Chapter 2 Darkness part 2

Darkness blinked again, her cheeks heating up as her lips began to quiver. "K-Kazuma what are you saying?"

Kazuma just rolled his eyes. "Alright fine," he said to no one in particular before stepping up and slapping her with a resounding crack.

Darkness flinched at the unexpected strike, her book tumbling to the floor, her hand instinctively rising her clutch her stinging cheek as her blush flared even deeper and a tingling warmth lit up inside her. "Huh?" Kazuma gave her no time to process as he gave her a backhand to the other cheek.

Kazuma crossed his arms again, looking down at Darkness once more as she held both her cheeks, lips quivering with a bead of drool already trickling out the corner of her mouth. "Take your clothes off, strip, become nude, does that make it any clearer?"

"T-t-this isn't funny Kazuma," the crusader stammered even as her thighs squished together.

"I'm not joking," he replied casually. "You keep spouting all this crap about being violated and getting turned into a sex slave, so I figured actually doing it might finally shut you up," he explained, making her heart flutter and her brain blank out for a moment. "So, get naked," he repeated once more.

Darkness took a quivering breath, her hands clutching around the gown at her chest. "Y-you'd actually do that?" she asked, beginning to pant. "Y-you'd debase me and use me for pleasure like some sick deviant-" Kazuma cut her off with another slap that sent a shudder through her body as the crotch of her gown began to soak.

"Yeah, so get your clothes off so I can start already, chop-chop," he commanded with accentuating claps. "I don't feel like ripping them off and I'm actually scared if I try stealing them I'll pull a toy out of you or something."

Darkness let out a squeal as Kazuma casually suggested she'd do something so perverse where others could possibly catch her. "H-How dare you…" she whimpered covering her breasts with one arm while burying her hand between her damp thighs to cover her mound as Kazuma rolled his eyes again. "A crusader would never use such degenerate items in public-"

"Steal," he spoke, his hand glowing before a gown popped into being within his grasp. "Well, what do you know, you really weren't," he said before unceremoniously dropping them to the floor.