Release That Succubus

She was raped continuously like a cheap slut and had been forced to commit sexual acts that made her want to scratch her skin off just to forget the vile touch of those bastards. Seeing such a small and frail looking girl in a similar situation, Brittany couldn't control herself. She was barely keeping herself in check. Had she been alone, she would have already taken action to save her somehow. Unfortunately, she wasn't. She had to consider Zach's reputation as well so that she wouldn't put him in a tight spot by acting on her impulses. Seeing as Brittany was unresponsive, Zach shook her shoulder with a little force so that she would snap out of her stupor. Thankfully, it was effective, and she jerked her head towards him with a troubled expression marring her beautifully sculpted face. Zach wasn't dumb enough to still be unable to ascertain the reason for her behavior. After all, her eyes had remained glued towards the little girl who was being thrown into hell for no reason at all. Brittany desperately wanted to save the little girl. She didn't wany anyone else to go through what she had to endure for the safety of the princess. She wanted to save the girl from being sold into slavery but lacked the means or the capacity to do so. Even the legal system allowed the merchant to sell the girl without any consequences. Brittany had no other option but to ask Zach for help. But due to the caution trained after spending years in captivity, Brittany couldn't bring herself to ask Zach. She couldn't possibly make such a demand out of Zach who had so kindly set her and the princess free. Seeing her reluctance, Zach decided to take the initiative to ask her what she wanted to do. "Do you want to save that little girl?" Brittany was startled at the sudden question from her master, but she recovered right away. After all, this wasn't the first time she found his words so full of understanding. He seemed to be able to read her mind somehow. Even though she didn't understand how he did it, she found herself compelled to answer his question despite her usual shyness. As such, her delicate neck stiffly moved, and her head bobbed up and down in a nod. As soon as Brittany broke out of the sudden spell that Zach had cast on her, she found herself in an uncomfortable situation where she had ended up revealing her inner thoughts to her master. It made her feel as if she was standing naked in front of Zach. To remedy the situation somewhat, Brittany immediately shook her head in the negative which was in contrast to her earlier nod. Zach didn't say anything about her sudden change of mind but stared at her with a Although she had stayed strong for so many years in order to save Carol, she wasn't at all an outgoing woman. She used to be very reserved and barely spoke her true thoughts out loud. Carol was well aware of her habits and knew how tight knit she could be. It usually took even her quite some time to unravel Brittany's tangled thoughts and worries when she needed to. Zach had already found all the details from Carol as well. He found it quite peculiar. Because it meant that Brittany had not only changed her identity to save Carol but was also killing her original personality on a daily basis in order to maintain the facade of being a princess. Brittany was amazing but Zach didn't want her to suppress herself in front of him. He wanted her to feel free to ask him for things she wanted. After all, she was already acting as if she was his maid and was helping him out in his tasks. "Don't you want to buy the little girl?" Zach asked inquisitively as he got closer to Brittany. Brittany shook her head once again in negative and acted as if she wasn't the least bit interested in the predicament of the little girl. Unfortunately, Zach could practically see the inner struggle on her face. The way her eyes kept drifting back to the little girl awaiting her demise, was akin to a child that couldn't control its desire for sweets. "Then why are you staring at her so hard?" "I am not..." Her voice was muffled as if she had struggled quite a bit to get those words out of her mouth. She didn't want to bother Zach with her own emotional entanglement. She was still stuck in her maid mindset. She found it absurd to ask her master for something. It didn't make sense in her mind to do such a thing. After all, she was there to help Zach with trivial matters and not the other way around. As a maid, she was in no position to request anything from her master. Her only job was to follow her master's orders. Although Zach didn't believe in such tribal thinking and never expected such kind of obedience from his followers, he couldn't exactly change the thinking that Brittany had been brought up with. They were the guiding principles of her life, and it wasn't as easy to change what had already set into her bones. Knowing that she would never reveal her true feelings in front of him, he decided to give her a little lesson on how to live freely. He wanted her to taste the feeling at the very least. He hoped for her to speak up for herself. As such, even knowing what she wanted in her heart, Zach put on a stiff and annoyed expression on his face and pretended to leave in the opposite direction to the girl. He wondered if the girl would be able to gather up enough courage to stop him and ask him for help. If she couldn't, he would help the girl anyway but if she did, it would be her first step towards a better future. "Well, if you aren't interested in buying her then what are we doing here? Let's go. I still have a few places to visit after this. Then we can go back home." Zach was already walking with his back to her when he suddenly felt a flurry of footsteps behind him as if she was trying to catch up to him and he felt a very slight force pulling him backwards. Zach stopped instantly. At first, he thought that he had felt wrong, and it was only his hope that she would stop him. But then he felt the force on his coat sleeve once again. Brittany was tugging on it softly so as to not cause him any discomfort, but it was still enough to convey her point across that she wanted him to stop for a minute. Zach turned around slowly, giving her enough time to compose her frantic self and to gather up her courage to face her master again. "What is it?" Zach acted impatiently but not so much as to scare her right back into her shell. It was just the right amount to make her feel some pressure. Brittany felt as if something had gotten caught in her throat. There was no sound whatsoever coming out of her mouth as if all the air in her lungs had been sucked dry. She couldn't bring herself to speak up in Zach's presence. She wanted to ask him for help but that proved too hard for her. As such she decided to settle for the least uncomfortable option. She took her sweet time to make up her mind. Zach didn't disturb her train of thought and waited patiently this time for her to give words to her wishes. "Can I borrow some money?" Brittany timidly asked Zach for money. Her tone indicated that she was doing something wrong by asking Zach for a loan. It was either that or Zach was too terrifying a person in her mind whom she dared not confront. Obviously the second case was not possible since she had spent the entire day practically glued to Zach. "Why? Do you want to buy her?" Zach wasn't about to let her go so easily. He wanted to pry her out of her comfort zone for a little bit. So, he set out to make it a little difficult for her. "Umm~ I want to buy her from the merchant. I don't have any money right now, but I will save up and will pay every bit as soon as possible." Her courage began to increase the more she talked, causing Zach to smile at the sudden transition. Even Brittany herself hadn't realized the giant crevice she had crossed just then. She had overcome a little of her personality right there, but she hadn't even noticed it. Zach grabbed her hand that was still tugging at her sleeves for no good reason, and pulled her behind him as he walked towards the merchant selling the little girl with determined steps. Brittany couldn't pry herself free from Zach's hands and had no choice but to follow him. Not that she wanted to resist as he was going straight towards the little girl. No matter his intentions, she was getting closer to her goal so Brittany couldn't complain. As the timid and stringy figure of the little girl became clear in her eyes, Brittany couldn't help but fall into a trance as she began to remember her own childhood that was as difficult as it could have been.