Fulfilling a promise (Megumi and Seraphim)(Complete)

When the two had entered the flourished room, Seraphim ha only then realized something: She had planne the outfit, she had planned the room, but she never actually planned what she wanted to do with her. '.....IDIOT!' She wanted to slap herself about this, but in the end, she didn't let it bother her too much, because it was all up to her at what happened. Just herself, Megumi, and a room all to themselves.

Trying to play it cool, like she had a plan all along and not wanting to make a fool of herself, Seraphim gently flicked her white locks of hair over her shoulder before making her way over to the couch, wanting nothing more than to just take it easy after her match. Her legs were numb and beaten, her back was stiff, and her arms were tense and sore. First, she removed her weights, being a bit more careful about them as she dropped them, even when she put them down lightly still making a loud clatter, proving their intense weight. "Well, my first um... order is... I need a back rub... not just on the back actually, but the legs too. You beat them good, now you need to sooth that." It was clear by her pause at first that Seraphim really didn't know what to do and was still a little nervous, but out of all the things right now, she wanted to be loosened up, because she felt like a train wreck all over. Not just from her match, but from the many matches, and beatings she suffered even before the league. This was her first time she really was able to be this relaxed. She never had the money to pay for a proffesional massage of any sort, so this was a way she could finally releive some tension. And.. by Megumi's touch, it almost was a dream.

"Don't be shy about it... infact-" Slowly, Seraphim raised her arms, slipping off her gray, sleeveless shirt, her breasts bouncing just a little as they were nestled in her black sports bra from the force of her shirt being removed. She gently tossed it over her shoulder as her skin was more revealed, showing her pale but smooth flesh, just begging to be touched as Seraphim leaned forward, awaiting for Megumi's tender hands.

Hearing Sera's commands, Megumi nodded and proceeded to ready herself to serve and massage Sera. She was sore all over too, but she had promised Sera, and so was putting her troubles behind her. She could also sense a note of hesitation in Sera's voice, like she did not know what she wanted. Had she not planned for this? Megumi thought about it for a second, then dismissed that thought. Sera had brought the dress and rented the room, hadn't she? Besides, it wasn't like it really mattered. All that mattered now was that Megumi please Sera, as her side of the promise.

Megumi walked slowly over to Sera. "I'll start off with your back then Sera-sama," Megumi said, using the Japanese suffix for master to refer to Seraphim. She walked over to Sera's mostly bared back, placing her gloved hands on Sera's shoulders. Slowly she began to massage Sera's shoulders, pressing and kneading the tense flesh to loosen Sera out. Megumi was fairly decent at massaging, having learned how to do so for one of her roles. As she massaged Sera, she also moved closer in until the front of her body was pressed against Sera's back. She began to run her breasts up and down Sera's back, using them to help loosen up and massage Sera as well.

"How does it feel master?" Megumi asked.

Seraphim caught that little suffix to her name, and it made Seraphim smile a little, making her realize even more that she was now the one in control. Despite this, she had no intention of physically harming Megumi, in fact, after all this, she thought of returning the massage to the girl, knowing she was hurting from the match before. But, right now, Seraphim was the one who was on the recieving end, and she leaned into Megumi, allowing the girl to massage her all over.

For the first few seconds she felt Megumi's hands touch her bare skin, Seraphim went tense on habit. Whenever someone touched her like this, it was in prison, and she was later beaten and raped, broken down into becoming a person's bitch. She never had the heart to fight back against someone in prison, back then being so broken down from her 'incident' that she felt like a worthless, empty shell. It was this, and several other incidents in Seraphim's past that made her so afraid of getting close to someone, making her seem tense and nearly leaning away from Megumi at first, until she finally took acceptance of this, and relaxed. "Me.. Megumi-chan.. That feels great." She said softly, letting out a long exhale of releif as she could feel all the stress she had built up slowly seeming to fade. It would be a long proccess, Seraphim had years of mental and physical agony, and it wouldn't all go away in one day. Phoebe... she had helped Seraphim lose some of the stress, but something like this.. it was beyond words. Especially when she felt two, warm mounds pressing against her back. Seraphim's eye widened just a little, and she started to blush ever so slightly, going tense again when she realized what that was. "Th-That.. um... it's..." She paused for a moment, telling herself not to be embarressed about this, trying not to let Megumi see this weaker, more vulnerable side of herself as she realized she was in control, and just decided to say it. "It's sexy. Don't stop, and work on the thighs too, Megumi-chan." She wanted Megumi to go further, and touch her in places she normally hadn't been touched before. She wanted to feel better than just good, she wanted this to become something.. intimate.

Hearing Seraphim's consent to allow her to continue, Megumi began pursuing her massage with even more fervor. She began to press her body in a bit harder against Sera's back, rubbing her breasts up and down to loosen the knots of tension she felt. She wanted to make Sera feel good, and wanted most of all to be a good servant to Sera. In spite of her ego and her pride, Megumi enjoyed being subservient to somebody. She enjoyed strangely the sense of having her freedom taken away, of being commanded to do acts of servitude. She didn't need to worry about other things if she was a servant, everything would be alright if she followed her orders. Though she knew this couldn't be true, she liked the sense of safety the feeling brought.

"I'll massage your thighs now Sera-sama," Megumi murmured. She moved out from behind Sera, kneeling down and grabbing one of Sera's legs. She began to knead Sera's thighs, trying to sooth the pain in them as well. Megumi couldn't help but feel her own pain throughout her body, and wish that it would go away. Megumi slid a hand along the inside of Sera's thighs sensually, not reaching her crotch but putting her hand very close.

Megumi's touch was elegant, gentle, but most of all, it felt amazing. Slowly she leaned further into it, grinding her back more into Megumi's breasts, the warmth of her beautiful bosom sending a tingling sensation down her back. What was most amazing though was how good she fit the roll of being a servant. She occasionally worried about Megumi's well being, tempted to just tell her to stop and rest, but this whole thing felt too amazing to stop indulging in. It was arousing too, as Serpahim begun to realize that this whole thing was putting her on edge, and her thoughts starting to grow more.. intimate.

Especially when Megumi went further down, starting to work with her thighs. "Nngh.. thank you, Megumi-chan." She gave a soft purr as she laid back into the couch, raising her leather pants covered leg when Megumi grabbed it, and started to massage it tenderly. It truly helped work away the truama and pain she felt before from Megumi's painful submission in the match earlier, and she felt the whole moment intensify when Megumi's gentle hands got furth between her legs by her upper thigh. Seraphim instinctively moved her hips just a little, thrusting them just a bit into the air, as Seraphim subconsciouslly inched closer to her, as if she was inviting Megumi to fo further, or touch her however she pleased. Even though Megumi was her servant right now, she wanted Megumi to also find some joy in having the freedom to explore wherever she wanted.

Megumi noticed how the massage was starting to stimulate Seraphim. She saw the girl inching closer, a cutely innocent look of bliss on her face. She saw her thrusting her hips a bit into the air slightly, encouraging Megumi to go on. Megumi continued her massage, shifting to the other leg, slowly moving up both of them, massaging them gently.

Megumi's hands suddenly stopped the massage when she got up to Sera's rolled up leather pants. She frowned at them, trying to decide what to do. "Sera-sama, allow me to remove these for you," Megumi said, her hands moving upwards towards the clasps on Sera's pants, "I wish to massage your entire leg completely, and your pants are getting in the way. Please allow me to remove them."

Megumi's hands gliding up along her thighs, tenderly massaging them and releiving the pain felt like a tease. The idol knew how to please, but Seraphim couldn't stop wanting more, and couldn't help but long for Megumi to continue, her hips still rotating and pressing into Megumi's hands as she felt them work like magic on her thighs, like she was being treated as a princess, and Megumi was her servant.

Then, as Megumi asked those words, Seraphim couldn't help but smile sensually towards the girl, deciding that this time, she'd allow it. Last time, Seraphim stopped Megumi before she went any further, and there was a massive conflict between them as Seraphim decided from that moment she would hate Megumi. But this time, she didn't feel even a hint of malice, she just wanted Megumi to continue, and to finally explore this complex relationship the two had for quite some time now and see if maybe it was meant to be.

"Yes.. I order you to." Seraphim said with a soft exhale, starting to feel a bit hot and blushing lightly about this. By now, her sports bra started to reveal to small peaks coming from the nipples of her breasts, proving that Seraphim was feeling aroused from Megumi's hands that explored Seraphim's thighs. She slowly parted them a bit, undoing the straps around her waist to allow Megumi the chance to remove them, desiring Megumi to do it slow and tenderly. Underneath, Seraphim was wearing those cute, sky-blue panties with the white lace. She wasn't wet at all yet, it was still far too early, but the way Seraphim parted her thighs and moved her hips, it was clear that she wanted Megumi to touch her soft skin all over, and eventually explore her most private place.

Megumi smiled when Seraphim consented to having her pants taken off, pulling the tight leather pants off slowly to reveal the blue lace panties underneath. It was still strange to her how Sera could wear something so cute as those panties, and yet have such a tough exterior. Well, maybe not such a tough exterior. She looked up when Sera's pants came off, seeing the twin peaks of Sera's nipples poking through her bra. Megumi blushed a bit after seeing that, wanting to touch them so badly, but knowing now wasn't the time. She still had to please Sera a different way.

Megumi's hands began massaging Sera's legs extraordinarily close to Sera's crotch. She was careful to not touch Sera there, but she massaged gently and sensually nonetheless. She hoped Sera was ready to continue with the next step soon.

As Megumi carefully took her pants off and put them aside, Seraphim started to feel herself getting more and more into the whole moment, like she just didn't want to stop and only dive deeper into this bit of master and servant. Even though she was supposed to be giving Megumi orders, and commanding the girl, Seraphim was actually starting to subject herself to being the one who was being played with, starting to shiver and let out a soft sigh as she felt Megumi's hands get closer to her sex. It felt... right, having Megumi this close, like she was the only one who should be, and she never wanted to leave her.

But, as Megumi got closer, Seraphim couldn't help it anymore, she was constantly eyeiny Megumi up and down, finding her to absolutely sexy and vulnerable in her maids outit, and Seraphim just had no way of holding back anymore. Her own body feeling relaxed, she wanted to just ravage the girl, take her in, and show her who was the boss. And finally, Seraphim just went with her urges, grabbing both of Megumi's wrists so suddenly as they were merely inches from Seraphim's vagina. "Don't resist, Megumi-chan." Seraphim said with a deviant smirk before pulling the girl in, forcing her to sit with her legs stradled around Seraphim's thigh. Without any warning, Seraphim released Megumi's wrists, letting her hands go higher as they roughly groped Megumi's beautiful breasts that were nestled behind the maid uniform, squeezing and ondling them very wildly, like Seraphim was ravegly fulfilling her desires. Without second thoughts, she then leaned her face close to Megumi's, but instead o kissing her lips, Seraphim turned her face to the left, and clamped down on the girl's neck, suckling and nibbling at her neck with a tender, but strong kiss. Seraphim wanted to overwhelm her so quickly, wanting to see that look on her face again, the same one when she first had her fun with Megumi in the ring so long ago.

Megumi was getting very close to Sera's panties when Sera suddenly grabbed her hand by the wrists. Megumi looked up in surprise, thinking that perhaps she had crossed a line on Sera's privacy. But then, looking at Sera's face, she knew it was different. Her master looked as if she was enjoying the treatment very much, and had a strange look on her face, like she was planning something. Then suddenly, Megumi was pulled upward until she sat on Sera's legs, straddling them.

"What are you going to..." Megumi began to say, but then Sera answered that question for her. "Ahh!" Megumi cried out in pleasure as Sera's hands roughly grabbed her breasts from beneath and began fondling them. She knew why Sera told her not to resist, but it was not like she even could. She was completely submissive now, allowing Sera to do whatever she wanted. "Ahh, ooh, master please, not so roughly!" Megumi's face was caught between pleasure and pain, helpless looking against Sera's desires. She gave off a soft cry again when Sera kissed her neck, leaving a visible mark.