“Yes, I'm Jonah Davis, I was hoping to reach a Ms. Sylvia Chambers?”

There is a blink, that slight pause, then the receptionist looks down as she begins typing something on a keyboard under the desk. “Can I ask the nature of your visit?”

“Oh, um, I wanted to ask her about a missing persons case. She gave me her name and card when I asked before, so I guessed that the information was sensitive.”

A soft 'mmhm' from her as she keeps typing. “Well, Ms. Chambers is currently out at the moment, but she should be back in about a half-hour. If you'd like to wait, we have a seating area there.”

A nod and a smile. “Thank you.” Jonah says, turning to go take a seat

And it's quite nice, he muses. A drink fountain, a selection of snacks, and even some of those big massage chairs lined up against the wall. He had been walking around for a couple hours now, and that looks far more inviting than a subway seat or a park bench.

“Okay, set for...thirty minutes.” He says, settling into that deep, leather-backed recliner as he types a couple of options into the keyboard on the armrest. His head resting back, eyes closing as the rotors inside the seat begin to rub and roll and push.

His head sinks into that soft leather, and gentle music begins to play from speakers set inside. He breathes out, letting his shoulders release that tension, something rubbing at his temples.

Just relax. Sit back, and let your worries and cares melt away.

And then, a voice. A soft voice, barely audible, filtering above the static. Letting him know to stay relaxed, to keep his eyes closed, to not worry about a thing as he lets all that tension drain from his body. That's good, isn't it? To just relax? To just drift along, and not worry about anything?

There's a sense that maybe he should open his eyes, that someone might be nearby. But there's no need to worry. Just rest. You still have time left on the clock.

 

Rest, trust in---

 

The BOOM of thunder, the shockwave of a massive impact into the building jolts Jonah awake, the chirping alarm pulling him out of that relaxation as he blinks to clear his vision. He barely catches the image of a towering figure, those knees rising above the lobby, before the protective shutters slam down over the glass facade.

His head still feels fuzzy, blinking and shaking his head as he pulls himself out of that chair and heading towards the Receptionist's desk. He can see everyone else heading there, moving towards the desk and a shelter point they were being led to by that receptionist.

 

Everyone sounded so far away, everything felt so sluggish as he ambles towards that crowd...

“Ah ah. Not you, Juni.”

A voice, clear and loud, calls to him before that hand comes down on his neck and a warmth fills his body. Everything spins as he's pulled towards a door, away from that shelter entrance, into what looks like a stairwell. He can't see her, but he feels that hand guiding him along before his knees give out.

“That's a good girl. Let it take you.” She says, his cheek touching something soft and warm, that hand against his head as she strokes him to sleep. “You're mine now.”

 

 

He woke up to a bell ringing in his ears, the chime calling him back from his slumber, replaced with the soft whispering of a language he couldn't understand. He could feel a cool current of air on his bare skin, crashing against an unnatural warmth that seemed to soak him from the top of his head down to the tips of his toes. The bindings, soft padding against his ankles and wrists and neck, locked into a spread-leg pose on some sort of table, halfway between laying and standing.

But his cock. His attention pulled down to his member by that warm sensation. He felt the ring there, fitted snugly on his base, keeping him hard as his heartbeat made him jump and twitch. Then, the small teardrop nestled just under that, between his sac and his shaft, sending a vibrating pulse through his cock in response.

Beat. Throb. Pulse. Beat. Throb. Pulse. Keeping him stimulated, aching, on edge.

 

He opens his eyes and his vision is struck by a flash of swirling light, gasping in surprise as he closes his eyes. Even his eyelids unable to hide those swirling colors, only able to dampen them, soften the edge, help him relax in that frame.

“And she's awake.”

That voice again, echoing gently. He can't look in front of him, and yet he can feel her there. Her strength, her warmth exuding from her as that figure approaches. Then stepping to the left, to the right. Following her with his 'gaze', head still swimming with every motion

“And we're linked. Wonderful.” She says, that hand coming up to touch his cheek as his worries begin to melt away. “I knew you had potential, little flower. And to think she wanted me to just send you home.”

The question on his lips is shushed, kept closed by a finger, and he feels his lips tingle at the promise. He wonders how she tastes, how it'd feel if she let that finger slip down his throat...

What were these thoughts?

“See, you got just a bit too close, little flower.” She says, her finger withdrawn. “You ended up catching the wrong eyes, and when that happens, they call me. And Sylvia is a close friend of mine, one of my dearest.”

A hand on his chest, that warmth between his pecs pushing him against that frame. “So when she told me we had to deal with a problem, I practically came...

That pause.

“Running.”

That hand gliding down, those fingers trailing against the tip of his cock. “But then you sat down, and we got a read on you, and you're just Bursting with potential.” She whispers, those tits pressed in closer to his chest, and the feeling of another cock grinding against his. “It didn't take long to look through your history, some of your habits, those naughty sites you went to visit. And you've felt it too, haven't you?”

Her body pressed in close, his lips right next to hers. Bump. Throb. Pulse. He's already right on the edge and she can feel it. “You know what you want.”

You know what you want.

 

“Don't you?”

 

Jonah moans, his back arching as she keeps grinding, his lips caught with hers as she steals that kiss. Her tongue sliding into his mouth, claiming his tongue as her body pushes in closer, sharing that warmth, letting it build as his heart races. That sensation overwhelming him, the whispering echoing in his mind. This was right. This is what he wanted. So why not indulge?

And finally, she pulls back. Her warmth leaves a chasm in his chest, that chill air like pins and needles against his skin. “So, my little flower, let me explain what comes next. I'm going to let you cum this first time, since you've been such a good girl.”

Jonah pants, the moan escaping those lips sounding more like something from one of his videos. Fuck, finally...

“And then I'm going to fuck your pretty mouth and get my release.”

He pants, and his tongue licks out over his lips. Wait, did he mean to do that?

“Once you drink me all up, the process will start and we'll say goodbye to that little cock of yours. I'll make sure you cum again, and again, until it's a pretty little clit for me to pinch and pierce and please until you're begging for me. And until that cock is gone, I'm going to train that pretty little asshole to be my sleeve and speed up your transformation.”

Juni...Jonah, Moans out loud. A weak, pleading thing. For mercy, or for more, he couldn't tell.

“And that's Just tonight, my little flower. We have a long time together before you become a proper Shield. Though I could make you into a wife, too. Wouldn't that be lovely?"

 

"Now.”

That hand. Touching his cock. Stroking.

“Are you ready?”

He couldn't nod. He couldn't speak. And yet Jonah's moan said all he needed to.

“Cum.”

That ring opening up, just enough release as he feels that orgasm washing over him, the hot ropes of seed stinging against his body as he's tilted back. It coats his chest, his face, his stomach, dripping down over his navel and cock. Gasping as some drips into his mouth, licking it up by instinct as that woman leans down and kisses their cheek.

 

“That's my girl.”

Then gravity shifts. Their body is laid back, frame adjusting, cock swaying as the ring tightens again and the device pulses, once again making them hard as they are left on their back. Head tilted back as something hot and pungent and hard pushes against their cheek.

“Don't bite down, dear,” Her voice, guiding them, that cock playing against their lips as she lets a hand rest in their hair. “We'll teach you more later, but for now that's it. Just remember that this is meant to be pleasure. Accept me. Accept your place.”

Accept your place

 

A moan, and that mouth opens.

“Goood girl.” She whispers, before those hips slip forward and guide that cock between those lips.

She's so big. So powerful. So right as that cock slips inside that warm mouth. She's warm, throbbing powerfully as another inch slips over their tongue. Deeper, insistent, those fingers slipping into their hair and keeping that head steady.

The light in front of their eyes softens, eyes opening as they stare into the swirls and pulses, letting their throat relax as that cock sinks forward. Closer, deeper, until she stops just before reaching that throat. “Mmmfff, mmmm...”

“Breathe in deep, plaything.”

And they do, sucking in from their nose, taking in her scent before they feel her cock slipping forward and stretching out that throat.

“Mmmmm, that's my good girl.” She whispers, that hand coming down to stroke her cheek. “That's right. Relax and let me fuck that throat...”

And she retreats. Slipping outward, into those lips, before pushing forward again. A twinge, a touch to her cock as their eyes lose focus to those spirals.

“You can...feel it...” She moans, twitching and throbbing. “Our senses are linked, my flower. Until...you are done with your training, we are of...mmmff, one body. When I fuck you, I feeel it...and when you get fucked, you'll feel ittt...”

 

They feel that throat spreading open, adjusting to the size of her cock, pushing in deeper with each thrust as they slowly get faster. “There...there we go. Can you feel it, my good girl? Aren't you clooose?”

Juni moans, eyes rolled back, cock twitching as they suck on that cock, mind lost in that fog of desire. Nothing else matters but that cock stretching their throat, throbbing against their tongue.

 

A twitch. A moan. Something hot and thick, rich and tasting of sweet fruit as it shoots down their throat and floods into their mouth. That cock spurting out onto their body, eyes rolling back in bliss as they cum again, body twitching weakly. Swallowing out of reflex, drinking down that hot cum, feeling that warmth spread down their chest and in their stomach.

How long does she stay inside her mouth? Time is meaningless, only when She moves back from her lips, that cock slipping free from her lips. A spurt over her face and visor marks the new girl with that hot scent, that cock tapping her cheek.

“See? I knew you could do it, cute little flower.”

Juni is left panting, licking the cum from their lips as they are praised, a hand touching their hair before they feel that body moving behind them. Something is placed on their chest, nipples tingling as they are covered by something soft and cool, sticking to the skin. “Mmm, I bet you can keep going, can't you?”

They moan. “Y, Yes, Miss...”

SMACK! The frame jiggles from the blow, and Juni cries out loud. Ass jiggling, stinging. They could feel the handprint on their left asscheek now, marking her. “Mistress, my flower. You can call me Mistress.”

“Yes Mistress!”

That cock presses against their thighs, leaving a warm sticky trail. “That's better. See? You're going to be such a good girl.”

It's so hot, so thick, that hand massaging their ass as her cocktip pressed against that hole. Something drips down onto that pucker, a warm tingling coating their backdoor as her cock rubs it into them. And then she grinds, and presses, and pushes...

And then she spreads that hole open, shuddering, before that 'CLICK' brings a pulsing shock to their nipples. “AAHHH!”

“Mmmfff...already so sensitive. You're going to turn out wonderfully!”

Her praises ring in those ears as her cock spreads that backdoor open, each push leading to another shock to those nipples as they gasp and wriggle in that frame. Their body feels like it's charged from tip to toe, that cock sinking in deeper, spreading their hole open.

And soon that cock is sinking in and out of that snug, hot hole. Pressing forward, then pulling back. Sinking in deeper, pushing farther, until they feel those hips pushing their legs apart, hilted completely inside them as she SMACKS that ass again with enough force to make the frame jump.

“There it is, my little flower. Take it...mmmff, I'm going to make you PERFECT!”

Thrust. Pulse. Push. Mistress fucks that hole deep, and hard, working her back and forth on that frame as they both get close to release.

“I want you to say it...” Mistress echoes, gripping her ass. “Tell me you want it.”

“I...” Juni gasps, head tilting back. “I want you to fuck me full, mistress! Break me on your cock, make me your perfect toy!”

“That's a good...GOOOD Girl!” Mistress cries out, giving the broken toy exactly what she begged for. That hot hole filled with her thick seed, short after shot leaving everything painted inside. It tingles and bubbles inside them, their cock spurting again and leaving her soaked. It feels so small now, and shrinking smaller, smaller...

“That's my Good Girl.”

She moans, petting that ass. The restraints on the frame unlocking, those strong steady hands lifting that cum-drunk toy off the frame. “Let's get you to your new home, my little flower. We've got a lot of work to do."

---

 

“Mmm. So, Mina, how's your pet project going?” Sylvia asks, setting her teacup down, cherry blossoms fluttering down over the cafe.

“Oh, you didn't hear?” The Oni in the suit replies, her short blue hair waving in that simulated breeze, leaning back in her chair. “She's graduated into a full Shield now. I've even had her moved to my team in 'Acquisitions'.”

That raises an eyebrow. “Really, now?”

“She's got a good sense for it. Mika and Ayane like her a lot. And I think I'd like to keep her close.”

“Oni are known to be possessive.”

“We like to say 'Protective', Sylvie, you know that.”

Another sip. Sylvia nods. “Well, if you vouch for her, I'll accept it. After all, you took care of the situation for free.”

“And your new recruit is doing well?” Mina says.

“She's a wonderful healer, as dedicated as you can ask for.” Sylvia says. “No regrets, here. She's currently out on a mission.”

Mina grins and nods, taking a sip of her tea, setting the empty cup down as a petal falls inside. She always loved these meetings with Sylvia, no matter how short they were.

 

“Well, then I should head to work. Got a couple of people that Recruiting wanted a lead on.”

Sylvia nods as the Oni woman stands up, the horns on her head poking out from her hair as she heads to the elevator and up to her office in the middle floors.

 

---

Juni is waiting there, her brunette hair tied back in a crown braid, checking over her armor once more. Her gloves, her gear, her favorite little blossom hairpin she received on her graduation. Meticulous, focused on making sure everything was in place.

So focused on her checks that she didn't notice the door opening, until those fingers SNAP! and she turns to face the Oni in the doorway.

“Mistress!”

Juni smiles and moves to Mina's side, looking up at her with those soft amber eyes, sparks dancing along her irises. Mina's hand comes down, rubbing just under her chin with those firm fingers.

 

“Where are Maki and Ayane?” Mina asks.

“Maki is out getting lunch, and Ayane is getting some more info on our new friend's habits.” Juni says, chin tilted up as she's scratched gently. “I've already done the site scouting and made sure we're clear for the handshake.”

“It should be simple, this one actively sought us out.” Mina says, patting that head before heading towards her small desk in the corner of the office. Passing by a well-used punching bag, a training mat and a striking dummy, the Acquisitions office a mix between training room, locker room and dormitory that leads to the deployment platform out into the city. “You and Ayane will keep us safe while we make sure they get what they need before they come in for the program.”

“And then the fun begins!” Juni says, squirming gently in her uniform. She always felt like this when they met a new Sister for the Shields. The idea of welcoming in new defenders, new sisters to share in this wonderful pleasure sent a shiver down her spine and lit a fire in her heart.

“Mmm, and we'll make sure you take part this time, too.” Mina says, leaning over her desk to check her computer. This time Juni heard the door opening, looking over to see her fellow Sisters in Acquisitions arriving.

 

Maki, a bundle of energy with bright blue hair and a permanent smile, is dressed in a suit similar to Mistress Mina, the dark silk making her turquoise eyes all the more enthralling. Ayane, a somber and silent woman who always stuck close to her partner, is dressed in her armor, the silver metal shimmering against the deep purple fabric of her uniform. A short white bob of hair gently falling in front of her face, obscuring one of those deep purple eyes as she walks alongside Maki.

“Ready, ma'am.” Ayane says, direct and to the point.

 

“Ready to go!” Maki follows after, sounding like she was about to break out in song.

“Alright, girls.” Mina says, the Deployment Gate opening out into a balcony, overlooking the city as the sun begins to dip down beneath the buildings. “Time to collect a fresh face.”

 

 

It's a small roadside bistro, a light crowd at the start of Winter, a gentle snow flurry rolling down the street as people huddle inside. In a window seat looking out on the city, the figure of a young man with long auburn hair stares out, head in his hand, a pamphlet on his desk. From their vantage point nearby, Juni watched as Mina slipped into the seat across from him, offering that hand to the man, the first touch of many.