Rule #173
In the darkness, Ice Queen opened her mouth.
"First off, mind explaining why I'm here?"
"Simple. I was wandering around District 19 when I saw some building explode. That's when I spotted this pervert creep slinking up to you. We're not exactly the type to cross paths often, right? Couldn't just leave you there to get raped, so I beat the shit out of that fake Ace and came to get you."
"Fake Ace? You mean Ignite?"
"Ignite? That what they call him? Doesn't matter. Point is, he's a knockoff Ace. Daring to touch the sacred Ace? That's straight-up blasphemy!"
"What? What the hell are you talking about?"
"It's important, but whatever if you don't get it. Anyway, that's why I brought you here. Like I said earlier, stripping you was just to check every inch for injuries."
Ice Queen's face flushed red.
"Then take me to a hospital! Why check every damn inch yourself!"
"Why do you think? Obviously to make you mine."
"...What?"
Her silver eyes widened behind the mask.
"I can't do that sweet-talk seduction shit with women. And yeah, I want a serious thing with you, but I have no clue how."
"A s-serious relationship...?"
"So I'm doing it my way."
"Your way... is what?"
"Rape. And training."
"...Huh? W-what did you say?"
"I'm taking you by force, Ice Queen."
"What kind of bullshit is this!"
Before Ice Queen could finish, I lunged at her. Caught off guard, she didn't react like the seasoned A-rank hero she was—she just got grabbed.
Sniff sniff!
I hugged her from behind, inhaling the scent of her silver hair matching her eyes. There was a faint sweat smell, but not unpleasant.
"Kyaa! Let go, you psycho! Why go that route when things were going fine!"
Clutched in my arms, Ice Queen screamed and shuddered. But without body enhancement powers, escaping my grip was impossible for her.
"I said let go...!"
Crackle-crackle-freeze!
Furious, Ice Queen unleashed her power, blasting cold air. The sofa, table, and TV froze solid.
'Shit!'
Come to think of it, this wasn't some stranger's place—it was my house. I could already picture Jina and Elis coming home from work to a frozen apartment, totally baffled.
'Can't have that!'
No matter that they were my women—this was indefensible. If they caught me, I'd be fucked for sure!
"Hey now~ Dare use your powers on me?"
Lick~
"Ahhn!"
I kneaded her breast while stretching my tongue long to lick her nape. The cold gathering around her vanished instantly—her focus shattered.
"W-why lick there, you perv!"
"Perv? Takes me back to our first meeting."
"What? N-no, wait! What's that! What the hell is that!"
"Hm? What?"
"That poking my ass right now! N-no way..."
Her saliva-slicked nape turned beet red. One prick of a needle and it'd fountain blood. Probably remembering my dick from the day we met.
"You got it. First time feeling it with your body, huh?"
"Get off! Get the fuck away!"
"Can't do that. Been waiting for this moment forever."
"Eek...!"
She shivered as I whispered in her ear. To keep her from using her powers, I worked her body hard—licking her nape and ears, hands caressing breasts and pussy, hips grinding my cock against her ass. Busier than actual sex.
"Eek! Nngh~! N-nooo..."
Sweet moans leaked from Ice Queen's lips. Her usually colder-than-normal body from her powers now felt like any girl's. She was feeling it from my touch.
"Sorry, Ice Queen."
"Wha... Gah?! Grk...!"
I apologized, then choked her neck. She thrashed, breathless, but my grip held. She passed out.
Hiiiisss!
"...Oh my god."
My legs felt wet. Looking down, yellow liquid trickled out. She'd pissed herself passing out.
"Sorry! I'm so fucking sorry, Jimin!!!"
I hadn't planned on seeing this! Just knock her out, not make her piss! Sorry!
Knocking out Ice Queen was all for the house. No telling when she'd blast ice again—training her there was too risky. So I was moving spots... but yeah, said it enough.
"Sorry, Jimin!!!!!"
Grabbing the unconscious Ice Queen and the toys Mark Three brought from my room, I left the house. Meant for Jina or Elis first... but ended up on Ice Queen.
"Life's like that, right?"
If it always went to plan, it wouldn't be life. It's life 'cause it doesn't.
*****
I took Ice Queen to my usual hotel with Yuna. Couldn't use our memory(?) room, so I got the one opposite.
Stripped off her costume again. Her alluring form lay bare before me.
"Ice Queen's symbol is this mask, I guess."
But I left the eye-covering mask on. Her ice-made mask from powers—can't remove normally. But who am I? A 10-level body enhancer. Could smash or rip it off easy.
Didn't bother. Steel Armor claimed "Ice Queen" as is.
"Lemme see... like this, and this... Ngh. Trickier than it looks?"
Pulled rope from inventory, bound her body. Turtle-shell pattern—turtle-shell binding, named for the shape. Practiced online, nailed it on Ice Queen.
"Whoa... insane."
Drool.
Droool.
No wonder people get off on rope. Seeing Ice Queen (Turtle-Shell ver.), my rock-hard cock leaked precum nonstop. It dripped between her rope-bulged tits.
Couldn't resist reaching for those fuller breasts.
"Feels even firmer."
Softer and springier than bare. Lost myself groping her tits.
"Ah, not the time."
Snapped out, pried hands from those drug-like tits, pulled new item from inventory: cream boosting female sensitivity.
Scooped it, slathered her whole body. Focused on tits, pussy, and asshole. Used three tubes on her. Excites women, no side effects—pricey, but worth every penny.
"Nngh... Hnng...!"
"Oho. Working already?"
Cream was potent. Even unconscious on a 9-level power user. Pricey for a reason.
"Haa... Haa..."
Her breathing quickened. Pink nipples hardened; pussy beaded love juices.
"Waking soon."
Admiring, I moved behind, sat her between my legs. Right hand on tits, left on slick pussy—caressed.
"Hnnng... Where...?"
About five minutes later, Ice Queen opened her eyes.
"That's... Huh?"
She blinked around blankly, then stiffened facing forward.
A huge mirror straight ahead showed our position, her bound state clear as day.
"Th-this is...!"
"Awake?"
"Eek?! You pervert fuck! What the hell are you—"
Squelch!
"Hnnng!"
Squelch-squelch-squelch!
"Haaaang~! N-nooooo!!!"
Sudden finger-thrusts and scrapes inside her pussy made her scream. She shuddered, squirting.
I let her ride the orgasm proper.
"Haa... Haa... S-something's wrong..."
True to A-rank hero form, she clocked her unusual sensitivity instantly. Tough luck—she was just a fragile fledgling in my hands now.
"Came?"
"N-no... I-I didn't..."
"It's fine. Go ahead. Men cum at peak arousal; women squirting at climax is natural. But..."
Squelch!
"Eeek! Hnnng! Haaang~!"
"Say it when you cum. That's our first rule."
"Y-you bastard... I-I'll never forgive you! You fooled me, Steel Armor!"
"....."
Tears welling, she yelled. Her words stabbed like daggers.
'This is...!'
Something surged from my chest depths—like a volcano erupting.
'Taboo thrill MAX!!!!!!!!!!!'
"But you'll forgive me."
"Fuck off!"
"You'll be mine, and I'll be yours."
"You crazy fuck! Untie me right—"
Squelch!
"Hnnng!"
Her squirt-soaked fingers plunged back in; she let out a cute moan.
"First rule: Say you're cumming. Obey today, and I only fuck you once. Break it, get punished."
"Y-you psycho... Eek! Hnnng! Hnng~! Haaang~!"
Like at home—licked nape, caressed tits, fingered pussy. My technique or the cream? She hit second orgasm quick.
"Haaaaang~!"
She bucked, cresting again. I smiled watching.
"Didn't say it?"
"Haa... What...? Eek?!"
Flipped her over. Now doggy on my thighs, arms bound behind—face smooshed in bed.
Smack!
"Mmph?! Mmph!"
"Say it when you cum. First rule, remember? Breaking it right off the bat?"
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
Alternated smacks on her pale ass. Red handprints bloomed fast. Five right, five left—ten total. Grabbed her neck with left, yanked up.
"Follow the rules, Ice Queen."
"Bastard... I'll kill you... Swear I'll kill you..."
Tear-glazed eyes glared hatefully.
'Promising.'
How long till that hate turns love? Yuna was level 3 when I took her—submitted and swore fealty in a day. Ice Queen? Level 9—three times tougher.
'We'll see.'
Set deadline: one week. If she submits and swears by then, my hypothesis—"higher level harder to break"—is wrong.
'Steel Armor or Jeong-nam—which you prefer?'
Planning fun roleplay too. Her agonizing choice between two men—pure joy. And when she learns they're one? Priceless.
Steel Armor or Jeong-nam? Her pick guides my next moves.
*****
Squelch!
Squelch!
Squelch!
"Hng! Ah! C-cumming... Cuuuuming!!!!!"
Resisting and breaking rules, but by tenth orgasm, Ice Queen obeyed.
Ass, thighs, waist, tits—all red with my handprints.
"How many climaxes now?"
"S-sixteen..."
"Good answer."
"Hnng..."
Break rules, get punished. Obey, get reward. Hers: a kiss.
"Haa..."
Lips parted; her dazed face showed—eyes unfocused, tongue lolling.
"Round two?"
"S-stop..."
"Hm?"
"No more... I'll die..."
"Heh heh. You said that earlier too. But look—you're fine."
"No... This time for real... Hnnng~!"
Index scraped her walls; head snapped back. I licked her pretty exposed throat.
"Told you the second rule, right?"
"Th-that's..."
Lips quivered—she nearly obeyed.
Second rule was simple: Want cock? Beg for it.
'Fuck, killing me to hold back.'
I was dying too. Craved slamming into her pussy, but she wouldn't beg!