"Please don't—mmm-mmm-mmm!" Anna pleaded with Isaac, sensing that he really would punish both of them if either one quarreled. But it was useless; Isaac gagged her mouth anyway!
Isaac raised the whip again—pia!—it struck Sophia.
"Mmm-mmm-mmm~!" Still fuming, Sophia yelped in pain. Because Sophia was hugging Anna with her legs, Anna was also struck!
"Mmm-mmm-mm-oh!!!" Anna cried out from the pain as well, but her torment wasn't over. The last lash, though it hit both, was aimed mainly at Sophia; Anna just got caught up by proximity. But now, Isaac gave a direct lash at Anna!
Pia! The whip landed on Anna.
"Mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm~" Anna screamed too, not understanding why she was being dragged into Sophia's punishment.
"Mmm-mmm-mm-oh-oh!!" Sophia cried as well; the pain made her loosen her grip on Anna's thighs, tumbling off in a thoroughly undignified way!
"Listen, if either of you disobey, both will be punished, understand?"
"Mmm-mm-oh!" Sophia, still furious, rolled over and sat up beside Anna, glaring daggers at Isaac—he grew even more fearful and gave Sophia another whip!
Pa!! The sound echoed through the air. Sophia and Isaac had previously agreed he'd only give her light lashes, never heavy-handed. Who would design a plan to be whipped for real? But now, Isaac was terrified, his nerves frayed, so he lashed out with full strength. Sophia howled with pain, and with her no longer holding onto Anna, Anna was spared the next blow.
"Mmm-mmm-mm-ooooooohhhhhhhhhh!!!" Sophia screamed, the pain overwhelming. She realized that if she kept frightening Isaac, he'd just keep whipping her. Resigned, Sophia took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and made a muffled noise of assent: "Mmm."
"Huff—huff—" Sophia was still catching her breath, trying to suppress her anger.
Isaac wiped the cold sweat from his brow, seeing Sophia finally comply. Maybe he wouldn't be blamed after all? He remembered the original plan—he wasn't only supposed to punish Sophia, so—Pa!!—Anna's face was marked with a red welt. Isaac knew that if he chickened out and didn't whip Anna, he'd never live to see another dawn.
"Mmm-mmm-mm-oh-oh-oh!!!" Anna screamed too. After she'd been whipped, Isaac asked, "Miss Belmont, do you agree?"
"........." Anna didn't want to humiliate herself by agreeing.
Pia!Pia! Two more lashes landed on the two beauties.
"Mmm-mmm-mmm! Mmm-mmm!" Sophia glared resentfully at Anna. Isaac had calmed down a bit, but Sophia realized he didn't know how to use a whip at all—his "gentle" was still excruciating, like a child playing with knives, not meaning harm but easily causing disaster. Sophia understood Isaac was a pure fool, and knew that making him angry would just make the lashes worse, so she blamed it all on Anna.
"Mmm-mmm-mmm!!!" Sophia stared at Anna, silently accusing her of being at fault!
"Mmm-mmm!" Anna was suffering just as much; being whipped by Isaac was no small pain.
"Miss Belmont, do you agree?"
"…mmm…" Anna gave a faint hum; she didn't want to make any more sound, because that would mean she was surrendering, which felt too shameful and humiliating.
"Alright, no more quarrelling." Isaac removed their gags; Anna seemed less aggressive now.
Isaac still worried about Sophia's earlier rage, but thinking back on her, he couldn't help but admire her. Truly worthy of someone who knew all of human knowledge—her psychology skills were real. All the plans she and Isaac had made (except for when Isaac went rogue and truly angered her) were half-acting, but also half genuine—she wanted to bully Anna. But she was part human too, so those psychological principles applied to her as well; she seemed even more obedient to Isaac now.
"Little Zack, you! You took off my clothes…" But Sophia hadn't forgotten—she glared at Isaac, "If you want to die, just say so!" She got up and walked straight to the bed, sitting on its edge—she never liked looking up at people; it was only for the sake of acting, softening Anna's heart, that she'd sat tied up on the floor with her.
"I… I was wrong…" Isaac immediately dropped to his knees and kowtowed before Sophia, terrified that he'd gone too far and might really die here.
"Hmph. If you hadn't punished that little slut so hard, I'd have killed you already." Sophia stared at him; she knew she still needed Isaac's help tormenting Anna, so now was not the time to fall out.
"Slap yourself ten times and I'll let you off." No sooner had Sophia said it than she regretted it—how could ten slaps pay for having her sacred body seen naked? But Isaac had already started, "One, two, three—"
"Tsk, useless." Watching Isaac slap himself, Sophia felt better and her anger eased.
"Get me dressed." Sophia rolled her eyes and said coldly.
"Yes!" Isaac, face swollen, quickly used his dagger on the clothes and on Sophia—
Swish! Sophia's underwear and the outer queen's leather outfit instantly reappeared.
"I spare your pathetic life." Sophia sneered. "Get on with business."
"Yes! Yes!" Isaac replied, glancing at the now slightly disgusted Anna on the floor, then at Sophia on the bed, remembering the "plan." Face still swollen, he cleared his throat, "Ahem."
"What?" Sophia said curtly, though she knew what was coming.
Isaac looked at the kneeling and bed-seated beauties. "Alright, alright, that was just a sideshow, forget it! To the point: why am I so hard on you two? Because I don't want you fighting! Can't you talk it out? Sophia, don't hold grudges, and Miss Belmont, stop hunting Sophia." The two women had just been "through adversity" together, naked, bound for a long time, so they'd grown closer and could say things they normally wouldn't.
"Impossible, unless my Belmont clan is wiped out, hunting vampires is our destiny."
"But you could hunt other vampires, just leave Sophia alone." Isaac, now calmer, said.
"Impossible. The Belmonts are all stubborn—the Dominax are always our main target." Sophia sat on the bed, looking down on Anna.
"That's because of your many crimes!" Anna retorted.
"Tsk, little slut, name our crimes then."
"My family became vampire hunters because of your evildoing!"
The two beauties, still tied up, began debating:
"Tsk, that was in my father's time—whatever happened between Vlad and Leon Belmont is one thing, I am another. You keep calling us villains, your family noble. So you believe in the sins of the father, that children pay for their fathers' crimes?" Sophia, for once, spoke seriously—she often hid her intellect, but her logic and knowledge were indeed sage-like.
"Even you personally, Duchess Dominax, have committed evil!" Anna, unable to rebut the 'sins of the father' logic, could only attack Sophia herself.
"Hmph. Name one evil I've done?"
"You drink blood, you wiped out Splann village in Sylenia."
"That was seven hundred years ago, I couldn't control my bloodlust. What, you never did anything bad as a child, never bullied a cat or dog?"
Isaac also felt Sophia's logic was flawed; being young was no excuse: "Sophia, those people—"
"They were people, I know it was wrong." Normally, Sophia would never admit fault, even when she knew she was wrong, and she wasn't an animal-rights activist; she never thought killing animals was wrong. But now, facing Anna and with Isaac's pressure, she apologized.
"We drink blood as humans eat; you eat animals. I know you value your own lives more, but after age 300, I stopped drinking from good people; after 600, I almost never drank human blood at all. Before meeting Zack, the last time I fed was thirty years ago—from an ambitious, city-sacking general; neither you nor Zack were even born. I'm almost a vegetarian now—the least dangerous vampire. Yet you insist I'm the worst, Zack, isn't that unfair?"
"Even if not that, you exiled the Belmonts! Family and national grudges are tied to you!" Anna, seeing that reason didn't work, switched to another.
"Exiled? I didn't exile your ancestors."
"You lie! Three hundred years ago—"
"Anna, don't you know Conrad did that?"
Conrad Dunkelhoff, a vampire count under the Dominax family, also prime minister of East and West Sylenia.
"What?"
"Heh, you didn't know? Back then, I was busy with earth-shaking events. Your clan massacred half-breeds while I was immobilized; finally, Conrad defeated you. He wanted to kill your family—I stopped him, so he exiled you instead. If not for me, you wouldn't even exist."
"Liar!"
"Heh, how does your chronicle describe that time?"
"I don't remember!"
"'In 1164, demons drove our clan from Sylenia; next year, we moved to Chitalia…'"
"How do you know our chronicle!" Anna was shocked, forgetting her accusations.
"Heh, I know a lot. It says nothing about Dominax exiling you."
"You monster, you're just quibbling!"
"If I lie, may my cold heart lose my soul forever." Sophia swore the strongest vampire blood oath—a binding vow Anna recognized.
"You monster!" Anna, tied up, could only defend her pride this way.
"What other crimes can you accuse me of?" Sophia really did seem wise—Isaac's view of her rose even higher.
"You killed the first witch-hunter Ricardo Van Dyne a century ago!"
"Me? Kill Ricardo? Don't kid yourself, Anna. How many fake crimes will you hunters pin on me?"
"If you didn't kill Van Dyne, why do you have his silver sword?"
"Ricardo gave it to me."
"Liar! You dare speak his name!"
"Why not? He said I was a better master for the blade."
"Liar, you're still deceiving!"
"Anna, if I'd killed Ricardo and taken his sword, would I have left you his crossbow? Besides, a century ago you were already in Florenca—did you travel back to Sylenia just to fetch his crossbow?"
"This—"
"Ricardo gave the crossbow to Simon, didn't you know?"
"You dare speak my grandfather's name! You killed him!" Simon Belmont, Anna's grandfather.
"Oh, Anna, you were orphaned at fourteen, I don't blame you. I don't know who killed Simon, but it wasn't me."
"Liar! He went to Sylenia to hunt you, and never returned—it was you!"
"Oh? Who saw me kill Simon? Any witnesses? Are the Belmonts judge, jury, and executioner now? No evidence, no court, just accusations—is that your justice?" Sophia's barrage left Anna speechless.
"If I really killed witch-hunters indiscriminately, why not kill you? That day I could have kicked you to death."
"You wanted to do evil to me!" Anna referred to their current humiliations.
"Tsk, little slut, let's see what else you can charge me with."
"Even if there's no proof you killed my grandfather, you killed Gus!"
"Gus cared only for fame and stole credit from your higher-blooded kin, even took ten witch-hunter kills for himself. Why shouldn't he die?"
"You attacked the Aradale domain!"
"Idiot, most times it's them attacking us, and always killing humans. This world's idiots shout about 'the other'—but it's always their own kind who suffer. Humans and our half-breeds are no different in this."
"But you've attacked too! Six hundred years ago you killed Duke Moldavia!"
"The Moldavias stole Aradale from us. So I wiped them out—how is that wrong? Don't humans do the same in war?"
"Sophia!" Eyes closed, Isaac's displeasure was evident.
"Tsk, that was six hundred years ago, I wouldn't kill kids now. Should Isaac punish me for things done six centuries ago? And anyway, those kids weren't killed by me, but by others." For once, Sophia called Isaac "Mr. Isaac" and again admitted fault—something she'd never do if not for Isaac being present. For a duchess, even if wrong, admitting it means loss of dignity. Besides, Sophia didn't see it as wrong—vampire morals differ.
"'Stole'? It was liberation!" Anna said.
"Heh, we are the true Grand Dukes of Sylenia—myself and the Dominax never relinquished the title. The Moldavias were usurpers; after I killed them, their successors the Ceaușescus claimed the fake title. They're all impostors. Believe me or not, being the Duchess of Sylenia isn't a crime!"
"But you enslave people and oppress the folk in Sylenia—isn't that a crime?"
"Heh, enslave? Oppress?"
"What?"
"Joke—go see Valhaz for yourself. Taxes are low, there's no conscription. When enemies come, I handle it myself with impalement. So we don't need a government or army. Fifty years ago I nailed 100,000 Turcs—since then, the Empire's never dared invade. How do I oppress my people?"
"What about slaves?"
"My slaves are a noble class in Valhaz! With a Dominax gold collar, anyone can walk proud—Dunkelhoffs can't harm them. And I abolished the slave pens two centuries ago; all my slaves have rooms and can go anywhere in the castle—so long as they work, they're free. Except they must take care of me daily, with no holidays. To them, being a Dominax slave is a lifetime job with full board."
Isaac finally understood Sophia's earlier remark about "my slaves worrying about me."
Sophia continued, "Wear a Dominax gold collar, and in Sylenia, anyone who crosses you is finished! My slaves are a privileged class; do you think I treat them like Estruch, Markov, or Hayreddin?"
Anna was at a loss, but caught a loophole: "If your slaves are a privileged class, isn't that oppressing the people?"
"Not the same. Classes exist objectively—don't humans have clergy, knights, burghers, peasants, and proletarians? Do humans oppress humans?"
"We do have some bad lords oppressing people."
"But I'm not one of them."
"But you and your slaves don't work or produce—where do your riches come from?"
"The castle is from Vlad; the money, Dunkelhoffs bring me." Sophia seemed to only tell half the story.
"So you don't tax or govern your domain? You let the Dunkelhoffs rule, collect taxes, and bring you the money?"
"Yes… yes." Sophia clearly didn't want to elaborate. Isaac wondered why it was a problem for Sophia to not govern, but obviously she'd never manage her lands well if she did—she'd leave the domain leaderless. She'd be the world's laziest duchess.
"So, your vampires do evil, you sleep at home, then they bring you the money they wring from humans; you keep sleeping, telling yourself you're not oppressing anyone, that you're different from other vampires?" Anna pressed her advantage.
"So, so, what's wrong with that! I really haven't bullied humans!" Sophia panicked, losing her composure.
"But don't your vampires represent you? You get the good, they take the blame? All 'temps'? Weren't they appointed as your counts and barons? And your reaction shows you know what your vamps have done!"
"Tsk, even if I'm responsible, how many human dukes and kings are better than me?" Sophia knew she was on the losing side of this argument.
"Miss Belmont, maybe it is her responsibility, but not her evil," Isaac defended Sophia. "She's just lazy, doesn't want to manage her lands."
"Hey, who's lazy! I'm busy with more important things!"
"Like what? Tying yourself up to travel with human followers?" Isaac teased.
"You dare insult me again?" Sophia glared so coldly Isaac shrank away.
"Hmph, even if it's not evil, it doesn't prove she's good." Anna replied to Isaac.
"But at least I'm not a villain! You admitted it yourself!" Sophia immediately grinned evilly.
"No! I did not!"
"So you said it's not evil, you can't find any evil in me—don't contradict yourself!"
"Hmph! I'll find your crimes, just wait!" Anna snapped.
"Then you'll be tied up forever!" Sophia made a face at Anna.
"Ahem, if you argue, you'll both be tied together for punishment!" Isaac, still smarting from Sophia's earlier glare, jumped in.
"Either way, the little slut will be the one tied up."
"Hmph!"
Isaac noticed that, after this talk, the tension between the women seemed to ease a little. "Miss Belmont, will you stop hunting Sophia?"
"No! She must be evil, and I will find the evidence."
"What a headache." Eyes closed, Isaac sighed and shook his head.
"Time for Plan B!" Sophia flashed a meaningful grin. Evidently, her whispered plan to Isaac had involved more than just tying the two of them together—this B plan instantly erased her earlier anger at Isaac and made her overjoyed.
"What plan—what's that?" Anna watched in horror as Isaac fetched from his bag a chastity belt with three plugs.
"This is Plan B. If the little slut doesn't cooperate, we use this!"
"I don't want it! You—mmm-mmm-mmm!!!" Isaac had bought various bondage gear. He pulled out a roll of tape and sealed Anna's mouth tight.
"Forgive me, Miss Belmont."
"Mmm-mmm, mmm, mmm? Mmm-mmm!" Isaac lifted Anna, still bound kneeling. He removed the crotch-rope, then thoroughly cleaned the areas around Anna's three orifices—each still coated in various solids, liquids, and yellowish or clear secretions—then, lining up the three plugs of the belt, he shoved them in hard. The vaginal and anal plugs were over twenty centimeters long, molded in the shape of a human member—almost the human limit. Even as a fit, 1.7-meter-tall woman, Anna was driven to tears by the pain.
"Little Zack, keep going!" Sophia's eyes blazed with excitement, her lips curled high with pleasure as she watched the scene.
Isaac picked up the key, stepped on it, and snap—broke it in half.
"Mmm???" Anna stared at Isaac in terror.
An obsidian keyhole—such keys could never be duplicated, since each obsidian key was absolutely unique.
"Haha, little slut, we have a master key, but only the Duchess and Little Zack know how to use it." Sophia told the biggest lie, claiming only she and Isaac could unlock the chastity belt, plotting to control Anna's bodily functions.
"Mmm???" Just thinking that from now on, all her excretions would be under Isaac and Sophia's control, Anna's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Haha, little slut, be good from now on, or you'll never be able to relieve yourself. At least you won't have any more accidents," Sophia said.
"Mmm????" Anna's expression was utterly hopeless.
"Alright, you can take the tape off her mouth—she probably won't dare act up anymore."
Isaac ripped the tape from Anna's mouth. Anna only glared at him fiercely, too afraid of being tied and whipped with Sophia to act out again.
"Little slut, I have something I want your help with." Sophia put on a meaningful expression.
"Wh…what?"Sophia leapt from the bed, pressed her face to Anna's ear, and made sure Isaac couldn't overhear: "Do you want to block my excretory passage, little slut?"
"What?""As a vampire, I won't die from not going, but it's unbearable—especially when under attack, I can't control it at all. I was forced to lose control today by Little Zack. That's just humiliating for a duchess." Sophia whispered, "That doesn't fit my noble image at all."
"If you're a vampire, why do you eat and excrete?"
"That's a secret. I just don't want to have accidents in front of you and Little Zack." Sophia said.
"I won't do such a depraved thing."
"Then, Anna dear, don't expect to go to the bathroom—or get dressed." Sophia laughed coldly and turned away.
"You!" Anna spat angrily.
Isaac noticed that after whatever Sophia said, Anna seemed less hostile. He left the two women as they were, with Anna still kneeling, hands bound behind her, and Sophia's ankles locked together with magic cuffs (with her consent). He left them talking through the afternoon—after all, only communication could clear up misunderstandings and build mutual understanding. Of course, most of their "conversation" consisted of trading insults.
"Alright, dinner time. Miss Belmont, are you hungry?" Isaac glanced at Anna, kneeling on the floor, completely naked. Anna still wasn't used to a man seeing her like this, so she lowered her head. "Can you dress me first? There are two sets of clothes in my pack…"
"If you won't help with Sophia's problem, don't expect clothes—or even a bathroom!" Sophia sneered.
"You damned vampire!"
"Alright, alright, do you want to eat, Miss Belmont?" Isaac asked again. He had brought back lunch and dinner along with the new restraints. Now, late afternoon, everyone was hungry.
"Just feed me first." Anna hesitated, but after all the "combat" since morning, she was ravenous.
"I want food too! I won't lose to the little slut!" Sophia demanded.
"Huh? You're eating too?" Isaac asked.
"Yes! Feed me first!""No, me first! Vampires don't even need food to survive!" Anna was angry that Sophia even fought with her over meals.
"Sophia isn't like other vampires.""What's different about her?" Anna pressed.
"Little slut, you're really stupid—still haven't figured it out?" Sophia shook her body at Anna, purposely making her breasts sway, causing Isaac, who was just starting to calm down, to become aroused again.
Anna stared at Sophia's swaying breasts, remembering their earlier connection through the gag, how Sophia kept exhaling warm breath onto her—most vampires don't breathe, and Sophia's body was warm, almost like…A human?
"Why are you so human-like?" Anna finally realized.
"Not telling, little slut." Sophia pouted.
"Fine, keep your secrets, I don't care." Anna snapped.
"Anyway, Zack, feed the Duchess first!" Sophia insisted.
"Alright, alright," Isaac agreed.
Anna was annoyed at being beaten by Sophia in yet another contest, and even felt a pang of jealousy. So this was the so-called jealousy between women?
"Ah~~~~~~" Sophia opened wide, and Isaac forked a piece of meat and placed it in her mouth.
"You—Isaac, right? Feed me too," Anna said.
"Then open wide.""Ah~~~" Anna opened up, and Isaac fed her.
"Zack, you said I go first!" Sophia protested.
"We'll take turns, how about that?" Isaac suggested.
"Fine, but I get the first bite of every dish!""Alright, open up." Isaac loaded a new morsel.
"Ah~~~" Sophia opened her mouth, Isaac fed her again.
So, bite by bite, with their hearts full of rivalry and jealousy, the two beauties finished their meal.
"Want something to drink?"
"Yes," Anna replied—she'd lost a lot of fluid today.
"Me too!" Sophia piped up.
Isaac brought out two bottles of juice, one in each hand, and, like holding two sex toys, pressed them to the beauties' open mouths, pouring slowly. Naturally, without personal control, much of the juice dribbled down their chins, necks, and breasts, making them look even more alluring.
"Uh…" With the chastity belt blocking her, Anna soon needed to use the bathroom again.
"Little slut needs the toilet again?" Sophia grinned lewdly.
"So do you, you monster!" Anna snapped back.
"You're only human, let's see how long you can last."
"I won't give in to your perversion!" Anna declared.
"We'll see about that. Zack, carry me to the bathroom for a bath!" Sophia commanded.
"You still get to bathe?""Of course. I'll relieve myself in the tub, so no one can see—no shame! Didn't expect that, did you, little slut?" Sophia was quite pleased with herself.
"You!" Anna fumed.
Isaac untied the doubled-over rope from Sophia's thighs, then re-tied her legs together, chaining the ankle cuffs with a safeword. He then lifted Sophia in a princess carry and placed her in the wooden tub.
"Should I… take your clothes off?" Isaac asked.
"Of course," Sophia replied, but then her voice turned deadly cold: "Listen, Little Zack—"
That voice, the kind that could kill, only came out when she was truly serious.
"I had fun today, Little Zack."
"Uh, not at all…" Under her powerful aura, Isaac's confidence evaporated.
"Listen up, Zack. You saved my life once. Today, I'll overlook you seeing me naked."
So… I really went too far…
"But it must never happen again, you hear?"
"Y-yes, my lady…" Isaac stammered.
"Every male creature who's seen me naked has died, you know."
"Yes, my lady."
"That's the red line."
"Yes, ma'am…" Isaac started to sweat.
"Alright, Little Zack, shut your eyes and undress me!" Sophia's tone switched back to her playful self.
Isaac wiped his brow; he'd been leading Sophia for two days, and sure enough, he'd lost his head. Never again… no more tempting fate…
At Sophia's request, Isaac closed his eyes and used magic to dissolve her enchanted bodysuit. Then, eyes shut tight, he filled the tub by feel, then groped his way out.
He didn't see Sophia's face flush deep red from embarrassment as she soaked in the tub, squirming as the water soothed her and washed away all traces of sweat, fluids, and urine. After some internal struggle, she let herself urinate in the water, mixing it with the bath.
"I want a bath too…" Anna said as Isaac exited the bathroom. She reeked of sweat, and her lower half was still coated in filth from the morning.
"No, unless you agree to help her."
"Uh…"
"You want to use the bathroom, right? Then help her first."
"O-okay…" Anna relented.
From the bathroom, Sophia called, "Good job, Little Zack! Now change the water!"
Since she'd relieved herself, the water was cloudy. Eyes still shut, Isaac entered, and the naked Sophia blushed furiously again. He lifted her out, blindly touching many forbidden places.
"Not there! No! Ahh!" Sophia protested as Isaac, eyes shut, accidentally touched her in places she didn't want.
"Hurry up! The bucket's to your right!" Isaac, still groping, drained the tub and refilled it with clean water.
"Put me back! Ahh! Not there!!" After depositing Sophia, Isaac backed out, eyes still shut, leaving the beet-red duchess behind.
"She agreed," Isaac called through the door.
"Of course I heard!"
"So, let her go first, or…?"
"She helps me first!"
"Okay, wait a moment."
Some time later, Anna, now freed from all leg bonds except for her wrists, with the chastity belt and its three plugs still in place, turned her back to the door, opened it with her bound hands, and walked in naked.