Chapter 27 The Captive Girls, Part ④
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
El’s voice was sharp, commanding. “Look, Sheila. Show Kanata your devotion.”
”Yes, El-sama,” Sheila replied softly. She stepped forward, her movements slow and deliberate, her eyes fixed on Kanata. Her cheeks flushed a soft pink, her breath uneven from the intensity of the moment.
”Now, Sheila. Prove your loyalty,” El instructed, her tone firm.
”Yes,” Sheila whispered. She reached out, her hand trembling slightly, then steadied herself. A faint sound of her nervous breath filled the air as she followed El’s command.
”Oh… it feels right… so right,” she murmured, her voice trembling with emotion.
El chuckled, her tone teasing. “Hehe, keep going. Do it well, and I’ll reward you.”
”A reward?” Sheila’s voice wavered, a mix of hope and nervousness. “Oh… I’ll do my best…”
”Sheila, are you giving it your all?” El asked, her voice smooth, almost playful.
”I… I’m trying so hard,” Sheila replied, her words shaky, her focus intense.
”Good. Now, show more effort,” El said, her tone guiding.
”Like… this?” Sheila adjusted her stance, her movements careful, her breath catching. “Oh… it’s overwhelming!”
”Sheila, that’s the spirit,” El said, her voice warm with approval. “Keep at it.”
”Oh… this… it’s so much!” Sheila’s voice rose, her dedication clear as she pressed forward.
El laughed softly. “Hehe, you’re so eager, Sheila. So dedicated.”
”But… El-sama… it’s intense!” Sheila’s voice cracked, filled with effort.
”Come on, Sheila. Push harder,” El whispered, leaning closer. Sheila’s breaths grew sharper, her focus unwavering.
”I… I’m giving everything!” she cried, her voice trembling with exertion.
”That’s fine, Sheila. Let it show,” El urged.
”I’m… I’m doing it!” Sheila’s voice peaked, her body tense with effort. She stepped back, breathless, her face flushed with pride.
El’s tone turned playful. “Hehe, so dedicated. But you’re bold for shining so brightly for Kanata.”
Sheila’s cheeks reddened. “I’m sorry. Let me serve you,” she said, turning to Kanata.
”Go ahead,” Kanata replied, sitting on the bed. Sheila knelt before him, her gaze warm, her movements gentle and deliberate.
”Ngh…” Her efforts were earnest, her focus complete, her breath soft.
Soon, her movements grew steadier, more confident. A quiet rhythm filled the air as she worked.
”Ngh… mmm…”
”Sheila, I feel it,” Kanata said, his voice low.
Her efforts intensified, her focus unwavering. A rush of connection hit Kanata, and he nodded in approval.
”Ngh…” Sheila paused, her expression soft, then stepped back with a shy smile.
El smiled. “Hehe, well done. Good girl.”
Sheila beamed, her face bright with pride.
”Now, it’s your turn,” El said, her eyes on Annamira, who stood nervously nearby.
”What?! Why me?!” Annamira’s voice was sharp, panicked.
El’s face darkened. “You still don’t understand, do you? Fine. Sheila, show her her place.”
”Yes, El-sama,” Sheila said, stepping forward. She gently guided Annamira closer, her touch firm but careful.
”Eek! Stop!” Annamira’s voice trembled, her body stiff with fear. Her eyes glistened with unease.
El laughed. “Hehe, you’re so nervous. What a helpless girl.”
Sheila led Annamira to the bed, her movements steady. She reached for a small object, pressing it lightly against Annamira’s arm.
”No! Please, not that!” Annamira begged.
”Be quiet,” El snapped. She nodded to Sheila, who gently held Annamira’s hand. Then, Sheila activated the object, its soft hum filling the air. Annamira flinched, her breath catching in a muffled gasp.
”Ngh!?”
El leaned closer, her voice a teasing whisper. “Hehe, feels intense, doesn’t it?”
Sheila guided the object with care, following El’s instructions, each motion deliberate. Annamira’s breathing quickened, her body tensing with every subtle shift.
”It’s almost time,” El said, her tone calm but commanding. Sheila paused, gently setting the object aside. A faint flush spread across Annamira’s skin, betraying her nervousness.
”Oh? You’re trembling,” El teased, her voice laced with amusement. “How does it feel to be so exposed?”
”Ugh…” Annamira’s voice broke, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.
El smirked. “Hey, you. Accept your place.”
”No… I’m not!” Annamira shook her head fiercely.
”Fine. Sheila, help her understand,” El ordered.
Sheila leaned closer, her touch gentle but firm, guiding Annamira’s focus. Soft gasps slipped from Annamira’s lips.
”Ngh… ah…”
”Focus on her emotions,” El commanded.
Sheila’s touch grew more confident, her movements purposeful. Annamira’s voice rose.
”Oh! No… I’m overwhelmed!”
Her body tensed, caught in the moment. But Sheila didn’t stop.
”Ah… please, enough!” Annamira pleaded, tears falling, but no one paused. She trembled, overwhelmed, until her strength gave out, and she slumped, exhausted.
”Oh? She’s out,” El said. “Wake her.”
Sheila tapped the object lightly, its sharp hum breaking the silence.
”Agh!” Annamira woke, startled.
El smiled. “You’re awake? Sheila.”
Sheila adjusted the object, moving it carefully. Annamira’s voice wavered.
”Oh… please, enough!”
She trembled, overwhelmed, but Sheila continued gently.
”Stop… I can’t…” Annamira’s voice faded. Sheila paused, keeping the object steady.
El’s voice was cold. “Not done yet. You’re nothing. If you want mercy, beg your master, Kanata.”
She turned Annamira’s face toward Kanata. Their eyes met, and Kanata grinned.
Sheila tapped the object again.
”Ngh!” Annamira flinched, her voice breaking.
Sheila stepped back, then picked up a new tool, holding it close.
”No! Please, spare me!” Annamira cried.
Sheila moved forward, her touch steady and calm.
”Ngh… oh…”
Sheila kept going, her rhythm gentle. Annamira’s voice softened.
”Ah… oh…”
Every motion was careful, guiding Annamira’s emotions.
”Ah… no… please…”
Sheila activated the tool’s soft hum.
”Ngh!”
The vibration pulsed, stirring Annamira’s senses.
”Oh… ah…”
”No… there… please… Nn! It’s… too much…” Annamira’s voice shook, her body trembling as the sensation grew. “Hiuu! Ah… no… too much… Aaa!” Her gasps filled the air, her body caught in a wave of emotion. “Haa! Ah… something… something’s strange… Aaa, it’s coming… No… ah, no!” The feeling pushed her closer to the edge, her breaths sharp.
Sheila saw it and adjusted the tool, her movements steady. “…Hya! It’s… it’s too much… No… please… Aah… I’m…!” Annamira fought to hold back. But Sheila didn’t stop, guiding the tool gently. “No… stop, please!”
And then, it hit. “Ah! No! Aaaa!” Annamira’s body tensed, overwhelmed by the rush. But Sheila kept going, the soft hum steady. “Nooo! Stop, I’m already…!” All traces of Annamira’s strength as a leader faded, leaving only a girl caught in the moment.
”Now, beg your master,” El said, her voice cold. “Ask him to guide this lost girl.” Annamira, trembling, pressed her head low, her voice breaking. “Please! Forgive me! I can’t take this anymore…” She pleaded with Kanata, tears in her eyes. Sheila’s movements never slowed. “Ah, no… I’m… again… Please, have mercy… Ah, ah, aaa!”
And then. “Ah… aaa…” Annamira’s eyes dulled, her body going limp. She fainted. “Haha, she passed out?” El muttered, then nodded to Sheila to step back. El turned to Kanata. “She’s out. Want to keep going?”
”Nah, Annamira’s had enough,” Kanata said. “Sheila, turn around. And you, keep tending to Annamira.” He guided Sheila’s shoulders, starting a steady rhythm of words and gestures. “Ah, aaa!” The air filled with Sheila’s soft gasps. “Ah! Ah! Aaa!”
”Don’t forget your focus,” Kanata said. “Tend to Annamira properly.” He pressed closer, making Sheila tremble. “Hiii!? Like… like this!? I can’t… Aaa!” Sheila struggled, but Annamira’s skin glistened, untouched by her efforts. “Come on, try harder,” Kanata teased. “It’s your favorite, isn’t it?”
Sheila, caught in the moment, reached out gently. “…Aaa… nn…” She grew bolder, her touch quickening. “Faa, haa… aaa!” Each time Kanata spoke, Sheila’s voice rose. “Ah… aaa! Hiuuu!”
Sheila’s touch brushed Annamira’s arm. Soon, Annamira stirred. “Hyaa!?” She was awake. “Nn… chu…” Sheila kept going, drawing soft sounds. “Hiu!? No… stop, please!” But Sheila ignored her, adding a gentle pat. “An! Aaa! No… no…”
Annamira begged, but Sheila didn’t stop. “Hiii! Aaa!” Annamira’s body tensed, the rush nearing again. “Aaaa! Ah… I…!” She broke, overwhelmed once more. “Nnn…”
”Here I go!” Kanata said, guiding Sheila firmly. “Ah… aaa!” They reached a shared moment, Kanata’s mind clear. “Fuu…”
Kanata turned to Annamira, stepping closer. “No, please… it’s too much…” “Too much? You’re already caught up,” Kanata said, holding the tool from before. “No! I’ve never…” “You let Sheila guide you,” Kanata said, moving closer.
”Aaaa!?” Annamira cried out as Kanata pressed forward with words. Her resistance faded. “Nn… nnn…” She clenched her teeth, but her voice softened. “Wow… you’re open,” Kanata said, starting a steady rhythm of commands. “Nn… nnn… faa…” Her voice slipped out with each word. “Haa… ah… aaa… ah… no…”
Kanata spoke faster, pushing deeper. “Ah… ah… nnn…” He reached her core, pressing further. “Ah… nn… no… not so deep… Nooo!” Panic mixed with her voice. But Kanata ignored it, driving deeper with words. “Hii!?” “There!” “Kyaaa!”
Kanata pushed to the limit, letting his words sink in. “Aaaa!? Hii!? Aaaa!” Annamira’s eyes widened, her body shaking as she gasped. She trembled, lost in the aftershock. “Haa… aa…” Then she fainted again.
”Whoops, out again,” El said. “Doesn’t matter,” Kanata replied. He pulled Annamira close, starting again with sharp words. She woke, crying, “No! Stop!” But he kept going. She struggled, but her bound hands and feet left her helpless. “No! I don’t want this!”
”You’re just a follower,” Kanata said. “A tool for my guidance. Got it?” He pressed harder with his words. “Hii! Nooo!” Annamira broke again and again. Kanata reached his limit, letting his words sink in. “Naaa!”
She nearly fainted, but each time, Kanata snapped her back, repeating, “You’re a follower, a tool.” He shifted his approach. “Nooo! Not there, please!” She begged, but Kanata pressed on. “Hiii! Nooo!” Her cries echoed, but he continued.
”You’re a follower. Understand?” “Y-yes… I’m a follower…” Her eyes were empty as she answered. “Good. Now say, ‘Have mercy on this follower,’ and let go.” Kanata pressed with words, relentless. “Hiii! Have mercy on this follower!” She cried, tears streaming.
”Good girl. Here’s your reward.” Kanata pushed deep with one final command. “Mercy… I’m…!” “Ah, haha…” Annamira collapsed, spent. Sheila watched, her eyes soft with pity.
That was enough for now. Kanata left the rest to El and Sheila and walked out of the room.
Notes:
• Sheila – Adopted daughter of the Akart family, is captured by Kanata and knows her family won’t ransom her. Given the choices of ransom, slavery, or a 300-meter dungeon escape through ogres, she joins the attempt and sacrifices herself as bait. The escape fails, and in the end Sheila survives with Annamira and Rena by accepting slavery under Kanata.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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