The Heartless Android Rudolf and the Magical Girl (1)
Dragged along by our collars at the mercy of the robot butler named Rudolf, we were hauled forward like nothing more than luggage. At this point we weren't even being treated as beasts—we were objects, plain and simple.
“Keheuk… kheuk…!”
“The fuck you mean ‘come inside’…! Let go of me first, you bastard!”
We had only just escaped that torture chamber, or so we thought. The place this damned android butler had dragged us to was another dimly lit room that looked barely any different. Red and orange indirect lighting cast gloomy pools across the floor, and a large screen like a TV was mounted on the far wall. Tables lined the sides, and various tools hung from rings fixed to the walls. If the previous torture chamber’s implements had been instantly recognizable, these objects were completely alien. Just looking at them filled me with an instinctive, primal dread—the deep certainty that I should never let those things touch me.
“Did you just call him incompetent?! You called your own master incompetent?!”
When he said it with that much confidence, there was nothing left to argue. The mechanical butler Rudolf swiftly and flawlessly secured the three of us he had dragged in by our collars. The chairs looked like the kind you’d see at a dentist’s office, reclined almost flat. We were strapped onto them with our arms pulled up high and our legs spread obscenely wide. Neither Danbi nor I were the type to submit quietly, but the android’s strength far exceeded anything we could imagine. He overpowered us even while we were stuck in Power-Saving Mode. In the end we couldn’t even put up a proper fight before we were bound in place, our thighs and crotches forced open for display. The restraints around our ankles made it impossible to close our legs no matter how hard we tried.
The heavy cuffs on our wrists and ankles had been with us ever since Tutu captured us. These bracelet-like shackles could be remotely adjusted to change their weight, made to cling to specific surfaces like magnets, or even locked in midair. They seemed to be common restraint tools in Mekrak.
“Uuuuugh… let me go already…”
Danae, who had always claimed to be weak to being called a slut, had apparently reached her limit back in Kual’s chamber. She was already crying and begging for mercy. The android sat the three of us side by side, then began to run his hands over each of our bodies in turn.
“Wh-what the hell are you doing…! Get your hands off me, you perverted robot!”
The robot butler paid special attention to the Brand on our lower bellies, stroking them with meticulous care. The cold touch of his mechanical fingers made my skin crawl. He examined me, then Danbi, then Danae, inspecting each brand in turn before raising one hand. Something materialized in the air with a low hum.
“Th-that’s…!”
Danae let out a shrill cry of shock. What had appeared above Rudolf’s palm was unmistakably a Brand of Lewdness—identical to the one engraved on my lower abdomen.
“Wait, what? You have one?!”
“……?”
Danbi and I twisted our heads to stare at Danae in disbelief. Sure enough, a Brand was clearly visible on her lower belly—slightly different in shape from ours, but unmistakable. I had received mine from some third-rate villain back on Earth, and Danbi had gotten hers while imprisoned in Danae’s Castle. As for Danae, she already had one when we fell into Mekrak together, so I had assumed it was forcibly engraved by the tattooed men who had locked her up in the castle. But apparently not.
When Rudolf reached toward Danae’s lower belly, a high-pitched whine filled the air as the pattern began to dissolve like melting ink. The design vanished completely, revealing the pure, smooth, snow-white skin beneath.
“Aaaaaaaaah… I-I’ve been found out…”
Danae muttered in utter despair. I stared at her with pure betrayal written across my face while Danbi clicked her tongue as if she had expected this all along. We were supposed to be in this together after falling into this world! So she had been deceiving us the whole time with a fake Brand? No wonder she always seemed so relaxed when dealing with men!
“K-Kei?! Danbi?! This is, um… think of it as insurance for an emergency! It would be stupid to show your full hand, right?! That’s all it was~!”
“………”
“Come on, don’t look at me with those cold eyes… Fine! Since I’ve been caught anyway~ Go ahead and put the real Brand on me!”
“Hiiik?! I’m sorry! I apologize! No, I don’t want it! Don’t do iiiiiit~~~!! Put it on Kei instead! On Kei~~~~!!!!”
“Danae, you…”
“B-but one or two brands, it’s all the same anyway! Put it on Kei! On Kei~~~! Or put it on Danbi, she’d like it toooooo~~~~!!”
Danae thrashed desperately, but the restraints holding her limbs didn’t budge an inch. Rudolf pressed the Brand that had been floating above his palm directly onto her defenseless lower belly—precisely where her womb would be. A harsh mechanical hiss followed.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah?!!!!!!!!!”
While the Brand was slowly and meticulously engraved amid the mechanical whine, Danae screamed at the top of her lungs, thrashing her head from side to side. Her face gradually flushed crimson as tears rolled down her cheeks. When they put mine on, it was over in an instant…
“Nngiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!! Stoooooooooop!!! Aaaaaaaaah!!! Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig!!!!!!!!!!”
After what felt like an eternity of screaming and struggling, it finally ended. A few moments later…
“Hwe… hue… haa… hwaaa…”
When Rudolf withdrew his hand, Danae—face completely drenched in tears—finally began to calm down. Her breasts and nipples were rigidly swollen, and her pussy lips wouldn’t stop dripping with arousal, forming a small puddle beneath her.
“Heek… hiik…”
The aftereffects of the Brand seemed to linger; even without any further stimulation her body would occasionally twitch and spasm. I wasn’t sure how much of her mind was still intact. Objectively speaking it was pitiful, but I didn’t particularly feel like sympathizing. Serves her right. Bleh.
“Hi, hiiik… haat… Your cold hands… nngut… d-don’t touch it… it’s making me shiver… huak…”
“Hiiiiiiiiiiiiit…”
Rudolf’s mechanical hand persistently rubbed Danae’s lower belly, tracing over the newly engraved pattern. Each stroke made the delicate girl cry out pitifully and tremble all over.
“Ah… aaaaah… on my belly… huu… s-something like this brand… aaah… I’m ruined…”
Danae muttered in utter despair. After thoroughly inspecting her Brand, Rudolf turned what felt like a pitying gaze toward Danbi and me.
“No thanks, we’re good.”
At Rudolf’s words—Then let us proceed to the next step—I felt my womb clench involuntarily.
Hiiiiiiiiig… aaaaaah!! Uuugh… ah… stop… please…! Get away from meeee…!!! Ah… ahiiiiik… huugiaaaat… No… nooooo…!!
Endless lewd moans. Beastly panting and begging. And the constant buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuzz of vibration.
After applying the Brand to Danae, Rudolf immediately began what he called education.
“Auuugh… w-wait… how long are you going to… hiiik…!”
“My clitoris… my clitooooris…! Aaaaaah…!”
A round vibrating head mercilessly stimulated our pussy lips and clitorises. Three robotic arms had extended from Rudolf’s back, each equipped with what looked exactly like an Earth-style electric massager.
Danbi’s cries grew even more intense.
Danae let out a scream that sounded like her mind was breaking.
I, too, drooled helplessly as my body shook. Rudolf’s torture disguised as education was simple: tie us down and apply the vibrating attachments. Yet his movements were impossibly precise. He read our every reaction perfectly, adjusting the angle and timing with flawless accuracy to deliver the most devastating stimulation possible.
That much was within expectation. Any decent professional pervert could manage that much. But there was one critical difference.
Rudolf was a robot.
“Hiiiiiiiiiiiiik~~~!! Stop… stop… let me rest…!”
“Bullshiiiiiiit… hukyauuuuugh…!!”
├─ Status:ACTIVATED
├─ Status:ACTIVATED
├─ Status:ACTIVATED
├─ Status:ACTIVATED
No matter how much we begged or pleaded, Rudolf continued pressing the vibrators against us with mechanical detachment, never wavering, never tiring. He showed no emotion, no boredom. He simply tormented us with relentless, machine-like persistence, all for the sole purpose of breaking us.
Aaah… begging is useless… he has no human heart… he’s a lump of iron with a metal heart… there’s no hope…!
The realization tormented me on two levels. My body was already overwhelmed, but knowing my tormentor was a machine that no words or pleas could reach made my mind plunge into despair. If there was even the slightest chance to do something, no matter how hopeless the situation, a person could still find the will to resist. Even if that hope was illusory, as long as there was something to cling to, people don’t give up.
But when there was literally nothing you could do—when the only option was to lie there helplessly and take it, just like now—only then did a person’s spirit truly fall into the abyss of despair, shattered beyond recovery. I understood that now. I had learned it the hard way.
“Ugh… aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…!!!!”
My clitoris was being attacked so intensely it hurt. In the end I couldn’t hold back anymore. My body convulsed as I squirted, the obscene fluid dripping steadily down the massager pressed against my pussy. A vivid puddle had formed directly beneath me, and similar pools were spreading under Danbi and Danae as well.
“Hiiit…! Stop…!!!”
The vibrator that had been mercilessly tormenting my clitoris suddenly changed its pattern. Rudolf must have judged that my sensitivity had dulled. Now it swept up and down across my plump, glistening labia with a deep buuuuuuuuuzz. And his judgment was terrifyingly accurate.
“Nnguuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh…! Stoooop! I just came, I just caaaaaame! Huukiiit…!!!!”
Already drenched in sweat and exhausted, I could only drool helplessly as the devilish teasing drew more and more nectar from my body. If it had ended there, I might have been able to endure it somehow. But the true horror of this torture was only just beginning.