21. Ruby the Mouth Toilet (Scat / Full-Body Restraint / Hardcore)
This episode is also extremely hardcore, so please be aware that you may find it unpleasant.
If you do not wish to read it, please skip ahead to the next episode.
On the day the brothel Red Rose Night, nestled at the heart of the red-light district, came crashing down, a low hill on the outskirts of the free city of Caldron became the stage for a desperate escape.
Ruby panted hard as she scratched out a magic circle in the dirt.
"Fuck… that goddamn dragon bitch…!"
The madame who had run the brothel was, in truth, a succubus. Rather than risk getting caught draining life force outright, she had quietly managed the establishment and siphoned just enough from the sex slaves she trained in its safe rooms to stay under the radar.
Even when the dragon who was already being treated like a bitch in heat got dragged in, it had felt a little risky—but she had told herself it was just more of the same. No matter how much of a dragon she was, the girl had been a half-witted wreck with every limb bound and barely able to speak, reduced to a slave of her own golem.
What Ruby had never expected was that another dragon had already been inside the brothel the whole time.
"Crazy pervert bitches… what the hell did I ever do to you to deserve this…"
Just as the teleportation circle neared completion—
Kuuuuung——!
A savage wave of dragon mana exploded outward, shaking the very ground.
"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck…"
"Found. You♡"
Ruby screamed and tried to jump, but Elion simply froze the teleportation formula that had already reached the manifestation stage. The succubus's body lifted into the air; her limbs were forced wide open.
"I'm sorry!! I won't do it again!"
"Again? You think there's going to be a next time?"
Elion smiled. Looking into those eyes brimming with malice, Ruby understood there would be no mercy.
"You crazy bitch! You enjoyed it too!! That's why you showed up looking like that!"
"…Well, it was fun."
Elion's massive claw casually split the membrane of the succubus's wing.
"Until you dared to suck out my mana, that is."
"Kyaaaaaaah!!!!!! Taking that little wouldn't even show!! Your mana was already bound so tight it barely meant anything, you dog-cunt whore!!!"
"And who decided that was your call?"
Irritated, Elion scraped her claw across the severed wing stump. Ruby gurgled, frothing at the mouth, and finally blacked out.
Three days later, in Silverring, basement level two of the Water-Blue Secret Storehouse.
Elion, polymorphed into human form, dragged Ruby inside. The succubus was still completely subdued. The stumps where her wings had been cut were healing into angry red scars; the sockets of her torn-out horns still beaded with blood; her tail was wrapped tight in mana chains so she could not even twitch it. Both hands were bound behind her back in silver mana cuffs, and around her neck sat a black choker set with a degraded Control Core made from natural mana stones. The choker glowed faintly and continuously, locking down every scrap of Ruby's power.
"Here we are. Your new home."
Elion opened the door to the second basement. Dim violet light flickered on. The walls were entirely covered in black velvet. In the center stood a large workbench, an assortment of restraints, and magical tools Ruby had never seen before. And against the far wall—
A vertical coffin framed in black orichalcum-adamantite alloy, its faces filled with mana-reinforced glass, sized for a single person.
Ruby's eyes went wide.
"Th-that is……?"
"Oh my, quick on the uptake, aren't you? That's right. Your new outfit."
Elion seized the desperately struggling succubus by the nape and hauled her to the coffin. The front face was transparent mana-glass so that every inch of the body inside would be clearly visible. Chest, waist, hips, thighs, calves, even the soles of the feet—every curve had been molded to fit Ruby's body perfectly. A custom piece made for her alone.
Two openings had been cut into it as well: an upper hole sized for both mouth and nose, and a lower hole that left cunt and anus fully exposed. The malice of keeping someone alive inside forever for endless torment radiated from every surface.
"Get in."
"No!! Fuck!!! This isn't right!!! Please!! Elion!! I really am sorry!!"
When Ruby thrashed, Elion caught her jaw in one hand and forced her face up.
"If you're sorry, you take your punishment. Why did you go and suck someone else's mana?"
"No, no, I'll give it back—more than I took—"
Elion did not wait for her to finish. She shoved Ruby's back toward the coffin. Mana-binding bands already laid inside sucked the succubus's body in like a vacuum.
"What should I do? Lick your ass? Or become a bitch? Woof woof!! Huh? Please, Elion. No—Master Elion, please!! Huh?"
She screamed and twisted, but it was already too late.
Click. Clack. Clack-clack-clack-clack——!
Dozens of mana-locking rings activated at once inside the coffin. Ruby's body locked into a perfect pose: arms fully folded and fixed behind her back, legs slightly spread with knees and ankles bound, head tilted just enough so that mouth and nose faced straight forward. Her breasts were forced outward under pressure; her pelvis was lifted so that cunt and anus remained exposed and fixed.
Under Elion's mana control the front of the coffin began to close slowly.
"Ah… no…! You fucking bitch!!! Hey!!!! You think you'll walk away from this? You fucking whore!!!!"
"Don't worry. I won't let you die."
Elion smiled sweetly and sealed the coffin shut.
Ruby's Point of View
Clack—— thud.
The instant the coffin fully closed, the world vanished. The sound of forty-eight mana locks engaging at once rattled through my bones. The once-transparent glass face turned opaque in a heartbeat, cutting off even the faint violet light outside.
I stared wide-eyed and saw nothing. Only my own ragged breathing and the hammering of my heart filled the coffin.
"……Hah, hah…… Elion……? Elion!!"
No answer.
Then the coffin began to grow hot.
At first it was only lukewarm. But after a minute, two minutes…… the heat climbed. I suddenly realized she was welding. Chest, belly, thighs—even my labia—were pressed flush against the metal, so the heat transferred straight through.
"Ugh……! Hot……! Hey!! Elion!! Open the door!! Please!! Please… ha…"
Maybe ten minutes passed. The heat gradually faded. But now it was worse. Inside the completely sealed coffin the air grew fouler by the second. Every breath felt like my lungs were swallowing themselves. The air that reached my nose and mouth grew hotter, wetter, thinner.
I screamed until my throat tore, but I could not tell if any sound escaped. I could hear nothing myself.
How much time passed? My throat burned with thirst; my body was exhausting itself. Still Elion never once opened a hole.
Then, at some point—
Clunk.
I felt the upper hole open. Cold air poured in all at once. I gulped it desperately and screamed with everything I had left.
"Please……! Stop now……! Woof woof! Master Elion……! I'm sorry……! I'll do anything you say!!"
I could feel the breeze and Elion's mana; she had to be standing right in front of my face.
"……Master…… Elion……?"
"You'll do anything I say? Perfect."
With those words, cold metal forced my mouth open.
Click.
Something locked into place, holding my jaws wide and immobile. A ring gag, without a doubt.
"Auh-hae-heoeo (I'm sorry)…"
"You're the Saintess's toilet now♡ Oh, how wonderful for you♡"
"……!!"
"Saintess Nephelia bought the diaper that connects to your mouth. You said it yourself, didn't you? That you'd even lick ass? Perfect♡ Work hard serving the Saintess's asshole♡"
"Aea ae (Why me)!!!"
"Because that's your food now♡?"
I felt Elion tap my cheek lightly.
"And if you don't do it properly, the Saintess will return the diaper. Then I'll seal this hole again, and you'll be left alone once more♡"
A chill ran down my spine; every hair on my body stood on end. The word "return" echoed inside my skull.
Next time—when? Three days? A week? A year?
No air, no light, no sound……
Just the thought of returning to that hell made it hard to breathe.
"……Uh…… uuh……"
The ring gag kept any real words from forming. Only drool ran freely down my chin. I tried desperately to shake my head, but even my skull was locked; only my jaw trembled faintly.
……No…… please……
Then I realized every struggle was meaningless. A cold resignation settled deep in my chest.
I must have slept for a while—
Warm flesh touched my nose. The Saintess's ass, just as Elion had said. Fortunately there was no shit smell yet, and she did not push right away.
But then warm liquid began to pour.
The sharp reek of urine. Piss.
Zzzzzzzzzzー
"……!!"
It was hot. The near-body-temperature heat of fresh piss filled my mouth, proving it had just left her. Salty, faintly sour, with a subtle bitter edge…… the Saintess's urine.
I tried to hold it without swallowing, but whether from the ring gag or magic, none of it leaked out. It simply filled my mouth to the brim. In the end, if I wanted to breathe, I had no choice but to swallow.
Gulp… gulp.
My throat worked as I forced the piss down. Some of it surged back up my nose; tears sprang to my eyes. Yet, pitifully, I felt the thirst ease and a little strength return.
The ammonia stench stabbed my nostrils.
But something far worse followed.
How much time passed?
A soft pfft— and warm air traveled down the hose.
Shit smell. Light, but unmistakable.
And then—
Psssh…… puuuuup……
Diarrhea erupted. A near-liquid, hot, thin mass poured through the hose all at once.
A rushing sound echoed from deep in my throat. Soft, lukewarm, sticky fluid filled my mouth. Rotten egg, earth, sour and bitter flavors slammed straight into my gullet.
"Ugh-gh-ghk——!! Ghk……!! Ghk-ghk……!!"
I could not breathe. The diarrhea was so thin that, just like with the piss, I had no air. I swallowed the disgusting waste desperately just to draw breath. Small lumps mixed in; grains scraped across my tongue as liquid slid down my throat.
My jaw was locked so I could not swallow cleanly; it surged back up my nose, piss-stink and shit-stink stabbing me at the same time. Tears streamed down my face. Inside the pitch-black coffin I could not even see where they fell.
Psssh…… puuup…… gurrrrr……
I wanted to vomit, but I knew that if I did I would only have to swallow it again, so I fought the retching with everything I had and endlessly received the filthy mix of shit and piss.
How long did it last?
The diarrhea gradually tapered off. A final sticky drop fell.
Just as I thought my mouth was empty, Elion's words flashed through my mind and jolted me fully awake.
"If you don't do it properly, the Saintess will return the diaper. Then I'll seal this hole again, and you'll be left alone once more♡"
……Alone.
No air, no light, no sound……
The thought of returning to that hell froze my entire body.
……No…… it can't be returned…… properly…… properly……
I moved my tongue desperately. The ring gag limited its freedom, but I thrust it as far forward as I could and licked around the Saintess's anus. I swept up the thin diarrhea still dripping with the tip of my tongue and swallowed it. I pushed deep between the folds of her asshole and licked out every scrap caught there. Along the soft flesh, around the rim of the hole—endlessly, stubbornly.
Every time the Saintess's anus twitched and spat another small spurt of diarrhea, I immediately drove my tongue in to catch it. Swallow, lick, clean……
In my frantic motion the tip of my tongue slipped a little lower, a little farther forward, and touched something soft, warm, and slightly wet……
The Saintess's cunt.
"……!!"
Her body shuddered. My tongue must have brushed near her clitoris. Immediately another fine tremor ran through her thighs.
……Ah, she…… likes this?
If I kept sucking her cunt, maybe she would not return it.
Without hesitation I pushed my tongue farther forward and began licking the Saintess's pussy. I flicked the tip lightly against her clitoris. The trembling response came again.
And so Ruby began to lick the Saintess's cunt without end.