Operation Honey Trap vs The Emperor of the Apocalypse-Chapter 205: Shower Scene [R18 Trigger Warning]
[TRIGGER WARNING: THIS Chapter CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT INCLUDING SEXUAL ASSAULT. PLEASE SKIP THIS Chapter IF THIS MATERIAL COULD BE POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING OR EMOTIONALLY CHALLENGING FOR YOU]
[Suggested song for this Chapter – The Man Who Sold the World – Nirvana]
The two female guards holding Delphi down by the legs each took a dagger from their boot and sliced Delphi’s combat pants from the ankle up to the waist band, so that they fell away.
One of the women holding Delphi’s arms gripped her t-shirt, easily tearing it in two with her bare hands.
"Impressive," grumbled Delphi. "You must be proud of yourselves. Four women against one woman who’s trying to help you all be free, instead of having to work for this piece of shit."
"You’ll pay for that comment Delphine. I admire your appetite for punishment," growled the Emperor.
Her panties were torn off by one huge ham fist, and her bra was sliced from her chest. She didn’t dare struggle while it was happening in case she was accidentally sliced in the process.
Now that she was completely naked, she was picked up by one woman in a bear hug which wrapped around her arms and torso, while another female guard wrapped up both of her legs. They carried her across to the shower like a rolled up carpet.
She gave a last fierce fight as they tried to push her wrists and ankles into the manacles.
"Don’t put me in these things," she begged them hopelessly. "What good could possibly come of it?"
Unfortunately these weren’t ’good’ women, so each of her wrists and ankles were locked into place.
She stood manacled with her back to the shower wall, her wrists locked to the wall alongside her shoulders and her ankles locked so that her legs were apart, like she planned to do some jumping jacks.
She felt incredibly vulnerable, though she tried not to show it, holding her head up in defiance, her eyes flashing.
"Leave us," the Emperor commanded the guards, and she shuddered to see him rise from the reading chair and stride over towards her, as the guards jogged out of the cell.
"Don’t leave ladies," she called after them. "We were having too much fun!"
The Emperor stood less than a metre from her now, and he took his time drinking in her naked body.
He started at her bare feet and ankles, moving up her shapely legs, letting his eyes linger on her bare pussy, up the curve of her hips, resting for far too long on her plump breasts, and finally moving to her face, which he looked at as though it was a work of art, and not like she was a person at all.
At last he looked into her eyes, detecting the fear and vulnerability there, despite the bravado she wore loosely over the top.
"Magnificent," he said to himself. "If you were a good girl who did as you were told, I wouldn’t have to lock you up like this," he drawled.
"Is that what you say to all the girls?" she tried to keep her disgust for him from showing.
He reached for a bodywash.
"You’re not going to stoop to washing me yourself, are you Majesty?" she finally added his title.
"This is a privilege reserved for you, Delphine," his smile didn’t reach his eyes, and she shivered.
He started at her neck, lathering the cloying scent, while allowing his fingers to linger on her neck, then wrapping both of his hands around her neck as though he planned to strangle her, before laughing and releasing her.
Her heart was thundering in her chest as she felt a rising sense of panic that refused to be settled.
"This is your favourite honeysuckle scent," he told her.
Who had told him that? Honeysuckle wasn’t her favourite. Everyone who knew her well knew that she liked hyacinth and lily of the valley. She wondered if that selection was a veiled message from Chief Consort Tang, letting her know that she was still alive.
"Mm," she said noncommittally.
Perhaps she wasn’t expected to say anything at all...
His wandering hands slid down her shoulders and along her arms, moving back under her upper arms to slip across to her breasts.
She tried not to gasp as he gripped both of them in his hands, squeezing and soaping them. Thank goodness she found him so repulsive that the feelings this handling of her body by him lead to were only revulsion, without a hint of pleasure. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
She was very scared of what her reaction might be when he inevitably made his way down between her legs.
"More than a handful," he said admiringly, scrubbing her breasts until they must surely be gleaming.
She cleared her throat, "I think they must be pretty clean now".
He roared with laughter. "I won’t be satisfied until I’ve washed the stench of other men’s eyes from your breasts."
What a psycho, she thought.
He paid particular attention to her nipples, grunting with pleasure as he worked on them.
She felt a mouthful of bile rise in her throat and she struggled to swallow it back down before it gave her away.
"Look, no men saw them, okay?" she tried again to move him on.
"They saw enough. That uniform of yours leaves nothing to the imagination."
At last, when she felt she could take no more, he moved down across her abdomen and hips, and she steeled herself for the humiliation she knew was to come.
She clenched her molars together and bit onto the tip of her tongue, determined not to make a sound.
Soon enough his fingers dipped between her parted legs, where his rubbing of the bodywash across her most private parts quickly drew the throbbing ache, she knew would come.
She stared steadily ahead, her slow blinks the only indication of the internal battle she was waging.
"I know you had me operated on down there," she said between her gritted teeth. "How could you decide to mutilate me like that? I thought you were supposed to love me?"
"How do you know that?" he snarled, and she realised telling him was a mistake.
"I had to see a lady doctor for a female issue. She told me I’d been tampered with."
"Her name?"
"You can kill me first before I’ll tell you. You know already I don’t go exchanging my own safety for innocent lives."
He was outraged that this secret had been exposed to someone outside the palace.
"I didn’t tell her where I was from or who did it of course. I didn’t want to endanger her."
He knew this would be true and was somewhat mollified.
He reached for the shower head and turned it to pulse mode, directing that pulsing jet right between her legs, where it increased the unwanted pleasure that was already building.
He studied her face closely as he maintained the pressure, watching the tells, as her jaw quivered and her lips thinned, until finally, she closed her eyes, flinching as the waves of pleasure shook her.
