The Falling Hero (Rahe - Brainwashed Submission) (2)
"...Hm? Rahe, you're awake?"
No. 13, who had been kissing Coco while receiving Apple's orderly service on the sofa, belatedly noticed Rahe waking up.
He told Rahe to wait a little longer and turned his gaze back to Apple.
He grabbed Apple's waist and hips, thrusting upward himself and stirring even deeper inside her.
Hnnngh...!
Overwhelmed by the intense presence of the penis churning thickly and firmly inside her, Apple finally reached climax atop No. 13 with a long, shuddering sigh.
After pulling his penis out of Apple's climaxing pussy, No. 13 sat her on the sofa and turned toward Rahe.
His grotesquely erect penis was still rock-hard, glistening wet with Apple's lewd juices.
"You could've slept a bit longer. While you were out, I had your subordinates put on a little show for me. It was quite entertaining. Enough to enjoy a little more."
"You...!"
"Still, the main course is always better than the appetizer. In that sense, you woke up at just the right time, didn't you?"
No. 13 approached with a languid smile.
Rahe glared at him in anger, but glaring alone wouldn't accomplish anything.
"You roughly understand the situation now, right?"
"......"
Rahe remained silent, lowering her eyes. Within her lowered gaze, she saw her own hands tightly bound.
Her uniform jacket and pants had already been stripped away by the time she woke. Perhaps to check for hidden weapons.
The shirt she still wore had its buttons undone, leaving the front open. As a result, her black underwear and ample breasts were fully exposed.
Her hands and feet remained firmly restrained. In this state, she could neither move freely nor resist.
Magic... she couldn't use it.
From the moment she woke and confirmed No. 13's presence, she had tried to cast magic. She attempted to undo the bindings on her arms and even tried to ambush him, but neither worked.
Whether it was due to this space or some trick No. 13 had used, she couldn't use magic. Right now, she was nothing more than a bound, powerless captive.
She then recalled how things had come to this.
Rahe had come here to negotiate after learning her subordinates had been toyed with by Villain No. 13.
However, she had been defeated by her brainwashed subordinates and the trap he had prepared, losing consciousness.
At least there was one relief—she hadn't been controlled like her subordinates.
The fact that her consciousness remained clear was proof of that. That was likely why No. 13 had bound her like this.
Up to this point, Rahe could recall everything with the cool composure and insight befitting a captain.
...Surely, that was the case.
'...?'
She felt a faint, strange sense of dissonance, but the vague feeling quickly faded from her mind.
"Remember now? Do you understand your situation?"
"...Yes. In the end, I've been defeated by you."
"That's right. You fell into my clever trap, lost consciousness, and had your weapons taken. Thanks to our scientist's special technique, you can't use mana or magic. ...Right?"
"...? Yes. That's correct."
No. 13's tone sounded like he was confirming something, which felt odd, but since it was true, Rahe nodded.
Then she spoke to him.
"No. 13. Release my subordinates."
"...Good grief. Even in this situation, you say that? Didn't you say you fully understood the circumstances?"
"Yes. I understand. Even after understanding completely, I'm still saying it."
Rahe was clearly at a disadvantage. She wasn't in a position to demand anything from No. 13.
"Please, No. 13. It doesn't matter what happens to me. Just... release my subordinates. I'm begging you."
But still.
Even in this situation, she was their captain. The captain who protected and led her subordinates.
Rather than groveling submissively, she would do her best to protect them while maintaining as much captain-like dignity as possible.
That was surely the proper attitude for a captain.
No. 13 made a gesture of admiration toward Rahe, who remained composed even now. He also seemed impressed by her willingness to sacrifice herself for her subordinates.
But that was that.
There was no reason for No. 13 to accept Rahe's proposal. Rahe knew this too, so she hadn't expected it.
However, No. 13's next reaction was unexpected.
He stroked his chin as if seriously considering her request, taking his time.
"Rahe in exchange for releasing your subordinates... is that it? I could consider it."
"...?! Please...!"
At his smirking words, Rahe leaned forward desperately and pleaded.
No. 13 pushed her back down and glanced behind him.
"Actually, those women are just hostages. What I really want is you, Rahe. There's something I need you for. I mentioned it during the negotiation earlier, didn't I? Couldn't you cooperate with me for about three days?"
She remembered. But No. 13 had been the one to break off the deal first.
"A villain can't negotiate with a hero. You know that too, Rahe. You never intended to accept the negotiation from the start, right? Even if you'd made a promise on your constellation, you would've tried some trick. Or if not, you'd have prepared to eliminate me the moment your subordinates were freed, even at the cost of a penalty."
"......."
He was right. It was the truth. Exactly as No. 13 said.
In a normal situation, she might have felt guilty, but Rahe looked up at No. 13 with a bold expression, as if it wasn't a problem. No. 13 didn't bother to nitpick about it.
"That's how it should be between villains and heroes. Since I've taken your subordinates hostage, follow my orders, Rahe. Then, depending on how you behave, I'll return your subordinates today. I won't interfere afterward either. Of course, if you rebel or show any suspicious signs... well, you know what'll happen then, right?"
No. 13 spoke lightly, but the content of his words was quite heavy.
A hero couldn't yield to a villain's threats. But if this was the only way to protect her subordinates... she had no choice but to comply for now.
Rahe hesitated briefly but quickly made her decision. There was no other way.
"...Understood. I'll follow your orders. I'll do as you say."
"Good, Rahe. The deal is made."
It couldn't be helped. It was unavoidable. This was clearly the best she could do right now.
Yet strangely, her heart felt light... even though it was clearly a humiliating decision.
...Why...?
"Good, Rahe. So for the time being, you'll cooperate with me completely. Of course, I'll be asking for sexual relief too. You don't have the right to refuse."
This too was within her expectations.
Rahe nodded without much change in expression at No. 13, who wore a sinister smile.
"Good, smart choice, Rahe. ...Then let's start with a kiss."
No. 13's hand reached out and grabbed Rahe's chin. Forcing her head up, his face drew closer.
Then No. 13's lips covered Rahe's. A kiss. It felt strangely odd. Like she was floating.
No. 13's tongue pushed past Rahe's lips and entered her mouth. Rahe accepted it without resistance. As his tongue freely stirred and moved inside her mouth, she found herself entwining her own tongue with his, feeling oddly familiar.
'Huh...? What's this... feeling....'
It was strange... it was just a kiss.
Yet she felt something chilling rising along her spine and lower back. Heat surged through her all at once, leaving her feeling strange.
What was this? For some reason, her head was growing hazy....
* * *
—The brainwashing was successful.
No. 13 observed Rahe's condition and made his judgment.
He could feel Rahe's mental barriers crumbling significantly. The fact that this experienced, intelligent, and suspicious woman so easily believed his words and followed his lead was proof enough.
He could also sense that the blade-like hostility she had exuded had dulled. This too was likely due to the brainwashing.
No. 13 was an amateur at brainwashing techniques, so he wasn't entirely sure, but he felt things had progressed even further than the previous two days.
The adjustments he had made before Rahe regained consciousness seemed to have settled without issue. She genuinely believed she couldn't use magic. Without magic or mana, even the current No. 13 could easily subdue her.
Additionally, judging by her reactions during the kiss, the various suggestions he had added were working well.
Rahe believed she was free and clear-headed.
But in reality, she had become nothing more than a toy dancing in the palm of No. 13's hand.
Good. In that case.
From now on, it was time to reward himself for all his hard work.
* * *
No. 13 grabbed Rahe's arm, forcibly pulled her up, and led her to the bed.
Unable to resist No. 13's strong arm, Rahe was dragged along and forced to kneel before him.
His penis was thrust against her face. The dark-red mass of flesh, reeking of scent and still stained with Apple's fluids, looked even more grotesque.
"Now then, how about some service? As a captain, you should be good at servicing a man's cock, right?"
"...There's no reason a captain would be good at this. I've never even dated a man before...."
Rahe muttered in complaint, yet naturally brought her face closer to the penis and kissed it. Then she stuck out her tongue and licked.
It was strange. She had no memory of doing this. She shouldn't have any such experience.
Yet strangely, the moment it was presented before her face, she knew exactly what to do. As if it were ingrained in her body, her mouth moved on its own and began licking the thing.
Lick... lick... slurp...
Rahe's soft tongue continued licking No. 13's shaft. Starting from the mushroom-like glans, she carefully tended to the underside and the entire length.
Especially beneath the glans, she licked with particular care. It felt as if she had been taught to do so.
It smelled. A strange taste.
Yet this strange taste was oddly pleasant. It felt like she was finally getting something she had long desired.
Why was that? The more she licked this thing, the more precious it felt....
'What is this... what's happening... this strange feeling... I don't understand... but more than that... this taste... I like it... I feel like I could get addicted....'