Chapter 46 #3
“She’s got great tits for this one,” I explained.
“Already, the rope is pinching them a little bit, but if I tighten this center rope… See how they’re tensed and strained now?
On a human, this squeeze will start to turn her boobs purple as the blood gets trapped.
I’m not sure what will happen to an angeli, but all that pressure she feels? ”
I grazed my palm across the angeli’s breasts and laughed when she tried to get away.
“All that blood flow makes them more sensitive. Anything you do to her breasts will be far more intense. Lastly, let’s add a crotch rope to get a similar effect going with her pussy. It doesn’t have to be too rough, but again, we’re making her uncomfortable.”
After tying that rope down between her legs and pulling it taut, driving the rope up and between her lips, I stood back to admire my work.
“What else can we do to steadily increase the pain for her?” I asked.
Solara thought. “Clothespins?”
“Excellent. Get one on each of her nipples and then pick other sensitive places where she’ll really feel that pinch. Around her breasts is always good, but down the edges of her ribs and stomach are good too.”
When that was done, I added, “We can change up the discomfort as we go. Drae’s suction cups are a good follow-up to clothespins, especially for breasts like hers.”
“Oh, don’t worry,” Solara said. “I remember how this feels.”
“Good. She will too. Now, we’re going to add some light whipping, something with barely any force. It should shake the clothespins but not knock them loose.”
I stood back while Solara did as I asked, the silk of her short whip making light whooshing noises when it slid across the angeli’s skin.
“And this takes us back to where we started,” I continued. “She’s dancing around, reacting to that little bit of pain, and that’s putting even more discomfort on her body as those ropes twist and rub.”
I gently patted the rope between the angeli’s legs. She released a deep, animalistic groan.
“What’s the last piece of pain we’re missing?” I asked.
Solara thought but didn’t have the answer.
I walked around behind the angeli and pushed the small of her back to get her swaying a little bit.
“We need to control her thoughts as much as we control her body. Right now, she’s thinking a little bit about how those ropes feel, but mostly she hates me for doing this to her.
That won’t do. The only thing on her mind should be the here and now, enduring what’s happening while fearing what might be next. ”
With a tug, I pulled on a clothespin, stretching the angeli’s nipple until her pain was high pitched.
“See? Hard to think about anything else but the moment now.” To the Angeli, I said, “If you’re a good girl and do what Solara says, you’ll be rewarded. If you disobey, you’ll be punished. Say, ‘yes, master,’ if you understand.”
The angeli’s golden eyes stared at me, defiant.
I flicked each of the nipple clothespins.
“Say it.”
She still refused.
I gripped the base of both clothespins and pulled the angeli toward me, letting those hard pink nubs feel all of her bodyweight fighting my force.
The angeli started to squeal and protest. I didn’t understand anything she was saying because of the gag, but the tone of her muffles was easy enough to decipher.
“If you say it, I’ll stop, or should I take another step back?”
I slowly leaned away even more.
“Yeth, Mathter,” she managed, a dribble of her spit rolling down her chin. I released, and she moaned as her body swung back to center.
+1 Will point.
“Relief is a kind of pleasure,” I explained.
“So is earning a reward after a struggle. Hear the reaction she gave me before she gave in? You want to ramp up to hit that peak of intensity, and give her more commands to follow. Train her to do what you say. The harder she fights back, the more you punish her.”
I reached between the angeli’s legs again and stroked the rope pressing against her clit.
“She’s not far from breaking. Another 30 minutes of play, and she will beg permission to cum. Get creative. Have fun. Keep yourself entertained above all else, so if you want to do something different, do something different.”
Solara nodded, focusing intensely on retaining the lesson.
“Before I go…” I released one of the clothespins, rubbed my fingers back and forth on the angeli’s nipple and then took it in my mouth, sucking hard. The angeli yelped and screamed. “That never gets old. Mmm. I love it every time.”
I dropped the clothespin in Solara’s hand. “Have fun, my treasure,” I said, kissing her on the cheek and making my leave. The echoes of angelis in blissful pain followed me down the hall.
Later, while I reviewed how many soldiers I still had in the tower reserves, Solara appeared, pulling me into her arms, pressing her chest against mine. “The last ingredient is 10,000 good-aligned levels. May I?”
She leaned in. Her kiss tasted of vanilla, and her lips felt like drinking from a fountain of ambrosia.
-10,000 good-aligned levels.
-5 Progress to Your Fall.
Progress to Your Fall: 76 / 100 (Abaddon, King of the Abyss)
When she pulled back, she said, “It’s done. Seraphim Slayer is complete.”
“Good girl. Tell me when the bomb is done.”
She smiled and stood on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear. “I can’t wait to have your cum inside me again. Watching you train is so arousing.”
“Soon.”