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“So let me get this straight,” Beidou said, furrowing her brow. “You need me to babysit this Kujou girl?”
“Something like that,” Yelan replied. “More of a keep-away, really. I want some time with the other members of the delegation and Kujou Sara is notoriously stubborn.”
“Sounds like a handful.”
“I’m sure you can handle it. Unless you have you hands full with our dear Tianquan.”
Beidou glanced down. “Only for today. Then it’s work, work, work again.”
“Well, even if it’s short lived, it’s still good to see her cut loose. So to speak.”
Ningguang, though mentioned, didn’t react. The conversation went over her head quite literally. She’d been put in an armbinder and leather hood and set to work on Beidou’s crotch. They’d both been invited to a private room in Xinyue Kiosk, but when Yelan made clear she only had business with the intrepid captain… well, the gear had been conveniently placed nearby and Beidou wasted no time in using it.
“She got a vision?” Beidou asked, reaching under the table to push Ningguang a little deeper.
“Yes, Electro. Another reason I thought you’d be a good match.”
“Yeah, sure. And she got military experience?”
“Mostly as an officer. Though very skilled in ranged combat, I doubt she’ll be a match for you.”
“And are you gonna introduce us, or is your friend gonna stay anonymous?”
Now Yelan glanced down. A woman in quite the same situation as Ningguang was busy licking her exposed privates. The only difference was that her tall and lean body was completely naked.
“You wouldn’t know her,” Yelan shrugged. “She’s visiting from Mondstadt to get to know us better. Her name’s Jean.”
“Cute butt.”
“Thank you, captain.”
“Actually, what are you even doing here? I thought you were chasing spies in the Chasm.”
“I wrapped it up, mostly, and I’m tending to Uncle Tian this weekend.”
“Oh, it’s your turn. Good luck, then.”
“Thanks.”
“He’s into spanking now.”
“I know.”
“Well, I’ll do it,” Beidou relented. “I’m in town anyway. You ARE paying, right?”
“It’s already in your pocket.”
Beidou checked her pocket and found a small but hefty purse. It was definitely enough, generous even, but when did she…?
“And you can keep the armbinder and hood.”
“Ooh, thanks. I’d hate to let her out so soon.”
“Tomorrow, then.”
“Yeah, see you - “ Beidou thought again. “Well, probably not.”
It was actually amazing how quickly things got out of hand. The Inazuman delegation arrived mid-morning, two brightly-haired girls and a taller, darker one - Kujou Sara, judging by Yelan’s description. Beidou waited at the pier with Yanfei and a vaguely familiar girl called Kuki, who arrived from Inazuma a few days earlier.
Beidou left most of the talking to Yanfei - she was never one for diplomacy, she was just there as muscle. It wasn’t even two minutes, though, before the Kujou lady interrupted and asked about the talks with Yelan. When Yanfei hesitated Beidou just flat out told her she wasn’t invited, which started an immediate argument that escalated to a shouting match, glaring confrontations and masked threats. Long story short, it was a good thing they were at a dock.
Beidou secured the last of the knots and stood up. The two Inazuman girls had a strange expression on their faces - like a mix of admiration and bewilderment. Beidou actually doubted herself for a moment, but decided that if she messed up, it was on Yelan. Kujou herself was much less ambiguous in her reaction and was screaming foul threats into her gag. She’d been tied into a tight ball with little wiggle room; Beidou was more lenient at first, but then Sara’s kick hit her shin.
“How about you girls go ahead,” Beidou sighed, picking Sara up. “I’ll give miss priss here a tour of my ship.”
It was a strange trip to the Alcor - it wasn’t the first time Beidou did it with a captive, but it was usually Ningguang. Doing it with a foreign lady was oddly disquieting. Once on board Beidou ordered some wine and took the squirming package to her chambers.
Half a bottle later she was feeling much nicer, and by then Sara had calmed down and just coldly watched her.
“Tell you what,” Beidou said, “if you don’t make a fuss, I’ll give you some wine.”
Sara raised her eyebrows, then nodded.
“I don’t want wine, actually,” she said once ungagged. “I won’t start shouting again, though, so can you leave me like this?”
Beidou shrugged. “Sure. Just don’t get annoying.”
“I’ll do my best,” Sara said dryly. After Beidou had a few more glugs of wine, she asked: “So why are you doing Yelan’s bidding? You don’t seem like one of her goons.”
Beidou grinned. “I don’t, do I? Nah, it’s simple, really. She’s an old friend and she payed me.”
“That’s what friends are for, huh?”
Beidou laughed. “She just knows how I work. What can I say, wine ain’t cheap.”
“So can I pay you to release me?”
Beidou eyed the bound woman. Even in her predicament she kept an air of authority about her, which both impressed and irritated Beidou.
“Sorry, hon,” Beidou said. “I’m not a mercenary, I just like being compensated for favours. You’ll have to get much friendlier with me to get to ask for anything.”
“...I see.”
“What’s your deal, anyway?” Beidou popped another bottle. “The other girls seemed more than happy to ditch you, why not let them?”
“Because it’s my duty to guard them,” Sara said seriously, “and I don’t trust Yelan. Do YOU trust her?”
Beidou had to think about it. “With my life? Definitely. To not double cross me? Probably not. She’s a weird one, she’ll use you, but she’ll make sure you come out unharmed.”
“And you’re happy being used?”
Beidou frowned. “I’m not being used, I’m helping out.”
“What’s the difference?”
Beidou was getting annoyed. “That I’m her pal, not some random mook.”
“I thought the difference was knowing what it’s all about.”
Beidou narrowed her eyes. Sara returned a steady gaze. “You’re being very chatty for someone in your position,” Beidou growled.
Sara sneered. “Then gag me and go back to thinking she respects you.”
Beidou stood up. She was angry, but even intoxicated as she was she knew better than to lash out. “Well then,” she said calmly. “What do YOU think it’s about?”
Sara regarded her carefully and with more respect than before. “I think it’s about leverage,” she said quietly. “Yelan is loyal to Liyue, this I know. And the potential partnership with Inazuma is good for Liyue. However, she doesn’t trust us enough to just let us negotiate honestly. She wants some leverage on Inazuman nobility in case we demand too much, and she knew I’d stop her if I was around. She doesn’t care how it affects our security, our honour and our traditions.”
Beidou thought about it. It did seem like something Yelan would do, and it was a pretty shitty thing, but then again… for all she knew, this Sara chick was just pretending to be concerned but had an angle of her own. Which was she, a loyal bodyguard or a cunning agent? She couldn’t know for sure, but she could test for ego…
“Okay,” Beidou said. She went over and started untying Kujou Sara. “I’ll help, but I need to test something first.”
Sara, free, stood up and rubbed her wrists. “Of course. What is it?”
Beidou smiled. “Show me your ass.”
Sara gazed at her, surprised, then turned around and pulled her underwear down.
“Now kneel and beg me.”
Kujou Sara prostrated herself before Beidou. “Please, Captain Beidou. Help me protect my wards and fulfill my duty. I’ll do whatever it takes.”
Beidou sat down and pulled her own underwear aside. “Then make me cum.”
Without hesitation Sara plunged her face into Beidou’s privates. Beidou expected that, but she didn’t expect the skill Sara had. Her tongue went deep and hard, quickly finding Beidou’s weak spots and pressing them gently but firmly. Her rhythm and technique were immaculate and Beidou found herself doubled over, clutching the dark hair with both hands until the tide rising in her reached its apex.
Sara waited patiently, not even wiping her face while Beidou was catching her breath. “Anything else, Captain Beidou?”
“You’re good at this,” Beidou said once she could.
Sara shrugged. “I’m a servant to Inazuma and its Shogun. However I am called to serve, I serve. Would you like anything else?”
“Nah, we’re good. I’ll help ya get back - “ Beidou stopped. Sara WAS offering, and she was pretty hot, and Beidou always had a thing for messing with uptight women…
“Actually there’s more, but we can do it on our way.”
It was less awkward on the sail back to shore, but Sara was quite stiff by the end of it.
“So you never had a buttplug?” Beidou asked incredulously. “Even though you’ve been doing… stuff… since you were an adult?”
“Women don’t do it in Inazuma,” Sara grunted, “but I’ll get used to it. Don’t mind me.”
“Look, I wouldn’t have asked if I knew - wouldn’t have picked my biggest either…“
“I said it’s fine!” Sara was hunched over a bit, grimacing. “Just tell me who used it last, please.”
It was probably during Ning’s last visit to the Alcor, after she secured that big trade deal… “I did,” Beidou said reluctantly, “but we cleaned it good after.”
“Then I shall bear it with pride,” Sara said and straightened herself. “Now, where to?”
She was a trooper, that’s for sure. “We should start at Yelan’s teahouse. Even if they’re not there, we might get a hint.”
“Then please, lead the way.”
They attracted glances from the many dock workers and passerbys. It was partly the sight of Beidou with a strange woman, partly said woman’s exposed chest. Her black leotard was pulled in and her firm breasts were hanging out, rhythmically bouncing with her impatient gait. It was Beidou’s second request, which was also accepted without question.
“You don’t seem too bothered,” Beidou said as they climbed the busy street.
“Do you know what we do in our festivals?”
“Something kinky?”
“Come visit and you’ll understand. Is this it?” She pointed at the unassuming teahouse. Beidou nodded.
“Yeah. Let me do the talking.”
She ignored the bouncer (who wisely stepped aside) and strode straight to Yelan’s office. She wasn’t there, but her secretary was and looking very nervous.
“Captain Beidou!” she cried as soon as they walked in. “Thank goodness! But how did you get here so quickly?”
Beidou stopped and blinked. This wasn’t what she expected. “What?”
“I sent you a message just a few minutes ago! I only got the word myself, I didn’t know what to do…”
Something wasn’t right. “What are you talking about? What happened?”
“The delegates, the hosts - “ she anxiously clasped her hands. “They’ve all been kidnapped!”
Beidou and Sara were charging down the road towards the western pass. The delegates had met with Yelan and Ningguang, they’ve been told, and the party went for a stroll on Mt. Tianheng’s slopes. The waiting attendants got worried when the party was late to return, but no action was taken until an out-of-breath guard showed up to report the attack. They were ambushed and taken hostage, he reported. He managed to slip away and watch - the last he saw of them, they were taking the ladies towards Qingxu Pool.
Anyone else may have dreaded the many ramifications such an incident could bring, but for Beidou this was simple. Ning and the others were in danger. Nothing else mattered.
Luckily for them the kidnapped were all vision holders. They quickly found some signs that helped them track the route - some unnaturally wet grass, shiny rocks or slightly frosted water. They all stopped suddenly (probably when the kidnappers noticed and took the visions), but by then the direction was clear. Beidou knew there was a regular treasure hoarder meeting place ahead, and she led them around to the ridge above it so they could see -
Below them unfolded a wild scene. More than a dozen treasure hoarders were loudly partying around some poles. There was wine, pastries and a slowly roasting boar, and to the poles were cruelly bound four women. They had been stripped and heavily restrained, but you could still recognize them by their hair. Ningguang was bound facing the pole, her arms around it and her legs spread apart. Two hoarders were taking turns sodomizing her and emptying a wine bottle. The silver haired girl - Kami-something, Beidou thought - had one leg on the ground and another tied to the pole’s top. A hoarder was using her mouth while another teased her vagina with a dildo. The other girl - Kokomi? - was hung spreadeagled between two poles. Cum was dripping down her legs, but for now some hoarders just idly threw pebbles at her, using her nipples as targets. Finally, Kuki was tied kneeling, mostly obscured by the man fucking her face. Beidou couldn’t see Yelan or Yanfei - perhaps they were at the nearby hut.
“Okay,” she said quietly, “we can take them unless they threaten the hostages. But I think if we surprise them they scatter and we can secure the wait, why are you sitting down?”
Sara had allowed herself to fall to her knees, clear relief on her face. All the tension faded away, even her ass-cheeks relaxed.
“It’s just treasure hoarders!” she said, almost laughing. “I thought the Fatui got them!”
“Yeah, I guess it’s better - “ Beidou was, once again, confused. “But they’re still in a tight spot, shouldn’t we do something?”
“Do you know how many times they’ve been captured on purpose? They enjoy submission, but non-ritualistic bondage is taboo between Inazumans, so… Treasure hoarders.”
“You mean they ASKED for this?”
“Not directly, but I know how to pamper my guests,” Yelan said.
“MOTHER FU-”
“Careful, Captain. Don’t blow our cover just yet.”
Yelan was standing behind them, and Beidou scrambled to her feet. “Dude what the fuck!”
“Please, calm down. I’ll explain everything.”
Beidou stared at the blue-tinged woman. She looked as confident as ever, though she wisely replaced her typical smugness with apologetic humility. She stepped to Sara and bowed. “Madam Kujou, I am sorry for your rough reception in our land and offer my sincere apologies. Please allow me to make amends and regain some of your trust.”
Sara stood up, brushing dirt from her clothes. “Then explain your little scheme, please.”
Yelan straightened. “A little before your visit I was contacted by Miss Kamisato. She wanted to discuss clan-specific matters in your absence, and also intimated - and forgive me if I misunderstood - that you crossed some sort of line. Therefore she asked for you to be handled… somewhat roughly. I chose a woman I knew would deliver.”
Kujou Sara’s expression went from cold judgement to sympathetic to guilty. “I… I suppose I may have deserved it, yes…”
“And Beidou…” Yelan turned to her. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you more, but I wanted to give you some excitement today.”
Beidou eyed her suspiciously.
Yelan sighed. “You never remember, do you?”
Beidou narrowed her eyes.
“It’s your birthday, idiot.”
Beidou’s eyes widened. “Holy shit, you’re right!”
“Ningguang knew she’d be busy with the Inazuma delegation and asked me to organize something for you. She probably meant a party, but I thought I could turn it into a fun little adventure.”
It took a moment for the implication to land. “Wait, YOU organized this!?”
“They’re hoarder acquaintances,” Yelan said calmly. “They’re rough around the edges but pretty nice guys. They would never normally do this, but when I offered them the chance for some consensual non-consent…”
Beidou fell on her butt. This was too much. “Do they know?”
“Not… explicitly, but I had the boys stage this in a way that suggests they’d be rescued eventually. Miss Kamisato and Miss Sangonomiya should be enjoying themselves…”
Sara nodded. “Immensely, I would imagine.”
“Kuki is used to satisfying men, and I sent Yanfei home since it’s really not her thing. I think Ningguang is the only one feeling any kind of anxiety, but I thought you’d appreciate that…”
Beidou chuckled. She tried kidnapping play with Ning before, but this was definitely better. “So what now?”
“Well,” Yelan smiled, “now we get to join in. The guys will play along with whatever you want so have fun. You can choose whether to go top or bottom - I’m still undecided myself, but we can always switch later. Of course, you’re welcome to join as well, Madam Kujou. And if you’re interested I know some of the boys would love to sub for you. You can also choose how long to maintain the pretense - the girls can be deafened, if you want - and if you have other ideas, please tell me. I’d like to make it up to both of you.”
Sara smiled. “How very considerate of you, Lady Yelan. I’ll sub, I think. It’s what I’m used to. And can they save some of the food for me?”
“Oh, there’ll be much more whenever you wish for it. Ningguang gave me a budget and I used all of it. I should mention some other friends will join us later - not too many, Beidou, I know what you like. And there’s cake and harder alcohol. But for now - “
She whistled and some of the treasure hoarders jumped and rushed up towards them. Yelan introduced everybody and whispered something to one of them. He smiled, approached Kujou Sara and blindfolded her. She knelt down and didn’t resist when they bound and gagged her. She yelped when one of them started playing with her butt-plug, and shrieked when another leaked her foot. She started struggling and moaning desperately when feathers were produced and used to tease her, and the group laughed and cheered as they carried her down the hill.
“Her feet are her weak point,” Yelan said. “She looks cute like that, doesn’t she?”
Beidou looked after them. “You’re a cunning bitch, Yelan.”
Yelan smiled and patted Beidou’s shoulder. “For you, anything. So? Wanna fuck me up?”
Beidou stood up. “Nah, gotta give Ning some love first, and then I want some wine. Maybe later, if you’re lucky.”
“Oh, I think you’ll get tied up before I do. I’ll have you begging for more by the end.”
“Not with my fist up your ass you won’t.”
They both laughed and started down the slope.
It was gonna be one hell of a party.