Ellis, This Woman is Dangerous
Ellis. This woman is dangerous. She looks like an innocent girl on the outside... but inside, she's as black-hearted and crazy as tar.
Of course, I joined the party thinking I'd have to deal with her, but her intentions were so blatant and sleazy that I lost any desire to bother. She's probably scheming to turn me into a sex slave somehow... It might be an overactive imagination, but in erotic comics or novels, that's a common plot twist. I've already been raped twice since coming to this world. So couldn't the same thing happen again? I want to avoid ending up in a pathetic state.
"What are you thinking so deeply about?"
"..."
Before I knew it, Ellis had sidled up right next to me. She looked down at me as I was about to crawl into my sleeping bag.
"Are you wary of me? Oh, how hurtful... Aren't we comrades who fought side by side, risking our lives?"
Ellis didn't hide her hurt expression... then she strode right up to my side.
"Mind if I sit here for a bit?"
She plopped down on a patch of soft grass next to my sleeping bag and set her staff aside. Is she planning to jump me? I rested my hand on the hilt of my shortsword, ready to draw it at a moment's notice in case things went south.
"Why are you here?"
"I told you. I'm going to give you a massage."
Bullshit. What kind of trick is she pulling? And offering a massage out of the blue? Not even a kid would fall for that, idiot!
"I don't need it, so please leave, Miss Ellis. And why the sudden offer to massage me anyway?"
I voiced my suspicions directly to her.
"Because I feel bad."
"Pardon?"
What the hell kind of nonsense is this...? I let out a dumb sound without thinking.
"Well... I got distracted and you got hit by that arrow. If I'd cast a shield spell on you then..."
"Oh... It's fine. It wasn't your fault, and besides, it came out of nowhere..."
What? She's apologizing for that? Like I said, getting hit by the arrow wasn't Ellis's fault. If anything, it was my own carelessness. Is she really feeling guilty over something so minor? She's softer-hearted than I thought.
"So... as an apology, let me give you a little massage... If that's rude, I'm sorry... I'll just go then..."
"Wait. Um... what kind of massage were you planning?"
"Just the palms of your hands..."
I still didn't fully trust Ellis... but palms should be safe enough.
"If you insist... just the palms, then."
"Got it!"
Ellis looked genuinely pleased for some reason. Huh. She's actually a nicer person than I expected... In that case, it'd be rude to ignore her goodwill. I decided to let her massage my hands, sore from gripping my sword and shield all day.
"Well, if you're that set on it, I'll use the family massage technique passed down through generations to relieve your fatigue!"
"Haha... sure."
Ellis took hold of my arm. She stroked gently from the inner arm down to the palm, applying just the right pressure to stimulate it.
"Ooh..."
"Feels good, right? Now the back of your hand..."
She pressed firmly—squeeze, squeeze—exposing the back of my hand and stroking it toward my inner arm, just like with the palm. A refreshing tingle shot from my hand up my arm, straight to my brain.
"Did you know stretching the palms is good for you? Like this, pressing down hard..."
"Ow... that kinda hurts..."
"Just bear with it a little. It'll feel great soon..."
Gulp. Was she talking so much she got thirsty? Ellis swallowed and continued.
"They say pressing the center of the palm and stretching it sideways relaxes the muscles and brings a sense of ease."
"Ahh... I see..."
I was getting lost in the haze of her hand massage, my mind going fuzzy. This isn't good... I snapped out of it and pulled my hand away from her.
"I'm good now!"
"Huh? What about the other spots? Your shoulders, maybe..."
"Huh? Come to think of it, they do feel a bit..."
"Turn around! I'll loosen them up for you."
I'd been about to call it quits because her kindness was starting to feel overwhelming... but hearing her say that made my shoulders suddenly feel heavy. Maybe just a little more... I turned my back to her.
Ellis placed her hands on my shoulders.
"Your shoulders are knotted up like rocks... From swinging that sword so much?"
"Yeah..."
"Straighten your back nice and tall~ ...Shoulders back."
Ellis began massaging my shoulders slowly and gently. From the shoulder muscles to the lower trapezius... The perfect pressure made my body go limp involuntarily.
"Hngh..."
"Feels good?"
"Yes... yeah...!"
A sharp, electric pleasure raced up my spine... My eyes widened at the cool relief spreading through my whole body.
"Now this spot like this..."
"Wai—aaahhh..."
Press—!
Ellis firmly kneaded a tight knot between my shoulder blades. The sudden jolt drew a silent scream from me. Is this what it feels like to have your brain raped? I was sinking deeper into her massage.
"Hmm..."
"Wait... why..."
Ellis paused mid-massage.
"I think we should stop the massage here."
"What? Why...?"
"Well... it's just... hard to say."
"What's wrong?"
Why stop something this amazing? I was shocked—like a bolt from the blue—and asked her.
"To go further... you'd need to... um, take off your top..."
"My shirt?"
"Yes... I mean, no. Let's end the massage here."
Quitting such a blissful massage over that? I decided to strip right then.
"I'll take it off."
"Pardon?"
"You're not gonna do anything weird, right? You're being so kind with this massage, so a shirt is no big deal..."
"Haha... then just the top... Oh, why not lie down in your sleeping bag while you're at it?"
At her suggestion, I immediately sprawled face-down in my sleeping bag. Suddenly, something cold and wet plopped onto my back.
"Eek?!"
"Oh, sorry to startle you. It's massage gel. Makes my hands glide smoothly when I apply it..."
"Ah, got it..."
Squelch—squelch—
Ellis spread the gel generously over my upper body, then pressed her thumbs into the muscles beside my spine.
Every time she kneaded, tingles shot to my fingertips and toes... Just like with the hand massage earlier. That's when I realized blood was rushing to my lower half.
Why now? Anyway, to hide my erection, I curled up a bit.
"Come on, tensing up like that makes it hard to massage."
"Y-yeah..."
Her hands slid gradually downward—from my nape to shoulders, waist to hips, under my glutes to my soles...
"Hah...!"
"Heehee... Feels good, huh?"
The sensation was like my whole body being caressed; my breath hitched, a moan slipping out. She must've found it funny—Ellis giggled behind me.
Her hands traveled down my spine toward my lower back.
"Excuse me."
"Wait, not on my butt..."
Ellis straddled my hips and stimulated my glutes with both hands. With her suddenly on top, I showed my panic.
This is enough. Time to shake her off.
"Alright, that's... urgh...?"
But as I tried to tense up, I realized my body wouldn't respond. Heat surged through me, sweat beading on my skin.
"You must be really enjoying it—sweating and all."
"Ahh..."
The massage gel... that's it. Things felt off the moment she applied it. What the hell did she put in that gel? Her hands crept toward my most private areas.
"This area's really tense too, huh?"
"Hng... hnghh..."
Ellis started from the base of my spine, up to the top of my glutes... Her sneaky touches drew obscene moans from my lips.
Soon, her lewd fingers slipped inside my pants.
"Stooop... not there..."
"It's just a massage."
Ellis reached into my pants, kneading my ass like clay—squish, squish. Had she noticed I had no strength to resist? She boldly slipped her hand under my underwear.
"N-nooo..."
My strength... it's draining... Her rough strokes on my inner thighs sapped even my will to get angry.
Why...?
Ellis yanked off my pants and underwear, flipping me onto my back.
"Huh? What the hell is this?"
No...!
She pointed at my rock-hard cock.
"Getting ideas while I work so hard on your massage... How naughty."
"This... this is because of you..."
"What did I do? You're the one getting excited from a massage!"
With that, Ellis climbed on top of me.
"So... mind if I give my insides a massage with yours?"
"Huh?"
"Heehee... don't play dumb~"
If she takes me like this, I'll... cross a river I can never uncross... Please... body, move—fight back...!
"So naive... This is what happens when you let just anyone touch your body. Well, your heart and body are mine now anyway, so I'll train you nice and slow."
"Don't..."
Ellis leaned down, locking eyes with me.
"Then... bon appétit!"