Sakura
Sakura's continued to moan as the girl groped her over and over, her face beginning to blush from the humiliating treatment she was receiving. The groping continued for some time, her folds beginning to moisten from Emily's erotic touch, and from the guilty pleasure she felt from being humiliated and degraded in front of her beloved Senpai.
Then, with Sakura now becoming rather aroused, the girl released her grip on her luscious ass and took hold of Shirou's leash. Sakura glared at the woman with a mixture of anger and fear as she watched, helplessly, as she dragged Shirou over towards the bed in front of the pillory. Her intentions were obvious, but both of them were helpless to prevent her doing whatever she wanted.
Sure enough, as soon as she reached the bed, she grabbed hold of his shoulders and began to speak. Sakura glared at her with a look of pure anger as she talked about how she was going to "take something else from her", before giving her a vicious grin and, then, pulling Shirou into a deep kiss.
Sakura felt humiliated, angry and frightened. Seeing the man she loved more than anything being kissed by another woman and, seemingly, enjoying it felt utterly awful. Yet, at the same time, she felt strangely aroused at the sight of her beloved Shirou kissing the exotic and beautiful woman. Her juices began to flow once more as she watched, anticipating the next move with a mixture of fear, anger and arousal.
This is what I deserve. I deserve to be punished, to have to watch as Shirou is taken from me, Sakura thought, her self-loathing rising as she remembered why she was in this position. She had asked for punishment, and Emily was certainly delivering on it.
After what seemed like an eternity to Sakura, Emily finally came up for air. Then, to Sakura's great distress, she pushed Shirou down onto the bed. Sakura could barely watch. She knew what was to come next. This harlot was going to take her Shirou from her. She was going to fuck him whilst she was made to watch helplessly. Sakura glared at the woman once more but, to her surprise, Emily did not get onto the bed alongside Shirou.
"Don't worry, there'll be more where that came from", she said, walking back towards the somewhat-relieved Sakura, picking up a candle on the way, "you'll just have to be a bit patient."
With that, the woman strode towards her, beginning to stroke her hair. Despite the pain she was obviously going to inflict, Sakura felt relieved. Torture she could deal with. In fact, she found the thought of Shirou watching her being tortured somewhat arousing. But seeing Shirou abused and taken in front of her like that was a horrible feeling. Deep down, she knew Shirou would never betray her, but part of her still worried that he just might. That he might be so excited by this woman that he would forsake her.
Still, even if she could cope with torture, that didn't mean she enjoyed it. She began to shiver with frightened anticipation as the girl played with her hair for a few moments, before she spoke.
"Maybe a little taste of the pain we went through might keep things entertaining?" she mused, causing Sakura to shiver once more at what was to come. "At least for me."
With that, Sakura felt a sudden burning pain on her back as the girl dripped the hot wax onto her, causing her to let out a pained yelp. The girl, clearly enjoying tormenting her, continued to pour the wax over every part of her back, slowly moving downwards as she did so, each drip bringing another yelp of pain from the tormented captive. Tears came to her eyes as the girl continued to move downwards, dripping wax onto her soft backside and, then, down onto her thighs.
"Ahh... s..stop!" she moaned as the girl continued to torment her with the hot wax.
As the torture continued, Sakura couldn't help but notice that Shirou was hardening once more in response to the sight. Despite everything, that made Sakura feel a little better about herself, to know that watching her being tormented like this would turn him on so much.
Shirou
Shirou, feeling thoroughly spent, stood and watched the erotic sight of Emily groping his beautiful girlfriend. Part of him felt a twinge of guilt at seeing Sakura being abused this way but, thanks to Emily's contract, he could easily dismiss that, and simply focus on enjoying watching her being dominated by the beautiful, exotic woman, knowing that his own turn would come soon enough. Besides, he was her captive, there was nothing he could do.
And, sure enough, after a few more moments of groping Emily, looking somewhat regretful, grabbed hold of his leash and dragged him over towards the bed in full view of Sakura. He could see the angry glare Sakura was giving the girl as she spoke before, suddenly, he felt her lips crush against his, her hand on the back of his head and the vines tightening to ensure he could not fight back. Excitement flowed through him as the girl ravaged his mouth, enjoying her attentions and, further, enjoying the humiliation Sakura was obviously feeling from being forced to helplessly watch the display.
The kiss continued until Shirou felt himself becoming breathless, at which point the girl pulled away. Then, she pushed him down onto the bed, the vines holding him in place and preventing any attempt at escape. He awaited her next move with excitement but, to his considerable frustration, he was simply unable to harden just yet. The girl, however, seemed to have other plans in any case,
"Don't worry, there'll be more where that came from", she said as she walked back over towards Sakura, causing him to feel a strong tinge of anticipation, "you'll just have to be a bit patient."
Shirou watched as she walked back over towards Sakura, picking up a candle on the way. His anticipation grew even greater as he realised what she was about to do, and realised that the thought turned him on significantly. And, sure enough, after a little period of taunting Sakura, she began to torture her once more, pouring the wax on her back without the slighest hint of mercy. Shirou watched with pleasure, enjoying the pained moans his helpless girlfriend was giving off as her captor tortured her mercilessly and the pained look on her face.
As she began to move downwards, pouring the wax over Sakura's luscious bottom and wonderful thighs, Shirou felt himself beginning to harden once more, the tears forming in the captive girl's eyes as she screamed and moaned and the sight of the wax dripping onto her soft skin utterly intoxicating for him. He had never appreciated before just how much seeing a beautiful girl like Sakura in pain turned him on.
