An Unexpected Prize and Spreading Influence

As consider my options for what to do next, my thoughts are interrupted by a notification of a completed capture. I frown, I didn't think had any ongoing captures. I check the list of active Tempest items, and blink in surprise. Sure enough, there's a new entry in the list. It's a ring, running only the commands I had set to activate by default for new items. The wearer's name is listed as Marisa Kirisame.

Oh. Of course. I contact Patchy, and she confirms my suspicion. A quick inventory of her workroom confirms that one of the items she had used as a reference for enchanting the new staff uniforms has gone missing. Well, I'm not about to complain about a freebie! I resolve to pretend I planned that on the off chance anybody asks though.

I decide it's about time I started trying out the punishment options, so I set some extra rules for her, and penalties for disobeying them. I'll check back in once they've had time to work on her.

In the meantime, now that my Jewelry is less conspicuous, I decide to start taking control of any convenient nearby targets. The next few weeks go by quickly, the slaves I've obtained thus far keep me entertained as my influence spreads.

Rumia, Cirno and Daiyousei come by to chat with Meiling at the gate pretty regularly, so I have her offer them a martial arts lesson. When the lesson has concluded, they are each awarded a bracelet as "proof of their strength".

Some time later, a fairy "accidentally" drops a ring while flying over the Misty Lake, and it's not long before it's picked up off the lake bed by a mermaid looking to expand her collection of stones.

Akyuu goes to Keine to inquire about the history of an unusual necklace she had found. The teacher isn't able to find much out about it, but she's quite taken with it. Akyuu generously lets her keep it.

At a meeting of the Grassroots Youkai Network, Wakasagihime tells Sekibanki and Kagerou a story about finding an old jewelry box buried under her lake and shares some of its contents with them. She gives a choker to Kagerou, which prompts Sekibanki to joke that Kagerou is being domesticated by her mermaid girlfriend. Neither denies it. Seki herself picks out an anklet, and, at Waka's insistence, also takes a bracelet to give to Kogasa.

That's around the time I decide to see how Marisa's doing.

Marisa's not doing well. She hasn't slept in days, and hasn't left the house in nearly a week. When people ask her what's wrong, she finds herself telling them that she's sick, even if she meant to tell them something else. She's pretty sure she isn't sick, though. After all, what kind of illness forces a person to masturbate?

It started a few weeks ago, she'd been masturbating, not something she does often, but she does have needs, but had found that no matter what she did she just couldn't make herself cum. She had eventually given up, but when her arousal had nearly fully receded, she suddenly felt a slight, nagging pain in her head. Somehow she was certain that the pain would stop if she resumed masturbating. That didn't make any sense, though, so she just went to bed. The pain was still there in the morning, but she simply tried to go about her day as normal. The pain slowly increased over the course of the day, and by the time it was time for bed again it was bad enough that she'd taken some of the pain medication she'd bought from Eientei. Despite the fact that the medicine had always at least taken the edge off of her headaches in the past, this time the pills didn't seem to have any effect at all. That's when she caved and touched herself again. She had barely started when the pain vanished all at once, as if it had never been there. She'd stopped, but as her body calmed, the pain came back at full ****. Experimentation proved that the pain returned whenever she fell below a certain threshold of arousal. Something in the back of her mind told her that the pain would be gone for good if she just came, but try as she might she just couldn't quite reach orgasm. Exhausted, she eventually fell asleep with her fingers still in her own sex. The pain woke her in the morning.

She'd wanted to go ask for Eirin's advice on the matter, but found she was simply unable. Whenever she tried to go to Eientei for that purpose, her body simply refused to move. She visited Eientei for unrelated reasons without trouble, but she couldn't go if that was her reason, and while she was there she was unable to broach the topic. She couldn't ask anyone else to contact the doctor on her behalf, either, and when concerned friends and acquaintances had begun to recommend that she see the doctor she'd heard her own voice insisting that she would be fine, and she'd be better in no time.

Worst of all, it was getting worse as time went on. Not only was the pain becoming more severe, the level of arousal needed to stop it was slowly but steadily rising. She'd had a small victory early on when she'd managed to enchant for herself a magical approximation of an egg vibrator. By keeping it taped to her clit and carefully adjusting the vibration intensity, she had been able to function somewhat normally for about a week, having it on constantly made her poor clit extremely sore, but it was better than the alternative. Eventually, the level of arousal she needed was so high she felt she couldn't be in public at all, and she retreated to her house. She spent the next few days digging through the books and notes strewn about her home, combing through them for something, _anything _that might help her fix this, even as concentration became more and more difficult.

Now, even that was beyond her, to avoid the pain at this point she needed to keep herself at the very brink of the orgasm she still couldn't reach. For about the past 48 hours she had lain awake, trying to steady her breathing as she tipped back and forth between blinding pain and pleasure so intense it wasn't much better than pain. She couldn't think about anything but cumming anymore. Even the hope that someone would realize something was wrong and save her from this hell was secondary to her need for release.

That's why she's only dimly aware of it when her body stand up of its own accord and walks into a portal that had suddenly appeared on the wall.

Marisa is trembling as she walks into my extradimensional home, naked and covered in sweat. There are deep bags under her eyes as they focus on me as I gaze calmly back at her from a nearby couch. Her voice is ragged and exhausted ash she speaks "Did you... do this... to me?".

Smiling brightly, I reply "Yes, but you have your own sticky fingers to thank for giving me the chance. You really shouldn't have stolen the ring I lent to Patchy. Marisa looks at the ring adorning her right index finger as if she'd never seen it before.

She tries to remove it, without success "Take it off! Please! I'm sorry! I'll never do it again just _please _take your ring back so I can cum!" She's far past the point of caring that she's begging a complete stranger to help her cum.

I give a thoughtful hum "No, it looks good on you. I think you should keep it. I suppose I _could _let you cum though, if you work for it".

"Yes! Anything! I'll do anything! Let me cum and I'll do anything you want forever!"

"But how can I know what that offer's worth without seeing what you can do? How about this: you give me a blowjob, and if you do a good enough job, I'll let you cum. From then on you'll do anything I tell you to do as thanks for my generosity. Do we have a deal".

There's no hesitation "Yes!". She stumbles forward in her rush to reach me and kneels. She pulls my pants down and immediately begins blowing me. My dick is still enlarged, so most of it is still outside when it reaches the entrance of her throat. She starts bobbing her head vigorously, but doesn't take me any further.

I make an unimpressed 'hmm' and say "I don't think a cocksleeve who can't even take all of me into her mouth _deserves _to cum".

Her eyes widen in terror and she forces herself to take me further. It's slow going, and it's obvious she's never done this before, but she powers through her own gag reflex and her body's instincts to take me, inch by agonizing inch, all the way down her throat. her eyes are watering and she begins to fuck her face on my cock.

It's not the best head I've gotten since I arrived here, but the desperation in her eyes, adds a lot to the experience. She hasn't eaten in days, so I figure I'm helping out her nutrition when I fill her stomach with my cum. She pulls her head off of my dick and looks up at me expectantly her gasps for breath interrupted by pleading "Can I come now? Please? If that wasn't good enough I can try again!"

I feign indecision for a moment, savoring her desperation before speaking "Your performance was... adequate. I'll let you cum". With a thought, I remove her orgasm ban. Immediately her body starts convulsing and she lets out a hoarse scream as the strongest climax of her life overtakes her. There's a look of exquisite relief on her face. That look falters and breaks when nearly thirty seconds have gone by and she's still cumming. At that, I laugh "By the way, all the orgasms that your were blocked from having have been stored up, so you'll have all of them chained together now! I do hope you didn't spend _too _much time trying to **** your way past that restriction".

Her eyes widen, and she speaks feverishly "No... no! I can't- I can't take that! I'll die! Please! Make it stop! I don't wanna cum anymore! It'll break me!"

I sigh in feigned annoyance "Make up your mind! Do you want to cum or not? This is what you asked for so this is what you're getting. I'll come check on you in a few hours, you'll _probably _be done cumming by then.

"Hours?!"

I tune out her continued begging and head out the door.

For the next four and a half hours, Marisa is left alone in the room, helplessly writhing on the floor as the orgasm goes on and on.