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Who would have thought how many mysteries were on these island? Sure, it turned out that Alice used one of them to put play things on it for us all to enjoy, but that doesn't mean that is the only thing here. The traveler has mentioned some special murals that showed that there was other people that inhabited this place. That along with man-made ruins and even an island that had a mechanical puppet that appears to have come from Inazuma. Either way, all of these factors are interesting and I wish to examine some of these more. The traveler explained to me that they were already taking pictures of the murals from all over the islands so they could just give me copies of them later to look over and figure out what to do with them. For now though, he was going to look over this puppet. We have all already fought against it and it hasn't risen since so I assumed it would be perfectly fine to research it. I was able to get close enough to touch it and see some of it's closer details of the puppet.
Upon closer inspection, there was a human face under the samurai helmet, though it was a bit tough to get off so I kept it on after barely getting it over the mouth. It had ball joint looking limbs, which was weird with the flexibility of its movements, but from what I saw earlier when watching it fight, its movements were a little choppy at times. The puppet strings were sort of an enigma to me as I didn't know what they were connected to or what was making it move if not the strings, but I could hypothesize that it could have to do with the fact it seems to use anemo so perhaps that's what is pulling the strings? Either way, I should write this down.
I turned to grab my notes to write down some of the information on the mechanical puppet, getting halfway through my analysis before I was hit really hard in the back of the head with something, eyes widening as I felt white hot pain pound through my head, knocking me hard into the ground. I felt blood starting to flow out of the back of my head, staining my blond hair as I struggled to get up before feeling the puppet stomp a foot onto my back, enough to bruise, but not enough to actually break anything. Didn't stop it from being painful and knocking the air out of my lungs, making me wheeze and cough out though. I looked up panicked as I tried to get my sword, but the puppet swiped his sword to move it out of my grasp before looking back down to me before readying his sword.
I panicked and used my vision to try and stun it to get it off of me by summoning a Solar Isotoma next to me, but it was stabbed through by the sword and dissipated. I was about to make another one when a hand grabbed for my vision and threw it to the side where the sword was. I was panicking at this point and trying to move out from under him before he moved his foot from my upper to lower back, readied another swing and quickly swung it. At that point, I thought the worst would come, but I was very wrong as I felt the blade nick my back, giving a not so deep cut, but enough to bleed and sting, but that wasn't what bothered me. Why wasn't I dead was the main question. Not much time passed before more cuts were made, barely cutting more into my back, making thin slashes into my back, but my coat and shirt were in shreds eventually where the puppet could tear it easily with a pull. And that it did.
Tearing came as he pulled a bit, the now weak fabric giving little resistance as I barely lifted a little off the ground before getting a face full of dirt. The cool ocean breeze made me shiver a bit as my now bare upper half that was bleeding slightly was revealed. "W-what do you want? What is the goal here? Can you even answer. Hey-" My hair was grabbed, the puppet removing his foot from my lower back and pulling me up by my hair. I winced as my head was pounding at the pain from earlier mixing with the new stinging from my hair being gripped and being pulled up. That was stopped soon as the puppet put his arm around my neck, not to the point of choking me, but to the point I couldn't move or really look anywhere but up at him as he positioned the sword to my stomach. Was it going to finally kill him?
"Kaeya!? Jean, Klee! Barbara!? Traveler! Please someo-ghn!" I was cut off by the puppet tightening his arm around me for a second, a choked noise escaping as I went to claw at the arm and sleeve. Slowly, the sword was moved closer and closer, me closing my eyes after feeling the tip barely poke at my stomach to poke it before it was pulled away. And then as I braced myself, the sword cut through my shorts and underwear underneath, making my eyes pop open widely and look down as the puppet moved the sword to the other leg to cut that one out too, though this time the cut was pressed harder down and cut his leg. The fabric not able to hold itself to my hips anymore and falling to the puppet's feet.
I was completely exposed and naked minus my stockings, boots and gloves.
I started to struggle more and more, kicking and choking out as the arm tightened more around my neck to try and keep me silent, a slight fuzz eventually invading my senses from the asphyxiation. I had a really bad idea where this could be going, but I didn't really know why this mechanical puppet would want to do something like that. Why would this robot puppet want to...?
Either way, I was struggling, trying to yell to get someone- anyone's attention. It obviously wanted me awake for this as soon it stopped choking me with it's arm and decided to shove one of it's large fingers into my mouth, the taste being that of dirt and a slight salty, metallic taste that made me feel sick at it. I couldn't bite down to get it out as the fingers were made of a hard material rather than flesh like that of a person's. The arm from around my neck was moved to quickly grasp my leg and pulled it up, gripping it tightly to the point I knew it would leave bruises, but that was the least of my worries. I tried to struggle and wrench my leg out of the grasp only for the fingers to push my head back against the puppet's and causing me to gag around the fingers. My eyes watered as I tried to not throw up and kept on struggling. The puppet removed the fingers and I took a second to catch my breath, trying to not immediately throw up as I gagged and coughed.
The puppet used that to it's advantage and moved to bring the hand to pull down the pants that it was wearing. As I felt something prodding at my shoulder blades that was definitely not something I expected on a machine like this. "Why doe-" I was then lifted up by the puppet grasping at my other leg, pulling them apart to spread my legs. I was just barely face level with the puppet now, off the ground and the mechanical erection was pressed to my very unprepared entrance. "W-wait wait wait, stop!" I was promptly ignored.
The puppet moved to slowly push in, the tip being the size of a fist and the whole thing as long as my forearm. The stretch was unbearable already and I only just had the tip in. I tried to struggle and fight, but the puppet moved to hold me where I could barely move, my legs and arms trapped by the puppet's as it kept pushing in. I let out loud pained cries as I felt like I was going to burst, a bulge shown through my body at the large penetration. It was rubbing against every part of my insides, even touching some of the more pleasurable places, but I was still in pain from the stretch a sheer size of this thing. I can't handle this, it's too much.
This was barely the beginning too as it slowly pulled out painfully slow, almost pulling out completely before pushing back in faster than it went in, a pained yelp escaping my lips as it was excruciating. I was definitely bleeding as I felt the gargantuous…thing in me move and stretch me more than I'm able to handle. It was excruciating and I felt like throwing up again. I felt myself trying to call out again for anyone, just yelling for help, but of course everyone was on other parts of the archipelago. Just my luck, but I didn't stop. I didn't want this to happen.
"Traveler! Please, Traveler! You have to be somewhere near, right!? Traveler! I need yo-NGH!" The movements got faster as it skewered me more and more, my body tensing around it and tears flowing down my chin. It was starting to get hard to think as this thing used me as something to fill. Something to break and use.
I tried to keep calling, getting cut off more and more by unwanted noises as slowly the pain mingled with horrific pleasure. That unwanted pleasure as it kept hitting my sensitive spots with each drag of its dick in and out of me. Rather than screams and grunts from pain, now it was moans and whimpers as I was also horrified to see that I had gotten hard from this. 'I don't want this! I can't possibly want this. I wanted the Traveler, not this mechanical puppet. Why did this have to happen?'
I didn't even notice myself starting to moan out the traveler's name as my legs was spread more and the pace went faster. My vision went blurry from tears and starting to not focus on my reality, chest heaving rapidly from barely breathing between moans and sobs and my dick leaking and red from not being touched while everything was happening. It was all just too much and I wanted it to be over. I want to cum now. Please just let me cum now! I want it done!
I was brought over the edge eventually as I let out a loud cry, cumming hard onto my stomach and a bit splashing on the stone ground, but the puppet never stopped, even after I came down from my high and started to struggle again. "W-wait, no. S-stop!" I squirmed and thrashed, but was spread wide again, pain flaring where my legs met my hips and tensed up. My movements stopping seemed to please him as he started to move again. It was overwhelming as I realized how sensitive my body felt after my prior release. I kept getting moans and loud whines forced from my throat as I was thrusted into more harshly than before.
Pain melded with pleasure to become unrecognizable from one another and overstimulation clouded my vision as I didn't care anymore. The others were no where near and this didn't seem like the worst way to die anymore. Flashes of the traveler crossed my mind as I closed my eyes and started to moan their name more and more, the puppet moving faster as I was getting closer again. I wanted them so badly, I needed them. My moans and screams for them slowly made my voice hoarse and rough. "P..please...please..." My vision was fading as I was starting to pass out, feeling myself on the edge as I let out small whimpers and whines before my vision went black.
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"...do.....be.......Albedo...Albedo! Wake up!"
Everything sounded like it was underwater, my head pounding and body tired and aching. I felt miserable as I slowly stirred, but was tempted to just fall asleep again if not for the sound of a voice yelling at him. "He's awakening! Paimon, go get some water!" Paimon? Was that...the traveler?
I slowly opened my eyes, wincing at the sun above glaring into my eyes and shutting them again. "Albedo! Here, let me give you some water! You're really dehydrated. I have food too. Paimon, where's the water!" They sounded frantic from what I can hear. "Ngh...Traveler...? Wha-" I was immediately cut off by the other hugging me tightly, wincing again as I felt a stinging from the movement and from my back. Either way, they didn't let go. "I'm so sorry I didn't get there to help you! I tried to patch you up the best I could with what I have, but you were unconscious for hours!" I slowly opened my eyes again to look to them, worry very much evident on their face and tears in their eyes.
"Do you mind...letting go for a bit...?" They looked confused before realizing that I was in pain and leaned me back against a rock. "Sorry, you're hurt and that didn't really help. Damn it, Paimon! Hurry up!" Paimon floated over quickly with some water. "Paimon's sorry! Paimon couldn't find the water pouch and had to search through our stuff! Paimon will go get food!" And she floated off quickly again. I got my senses enough to noticed that I had bruises on a lot of my body, no doubt from the manhandling of the mechanical puppet. I was also bandaged up, them being a little damp with water and a little blood, and had Diluc's jacket over me. Barbara must have helped heal my wounds a bit. I took a long sip of water before I spoke again. "I assume the others helped a bit too...?"
"Yes. I don't know how long you were...dealing with that, but you were passed out and barely able to make a noise. I only came here to get some of the ganoderma when I saw..." Now that they mention it, I don't even know how long I was really out. I still feel sore and, embarrassed to say, loose. And my wounds are still bleeding slightly. "I'm sorry you even had to see me like that. If anything, I would have rather had it been of my own will. Wait, please tell me that Klee didn't..."
They shook their head. "Klee didn't see. All she knows is that you got injured, but she doesn't know the details. I'm assuming you wish to keep those from her considering..." They nodded. "I was also lucky Paimon was keeping watch over our stuff at the time too. She didn't see what was happening. I took down Maguu Kenki after getting you out of there. It really didn't want to let you go..." Interesting, I wonder why though. Either way, I'm just glad that it's over, but I still feel a little weird, like I can still feel the presence of it and feel it against my skin. It made me curl up a bit more in Diluc's jacket. "Do you think you could get me some clothing? I would rather not have you see me naked like this anymore."
"Oh! Sorry, I...don't really have much aside from extra pairs of my own clothes if you don't mind." I nodded. "I only need the basics so I don't need accessories or gloves. I might also need help getting in them too if you don't mind." The traveler went to get their clothes, coming back and helping him put them on. I cooperated to let them move me so that I could easily get into them before leaning back into the rock again. Paimon floated over with some of what looked like leftover hash browns. They smelt good and I realized with the rumble of my stomach that I haven't eaten anything since we gotten to these islands. They were also shaped like paw prints so Razor must have helped make them. "Can I...?"
"Of course, eat up and drink some water. You need more fluids after what happened." He nodded, flushing a little in embarrassment at that last comment and started to eat and drink, having to hold myself back from chugging the water. "Paimon will go tell the others that Albedo is awake, keep watch over him and let Paimon help out here." They nodded and watched her leave. Within about five minutes, I finished the food and drink and put the pouch and stuff to the side. "Thank you. You're cooking is better than last time you've cooked for me, then again it was amazing then too."
"You flatter me, but if you don't mind me asking, how did that even happen to you in the first place? I'm assuming a fight because of your wounds, but why?" I sighed and remembered that my vision and sword were gone and looked around. "Well, I was trying to research it a bit, assuming it was shut down permanently from our previous encounter, but after I got distracted with writing down what I could see and what I knew, it caught me off guard and then completely disarmed me. Where's my sword and vision by the way?" The traveler moved towards their camp before pilling out the sword and vision from their stuff, coming back to pass them to me. "They were a bit of a distance away from where you were. When I got there, you were unconscious and lain against the ruins with the puppet on top of you and...you probably know."
I'm not sure how to feel about that image as I could just imagine it in detail. Why am I imagining it? What is wrong with me right now? It's probably just me being tired. "Either way, I wish to just move on from that. I'll not let my guard down like that again. I'll probably need you there to watch over me too next time;" Another image flashed though my mind of what happened before I passed out, my imagination adding the traveler watching as I was moaning and screaming for them. I don't want them to see me like that again. Not that way. I need to stop this train of though. "To protect me in case I do so happen to make that mistake again."
I yawned as I leaned back into the rock. "I'm a bit exhausted still. Passing out doesn't exactly make you well rested." The traveler nodded, probably understanding that all too well now that I think about it. I closed my eyes and leaned back into the rock, slowly falling asleep. Before I was completely unconscious, I felt myself being moved to lean on something that had to have been the traveler's shoulder next to me. I could feel their hair barely against my face as they wrapped an arm around me. It felt safe. Maybe my dreams and thoughts would be safe like this just for a while. At least while they are here.
Or would I be met with the puppet again in my mind?