Silent Scream
Pomen knew all too well how honestly ECHO's body reacted to pleasure.
No wonder her responses felt so bland.
So it didn't make sense that she wouldn't twitch even a little from this level of stimulation.
Pomen, who had melted down countless times under the Commander's touch and scorching cock, snickered inwardly as she examined Helena's body.
It looked like she'd not only shut off pain but completely disabled all sensory synchronization.
Of course, blocking unnecessary sensations during external ops to avoid combat interference was standard ECHO protocol.
Pomen did the same herself on missions.
Still, she always kept it on inside the Ark. Is it because they're hounds? Or maybe because it's her first time in Ark 69?
Pomen glanced at the Commander.
He tilted his head in confusion, receiving Helena's clumsy service without a clue.
"Commander."
"Yeah?"
"Hold on a sec, please."
Pomen gave the Commander a light gesture, then drew on all her experience and knowledge to meticulously explore the arrogant hound's body.
She'd already mastered, through countless romps with the Commander, exactly how a female body felt joy.
Where to touch to make her waist arch, where to lick to unleash screams.
They’ve joined the Ark 69, so isn't it time for an initiation rite?
Using that knowledge, she planned to wreck the bitch in front of her.
"......"
Pomen gently licked Helena's earlobe.
She felt her body twitch, but it wasn't from any thrilling pleasure.
Just a mechanical reaction to unfamiliar, unnecessary contact.
Pomen smirked at the sight and slid her hand to the softest, most sensitive flesh on Helena's inner thigh.
"An ECHO's senses are a bit different from humans'... but not by much, right?"
"......"
"Human pussy's supposed to be super sensitive. Big blood vessels and lymph node channels running through or whatever. And you know? We ECHOs are built just like human women."
Pomen teasingly stroked the mound of Helena's pussy with her fingertips.
"I guess you've been on a lot of external operations? You're incredibly stiff."
As she spread her thumb to caress the swelling outer lips, Helena's legs instinctively spasmed open.
Can't feel a thing, yet her body's so honest?
Sneering at the sight, Pomen gently rubbed the sensitive spot.
A shy red nub peeked out from its hood.
...That’s her clit.
The spot where the Commander's touch turned her brain to go blank and stole her breath.
Even tapping it with those big balls made moans spill out automatically.
Pomen unhesitatingly pressed the tip and circled it.
She kneaded it slowly, varying the pressure.
Just like the Commander does.
Grinning, Pomen worked Helena's pussy.
Soft circles, then a light press, over and over.
Gush! Gush!!
As expected, her senses were off, but Helena’s body was honest—clear pussy juice flooded out like a torrent.
Influenced by the stimulation, her nipples hardened like stones in no time.
"...Slurp, slurp."
But the hound, fixated on the Commander's cock, seemed oblivious to her body's changes.
"......"
Pomen smiled in satisfaction.
She felt nothing now, but force the senses on later?
The accumulated pleasure would incinerate her brain all at once.
Pomen was dying to see how this bitch would crumble.
Her hands moved busier than before.
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"......"
It was an incredibly disconcerting sight.
Squirt! Sploooosh!!!
Helena impassively sucked my cock, caressing it.
Yet fountains gushed endlessly from between her legs.
The fourth since Pomen started.
The absurd part? No change in Helena's expression.
If it were Pomen or Alpha?
They'd scream, buck their hips wildly, lose their minds.
[Her sensory devices are disabled, Commander.]
The Central AI, Wanderer, explained.
Usually off for combat efficiency, but inside the Ark too? News to me.
...Hmmm.
Probably from all the hell she'd endured in Ark 74.
Sensory shutdown had become a habit. Made her seem even more pitiful.
"Whoa... It's huge."
"......"
Pomen's admiring voice rang out after toying with Helena forever.
Glancing over, Helena's clit was massively swollen.
So stimulated, her flushed clit sat at the center of a gaping, dripping pussy.
"Commander. Wanna touch? It's rock hard."
"Ahem..."
Pretending I couldn't resist, I lightly stroked Helena's clit.
Perhaps because of the mood…
I felt more brazen than before.
Anyway, I pressed lightly—it felt like I was touching a hard pebble. Her whole body was ablaze.
"Senses off, but body's honest, huh."
An ECHO thing?
It was impossible for humans, yet fascinating.
A sadistic urge to see this bizarre experiment's end surged. My cock throbbed hard.
"Nghh—!"
I wanted to cum in Helena's mouth once.
Grabbing her nape firmly, I slowly thrust deep.
Each poke into her throat made her twitch, but she silently took it.
Meanwhile, Pomen grew bolder.
Shoving two fingers inside Helena's pussy, roughly scraping the sensitive inner walls.
"Helena—!"
"!!!"
"Cumming!!!"
The sight was too stimulating—I unleashed everything deep in her mouth.
As my cock tried slipping out, I gripped her head harder, holding firm.
Squirt! Sploooosh!
"......"
Hot, thick semen poured ceaselessly down her throat.
Only then did her eyes widen round, realizing I'd really cum in her mouth.
She gulped it down instinctively, swallow after swallow.
Once the long ejaculation ended, Pomen placed Helena on the bed and spoke to me.
"Commander."
"...Yeah?"
"Later, you have to ram it in deep and hard, okay?"
"......"
Pomen's eyes gleamed expectantly; Helena was still clueless.
Watching the two ECHOs, I nodded silently.
I knew Pomen's intent.
Satisfied, she grinned and fiddled with Helena's control panel.
"Uh... It’s not working. Wanderer?"
[Switching to ON in 3 seconds. Do you have any objections, Helena?]
"...If it's the Commander's order, I have to obey. That's what an ECHO does."
Helena replied flatly from the bed, following Pomen's lead in my stead.
She still seemed unaware of her predicament.
[Understood. 3, 2... 1. ON.]
—!!!
That instant.
Helena's body stiffened like it had been electrocuted.
An inhuman, tearing scream ripped from her mouth.
“Ok! Oooooh! Ooooggh—!!"
Massive stored sensory data slammed her brain at once.
Pomen's touches scorching her body.
My cock churning her mouth and throat.
The feel of hot cum down her throat.
Up to the body-shattering climax.
All crashing like an endless wave of pleasure all at once.
"Ooooh! Oh! Oooooh!"
The bedsheets were soaked in her juices and squirts.
Helena screamed into meaningless howls, thrashing her waist wildly.
Eyes and mouth agape, convulsing fiercely—Pomen said, satisfied.
"Helena, that's when you say I'm cumming."
"C-Cumming—! Cumming! Cuuuuummmiiiingggg!!!"
Watching Helena flail, as her brain was turning to mush from the endless pleasure, Pomen turned to me, fist pumping in glee.
"......"
A gesture anyone would get.
I eyed Helena.
To think I'd see the bridge position I've only seen in Japanese AVs in real time...
What if I thrust in now?
Curious, I slammed my cock into her dripping wet hole.
"N-No—! Nooo—! Th-This...! Ah, aaah! Aaaah! H-Head! F-Feels weird!"
Each deep stab shook her head violently.
Focus vanished from her eyes; drool and moans mixed from her mouth.
All circuits hijacked by pleasure alone.
"Good—! So gooood—! Ah—! Aaaah!!!"
It was the moment indelible pleasure scarred Helena's body and mind.
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💬Cerberus Squad Tactical Link Chat - Encrypted Channel
[Helena: %@^!@#!@#!$%]
[Silva: ???]
[Luna: Helena?]
Silva stood up at the sudden garbled mess that Helena spouted in the channel.
The leader wouldn't send nonsense without reason. Something was wrong.
Then.
[What is it? Cerberus Squad ECHO, Silva?]
"...Seems like trouble with Helena."
Silva concisely conveyed her concerns to Wanderer, the Central AI.
[Checking.]
"......"
[Squad leader Helena is currently in conference with the Commander.]
"...I see?"
Silva fell silent.
Just a glitch then?
But Wanderer wouldn't lie.
"Is Helena safe then?"
[The meaning of the question is unclear. She is always safe within the Ark.]
"...Understood."
Silva halted.
She trusted Helena's leadership, but Commander and the Ark’s Central AI’s orders superseded everything else.
And Wanderer said Helena was safe.
So... there was no cause for her worries.
[Luna: S-Silva! Helena—!]
[Silva: Wanderer said. She's fine. In conference with Commander?]
[Luna: Oh, then...?]
[Silva: Just a comms glitch.]
It seemed that such an error occurred because they were in Ark 69, not Ark 74.