This choice: She keeps you in her hand and forces you to watch as she stomps on the tiny men. • Go Back...Chapter #6Enslaved by Luna by: Lelouch   Luna's cruel eyes stared at you for what felt like the longest time. Observing, measuring, judging you. The look they had wasn't one someone had when they looked at another person, it wasn't even a look a person would give a bug. It was just... indifferent. Everything here was as natural as the sun setting. Males existed to satisfy the whims of women, be it by being crushed or enslaved. It was the natural order of the world. Even if Luna herself derived pleasure from tormenting people, there was nothing special about this. Give it a week and she probably wouldn't even remember anything about it, including you. That's how insignificant you were here. In the reflection of Luna's irises you could see a dead man. The odds of you dying were almost a guarantee, and any life you could hope to get right now wouldn't be one worth living. And it all hinged on the whims of this kid. It was so unfair. Someone years younger than you, born into an existence that makes them better than you in every way.
"You're kind of cute for a bug." The giantess grinned, "I think I'll keep you as one of my pets. Maybe you'll last longer than my last one. He didn't even make it home. Too much crying and not enough working..." She trailed off into a bit of a rant.
Each word was spoken without room for input. It wasn't a request or an idea, it was a statement. As of right now you belonged to Luna, like it or not. There was no relief. You were just informed that you wouldn't be crushed but there was no pleasant feeling from that news. Because you knew, you knew you were going to get crushed by this girl at some point. It could be five minutes from now, it could be five years. At any given point if you annoyed her, crossed her, or simply if she was in a bad mood you were dead. Even if you lived your life completely dedicated to her whims, with no free will at all, she would eventually just crush you out of boredom. This wasn't a relief from execution, it was a delay.
"...But I can work out what to do with you later. I got to finish up your little buddies!" Luna's words drew your attention back.
"What? No, please do-"
"And you're going to watch!"
Luna's powerful fingers manhandled your tiny body, shoving your head between them and clamping around so you couldn't move. She flipped you over so your face was looking down at the ground below, in just the few seconds you spent with the girl there was already enough destruction to make you force your eyes shut. Though it seemed like your new owner foresaw this already, as her free hand brought a finger to your face and forcefully pulled your brow back.
"No..." The playful voice grew eerily cruel, "You're going to watch this."
She took a step forward, crushing a building with little effort. It was one belonging to an acquaintance, brought to an end by a single step from Luna. Her sandal rose from the rubble with dust and traces of blood and moved on to the next step. It seemed that with each step she took something was crushed, be it person or thing. You'd never seen first hand a person as they were crushed by a giantess, and now you wished that you didn't. They were people you knew, some you would go so far as to call friends, each meeting the same fate. They would be running when the ground darkened around them. They would turn their head and see the sole of Luna's unforgiving footwear overhead. This would make them go faster, usually stumbling in the process and getting crushed without mercy.
Beneath Luna's foot was a red liquid that spilled out into a pool and was soaked into the soles of her sandals. And when it came back up, the person was flat. Not any cartoony sort of thing, but seriously flat. Crushed into the ground and pulverized into an unrecognizable heap of blood and flesh. Just seeing it once was enough to justify vomiting, but to see it repeatedly? You wished you could vomit but fear of what Luna would do to you as punishment stopped it. You couldn't move your head, you couldn't look away. Below you were forced to see everything as it happened. All by Luna's actions. It was a shame because, in a different light, Luna was probably a different person. She looked like she and her friends were very nice with one another, different beings than the genocidal monsters ravaging the city. To her own kind Luna was probably a sweet, kind girl, and with her looks such attributes would've warranted your affection.
But she would only be like that to other women. Men like you were no different from the bugs littering the ground. She could be nice as imaginable, but that was only to people, and in the eyes of society you weren't a person. That was all you could think about, just how unfair everything was. These girls were all laughing and giggling like children at a playground, but what they were doing was nothing short of a massacre. Hundreds of people, hundreds of innocent lives who had never done anything wrong, were being snuffed out of existence by these three little girls. They had never done anything wrong, their only crime was simply existing. They were cursed by fate to be born as males, and so this was their destiny. Females were superior to males in every way, and so they were free to do with them as they pleased. As unfair as it was, it had been like this since the beginning of time, and it would always remain like this. There was nothing that you or anyone else could do to change that fact.
Then you saw them... A group of people exposed by the latest crushed building and running away from Luna. But these weren't just just any people... These ones were your closest friends. Luna took a step towards them, eagerly spotting the sizable group awaiting crushing. As you saw her foot looming over all of the people you cared about the most, ready to kill them all at once, you couldn't hold it back anymore.
"Please no!!" You cried out from your helpless position.
Much to your surprise, the giantess stopped just short of crushing them.
"What was that slave? What makes these little bugs different from the others? Are they... Oh, these ones are your friends, aren't they?" She smiled evilly, "Then maybe I should do something special, just for them!"
Your plea backfired. In a simple motion Luna flicked her sandals off, each of them landing ahead of your friends and blocking their path. The giantess approached the cornered group and raised a single foot, toes wiggling playfully in anticipation of what was to come. You couldn't bear to look, but you had no choice. Your captor made extra sure that you were watching for this. Each of your friends looked up with an expression of sheer terror as they saw their death staring them in the face. They were trapped now. They could only stare at the bringer of their death like a deer caught in the headlights. It truly was a pitiful sight. There really was nothing they could do now, and they knew it. Mere minutes ago they were going about their lives as usual, never suspecting that this day would be their last. Now this little girl had captured them, and she was going to kill them for no reason other than for her own sadistic pleasure.
"Bye bye, buggies!" Luna giggled as her foot lowered.
It couldn't have lasted more than a couple seconds, but it felt like an eternity in itself. Using the ball of her foot Luna crushed two of your friends immediately.
"James! Luke!" You cried out their names.
Behind you, you could hear a snicker from Luna as she heard your screams. Her foot raised itself again and this time her big toe came down on a third friend: Eric. His remains made a splash beneath Luna's toe as she finally approached the last friend. Your best friend, the one you had known for your entire life and cared about more than anything else in the world, Dylan.
"Dylan run!" You screamed, despite knowing there was no way he could run.
Dylan seemed to know that as well. His look wasn't a happy one, but it was one of acceptance. He was about to die here, and he knew it. There was no point in struggling anymore. After all, there was nothing a male could do to stop a female from having her way. They were the superior beings in the world, and their will was law. Your kind was just unfortunate enough to be placed at the bottom of the food chain. As much as it disgusted you, this was the natural order of the world. One last time, Luna raised her foot and positioned the sole over him. A single step later and it was done. Luna made sure to grind on the remains for full effect. You wanted to cry, to scream curses, to hurt the ones who did this, for everything to just end. Below were the remains of all of your closest friends. They were all gone now. Just like that.
"I think we crushed everyone Luna!" One of her friends called out.
"Not everyone." She shook her head, "I picked up a new slave!"
"Again? Didn't the last one not do his job?"
"That's why I'm going to test him before I take him home. Duh!" Luna made a face at her friend and looked back at you. "Okay little guy, do as I say and we're all good. Don't, and you know what'll happen."
She placed you on the ground before her bare feet. Each green painted toe was coated in the debris of everything you'd ever known. Which is why the order sounded just too cruel to fathom.
"Lick my feet clean."
What? It wasn't surprising, Luna had a reputation of getting footslaves. But this... You stared at her feet. Your friends blood was still dripping off of her feet! The debris of buildings and people coated her soles. To clean this would be unimaginable. But not doing so meant death.
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