Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? The Velvet Room (NSFW version)

[yinsukin]

Relius Clover


The scientist chuckled, amused at the girls feeble attempts to guard herself.  As she screamed, he felt a familiar feeling in his crotch.  He reached into his cape, retrieving an all too familiar remote.  With a qucik flourish of his wrist, he struck the girl twice on the breasts, hitting the top of her breast with precision.

“I hear that if you pleasure them in different places, they become more sensitive.”  Once again, he chuckled.  “Perhaps in this case your screams will simply grow from a small choir to a glorious symphony.”  He continued, striking the sides of her mounds, this time, timing the strike with a shock.  Once more, he struck the large breasted girl, hitting her in her under boob, again, timing it with a shock.

“Tell me did that hurt?  Did that cause you pain?  Or… Perhaps your soul is far more evolved than I was giving you credit for.  Perhaps this is just a way of pleasing your husband.  Don't bother lying to me.  I can see your soul.  I can see your emotions bursting into the forefront, screaming to get out.”  He said making his malicious intentions obvious in his voice.

[Cherry Lover]

Sakura and Shirou

Her hands bound as they were, Sakura could do nothing to protect herself against the painful blows of the whip, letting out a pained moan with each strike. Her captor, as talkative as ever, continued to make his enjoyment of her suffering obvious, mocking her once more before striking her again, this time hitting the sides of her breasts. This time, though, he decided to increase the level of torment, activating the remote and sending an agonising shock through her clamped nipples. The combination of the painful whipping and the shock caused her to let out a much louder scream, one which she was sure he would find satisfying.

For Shirou, each pained scream was like a dagger to the heart, his anguish only increased by the fact that he knew he was highly aroused by the sight, a feeling he could tell that he shared with the cruel torturer. He hated to see Sakura suffering like this and, yet, he was also finding her situation unbelievably sexy.

As Relius continued, the combination of the whip strikes and the shock causing the captive girl to scream and writhe in pain, Shirou's dick was throbbing with pent-up need, the sight of her whip-marked body writhing around arousing him yet further. Sakura, meanwhile, was obviously suffering, her breasts covered with angry welts and her face screwed up in pain, tears beginning to come to her eyes. Relius, noticing her discomfort, once again addressed her, mockingly.

“Tell me did that hurt? Did that cause you pain? Or… Perhaps your soul is far more evolved than I was giving you credit for. Perhaps this is just a way of pleasing your husband. Don't bother lying to me. I can see your soul. I can see your emotions bursting into the forefront, screaming to get out”, he said, the malicious intentions behind his words made obvious to Shirou by his facial expressions.

A look of confusion and some anger came over Sakura's face, uncertain what he meant with his entirely-false claims that she was secretly trying to please Shirou, but sure that he was trying to rile her up and, worse, to make Shirou feel bad. She knew Shirou had been finding her earlier treatment highly arousing and, based on what she knew of his sexual interests, she suspected he was even more highly aroused now. Yet, whilst she would be willing to suffer this sort of treatment if it would make Shirou happy, she knew that he was far too kind a person to truly enjoy her being tortured against her will, however arousing he might find it. In fact, his arousal would surely only be increasing the guilt and distress he felt, feeling like he was "betraying" her even though she did not blame him for his body's automatic reactions in any way.

Once more, Sakura chose to ignore his taunting, knowing that any response she gave would only increase his enjoyment and, most likely, be twisted into something which would make Shirou feel still worse. Her husband, though, could not simply remain silent. His guilt was overwhelming, and the man's words had been like rubbing salt into the wound. He was worried that Sakura would feel betrayed, and he had to reassure her that he did not in any way enjoy her torment, whatever reactions his body might have to it.

"Of course it hurts! Why would she fake it? I do not enjoy seeing her suffer, however aroused I might become", Shirou said, angrily, fully aware that Sakura knew of his arousal and trying to reassure her that he had not betrayed her trust.

If Sakura's hands were not bound behind her, she would have facepalmed at his response. His reaction was exactly what the man surely wanted. Knowing that Shirou's words would be twisted to suit their tormentor's ends, Sakura felt the need to speak up, to reassure him that she did not blame him for anything that had happened or that might happen in the future.

"Shirou, it's not your fault", she said, defiantly. "You can't help how your body reacts."

[yinsukin]

Relius Clover

The girl was silent, not out of fear or pain but defiance.  It was strange.  This was an insane amount of pain.  Yet there was not even the slightest hint of her spirit breaking. 

Should I?  No not yet. He pondered

“Your awfully understanding.  If I were to inflict even more pain and if you were to succumb to that pain, would you still be able to forgive your husband?”  The whip still crackling at her breasts.

Relius’s ceased his whipping, placing the device in his cape.  He then walked up to the girl and gently took off the blindfold.  “Such beautiful eyes.”  He commented.  He glid his hand across her body, starting from the belly and sliding downword.  “Im going to need you to get more…. sensitive before we continue." His hand finally stopped at the girls lower genitals.  His fingers were inserted into her opening.  With a surprising amount of delicacy, he rubbed the busty girl’s clit.  It was slow at first before slowly becoming quicker.  Of course, he monitored his work.

[Cherry Lover]

Sakura and Shirou

Sakura continued to writhe and scream as the merciless whipping of her breasts continued, angry welts now covering the ample mounds. The pain inflicted by each strike was exceptional, and Sakura could do nothing but grit her teeth and bear it as best as she could, a feeling of resignation and despair coming over her as she realised that she was at the sadistic man's mercy.

Once again, Relius attempted to rile her up, his threats of even greater pain making the girl fearful of what might come. Yet, despite her fear, anger and distress, Sakura knew that none of this was Shirou's fault. Even if her captor tortured her to the point of insanity, even if he made her beg desperately for the tiniest scrap of mercy, she would always know that the only one responsible for her suffering was the cruel man currently whipping her, not her beloved husband. Yet, in too much pain to give a truly defiant response, and knowing that any response would surely just be turned against her, Sakura ignored the provocation, instead focussing on dealing with the painful blows being inflicted on her sensitive breasts, her nipples still aching from the pain of the clamps relentlessly crushing them.

Shirou, meanwhile, was feeling an ever-increasing combination of guilt, anger and distress at his wife's suffering. The way she was writhing about made it obvious that she was in real pain, and Shirou could barely stand to watch. Yet, at the same time, his body was still reacting to the erotic sight even as his heart broke, driving his feelings of guilt ever-higher. Relius' words once again ate at him, the thought that Sakura might come to hate or distrust him unbearable. He knew that any such loss of trust would absolutely destroy her, and that was not something he could stand seeing happen or being responsible for.

By now, Sakura was beginning to sob in between her screams, the pain, fear and helplessness that she felt beginning to get to her. Even after the torture finally stopped, she continued to sob lightly, still in pain from the cruel welts and knowing more suffering would soon come. Yet, despite her obvious anguish, she remained defiant and unbroken, glaring angrily at her captor as he removed her blindfold, allowing her to see the room they were now in for the first time. Looking around, she could see Shirou bound to the wall, his fully-erect penis sticking out in appreciation of her bound and tormented form.

Seeing that she was now looking towards him, Shirou looked back apologetically, his guilt obvious. Sakura, in turn, attempted to give him a reassuring, forgiving look with tear-filled eyes, trying to convince him that he had nothing to worry about. However, her efforts were interrupted when she felt her captor's hand glide teasingly down her body, her face turning red with embarrassment as he began to degrade her once more.

Things soon got worse for the captive girl as the hand slid lower, mocking words accompanying the movement. Sakura glared angrily at the man as he degraded her, treating her body as a toy for him to play with for his own enjoyment. Soon, his hand had reached her most sensitive area, the prisoner letting out a humiliating moan of pleasure as his fingers entered her, her face blushing red from the humiliation she felt at being touched in her most intimate place. As he began to rub at her sensitive nub, her juices beginning to flow as she let out low moans of pleasure, Sakura, feeling utterly degraded and aware of his ill-intentions, decided she would resist his efforts. Attempting to close her legs to deny him entry, she focussed on trying to ignore the stimulation as best as she could, her efforts not helped by the view of her naked, bound and aroused husband.

Shirou, meanwhile was, to his great distress, still enjoying the show. By now, the lack of stimulation coupled with the arousing sight was making him quite uncomfortable, his desire for release growing all the time. He felt awful. Humiliated, guilty and uncomfortable. He was desperate to escape and to protect his wife from being violated by this evil man, but he knew there was nothing he could do. So, he simply remained bound helplessly to the wall, watching in horror as his wife moaned unwillingly under the touch of another man. It was obvious to him that, despite her moans, Sakura was hating every minute of her humiliating violation, the sad and angry look in her eyes making her feelings clear.

[yinsukin]

Relius Clover


"Oh my.  For a captive, you are very reactive.  Even my wife took a little time to get warmed up before..."  He finished his sentence not with words but a mocking smile.  He leaned inwards, gently caressing her cheek with his free hand as he continued to rub with his other.  With that touch he flooded her soul with feelings of warmth by accessing memories of Shirou.  She flooded her mind with them, making her remember every time he soothed her with his touch, every time he ravaged her with his body.  The flooding would be so intense, she could mistake him for Shirou.  His mocking smile would shift into a gentle gaze, his arms may even appear to be more visibly muscular.

This should get her going for now.

He grabbed her by the hair after a few moments, forcing her to look at him.

[Cherry Lover]

Sakura and Shirou

Sakura's face blushed red with humiliation as her captor mocked her for the ease with which he had managed to get her to moan with pleasure, unable to deny the truth in his words. Her body was betraying her like it always had in the past, and she hated it. Shirou, too, couldn't deny what the man was saying. Nevertheless, he looked at Sakura reassuringly, trying to make it clear that it wasn't her fault how her body was reacting. Besides, he liked her highly-sexual nature, the way she would moan and gush with juices at the slightest touch.

Not wasting any time, Sakura's captor leaned in and began to carress Sakura, still rubbing at her most private area even as she squeezed her legs tightly shut. As she began to recoil from his disgusting touch, however, she felt a sudden wave of nostalgia come over her. Memories of her past with Shirou came to her as a feeling of calmness and pleasure washed over her. Her moans grew louder as she began to hallucinate, the man abusing her taking on the appearance of her beloved.

What the hell? Sakura thought, her mind fuzzy from the memories and extreme emotions she was feeling.

A few moments ago, she had been being abused by some cruel man, now she was in what seemed like one of Shirou's fantasies. Was her captor messing with her mind somehow?

Through the fog of nostalgia and pleasure, Sakura dimly remembered her situation, turning towards Shirou with a look of confusion in her eyes, one which he matched, wondering what had caused her to act so oddly, and to suddenly appear to be enjoying her treatment far more than she had been. Realising that her captor was, somehow, causing her to hallucinate, Sakura focussed on Shirou, trying her hardest to ignore the feelings of pleasure and the part of her that was saying she should ignore her reservations and give in to her arousal. As long as she could keep looking at him, she could focus on the fact that this was fake, that she was the captive of some cruel man who was abusing her for his own enjoyment.

Unfortunately, though, her captor evidentially knew this. Grabbing hold of her hair just like Shirou might in one of their rougher sex sessions, he forced her to face him, continuing to attempt to pleasure her using the fake form of her beloved. Sakura desperately tried to keep her sanity, telling herself that this was all fake even as she moaned with arousal, but the pleasure and the nostalgia only grew greater and greater. As the memories continued to intensify, her mind became more and more clouded, her reason for resisting gradually becoming unclear. As her memory of her husband's true location began to slip away, her over-stimulated mind wondered if he had maybe orchestrated all of this, as part of some kinky sex game.

S..senpai? she thought, confused, uncertain why or when he'd captured her, or why he'd apparently decided to treat her so roughly, beyond anything they'd done before, at least for pleasure. And, most of all, she wondered why she vaguely remembered the man that had humiliated and tortured her as someone else.

But, as the comforting and pleasurable memories continued to come, and she fell deeper into a dream-like state, she forgot all of those concerns. Truthfully, it didn't matter to her anyway. If treating her like a prisoner and torturing her made Shirou happy, then she would quite happily play along with his fantasy.

Smiling in a sultry manner as she moaned louder and louder, Sakura decided it was time for her to take on the role she was sure Shirou wanted her to play, that of a helpless maiden who he had taken prisoner for his own sexual pleasure, to be tortured and humiliated until she agreed to obey his every whim.

"I..I submit, you monster! Do with me as you wish", she said, the lust clear in her voice as she got into character, acting as if he had finally "broken" her.

With that, she began to slowly spread her legs, her clit hardening as she did. Her words and the thought of what was to come were bringing her great excitement, added to by the continuing feeling of nostalgia, as if this was some kind of culmination of all of their past activities.

Shirou watched on with utter confusion, wondering what had happened to make Sakura behave so differently. He knew she was stronger than this, and the way she had submitted made it seem like she was doing so solely out of desire. Something was definitely going on, and Shirou was extremely worried for her mental well-being. At the same time, though, he was also still somewhat aroused by the erotic sight. Seeing Sakura moan and spread her legs erotically was a huge turn-on for him, and the guilt he felt was only growing as a result. He felt like he should call out to her, to shake her out of whatever was happening, but he wasn't sure what to say. After all, what if she had submitted, if she'd finally had enough of the torture? The last thing he wanted to do was make her feel even worse than she surely did.

So, uncertain what to say, Shirou simply bit his lip, a feeling of unease and distress coming over him as his wife continued to moan in pleasure from the man's touch. Uncertain what to do, he felt obliged to continue to watch, in case he bring further punishment upon her, his guilt and discomfort rising as he did so.

[yinsukin]

Relius Clover

Is this joy?  No satisfaction perhaps. He introspectively wondered as he leaned in closer for a quick kiss.  Is that why I am starting to get into this?  No…

He smiled as he pulled away.  Then, he stopped the flow of energy to the soul that was effecting the girl’s mind.  In a surprisingly quick movement, he reached into his cape and grabbed the whip.  With a quick flourish of his wrist, he struck the woman in her lower legs, just below her most vital opening.

[Cherry Lover]

Sakura

Sakura's moans grew louder as the fake Shirou continued to pleasure her, her juices flowing and her clit hardening as she allowed herself to enjoy the sensation of being dominated by her "lover". A feeling of contentment and pleasure came over her as he leaned in and gave her a kiss, the still-hallucinating girl eagerly reciprocating the display of affection. A slight look of disappointment came over her face as he pulled away, even as she continued to moan with pleasure from his touch and from the nice memories she was having.

Suddenly, though, everything changed. The nostalgic memories stopped and the feeling of contentment and pleasure went away, leaving the girl feeling confused and deprived. Looking up in confusion, she saw a man who was most definitely not Shirou pull a whip out of his cape, a look of horror coming over her face at the sight. Before she could even react, definitely-not-Senpai took aim, the cracking sound of the whip followed immediately by an agonising pain in between her legs as he struck her highly-sensitive crotch, splitting the skin right next to her now-wet folds.

Still confused from the sudden loss of the nostalgic memories, Sakura had had no time to brace herself for impact, and she let out an agonised scream as the whip hit its target, her eyes watering from the pain. The sudden burst of agony snapped her out of her confusion, her memory of what had happened returning. Sakura's face turned red at the thought of what she'd just done, a feeling of utter disgust coming over her. Quickly snapping her legs shut in embarrassment and out of protection, hissing from the pain from the whip mark as she did so, she looked apologetically at Shirou, feeling extremely embarrassed at how she had acted, and wondering what the hell the man had done to her.

"W..what did you do to me?" she asked, angrily, her voice still tainted by the pain she was feeling from her clamped nipples and the whip marks all over her body.


Shirou

Shirou continued to watch with confusion as Sakura moaned at the man's touch, aroused by the sight but also worried about what the man had done to make her act in this way. His feeling of distress and humiliation grew as the man leaned in to kiss Sakura, his beloved reacting in a way that he thought was reserved solely for him. He felt terrible, watching his wife participate "willingly" in her own degredation and, even, feeling turned on by it, even as he felt humiliated at the sight of watching her pleasured by another man.

But, worse was to come. As the man pulled away, a sudden look of confusion came over his wife's face. Then, before she could even react, the man pulled out a whip and struck the poor girl straight between her open legs, causing her to let out a scream of pure agony. Shirou felt utterly terrible, knowing that Sakura was humiliated and in pain, the look of disgust on her face obvious even through the agony. And, once more, his body reacted to the sight, his dick throbbing with pleasure and increasing the guilt he felt.

Sakura quickly looked at her apologetically, and Shirou tried his best to reassure her, despite the obvious guilt he felt. Her question confirmed his previous thoughts, that the man had somehow done something to make her act that way. Still, that didn't change the anger and humiliation he felt. He knew Sakura was suffering immensely, and all he could do was watch. Worse, as his arousal grew, he began to desperately desire some kind of release, even at Sakura's expense. Of course, his rational mind would never consider harming Sakura, but the fact that he was feeling it only made him even more guilty.

[yinsukin]

Relius Clover

“I let loose some memories hidden deep within your soul.  Simply put, your entire being is now my property.  You will never leave this place.”  He said with a satisfied grin, enjoying the frustrated look of the girl who just had her soul toyed with.

He walked up to her and held her head by the underside of her chin.  “How about we try something less pleasant. There is someone else buried deep within your soul, a purple haired boy.  What happens when I let him out?”  He said, showing off the remote in front of her eyes.  It was his way of demanding a straight response.

[Cherry Lover]

Sakura and Shirou

A look of despondency came over the faces of the two captives at his words. Deep down, they had already known he had no intention of releasing them but, even so, to have it confirmed and used to taunt them was depressing. Further, his claim of ownership over his bound captive indicated that he intended to inflict much suffering on her before the end.

Their fears were confirmed when he approached Sakura, holding up her head as he promised her even more misery. A look of horror came over Shirou's face at his words, knowing that he intended to bring back bad memories from her past. Sakura, too, understood what he meant, remembering all-too-well all the horrible things Shinji had done to her, a look of distress coming over her face as she recalled her horrible past, knowing that those cruel memories may be the last thing she ever experienced.

Aware that the man was insisting on a response, and would likely make them suffer yet more if she did not provide one, Sakura considered how best to react. She knew pleading for mercy was pointless, the man had none. All she could do now was try to survive as long as possible, and hope desperately for a rescue, or some kind of lapse from their captor that would allow them to escape. As such, she needed to keep him interested, to make him want to keep them alive as long as possible.

Well, he seems to like defiance, she thought. Besides, it'll help keep me sane.

Making her decision, she looked at him angrily.

"I'm over him", she said, trying to hide the concern she felt. "Nothing you can do will change that."

[yinsukin]

Relius Clover


“Over him?  That's a very particular choice of words.  So then, I take it you had a intimate relationship with him.  Strange... There exists no affection within your soul.”  He said, leaning in for another kiss.


A flow of energy entered through Sakura’s soul.  Whatever emotions that were associated with this man would be brought to the surface, influencing the emotional state of this girl.  He gripped the girls breasts, squeezing and rubbing as he saw fit.  He grew larger as he started to finally get into the proper mood.  Then, he broke away, looking for a reaction.

[Cherry Lover]

Sakura

Sakura frowned at his response, humiliated by the insinuations he was making about her relationship with Shinji, as if she had somehow desired the abuse he'd inflicted upon her. Noticing him leaning in, Sakura pulled away as best as she could, trying to avoid the unwanted kiss which he nevertheless forced upon her.

As soon as he did so, a torrent of emotions flooded Sakura, all the different feelings she had had about the boy who had once been her "brother". She felt a long-buried sensation of guilt at taking his place as the rightful Matou heir. She felt regret at allowing him to take her place in a war in which he had been horribly outmatched. She felt a sense of submission and obedience, beaten into her by years of torment and humiliation at the hands of the Matou family. There was even a hint of the long-gone affection she'd once felt for him as a brother.

Newer feelings arose, too. Feelings of anger and disgust at the horrible manner in which he'd treated her. A hint of hatred, even, borne of the knowledge that he'd taken advantage of her situation for his own ends. A feeling of determination, too, determination not to allow her past to control her.

However, as the man began to grope her, though, roughly squeezing and rubbing her breasts in the same way her "brother" once had, one particular set of emotions came to the fore. Fear of what torments he might inflict upon her, humiliation at her inability to resist him and at the way her body always reacted to his touch, memories of the agonising pain he'd inflicted upon her when he was in an especially sadistic mood. Arousal, too, despite the unwelcome situation.

As the memories and emotions came flooding back, Sakura began to moan involuntarily, her face blushing red with embarrassment as she did. Her past humiliations and submissiveness only made her feel worse, knowing that she was in danger of a return to those horrible times, possibly permanently.

Yet, as her captor broke away, she couldn't help but, momentarily, look disappointed, just like she had when Shinji had done the same. Quickly, though, she caught herself, the look of disappointment replaced by one of anger and humiliation. She knew she had to control herself, to resist her captor as best as she could, if only to buy herself a little more time to find a method of escape.



Shirou

Shirou watched through gritted teeth as Relius continued to abuse his wife, knowing that things would surely only get worse. As he pulled away from kissing her, Shirou could see a change in her face once more, another indication that he had done something weird to her. And, given what he had just said, Shirou was sure that he'd brought back memories of her past with Shinji.

Looking at her with concern, his dick still throbbing despite his distaste for the situation, Shirou knew that all he could do was help her keep strong. A twinge of jealousy came over his face as Sakura looked back at her captor in a way that made her seem almost disappointed with his withdrawal, but he quickly buried it. He knew it was not her fault, and he needed to help her remain as strong as he could.

Before he could say anything, though, Sakura's look hardened, her senses clearly returning. Realising that she didn't need his help just yet, Shirou simply looked at her reassuringly, trying to pretend things would somehow be OK, even though it seemed extremely unlikely that they would escape this room.

[yinsukin]

Relius Clover

She wasn't there yet.  It appeared that even with this level, she still managed to resist.  What was interesting to him was the look of slight disappointment.  Hmm.  Ive never worked with a soul that has been tormented so thoroughly in a sexual manner.

"Its really too bad I took off your clothes already.  It would have been much more fun to peel all of it off as I watch your horrified face.”  He said, looking down Sakura’s fit body.  Not the worst toy to play with. He thought to himself.

Ignis appeared behind Sakura.  With a quick slash, she cut the rope and disappeared. “Now.  Take off my cape.”  He ordered.  The energy should be starting to affect her brain chemistry by now, unless she knows some specific soul or mental block that has been achieved through special training.  The puppeteer started greedily gripping the girl's legs with his left hand and grabbing the girls breasts with his right.  He pressed his body against hers, his dick pushed up against her legs.

[Cherry Lover]

Sakura

Even though Sakura knew, intellectually, that this man was not Shinji, Relius' mental manipulation made Sakura feel emotionally like she had been captured by her long-dead brother, a brother who was about to rape her, just as he had so many times before. As he continued to mock and verbally taunt her, drinking in the sight of his nude and helpless prisoner, Sakura's body began to react automatically, just as it always had when Shinji had restrained and teased her in this way, her folds becoming damp once more as her clit hardened in anticipation.

Her body's reaction only intensified when her captor bent down and began to play with her luscious body, groping her breasts and thighs whilst rubbing his obviously-hard length against her. Sakura began to moan with pleasure at the sensation, a feeling of intense humiliation coming over her at her body's reaction to the man's touch. As her hands were unbound and Relius made his demand, part of Sakura said she should obey, just like she had always obeyed Shinji. Part of her even wanted to obey.

But, a far, far larger part remembered all the humiliations that had been inflicted upon her, the anger and disgust which she now felt at the way he had used such a vulnerable person for his pleasure. She remembered that her beloved husband was watching, the man who had helped her come to terms with the past. She couldn't let him see her like this, to see her submit to her brother's abuse once more. And, the more intellectual part of her knew that, if she submitted so easily and meekly, it was over. He would surely soon bore of her, and they would surely both perish.

Looking at Shirou for strength, knowing from bitter experience that the punishment for any kind of defiance or failure would be extreme, Sakura steeled herself.

"N..no", she said, trying not to let the fear show. "I am stronger now. I will not submit meekly like I used to."

Yet, despite her defiance, a look of almost disappointment came over her face at the words. She didn't want to submit to him but, deep down, her body wanted her to be ravaged, as her moans and the juices which were leaking out of her could attest.


Shirou

Shirou continued to watch with increasing despair as their captor mocked and abused Sakura. Whilst he knew that she was obviously being manipulated, it nevertheless hurt his ego to see her moaning in pleasure at the touch of another man. At the same time, he also felt aroused at the sight, adding to the feeling of guilt which was ever-growing, as well as the sexual frustration he felt.

Hearing the man's demand, Shirou looked at Sakura with concern. He knew that, if she submitted to the man's wishes now, she would surely soon be executed, of no further interest once she'd clearly been broken. The thought filled him with dread, and he pulled desperately on his bonds, trying fruitlessly to escape.

Fortunately, though, she was still defiant. Breathing a sigh of relief, he looked at her reassuringly, trying to keep her strong for the torment that he was sure would follow.

[yinsukin]

Relius Clover

Relius observed as the girl began reacting.  Her lower half twitched and let loose delicious fluids.  Yet she still denied him.  He reached into his cape, pulling away the hand that was touching her breast.  He pulled out the remote and pressed the button, shocking her once more.

With his other hand, he went into his cape and pulled out a weight with a blank space where the weight number should be.  In addition, he also pulled out a rope.  He used the rope to attach the weight to her collar.  Then, he pushed a button on the remote again, causing the number 30 to appear on the weight.  Sakura’s breasts would be pulled down by 30 pounds of weight as a result.

“It is foolish to waste your breath on an incomplete statement.  Bend to my will or defy me properly.  I wish to see the true nature of your soul as it glows faintly like a dying star.”  He ordered.