Isn't It Common Sense That Magical Girls Are Cock-Slave Pets for Males? (Black Twilight, Blue Sapphire - Hypnotic Humiliation Defeat Sex) (1)
Another week passed after that.
From morning till night, Black Twilight and Blue Sapphire were played with as the possessions and toys of the Benel Guard Chief, and they were thoroughly brainwashed to offer him unwavering loyalty—reborn in that image.
No, "offering loyalty" isn't quite enough to describe it.
Dependence fits far better.
The moment the Guard Chief vanished from their sight even briefly, they grew anxious, distressed, their breaths coming short as if in agony.
Yet just seeing him lit up their world like fireworks, and hearing his voice filled them with overflowing happiness and joy.
Dedicating their bodies and souls to him felt like discovering the very purpose of life, and each time they obeyed his commands, supreme bliss surged through them.
Serving his precious cock made their wombs scream in desperate longing to get pregnant right then and there, crashing down like thunder.
In that haze.
The two magical girls who had once arrived at this Facility with plans and hopes were utterly broken down over time.
The other magical girls in the Facility were starting to notice.
No, some had predicted this outcome long ago—from the moment Benel Guard Chief showed up and singled them out.
No magical girl who crossed paths with him had ever come out unscathed, no matter the method.
Would he eventually tire of them and discard them, or keep them forever as his footwipe, cocksucker, or pliable limbs? No one knew.
But if he did toss them aside out of boredom...
They probably couldn't hold onto their sanity. Over 90% chance of total collapse, in some form or another.
Not a dignified end, everyone figured.
Yes.
Without a miracle, that ending was set in stone...
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[..............Scan in progress... Confirming need for data collection...]
[Activating thought module for environmental scan and situational analysis... Prioritizing user safety in interpretation......]
[...Scan of surroundings complete. Integrated data applied to thought process.]
[With current program functions only, resolution of situation judged impossible at 9■.■% probability.]
[Initiating program activity under current conditions. Restoring user's mind and memories via backup carries ~5■.■% risk of bodily harm to user.]
[Conclusion reached.]
[Program will maintain temporary freeze state as before—optimal for data concealment and energy conservation.]
[Resolution requires new variable 'x'. Maintaining standby until emergence.]
[If variable 'x' fails to emerge, mental contamination continues, and pollution exceeds program's awakening capacity...]
[Under these conditions, program will initiate self-erase sequence to minimize user burden—self-terminating.]
[Leaving final message for user.]
『Magical girl, be happy.』
[End of message. Program entering data concealment and energy-saving hibernation—]
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It felt like she had that dream.
Maybe just an illusion.
No way to know when it happened.
Her sleep wasn't on any regular schedule anymore—just passing out mid-service to the Guard Chief and waking to repeat the cycle.
Serving on his orders until exhaustion hit, blacking out into sleep.
Waking to his commands again, working mechanically until fatigue claimed her once more.
The Guard Chief looked like a fat, greasy middle-aged man, but his Mech拉克-engineered body boasted insane stamina.
He could recharge to full in about ten minutes with a special energy pack.
He slept for mental health, but three hours every three days sufficed.
Even during those naps, Black Twilight and Blue Sapphire followed orders—usually yuri sex between them for body training and keeping arousal high. No rest for them.
Their minds frayed further.
Time, days—gone.
Pushing body and soul to extremes was surely his intent. Their dependence deepened.
Days changing, outside world—irrelevant.
His presence alone became their unchanging anchor, their sole focus.
Benel Guard Chief was the center of their lives.
Black Twilight's reason for living.
One word from him, and she'd die a hundred times over.
She took pride in it.
So—that dream, that voice or message in her head? Pushed into oblivion's sea.
Her brain's full capacity now served Benel Guard Chief.
Every bit stored his head to toe, gestures, scent, voice.
Just him in her mind.
Him, him, him.
Black Twilight had devolved into a loyal, dependent, cute female pet—content with her master, unable to live without him...
Haa... haa... haa...
Ah... ngh... kuu...
"Ngh♡... Stop... please stop...!"
"Oh? If you hate it, just stop."
"Please... I beg you... no more... ngh...! Aaah♡...!"
Black Twilight shuddered atop the Guard Chief's body, letting out frail moans.
Riding his cock on her own, she'd climaxed from its sheer heft, as always.
She caught her breath post-orgasm, but her hips started moving again unbidden.
Skilled and lewd as ever, coquettishly milking him for cum—like a veteran whore.
But her expression, tone—defiant, her true self rebelling.
"Ngh...! This is sadistic...! Guard Chief...! You deliberately restored just my mind... while my body's still...!"
Exactly as she said.
Her mind restored, but body under his control.
It moved without her will, like it wasn't hers. Chilling.
Her head rejected pleasure, but her body maximized it, flooding her brain via spine. The disconnect was torture.
She had to obey his whims in this state.
Kissing him, licking from toes up, fellatio, even rimming his stinking ass.
Sane, licking a fat man's ass—disgusted, yet drowned in 100x pleasure. What did she feel? Beyond normal comprehension.
Now, riding to milk his cum, torn between "this is wrong" and overwhelming ecstasy...
The Guard Chief lounged arrogantly on the bed, savoring her bouncing tits, pussy's grip, conflicted face teetering on pleasure's edge.
"Hic... ngh♡... R-release... Black... please release me... ah... aaah♡...!"
Meanwhile.
Blue Sapphire, his other slave, crouched nearby for a clear view, plunging a custom dildo into her sopping pussy.
She twisted her erect nipples, stirring her drenched hole wildly.
Like Black, conflicted—"this is wrong"—yet succumbing to burning lust.
Aaahhnn~~!!
She'd just cum from self-fucking, shamelessly on display.
"Come here, Blue Sapphire. Hard to fuck yourself alone?"
"Ah, ngh... my body... moves on its own...!"
Trembling post-climax, she dropped the dildo and approached.
Per orders, she straddled his face, grinding her sticky pussy against it.
He lapped her up, enjoying the sensation.
"Haaaang♡♡"
Blue Sapphire sighed in bliss, moans unrestrained—pure joy.
Meanwhile, Black kept riding diligently, serving for his load...