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It had started, with but a single teasing question, and then spiraled so beautifully out of control.
Reina had been the oldest of Queen Mikoto’s retainers, and of the concubines in her lesbian harem. She had always been a small handful of years older than the late Queen herself, and easily a decade and a half older than Kagero or Orochi.
She had been the oldest of their group, but had never considered herself to be the wisest. No, that honor had fallen so easily to Queen Mikoto.
Now though, it was one that Kagero and Orochi both unknowingly contended for.
Reina was anything but a controlled woman, and despite being storied she would not consider herself abnormally wise by any stretch.
She, at least on the field of battle, was notably lacking in restraint, motivated by bloodlust before strategy, and that bloodlust… it could hardly even be considered a true combat trance like that of an expert oni savage.
Not when it was present, at least in some form, in all aspects of Reina’s life.
She was not an easily controlled woman, not in bed, and certainly not on the battlefield, so as Orochi had begun sculpting the beginnings of a roleplay scenario engineered for Kagero’s enjoyment, Reina had been left confused by the role she had been chosen to play.
That of a slave, of an already broken captive with no remaining will to resist.
It was so startlingly out of character that the impact it would have on Kagero was hard to deny, but Reina… she struggled to see herself in that role.
She had been hesitant, not out of distaste for the content of the play, far from it actually, but because she doubted her own restraint to comply without struggling, and inevitably breaking free.
Reina had doubted Anna’s ability to tame her, especially when Kagero was to be the scenario’s focus, and had considered asking that someone else fill her role.
At least until one single sentence, phrased as a challenge, had left Anna’s lips over a shared bottle of soju.
“I could discipline you, if you think that would help” Anna had chuckled headily, leaning across the small table between them so that Reina could clearly hear her voice which was barely a whisper.
Reina’s eyes had widened, and then she had smiled, knowing exactly what to say without any thought.
She had dragged her fingertip around the rim of her glass, before bringing it up to her lips and downing what remained in a single gulp.
“Do your worst.”
The hook, so to speak, for their current scenario was simple enough.
Anna was playing the role of a trafficker and slave trainer, one who dealt in human lives as though they were mere cattle, and Reina… she was playing the role of a particularly high value target.
Reina, as far as their current story was concerned, had been spending the night alone in a Hoshidan bar, when Anna had sat down beside her, struck up a conversation.
Slowly Anna had seduced her, and then, she had slipped some nonexistent something into Reina’s glass, ‘drugging’ the remainder of her drink that she had so politely chugged.
And after arriving at the sight of their play, all Reina had to do was feign unconsciousness as Anna restrained her, an easy enough task now that escaping once fully bound had been framed as a challenge.
If Anna won, the play would simply continue on until Reina was suitably ‘broken’, or if she safeworded, but if Reina were to win… then the roles would be reversed, and she would have a chance to enslave the foul slaver.
Reina had spent quite some time helping Orochi and Anna to prepare a mock camp for Kagero to be brought to after her ‘capture’, so Reina had known from the start where exactly Anna was leading her.
The two of them had made the trek mostly in silence, until finally, they had arrived in a small forest clearing beside the mouth of a cave.
Crates were strewn about the clearing, some open, but most closed, and Reina took a deep breath before kneeling down.
She shrugged off her overcoat as she knelt in the dirt, and leaned forward after a few moment’s hesitation, shifting to lay down flat on her stomach.
“I’ll get your coat, so don’t worry about that.” Anna murmured, not quite in character yet.
Reina took another deep breath before pressing her forehead against the hard-packed dirt beneath her, and then turned her head to the side so she could more easily breathe.
She rested the side of her head on the ground, and closed her eyes, tensing as she heard Anna rummage around the ‘camp’.
Reina remained still even as the sound of jangling chains caused her hair to stand on end, but her breath caught as Anna pulled her arms behind her back.
Her instincts screamed at her to struggle, to wrench her wrists free from Anna’s grip, but Reina forced herself to remain limp.
She bit down on her lip as cold metal pressed against her wrist, and as Anna secured the manacle in place.
Reina was somewhat familiar with more traditional manacles, but she knew from their preparations that these where different.
They were larger, thicker, and heavier, with the cuff itself extending long enough to encompass part of her forearm as well.
In function, it almost resembled a metal arm-binder, with three separate chains connecting the cuffs at different points.
Closer to the wrist there was a short chain, and in the middle a slightly longer one, and then one slightly longer than that closer to the elbow.
The chains connecting the slaver-manacles together jangled as Anna set about securing the other cuff to Reina’s other wrist, and her fingers twitched as the series of locks attached to the device clicked shut.
Anna fiddled with the locks on both cuffs just a bit more, no doubt to make sure each one was shut tight, before whistling boorishly.
Reina grit her teeth to stifle a pointed response, and struggled against the childish urge to pull at her restraints just to see how strong they were.
She would get her chance soon enough, right now she had to be patient.
“For anyone else this would be enough, but I’m not taking a chance with muscles like these.” Anna mused, purring as she ghosted her fingertip down Reina’s bicep. “Oh you’ll net me a pretty penny once you’re broken in alright, won’t you girlie?”
After a few moments Anna wrapped something metallic around one of Reina’s biceps, just above the elbow and far below the muscle’s widest point.
It was a far more traditionally sized cuff, albeit one Reina would quickly discover had a rather merciful length of chain as Anna restrained her other arm as well.
Reina forced herself to remain still as Anna added an additional pair of similarly sized cuffs a bit below her shoulders. Restraining her arms behind her back with a fifth chain.
She would have struggled to break a single chain, and perhaps barely have been able to break two, but five arranged in a way to deny her any and all leverage?
Like this… Reina was well and truly trapped.
And for one reason or another that excited her.
Reina stayed silent as Anna set about pulling off her boots, and remained motionless as she attached manacles to her ankles.
But then Anna pulled Reina’s leg up by the chain connected the manacles, and attached it somehow to one of the chains binding her wrists, effectively hogtying her.
Reina had expected Anna to pull her up to a kneeling position then and there, but Anna had elected to lay lengths of rope across her calves and ankles first.
And Reina… she hadn’t understood why, at least not until Anna actually pulled her up to her knees, and then tied to rope off to stakes she had driven into the ground, pinning Reina’s legs to the dirt.
This… it was more than just being trapped, Anna had immobilized her.
Reina almost found herself impressed, but not enough so to simply submit without a fight.
She hissed as a pale of cold water was dumped over her, and slowly opened her eyes.
Anna smiled to herself as Reina put on a rather convincing show of blinking herself awake, enchanted collar in hand.
She watched as Reina’s eyes darted across their dimly lit surroundings, and then as she offered a vain attempt at struggling.
Reina growled as she convulsed against her bonds, grunting loud enough to almost drown out the chains jangling.
Then she glanced up at Anna, glaring defiantly as she continued to struggle.
“You’re but one woman, am I supposed to be intimidated by that?!” Reina laughed harshly, the defined muscles of her shoulders bulging as she fought to escape her bonds.
Most would have used their first words to ask questions. Where am I? Who are you? What have you done to me? That sort of faire.
Not Reina though.
Anna couldn’t help but smile as she stepped forward, pulling the metal collar in her hands open.
“No, not intimidated. At least not yet.” She chuckled, not stepping back even as Reina spat at her.
Reina’s lips pulled back as she snarled at Anna, her upper body lurching forward ever so slightly as if she intended to bite her.
Maybe Anna should have thought to put a muzzle on her.
“Now now.” Anna tutted, grabbing a tight handful of Reina’s hair and yanking her head back. “I suggest you behave.”
Her tone was purposefully vicious, and Reina’s eyes briefly widened in shock before she spat at Anna again, struggling against her grip.
“It will take more than you can inflict to make me behave.” Reina growled, grunting as Anna shoved the collar in place around her throat.
Her expression quickly grew to be contorted by rage as Anna latched the collar shut, and she began struggling with renewed vigor.
Anna took a step back to admire both her handiwork and her rather unruly new product, and slipped her hand into her pocket.
She felt around for a small device, enchanted similarly to Reina’s collar, and resting her finger atop a switch attached to it.
“You better take that off me right now before I-” Reina snarled, before cutting herself off with a shrill moan as Anna pressed down on the button.
Reina convulsed violently within her bonds, gasping out moans as the collar continued shocking her.
Anna had expected screams, but this… it was good too.
She kept holding the button down until the very moment Reina’s hips lurched forward, and then released it.
“Is that all you got?” Reina panted, staring up at Anna a bit less defiantly.
Anna took a step forward, and planted her boot on top of the outline of Reina’s erection clearly visible through her pants.
“You’re already a slut for pain. That’s good, it’s a start.” Anna commented, shocking Reina again as she growled. “You’ll stay silent unless addressed with a question!”
“Fuck-” Reina spat, grunting as Anna shocked her again. “Ah… you.”
Such a foul mouthed and indignant slave, Anna would have to remedy that at some point.
Some clients preferred an unbroken women with fight left in them, but Reina was simply too dangerous to be sold as she was now.
Anna did have a reputation to maintain after all.
“What was that?” Anna husked, digging her heel into Reina’s balls and smiling in response to her moans.
“Fuck… you…” Reina grunted, tensing as though she were preparing to pounce.
Her lips pulled back into some sort of defiant smile as she chuckled lightly, and Anna flinched as the metal holding her in place audibly strained.
It would hold though, Anna knew as much.
In all honesty, she had very little experience with a woman like Reina. Pain was usually an effective way to train behaviors out of a person, but for Reina it was seemingly a reward.
That didn’t mean Anna couldn’t at least have some fun though.
She pulled her boot back from Reina’s balls, and shook of a thin trail of pre that briefly connected the toe of her boot to the head of Reina’s cock.
For all her resistance and foul words, she had still leaked through her pants in response to just a hint of the pain Anna could provide.
But pain alone wouldn’t be what tamed this beast.
It wouldn’t even be Anna herself.
A job like this was better left outsourced to a professional.
Daniela chuckled to herself as she stepped into their special little clearing, eagerly eyeing the prize Anna had managed to capture.
Her initial role had been a rather passive one, almost disappointingly so, now though, she had been offered the chance to be a trainer as well.
And that… was perhaps just what Daniela enjoyed most.
She flashed Anna a cruel smile before stepping out in front of Reina, and slapping her across the face before she could even react.
Reina grunted as her entire head lurched to the side, saliva spewing from her mouth.
She glared up at Daniela through her messy bangs, growling deeply.
Daniela remained silent, and knelt down in front of Reina.
She reached out with both hands, and despite Reina trying to pull back, rested them on both of her cheeks.
“Traitor.” Reina sneered, grunting as she struggled.
Daniela held her head in place though, and when Reina’s struggling eventually ceased, she raked her nails down the cheek she had slapped.
She cocked her head ever so slightly to the side, and leaned in to whisper into Reina’s ear on the opposite side of her head.
“How does it feel now that our roles are reversed, my helpless little Hoshidan?” Daniela husked, shoving her hand over Reina’s mouth and scrunching her lips to stop her from responding, and shushing her before continuing. “How does it feel to know your precious little Orochi is next? My revenge upon the one who captured me will be far crueler than this, and I can only assume she lacks your resolve.”
Reina screamed some pathetic obscenity against Daniela’s palm and convulsed in her bonds, snarling as she struggled.
“Maybe I should bring her here.” Daniela continued, tightening her grip on Reina’s face and giggling as her nails broke skin. “Would a knife to her delicate little throat be enough to help you behave?”
Reina screamed louder as Daniela laughed, nearly shrieking as she struggled even harder.
But it was to no avail.
Daniela dug her nails into the minor wounds she had left on Reina’s face, and after a few moments Reina fell still.
She slowly pulled her hand back, but kept her fingers in the same position, like a puppeteer holding invisible strings, and Reina remained still.
Save for her eyes darting around in a rage-fueled panic.
Daniela turned to face Anna, and gestured for her to come closer.
Anna nodded, and obeyed despite her obvious apprehension. She held tome against her chest for whatever reason, but Daniela paid no mind to it.
She was surely doing it for a reason.
Daniela looked back to Reina, and slowly spread her fingers apart. They shook in the air as they moved, and Daniela’s smile grew wider as Reina’s body began to obey.
She shifted in her bonds, spreading her legs as far apart as they would allow, and then fell still again.
Reina’s eyes widened, and almost seemed to shake with rage as she glared at Daniela, but she remained still.
The clearing was silent for a few moments, until a small breeze picked up, carrying just a bit of dirt and debris through the air.
For the briefest moment, as dust blew past Daniela, the shimmering red strings connecting her fingertips to the cuts on Reina’s face were just barely visible.
Reina’s eyes widened further, and then narrowed, prompting Daniela to chuckle.
So that’s what Anna had been doing with a tome, setting the scene so that Reina could understand what was happening to her in the same way one could almost see the sun’s rays in dusty air.
Daniela would have to remember that trick for the future.
She continued holding Reina still as Anna knelt down between her legs, and stepped around the two of them to keep Anna’s hands in view.
Anna pulled a dagger from her belt, and carefully at about cutting a hole in Reina’s pants, and then her panties.
She sheathed the dagger as Reina’s erect cock sprung free, and shot Daniela an expectant look.
There were other, far more barbaric ways to accomplish what they needed, but so long as Daniela already had her strings around Reina’s throat she supposed they could do this the easy way.
She shifted her focus on Reina’s blood to force her cock to soften, rendering it limp as Anna pulled a flat chastity cage from her pouch.
With a cock as large as Reina’s, shoving it into such a pathetically tiny cage would have been a near impossible challenge without Daniela’s intervention, but thanks to her Anna easily secured the cage in place while Reina was powerless to do anything but glare at them.
Daniela stepped closer as Anna stood up and moved out of the way, stopping just in front of Reina.
She forced Reina to look up at her, and tightened her hand into a fist.
Reina’s eyes widened as Daniela forced her cock to throb against the cage, tears welling up as the torment stretched out to last nearly half a minute.
Then, Daniela severed the strings, and Reina finally choked out a shrill sob as her head lolled forward.
“Tell me.” Daniela whispered, brushing a strand of Reina’s hair back behind her ear with a touch so delicate it bordered on cruel. “Was it the pain that broke you, or the humiliation?”
Reina inhaled sharply before letting out a long, slow exhale.
She slowly tilted her head back, and flashed Daniela a crazed smile as she parted her lips.
“You haven’t broken me yet.”