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Payback	By : Madam_Facilier Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 33589 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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- 2-Submission
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Ladies and gents, enchantée. Madam Facilier here: Master of illusions, Queen of Darkness...if you know what I mean.
This is my first fanfic and first lemon, inspired by Fairy Tail OVA 5: Exciting Ryuzetsu Land, set during the part between Flare and Lucy. Seriously, how did the animators allow that to get in? Then again, that was a lot of fanservice in the OVA.
So this story was first submitted on fanfiction.net, but it was taken down for being too graphic.
And now I must issue an official warning: This fanfiction is only suited for mature audiences. Anyone under the benchmark MUST leave this page. Contains use of Hair Magic, d/s, s/m, graphic yuri (?), dominant Flare, submissive Lucy, tit torture, spanking...You have been warned.
And now, I give you...
"Payback," Flare sneered.
Lucy froze, fear coursing through her as she envisioned Flare's revenge.

'Blondie!'
Lucy was ensnared by Flare's sunset red locks, her bikini ripped from her body. 'No!"
'A hair bra?'
Her arms were bound behind her as crimson hair coiled around her nipples, twisting them...'Stop it!' Lucy begged.

Flare tilted her head, a grin on her vacant face. She looked very intimidating, like a cat that had cornered a mouse. Lucy jolted, crossing her arms over her chest. She could feel her hardened nipples against her wrists. The Celestial Wizard began to grow wet in a certain area. Instead of being scared, she found the imaginary torture very arousing. Holy crap! What's wrong with me! Lucy screamed at herself.
Before she could react, Flare's hair grabbed her arms and jerked her up. Lucy opened her mouth to scream for help, only to find her mouth gagged by red hair.
"Don't move, don't even scream; if you want to keep your dignity intact, you'd better listen, Blondie," Flare warned.
Lucy's eyes darted around, but no one was looking in their direction. It was as if the two didn't exist.
Flare's hand reached out and cupped one of Lucy's large breasts, her thumb flicking the blonde's hardened peak through the swimsuit. Meanwhile, a lock of hair slipped past Lucy's bikini and tickled her other nipple. Lucy closed her eyes, her face burning in humiliation at being teased in public.
Wait, teased? she thought. This is harassment!
"Don't think I didn't see these poking through your bikini, Blondie," Flare taunted. Her thumb and her hair moved faster; Lucy fought to hold in a scream, but it escaped as a muffled groan. "You don't want me to strip you naked in front of everyone here...unless you do?"
Her eyes widened, her cheeks burning even more at the shame of her possible nudity. Not wanting that, Lucy shook her head.
Flare smirked. "Good, Blondie. You have a brain in there after all."
Lucy was released from her bonds, but Flare grabbed her wrist and dragged her across the slick floor almost immediately. She looked around once more; again, no one paid them any mind.
They reached the women's locker room, which was surprisingly empty. Flare flung Lucy into the vacant area, and she landed not so softly on the ground. The blonde looked up to see the redhead stuff the keyholes to the exits with individual locks of hair possessing minds of their own. Then she spun towards Lucy.
Okay, it was official: Lucy was scared for her life. Right now, she was trapped in the locker room with the crazed redhead of Raven Tail stalking towards her like a predator. Lucy crab-walked away from her, only to have her back against the edge of a bench.
"Heh...playtime, Blondie~," Flare leered in a sing song tone.
"Wh-what are you —eek!" Without any warning, Lucy was yanked up by the redhead's hair once again, her mouth was covered by Flare's hand this time.
"Starting now, you are not allowed to speak. You will scream, cry, maybe even moan —but unless I speak to you directly, not a word comes out. Got it, Blondie?" Flare warned.
Lucy squirmed, her eyes shut tight as she struggled to release herself. But a cold hand slammed her against the bench, forcing her eyes open.
"Blondie...the more you resist, the more punishment you get."
Shaking, Lucy nodded her head slowly.
"Also —" Flare smirked. "Until this is over, you will address me as 'Flare-sama'."
"Y-yes.." the blonde said quietly as her mouth was released.
"Yes what?"
"Yes...Flare-sama," Lucy responded.
"Good Blondie. Now strip."
Lucy gaped. "B-but Flare-sama —"
"But what? 'But I wanna swim in my birthday suit later, Flare-sama'? I gave you an order, now strip!"
Lucy looked at the ground, gulping. "Yes, Flare-sama." She reached behind her neck, undoing the strings tied there. Lucy lifted the top over her head and set it on the bench beside her. Immediately, she covered her cleavage with her arms.
Flare tutted. "Keep going."
Lucy shimmied out of her bikini bottom and placed it on her top. Her arms hugged herself once more to hide her nudity, but they were restrained behind her with Flare's Hair Magic.
"Look at your tits, Blondie." Lucy closed her eyes again, wiggling her body uncomfortably while Flare continued inspecting her naked body. "So large and supple — not to mention bouncy —but I wouldn't call you Blondie if you didn't have a rack like this —" Cold hands groped Lucy's breasts from behind, causing her to gasp. " —would I?"
The Celestial Wizard squirmed, not realizing that she was looking very suggestive to Flare. "No, Flare-sama."
Something stroked her areolae —and it wasn't Flare's fingers. Lucy chanced a look at her chest, only to find red locks of hair circling the pink skin surrounding her hardened nipples. She blushed madly at the sight, finding it strangely...arousing.
Wait, what? Lucy berated herself. I'm being groped by the enemy —and she's a girl —and I'm enjoying it? I'm not into girls! ...Right? I mean, I'm not supposed to be —
Lucy was pulled out of her thoughts when she felt Flare's hair coiled around her nipples. She cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain as her hardened peaks were twisted roughly. The wetness between her legs grew, and liquid trickled from her core.
Oh, kami, Lucy thought. It's my nightmare come true!
Her tit torture continued. Flare's hair would change its tempo from time to time. "Flare-sama..." Lucy whined when the redhead's hair matched the pace of a slow and gentle massage.
Whoops.
Flare grabbed Lucy's breasts as crimson locks coiled tightly, twisting the blonde's nipples so intensely, tears threatened to spill.
"You spoke without permission," Flare scolded. "What do you have to say for yourself, Blondie?"
Lucy stared at her feet in shame. "Forgive me, Flare-sama." As she continued enduring her nipple twisting 'punishment', Lucy's breath began to escape in short ragged pants. She grinded her butt against Flare's hips, desperately seeking a release for the burning feeling in her thighs.
"You know, the way you're behaving right now, Blondie, makes me think you're actually enjoying this," Flare drawled.
Lucy's eyes widened in shock. "N-no, I'm not, Flare-sama!" But your body begs to differ, a voice in her head chided.
Flare pushed Lucy's back so that she was bent at a ninety degree angle. "Spread your legs, then."
Busted. If Lucy opened her legs, Flare would see Lucy's drenched pussy and would know she was enjoying this. But if she didn't, then Flare would force her legs apart and see her sex anyway.
"Blondie~! I'm waiting!"
Swallowing her pride and dignity, Lucy spread her legs apart slowly.
"Well well! You're wet, Blondie!" Suddenly, Flare's hand stroked Lucy's clit, forcing a moan out of her. "Is it because you swing the other way? Or both ways? Or maybe —you enjoy being dominated?"
If possible, Lucy blushed even more. "M-maybe, Flare-sama..."
The woman behind her let out a sultry laugh. "Looks like this little slut needs a lesson —and I know just the thing for you!" Her hand abandoned Lucy's clit, eliciting a whine from the blonde. Seconds later, she felt Flare's warm breath next to her right ear. "I'm going to spank you."
"Yes, Flare-sama."
"But I want you to beg for it."
Lucy turned her head, staring at Flare. "Wh-what?
"You heard me." A violent twist of her nipples got a loud moan out of Lucy. "Say 'please spank me, Flare-sama' like a good little whore."
Lucy felt her face burning as she looked away, as if the bench underneath her chest was the most interesting thing in the world. "P-p-please s-spank me, F-Flare-sama," she stuttered.
"What was that?" Flare teased.
"...Please spank me, Flare-sama," Lucy whispered, clearer this time.
There was silence behind her. Lucy opened her mouth to ask what was wrong when her mouth was gagged by red hair again. She heard the rush of air; seconds later, her butt was stinging where Flare's hand smacked her. Lucy groaned as the redhead repeated the action over and over, her core burning hotter than ever.
This is going nowhere, Flare thought. She lost count of how many spanks she delivered, trying to get a scream or two out of the blonde. But she couldn't get anything louder than a moan. Her eyes zeroed in on Lucy's drenched, puffed pussy; she smirked. The next time she spanked Lucy, it was directly on her dripping heat.
Lucy shrieked against her gag, shivering in excitement. Flare grinned, having achieved her desired result. Raising her hand, her hand slapped the blonde's pussy open-palmed, coaxing another scream from her.
Lucy tried her best to muffle her screams in case someone would hear them. But having her pussy smacked, combined with her nipples being twisted, she couldn't help but vocalize her bliss.
With one last tweak of her nipples and a slap to her pussy that had Lucy screaming, Flare released her. Lucy fell to the ground, her knees spread apart, her hands on the floor between her knees. She was breathing heavily as she inspected her breasts. Small crescent marks dug into the sides of her mounds, but her nipples were deep red from Flare's abuse. She touched her peaks tenderly and moaned: Her nipples were harder than ever, but her touch sparked a burning sensation through them.
"You're tougher than I thought." Flare knelt behind her, and Lucy felt her breasts being massaged gently. She mewled quietly, pushing her boobs into the redhead's hands.
"Let me go back to my friends," was what she meant to say, but somehow, through her sexual high, it came out as, "Please fuck me, Flare..." Lucy spread her knees apart. "My pussy's so wet for you..."
Holy, crap! What did I just say? Lucy screamed mentally as she heard Flare laugh behind her.
"With pleasure, little hussy."
Lucy gasped as Flare's fingers stroked the outer walls of her sex. She bit her lip to catch a moan as her hand became faster, but failed when she felt two fingers enter her pussy —only to pull back out.
"Well well —you're a virgin."
Lucy heard Flare get up behind her. "This changes things."
"Huh?"
Flare stared at Lucy in disbelief. "You don't wanna remember being deflowered in a locker room —do you?"
Hey, you gotta hand it to Lucy's vivid imagination!
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