#20 The Captive Heroine’s Complete Submission (Club – Total Obedience Brainwashing) (2)
#20 The Captive Heroine’s Complete Submission (Club – Total Obedience Brainwashing) (2)
Schlick… schlick… schlick… schlick… schlick…
Squeeze… knead… grope… caress…
No. 13’s hands were roaming over Club’s body.
Just from his touch, no matter where he kneaded, stroked, or brushed, Club couldn’t keep her senses. She kept trembling and letting out shaky sighs.
Her face was flushed all the way to her ears, and her heart was pounding wildly. She even had the illusion that her womb was throbbing like her heart. Club couldn’t understand the changes happening to her own body at all.
“Huu… oh… M-Master 13… 13… No… you can’t… this is…”
“Don’t worry, I told you. Don’t you trust me? I asked you to trust me.”
“……I-I’ll trust you… I do trust you… but… still…”
“Thank you for trusting me. So, it’s okay, Club.”
As he spoke, No. 13 pressed firmly on Club’s lower belly. A sigh that sounded almost like a moan escaped from Club’s lips. She widened her eyes, her expression showing complete confusion about what was happening to her body.
In front of them stood a full-length mirror that No. 13 had set up at a slight distance. Thanks to it, even while holding Club from behind, he could clearly see every expression on her face.
Burying his face in Club’s hair — which still carried the faint scent of shampoo and a delicate feminine fragrance after her recent shower — No. 13 chuckled softly.
His hand, which had been rubbing her belly, moved upward again and began playfully fondling her modest breasts.
“Club’s breasts are cute and lovely. I’ve told you before, remember?”
“…I-I don’t believe you… You’re always just teasing me…”
“I asked you to believe me.”
“……Ah, ugh, uwaa, no, huut…!!”
Club panicked. Up until now, No. 13 had complimented her breasts many times.
She had thought he was just teasing her — and he had been, at least half the time.
But along with his words, a strange change occurred inside Club. She believed him. Her breasts, which she had never felt confident about, seemed to change at a fundamental level the moment she heard his praise…
“Ah, aah, 13, no, you can’t touch them. My breasts, if you touch them now…!”
“Why? Because it feels good when I touch your breasts? Even though they’re small and modest, when my magic hands touch them, you can’t help but feel good, right? Hehe, I see. As expected, both you and your breasts are cute and lovable.”
While continuing to knead her breasts, No. 13 planted a soft kiss on her ear.
Just that was enough to make Club feel like her mind was about to fly away. She didn’t even know what sounds she was making anymore. Only shaky sighs kept spilling out…
No. 13 focused especially intently and persistently on tormenting her breasts. He didn’t just knead them — he slowly rubbed and caressed her nipples as well.
Club kept feeling better and better. She couldn’t understand why she was reacting so strongly to this kind of touching. ‘Magic hands’? Was it because of these so-called magic hands? Was this No. 13’s ability as an awakened being?
…Aaaaaaaaah, I don’t know, I don’t understand, I can’t figure it out at all…!
No. 13’s hands spent a long time fondling, stroking, and teasing her breasts and nipples. In the end, Club reached orgasm from just her breasts and nipples being played with.
Come to think of it, ever since the first day No. 13 had toyed with her… she felt like she had been constantly trained to cum from her nipples… Today she had reached climax even faster than usual…
No. 13’s hand moved downward again. He pressed firmly on her lower belly as if saying hello in passing, then reached between her legs.
His next target was Club’s pussy and clitoris. Club cried out in alarm.
“No, no! Not there… with your hand…!!”
“Be quiet, Club.”
The moment No. 13 whispered, the strength left Club’s hands, which had been trying to push his arm away.
She couldn’t resist. Resistance had no meaning to begin with.
No. 13’s hand freely began to caress her pussy however he wanted. He rubbed her soft, elastic labia and stroked up and down along her slit.
Club could only cover her face and desperately endure the stimulation. Even that was taken away when No. 13 ordered her not to hide and moved her hands aside. Her lost hands wandered helplessly in the air.
His thick fingers pushed into the gap of her slit, into her pussy hole. One, then two — a total of two fingers.
Thanks to the training with the dildo, two fingers entered her surprisingly easily. Yet it didn’t feel loose at all. Instead, her pussy squeezed even more tightly and pleasantly than before.
No. 13 gently stirred and probed inside her pussy with his fingers. Lewd, wet sounds — squish, squish — echoed from her pussy.
After fingering her for a while, he pulled his fingers out.
He smeared the love juices he had scooped from her pussy onto her clit area. Then, using the natural lotion Club had provided, he began rubbing her clit with slow, deliberate strokes — squish, squish, schlick, schlick.
No. 13’s hands were magic hands. At least to the current Club, they were. Just being touched made her feel good. The more he touched her, the better it felt. And if it was her already sensitive clitoris…
“Ughk, huuk, higuk, uheeeeeeeek~~~!!!”
Club let out a throat-scraping cry, completely losing control.
The thrilling sensation piercing through her entire body made it impossible to keep her senses. Every time he stroked that sensitive little bean, an electrifying shiver shot up her spine all the way to the top of her head, making her belly and mind tremble violently.
As if it still wasn’t enough, No. 13 peeled back the hood of her clitoris and directly pinched the exposed pearl. Club’s waist lifted. Her whole body trembled with orgasmic waves.
“Uhe, no, no, no, 13, no, no… no…!!!”
Her convulsing body from climax collapsed limply back into No. 13’s arms.
At the same time, something shot out from Club’s urethra. Overwhelmed by the surging pleasure and orgasm, she seemed to have lost control of her bladder… and urine began trickling out.
Club saw the sight through the full-length mirror right in front of her. She shook her head frantically, as if saying this can’t be happening.
To think she had wet herself right in front of a villain — no, right in front of this man. She was so embarrassed she couldn’t even lift her head.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, Club.”
“It’s not okay, how can it be okay…!”
“I said it’s okay, Club. I asked you to trust me, didn’t I?”
“Ah, ugh….”
No. 13 stroked Club’s face and blew gently into her ear. Club’s body shivered. Urine was still trickling from between her legs.
“I like you, Club. I like you very, very much. I’m fond of you. So I’m on your side. Because I’m on your side.”
“That’s why no matter what you show me, I can accept it. I won’t laugh at you. I’ll think you’re pretty and lovable.”
“Even if you’re a girl who wets herself in embarrassment, even if you’re a perverted masochist who can’t help but go crazy for a villain’s cock, I’ll still think you’re lovable.”
Like snake venom, No. 13’s words seeped into Club. They seeped in, and kept seeping in.
His hand began to move again, slowly caressing her body. The urine had stopped, but the traces of it still remained between her legs.
“Let’s continue. We’re going to keep going.”
“Club, Club. Trust me. I’m on your side.”
“I’ll prove it by making you feel good.”
“Every time you feel good because of me, you’ll trust me more and more… You’ll accept me more and more.”
“I’m sure you’ll understand me soon, Club.”
No. 13 smiled kindly. Smiling kindly, he turned Club’s head and kissed her.
While feeling No. 13’s kiss and his tongue pushing into her mouth… Club trembled as his hand once again began playing with her nipple.
The wet traces of urine were roughly wiped away with tissues and toilet paper.
No. 13 supported the dazed Club and led her into the bathroom.
There, he gently washed her pussy and the traces of urine.
Club simply entrusted her entire body to No. 13’s hands, like a pet.
Really, being like this… it feels like I’ve truly become his pet, Club thought.
Of course, even while lightly washing her body, even while his hands caressed her pussy along with the shower water, No. 13 continued planting suggestions in her mind.
To trust him even more. To feel that his touch was unbearably pleasurable. To want to be with him even more.
“13… 13, thank… you… thank you… If it weren’t for you, 13… I wouldn’t even have been able to clean up after wetting myself… It’s all… all because you’re here… because Master 13 is here for me…”
“You’re welcome, Club. I’m happy I can help you. You are mine, and I am on your side. So washing your dirty pussy is only natural.”
By the time they finished the bath, Club’s world had completely changed…