The Rescue Party (3)
Erwen's reunion with the hero after a full year was the worst imaginable.
The proud, laughter-filled expression she remembered was gone, replaced by a face twisted with pain and despair. A massive blindfold covered her eyes completely, leaving her trembling without even a sliver of sight. Not a scrap of cloth covered her naked body; the only thing adorning her was a small, ring-like device that fixed her clitoris in place like some grotesque ornament. The once slender, healthy frame had transformed into something lewd—swollen breasts and a permanently erect clitoris on full display.
Shocked by the hero's wretched state, Erwen approached her.
"...I'm sorry, Kanna. I'm late, but I came to save you."
"Grrrr♡♡ This time♡♡ I'll definitely catch you♡♡♡ So please make me cum♡♡"
"Hic... How could they do this to a person..."
Yet Kanna paid no attention to Erwen's voice. She simply sniffed the air, hunting for the enemy that had entered. Crawling on all fours like a dog, pussy juices dripping freely, the hero retained not even a shred of dignity. While Erwen wept at the sight, unable to hold back her tears, the hero finally locked onto a fresh forest scent different from her own lewd musk and launched her attack.
"Ungooooh♡ Found you♡♡♡ Take this♡ Lick lick♡"
The bitch-hero's licking assault only dirtied Erwen's boots with saliva. It inflicted no damage whatsoever; instead, the attacker herself staggered, drunk on pleasure. Unable to bear it any longer, Erwen scooped up the thrashing hero and cried out.
"Kanna! It's me!! Erwen, the one who traveled with you!!!"
It was a shout far louder than anything Erwen normally produced, yet the hero suddenly held in her arms could only howl from the surging pleasure.
Pshhhhh—
"Igiiiiik if you grab there♡♡♡ Uhiiiiik♡♡♡♡"
"Ah, sorry... Let's get out of here first."
After the hero squirted like a fountain and fainted, Erwen hoisted her over her shoulder and headed for the exit. Whether the number of enemies had thinned or not, she raced along the predetermined route faster than before. According to the original plan, from here they would rendezvous with the rescue members and escape the capital.
"...It might hurt a little from now on."
"Ungho♡"
Reaching the stairs, Erwen apologized in advance to the still-unconscious hero who continued to leak sexual fluids. Then, abandoning the careful stealth of earlier, she sprinted at full speed and sent the escape signal.
Beep. Beeeeep.
From the darkness, the silhouettes of elves began to emerge. Soon all but a few remaining on watch above had gathered.
The first female elf to join approached Erwen.
"Princess, I have an urgent report."
"...A report?"
"Several of our female members were struck by strange magic and taken. Elin is already waiting outside with Lady Elysia, and there is no movement from additional support forces."
"...I'm sorry."
The news that some of their number had been captured left Erwen despondent. The thought that her own greed might condemn her kin to the same fate as her comrades weighed heavily on her heart. Yet getting the hero and Elysia to safety for treatment took priority. Gazing at the hero, who trembled and moaned anew from the violent sprint, Erwen deliberated a moment before speaking.
"...Even so, we escape as planned... We'll come back for the captured kin together with the hero."
"...Yes, Princess. Everyone scatter according to plan and exit the capital. Top priority is the escape of the Princess and the members of the hero party."
At her ruthless decision the reporting member's eyes wavered briefly, yet as an elite who served at the Queen's side she quickly mastered her emotions and began directing the remaining personnel. After confirming one another's routes, the rescue party at last left the basement and climbed up into the End of Pleasure. But the sight that greeted them at the top of the stairs was beyond belief.
"Oh my. I've never taken elf guests before."
"Kuk—Princess, it's a trap. Lady Elysia..."
Every elf who had been outside lay fallen. Elysia, eyes empty, held Elin with a blade pressed to her throat. Beside her stood Jack, wearing a sly expression and holding a small bell. Flanking him, elf rescue members with the same vacant eyes as Elysia watched them intently. Erwen instantly nocked an arrow and aimed between Jack's brows, yet the droplets of blood trickling down Elin's neck kept her from loosing it.
In the tense standoff where each side eyed the other, Jack spoke first.
"The elves lying there still have breath in them. Surrender now and I won't turn this into a diplomatic incident—I'll treat you as prisoners."
"...Like the hero?"
"Heh. You saw that, did you? Don't worry. You'll get used to it soon enough."
Erwen shut out Jack's leisurely words and calmly surveyed their surroundings.
Too few people for a trap. If this were a prepared ambush they would simply overwhelm us with superior force and drag us off. Why use our own hastily brainwashed kin?
"Even now... if I act... I might still save..."
Erwen's senses expanded, capturing and sorting every sound around them. Ignoring Jack's irritating chatter, she pieced every scrap of information together and reached her conclusion.
No support forces. The ones who took down the members outside were probably the brainwashed Elysia. They didn't know about our raid?
"...At this distance I can shoot you dead with my eyes closed."
"What have you been listening to? If I take even the slightest injury, everyone here will kill themselves."
That's a bluff. Others maybe, but they absolutely cannot kill Elysia or Kanna. Did he come alone and run into Elin? And just happen to be casting recovery magic on a properly brainwashed Elysia?
"..."
"Now then, disarm and surrender. This is your last chance."
Inside Erwen's mind the scales weighing the hero against the captured kin swung violently.
Nothing present here outweighed the hero who had saved the world. Having made her grave decision, Erwen glanced briefly at Elysia, then spoke to Jack.
"...Do it."
"What?"
"...Do as you said. Everyone!! Break away as planned."
"You crazy bitch—you're fine with all the hostages dying?!!"
"...Elysia, I'm sorry. Next time I'll definitely save you."
With those final words, three arrows loosed in silence streaked toward Jack's forehead.
Elysia, who had been restraining Elin, cried out in alarm and threw herself forward to shield Jack. In that same instant Erwen, the hero, and the entire rescue party scattered and vanished into the darkness.
After Elysia had cut down even the last of the three arrows—arrows that had transformed into every manner of plant and relentlessly assailed Jack—he stared at the empty End of Pleasure and flew into a towering rage. He took it out on Elysia for no reason at all. Her chains stretched to their absolute limit, punishing her clitoris and nipples without mercy.
"You useless sow bitch. Even after I restored you properly you still can't fight for shit—worthless masochist livestock!!!"
"Buhiik♡♡♡ Mercy♡ Mercy♡♡♡ Ungiiiik♡♡♡ There♡♡♡ Uongooh♡♡♡"
While Elysia screamed and writhed under the torment, a proper support unit finally arrived. Jack, still unable to swallow his fury, opened a magic communication link somewhere.
"Didn't you guarantee the World Tree side couldn't move?!!! That many elite troops leisurely left for the capital and you claim you really didn't know?!!!"
"...It was the Queen's arbitrary decision. We clearly stopped them."
"Right. Thanks to that incompetence a whole lot of skilled trainers died—and worst of all, we lost the hero!!!"
The words clearly shocked the other end; the reply came in a trembling voice.
"...That is serious. Is that hero heading this way?"
Jack, silently grateful for the schedule the Emperor had forced through, answered.
"Yeah. But I fitted that properly. It's your side's mistake, so clean it up yourselves."
"...Heheh. Then no problem. Because most of the elites went that way, we finished our own business here."
"Clean it up properly and contact me again."
Zing—
At the positive reply Jack exhaled in relief and cut the connection. Even at the fastest pace it would take seven days to reach the elf forest; by then the other side would have every preparation complete.
In the meantime, Jack had work of his own.
He approached Elin, who still lay collapsed from the earlier fighting, drew out a familiar black scroll, and fastened a collar around her neck. One after another the personnel waiting behind him stepped forward and began collecting the fallen female elves.
A short while later, when Elin regained consciousness the first thing she saw was her own naked, bound body. Shame surged for an instant, yet the moment she realized where she was she composed her expression and pretended nothing was wrong. Confirming that her mind had returned, Jack entered the room.
"You're the elf bitch who's been stirring up the capital since last month, aren't you?"
"..."
Elin answered with a blank face and total silence, determined to give him not even a scrap of information.
But Jack was a professional who could make even the hero howl. As if long accustomed to such resistance, he thrust his hand into the unresponsive Elin's pussy.
Squish. Squish.
Lewd wet sounds filled the air. Elin flushed and struggled to endure, yet her cunt honestly poured out female juices.
"Right. I'll ask again. You're the elf bitch who's been stirring up the capital since last month?"
"Uh♡ Sorry, but I'm frigid. This sort of thing does nothing to me."
"Don't worry. From now on I'll turn you into a body that cums just from breathing. When you feel like talking, grab my hand."
"?"
My hands and feet are perfectly bound—grab his hand?
Jack forced a gag into Elin's mouth and began a merciless sexual torture. Before a single day had passed she was howling that she would tell him everything if only he would remove the gag.
Of course those words, too, were blocked by the gag and never reached the air...
It took less than a week for every piece of information and every secret to spill from Elin's mouth.