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

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Michael and Emily

Both of them took the story in, Emily with a concerned look and Michael with a simple look of acceptance.

"Well, I suppose that's the missing piece," Michael noted, more to himself than to anyone in particular, "But...it doesn't really sound like everything went wrong. From what you're saying, I'd guess more than a few things did go wrong, but things worked out in the end, didn't they? After all, I'd imagine that you and your sister have at least been trying to patch things up, unless I'm horrifically wrong about the kind of person you are, and you're continuing your study of magic on your own terms, instead of blindly following whatever traditions your elders set for you when you were younger."

Emily gave the immortal a questioning look at that, wondering if he was pushing too far before deciding that it was his own grave he'd be digging, not hers.

"Though, if that was all there was to it, then things might be a bit different in the here and now," Michael noted, "That aside, I suppose that will suffice for knowing a bit more about one another."

[Elf]

Rin

"We have been patching up and making for lost time, but now I live in London and she's still in Fuyuki.  She does look over my lands while I'm gone, which is nice," Rin said with a shrug.

She looked at her drink, toying at it. 

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Michael and Emily

Michael considered her words for a moment, quickly realizing that it probably wouldn't be very conducive to her own goals if she started dwelling on her sister and, through her, that man she was still apparently carrying a torch for.

"So...why this London place?" Michael asked, "Is it the only place you could find a tutor for this Second you referred to, or just that that tutor was the best?"

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Michael

As Sakura went up, supported only by her ample breasts, the immortal was quickly made aware of his own throbbing need once more, each pulse feeling almost painful as he watched the purple head moan and scream in the utter agony he was putting her through. Surprised only for a moment by this, Michael continued his pattern, or rather the lack thereof, of whipping her at varied intervals. It wasn't long, however, until he noticed the fair bit of dampness between her legs as well. The idea that she was somehow getting aroused by this too somehow managed to get the immortal harder still as he made his way behind her, continuing to whip her breasts at random, though now only able to get one at a time. Leaning in, Michael nibbled lightly on her ear as his other hand reached around to rest on her stomach before tracing its way down between her legs.

"Looks like you're getting all hot and bothered about this too," Michael remarked, whispering into her ear, "As much as you're complaining about this, it looks like you've got a bit of a masochistic streak, doesn't it?"

With that, the immortal would start to rub at Sakura's damp folds, pressing himself up against her back and nibbling lightly on her ear and neck. After a few moments, however, Michael's fingers slid up to rub that nub at the apex of her folds for a bit before starting to pinch and pull at the nub.

[Elf]

Rin

"Oh, London is sort of the headquarters for the most elite magi.  To be able to study at the Clocktower is a great honor," Rin said with a sigh, "Even though apparently I'm some backwater magus who will never be recognized because I'm Asian.  So it's just a vicious cycle."

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Michael and Emily

The immortal allowed a moment to consider that before nodding.

"I suppose that kind of discrimination happens no matter where you go," Michael mused, "Unfortunate that it holds back even one as talented as you. That said, you didn't come here to reminisce about such regrettable circumstances, so I must apologize for bringing it up."

"I mean," Emily piped up, "Surely there were some decent people there, no?"

[Elf]

Rin

Rin smiled and said, "Yeah.  There were a few good people there.  Luvia.  Roderick . . . "  She shrugged and said, "And now I'm here."

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Michael and Emily

Michael resisted the temptation to quirk an eyebrow and instead deigned to simply listen.

"Well, if nothing else, if you could find friends in a place like the Clock Tower, then there's no reason you can't do the same here," Emily pointed out, "I mean, I'd say you already have made a couple friends already."

[Elf]

Rin

Rin blinked at that and then nodded.  "That's true, and I got out of Sakura's house, so that's good too."

"Just, the real kicker is that everything I'd been working on for the last couple of years?  Gone.  It's all back home.  And Sakura's like, 'Use Faust's research . . .' And it's in German and in some sort of code.  At least I have scotch."

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Michael and Emily

"Well, if all else fails, I'm sure you can find someone to at least translate it," Emily suggested, "But you came here to get away from all that, didn't you? To do something for you, and no one else. It's honestly quite refreshing to see a reminder that people can do that sort of thing of their own accord, after the multitudes I've had to coax out of their shells...but no matter. The question at hand is what you want, I suppose."

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura's agony continued unabated as her sadistic captor whipped her breasts over and over, her breasts almost feeling like they were about to be torn off. Her agonised screams reverberated around the room as the burning pain continued, every strike from the crop adding to her suffering. At the same time, the slight arousal that her suffering and helplessness were causing her remained consistent, doing nothing to temper her unbearable suffering but, instead, merely adding a level of sexual frustration to the physical torment.

Sakura's mind, clouded with pain, was just barely aware enough to notice that her torturer had moved from in front of her. However, she was in far too much pain to really understand why, only vaguely noticing that the pattern of torture had been changed, with her captor now focussing on one breast at a time, rather than alternating between the two. Her torture continued endlessly before, suddenly, Sakura felt her tormentor begin to nibble gently on her ear.

"Ohh", Sakura moaned in between her screams of pain as he began to move his hand around to her stomach and, then, down towards her damp folds.

Sakura's arousal quickly began to grow. His hot breath on her ears, his sensual nibbles, his gentle touch, all of them turned her on. Most of all, though, she was aroused by the situation she was in. She had been bound, brutally tortured and, now, she was totally at his mercy. He could do anything he liked to her, and the thought of that turned her on immensely. Soon, she heard his voice in her ear.

"Looks like you're getting all hot and bothered about this too", he whispered. "As much as you're complaining about this, it looks like you've got a bit of a masochistic streak, doesn't it?"

Sakura blushed red with embarassment. She felt totally degraded and humiliated. He was torturing her in the most painful ways he could think of, and yet she was turned on by the thought of what he might do next. And, throughout, she was still in unbearable agony, her breasts suffering wave after wave of pain as he whipped them again and again, the pain from bearing her entire body weight on the sensitive mounds only growing as time passed.

Her humiliation soon grew worse when he began to massage her dampened folds. She was not in any fit state to resist his ministrations, and her juices quickly began to flow freely as he combined his skilful ministrations with sensual nibbling of her neck and ear, the occasional hint of pleasure now joining her screams of agony. Soon, he had moved his hands up to play with her sensitive nub, her arousal clearly growing as he pleasured her, the hints of pleasure in her moans growing greater as her clitoris became ever-harder.

Then, though, her captor began to apply a new torment, pinching the hardened nub roughly before pulling on it harshly. The hints of pleasure in Sakura's moans soon reduced as he began to torment her sensitive bud, but her arousal nevertheless remained, growing steadily greater and greater as her torturer continued to use her body as he wished.

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Michael

In spite of the torture he was heaping upon her, to the immortal's minor surprise, Sakura was still seeming to enjoy this to some degree even through the agony.

"I'm actually a bit impressed," Michael remarked, pulling harder at Sakura's clit, now adding a twisting motion to the torment he was already heaping upon the sensitive bud, "That you're actually still feeling pleasure, if anything growing more aroused even, as this keeps up."

With that, the immortal tossed the crop off to the side, deciding he wouldn't need it anymore. With one hand now freed, Michael traced that hand up to Sakura's breasts, roughly groping the constricted swells before taking a moment to pinch and pull and twist at her nipples.

"Hope you enjoy this just as much," Michael mused before putting his mouth back to work on her ear and neck, now tugging at the lobe occasionally, or biting a bit harder whenever the whim struck him.

[Cherry Lover]

Dom Rider

Rider enjoyed the sensation of the captive girl screaming into her sensitive folds but, to her annoyance, the girl stubbornly refused to begin licking despite her obviously-hopeless situation. However, Rider knew that the girl's defiance was ultimately futile. Even if she could withstand the agonising pain she was in, if Rider did not release her then she would eventually suffocate. Sure enough, Rider soon felt the girl's tongue beginning to lave desperately at her folds.

Rider smirked at the girl's desperation, soaking in the feeling of power and domination over the rebellious "slave". Her arousal quickly returned as the girl frantically licked her, her muffled screams and obvious desperation adding to the arousal. Rider's panting became quicker and louder, and she felt herself rapidly approaching her peak. Enjoying the girl's desperation and wishing to punish her further, Rider held back her orgasm as long as she could, her pants and moans growing ever-louder until she could hold back no further.

With one last lick from the captive girl, Rider let go, allowing herself to cum with a huge scream of pleasure, her juices juices spraying all over Emily's face and into her mouth as she continued to hold the girl in close, still not allowing her to breathe. Finally, Rider came down from her high and, not wanting to suffocate the girl, she released her grip on the back of her head. However, her sadism and desire to punish the defiant "slave" were still both strong forces and, so, she did not release her grip on the chains attached to the girl's sensitive nubs, still pulling on Emily's clitoris and nipples as hard as she dare, ensuring that the captive's ability to pull away to get a proper breath was limited.

Rider looked down at the captive girl with a sadistic grin on her face, still panting as she came down from her orgasm, enjoying watching her "slave" struggle to regain her breath. After a little while, she spoke.

"That was very good, slave. If it were not for that futile act of defiance, I might have rewarded you for your skill. As it is, though, you will be punished most harshly for your insolence", she said, a sadistic tone to her voice.

However, she did not move just yet, instead continuing to watch the captive girl, pondering what punishment to inflict on the girl next as she enjoyed her struggles.

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura's suffering continued unabated, the agony in her breasts such that she could not focus on anything. Yet, he was still seemingly not satisfied with the tortures being inflicted upon her, and continued to abuse her without any sign of stopping. He began to tug harder on the sensitive bud, before giving it a painful twist, eliciting a scream of pain from the captive girl.

"I'm actually a bit impressed", he said, "that you're actually still feeling pleasure, if anything growing more aroused even, as this keeps up."

Sakura blushed from humiliation once more, still moaning from the agonising pain running though her breasts. She was utterly at his mercy, he could do anything he wanted to her and, despite the feeling of humiliation and degredation she felt from that, the idea definitely did turn her on. Even so, despite her slowly-growing arousal, she was in far too much pain to be truly enjoying her plight.

Suddenly, though, the constant and painful strikes of the whip to her breasts stopped. Sakura breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that her ordeal might finally be over. Perhaps he intended to fuck her once more. Even the most painful sex would be better than the agony she was in right now, even if he denied her the chance for release as he had before.

Sakura's optimistic thoughts soon came to an end, hoeever, when she felt his hand reach for her bound and stretched breasts. She let out a hiss of pain as he began to grope the tormented flesh, each squeeze bringing her further pain as he sqaushed the over-stretched mounds. Then, with his other hand continuing to torment her erect and sensitive clit with sadistic tugs and twists, he began to perform the same acts on her defenceless nipples. Each pinch, pull and twist brought her yet more pain, and caused more agonised moans and hisses. Underneath the blindfold, her tears were now flowing freely as she pleaded silently for him to stop.

"Hope you enjoy this just as much", he said as he began to nibble at her ear and neck once more, a little harsher this time.

However, as pleasant as the nibbling was, Sakura just wanted the torture to end.

"No.. AAAHHH.. stop no.. AAAAHHHH... not enjoy.. AAAAHHHH.. stop.. AAAAHHHH.. please st.. AAAAHHH.. stop", she moaned, barely capable of coherent thought due to the agony she was in.

But, despite her pleading and her truthful statement that she was not enjoying the torture he was putting her through one bit, his sensual nibbling and the rough treatment he was inflicting on her caused her arousal to steadily rise, her folds becoming gradually more and more damp. She was nowhere near orgasming yet, but she was certainly turned-on.

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Michael

Finding himself aroused to no small degree by the sounds Sakura was making, to say nothing of how her vain pleading was admittedly turning him on, Michael decided to continue his current ministrations for a while, drinking in her humiliation and suffering like it were the finest cuisine. After a long while, however, the immortal decided that it was high time to try something else.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you aren't enjoying this?" Michael queried with a final harsh tug on both her clit and the nipple he was toying with at the time, "Well, I suppose it's high time we try something else then."

With that, the immortal slowly untied Sakura ropes hanging her by her breasts, taking a few moments to admire his handiwork whilst she was still blindfolded and with her arms bound behind her. Considering the situation for a moment, the immortal buried a hand in her hair and pulled her along by it back over to the bed. Pulling her onto the bed proper, Michael soon climbed on as well, forcing the girl onto all fours, with her head facing the bed, her hair hanging down around her head as if to conceal what the blindfold already hid.

"I suppose that's been enough pain for now," Michael say, groping the soft ass that was presented to him so nicely, "And I could use a bit more relief anyway. Seeing as you agreed to let me do with you as I pleased, I suppose there's nothing wrong with this, then."

With that, the immortal spread Sakura's ass open before sliding his throbbing length home, forcing himself all the way to the hilt and allowing a moment to appreciate the tight heat surrounding him. With the moment gone, he proceeded to start thrusting in and out of Sakura's ass without even the slightest bit of consideration for the purplehead.