Lillith - Chapter 27 - "Just a little pressure, and they let it all out"

Attention, this is a work of fiction, and all characters are adults, over 18 years old!
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Hello everyone! Yes, new chapter OUT OF NOWHERE, guys, I had a problem with the translation in this chapter, so please, if you find any errors, let me know! Another thing, I feel like few people are following the story so far, maybe it's just me? Maybe it's happening? I don't know, but does this story have fans? So I can know if I should really continue? And do you want something? Tell me your opinions! I know there were some people who wanted castration, and well... there hasn't been for a while, I know... but I need to see if you really want it so I can include it! Thank you, and enjoy reading!

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The twins were completely immobilized, the anti-magic ropes tight around their bodies, limiting any possibility of escape. Brad and Synthila, still suffering the consequences of the battle, looked at the group with a mix of hatred and apprehension. They knew they were at the mercy of the mages, and any hope of resistance had vanished with their defeat.

Lillith, Emma, Armand, and Luminar were gathered around them, discussing what the fate of the two prisoners would be. The forest around them was silent, only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the moonlight filtering through the trees illuminating the scene.

Luminar crossed his arms and sighed deeply. "Well... we have the classic answer," he said in a direct tone. "We simply kill them and move on."

Lillith raised an eyebrow and looked at him in disbelief. "Seriously? Is that your solution?" She crossed her arms and tilted her head. "What are we, huh? Wild animals? Inhumane villains? Do you think that going around executing people is going to solve anything?"

Armand shook his head in agreement with Lillith. "She's right. We're not cold-blooded murderers, Luminar. That's not who we are."

Luminar furrowed his brow and looked at the twins, still writhing a bit from the pain they had suffered in the battle. He sighed, accepting the answer but still not convinced about what to do next. "So what's the alternative? We can't just carry these two with us. Stellar's camp is already behind us, and we don't have time to escort prisoners."

Armand scratched his chin, reflecting on the issue. The silence stretched for a few moments as he searched for a solution. Then, his eyes lit up with an idea.

"Maybe... if I can get in touch with Seraphina, she could create a portal," he suggested. "I create the entrance here, and she generates the exit directly to where she is. That way, we can get rid of them without killing them and ensure they're kept under surveillance."

Emma looked up and nodded quickly. "That's an excellent idea! If Seraphina can interrogate them, she might even get useful information."

Lillith smiled mischievously, turning her gaze to Brad, who was starting to understand what was about to happen. His eyes widened in pure terror, as if he already knew his fate would not be a pleasant one.

"Eh... something tells me your balls won't be resting for long," Lillith said provocatively, leaning slightly to observe Brad's reaction more closely.

His eyes instantly widened. He tried to struggle, but the ropes kept him still. Lillith saw his facial muscles tense, his breath quickening with anticipation of what was to come. It was a silent desperation, as his mouth was sealed by the bindings. She shrugged, turning back to the group.

"Let's get this over with."

Armand sat down on the ground and closed his eyes, concentrating deeply. He began channeling his energy, attempting to establish a mental link with Seraphina. The tension in the air was palpable. They all remained silent, watching as the magic unfolded before them.

Seconds passed. Then minutes. Finally, Armand opened his eyes, his expression now intense with seriousness. He stood up with determination.

"I explained everything to her," he announced. "Seraphina is going to create the portal on her end and interrogate these two when they arrive."

Lillith smiled again, looking at Brad. "Oh, dear... If I were you, I'd start praying. I don't think your new hostess is going to be gentle."

Brad's desperation became even more evident. His body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with fear. But, trapped and unable to speak, all he could do was face the impending fate.

Armand then raised his hands and began drawing a glowing symbol in the air. The lines started small but quickly grew, expanding into a complete circle of pure energy. The air around them shimmered, and then, with a flash, a portal opened before them.

On the other side, Seraphina awaited with an elegant smile. She was wearing a striking black-and-white dress, low-cut and hugging her curves perfectly. Her sharp gaze analyzed the situation calmly before speaking.

"Hello, dears," she said in a gentle tone, but one laden with mystery. "How's everything going?"

Luminar sighed and immediately responded. "Terrible..."

Armand, with little enthusiasm, added, "Kind of bad... and chaotic."

Emma smiled slightly. "Complicated... but nothing too bad."

Lillith, on the other hand, just gave a small mischievous smile. "I think it's fun."

Seraphina blinked a few times, tilting her head. "Ah..." was all she said in response, still maintaining her smile.

Without further delay, they pushed the bound twins through the portal. The two disappeared into the magical light, and Seraphina calmly received them on the other side.

Before closing the portal, she looked at Armand. "Where are you now?"

Armand provided the exact location and estimated the travel time. "About a day until we reach the city."

Luminar sighed heavily and crossed his arms. "And then comes the hard part... Convincing Lyhia to open the mountain path."

Seraphina furrowed her brow slightly but accepted the information naturally. "Understood. Given everything, I imagine you'll complete the mission in two or three days."

She then gave one last smile and waved. "Good luck, dears. I'll see you soon."

The portal glowed brightly one last time and then closed, leaving the group once again alone in the forest.

They all stood in silence for a few moments, absorbing the moment. Lillith stretched her arms and looked at the others. "Well... now what?"

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The portal closed with a ghostly glow, reflecting the luminous light in Seraphina’s ruby ​​hair. She remained silent for a few seconds, her eyes scanning the twins tied before her. Slowly, unhurriedly, she walked to a table in the corner of the room, her nails sliding over the polished wooden surface. She picked up a few stacked papers and casually examined them before putting them away in a drawer.

Seraphina then sat on the table, crossing her legs. Synthila, with her back to her, could not see her expression, but Brad… Brad could. He saw that gaze that settled on him, and felt something deeply instinctive stirring inside him: a cold, suffocating fear. He could not explain exactly why, but it was as if an invisible shadow was enveloping his mind, slowly consuming his courage.

Seraphina forced a smile, a calculated gesture, and then slid off the table, her high heels making a sound, the only sound in the room, with each step on the wooden floor. She approached the twins calmly. Her gaze remained fixed on Brad, and when she finally stopped in front of him, she gently lifted one foot and placed it on one of his balls.

Even without applying any pressure, Brad shivered. His entire body reacted to the touch as if anticipating unbearable pain, and a small moan escaped his lips without him being able to contain it. This made Seraphina smile for real this time, her eyes taking on a gleam of genuine satisfaction.

"It's time for the three of us to have a little chat," she said, her voice soft, almost sweet. She paused briefly and tilted her head slightly, as if reconsidering her words. "Actually... the five of us," she added, nudging Brad's two large balls with the tip of her foot.

Brad felt panic creep up his spine like an icy poison. He knew the feeling. He had only ever felt something like it in Eliza's presence. But Seraphina... Seraphina could instill an equal fear, perhaps even worse.

"Valerya," Seraphina called, her eyes never leaving Brad's.

Almost immediately, a figure appeared. Valerya entered the room with a firm and professional posture. Her shirt with two buttons open, a mix of chic and aggressive.

"Take them to the school prison, please," Seraphina ordered, her voice filled with a dangerous calm. "Keep them tied up and awake."

Valerya nodded without question, approaching the twins and firmly holding the rope that kept them tied. Synthila immediately resisted, leaning her body back and trying to free herself, while Brad, hesitantly, tried to do the same.

Not that it made much difference.

Seraphina sighed lightly and then added, without any change in tone of voice:

"Oh... and if they resist too much, you can do whatever you want with his eggs."

Brad immediately shuddered, as if a bolt of lightning had passed through his body. His face went pale and his eyes widened. All the tension he had been putting in to resist disappeared in an instant, and he stood completely still. He didn't even dare look at Valerya, because he knew that if he saw any sign of interest in those words, his mind would simply collapse.

Now only Synthila was still resisting, and with Brad giving in, it was easy for Valerya to pull them along without much effort, dragging them out of the room towards the school cells.

Seraphina watched them go with an amused look, before finally sighing and leaning back slightly in the chair behind the desk. She rested her elbow on the arm of the chair and rested her face in the palm of her hand, letting out a short sigh.

"Armand… how long it's taking for this mission…" she muttered to herself. "This school feels a bit strange without him…"

For a brief moment, this thought seemed to cross her mind, and then she realized what she was thinking. Soon after, she shook her head, almost as if denying what she had just said, making her hat tilt slightly to the side, and then she jumped to her feet.

"Well, we don't have time to waste," she said, snapping her fingers. A sharp smile appeared on her face as she pulled on a pair of red gloves and slowly put them on. "We have nuts to pop!"

Without further delay, Seraphina left the room with firm steps, heading directly towards the school cells, ready to begin her "little chat" with the twins.
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Seraphina walked down a long flight of stairs, arriving in a hallway filled with cells.

As she walked between the cells, she glanced into one specific one... Esmeralda was sitting there, motionless, her face grim. Seraphina looked away for a moment, but soon looked back at her from the corner of her eye.

"I'm sorry about that," Seraphina said in a calm tone. "Armand will be back soon with the cure for the curse."

Esmeralda didn't even hesitate before answering.

"Fuck you," she said dryly, her expression hardening even more. "When he comes back I'm going to crush what's left of his balls."

Seraphina just smirked, showing no reaction to the insult. She kept walking until she found Valerya in the hallway. The woman held out a key without saying anything.

Seraphina took the key and walked forward, arriving at a completely locked cell. There were no bars, no windows, just a sturdy iron door set into a brick wall. She turned the key in the lock and entered without hesitation. As soon as she passed through the doorway, the key disappeared from her hand. Her gaze immediately turned to the two prisoners. Synthila, with her hands tied behind her back, watched her with a defiant expression. Brad, on the other hand, looked different… smaller, almost unrecognizable compared to the confident mage who had faced his enemies with determination. Seraphina crouched in front of Synthila, her presence completely dominating the space. Synthila wasted no time. She spat in the direction of Seraphina's face, but missed by inches. Seraphina dodged it with absurd speed, as if she had already expected it. "We won't tell anything, you bitch," Synthila spat the words hatefully. Seraphina raised an eyebrow, a small smile forming on her lips. Gently, she slid her gloved hand over the girl's face, as if it were a gentle caress.

"Oh, I don't expect anything from you, girl..."

She slowly stood up, walking to the other side of the cell. Now, her eyes were on Brad. He was shaking. The fear that consumed his body was almost palpable.

"But him... ah... him I know he'll tell," Seraphina said, her voice filled with cruel sweetness.

Brad swallowed hard, his gaze wavering. He couldn't hide his fear.

Seraphina bent down again, this time resting her hand on one of his balls.

"So... what's your name, boy?"

"Yeah... it's Brad..." his voice came out shaky, almost choking on the words.

"HEY, YOU IDIOT, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO GIVE OUT INFORMATION EASY LIKE THIS, ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Synthila screamed, pulling her arms in a futile attempt to free herself.

Seraphina didn't even bother with the girl's outburst. She just smiled, keeping her hand in the same position.

"Oh... Brad, yeah?" Her voice was melodic, almost affectionate. "Okay... what about your sister? What's her name?"

"BRAD, IF YOU SAY THAT, YOU'LL FACE ME!" Synthila screamed, her fury boiling over.

Brad remained silent. His eyes were shaking, his body seemed paralyzed.

"Brad?..." Seraphina tilted her head slightly. "I asked you a question..."

The seconds seemed to drag on. Then, finally, Brad broke the silence.

"Please... my balls don't..."

Seraphina took a deep breath, as if trying to be patient.

"Brad, listen, it's okay for now, okay?" She tilted her head slightly, the smile never leaving her lips. "A beautiful woman with her hands on your crotch… just fun, isn't it?"

She ran her gloved fingers lightly over his balls, sending an immediate shiver through Brad's body.

"You don't want the fun to end, do you?"

Brad was speechless for a few seconds. But then…

"...It's Synthila..."

Seraphina smiled, pleased.

"Oh, what a beautiful name," she commented, as if complimenting an adorable child.

"BRAD, YOU IDIOT! ARE YOU AFRAID THAT SHE'LL HURT YOUR USELESS LITTLE SHIT?! IS THAT IT?! THEN YOU KNOW THAT SOME TIME THEY'RE GOING TO RELEASE US, AND WHEN THAT HAPPENS, I'M GOING TO TURN THESE SHIT INTO JELLY! I CAN'T BELIEVE I TRIED TO SAVE THESE SHIT, AND AT WHAT COST?! NOW I'M HERE, AND YOU CAN'T EVEN KEEP SILENT IN THANKFULNESS! AND AAAAAGHHH!"

Synthila's voice was abruptly cut off when Seraphina pulled her hair hard, tilting her head back.

"Are we going to remain civil here?" Seraphina's voice was sweet, but the threat behind it was clear.

Seraphina turns her gaze to Brad, studying him for a moment.

"So, Brad... if I remember correctly, Armand, the professor you fought, said he took your arm off with one blow, but I can see that it's still here in one piece..."

She runs her hand gently over his arm, as if touching something unimportant, but her eyes shine with subtle threat.

"Could you explain to me what happened?"

Brad hesitates, swallowing hard, a heavy silence falls.

"Oh Brad, if you say that, Eliza will eat your balls like little peanuts for breakfast, you know that..." Synthila says

"Girl... please... UGH..."

With that, Seraphina presses her hand on Brad's right ball, making him shudder.

"I'm trying to be nice, Brad, but you're not letting me..."

Brad starts to sweat, his breathing quickening. He tries to pull back, but he can't escape Seraphina's firm grip.

"No... please... I... ugh..."

She squeezes harder, harder, pressing the ache deep into his balls even more.

"Please... I... ughhh...."

Seraphina, unmoved, continues to squeeze, her smile becoming more menacing.

"We have a strong person here, huh? Most 'males' would have said everything by now, I'm impressed."

Brad, now visibly distressed, tries to resist.

"Synthila... help... me... here... ugh..."

Synthila looks up in disdain, her patience running out.

"Huh? Help? It's not my fault men have such stupid weaknesses! Put up with it, idiot!"

Seraphina, seemingly insensitive, squeezes even harder, eliciting a painful response from Brad. He starts to moan, the pain in his testicles increasing by the second.

"Ughhhhh... no... no... please..."

She lets out, pausing as she looks at him with an appraising look.

"Yeah, I gotta say, you must be terrified of saying that, huh? You held out 20% of my strength, impressive. I don't think any of the teachers here could keep a secret that well."

Brad feels an intense pain, his body shaking with that sentence... 20%?! That was one of the worst pains he's ever felt in his life!

"Well, though, Brad, I gotta tell you that I'm not kidding, and I'm going to get my answer, no matter how much time or your balls cost me."

Seraphina starts to adjust her gloves again.

She takes three slow steps towards him, placing a stiletto of her high heel on top of his left ball. Just with the touch of the heel, without any pressure yet, panic grows in Brad's eyes.

"Brad, you must have noticed how big my breasts are, right?... And imagine how heavy they are... And I'm telling you, they're VERY heavy..."

Brad, desperate, shakes his head, trying to deny it, but already knowing what was coming.

Synthila, irritated, rolls her eyes, seriously? Breasts?

"Now, Brad, if you don't tell me what happened, all that weight is going to fall right on top of that sensitive and delicate ball of yours."

"Girl..."

"And you know... I've never seen a man whose ball could hold all that weight..."

"No... don't do that..."

Seraphina starts to apply light pressure, making Brad cough, his eyes widening in pain.

"Just tell me, Brad... or else..."

She puts more pressure, and Brad starts to suffer with the intensity of the weight on his left ball. He shudders, the pain spreading throughout his body.

"OGGGHHHHH!"

"So?..."

"MAGIC! IT'S MAGIC!!!"

Brad screams, his words coming out in a desperate stream.

Seraphina takes her foot off his ball and watches him with interest.

But the seconds of relief are short. She advances again with the force of her foot, flying towards Brad's balls.

"UGHHHHHH, WHY????!!..."

"Magic?! MAGIC?! OF COURSE IT'S MAGIC, LOOK AT THE WORLD WE LIVE IN, DAMN IT! DO I LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT?! I KNOW IT'S MAGIC, DAMN IT! I'M ASKING WHAT MAGIC IT IS!"

With Brad still coughing and trying to recover, Seraphina applies her heel directly to his left ball, crushing it with the pressure. The pain is almost unbearable.

"Now, you have five seconds before I decide to put all the weight on you and you say goodbye to your precious left jewel."

"1!"

"NO, NO, MY BALLS, UGHHH!"

"2!"

"HOLD ON, YOU IDIOT! IF YOU TELL, ELIZA WILL DO WORSE!" Synthila screams, her voice full of contempt.

"3!"

"SHE'S GOING TO BURN MY BALLS!!!"

"4!"

"SOMETIMES IT'S BETTER THIS WAY, MAYBE YOU'D BE LESS OF A DUMBASS WITHOUT THIS SHIT!" Synthila screams, her anger boiling over.

"5!"

"NO, NO, NO, WAIT! IT'S TORNE! TORNE! THE WIZARD TORNE! HE MADE A CURSE THAT REGENERATES!"

Seraphina stops and takes her foot away, crouching down in front of him again. She lifts his face with a delicate finger on his chin, as if she were a true owner.

"Was it that hard, sweetie?"

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Brad, already weak and shaking, breathes heavily while Seraphina watches him with a sinister smile.

"So, Torne is a great wizard, and he got together with Eliza, is that it?" Seraphina asks, still with the smile of someone who already knows the answer.

"Yes..." Brad mumbles, almost cringing. "Torne has the power to apply a curse. Any damage done to the cursed person regenerates over time. The curse can be lifted if Torne wants it, or... if... it is removed by the... root..."

Synthila interrupts with a laugh, her voice calm and full of irony. "That is, by your balls."

Brad shudders at hearing that, but knows there is no escaping the truth.

"Yes..." he says, his voice trembling. "If both testicles are destroyed, the curse of immortality breaks... but if only one is destroyed, it regenerates."

"Ahhh..." Synthila says, smiling mischievously. "Eliza assured him that his left ball would always be safe, and would never be destroyed. But the right one... Ahh, heh... I had some good fun with that nut, they were great training, haha..." Synthila adds, enjoying the memory.

Brad shrinks even more, embarrassed by the conversation.

"But then... Torne lifted my curse as punishment for failing the school attack..."

Seraphina laughs at the situation, knowing well how the power game works. "And that's why you're now terrified of losing your balls, heh?"

Brad lowers his head, blushing with embarrassment.

"Relax, I'll leave your precious ones alone, in a moment." Seraphina says, with a softer tone, but her smile doesn't hide the amusement she feels at seeing Brad's distress. She gives his ball a little flick, making him groan in pain.

"Sorry, I just love how pathetic these little things are," Seraphina says, flicking her balls up in the air with small pats like toys, delighted with the effect she has.

She stands up and walks over to Synthila, her gaze clearly conveying threat.

"See, my dear? It just took a little... 'pressure'." Seraphina laughs, her voice full of venom.

"Now, my thing is with you," she says, looking at Synthila with hatred in her eyes.

"I heard Armand fought you too..." Seraphina says, pausing slightly, letting the tension build.

The silence in the room is palpable, until Seraphina continues, her smile sharp as a blade.

"And that you... shall we say... managed to get to certain parts of him..."

Synthila smiles confidently, her expression defiant. "And you can bet that if it were 10 seconds earlier, I would have destroyed those nuggets, and there would be nothing left to tell the story."

Seraphina lets out a short laugh, but the malice in her words is clear. "I believe, I believe. I've destroyed many too, but... unfortunately, I need those nuggets..."

With a quick movement, Seraphina grabs Synthila's neck with surprising strength, her eyes now glowing with a red intensity.

"And unfortunately for you, I really like Armand. So, I guess you'll have to suffer a little at my hands too, just like you made him suffer."

Seraphina's power gathers around her, her hair glowing with a red aura while her eyes strike extreme fear into Synthila. Even so, she maintains an impassive expression.

However, as she grabs Synthila by the neck and looks directly into her eyes, Seraphina realizes something. The power around her begins to diminish, her expression of anger turning to surprise.

"These... marks..." She whispers, shocked. "Shit, how did I not notice before?!"

She lets go of Synthila and quickly approaches Brad, lifting his head.

"Shit!" She exclaims, noticing the same marks in his eyes.

"These marks..." Seraphina mutters to herself, before turning and running out of the room.

In the hallway, she finds Valerya.

"Watch them for a while! Don't be aggressive, but make sure they don't run away!" Seraphina orders, already starting to climb the stairs.

She enters her room and immediately contacts Armand.

A few seconds pass, and then Armand's voice rings out. "Miss Seraphina?"

"Armand, I have a problem!" She says, wasting no time.

"Huh?" He answers, aware of Seraphina's urgent tone.

"We'll need to bring more bonds... Esmeralda isn't the only one whose mind is being controlled."

Armand quickly understands the situation, already knowing that she was talking about the twins. "I also have important information."

Seraphina, in a hurry, says: "One of the brothers told me about this "Torne" guy. I'll tell you everything."

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