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Descent	By : Thesus Category: +S through Z > Star Ocean 3 Views: 3304 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Star Ocean III: Till the End of Time: Descent

I do not own any of the rights to Star Ocean III or any of it's characters. The words, however, remain property of the author.

Ch.3: Philosophy and Punishment
Nel Zelpher strode angrily back into the hall. Glancing around and seeing no sign of Albel or the sleeping Sophia, she made a quick mental note that despite his brashness, Albel remained someone to be respected in all ways. Pulling on the leash with just the slightest force, blue-haired Fayt stumbled to her side, still wearing his matching bra and panties.
A malicious smile spread over her features. Handily whipping her famous Blades from their sheaths (another wardrobe change instituted after the elimination of monsters from the facility), she aimed a quick cut at Fayt's undergarments.
As Fayt looked on, Nel's hand was suddenly stayed as her mind froze: Were these weapons, the Blades of Ryusen, some of the finest work ever turned out by the whole nation of Aquaria, wielded with great honour by my father, instrumental in finding out the truth behind our world, really meant to be used as...toys in some sort of sexual encounter?
Time crawled by as Nel's hand remained, unmoving, inches away from the vulnerable straps, the razor-sharp blade millimetres from disrobing him. Fayt blinked. The next thing he knew was a soft, tickling sensation, as two blue satin undergarments floated to the ground, exposing his semi-erect manhood. As the cool air rushed over his now completely denuded body, Fayt shivered, suddenly aware of the cold floor and the chilling breeze. Wrapping his arms around himself, he pitifully looked up at Nel, still lost in thought.
"Things change. That's why I'm here. That's why we're all here." She looked down the the twin dirks, as sharp as ever. Slowly resheathing them, she looked back at her baggage for the briefest moment before continuing her monologue. "Things have changed. Time to accept that. These are, after all, just some sort of...program. Nothing special about them. Nothing special about any of this. Nothing special. Have to move on...break illusions and barriers. That's why we're here."
Nel's eyes suddenly lost their glaze of remembrance. Meeting Fayt's gaze, her mind instantly refocused on the present, she gave a sharp tug on the leash, and resumed her steady, military pace down the hallway. "Don't you have other things to be concerned about, hmm?", she chortled, deftly lifting a pebble onto her boot and flicking it softly at his softening penis, causing him to briefly recoil, choking himself, before realizing he was on a short lead.
Nel chortled again, and set a brisk pace through the corridors to the elevator, dragging the helpless Fayt. As the elevator creaked upwards, her thoughts turned to a fitting punishment for his misdemeanours. By the time the cage had risen three floors to the top of the castle, plans had settled in. As the lift ground to a halt, Nel led her obedient follower out onto the bricks. As always, a wide selection of gear was laid out for any of those looking to frolic on the roof. Perusing the selection for a quick second, though she was already quite familiar with it, Nel chose a thick black blindfold, inhibiting any vision, and tied it tightly around Fayt's eyes, giggling.
Fayt felt himself be slowly led out into of the alcove onto the ceiling as the bricks cooled beneath his bare feet and the wind shivered against his naked body. He heard a variety of vague whispers, but not enough to identify any people or even genders. Nel's voice came to him again, "Listen to my hands", as she placed one strong, soft hand on his back, bending him down.
The blue-haired youth felt a freezing sensation run through his neck as it made contact with metal. A soft *click* sounded, and his neck was suddenly immobilized. An unseen hand guided Fayt's arms, trapping each one in metal. Bent over, unable to move arms or neck, blinded and naked as the breeze whipped past him, Fayt waited.
He wasn't sure how long it was. Hard to keep track of time with no constant sensory input. However, the youth became all to aware of his surroundings as something started to force its way in to his by no means virgin ass. It withdrew as quickly as it came, and Fayt's ears strained to catch bits of the whispered conversation behind him, to no avail.
Fayt screamed in pain as the same object was shoved ruthlessly into him, instantly stiffening his exposed manhood. As he attempted to writhe, held securely by the metal restraints, the unknown intrustion - plastic, maybe? - started to turn and twist inside him. Fayt's screams of pain and pleasure echoed over the infinite blackness in front of his eyes.
Fayt tried to gasp for breath as the object withdrew a little from inside him, only to have his mouth abruptly filled by a long, thick cock, causing him to choke and gag. "Suck it, maggot", came a voice: Albel. Fayt willingly went to work, bobbing his head as much as was allowed by the metal before a grunt changed the blowjob to full-out facefucking, the cock in his mouth being drawn out and shoved back in.
A rhythm soon developed, the assailant of his tender asshole alternating thrusts with the invader of his mouth. Fayt couldn't help his instinctual reactions, as his cock soon grew to full size - all of five inches, begging for release, as the fucking continued. His moaning continued as pleasure mounted, unexpectedly broken by a stringent command: "Now!".
Fayt didn't have time to wonder who it was before the cock slipped out of his mouth, unloading a sticky load all over his face. Seconds after, a second series of spurts began to rain down on his immobile head, covering his whole head in cum. Fayt had only just started to lap at what was in reach of his tongue when the plastic was rammed forcibly into him. Fayt screamed once more as he unwillingly let go, spilling his seed to the unseen ground. His scream was redoubled as a whip slammed down on his bare back.
Nel surveyed the scene as she rained down another eleven blows on the vulnerable Fayt, leaving thick red marks. Sophia was kneeling beyond Fayt, hands over her mouth in shock as Maria, heavily manacled, continued to drive the large dildo into Fayt with maniac glee. Fayt and Cliff stood calmly in front of Fayt, Mirage kneeling at Cliff's feet, having just finished giving him a handjob while Albel helped himself to the pilloried youth's mouth.
The redhead dominatrix unlocked the cum-covered Fayt from his stocks before pushing him to his knees. "Eat up". He obligingly lowered his head to the rough cobblestones and started to lick, eventually finding his puddle and slurping. "Albel, clean things up and make sure those two are securely held," pointing at Maria and Fayt. "We can't risk more of this kind of behaviour. Sophia, get some rest. Same goes for Peppita. I'm going to find Clair."
Once more the Blades of Ryusen slid forth, cutting through the cum-soaked blindfold, and quickly wiped clean on Maria's hair. Nel strode off, back into the elevator, as the rest of the group stared.

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So, I'm cracking. First comment statement. First fanfic too, not that that's relevant in any way shape or form.
Unsure if anyone's following this; I'm thinking the hits are just from the provocative tags.
Either way, I'm enjoying the writing of it, so expect to see more as my student schedule allows.
--Thesus.
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