The death god

Surrounding her was only silent, numb darkness and the frightening narrowness of a very cramped space.

Her eyes were closed, and she was faintly breathing in and out as the time passed. The slim, slightly curvy body was restrained in various ways, her hands cuffed behind her back and attached to her similarly bound ankles, a collar around her neck that had a small chain fixed to the ‘wall’ at her back. The crouching female figure had two belts running across the top and bottom part of her body that fastened her inside the darkness of a suitcase.

She was clearly attractive, an impression that was only intensified by her complete nudity and the unblemished skin that was exposed due to this fact.

The suitcase shook a little, most likely due to the carelessness of it’s current carrier.

A slight sound escaped the girl’s lips as she felt the curved rod, that was also attached to the inside of the case, move inside her female parts while simultaneously feeling the cool touch of cold steel on her naked skin.

For once, after a long time of just ‘existing’ inside the suitcase, the girl felt a little angry and her mouth twitched. She felt an impulse to hit whoever it was that handling the suitcase with her inside it so badly, a notion that led to her body slightly contorting and the steel rod inside her vagina forcefully poking right against her womb.

This case was designed to completely restrain her and punish her with pain in case she even tried to move. Unfortunately, that did not consider the seldom involuntary movements that were caused by someone mishandling the suitcase.

Slightly grumbling the girl forced her body to relax and focused on ignoring the slight pain that had been caused by the rod. She would have to wait until the suitcase was opened and she was released until she could teach that impolite bastard a lesson.

Still feeling angry she prepared herself for even more pain and tensed up her stomach. There was one thing the case’s design allowed her to do, even though she had to pay a fairly high price in pain for it.

Since she estimated it wouldn’t take to long until they arrived at her destination and it would have been a waste to go back to sleep again, she decided that it was time to relax herself a little.

Arching her already arched body further, she was able to slightly move her feet. Of course, this had the price of having the steel rod painfully stab against her womb, something that caused her to gasp for air. Despite that she preserved and moved her feet towards a little button.

It would have been impossible to see it in the dark, especially as she was completely restrained inside the small case that wouldn’t even allow to move her in the first place, but she had done this many times and knew exactly where it was located at.

Trembling from exhaustion from the pain of having a steel rod push against her womb, she managed to press the button with her toe and relaxed her aching body. Her breathing had become rough at this point and the pain radiating from her stomach was hard to bear, but she had a small smile on her lips.

Music began to play from a small speaker located next to her right ear. It was a violin solo, a soothing and gentle melody played by a professional that calmed her down. Settling down and slowing her breathing the girl relaxed once more and listened to the music.

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Some time later the suitcase had arrived at it’s destination, a large, mostly empty hall. Large windows allowed natural light to fall into the room and made it possible to observe the impressive architecture outside.

Tall pagodas and palaces in the style of the eastern wildlands covered the landscape, a beautiful display of impressive skill and wealth that had led to a giant city inside the chaotic wildlands. The evening sun was just setting and dawn painted the urban landscape into a warm orange.

Inside the hall a person wearing a simple, clean suit pulled along a relatively small suitcase as he walked towards a group of elderly men. These men had the slightly squinted eyes and darker skin of the eastern wildlands and wore beautifully adorned robes made of expensive silk and gold threads. Their expressions betrayed excitement as they stared at the simple black suitcase that had cost them a true fortune to acquire.

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“This is her?”, one of the elderly man asked agitatedly.

The man in the suit nodded. Finally, he arrived in front of the group of elders and politely bowed to them.

“This is the death god you have send for. For the next three months she will act according to your command and kill whoever, no matter whether god or mortal, you order her to.”, the man’s expression was tranquil and professional, just as were the words he had just spoken.

In short, he was a professional, a man of great experience. He could instantly tell just what this bunch of old men needed a death god for.

But he did not care. This was a job that was all about death and assassination. Even if it was a member of the ancestral council that was going to be assassinated, he wouldn’t care.

“Show her to us.”, the same old man as before said to him. His eyes beamed excitedly.

The other nodded and crouched down to open the suitcase. Two locks had to be unlocked using an electronic key, a code had to be entered and two old steel keys had to be inserted. He did all that with practiced ease as he fumbled around the case.

Finally, a final clicking sound resounded from the case and the front half swung open.

It revealed the figure of a naked girl, appearing to be around sixteen or seventeen years old. She had yet black, long hair and pale white skin. Her body was arched in a way that allowed her hands to be cuffed to her ankles. A collar and a chain fixated her head to the top of the case, while two belts that were running over her sides pressed her against the other halve of the case.

One could barely see the base of a steel rod that was attached at the bottom of the case and inserted itself into the girl’s lower body.

She appeared to be sleeping, her eyes closed and her expression being one of calmness.

The old men all stared at the ‘sleeping beauty’ in the case, both wondering why a goddess such as herself would let herself be treated like that and how it was possible for such a breathtaking girl to even exist.

Some of them began to develop certain thoughts and already dreamed about ordering this celestial beauty to sleep with them, but that stopped once they saw the other half of the case.

Blades, swords, bow-guns, a whole collection of killing devices lined up in a strangely beautiful and eerie way. Suddenly the old men realized why this girl was restrained in such an overbearing way. She was a weapon, a weapon used to kill even gods!

Only one of them remained unperturbed all this time. It was the leader of this group and also the one who had spent the most money on this girl. He stepped forward and faced the suit-wearing man.

“Release her.”, his voice was obviously one that was accustomed to ordering, loud and overbearing.

The other man just nodded and began to open up the girl’s restraints. The later suddenly opened her eyes and eyed the surrounding men. She looked at every single of the elders and surveyed the area. Finally, her eyes fell on the man untying her.

“You…”, she said with a faint voice.

He ignored her and continued fumbling around with the cuffs.

“If you ever move me this roughly again, I will rip out you throat and burn your body!”, the girl threatened seriously and averted her eyes.

It seemed like her words had no effect, but she had seen that the suit-wearing man had slightly trembled. He was a professional and adapt at hiding any emotions, but in front of her he was nothing but an inexperienced, weak puppy.

This alone was enough to satisfy the girl.

Finally, the cuffs were undone, and she was able to move her arms and legs. Despite that she did not move yet and remained in her arched body posture, waiting until the man had also unlocked the chain to her collar and opened the two belts.

“Hurry up already!”, at this point she became impatient. After having the steel rod inside her for over three months she was aching to get it out of her body.

The man did not hurry, but he did grab her by the shoulders and lifted her up from the rod. It easily came out of her and in the end a 20 cm long and 10 cm thick steel rod was revealed.

Some of the elderly men gulped as they imagined how it must feel having such a thing inside her genitalia.

It was only at this point that the girl moved herself. She relaxed her body and placed her feet underneath herself.

“After three months finally standing. Even I want to get some movement after that long!”, she seemed to complain to the suit-wearing man, but at the same time she also appeared to be talking to herself.

“There had been no orders.”, the man simply said as an explanation.

She looked at him and frowned. Finally, she simply sighed.

“So, tell me. Who am I going to kill?”, she turned around to face the group of old men. More exactly, she faced their leader, the elder standing at the front.

The old man examined her, but unlike the others who were fazed by her beauty he did not think about her appearance.

“What a beautiful weapon.”, he smiled slightly.

The girl lifted her eyebrow but did not respond. She knew that he wasn’t talking about her outward appearance.

After some time, the old man spoke again.

“Han Guan-Shi. I want to have him dead by the end of the month!”, his words and expression remained the same, calm and composed, but a faint flash in his eyes betrayed overwhelming hate.

Of course, the girl saw this hate. She saw it and wondered just who this Han Guan-Shi was that she was about to kill. Then she stopped wondering. He was already dead anyway.

“As you wish.”, she said with a smile and a graceful bow.