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by Frost Queen Tomiko [MF] (epub)

  "Who is it?," asked Lady Yokubō, pulling up her pants.

  "Summons from Her Majesty," said a man from the other side of the door.

  "She requests your immediate presence, along with that of the two prisoners."

  Taiko wasn't sure how much worse things could possibly get, but she knew that nothing good awaited them. She buried herself in the kiss she was sharing with Yumi. She knew she shouldn't be enjoying it, not when Yumi didn't, but how could she not? It might be her last.

  "Tell her I'll be there in a minute," said Lady Yokubō. "Looks like I'll have to get you two clean myself."

  She stood up and grabbed both of them by the hair, pulling them across the room. Taiko had to scoot on her knees as quickly as she could to keep up. She was already drained from sleepless nights spent in painful bondage, and only the slickness of the floor made it possible for her to slide along without falling and being completely dragged by her hair.

  Lady Yokubō took them to the tub of ice water they'd been chained to before and shoved their faces into the liquid. Taiko strained against her hold, her face instantly going numb. She heard and felt Yumi struggling next to her, and as her bones themselves started to freeze her lungs began to demand air. She knew that the Oni wouldn't let her have it until the last moment before she passed out and let the freezing water rush it. She tried to wait calmly, telling herself that fighting would only make her need to breathe sooner, but as she seconds dragged on it was impossible to deny her instinct to live.

  Taiko thrashed and squirmed, but neither the Oni's iron grip nor the chains that sealed her arms together could be defeated, or even bothered in the slightest. Bubbles escaped from her mouth, and she was sure that her lungs would fill on their own at any moment.

  Lady Yokubō jerked her back up, and Taiko didn't waste an instant in gulping down precious air. Her hair, now soaking wet, flopped across her back and dripped water all down her body, letting the cold bite into her even more deeply that usual.

  The bit gag that she'd become intimately familiar with over the past few days appeared in front of her lips. Her mouth was already gaped open, and she knew better than to shut it. The bit sank deep between her teeth and the leather strap tightened around her head. She knelt, shaking uncontrollably, while Yumi was gagged. They waited together while Lady Yokubō dressed herself. Taiko knew she wouldn't be afforded that luxury.

  The Oni fixed chains to their collars and promptly used them to pull Taiko and Yumi to their feet. Their march to Tomiko's throne room was filled with the usual discomforts and indignities that had become Taiko's new life. Her bare feet had to walk on floors made of ice. Soldiers and maids alike saw her unclothed body as she passed them. Drool ran down her chin, and her arms cramped from the chains that kept them contorted behind her back.

  Tomiko's throne room must have been the coldest in the palace. The Queen was sitting on her throne, motionless as usual, while courtiers and bureaucrats stood by the side, hoping and fearing for their moment of her attention. Lady Yokubō pushed them in front of her, and when Taiko came the foot of the steps that led to the throne she sank to her knees and bowed her head.

  Saliva from her chin dripped to the floor below while Queen Tomiko watched them in silence. Taiko heard her rise from her throne. Her heels clicked against the ice as she descended the stairs, and her feet appeared in Taiko's view. Tomiko raised her head by the jaw and stared into her eyes.

  However much pain Taiko showed in the tears that welled up and ran down her face, it wasn't enough to soften the Queen's glacial expression.

  "It has been three days since you were caught sneaking around in my palace with your friends. To my displeasure, they are still eluding my soldiers. Akio remains in the mines, somehow a step ahead of my best men's efforts to trap him. The other two, we've had no sign of whatsoever."

  Tomiko let her go and drifted over toward Yumi. Conflicting emotions tore at Taiko's heart. Maybe her friends had escaped. Maybe she should be glad that at least they were spared. But had they left her and Yumi to be tortured endlessly for the rest of their lives? Taiko knew that she shouldn't expect them to throw themselves into Tomiko's grasp, but to be abandoned to an existence so hopelessly cruel- how could her heart every accept that?

  "To be defied in my own palace as such- I am out of patience. I speak of this openly, in front of all of these people, because I wish for your friends to hear what I am about to say. I have decided to pass a sentence on the two of you."

  "You," said Tomiko, now standing directly before Yumi, "are sentenced to die by exposure."

  Taiko looked up. She couldn't stop herself, even if it was forbidden. Yumi tried to say something. She was pleading, softly and tearfully while Tomiko looked down into her eyes, completely unmoved.

  "Tomorrow morning you will be brought into the courtyard outside, where you will be allowed to freeze to death."

  "Aw..." said the Lady Oni, still standing behind them. "She's such a good pet, too."

  Tomiko looked over to Taiko and fixed those lethal eyes on her.

  "In my dungeon there is a creature- I don't think it even has a name- that has an insatiable lust, and his attentions have a special property. You're the one with the magic, yes? Well, this creature of mine can seal that magic of yours. He can fuck parts of your soul into submission, taking away your ability to feel and do certain things. Your ability to have an orgasm, for example, will be taken as well. I'm told that he can make you feel like a still-breathing corpse after a few days. You'll get to find out for yourself."

  Taiko tried to find some shred of hope, some tiny reason to think that there would be some reprieve. She cried into her gag, unable to accept that Tomiko would kill Yumi and hand her to that monster without even letting her speak a word first. But it was true, wasn't it?

  "Your friends will have no choice but to expose themselves in a vain attempt to rescue you, of course. There's no point in denying that this is a trap, but I'm willing to wager that they'll try their hands anyway. And when they do, I'll capture them, and they will suffer fates as black as yours."

  Behind Tomiko's mask of ice Taiko finally saw a flame of anger, burning deep inside. For the first time, her words had hints of passion and intent.

  "Lady Yokubō, take this one to the dungeon immediately. The other should spend her last night hanging from her wrists under the lash of a whip. Make sure she is thoroughly punished for trying to speak just now. And punish her for her friend's indiscretion as well."

  Tomiko turned and started back up the stairs.

  "That is all. Take them away."

  Yumi rose to her feet, spitting fury through the bit in her mouth. Taiko started to stand as well when Lady Yokubō grabbed her by the collar and took control of her. She yanked on Yumi's leash, pulling her over so that she could seize her the same way. Taiko protested all she could, but the Oni had no trouble dragging them out of the room by their necks.

  They were almost on the tips of their toes, carried by their collars as much as walking. Taiko struggled to keep up, feeling herself go light-headed as her collar strangled her. They had to descend three different staircases before reaching a dark, empty hallway. The ice here was roughly hewn, coarse and sharp in places, and Taiko had to walk over it until she came to a metal door buried in the wall.

  Lady Yokubō lifted Yumi by the chain attached to her collar and set it on a hook against the wall. Yumi could barely reach the ground, and Taiko watch in horror as she was being slowly choked to death. The Oni unlocked the door and pushed Taiko through. She tried her best to look her friend in the eye one last time, to say goodbye in some small way, but the Oni's strength was irresistible, and soon the sound of Yumi's rasping was cut off by the slam of the door behind her.

  "I'm going to make sure she has a hell of a last night," said Lady Yokubō. "Still a shame about losing her, though. Anyway, how about I show you some of our other guests?"

  She forced Taiko down a bleak passageway, bare stone now visible where it poked through the
ice. It was dark. Shadows lurked wherever the dim lanterns couldn't reach and yearned to swallow Taiko whole. The Oni dragged her into them, deeper into the dreadful corridors. When they reached a door she threw it open to show Taiko the woman inside.

  She was bound with harsh-looking rope, naked, of course, and suspended from the ceiling. Her hands had been tied behind her back, and rope looped around her elbows, and it was from there that she dangled from a hook. Taiko didn't know how her arms hadn't broken by now. She was covered in whip marks, red lines covering places that didn't even seem possible to reach. The poor woman groaned every time she exhaled, too delirious to even notice them.

  "This is Naoki. I'm almost finished breaking her in. The real fun is going to start soon for her."

  Lady Yokubō shut the door and hauled Taiko along to another door. Taiko was horrified to see the woman inside- it was Jammlo, one of the women from the Dunnies' village. She was chained to a pillar that was covered with nails, the sharp ends pointing out. Her body was pressed against them, forcing her to strain to keep them from poking her too badly. Water poured from a spigot above, landing on her head and flowing down her body. Taiko could hear her teeth chatter, and wondered how long she'd been chained there.

  Jammlo was conscious enough to turn her head, but Taiko could do nothing to help her, even as she saw the spark of recognition in her eyes.

  "I forget this one's name. She was brought in from the desert. She's due for a round of whipping, but I'll have to come back tomorrow after your friend is done with. Well, maybe. I guess I might have your other friends at that point, huh?"

  The Oni took Taiko to the next cell, buried at the end of another hallway. Taiko was shocked to see the woman inside. At first she thought it was Tomiko, but then she noticed the subtle differences, and the lack of that unmistakable iciness.

  "This is Akane. I think I might let you have this position a try, if there's anything left of you in a couple of days."

  The young woman was in a hogtied so strict that her ankles were against the palms of her hands. Her elbows were tied directly together, and she was bent backwards excruciatingly far. Her face was against a stone post, with a rod of ice sticking out that went into her mouth. She was held to it with a rope tied around her neck.

  "Let me tell you something fun about that rope she's tied with," said the Oni, closing the door and taking Taiko with her.

  "It's special. It's enchanted with a mild healing effect, keeping our toys in just the perfect shape to spend those long nights tied you like you saw them."

  Lady Yokubō shoved her into a chamber that was full of shackles, chains, and other kinds of restraints. And rope. The kind that Naoki and Akane had been tied up with.

  "You're going to need some of your own. Your new lover needs a lot of time to do his thing, and he has the stamina to go the distance. You'll need help."

  The Oni took a bundle of the rope and tossed it to the ground. Taiko was thrown beside it with about as little care. The weight that settled on her thighs as Lady Yokubō sat on her, pinning her to the ground, dispelled any fantasies she might have had about escaping while she was being unchained. Even as the shackles came off of her wrists the Oni's hands, just as strong, twisted them into a new position.

  Taiko's wrists were pressed together, palms touching, and before she could even feel her skin breathe again the rope was tightening around them. Lady Yokubō didn't spare her any comfort, and Taiko felt her hands throbbing already as the rope dug into her skin. She squealed as the knots were tied, sure that the creature on top of her would be pleased to know how much it was hurting her.

  Lady Yokubō lifted her enough to run the rope under her stomach, tying her forearms together halfway between her wrists and elbows and fixing both to her torso. She tied her elbows to her chest as well, pulling it tight until Taiko could hardly breathe.

  "Alright, get up," she said, pulling Taiko to her feet.

  She filled her hands with Taiko's breasts and squeezed them, hard enough to make them feel like they were going to pop, as usual. Taiko tried not squeal again, but her willpower was drained from days of abuse.

  "I'm going to miss these tits of yours. Either of your friends have nice tits like this? I am just going to destroy the next one of you I get my hands on. Come on."

  Taiko was pushed toward another passageway while her arms strained against the rope. She couldn't budge them, and even when she tried to relax she couldn't ease the tension out of them. The rope was too tight, not just for comfort, but for arms to even survive like this.

  The chamber they came to was dark. Taiko had so many evils to focus on that she hadn't even had time to think about what was about to happen to her. She was going to be raped, again, and it was going to take away her magic. And more. She couldn't wrap her head about it, and when Lady Yokubō shoved her she didn't have the presence of mind to keep her balance and fell to the floor.

  To Oni rolled her onto her back and put her shins together, one foot to the other knee, and tied her ankles to her calves. It left her legs spread wide open, offering up her pussy to whatever demon was about to be released onto her.

  "I guess he might want your mouth," she said, unstrapping Taiko's gag.

  "Please," said Taiko, fighting against the feat that had been instilled in her of speaking to her captor, "I can help Tomiko, I can help your queen. Please, just let me talk to her!"

  "I'll tell you how the execution went next time I see you," she said, standing up.

  "I hope you enjoyed your last kiss with her."

  Lady Yokubō left the room, slamming the door behind her. Taiko stared at the ceiling, wishing that she had never been so stupid as to come to Frostspire. Everyone had told her. She had even been almost killed, drowned and eaten by a monster while trying to help the Punnydins. But she hadn't taken the lesson. Not even after being raped in the desert. Now another monster was going to devour her.

  The sound of a gear grinding and a door sliding open somewhere in a dark corner of the room stopped her heart from beating. She heard bare feet padding toward her and sharp inhale of a creature sniffing the air.

  Something that looked almost like a man drew close enough for Taiko to see. He was bestial, almost hairy enough to count as having fur. He had long, torn-up fingernails on rough and sinewy hands. His face bore a wild, hungry expression with his tongue hanging out of his mouth, drool falling out of his mouth in massive amounts, and eyes that glowed in the dim light.

  Between his legs was a cock that put the others she'd seen to shame. Her loins hurt just from the thought of having it forced inside of her, and the pain in her arms from the rope reminded her every second that she wasn't getting them free, no matter how horrible what awaited her was.

  He crouched at her knee and sniffed her, reaching out with one hand to touch her leg. He seemed pleased with the feel of her skin, and in a moment he lunged, throwing his body on top of hers.

  The creature mauled Taiko, digging his hands into her and groping her flesh like he was about to tear it apart. He licked her neck and then bit her, sinking his teeth into her shoulder while squeezing her whole body hard enough that Taiko thought he was going to break her back. Next she felt his teeth on her breasts, his saliva covering her chest. She screamed, for once not having a gag to muffle the sound, but the creature only bit harder.

  He put his hands on her hips and positioned himself in front of her pussy. Taiko tried to brace herself, but when he jammed his cock into her she drained her lungs into the air. He didn't wait a moment, immediately starting to pound away at her. His animalistic grunting matched the viscous thrusting of his hips. He leaned over her, and she turned her head to the side and shut her eyes when she saw the drool about to drip onto her face. It landed on her cheek, bead after bead, until it was running down her neck and onto her nose. He licked her, dragging his tongue across her face before biting her neck again.

  Taiko's wailing echoed through the room. The creature didn't care. It didn't even understand. He fucked he
r with a fury that she was sure couldn't last, but as time dragged on there was no sign of him slowing down. Every second brought a new surge of pain as his cock forced her open anew. Every moment there was some new part of her body that he was pinching and ripping at. He lasted longer than the man who'd had her in the desert, longer than her time with Kuzuno, longer than any of her sessions with Yumi or Yokubō, and eventually longer than all of them combined.

  Her pussy ached. Her body wasn't made to be used this way. She wished she would just pass out and let him fuck her limp body, but instead she hung on the edge of what it was humanly possible to endure. It was the rope. It was healing her just enough to keep her stuck in the worst moment possible. Sweat and drool froze onto her skin. The creature fucked away, still just as eager as when he started.

  A rare break came when he flipped her over, pulling her ass into the air to fuck her from behind, just as hard as before. Somehow, despite how much he was hurting her, she felt her body slowly rising to a climax. The creature seemed to smell it, and increased his tempo. Taiko screamed, both in agony and in frustration as her climax refused to come and pass. Drool poured onto her back as her face was pressed against the ice. The night refused to end, and the day after promised nothing but the same.

  Yumi stumbled into the daylight. It stung her eyes after so long spent in the dim illumination of the palace. It was one more way they'd found to hurt her.

  The Oni had taken Tomiko's orders seriously. Her arms, now chained behind her back, were in terrible shape after she'd hung from them for an entire night while she'd been whipped over and over again. She'd only been let down a brief few times to eat the Lady Oni's cunt, and when she was lifted back up her joints hurt twice as much each time.

  And Yumi had done it. She'd eaten cunt like she was told to, as if they weren't already hurting her as much as they could. She didn't even feel like a human being anymore. She was trash, and she was about to be thrown away.

  Lady Yokubō pushed her forward. Once her eyes were able to open a little she saw that the courtyard was filled with soldiers, lined up and standing at attention. Even beyond the borders of the courtyard they stood; half of Tomiko's army must have been there. For the first time since she'd been captured Yumi had been given clothing. It was just a cloak, wrapped around her body, arms and all, but she was glad for it. She wasn't warm, by any stretch, but she wasn't freezing anymore either. Not yet.