Utawarerumono - Karura and her Master (Patreon)

Karura Waturei was a complicated and mysterious woman.

Member of the Giriyagina tribe, she sported tremendous strength, stamina and agility. With combat instincts well beyond that of most soldiers, the blue haired woman was a powerful as she was beautiful.

And yet her deepest desire did not lie with triumphing on battlefields or vanquishing strong opponents. No, for as long se she could remember the infamous sword-wielding mercenary has been dreaming of one day experiencing true helplesness.

Karura had always secretly enjoyed being restrained, or at least invoking the appearance of being captured. But because she was so ridiculously powerful nothing could ever truly hold her. Even back when she was being transported as a slave, she could rip apart her chains whenever she pleased and break out of the ship that had carried her to Tuskuru by coincidence, where she soon ended up a general under Hakuoro.

Her time in the newly formed nation certainly helped keep her entertained, but over time that deep-seethed urge forced itself to the surface again.

"Haaah, sometimes I wish I wasn't born a Giriyagina."

Oddly enough, wishing not to enjoy helplessness never crossed her mind.

Nevertheless, the blue haired bombshell continued to drink her sake until she dozed off atop the watch tower.

The next morning, she awoke from a restless night. Her fantasies had invaded her dreams. A masked man had managed to capture her and to her surprise she had found herself unable to break free of his bonds. The feeling had been indescribable!

Now I only want it more! She sulked. If only that masked kidnapper existed in reality…

Then a thought entered her mind.

Mask…

She shook her head dismissively. "He'd never go for it. Besides, I already gave him everything in exchange for my last request. I have nothing left to barter with…"

Still, the thought refused to leave the recesses of her quick and sharp mind. Until finally, she gave in after two more sleepless nights.

"Master? Am I disturbing you?"

"No, Karura. What's wrong?" Hakuroro replied, rolling up what felt like the 1000th scroll of the day. Secretly he was relieved with his subordinate's late night interruption.

"My apologies for coming round this late."

"It's no trouble, you never come to me unless it is serious. Please tell me what is on your mind."

"… I have another favour to ask."

The masked emperor put his scroll aside and looked her straight in the eye to show her she had his full attention. "Go on."

When Karura finished her confession, Hakuoro was a bit taken aback. Quite unsual for the normally level-headed emperor.

"That is a strange passtime."

"You think so?"

"Yes, in all honesty."

"How come?"

"Sorry?"

"Why do you feel it is weird?"

"W-well because…" but the masked emperor had no response ready. "It's just unsual, to enjoy not being in control of your freedom."

"Lots of things are unusual, that doesn't make them wrong."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

"None taken. But I am still waiting for your answer. You know a whole lot of things, would restraint techniques be one of them?"

The dark haired man began pondering for a moment. "I suppose there are one or two constructs that could provide what you're asking for."

Karura smiled contently. "That's what I was hoping to hear!" She mused as she disrobed herself, leaving only a pair of dark purple panties and a top covering just her breasts.

"You are undressing for this?"

"Of course, there is no point if I can hide weapons to free myself."

"But you never carry weapons other than your sword."

"Just humour me." She giggled femininely.

"I will visit the armoury, wait here for my return."

"Of course, master."

When Hakuaoro returned, he had brought several large and heavy shackles and locks.

"Those look promising, at least." Karura lied. Deep down, she already knew how this was going to turn out.

But she kept silent to not disrespect her master's efforts, especially since he was doing this on her request.

The masked emperor made his general stand up and shackled wrists, ankles, thighs and elbows.

All eight of those thick chains were then tethered to large support pillars, forcing her arms and legs spread out.

"How does that feel?"

"It doesn't hurt, and it feels secure." Karura replied. "However…"

She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth as she began to draw upon her herculean strength. The voluptuous warrior began pulling so hard the wooden pillars started to make ominous creaking noises.

Hakuoro felt his eyes grow wide. "Careful, you'll-"

*CLANG*

Before the beams holding up part of the castle could cave, one of the chain links tethering her right wrist gave way to Karura's force. The one on her elbow followed soon after. With that she had one hand free, which could easily deal with the remaining six shackles.

"And done." She declared with a bored tone of voice. The look of disappointment on her face almost seemed to hurt the beautiful swordswoman.

"This was to be expected." Hakuroro admitted. "I'm thinking you would benefit more from ropes."

"Ropes?! You mean simple hempen ropes?" Karura said with a tone of scepticism.

"They can be applied more accurately and wrapped closer around your body." Her master argued.

"If you say so. I did promise to go along with your ideas."

Hakuoro briefly left his room again, this time returning with a bag filled with coils of rope meant for construction and transport.

"Are you going to use all of that?" Karura wondered.

"I assumed we might benefit from keeping spares around."

The bluenette smirked. "You're probably right with that. So, where do you want me."

"Just sit down for now and place your hands behind your back."

Karura did as requested, after which Hakuroro cinched her wrists together with the first length of rope.

His next rope he looped around her elbows, tightening it up until they touched.

"Oooff! This isn't a pose I'm used to." The swordswoman groaned as her chest was thrust out to accomodate her arms being pulled back.

"Is it too much?"

"No, I'll get used to it. Besides, this feels rather promising. It's very strict."

"Then I will move on."

The emperor of Tuskuru unraveled two more long ropes, using one to frogtie each of Karura's shapely legs, keeping her kneeled on the mat.

"How is this?" He asked after tying off the final knot.

"Well it certainly feels stricter than chains. I sort of like it!" Karura replied excited.

"You mean to tell me you never even thought of using anything other than chains or manacles?"

"Well, there was one time I had myself locked in wooden stocks. But they didn't hold out any better than steel restraints. But rope? In all honesty, I just assumed that would be far too flimsy."

"And is it?"

"Well…"

The attractive swordswoman writhed around on the mat for a moment, grunting softly as the pressure on her arms and elbows increased.

To her delight, she felt her body growing hotter as the rope resisted her movements.

I'm becoming aroused already? That's a good sign! So Master Hakuoro was right when he said ropes could be effective.

But her excitement was short lived when she heard a soft creak in the ropes. They were beginning to succumb to the pressure of her escape efforts.

"As I feared." She sighed, taking a deep breath before exerting a considerable amount of her strength.

Her muscles bulged slightly as she forced the ropes to tighten up even more. For a mere second she felt the blissful bite of the rope, after which they gave way under her superhuman power.

All of the ropes confining her luscious body snapped, leaving behind a few mildly red imprints on her skin.

"I must admit, this took more effort than the chains." Karura said as she stroked the reddish patches of skin. The damage was superficial, and would heal in a matter of hours. "Surprising, but in a good way."

"And it means we are making progress." The emperor replied. "There is one more thing I could try. Come back in two nights."

Karura stood up and took a deep bow. "My thanks once more for going to such lengths for little old me."

"Like I said, if there is anything I can do to help you, I'll gladly do it."

"Which is why you earned the right to be my master." The gorgeous bluenette chuckled before retreating from Hakuoro's room

[Two nights later]

"Try to break these ropes."

Karura took hold of the hemp ropes Hakuoro had prepared for their second night. She stretched out a length between her hands and tried to tear it apart. To her surprise, it was extremely resilient.

"Hmrrgg!" The blue haired warrior groaned as she put in more effort. In the end, she had to go all out to rip it.

"What did you do to this?"

"I treated it with a solution to strengthen the hemp."

"Well it worked a dream, but it still wasn't enough I fear."

"Try doubling up the rope."

Karura raised an eyebrow in suspicion, but looped the rope as instructed so she had two lengths between her hands. She tried tearing it apart once more, however this time she failed even after using all of her strength for an extended amount of time.

"You were right, Master. It's even stronger like this!"

"Because the tension is spread out over more rope. Which is how I'll be applying these. Using multiple loops should provide the strength you're hoping for."

"I can't wait to see if that's true!" Karura chimed, turning around and placing her arms behind her back.

This time, Hakuoro restrained his general even more thoroughly than on the previous night.

In addition to crossing her wrists behind her back, he pulled them up until they were pinned between her shoulder blades. But it didn't stop there. Hakuoro used additional ropes for her upper body, anchored to her wrist bonds by means of a strict rope harness which enveloped Karura's amazing bust. When the masked emperor was finished, ropes were running above, below and in between her luscious mammaries, as well as a length running along the nape of her neck, drawing in her shoulders to fix her upper arms securely to her sides.

After that, he moved on to cross her ankles together, as well as loop lengths of rope around her calves, below and above her knees, finishing up with a final pair of ropes around her thighs. That five-fold array of ropework trapped Karura's legs to tightly together it felt to the bluenette as if he had welded them!

"This should suffice." Hakuoro declared, getting back to his feet to let his captive test her boundaries.

Karura tried shifting her body around experimentally. But to her astonishment, she limply fell on her side.

"What?!" She cried out surprised as her instinctive reaction to brace herself had fallen short. She knew she'd commanded her arms to reach out, but they hadn't moved and inch. It was the same when she tried to right herself again, neither her legs nor her arms would budge from their spot. The ropes her emperor had tied in place had all been so tightly wrapped there was no slack. Anywhere.

"I can't move?!"

"Correct. I felt his was the most secure way to keep you from tearing the ropes."

"That's true I suppose." Karura admitted. "If I can't even so much as twitch, there's not even a way for me to use my strength."

"That was the idea. This technique was designed to lock your limbs in place, preventing you from meddling with the rope and knots to ensure freeing oneself was impossible."

"Makes sense. If I can't reach anything, I can't mount an escape."

"Are you satisfied with this set-up then?"

"Not yet." The voluptuous warrior replied. "Let me test this out for a little while longer."

Hakuoro nodded, taking a step back to give Karura some room.

After taking a deep breath and centering her thoughts, the blue haired warrior cut loose. 

She began squirming around very energetically, rolling around on the mat as she kicked her legs and twisted her arms and upper body around in search of some slack. Her fingers fluttered around blindly behind her back, grasping nothing but air. Her master had done a good job, the ropes refused to give in and the knots were nowhere to be found.

Mind you, it wasn't like Karura had any experience in worming her way out of a predicament like this. In her entire life, she had never ended up in a situation she couldn't resolve with her astounding power. This time however, it simply wasn't enough. And she loved it.

"Haah, haah, haaah…" Karura panted after wearing herself out. "Looks like it's secure. I cannot free myself from this."

"Then does this mean you finally got what you wanted?"

A slight blush now developed on the swordswoman's cheeks. "Sorry about this. It seems I'm always asking you for favours."

"I do not mind." Hakuoro replied. "You've been a very reliable friend and comrade."

"No more than that?" the bluenette replied. "I'm disappointed."

"Excuse me?"

She smiled calmly. "Never mind. So, what's next?"

"I don't know. Have you never thought of what you wanted after being rendered helpless?"

"I just figured whoever put me there would know what to do." Karura replied innocently.

The masked emperor scratched the back of his head." Meaning you want me to think of something?"

"Well you've already captured me, I can't really decide for myself anymore what happens from this point on. Which was the whole point."

"That is true." Hakuoro admitted. "I suppose I could leave you a blade for you to use and mount and escape that way. But leaving you alone like this would be irresponsible."

"Not to mention boring and frustrating. Can't you think of something more 'hands-on'?"

"H-hands-on?"

"Yes! You're a man, I'm a woman. Moreso, you're my master. By now you should realize that even without the ropes, I'd let you do as you please…"

"Is this what you were planning all along?"

"Not at all. But now that we've gotten here, I see no reason not to move into those territories. Of course, if you truly don't want to, I won't force you." The bluenette added stoically.

"More like 'cannot force me'." The emperor remarked dryly.

"True, I suppose." Karura chuckled, twitching in her ropes once more. A pleasurable shiver ran down her spine as her body remained non-responsive in face of its restraints, a shiver which settled deep in the centre of her gorgeous body.

So this is what it feels like to truly be at someone's mercy? The rush doesn't disappoint, it's like my whole body is tingling!

"I suppose, there is one thing I could do." Hakuoro suddenly remarked, pulling Karura out of her thoughts.

His captive eyed him curiously, but to her annoyance he got up and walked out of view.

"Master?" She asked confused, trying to roll around and spot him again.

But before she made eye contact, Hakuoro suddenly stroked her thin lioness tail.

"AH!" The powerful swordswoman yelped, her whole body flinching in a nervous reflex as her tail turned arrow straight in a second flat.

"That was a rather adorable sound." Hakuoro teased. "Even moreso since it came from you."

Karura rolled onto her other side so she could frown at her master. "Did no one ever tell you it is rude to play with a girl's tail without permission?"

"One woman did once, she shoved me into a roadside hedge when I stroked it by accident."

"I would have probably put you through a wall."

"Then it is a good thing these ropes are here." The masked man retorted, running his hand along the full length of her tail, squeezing it softly.

"Kyaaah! N-noo!" Karura gasped as her whole body began jerking, shivering and boiling all at the same time.

She tried breaking free again, even more seriously than before. But the ropes remained secure, no matter how much strength she put into her throes.

"Hmrrnnngg!" The blue haired warrior grunted as she felt her strength being sapped away.

"Are you still happy you cannot break free?" Hakuoro said, giving the tip of her tail a brief squeeze.

"AH!" Karura yelped again, squirming around on the floor. Her tail began curling and waving around, but other than that she had no way of protecting herself.

"P-Please master, don't do that again." She begged him out of the blue.

It surprised Hakuoro as well. So much so that he didn't know how to respond.

"Too much?" Karura asked dryly. "I'm not quite used to this role yet."

"Role?"

"Well I've been captured, haven't I? I should behave accordingly."

Now it finally began to dawn on the masked emperor. It wasn't just about the restraint. Karura wanted to lose herself entirely, to become a captive in both body and mind. Which meant his task stretched further than just tying her up. He had to make her submit.

"In that case you are doing just fine." The dark haired man assured her. "It is I who took a while to catch up."

"And have you?"

"I believe so."

Hakuoro reached out to stroke Karura's butt, running his fingers along the soft fabric of her panties and pressing them gently into her most sensitive flesh.

The bluenette gasped in delight. "Keep that up!"

But to her annoyance, her master pulled back.

"What?! Hey! Why did you stop?!"

"Because I can."

"Hmrggn! That's not a reason!" Karura moaned, rolling around on the floor to chase after her master's hand.

"It suffices." Hakuoro retorted, slapping her bum.

"HEY!"

But the masked emperor immediately soothed the sore spot by gently rubbing it with his fingers.

"Ooohh, that you can keep doing."

"I thought the point was me being in charge of you, not the other way around?"

"True, but there's no harm in me asking, is there? You don't have to listen."

"Point taken." Hakuoro replied, giving the bluenette a squeeze in her tush.

"AH!" She yelped cutely, bucking her hips around.

"You are being very lively." Her master remarked as his hand stroked her thigh.

"Because it's more exciting this way. I never expected to be this enthralled!" She admitted.

"So you don't regret letting me restrain you in this manner?"

"On the contrary!"

"Despite it meaning you have no power over your own fate whatsoever?" Hakuoro insisted. Part of him still felt awkward at having captured one of his most trusted members of staff.

"Hey, no one really has any grip on their fate anyways. But I get what you mean: this might seem odd for most, but to me this feels oddly liberating. I don't have to be the impressive, intimidating warrior everyone knows me as. All I have to do is lie here and let everything wash over me."

The gorgeous woman looked her master straight in the eye. "I realize this puts a lot of pressure on you, my master. But then again: you are nothing if not responsible. I can't think of anyone I'd rather have in charge of me."

"Then I will do my best not to let you down."

The swordswoman smiled gently. "One very easy way to accomplish that is to stop teasing me." She remarked, nudging her butt against Hakuroro's hand, which had been distractedly stroking it for most of the conversation.

"Sorry! I wasn't paying attention." He said startled, pulling his hand back.

"I don't mind." The bluenette said, rolling on her back and invitingly showing off her lovely bosom and the lovebox between her thighs.

"You want me to-?"

She nodded. "I trust you completely master. As I have told you time and again: my body is yours."

"Then I suppose it is time I took responsibility for it."

The dark haired emperor reached up to knead Karura's large breasts, making her gasp eagerly. "Yes! Go on!" She encouraged him.

Her master kept going, squeezing the supple flesh of her mammaries and rubbing his thumb over her areolas. Pretty soon his fingers felt Karura's nipples had become rock hard.

"Keep it up!" She pleaded, nudging her hips suggestively.

Hakuoro got the hint, and reached down to stroke the contours of her pussy.

“Hmnnnn!” Karura purred, squirming happily in her ropes.

The further her master pressed her buttons, the more vigorously the bluenette tried to fight him off. Not to stop him, but because she adored the way her body failed to put up any resistance. The gorgeous woman relished in her helplessness, her mind blanked out by the sheer pleasure coursing through her.

When the emperor suddenly made contact with her clit, Karura squealed needily. “Mooorrre!” She begged him.

Hakuoro slipped his fingers deeper inside her slit, tickling her labia faster and faster.

“Ahh! Aaahh!” His captive moaned breathlessly. Her entire body had pulled taut, her fingers fluttering behind her back and her tail curling up intensely.

So close! Keep going!

“Mnnnn!” She groaned hungrily as her master inched her towards her climax. Her first ever climax beyond any control!

When Hakuoro finally brushed along her sweet spot, Karura’s banks finally burst.

“Ooaahhh!!” She swordswoman howled, so loudly the emperor feared she would wake up the castle.

When the surge within her finally calmed, Karura slumped down in her master’s arms. “That was… amazing.” She panted, trying to snuggle up to him despite her body being exhausted and the ropes still keeping her prisoner.

“I am glad you enjoyed it so much.” The dark haired man said softly. “But perhaps next time we should have looked into a method of keeping you silent.”

The bluenette’s eyes began shining brightly. “Now there’s an idea!” She chirped enthusiastically.

Her master now glanced at the candles burning on his desk which were used to indicate time. To his surprise, it was well past midnight by now.

It’s this late already?! Darn, I lost track of time!

“But not tonight, it is far too late already. It is high time to release you." He said to his general.

The bluenette's eyes widened in shock.

Already?! But I’ve only just gotten to the good part!

"Wait! Can't I stay a little longer?" She pleaded.

"It's getting too late. I really must retire for bed."

"Then take me with you."

"W-what?! Like this?!"

Karura nodded. "Just lie me down in your bed, fully bound. That way I'll still be safe. Your room is the most secure of the entire castle after all. There is no problem that way, right?"

"But will you even be able to sleep like this?"

Karura smiled contently. "You are too kind to worry about me like this, master. I’m sure I'll manage somehow. And even if I don't, it'll still be one of the best nights of my life."

Hakuoro sighed. They were too far into the night, and into the game, for him to argue with her anymore.

“Very well.” He said, picking his captive up and carrying her to his bed.

After gently lying her down on the mattress, she scooted to the side so he could climb in as well.

“Thank you. For everything, I mean.” She said softly, a faint blush glowing on her cheeks. “It seems you are always going along with my selfish desires.”

“I do not mind.” He replied as he pulled the cover over both their bodies. “This night was peculiar, but I am willing to admit your idea of fun can be very entertaining.”

Karura chuckled. “Then does it mean I can come visit you again some time?”

The masked emperor smiled back. “For you, my door is always open.”

“Thank you master. And good night.”

“Sleep well, Karura.”