Heaven and Hell
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"Uh... Nngh... Guh...♥"
"K-Klaris sis!?"
Meimung, who had followed Hypno into the room where he lived with Wintineas and Clarice, couldn't help but gasp the moment she stepped inside. There was Clarice, face-down with her ass up in the air, semen trickling down her thighs from between her hot pants.
"Oh, you finished quick this time."
"Sh-Shut... the fu...♥"
"Welcome... back, Hypno. Oh, Meimung's... here too."
"We're home, Winte!"
"H-Hi! Um, but why is Klaris sis...?"
"Don't mind her, Meimung. Clarice has sticky fingers—she steals people's money and stuff."
"She... steals?"
"Yeah. She's got a real klepto problem, haha. Of course, I told her to return it all and then come apologize."
"Apologize...?"
"Yep, yep. Apologizing with her body, right? Ignore this klepto bitch and come here, Meimung."
Hypno took Meimung's hands—still glancing nervously at Clarice—and squeezed them tight.
"Now you gotta soak up some praise too, yeah?"
"Y-Yes♡"
Normally, Meimung might have fussed over it more, but right now, with her craving Hypno's praise like never before, she brushed Clarice aside just as he said. She followed him to the bed where Wintineas waited, dressed in the sheer white lingerie she'd bought for Hypno. That morning, he'd told her in the consultation room that after his time with Meimung, it'd be all-day sex time—so she'd prepared.
Wintineas tilted her head and asked Hypno, "Why... is Meimung... here...?"
"W-Well... um..."
Meimung shrank under Wintineas's innocent question.
"Heh heh heh, she's here to watch us and learn."
"Le... learn?"
"Yeah, training for when she does it with her future darling! She's already so eager to learn—so cute and diligent, Meimung."
"Heh... heh hehet... Hypno oppa... so happy♡"
Wintineas watched Meimung beam uncontrollably at Hypno's praise. Meimung was one of the women Hypno planned to claim. Wintineas knew about their daily morning sessions in the consultation room from his reports. He'd told her how Meimung was falling for him night after night. It was obvious even to Wintineas—compared to their first meeting, Meimung was hooked. And she guessed he planned to teach her by demonstrating with Wintineas herself.
Wintineas had no issue with Meimung joining Hypno's women. If anything, she wanted to get closer to her. So...
I'll work... even harder!
During their all-day sex, she'd show off all of Hypno's favorite positions and plays for Meimung to see. If Meimung learned well and made him ecstatic later, that joy would be Wintineas's too. Specifically, she was sure a pleased Hypno would pleasure her even more. Days when Clarice came back buzzing from punishment, or when he'd had great sex in a consultation—those nights were always amazing for her.
Wintineas said to Meimung, "Meimung..."
"Y-Yes, Winte sis!"
"Watch... closely... okay."
"O-Okay! I'll watch suuuper closely and learn hard!"
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Whoa...! Whoa...!
Meimung watched Hypno and Wintineas's sex lesson, utterly entranced. Two hours in, her mind raced with shock and awe, her heart pounding as she lost herself in their passion.
Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
"Hah! Winte! You're the best today too! I love you, Winte!"
"Aahn♥ Nngh♥ Hyp... no♥ I love... you too♥♥ Hypno's cock is the best... today too♥ Aahn♥ Hypno's huge cock♥ Scraping my pussy nonstop♥ Aaahn♥ Squeezing♥♥ Hypno's ultimate cock... Squeez... Aahn♥ Aahn♥ Haaahhnngh♥♥♥"
Their sex was so stimulating, so fervent to Meimung. Not just rote fucking or slut-training. This was lovers truly in love. With the hypnosis commonsense stripped away, she blushed deeper, watching intently.
Amaz... ing...! Winte sis making those sounds! So... surreal!
Wintineas's usual languid tone gave way to erotic, woman-melting moans that pierced Meimung's ears.
And...
Meimung eyed Hypno thrusting vigorously. More drive than with Premi or Yandi. All for Wintineas's bliss—for her happiness alone. His every move screamed devotion to his beloved's pleasure.
"You're so pretty today too, Winte! So cute! I love you so much, Winte!"
"Aahn♥ Hypno♥ Hypno♥ Hiiing♥ Hypno's so... cool♥ Aaahn♥ Love you♥ Higguhng♥"
"I love you too, of course, Winte! Aaaah! Winteee!"
"Aaaaaahn♥♥♥♥"
Different from his other flings. With Premi or Yandi, it felt like one-sided pleasure-giving. But now? Pure lovemaking. Adoring, cherishing, sharing ecstasy. The true union of love Meimung's mother once described unfolded before her. Hypno lost in Wintineas. Her in him. Raw, undeniable.
And it hit her: his praise for her was obligatory. Empty words, no love.
Jealous...
She envied Wintineas. Not bitterly, but with longing. She yearned to hear those words—"cute," "pretty," "adorable"—from Hypno, sincere and heartfelt.
But...
She knew she wasn't his lover. He wasn't her darling. Yet she imagined: if mere routine praise filled her with such joy, what would true love's feel like?
"Mung..."
But it was futile, she knew. No room for her in those passionate eyes.
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Meimung watched their sex until evening. Hypno praised her focus, delighting her, but envy, regret, and sorrow bloomed in her chest.
Days later, those feelings lingered. Routine "cute"s tormented her doubts, yet Hypno-time soothed her. But now, each bliss recalled their love scene—reminding her some joys were forever out of reach.
"Heh heh het, Hypno oppa~♡ Pet Meimung more♡ Butt too~ Belly~ Thighs~ Rub all over cute Meimung's body. Squish and knead away♡"
"Yeah, yeah, Meimung's just so cute."
Hypno's hands stroked her body, squeezing her soft flesh. Post-Wintineas sex, Meimung craved more to fill her void—pushing bolder for praise, amplifying her happiness.
Mid-praise, Hypno said, "Oh yeah, stage night tonight, right?"
"Yes! Tonight Meimung dances and sings her cu~test☆"
"Heh heh, looking forward to cute Meimung then."
"Leave it to me! I'll show Hypno oppa tons of Meimung's cuteness! Oh, what're you up to tonight?"
"Me? After the show, heading to your room—cool?"
"My room?"
"Yeah, since you showed your cutest self... gotta praise you looots, right?"
"Whoaaa...!"
Post-peak-performance praise in her room? Her face lit up.
"For real? You'll praise Meimung looots in my room?"
"Of course. You'll head straight back after, yeah? I'll drop Winte and Clarice off first."
"Yes! I'll rush back and wait for Hypno oppa! Um... how much praise tonight...?"
Her eager eyes met his warm smile.
"Tons, obviously. If you're okay, could I crash at yours?"
A question that might alarm most women. But for Meimung? Pure ecstasy.
"Whoa...! You mean... praise till bedtime!?"
"Yep. All night if you want."
"All night... praise...!"
Her heart thumped with anticipation. Alone in her room. All night praised. Touched.
Can't wait...♡
"Stay over, Hypno oppa! Please do! I'll make super tasty dinner!"
She accepted instantly.
Evening. Backstage behind the tent, Meimung deep-breathed.
"Huu... Heh het. Tonight's stage: su~per cutest☆"
Hypno's promise thrilled her. She wouldn't neglect her other fans' joy either—that was real. Doubts be damned, she knew it. But Hypno's praise edged it out now.
Not that she took fans for granted. So for Hypno and them: her best show.
"Alright! Mung~mung☆"
She hopped onstage.
"Mung~mung☆ Hi hi everyone☆ It's Meimung!"
"Meimung~!"
Fans roared like last time. Overjoyed, she called back reflexively.
"Meimung is~?"
"CUTE~!!!"
And that moment.
For Meimung, her life's toughest stage had just begun.