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

[Alice]

Tom

Tom didn't stop what he was doing, his fingers continuing their dance, his teeth and lips and tongue tasting her and taunting her. But did withdraw his wrist, using it to start playing with her breasts. Heat went to his cheeks.

He spoke to her through their connection, even his mental voice coarse and thick from passion. My... My mistake then, forgive me. If you change your mind, however... As for the other. I am more than happy to oblige you, but... hmm, how to do this when you are tied... Would you like to be untied now so you can suck on me, or wait a bit longer?

[Elf]

Forest

N-No, there's nothing to forgive! You didn't do anything wrong, and its my fault.  I should have said or done something first, the blond replied as Tom continued his teasing.  His now free hand was occupied with toying with her breast, making their pink points ache.

His thumb brushed against that hyper-sensitive point at the apex of her folds and she gasped, her hips arching towards his questing fingers.

There.  Right there!  T-that spot, it's . . . really important and just . . .


Saber

Saber looked up at Shirou as he rested his hand over hers while the other went to the tail her hair had been pulled into.  Something warred in his bi-colored eyes as her own heartbeat thundered in her ears.  Then he leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead.  It was the chaste gesture, but she could feel the meaning of it all the same.

His eyes bore into hers and she could not look away.  She did not want to look away.  White teeth bit into her bottom lip as she manged to say, "Yes, but . . . I have never . . . I have never done this before."

[Alice]

N-No, there's nothing to forgive! You didn't do anything wrong, and its my fault.  I should have said or done something first, the blond replied as Tom continued his teasing.

No, no, you are not to blame. Once you're ready to be untied, you can play with that part of me as you will.

His thumb brushed against that hyper-sensitive point at the apex of her folds and she gasped, her hips arching towards his questing fingers.

There.  Right there!  T-that spot, it's . . . really important and just . . .

Tom caught on immediately. He focused his caresses on that area, while his other hand started massaging her other breast. His head went down to the breast his hand had left, and he began lathing and gently biting at her bright pink nipple.

[Panda]

Xarrest stops for a moment, surprised by the sound Rider makes in response, then continues stimulating the bud, rubbing it for a short while before pinching it, then rolling it between his fingers, gauging Rider's reaction as his mind races to figure out what to do to 'punish' Rider.

"I wonder," he says tapping a finger on the bud thoughtfully, "What is this thing, anyway? It seems to be some sort of...vulnerability, considering the rather interesting noises you're making. Perhaps you would be willing to educate me?"

Then an idea strikes him, as he remembers one of the devices he spotted on the the way into the dungeon. A grin makes its way to his face as he withdraws the tendrils holding Rider's underwear up, letting the band slide back into place as his hands continue their ministrations. Xarrest briefly considers sampling the juices soaking the panties directly, but decides to abstain for now.

Removing one hand and moving it down to the floor under the Rider's slit, Adjutor focuses for a moment before a wedge-like shape forms from a new tendril, bracing against the floor as it rises upwards, pressing against Rider, lightly at first, then hard enough to force Rider up onto her toes as Adjutor continues to increase the pressure, still gauging Rider's reaction to the new sensation.

[Cherry Lover]

"Oohhh! Ahhhh!" Rider screamed in a mixture of pleasure and pain as Xarrest roughly played with her engorged clitoris, her arousal building more and more, her panties becoming wetter and wetter.

Suddenly, though, he stopped his ministrations for a moment, and instead began to speak.

"I wonder," he said, the light tap of his finger on her highly-sensitive clit eliciting another moan of pleasure, "What is this thing, anyway? It seems to be some sort of...vulnerability, considering the rather interesting noises you're making. Perhaps you would be willing to educate me?"

Rider was astounded. Could he really not know what a clitoris was?

Really? How innocent is this guy...?

However, she didn't give any response, instead returning to her gasps and moans as he continued playing with her sensitive nub. Then, she noticed the tendrils withdraw from the band of her underwear, the hand that had been creating them moving down to the floor.

Eh, what is he doing? she thought.

She could tell that something was moving up from the floor, but she wasn't entirely sure what with her blindfold on. Until, suddenly, she felt a sharp point pressing against her pussy. At first, it was a light pressure, barely noticeable to Rider, but it rapidly got stronger, forcing her upwards and onto tiptoes, a large portion of her body weight now resting on her pussy.

"Ahhhh!" Rider screamed as the pain of the sharp wedge forcing its way into her pussy hit her. She fidgeted around, clearly uncomfortable but, at the same time, also obviously enjoying the overall situation.

"I..is that the.. be..st y..ou can.. do?" she stammered in between gasps of pleasure and pain, as the torture from the wedge combined with the pleasure caused by him playing with her clitoris.

Rider was now highly aroused, her masochistic side enjoying the torture the wedge was inflicting on her bound form, and very close to orgasm. It wouldn't take much to push her over the edge.

[Panda]

Xarrest allows a faint smirk at her screams, having heard enough pained screams to be able to discern the difference in Rider's.

...Should she really be making those noises?

Sounds like she's enjoying this, oddly enough.

...I just got an idea.

You're going to summon them?

And I'm going to stop this for a moment.

It is at this point that Xarrest notes that the throbbing echoing through him has grown more insistent, each pulse of barely restrained need building on the next, pushing against some barrier that was quickly being worn down.

I wonder what happens next? I mean, it sounds like she's close to something, and it feels like we're pretty close to something too...like, there's all this...pressure...

Would be best to step back for a moment to figure out what this is...

"I..is that the.. be..st y..ou can.. do?" she stammered in between gasps of pleasure and pain, as the torture from the wedge combined with the pleasure caused by him playing with her clitoris.

Is that a challenge?

Question is, shall we answer it?

Do you really need to ask?

Chuckling lightly, Xarrest takes a moment to compose himself before saying, "Not in the least."

With that, he forces the wedge up further, lengthening it to distribute the pressure across a slightly wider area as the wedge forces Rider off her feet altogether.

[Cherry Lover]

Xarrest chuckled for a moment, before responding verbally and, then, with his action, pushing the wedge upwards further, pushing Rider up off her feet, forcing her to support her entire body weight with her pussy.

"AAAAAHHHH!" Rider screamed from the pain as the wedge pushed deeper into her.

The sensation was now genuinely hurting her, causing genuine discomfort.

But, yet....

Her arousal grew and grew as the pain caused by the wedge fed into the sexual pleasure she was already feeling from Xarrest's other actions. At the same time, she writhed and moaned as she reflexively attempted to avoid the painful sensation of the wedge, pulling up slightly on her chained hands to reduce the pressure somewhat. Part of her found the pain uncomfortable and unpleasant, but another part found being tortured in this manner exceptionally arousing.

Then, suddenly....

"OOOHHHHHHHH!"

Rider let out a huge scream of pleasure as the combination of the wedge's torture and Xarrest's ministrations sent her over the edge and into a large orgasm, her juices squirting out and absolutely drenching her already-rather-wet panties.

Wow, he's good, Rider thought as she panted from the exertion, still writing from the pain of the wedge pushing into her.

She wasn't done just yet. She hoped that would only be the first of several orgasms....

[Panda]

Xarrest is honestly surprised by the scream, quickly letting Rider back down onto her feet before being surprised by her panties suddenly going from damp to nearly transparent with the strange fluid from earlier. Looking up at Rider nervously for a moment before looking back down at the dampened undergarments.

Now now. No turning back now.

I'm...going to need a moment...

You're...actually...wow...

Calming down, Xarrest decides to withdraw the wedge altogether, letting it retract back into his hand as he draws up, tracing up Rider's body once more, when he brushes up against Rider at the worst possible time.

With the slight contact, the barrier that had been worn down over time finally bursts as Xarrest feels an unprecedented release coursing through him as some sticky fluid erupts from the throbbing length in a series of drawn out pulses, thoroughly soiling his own underwear as he struggles to stifle an unexpected groan, then takes a moment to catch his breath, the release having left him temporarily exhausted.

[Cherry Lover]

As she came down from her orgasm, Rider felt the pressure on her pussy reduce as Xarrest withdrew the wedge slightly, allowing her back down onto her feet. He looked up at her for a moment, before pulling the wedge away entirely, leaving Rider still panting and sensitive from her earlier orgasm.

He started touching her once more, tracing his hand up her sensitive body, causing more shivers of arousal from her. She felt his engorged length brush against her thigh once more. As it did, he suddenly let out an obviously-stifled groan, before stopping for a moment, obviously exhausted.

Did he just cum?

The way he was acting suggested he had, as did the smell she could detect coming from his trousers.

Rider couldn't help but laugh, despite her own arousal.

Time to tease him a bit more....

"Do you really have that little restraint?" she said, amused at his lack of stamina.

[Panda]

Xarrest looks up at Rider, embarrassed beyond words for a moment. He tries to draw up to his full height, but it doesn't quite allow him to tower over Rider, and it just makes the stickiness now coating the inside of his underwear even more apparent.

Okay, first, we need a change of boxers.

Second, we need to get back into our roles.

But before that, we're going to need a drink.

You're going to summon them, aren't you?

And you wouldn't?

Xarrest takes a moment to sigh as he goes through the motions, trying to ignore the alien feeling of his underwear clinging to him like a second skin, "If you're still capable of finding some sort of humor in this situation, it is obvious that what we just went through wasn't enough. If that's the case, let's consider what happened up to now a demonstration of how good you could be feeling, if only you would cooperate. Now I'm going to show you just how much trouble you've gotten yourself in. But first, I suppose I should introduce you to some friends of mine."

Shall I?

No need. Rahab, Laivatain, you're up.


With that, a cold presence appears immediately, dropping the room's temperature by a few degrees as it forms itself into a regal woman made entirely of ice. Rahab, Ice elemental, Fang of the Sea Dragon, what have you...

And no sign of Laivatain...

Xarrest sighs, "One of these days, I'm really going to have to bond with that one..."

"Perhaps," the elemental says, its voice echoing slightly, "But there is no reason we cannot start with this one immediately."

"You were watching the whole time, weren't you..."

"Of course," Rahab nods slightly before turning to the bound woman, "Now then, Rider, if I am not mistaken. Perhaps we could make this somewhat more...interesting?"

With that, the floor in a foot-and-a-half radius around Rider's feet gains a half-inch layer of ice, and the air around Rider drops a few degrees in temperature, chilling any moisture on Rider, sweat and other fluids alike. Finally, the wall behind Rider also gains a half-inch layer of ice, leaving her even less room to keep her back off the wall.

The Xarrest notices the boots she's wearing, keeping the ice on the floor from taking full effect.

"Those boots," he says to the elemental, "Take them off. I'm going to need a moment. Do what you will with her, you should've figured out enough from watching us earlier. The longer Laivatain takes to arrive, the more you should do."

"Of course," Rahab says, nodding again and making her way towards Rider as Xarrest leaves the room, making his way back to the 'guard room' as Rahab reaches the woman, drawing an icy hand down her thighs, brushing against the panties before trailing her way down to the boots, slowly slipping them off, one at a time, lightly rubbing Rider's feet as she does so before drawing back up her body and stepping back as she considers her 'captive.'

"Admittedly," Rahab says, creating a wedge similar to what Xarrest used earlier, only out of ice this time, "You are quite the interesting specimen, and I must admit that you've gotten me rather curious, so try and cooperate and I see no reason that this waiting period can't be pleasurable for both of us."

Then Rahab's expression turns frigid as the cold wedge starts to press into Rider's slit once more, forcing her up onto her tiptoes and stopping, "At least, that's what I might say if Xarrest didn't want to see you suffer."

Meanwhile, Xarrest makes his way to the minibar, pulling off his jeans, followed by the underwear, grabbing a nearby bar towel to clean himself off. With that, he grabs a brandy, sloshes it around, and takes a sip as he tries to collect himself, preparing for the next round of this strange game they were playing.

[Cherry Lover]

Rider could sense the embarrassment rise in Xarrest as her teasing hit home. She could tell that he was attempting to stand up straight, to make himself look big and strong, but the effect was limited. She was too tall to be easily looked down on. Then, he let out a sigh, before speaking.

"If you're still capable of finding some sort of humor in this situation, it is obvious that what we just went through wasn't enough. If that's the case, then let's consider this a demonstration of how good you could be feeling, if only you would cooperate. Now I'm going to show you just how much trouble you've gotten yourself in. But first, I suppose I should introduce you to some friends of mine."

Huh, "friends"? What does he mean? Still, this sounds encouraging. It seems like that last comment really got to him....

Suddenly, Rider felt a chill in the room. She could sense some sort of powerful being in front of her..

That one? What is he talking about? she thought as she listened to their rather non-sensical conversation with a certain amount of interest and a significant amount of bemusement at what this being was and how she had been "watching" them.

Is she a spirit like me? But, if she were, I should have sensed her.

However, there was not much time for Rider to ponder the situation, as the woman turned to address her.

"Now then, Rider, if I am not mistaken. Perhaps we could make this somewhat more...interesting?" she said.

Suddenly, Rider felt the air around her and the liquids on her body chill further, drawing heat from her body and causing her to shiver in discomfort. Whilst, as a heroic spirit, Rider could not suffer from hypothermia or similiar, she still felt the physical discomfort that came with being cold, and the cold liquid on her skin drew out heat far more efficiently than the air could. At the same time, she felt her feet pushed upwards as a layer of ice formed under them, although the boots she was wearing insulated her from any effect.

However, Xarrest then spoke up.

"Those boots. Take them off. I'm going to need a moment. Do what you will with her, you should've figured out enough from watching us earlier. The longer Laivatain takes to arrive, the more you should do", he said, before turning and heading for the exit.

Huh, where is he going? And, who is "Laivatain"?

Still, even though he had left, this seemed to be looking pretty good. This woman had clearly been summoned to work Rider over, and seemed to have some idea how to do so.

Before she could say anything, the woman he had summoned approached, trailing a cold hand from her panties down her thighs and to her feet, causing Rider to shiver once more from the cold touch. Then, as instructed, she removed the boots, rubbing Rider's feet briefly before placing them down on the icy ground.

The insulation now removed, Rider could feel the effects of the ice on her feet, causing her to fidget, lifting her feet up to avoid extended contact with the ground, whilst the woman stood watching her. Then, in an effort to get away from the ice underneath her feet, she moved backwards, towards the wall.

"Ahhh!" she screamed in shock as she felt the cold ice on the wall pressing onto her back.

Quickly, she moved back forward, just in time for the woman to address her once more, having created another icy torture device.

"Admittedly", she said, "you are quite the interesting specimen. I must admit that you've gotten me rather curious, so try and cooperate and I see no reason that this waiting period can't be pleasurable for both of us."

Hmm, maybe she's not going to be quite as harsh as I thought, Rider thought, not sure she if she was relieved or disappointed.

Then, suddenly, she yelped in pain as she felt the cold, sharp wedge pushing into her, forcing her to stand on her tiptoes, the liquid in her panties freezing, chilling her further.

"At least, that's what I might say if Xarrest didn't want to see you suffer", the woman said, the coldness in her voice matching that in the room.

Wow, I must really have pissed him off. This sounds like it's going to be fun..., Rider thought.

The combination of the icy floor and the sharp wedge was rather ingenuous. Forced up onto her tiptoes, Rider could not move her feet around other than by lifting them off the floor entirely. But, doing that meant putting even more weight onto her tortured pussy. Rider stood there fidgeting, alternately lifting her feet to avoid the cold and putting them back down to relieve some of the pressure on her pussy, waiting for her torturer's next move.

At the same time, Rider's juices began to flow once more, freezing on contact with the icy wedge and increasing her discomfort further. Despite the pain she was in, and the further suffering she had been promised, her situation was highly arousing. She had wanted to be tormented to her breaking point, and then fucked senseless, and it sounded like Adjutor (or, rather, his minion) was going to do exactly that....

[Panda]

Rahab takes a moment to listen to Rider, watching her vain attempts to avoid exposure to the cold with a degree of amusement for a while before deciding to step things up a notch.

"Also, as there may be some misunderstandings due to Adjutor summoning me, I would like to make something perfectly clear. I am not his minion. Rather, I am closer to him than you'll ever manage," she says, as if affirming a fact, "Can't really be helped, seeing as we're mutually bound to each other at a level which affects our very souls. Now then, what can we do next..."

Rahab considers Rider for a moment more, then raises the wedge up enough to force Rider off her feet before tilting it back, forcing Rider to slide down until her back is against the wall as she approaches.

"Perhaps we could take the chance to get a bit...closer?" Rahab says, reaching out with icy hands to caress Rider's exposed skin, before digging into her breasts with one hand and raking down her front with another, just testing out her response to contact at this point.

Meanwhile, Xarrest takes yet another sip of brandy, feeling the exhaustion slowly fade away as he reaches out with the Armogarians to bring his jeans back to him, not bothering with the soiled underwear as he continues to try to figure out what to do next.

[Cherry Lover]

Rider continued to writhe and fidget, attempting to find the most comfortable position, still rather aroused at her ill-treatment. Eventually, her tormentor spoke up once more.

"Also, as there may be some misunderstandings due to Adjutor summoning me, I would like to make something perfectly clear. I am not his minion. Rather, I am closer to him than you'll ever manage. Can't really be helped, seeing as we're mutually bound to each other at a level which affects our very souls", she says.

Hmm, so she's like a servant?

"Now then, what can we do next...", the woman continues.

A few moments later, Rider feels herself being lifted upwards by the wedge.

"AAAAHHHH!" she screams as she is forced to support her entire body weight on the area in contact with the wedge.

Before she can move to attempt to stabilise herself, though, she felt the wedge tip upwards, causing her to slide down the frozen surface until her back is pressed up against the wall and her feet are once again just about touching the ground, the new angle of the wedge causing it to exert pressure directly on her sensitive clit, causing her to give off more pained screams and moans.

Rider attempts to move her back away from the wall, pulling up on the chains to attempt to hold her feet off the floor and work her way up the wedge, but the flexibility of the chains and the lack of friction on the icy surface of the fiendish device meant that she was unable to hold the position for long, sliding back down and against the wall.

As she was writhing around, attempting to avoid the cold and pain as best as she can, her tormentor approached her.

"Perhaps we could take the chance to get a bit...closer?" she said, before reaching out with her hands and caressing Rider's body.

Rider yelped with surprise as the cold hands touched her. Then, she screamed once more as the icy hand squeezed her breast harshly, whilst the other was raked down her chest.

She was now thoroughly uncomfortable. The cold touch of the woman added to the cold feeling of the ice on her back, feet and pussy made her feel extremely cold, to the point that she was constantly shivering, and the pain from the sharp wedge digging into her was aching more and more as time went on. Any normal person would have given up by now, but Rider was not a normal person. She was a heroic spirit, and she could take a lot more than this.

And, besides, despite the cold and the pain, she was still extremely aroused. This is the sort of treatment she'd wanted, after all. To be bound and tormented in whatever way her captor saw fit, until she was finally forced to give in and beg for mercy.

[Panda]

Rahab continues her current ministrations for a while before moving back as a new presence, this one a fiery blaze to contrast Rahab's icy chill, makes itself known. This one doesn't have a corporeal form, taking a vaguely masculine shape wreathed in flames.

"Hey, Rahab," it says, its voice lacking Rahab's slight echo, "Well, this is an interesting situation he's gotten himself into."

"Though," Rahab says, "Not an unpleasant one."

"Of course not," the Fire Elemental nods, "I suppose this one is into pain?"

"Quite. Adjutor needed a moment to himself."

"Damned gallant of him to ensure the lady wouldn't be left by herself."

"We should probably return to the task at hand."

"Gonna be difficult if she's numb."

"Fair enough."

With that, Laivatain goes to work, approaching Rider and heating the air around her to attempt to restore a normal temperature, though Rahab's constructs remain unaffected.

"Let's at least get you warmed up before we go anywhere with this, otherwise you won't be able to feel everything we're going to do to you. Though, with you being the way you are, you'll probably like it."

At this point, Rahab returns to Rider's side, "Don't worry, while we are fundamentally opposite, we are quite capable of working together, especially," Rahab reaches down to tweak a nipple with one hand while the other goes down to do the same with her clit, "When we're working on such an interesting project."

Laivatain merely sighs as he warms up whatever Rahab isn't directly affecting, just short of painfully hot under normal circumstances, though it would probably hurt with the contrast against Rahab's chill.

[Cherry Lover]

Rider continued to write, moan and scream as the ice elemental continued squeezing her breasts and scratching her with her icy hands, the pain from the wedge and the chill from the ice still tormenting her. Then, the woman stepped back for a moment, and Rider sensed another being appear in the room, one that seemed to be made of fire rather than ice.

This must be Laivatain....

As the two of them discussed their plans, Rider's arousal grew in anticipation of what the two of them combined could do. Heat and cold together, applied appropriately, were a potent combination. And, they seemed to be well aware of her desires.

Finally, they finished their conversation, and the fire spirit, Laivatian, warmed the air around Rider back to normal temperatures, reducing her discomfort slightly.

"Let's at least get you warmed up before we go anywhere with this, otherwise you won't be able to feel everything we're going to do to you. Though, with you being the way you are, you'll probably like it", he said.

Rider's arousal grew once more. It sounded like they had big plans for her torture.

Then, the ice elemental moved back towards her and begins to speak, reaching down to tweak her nipple with one hand and her sensitive clit with the other as it did so, its words making it clear that the two of them had only just gotten started. Rider moaned from the pain and cold of the elemental's touch.

Then, suddenly, she let out another scream as Laivatian's heating caused a sudden contrast to the icy cold of the ice elemental's touch and the frozen areas surrounding it. Every movement and touch from the ice elemental now caused her pain as the frozen wall, floor and wedge contrasted with the uncomfortable but not-quite-painful heating caused by Laivatian. Rider stood there, trying her hardest not to move, to avoid the contrast between heat and cold. But, with the discomfort from the ice and the wedge, it was very difficult to avoid doing so, and her feet, pussy and the sides of her back were being constantly tormented by the sudden contrasts between heat and cold that were caused by every slight movement, resulting in her moaning constantly from the pain.