30 Lemons

Pairing/Fandom: Alucard/Seras-- Hellsing
Theme: 30. The Playroom, or, "Santa never brought me *that* kind of toy!"
Title: "Room with a view"
Author/Artist: Me
Disclaimer: Do not own this series or any of its characters.
Warnings: spankings, bondage, anal play, poor, poor Walter. =D


"Police Girl." Alucard appeared in front of Seras while she was drying her hair with a towel.

Seras jumped and tried to cover her still-wet body. "God, Master! Don't do that to people!"

He laughed at her. "I have something to show you."

She wrapped her towel around herself and followed him out. "Where are we going, Master?"

They came to an empty wall near their rooms. "Here."

"But--" He hoisted her over his shoulder and walked through the wall.

The room behind the wall was moderately sized, with various unusual pieces of furniture placed haphazardly within it.

"What is this place?" Seras's eyes widened.

"My spare room." Alucard ran his fingers over some assorted objects on a table. Seras tried to see what they were, but he turned her around and bent her over a... a... something. It resembled a saw-horse, but there was cushiony material over the top. He fastened leather restraints over her wrists, effectively trapping them to the legs of the bench.

"Master!" She protested as he pulled her towel away.

"Quiet. It would have gotten in the way." Her Master was holding something in his hands, but she couldn't turn her head quite enough to see what it was.

"What are you going to do?" Seras was part nervous, part aroused. She felt something smooth--probably leather-- drawing shapes on her naked back and thighs and buttocks.

"I think you already know, Draculina." She heard a snap at the same time as she felt a sharp sting on her backside.

"Ouch!"

He hit her again with whatever object it was that he was holding, and she squirmed. She was getting warmer and wetter, but part of what had been so naughty about her fantasy was him holding her on his lap and spanking her with his hand, as if she were a naughty schoolgirl.

She knew he had read her mind, because after only a few more blows he released her and pulled her onto him, just like she'd thought up.

"You really are quite deviant." Her Master said conversationally as he brushed his gloved hand over her rump. "Deriving sexual pleasure from being treated like a child?" He stopped for a moment, and Seras watched his right-hand glove fall to the floor in front of her. "Well, it's quite naughty, though hardly unusual." He spanked her.

Seras moaned and grabbed the outer seam of his pants. "My Master..."

He spanked her again. "What is it, fledgling?" She felt his cool fingers pressing against the bundle of nerves at the junction where her spine ended and her cheeks began.

"Master!" Her feet twitched.

He slid his hand between her legs. "Hm?" His fingers found her clitoris and rubbed it in slow circles. "Stop calling my name if you don't have anything useful to say, Fledgling."

She spread her legs and grinded into his fingers. "Please, Master... more..." The half-firmness she'd felt the whole time hardened fully, pressing into her arm.

TWo long fingers slid into her now quite-wet hole, stretching it gently. He pulled them out, tracing her natural lubrication upwards to moisten her back door.

"No, Master, please," She breathed. She didn't have any real reservations, of course-- She knew that particular area was quite clean and would remain that way until her unlife ended. Seras pretended to struggle when his finger entered her.

"Do you like that, my Police Girl?" She could feel his teeth very close to her back. He slid his finger in and out, and Seras screamed in pleasure.

"Yes, Master!" She reached down to touch herself, knowing she would hit orgasm soon if she could just stimulate her clitoris for a few minutes.

She heard a growl of displeasure from above her, and the next thing she knew she was on her feet, held up by her wrists.

"Did I give you permission to touch yourself, Police Girl?" Her Master's hair had grown long and his clothes had disappeared. "Answer me!"

"N-no, my Master..." Seras gasped. He strapped her hands over her head to some contraption behind her, then strapped her legs in spread eagle. "What is this?"

"A St. Andrew's Cross." Alucard had the riding crop in his hands again.

Seras was starting to have second thoughts. "Master, isn't this a bit much? I don't know." The whole thing suddenly seemed rather absurd and embarrassing to her.

"You're still fighting against your true nature. What is your pathetic reason now? Afraid of losing your humanity? This sort of activity was invented by humans." As he spoke, he used the riding crop to whip her with just the right intensity between the legs.

Seras's apprehensions disappeared. She threw her head back and screamed with each lash, thoroughly enjoying this new game. But he was going much too slowly. "Master, I want you inside me. Please, right away."

He gave her a mischeivous grin and stepped towards her. "I know." He dropped the crop and spread her further in order to penetrate her.

They were going at a good pace, both about to explode in climax when the voice shattered the mood.

"ALUCARD!"

Sir Integra sounded upset-- or afraid, maybe. Either way, it must have been quite urgent for her call to extend to both of them. Or perhaps that was just a side result of them being connected when Integra summoned him, Seras mused. Alucard disengaged from Seras, and in a snap he'd put his clothes back on and disappeared from the room.

Seras, however, hadn't yet learned how to phase through things. Unfortunately, this also included the leather straps holding her to the X-shaped contraption. She tried using brute vampiric strength to break free, but to no effect.

She was getting more flustered and hurt with each passing minute. She had resigned herself to being stuck, completely helpless and naked, in a doorless room for days when she heard a familiar footstep nearby.

"Walter?" Her mood lifted considerably. "Walter!"

The footsteps stopped just outside the room. "Miss Victoria?"

"Walter, please help! I'm trapped in a room without any windows or doors, and I haven't got a clue where my Master's gone. Please help me!"

"I'll certainly do my best, Miss Victoria. Shall I get a team in to blast this wall?"

"No! Absolutely not!" Seras's eyes widened in horror at the thought. "Er, you see... my Master left me in a rather... compromised position... I don't really want anyone else to see me in this state. Walter, help!"

"I'm trying, Miss Victoria. Just calm down. Tell me, are there any venilation shafts in the room?"

Seras looked around frantically. "Yes!" She called in relief. "There is!"

"Then I'll be there as soon as I'm able. Please try not to panic."

Seras did try, though it was easier said than done. Finally, she heard the vent cover rattle and looked up in time to see it fall to the floor. With a finesse no one his age should have, he alighted from the duct onto his feet and brushed his clothes off.

"Oh, my." He stared at her for a few seconds, his surprise evident. "I'm... sorry. If I had realized exactly how compromising your position was, I would have brought a blanket."

"I don't care about that." Seras was near tears. "Please, just get me down."

After some fumbling, Walter was able to figure out how the restraints worked and release them. Seras collapsed in a heap on the cold stone floor.

"Thank you so much, Walter." She rubbed her arms. "I'm sorry you had to see me like that and go to all this trouble."

"Please don't give it another thought." Walter bowed. "I may be an old codger now, but I was young at one point. I assure you it's nothing I haven't seen. Besides, I consider helping a lovely young woman in distress far more interesting than my usual duties. I just hope it was all consensual?" Walter handed her her still-damp towel, giving her a concerned look.

"Oh, er, yes. It was. Except for the leaving me stuck bit." Somehow admitting that just made the situation that much more embarrassing. She wrapped the towel around herself. "Say, Walter... how exactly are we going to get back out of here?"

Walter smiled. "Allow me to lead the way."