Aversa Mercy Fire Emblem Draft Severa

Severa slowly awoke from her enforced slumber, her eyes showing her a blurry vision of a candlelit room, a slow groan emerging from her mouth as she approached full consciousness. It was in the next moment that she realized something was wrong, as she tried to move, only to find her limbs could not move, tugging some more, she felt bindings and cuffs against her ankles and wrists. She realized she was on  a bench, bound with her ass raised upward, her head lowered, and her back arched.

Severa blushed at her position, though she was at least fully clothed. She looked around her nervously, while trying to also hide her fear. Severa was fearless in battle, yet here she was helpless, unable to slash or swing her weapons. She felt powerless. She did not like that feeling.

Her long pigtails swished about to and thro as she looked around her, trying to make sense of her situation. Then, she remembered what had transpired in the forest. The ambush. Being defeated, and then put in a cage as she lost consciousness. Severa recalled that Lucina was not put in the cage, maybe she escaped, or evaded capture? She knew Lucina would come to her rescue, she trusted her dutiful royal friend completely.
"Daughter of the great Cordelia, though one wouldn't think it from her amateurish skills", Aversa announced, mocking the girl who was bound on the bench before her. The Plegian woman had just left the vanquished and humiliated Lucina to stew in her sexual juices, now paying the young warrior woman.

"The tomboy warrior girl who wears pig-tails like a little schoolgirl, the vain little shopper", Aversa intoned, her voice turning from mockery to contempt, as she moved out of the shadows and into Severa's view.

"You!" Severa seethed.
"Free me or I'll kill you! I mean it!"
Severa squirmed and struggled against her bonds.

"If I freed you, you would kill me where I stand, well, you would try, and of course fail, being eternally in the shadow of your magnificent mother. I have you right where I want you, and just how I like you." Aversa toyed with her helpless captive, playing on the girl's insecurities.

"You don't want to face my wrath, you bitch! Let me go! Don't mess with me!" Severa raged, her voice raising.
"I faced your wrath, silly little cunt, and defeated you and your beloved Princess." Aversa gripped Severa's chin and forced her head up, looking into the red-head's beautiful eyes.
"Lucina?!" Severa's eyes widened. Had she been captured?

"Yes, my darling moron, Lucina, your...exalted Princess, I personally carried her upon my horse. She is mine, now." Aversa smirked, letting the revelation sink in.

"How dare you! W-what have you done to her?!" Severa's voice trembled, fear now replacing her anger and pride.

"Hmmm...its hard to describe what I have done, really. I doubt a simple-minded, stupid girl like you would grasp it without it being spelt out. I know..." Aversa smiled, as she left Severa's front and circled round her, approaching her raised and displayed bottom.

"YOU'VE TORTURED HER, YOU EVIL BITCH!" Severa screamed, eyes ablaze and wide with anger.

"Severa, you misjudge me. Torture is...crude, and...beneath me. I have not tortured your precious, pure Princess. Pain is surpassed by other methods."
Severa looked confused, baffled by what Aversa could mean.

"See, your lack of imagination disappoints me, Severa. Your peerless mother would certainly have figured out what I mean, but then, she has a far better brain than you. Not the sharpest halberd in the armoury, are you?"
"I'm just as smart as mother!" Severa protested.
"If only", Aversa sighed. "What a let down you are to mommy", Aversa replied, delighting in the ease with which Severa could be provoked and tormented.

"I did think of giving you the same treatment that your dripping wet Princess has and is getting, but, your being a stupid little cunt has changed my mind. I think I'll do what your over-indulgent mother should have done long ago."
Severa squirmed and writhed on the bench, "w-what do you mean by that?!" Severa asked, eyes wide and her confusion adding to her fear.
"So dumb", Aversa sighed. "Nevermind, as words can't penetrate your thick skull, I will let actions communicate my will".

"LET ME GO! DON'T YOU DARE DO WHATEVER YOU'RE PLANNING! HOW DARE YOU! LET ME GO YOU EVIL WITCH!"

Aversa sighed.
"YOU PLEGIAN BITCH, I'LL SEE TO IT THAT YOU SUFF--UNNFMMMFFFGH!"

Severa was silenced by the ball being shoved into her mouth, and strapped into place. "MMMFGGHUUNNF!" Severa protested, squirming as the ball-gag reduced her to pathetic muffled grunts." A big improvement!, Aversa smiled, gripping Severa's chin again as the girl grunted helplessly, her mouth stretched around the bright red ball.
"You feel humiliated, hmmm?" Aversa stroked Severa's red hair, "how wounded your pride is, how greatly your arrogance has been curbed,and your big, stupid mouth silenced. Protesting to one who has absolute power over you is the height of folly, even though you are young, you should at least have learnt not to bite the hand that owns your pathetic little ass."

Aversa looked deeply into Severa's eyes. Like Lucina, there was the defiance. Aversa would, yet again, correct such impudence. Returning to Severa's derriere, the Plegian woman gripped Severa's pants and pulled them down, revealing a pair of frilly pink panties, rather surprising for a female warrior, or perhaps not; Severa was all tough talk on the surface, all girly mushiness and twee pixie-dust.  Severa blushed as Aversa, amused, examined those oh so girly panties. "Severa, darling, I feel you are not fully committed to being a warrior, are these to cocktease the male shepherds to jerk off their cocks as they think of you, hmmm? I do know you and your mother competed to see who could be the biggest cocktease. There's a word for girls and women who do that, but then as mommy is a slut, is it really a surprise that her little darling princess is one as well? You know, that is one sphere where you could actually surpass your mother. You're not a completely useless loudmouth cunt, after all."

Aversa then slid her index finger along Severa's tight little bum, and down between her legs, finding the girl's slit, and delicately stroking it, carefully tracing her finger up and down the vaginal-crease of the panty fabric. "Let's see how much of a girl you are, Severa".

Severa grunted into her ball-gag, squirming and blushing as Aversa stroked her crotch, calmly tracing her finger along the path of the cunt-crease. Severa felt the tingling sensation of her tight pussy being stroked, felt the vulnerability of her most sensitive part being at the mercy of this fiendish, devious, and powerful woman. Was this what Aversa had done to Lucina? But Lucina would surely be able to resist, she was an upstanding girl, not the type to be turned by her pussy, surely?
Severa fought against the teasing between her thighs, but...it felt so good, yet it made her feel so vulnerable, like she was being conquered, which made her pride spark, only to be smothered by the pleasure being dealt between her legs. Nevertheless, Severa fought against the pleasure, fought to regain control. She wasn't going to let this Plegian bitch humiliate her! Severa would prove herself the strongest! She'd show her unstoppable, unbreakable will!
She closed her eyes and blocked out the sexual thoughts invading her brain, flowing in from her increasingly aroused pussy, using all her will and self-discipline. The squirming stopped, and Severa remained still.

Aversa traced her finger up and down the now increasingly wet crotch of the frilly pink panties. She was surprised. The prideful girl was resisting the temptations of Aversa's sweet touch.

"Impressive, for one so impulsive", Aversa acknowledged.
Severa, eyes closed, completely focused, remained still.
"Ah well, Severa, I think it's time you learn what I did to your beloved, sweet, innocent little Princess Lucina..."

Aversa grinned and nonchalantly, effortlessly raised her hand, whispered an enchantment, and a purple glow emitted from her finger, encircled by sigils illuminated in this illicit purple energy. Tendrils winded and spewed forth into Severa's already aching pussy, passing through the fabric of the rapidly soaking panties.

The Plegian sorceress traced her finger along the slit slowly , along the crotch of those decidedly un-warrior cute pink panties, and the energy vibrated, the energy oozing even more into Severa's crotch, turning the spark into a fire between the would be warrior from the future's legs.
Suddenly, the girl's eyes half-opened, and she groaned and mewled into her ball-gag, and much to Aversa's sweet delight, her body began to squirm involuntarily, the focused concentration on her face giving way to a dumb stupor as sensation obliterated thought. The mental barriers Severa had fought so hard to will into place collapsed, and the sexual thoughts, the filth of lust, of carnal need, and darker feelings, burst forth into her brain, delirium following in it's wake. Severa lost control, and Aversa simply, effortlessly, stroked her finger up and down the girl's pantied cunt. Severa felt a searing vulnerability, as if she was now opened wide completely to her tormentor, exposed utterly.
Aversa's forbidden, depraved magic penetrated Severa's sexual core, and attacked her mind, now lost in a miasma of sensuality. As her cunt ached and throbbed with a sudden, invigorated intensity, the red-haired firebrand found herself facing a slow, humiliating, defeat, as the temptation to submit grew like an avalanche.