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Story by AnonymousQuote

Even as the cement rolled slowly in to fill her ears, Yukiko could hear the clatter of something falling over, and then the sound of struggle, and people shouting. The cement covered her ears, and the only thing that the heiress could hear was the sound of her own heartbeat, and her frantic, labored breathing. Time seemed to slow as the cement encroached on her vision, her pulse pounding as the circle of sky above her shrank, the cement cutting her off from the outside world.
At that very moment, Yukiko felt a strong grip on her shoulders, reaching down under her arms. Whoever was behind her was trying the impossible, pulling her completely entombed body from the cement by brute force.
Sure enough, there wasn't a chance that Yukiko's savior could free her that way -- she wasn't sinking any deeper, but she certainly wasn't making progress out either. Her endurance was gradually waning as well, the cement's phenomenal pressure making it harder and harder to breathe.
Slowly, Yukiko's struggles gradually subsided, even as the hands under her arms shook her, trying to keep her awake. The sky once again shrank to a prick before vanishing entirely, the princess' eyes closing gently as she passed out...
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An indeterminate amount of time later, Yukiko coughed, slowly regaining consciousness. She felt lighter somehow, before realizing that she was free from the pit of cement, and was lying on the ground nearby. It hadn't been all that long since she had passed out, the cement that thickly coated her body not yet drying. A few experimental movements revealed that her bonds had been cut, and her gag removed. Someone was typing furiously on their phone nearby, their grey mop of hair revealing them to be Yu Narukame, a close friend and confidant.
Thank goodness. Somehow, I knew he'd come after all. Yukiko relaxed and laid back, blushing slightly. She was in good hands

Description
www.patreon.com/A020

Story by AnonymousQuote

Even as the cement rolled slowly in to fill her ears, Yukiko could hear the clatter of something falling over, and then the sound of struggle, and people shouting. The cement covered her ears, and the only thing that the heiress could hear was the sound of her own heartbeat, and her frantic, labored breathing. Time seemed to slow as the cement encroached on her vision, her pulse pounding as the circle of sky above her shrank, the cement cutting her off from the outside world.
At that very moment, Yukiko felt a strong grip on her shoulders, reaching down under her arms. Whoever was behind her was trying the impossible, pulling her completely entombed body from the cement by brute force.
Sure enough, there wasn't a chance that Yukiko's savior could free her that way -- she wasn't sinking any deeper, but she certainly wasn't making progress out either. Her endurance was gradually waning as well, the cement's phenomenal pressure making it harder and harder to breathe.
Slowly, Yukiko's struggles gradually subsided, even as the hands under her arms shook her, trying to keep her awake. The sky once again shrank to a prick before vanishing entirely, the princess' eyes closing gently as she passed out...
.
..
...
An indeterminate amount of time later, Yukiko coughed, slowly regaining consciousness. She felt lighter somehow, before realizing that she was free from the pit of cement, and was lying on the ground nearby. It hadn't been all that long since she had passed out, the cement that thickly coated her body not yet drying. A few experimental movements revealed that her bonds had been cut, and her gag removed. Someone was typing furiously on their phone nearby, their grey mop of hair revealing them to be Yu Narukame, a close friend and confidant.
Thank goodness. Somehow, I knew he'd come after all. Yukiko relaxed and laid back, blushing slightly. She was in good hands