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  "See? It's not as bad as you feared, right?" purred Akeno as she id over Jinah, using gravity to press her body against her trainee.

  Jinah nodded, her face red. She had spent over an hour now in what Akeno called a vacuum bed, tightly sealed between two yers of tex with only her head sticking through the hole in the top sheet.

  The combination of the tight bodysuit she still wore, the vacuum packing, and Akeno's weight over her body, gave her a strong feeling of oppression. But strangely, she didn't dislike it. It even felt… both arousing and comforting.

  She partly suspected that it was due to Akeno herself. The perverted girl possessed a natural magnetism that turned into outright devilish allure whenever she smiled in that way, and Jinah would feel an urge to please Akeno, to keep her looking at her in this way, with eyes full of both lust for Jinah herself, and complete confidence that she would get her way.

  It was a huge surprise for her, as she had never previously felt any attraction toward a girl, but when Akeno went all out on the seduction, she didn't think anyone would be unaffected.

  "It's… not bad." finally said Jinah. "I never suspected that I would be a closet pervert, but… I can't really deny it."

  "Not after five orgasms, you can't." grinned Akeno. "I like that you are honest about it as well. Not every maid in Noah's harem started this way."

  Akeno started moving her body up and down against Jinah's rubber-covered form.

  "Since you mentioned them, what are my future colleagues like? I'd like to know, since it looks like we're going to spend a lot of time together."

  "You should call them Sisters. That's the term we agreed upon between ourselves. But to answer your question, they are, varied. Most are very kind-hearted, and the few who aren't are at least smart enough to appear that way and make efforts to get along with everyone. They know that Noah won't tolerate any bullying or passive aggressiveness, and no one wants to be on his bad side."

  "How did they join?"

  "A lot were saved by him, like Reina-chan, who you spoke to. More came to him because they wanted something that only he could provide, be it reviving a loved one, or the powers he can share. Those abilities can be a powerful incentive for those who have to fight regurly, when it can become the difference between life or death for oneself and one's companions."

  "As a Hunter, I wholeheartedly agree." smiled Jinah.

  "Yes. Others still started as friends, and Noah seduced them slowly. I belong in that category, by the way. Others still, because they already had a taste for bondage and for being dominated and saw in Noah the best Master to take care of them. And then there are the formers enemies."

  "Former enemies?" gasped Jinah as Akeno used her right hand to tease her clit.

  "Yes. Like Elisabeth, who tried to hypnotize Noah to make him her sve, or Raynare, who attempted to kill Suzu, another one of Noah's girls, because the factions they belonged to at the time were at war. Now Raynare is a happy member of the harem, a huge masochist eager to do anything for her Master and to earn his praise, or some 'sweet discipline'."

  "…I haven't asked you, Jinah. Do you have any preference regarding your training? Any fantasy you would like for me or Noah to fulfill? There are different kinds of maids in the harem, and I could specialize your own training if that direction if you wish."

  "…Not really. The fantasies I had mostly involved normal sex with handsome celebrities. Bnd stuff in your eyes, I guess."

  Akeno nodded, and Jinah started to have a hard time focusing as Akeno's body rubbing was having its effect.

  "But what do you mean, different kinds of maids?"

  "Well, it's not like there are official categories, but I'll give you a few examples. Ren, who is probably the strongest member of the harem, is into pet py. She had a special tex suit with paws instead of gloves, and she likes simple things such as being pampered while having her head on Noah's p. As the leader of a powerful faction, she had a lot of responsibilities, and when she's a pet for Noah, she can just let go and rex for a while."

  "I understand that." nodded Jinah. Until she became a hunter, her whole life had been about studying, in order not to waste the efforts and sacrifice Jinwoo made for her. But that also put more than a little bit of pressure on her shoulders, as failure to excel was unacceptable. She could immediately understand the allure of setting expectations and duty aside for a while, to experience something as simple as cuddling or a p pillow.

  "Naruhime has a broken personality, due to being confined and subjected to horrible experiments before she met us. She preserved her sanity by embracing the abuse, pretending to herself she loved it, until the lie became truth. As a result, she has a violent streak and can only rex when she is bound, and the more intense the bondage, the better, as far as she is concerned. She's easy to get along with, as long as she gets regur bondage sessions. If not, she gets cranky. The first time she met Noah, she immediately tried to punch him and only calmed after he handled her like a cute kitten."

  "Alice is into enforced chastity. She wears a belt that will randomly do light teasing during the day, more intense teasing on the evenings, and, maybe once a week on average, she goes to Noah and ask him to remove the belt for a moment and give her a good fucking, never knowing if he will agree, or make her stew a few more days. She loves both the uncertainty, the feeling of helplessness, of being controlled, and the sweet torment."

  "Elisabeth likes being forced to humiliate herself in front of Noah, as well as reluctant pys where she pretends to be unwilling while he takes her roughly."

  "Asuna is a switch, liking both being dominated and dominating other girls of the harem. She had her own pet sve, Chiyo, a submissive girl serving both Asuna and Noah eagerly. I am a switch as well. And I am thinking that, maybe, you would like to be my pet."

  Jinah gasped as Akeno sucked on her left nipple while her hands pyed with her clit and right breast.

  "I… I don't know… Oh god, it feels so good."

  "It's fine if you don't decide now, about your training. We'll do all sorts of pys in the next few days or weeks, so you will know what you like and do not like." grinned Akeno.

  Jinah nodded, straining against the tex holding her as she could feel the next orgasm building.

  …

  "Please excuse me, is this Tokiwadai High School's dormitory?" asked Takina to a girl with long light brown hair tied into two wavy pigtails with small red bows, wearing the uniform of Tokiwadai High School. She, strangely, had a brown leather band around her right thigh that seemed to hold many long steel nails, and a green and white armband around her right biceps. She looked to be around eighteen or nineteen.

  "Hum? And who might you be? I have never seen you before." suspiciously asked the girl, standing her feet spread wide and with fists on her waist, squinting her eyes at the group.

  "Hi. We just came to Academy City and arrived this morning! We're new students! I am Chisato Nishikigi, and this is Takina Inoue, Hitomi Chigusa, and Tamamo Enfield." grinned Chisato.

  "I understand. Welcome to Academy City and Tokiwadai, then. I am Kuroko Shirai, a level 4, and a member of Judgment. Do not cause trouble, or I'll arrest you."

  "Judgement?" asked Chisato.

  "There are many organizations in Academy City. Some are official, some are not. Judgement is made of Students with Esper abilities and is in charge of maintaining public order." said Kuroko, pointing to her armband. "Skill-Out is our non-Esper counterpart and has a lot of teachers in it. So, do not use your power to cause disturbances. Speaking about power, have you been tested already?"

  "Yes, we just came back from it." smiled Chisato.

  "Do you mind telling me your level, and the name of your Ability? I'm a level 4 teleporter." asked Kuroko.

  Chisato considered for a second. The researchers having tested their abilities (or so they thought) had mentioned that they would be entered into a public database, so there was little point in treating it like a secret.

  "My ability is called Magic Gun." said Chisato as she manifested her gun, before putting it back in her inventory. "I can fire paralyzing or lethal energy bullets with it, and it is considered level 3."

  "Mine is level 4, and called Light Sword." shrugged Takina, using Hard Light Arsenal to create a sword in her hand.

  "I'm a level 3 Esper." said Hitomi. "My power has been dubbed Shinobi. If I step into a shadow…"

  Hitomi demonstrated by standing into the shadow of a nearby tree, and Kuroko blinked. She could see Hitomi, knew she stood there, but it felt like her awareness of it had become slippery, and she would forget about her the instant something distracted her.

  Hitomi stepped out of the tree's shadow, and Kuroko nodded.

  "And I am a level 3 fire user. The researchers called it Ghost Fire." nodded Tamamo, creating a ball of blue fmes.

  "I see. Thanks for showing me. I am sure that with the curriculum you will follow at Tokiwadai, your abilities will grow. My Onee-sama started as a level 1, but with a lot of efforts, she has grown all the way to level 5, and is one of Academy City's strongest people!" boasted Kuroko.

  "Oh, that's impressive. What is her name?" asked Chisato.

  "She is Mikoto Misaka, the Railgun!"

  "Ohhh. Even we newcomers have started to hear about her. I look forward to meeting her. Is she also a Tokiwadai student?"

  "Yes… Follow me, I will guide you to the dormitory. A word of advice, though. Do not break the dormitory's rules. The supervisor is a very scary woman. She's a demon! She will snap your necks!"

  "Oh? Who is this scary woman, this demon you are talking about?" asked a tall woman in her te twenties, with long, dark brown, straight hair and wearing thin oval gsses, wearing a dark gray business suit.

  "Gak!" flinched Kuroko, as she started to tremble violently.

  Chisato blinked, as she had not noticed the woman coming closer.

  Kuroko's head slowly turned, making the noise of a door in bad need of some grease.

  "N-N-Nothing a-at all. I-I was just inf-informing the new students that b-breaking the rules would h-have s-scary c-consequences, Sup-Supervisor-sama." uttered Kuroko, her teeth cttering. The poor girl was absolutely terrified.

  "Better." nodded the woman, coldly staring down at Kuroko. "Punishment should be exacted on those who break the rules. Especially on repeat offenders. Don't you agree? Shirai?"

  "Y-Yes! I c-completely agree! O-One hundred percent agree!" replied Kuroko with a vehement nod.

  The supervisor nodded and turned her attention to Chisato and the others. When their gazes met, Chisato gulped instinctively. Even though she was almost certain that she would defeat her in a fight, there was something in that woman that triggered her fight or flight response, like she was facing an unfathomable predator.

  "You must be the new students I heard about. I have prepared two rooms for the four of you. I trust that will not be an issue?"

  "Not at all." smiled Chisato.

  "Follow me, then." said the dormitory supervisor, turning away, and Chisato and the other followed after exchanging a gnce. One the way, the supervisor told them about the rules, which mostly boiled to 'don't use your powers in the dormitory, don't break curfew, don't cause trouble with other students.'

  Too bad Chisato intended to break the curfew rule on the very first night.

  …

  "Welcome back, Medea." smiled Sakura as she materialized in front of them.

  "Thank you, Sakura. I learned many things about that group."

  "Noah could tell us about them as well, but please make your report first."

  "I followed the white machine to their base, an abandoned train station about five kilometers from here. I counted forty-two members of that group, many of them armed with assault rifles. They only possess one machine. They didn't mention the name of their group while I observed them, but their leader is someone named Gai. The young woman we met is called Inori. She delivered the metal cylinder to him, and Gai opened it, revealing an injector, which he immediately used on himself."

  "He gained some kind of strange power from it. Gai tested it on Inori, extracting from her chest a rge sword without harming her. He revealed to his subordinates that he previously could see the souls of people in the form of objects or weapons, and now, thanks to the so-called Power of the King, was now able to extract and use them. But he mentioned that if those objects or weapons were destroyed before he could put them back into the unconscious bodies of the people that he extracted them from, they would die."

  "Now that he has this power, Gai intends to intensify their fight against the GHQ. After learning about this, I decided to return."

  "Thank you, Medea." nodded Sakura. "From what Noah told us, there was a virus outbreak, maybe two years ago, originating from a meteorite. A very strange virus, causing gray crystals to grow from the infected' bodies. The organization GHQ was formed by the other nations to put this part of Japan under quarantine and study the virus to find a vaccine or cure. That, however, is only a fa?ade for the public, as the top researcher leading the GHQ from the shadows, one Shuichiro Keido, intends to use the virus to cause humanity to evolve, or some other nonsense that doesn't really matter, since we'll just kill them before they reach their goal."

  "What matters is that the GHQ soldiers treat Japanese people like trash, are allowed to execute them simply by ciming that they are infected, and Funeral Parlor, that's the name of that resistance movement, is trying to stop them. The girl this Gai loved was the patient zero, Mana Ouma, and Gai believes that Keido can somehow use the power of the king, that is reted to the virus, to bring Mana back from the dead, using Inori's body as a vessel, and make her the queen of the newly evolved human species. And he sees himself as the king, of course."

  "More crazy people. We join Funeral Parlor and destroy the GHQ?" asked Darkness.

  "We do that, but also deal with that meteorite and cure the patients infected by the virus, to fulfill the two quests Darkness received. There aren't that many people really infected, according to Noah, probably a few hundred patients. Gai is infected as well, which will provide us with part of the leverage we need to fulfill Noah's request."

  "What did Noah req…" started Medea, before she blinked. "Oh, girls."

  "Exactly." snorted Sakura. "From the intensity of his gaze when he asked, I think there are some he really, really wants to… meet."

  "Did he provide a list?" asked Medea.

  "Inori, Ayase, and Tsugumi."

  "I have seen all three of them. They are indeed beautiful, and seem to be competent people." nodded Medea.

  Sakura rose to her feet and smiled at her two companions.

  "Let us go meet them, and offer this Gai a deal he won't be able to refuse."

  …

  Fifteen minutes ter, Sakura, Darkness and Medea opened the massive door of the abandoned maintenance hangar attached to the equally abandoned train station, entered, and closed the door behind them. Medea created a ball of light and made it float above their heads, illuminating their immediate surroundings.

  Sakura fearlessly walked to the middle of the hangar, then stopped, looking up and to the right side, and smiled. Medea's light wasn't powerful enough to reveal every part of the hangar, but her night vision allowed her to easily see the dozens of people hiding behind the support pilrs or the inner balcony, and she easily found the one Noah had described to her.

  Medea and Darkness stopped beside Sakura, ready to defend themselves and Sakura if bullets started flying.

  Gai, frowning as he realized that the leader of the intruders was looking straight at him despite the darkness, signaled with his hand, and the lights were suddenly turned on.

  "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" asked Gai.

  "My name is Sakura Tohsaka. My companions are Latina Dustiness, although she goes by the name Darkness, and Medea Enfield. I apologize for the sudden intrusion. We came to offer you a deal."

  "A deal, you say?" replied Gai, doubt evident on his face.

  "Yes. One that would be massively beneficial to you personally, as well as Funeral Parlor as a whole. But if I will not discuss its details while craning my neck upward."

  Gai nodded, understanding that Sakura didn't want to appear to be negotiating from an inferior position, even if only a symbolic one. He jumped down from the balcony, nding with feline grace, and walked closer to them, stopping three meters from them.

  "I am willing to hear your proposal."

  "The three of us are willing to join Funeral Parlor for a while, and we will obey your orders, as long as they pertain to fighting the GHQ or the Apocalypse Virus. And we will provide your group with complete health coverage."

  "In return, we will choose three members of Funeral Parlor to become our disciples, and after the GHQ is dealt with, they will accompany us on our travels for a while. Additionally, you will help us reach a specific pce somewhere on the pnet, whose location we do not know yet, and will not for likely a few months."

  Gai didn't answer immediately, as he found something deeply disturbing about those three.

  "Are you… machines? You aren’t human."

  "That is quite the rude thing to say." frowned Sakura.

  "You do not have a soul." ftly stated Gai.

  "Every sapient being possesses a soul, not just pure humans. I assume you cim that we aren't human because you do not see our souls, but just because you do not see them doesn't mean we do not have them. They are simply shielded from your so-called Power of the King."

  Gai nodded dubiously, as he didn't really believe her, but could not refute her cim either.

  "Medea is different, though. I can see hers, although there is something strange with her."

  "And would our peculiarities stop you from considering our proposal?" asked Sakura, not wanting to start a long briefing about Heroic Spirits at this point.

  "Maybe. I do not like making deals with unknown parties who have unknown motivations."

  "I understand." shrugged Sakura. "But I will point out that if we had hostile intentions, most of you would already be dead, and the few we have an interest in would have been incapacitated and put under restraints. We you have seen us do is only the tip of the iceberg. Why would we waste time trying to be subtle when we could just overpower you?"

  Gai nodded again, as it made sense that those three women wouldn't have shown their full capabilities in a fight where they essentially only defended once and one-shot the two GHQ Endves, and their apparent disregard for the rifles pointed at them made him wary of them.

  "Assuming that what you said about your intentions is true, your offer is rather broad in interpretation. First, what is this pce you wish to reach?"

  "…some of my contacts are searching for something. Something far more dangerous than the meteorite that carried the Apocalypse virus. They are confident that they will locate it within a few months, a year at most. When they give me its location, my companions and I will go over there and destroy it. That is our primary goal. Our secondary goal is to find a few interesting disciples, and three among your group have caught our eyes."

  "Who?"

  "Inori, Ayase, and Tsugumi."

  "What, why us?" excimed Tsugumi from the balcony. She was a petite young woman with long bck hair in a hime cut and eyes that seemed to be either purple or gray, depending on the lighting. She wore a dark blue and gray, skintight pilot bodysuit, even though she wasn't actually a mecha pilot, and a headband with antennas shaped like cat ears. Sakura knew from what Noah had said that she was their technical specialist. The small white drone, called Funnell, was her creation, and she acted as a coordinating officer during fights.

  "Our arts can only be learned by women, and from what we have seen so far, the three of you are competent in your respective domains. You should become competent magicians as well."

  "Well, you got the competence part right, at least." nodded Tsugumi. "But how do you know our names in the first pce?"

  Sakura looked at Medea, and the tter nodded before dematerializing, and reappearing a few seconds ter, ignoring the shocked gasps.

  "Medea followed you after the bridge incident earlier tonight. And our contacts already knew a few things about your group as well."

  Gai didn't bother asking about who those contacts may be. As the leader of a cndestine organization, he knew Sakura wouldn't reveal anything allowing their identification. Maybe one of his suppliers?

  "And you are saying that if we reach that agreement, you will teach them the abilities you demonstrated earlier?"

  "That, and so much more." nodded Sakura. "I did mention healthcare coverage. We are able to heal any injury, no matter how old or serious. To take a concrete example, if Ayase agrees to become our disciple, she will be able to walk and run again." smiled Sakura, looking at the girl on a wheelchair. She had caramel brown eyes and long brown hair styled in a ponytail. Ayase was the one who had remotely controlled the white mecha earlier, and wore a burgundy red pilot suit with white and bck accents.

  Ayase flinched, then looked angrily at the trio.

  "There are matters you shouldn't joke around! Is it fun to you, to reopen wounds like this and give false hope to people?"

  Sakura sighed. She used Shunpo to reach Ayase, picked her in her arms before she could react, and returned to her original position, already starting to heal her.

  "You! Unhand me! You have no right to…" yelled Ayase after her thought processes unfroze.

  "…As you wish." shrugged Sakura, setting her on her feet, but keeping an arm firmly on her waist for support.

  "… to touch me like… like…" Ayase abruptly stopped as she realized that the arms around her waist wasn't carrying her entire body weight. Most of it was done by…her feet.

  Not daring to believe it, she tried to put more strength into her legs and straightened her posture, and the pressure of the arm around her lessened.

  She could… actually… stand.

  "You still have your muscle memory, that's good. You won't need much reeducation, if any." nodded Sakura, releasing her.

  Ayase shifted her weight from one foot to another in disbelief, staring down at her legs. They moved as she wished. She could feel her legs, once again. After years since the accident, the sensations felt strange, but she welcomed them like a drowning man would welcome a buoy.

  Her shoulders shook, and she burst into tears.

  Tsugumi ran down the stairs to reach Ayase and stopped before her, not daring to believe it either, then she tightly hugged her best friend.

  "T-Thank you." said Ayase between her sobs.

  Sakura nodded with a satisfied smile, before returning her attention to Gai.

  "We can cure the victims of the Apocalypse Virus, too. So, about that deal?"

  Gai was still staring in shock at Ayase, and shook himself, warily watching Sakura. She had just demonstrated not just her ability to heal serious injuries, but also to move almost instantly over significant distances.

  And that was when he understood that he didn't really have a choice. They really could defeat Funeral Parlor easily, even if he had just acquired the Void Genome and gained the Power of the King.

  He sighed and gestured for Inori to come closer, and she jumped down from the balcony, her nearly expressionless face pivoting between Ayase, Sakura and Gai.

  "Inori, Ayase, Tsugumi. Are you all willing to learn their magic?"

  "If that is what you want, Gai." said Inori, her voice just as devoid of emotion as her face.

  Ayase looked up at Gai, then nodded.

  "Will it be painful?"

  "Not particurly. The first lesson is, but we will block the pain, you will only feel an itch."

  "Alright, I'm in." decided Tsugumi.

  "I agree to your deal. Welcome to Funeral Parlor." nodded Gai. He still had some deep reservations, but he simply couldn't pass such an opportunity, for many reasons. He wasn't even sure they would accept being told 'no'.

  "Thank you." smiled Sakura, mentally congratuting herself for taking the first step to secure the girls Noah-sama wanted.

  Had Akeno been present, it would only have been a simple matter of making them sign a soul contract preventing them from abandoning the training before it was complete, or divulging any detail about what kind of training they would be subjected to.

  But Sakura didn't have the ability to create soul contracts, nor did she have Corruption. She did, however, have a Sanctuary, will all those convenient tools inside. And she had a pn.

  She, as well as Darkness and Medea, would start by teaching them Magecraft and some basic things like body reinforcement, to get them some tangible benefits, reduce their vigince and whet their appetite for more. Then, at some point, Sakura would tell Gai that she needed to take them on some isoted trip somewhere for two weeks, to teach them the next major step of Magecraft.

  Two weeks would become over five months, thanks to the Sanctuary, and that would be when their real training would start.

  …

  After concluding their agreement with Gai and the rest of Funeral Parlor and healing everyone who needed to be, Sakura, Darkness and Medea chose a nice condo in a high-rise building, one housing an old couple without children, and knocked on the door. With a pouch full of newly created diamonds and a bit of hypnosis, that couple just decided to go on a year-long cruise around the world and let their "distant retives" to house-sit.

  "That is a nice pce." nodded Medea as she looked around.

  "Yes. Darkness, take the Sanctuary from your inventory, please. I remember promising you something."

  "Yes!" grinned Darkness as she eagerly gave Sakura the requested item.

  "Medea, do you wish to be alone for a while, watch as I discipline Darkness, or maybe, take part?" smiled Sakura.

  "…I wish to watch, if you do not mind." said Medea, blushing. She had yet to engage in carnal activity with Akeno or any of the others, but she had a pretty fair idea of what to expect. And she was interested.

  Sakura nodded and teleported them with her to the basement.

  "Strip, Darkness." immediately ordered Sakura as she did the same. She quickly put on her favorite bck leather outfit, the same one she wore when she started training her sister.

  Sakura tossed a bck tex bodysuit to Darkness, who started putting it on.

  "Strip to your underwear, Medea." smiled Sakura.

  "Ah? Do you intend for me to participate?"

  "No. Not unless you change your mind. But there is watching, and then, there is watching."

  Medea didn't understand what Sakura meant by that, but she shrugged and made most of her clothes disappear, now in a set of white cy underwear.

  "You really are a work of art, Medea." smiled Sakura, aware that the Greek sorceress was particurly sensitive to praises over her appearance.

  "T-Thank you." replied Medea, embarrassed.

  "Come over here. You'll have a good view." said Sakura as she pointed to a dder made of bck steel tubes.

  Soon enough, Medea found herself bound to the dder with four leather cuffs.

  Sakura fastened one of the special colrs around her neck, and kissed Medea.

  Medea froze in surprise for a second, then melted into Sakura's arms with a soft moan.

  "I'm done." said Darkness, eager for her session to begin.

  Sakura pulled back, nodded at Medea, and inserted a pill vibrator in Medea's panties, setting it on medium. She then took a red ball gag.

  "Open wide, Medea."

  Medea nodded and opened her mouth.

  "There. Good girl. Now you can 'watch' as I torment Darkness." grinned Sakura as she fastened the strap tight.

  "Mmph!" nodded Medea.

  "Over there, Doll. It will lift its hands."

  "Yes!" happily replied Darkness as she helped Sakura fasten strong leather cuffs around her wrists. The cuffs were tied to a strong metal bar, tied by a chain to a hoist on the ceiling.

  Sakura tied more cuffs on Darkness's ankles, linking them with more chains to bolts on the floor.

  "In a moment, I will activate the hoist, lifting it off the ground. I will only stop when all its limbs are taut, and it has no room to move. Does it like that? Does it want to be completely helpless?" asked Sakura as she drew a Stop rune on Darkness's left cheek to limit her strength.

  "Please." vehemently nodded Darkness with a dopey smile.

  Sakura smirked as she walked away, taking from a cabinet what had to be the room's most intimidating gag. The penis shaft was abnormally thick and long, and Darkness would have no choice but to deepthroat it.

  Darkness groaned lustfully as the gag filled her mouth completely, and kept going. Sakura fastened the strap extra-tight, much to Darkness's delight, and stretched a thick tex hood over her head. The hood only had openings for her ponytail, her nostrils and a small one for her mouth. Sakura made sure the holes were correctly aligned before zipping the hood shut.

  Sakura next fastened a leather posture colr around Darkness's neck.

  She then activated the hoist to lift Darkness, until she was stretched by her bonds, her toes a few centimeters off the ground.

  Sakura used her smartphone to sync to the catsuit Darkness wore, locking it, and activating its edging function.

  "Mmoph!" loudly moaned Darkness as her crotch and breasts were subjected to the suit's stimution, making her feel like she was being tormenter by what felt like feathers, rubbed, licked, or vibrated.

  Sakura grinned as she pced another Stop rune on Darkness, this one meant to stop her from cumming. She then selected a tool from one of the hangers. A leather flog.

  "It has been good." decred Sakura as she nded the first blow on Darkness's butt, and the blonde crusader almost quivered in her bonds as she groaned lustfully into her gag.

  "But even good sves need to be kept firmly disciplined." nodded Sakura while delivering another blow.

  "To stop them from psing." another blow, another moan.

  "From growing compcent."

  As she delivered her 'reward' to Darkness, Sakura also observed Medea's reactions. She was definitely getting in the mood.

  Sakura smiled, thinking that in an hour, two at most, Medea would want to join after all. Sakura decided that she would make for a great tex maid.

  After nearly two hundred strikes all over her body, Sakura put the flog back and untied Darkness. She colpsed on the floor, moaning as she immediately started masturbating. But she was only making things worse for herself, as she couldn't cum.

  Sakura watched her edge herself for a minute before ughing.

  "Such a disgusting ck of discipline. It will stand at attention, hands behind its back." commanded Sakura.

  Darkness groaned in mixed lust and despair, and struggled to stand quietly, her fingers interced behind her back. Sakura returned to her with a bck leather armbinder and slid it up her arms. She fastened the straps over her shoulders tightly, and ced it tighter still.

  She picked her in her arms and sat in the bed in front of Medea, Darkness in her arms.

  "Medea, do you think it is beautiful like this?" asked Sakura as she ran her hands all over Darkness's body, making her squirm and moan endlessly.

  Medea nodded with a grunt, fascinated, and wondering how the tex-encased girl must feel right now.

  "In a few minutes, I will remove the hood and gag, and it will get an opportunity to show me how eager it is with its tongue... And when I'm satisfied, I will remove your panties and the rotor, have it kneel in front of you, and will ask you if you wish for it to help you get some relief. How about it?"

  Medea, very aroused by the rotor buzzing against her lower lips, and the scene she had watched, barely hesitated a second before nodding.

  "Very well. Once we are both fully satisfied, the doll will be put strapped down to the pole and left for the night to cool down and rest. Or maybe not, if I forget to turn off the suit's teasing." ughed Sakura.

  Sakura's cruel words only made Darkness even more aroused, even though she was already well past the point where she would normally orgasm. Her body was almost quivering with desire. To be objectified, turned into a pything and used without bothering to ask for her opinion, then put away with no regard for her own satisfaction, and possibly having to endure even more edging for hours...

  This was bliss.