Master

The man's eyes had gone completely blank. Those guys had held out for a solid three minutes, at least. Lumia's magic had cut off.

She stared at the cock right in front of her.

Hoo, it looks so damn delicious. The kind of dick that made her mouth water on instinct, twitching right there before her eyes.

Just one taste?

There was still plenty of time.

As she brought her face close to the cock, a humid, somehow addictive scent wafted over her.

Disgusting. But subtly...

Sniff sniff.

An addictive smell, just like that.

Lick.

"Guh?!"

The man's body jerked and spasmed upward.

"Pfft, haha, that's fun."

What would that addictive scent taste like? Was that the thought? Unconsciously, she wrapped her lips around the mouthwatering cock.

"Hahmp."

Bluuuuurgh.

Cum erupted from the dick, filling her mouth and flooding straight down her throat.

"Glurgh?!!"

In an instant, her mouth ballooned full, and her unresponsive throat swallowed it all without closing.

"Kehok, kek, kehok."

This crazy bastard? No, no need to break him yet. She had to take it slow to savor Lumia Star's despairing expression for longer, deeper.

Just imagining it made her crotch drip wet.

Huuu.

She wanted to ram that cock into her pussy right now, but that would kill the man. She didn't know why, but ever since returning as a survivor, her body had become like this. She'd only ever masturbated with dead cocks over and over. Despite that, the emptiness never filled, leaving her flailing in desperation. But this time would be different. What face would Lumia make watching this man writhe in ecstasy as he got raped? There was a guillotine prepared in the corner of the factory. What if she severed the already-dead man's neck? How ecstatic would it be to see his head roll right before her eyes?

Haaaaah.

The highlight! The moment his head fell and their eyes met—what expression would she wear?

Aaaah...

Just picturing the sight of her despair blooming like a wilting flower sent shivers racing across her skin. All preparations were complete. Now.

She gazed at the man, still unconscious and panting.

How long until Lumia found this place? It had taken her three minutes to get here... Lumia could probably do it in one. But since she'd already missed her target, searching the surroundings would take time. She didn't doubt that monstrous ability of hers, so it wouldn't drag on forever. Ten minutes, tops?

In the meantime, maybe toy with this man's mind a little? A broken man begging for his life. That sounded good too! Watching Lumia crumble at the sight—hee hee hee. A vile smile wouldn't leave her lips. How was she such a genius?

A hazy mind. Floating consciousness. Then the status window appeared.

A rush of euphoric bliss washed over him, like being drunk on the high of becoming immortal.

Clang—snap!

Huh? Did the chains just break? Those chains tied to the building pillar—snapped? By this man? A regular guy? With what strength? He was doped up, couldn't even move...

Myohwa Seorin couldn't comprehend what was happening before her eyes.

"You... what the hell are you?"

The man slowly rose. Then he grabbed her arm.

What the—?

His eyes were still vacant.

"Let go!"

What the hell? Why couldn't she muster any strength? No way—a mere civilian's grip holding her back? Bullshit.

She twisted her whole body to wrench free, but it was like a rock—immovable.

"What the fuck are you?!"

Then he seized her by the hair.

"Let go! I said let go!"

Her head slammed into the bed. Huh?

Something was wrong. That thought flashed through her mind.

SMACK!

"Grraaah?!!"

Electricity pierced from her waist to her skull. Huh? Did he spank her ass? It stung sharp.

"You fucking bastard!!!"

She tried to rise. She should have been able to easily, but...

CRACK!

"Gahaaaah!!"

Sparks flew from her head. The shock arched her back automatically.

"Hek hek, what the fuck are youuuu!!"

It hurt. What was this? Tears welled up.

SMACK!

"Grraaagh."

Pssht, pfft.

Her legs trembled uncontrollably.

Why? What? What sensation was this?

Her whole body shook, unable to resist. Why...?

He was just a weakling? Why to such trash...?

CRACK!

"Greeeek ogaaah?!!"

Pssshhh!

Her mind felt like it would shatter. Sparks burst everywhere in her head.

Flames flickered from her scalp.

"Heh grr?"

Her ass burned and throbbed.

"Hoo haaaah hoo haaaah."

She had to snap out of it. What was this guy? Had he really become a villain? But she'd killed villains dozens of times. Villains were just slightly stronger humans. They couldn't beat a magical girl...

No answers came no matter how she spun her dizzy head.

"S-sorry, I... I fucked up, so... please..."

She had to escape first. If she took more, her body would really break.

"So, just let me go for a sec?"

She never imagined groveling under some man like this. But she couldn't resist the crushing force.

"..."

No response.

"Hey, say something..."

SMACK!

"Graaaah?!!#@$!@#%."

Pssshiiiit. Her pussy squirted pathetically.

Her head was wrecked.

"Ah oo graaah?!"

Her body jerked up and down like it was broken, thrashing to escape his grip. But that single hand pinning her head stopped it cold.

Me...

Pfft, pssshhhh.

Did I... piss myself? From getting spanked by a man?

Bullshit. No way.

I'm Myohwa Seorin of the Heresy Inquisition. Me, the infamous one, ass-spanked by some guy...?

She wanted to deny this reality. No. No way.

But there was no escape. The next slap came right on cue.

CRACK!

"Ogaaaah?!!#@$#%$@."

Her crumbling reward system started accepting it as pleasure. And she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠knew it all too well from torturing and training countless others. She was breaking. Turning into a body that squirted every time her ass got hit.

Run... gotta run.

No. No no no no! Don't wanna break. Don't wanna break again. Please.

"I-I'm sorry. I fucked up... graaah@#?$#!@?"

Stars burst before her eyes. Her body had already shattered long ago.

But she knew the end from her survivor days. Pleasure's swamp had no bottom. Magical girls' ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠nervous systems had evolved that way.

Had to stop here.

"Pleeease ha haaaah pleeease I fuuuucked uuuup?!@#!@"

Somehow escape. She clutched the bedsheet and yanked, but it meant nothing. Instincts kicked in for survival, flailing wildly.

"Save me saaaave meee kht.?#!@"

SMACK!

Pssshhhh!

Her vision spun. Memories of flailing in pleasure's swamp resurfaced. Tentacles blinding her eyes, brainwashing with info, inserting, warping her body. Her body was changing like then. Ah.

Aaaah...

No.

I fucked up. I fucked up so bad.

How I'd endured, with what resolve.

Ah.

To not corrupt. How I'd held on.

Th-the thi-ing.

Gonna lose it...

A lever appeared before her eyes. What was that? Couldn't remember. Do something, anything...

With her whole body pinned and trembling, she raised a shaky arm and pulled the rope.

Shwaaaah!

Cold liquid rained from above.

Water...?

Why water falling?

Her broken mind struggled to infer. Restarting her pleasure-melted brain.

Rope.

Liquid.

...

She remembered.

Drugs.

Spare comprehensive drug tank.

Twice the concentration...

Practically meant to kill...

Ah.

Her whole body burned hot.

Trembling like she was in heat.

...

Ah...

It's over.

She felt the man's hand pressing her head harder. Something hot and thick touched her lower belly. Pulsing like it would burn her.

Fucked.

"Save... me..."

She squeezed out her last strength to beg. No—grovel. Spare my life. Don't end my life. That kind of groveling.

But... the terror that never answered from the start just drew closer, slowly.

It pressed into her pussy lips. Die. Die die die.

Her mind warped. Breaking.

Magical girls stiffen when overwhelmed by extreme emotion. That was their minimal defense mechanism. It triggered now—real death was at the door.

"Ah..."

Squelch.

The cock invaded, crushing her inner walls.

Her muscles contracted and relaxed across her body.

Instinct drove her to push it out somehow, thrashing. Contracting and relaxing her walls to expel it.

But...

Squelch grind.

It crushed that resistance mercilessly and pierced through.

"Ah..."

For the first time, she tasted a living cock. The living man's cock she'd craved endlessly. But her nerves were hundreds of times hypersensitive now, driven to the limit by terror and repeated conditioning. Instinct told her: no turning back.

Seorin's eyes rolled back.

Drool poured from her mouth.

Her pussy convulsed mercilessly.

Pussy juice gushed nonstop.

Consciousness shattered into fragments and vanished.

"Oog ght oh guk."

Human language was gone.

She just expelled air with every thrust into her body.

"Oog ght euk guht."

Myohwa Seorin had passed out and woken countless times already. Her will to resist was long gone; she could only helplessly accept her shattered fate. All that remained in the abandoned factory was a Heresy Inquisitor turned onahole and a man lost to reason, turned beast.

A woman embraced the man from behind as he pounded away madly.

"Sorry I'm late."

"Ah oo... ah..."

"Siwoo, you're okay now."