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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

Ch.8: Taming the Shrew

Disclaimer: All characters depicted are creations of Square Enix and Tri-Ace and I hold no claim or copyright to any of them. The words, however, remain the sole property of the author.
As Albel Nox, swordmaster, strode out of the central hall on the third floor. "Peppita, do your rounds already." He heard a muted sigh behind him as he trod out the door, past the battered Marietta, only recently replaced in her customary position after a night of abuse. The former navigator tried to scream to Albel, but for the millionth time, the omnipresent gag muffled her words. Albel smiled at her as he walked by, the soft folds of his cloak rustling. While he did enjoy her charms, he had other things - better things - on his mind this morning.
Albel leisurely strolled through the maze of stone corridors, idly scraping his claw against the unyielding stone, thinking over what he had seen last night. Welch had long ago installed the capacity for Albel and Nel to monitor the entire complex from the comfort of their respective chambers; knowledge of which might have given Fayt, Cliff and Peppita a heart attack if they found out, for if Nel had been present, their punishment would've been...substantial.
That being said, Albel hadn't decided whether he was going to follow the "rules", as it were. While he agreed with Nel that living here was good for everybody, if not downright necessary, they thought differently on the reasons why. Nel thought it was all about instilling the discipline needed to survive in a world without meaning, being able to throw off the mantle of 'hero'. About being able to focus the minds of everyone on something else except the nature of their existence. Sure, at the time, finding out what they were had been taken in stride - still things to fight. In the light of the aftermath, things weren't quite so easy to accept.
On the other hand, Albel never took this adventure that seriously. Sure, he knew that the group couldn't just walk back into society and pick up were they left off. Sure, a few had made the attempt, but it never lasted. he just thought that this was a place to get away from a world that couldn't understand them and live out what was really hiding deep in their souls. Albel had never been brought to believe in any innate purity of the human soul, and the depredations that characterized this place only served him further proof of his claims: At heart, everybody's twisted.
While he and Nel had shared passionate arguments (among other things) over the topic before, neither of them would really budge - though neither of them really thought the reasons mattered. At the beginning, everyone had shown everyone else multiple opportunities to leave; and as roles evolved, nobody was forced into anything. Well, except for the drugged servitude of Tynave and Farleen. Oh, and Maria.
Albel chuckled. Yes, he had just reminded himself why it was going to be a good morning.
Albel stepped back in from the sunshine pouring down, moving with purpose. Taking out his bronze key, he located a certain door and unlocked it, revealing a familiar set of earthen steps leading downward into pitch black. Scraping echoed upward from the void below as the captive heard the noise of Albel's entry. Lighting one of the candles he always carried, he slowly descended into darkness. Reaching the bottom of the steps, his light spread over Maria's familiar, yet beautiful features and tousled blue hair. He smiled.
Maria uttered a guttural growl at her tormentor, who continued to let his eyes run over her svelte curves, her tattered uniform, the red marks around her neck where the thick iron collar had bolted her to the steel pole sticking out of the ground in the middle of her cellar. Albel slowly began to pace around the former commander, his eyes devouring her vulnerable appearance. "Maria. It's good to see you."
Recieving another growl in reply, his smile only widened. Taking two slow steps toward his prey, he ran the cold metal of his prosthetic claw down her pale cheek, watching her recoil momentarily at the touch. Stroking her cheek with surprising gentleness, he withdrew his key once more, watching the blue-haired youth's eyes widen as her freedom came closer.
*Click*. Albel slid the key out of the collar's lock, watching Maria's leash clank to the ground for the split second before she jumped him, the pair falling to the ground, their heavy breathing echoing through the small cave as articles of clothing were quickly tossed away. The lovers rolled on the ground, Maria drawing thick red lines on Albel's now-exposed back as he took his teeth to her erect nipples, teasing them gently with soft tugs and bites.
Maria's moans of pleasure intensified as Albel applied his skilled tongue to her shaven cunt, the electrifying feel of his tongue bringing her to the brink of orgasm after the time spent in sensory deprivation. Another minute of treatment to her womanhood, and Albel grinned as Maria's first orgasm echoed off the stone walls.
"My turn, you little maggot." Withdrawing his tongue as Maria's moans of pleasure subsided, Albel roughly pushed her to the cold floor, locking eyes for a brief second before slowly pushing his way in through her tight cunt. "Just as good as I remember." With that, he accelerated his pace, relentlessly thrusting in and out of the blue haired girl writhing beneath him as she rose towards a second crescendo.
Albel's face remained a stony mask of concentration as he focused on the task at hand; continuing to speed up as his groans were totally overcome as Maria shook, screaming, as the pleasure coursed through her, though her lover showed no signs of stopping. His prey continued to luxuriate in the blissful grasp of orgasm, his thick rod superbly keeping her on the edge of crossing over to the next world for what seemed like hours as the waves wracked her body.
At the last second, her body on the verge of shutting down from the constant stimulation, Albel finally stopped acting the machine, letting out a harsh, human grunt, as he started to shoot deep into Maria's nubile body, causing her to squeal as she felt the thick strands fill her up. As his member started to contract, he deftly slipped out of her glistening snatch, letting one last white rope spray onto her bare stomach.
Positioning himself over Maria's willing mouth, Albel let out a final groan of satisfaction as his property softly sucked him dry, forcing out the last drops of jism, providing the perfect finish to the morning's strenuous session. Looking down at his sated companion, he deftly slapped the iron collar around her neck, clicking it locked.
Once again collared and chained to the pole, Maria smiled up at him. "Today, I'll forgive you", she said, curling up in exhaustion around the iron pole; still naked.
Albel rose and quickly dressed without further words to his young companion. Yes, today was off to a good start. Now, breakfast called.

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