Raw-Cnote 5/2020

Raw

by Cnote

Just something short I came up with after reading a post in the weekly Ralts thread.
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"So, are you surprised?" The Gardevoir sat at the end of the bed. She looked up at her trainer, who growled at her in protest.

"I'm glad the ball gag works, else you could just order me to untie you." She smiled widely at him. "Of course, we have to ask, why did you have stuff like this anyway? You don't have a girlfriend. But you have arm and leg shackles, a ball gag, and what appears to be..." She held up a steel apparatus, playing with the lock on the front. "Metal panties. Now, I don't mean to pry but...these couldn't possibly be for you. So who are they for?"

The trainer grunted and pulled against the bonds on his arms.

The Gardevoir put the metal panties aside and floated over to him, straddling his waist.  She leaned down, resting her head on his bare chest, she placed the long tasseled ears just above his heart and listened. "The only explanation is that they were for me." She grinned up at him smugly. "I found the rare candy you were saving. You didn't expect me to be evolved already, did you?"

She began to kiss his chest, moving up to his neck slowly, her big three fingered hands holding his, despite them being shackled down. "Yes...that was the plan. When I was a Kirlia I didn't understand why you kept showing me those movies, or why you always seemed so warm around me. But..." She licked her lips. "NOW I understand. All the love and affection, all the adventures we had, all the training. You just wanted to have a perfect, obedient sex toy. Raised from a Ralts, exposing her to lewdness at all times. Well..." She sat up, indicating her body. "I have big breasts now. My hips are wide, my thighs are soft and my butt is nice and grabbable."

He looked her body up and down, then looked up and away.

The Gardevoir looked over her shoulder to see what he was looking at, and seeing nothing, turned back to him. "So did you think I was gonna let you get away with it, once I evolved? The culmination of your hard work, planned out and everything. I can read your desires like they were written in a book." She put her hand on her chin, stroking it as if pondering. "You didn't count on me finding out. Were you going to feed me the candy, then tie me up?" She fiddled with one of the shackles, undoing it. She then placed his hand on her breast, then used her psychic power to make him squeeze and knead it gently.

He stared directly at her, his face contorted as if confused. He took over groping and seemed to enjoy it, if indicated by the rest of his body suddenly paying attention.

She smiled and nodded, letting his hand explore her. "That's good. Go on, help yourself. You worked hard on this body, you should enjoy the fruits of it." She cooed as his attention continued, then looked down to his face directly into his eyes. "Its so easy now. You humans are predictable. You express yourselves with your bodies. Getting into fights, struggling, showing intimacy through kissing and holding hands. You crave flesh on flesh contact. Well do you know what, 'master'?" She asked, holding his hand in place.

He shook his head, though he maintained eye contact.

"I crave it too. I want to feel your hands all over me. I want to feel you exert yourself to have your way with me. I want it. My body wants it." She ran her hands down her sides, then returned his hand to her chest. "Your training obviously worked. I want to be the little sex toy you raised me to be. I want it badly." She said, seriously.

He wasn't sure how to take this revelation, so he kept still, just groping her as she wanted with his free hand.

The Gardevoir returned his hand to the shackle, using her power to make sure he didn't resist. "But I have a few concerns and requests. I figured that this will be the only time in my entire life I'll have you at my mercy, that you'll actually listen to me now. I understand that once I ungag you my life is yours forever. I'll be forced to obey." She laid down on him, scooching forward until they were eye to eye, her breath hot over his gagged mouth. "And I'm probably asking for it, aren't I. Yes...I bet my pale white skinned butt would look great with a master-sized hand print on it. My ears would make excellent handlebars. You'd like that wouldn't you, to punish me for doing this?"

He nodded, grunting at her. He tried to reach out and grab her, but the shackles stopped him.

She licked her lips, then gave him a quick peck on the cheek. She flipped over and laid on him so they were both facing upwards. "Well, I just want to talk for a little bit."

He sighed, and just rested his limbs. No point in going further.

"Well, while you get off from physical touch, I need something slightly different. Right now for example. I can feel the combination of desire and frustration. Its directed at me. I enjoy that. I bask in it, I love it. " She smiled, reaching up to the sky as if to embrace it, then wrapping her arms around herself. "That emotion. All for me. Naked, raw desire. You are so angry at me, and you want to fuck me so badly." She spun around, looking directly into his eyes. "That face...I love that face...I can read your desires you know."

He closed his eyes and shook his head, as if he disagreed.

"You can't hide them from me. No shackles necessary, you want to feel my body submit to you, you want to wipe this smug look off my face and order me to accept your cock into my mouth and you may or may not let me breathe if I behave. Isn't that right?" Her smile got wider. "I'm your property after all. I don't have rights, I have no right to disobey you. But since you can't talk you can't order me, can you?"

He nodded, then gently tried to wrap his arms around her, but the shackles prevailed.

"You were going to put me in cold, heavy chains, even though I have to be obedient? That is...interesting, isn't it." She looked at her wrists. "Its not enough I'm obedient is it? I have to feel helpless." She gave him a small peck over the gag, the best she could kiss him.

She looked into his eyes for a long time, watching the emotions. "Of course its all fetishy stuff. You don't actually want to hurt me, do you?"

He shook his head.

"You want to treat me as an equal, think of me as your wife, go through life's challenges together as partners, rather than master and pokemon?"

He nodded, his eyes watering up.

She smiled and kissed his cheek again. "Well, I have an issue with that. You see, though you have noble intent, my body just doesn't melt for a human who wants to be my equal."

He raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, I don't want to be your equal. I want you to be in charge. I want serving you, protecting you, and loving you to all be duties to you." She put her fingers to her head, tapping her temple. "I don't want a choice."

His eyes opened wide, then shook his head, mumbling through the gag.

"So when I ungag you, I want you to order me to be your servant. I want you to wrap me up in emotional chains like these," She indicated the shackles. "I want pleasing master to be as natural to me as breathing and eating. The thought of being with a male I MUST obey...that makes my heart sing..." She winked at him.

He shook his head, denying it.

"You're such a big softie. I love that about you, and that's why I know you'll treat me well, even if I am yours forever." She nuzzled his cheek. "Of course, before I ungag you, and I give my life to you, I just want a promise from you." She said, a suddenly serious tone.

He tilted his head, then nodded to indicate he was listening.

Her eyes glowed blue and she dominated his perception. She invaded his mind and forced him to only perceive her. Only see her, only hear her, only smell her. She pressed her breasts against him, wrapped her thighs around his, further flooding his senses. Her voice echoed and boomed in his head. "I want your passion. I want your desires. I want to feel the desperation in your heart when you see my body, I want you to use your power over me all you want. If you want me in chains, wrap me in them. If you want to spank me, then make my butt as red as my horn." She licked her lips. "I've found all the weird porn on your computer. I want you to subject me to all of it. I want to be your guardian angel..." She kissed him fully on the lips again, through the gag, then whispered in his ears, with a hot and sultry voice, "And I want to drag you down into hell as you indulge in my sinful body. You created me, and now you are responsible for taming it. I want you to dig your fingernails into me, I want you to bite me as often as you kiss me, I want you to manhandle me as soon as you get home from work. As soon as the doors close, you should be indulging in my helpless, obedient, decadent body..." She pressed her breasts against him, heaving her chest so that he'd feel how big they were now.

He nodded, now desperate to get out of his bonds to embrace her. She smiled, releasing his perception and everything returned to normal. She reached out to undo the gag, and he calmed down to let her.

Then a wide, evil grin took over her face. "Then again, there might be one more thing..." She floated off of him, leaving the room momentarily.

Her trainer protested, flailing against the bonds, so hard that the bed began to creak as if it were about to break.
She came back in, gownless, wearing only a belt with a large purple phallus on the front. She stroked the tip of it with her big white, ungloved hand. "As a Gardevoir, empathy is very important to me. So before I serve you the rest of my life, I just want you to know what its like to be on the business end of one of these...so that you can understand how I feel. And just think of it like this, if you have problems using my body, just remember the time I made you a woman for a few," She paused, giggling. "Hours." She laughed out loud in her Gardevoir tongue, and her trainer began to struggle harder, but she covered him in psychic energy, holding him down. "Hold still, this won't hurt me a bit. And remember, you're the one that exposed a Kirlia to pegging porn."