Chapter 237 237: Induced Frustration (R-18)
"..." The little block's energy finally reaches the end of the cord, and the vibrators switch on. I immediately feel these multiple stimuli. My nipples, already hard from the previous stimulation, receiving this vibration gives me a sensation that makes me squirm.
As the vibration from the toys in my ass and pussy makes me move my legs clumsily, as if that would solve something, my wings spread fully open on the bed, thumping hard against the sheets.
"Oh, what an interesting reaction. Your pupils changed, becoming slits... it gives you a wild look..." Esther says something I have no way to verify, as my love juice keeps flowing onto the bed non-stop from the stimulation.
"E-Esther, p-please t-take some out." My voice comes out trembling and breathless while I'm literally drooling with pleasure, unable to concentrate on anything but the buzzing the toys emit.
"No, just enjoy it." She says, staring at how my body reacts to this. She observes for a few seconds, then approaches, grabbing my legs and spreading them into an M shape while tying my legs to my thighs with tape so I can't move them.
My tail thrashes aggressively against the bed from the trauma of having been handcuffed and tortured, but Esther ignores it, pressing my tail down against the mattress with her leg.
"E-Esther, pleas- Hmmm!" She puts tape over my mouth too, my speech cut off, leaving me completely restrained.
"You know, I'm really furious about what I heard. So Evelyn, I'm serious, enjoy this. Because I'd do much worse if we were at my mansion. You're lucky I don't have my BDSM equipment here." She says with a dangerous look, running a finger softly across my stomach.
"H-Hmmm." I let out a pitiful moan, looking away. I feel so weak and vulnerable with her restraining me like this. It's uncomfortable.
"Are you finding this uncomfortable, Evelyn?"
"..." I quickly shake my head in denial, not wanting her to make it worse because the vibration is already unbearable. I feel these little things trembling inside me, scrambling all my focus, my walls clenching tightly around the vibrators.
The vibration of one resonates into the other, so the sensation, although pleasurable, is almost painful because it's intense. But despite being intense, it's not concentrated or precise, nor strong enough for me to reach a climax.
So I just feel this pleasure that unpleasantly never ends with a climax. It's just continuous and steady.
"Hhmm!?" Esther sits in a chair, crosses her legs, and just stares at me. I watch her, confused, until time passes. Seconds go by, turning into minutes.
And when minutes pass, my body tenses against the vibrators. Unable to come, my body tires quickly because my muscles stay tense and the pleasure never peaks.
"H-Hmmm!" I call out to Esther, who doesn't move a muscle. She just stares at me, blinking occasionally.
Naturally, being a puppet doesn't prevent the exhaustion and the uncomfortable pressure that starts to build as the minutes tick by endlessly, to the point where I become desperate to come.
And after half an hour, I realize this is obviously her punishing me. She just watches this slow collapse of my body as half an hour turns into a whole hour with just these things buzzing inside me.
Now my body has entered muscle fatigue. My pussy and anus no longer grip the vibrators as tightly and are trembling in a way that seems pathetic, while I'm hit with a mild lethargy and hypersensitivity caused by the constant stimulation without climax.
"I think we're finally getting somewhere now, Evelyn." Esther finally reacts when she sees me crying, getting up from the chair where she was and coming over to me.
"You know why I'm doing this? So you can feel a little bit of what I felt. When I didn't know you were trapped, I was starving. The craving was unbearably intense."
"It was days without eating anything, just craving your taste. My blessing did that so I'd understand you were in danger. But you, stupidly, just dismissed my effort."
"So today I decided to give you a little of what I felt. It's unpleasant to crave something unbearably and not be able to have it, isn't it?" She runs her finger over my pussy, which contracts weakly with arousal.
"H-H-Hhmmm." I moan, wanting to come. The stimulation has become so uncomfortable.
"That's how our dynamic is, Evelyn. Playing with discomfort and pleasure is fun, don't you think? I wonder how many more hours you can take. You're a puppet, maybe 5 hours? Though I don't think I'd have that much patience."
"Did you know I haven't slept in 3 whole weeks? Yeah, Evelyn, remember the marriage vows between demons? A couple shares everything. Unlike humans with that 'in sickness and in health' thing."
"We demons share absolutely everything with our partner, whether that everything is something good or something bad. It's true I'm taking it literally now, but Evelyn, I'm exhausted physically and mentally."
"So I'm sharing this with you. My frustration, my lack of sleep, my desire. I'm giving you a taste of my current emotions." She climbs on top of me, hugging me.
"I'm going to sleep a little, Evelyn."
"Hmm? HMMM!! HMMMM!!!" I try to talk to her, but she simply closes her eyes to sleep. My body thrashes, but because I'm tied up I can't reach her, and she seems so tired she doesn't care about my moans.
"H-Hhmmm!" I try to squirm, but she just hugs me and actually falls asleep on top of me, leaving me in this pathetic and humiliating situation.
And it's like clockwork. The first hour watching her sleep is unbearable, and I try everything to wake her up.
The second, third, and fourth hours, my body feels strange. The absurd sensitivity from being stimulated non-stop makes me thirsty from so many fluids I'm losing. But because I'm a puppet and don't need real food or water, my body 'generates' love juice using my magic to keep me hydrated.
The fifth, sixth, and eighth hours, I simply couldn't move anymore. My body stopped responding, and my brain's focus on everything intensified, making my reaction to the pleasure even worse.
The buzzing of the vibrators became infernal. During the time I was tortured in prison, there were pauses, and it wasn't as exhausting as being trapped in this position with zero breaks.
Starting at 12 hours, the bed simply became soaked from so many fluids I lost, because my body tries to maintain constant lubrication. And even though I tried to push the vibrators out, I couldn't.
Because my muscles were already too weak to contract and push. I should have tried to take them out in the first few hours.
And since I can't sleep, all I can do is watch Esther sleeping between my breasts, having her 'well-deserved' rest after so much effort.
She's so exhausted she doesn't even wake up, despite the constant buzzing near her head coming from the vibrators on my nipples.
And finally, after 15 hours—I know because there's a clock on the wall, conveniently placed at an angle I can see, which I judge to be a way for Esther to do exactly this—she wakes up.
"Hmmm, I slept so well... it's so relaxing... you know, after I saved you from that prison and you slept, I couldn't sleep. I tried, but now every time I sleep I feel... fear... fear that you won't be there for me." She says, slowly opening her eyes as she wakes up.
"I think now I'll only be able to sleep with you by my side..." Esther smiles, looking into my eyes, with traces of tears from crying so much from frustration and desire.
"Look at you, you got my bed all dirty. What a naughty girl you are. Look how wet my sheets are with your sticky, exciting fluid." She says ironically, looking at my pussy, which has small, weak spasms.
"Hikishin is very present in demon fluids, so they last much longer in the environment. That's why our sheets are literally soaked in your essence. Imagine when they go to wash this, how embarrassing, Evelyn." She teases, touching my nipples, which are still vibrating.
I have a lot of magic, so these small vibrators would never drain my magic to give me a break.
"You seem to be in a complicated situation. Want to come?" She asks as if she didn't know. I just nod my head in confirmation.
"A-Ai." She pulls the tape off my mouth as I writhe, feeling her weight on top of me.
"What do you want, Evelyn? Tell me." She caresses my cheek with a finger before moving two fingers inside my mouth, exploring it lasciviously.
"P-Pwease, l-let m-me c-cuhh," I say everything wrong, begging to cum while she moves her two fingers inside my mouth, saliva sliding down between them.
"Beg properly, Evelyn." She says it with a hint of malice, gently tugging at the side of my cheek, staring at my face that looks so lewd, flushed, and breathless like this.
"P-Phlease, E-Essther, l-let m-me c-cuhm p-pwease… I-I n-need ith s-so b-bhad..." My words come out thick, slurred, and warped with her fingers moving inside my mouth.
"..." She takes them out of my mouth and licks her fingers, sucking them playfully as if tasting something delicious.
"So you want to come, huh? Several hours of pleasure weren't enough for you? Evelyn, that's not the attitude of a depraved slut, is it?"
"...P-Please... j-just let me come..." I manage to speak normally, though my voice is trembling.
"No, no, no, not until I hear it from you. And don't bother asking why I'm doing this. You know very well why, don't be a hypocrite. You asked for this."
"..." It's so humiliating. My wings fold beneath me with some effort in the face of this humiliation.
"I'm so..."
"Don't apologize. It's shameful to apologize for telling the truth. I prefer you honest than lying..."
"But I'll cut you some slack. All of this stays completely within our private relationship, like a performance. Think of it that way, it's easier. Besides, after we're done here, I'm going to give you more power over important decisions so you can at least actually compete for the throne with some sort of advantageous margin."
"E-Esther... I'm a depraved slut... please let me come, I n-need you so much." When I say this, she lets out a sigh of relief and pleasure, as if she'd waited so long to hear it.
"I think I have a special interest in this. Hearing you obey me like this is so sweet. Okay, love, I'll grant your so depraved wish, despite the several hours of pleasure I already gave you..." My submission satisfies her sadism while I can't even think about anything other than coming already and this unbearable vibration.
And although I feel humiliated, deep down this is also exciting. I never understood why people would like to be called names during sex or insult each other like this, but there's a strange pleasure in just being dirty without caring about others' opinions.
Even if Esther's attitude isn't healthy for either of us, I can't stop feeling my heart race from her touch on my body, even if this whole submission and control I'm giving her is excessive.
I still feel good, because giving up all control like this allows me the freedom to act depravedly without needing to act noble or powerful, something that helps deal with the trauma of being imprisoned.
I don't know if this was Esther's goal, or if it was just coincidence, but I couldn't care less about that now, as long as she makes me come soon.