7th Division Regular Meeting (Club - Hypnotic Teasing) (2)
'Huh...?'
'What am I doing right now?'
Spade suddenly felt puzzled and blinked her eyes open.
Directly across from her sat Apple, positioned almost as if facing her.
Despite it being a meeting, Apple was completely naked on her chair, openly masturbating with her intimate area exposed.
She kneaded her enviably full breasts with her own hands or rubbed that lewd slit, her body trembling and twitching.
Sultry, seductive sighs kept spilling from her lips.
Right beside Spade, her junior hero Club was also completely naked and busy pleasuring herself.
Not just Club—Vice-Leader Check and senior Coco were equally absorbed in masturbation.
"...?"
Spade dazedly raised her hand. A slick liquid stretched into thin threads between her fingers.
She too was naked, just like the others.
And until moments ago, she had been just as diligently masturbating.
This was, so to speak, a brief rest after her third climax.
'It's a meeting... but still.'
'The Administrator gave the order, after all.'
Being naked, and throwing herself into this shameful act of masturbation midway through the meeting—everything was to obey his command.
So there was nothing strange about it. Nothing strange at all.
'But... something... something feels...'
Something nagged at her.
Something felt off.
It felt like this shouldn't be happening.
As she thought that, a pair of hands suddenly landed on her shoulders.
It was Administrator No. 13.
"Spade? What are you doing? Tired?"
"Ah, no... I'm not. I'm not tired at all."
"Really? Then keep going properly."
No. 13 slid his hands down from Spade's shoulders and began kneading her breasts from below, lifting them upward.
A ticklish, pleasant sensation... Spade let out a sweet moan at the touch of No. 13's hands on her chest.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Captain Rahe half-slumped over the desk, catching her breath.
White fluid dripped steadily from between her legs.
Clear evidence that she had just been taken by Administrator No. 13 moments earlier.
Seeing that, Spade felt another strange sense of dissonance.
Why was the respected Captain Rahe in such a state...?
"Come on, Spade. Keep going too."
"Ah, ahh... Yes, I'll keep going... I'll do it...!"
No. 13's hand reached down to stroke Spade's slit, urging her on as she had stopped masturbating in a daze.
Just that brief touch was enough for Spade to feel the difference. She was reminded once again how much greater the pleasure was from his thick, firm fingers compared to her own.
Thus Spade resumed masturbating.
For a while, No. 13 stood behind her, enjoying himself by kneading her breasts and flicking her nipples.
Then he let her go and approached the well-rested Rahe, beginning to take her again.
Spade continued pleasuring herself more intensely while stealing glances at her captain's figure and the sight of No. 13 roughly pounding into her.
What was it... She felt something was wrong, but... the pleasure was even greater, so it probably didn't matter...
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"...I knew it. Something really is wrong."
"Eh? What do you mean all of a sudden?"
In the administrative office of the 7th Division base.
Spade, who had been working at her assigned task while seated in the office, suddenly muttered to herself. Club, who was in the same space, heard her and asked in confusion.
"Something's wrong... You mean what you mentioned this morning?"
Club recalled the events of the morning.
This morning, while commuting together, Spade had said she felt some kind of dissonance around her.
But Club couldn't understand what that dissonance was, nor could she guess its cause.
Just what exactly felt wrong?
"You got through the whole day without any problems, didn't you? The meeting went smoothly too. Or is there something wrong with the work you're doing right now?"
"You're right. What could the problem be?"
"Senior, if you say things like that, what am I supposed to do..."
Club respected the seniors of the 7th Division, but even so, she couldn't unconditionally agree with such vague, baseless statements.
In the end, she simply concluded that 'Senior must be tired from all the recent work.'
There really had been a lot of work lately, after all.
The entire 7th Division had been busy. They were likely to stay busy for a while longer.
Anyway, it was time to focus on work.
As Club thought that and turned back to the computer in front of her, she suddenly felt Spade's gaze directed at her from beside her.
"...Senior? What's wrong?"
"No, it's just... Club, are you okay? Nothing strange?"
"Huh? What's strange?"
"...I don't know. But something... right now, from Club..."
Club really couldn't understand why her senior was acting this way and let out a small sigh inwardly. Of course, only inwardly.
She didn't look down on Spade at all. Club held deep respect for all the seniors of the 7th Division, including Spade.
But these were the words of a respected senior. Maybe there really was something strange going on.
With that thought, Club checked her own body.
Right now, Club was naked. Even while working in the administrative office, she was completely bare without a single piece of clothing.
It couldn't be helped. Because she had been stripped. Since she had been stripped, being naked was unavoidable.
And although Club was sitting on her chair, she wasn't sitting alone.
No. 13 was sitting on the same chair with her. Club was nestled between his legs, embraced from behind as she focused on her work.
No. 13 reached his hands forward from behind Club, continuously teasing and fondling her lovely cherry-pink nipples and her modest breasts.
Club's breasts were smaller than anyone else's in the 7th Division, but that was precisely why she had received so many 'favors' from No. 13.
Using brainwashing hypnosis, he had greatly amplified the sensitivity of her breasts and nipples.
Recently, even wearing underwear bothered her so much that she often had no choice but to attach nipple patches underneath.
Having her nipples touched and her breasts kneaded like this, she had been feeling aroused for a while now. The stimulation to her nipples was distracting, and because of it, she had even lightly climaxed earlier.
Between her legs, lewd juices were flowing down just from the nipple play.
Naked in the administrative office. Having her nipples teased. Even climaxing.
Yet still, there was nothing 'strange.' There was nothing strange about what Spade was talking about.
Earlier, when Administrator No. 13 had entered this office, they had received his command not to pay any attention to whatever he did.
To act as if nothing was happening no matter what he did. To not notice his presence.
Following that suggestion, Spade and Club had become unable to perceive him.
Even when he stripped their clothes, even while they were working and he pinched their bare nipples.
They regarded everything No. 13 did as 'natural.'
...Therefore, neither of them realized anything was strange. That was the current situation.
"Club, let's kiss. Kiss."
No. 13 muttered while toying with Club's nipples. Without a word, Club turned her head.
When No. 13 pressed his lips to hers, Club entwined her tongue with his, making wet sounds.
She kissed him naturally, as usual, yet she herself didn't even register the fact that she was kissing.
"I knew it. That Administrator guy must be the cause. No matter how much I think about it, there was no such person before. But then one day he suddenly appeared... And every time I see him, I get this weird feeling... It's like some really unpleasant face is about to come to mind... Should I say he resembles someone a lot...?"
Since there was no reply from Club, Spade turned to look, but upon seeing that she was kissing, she turned away with a resigned expression.
As expected, she too didn't find it strange that she couldn't perceive No. 13 or that they were suddenly kissing in the administrative office.
No. 13's hands grew even bolder in their teasing of Club.
Not only did he torment her modest breasts and nipples, but his hands slid down to stroke her belly and reach her slit.
He fondled her soft labia and the cleft between them, then pushed his fingers into the hole and began stroking inside.
Club let out a sigh, "Aah." Then she grew puzzled, wondering why she had made such a sound.
Meanwhile, No. 13's fingers kept thrusting in and out of Club's vagina with wet sounds.
He precisely targeted her sensitive spots inside, rubbing them, and even stimulated the deepest parts.
Club's slit quickly became soaked and thoroughly aroused.
While embraced in No. 13's arms, a sweet fragrance wafted from Club's body. Her love juices soaked the chair seat below, and her hips squirmed, rubbing her buttocks against No. 13's body behind her.
At that mischievous and adorable sight, No. 13's touch grew even more intense.
Then his wet fingers pinched and lifted Club's clitoris.
"...Aah!!"
With that, Club's hips lifted, and she reached climax while trembling.