#2-54 Magical Girl Dane's Brutal Reeducation in Submission (Dane - The Sex of Surrendered Slavery) (2)
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Nng… Ah… Mmm…
Slurp… Smooch… Haa…
Meanwhile, outside the room where the guard chief and Dane revel in their sticky, heated flesh…
Black Twilight and Blue Sapphire are entertaining the guards waiting there on the guard chief's orders, making sure they don't get bored.
To put it simply, they're helping satisfy the guards' sexual urges in various ways.
More specifically, they've seated the guards comfortably and are putting on a sticky lesbian show right in front of them.
"Haat… Ha…♡ Black… Blackk…♡"
"Blue… Ha… Feels good… So good… You're so pretty, Blue…♡ So lewd…♡"
Dressed in lingerie even more revealing than nudity, they cling to each other, kissing and rubbing their nipples together.
Sometimes they stroke each other's asses or pussies, trembling at their partner's touch.
At first, the two had been driven to hate and despise each other by the guard chief's manipulations.
He toyed with their emotions at will, deepening their hatred.
Once, their eyes toward each other burned with murderous intent, filled with thoughts of ripping out the other's throat at the first chance to claim the guard chief's favor alone.
But those heightened emotions were kneaded and flipped in an instant by the guard chief's hands once more.
They say love and hate are separated by a single sheet of paper.
Just as the word "ambivalent love" exists, the two are like twins—similar emotions back-to-back.
Having spent a long time together bound by friendship, that closeness was exploited to forge an even fiercer hatred.
And that intense hatred, with just a little tweaking, had now transformed into unparalleled affection for each other.
As if erasing the previous loathing, or perhaps as a backlash from it, it became a truly astonishing love.
In that way, the two came to love each other.
Far too much—excessively so.
Every gesture, every casual movement, voice, from a single strand of hair to the tips of their toenails—nothing was left unloved.
Love love love.
Aah, what a sweet word…!
"Haaa…♡ Blue, Bluee… I'm happy… So happy…"
"Me too, me too, Black… With Black here, Master here, all these men watching us… Ahn, and… Black here… And Black again… And more Black♡♡♡"
Blue Sapphire and Black Twilight fiddle with each other's clits or nipples, rejoicing together.
Perhaps because they love each other so much, even these slender, weak hands—not their master's—send them over the edge multiple times.
Drip drip, obscene fluids soak heavily between their legs.
The guards watch the scene with great pleasure.
Beautiful, alluring magical girls genuinely entwined and delighted—it's always enjoyable from every angle.
They even feel they can't interrupt with their cocks, given the captivating follow-up spectacle.
Moreover, this is a chance to reaffirm their leader, the guard chief's, abilities.
Unlike the simple hypnosis modifications using programs and equipment from the Factory or Facility, his work offers something entirely different—ripe for observation.
Some among them are learning such knowledge and techniques directly from the guard chief, so missing this live textbook would be a loss.
Still, their patience doesn't last forever.
As the two's slug-like lesbian sex intensifies, and they grind their hypersensitive, third-rate sloppy pussies together, climaxing another five or six times in ecstasy…
The guards approach, shoving their raging cocks forward.
"Ah… Ha… Blue… Blue… Looks like this is it…"
"Yeah… Our love matters, but… Master's orders matter more…♡"
"All these magnificent cocks…"
"Let's do our best… Make them happy… So we can get Master's praise…"
Surrounded by cocks, the magical girls exchange delighted glances, still panting breathlessly.
And then, the full service begins…
Aah… Hnng… Krhng…
Nngh… Kh…
Meanwhile, Dane continues to be toyed with by the guard chief.
She desperately clings to her mind, trying to resist the real-time corruption and submission, but it's far from easy.
The guard chief activates every slave-like function etched into her body from the past, manipulating them in his hands, and pushes her further with that "sex battle," instilling defeat in her.
With her pinned immobile, only able to moan in pleasure, he pumps thick semen deep inside her, thoroughly breaking her spirit and imprinting the hierarchy.
After that one creampie, he calms a bit, then begins a far more cunning and persistent torment than before.
Dane endures kisses from the guard chief even more obsessively than before, as if he's sucking out her very qi.
Then, her body is kneaded persistently from head to toe, leaving no spot untouched by him.
Afterward, embraced from behind, her erogenous zones are caressed methodically.
"Methodically," but with her weaknesses and body traits fully mapped out by then, Dane is helplessly seeded with pleasure before his hands.
As if guiding her psyche, verbal assaults mix in to scramble her mind.
"Dane, you're such a smart woman. I love smart women. Beautiful and intelligent—you're exactly my type."
"You're different from those dumb slaves outside. Of course, I like those two sluts too, but if you swear loyalty to me, I might just like you the most."
"Dane, Dane, Dane, Dane. What do I look like in your eyes? An enemy to hate, or a benefactor granting you a bright future? Which is it?"
"Stubbornness won't help. It'll just multiply your worries and suffering."
"Relax, just relax. Struggling pointlessly gains you nothing."
His voice grates like scraping metal, and the words are utterly unagreeable.
The real Dane wouldn't buy such crude persuasion for a second.
But even that lowbrow talk is forced upon her.
That's the power of the atmosphere—and the result of all the modifications and training etched into her body.
No matter how strong the mind, it ultimately follows the body.
With her body already surrendered to Benel the guard chief, her mind crumbling before him is only a matter of time.
In that state, every word from him pounds her psyche like a fierce fist, shredding it to rags.
"Aah… Stop… Stop… Shut up… Don't… Please, don't… Mess with… My heart…"
Her eyes glazed from endless pleasure and drug haze, Dane pleads weakly and desperately.
The guard chief laughs delightedly, whispering temptations and delusions even more persistently.
His hands grow busier, of course.
He squeezes her breasts pleasurably, caressing her areolas and nipples with exquisite care.
Dane's squeezable tits and those pink, perky nipples are tormented and teased relentlessly in his grasp.
Ugh… Aaaah…!
Haugh… Ugh…!
Her nipples now as sensitive as a clit, even a light stroke sends her into bliss.
So when he boldly kneads, twists them, her reaction is all too predictable.
Her ecstatic expression so lovable, he teases her nipples and breasts even more obsessively.
The chewy, bumpy texture rolls and bounces in his hands, played with mercilessly.
After sufficiently stimulating her nipples, he moves to her clit, teasing it next.
She reacted that much to just nipples—what about a woman's ultimate weakness, this little bean?
Naturally, Dane tries to resist, but her feeble efforts are useless.
Ignoring her blocking hands, he expertly exposes her clit and strokes it pleasurably.
"!@#$!@#$#!%!@#~~~~!!!"
A vulgar, inhuman screech pours from Dane's mouth.
That panicked voice and cry so sweet, the guard chief nearly blacks out in ecstasy.
Saliva pools in his mouth instinctively.
"Kekeke… Good, so good. This spot feels that great, huh? Yeah? Is that it, magical girl?"
Heh… Hek… Krhup♡♡ Stop… No… Not there…♡♡
"Right. You want more here? Got it."
"……!!! KyaAAAAAAAH♡♡♡!?"
His hand rubs her clit mercilessly, without mercy, intensely.
Her hips buck to flee, but his arm pins her waist, immobilizing her.
The inescapability—the helplessness in a sturdy male's grip—stirs her frustration and anxiety, amplifying the clit pleasure in a chain reaction.
Her shameful screams rise enough to reach outside.
Huuu… Kyaaaaah…!!
Finally, Dane squirts spectacularly, climaxing.
Orgasms hadn't stopped since earlier; now adding squirting shatters her consciousness in one go.
"Eheheek♡?!"
Even mid-climax, his hand doesn't stop.
Not content with rubbing, he pinches and twists her clit.
His idle hand plunges into her twitching pussy, scooping the gushing purple lube and slathering it on her clit with wet smacks.
Lubricated, the clit endures even fiercer rubbing, while her pussy hole is finger-fucked deeper.
"~~~~~~!!! ~~~~~♡♡!!!"
Shaking her head side to side, tears streaming, begging incoherently.
But as always, futile—the guard chief continues his touch endlessly, until she's broken.
Dane's no longer sane. Rationality crumbles.
She can't endure. Can't hold out.
Aah, so sweet…!
You're mine… You're my toy too! Forever, forever…!!
Benel the guard chief trembles in thrill at his new plaything, so perfect for toying, and keeps his hands moving.
From Dane's crotch, urine now sprays instead of squirt, soiling the floor…