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"I..." Lilly's heart beat faster, a strange heat spread through her body. The weights on her breasts pulled on her nipples, tweaking them as she stood in place, and the metal band around her clit hugged it tightly, so that she felt she could hardly take another step forwards. Dusklord's words sent a mortifying shiver through her body. She looked around, the corridor was now choked with people, dozens and dozens of them, both men and women! They had surrounded her and her captor, hemming her in from the front and from behind.

Here, in this place, feeling their eyes on her body, Lilly wondered if she could do what she was being asked to. To beg for forgiveness. To debase herself in front of them. Even if they never knew who it was, she knew that she was the real thing. Her throat felt both tight and dry, she could count the seconds as they ticked past, her mind whirling. Dusklord could have pushed her, but he didn't, he seemed to realise that she was caught between two desires. That she didn't know which way to turn. She wondered what he would do if she refused, and the idea made her womanhood twinge with anticipation. Though, that may have been the clit thing as well.

Lilly tried to think, but all she could do was turn from face to face. Even if they thought she wasn't the real thing, it was clear that the staff were enjoying this massively. A naked woman in chains was in front of them, and their master was telling her to beg them for forgiveness! Redwing looked for sympathy, or empathy, for anything that might let her know they were on her side, but they weren't. Many of them were anticipating, they looked lusty, excited. Some couldn't keep their eyes off her body, tracing the curve of her waist, or the swell of her breasts.

What would they do to her if she refused? What would happen to her if she didn't play along? Obviously, Dusklord would have to punish her, but how would he do it? And was it something she actually wanted him to do? So far, everything had been private, between the two of them. Even now, the rest of the castle had only really seen her naked body, they'd gone no further. But if she kept going, then everyone was going to see it, and more as well! Her face burned with heat as it slowly dawned on her how much they would see. They would see her bound and helpless, her moans would tickle their ears, they would see her orgasm, watch her cum even if she didn't want to... they would see things that so far only a few boyfriends had ever really seen, and see them on a context which probably would make them a hundred times as vivid as what her partners had witnessed before.

Her heart fluttered, and her face was red, but Lilly had come to a decision. She shook her head, growling between her teeth.

"I'm not going to apologise for anything."

"Ohho?" Dusklord said, "You know what that means, right? A hero who won't apologise should be punished until she does. Words of wisdom."

_You're enjoying this far too much, _Lilly thought to herself. But she didn't have much venom in it, because she was enjoying it too. Heat was spreading through her body, she couldn't ever remember being more aware of herself, and of her senses. Everything seemed so sharp and vivid, from the feeling of the cold tiles under her feet to the metal of the handcuffs which held her wrists bound behind her back.

"If you don't apologise, I am going to make you squirm and beg like a common whore."

"Never." Lilly growled, "Do what you want to me, but I'll never break."

Dusklord shrugged. "As you wish, but remember, you did ask for it."

At first, she didn't know quite what he had done, but then, she felt the metal wires that wrapped around her clit begin to grow warmer. It felt like they had been left in the sun for an hour or two, the metal heating gradually changed the sensation, pressing into her sensitive bud, Lilly bit her lower lip, trying not to make any sounds.

"Little known fact to you," Dusklord said, "I can alter my shadow constructs to a certain extent even after they are made. In previous battles, you saw me use it to repair them, or alter them on the fly. But that was mostly just crude work because I couldn't focus on it in the midst of a battle. If I have a chance to really focus, I can alter things very finely indeed."

Lilly couldn't speak. She was trying not to squeak. The metal wires which entrapped her clit were not only warm now, but they were also starting to move! Buzzing as they gradually started to vibrate more and more rapidly. With her hands bound, Lilly could do nothing but stand there, the feeling hit her like a wave, washing over her body. Her clit, already on the edge because of the attention and the stimulation from the metal itself, started to flower with pleasure, burning brighter and brighter in her mind. She was aware that she had started to breath more and more quickly.

"For example, if I impart enough energy to it, I can make it move in certain ways," Dusklord went on, like he didn't notice her difficulties. "Making a handy clitoral vibrator. I must admit, for obvious reasons, I have never tested it before, but I am guessing by your behaviour that you approve?"

"Nnngh, this is nothing..." Lilly said, sweat beading her forehead. Oh god, it didn't feel like nothing. Her clitoris was awash with sensation, the close hugging of the metal made the vibrations all the more intense, drilling them directly into her bud, her nerves screamed with the contact, heat and pleasure washed through her body. Her legs were trying to shake, held back only by her iron will. Everyone was watching her, they were all watching as her body was slowly turned against her. The crowd was silent, but she could feel them, their eyes were judging her, they didn't know how intense it felt! They didn't know how hard it was to resist!

She was breathing faster and faster, each breath in made her chest rise, the weights pulling at her breasts, stimulating her nipples as well. She'd never felt more helpless than she did in that moment, but if she thought that this was going to make her break, Dusklord was wrong! She could totally take this! She'd used vibrators before back home, even if this felt more intense, it wasn't new to her. She could handle it, she just had to keep her focus.

"And, just as I can heat my creations, I can cool them as well."

He snapped his fingers - he was showing off - and Lisa felt the metal harness around her clit suddenly start to cool. It didn't stop vibrating, but the heat difference made it more and more noticeable, she winced, her eyes widened, the metal had become chilled to the touch, tormenting her bud with frosty coils which entangled it and allowed no escape. All the while, the vibrations continued, forcing her body into a higher and higher state of arousal.

Lilly's legs collapsed out from under her, and she fell to her knees, the impact might have jarred a normal woman, but her powers easily let her absorb it. Her legs were spread to absorb the hard landing, and she realised that everyone could see her clit now, and how engorged it was. Lilly shook her head, there were tears in the corner of her eyes, but she didn't know if it was from pleasure or horror at her situation.

She could feel an orgasm coming on. The building of pleasure, the tension that was growing around her thighs and womanhood, heat rushed to her pussy, seeming to gather in a tiny ball between her legs. She was breathing heavily too, her back arched, and her head tilted. Her legs were twitching as she tried to bring them back under control.

"Oh, and one more things? Quite naturally, the piercings in your nipples are my constructs too."

Another smug little snap of his fingers, and the weights vanished. Instead, the black rings that ran through her nipples started to vibrate as well, assailing her with further stimulation. The skin of her nipples prickled and started to flash with pleasure, the feeling sweeping through her body and rising up her chest. Lilly bit down hard to keep from moaning, but it was so, so hard. All her body wanted to do was to surrender, to climax! But her mind was fighting against it, a battle of logic and flesh played out through her being, and everyone in the corridor watched and enjoyed her suffering.

Dusklord was pacing, moving in front of her, his old style clothes matched the castle environment perfectly. He looked like someone who had stepped out of time, some ancient aristocrat from the middle ages.

"Behold, the heroine Redwing!" He said, gesturing to her, Lilly made a small sound, a moan forcing its way between her lips. Her thighs were shaking, she could feel her body inching closer and closer to the promised orgasm, and knew the more she fought it, the stronger it would become.

"Naked and bound! Sitting with her legs spread, on her knees before the whole mansion!"

He laughed - it was his standard ''Evil Villain Laugh Mark Three'' with a slight variant, she'd heard it many times before. Usually when he was taunting some hero, or about to reverse a losing fight. The last time she'd heard it was, yes, right before he'd pushed The Living Dynamo into a swimming pool that the idiot had somehow not even realised was there. To be fair to him, it had been late at night, and they'd been fighting over a neighbourhood of well off people. He could have seen the pool, but he had been a bit distracted. Not as distracted as he would be later though, once the water grounded his powers, and left him spluttering and cold. It had been weeks before he'd been able to fight properly again.

She was pretty sure that Dusklord still sent him Christmas Cards to poke him about it, though she'd never asked.

Redwing might have thought more about this, but a spike of pleasure rose through her body, her back arched, her head rose up, and a moan she couldn't stop tore itself free from her mouth. The pleasure spike was followed by another, and then another, each one more and more intense. Lilly's body twitched and trembled, moving to the very edge of her orgasm. She felt like someone looking down the side of a deep, deep mountain, knowing that any moment, she would tumble down into the ravine below. A note of panic filled her mind, but it was drowned by desire and anticipation. She wanted this, she wanted to cum so badly. Fuck, it had never felt this good before! Her whole body was shaking!

Then, suddenly, just as she metaphorically began to tip over, and felt her feet leaving the ground, Dusklord waved a hand, and the the feelings all vanished! The metal hugging her clit, and the rings in her nipples both winked out of existence, the vibrations ran into a dead stop. Lilly felt as though, having started to fall, there was suddenly a floor under her, and she didn't know what to do about it or say. A groan of frustration escaped her lips, especially once she realised that there was one binding that Dusklord had kept - the one around her wrists. They were still trapped behind her back, presumably so she couldn't finish herself off.

She gasped, drawing in a ragged breathe, looking up, she saw the crowd, and Dusklord too watching her carefully.

"Are you ready to beg now? Or will we see how many times we can bring you to the edge and snatch away your conclusion?"

"You....you are an absolute bastard..." Lilly managed between gritted teeth. Dusklord chuckled with obvious good humour.

"My parents would be surprised to hear that, I am sure. Technically, they're both still alive."

"T-technically?"

"Well, one is an immortal vampire, and the other is the shadow-wielding goddess of an alternative universe."

She honestly didn't know if he was fucking with her or not. She'd heard weirder origins in her days.