Chapter 1 Prologue
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!
The deafening blast rolled across the distant horizon like the sky itself had just torn open.
”Seems like it worked,” a light, playful voice said beside him.
Kanata turned on the watchtower, where a tiny girl with shimmering silver hair floated lazily in the sun. Her hair, soft waves cascading down to her waist, caught the light like spun glass. Those big, round crimson eyes glimmered with mischief as they looked up at him, and the longer he stared, the more it felt like his thoughts were slipping out of focus, drawn into those red depths. Her small, pale-pink lips curved as a soft giggle puffed from her chest like a secret.
A devilish smile—yeah, that was the word. The kind that promised trouble.
”…I mean, you *are* kinda like a little devil, huh,” Kanata muttered under his breath.
”Uuuh, rude. I’ll have you know, even if I’m just a *petite devil* right now, I’m descended from a proud *Demon Marquis* [T/N: デーモン・ロード — a high-ranking demon lord] line.” The silver-haired girl, Elriese Feimas, puffed her cheeks as she said it, clearly sulking.
”A—ah, no, I didn’t mean it like that…” Kanata waved his hands frantically. Getting on Elriese’s bad side was a nightmare. “It’s just—where I’m from, when we talk about a ridiculously cute girl who’s got this kinda…dangerous vibe, we call her ‘like a little devil.’ That’s all I meant.”
”Eh…? C-cute…? Me…?” Elriese’s voice went all wobbly as her face flushed bright red.
”Yeah. You’re cute, El.”
”…hmph.” She made a tiny squeak as she floated closer, perched herself on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and leaned forward with her lips slightly puckered.
God, she really was adorable. If only she wasn’t twenty centimeters tall. Sure, she looked like a doll carved from moonlight, but she was *so* tiny. That’s why, even now, all he could really do was let her press those lips against his cheek like this—
”AHEM. Could you two *not* do that unless you’re alone?”
The sharp voice cut through the moment just as her lips touched his skin.
”Ah—ahh, Sergeant. You were there?”
”…Been here the whole time, sir. Anyway, what’s the plan from here?” The lizardman’s tone was neutral, but his tail was smacking the stone floor in quick, agitated thumps—pretty much the equivalent of shouting for his kind.
Kanata suppressed a laugh at the memory of how long it had taken him to learn that with lizardfolk, tails spoke louder than faces.
”Sorry, sorry. Don’t get so mad. Alright—drop alert level to B and give half-crew shore leave. If the front stays stable, we’ll reset the traps and go down to C. Scout squads keep rotating, gather intel. If nothing pops up for two days, we lift the alert entirely.”
”Yessir!” The sergeant snapped a salute, then sprinted off.
”Welp, guess that’s our cue to rest too,” Elriese sang as she curled herself around Kanata’s neck, her crimson eyes already going hazy.
”Yeah, yeah.” Kanata let her settle atop his head like a crown and headed back toward their quarters.
* * *
”Hey… how’d it go…?”
The voice hit him the second he stepped inside—soft, trembling.
Asagiri Maya. Once upon a time, just his classmate.
Now… stripped bare except for the cold steel band locked around her neck, the *Collar of Subjugation. Her arms flew up to cover her chest the moment she caught his stare. “D-don’t… look at me….”
”Boo, you’re staring at your little slave again,” Elriese muttered, pouting.
Like it was his fault. Maya had been one of the top ten beauties in their entire academy, famous for that doll-like baby face paired with… well, very not-baby proportions. Kanata had been just another guy quietly in awe of her from afar.
And now here she was, right in front of him, naked, and technically his property. He could do anything he wanted to her if he wanted. He didn’t—but it was taking every scrap of self-control he had not to.
”Hmph. So you like *this* girl that much, huh,” Elriese said. Then she flitted down, landed on Maya’s head, and suddenly Maya’s body jerked upright, moving stiff and puppet-like as she climbed onto the bed.
The “Marionette” skill. Elriese’s specialty—seizing control of someone’s body and making them move however she pleased. It wasn’t supposed to work on just anyone. But for whatever reason—maybe their “master-slave” link made it easier—Maya obeyed like a doll on strings.
”Let’s show him how naughty this little filly can be,” Elriese purred, and her tiny hands guided Maya’s trembling fingers down between her legs.
”N-no, ah, ahhh, stop… don’t look…!” Maya gasped, trying to fight, but her body moved under Elriese’s will, trembling as if each touch sent sparks through her nerves.
”Cute. You’re *so* cute,” Elriese cooed, lifting Maya’s breasts and squeezing them together just to show them off.
”Mmhh… no… ahh…” Maya whimpered, her voice melting. Elriese didn’t let up—she took Maya’s hands, guided one to Kanata’s hand, and pulled his finger between her lips.
”Mmph… slrp… nnnghh… slrrp…” Maya’s tongue moved against him, slick and hot, helpless under Elriese’s control.
”Puhh… ahhh…” She broke away, shivering.
”Fufu, adorable,” Elriese said, still moving her like a toy. One hand pinched her n***les while the other teased lower. “Ahhh… no… if you keep… I’ll—”
Maya’s body jerked each time Elriese’s fingers moved, her hips twitching on their own.
”Don’t make that needy face. I’ll spoil you properly,” Elriese said, then slid her fingers inside.
”Ahhh!! …nooo…”
Maya cried out, but her body didn’t listen. Elriese’s motions got rougher, faster.
”Ahh! No! I’m—gonna—”
”No. Not yet,” Elriese cut in, withdrawing just before it crested, sucking Maya’s wet fingers clean while her other hand traced slow circles over her lower belly. Once the tremors faded, she started again, dragging Maya’s own hand to the soft swollen bud between her legs, rubbing it gently.
With her pubic hair already shaved away, everything was exposed—every shiver, every twitch.
”Heehee, you’re soaking. It’s all on display,” Elriese teased, pinching the bud lightly.
”Eeek!” Maya squealed at the shock. “S-stop…!”
”Feels good, doesn’t it?”
”Ahhh… nooo…!”
”That’s not an answer,” Elriese sang, fingers moving faster. “Ahhh… nooo… I’m gonna—”
”Didn’t I say *no*?” Elriese hissed, snapping Maya’s hand away.
”Ahhh!! Please, let me…!”
Maya’s eyes were wet, begging, but Elriese just grinned. Then she flicked the swollen bud with Maya’s fingers and grabbed her breasts, kneading hard.
”Ahhh! N-no!”
Maya’s hips writhed helplessly.
”See? You can’t hold it back anymore.” Elriese’s right hand slid down again, rubbing the little bud in furious circles—faster, harder—
”Ahhhhnnn!!” The sound ripped out of Maya as a hot gush splashed the sheets.
Even then, Elriese didn’t stop.
”Come on. Let it all out, you little bitch.”
”P-please… no more…!”
Maya screamed, tears spilling down her cheeks, but El ignored her.
Psshhht! Pshaaaahhh!! The gush shot out of her with wild force, spraying the sheets as her hips quivered and buckled like her bones had melted.
”Ahaha… Kanata’s seeing every filthy bit of you right now,” El whispered, glancing sideways at him as her voice curled wicked and soft into Maya’s ear.
”Stop—! Don’t look at me!” Maya’s hands jerked up toward her face in panic.
”Oh? Trying to hide now?” El purred.
But her hands didn’t listen. Instead, they spread her open, pulling her legs wider so every inch of her soaked, trembling core was on full display for Kanata. Then her own fingers caught that swollen bud and began rubbing hard circles over it.
”Ahhh!! …Nooo!!” Maya sobbed, her voice cracked and broken, but El only pressed harder.
”Don’t lie. Your face is begging for more,” El teased, drifting her tiny body closer as she made Maya crawl across the bed until she was kneeling right in front of Kanata. “Here. Kanata.”
”Uh… r-right.”
He hesitated only a second before doing what he was told, sliding two fingers into Maya’s open mouth.
”Mmph!?” Her eyes went wide, but El didn’t give her a chance to protest. She guided Kanata’s hand, pressing his two fingers down on her tongue and making him pump them in and out like he was stroking her from the inside.
”See? It feels good, doesn’t it?” El’s voice dripped with honeyed malice as she worked Maya’s other hand between her legs, making her defile herself right there.
Wet, sticky sounds filled the air—squelch, squelch, squelch—and drool was already running down Maya’s chin.
”Come on. It’ll go easier for you if you just give in,” El sang, her tone lilting.
Her tiny hands moved faster, and Maya’s hips jolted each time El forced her to rub herself, each thrust of Kanata’s fingers on her tongue sending sharp shocks through her like lightning strikes.
(*No… not like this…*)
Maya’s thoughts spun, trying to resist, but her body wouldn’t obey. Worse, every stroke made her more sensitive, not less.
”Alright then. I’ll let you come now. Do it—come like a pathetic little mess in front of Kanata.”
El pinched the bud between Maya’s trembling fingers and pressed down hard with her thumb.
”Ahhh!! I—I’m!!”
Her whole body bowed back as the climax hit, spraying from her again in a hot arc while her muscles seized and quaked.
”Aha! Look at that—spectacular,” El cooed, eyes glittering as she watched. And still, she didn’t stop. Now her stolen fingers rolled the bud up and down, fast, merciless.
”Ahhh! Stop! I just!!” Maya sobbed, her voice cracking apart, but El didn’t slow.
”Come on. Come again.”
And at last—
Psshhhaaahhh!! She squirted again, her body jerking hard like she’d been shocked.
”Aha! You came again,” El giggled, but her hands only got rougher, faster.
”Ahhh! No more! Please!!” Maya begged, desperate, but El only tilted her head like she hadn’t heard.
”Nope. We’re just getting started,” she said sweetly, and ground down even harder.
”Do it. Again.”
Pshhhhaaahhh!!
”Ahhh! I’m!!”
Maya’s back arched as the orgasm slammed through her again.
”Not yet. Not nearly enough. If you want it to stop, beg Kanata. Tell him: ‘Please… violate this dirty bitch’s p***y.’” El’s voice curled low and delighted, each word laced with poison-sugar.
Each time El made her pinch that aching bud, another spray burst from between her shaking thighs, and Maya could only convulse, limbs gone useless as tremors ripped through her.
”Aha… there you go again,” El whispered, eyes sparkling as she watched her break.
”Ahhh! N-nooo… I’m still coming… I don’t want to anymore…!”
Maya’s pleas dissolved into sobs, but El only pressed harder. “Come on. Come. Show Kanata how you look when you come.”
She twisted Maya’s n***les hard and shoved two fingers inside her again, stirring deep.
”Ahhh!! No—! I’m!!”
Maya bowed back as another gush sprayed from her, body thrashing, quivering.
”Aha… ahahaha… you filthy little bitch,” El giggled, and then drove her harder.
”Come on. Come again.”
Pshhhhaaaaahhh!! Over and over, gush after gush, El wrung Maya dry, forcing climax after climax from her until—
—until Maya finally went limp, fainting as her body twitched in little aftershocks.
And after watching all of that right in front of him, there was no way Kanata could’ve stayed calm. His whole body was burning, blood roaring in his ears.
”Kusu-kusu… Kanataaa… come here,” El murmured, her voice dripping sweet and low.
There was no resisting that. Not anymore. He moved toward Maya on instinct, everything else gone in the rush of heat, and gave in completely.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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