Lilly's Story Time

Lilly had travelled through portals like this before. She'd done it in her capacity as Redwing, the hero. Like she'd said, she had sometimes been to alternative worlds, or to pasts or futures that had never happened, timelines that had never fully come to be. It was all part of being a hero, but even so, she never really got used to the feeling. As you stepped into the portal, it was like being stretched out, everywhere in the universe all at once. You had the feeling that you knew everything, that you _were _everything. Then, suddenly, you would snap back to reality like an elastic band, and find yourself in the new location.

Over time, she'd learned to endure it, but she would never really like it. It made her head hurt.

This time, the first thing she felt was the ground against her bare feet, dry dirt pressed against her skin. It was warm, almost balmy, and she looked up to see a sun very much like the one she was used to. Around her, there were rising hills, and scrabbly grass, the odd tree standing defiantly on its own. Beside them, there was a road paved with cobblestone, leading towards a patch of hills.

She blinked, rubbing her eyes with one hand, and then looked again.

Nope, still not fantastic new world. Still drab land, and drab grass, and drab heat.

Why was it that she never got protal'ed to anywhere fun?

Dusklord was kneeling beside her. He'd dropped to his knees, one hand on the ground. His eyes were closed. She looked at his face, noting the shape of his skull, the corners of his mouth, the paleness of his skin and a dozen other factors. It was exactly the same as he had been before, and somehow also totally different. She had his name now, Alexi. Somehow, in all the years they had fought, she'd never cared to learn his name until now. He'd been a rival, an enemy, someone who could sometimes be an ally, and who was at least one of the more classic villains she fought. Someone who had a code, and could be relied on not to target innocents. But she'd never before wondered about his name, or his family, or his hopes and fears.

Dusklord opened his eyes, rising to his feet again.

"We arrived roughly where we meant to." He said, "If we follow this road, it'll take us to a settlement. My brother has a castle there. That's where he should be."

He looked at her, his eyes flickering over her naked form.

"We'll need to get you some proper **** attire too, of course."

She placed her hands on her hips again, grinning a little because of the odd situation. She was totally naked, in a whole new world, with a man that only last week had been her sworn enemy.

"What, is naked not good enough? Don't tell me that you don't want to show me off."

"More than you would know," he admitted with a smile that made her heart race. "But in this world, there are certain traditions. If we want you to be accepted passively without comment, you need to look the part. Now normally, I would just use my powers to give you an appropriate look, but..."

"Your brother would recognise it."

"Exactly. So we need to acquire some actual clothes. Well, I say ''clothes'' but..."

"Let me guess, chains?"

"Pretty much." Dusklord admitted, "If it helps, you'll look good in them,"

Lilly felt herself blush. It felt really really weird to think that in a short time, she would be naked in public. Or, well technically she was naked in public now, but there was no one to see. Soon she'd be in the town though, and then there WOULD be people who would see. And they'd know her as ''Lilly'' not Redwing. Her name her actual, real name would be attached to her degradation. It made her tingle to think about.

"Show me what I am going to be wearing." She said.

"You sure?"

"It's not like I can really hide from it. And it's going to look weird if someone notices that I am awkward in something I'm supposed to have worn for ages now."

"And it's not just because you're horny right now and want to have some fun?"

"I would never do that, master." Lilly grinned as she said the word, teasing it between her lips to draw it out. Even as she said it, she could sense Dusklord reacting. A stiffening of the spine, a look in his eyes. A sense that matched her own.

"All right," Dusklord said. "There doesn't seem to be anyone around, so this is a good time for a lesson on how to be a **** in Antiqa. Firstly, there are a few ways to be made a ****. You can be born into it, you can be sold into it by someone who has power over you, or you can be taken as a **** after a battle. You're the last case. My brothers knows that I don't hold truck with slavery for the most part. I wouldn't buy a ****, so the first two options are out. But if he thinks I took you as a trophy of a great victory, it might just fit into his worldview enough for him to accept it."

"Right," Lilly nodded, "So I was some enemy of yours that you beat and enslaved. Probably because of my aching beauty, and the fact that the mere fantasy of what I looked like naked made your blood boil with desire."

"You know, you're sounding like you're getting a bit too into this again."

"Ah, sorry."

"Anyway, I beat you and captured you several years ago. At this point, you're broken. You're not defiant at all, not wilful or rebellious. I keep you around as a reminder of the victory, and also because of your...feminine charms."

"So I'm a fuck-****."

"Well, I was trying not to put it so bluntly, but yes. You're to call me master, and any free man or woman is master or mistress to you. You have no rights except those that I give you, which means that you have to obey any orders that don't threaten your life or go against my wishes. I am going to make it known that I don't want you to be interfered with too much, so that should prevent things from going quite as far, but you may still be told to do humiliating and degrading things, especially if I am not around. In that case, you're going to have to bite the bullet and do them."

"I understand," Lilly took a deep breath, trying not to imagine the things which lurked in her future. Not that it worked, since she imagined them pretty damn well, and they made her body tingle, and her womanhood noticeably wetter.

"Next part is your attire. Slaves here wear a large number of different things, but they're generally intended to reveal more than they hide if you get my meaning. So, let's start with the basics."

He gestured, and Lilly felt a shiver race across her body as she was enveloping in living darkness for a single instant. When it faded, she felt almost exactly the same, except not quite exactly. Her nipples now looked like they had been pierced once more, a tiny ring of solid darkness ran through them, Lilly reached out, a shudder ran through her as she took the ring between her fingers. It was small but solid, and it felt like it was anchored to her flesh. As she moved it, she felt it tug on her nipple, making her arousal spike, and her mouth half open in a silent moan. Her nipple felt tender, though she didn't know if it was because of the ring or because of her own desire.

Her other hand fell down to her womanhood, brushing her lower lips with her fingers sent sparks flying through her body, but a moment later, the tips of those fingers encountered a second ring which had been anchored to her clitoral hood. It felt smaller than the one on her breast, which she now noticed had been paired, with a second one on her other nipple. The one between her legs was already starting to get wet.

Her finger curled around the ring, and she gently tugged on it just once, the resulting surge of pleasure made her legs shake.

Dusklord's cock was hard, she could see the bulge through his pants, and realised that she had already given him a bit of a show with her self-exploration. She put her hands behind her back, forcing her chest forwards with a sly smile.

"So this what a **** is supposed to look like, master?"

"Not quite," Dusklord said, "Though I admit it is quite the look for you, Redwing."

"That's Lilly."

"Yes, of course. L-Lilly. I remember. Anyway, all female slaves are pierced like this. However, because you are a former enemy, your uniform would be more humiliating."

He gestured again, and Lilly felt bands of darkness closing around her ankles and wrists. These became shackles, which quickly spat out a chain each. These chains were fine, but strong looking. Her right wrist was soon tethered to the piercing on her right breast, the left wrist to the left breast, while both of her legs were linked by a long chain to the piercing nestled between her folds. Redwing gulped, her throat felt dry, the weight of the chains made the piercing much more vivid, and especially when she moved. She could still move her arm or leg, but only to a limited extent. If she moved too hard, fast or far, the chain would yank on the piercing hard, giving her a sharp reminder of her place. She tried a few times as Dusklord watched, clearly enjoying the sight.

The mobility in her arms was fine for the most part, but the chains connected to the shacked around her ankles were tight, so that even the smallest step tugged on her clitoris, meaning that pleasured herself when she walked whether she wanted to or not. The sense of violation was ****, the metal locked around her clit felt cold and alien, punishing her if she moved at all with **** pleasure that only grew and grew as she was **** to keep going. But, if she tried to run, or escape, then it would become actively painful as her longer strides imparted more ****. It was a reminder of her enslavement and a method to control her all in one.

"Since we don't have time to get you pierced for real, nor would I want to even if we did, I am going to make those rings look as real as possible. The rest of the costume will be replaced by the real thing by the time we arrive at the castle. It should work."

"You know, this feels kind of like something I would fantasise about." Lilly admitted, "Myself in chains like this. Do you know how weird it feels? I'm edging myself just by walking."

"You didn't seem to object to chains before when I found you in the chair," Dusklord said. Lilly felt herself flush bright red.

"T-that was different. That was just a game between the two of us. Now, I'm going to get _seen _like this. If word of this ever got back..."

She shook her head, but despite her words, there was a strange grin on her lips. Her face was flushed, and her eyes were excited.

"Why don't we start with a lesson?" Dusklord said, sensing her mood, and finding that it matched his own. He looked around again, but there was still no one here, and wouldn't be for quite some time. This world was much less industrial than the one that they came from, and the town that hosted his brother's castle was rather small. The odds of anyone being this far out were almost none, and he would surely sense them if they approached anyway.

"Mmm." Redwing turned to regard him, and nodded. "Yes, that sounds like a good idea. We want to be able to convince anyone we meet that I've been your **** for a long time, so maybe we should practice a little. You know, purely out of practicality."

"I'm sure." Dusklord said drily. "Firstly, let's start with the standard pose. Get on your knees and spread your legs as far as they can go. Your back has to be straight."

Redwing had never posed in quite this way before, her legs folded under her, her knees digging into the dusty ground. She spread her legs, pushing the gap between her thighs as wide as it would go, her muscles tensed as she straightened her back, crossing her arms behind her as she did. It felt strange to be in this pose, strange and exciting. The way she was sitting now, her breasts and pussy were both exposed to anyone who would might come by, She could neither defend herself not cover up her body. The positioning of her muscles to hold the pose made her chest strain, drawing the eye to her breasts and her nipples, which by now were hard and engorged. She was breathing a little fast, excitement raced through her body. It wasn't like they were just playing in the castle anymore, anyone could come through her and see her like this! Subjugated and humiliated, kneeling in defeat.

Dusklord took a step towards her, the sound of his footsteps was, to Redwing, only slightly louder than the hammering of her heart. She gulped, feeling the tension and nervousness of her position. He could do anything to her at all, and she would have no legal protection in this world. She was just a ****. It was exciting and scary, though her heroic side was annoyed at the idea of slavery like this existing at all.

"That's...good." Dusklord sounded confused. "You got it in one. I would have thought I'd have to correct you at least a little bit. Let me guess, you've watched porn where the women posed like this?"

"Um..." Lilly felt the heat run to her face, looking down towards the ground. Humiliation clawed at her, and she definitely didn't want to admit that that was exactly the case. She'd seen this pose many times before, usually while touching herself or playing with a vibrator. She'd always wondered what it would be like to actually use it herself, but she'd never got around to trying, at least not in the presence of anyone else.

Dusklord laughed, perhaps sensing her thoughts.

"You know, you can tell me. It's not like it's going to be more embarrassing than anything you've already done in my presence. Do you not trust me?"

"N-no, it's nothing like that." Lilly looked up to him, her eyes were wide, "It's just...telling people my fantasies is kind of hard for me.. it's... um, well I play the hero, you see. I _am _a hero. So people expect a certain level of grace from me at all times. It's like a saint or whore complex, if you've ever heard of that? It's a psychological issue where someone can only regard a woman as either a saint - someone totally innocent and beyond blame - or a whore, someone totally corrupted, who cannot be saved. It's kind of like that for female heroes. We get the media spotlight so often, but if there's even a hint of...of..."

"Of personal preference that goes against the mainstream?" Dusklord raised an eyebrow.

"Y-yeah. Well, if that happens, then it can get really hard to maintain a reputation. Well, if you're not Kink Queen and Dom-Meister but those two are...odd."

For a moment - for a long moment - Dusklord stared at her blankly.

"You're fucking with me."

"No, those are real heroes. We just don't talk about them much. Um, they do a lot of anti-**** work, they fight illegal human trafficking and also deal with illegal prostitution... According to reports, if you're high out of your mind, seeing those two burst through the wall is terrifying."

"Yes..." Dusklord said, gathering himself, "I am sure it would be..."

"They're uh, actually a really nice couple! They just uh, they just don't really give a shit what the world thinks about them. I think the city tried to outlaw them once because their existence was corrupting the innocence of children."

"What, really?"

"Well, no. They just made powerful people uncomfortable."

"What happened?"

"Avatar."

"Ah."

"Yeah..."

"A-anyway..." Lilly said, "Most heroes don't talk about themselves much if they're anything other than normal, especially female ones because double standards are fun like that."

"Right." Dusklord said, "So I get why you're **** to talk about things like that. it's a learned trait, habit that's been stamped into you for years. But no one knows you here, unless you're worried that I would tell someone when we got back?"

"N-no," Lilly said, "I know you wouldn't do that... It's just..."

She took a deep breath.

"It's kind of hard to break patterns, you know? And the answer is embarrassing..."

"So you did see it in porn."

Lilly's eyes locked onto the ground again.

"Yeah..." She nodded slowly, her cheeks were burning, but she reminded herself that she was still Dusklord's plaything for the rest of the week. She was his ****, both here and in the other world too. Unless she wanted to break the arrangement, then she really had no right to hide anything from him. She'd even told him her name!

She looked up again, her breath hitched in her throat, but she powered on.

"A lot of the porn I like to watch has women being **** to have sex, or made into slaves. It's not really something I like to bring up to the media but...well, you know my kinks by now, so it's not surprising I enjoy that sort of thing. I...um.... I have never taken this pose before but I practised with one like it."

"Really?" Dusklord grinned, "Tell me more, oh Redwing."

"It was back when I first turned eighteen..." Redwing said, not sure even why she was going into it except that she felt the urge. Her heart beat faster, her pulse thundered in her ears. "I'd just started as a hero, and I'd also just moved out and got my own house. I wasn't used to being alone quite so much, so I took advantage of it. I bought a bunch of toys..."

"Toys?" Dusklord said, he was near her now, she could almost feel the heat of his body as he stood in front of her. His shadow draped across her kneeling form. "Why don't you be more specific? What sort of toys did you get?"

"S-sex toys..." Redwing's face was red, "I went out to get them that morning. Went to a shop far away from where I lived. I was paranoid about being seen by anyone I knew. I didn't want people to think that I was the sort of girl with a big collection-"

She jumped as she felt Dusklord's fingers playing with the piercing on her nipple, hooking his digits around it and gently pulling it back and forth, stimulating her breast with gradual motion, and the nipple in particular. He moved it back and forth, slowly and sensually teasing her body. Redwing took a deep breath, and tried not to moan.

"What sort of toys did you get?"

"I-it was years ago!" She protested, "I don't remember!"

"Oh, in that case."

His fingers let go of the ring, and Redwing shivered, looking up in betrayal as he stepped back.

"T-there was a dildo!" She cried out, "And a vibrator of some sort...And I got cuffs, And....and...."

Redwing closed her eyes, wondering if she dared go on, but her body cried out for his touch, her nipple bristled, denied the stimulation which had been gently washing over it.

"And I got a video camera..."

"A video camera?" Dusklord's interest was instant. "Now that wasn't so hard to admit, was it?"

Lilly squirmed, Dusklord's hands had found her chest again, but now they were stroking it directly, his fingers squeezing her nipples, gently twisting them, rubbing them between his digits in a way that made her legs feel weak., Her didn't only target those either, but the rest of her breasts too, his fingers drew patterns across her naked skin, leaving a tingling trail of desire wherever they went.

"What happened next?"

"I.... I had recently got into kidnap porn. Fantasy roleplays where someone is kidnapped and **** to have sex...I felt really bad about it, r-really guilty each time I watched it, but it spoke to something in me. So I always came back in the end..."

Dusklord leaned closer, his hot breath played across her skin, Lilly wiggled as he knelt down, and his tongue gently started to lick her nipple, the motion felt divine, and she gasped. Dusklord sucked on her breast, using his tongue to hook around the rink, playing with her nipple using both the piercing as well as his own teeth which kneaded her nipple, applying pressure but not enough to cause actual pain. She moaned, the sound escaped from the back of her throat. Her body felt hot, her nipples were as hard as they could be, her pussy was getting wetter and wetter, and her hands still hadn't even moved from their place behind her back.

"I..." She gulped, her body shifting, moving from side to side in response to the stimulation. Dusklord's mouth at her chest, his tongue teasing her beasts, it made it hard to focus. Her mind was spinning, pleasure slowly gathering at the corners of her body, becoming stronger and stronger, more compelling with every moment that passed.

"I...I....I locked myself in the bathroom." She admitted, remembering the feeling of nervousness she'd felt that day. So long ago, if that girl could but see where she was now! "Even though the house was empty, It felt - ah- it felt too private to do it anywhere else..."

Her mouth felt dry, Dusklord was playing with her chest still, making her skin tingle, her nipples flash with heat and pleasure. Desire and arousal pumped through her body, dancing with the beat of her heart, and enhancing her senses so that she could capture every moment of this feeling. Humiliation and lust mixed and became something that neither could have quite matched on their own.

"I wanted to -ah!- wanted to feel what it would be like to be in those videos...So I took the camera and set it to record... I knew even then that if it got found out, or the tape got online, I'd be totally fucked. I wasn't a big hero in those days but I -ohgod- I was still not small. A lot of people wanted to see me naked...So the idea of having a sex tape was terrifying. But that only added to it..."

Dusklord's free hand started to descend down her body, his fingers trailing openly down her chest, towards her waist. He moved slowly, touching and stroking her, following the curves of her body, but inevitably, he sunk lower and lower. His fingers found their way between her thighs, where they started to rub her womanhood, Lilly moaned, her wetness stained the tips of his fingers, and she yearned for him to push deeper, to run those fingers through her lower lips.

He didn't. Instead, he began to rub her pussy, moving back and forth as he gained speed. The friction drew a long, low moan from the back of her throat, making her gasp, she desperately wanted him to go further.

"I stripped naked..." Lilly said, "And turned the camera on. I prepared the dildo and the vibrator. The vibe was one of those small egg ones, and I - f-fuck!- I strapped it to my clit and set it to low. I-it was the first time I ever felt any serious stimulation there... I remember it almost floored me. I'd never felt that good before. B-but I wasn't done. So I took the dildo, and I lubed it up, and set it on the ground - it had this wide base so it could support itself - and I used the cuffs to bind my hands in front of me."

She was gasping now, moaning between words as Dusklord's fingers became faster, more urgent, pressing into her womanhood, creating a pattern which burned into her mind. Her pussy was full of sensation, her womanhood was openly wanting him, her wetness staining the insides of her thighs. Holding the position was getting harder and harder when each movement made her shiver or shudder. Her nerves were on fire, but her body wanted more. She wanted him inside of her, his fingers darted and rubbed her, but they didn't enter her, no matter how much she wanted him to. It was driving her insane.

"With the camera on, I -ah! - I introduced myself, and said that I had been captured... I don't remember if I did it as a hero or just as some random girl with no powers, it didn't matter anyway. The point was that I'd been captured a-and the people who did it were making a video to prove to the world that they had me. They wanted money to return me, but to show that they were serious, they were going to torment me on a livestream.

"I...I closed my eyes, and imagined that the vibrator was someone toying with my clit. M-making me feel those things in front of the whole world. they wanted me to react, and to show everyone what they were doing. To humiliate me and **** me. I knelt down, and I felt the top of the dildo poking up into my -gah- into my ass. So I started to let me weight push my body down, and feel it inside of me, filling me up."

Dusklord's fingers finally started to enter her, pressing into her soaking womanhood, Lilly's spine arched in spite of her best intentions, feeling him pushing her labia aside, penetrating her with his fingers. He moved them faster and faster, fingering her, making her quake, her whole body felt like it had turned to jelly, all of the foreplay had ensured that she was sensitive, wanting. His motions tore a moan from her again, his other hand was still working at her breast, his fingers teased her nipple, twisting it, grinding it between his thumb and forefinger. Then, when she was used to that, he started to use the ring again, tugging on it as if to remind her that she was chained. A captive.

His mouth had moved upwards, now he was kissing the side of her neck, trailing upwards, his hot breath tickled her ears, and she felt his teeth as they started to gently tease the skin there.

"I imagined that they were fucking me in the ass!" Lilly moaned, "While at the same time playing with my clit. That they were forcing me to answer all sorts of questions on the livestream, so that everyone would know it was really me! M-my name and history, the names of my friends, the sort of food I liked to eat. All so that no one would doubt it was really me. I-if I refused, I'd be punished, so I was **** to reveal everything about myself. M-my breasts jiggled up and down as I rose the dildo, and I remember feeling so ashamed, l-like I was giving the whole world a show. My life would be over after this and I knew it, but they just kept going... T-the vibe on my clit made me cum, but I wasn't allowed to stop. I had to keep going. Keep pleasuring myself, even as I imagined they were laughing at me and mocking me... I knew the livestream was going to be all over the internet, uploaded to all sorts of sites. People were going to see me cum again and again..."

Speaking of cumming, Lilly could feel that she was near a climax now. Dusklord was moving his fingers faster, penetrating her further. The motion set her lower self aflame, filling her womanhood with desire and lust, the friction was divine against her skin, and her clit was pulsing with pleasure. Now and then, he would tease it with one of the chains which tied it to her ankle, tugging on it always made her jump or moan. His hand played with her breasts, his mouth was now kissing the side of her neck again, the feeling was erotic and sensual.

"A-after I came for the third time, I was finally allowed to stop," She panted, "but I wasn't done yet. For the next few days, I **** myself to wear skirts and no panties, and kept the vibrator strapped to me, set to turn on at random times. W-whenever it happened, the rule I set myself was that I had to find somewhere within ten minutes and finger myself into I came."

Even as she remembered cumming in the bathroom so long ago, Lilly's body bucked, and she felt the very real pleasure of her current situation, Dusklord's fingers finally drove her over the edge. She moaned, feeling like the pleasure was washing through her in a great wave, her body shivered, Dusklord captured her in a deep kiss, pulling her body close to his as she climaxed.

When they were done, Lilly was gasping. She shook her head, and tried to gather her wits.

"That felt amazing," She admitted, "But I didn't do anything for you..."

"That's fine" Dusklord said, "Believe me, hearing your story was more than enough. Besides, I'm sure we'll have time for more fun later. You're supposed to be my sex ****, after all. It would be rather strange if I didn't take advantage of that."