[The Saintess is a Hypnotic Sexual Toilet] (1-2)

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

Author: Da Mu Junyemen
Published on the forum on 2017/4/29
Words: 23588
Oh, I can't believe I dared to post my last story at the end of the month. Well, this hypnosis is so weak
that it's almost unbearable. It's mainly about training and sex. I've really enhanced the plot. By the way,
I feel like I've run out of ideas and my writing is becoming homogenous lately, so this is my last story for a while.
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(1)
The Sverran Desert, between the Water City and the Desert City, is a desolate wasteland where humans and beasts are extinct.
Several well-armed carriages are speeding across the scorching yellow sand, with countless knights on warhorses
escorting them nearby.
"Ugh, I'm so bored, Allen, chat with me."
"..."
"Are you a wooden man?"
I didn't open my eyes and silently listened to a girl's clear voice chattering incessantly beside me.
"Allen, why have you been so still? Are you feeling unwell? Would you like me to heal you with my holy light?"
"No need, Your Holiness."
I finally couldn't help but speak. The person before me was a young woman with long hair, radiating youthful energy.
In the dim light outside the carriage window, this
girl with large eyes and a large bust, her face bearing an air of superiority, was looking at me with concern.
"Tch, I thought you were mute. You haven't uttered a word since we set off in the carriage." She pouted,
turning her head away in dissatisfaction, her alluring curves barely concealed beneath her holy robes.
"I'm just Your Holiness's bodyguard. If I have too much contact with Your Holiness, I'm afraid I'll
be beheaded by the Knights Templar outside." As a temporary employee of the Holy See, I naturally had to be polite, so I turned to the Holy Maiden with a fawning smile. Of course, the real
reason was that I was afraid of being attracted by the Holy Maiden's beauty and doing something that would give me away.
What a mess! I, the renowned swordsman Alan Fleischer, am wanted by the kingdom for some reason. To protect myself, I
joined the Church of Light, only to be relegated to a miserable temporary job. The bishop noticed my abilities and made me the Saintess's bodyguard,
diligently protecting her for months. Now, a group of Templar Knights are taking a dislike to me, and on my very first
mission, they threatened to keep their distance from the Saintess.
After all, she's been "close" to me for months.
Just then, the carriage in front of us braked suddenly, and we all stumbled and nearly fell.
"What...what's going on...!?"
I groaned in pain, hitting my head, and peered out to see what was happening.
A dense mass of people lay ahead, each with an unnatural, mechanical expression. The leader remained silent
, though strangely bleeding black blood from his nose. He swung his greatsword, and several times our number of men
surged forward, ready to tear our caravan apart in a matter of seconds.
"What's wrong?" I asked the driver, who stammered that the people in front had suddenly blocked the road, shouting
something like, "Hand over the Saintess and let us die a complete death!
" "Aaaaaaah, what do we do?!" I exaggeratedly shrank back into the carriage and screamed, as if an atmosphere of despair
filled the carriage, while Saintess Fiana just stared at me with wide eyes and curiosity.
"Aren't you a very powerful swordsman? Why are you so panicked? Speaking of which, you've been my servant for months and haven't
shown any power."
"I can only deal with a few people, there are thousands of troops outside!! And I'm a bodyguard, not a servant!
...Speaking of which, Saintess, you must have some kind of divine power, please save us!" I clutched my head in pain. There were so
many people outside, even if I used my 'ability' to hold off a few, I would be torn to pieces by the rest.
"I should never have gone to this damned missionary work in the desert city, we're doomed." Fiana also looked
worried.
"Ahhh, aren't you the Saintess?!" I jumped up excitedly, opened the window, and stepped out onto the window.
"I'm going first... no, I'm going down to hold them off. Goodbye!"
"Useless man, I was just kidding." Fiana sighed. "You think our church
rules the continent's faith because we all have divine grace?" After saying this, she stood up and walked out of the carriage,
slowly chanting an incantation.
"What?" I was stunned. Only then did I see that the temple knights outside were riding horses, their bodies
radiating golden light as they charged into the midst of the invaders. Although the invaders were inexplicably swinging their swords recklessly, they couldn't harm
the knights in the slightest, and were killed in just a few rounds.
As a gust of wind blew by, the sweet and lovely long-haired girl continued chanting her incantation. Due to
the surge of magic, the blouse under her nun's habit was stretched taut by her ample breasts, and her loose skirt was billowing
in the air, exposing her two long, straight, snow-white legs.
I, however, had no time to admire the saint's beauty, for this strange magic made the paladins invincible,
slaughtering their enemies with unparalleled ferocity, yet their bodies remained unstained by blood. Due to the vast difference in combat power, the intruders
were all wiped out within three minutes.
A moment later, the captain of the knights stepped forward to report, "Your Grace, judging from their clothing, the attackers are
thieves from the surrounding area."
"How could that be!" I immediately interjected. "Thieves are very clever. Look at them, coming to their deaths one by one. They
're obviously people of faith, probably heretics."
Fiana rolled her eyes at me and said gently to the captain, "Their attack is indeed abnormal
. Could you investigate?"
The captain pondered for a moment, then said with a dark face, "Actually, we wanted to capture them alive, but they were all lifeless,
wouldn't listen to any negotiations, and weren't afraid of death, so we had no choice but to kill them all."
While they were still troubled, I got out of the carriage to examine the corpses and discovered that the blood on each body was
black. With a grave expression, I walked back to the carriage: "We're in trouble. It's Black Hypnosis. They've all been
controlled."
"What?!" Everyone present exclaimed in surprise.
"You all know about this, right? Directly destroying the opponent's central nervous system to control them. This hypnosis can
be described as a 'devastating' attack. Even if someone hypnotized doesn't die, they'll become brainwashed afterward."
"Damaged idiots, their blood is black due to physical exhaustion."
"They're 'heretics'." Fiana suddenly realized, then waved her hand, "It's alright, let's keep
going. We'll reach a safe desert city tomorrow anyway."
Tonight might not be safe. This thought flashed through my mind.
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The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is quite large; it often only takes a few hours to go from scorching heat to freezing cold.
Many deserts on the continent of Faya are known as "hell," resembling volcanoes by day and turning into iceboxes at night.
The Sverran Desert is one of the legendary "hell" deserts.
The temperature had already dropped rapidly below zero by midnight.
I stood shivering outside the saintess's tent, watching the paladins who were keeping watch back and forth, lamenting, "I should have
behaved better during the day."
"You were really unmanly today. You're punished by having to keep watch for me tonight." Fiana left these cold words
and went into the tent.
"Wow, zero casualties in today's battle! The Church is really something!" I shouted at the tent.
"Your flattery won't work. As my servant, if your master orders you to guard the door, you have to be a watchdog."
The saintess's angry voice inside the tent was unyielding.
"Huh? I'm just a guard, how did I become a servant?"
"I said yes! So it is!"
"..."
Okay, I'll have to rely on my fighting spirit to keep warm tonight. I was smiling bitterly when suddenly a familiar aura in the distance
caught my attention.
It's her!!
My heart pounded, and ignoring the shouts of others, I grabbed my sword and ran away.
"Hey, Allen, where are you going?" The saintess's surprised voice still echoed in the same spot, but by the time she opened the tent,
I was already far away.
...
After running for ten minutes, I finally saw a huge black shadow waiting for me in the distance.
"Huh!?"
In the desert, a jet-black dragon stared at me with scarlet eyes in the moonlight.
At the dragon's feet was a beautiful girl dressed in a dark red dress.
She narrowed her eyes, her blood-red pupils radiating a chillingly sharp light.
"It's you?!" Cold sweat broke out on my skin.
"Don't make such a terrifying face... Master." The dragon suddenly soared into the sky, and she slowly approached
me, her dark red skirt fluttering in the breeze.
"Jasmine—" I called her name, my heart pounding.
"Master, why are you so sad?" Her steps were graceful in the night, her cherry lips whispering sweetly to me.
"I knew it was you, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." I knelt down abruptly.
"Master, I love you, so after this world is destroyed, I will see the last scenery with you."
She lifted my chin, her scarlet eyes growing even more enchanting.
"Why did you attack the Saintess?" I questioned through gritted teeth. "She was my prey."
"Heh, is Master also coveting her?" Jasmine feigned a pitiful look, making one's heart
flutter involuntarily. "Because—she has power, the power to destroy the world. But right now, she can't even
handle a dragon."
"Could it be?" I suddenly jumped up in shock, looking at the firelight of the camp in the distance, dragging my sword and running back quickly
.
Watching my retreating figure, Jasmine clasped her hands together, revealing a sweet smile, and said with a hint of loneliness:
"Master, you really don't want me anymore, but, we'll be able to—"
...
"Physical immunity...magic immunity..." The knight captain, splattered with blood, almost forgot whether he was afraid
or excited, only gripping his sword tightly with trembling hands, his eyes wide open, watching the bloody slaughter before him.
In less than five minutes, everyone in the team except himself had been wiped out.
You must know that this team consisted of elite temple knights of the Holy See, they possessed absolute faith and strength.
But this dragon possessed a dark, metallic body, as hard as steel. Its enormous wings and sharp
claws were formidable and deadly weapons; a single sweep was enough to inflict heavy casualties on the temple knights who had swaggered about during the day
.
Everyone had paid with their lives, buying the saintess a few minutes to escape, hoping that the swordsman who had suddenly run away
could protect her.
Giving up resistance, he watched as the starlight above was obscured by an ever-growing shadow, and the ferocious
dragon swooped down on him from nearly ten meters above the ground…
“Ah…”
A heart-wrenching scream of despair followed, and the camp fell into an endless silence.
…
Cold sweat beaded on Fiana's forehead; her pretty face was deathly pale as she ran.
Born into nobility, chosen as a saintess of the papacy at the age of three, she received weekly training from a high-ranking mage, and her talents
were unparalleled. But when faced with real danger, she realized she was a hothouse flower.
So tired, damn it. As Fiana ran alone through the darkness, her strength
and magic began to wane.
Suddenly, she sensed a powerful presence behind her. Sweat-drenched, she turned around,
only to be utterly stunned. A ferocious black dragon hurtled towards her with incredible speed.
"Damn it, I have no strength left." She knelt on the ground, watching the shadow grow larger in despair.
"You deserter, servant Allen! I curse you to never go to heaven after you die!"
"How cruel! I wanted to enjoy the glory of God!"
Just as she closed her eyes, I roared as I arrived, grabbing her and pulling her away from the dragon's fatal blow.
The black dragon crashed through a boulder and stood still, scrutinizing me.
"Allen?" she asked, her eyes blurry with tears. "You're too slow!"
"I'm sorry," I said apologetically, then stood up. "Close your eyes."
"What?" Although she didn't know my purpose, she obediently closed her eyes.
Looking at the black dragon confronting me, I sighed. "I didn't want to use that, but..."
Ignoring my mutterings, the black dragon's blood-red eyes blazed with ferocity, and its massive body charged towards me
.
I stood rooted to the spot, showing no intention of fleeing.
A strange light suddenly flickered in my eyes as I watched the lightning-fast attack.
Just as it reached me, the dragon let out a piercing cry, as if struck by an invisible arrow.
Its body swayed precariously, flapping its wings a few times before collapsing to the ground with a thud.
The ferocity in its blood-red eyes rapidly faded, and its massive body convulsed in immense pain.
"Ugh!"
The black dragon, lying on the ground, opened its gaping maw and began to vomit, spewing black blood from its mouth
.
Soon, black blood also flowed from its blood-red eyes.
In less than a minute, the black dragon, lying on the ground gushing blood, lost its life forever.
Having watched coldly from the sidelines, I sighed silently as I looked at the dragon's corpse,
a little black blood trickling from my nose.
"It's been a while since I used this," I said slowly, wiping away the blood.
"My past recklessness has brought me big trouble."
"Explain yourself first, why you possess the heretical Black Hypnosis." A dagger pressed against my neck
, and Saintess Fiana glared at me fiercely.
"Well, now there's nothing more to hide. I invented this technique."
"Continue." Her eyes flashed, and she lightly plunged the dagger into my neck.
"I... used to be a mage. I used this spell to toy with a girl, and she learned Dark Hypnosis,
but she went mad! Out of guilt, I let her go and abandoned magic, starting to fight with a sword. But that girl
later caused a huge mess with hypnosis, which is why I'm wanted by the kingdom." I gave a bitter smile. "So,
Holy Maiden of Justice, are you going to kill me?"
"Of course not."
She sheathed her dagger and began healing me with holy light, muttering, "You caused this mess yourself, take
responsibility and resolve it. Catch that girl, I want to purify her."
"You're going to burn her?!" I exclaimed.
"Idiot." She glared at me. "That girl isn't mad? I want to purify the demons in her heart."
Relieved, I stood up. "Holy Maiden, since our entire caravan has been wiped out, let's
take refuge in the desert city and then contact the church."
"Mm." She nodded.
We then hurried towards the distant horizon under the moonlight…
…
After several hours of travel, we finally arrived at the desert city, and I led the Saintess into a love
hotel
. “Boss, give me a ‘couple’ room.”
“Okay.” The boss looked at us two travel-worn guests strangely and handed me a room key.
“Why, why did we come to a love hotel?!” Fiana’s face flushed red and then pale with embarrassment as she grabbed
my neck and questioned me.
“Ouch, that hurts! Actually, it’s secluded and safe here. Think about it, no one would know that the Saintess would stay
in a love hotel, right? And the facilities here are complete.”
“Hmph, you lowly servant, so thoughtful.” Fiana, blushing, released me, crossed her arms, and took
a few steps back. “But you can’t do anything strange inside.”
“Of course, of course.”
We pushed open the door under the pink, ambiguous light, and after closing the door, I stared at Fiana.
"Phew—I've been so pent up these past few days, but those idiots at the Vatican have actually given us a perfect
opportunity." I revealed a gloomy expression, pressing closer to the saintess.
"What?" She took a few steps back in a panic.
"RBQ."
"What?" As if a switch had been flipped, her eyes began to glaze over.
"RBQ, RBQ."
With each call, Fiana's eyes grew increasingly strange, as if she had lost her soul. But as the calls
became more frequent, the saintess's stiff and dazed face began to change. The corners of her mouth slowly turned up, and her eyes
shone with a gleaming, greedy light. Finally, she smiled happily and seductively.
"Master." She put her hand to her mouth, licking her lips lasciviously, and pounced on me.
"Hehe, I'm exhausted these past few days, my flesh toy." I hugged and kissed Fiana while mischievously
pinching her buttocks.
"Although Fiana seems cold during the day, it's just an act. Actually, I love
Master the most! Just smelling your scent in the carriage makes Fiana wet!"
The arrogant saintess of the day was now filled with lust, pleading with me like a nymphomaniac.
Yes, I had already obtained the saintess through slow, harmless black hypnosis, creating a
sex slave persona so I could have my way with her whenever I wanted. But
after enjoying her body at the Church for so long, she was suddenly ordered to go on a missionary journey, and I could only follow her, suppressing my desire. Now that the knights are dead,
only the saintess and I remain, so I naturally used hypnosis to enjoy her body again.
Some of our previous conversations were lies; Jasmine was indeed my sex slave, and I only threw her
away when I got tired of her. However, she secretly learned hypnosis and wanted to hypnotize me so we could be together forever. I panicked
and ran away, but she still found me. Although it will be troublesome later, I don't care about anything now . I'll just have
my way with the saintess first.
Noticing the beautiful girl beside me suddenly blushing and unconsciously hugging me tightly, I smiled knowingly.
Once Fiana enters 'sex toy' mode, she'll naturally become aroused, begging me to have her in less than a minute.
"Master..." she whimpered, wriggling her body. I knew she was aroused, so I lowered my head and kissed Fiana
's lips, habitually sticking my tongue into her mouth, sucking on her fragrant tongue. She secreted sweet
saliva, her body going limp and letting me do as I pleased.
After carrying Fiana to the bed, I continued to passionately kiss her while using my hands to...
I opened her nun's robe, and her large, plump, and elastic breasts sprang out. I continued to caress Fiana's alluring body
, and she trembled and gasped softly.
"Master," she pleaded, looking at me, her panties already soaked
. "
I'm so wet down there." "Hehe, Holy Maiden, you called me a servant yesterday." I tasted her nipples without any restraint,
while reaching into Fiana's panties to touch her wet vulva, making her moan softly.
"Ah!! Mmm...no...I was wrong!! Fiana is...the servant!!" I
sucked and bit her pink nipples intensely, digging into her vulva with my fingers. Poor Fiana could only cling to
me tightly, constantly twisting her body to meet my fingers, uttering intermittent pleas, her
wanton side exposed.
I first stripped off my own clothes, then pulled off Fiana's soaking wet panties. She gratefully
stroked my hard penis with her soft, warm hands.
"Master, you're so good! So big! Fiana's already impatient!" Restlessly writhing,
her juices flowing freely, Fiana stared hungrily at the pink glans.
"Hmph, go in yourself. This is your punishment for your arrogance these past few days." I smugly
rubbed my large penis against Fiana's entrance. She let out a soft moan, gently swaying her hips in a seductive manner, placing her legs on my
shoulders, her vagina pressing against my penis.
"One...two...ah!!" Just as she struggled to insert my penis, I impatiently
grabbed her waist and began thrusting. Caught off guard, she burst into a sound of pleasure.
"Ah...ah! No...no! Master is so cunning! Ah! Ah...!" Entering her long-trained
little hole was unexpectedly smooth. The feeling of fullness from the fleshy walls and vaginal fluid, along with Fiana's writhing buttocks, drove me to
frantically begin entering.
"Ah, why is your hole always so comfortable?" I inserted my penis all the way in, feeling Fiana's
hole not only warm and wet, but also tightly enveloping my penis, seemingly constantly wriggling and sucking my rod
. I felt incredibly aroused without even needing to thrust.
"Because, ah, it's because Fiana is too lewd and loves Master too much." Fiana seemed to enjoy it even more, her hole tightly
gripping my penis, constantly flowing out large amounts of vaginal fluid. "I haven't been fucked by Master these past few days, I really miss it so much,
ah—"
With each thrust, Fiana's beautiful hole produced even more vaginal fluid. With each insertion, Fiana's
vagina tightly gripped me, not wanting my penis to be pulled out. At this moment, Fiana still had her long, beautiful legs tightly wrapped around my
waist, her buttocks lustfully welcoming the thrusts of my large penis, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she let out wanton and captivating moans.
"Hehe, the Holy Maiden of the Church is so lewd, how about I call you the Sacrifice Sacrifice Sacrifice?" I
asked her, kissing and licking her ear.
"Mmm...okay...okay...Fiana is a sex toy! Ah! I want more...to be
fucked by Master every day...I want more! Mmm!" The sensitive Fiana was teased by me and softly begged me to fuck her every day.
Wasn't the pure and aloof Holy Maiden already trained into a sex toy by me? I thrust excitedly, and
Fiana screamed even louder, unable to bear it any longer.
"Ah! Ahh!! Fiana feels so good! Master, harder! Ahh... harder, ahh! Ah
... ah... so good! Ahhh!" As my big cock rapidly entered and exited Fiana's cunt, she was
spraying her juices everywhere, and her whole body trembled as she reached orgasm.
Fiana, having reached orgasm, squeezed me so tightly that I almost couldn't hold back my ejaculation. Although I could have held on a little longer,
she unexpectedly started shaking her ass to match my thrusts. Unable to take it anymore, I simply reached out and grabbed her big
breasts, thrusting violently like a beast.
"Ah! Ah! Mmm... so good... Ahhh! Ahhh! Fiana is going to... Ahhh! Going to be
fucked to death! Ah! Ahh! More!" Saintess Fiana cried out in lust, desperately shaking her ass as I fucked her.
At this moment, Fiana completely lost her usual pure and noble image, enjoying my defilement like a slut.
If a Templar Knight saw this, he would probably cut off my head.
"Meat Toy Saintess, how about your master fucks you with his big cock every day from now on?"
"Ah! Ah! Fiana loves big cocks so much! Ahh! Fiana wants to do it with master every day, to
be fucked by his cock! Mmm... I can't take it anymore... Ah... I'm going to come!!"
Just as Fiana climaxed again, I also climaxed, pouring a large amount of semen into Fiana
's uterus. Wave after wave of thick semen filled Fiana's cunt, making her fall onto the bed panting.
I watched the thick vaginal fluid continuously flowing out of her vagina, and my huge cock, which had just ejaculated, rose again.
"Master, master, I want more." Looking at the thick cock covered in semen and her own vaginal fluid, Fiana's
body became itchy again, and she reached out her hands to me, expecting me to rape her further.
"Hehe, we've had a long journey, let's go to the bathroom to shower and make love." I suggested, and
Fiana, of course, didn't refuse the idea. She just hugged me with shining eyes and went into the bathroom.
...
"Splash splash splash—"
In the bathroom filled with the sound of water, the sexy and alluring youthful body of Saint Fiana was exposed before my eyes.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! That's it, use your big tits to squeeze me, oh oh oh...so good! Hehe,
such tender and soft big tits...whoosh!" The water splashed over us, washing away the dust. Fiana knelt
between my legs, her full breasts clamping my penis and rubbing it back and forth. Smelling the scent of her master's penis, the greedy
Fiana couldn't help but lower her head and kiss my glans, sucking the fluid secreted from the urethral opening.
"A saintly maiden actually gives a man a blowjob and sucks his penis with relish. If the people of the Church knew,
they might expel you."
"No, it's okay. If that's the case, I'll let my master fuck me every day and stop proselytizing...gulp."
The itching in her vagina made Fiana unable to help but squeeze her legs together, twisting her sexy buttocks and sucking my penis.
And I, too, couldn't resist pressing her head down and thrusting my penis into Fiana's mouth again, pumping in and out. After
only a few thrusts, I ejaculated a thick stream of semen, which overflowed from her mouth and dripped onto Fiana's breasts. I...
Without a word, Fiana eagerly swallowed all my foul-smelling semen, cleaning my penis completely,
making my already erect penis hard again after ejaculating twice. "Hmph, eating so diligently, do you want my penis to fuck your pussy again?" 　　I asked deliberately,
wiping the water from my face . 　　"Yes... please, Master... it... it hurts so much!" Fiana pleaded softly, her head raised, 　　as the showerhead sprayed her face. 　　"Hehe, then kneel down and show me your ass, and I'll consider fucking your pussy." 　　"Yes... yes... I want... Fiana wants my penis... wants my penis inside my pussy...!!" The saintly woman, like a nymphomaniac, 　　immediately turned her back to me, lay on the ground, raised her ass, and presented her pink, dripping, wet pussy to me, 　　swaying wantonly, begging for my penis to enter. 　　Looking at the lewd saintess, I couldn't resist grabbing her buttocks and forcefully thrusting my thick, hard penis into Fiana 　　's wet, tight, and soft cunt. 　　"Ah! Mmm...mmm...so good...such a powerful penis! Mmm..." 　　The penis I had been longing for finally entered her cunt, and Fiana couldn't help but moan lewdly. 　　"Ugh! So tight! Whew...how is it! Isn't it great to be fucked by Master's big penis?" 　　"Mmm! Mmm...so comfortable...Fiana feels so good! Ahh...more! Mmm..." Fiana 　　was so overwhelmed by the fucking that she uttered lewd words in response. 　　"Hehe, well then, regain your original consciousness, but you can't resist." I said, slowing down the speed of my thrusts 　　, waiting for her to wake up. 　　"Mmm! Ah! What are you doing???!" The saintess, who had been a sex toy just a second ago, suddenly 　　regained her senses and stared at me in panic. 　　"As you can see, I'm fucking you." I said, straddling Fiana, my hands reaching forward to grab and 　　knead her full breasts, thrusting into her hard. My thick cock repeatedly entered and exited her tender hole, rubbing against her 　　flesh walls, the glans constantly pounding against her clitoris. 　　"Ah! You—no—" Fiana, now back to normal, recalled in horror the time I had violated her 　　, struggling to unleash her magic to attack, but desperately finding her body uncontrollably lying on the ground 　　, her lower body writhing violently to meet my thrusts. 　　"What...what did you do to me...ah?!" She tried to feign a fierce accusation, but her icy demeanor 　　was easily melted by my thrusts, her vagina becoming even more sensitive. 　　"Hehe, I just hypnotized you. From now on, you have to count every time I thrust in and out." 　　"What are you saying... ah... one... two... ah!... three... um..." Fiana stared in astonishment at her mouth 　　uncontrollably counting with each thrust, her eyes glazed over with pleasure 　　. 　　I excitedly slapped Fiana's snow-white buttocks twice, then grabbed her waist and thrust hard. In fact, 　　still hypnotized, Fiana could only obediently increase her twisting speed and count the number of times she was violated. 　　"Ah... fifty... ah um... fifty-one... I won't let you go... ah... fifty-three... 　　" As the slapping sounds grew louder, Fiana moaned lewdly. 　　"Haha, you slut, you only get pleasure with your mouth, your body is very obedient." I slapped her buttocks and mocked 　　her. Even so, she involuntarily twisted her buttocks to meet my depravity, making 　　the sounds of wetness and flesh colliding constantly fill the air. 　　"No... ah... I'm not a slut... sixty-nine... ah... so good..." With repeated 　　intercourse, Fiana's sensitive and lustful body, increasingly unable to resist the demands of desire, made her 　　involuntarily utter lewd and obscene words. 　　"Hehe, just between you and me, I've set a hint for you. If you orgasm, you'll turn back into my sex toy 　　and forget you were raped by me when you wake up, so you can't do anything to me." 　　"Ah... what... eighty-six... no... ah... eighty-seven... I'm coming... ahhhhh 　　..." She showed a shocked expression, and I immediately felt a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing out from her vagina, her fleshy hole gripping 　　my penis tightly. "Hehe, you're really pathetic, you orgasm so easily when I bully you." I slapped 　　her buttocks 　　triumphantly , which were already covered with red marks. 　　"Yes...yes, being fucked by Master just keeps bringing me to orgasm..." The moment she orgasmed, Fiana 　　lost consciousness, and her sex toy persona took her place. Her flushed face still bore the lewd expression of being fucked to orgasm, 　　her tongue lolling out as her pink breasts swayed violently, her hips twisting so her lewd little hole would take my penis even deeper. 　　"Mmm...the sex toy persona is back, even her cunt is lewd now..." Fiana's soft 　　, lewd moans made me even more unable to resist her constantly sucking and gripping cunt. I held her waist and thrust. 　　"Ah! Ah! Mmm...so good! Fiana wants more! Mmm...I love being fucked by Master!" 　　"Then Master will fill your little cunt with your favorite semen!" I said, deeply 　　inserting my penis all the way in, and then ejaculating thick semen into Fiana's flower core. 　　"Ah! Ah! So...so good! Ah! I'm going to get pregnant! Pregnant with Master's baby! Ah!! Ahh! 　　My cunt...my cunt is full of Master's semen!! Ahh...so good ahhhhh! Fiana loves 　　Teacher's milk the most! Ahhhh! More! Fiana wants more semen!!" 　　Stimulated by my semen, Fiana reached another climax. She even happily wanted to get pregnant, deeply 　　immersed in the pleasure of being filled with thick semen deep in her cunt. 　　"Hoo hoo! So good! Saintess is so easy to fuck! Haha! If I get pregnant, Master will take responsibility. 　　You'll be my wife from now on! Then I can fuck you forever!" I laughed smugly. 　　"Ah... Master wants to use me, this flesh toilet, as his wife... I'm so happy..." After 　　her climax, Fiana, her body flushed pink, excitedly clenched her penis, trying to close her vagina to prevent the semen from leaking out, but 　　semen mixed with her vaginal fluids continued to flow from the opening, only to be immediately washed away by the showerhead... 　　... 　　After a night of passion, I held Fiana tightly and fell into a deep sleep, and when the next day's sunlight illuminated my face...

I opened my eyes to find Fiana sleeping like a baby beside me, playfully stroking her face. Unexpectedly, she gave a soft murmur and
opened her eyes. A blush suddenly rose on Fiana's pretty face.
I was startled, remembering that she was in her normal state, and froze.
"Ah!!!" The next second, she kicked me off the bed forcefully.
"You lowly servant…" Fiana's breathing quickened, her large, delicate breasts heaving, but
realizing she was naked, she cried out and frantically searched for clothes. I stared blankly as she dressed,
then conjured a ball of light in her hand, intending to swat me away.
"Sorry, sorry, you said yesterday you were too tired and wanted to hold me while you slept, didn't you forget?" I
hurriedly explained, covered in sweat. After all, I was terrible at fighting; a single ball of light from the saintess could easily leave me missing an arm or a leg.
"...Hmph, I'll let you off the hook for now since you saved me yesterday." Fiana snorted coldly, putting away her
magic. Her eyes then became dazed. "But did I say I can't remember what happened yesterday?"
"You're just too tired," I said, seizing the opportunity to smooth things over. "That's normal. You went through a life-or-death situation yesterday.
You shouldn't have to do that again. I'm going out to buy some breakfast and then head to the church office. You stay here obediently."
"What? You're leaving me here?" Fiana raised an eyebrow, hands on her hips, and questioned me.
"Your Excellency, it's not safe here," I said with a bitter face. "We were chased by heretics yesterday. They'll
definitely be attacking the whole city today. You're too conspicuous. I'm going to the church here to find some help for protection."
"Hmph, hurry back." Fiana, looking sullen, sat down on the bed and waved me away.
...
Desert city, xxx street.
I walked out of a somewhat dilapidated church.
"No wonder they needed a saintess to spread their faith; the people here aren't religious at all, even the church is so dilapidated." I
wandered around inside a few times before coming out, not knowing why I didn't go find help.
I clearly had the chance to be alone with the saintess, so why didn't I deeply hypnotize her and make her a permanent
slave instead of wasting time here? Should I send her back?
Wandering aimlessly, I suddenly thought of my past.
As a magician, I was always on the edge of my seat, unable to control my lust. I taught myself mental magic, created
evil dark hypnosis, killed many people, and acquired many women, of course, discarding them after using them.
Jasmine was my favorite female slave. I hypnotized her to fall in love with me and taught her dark hypnosis, wanting her to help me
control more people. But one day she broke free from my hypnosis and tried to control me instead. I almost died that time.
I ran away frantically, taking off my magician's robe and disguising myself as a swordsman, but Jasmine was relentless; she found
me.
Now I regret creating this technique, not just because of Jasmine's rampage. It's also because,
theoretically, using aggressive, acute hypnosis with Black Hypnosis would have too many side effects; the subject would die immediately afterward, and the practitioner's lifespan
would also be affected. So for several years I haven't dared to use acute hypnosis, always opting for safe and long-lasting chronic hypnosis.
Back at the love hotel, I paced back and forth in my room, feeling like I'd forgotten something
.
Waiting, waiting for something to happen.
The more I waited alone in my room, the more uneasy I felt. I must have forgotten something very important.
With a sigh, I resolutely left the hotel.
I wandered aimlessly outside, not knowing how many streets I'd walked.
The sun overhead was dazzling.
Finally, I found myself staggering towards the city gate, facing endless yellow sand. I
continued to stumble forward.
Why had I ended up in the desert? Right, where's Fiana?!
Realizing something was wrong, I suddenly noticed my nose was damp. I touched it—it was wet and bleeding!
I was having a nosebleed!
In that instant, something dawned on me: the hypnosis of darkness.
I had been hypnotized by Jasmine without even realizing it.
A chilling fear crept up my spine, making every hair on my body stand on end.
Memories replayed in my mind. I vaguely remembered seeing her for the first time in the corridors of the Vatican,
talking about something in that long corridor. In the desert night, as we confronted each other, she called
me back just as I was about to leave. I vaguely remembered the strong sandstorm, the moonlight unable to dispel the endless darkness. And in the love hotel, last
night, in the middle of the night, I was on the rooftop, enjoying the wind, and Jasmine was right there outside the billowing curtains.
Jasmine, with her long, wildly flowing hair, always smiled and said something to me—words that, in my memory, were
silent.
Blood continued to gush from my nose, and the world before me began to blur and then clear again. She must have used chronic hypnosis on me. Chronic hypnosis can 　　control certain behaviors of the other person
unconsciously for a considerable period of time . 　　The blood was still flowing, and I realized that my life was slipping away. 　　My body fell heavily to the ground, and the scene turned black and white. 　　Did Jasmine want me to die in the desert? But what about Fiana? Was she taken away by Jasmine? With a series of questions, 　　I fell into a coma, and maybe... I would never wake up again. 　　(2) 　　...My eyes opened. 　　"Ugh." 　　Fatigue and heaviness eroded my whole body. I was too lazy to move, and I didn't even feel like I could breathe. I simply closed my eyes. 　　But I had all sorts of uncomfortable feelings, which meant that I was still alive. Since that was 　　the case, I still had to do something. What did I lose? ... With this anxiety and unwillingness, I opened my eyes again. 　　"...I'm not dead after all... Ah..." 　　The scene that came into view was a blank ceiling, and then I seemed to fall onto the bed. 　　"Where...am I...? Gurgle...!?" 　　I struggled to sit up, the excruciating pain erupting from my brain and the overwhelming exhaustion of being covered in mud making me cry 　　out. 　　"You're awake. You've been unconscious for three days." A young girl appeared before me, her blue hair wet, a large 　　nun's robe draped over her shoulders, as if she had just bathed. Her pretty face was rosy like a ripe apple, and her whole body was still...

She exuded a unique fragrance after a bath.
"Ah...who are you?!—Ouch, that hurts!" I jerked back, only to be met with
a searing pain that felt like it was tearing me apart.
Looking closer, I realized my upper body was naked, my entire body wrapped in bandages.
"The Saintess's guard, it seems you've been under the 'Black Hypnosis.' A passerby found you lying in the sand, bleeding black blood
, your body burned by the extreme heat."
A soothing, ethereal voice drifted over casually.
"How do you know me? Who are you?" I asked uneasily, while the girl leaned against the wall, arms crossed, her brow
furrowed, a hint of displeasure in her expression.
"Just a mere guard, and you're so arrogant after I saved you."
"Anyway, you saved me, thank you..." I put on a forced smile, and the girl's expression finally
softened a little, letting out a soft snort.
"I am Lumia, a combat nun from the Church in the desert city. We
rescued you because you were wearing the Church's robes. We received information that the missionary team from the Water City was attacked. Where is the Saintess?" She pressed her
face against mine menacingly.
"We...we were attacked!" I clutched my head and suddenly shouted, "That's right, the Saintess has been kidnapped!"
"What? What happened? Tell me!" Lumia grabbed my collar, and my
head was still buzzing from the aftereffects of the Black Hypnosis. I could only struggle to tell her about our ordeal and how we
spent the night in Lovehouse hoping to contact reinforcements the next day. Of course, I concealed the fact that I had toyed with the Saintess
.
"What?! The entire team wiped out, and the Saintess is missing!" Rumia's face turned ashen. She pointed her magic staff at me:
"You negligent guard, pay for your duty with your life!"
"Ahhh! Wait a minute! Didn't you just save me?"
"That was to gather information. You're useless now."
"Wait a minute! I'm still useful. I know information about the enemy and I'm capable of fighting."
"Hmph." Rumia put away her staff, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I explained the situation of the 'heretics' to her.
After I finished listening, she spoke again: "This is bad. They may have used Black Hypnosis to bewitch the Saintess and
used the magic within her to wreak havoc."
"Huh? Is the Saintess very strong?" I didn't really know much about the strength of this sexy slave I had already toyed with dozens of times
.
"As a genius seen only once in a century, the destructive power of her pure holy magic is enough to destroy a country.
Fortunately, her attribute is light-based, which is perfect for a support mage to illuminate the world—but if someone
uses her magic for attack, such as enchanting a weapon, that weapon will become the strongest sword, each strike a raging inferno."
Rumia made a throat-slitting gesture.
"Ah, I see." I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. "Then we need to rescue the saintess quickly."
"Of course, we can't just sit here and wait to die. Guard, you also need to redeem yourself." Rumia stood up and
patted my head arrogantly.
Actually, you don't really have any clue either, do you? You seem like a big-breasted, brainless idiot. I mentally scoffed, so
I asked, "Where do we find the Saintess?"
"..."
The air suddenly froze. Rumia's face turned expressionless, and after a few seconds, she pulled out her staff. "It's
better to make you atone with your death first!"
"Aaaaaah, why did she suddenly get angry?!"
"Crackling—"
Just as I was worrying about my life, a beam of light shattered the window, scaring me so much I thought it was an enemy attack and scurried
under the bed.
"Hey, guard, come out, it's alright."
Rumia called out to me disdainfully. I poked my head out. "What happened?"
"It's the 'Crystal Ball,' a magical item that can capture and play images."
"Huh? Is it information?" I stood up, curiously touching the ball. Suddenly, a beam of light projected onto the wall, and
both Rumia and I curiously peered over the wall.
In a dark space, standing silently, Fiana stood beneath a magic array radiating brilliant light.
Countless stone pillars supported the high ceiling, candlesticks flickered around her, and the walls were adorned with strangely patterned
carvings.
She had been changed into extravagant robes…
the long hem trailing on the floor.
Her once flowing golden hair had been neatly combed, and a golden crown adorned her head.
Suddenly, a black figure appeared in the frame, standing before her like a ghost.
“Master, you’re still alive. I was trying to hypnotize you to come to my side, but your mental strength is so strong
that you’ve wandered off.” She looked up at the camera and smiled. In that instant, I could feel
a powerful mental shock emanating from the crystal ball.
It was supposed to be a recording, yet it affected me. Was Jasmine’s hypnosis that powerful? I turned to look at Rumia
, who looked even more distressed, as if her nerves had been stimulated.
“But it’s alright. As you can see, thanks to your help, the Saintess has become my sex toy.”
What? I was startled, though I had expected it. If I had been hypnotized for a long time, then Jasmine would definitely
use me to control the Saintess.
"M-Master," Fiana suddenly moved upon seeing Jasmine appear, slowly walking towards her, kneeling
at her feet, and burying her head between her legs.
I was right. Fiana gently lifted Jasmine's black skirt, revealing an alluring vulva without underwear.
Fiana's tongue licked Jasmine's clitoris, and Jasmine moaned happily.
"Ah," Master, do you see? The Saintess is my sex slave now. I watched as Fiana performed oral sex on Jasmine
, her fingers instinctively sliding between Jasmine's legs, teasing her wet vulva.
"Oh," Next, I will perform a ritual to transform her light magic into fire magic that burns the world, turning the Saintess
into a killing machine, destroying the entire world. The location is—oh." Before Jasmine could finish speaking, her vagina
spasmed under Fiana's tongue.
I stared in disbelief at Fiana's satisfied expression, and at her lower body, which was unconsciously gripping the inserted penis tightly.
The fingers on her vagina... I never imagined the Saintess's oral skills were so amazing with women.
After enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm for a few seconds, Jasmine pushed away Fiana, whose face was covered in semen and who looked dazed. "Hehe,
we're at the 'Heretics' branch, 15 kilometers southeast of the desert. Welcome! If you arrive late, the Saintess will
unleash her power and destroy the world. Then we can all die together, Master."
The scene abruptly ended, and Rumia and I fell silent. Then she pointed her magic wand at me again. "
What's your relationship with this person? Why is she calling you Master!" "Ahhh, it's a misunderstanding! Anyway, it's no use saying anything. Let's go save the Saintess first!" I 　　argued,
sweating profusely . 　　"Hmph, it's too late to find reinforcements now. Let's go straight there." Rumia coldly put away her wand. 　　"We'll charge in? Impossible!" 　　"Then you'll atone with your death." 　　"No, no, no, I'll go!" 　　... 　　"Huff... Hah... Huff... You run so fast..." The previously imposing Rumia 　　stopped beside a cave, her face flushed. 　　"Of course, I'm a renowned swordsman." I slung my sword over my shoulder, tilted my nose, and then my expression turned 　　serious. 　　This was the 'Heretics' branch. I hadn't expected the entrance to be a cave, an unusual protrusion in the vast desert 　　, undiscovered for so long. 　　"We're going." I stood still, regulating my breathing. 　　"Yeah, the reinforcements I contacted will arrive soon. Let's rescue the saintess first." Rumia pondered for a moment, then 　　led the way inside. 　　"Wait for me, watch out for ambushes!" I hurriedly followed. 　　But the more we ran, the more uneasy we felt; it was too quiet. 　　We stopped in front of a door. 　　"...I'm sure, the saintess is behind the door. I sense an immense magical power." Rumia told 　　me thoughtfully. 　　"What are we waiting for? Let's go in! Get out of the way!" 　　I shoved her aside and cleaved the door in two with a single swing of my greatsword. 　　"Ahhh! Don't hurt me! I'm just a servant!" 　　"Idiot, when you storm the enemy's lair, you need to make a big show of it!" 　　As the door swung open and air rushed in, we discovered a surprisingly large 　　plaza inside. The candlelight flickered everywhere. 　　In the center of the candlelight stood Fiana, dressed in ceremonial robes and wielding a longsword. 　　There were no enemies? I instinctively felt something was wrong, because Fiana's once flowing golden hair had turned crimson 　　, as if radiating the flames of purgatory. 　　"...Saintess!" 　　Rumia rushed forward. 　　But Fiana, standing in the center of the magic circle, suddenly raised her hand at her— 　　instantly, a sword wind carrying intense flames swept towards Rumia. Startled, she tried to dodge but stumbled and fell to 　　the side. 　　"...Saintess? What's wrong? I'm a member of the Church from the desert city, here to rescue you." 　　Without any emotion, Fiana stared at me with her dull, lifeless eyes, asking, "You are...an enemy 　　...If I kill you and bring that man back to my sister, I'll get a reward..." 　　"What? Is the ritual over?" Rumia looked incredulous. 　　"Yes, 'Elemental Reversal'—converting the Saintess's supportive light magic into offensive fire magic, 　　then combining it with her magic sword to become a swordswoman. Now, the gentle support Saintess has become a crimson battle 　　maiden." I took a step forward. 　　"You are Allen, Master's target." Fiana's previously dark eyes lit up. 　　"Bringing you to Jasmine will get you a reward." At the end, her cold expression revealed a desperate, 　　almost obsessive smile. 　　Hey, what's the reward? Where did Jasmine go? This feels really bad. I silently complained. 　　"Holy Maiden, wake up! I've always admired you. Come back with me and let divine light shine on the world 　　!" Rumia desperately tried to rouse Fiana, her voice even trembling with tears. 　　"You... will die." Seeing that no one else was around, Fiana's expression turned icy cold, and she raised her 　　greatsword again. 　　A fire dragon, carrying overwhelming killing intent, lunged at Rumia. She stared blankly at the approaching death, her body collapsing to 　　the ground. 　　At the critical moment, I grabbed her and jumped several feet away. 　　"That was dangerous, but I'll try it first." I supported her and shouted to Fiana, "RBQ 　　, RBQ!" 　　Fiana, dazed, looked confused, picked up her sword, and walked towards me with an aura of power. 　　"What are you saying? Come with me obediently." 　　The keyword didn't work? 　　I smiled bitterly. Had my former personality been ruthlessly erased? But I couldn't give up. If I were captured and taken to Jasmine now, 　　I would be imprisoned for life. I didn't want that. 　　"Hey, I'm going to use Dark Hypnosis now. Close your eyes." I nudged Rumia. 　　"What? You know that evil magic?" Rumia clenched her fists, glaring at me fiercely. 　　"No time to explain!" I snapped, slapping her neck with a chop. She groaned and lost consciousness. 　　"You... come with me to my sister's side." Fiana's every step left a deep imprint on the ground 　　. My expression turned serious. If that failed, I would have no choice but to surrender. 　　"You, though powerful, you've been trained to the point of forgetting who you are. I am your first master 　　." I lowered my sword, slowly raising my right arm from below. My right palm suddenly opened, aimed at Fiana. She 　　stopped, her eyes flickering and gradually brightening. 　　Because the backlash from Dark Hypnosis was too severe, my entire world suddenly turned black and white. I knew 　　something was slowly flowing from my nose, but I didn't have time to wipe away the black blood. Instead, I continued casting 　　the spell on the saintess. 　　"What are you doing?" She looked puzzled, and although she was still walking, her pace had definitely slowed down. 　　Damn it, no wonder she's called the Holy Maiden, she's so strong. Even after I kept hypnotizing her, she didn't bleed.

My vision blurred, and the black blood flowing from my nose intensified.
But the hypnosis had taken effect; Fiana completely stopped moving, her face contorted in disbelief.
"How is this possible? My sister said I was the strongest, why can't I move?"
"Idiot, what strongest? You're just my sex slave's sex slave." I scoffed, wiping away
the blood from my nose. "Now, swear allegiance to me."
"What??" Fiana, who had previously exuded an invincible aura, could hardly believe she had suddenly
knelt down, then reached out and began masturbating, kneading her clitoris and vulva.
"I...I am Master Allen's slave...I will do whatever Master commands...Ahhh!!!"
Fiana's expression was one of utter panic; not only her body, but even her words were beyond her control, she
was completely manipulated like a puppet.
"Hahaha, all that effort wasn't for nothing! I finally got my beautiful sex slave back!" I laughed
. "Black Hypnosis—Forced Body Manipulation. No matter how strong you are, you can only obey my every command."
"You're dreaming! I'm Jasmine's sex slave! I won't listen to you!" Fiana glared at me, declaring
her submission to Jasmine without reservation.
"Huh? I've actually brainwashed you like this. You've surpassed your teacher." I said with a hint of jealousy.
"Not only did you transform the personality I implanted into you into one that's loyal to you, but you also prepared such sexy clothes for me."
"What exactly do you want!" Fiana, whose body was out of control, asked anxiously.
"It's nothing, I just finally managed to get you back, so enjoying your body and undoing the brainwashing should
n't be a problem, right?"
"What do you mean?"
"Come with me, we'll leave this nun here for now."
...
I took Fiana back to the love hotel we'd been staying at, and booked an SM room from the owner. The owner
was surprised to see the blonde beauty from yesterday now had red hair, but I didn't care and walked into the room with her.
"This place is nice." The walls were displaying all sorts of whips and torture devices, of course,
there were also ropes, candles, and other small props, as well as the chains that were currently suspending Fiana.
"You... what do you want? I won't let you go." Now she was wearing the transparent
lace lingerie I liked, which perfectly accentuated her beautiful curves, yet was also incredibly revealing. Her half-
naked, voluptuous body exuded a deadly sexual allure like a succubus.
"Sigh, why does such a beautiful saintess have to get involved in all sorts of things? Just be my sex toy."
"What did you say? That's disgusting... ah." She tried to resist, but desperately found that her body couldn't
muster the will to resist me. She was so angry that her teeth chattered. "You, you coward, if you have the guts, break free from this shameless hypnosis
and fight me fair and square."
"Haha, I am a coward, but first, face reality. You've already been a slave to two people—"
I said, putting a gag into her mouth. "Although it can force you to shut up, SM should definitely
use a gag, right?"
"Ugh, ugh—!" Fiana struggled angrily, shaking the chains, but all she did was pitifully
shake her huge breasts and mess up her bright red hair.
Although she was glaring at me angrily now, that only made me look forward to her breakdown.
"Ew? Your breasts are amazing." I grabbed Fiana's bouncing breasts.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh!" Her face immediately contorted in pain.
Each of her enormous breasts was too big to be touched in one hand, and they were being kneaded and squeezed by me, changing shape softly.
"Pfft, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!"
She wanted to curse me angrily, but the gag in her mouth prevented her from uttering a single word.
Glistening saliva dripped from the gag hole.
"Ugh! Ugh, ugh, ugh!"
"Eh? You mean you want Lord Allen to continue squeezing my filthy breasts?"
Fiana's cheeks flushed red with anger, and she shook her head.
"Ugh!... Huff, huff! Ugh, ugh, ugh!!!" Because there was no barrier, I
pinched Fiana's nipples hard through her thin underwear, and she shook in pain, her bright red nipples actually becoming erect.
"Oh? You can still get hard even after being abused, it seems Jasmine has trained you very well." I excitedly
slapped her white buttocks through her black lace panties.
"Mmm! Ugh mmm mmm mmm!" Her eyes, which had been fiercely glaring at me, weakened as I touched her plump buttocks,
becoming hazy and blurry with the pleasure coursing through her body.
"What's wrong, Fiana... You were ordered to capture me, yet you're getting
aroused by someone else's touch? Are you a masochist?"
"Ugh..."
Fiana pitifully shook her head, but even the theoretically invincible Fiana couldn't stop me now, letting
me grab her nipples and pull them hard.
"My sex slave, come back—"
"Ugh..." The pain and pleasure made Fiana's ears turn red, her whole body trembled, her eyes filled with tears,
her gaze pleading as she stared at me.
"Hahahaha, playing with someone else's sex slave feels pretty good." I was seized by a playful impulse, forcibly
pulling her nipples several centimeters.
"Ugh! Ugh mmm mmm mmm!"
Fiana, with a gag in her mouth, desperately tried to scream, saliva dripping from the opening.
"Tsk tsk, that's a nice little mouth, no wonder it made Jasmine enjoy licking so much." I remarked, reaching around
the back of her head to unlock the gag and remove it from her mouth.
Fiana spat out the gag with a puff, panting as she stuck out her pink tongue, still glistening with saliva.
"Hahaha, even the saintess looks cute drooling."
"No, no, don't joke around! I'm Jasmine's exclusive sex slave, do you think I'd submit?!"
As expected of the saintess, even her twisted will is so resolute.
"Sigh, there's no time to create a new personality, I'll just train this one into my sex slave
. Who said I only know hypnosis?"
"You, what did you say—Aaaaaaah!"
She was only halfway through her sentence when I started rotating her nipples. She cried out in pleasure, and her black panties
became soaked and darkened in color.
"What's wrong? You sound like you're enjoying it."
"No, not at all... It feels good! Ahh, ahhhh, no!" She stubbornly resisted me,
but pitifully groaned as I continued to fondle her nipples.
"Ugh! No! Ahhh, stop!"
"I won't—"
As my fingertips caressed her breasts, kneading and twisting her nipples, Fiana writhed in pleasure.
"You're even more sensitive than when I was training you. Jasmine only played with you for a few days, damn it, I'm going to get my revenge."
I continued to knead her breasts and twist her nipples.
"No... no! I'm going to come ahhhhh!!"
She moaned pitifully, her juices slowly flowing down Fiana's thighs.
I lifted Fiana's chin; her face was flushed, her eyes hazy, eyes already intoxicated by pleasure.
"Hmph, enjoying yourself? Jasmine is a sex slave I personally trained, how could she be better than me?"
Fiana exhaled hot breath, her eyes glazed over.
"You...you're not allowed to insult Jasmine...compared to Jasmine, yours is nothing...
enjoyable."
"Heh, is that so?" I turned to look at the other SM torture instruments in the dimly lit room, and my eyes lit up—
a triangular wooden horse.
This triangular wooden horse torture device had two foot pedals installed at the bottom for stepping on, and the seat was
designed to stimulate the female genitals. It had two holes, one with a dildo inserted vertically, and the other with a
tube extending from it.
I unlocked Fiana's chains, and she immediately collapsed weakly to the ground.
"You, get on that wooden horse."
"What? You—ah! No!" Fiana tried to attack me fiercely, but was surprised to find
her body moving towards the wooden horse against her will, trembling as she prepared to sit down on the dildo. Even though
she was unwilling, her lustful body seemed to anticipate the sexual feast, with honey-like fluid constantly dripping from her lower body.
"No, no, no, not this position!!" Fiana cried out in anguish, her legs spread wide, her entire body drenched
in fragrant sweat. But her body instinctively parted her panties, aligning her vulva with the penis above her and sitting down. As her vulva
was suddenly filled, the girl cried out in pain, but her body then involuntarily lifted her legs and stepped onto
the stirrups. I also helped by holding the saintess's feet, thus firmly fixing her feet
on both sides of the wooden horse.
"Oh right, and the back." I 'considerately' aimed the tube at Fiana's anus and inserted it.
The saintess's untouched rear was deflowered by the thick tube head, and the pain made her struggle constantly, but it was all in vain. Her
noble body was completely pressed onto the wooden horse like a doll.
"Ugh! This is so weird! Ahhhhhh!"
Pleasure and pain overwhelmed Fiana simultaneously.
"Please, please... let me go, Allen. If this keeps going... I... I won't be able to be my sister
's sex slave anymore..."
Fiana's cheeks were flushed, tears welling in her eyes. Although she begged for mercy, her expression had completely transformed into
that of a female in heat.
"Hmph, I want you to be my sex toy, enjoy it."
Then Fiana felt a cool sensation inside her anus, as water was continuously injected into her anus for an enema
. The swelling in her rear end was driving her to the brink of collapse.
"No, no, I can't!? I'm going crazy... I'm going crazy!"
"Hehe, if you don't step on it, your anus will burst from the water, move!"
The sight of the fiery red saint struggling on the wooden horse made me incredibly hard. I was already planning how to enjoy her after I finished training her
.
"You, you devil!" Fiana cried out, her voice trembling with pain, but her body remained upright,
her long, beautiful legs pounding the heavy stirrups, even her large breasts swaying.
"Wow, you've got some strength. Let me help you burn it off." I looked at the saintess, drenched in sweat, and
pulled out a pair of nipple rings.
"Ha...ha, what...what...ah...uh...uh...uh..."
Fiana's wet eyes caught sight of what I was holding.
"Nipple rings...?"
I opened the rings and brought the pointed ends close to Fiana's nipples. She immediately shook her head in terror.
"This...this won't do! It's so scary, so scary. It hurts so much...no!"
"Hmph, offer your breasts up willingly." I continued to humiliate her, using my body to forcefully control and command her.
Then she could only obediently straighten her chest, waiting for the nipple rings to arrive.
"I'm starting!"
The next second, pain and pressure she had never experienced before surged into Fiana's nipples. It was like her breasts
were being continuously twisted and pulled.
"Ah, ahh...stop. Stop! Please, take it off! Ahhhhhhh!"
The intense pain made her instinctively struggle to break free from the hypnosis, but as her breasts were pierced, it felt as if her
soul was being squeezed out.
"Hahaha, if you don't want this, then be my sex toy."
"No, no, I'm Jasmine's sex slave—ah!" Upon hearing my shameless request, Fiana
became a little more awake, looking at me with hatred.
I took out a crystal ball and put it aside: "I'm going to record your appearance for Jasmine to see, to see
how her sex slave is played with by me."
"How could this be? No, no! Jasmine can't see this!" Fiana's teary eyes blinked
incessantly, but she had to use her remaining strength to pedal the stirrups, otherwise her anus would be filled with water, but
her vagina was constantly being thrust in and out, making her look like a complete slut in front of the camera.
"Hello Jasmine, your sex slave is in my hands now, you miscalculated, didn't you?" I smiled at the camera.
"Saintess flesh toilet, I heard you're naturally lewd, now are you willing to betray Jasmine and become my sex slave?"
"How could I possibly betray Sister Jasmine? You... don't even think about it..." Fiana wanted to refuse, but her vagina...
Constantly thrusting into her, her lower body pressed against the heavy stirrups, and her nipples pulled by heavy nipple rings, she was utterly
powerless. My forced manipulation effortlessly made her say what I wanted.
"Yes, I like Master Allen more. He makes me even more degraded." Under my command, Fiana, her expression
dazed, stammered as she changed her words.
"You're a masochist, aren't you? You're actually getting wet after I torture you."
"Yes, I like being tortured. I really hope Master Allen tortures me every day." Her body had to cope with
the various burdens brought by the wooden horse beneath her, and Fiana could only answer weakly.
"See, Jasmine, I've taken back my sex slave." I excitedly slapped Fiana's white buttocks with my hand,
making her delicate body tremble and moan repeatedly. At this moment, I released the forced manipulation of her language.
"How was it? Did you like it?"
"Waaah, I like Master Allen," the dazed Fiana arched back and forth in pleasure,
panting heavily.
Actually, after being repeatedly trained by Jasmine and me, the saintess's body had long been branded with the mark of debauchery, becoming
a thoroughly lustful and wanton body. I only used SM techniques to guide her, and she obediently lost herself
.
"As expected of a lowly saintess, she's so wet down there." I looked at the gap
between Fiana's full buttocks, where a large area was already soaked with vaginal fluid. The dildo inserted into her vagina was still partially exposed,
covered in vaginal fluid.
"Ah!" I am a lowly saintess. Master, look! Sister Jasmine, look! I am so shameless—"
Hot tears streamed down Fiana's eyes as she shamelessly called out to her two masters.
"Do you remember how I used to do it to you?"
"I remember, I remember?"
"Quickly tell your sister Jasmine how you made love to me."
Fiana had completely submitted. No matter what I said or what I wanted to hear, she would say it to the camera,
whether it was true or false. She would even shout out what position we used in bed and how long it lasted. Until her vagina
reached its nth orgasm, her labia turning everted, she finally collapsed onto the rocking horse, unconscious. Letting out a sigh, I marveled at how I 　　had managed to train Fiana into my sex slave
while she was under hypnosis and completely obedient to Jasmine; a sense of accomplishment welled up within me. I'll give this crystal to Jasmine sometime, as 　　a return gift for last time; I'm sure her reaction will be quite something. 　　A wave of exhaustion washed over me, and I realized that today's journey and the use of Black Hypnosis had taken its toll on my body. 　　Barely managing to release Fiana from the rocking horse, I immediately carried her to the bed and fell into a deep sleep 　　. 　　... 　　"Ahhhhhh!" 　　In the early morning, I was awakened again by a scream. 　　"What's wrong?" I rubbed my eyes, looking sleepily at Fiana, who was standing before me with tears in her eyes. 　　"I remember now, I remember everything, being played with and trained by you, and being hypnotized by Jasmine." Her 　　body trembled and convulsed. 　　What? Could it be that the personality Jasmine injected into her collapsed and disappeared yesterday under my training? 　　Facing the real Saintess, I felt a sense of foreboding. I was about to use Black Hypnosis, but found that my body was too overloaded 　　and I couldn't use it at all. 　　"I'm sorry!" I was shocked. I had no ability to resist now. If I couldn't be hypnotized, 　　wouldn't I just be waiting to die? I didn't think the Saintess would be so kind as to let me go after being played with like this. 　　"You, you!" Her face, which should have been angry, was unusually shy, as if she was fighting against some thought 　　. After a few seconds, she suddenly smiled lewdly, spread her legs, and used her fingers to spread her buttocks, revealing her most 　　important part. Her labia were already overflowing with fluid. 　　"Ah...ah...just thinking about how you've been playing with me like this all this time makes me so wet I can't stop 　　!" She finally broke down, revealing her raving face, her eyes filled with ecstasy as she stared at my genitals, her gaze 　　hazy and her expression increasingly wanton. 　　"Holy...Holy Maiden?" I looked at the entranced Fiana with surprise and doubt. Had her true form also been turned into 　　a slut? 　　"I... I don't want to, Master! But, just thinking about being bullied by you makes me so wet, sob sob, please... 　　fuck me!" Fiana gurgled, "Sob sob, I can't live without being trained anymore, I don't care about being a saintess or anything 　　, I... want to be Master's slave, I like being bullied." 　　I was overjoyed. I didn't expect that yesterday's long SM session would turn Fiana into a masochist, even begging me to fuck her. I 　　coughed, "Hmph, you dared to be so arrogant before, but now I won't fuck you if you don't eat my cock." 　　Hearing this, Fiana smiled with delight, "So happy, so happy! I can eat Master's cock!" 　　Then I spread my legs, and she knelt down with a happy expression, reaching out to hold my cock. 　　"...!!" 　　Fiana swallowed hard, sticking out her tongue to lightly lick the glans, and immediately pre-ejaculate wet her lips. 　　"Master... so hard..." 　　Her fair palms reached down, gently stroking my scrotum. Fianna, tossing her hair, swallowed the penis whole, then 　　pressed her head down. 　　"Ah—" The penis was completely engulfed in Fianna's mouth. She managed to get it deep into her throat before slowly 　　spitting it out, revealing my saliva-covered, glistening penis. 　　"Master, it's so big." Fianna squinted, licking the area around it carefully with her tongue like a puppy. 　　Her soft, warm tongue was simply intoxicating, making me almost ejaculate without warning. 　　"Fianna... ah. I want—" 　　Fianna heard this and showed a delighted expression, eagerly opening her mouth to swallow the entire penis, 　　her mouth greedily sucking and swallowing, her throat throbbing as if trying to squeeze out all the semen. 　　"Ah—you perverted, lowly saintess!" I was so excited that I grabbed her head and pressed it down hard. With her head down, 　　Fianna kept sucking and making muffled sounds: "Master, torture me even more, okay 　　?" 　　I held her head and thrust back and forth violently. 　　Fiana trembled with pleasure. 　　—How could I, a saintess, be treated so barbarically?

Thinking of this, Fiana experienced firsthand the pleasure of becoming her master's possession, her heart filled with
the superiority and pride of being the man's slave before her.
"Perverted saintess, you're actually enjoying being forced to give oral sex! Catch your master's semen."
I seized the opportunity to stimulate her, kneading her nipples.
As the penis forcefully thrust in and out of her throat, Fiana held back the tears brought on by the thrusting, desperately suppressing
the rising urge to vomit.
—Master's semen, here it comes!?
The next instant, large gushes of semen shot into Fiana's throat, pouring straight into her stomach from deep within her throat. Fiana
's beautiful vagina even spasmed, overflowing with hot, lustful fluid—the saintess forced to give oral sex had also reached
orgasm.
—Ahhh?! So blissful…?
Her mouth desperately sucked on the penis, feeling its throbbing in her throat, Fiana squinted her eyes, tears streaming
down her cheeks.
"Hoo—that felt so good." My penis gradually subsided, and I slowly withdrew it from Fiana's mouth.
"Cough! Cough cough...cough!" The remaining semen immediately made her cough.
I mischievously twisted her clitoris: "What's wrong? Are you coughing because you're dissatisfied with your master?"
"No, ahhh, so...so amazing! I won't do it again, ahhhh!" The masochistic saintess
, excited by my violation, leaned against me and hugged me, her lower body spurting out another stream of vaginal fluid.
"Hmph, to make up for it, you'd better offer your back door to your master."
"Okay, okay?"
She couldn't wait to turn her back to me, her face and breasts rubbing against the sheets, her buttocks raised high. Spreading her white
buttocks, there was a pink and tender anus.
"Your chrysanthemum is so beautiful. You truly deserve to be called a saintess."
"Ah...thank you for the compliment, master...woo woo"
she moaned happily, and my hand naturally caressed her chrysanthemum. Because of
the enema she had yesterday, it was surprisingly clean. I couldn't resist raising my hard penis again and aiming it at her anus
, slowly squeezing it in. The anal sphincter was indeed tight; the contractions brought me intense pleasure, almost making me explode.
"Ah...ah...that's it, even more perverted violation of me?" Fiana, her backside filled, opened
her eyes wide.
Just inserting my penis all the way in made me want to ejaculate, and even after swaying left and right, her rectum showed no sign of loosening, still
tightly gripping my penis. The saintess's rectum was truly tight.
"You dare call your master perverted? You really need a beating." I gave her white buttocks a loud slap, immediately
tinging Fiana's snow-white buttocks with a slight blush. Stimulated, her body arched back: "Ha! I'm sorry, master
! Forgive me...ahhh!"
A seductive moan made me unable to resist thrusting my penis in and out. The tightness of her anus caused Fiana
's buttocks to twist back and forth with each thrust, and her rectum secreted lubricating fluid, making my thrusts faster and faster,
unable to stop.
"Ah—you slutty saintess, how's it going?"
"Ah... Master...it feels so good...ahhh!"
The pleasure from behind made Fiana grip the sheets tightly, her eyebrows furrowed, struggling pitifully, while I slapped
her buttocks repeatedly, each slap making Fiana twist her body, her charming face flushed, saliva dripping
from the corners of her mouth.
"Ahhh, my anus feels so good being fucked, I'm going to...orgasm! Master...! Ahhh! Ahhh!"
Fiana arched her back, convulsing in waves, the trickle of her honey hole turning into a torrent,
spraying the sheets .
"My sex slave, do you really like having your anus played with so much? You're so tight, it's making me...come
...ah..." My lower abdomen slammed against her snow-white buttocks again and again, I couldn't help but let out a groan, thrusting my penis
deep into her anus, pouring hot semen into Fiana's rectum.
"Master?! So...so amazing...ahhhhhh?"
This time, Fiana let out a long moan, her body convulsing violently as if electrocuted, her lifeless eyes wide open, limp
on the ground.
"Ugh—glug—" After I pulled out my penis, I was surprised to find that her tight anus had swallowed all the semen,
not a drop had leaked out, and her pink anus was still trembling unsatisfied. Fiana, without my penis,
lay limp on the edge of the bed like she had been fucked to death, occasionally letting out a twitch.
At this moment, the door opened.
"Guard, you actually left me there all night—ahhhhh what are you doing!!!"
Rumia, her face full of anger, kicked open the door, about to explode, but was shocked to see our lewd scene.
"You you you what are you doing!!! I'll kill you!!!!" Realizing that the saintess had been defiled by me, she
glared angrily, her hand on hers.
"Hmph, you—" I narrowed my eyes and held out my palm to her.
"What's wrong?!" She looked puzzled, forcibly stopping her spellcasting, her beautiful body
arching in pain.
"Hahaha, sorry, you were also hit when I released Forced Manipulation yesterday, so—
you're my slave now, Sister."
My lewd laughter made Rumia blush. "No, impossible, I won't let you succeed."
"Well, you'll only know if you try." I shrugged. "Alright, Sister, take off your clothes."
"What, you actually want me to do this in front of the Saintess… ah…" Just as she was about to refuse,
a strange expression appeared on Rumia's face, as if her consciousness was in conflict.
"Why, why can't I resist?" Rumia was surprised by her own performance. She wanted to resist
but couldn't. The Sister reluctantly and slowly unbuttoned her dress, then gently pulled it. Instantly, her
sexy, slender, beautiful body, hidden under the Saintess's robe, was exposed to my eyes.
"Not bad, are all of you in the Holy See dairy cows?" I excitedly kneaded her breasts, and her blushing face
began to show a hint of erotic excitement.
"Ah!" No, you, you can't make me do this in front of the Holy Maiden—" "
Whatever, anyway, the Holy Maiden is my sex toy, Fiana, go lick Rumia's anus."
"Wh-what? My noble saintess is actually licking a nun's anus?"
A flash of shame and indignation crossed Fiana's face, replaced by a humiliated excitement. "But, but being treated like this, it's so enjoyable." Then
she knelt down behind Rumia and spread her buttocks, actually licking them passionately.
"No—Saintess—don't—" Rumia was still resisting verbally, but her lower body
was already wet. The intense pleasure made the blue-haired nun's body go limp, collapsing on top of me, panting heavily.
"Ah, such a sensitive body. I've decided, you'll be my number two sex toy. There's a rocking horse over there
for you to enjoy."
"What did you say—ah—" Before she could say anything more, I sucked on her tongue, kneaded her nipples,
and licked her anus. She looked incredibly lewd, and it wouldn't be long before she reached
orgasm again and again. "
...
Waaaah, Master, you've found another random woman!"
In the distance, on a tall building, a black-haired girl bit her lip in resentment, her blood-red eyes
gleaming brightly in the darkness.
"Why, why are you so afraid of me, even though..." She sighed, gradually disappearing into the darkness.
"I won't let this go."

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