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Cafe Stella was a bastion.
It had been open for several weeks now, and the whole crew had been working hard to make sure that with every new day, more of their love and hard work were put on display. And it was working. People were responding, coming out to their modest shop at first in curiosity but then returning for their service and their food.
Hiuchidani Mei sometimes thought that she was the less impactful person on the crew. She didn’t have the cooking skills of Shizune Shiomiya, and she wasn’t as skilled with coffee as Kanna Akizuki. Even Nozomi Sumizome and Natsume Shiki were great with customers.
“Am I really worthy of standing alongside them?” She said to herself as she placed a hand over her eye, covered by strands of purple hair. It was an action that somehow always brought her comfort, as if the power of her eye was more under control that way.
She got the urge to call Takamine-san, but didn’t want to bother him on his day off. Apparently he had something he had to take care of involving his father, and he had told all of them he might be unreachable for the better part of the day. Even Mikado had excused himself for the day, leaving the ladies running the store. Normally that would be fine enough for Mei, but…
“It’s so slow.” She groaned as she leaned into the window that divided the kitchen from the rest of the lobby.
“Maybe it would be best to start taking breaks.” Natsume-chan put a hand to her chin.
“I’m feeling pretty good.” Nozomi-chan said. “Besides, I have to leave early today anyway.”
“I’ll go last. There are a few things I want to start getting prepped before tonight.” Shizune-san said, before returning to the kitchen.
That left the other three. “Why don’t you go first, Mei-chan.” Natsume-chan suggested. “We can handle things in the meantime.”
“Roger!” She began to head towards the break room, wringing out her hands along the way. Inside she took a seat, giving herself a moment to let out a long breath. “Takamine-san.” She muttered to herself. She pulled out her phone, but had to stop herself from calling him up. “No. I can’t.”
Her heart fluttered inside of her chest, and she felt the stirring in her covered eye. Her power was resting just beneath the surface, and she was just as wary of it as usual.
“Maybe when he gets back we can…” Her words left her mouth before her brain caught up and her whole face turned a beet red. “Study!” She squeaked out with the last of the momentum.
Inside of her a desire was building, a desire to see and speak with him again. She knew it was ridiculous, but she was starting to enjoy their quiet conversations, or when he walked her home after work. Her Senpai was a good guy that always seemed to be keeping an eye out for her.
“Now come on Mei.” She nodded her head. “Let’s focus on something else for now.” She pulled out a worksheet she had been working with for class tomorrow. “Just gotta do what I can.” She said brightly.
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The rest of the day went by smoothly, and even picked up a little bit during the afternoon, enough that Nozomi-chan was needed, and all five girls went ahead and worked on closing up shop for the day, going about their various duties to make sure everything ended up running smoothly.
Finally they were all ready to walk out together, when Mei-chan saw it. The door slipped open (despite it already being locked hours earlier) and she began to see the shifting in the air that she had just recently been able to identify as the butterflies of powerful human emotions. It was only one at first, but then it was half a dozen, and a dozen. They began to pour inside, and Kanna-chan’s eyes widened. The girl was Reaper whose job it was to capture the souls in front of her. But from the look of things, they usually didn’t appear in this number.
“What’s wrong?” Nozomi-chan saw them and put her hands behind her back.
“Don’t worry. We’ll see you two later.” Kanna-chan was quick to respond, even as her hands twitched at her side.
Mei urged them towards the door with a smile locked on her face, but by then, the shapes were all starting to gather. They were floating into one another, but Mei could sense their power. Still what could cause all of these emotions to gather together like that? Normally they were attracted to people, especially those who were down on their luck, or hurting. People like how Shizune-chan was before she had started at Cafe Stella, or Mei’s old friend.
They’re so cute!
A voice flooded into Mei’s head, as she began to see the colors of the butterflies, like someone had pulled back a curtain. They were exactly as Takamine-san had described to her. Small delicate insects with beautiful blue wings.
I want them all to myself.
I know what you mean. Colored uniforms?
Cute girls like that will never notice me.
I wish I could be like that.
Their voices were distinct, but they were growing in number, making it harder for her to pick anything out of the crowd. If the butterflies were negative human emotions, then could it mean she was hearing them for herself?
“Damn!” Kanna-chan’s face was pale.
“Where are those voices coming from?” Natsume-chan asked with wide eyes.
There was a flash of bright blue light, and suddenly the five girls couldn’t see a thing. Mei blinked heavily against the light, trying to get her eyes to adjust, but not getting very far.
And then it died down. In front of them was a tall woman, taller than Takamine-san, with eyes like bronze and a long blue dress. Her hair was white and a butterfly hair clip was attached to the right side of her bangs, a sash like a kimono wrapping around her stomach, before being knotted to look like a couple of wings.
“What are you?” Kanna-chan growled.
The girl wrapped her arms around her chest. “My name is Cho, and I am human emotion given flesh.”
Mei took a deep breath, before her hand slipped around her bangs. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Shizune-san said, walking past her towards the door. “Nice joke everyone, but I’m going home.”
Mei on the other hand had a bad feeling this was far worse than any of them had expected. Kanna-chan had been caught off guard, and that was never a good sign. Nor was how the butterflies had gathered together, growing stronger. Still, she was going to have no choice!
She flipped open the purple hair that was covering her eye, feeling its power surging out of her.
The strange girl grunted, and Kanna-chan lifted her scythe, ready to do her one part. For a second, Mei believed that the two of them were going to be able to do it. And then the woman placed both hands against the side of her head. Some power shot through the room, and Mei found herself landing on her back. Her vision began to fade in and out, like she had been struck hard, and she reached into her pocket, knowing the one person she wanted to come to her rescue. The one person who might be able to set all of this straight…
Senpai…
Then everything faded to black.
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Mei woke up finding herself sat at one of the tables in Cafe Stella. She groaned as she got moving and for a split second she believed that she had simply fallen asleep after closing and had the strangest dream.
Then she saw the others, and she felt the predicament she had been put into, and realized that there was no way she had been just having a bad dream.
Mei had been placed with her back against the chair, her arms pulled behind her back where they were placed just above the seat. She had been gagged with a cloth inside of her mouth, before an over-the-nose gag was layered over the top, locking it inside and framing her nose and jaw. White rope wrapped around her wrists, while more ran above and below her breasts, before diving between them, locking her chest solid against the back. Her legs had been placed in a straight line, anchored together at five different points, from her ankles to her calves, above and below her knees and finally at her thighs. Most of her long legs were bare, except for the short athletic shorts and her ankle length socks, while she was wearing her favorite yellow and white off the shoulder top.
“NFFFFNNNIII!” Mei blinked back tears.
Sat directly across from her was her orange haired friend, wearing a pink top and a blue skirt her legs decked out in white knee length stockings. Her bondage was almost exactly the same, except her arms had been placed on top of one another before being knotted off being her back in a rectangular position. Her chest bondage had also been given a bit more focus. [ Probably because her chest is bigger… ] She thought sullenly. Nozomi had been gagged unlike Mei, a large red ball forcing her lips open, and parting her mouth.
“MPFFF!” She spluttered past the gag.
“HLLFPPH!” On Nozomi’s left was Natsume-chan, her long dark hair swinging back and forth. Her white blouse was set underneath her brown skirt, held up by two straps over her shoulders. Her legs had been pulled apart and tied down to the legs of the chair, causing her skirt to flutter open and send out images of her black panties. A metal gag complete with a circular ring was shoved inside of her mouth, before a plug had been shoved through the opening, into the depths of her mouth.
“Ffffsss!” Kanna-chan was on Mei’s right. Her legs had been secured to the chair legs too, but unlike Natsume-chan, who ended up looking like a ‘V’, her legs had been secured to the back legs of either side of the chair, her legs held slightly lifted, as if daring her to try and make a break for it. She had been tied wearing her Reaper’s outfit, a long white overcoat that was fitting close to her body, black skirt and long black stockings. She had been gagged with a thin white cloth holding cloth napkins past her cherry lips.
Shizune-chan had been wrapped up in layers of packing tape, her arms placed behind her back, between the back of the chair. Her legs had been left in a single line where five bands had been used to secure her legs at her ankles, calves, above and below her knees, and her thighs. Some kind of material had been loaded into her mouth, while more tape wrapped around her mouth again and again, locking it inside. Her purple hoodie pulled over her head and her skirt was white, her socks at her calves.
“What lovely flowers have I found myself amongst.” The blue garbed woman placed a hand on Mei’s shoulder, her fingers curling up the purple haired girl’s neck and across her cheek. “And tonight I will deflower each of them. Such is my own desire.”
“MMMPPPH!” Nozomi-chan’s head shook side to side as her face flushed.
“MPPH!” Shizune-chan screamed bloody defiant murder into her gag.
“MPH…” Natsume-chan flushed as well, but she seemed more… [ embarrassed ] than scared.
“But first I think I’d like to try a human practice.” She placed a bottle on the table, like one used to store bottled water.
Mei’s eyes darted between the monster and the simple object. “Hmph!” She protested into her own gag.
“Never fear my flowers.” She patted her head, as if Mei was nothing more than a child. “I’m not the only one hoping to have such,” Her tongue ran across her lips. “Delicious times with you. Many have wished for the very same.” She leaned over, pressing her body and her assets into Mei’s squirming back, her bound hands grasping near her captor’s skirt. “Now then I believe this is how one does this.” With a quick and powerful movement the bottle began to spin.
And every girl pulled back afraid of the inevitable, terrified of the reality that in only a few seconds it would stop, and one of them would be the one chosen. Mei didn’t want to wish that on anyone, but she also didn’t want to be the one that fate chose.
There’s got to be something we can do! She tugged heavily on the ropes behind her back, rolling her shoulders, but no matter what she did, none of it got any looser. And even if it did, Cho was standing right there.
The bottle finally stopped spinning. It landed, and all eyes turned to it at once, following its point all the way across to…
Mei.
“MPPPH!”
Arms wrapped around her chest and Cho buried her head into her captive’s shoulder. “I’m so glad it was you. Shall we take this somewhere a bit more… private ?”
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“It’s a lot more cozy in here, don’t you think?”
“MPPH!”
Mei’s eyes were wide, her legs shifting and her arms pulling but both were held tightly. She had been tied with her chest pressed downwards into the table. Her legs had been spread as far as they would go, her ankles placed into cuffs of rope before being attached to the table legs. Her arms had been kept tied as they were, and they rested against her back.
“Now then, I suppose we should move to the main event.”
Her captor had a blade which she shifted between her grip, the metal flashing even in the unnatural light. Mei grunted in frustration, before crying out in fear as it approached her. [ Please don’t hurt me! ]
Cho seized her by her purple strands, forcing her head upwards. Mei struggled and shifted as much as she dared as the blade approached, and with a quick movement it had shred the length of bangs she had grown long enough to cover her magical eye. Purple hair fell to the table in front of her, as Cho let her go and her head flopped downwards.
“Let’s see what you’ve got going on.”
The blade twisted in her grip and began to slide down Mei’s collar, moving down the outside of her athletic hoodie, slashing the fabric as it moved down her body. Mei went as still as possible with her eyes wide and her breath hitching inside of her chest. She was powerless against Cho and the knife both, as they tore through the fabric, aided by soft hands. Before she knew it, her top and her jacket were ripped away from her body, leaving her in only her light green bra.
“NNNPPH!” She protested, her chest heaving, her fingers curling around the rope circling her wrists. Her cheeks began to burn as her small chest was shown off, covered only by a thin piece of fabric to protect her dignity.
Cho’s fingers ran down Mei’s shoulders and bare back, exploring the surface of her pale skin, as it went downwards, growing more forceful as they worked her hips and slid around her stomach.
What is this tingling feeling inside of my chest?
Mei’s skin was heating up, as Cho found the waistband of her shorts. She began to rotate it around, pulling it free before letting it snap back against her flesh. Eventually a hand began to dive past her shorts, caressing her backside, rolling her hips more forcefully around her panties, and diving between her legs, a hand rubbing up and down her crotch. Mei moaned into her gag, her eyes flickering as that feeling only grew even stronger.
I don’t want any part of this! Then why does it feel so good?
Cho leaned down over her, her breasts pressing into her back, her hips sliding against Mei’s backside.
“Oh, you’re a dirty little slut aren’t you?” She grabbed at Mei’s hair, pulling her head upwards. “I’m made of human desires, but this place has quite a lot of them swirling around already. And yours,” She licked her lip.
“MPPH!” Mei cried in pain as her eyes narrowed. She didn’t understand why her eye wasn’t doing anything to the butterflies that made her up. She didn’t understand how Cho had even come to be in the first place.
“Yours, Mei-chan, are quite longing indeed.” A hand curled up to squeeze her breasts, pinching her nipple and rolling it between her fingers. Mei purred with pleasure. “Senpai! Senpai! Senpai!” Each chant had her squeezing Mei’s chest again, gently knocking her hips against her backside.
Mei’s entire face was bright red, her arms straining against the ropes and her body pushing into the side of the table. Her moans were half in panic and frustration, and half in her growing aroused state.
“You don’t realize your own feelings do you?”
Then without warning, without hesitation, her shorts and panties were tugged downwards. “MPPPPHHH!” She screamed at the top of her lungs past the thick gag, her pale ass shaking back and forth as she tried to shake off her captor.
“Don’t worry, Mei-chan. I’m here to help you release [ all ] of your desires. That is, unless you want me to claim Takamine-san for myself?” She licked her lips again, pressing tighter against Mei’s back. Her fingers traced the inner thigh of her prey, before reaching under the table for something. Mei’s breath was a hot mess leaving her mouth, trapped against her nose due to the gag. Her wrists felt raw against the rope, and the cloth was shoved painfully down her mouth.
“SFFFPPH!”
Cho swept her finger across Mei’s crotch. “You’re getting pretty sticky down there, and your lips…” Mei moaned weakly. “They’re so inviting. So, don’t mind if I do!”
Mei’s entire world lit up in pain, and heat and stars. Her pussy flared with pleasure as it clamped down tightly on the dildo forcing her lower lips open. Cho began to pull it in and out of her, Mei’s gagged moans growing greater with each thrust, before her eyes flickered and her hips began to move in time. Juices were soaking out of her sex, her gag filled with a spot of drool.
Finally a strong thrust so powerful the toy sunk into her tight core all the way up to the shaft. “MAAAAAFFFFFGAPH!” She spasmed, her climax so exhausting her head rolled on the side of the table, her hair soaked in sweat, her chest heaving.
Fingers curled around her breasts, massaging them gently. Her whole body was burning but the action wasn’t unpleasant. “We’ve got all night, but I promise all of you will have their every desire achieved.” She leaned so close to Mei, her lips tickled her ear. “Who knows? You might even learn something to use on Takamine-san.”
And her hands were returning to the dildo, and Mei’s eyes began to light up in pleasure once more…