2-54 Magical Girl Dane's Harsh Lesson in Submission: Total Defeat Training (Dane - Enslaved Sex of Submission) (4)
A thick strand of saliva trickled down her face.
Benei's hand gripped her chin firmly, lifting her face as he extended his long, modified tongue to lap up the drool from her cheek and swallow it.
Then, he let out a low, mocking chuckle.
"…You can take that in that sense, right, Magical Girl?"
"Who knows? Why not take it however… you want…?"
Dane responded, her face beaded with sweat, her breaths ragged and disordered. Yet she mustered the most defiant sneer she could manage in her current state.
Was she truly fearless, or just that stubbornly proud?
Of course, without that level of resolve, she never would have united the Magical Girls and taken the role of leading them at the center.
The guard chief licked the lingering saliva from his own face with a series of wet slurps, chuckling heartily—"Hahaha, hahahaha!"—as he glanced around the room.
Soon, his gaze returned to Dane, and he flashed a sly grin.
Smack!
His massive hand shot out, seizing her face in a vise-like grip.
"Guh…?!"
"Listen well, Magical Girl."
The guard chief's voice dropped into a sinister, icy tone unlike anything she'd heard before.
Facing it head-on, Dane shuddered involuntarily, as if her instincts were screaming some dire warning…
"I was thinking, if you shook that ass of yours and put on a little act—even if it was just temporary, just to weasel out of this—I might let it slide. I was even planning to pamper you just like you wanted."
"…! L-Let… go…!"
"But you just had to keep up that utterly charmless attitude to the bitter end. When you were fooling the other guards, wiggling that flimsy butt and playing cute to deceive everyone… what was that? You think I'm a pushover? Or have you given up? Or is it that pathetic pride of yours holding you back now?"
"Guh… ugh…!"
"At this point, there's no need to forgive you anymore. Yeah. I'm a pretty generous guy, but I don't have to cater to a bitch who's gone this far in insulting me. Let me say it again—this is all your doing, Magical Girl. If you'd just been a little more obedient, a little more groveling, I might've turned a blind eye to some freedoms. I was even going to offer you one last shred of mercy, let you cling to some hope."
With that, he released his crushing grip on her lower lip, cheeks, and jaw.
Instead, he hooked his fingers under her chin this time, forcing it upward.
Their eyes locked.
"What the… hell…?!"
Dane cried out in disbelief.
"Look at me."
The fat guard chief's heavy voice cut her off like a guillotine.
And then, the change began.
Dane's gaze was drawn inexorably to his eyes, as if pulled by some invisible force.
Soon, her body started trembling violently, quaking with shudders as moans escaped her lips.
Her mouth gaped open against her will, spilling out incoherent sounds—"Ah…" or "Uh…"—words that weren't words at all.
It felt like something was flipping and churning her insides, rummaging through every corner.
Like someone had plunged a hand straight into her brain and was stirring it around—she couldn't endure it.
"Ah, ah, ah…!"
"You thought I only figured out who you were right then, and that's when you tried to run? That I barely caught you in the act? Nah, you're not some sloppy bitch who bolts without a plan and gets nabbed."
"…!"
"I've been here a while. And even on previous visits, I'd spotted you a few times. You really think I only just now pieced it together? That I only started after hearing from those two sow bitches outside? Ha! You seriously believe that?"
Dane's body quivered uncontrollably.
Bound in the X-shaped frame, she couldn't move an inch—but without those restraints, she might have curled up to hide from him or prostrated herself, trembling, at his feet.
She desperately wanted to look away from his eyes, but her neck felt frozen in place; she couldn't lower her gaze.
She could feel something inside her shifting moment by moment, yet there was nothing she could do.
Drip, drip…
Hiiiiiiss—
A stream of urine jetted from Dane's crotch.
For some inexplicable reason, she'd lost control and wet herself.
The guard chief looked down at her with mocking contempt.
His gaze was utterly humiliating, yet Dane had no room left to feel even that luxury of shame.
"Hey, Magical Girl. Hey, you sow bitch. You goddamn cocksleeve onahole."
"Don't you dare look down on me. Don't look down on this body. Don't fucking mock Benei, you cunt."
"I don't know how clever you think you are or what tricks you used before."
"But still."
"You know you're already done for, don't you, you pathetic cumdump fuckhole."
He hadn't just barely grasped a clue today and used it to snag her.
This wasn't some last-minute decision to break her.
Dane had already lost to him long ago.
She might not remember it, but that was the truth.
This moment was merely driving the final nail into the coffin of this already defeated bitch.
It was to inform the other guards in this Facility of the facts, to reveal the truth to those who'd been duped.
Even though he'd stationed his underlings outside, entering this cramped space alone with her… that risky move was a hint from the start.
Against a cunning Magical Girl like this, anything could happen.
A cautious man like him wouldn't take such a reckless gamble.
Yet he'd created this situation because he was absolutely certain she could do nothing.
He'd already laid all his traps.
All that remained was to reap the reactions from this self-important idiot slut and savor the results.
And so, here they were.
Clank! Clank!
The restraints binding Dane's limbs unlocked.
Her body slumped to the floor with a heavy thud from the X-frame. Still dazed and confused, she propped herself up on her hands, sprawled out, unsure what to do.
Then, she looked up at the guard chief's face again.
"Ah, uh, ah…."
"S-Sorry… I'm sorry…! This bitch… didn't know her place… did something stupid… ughhh…!!"
Her voice stuttered and trembled as she stammered an apology.
She prostrated herself naked before him, forehead to the ground in dogeza.
Through the series of actions he'd just performed, through the keywords he'd uttered.
Dane had shoved the "fake self" she'd been showing aside from her consciousness and reclaimed her "true self."
Yes.
She was nothing but a lowly, vulgar cumrag beneath even a whore—her only worth was as a fuckhole to please superior males for the esteemed, brilliant Guard Chief Benei.
That was her true nature, now realized and restored.
At the same moment, regret and shame crashed over her like a thousand tons for how foolish she'd been just moments ago… Oh god, what have I done…
"Do you finally know your place now?"
"Hiiik… Y-Yes… This worthless bitch… ugh… I'm truly, truly worthless… Sorry… I'm so sorry… hngh…!"
With every word of apology, her body twitched in strange delight.
The guard chief stomped on her head, then spat a thick glob of saliva onto her slender, exposed back.
The exact opposite of what she'd done to him earlier.
Enduring that humiliating treatment, Dane drowned in shame… and pleasure dozens of times greater, lost in ecstasy.
Still prostrated with her forehead to the ground, a viscous strand of her arousal drooled out—splat—onto the floor…
And only then did it truly begin.
All the previous torment-like training had been mere child's play.
Now came the real, earnest fuck from the guard chief.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch
Slap, slap, slap slap slap slap slap…!!
"Nngoh♡ Hngh♡ Oh♡ Ahh♡ Eut♡ Hwaaaaaah♡♡"
"Kek… A bit more obedient now, and you're way cuter than before, aren't you, Magical Girl?"
"Ha… ah♡♡ Ahh♡♡ Uuung~~~♡♡ Hweee♡♡!!"
Dane had no breath to speak— no room for apologies or thanks.
The guard chief wrapped his thick hands around her slender waist, using her like an onahole as he slammed his cock in.
With every thrust of his heavy hips, her tight pussy was grotesquely stretched, the deepest parts pierced so effortlessly—she was at a loss.
The sex with the guard chief had already been going on for a while, and with her modified body fully activated, even basic fucking was overwhelming enough.
But this sex now… this pounding… was different from before.
The change was in Dane alone. His thrusts, his cock—nothing had altered.
Simply put, she was feeling far, far deeper bliss now.
Not mere pleasure.
It was the joy of being a woman, the ecstasy of utter fulfillment.
Not just flames of raw lust consuming her body, but something special filling the depths of her heart…
"Ah, aaah♡♡ Cumming… Gonna cum again♡♡♡"
"Hiiiik♡♡ So deep, so deep…♡♡ If you hit the back like that, I can't hold it♡♡ Hwaaa♡♡"
"Hii…♡♡ My womb's ringing…♡♡ Ziiing ziiing♡♡ I want Guard Chief's cum poured inside♡♡… Want it blooort blooort♡♡…!!"
Dane held nothing back, spilling every desire to the guard chief.
How good his cock felt to her now, and exactly how she wanted to be used.
"Do you admit your defeat, Magical Girl?"
"Aaaaa♡ I lost♡ I lost♡♡ Can't win… Against cock-master, I can't win♡♡ Against Guard Chief♡♡ Hiiiik♡♡ No way I could ever wiiiin♡♡"
Hweeeik~~!!
Right before the guard chief's eyes, as he gripped her waist and legs and ravaged her, Dane arched her back, body convulsing once more.
Climax. Another climax.
From just moments ago, she couldn't even endure a few thrusts before climaxing repeatedly.
A parade of orgasms, an endless procession.
And none were shallow or light—each one shattered something precious inside her bit by bit.
The sensation of something vital cracking and splintering warned her relentlessly…