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Some dialogue takes place over telepathic/psychic communication. [] will be used when the character, Romulus, is speaking this way while {} will be used when the character, Sora, is speaking this way.
Prologue
Climbing came naturally to Gailen Echo, or Gecho. The secret for him was to focus on his destination and to never look down. This was especially important since he was clinging to the side of an apartment building several stories up. Even with the dark clothes he was wearing, Gecho would have stood out in this middle-to-upper-middle class area of Viva City. Luckily for him, Gecho was an Abhuman and had a special ability in addition to being able to cling to almost any surface. His entire body and clothing were camouflaged to look like the building wall he was climbing. For anyone looking at him, they would have only seen a faint outline at best. He would only be "seen" by someone if they were actively looking for him and knew he was in the area.
Gecho had been scouting this building and several of its occupants for several weeks now and found multiple candidates for plundering. He based his selection on three criteria: they couldn't be an Abhuman, they needed to live alone, and they possessed some level of wealth. That last one was important as robbing the poor wasn't going to provide the funds needed for his video-game gambling and scalping. His primary target met all three requirements. She was a young woman with sky-blue hair. She was a college student, but didn't have a roommate. That combined with this area of the city hinted at a certain level of wealth. Lastly, Gecho was able to find out her name: Sorako Freeman. ("She also had a nice ass."), Gecho thought to himself. He kept telling himself that that detail had no bearing on his target selection. Searching her up on the Public Abhuman Registry yielded no results, so Gecho was certain she had no tricks up her sleeve. If she was home, Gecho would simply need to overpower her. He brought a knapsack with him containing several binding implements, chloroform, and a stun gun in his back pocket in case she was too feisty.
The serial thief could feel slight perspiration building up behind his ski mask. He stop climbing and took a moment to catch his breath. Clinging to a surface and climbing it were two different endeavors. Gecho still had to lift himself up under his own power, and super strength was not one of his Abhuman abilities. Since his powers awakened a couple years ago, he had time to acclimate and build the proper physique. As a result, a climb like this was almost no trouble for him.
Gecho was approaching his destination: a balcony on the 12th floor with outdoor wicker furniture. As he climbed over the railing, he noticed the balcony door was ajar. This by itself was no cause for concern. One would be surprised how many people left their balcony doors unlocked and even open when living far from the ground floor. Gecho approached, on guard for any movement inside. He maintained his camouflaged state and looked around what appeared to be the apartment's master bedroom.
The room could have used a little bit of tidying up. There were several open Clamazon boxes next to what looked like the bathroom. A desk located at the far wall was littered with open and unopened envelopes. Gecho took note of the computer seated under the desk; the components may fetch a high price. A couple of display cases stood next to the desk containing figurines from popular anime and video-games. Notable among them were several currently active superheroes from global giants like All-American to local legends such as Lady Phantasm.
It was clear to Gecho that this Sorako girl was as big of a geek as he was, if not bigger. He almost felt bad for planning to rob her . . . almost.
"Mmmmph."
The sound came from Gecho's left. While surveying the room, he somehow neglected to notice a king-size bed next the balcony door he entered through. On said bed was the apartment resident herself, and judging by her current situation, the bindings that Gecho had brought may be unnecessary. Sorako was restrained and laying face down on the bed with her body caked in sweat. His eyes instantly drifting to her bodacious backside. (How did this come about?) Gecho asked himself, almost out loud.
Several Hours Earlier
Sorako Freeman, or Sora for short, sat cross-legged on her bed. Her arms were crossed and eyes shut with a pensive look on her face. {"So after giving me the semi-silent treatment, you're finally ready to talk? This isn't even the first time. Ever since we met, you get cagey when I ask about you or Kitorei in general."} Sora made no effort in hiding her frustration that had been accumulating over the past few days since her encounter with Dr. Weld. Shortly after absorbing the core fragment, Romulus had gone completely silently except for one or two-word answers. Sora tried to broach the subject of the core fragment or the mysterious voice that appeared that night, but Romulus had kept saying "Not now". It wasn't until now that Romulus opened up.
["I apologize for my silence, Sorako."] Sora raised an eyebrow at Romulus's use of her regular name and the deferential tone in his voice. [I know you have several questions, and I'm willing to answer them. Before that, though, I request something in exchange.]
Sora recalled her first meeting with Romulus. He had said something similar except that exchange involved his survival and Sora's escape from kidnappers. What would he ask of her this time? {"First thing's first, why were you quiet these past few days?"}
["Absorbing the core fragment is a lengthy and strenuous process. In human terms, it would be like re-integrating a piece of your brain or heart after months of separation. Due to the vast difference in human and Kitorei physiology, I don't think that comparison is entirely accurate though."]
{Okay, so you were basically focused on healing? Since you're talking now, does that mean you're finished?}
["Not quite. You see, I'm in the final stages of re-integration, but it takes a lot of energy, which brings me to the nature of my request. Normally I acquire energy by feeding off of your arousal."]
{"Yeah, I'm aware"} Sora said, a faint blush forming on her cheeks.
["The energy that I can produce, though, is particularly more potent when you are on the precipice of climaxing. What I need from you is to stay near the edge of orgasm for roughly 1-2 hours. During that time, I'll answer any questions you may have to the best of my ability. That should be enough for me to finish re-integrating the core fragment. Using your capture and re-capture by Dr. Weld as a basis, the most efficient way of doing this would start with you being restrained."]
The thought of the Dr. Weld encounter caused Sora's blush to deepen. Her thighs shifted as she remembered the humiliating (and admittedly arousing) state that Weld had left her. Her thoughts shifted to the special container lying underneath her bed. Sora was no stranger to bondage. In fact, she had practiced some light self-bondage in the past. {"I may be willing to oblige,"} Sora started. {"But I'm going to need some time to tie myself up."} The prospect alone of being edged for couple hours was starting to turn her on.
["That shouldn't be necessary."] Romulus interrupted Sora's thought process. ["My shapeshifting abilities should be more than sufficient in binding you."]
Sora was slightly taken aback. {"You can transform into bindings? Like rope and leather straps?"} Sora had seen Romulus's shapeshifting first-hand, and despite the lewd nature of their symbiotic relationship, she almost never considered making use of Romulus for that type of self-indulgence.
["It won't be too difficult."] Romulus stated. ["From my perspective, the process isn't dissimilar from when I shapeshift into clothing."]
{"Speaking of clothing . . ."} Sora looked down at her current outfit. Her top half was clad in a t-shirt adorned with the logo of her favorite band, Vambrace. Her lower half was covered in nothing but a pair of black panties. Sora got up from the bed and walked over to her closet. Rummaging through it, she realized how rarely she wore actual clothes in the past few months. In fact, her current outfit was the first time wearing them in the past couple of weeks.
While Sora was eyeing a pleated skirt, Romulus spoke up. ["Sora, I'm more than capable of shifting into bindings and clothing simultaneously."]
{I'm just doing a little bit of thinking, Rom. Why, are you getting jealous of my clothes? That's actually kinda cu-} "OW," Soa exclaimed out loud. She lost her train of thought as she felt a brief, but sharp pinch under her clothes. Beneath the t-shirt, Sora wore a black bra. This article of "clothing" was actually Romulus. He had taken to the opportunity to deliver a quick bite to Sora's right nipple.
["I do not get jealous, Sora."] Romulus said, unconvincingly.
{"Really? Anything else you'd like to share? Maybe I don't need to be tied up and edged if you're feeling chatty about yourself."} Sora was only half-joking, but Romulus didn't need to know that. In response, her "bra" briefly vibrated at a medium intensity. {"Alright, alright, chill. I know what I wanna wear now, anyway."} Sora stood in front of a full length mirror beside her closet. She removed her t-shirt followed by her panties and dropped them into a nearby clothes hamper. Then she had Romulus morph according to her direction.
Her "bra" shifted into Romulus's regular grey mass form before splitting into two. The first portion changed its shape to encompass Sora's upper torso and part of her shoulders. The second portion moved down to her crotch and reformed into a pair of panties matching in color with her sky-blue hair. Grey ooze poured forth from the underwear, encircling Sora's lower torso, waist, and legs before settling into its final form and color. Sora's current outfit now consisted of a white camisole tank top, black dolphin shorts with white highlights, and black thigh-high stockings.
As Sora inspected her "clothes" in the mirror, she pursed her lips a little. Whenever he formed her clothes, Romulus had a habit of deviating slightly from Sora's directions. Sometimes a skirt was an inch shorter than she wanted, other times, shoe heels were a few centimeters taller than intended. Sora thought it was a mistake the first few instances, but was now certain that Romulus was intentionally making these minor alterations.
For her current outfit, the top was cut lower than Sora would have preferred and exposed more of her cleavage. She tugged at her shorts and found that they were tighter than necessary, particularly in the back. This highlighted the contour and volume of her buttocks. Sora considered protesting against this, but decided otherwise. She reluctantly admitted to herself that there was something exciting about not having 100% control over her own "clothes".
Sora returned to her bed and sat on her knees. {"Alright Rom, I'm ready when you are."}
["One last thing before we start: What type of bindings would you prefer? Also would you like to be gagged and if so, how?"]
Sora pondered this for a moment. Taking Rom's shapeshifting into account, she didn't have much of a preference. Since it was the first time they'd be doing something like this, she decided to keep it simple. {Okay, an OTM gag with stuffing for the gag. As for the bindings, I'll be fine with just jute rope. Since this is our first time, we should probably start with a- "} "HEY - MGMPH!!" Sora cried aloud as she was taken by surprise.
Once she had given her confirmations, Romulus had sprung into action. Several tendrils emerged from her "clothes". One tendril immediately wrapped around Sora's mouth. Part of it split off into her mouth before shifting into a sponge-like material. The other part of the tendril wrapped around Sora's lips and jaw before morphing into a black cloth that knotted itself behind her head.
{"Rom! What are you doing?! I didn't even explain how I wanted to be tied!"} Sora tried to reach for the gag, but a pair of tendrils emerged from her "top" and wrapped around her wrists. These tendrils then wrenched them behind her back. They broke off and shifted into jute rope tied around the wrists.
["Sora, I already explained this. I'm trying to create an experience similar to your capture a few days ago. If I recall, you had no say in how you were tied then."] As Romulus said this, a pair of tendrils that emerged from Sora's "stockings" began to morph into jute rope around her ankles. ["Honestly, I believe I was being generous when I allowed you to choose the gag you wanted."] Sora fought to keep her ankles separated, but Romulus had the advantage since he had already enveloped Sora's legs as stockings. ["That being said, I think you have a point about keeping it simple . . . for now."] As Romulus finished speaking, Sora was laying on her back with her wrists and ankles now tightly secured. Her bed's comforter was slightly disheveled during the brief struggle.
"Grrmph," Sora groaned in response. She reached down towards her ankles, looking for a knot or a weak point in the rope work.
["If you're trying to undo the rope, you're not going to find a knot to undo."] To Sora's surprise, Romulus was right. As far as she could tell, there was no knot to undo in her bindings. It appeared that the "rope" binding her was two continuous loops around her ankles that was cinched in between with no end. She could only assume her wrists were tied similarly. Sora was so focused on the rope, that she wasn't keeping track of the next step in her bondage.
The bluenette moaned in surprise as Romulus targeted her breasts. From an outside observer's view, it would have looked as if Sora's breasts were being played with by invisible hands. In reality, her "camisole tank top" was simple squeezing and kneading them like dough. On instinct, Sora tried to reach a hand up to her "top", but the "ropes" around her wrists reminded her that she had little say in the matter.
["While that's underway, what's the first question you'd like to ask? Be aware, though, that the more questions you ask, the more I step up the stimulation."]
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"mmmphh." Sora could only moan in response. The times that she had transformed into Domineer hadn't been many, but regardless, it provided Romulus plenty opportunity to understand her body's turn-ons. With some effort, she formed the question she wanted to ask.
{"W-Why have you being so reluctant to talk about your species?"} "MMGPH!" Sora cried out as Romulus began tweaking her nipples.
["I've avoided talking about my species simply because I do not have the answers. . . not yet at least. Thanks to the core fragment we acquired, I now know that I'm here on your planet for a purpose. The nature of that purpose eludes me for now. Until we collect the remaining core fragments, I am incomplete in both body and mind."] Sora did her best to focus on Romulus's explanation and not on her nipples growing erect and poking into her top. She mustered up the mental strength to ask her next question.
{"How many core fragments are left before you're complete?"} Sora braced herself for the incoming stimulation. Sure enough, her "panties" began to vibrate. She tried to acclimate as her stimulated nethers added to the lustful fog slowly clouding her mind.
"MMPGH?" Sora cried out in confusion as more tendrils sprung forth from her "clothes". These tendrils weaved around Sora's chest, tightening above, below, and even in-between her breasts to form a chest harness. Part of the tendrils went over her shoulders and behind her back to bind her upper arms together. These bindings merged with the chest harness to limit Sora's upper arm movement. Another pair of tendrils focused their attention around the middle of Sora's thighs. She did her best to fight back against the tendrils, but between her vibrating "panties" and fondled breasts, the best Sora could manage was uncoordinated thrashing and writhing. All of the tendrils finalized their work by transforming into jute rope. The young woman winced slightly as the thigh-rope had tighten around the portion not covered by her shorts or thigh highs. {Rom, this better not leave any rope marks or I swear to Go-}
SMACK
"HMM?!" Sora was interrupted as a new tendril emerged to start spanking her supple behind.
["To answer your previous question, I do not know the exact number of core fragments. What I do know is this: the fragments have an innate desire to be made whole again, so somehow, some way, we will eventually find them."]
SMACK
"SPHMM!!"
SMACK
"FGMMH!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK
The spanking continued for 15 minutes. By the end of it, the brown-skinned beauty was breathing hard through her nose. Her face was adorned with a deep-red blush. Sweat was building up across her body. Signs of her arousal had accumulated and stained her shorts and panties. During the spanking, she failed to notice another tendril had arisen and broken off to slither beneath her bed. It was making its way to Sora's special container. Sora didn't even notice the sound of movement beneath her bed.
It returned with the special container in tow. Opening it, the tendril retrieved a black bandana before climbing back onto the bed. Moving swiftly, another tendril sprouted from Sora's top and the two worked together to tie the bandana around Sora's eyes, robbing her of sight.
"Mhppph? Mggph!" {"Rom, why are you using my b-bondage stash to blindfold me?"} Sora's lust had grown large enough to cause her own thoughts to stutter. She shook her head back and forth, despite knowing the blindfold wasn't coming off.
["You didn't really expect me to do all of the binding myself, did you?"] Romulus asked coyly. Being plunged into darkness, Sora's attention was more focused on the stimulation to her crotch and breasts. As she fought against her growing carnal desire, one final question emerged.
{"W-When we were fighting Dr. Weld, a weird v-v-voice was talking to me. It sounded a little like my own, but it wasn't me. Did that have anything to do with you or your core fragment?"}
Romulus stayed silent for a few seconds. ["Sora, are you certain that you heard a voice? Is it possible that you weren't just thinking to yourself?"]
{"No, it spoke as c-clearly as you are now. It was taunting me like it wanted me to quit r-resisting."}
["I don't know what to say Sora. Our telepathic link should only allow you to hear my voice and vice versa. If it occurs again, I suggest seeking professional help."]
The young woman grunted in frustration. She had a feeling Romulus was being sarcastic, but was dissatisfied with his answer regardless as her growing lust almost became untenable.
["I think this is a good stopping point."] Romulus said. He centered his stimulation around Sora's nipples and clit. Sora felt a shiver run down her spine as she instinctively folded into a fetal position. She felt as if three floating paint brushes were teasing her weak points. This was not sufficient for an orgasm, but now her libido was unable to subside. ["I'm gonna have to leave you like this for the next hour. The re-integration process should be finished soon. During that time, our psychic link will be temporarily suspended. I'll do my best to keep you stimulated, but please do not orgasm as that would be very. . .problematic. Try to enjoy yourself Sora, although we both know you're already doing that."]
Sora let out a low moan as Romulus left her alone with her thoughts. Unfortunately for Sora, her thoughts were overridden with lust. The blindfold prevented her from focusing on something other than the teasing of her erect clit and nipples. She could do little but stew in her erotic thoughts.
At first, those thoughts involved an imaginary lover coming home to find her horny and tied up. Then the thoughts shifted to an intruder coming in to rob her blind, only to change their intentions upon finding Sora bound and gagged. Eventually, Sora's imagination drifted to being in Dr. Weld's custody. Weld was scolding and lecturing her while slowing driving her to orgasm.
As the minutes ticked by, Sora vaguely registered that her bindings were beginning to dematerialize. First, the chest harness disappeared followed by the upper arm bindings. Even the gag was starting to disappear. Soon, Sora was only bound in the original wrist and ankle ropes. The blindfold also remained since it wasn't formed by Romulus.
Sora rolled over onto her front and let out a sigh into her bed comforter. The blindfold blocked her view of her alarm clock, so she couldn't see the time. Eventually, the teasing around her nipples and clit was winding down. If Romulus didn't hurry up, Sora might resort to humping the bed for stimulation. (Problematic my ass.) Sora thought to herself. (What's problematic is that I'm about to go crazy!)
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As Sora continued the mental battle with her lust, she felt a firm grip on her left thigh. She initially thought that the grip was coming from another tendril of Romulus, but then the grip glided up her leg to stop at her buttocks. Sora's emerald eyes widen behind the blindfold. Someone was in her apartment with her. How did they get in? Did she leave the balcony door unlocked again? Even so, it's not like a someone could crawl in through the balcony. . . unless they were Abhuman? She was about to start cursing herself when the intruder spoke.
"Easy now, I'm not here to hurt you. I'm just here to take some of your valuables and be on my way."
"I-Is groping my ass necessary for that? At least tell me your name and treat me to d-dinner before you manhandle me." Still hot and bothered, and now a little worried, Sora resorted to a little sarcasm in attempt to maintain her composure. The situation did not favor her at all. Romulus had yet to reestablish the link and she still needed to remove her wrist and ankle bindings and the blindfold. On top of that, she didn't know what this Abhuman was capable of, if he was one to begin with.
SMACK
"HIIHH!!" Sora struggled to stifle a moan. The teasing from Romulus had died down. She didn't need a new source of stimulation when this close to orgasm. The intruder climbed onto the bed and laid Sora across his lap. He then continued spanking her. It seemed her pleasant behind had captivated the intruder.
"You can call me Gecho. Honestly, I would just made off with some valuables and maybe left you tied up. You already did that for me, though, and got a little horny in the process." Gecho punctuated this by caressing Sora's crotch with two fingers. Sora's shorts made no effort in hiding her liquid arousal. "An opportunity to play with an amazing ass like this is to good to pass up."
SMACK SMACK SMACK
Sora gritted her teeth as each spank was accompanied by a brief rub on her crotch. Gecho sat Sora upright in his lap and hand-gagged her. He chuckled as he whispered in her ear. "You know, Peach, can I call ya 'Peach'? You're almost as fine as that new Heart Throb super-heroine, you know, the magenta one with the hearts on her tits."
Sora grunted as Gecho resumed fondling her. Despite having already made her "debut" months ago, Domineer was technically a nameless heroine. "Heart Throb" was the unofficial name given to her in some online circles. Her fight against Dr. Weld was the perfect chance to announce herself in front of a villain and civilian witnesses. Unfortunately, the moment was spoiled when Sora forgot to ungag herself.
"Speaking of heroines, you've got quite the collection of figurines," Gecho said, eyeing a display cabinet. His gaze focused on a 10 in (25.4 cm) figure on the middle shelf. The figure depicted a fit, dark-skinned man in a black and green costume with wings on his wrists and ankles. The man was also donning a winged domino mask. "To think you'd have a limited edition figure of the great Aeolus himself. That figure alone would net me a pretty penny . . . although, it wouldn't be as pretty as you."
Sora rolled her eyes and resumed her struggling as Gecho caressed her thighs. She became increasingly aware of something pressing into her backside. Sparks of pleasure ran up her spine as Gecho started rubbing her crotch again. She wasn't trying to orgasm yet, but it was all she could do to not start bucking against Gecho's hand. To Sora's simultaneous relief and begrudging disappointment, he released his hand from her mouth and said "Stay quiet and behave, and your situation won't get any worse. I'll do you a favor and leave the rest of your stuff alone. That Aeolus figure is all I want now." Gecho laid Sora down on her bed and made his way to the display cabinet.
"WAIT," Sora cried out. Sitting up, she said, "Take anything else, but I can't let you have that one!" Sora noticed that her wrist and ankle bindings were finally starting to dematerialize. If she could stall for more time, she might be able to stop this robber. Sora intensified her struggling as she heard Gecho fiddling with the case latch. "So that's it then? You're just gonna fondle me, rob me and leave? You're not gonna give a young lady a proper orgasm or is this 'peach' too sweet for you?"
Gecho stopped what he was doing and approached Sora. He set down his knapsack and began rummaging through it. "What are you doin- GMMPH?!" Sora was cut off as Gecho shoved a white ballgag in her mouth. She fought to no avail as he strapped it securely behind her head.
"Fine, I'll humor you, Peach," Gecho said as one hand held Sora down by her neck. His other hand reached toward Sora's shorts. It slipped inside and reached for the waistband of her panties when Gecho felt a sharp bite. "OW!! What the shit!?" He tried to reel back, but whatever bit him had bit hard. It wasn't enough to draw blood, but enough to briefly hold him. It was then that Sora heard Romulus's voice.
["Sorry for the interruption, Sora."] Sora felt the last of her bindings disappear. Behind her back she felt a tendril untying her blindfold.
{"It's about damn time. Are you finally finished? I think this guy is Abhuman, but I don't know what he's capable of."} Once she regained her vision, she kicked Gecho away with both feet as Romulus released his grip on him. Getting up from the bed, she was shocked to see that Gecho had vanished. She turned around back and forth, wondering where he could have gone. Suddenly, her left arm was wrenched behind her as a white rag was pressed against her mouth and nose. "MMPH!?" The sweet smell of chloroform began to invade Sora's airways.
Gecho deactivated his camouflage. "I was expecting you to be an easy mark, but I don't mind a little rough play." He tighten his grip on Sora. Gecho was definitely stronger than Sora, but if she could transform into Domineer, she might be able to turn the tide. She was about to give Romulus the go ahead when a realization made her hesitate. There was no guarantee that she would defeat Gecho. She also couldn't let Romulus attack willy-nilly. If Gecho escaped, he would know where she lived and that she had Abhuman-like abilities. This was compounded by Gecho's ability to disappear, so she needed to be smart about this.
{"Wait, disappear? THAT'S IT! Rom, I need you to follow these directions. . ." } Sora grinned around the ballgag.
As Gecho maintained his grip, he felt Sora's struggling slowly die down. "Running outta steam, Peach? Once I've scoped your apartment, I was thinking we could have some more fun togeth- WHAT IS THAT!?" Sora took this moment to back kick Gecho in his shin. He let go of Sora and reached behind his back. He had felt something long and slender climb up his leg and then his back. Was it a snake? Gecho was certain that Sora didn't have any pets. Then everything went dark as the slender object wrapped around Gecho's eyes.
Outside of the blindfold, there was a burst of heat and light as Sora transformed into Domineer. Sora was planning to end this quickly, so she chose a simpler version of her regular costume. Her torso donned her normal leotard, but in a blood red color while her feet were clad in matching ankle boots with 4-inch (10.2 cm) heels. She decided to forgo the black hearts and domino mask.
Domineer turned around to engage, but saw that Gecho disappeared again. Or at least he would have, if the tendril blindfolding him wasn't giving him away. It seemed his ability to camouflage couldn't be extended to other people, or at least not to Romulus. Gecho was preoccupied with trying to tear off the tendril as Domineer charged him. As she tackled him to ground, a brief struggle ensued. Both parties grappled in a attempt to subdue the other. This struggle was over before it began as Domineer had plenty of built-up arousal for Romulus to feed on. This resulted in physical strength that dwarfed Gecho's. Soon, he was pinned face-up with Domineer on top of him. His arms were pinned to either side of his head. During the scuffle, Gecho's stun gun had been jostled from his back pocket.
"Well, I can think of worse ways this could have ended for me," Gecho smirked. He grunted as Domineer dug her knee into his crotch.
"Shht umph," she said behind the ballgag. She noticed the stun gun off to the side and got an idea. She readjusted by pinning Gecho's arms above his head with just one hand. She grabbed the stun gun and pressed it against Gecho's neck before activating it. A powerful shock coursed through his body, temporarily immobilizing him through loss of muscle control. Domineer recalled that Gecho mentioned he planned to tie her up. A devilish grin crept across her face as she rose off of him. She grabbed the knapsack and removed several rolls of duct tape and zip ties. Over the next few minutes, Domineer had mummified Gecho from neck to toe. Gecho could do little but squirm in protest as he was wrapped up. Once that was done, she reinforced the tape with zip ties along his legs and torso. Domineer then removed the ballgag and used it on him, garbling his speech.
"Gpph!!" Gecho had regained control of his limbs, but it was too late. Domineer considered using the chloroform to knock him out, but came up with a better idea. As the "coup de grâce", she had Romulus remove the tendril from Gecho's eyes. Gecho's vision wasn't restored for long as the next thing he saw was Domineer's red-clad ass descending toward his face.
"MMMPPH!" Gecho cried out from beneath Domineer.
"What's the matter?" Domineer mocked. "You were all over my ass just a second ago. Did you bite off more than you could chew from this 'peach'?" Gecho thrashed beneath Domineer. She held down the rest of his body with her arms as she adjusted her butt to better smother Gecho. She rose her butt up, just enough for Gecho to catch a quick breath before descending again. "This is honestly too good for you. Some people would pay to be in your position." Domineer toyed with Gecho like this for the next 5 minutes before Romulus spoke up.
["Sora, I think it would be a good time to end this and call the police."]
She sighed, knowing Romulus was right. She set her butt down on Gecho's face one last time. Soon, his thrashing died down before he finally fell unconscious. Domineer rose up, slightly exhausted by the night's events. She deactivated the transformation and her attire reverted back to her camisole tank top, dolphin shorts, and thigh highs. It was then that a familiar voice, her voice but distorted, spoke faintly in her head.
("It feels good to be in control, doesn't it.")
Sora froze. {"Hello?"} She called out.
["Yes Sora, what is it?"] Romulus was the only one to respond. Sora stayed still for a few seconds. She considered bringing up the voice to Romulus again, but decided against it. She would likely be given some variation of "I don't know". She and Romulus would need to address this properly, but she needed to deal with the tied up robber in her bedroom and her unsatisfied libido at the moment. The issue of the mysterious voice would be put on hold . . . for now.
Epilogue: Romulus Reflection
Tonight was a interesting night. A core fragment had finally be re-integrated and Romulus was one step closer to making himself whole again. ("Sorako Freeman was proving herself competent as a Kitorei host.") Romulus thought. Romulus considered himself lucky that they found each other when they did several months prior. He doubted he could keep Sorako in the dark forever though. She would demand answers soon and wouldn't take "I don't know" for an answer. Romulus hoped by then that he would be too strong for Sorako to stop him from completing his objective. Since she didn't have any Abhuman abilities, that shouldn't be a problem. That mysterious voice she mentioned, though, was a little concerning. Could it be an early manifestation? Romulus wasn't equipped to answer that question, so he put it at the back of his mind. A little uncertainty and luck was preferable if it meant Romulus didn't have to bond with a lethal Abhuman. He was grateful it wasn't someone like Sorako's friend, Teela Evergreen. They had "met" before, and Romulus was not a fan of her. (Teela was too damn cold.)
To be continued...