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Chaldea Tales - Chapter One | Commission: Grimahr
🕑 Added 2020-05-27 23:14:17 +0000 UTC“Oh how long has it been!” Wu Zetian said to herself, upset at her predicament. It had been far too long since she had felt a man’s touch. The suitable partners for her escapades were few and far between and summoning her own servants to pleasure her just didn’t give her quite the same rush as an unwilling man did.
Raising a single pale and delicate hand, she held up a green vial to the light and exclaimed “This should be perfect for the job! All I need now is the unwilling man”. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Some might call it fate.
Wu hurried over to the door and swung it open, being sure that her night dress was draped over her in such a way that none of her assets might fall out. To her pleasant surprise, at the door was Ritsuka, her master and the facilitator of many past missions.
Relishing in how destiny had just served her the unwilling man she desired, she bowed pleasantly to welcome him. “Welcome! Please, come in” Wu offered, gesturing for him to enter. Ritsuka bowed in response.
This was perfect, she thought. All she needed to do was get him to ingest the contents of the vial. People were so easy to trick, they’re always so… trusting.
“Thank you for your hospitality, Wu”, Ritsuka began, walking into the room. “We have a mission coming up to farm materials, I fear something may be coming that will require us to be much stronger as a unit than we already are and thus we must be prepared”.
“Master, you are very wise to consider these things. You must be tense with such burdens upon your shoulders, please sit and let me get you some tea” Wu suggested to Ritsuka, noticing he was stressed and almost gagging on her too kind words, directing him to her living space where he could get comfortable. She approached the door Ritsuka had just entered and opened it again to take a tray from someone he assumed she commanded.
On the tray, perfectly hot and ready to serve were two cups of tea. Wu, allowing her servant to shut the door and leave them alone, carried the tray over to her bench. With her back now to Ritsuka, she sneakily slipped the vial into his cup until it was empty and left it on the bench out of sight.
Smiling, Wu carried Ritsuka’s tea over to him and handed him the cup. The warm cup soothed his hands, relaxing him slightly. “Thank you, Wu”, he said, grateful to have a moment to just let himself relax. He took a long sip, gulping it down without hesitation.
Wu smiled, returning to get her own cup from the bench. Holding it in her own hands and turning to face Ritsuka, she also took a drink. She noticed his face turn pale suddenly.
“Ritsuka, are you okay?” she asked, feigning concern. “Let me take that before you scold yourself!” she offered, grasping the cup from his weakening hands and placing it on the bench beside her own that she had just placed down.
“I’m so… dizzy”, Ritsuka said, slurring his words. He blacked out, his last sight was Wu’s devious smile as she stepped to catch his falling body.
As his eyes flickered back open, Wu stood towering over him. With her night dress no longer modestly draped, her slightly fuzzy vagina was now exposed and hung ominously above him. Her breasts were mostly covered but any movement would have them swinging into visibility at any moment. “Finally you’re awake, you puny bug”, Wu said aggressively.
Ritsuka’s eyes widened in horror, his heart beat instantly jumped in speed as his panic set in. He looked around the room for any potential exit. Seeing a grate in the wall beside the chair he had previously sat on, he made a mad dash for it.
Wu, seeing his attempt, dived down to the floor beside him. She loved the chase! Stretching her arm out, she reached to grab his tiny body. Her slender fingers clamped down inches shy of him, a single leg being clipped causing him to stumble. He continued with his momentum towards the grate, falling into it as fast as he could.
Ritsuka sprinted deeper into the vent, not even looking back as Wu shouted into the pitch black space that he could not run from her desire. The light behind him soon faded. Darkness enveloped him as he continued further into the depths. Echoes of footsteps above, below and beside him vibrated through the metal, shaking him slightly as he walked.
The blind maze seemed to be endless as Ritsuka walked for what felt like hours. In almost a trance, he stepped where he would’ve expected the floor to continue as it had for the past age. What actually must have been below him was an air vent in someone’s ceiling and he found himself tumbling towards the ground.
He hit the floor with a thud, his small size allowing him to fall greater relative heights somewhat unharmed. “Wu can be so hard to work with”, Ritsuka said to himself as he rubbed his head and brushed the dust off of himself. Peering at his still dark surroundings, he saw that he was in somebody’s bathroom. It was clean, tidy and seemingly odourless. Whoever this bathroom belonged to was certainly well-kept.
His curiosity lasted a mere moment as his answer slowly opened the door, light flooded into the room. A petite girl entered. With her bright purple eyes and the lightest pink hair, Ritsuka easily recognised her as one of his servants, Mash. They had a close bond and thus he counted himself extremely lucky to have fallen into her care. It could have been much worse.
“Mashu, thank God!” Ritsuka shouted up to the oblivious girl. Her eyes stayed level, clearly not hearing him at all at this size, she continued into the room. Mash’s sock-laden foot suddenly was coming towards him! He dived out of the way, only lessening the collision as her foot made contact and launched him across the bathroom.
Still unaware, Mash stood now at the sink and grabbed her toothbrush. Ritsuka rubbed his head for not even the first time today, after having crashed into and then along the floor. He peered up at the unhearing Mash as she brushed her teeth, totally unaware of his presence in her bathroom.
How would he get her attention? He pondered his options for a moment, feeling pretty safe so long as Mash stood between him and Wu, even unknowingly. Tapping her toothbrush on the sink, Mash finished up brushing her teeth. Ritsuka watched as she wiped her mouth and placed her toothbrush in the holder.
Mash seemed to head directly towards him now, her gaze told him he wasn’t her destination. He turned around to see what was behind him. Ritsuka was surprised to find that he had slid along the floor and landed directly in front of the toilet, he turned to look back at Mash to find she had closed the gap between them.
Mash’s slender legs were now either side of him, Ritsuka looked up at her as he walked away from the toilet to get a view of her face. He jumped to the floor in an attempt to avoid her face as she turned to face away from the toilet. As Ritsuka looked up from his position now on the floor, he saw the fabric of Mash’s loose shorts flapping as she shuffled into place, exposing her totally clean, shaved vagina very briefly. He blushed a deep red.
Ready to use the toilet, Mash pulled her pyjama shorts down and allowed them to fall around her ankles. Her panties lay twisted on the top of her shorts. The heavy fabrics fell down around Ritsuka, smothering him and blocking his only chance of being seen by Mash as she relieved herself.
A thunderous sizzle echoed through the porcelain as Mash’s lips parted and a powerful jet forced its way between them and into the bowl below. She sighed a deep sigh, the pressure inside of her slowly lessening with each moment that passed. Ritsuka couldn’t have been more embarrassed and humiliated as he found himself listening to Mash pee whilst tangled in her shorts and panties.
He flailed as the fabrics coiled around him in his fit as he desperately tried to get her intimate items off of him. Soon the roaring piss lessened to a trickle and Mash softly reached for some toilet paper and bunched it slightly around her hand. Leaning forward, she slid her hand between her delicate thighs and gently dabbed the excess moisture away.
Satisfied with her job wiping, she dropped the tissue into the toilet, bent over and reached for her shorts and panties that lay twisted on the floor. As she grabbed the sides of both garments and began to slide them up her legs, the twisted fabric in the centre began to unfoil.
Ritsuka felt his world change as he felt like he was being dragged to the floor. Suddenly he was spinning for a moment as the fabric uncoiled, leaving him lying exposed in the hammock of her panties. Unfortunately, by the time Ritsuka realised where he was he was already out of Mash’s view and hurtling towards her most intimate of areas.
To his horror, Ritsuka found that at the highest of points before he was sealed in, that he was actually lying slightly more at the back than the front. Mash’s perky cheeks came towards him. As Mash pulled her panties and shorts fully up and snugly against her cheeks, Ritsuka found his upper body being dragged between her tight ass cheeks. They pressed down powerfully on either side of him, restricting all movement.
Heat emanated directly onto his face, a toxic odour seeped directly out of where the heat came from. Terrified at his unfortunate placement, Ritsuka realised he was completely pinned by Mash’s butt cheeks whilst his face lay directly where her asshole was. He hoped she wasn’t a gassy person.
Mash walked back through into her bedroom, her eyes never leaving her enticing bed as she approached it. A sharp twang of pain struck her, she clutched her stomach in response. Ritsuka wanted to scream out as he heard a deep rumble from within his captress, but he saved his much needed air.
