Ace Attorney Perversions | By : passiveaggressor Category: +M through R > Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney Views: 9812 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Maya got off the bus and began the hike up to Hazakura temple. Pearl hadn’t come home yet, and now there was some ‘problem’ going on involving ‘materials unbecoming of priestesses’ being sent out from the temple. “Pearly, I hope you’re safe...” She thought aloud. She hated this place sometimes. It always reminded her of that case...and Dahlia; the woman who had tried to kill her and had brought about her mother’s death. At least this time it was relatively warm...
She walked up to the gate and saw her cousin Iris, sweeping the front steps. “Iris!” she called out, running up the path towards the hooded figure. The figure turned and Maya stopped as she was confronted with the smooth porcelain face. “Oh... Um hello...” said Maya, a tad shaken by the sight. “Is that you Iris?” she asked tentatively. The figure shook her head slowly. Maya quickly recovered and adopted her trademark smile before saying, “Well my name is Maya! What’s yours?” The figure pointed a gloved hand at the section where her mouth was and drew an X over where her lips would be. “Oh you’re mute?” The figure nodded slowly and Maya’s smile slipped a little. “Oh I’m sorry to hear that...” she said with a sad look. “Um is it alright if I call you Mask since I don’t know your name?” Maya asked, her eyes twinkling a little. The figure nodded again and Maya clapped her hands. “Great! It’s nice to meet you Mask!” she said happily. Mask nodded and continued to sweep. Maya watched her sweep for a few minutes, trying to remember why she was there. Her eyes widened suddenly as she remembered and she tapped Mask on the shoulder “Oh! Have you seen Iris, Mask?” she asked with a hopeful look. Mask nodded and leaned the broom on the gate before walking into the temple, a grinning Maya following behind her. ______________________________________________________________________________Iris looked up as Chloe entered the main hall with Maya a step behind. “Oh Maya! What a surprise!” she exclaimed, getting up and hugging the younger girl. Maya hugged her back and said, “It’s good to see you again too Iris. Say have you met my new friend Mask?” she asked, pointing to Chloe who was currently kneeling with her head bowed. “Ummm, Mask?” she asked hesitantly, confused at her new friend’s behavior. Iris smiled, “Oh you must mean Chloe. She’s a trainee acolyte who recently arrived from a temple for training.”
“Oh I see, I was just calling her Mask cause she wears one all the time!” said Maya, laughing. She looked around and then turned to look at ‘Iris’ before asking, “Say Iris... Have you seen Pearly? She was meant to be back already, but she’s running terribly late.” Iris tapped her chin, “Little Pearl? She stayed for extra training and then headed back a few hours before you arrived. You probably missed her.” said Iris with a smile. Maya shook her head. “That long?!? She’d have contacted me somehow, and I was told by Bikini that she should be with me already, since she left shortly before I was even planning to come up...” Maya said, handing her a postcard. “Hmmm how strange... Maybe she walked back?” Iris ventured. Maya thought for a second and nodded, “Yeah, that sounds like something she would do. I just wonder why she hasn’t contacted me yet... Probably thinks I’m busy with Phoenix.” Iris laughed lightly and said, “Maybe she’s trying to give you two more alone time?” “Things... have become strained between us.” Maya admitted, “Let’s just say that I’m not the innocent young medium that dealt with a accusation of killing my sister by helping prove it was a protection racket that did... We’re giving each other alone time from each other... Last I knew, Wright and Co. was supposedly getting renamed Wright and Edgeworth due to some pact him and Miles made... Well, I know I heard that Miles Edgeworth has given up prosecuting...” “Those were dark times for all of us, Maya.” Iris said, nodding sagely, “Would you like to join Chloe and I for some dinner?” Maya’s face brightened instantly, “That sounds great Iris!” she exclaimed, clapping her hands in glee. Iris smiled and nodded to Chloe who rose and walked off. “Chloe will get started on dinner while I show you to your room.” said Iris. Maya nodded and followed the older acolyte up the stairs to the second floor. As she got halfway, however, she stumbled, clutching her stomach in pain. “What the?” Iris muttered, “Excuse me for a bit...” she said, recovering after a minute, “I hope you don’t mind sharing with Chloe... Well, this was all rather sudden...” she said standing up and composing herself. Maya nodded, her look of concern fading as she said, “Of course that would be alright. But there was something I was curious about...” Iris tilted her head, “Oh and what would that be?” she asked. “Why does Chloe wear that mask?” Maya asked. Iris paused and smiled, “Ah Sister Chloe wears that mask as part of her training,” Maya’s eyes widened, “O-Oh I see... It must be hard training...” She said in a wavering voice. “Like our families don’t have some odd training methods...” Iris said, with a look in the direction of the Inner Temple. Her expression changed and she said, “Perhaps you would like to try it as well? I know Little Pearl showed interest...” Maya tapped her temple for a few seconds before smiling, “It sounds fun so alright!” she said in an excited voice. “Good now here we are at the room you and her will be sharing.” Maya looked inside to notice a temporary wall had been set up just across from two beds, the room even more simple in design than any of the other rooms, something about the abundance of paper screens making her nervous. “Don’t worry... When you’re doing training with her, I’ll be able to take it all down... Some of her oaths require I hide things related to her training..” Iris reassured her. Maya nodded enthusiastically, “So when can we start on this training?” she asked excitedly. “Will you just go out for a bit? I need to get some things from behind the temporary wall, and I don’t want you seeing just yet.” Iris said, Maya stepping out. When she was called back in, a strange outfit made of a green and shiny material was laid out on one of the beds. “Um Iris? What is this?” asked Maya, looking at the strange garments in apprehension. “You’ll have to discard your old robes as part of the oaths. Don’t worry. New ones will be supplied.” Iris reassured her. Maya nodded and hesitantly stripped her robes off, handing them to Iris as she picked up the largest garment of the outfit. The item in question was a gleaming green catsuit made of a smooth material. “Why is it only younger girls who don’t look at the training attire like it’ll attack them?” Iris asked offhandedly. Maya shrugged and looked for a zipper, for Iris to show her that the neck stretched and one entered by stepping into it. “How are you meant to take it off?” Maya asked, for Iris to shake her finger. “Stop over-thinking... Younger acolytes didn’t spend half a hour wondering about little things like that... I thought you were a big girl.” Iris teased, helping stretch the one opening in the suit outs. Maya huffed and pushed a foot into the suit, shivering at the sensation of the smooth material against her skin. Iris held it open and helped her slide her other foot and then her lower body into it. Maya felt her cheeks get hot as the material hugged her body like a second skin. She swallowed and slid her arms into the sleeves and worked her fingers into the built in gloves. “It feels weird Iris...” said Maya, running a hand down the smooth latex. “It takes some getting used to, but you won’t have to worry about the cold anymore.” chided Iris as she picked up a stiff rubber corset. “Arms up please?” she asked sweetly. Maya complied and Iris placed the corset around her waist, doing up the laces and pulling them slowly tight. “Are you sure all of this is necessary?” Maya asked, “It seems a bit... odd for a acolyte to dress like this under their robes...” Iris nodded to her as she pulled a buckle tight over the lacing. “Absolutely, in fact Chloe has taken an additional oath to only wear latex...” Iris offered, “The mask is a permitted exception.” “Oh is that so?” Maya said as Iris did up the corset buckles, pulling it tighter still. Next came a pair of heels with severely pointed toes that took a little work to fit her feet into them. After that, Iris slid a pair of rubber gloves up her arms to just below her shoulders. Once she’d done that, she nodded. “You look perfect... I guess you won’t be taking the additional oaths Chloe did? A oath of silence and a oath to not allow any material but latex to touch your skin?” Maya shook her head and felt the smooth material with one latexed hand. “Its so smooth...” she said in a soft voice. “Yes it is and now there’s just a few more articles of clothing to add.” said Iris, taking Maya’s hands and sliding them into a pair of green latex bondage mitts, locking the buckles of a pair of hidden cuffs with two clicks. “HEY!” Maya protested, trying to stop her. Iris just laughed and yanked her wrists behind her, cuffing them securely before releasing her. “Iris! What are you doing? Let me out of these cuffs now!” Maya screamed, tugging on the cuffs and trying desperately to get free. “Oh but Maya, we haven’t even finished getting you ready.” She said, getting a pair of latex cuffs and moving to fasten them round her ankles. Maya yelped and struggled but to no avail as her ankles were cuffed and a spreader bar attached, forcing them wide open. Iris then pulled out a green hood and undid Maya’s hair before applying the hood. Said hood had holes for her eyes, nostrils, and mouth. Maya’s eyes went wide when Iris picked up a ring gag. “Stop it Iris! Help! Someone! HEL-GHHK!” she screamed as the ring gag was pushed into her mouth and secured tight. Maya struggled fiercely against Iris as the older woman fitted a wide Rubber, with satin cover, posture collar around her throat, the Fey crest prominent on the front, before pulling a satin cover over her corset with a larger crest on it. “Mmm you’re really coming along. Now lets get you posed.” said Iris, pulling Maya over to the bed and pulling back the sheet. The bound girl was pushed onto the bed and her wrists secured to an eyebolt hidden in the bedding. Her ankles were secured in a spread position to hidden eyebolts as well and the spreader bar was removed. “Now you’re perfect... A lovely little Fey clan slut, ready to show how much your family is a family of whores.” Iris spat, with uncharacteristic venom. The door opened and Chloe’s masked face appeared. Maya mmphed and struggled, trying to tell Chloe to get help, but the masked woman simply entered the room and shut the door, kneeling on the floor with her head bowed. Iris smiled and turned around, looking at the kneeling woman and cupping her chin. “Hello Chloe, I trust you finished cooking?” Iris asked, the masked woman nodding. “Good then strip for our guest and get ready.” she said as she pushed aside the cardboard false wall, to reveal a folding screen that made Maya struggle and give muffled screams of anger. Her family’s crest, defiled in such a horrid way, the URL for the infernal website prominently underneath. After Chloe had stripped, she removed the other false walls to reveal similar perverse advertisements for the website that treated her family crest as a advert for latex whores. As Iris worked, Chloe had stripped off her robes to reveal a suit similar to Maya’s except in a rich purple, and she got out the cover for her corset as she waited for Iris to finish. Iris stood and fitted the cover on Chloe before removing the mask, revealing a similar hood to Maya’s. Even with the mask off, Maya couldn’t tell who it was. Iris then pulled the last folding screen aside to reveal a multimedia setup that looked out of place in the remote temple with two screens, pointed in such a way that Maya could easily read one of them, with it reading ‘Jade online in 5 minutes’, and various people in the chatroom underneath going, ‘Wonder if she will be better than Violet?’, ‘Ooh, good, another slut’ and similar. “Well you two have fun, I’m going to go downstairs and enjoy some of Chloe’s cooking. She makes the most wonderful burgers.” said Iris kneeling in front of the bound Maya whose drool was collecting in her ring-gagged mouth at the thought of her favorite meal. “I’d offer you one... But you’re a bit tied up right now with work... Besides, food like that is for women... And not silly little 24-7 girl-sluts like you.” she said with a sadistic grin as Maya teared up. Iris stood and walked out, closing the door and leaving Maya in the room with a still kneeling Chloe. The timer on the browser window counted down as Chloe moved to her bed, then Maya was watching as the electronic eye focused on her, tracking her as the chatroom discussed what a sexy whore she was, Maya feeling horrid as Chloe stood up, and knelt between her spread legs. Maya was forced to watch as Chloe’s tongue slithered from her mouth and was slowly lowered to her pussy, and the chatroom hollered their approval. Maya’s eyes widened and she let out a long moan of disapproval as she felt Chloe’s tongue slide up and down her mound, her rubber fingers parting the outer lips so her tongue could probe her moistening inner folds. The bound girl moaned louder as the talented tongue rolled her clit around, expertly teasing the nub. Chloe’s tongue continued its waltz up and down her slit before finally burying itself in her warm love tunnel. Maya let out a garbled scream as the tongue pushed into her virgin channel and probed depths even her fingers hadn’t probed yet. The purple suited girl continued her tonguing of Maya’s virgin pussy, eliciting cry after cry of pleasure from the bound girl. The pleasure built inside Maya, her thoughts in a blender from the myriad of new emotions that were whirling through her head until she finally came in the first orgasm of her life with one final thrust of Chloe’s tongue. The channeler’s scream of pleasure was loud enough to reach even Dahlia from where she sat in the kitchen. She was eating a burger and watching the feed, enjoying the feedback from her subscribers. “And this is just the beginning...ugh...” she was cut off as a sharp pain stabbed through her middle and she fell to the ground clutching her stomach. “W-Why is this happening? I don’t-urk...ughh...” she clutched her head and covered her mouth, holding in the scream of pain she wanted to let loose at the feeling she was experiencing. “Aagh! It feels... like some...thing is...ripping me apart!” she managed to say as the pain reached a peak, and then ended abruptly. She panted from the exertion of the ordeal and opened her eyes, surprised to find herself lying on the ground. She got to her knees and adjusted her hood, a lock of hair slipping from the hood and brushing her hand. Dahlia sighed and took the lock in her hand and raised it to tuck it away but stopped when she realized it wasn’t the brown of Pearl’s hair, but her own rich red. “My hair... It’s red...but how? Why?” she stared at her hair in confusion then focused inward, searching for that tiny seed of consciousness that was Pearl while she was channeling. A voice then interrupted her, groaning, as someone stood up nearby. Dahlia’s eyes widened and then she smiled darkly, tucking the hair away and once again becoming ‘Iris’, sparing a few seconds to whisper to herself, “Curious indeed... This is a turnabout for the books...”While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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