Magical Girl Sexual Torment Interrogation (Black: Hypnotic Torture, Urethra Development Pt. 2)
“Nngho... Nnghooooooh♡♡♡!!”
“Hiiiiiik...!! No... stop♡♡♡!!”
Sweat-soaked indigo hair.
And a lewd body assembled from parts designed solely to stoke male desire, from head to toe.
Still bound in place, Black shakes her head frantically, desperately trying to resist.
But the leather restraints holding her suspended like a puppet keep her body rigidly fixed, allowing not even the slightest struggle.
Between Black's legs.
The Ten Manager adjusts her pose to spread her crotch even wider.
Then, with her pussy lips pried open, he prods at the faintly exposed urethra with a specialized rod, scrunch-scrunch-scrunch.
The dildo that had been buried in her pussy moments ago has been removed, but her anus still harbors a heavy anal bead string plunged deep inside.
Every time Black tenses up, that hefty string presses and stimulates her rectal walls from all angles, keeping her mind from clearing even for a second.
It might be better if she just relaxed her body completely.
Then she wouldn't feel that intruding anal toy so intensely.
But the rod inserted into her fragile, sensitive urethra delivers stimulation beyond imagination, making it impossible for Black to calm down...
Nngrr... Nngguuuuuuh...!!
“Well, Magical Girl? Still not talking even after this? I can go even harder if you want. You okay with your little piss hole getting wrecked?”
“H-Hiiiii♡ Nooooo♡♡”
“I won't go that rough, of course. But you won't be going back to how you were before.”
With a wet schlurp, the rod pulls free from Black's urethral opening.
Immediately, as if it had been holding back, a spray of clear fluid bursts from beyond her urethra with explosive force—psshht! Pssshooo!
Pshht! Pssshooo...!! Splatter...! Splatter...!! Squish...!!
Hngh... Kkuuuuh...!!
The massive gush of潮.
Suspended as she is, Black's waist bucks wildly as if it might snap, her breaths coming in ragged gasps...
'Eek♡ Ugh, guh...♡♡ Feels... so goooood...♡♡ Hooooh...♡♡ Gonna... go insaaane...♡♡'
With her pussy and anus already conquered, and now her urethra falling too, Black feels her mind warping strangely.
It's like white sparks are short-circuiting in her head, crackling wildly.
Electricity surges through every vein in her body, driving her mad with frenzy.
The sensation that her lower body no longer belongs to her makes it even harder to think straight.
Her lower half feels numb, yet she can't help but feel the pleasure from her holes—it's infuriating...
“Alright, let's keep going~ I wonder how many more times Black can hold out~.”
“Hiiik?! Stop... please stop... I hate thaaat...!!”
“No~pe.”
The Ten Manager picks up a vial and deliberately dunks the rod into it right by Black's ear with a plop.
Still blindfolded, her vision blocked, Black's heightened hearing catches the sound clearly.
She can easily imagine the special-material rod swirling through the liquid inside, coating its surface thickly and absorbing the drug.
And that rod will soon—
“Here it comes.”
“No... no... please—Kiyaaaaaaaaaah♡♡!!”
Once more, the rod spears into Black's urethra with a shluuuurp.
Her urethra, already warped from absorbing the bizarre drug multiple times.
Unable to endure the stimulation as the urethra masturbation rod churns inside her broken pleasure zone.
The rod doesn't just burrow along her urethra—it reaches all the way to her bladder.
And as if that's not enough, it plunges deeper, freely stirring her now-empty bladder.
She feels the drug soaked into the special rod's material leaking out, schlurrrp.
The drug seeps into her urethra and bladder.
More of the drug is administered, twisting Black's urethra and piss hole even further.
Black can't resist...
“Aah♡ Aaaaaah♡♡!! Stop, stooop♡♡ It's getting weeeird♡♡ My piss hooole♡♡ Hiiiiiik♡♡”
“Ah♡ My ass... Khiiiiiik♡♡ Don't moooove♡♡ Ah♡ Ah♡ Kkuuuuh~~~♡♡♡”
Not just the invading rod in her urethra—the anal beads in her ass are thrusting back and forth too, shlick-shlick.
From Black's mouthwatering pussy, lewd nectar gushes endlessly, drip-drip.
“Come on, be honest~ I'll stop if you answer~ Though who knows what'll happen if you don't~.”
The Ten Manager gazes at Black's state with genuine delight, relentlessly demanding the 'truth' from her.
Right now, Black is like a candle flickering in the wind.
Violence in the name of pleasure.
How long can Black keep her secrets under this brutal sexual torment?
It's impossible to say.
Hah... hah... hah...
Khuh... ugh... eek...!
The obscene honey leaking drip-drip from her pussy trails sticky strings as it patters to the floor.
Black remains bound in the center of the manager's office.
Her arms hoisted high and restrained, her body now hangs limp, all strength drained away.
Her deep navy hair, like the night sky, is soaked with sweat.
Her unnaturally pale skin, untouched by sunlight, glows flushed peach.
Every inch of her lewd body, slick with sweat and aphrodisiac lotion, reeks thickly of ripe female musk without a single spot spared.
Her pussy slit, now free of toys, twitches, quivering with its obscene folds.
Her breaths are ragged, and the blindfold over her eyes is soaked with her tears, damp and heavy.
A vulgar, whorish sight, utterly pathetic.
Yet because her original form is that of a beautiful magical girl, even this is adorably fuckable.
Hoo... hoo... hoo...!!
Shudder... twitch...!
No one's even touching her, but Black tenses up hard again, as if climaxing once more.
And as the tension drains from her body moments later, she can't hold it—spurt-spurt-spurt, she wets herself.
Having already been tormented into pissing buckets earlier, only a little comes out this time.
'Ugh... more... give me moooore...'
Black's urethra has already been fully developed into a proper pleasure zone through drugs and expert torture.
Even just piss or潮 can make her feel it now, enough to reach orgasm.
But this meager amount isn't enough.
If only she could piss out a massive load... that would feel so good, pushing her over the edge.
She even craves that rod from before, stirring her urethra again.
The agonizing pleasure torture that had felt so torturous is already missed.
Her urethra feels so empty...
Black's body has already gone mad.
The potent aphrodisiac injected into her has warped her entire body's sensations.
On top of being fucked to oblivion in both pussy and ass with toys, her urethra was tormented too.
Because of that novel, astonishing pleasure, strange sensations keep flooding her now—either her body or her mind has snapped somewhere.
No one's touching her, yet her body climaxes on its own repeatedly.
No hands on her, but suddenly her urethra stings, her womb twitches, her nipples tug, or something surges hot from her armpits, sending her over.
Her whole body has gone insane.
Her entire body has lost it.
Yet.
Even so.
—Black still refuses to answer, her will unyieldingly firm...
“...Hmph.”
As if this was unexpected, the Ten Manager finally looks troubled.
Magical girls' bodies are tough, so he could ramp up the torture even more.
But pushing further probably wouldn't get real answers out of her.
'Didn't seem like it.'
'Stubborn streak, huh... gotta reevaluate.'
He'd thought her a timid, weak-willed bitch.
But no matter how he looked at her now, that didn't fit.
To begin with, Black Twilight was the kind of woman who threw dropkicks at monsters, abandoning her own safety for a sense of justice to save civilian families.
Her personality had flaws and issues, sure, but her core was undeniably strong and resilient.
“Ah~ fine, fine. If you're just saying you went for a walk, nothing I can do about it. Guess not.”
With a sigh of apparent defeat, the Ten Manager finally relents and begins unfastening the restraints on her limbs one by one.
Black collapses limply, and the manager catches her body.
Embraced in a sturdy male frame, does she feel it again? Black shudders in his arms.
“Today's your win, Magical Girl. ...We'll see how long you last, though.”
The Ten Manager admits defeat readily.
Overstimulation could backfire on the hypnosis implanted in her.
So today's torture ends here.
But the interrogation isn't over.
'It'd be better for you to admit defeat sooner, Magical Girl.'
Whether Black senses his thoughts or not, she lies sprawled in her own piss on the floor, her body twitching and convulsing...
