Desperate Resolve: The Life-or-Death Operation Continues (Rahe - Deepened Brainwashing Sex) (4)
He had already come once in the bathroom and once more in the living room, yet even that was nothing more than an appetizer.
The real work was only just beginning.
Villain No. 13 kissed Rahe again and began caressing her body. Though the alcohol was likely starting to affect her, his touch remained surprisingly attentive.
As he kneaded and stroked her, he asked how each spot felt. Rahe answered his questions diligently.
"Rahe, Rahe. From now on, this mouth of yours will feel like a pussy. Kissing with it alone will feel just as good as having sex."
"Rahe, Rahe. From now on, wherever my hand touches will become extremely sensitive. Two times, five times, ten times more pleasurable. It will feel incredibly lewd."
"Rahe, Rahe. Every time I touch you, that place will feel like an erogenous zone, no matter where it is. From the tips of your hair to your fingernails and toenails, you will feel it that way. Because my hands are magical hands."
Villain No. 13 added new suggestions and repeated them while carefully caressing Rahe's body. Watching her reactions, he forced her responses to guide her adaptation to the brainwashing.
Roughly two out of every three suggestions seemed to take hold without issue. Once her suggestibility deepened further and the brainwashing advanced, he would clearly be able to implant suggestions even more efficiently.
Ah, ah...
After layering various lewd suggestions and drawing out her responses, Rahe's normally composed expression began to crumble, and lewd, wanton moans started spilling from her lips.
The sight of her panting with a broken expression was more seductive and sensual than anyone else's.
Amid desires that were difficult to endure in many ways, Villain No. 13 continued his work.
Schlick...
Aah...
Villain No. 13 inserted his cock into Rahe's pussy once more.
This time it was not the vigorous sex from earlier. This was sex meant to inspect the inside of her pussy.
He slowly pushed his penis in, poking and rubbing various spots inside Rahe. Each time, he asked for her impressions.
"Ah, ngh... Right there... feels good...."
"This side... I'm not sure... But No. 13's cock... is too big...."
After thoroughly checking her insides two or three times over, he managed to locate her weak spots. It was certainly useful information for conquering Rahe.
Villain No. 13 also tried thrusting at drastically different angles, stirring deep inside while twisting in circles, and rapidly pounding against her cervix.
He pulled out and thrust back in, switching between slow and fast, or moving millimeter by millimeter at an excruciatingly slow pace... experimenting with all sorts of techniques while asking for her feedback.
As expected, Rahe answered every question diligently.
'Aah! It's hot... I'm shivering... This feels so embarrassing....'
'How long is this going to continue?'
"Good, Rahe. It's about time we wrap this up."
Villain No. 13 implanted a new suggestion into Rahe.
The new suggestions were: "It feels better and better with every thrust" and "Your sensitivity increases more and more with every stroke of my cock."
Once the new suggestions were in place, Villain No. 13 began moving his hips faster and faster.
Gripping Rahe's ass tightly with both hands, he pounded into her at high speed. Occasionally he would rub the weak spots he had identified or move his cock in the ways that had proven most effective, driving her even further.
Ngh... hng... ah...!
Rahe's reactions were intense. Whether it was because the suggestions had taken hold properly or simply because she was being relentlessly pounded and her weak points exploited, she was being driven to the brink.
Before long, beast-like panting spilled from Rahe's mouth. The lewd moans and her voice only heightened Villain No. 13's excitement, making his thrusts feel even more ferocious.
Every time his cock thrust into her, Rahe's heavy breasts swayed and her large ass trembled.
Eventually, Villain No. 13 savored her hot, lewdly clinging pussy to the fullest... and began to ejaculate inside her.
He poured his thick semen into her already hot, sticky depths.
"~~~~~~~~~~!!"
'I'm coming... I'm coming... I'm coming...!!'
Almost simultaneously, Rahe climaxed as well. Sparks flew in her mind, and she felt as though the inside of her body was melting. That was how good Villain No. 13's cock and their sex had felt.
Villain No. 13 stayed buried inside Rahe for a long while, as if determined to pour every last drop into her.
When nothing more came out, he finally pulled out. As he withdrew his cock from the vaginal walls that clung to it as if refusing to let go, Rahe twitched with a sweet sigh.
Villain No. 13 wiped his soiled cock on her body, then ordered Rahe to clean the rest with her mouth.
Rahe obeyed, beginning to clean his cock with her mouth. Villain No. 13 simply looked down as she sucked noisily or licked diligently with her tongue.
'Hoo... That was satisfying.'
Sex with Rahe, using Rahe to ejaculate, was always extremely satisfying.
Whether it was because of the thrill of having an incomplete brainwashed slave before him, or simply because Rahe's body was incomparable to anyone else's, he could not choose.
Either way, today had not been a bad time. And he had achieved all the goals he had set for today.
Whether because of her lewd body or the excessive stamina that came with being an Awakener, Villain No. 13's penis grew erect again while receiving Rahe's cleaning fellatio. It had barely gone down even right after ejaculation to begin with.
He wanted to enjoy her a little longer, but remembering Dorothy's advice, he decided to stop here for today.
"Captain Rahe. Could you look into my eyes for a moment?"
He pulled his thoroughly cleaned penis from Rahe's mouth. Then, to the reluctant-looking Rahe, he erased the memories of what he had done today, added a few more suggestions, and put her to sleep.
The sleeping Rahe was laid gently on the sofa. After tidying up by wiping her body with tissues and dressing her, he left.
And not long after Villain No. 13 departed.
Rahe's eyelids trembled, and her eyes opened.
She had woken up far earlier than Villain No. 13 had expected.
Rahe opened her eyes, sat up from the sofa, and looked around....
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And so another day passed.
The meeting date set by the Villain Alliance was tomorrow. Villain No. 13 had to completely dominate Rahe by then and turn her into his loyal subordinate.
Still, over the past few days, the brainwashing work on Rahe had been progressing quite smoothly.
With ordinary members, the game would already be over, but considering Rahe's danger level, he had been overly cautious, which made the process take longer than usual.
Even taking that into account, the work itself was going smoothly, and it seemed he would soon be able to shape her to the desired level. At least, that was what Dorothy had predicted.
However, Dorothy's prediction assumed everything would proceed without issues within roughly a 10% margin of error.
If some variable occurred and that variable's error exceeded 10% when converted to numbers... then, no one could say what would happen.
Yes. As long as there were no variables, as long as nothing unexpected occurred... surely, everything would go well.
Surely it would.
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"I'm coming in, Captain Rahe."
With her usual cheerful knock, Apple entered.
As always, she carried a tray with light refreshments, coffee, and that ornate sugar cube box.
"Welcome, Apple. Did you brew coffee for me again today? Thank you so much for the delicious coffee every day."
"Hehe, I'm glad I can be of help to you, Captain! Would it be all right to add one sugar cube today as well?"
"Yes. It really does taste completely different because it's expensive. If you could tell me the brand name later, I'd like to buy some myself."
"Of course. I'll send it to you via messenger later."
Exchanging friendly words, Apple placed the items from the tray in front of Rahe.
Because the suggestion "Always put sugar in your coffee" had been implanted, Rahe did not stop Apple from dropping a sugar cube into the coffee right in front of her.
After stirring it quickly with a spoon, the sugar-infused coffee was offered to her. Rahe thanked her again and accepted it.
Rahe brought the cup closer, savoring the aroma of the coffee.
Probably to wait for Apple's evaluation while she stood there, she slowly brought the cup to her lips....
"—Apple."
"Yes, Captain."
"Is there something in this?"
"...Yes?"
The coffee cup that had been approaching Rahe's lips moved away again.
Apple gave a response. No, it was not a response.
Feeling a sudden chill, what came out of Apple's mouth was not an answer, but the "brainwashing key" that had been engraved into her.
"『Rahe's stone gate—』"
Before the words "close" could follow.
Rahe's fingers were shoved into Apple's mouth. The face of Captain Rahe, who had been sitting at her desk, was suddenly right in front of her.
"...I had hoped it wouldn't be the case."
Faced with Rahe's bitterly muttering expression, Apple could only stand frozen with wide eyes.