All characters depicted are fictional adults. This story is a work of fiction, and many sexual acts depicted would be dangerous in real life- please do not attempt. (Of course.) Stay safe, use good judgement, and obtain full consent before doing any sexual acts yourself!
This story is a fan work based on Epithet Erased by Brendan Blaber.
Trigger warnings: Rape, weapon-play, mind-break
Kinks: Helplessness, orgasm torture, orgasm denial, intense edging.
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Mal Brookes, a young woman living in Sweet Jazz City, was walking home after a long, scary day of work. She was a private investigator working for the police, and for the past week was tasked with tailing Zora Salazar- one of the head officers of the terrorist group Bliss Ocean. It'd been frightening for Mal to be so close to Zora after all that Mal had heard of her- according to the stories, Zora's Epithet, "Sundial", allowed her to alter time- speeding up or slowing down any process- including human life. Mal hadn't seen Zora use her Epithet yet... but knowing that Zora could kill her instantly was enough to make Mal nearly sleepless for the last five days. At least the police were paying her well...
As Mal took a shortcut through a park, she let out a yawn, stretching her arms up high. She lived on the outskirts of Sweet Jazz City, which was really quiet compared to the heart of the city. All of the houses out here were spread out, which Mal appreciated as an introvert- so much green space made Mal feel calmer.
Or, at least, it did until she noticed a second, taller shadow on the ground. It had a large cowboy hat and long flowing hair, and was coming from behind her. Mal let out a squeak of fear, whirling around to be face to face with the woman.
Zora Salazar.
She was even taller up close- her eyes about 50 centimeters above Mal. The hat shaded her face, and her chilling eyes seemed to gleam out from the darkness.
"Glad you finally noticed me, sleepyhead." Zora said calmly. "Don't scream, or I will kill you, right here, right now." From underneath Zora's poncho, Mal saw a glint of metal- one of Zora's guns, barely peeking out.
Oooohhh, I'm fucked, I'm so fucked!!!! Don't scream don't scream don't scream-
"I- you have the wrong person, I-" Mal stammered, desperately looking around for help. The empty space around her was a curse now- there was almost nobody around TO help.
Zora continued, ignoring Mal's looks. "Turn around and keep walking... and I'll tell you where to go. If you wish to stay alive, I'd recommend you listen to me closely, okay?"
"I- I-..." Mal crept back away, desperately hoping help would somehow materialize. "I don't... like..."
"Turn around and keep walking."
Zora said, much more forcefully this time. The markings around her eyes started to glow- a sign she was using her Epithet.
"O-okay!! I'm going, I'm going..." Mal turned around and started stumbling forwards.
"Now then. Walk to your right into that forest, 'kay?" Zora said, her voice back to calm- though with a drop of her earlier malice.
"The... forest?" Mal murmured.
I've never been in there... dammit, I doubt I'll find any help in there either!!
Mal's thoughts were interrupted by cold metal being pushed against her back- Zora's gun, no doubt. Mal yelped- and immediately started walking faster, right into the forest.
"There we go. I knew you had it in you." Zora cooed.
As Mal passed the first line of trees, she felt a shiver go down her spine. She was totally alone with Zora now, and Zora could kill her at any time.
"Now then." Zora leaned forward, whispering in Mal's ear. "I bet'cher wondering what a beautiful stranger like me has to do with an innocent 'lil civilian like yourself, right? Got any guesses?"
Mal shuddered, praying Zora didn't know about her job. "N-n-no, I- I don't know who you- why would I- I..."
"...No guesses at all? You must be very, very bad at your job... Mal Brookes."
Mal tensed up upon hearing her own name. Zora knew everything about her.
"I don't- know who that is, I- my-my name is... it's..." Mal stammered, her mind going blank with worry.
"Yes?"
"...Margret M-Margs! That's my n-name..."
Zora stayed silent for a moment, before bursting into laughter behind her. The laugh was cold, and full of mocking.
"Hahh... is that so? Guess I've got the wrong gal then. Sorry to waste your time,
Margret.
I'll be on my way, then."
"R-really?" Mal looked back hopefully. Zora's markings glowed brightly- illuminating the woman's intense, glaring stare.
"Don't be stupid. Keep walking, Mal Brookes."
"O-okkay..." Mal went silent, fear hanging in the air.
For a while, the only sounds were the crunches of the leaves beneath their feet- leaving Mal to her thoughts. Zora hadn't killed her yet- despite the fact that it would be so easy. So... was her Epithet not as powerful as the stories told?
Or did Zora have something else in store for Mal? Something worse than death?
Mal shuddered again, letting out a squeak of terror- her mind raced, with thoughts too horrid to bear. Adrenaline was high, and Mal couldn't take the terror any longer. She NEEDED to act.
Not giving herself a chance to second-guess, Mal turned around, stopping to face Zora. Looking Zora in the eyes was so scary... but she had to.
"What?" Zora asked, unamused.
"I... have a question..."
Zora's right eyebrow raised.
"I-I-was just-"
Mal cut herself off, quickly winding up and punching Zora in the face. Zora yelped and stumbled backward- she clearly hadn't expected Mal to actually fight back. Not wasting this opportunity, Mal turned and bolted. Adrenaline coursed through her system, and she was making good ground. Until...
BANG
WHIIIZZZ
A small bullet shot past Mal- not even close to hitting her. She smiled with relief- Zora had missed.
...At least, that's what Mal thought, until a tree 15 meters in front of her started creaking. It swayed, before dramatically crashing to the ground, cutting off Mal's trajectory. She screamed, skidding to a stop. She was right about to go around it, when-
BANG
A bullet collided with the back of her head, causing her to yelp in pain. Her vision swam briefly, and she almost fell.
BANG
Another bullet, hitting the exact same spot. Mal's vision blanked, and she collapsed to the ground.
When Mal's vision came back, the first thing she saw was a barrel of a gun looking straight at her, with Zora's amused face leering down from above it.
"J-just get it over with... kill me, please... I can't take this..." Mal groaned.
"Please. I don't want ya dead... I just wanna talk! So you've no need to run away, alright?"
"I... I... what do you have planned for me?"
"We're just gonna have a chat, alright? I just wanted some privacy... though actually, I guess here'll do." Zora looked up to observe the area- and, in that moment, Mal knew she had to act again. She reached up and grabbed onto Zora's gun, desperately trying to yank it away from her. Her first few tugs were unsuccessful- Zora's grip on the thing was fierce.
Zora looked back down, unamused. "Don't make me shoot this, gal. I-"
Mal yanked the gun even harder- Zora's grip was too strong to budge, but her knees caved. Zora lost her balance; she yelped and toppled down on top of Mal, pinning her down in the process. Her breasts crashed into Mal's face- startling and stifling Mal. Mal's close combat training kicked in- and, unable to control herself, she shot her knee up, painfully jabbing Zora in the crotch.
"Ow- HEY!!" Zora screamed, anger flashing through her eyes. Pain coursed through her- fueling her rage. Mal had hurt her twice, and embarrassed her status as a hunter. Before Mal could jab her again, Zora pulled out her second gun. Exacting vengeance, she reached down and shot the side of Mal's head. (**reminder that, in the epithet world, bullets are not lethal**)
Mal yelped and went limp, a welt forming where Zora had hit her. Zora grinned at the sound. Now that Mal was stunned, it was time for phase two. Zora leaped up and grabbed the woman by the collar of her shirt. She leaned down and threw the woman as hard as she could, causing Mal to fly more than 6 meters in the air. Mal was doomed now.
As Mal came back to her senses, she felt the cold air rushing by her body- and the treetops above her were rapidly getting farther and farther away. She was falling, and probably at a height that could kill her if she landed wrong. As soon as she could, she screamed, desperately flailing to try and break her fall. She got closer and closer to the ground... only for her to inexplicably freeze, floating upright with her feet only a meter and a half from the forest floor. The air stopped rushing, and the ground stayed in place. Almost immediately, she knew what had happened- Zora was using her time powers to stop her in midair. And one look at Zora confirmed it- she had a small, floating dial next to her, and her face bore a smug, commanding expression.
"W-what the fuck- LET ME GO! I-I HAVE AN EPITHET T-THAT CAN KILL YOU!!" Mal screamed, desperately trying to break free from Zora's grip. It was no use- everything below Mal's neckline was paralyzed, and no amount of fighting was making a difference. Mal was totally at the mercy of Zora now- and based on Zora's intense gaze, Mal's fight earlier had made her mad.
"Isn't that better?" Zora walked over, her head level with Mal's suspended waist. "I like you better this way. Having complete control over you..."
"H-h-help!! Please, god, someone help me!!!" Mal shrieked.
"You really think someone can hear you, sweetie?" Zora beamed. "We're deep into the woods- there's no way your pathetic little voice will reach anyone. Don't waste your energy."
Mal let out a terrified groan. Zora was right- if Mal wanted to make it out of this alive, she needed to save their energy carefully.
Seeing Mal give up, Zora grinned, feelings of power rushing through them. She reached over to Mal's shoes and slowly started pulling them off, revealing Mal's sweaty socks beneath. Zora peeled those off next and tossed them aside, letting Mal's toes feel the cool afternoon air. Mal groaned, watching the scene unfold- her adrenaline was gone, replaced by pure fear of the future.
"W-what are you gonna do to me?"
"Patience, lil' doll. I'll show you..." Zora said, now reaching up to Mal's waist.
"Oohhhh god... please hurry... oohhhhh..."
