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Since his resurrection in another world, Kazuma Satou had been subject to every embarrassment under the sun and then some. He’d been saddled with a party full of useless idiots who could barely function in society, and he was somehow expected to lead them to defeat the Devil King. Most of the reward money he earned from adventuring was spent paying for Explosion-induced property damage or a certain so-called goddess’s astronomical bar tab. He’d even died more than a few times, and not even in an awesome way he could brag about at the tavern later.
And the less said about Megumin’s little “Holy Sword Excalibur” prank, the better.
But even after everything he’d been through, Kazuma wouldn’t hesitate to describe his latest defeat as the most embarrassing moment of his adventuring career. To say his team had been mercilessly crushed would be an understatement. His skills and luck, Megumin’s Explosion magic, Darkness’s inhuman durability - none of it had been enough to stop the monster that had attacked them in their own home and defeated them with barely a hint of effort.
On its own, such an occurrence wouldn’t have even cracked the top ten worst things to ever happen to Kazuma. But there were other factors involved, and chief among them was the identity of the woman currently jabbing Kazuma’s butt with the pointy heel of her leather boots.
“Go on, say it, bitch! Which one of us is useless now? Is it the adventuring bitch-boy with a locked-up cock and a mouthful of his own dirty socks, or is it the flawless, beautiful goddess who handed you all your asses?”
“Mmt’f sthll yhh! Nhm lhh mh gh mlrhhdmm!”
“Wrong answer, bitch-boy!”
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
Suffice to say, when Kazuma had woken up this morning, he hadn’t expected to spend his day yelping into a gag while a leather-clad Aqua flogged his ass with a riding crop. If he had, he might have thought twice about buying that dubious intelligence-boosting potion he found in Wiz’s shop and slipping it into Aqua’s beer at dinner. Or at the very least, he would have taken a closer look at the warnings on the bottle, particularly the part about “intensified sadistic urges, especially when taken with alcohol”.
Unfortunately, not only had Kazuma failed to take any of these precautions, but he’d blindly accepted when a seemingly-drunk Aqua suggested they should all take a bath together as a team-building exercise. Once everyone was naked and disarmed, Aqua had struck, taking control of the bathwater and attacking her party with uncharacteristic skill and ferocity.
Upon regaining consciousness, Kazuma had found himself in the master bedroom with Aqua looming over him, wearing an outlandish leather outfit he could only assume she’d dug out of that box in Darkness’s closet labeled “BORING STUFF, NOTHING OF INTEREST IN HERE, PLEASE DON’T OPEN”. Between the domino mask, the tight corset top, the elbow-length gloves, and the impractical high-heeled boots, she looked like she’d stepped straight off the cover of a hardcore fetish magazine - which, incidentally, could also be found in bulk in Darkness’s closet.
Aqua’s state of dress, however, had been a lot less worrisome than his own. The good news was that he was no longer naked. The bad news was that Aqua had forced him into a skintight black rubber bodysuit. Not only was the suit way too stifling in the summer heat, but the sleeves and legs had some kind of built-in corsets that kept his arms and legs folded double, forcing him to walk on his elbows and knees.
Aqua had called it a “bitchsuit” once or twice, but he wasn’t sure if that was the proper name or if she was just teasing him.
Whatever it was called, it came with a number of accessories that Kazuma could’ve happily gone his whole life without being subjected to. A thick, bulky, rigid collar had been locked around his neck, preventing him from turning his head. Linked to it was a sturdy leash, which Aqua had tied to one of the bedposts to keep Kazuma from roaming too far. His mouth was sealed behind a leather muzzle gag strapped around his head, keeping both of his balled-up socks trapped inside his mouth.
Worst of all was the tight metal cage locked around his member, which poked out of the bitchsuit through a zipper over his crotch. The more aroused he got, the more his dick would twitch painfully against the cage - and despite his best efforts, Kazuma was quickly becoming very aroused.
How could he not, when Aqua was forcing him to look across the room to where his other teammates were suffering their own punishments?
Megumin had gotten off easiest out of all of them. Despite the potion’s potent effects, even Aqua still had standards, and she wasn’t willing to do anything too serious to the young arch wizard. Instead, she’d simply gagged and blindfolded her with a few strips of cloth, then encased her in a magical floating ball of water from the neck down. No matter how she kicked and struggled, her limbs couldn’t break through the surface of the water, nor could she cast any Explosion magic while gagged. Her ears had also been stuffed with cotton, preventing her from hearing any of the lewd activities going on around her.
With Darkness, however, Aqua had gone all out - and from the looks of things, the busty blonde crusader wouldn’t have liked it any other way. Her wrists and elbows had been locked behind her back with custom-fitted metal bands, forcing her to push her already impressive chest out for all to see. Her bust was further enhanced by a strict rope harness that tightly squeezed the bases of her breasts, making them bulge out even more. Another set of metal bands was locked around her legs, frogtying them just like Kazuma’s, and there was an enormous steel ring strapped between her lips. The size of it was enough to make Kazuma’s jaw ache just looking at it, but it didn’t seem to have any effect on the volume of Darkness’s fervent moans.
And speaking of things that looked extremely painful to Kazuma, she was helplessly suspended by dozens of tentacles made of magically animated water, which were taking turns roughly fucking Darkness in every hole. Those that weren’t currently pumping into her mouth, pussy, and asshole occupied themselves by whipping the panting, mewling blonde all over her body. Her tits, her ass, her thighs, even the soles of her feet - nowhere was off-limits for the ruthless tentacles.
Needless to say, Darkness was having the time of her life. Going by the tone of her screams and moans, Kazuma was pretty sure she’d had at least two orgasms so far, and neither she nor the tentacles showed any sign of slowing down.
“Pay attention to me when I’m punishing you, bitch-boy!”
WHAP!
“MMMMGH!”
Another stinging blow to Kazuma’s rear was enough to draw his attention away from Darkness’s jiggling, glistening breasts and back to Aqua, who was somehow maintaining both of those complex magical constructs simultaneously, even while her attention was focused on him.
“Dammit, did the intelligence boost make her better at controlling her magic, too? Or was she just too lazy to do anything like this before?”
“You can resist me all you want, but it won’t change a thing!” Aqua taunted him, tapping against his caged cock with the tip of her crop. “By the time I’m done with you, you’re going to worship me as your goddess and lick my boots like a good bitch-boy! Even if I have to break you like the Eris-worshipping slut over there!”
Looking over at Darkness, who had just started squealing and thrashing in the throes of her third orgasm, Kazuma wondered whether it counted as “breaking” someone if they were a horny, masochistic ultra-sub to begin with.
“And once I’ve finished training you, I’ll show this whole lousy town exactly who I am! That undead hussy at the shop, that annoying prosecutor who took all my stuff to pay off your debt…”
She punctuated that last one with another three painful slashes of the crop, striking hard enough that Kazuma instinctively bit down on the socks in his mouth to stifle his screams.
“Even that thief girl who hangs around the guild every now and then! Sure, she hasn’t really done anything to me, but something about her really bugs me, so I’ll punish her too! I’ll make everyone bow to me, and start my own kingdom! Who needs to bother defeating the Devil King when I can live like a queen right here?”
As Aqua continued on with her megalomaniacal rant, Kazuma could only hope the potion would wear off sooner or later. It wasn’t like any of them would be escaping on their own anytime soon - the awkward positioning of his arms made it nigh-impossible to use any of his skills, Megumin was still beating fruitlessly on the inside of her watery prison, and Darkness was… well, she was being Darkness.
“But before all that, I’m going to finish making you my bitch once and for all!” Aqua finished. Suddenly, Kazuma’s blood ran cold as he felt another zipper opening on his bitchsuit, this one over his posterior, and heard the sound of jingling belt buckles behind him as Aqua strapped on a new accessory to go with her outfit. His fears were soon confirmed as she kneeled down behind him, pressing something hard and rubbery against his now-exposed asshole.
In that moment, Kazuma swore that as soon as this potion wore off and Aqua was back to her usual useless self, he was going to personally punish her in ways that would make even Darkness sit up and take notes.
“Brace yourself, bitch-boy! It’s about time your goddess gave you her blessing…”
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