What Kalte emerged to on the other side this time left her reeling, her eyes wide as she took in the devastation around her. She was in a city… which had been practically levelled! Smoke rose from the craggy remains of the buildings, some of which were still just about standing but most of which had been reduced to mere piles of stone and mortar. And in some places there were even what were almost certainly dead humans half buried in the rubble, and no doubt countless more underneath.
Kalte had seen some pretty messed up things in her life… but this was close to the top of the list. What kind of monster could cause such wanton destruction? Some kind of demon? And not the good kind like Amelia and her family…? Or… something else?
“Oh… what have we here?” said a voice behind her which made Kalte whirl around with arms up, ready to fight. But when she saw the voluptuous woman striding towards her through the wreckage, clad in a very tight-fitting battle suit, white at the chest and waist, black at the midsection and brown at the hips and upper thighs and all trimmed with yellow. She had glossy very dark-purple hair that fell down to the small of her back and held down with a large white headband and her face was adorned with a smug-looking smirk that instantly told Kalte she was not a friend.
“A survivor, hmm?” the woman stopped in front of Kalte. “Dear, dear… that’s not like me. I must be losing my touch.”
“You did this?” Kalte bristled. “You’re the one responsible for destroying this village?”
“Oh, so you weren’t in it when I destroyed it?” the woman laughed, tossing her head backwards to let her hair flow out behind her like a wave - damn she was attractive! “Well that’s something at least. But of course now that you’ve seen my face I’m afraid I’m going to have to deal with you. It’s truly nothing personal. But I can’t afford to let anyone stand in my way.”
“What possible motive could you have for causing destruction like this?” Kalte growled, feeling her anger boiling to the surface as she formed two icy swords in her hands once again.
The woman looked mildly surprised. “Ice Magic?” she blinked, before her lips creased into a wide smirk. “Oh, how unfortunate for you. This won’t take me too long.”
Kalte thundered forwards - she may not have known anyone in this village but she was damn sure she was going to avenge them! But the woman calmly raised a hand and intoned the words, “Arc of Time…” And quite abruptly Kalte’s swords vanished into thin air as if they disappeared into a mist. Kalte screeched to a halt and stared down at her empty hands in shock, while the woman just laughed at her reaction.
“Arc… of Time…” Kalte murmured. “Why… does that sound familiar…?”
“You might as well surrender and let me kill you now,” she smirked as she pointed her hand at a nearby wall, which suddenly crumbled and cascaded debris down towards Kalte, who tried to block with a shield of ice only for that to wither away before she’d even finished forming it. The Ice Elemental dove forwards, desperately rolling out of the way of the stony barrage and only just avoiding getting crushed before suddenly the woman was in her face, flying towards her with an ornate silver blade that looked like it the hand of a large clock that she’d generated out of thin air in her hand. She swiped down at Kalte, who ducked and lost a few hairs as she jumped backwards and launched a huge pillar of ice like a giant battering ram at the attacker. But, as with everything else, the pillar fizzled out of existence before it touched the woman.
“Ice cannot touch me,” she smirked. “And my guess is that’s the only trick that you have.”
“Not quite,” Kalte grimaced and swept her hands in together to generate a huge snowstorm out of nowhere that blasted down the street like a horizontal avalanche to envelop the woman, blowing back her hair and yet, to Kalte’s frustration, seeming to have little effect on her as she raised a hand and the blizzard seemed to miss her, the snow that would have hit her evaporating and allowing the rest of it to pass by on either side of her.
“Snow is no different to ice,” the woman yawned.
“If my powers are no good then I suppose I’ll just have to rely on beating you without them,” Kalte raised her fists and thundered forwards, throwing herself into a full forward flip and bringing her foot down towards the woman’s head. She dodged to the side nimbly, but as Kalte whirled around to follow her she raised an arm with an unbearably smug, gloating smile plastered across her features.
Some kind of large, crystalline sphere appeared out of nowhere in her hand and she spun around to fling it through the snowstorm at tremendous velocity, barrelling through the air towards Kalte. Kalte swerved sideways with intent to dodge it but suddenly the orb multiplied, splitting off until there were dozens of them, all the same size as the original.
“FLASH FORWARD!” her adversary cried and all of the orbs homed in on Kalte at once. She dodged and twisted wildly but it was no good. All the orbs whooshed around and followed her movements until they struck her, and the Ice Elemental screamed as she was pummelled from all sides at once by dozens of orbs. She was able to form a shell of ice around her skin at the last second to protect her from the brunt of the attacks, but she was still battered to the ground under the vicious assault. Even when she punched and kicked at the orbs they somehow swerved around her attacks and impacted with her body and by the time the assault ended she found herself lying in a Kalte-shaped dent in the stone road she’d been standing on.
“Ghh… nnghh…” she grunted as she forced herself to roll onto her front, all but one of the orbs vanishing as the remaining one returned to the hand of her adversary.
“Willing to give up and just die yet?” the woman asked sweetly. “I admit you’re tough and perhaps you would have proven a more worthy adversary with another kind of magic. One that’s not so easily affected by my Time Magic. But you, and all other Ice Make Mages… are simply powerless before me.”
“Ice… Make… Mages?” Kalte’s eyes widened, a sudden realisation hitting her like a cannonball to the face. That was the word used to describe mages like Gray Fullbuster and Lyon Vastia - two men she knew from the world where her good friends Kira and Krystal lived. And Gray sometimes, albeit rarely, spoke of a woman he used to know - the daughter of his teacher… and a woman with magic called the Arc of Time.
Was it… was it possible… that this woman was Ultear Milkovich?
But that was not possible surely. From what she knew of Ultear she had given her up her life in an attempt to save people from attacking dragons years ago, back when Kira’s wife Wendy Marvell had not even become a teenager yet! The woman that stood before her was not only very much alive but definitely did not seem like the kind of person who would be willing to make such a sacrifice… but then again, she did remember that Ultear had also been part of a Dark Guild, committing atrocious acts in an attempt to bring about a world where she could travel back in time and live her life again…
…atrocious acts like destroying cities, for instance.
Just like now.
Kalte latched onto the remote in her pocket, mercifully undamaged under the previous assault thanks to her quick icy shell. Was it possible that this remote could transfer people through time as well as space when they crossed the barrier and she’d wound up in the past for when Ultear was still a member of Grimoire Heart? Or was this world maybe a parallel version of the one she knew, like Edolas, that was a decade or two behind?
Either way… she needed to test it and she pushed herself to her feet and said, “I wouldn’t get too comfortable yet. I received my training from a super-powerful Ice Mage named Ul. I won’t let her teachings go to waste.”
The woman’s reaction was immediate and intense, her face twisting into a mask of fury. “You…!” she hissed. “Another one of that… that woman’s disciples!? Why… Why you!? Why did she want you and not me!?” she roared and flung the orb again. But Kalte just smirked and whipped out her remote to point it over her shoulder and open a portal. She leapt backwards into it, leaving a stunned Ultear standing stock-still at the space where Kalte had been, the orb hovering motionless as if wondering where its target had gone.
And… about ten seconds later, another portal suddenly opened off to Ultear’s right and Kalte burst through it with an almost frightening turn of speed, dropping low to fall on her hands and swing her legs out in a fantastic double kick that almost took Ultear’s legs out from underneath her. But the Time Mage had fast reflexes of her own and she jumped, sailing through the air and twisting about so that she landed at the same moment that Kalte surged upwards. Ultear swiped a hand through the air and the orb shot in once more, bursting into dozens of parallel versions of itself yet again.
But this time Kalte was ready for it and focused her energies. Ultear could change the time of her ice in an instant, but she couldn’t stop her from generating it. Kalte lunged forward and created an ice dagger in one hand that sliced into one of the orbs and shattered it. The dagger turned to vapour a split second later but Kalte had already generated another one in her other hand that stabbed into another orb before that vanished too. And so she went on, dagger after dagger appearing in her hand to cleave into an orb at the last possible second and vanishing half a second later under Ultear’s control. Slash, slash, slash, slash, slash! Kalte’s arms windmilled madly as she twirled around to plunge an icy blade into each orb until there were none remaining.
Ultear growled as she repaired the fractured remains of one of the orbs and returned it to her hand, glowering at the smirking Elemental, even though Kalte was panting slightly from that display of athleticism. “I see I was right,” she murmured. “You were… taught well… But even if you can defend against that attack you have no hope of successfully attacking me back.”
“Perhaps not,” Kalte shrugged. “But I guess we’ll never find out which one of us would win in a fair contest.”
“What do you mean?” Ultear frowned, before something suddenly pulled her hair back and another something latched around her neck. The orb hovering in the air instantly fell to the floor and fractured as Ultear whirled around to see two icy hands rearing up out of the ground right behind her, moving under Kalte’s direction. One of them had pulled back her hair and the other had clamped some kind of… collar… around her neck?
“What is this?” she grabbed at it, defining that it was made of some kind of metal and had a stone set in it at the front. She immediately tried to use her Time Magic on it and rust it into nothingness… but nothing happened. She paused… gasped… and tried again… but no magic would come!
Kalte smirked. “I guess this really is the Fairy Tail world then,” she murmured. “Good thing we were prepared for this one.”
Yes, she and Amelia and Amelia’s family regularly visited this world to see Kira, Krystal and the menagerie of other friends they made in it, like the other Fairy Tail mages. But, as per usual, the Succubi had brought their kinky tendencies with them and Fairy Tail was full of super hot yet very powerful women. Many of which could not be contained without sealing their magic abilities while they were bound. Hence why they had invented these sealstone collars to be used on anyone they fancied playing with. After all, even at the times when they had consent, it just wasn’t as fun when they knew their sub could escape if they wanted.
Kalte snapped her fingers and the hands grabbed Ultear’s wrists and yanked them behind her back. Ultear gasped as her chest was suddenly thrust forwards by the position, which made her enormous rack bounce enticingly. As Kalte strode forwards, watching Ultear screaming in fury as she tried to summon the power to melt the ice holding her, she let her eyes wander freely up and down Ultear’s body. It was magnificent… and truly it was a shame that she’d had to die before Kalte could ever get to know her.
Though maybe… maybe if this was the same world she would regularly visit in the future… they could figure out a way to save her without altering the timeline too much…
For now, though, she was still very much a bad guy, even if she was doing all these terrible things in the belief that all the people she killed would be brought back to life if she went back in time. And Kalte decided that she was in need… of some serious… punishment…!
*Swat swat… swat*
“HHHRNN! YYHR BRRGGH…”
“Ah, ah, ah,” Kalte raised a finger and shook her head, cutting off Ultear’s gagged tirade before it could begin. “The more you get angry the more I’m gonna have to swat that gorgeous ass of yours. And while goodness knows I’d like to do that, it is starting to get very red.”
“Hhnnnmmm…” Ultear groaned, a thin stream of saliva dribbling down her chin. The ball gag wedging her jaws open was one of a spectacularly large size. Kalte had gone the full mile to giving this Ultear her just desserts. And after all, why shouldn’t she? While she remembered well that Ultear felt a huge amount of guilt for the things she did, she was nonetheless acting like quite the bitch right now. And when she eventually did switch side she did wish to atone so… why not start now?
Ultear’s arms were currently stretched out to either side of her, firmly held at shoulder height by the thick wooden pole that had been laid across them and wedged against the back of her shoulders. Over a dozen separate strands of rope were securing the pole to her body, one at each of her wrists, triceps and elbows, two on each of her biceps, one around each of her shoulders and tucking under her armpits, and a further two looped over her shoulder and threaded through the topmost rope of a tight breast harness that curved its way around her body both and below her huge, naked and very red tits. An additional rope sliding its way through the valley of her cleavage pulled the two halves of the harness together to frame her breasts to perfection, jutting them out to display the nipples proudly for everyone in the room to see.
By contrast to her heavily bound upper body, Ultear’s lower half was almost completely free of rope. There was a little around her ankles, hobbling them together with a small amount of slack that enabled her to take minute steps without hopping. But the one remaining rope… was truly beastly!
It was a rope with over thirty knots tied equidistantly across its length and had been stretched out, horizontal and taut from wall to wall… and straight between Ultear’s legs. Ultear stared down at it with horror, particularly at the large knot that was lying just before her. The rope was pulled so forcefully up against her that it cleaved her labia, glistening and throbbing with forbidden need. And if she were to move forward, the knot would be pushed right into her pussy lips too.
*Swat swat* Two cracks from Kalte’s palm suddenly landed on her ass. “Chop, chop, we haven’t got all day,” Kalte grinned almost maliciously as she watched the flesh of Ultear’s rear dance to the beat of her strikes - a delicious sight if ever there was one. Because Kalte wanted her to pass over the knot. Just like all the others that Ultear had already passed over - the entire length of the rope was slick with Ultear’s juices and stank of her arousal. She’d been walking up and down the rope for the last half an hour, subjected to constant rubbing on her insides and constant spanks to her rear when she went one way, and her breasts when she went the other!
Ultear tried to give Kalte a defiant glare, but all that resulted in was a terrific slap right across her behind that sent a stinging pain lashing through her entire body and almost knocked her forwards onto the knot anyway. Sighing in defeat and leaning her head back against the pole as much as she could, Ultear slowly shuffled forwards.
“Hhhrnnm… ghhnn… nnngh…. GHHHH!” she squealed as the knot poked at her entrance, pressed itself hard to it and then, with a slick squelching noise it slipped its way inside. Ultear paused, gasping for breath at the pleasure that surged throughout her whole body but screeched when a flash of pain was added in with another slap to the ass.
“Keep moving,” Kalte instructed firmly, and the gasping Ultear had little alternative but to keep going. She was getting so close… so close to a burning orgasm as she shuffled on with the rope drawing out every last ounce of pleasure within her. She’d been trying to hold herself back, refusing to humiliate herself by cumming in front of her captor, but she couldn’t help it anymore. She couldn’t stop it - it had grown too large. Oh gosh… oh gosh her pride was vanishing… she needed to cum so bad!
But she’d reached the end of the rope so Kalte switched her attentions and smacked her hand to the underside of Ultear’s left breast, watching it bounce with immense satisfaction. “GHHNN!” Ultear swore under her breath as she began to shuffle backwards once again, knots sweeping in beneath her to force her slit open wide one after the other. One… two… three… four… it went on and each time her fires were stoked still further.
“That’s it…” Kalte purred as she watched Ultear move more willingly now, but continued to apply a slap to one of her tits at random with each knot she passed over.
So close… Ultear guessed it would only take three more knots now to get her off! Her insides screaming at her to let loose she slid over one rope, which pulled out her pussy with a wet pop. She passed over another and ggooooodddds, her sex felt like it would burst into flame. One more… one more… she inched closer… she could feel the knot… she could…
Kalte generated an ice sword out of thin air and slashed through the rope, which instantly dropped out of Ultear’s pussy and fell limply to the ground. Ultear gasped and tipped sideways in her shock, screaming into the gag as Kalte grabbed the wooden pole to keep her upright. “HHRNNNN! WRRGH YHR DRRNN!? WHRD YHR DDH TTHRG!” Ultear demanded furiously, shrieking into the gag so loudly she sounded almost deranged.
“Bad girls like you don’t get to cum so easily,” Kalte grinned as she seized Ultear’s nipples in her hands and pulled her forwards until they were eye to eye. “Only when I give my approval. And just yet… I don’t…”
Kalte smirked as she dragged a stumbling Ultear across the room until she was beneath a rope dangling from the ceiling, which Kalte took and pulled taut, tying one end around the pole spreading Ultear’s arms out wide before striding away, and leaving the screaming Ultear behind. The rope would force her to keep standing but she’d only be able to move in tiny circles and certainly wouldn’t be able to get close to anything she could rub herself against to push her over the edge. Ultear thrashed from side to side and practically whined, rubbing her thighs together in a desperate attempt to heat herself up enough to cum…
… yet it remained ever frustratingly just out of reach!
Kalte chuckled at the sounds she could hear coming from behind her as she stepped back over towards her other three prisoners. “So sorry, you three,” she laughed. “Seems I’ve been neglecting you in favour of my bitchy newbie. I think she’ll be staying with me for longer than you three - after all she deserves it. But that’s no excuse for ignoring you.”
“Hhnnnrmmmm…” Tatsuki wriggled feebly, having given up on trying to escape a while ago.
But the reaction of the Patil twins was more urgent. “MMMGHHHH!/HHHRRRRMM!” they screeched through their tape and bit gags, squirming up and down on the tabletop as Parvati desperately tried to push her sex against her sister’s face while Padma tried to resist her, but at the same time the intense smell of Parvati’s arousal blasting up her nose was fuelling her own fires and the vibrator buzzing frustratingly at her own nether regions meant she’d been burning for a chance to cum herself for what felt like forever!!
“Aaww, are you girls horny?” Kalte laughed as she stepped up between Padma’s legs and leaned over to plant a light kiss on each of her ebony buttcheeks. “Wanna cum?”
“RRRHHSSH! RRRHHSH!” they both screamed at the same time, nodding furiously, their aching loins pushing down their embarrassment as they begged for Kalte’s touch. Passing her tongue over her lips slightly, Kalte took hold of the remote for the three vibrators and instantly turned it up, smiling as the wails increased tenfold! Parvati bucked up and down spasmodically as the clamps over her nipples pulsed the buzzing sensation of the attached vibes down into them and Padma’s muscles all tensed and her eyes bugged wide at the indescribable feelings launching in through her pussy. Which doubled when Kalte suddenly seized her vibrator and pressed it in full force against Padma’s sex.
“I can’t remember which one you are, but you go first,” Kalte chuckled. Padma squealed as the Ice Elemental passed the end of the vibrator up and down both sides of her dribbling lower lips, huffing and puffing with the insane rushes of pleasure that resulted in breathing hard over Parvati’s own sex and pulsing her sister’s arousal to greater heights too. But not as great as Padma’s. All traces of any Ravenclaw dignity she had were eliminated as Kalte pressed the vibe in hard, retracted, pressed again…
“GGHHHNN! YYHRSH! YRHHR!” Padma’s wails turned delirious, and even when Kalte placed a few well-aimed smacks on her rear that only seemed to fuel her fires. It was coming… it was coming… she could feel it… yes… YES!
And this time Kalte let her.
“RRRRRHHHNNNNNMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” Padma hollered as a wave of bliss engulfed her and passed out of her nether regions as a more literal wave of love juice. Kalte smirked as she watched the sticky stuff spell forth across the varnished wood - joining the many other stains across the tabletop that had been made by herself, Amelia, Caldura and several others since they’d bought the table. She withdrew the vibrator and tossed it over her shoulder before leaning down to unbuckle the bit gag from Padma’s gasping mouth. All while Parvati kept writhing and groaning fit to burst.
“Feel better?” Kalte asked.
“Y… yeah… thank you…” Padma gasped, before realising she was thanking her own kidnapper and clamming up.
“MMMRHHHHH!” Parvati wailed, jerking her hips upwards towards Padma’s face desperately. Padma reared backwards in shock but Kalte placed her elbows on the table and laid her chin on her hands to give Padma a devilish smirk.
“Well… go on then…”
“Go… no… no way… I…”
“MMMMMMMGHHH! PWRRFF! PWWRRF! SHHNMWRN!” Parvati screeched, her eyes shining as she could practically feel the vibrations in her nipples making their way down her body towards her pussy.
“How could you be so cruel?” Kalte snickered. “To leave your sister in such a plight? She’s feeling the same mad desperation you were only a few minutes ago and you’re just going to leave her like that? When you could… maybe… alleviate her suffering?”
“You bitch!” Padma growled.
“Sometimes,” Kalte wiggle her eyebrows teasingly. “But let’s put it this way. I’m not going to make your sister cum. Nor will I make another of my slaves do it. No, that task is all up to you. And you alone.”
“PPRDMR!” Parvati screamed, waving her hips back and forth to let her pussy sway beneath Padma’s nose. She was so horny she’d gone past the point of caring. She needed to cum so bad… she didn’t care who gave her the final push. Padma stared into Parvati’s desperate face, pleading eyes… and felt herself break down. She was genuinely worried that if she didn’t do something soon, Parvati might go mad.
“Damn you!” she cried, before she dove forwards and fastened her lips around Parvati’s groin.
“HHHRRRRRMMMMMNNNNN!” Parvati screeched so loudly that she almost forced the tape loose from her face, going cross-eyed as she felt Padma sucking at the space between her legs, arching her back to jam her pussy as hard against Padma’s face as she could go. Padma did her best, slipping her tongue out and probing at Parvati’s slit with it, running it tentatively up and down while Kalte offered advise from next to her.
“Yeeeees, that’s it, good. Now push your tongue in deeper… deeper… really shove it down there. Work those lips, like you’re trying to suck something out of the world’s biggest straw. Hmmm, bet your sister tastes good doesn’t she? I bet you both do.”
“Hhhnnnmmmm…” Padma moaned in pure mortification, but she didn’t stop. She thrust her tongue in, over and over. She was no expert, but Parvati was so horny it didn’t matter. In less than a minute, the former Gryffindor was thrashing fit to burst as much as the ropes would allow and a burst of love juice washed from her nether regions to coat Padma’s face. Both sister’s cheeks darkened as blood rushed to them and Padma pulled away quickly, watching with wide eyes as more juice gushed from Parvati’s entrance.
There was the proof right there… that their relationship would probably never be the same again after this.
Kalte stepped back from the table and glanced back over her shoulder, locking eyes with her first captive, who blanched and squirmed in her bonds, as if hoping to somehow succeed in pulling her leg down in spite of her all her failure thus far to do so. Kalte chuckled. “I see that you’re anger seems to have been put out at last,” she noted.
And she was right. Tatsuki’s usual temper was notably absent, replaced now by nervousness and… arousal. Kalte’s eyes trailed down to the prominent pussy and the very wet patch that had been created around her labia. Squealing in embarrassment, Tatsuki strained with all her might at the ropes around her legs, trying to pull them together and hide her sexual excitement. But she was fooling nowhere.
And Kalte could hardly blame her. After all, she’d been audience to a kinky show the like of which she, with her probably limited experience, had never seen before, and the room was filled with the intoxicating stench of women’s lust. It would be enough to set any girl off.
“Aaw, don’t worry. I haven’t forgot about you,” Kalte purred as she sauntered over to the pole, ignoring Tatsuki’s struggles as her hands homed in on the schoolgirl’s heaving tits, seizing them and generating a squeal at the sudden chill that passed through Tatsuki’s body at the same rate as the pleasure burst that accompanied it. “I’ll be honest. When I started all this it wasn’t really my intention for things to go as far as they have. But what can I say, I got horny,” she smirked. “And I can see you have too… and I can hardly just send you back to your own world now while you’re in such a state… now can I?”
“Mmmmmghhh…” Tatsuki huffed at the intense feelings washing through her from Kalte’s skilled manipulation of her boobies. But she couldn’t even tell if she was pleading for Kalte not to do it… or to get on with it…
Kalte placed one hand on her chin and tapped it thoughtfully, wondering how to go about this while the other hand reached down to slid her fingertips gently across Tatsuki’s pussy, the squeals peeling forth from out the bound girl’s gag fuelling her own fires. How should she go about this… hmmm…
Slowly, her eyes trailed back towards the Patil twins… and a wide smirk crossed her face at her next sudden thought. Yes… she knew what to do…
“Mrrhh hhrr… rrhh ggrg rnn wrv rrt…” Tatsuki mumbled a few minutes later after Kalte had re-arranged her position. Finally the blessed relief of being able to put two feet on the ground was hers again, but now here ankles had been locked to either side of a spreader bar which still left her frustratingly unable to close her legs.
Her arms had been brought down to fold behind her, a tight box tie consisting of leather straps enforcing elbow to wrist bonds and elaborately looping over her torso highlighted Kalte’s skill with restraints, and she had been bent over forwards to that her body was almost at a total right-angle to her hips, kept that way without too much strain thanks to her torso resting atop and tied down to a smaller wooden table that allowed her head to hang over the other side. The ball gag in her mouth had been replaced with a ring gag and the free-flowing stream of drool glooping down to the floor beneath her clearly demonstrated its effectiveness.
Meanwhile Kalte had untied the Patil twins from the table and had redone their own bonds a lot more simply. Their arms had been forced up into identical armbinders that secured them behind their backs and pulled their arms in tightly behind them. Their tape and bit gags were still in place, but their ankles had been hobbled together much like Ultear’s but as far as restraints went that was it.
However, they did have a couple of extra features in place. Or at least Padma did - she was now wearing a similar pair of nipple clamps to the ones that were still adorning Parvati’s own tits. But now both sisters were wearing a large, black strap-on secured around their waists that bobbed obscenely with every wobbly step that they took. Which Kalte was forcing them to do as she moved them over to the helpless Tatsuki.
“The name of the game is a simple one girls,” the Ice Elemental laughed as she spurred them forwards with quick raps to their behinds. “You’ve both cum but this poor girl has yet to. And I’m not an unreasonable woman, far from it. So, here’s what I propose. You two work together to get your fellow prisoner off and I’ll see to it that you’re returned safely to your own worlds, no harm done, okay?”
“Hhrmmm? Rwwrr?” Parvati looked up at her wide-eyed.
“Yhhr nrrt llrrnn th rsh?” Padma gasped.
It took a moment for Kalte to decipher that but then she smiled and said, “No lies, I promise. Besides, this girl really wants it! Just look at that dripping pussy! Ooh, she wants it invaded so bad! So why don’t you do the honours?” she swatted Parvati’s ass hard and the sister stumbled forwards, edging up slightly behind the helplessly pinned Tatsuki. She hesitated for several seconds, glancing up at Tatsuki’s face. But all she saw in the karate girl’s expression was a deep, carnal need. And when Tatsuki nodded her head, it removed all of Parvati’s doubts.
Shuffling forwards, she lined up the dildo’s tip awkwardly with the quivering pussy before her. “MMMRHH!” Tatsuki screeched as the felt the top tickling at her juicing flower, but it was nothing compared to the scream she unleashed when Parvati suddenly shoved forwards, moving before she could lose her nerve and impaling the strap-on deep into Tatsuki’s body.
Parvati rocked her body quickly, see-sawing back and forth to retract and plunge, retract and plunge, swinging the armbinder slightly to give herself momentum as she pushed the dildo deep into Tatsuki’s extremities! Tatsuki wailed and thrashed from side to side, gyrating her hips as best she could to stroke her inner walls around as much dildo as possible and wailing in delight at Parvati’s unpracticed, yet resolute, thrusting.
“Excellent…” Kalte purred, giving Parvati’s ass a clean swat that made her jerk forwards to shove the dildo as deep into Tatsuki as it would go. But as Tatsuki peeled forth another wail, Kalte turned to Padma and said, “Well? Get cracking then.”
“Hrmm?” Padma blinked, her eyes riveting down at the motion of Parvati’s dildo as her sister hammered it into the pussy of the girl who’s name she didn’t even know. Get cracking? How was she supposed to get cracking. Parvati’s body was blocking her from making a contribution, even to the asshole. There was no way she could…
But Kalte was guiding her round the other side of the table… to Tatsuki’s other end… to her head.
“There’s a nice big hole here that you could be playing with,” Kalte pointed in straight for Tatsuki’s mouth, held wide open by her ring gag. Padma jerked and tried to back away but Kalte steered her in close until the dildo was right before the gag, which Tatsuki barely noticed, so busy was she with screaming in pleasure at the top of her lungs.
“Let me put it this way. You do this until she cums, or you and your sister will be spending another couple of days with me,” Kalte stroked Padma’s hair lightly before gripping Tatsuki’s to hold her head still, shoving Padma forwards until the dildo was shoved straight through into Tatsuki’s mouth. Tatsuki coughed as she felt the invasion hit the back of her throat, but she was so in the swing of the sex that she reacted instinctively and actually started licking at it with her tongue, rocking her body back and forth as she was taken from both ends.
“NNNNNNRHHH!” her screams were quieter now with her mouth further plugged. Padma grimaced around her bit gag as she watched Parvati getting more and more into it, slamming herself harder and harder into Tatsuki’s slit. The second twin began to emulate the first and bucked her hips a little, drawing the dildo forth and back in time with Parvati so that whenever dildo plunged into pussy it was retracted from the mouth and vice versa! Tatsuki’s eyes rolled as she sucked and bucked, both her violated holes squelching with love juice or saliva and groaning fit to burst.
“That’s it… thaaaat’s it…” Kalte smiled, as she moved over to stand behind Parvati and press herself close to the witch’s back, rocking her own hips in time with her captive’s and grinding her own nether regions against Parvati’s ass through her jeans and squishing her breasts firmly against Parvati’s shoulder blades. “Harder… faster… feel the beat girls. Play her like a harp! Let’s here her scream!”
It was too much for Tatsuki and she couldn’t hold out longer than about a minute under this treatment. With a spectacular scream she blasted into cumming, and Kalte was quick to grab Parvati’s hips and hold her in, watching Tatsuki’s love juice cascading down Parvati’s legs in spades. Padma froze with the dildo still well passed Tatsuki’s lips to watch and after a few seconds of violent orgasm, taking Tatsuki to a pleasurable height she never thought possible, she slumped against the table, barely conscious, filled with a deep bliss and breathing heavily through her nose.
Kalte shivered as she stepped away from Parvati, the two twins pulling the strap ons out of Tatsuki and shuffling over to each other so they could press themselves together. Gods, all this was arousing as hell… and yet Kalte realised that since all this had begun, she herself had yet to cum once! Now she was the one that could feel the itching in her crotch, demanding release… but the three girls she’d been playing with for now looked pretty spent…
Kalte smirked as she removed the ring gag from the heavily breathing Tatsuki, undid her belt and allowed her jeans to slide to the floor, stepping out of them and striding purposefully over towards Ultear, who was still milling about on the spot and hunkering down, trying to rub her legs together by any means necessary. She was still on a huge sexual high even now but she looked up sharply when Kalte untied the ceiling rope from the pole across her arms. The Ice Elemental then proceeded to remove Ultear’s gag, which was so large that she had to pull with some force to get it to pop out from behind Ultear’s teeth.
“Still feeling horny?” she smirked.
“YOU BLOODY BITCH!” Ultear roared. “I DEMAND SOMETHING… TO… I can’t believe I’m saying this but… GET ME OFF NOW, DAMN IT! YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME LIKE AAAHHHH…!”
“That’s a yes then,” Kalte smirked, as she grabbed Ultear’s nipples forcefully and dragged her over to a large armchair in the corner. “But don’t worry. You don’t deserve to cum, but I’ve decided to let you… on condition…”
“C…condition… what… what kind of…”
“Simple…” Kalte smirked as she forced Ultear down to her knees in front of the chair, before stepping around her and sinking onto the soft cushion with her own legs spread wide, revealing the stained panties barely covering her crotch. “You make me cum first!”
“…WHAT!?” Ultear screeched. “YOU… YOU LITTLE… I WOULD NEVER MMMMGHH!!” The ring gag was suddenly wedged into her mouth as as Kalte bent forwards to buckle the straps she also placed her tits on top of Ultear’s head, grinding her chest to rub her covered nipples against the headband that she’s allowed Ultear to continue wearing. Thin moans escaped her lips as she gyrated her chest atop the humiliated Time Mage, before pulling back and moving her foot forwards to delicately scrape her toes against Ultear’s sex, which had an almost electric effect on Ultear as she reared back so hard her breasts bounced like basketballs.
“Allow me to rephrase that,” Kalte smirked almost evilly, hooking her thumbs into her panties and removing them but suddenly draping them over Ultear’s head and snapping them in place, deliberately making it so the wet section covered in her juices was right over Ultear’s nose. “Either I cum by your tongue in the next ten minutes, or I’ll see it that you don’t orgasm for a week, but that you’ll want to the entire time. Sound fair?”
Ultear froze… she… she couldn’t be serious! That was… beyond dastardly! To keep her in a state like that for this for that long…? Ultear wasn’t sure if she could take that!
“And if you aren’t licking me out in the next ten seconds then I’ll make sure that you stay like that for a month,” Kalte chuckled.
“RR MMRRNFF!” Ultear shrieked. She definitely couldn’t take that! Before she could think twice she surged forwards, just able to see out the corner of her eye at the edge of the panty material and pressed her mouth up against Kalte’s slit. Her tongue snaked out through the ring gag and plunged straight into Kalte’s pussy instantly, swabbing around on the inside, licking up and down, right to left, all around, passing it over every inch of Kalte’s insides that she could reach.
“AAAIIIEE!” Kalte cried and fell backwards, sagging against the armchair! She hadn’t expected Ultear’s licking to be this good! Either Ultear had licked pussy before or she was just a natural at it! Either way it was glorious and Kalte’s hands automatically pulled her top up to bare her breasts, which she grabbed and started to knead as she rocked her hips, pressing her naked slit hard against Ultear’s gagged and partially covered face. “Oooh yeeesss… yes, that’s it… ooh, what a wonderful pussy licker you are. Eat me! Eat me! YES! Aahh! AAHHNNN!”
Ultear’s cheeks were deep red beneath the panties, humiliated beyond belief as she strained at the ropes holding her arms out, but her own arousal fuelled her action as she sucked as much as the ring gag would allow, groaning as the intense scent of Kalte’s arousal raised her own higher still. Her tongue swirled around and thrust in deep to flick at her G-spot.
It was as if she had to get this woman off by any means necessary!
It did not take long for Kalte to succumb, but just as she burst into orgasm with a wave of stickiness and a piercing scream that shook the rafters, the door suddenly opened. Kalte fell back, gasping for breath and blearily looked up at the door to find none other than her blonde bombshell of a lover, Amelia Tempest, standing there. She chuckled slightly at the Succubi’s expression, a raised eyebrow and wry smirk as if Kalte’s little collection was not surprising in the least.
She had a lot to talk to Amelia about, especially when it came to the Fairy Tail world and the possibility of saving Ultear without altering the timeline in any way…
But that could wait. For now, she leaned forwards and gripped Ultear’s crossbar, rotating the naked woman around until she was sitting on her backside and then using her feet to spread the captive’s legs, putting the sopping, desperate pussy on full display.
“Evening, Amelia,” she chuckled. “You’re later than I expected. Must have been a full day at work. But, as you can see, I have something here that should help you unwind if you would care to partake.”
Amelia merely smirked and said, “Don’t mind if I do,” before she dove forwards and all but fell upon Ultear’s pussy, raising a gagged squeal of shock and bliss that rattled every chain in the room at once!