Until Returning with My Sister (3)
'This much... I can endure it just fine!'
The sensation was alive and vivid, but no pleasure came with it. Unlike full-body anesthesia that dulled all senses, this preserved the touch perfectly while surgically excising only the ecstasy I should have felt. The pattern seemed to suck away every bit of pleasure.
The old me would have been overwhelmed by surging respect and submission just from sucking his cock. I couldn't let this chance slip. I had to give him back exactly what he'd done to me—drown his mind in such intense bliss that he couldn't distinguish right from wrong.
Then I'd find clues to the brainwashing on my sister and how to break it. Recalling yesterday's me, I took his cock into my mouth in a way he'd like, my face a chaotic mix of pleasure and humiliation battling it out.
"Mwah♥ Is this good, Master? *Slurp* Master?"
"Mm, not bad."
I stared straight into his eyes as I pleasured him. Eyes conveyed so much info. Watching his reactions let me deliver ecstasy effectively. To me now, the face of this repulsive short-lived species was just ugly.
With pleasure evaporated, scrutinizing his dry features brought revulsion. 'Is this how he looked at me...?'
I sneered inwardly at his distorting expression. 'Stupid, filthy male...'
Unilaterally granting him pleasure gave me a strange sense of superiority—not sexual, but emotional satisfaction. 'Nothing special...'
Knowing his bliss came entirely from my stimulation created the delightful illusion of total control. 'Filthy male... how dare you turn my sister into this with your ugly dick...'
While I serviced him, my sister wasn't idle. She rubbed her massive tits against his back, whispering endless love into his ear. Seeing her debase herself to this repulsive human male, confessing affection with dazed eyes—it was impossible to watch sober.
'Dirty... disgusting... give me back my sister.''
Clear thoughts revealed how humiliating my past actions had been—and how my mind got polluted during sex with him. Sucking cock, acting cute, giggling like an idiot even as he slapped my cheeks with his glans. Handling it with delicate care like fine glass.
Thinking of that old me sent chills crawling up my spine. 'I need to make him melt fast...'
While I could unilaterally pleasure him like this, I had to pour on as much as possible. So I suppressed shame and hesitation, fawning over him with max charm.
"*Slurp slurp* Does this feel good?"
I kissed his shaft, caught my breath, then rapidly stroked the pillar. Regaining composure surprised him.
"Ho, feeling cocky today? No 'your cock tastes so good' or 'thank you for using my mouth-pussy like last time'?"
"Th-that was all an act!"
"Heh, if it was acting, join a theater troupe... Hngh! Your tongue work's improved a lot?"
I shut his verbal abuse with intense pleasure. 'What the hell does he think I am...?'
Stepping back from bliss myself, I confirmed my old reactions were absurdly abnormal. 'Of course, no one would naturally think like that.'
This had to be his power too. Everyone around him thought weirdly, so I'd doubted myself—but now certainty returned.
Following what I'd learned, I gauged his reactions and serviced a bit longer. His cock twitched, reacting. The prelude to ejaculation I'd experienced.
He didn't ask permission, just grabbed my twintails like handles and yanked my head. 'What does he think women are...?!'
His swelling inside my mouth terrified me. 'Ngh... if it's like last time... what do I do...?'
Last service, my hard-won reason flew away with his cum. 'Will the tower lord's seal block this too...?'
The future of becoming his pleasure slave again with his load—pure terror. His balls pulsed in my hand, sending seed into my mouth.
'It's coming... ngh... huh...? I'm... fine...?'
Luckily, unfounded worry. It demanded more mana than before, but the tower lord's seal functioned perfectly as a pleasure-shattering breakwater. 'Impressive defense... wait, this seal... wasn't it originally this red?'
Like flushed white skin, the magic tattoo turned vivid pink. Once faint and transparent, now boldly visible even through thin fabric.
'Not even a stud horse, why so much...!'
His ejaculation dragged on—suspiciously endless volume, like he made more on the spot. Swallowing again triggered a violent reaction from the tattoo below my navel.
'This... feels off...!'
Pleasure started seeping in. From zero, tiny bits with each gulp of semen. The seal blocked most, but imperfectly—like overflow from a full cup.
Tiny compared to before, but feeling it at all terrified me. 'What... is this...♥ Did the pattern break...?'
No magic knowledge, but the shaky seal looked unstable. Flickering irregularly like it'd collapse—then it scattered with a fsssh.
'No...!'
The instant it vanished, I knew. It hadn't blocked pleasure at all.
"Kyahaha♥ Ng♥ Guh♥ Hek♥"
"Oh my, what's gotten into her?"
Sister covered her mouth in mock surprise. The tattoo that'd staunchly blocked pleasure until now—injected all accumulated bliss at once upon vanishing.
'Feels good♥ Tasty♥ Awesome♥ I love you♥ Thank you♥'
This hasty magic tattoo had only stored my pleasure—nothing more.
"Hngh! Hek♥ Haa...♥ Hwaaa...♥"
'Master best♥ Cock best♥ Cum best♥ So glad to be a slave♥ Ahh♥'
Religious-ecstasy-level intensity boiled my brain, hallucinations kicking in.
'Is this... heaven...?'
Floating ethereally, overlooking the world. Drifting above clouds, no ground in sight...♥ Too young to embrace Mother World Tree like this.
"Kehk!"
"Trying to die on me? You're mine now."
My near-ascended mind snapped back to earth from Master roughly using my mouth-pussy. White foam bubbled as his cum churned violently inside.
The soft, white result of Master pounding my mouth-pussy—I savored it like warm latte froth.
"Eh♥ Hngk♥ Ah?♥"
More pleasure than I could process at once. Endless orgasms repeating. The tattoo hadn't stored just pleasure—mental corruption too, all at once.
'Master♥ So happy♥ Feels so good...♥'
Spraying clear urine in wild climax, Sister gleefully told Master of my pathetic state.
"Master, look. Estelle's broken♥"
"Heh, seems so."
"Thank goodness... took a while♥"
Sister approached to "help complete" me. Amid the endless pleasure torrent, she stroked my head gently, whispering slave mindsets into my freshly scoured psyche.
She meticulously weeded out lingering resistance. 'No... like this, I really can't go back...♥'
Returning to old me seemed impossible. 'Go back? Why would I...?'
His pleasure had swayed my heart like reeds before—but never uprooted. This accumulated blast? It ripped them out soil and all.
"Estelle... stop resisting. Live as a good slave with Sis."
"If Estelle becomes a slave now, Master and I... we'll be so happy."
"If you're still hesitant, elves live long... try serving Master for 100—no, 200 years as an experience."
Dedicate life to serving Master... fall for human tricks, emotions manipulated, brainwashed—lose freedom with Sis, serve him... such a miserable life... perfect...♥
"Sis...♥"
Finally back where an elf belongs, my foolish little sis got a warm embrace.
"Hehe, Estelle... welcome home♥"
Sis truly was the best forest guardian. My heart was barren soil unfit for slave life—stubborn pride, useless arrogance buried deep. No room for submission to grow. Worse, no will to fix it!
Master and Sis never gave up, overturning my heart to make me a proper slave—their effort filled me with loyalty.
"I was such an idiot, Sis...♥ Sorry for being late...♥"
Rescuing Sis? What stupid nonsense. How laughable I must've seemed. Freeing us from Master Leon's slavery? Restore us to "normal"?! Like yanking eyes from a blind man who'd just gained sight after lifelong darkness.
To Sis and Master who never abandoned my dumb, idiotic self—I offered sincere thanks.
"Master, your late-blooming slave Estelle greets you properly."
I clasped hands politely, thanking him. "Thank you for personally making this fool and her sister your slaves. And truly sorry. We should've submitted first... we troubled you."
Bitches climaxing idiotically from just cock in mouth—yet we bothered Master. This great sin... atone a bit by devoting bodies lifelong with Sis♥
I offered my virgin pussy to Master, pulling labia with a finger to show the desperately winking hole.
"Stamp your lifelong slave contract deep inside my womb with my virgin blood~♥"
Despite my clumsy courtship, Master accepted my virginity♥ He held us sisters till day's end♥ Ruthlessly pounding till my pure hole molded to his shape.
Lora Sis and I clasped hands tight, thanking for the holy grace Master bestowed. We cried a lot. From joy... and sorry.
My misguided struggle from the start became a foolish youthful memory. I recovered daily life with Sis.♥