Kaiba solves the puzzle

"Asinine..." Kaiba remarked, clenching his teeth with his usual anger control issues as he began to trace the golden spiral on the top piece in front of him with one finger, searching for some sign of a switch. Ishizu, shuddering with embarrassment, felt his finger tracing her left breast, callously feeling beneath the bra for some sign of a switch inside.

He ended up pinching something between his fingers and twisting it... it wasn't a switch. "S-Seto Kaiba," Ishizu gasped weakly, squirming as much as she could manage as she felt her nipples being tweaked by her opponent.

"Ludicrous..." the man grumbled again, looking as if he was about to start punching someone. Still, he was nothing if not methodical and intuitive. His fingers continued exploring until finally, he'd hit the right combination of hidden buttons. A cry seemed to come from somewhere around him as the metal breast-plates came free from a leather strap, which was wrapped tightly around Ishizu's invisible, but very tangible, breasts. "This too, huh? Not much of a puzzle," he scoffed, grabbing hold of the buckle securing the remaining leather.

"No, Kaiba, listen!" Ishizu pleaded again, fighting back tears as he unbuckled the strap and tossed it aside. She could now feel her breasts out, exposed to the air... and worse, with piqued nipples, due to Kaiba's earlier influence. "Seto Kaiba... You must regain your senses! The sorcerer is making a fool out of you!" she shouted, beginning to lose herself to her own dismay. In her anger, she felt that perhaps a slight to his ego could work where her earlier words hadn't.

It was the wrong move. Kaiba had apparently picked up on her words and now wore a truly disgruntled face. "Sorcerer? Do I need your ancient Egyptian nonsense on top of children's party games?! We'll see who's the fool once I finish this sideshow game and humiliate you in our duel!" With renewed vigor, the young man ferociously wrapped his hands around the bottom piece. Something seemed a little off, even to him... it was as though there was a softness behind the display that didn't match with the amount of metal. He squeezed Ishizu's supple ass-cheeks, one in each hand. He derived no enjoyment, but instead, only confusion. "A trick...!" he grumbled again, roughly pulling at the leather thong behind the armor.

Ishizu clenched her teeth as, on top of everything else, she received an undeserved wedgie. "Seto Kaiba... You fool..." she sobbed, no longer knowing any way to reach him.

It was a vicious cycle; every rebuke only made him more agitated and impatient. His agitation and impatience, in turn, drove him to behavior worthy of further rebuke. Furiously, he finished mashing in buttons and turning switches, until at long last, he heard an unlocking noise. "Finally!" he groaned, wrapping his long fingers into the hem of the bikini. The ease with which the leather thong detached from the back and the whole thing came off, looking more than a necklace or some sort of display ornament than any proper garment, drove home how pitifully tiny it had been.

But it had been something, at least. Now, Ishizu was left with nothing but anklets, wrist-bands, and sandals, useless for protecting her modesty, especially as she was. Soon, she would even be deprived of her invisibility, the last piece of magic concealing her shame. "Kaiba... Do you remember when I gave you the Egyptian God card? In the end, you sacrificed your pride... You cast aside the God and summoned Blue-Eyes White Dragon. That won you your duel," she pointed out, closing her eyes tightly and biting back tears.

"Why are you bringing that up now?" Kaiba complained, watching as something began to shimmer in the air atop the pedestal. A big mass of brown skin adorned only sparsely with gold trinkets... lifting and lowering slightly, as if with a human's breath.

"There was a lesson for me too in that moment. We do create our own destiny... and when we let other people dictate that ability. I lost the moment I stopped trusting in my own beliefs and my cards..."

"Ishizu...!" His voice sounded strained as he began to back away from the pedestal. The whole crowd began to issue mixed reactions, unsure of what they were seeing. Was it some kind of duel monster? After all, the other opponent had been cloaked all in white, from head to toe... they could barely recognize this naked woman, with her pussy and aroused breasts exposed, as Ishizu. Kaiba had seen the effects of Egyptian magic before... he couldn't deny the existence of the Pharaoh or ancient powers, even if he could continue to deny until his dying breath their significance. But still... he'd never seen any spirit do something like this.

"I got off track. Seto Kaiba. I brought up the Egyptian God Card because... I have to admit... just once, I wished you might thank me for delivering it to you," Ishizu sighed, wearing a serious frown that showed her contemplative mood, in spite of everything. "If only you would embrace your goodness or some token empathy- as you did for the Pharaoh once before- perhaps we both could have avoided this humiliating outcome." Sweat gleamed upon her glistening brown body, shining in the new sunlight that had replaced the arena. The angle caused the sweat to drip slowly to her pussy. That place was a different hue among all the rest of her flesh, fully on display to the entire assembled audience, who had barely had a chance to see her face before this point. "Next time... I hope I can get through to that good part of you." Now, she closed her eyes, and didn't reopen them... The best she could do was keep that dignified frown on her face as the crowd buzzed excitedly about what a sexy new duel monster had been created, unable to hear the murmurs of the two competitors. She held that look of resolution even as the world descended into darkness and even as her own soul returned, dragged back into Heishin's accursed repository. "Next time..."

"Ho ho ho ho ho! Mmmm, watching is the best, but sometimes it's even more fun enter in myself and give things a kick! They didn't even realize when that referee started jacking himself off, did they?! Oooh! Maybe I should be embarrassed too! I can't control myself, after all!" Heishin chortled, enjoying another great fury of masturbation at the expense of Ishizu Ishtar. He was clearly not ashamed. He hadn't been the type to blame himself for anything back when he lived and, unfortunately, time hadn't made him any more modest. He breathed in deeply, appreciating the formation of new grudge energy that coursed through his body. "She really is pissed, isn't she? Why shouldn't she be? That Seto Kaiba... What a bastard!" he guffawed hypocritically, slapping his own knee regardless of the dirty cum staining his hands.