The Dominax Restraint Spell only lasted ten minutes, and that time had long since passed. Isaac had not concentrated on making the "hanging" rope used on Sophia permanent, so now Sophia was still hogtied, lying on the floor in the puddle of urine she had just lost control of. The harsh whipping and suspension had left the clothes on her buttocks, crotch, and chest in tatters. By now, it was already past noon. The whipping and suspension had left her utterly drained, so much so that, even though the spell was over and her mouth was now free, she couldn't muster the strength to move at all.
"Sophia, could you stop pulling such dangerous pranks? Someone really could get killed, either us or her." As Isaac spoke, he gestured toward Anna, who was also tied up on the floor—her torso was folded over her thighs, her lower legs were likewise bent back and bound atop her thighs, stacked into a triple fold, her upper body horizontal to the ground, while her lower half was kneeling, completely naked.
When Sophia had lost control earlier, the motion from her being whipped had splattered urine all over Anna's face and bare body, filling her with shame. She had never touched anyone else's urine in her life, and now it was from the vampire she hated most. Though it did spark a curiosity: vampires didn't normally drink water, so why did this female vampire have so much urine? And why did she fight for food this morning when Isaac fed Anna breakfast?
"Huff—huff—huff—huff…" Hogtied, Sophia could only gasp for air, her windpipe newly freed.
Isaac felt he might have gone too far, and a pang of guilt for Sophia crept in.
"L-little Zack… you… you…" Sophia finally managed to speak. Isaac noticed the corners of her eyes were brimming with tears—clearly, the whipping and suspension had really hurt. That only deepened his guilt.
"I'm sorry, my lady, but your prank this time really went too far."
"You… you… you bastard… actually… bullied me… like this…"
"As long as you don't do this kind of dangerous thing again, I'll never punish you this way again." Isaac's tone even sounded as if he were the one who'd made a mistake.
"You remember this." Sophia glared fiercely at Isaac. Even tied up on the floor, Sophia's glare carried a natural intimidation, and it made Isaac uneasy.
Yet the royal vampire's recovery was astonishingly fast; Sophia's injuries were already healing. She was surprised herself—though not as fast as without the collar and ropes, it was much quicker than when the collar was first put on her. It seemed her body was adapting to the restraints, and her regeneration and bloodline powers were growing stronger.
"You're healing so fast—better watch your mouth, or else…" Isaac shook the gag ball.
"Hmph! I will never yield to the evil little Zack!" Still hogtied, Sophia craned her neck to lift her chin and nostrils toward Isaac, using the lower rim of her eyes to look down at him, insisting on her queenly presence even in her awkward state.
"Since when do vampires call humans 'evil'?"
"Little Zack is evil!" Sophia continued to glare "down" at him, nose in the air.
"Oh? Really?" Isaac shook the gag ball again.
"Yes—yes!" Sophia was still stubborn, so Isaac approached with the gag, pretending to put it on her. "No—little Zack is not evil!" Sophia chickened out as always.
"Oh? So who's evil then?" Isaac produced the whip he'd used on Sophia earlier that morning.
"Ah, it's little Za—anyone but me, anyway!"
Crack! The whip lashed the floor beside Sophia, startling her.
"Well? Who's evil?" Isaac flashed a lecherous grin and asked again.
"Hmph! It's—it's me! Happy now?" Sophia glared at him, furious. Isaac was quite satisfied.
"Alright then, if you're evil, it's only right for a hero to tie you up and punish you, right?"
"Damn it! You tricked me again!" Sophia made a disgusted face, as if seeing a bug.
"So, since you've made such a mess here, what are you going to do about all this pee everywhere?"
"Hmph, you beat it out of me! Ah, no, I mean—it's my fault!" Isaac shook the whip again and Sophia immediately changed her answer.
"Hmph. Little Zack, I have an idea to make sure I never embarrass myself like this again."
"Oh? Let's hear it." Isaac was suspicious, guessing Sophia was up to something.
"But first, we have to stop the little slut from peeing and pooping all over the place!" Sophia sneered.
"Mm?! MMM!! MMM!! MMM!" Anna protested, stacked in a triple fold, muffled moans filling the room.
"You're going to bully her again?" Isaac was displeased by Sophia's constant desire to torment Anna.
"No, no! Little Zack, bring your ear closer, I have a plan!"
Isaac crouched beside the hogtied Sophia, Anna growing increasingly anxious inside. Her only hope against Sophia was Isaac; if he teamed up with the vampire slut, would she be sold to bandits as a sex slave? Or made into a milk cow? With the aphrodisiac still affecting her mind, she imagined all sorts of horrors.
"MMM!! MMM!" Anna tried to disrupt the conversation.
"MMM! MMM!"
Crack! The whip snapped across Anna's buttocks. "MMMN! MMM! MMMMMMMM!" Anna screamed, still smeared with her own waste, the pain driving her wild.
"Miss Belmont, please cooperate," Isaac said, withdrawing the whip.
"Yes, if the little slut doesn't cooperate, just beat her!" Sophia chimed in.
"Mn—" Anna realized Isaac was holding back, not hitting her full force, and that maybe he hadn't been turned into a complete slave by the vampire. Reluctantly, she quieted down.
"Is this really going to work?" Isaac asked, skeptical.
"Of course, my knowledge is infinite. You doubt my psychological expertise?"
"You know psychology too?"
"Of course. All your human knowledge, I basically know. I can read minds, use our bloodline's ability to absorb memories with blood, or just magic it into memory."
"All human knowledge? Do other vampires have this too?"
"No! Each vampire family has its own bloodline powers! Only Dominax can read minds and absorb knowledge through blood!"
"So you really know everything? I mean, human stuff."
"Of course! You doubt my wisdom, little Zack?"
"I do," Isaac replied bluntly.
"Damn you, little Zack! Is it because you think I'm playful and curious that I can't be wise?"
"Exactly. You look like you're twenty-eight or so, older than me, with a mature makeup style only women in their late thirties would wear, and that heavy, gothic noble-woman's eyeshadow. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were the matriarch of an ancient noble family. But you act like a five-year-old."
Sophia's body had stopped aging at 28, but being called a "mature old woman" by Isaac annoyed her. Saying she acted like a child made her even more indignant: "That's only because life is so boring! I know all your human knowledge and magic, but in my castle, there's no one to talk to, just a bunch of dull slaves who only flatter me! How could that be any fun? Adventuring is so much more interesting!"
"Adventuring? You mean playacting, killing some enemies and bullying prisoners like kids playing house?" Isaac genuinely couldn't relate; adventure wasn't fun at all unless you were rich and safe, and 90% of adventurers died, usually on the first day.
But for Sophia, with her power and teleportation, "adventure" was just a game—at mealtime, she could teleport home for a feast, sleep in a comfy bed, even bathe every night, then return to exactly where she left off. For most, adventure meant hunger, exposure, and bad living conditions. To her, it was luxury.
"Of course! Killing enemies, hunting for treasure—it's fun! You know, in other worlds, people make adventure games where players pay to fight monsters." For Sophia, it was like reading a novel or playing a board game, or even a virtual adventure game. If she hadn't met Isaac and been tied up, even her shoes would stay clean.
"You… you've been to other worlds?"
"Of course. Don't I look like a planar sage? Do I seem unreliable to you?" Sophia squinted at him, radiating disdain.
"Yes, you do."
"Hmph! Not talking to you anymore. Anyway, let's enact my plan!" Even hogtied, Sophia assumed the air of a mistress ordering a servant.
"Alright, but I need to clean up first."
"No need, little Zack, just use the cleaning spell."
"That so-called 'cleaning spell' nearly burned Miss Belmont alive."
"This time I'm being honest: there really is a cleaning spell stored in the gem, and the word is this: %&^."
"If you—"
"If I'm lying, you can hang me by the neck for a whole day, then make me eat the little slut's shit. Is that enough?" Sophia swore a string of cruel oaths.
With a few attempts under his belt, Isaac had gotten much better at using magic items. He grasped Bloodheart, silently recited the word, and a current of arcane energy sprayed from the gem at the hilt, flowing over the floor, bedding, and clothes, erasing every trace of filth in the house.
"Looks like you were telling the truth," Isaac sighed in relief.
"Do I really seem so unreliable!?"
"Yes!"
"You jerk!" Sophia snapped. "Without me, would you have so much money? Be called the Vampire Slayer of Lyonnesse? Groped so many beauties? Even copped a feel off me!"
"But at the same time, I've never had so much trouble in my life."
"Whatever. Go do what I asked!"
"Alright, alright, my lady, you win." Looking at the hogtied Sophia on the floor, Isaac suddenly felt as if he were indulging a spoiled pet.
He started dressing, as if preparing to go out again. Anna panicked; whenever she saw Isaac leaving, she feared Sophia would torment her the moment he was gone. She cried, "Mm, mmm! Mmm-mmm! Mmm, mmm… mmm-mmm!"
"See, the little slut is scared now." Sophia, delighted, turned to Isaac, "Time to execute the plan!"
Isaac approached Sophia and untied her legs, freeing her from the hogtie so she could sit up for a moment.
Anna grew even more frightened, thinking he was about to let Sophia loose to bully her.
But then, Isaac took out the anti-vampire red gag ball. Sophia obediently opened her mouth for him to fasten it.
So this was the vampire's plan? Anna wondered. If Sophia's mouth was gagged, at least she'd have a harder time bullying her, right?
"Mm~!" Sophia gave Isaac a little hum, and he turned to Anna.
"Mm, mmm…" Anna was terrified, but even as she struggled, the red crotch-rope between her legs drew out another gush of fluid.
Isaac untied the ropes fixing Anna's torso to her thighs. Her spine suddenly free, she sprang upright into a kneeling pose. Then she realized she was naked—her legs, which had covered her breasts, were gone, and now her pink nipples were exposed right in front of Isaac's face.
"Mm, mmm!! Mmm-mm!" Anna's face turned crimson as she twisted her waist, desperate to hide her breasts.
"Please cooperate, Miss Belmont." Isaac, already hard, said.
Whether out of fear or shame or something else, Anna actually did cooperate, becoming docile. Isaac did not untie her crotch-rope or the rope binding her legs together; her arms were given some extra movement but were soon re-tied to the crotch-rope, so any motion would pull it tight and stimulate her further.
Then Isaac exceeded Anna's imagination: he picked up Sophia and dragged her to Anna, placing Sophia's open legs around Anna's still-folded knees. Sophia was taller, but Anna's kneeling position made her higher than Sophia sitting on the floor.
Isaac took a black leather strap from Anna's gear and attached it to the ring on Sophia's gag. Now the gag had two straps.
Anna realized what was happening and shook her head furiously. "Mm!! Mmm!!! Mmm-mm!!" Being seen by Isaac was one thing; being forced into physical contact with the vampire was another.
Isaac removed the rope gagging Anna's mouth. "Please don't. I'll do anything, just don't make me—"
Isaac said nothing, simply pressed Anna's face to Sophia's, squeezing her nose until she had to breathe through her mouth. At that instant, he pressed the gag into her mouth and fastened it at the back of her head.
"Mm!! Mmm!!! Mmm-mmm!" Anna's lips clamped onto the gag, their mouths now locked together through the ball, lips pressed together, saliva mingling.
"Mm, mmm… mmm, mmm-mmm!" Anna was furious and humiliated—kissing a female vampire, their faces flushed as their eyes met.
"Mm, mmm, mmm-mmm! Mmm-mmm!" Sophia also moaned, unwilling to let Anna outdo her.
"Alright, Sophia, let me help make your plan even better," Isaac said slyly.
"MMM?" Sophia, still mouth-to-mouth with Anna, stared in alarm.
Isaac used the magic dagger to strip Sophia of her ruined clothes, then magicked away her underwear. Sophia's eyes went wide—she'd never been naked in front of a man before (except for when she was unconscious). Her face went scarlet, furious that Isaac had exceeded her plan.
"MM? MMM!!!" Sophia's eyes turned blood red, and Isaac felt a chill—he might really be in trouble this time.
But before Sophia could act, Anna shifted her attention by pulling upward, forcing Sophia to crane her neck up. Sophia, proud as she was, resisted by leaning back, pulling Anna down as they vied for dominance. With her powers suppressed to human level, Sophia soon found herself losing to Anna's trained strength, forced to arch forward and look up at Anna.
"MMM! MMM!"
"MMM… MMM!"
Both struggled, tugging at their crotch ropes, moaning through their gags.
Sophia was furious at being positioned below Anna, unwilling to kneel herself. The two women kept fighting for the upper hand, sweat and fluids mingling on the clean floor, breasts pressed together, moaning and gasping.
The "battle" continued for over an hour, neither willing to yield, their juices soaking the floor and legs.
Suddenly, the door opened. Isaac returned with a new package: "Looks like you two are having fun?"
"MMM!" Anna moaned, lost between rage and pleasure.
"MM? MM?" Sophia, clutching Anna with her legs, moaned as well.
"Alright, that's enough. If you keep this up, I won't unlock the gag." Isaac warned.
"MM!"
"MM!"
The battle stopped, but their muffled duel continued.
As soon as Isaac removed the gags, the two shouted in unison:
"You little slut!"
"Vampire bitch!"
Isaac noticed Anna seemed less aggressive, so perhaps Sophia's psychology knowledge was effective?
"Cough, Sophia, enough mischief!" Isaac played his role as Anna's protector.
"You!" Sophia glared, still angry that Isaac had stripped her without permission.
"What, you? Keep bullying Miss Belmont and you're getting the gag!" Isaac had forgotten Sophia's true anger, thinking she was just acting out the plan.
"You dare lecture me like this?" Sophia, still sitting on Anna's thighs, glared at Isaac.
"Yes, vampire women must be gagged!" Anna suddenly joined the quarrel, her tone much changed, no longer so fierce.
"You little slut! Bewitching little Zack!"
"You vampire bitch! Seducing men!"
"Enough!" Isaac, per Sophia's plan, asserted authority.
Anna quieted down, but Sophia "objected"—Isaac "gagged" her again with the holy gag.
Anna tried to retort, but Isaac threatened, "If either of you argue again, I'll gag both of you and tie you together as punishment. I don't care who starts it—both will be punished together!"
Anna swallowed her words.
"MMM!! MM! MM!" Sophia, still gripping Anna with her legs, glared at Isaac.
"Stop fighting with Anna," Isaac said.
"MMMOOO!!" Sophia's rage only grew. Isaac's heart pounded—wasn't this going off script?
"Sophia?" Isaac nervously tested the waters.
"Um…" He began to sweat.
"MMM!!! MMMMMMMMOOOO!!" Sophia cried, glared at Isaac, and shot a look at Anna. "MMM!"
Isaac saw a chance—if things had gone off the rails, now was the moment to assert himself and bring them back under control. Despite his pale face, he mustered his courage, brandishing the whip and a red gag ball he'd taken from Anna's Hunter gear:
"I said, no fighting!"