[Slave Anime - Flesh Toy Raising Project] (1-3)

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Enslavement Anime - Flesh Toy Raising Project (1-3)

Tomorrow, I'll be an adult...

Compared to the joy of my peers, I only feel somewhat depressed. I really can't understand the strange mentality of this

new . Of course, this is also closely related to my identity.

This is Earth in 2212, an era that doesn't belong to me. My last memory

is from the night of December 31, 2012, when I calmly mocked those delusional doomsday theories and fell asleep

.

Perhaps there really are so-called gods, who punished those who scorned me in anger.

When I woke up, I had arrived two hundred years later, possessing the body of a standard "protagonist" template boy,

a miserable boy that even the most tragic protagonist-torture novels rarely set up.

Born without knowing his parents or receiving any financial support from relatives or elders, he struggled

to grow up , facing countless rejections and living in poverty. Finally, in despair, he drank expired "poison."

The final blow came as he approached adulthood. Federal welfare only existed during his childhood; after sixteen,

he was entirely on his own. A penniless and incompetent nobody like his former host was no different from a final, deadly blow.

The poor soul with the same name finally passed away, but the same problem loomed before me.

203 credits, converted to RMB, are roughly equivalent to four hundred

, hardly enough to support a newly adult teenager's growth.

But a living person never dies from a lack of bladder control. After searching high and low for information, I found a glimmer of hope.

Given the ever-increasing population pressure in the future century, various forms of violence, crime, and the dark side are gradually emerging,

making interstellar colonization seem a distant dream. The Federation provides each member with a free "coffin"

—a coffin called the "Holographic Information Crystal Coffin." Its function is similar to a game pod found only in 21st-century pseudo-science

fiction novels . The difference is that when the human enters the game, the crystal coffin injects a special liquid,

creating a natural cycle and greatly saving per capita resource consumption.

There's no such thing as a free lunch. Choosing the crystal coffin will lead to a bizarre and fantastical world,

a world created by scientists that humans cannot physically enter. It's said that its constituent elements originate from human history and

fantasy, and the player will bear the consequences of their actions within it. Most importantly, while the crystal coffin

is free, it also includes a month's supply of nutrient solution; after that, the player will be responsible for the nutrient solution themselves.

Anyway, things can't get any worse; maybe a miracle will happen in a month.

With this thought in mind, I lay down in this transparent coffin.

There was no so-called "newbie receptionist," nor a so-called "newbie village."

The moment I awoke, I was overwhelmed with a shock, a surge of

emotion welling up inside me.

No one knew my feelings at that moment. Gazing at the familiar blue sky and white clouds, at the steel

city , the crude mechanical technology of my past—perhaps indistinguishable from antiques to future players—this

was my home…

at least, this was the shell of my home. Even if it was a man-made alternate world, I felt content.

Standing blankly on the white sidewalk, feeling the familiar atmosphere, I couldn't help but reach out my right hand to

the black mole on my arm, trying to silently utter the word "attribute" in my mind.

Name: Ayu.

Occupation: None. Identity: First-year student at Shinno Middle School. "Wealthy family"—that's a concise description, isn't it? According to online

information, these attributes don't actually exist. After all, this isn't a so-called online game, but

a real "world." It's just that the black mole on my arm, the only help provided by the world's core—the "

information analysis machine"—allows us to understand some basic information.

I remember my experience playing online games in my past life. It was basically a "leveling up and getting equipment" system limited by the game company.

I fantasized countless times about a free gaming experience, but when I actually got there, I didn't know what to do.

However, I have a unique advantage. At least compared to those "future people" who painfully adapt to ancient life,

I can freely and comfortably adapt to this environment.

So, let's go home first!

Of course, not my cozy little home from my past life, but the house of this identity, "A-Yu." While possessing

this character, I automatically gained some false memories, including language and details of daily life.

It's truly luxurious. The house before me is a Western-style villa, with various exotic plants in the courtyard

. Whether it's the long, soft wool carpet or the wooden furniture exuding a faint fragrance, these are things that

ordinary people can't afford. From the memories, I know that this character's parents were extremely wealthy,

but they were rarely home, leaving only a mansion, a fixed monthly allowance, and some miscellaneous items.

However, these items are all marked as "plot items" by the system. They cannot be sold and are only for limited use. And

the allowance is what I have the most hope for.

"Pocket Money," a restricted item, is only used for school fees and food; it cannot be used to buy or sell personal items.

Sure enough, they wouldn't leave such a huge loophole. The so-called background doesn't actually provide any truly useful

items .

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Noble Clothing," a restricted item, is expensive high-end clothing that can create

the illusion of being a "super rich and handsome guy." Looking at the ridiculously gorgeous clothes in front of me, I suddenly felt speechless.

According to experienced players, the first step should be to adapt to the character's various "daily routines," and most importantly,

unlock the "profession" system. If a profession hasn't been selected beforehand, it needs to

be triggered by one's own actions, and the system will provide genuine beginner support based on the character's "profession." For example, the "Student" profession

will give basic "reading" skills and some special stationery; the "Beast Tamer" profession will give a "basic

beast "

and whip traps, etc. There's even a rumor that someone successfully changed to "Brothel Owner," receiving prostitutes as

a perk.

Usually, "profession items" exist in all aspects of "daily life," and can be triggered with careful observation,

such as when I picked up the scattered pens and books on the table.

"Trigger profession - student, task condition: achieve a score of 80% or higher in every exam."

I promptly cancelled it. These general career options were too common, and after being oppressed in China for over a decade, I

wasn't perverse enough to be addictive.

Unfortunately, after searching the entire house, the available careers were mostly ordinary

categories like "student," "chef," and "cleaner"—utterly useless. The chef's requirement was to cook three delicious

dishes from any one of the eight major Chinese cuisines, and the cleaner's job was even simpler—just clean the house to 80% cleanliness. I could only

try going to school tomorrow to see if I could find anything.

I nestled on the soft Simmons mattress and drifted comfortably into sleep.

So beautiful! That was probably my first thought. I never imagined there would be such a beautiful

girl .

A long-legged girl with long black hair walked towards us. Anyone would likely be immediately drawn to her

long, straight, pink legs. Moving the gaze upwards, her slender waist, black stockings, and light

black skirt accentuated her shapely chest, which was adorned with a blue bow, adding a touch of cuteness. Her delicate features

stared straight ahead, and even her serious expression couldn't conceal her cold and alluring beauty. Her long, black hair, reaching her hips, fluttered in the wind.

This stunningly beautiful girl left me speechless, my mouth dry.

"Hey, do you think she's pretty?" A lewd, hoarse voice suddenly interrupted my reverie.

"So beautiful, if I could have a go at her, it would be worth dying for..." I blurted out my thoughts instinctively, then suddenly

realized and turned away angrily.

It was a man, or rather, a boy, who was clearly an unpleasant sight. Despite having an ordinary

, childish face and a short, chubby figure with nothing particularly remarkable about him, his lewd smile reminded me of

the troublemakers in my middle school days, making me feel disgusted.

"Who are you?" I asked rudely.

"Who I am isn't important. Do you want to have sex with Kuroyukihime? She's still a virgin, you know. She's so young and

beautiful, and she's the vice president of the student council. For just five million yen, you can enjoy her first time

!" The boy didn't answer, grinning as he spoke absurdly like a salesman.

So it was Kuroyukihime. I suddenly realized. This world is intertwined with human fantasies, and

characters existing in various stories also exist. Kuroyukihime, as the heroine of "Accel World," no wonder she's so beautiful.

I've fantasized about those long, black-stockinged legs countless times while watching the anime.

But what nonsense is this sleazy kid spouting? This kind of scoundrel

isn't even qualified to carry the shoes of such a beautiful woman!

Perhaps sensing my contempt, this disgusting person calmly explained.

"Don't let this woman's haughty demeanor fool you. She's actually my sex slave, a prostitute, and I just got her. She's

brand new, absolutely genuine. Just pay me five million yen, and I'll make you her first customer. How about it?

Don't miss this chance to toy with the proud and aloof student council president!" I stared at

the young man in disbelief. The tall, long-legged beauty standing beside me seemed to agree, a hint of sorrow in her

calm bright red eyes.

"Prostitute, come here. Let your customer see your goods." Kase's expression was excited.

"Yes, Master." A submissive word escaped her lips as the cold, aloof girl in black calmly walked over

. Her fair arms gently lifted her short skirt, revealing the private parts at the base of her black lace-clad legs.

I couldn't help but swallow hard, my mind blank as I stared at this rare sight.

Kuroyukihime's honeyed vulva was exposed to the air, her pink slit trembling, inspiring endless fantasies. The girl's

tender labia were tightly closed, forming an adorable shape. Below her fair belly, there was no dark forest,

only smooth, completely exposed skin—she was a natural-born "white tiger"!

The trembling pink vulva, due to its owner's shyness, unconsciously clenched her long, slender legs in black stockings, making my

heart pound even harder.

Is this what a woman's vulva is like? I couldn't resist reaching out to touch it, to experience the real feel.

*Slap!* My hand was slapped away.

"Excuse me, classmate, you have to pay first before you can receive the goods. Otherwise, if you touch her but can't pay, and

you ruin her purity, I'll be at a huge loss!" Kase said with a grin.

"You're not carrying five million yen with you, are you?" I tried to recall

how My mind raced, and I vaguely understood something. "Besides, how do I know if you guys are

in cahoots to lie to me?" "Ha, classmate, you'll see when you take a look." Kase calmly

showed me the panel.

Kase, Occupation: Brothel Owner.

Sex Slave Prostitute 1

Kuroyukihime. Age 14, Appearance Rating: S-, Body Rating: A, Sexual Skill Rating: B, Mental Rating: A, Special

Service Skill: Foot Fetish, Blue text indicates "Virgin".

Looking at the system's introduction, the tall, shy, black-haired girl with her lower body exposed, I felt my lower body about to

burst. I slowly said,

"I don't have that much money on me right now, but you keep her for me. I'll go get it when I get back tonight."

Although I knew I couldn't possibly come up with that much money, I absolutely couldn't tolerate such a beautiful girl being treated

like a prostitute. I'd delay as long as I could.

"Oh dear, this is putting me in a difficult position. Many big bosses want to play with this prostitute." Kase

looked troubled.

"Eight million yen." "Don't worry, here's my contact information. Contact me immediately after you get the money, and you can enjoy a feast

right away !" The bastard laughed and led the beautiful girl away.

It was already noon.

I couldn't help but feel anxious. I tried everything I could think of, but for a novice, raising eight

million yen was practically an impossible task. The system wouldn't give such a big

loophole in the early stages. Even if I killed this beast, I wouldn't be able to get ownership of the beautiful girl, and there was still no news about the special item I wanted

. I started to feel a little desperate.

"Yu-kun, please clean the warehouse." A cold and crisp voice rang in my ears, interrupting my worries.

"As expected of Tachibana Kanade..." I looked

at school beauties, but Tachibana Kanade and Kuroyukihime had completely different kinds of beauty. Kuroyukihime's black and cold beauty was...

She possessed a charming and proud cuteness, while this angelic girl

had However, she also captivated me.

"Yu-kun, clean the warehouse!" Seeing my indifference, the student council president continued issuing

the order expressionlessly. It seemed this was my task for today's daily "spring cleaning."

"Okay, I'll do it right away." I took the bucket of water from the girl's slender, white hand, and couldn't help but

gently squeeze her fair fingers.

So soft, so smooth, a thought involuntarily surfaced in my mind. Before I could react, the girl had

already slightly frowned, and although she walked away calmly, it seemed as if

she turned and left with an attitude of "it's like being licked by a dog. "

Of course, the seemingly cold but actually gentle student council president wouldn't have such thoughts; this was just my own

insecure and depraved daydreaming. But a thought still surfaced.

How pleasurable it would be to have such a holy and beautiful girl beneath me and enjoy her at will!

Suddenly, a transparent frame appeared before my eyes.

Name: Tachibana Kanade Attributes: Taciturn, Special Physique, Cleanliness, Athlete Affection Level:

Blue A long bar lists the values for Jealousy, Love, Friendship, Toilet, Sleep, Desire, and Hunger.

I subconsciously locked the affection level on the red bar. Then, I immediately realized, frozen in shock. This was far more than simple

information analysis could provide, and this pattern was practically identical to the cheat code in that game I used to play

!

I suddenly remembered that long, dark night when I was playing my beloved "Artificial Girl 3" by lamplight, only

to fall into a sudden, inexplicable sleep.

Thinking of this, my heart pounded as if it were about to explode.

A cheat code… what kind of concept is this? This other world isn't a virtual world made of data, but a true

parallel world, and the concept of a cheat code is a completely foreign term that has never existed in the 23rd century!

But why is it suddenly popping up now? Thinking back to my earlier act of deliberately groping her, I had

a sudden realization. Perhaps this only happens when you interact with a girl!

I wiped my mouth, suppressing my elation, and looked at Kanade expectantly. But she only stopped at the door,

tilted her , looked at me with slight confusion, and then turned and continued to leave. I sighed in disappointment, picked up the heavy

bucket, and swayed towards the dilapidated warehouse.

Calling it a dilapidated warehouse was an understatement; it was more like a huge garbage dump. Looking at the massive pile of junk that almost formed

a , I suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Senior, are you here to clean too?" Although it was a polite greeting, my tone carried an

undeniable decisiveness.

I then noticed that a girl was already cleaning next to me. She had long, golden hair,

wore a pink wig, and her delicate face was covered in fine beads of sweat. She was squatting on the ground, carefully sorting things,

but the way she squatted made her small but pert buttocks stand out even more, making my heart itch.

"Please don't just stand there watching, okay?" The girl was somewhat annoyed by my slowness. Her green eyes stared at me.

"Oh." I quickly squatted down to help her sort through the items. A sweet fragrance

wafted from the girl. "What's your name, junior?" "Izumi Orimoto." The girl was clearly reluctant to answer, but out of politeness

, she reluctantly uttered her name.

Despite my constant attempts to strike up a conversation, this cute girl only responded with "um" or "yes,"

and seemed quite conflicted.

"Huh, what's this?" Izumi suddenly pulled a round, worn-out collar from the clutter with a slight surprise

. A thin, whip-like thing was wrapped around the rough collar's edge.

"Is this a dog collar? Why is a pointer wrapped around it? And this dark red color, could it be blood?"

She said, her voice gradually lowering with a hint of fear.

"Let me see!" A thought struck me, and I had a vague guess. I

took the strange object the girl eagerly tossed to me, turned on the analyzer, and sure enough, a file popped up as I expected

.

"Used SM whip and sex slave collar," seemingly

tools , faintly stained with the blood of a young girl's first time.

Triggered Mission: Use various methods to train at least one girl with an overall rating of B or higher, raising her loyalty

to 60 or higher. Time Limit: 3 days.

Penalty for Failure: Captured by the evil dominatrix and subjected to a month of training. (Red text)

Reward for Success: Slavery Collar *1: Allows you to capture a woman as a slave if she consents. (Basic

Reward)

I swallowed hard and decisively selected "Confirm." In the past, I would have had virtually no

chance of successfully completing the mission, but now, with this powerful weapon, I was brimming with confidence.

"Senior, what's wrong?" Seeing me holding the black collar with deep red spots, motionless for a long time, Izumi couldn't help

but recall the terrifying stories of "ghosts" circulating on campus, and tremblingly nudged my shoulder.

I didn't rush to answer, but silently opened my attribute panel.

Name: Ayu.

Occupation: Trainee Dominator (Temporary)

Skills: Whipping: 0.03% chance to increase slave loyalty by 1, 70% chance to cause minor

damage , decrease loyalty (temporary).

Taming: Increases or decreases the capture probability when the captured female body is tortured or subjected to extreme sensory stimulation.

Item: Rough Dog Collar, suitable for sex slaves, beautiful dogs, and all female animals, increases loyalty by 1. If I really

relied on these temporary trash for capture and training, I estimated it would take a hundred years to succeed. I showed an "I knew it"

expression, not in a hurry at all.

"Izumi, can you help me up? My legs hurt a lot." I deliberately pretended to be in pain,

squatting on the ground in agony.

"Ah, okay." The blonde girl in pink hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and took my arm,

preparing to help me up.

A girl's soft hand is so comfortable. I felt the touch on my arm and couldn't help but feel my heart flutter, silently

calling for that cheat.

Actually, I was incredibly anxious. If even this last resort couldn't save me, I was afraid I'd be

tragically forced to accept the maddening punishment for mission failure!

Fortunately, fate smiled upon me, and a transparent panel slowly appeared before my retina.

Name: Izumi Orimoto… (Referencing the Artificial Girl 3 modifier)

I thought for a moment, then adjusted the sleep level from around 10% to the 100% red zone, nervously

watching the girl's reaction beside me.

"Eh, why… I'm so sleepy…" The blonde beauty suddenly staggered and slumped into my arms,

letting out a heavy yawn. Her eyes gradually closed, and she fell into a deep sleep.

I admired the girl's open cherry lips, her rosy tongue and snow-white teeth clearly visible, combined with her adorable,

dazed expression, which made me unable to resist extending my thick fingers and slowly inserting them into the girl's mouth to play with them.

A moist, pink sensation spread from my fingers. A tender, fragrant tongue wriggled restlessly, rubbing against my

fingers. I couldn't resist using my index finger and thumb to slowly pinch and play with the playful tongue. The sleeping beauty

slightly furrowed her brow, quietly allowing my fingers to freely ravage her. Drops of saliva

dripped onto my clothes as her mouth opened wide, adding to the erotic allure of her rosy, lovely face.

I suppressed my excitement, tightly embracing the beauty who was about to become mine. Her long, flowing golden

hair swayed in the air. I lowered my head deeply to her face, savoring and licking her smooth cheeks and

gradually reddening her earlobes. My other hand roamed freely over her pink dress, feeling

the delicate skin of the youthful beauty through the fabric.

I took a deep breath, preparing for the final step. My hands reached for

the buttons on the chest of her pink dress, ready to unbutton them, but then I felt a tingling sensation, a jolt of electricity running through me.

Friendly reminder: You cannot forcibly remove a woman's clothing until her affection level reaches 80%.

Holy crap! I stared at the bulging tent in my pants, bewildered. I never expected such

a bizarre setting! Then why can Kuroyukihime take off her skirt and reveal her beautiful body for me to admire?! Is it

because she's a prostitute?

Misfortunes never come singly.

Warning: You have committed indecent acts against Izumi Orimoto and have automatically been punished by the righteous. The red glowing

characters emanate a blood-red light.

Warning: If you cannot escape the pursuit, you will lose everything you have gained.

Before I could even process what the righteous were, a chilling feeling came from behind me, an

unavoidable fear surged in my chest, my heart suddenly pounded wildly, and

an .

Chapter Two and Three

Many experienced readers have probably already guessed which novel "Kase" comes from. Just as I

wrote "Beast Blood Trial" because I was annoyed by "Beast Blood Erotic Chronicles," and wrote

"Strange Century" because I was annoyed by those school NTR stories, naturally, that absolutely wicked "Otherworldly Beautiful Girl Club" definitely made

me very angry. Therefore, in my story, that damned Kase would absolutely not abuse Kuroyukihime or turn her into

a prostitute. Uh, I seem to be getting a little excited. Anyway, here is the main text, a long chapter of 10,000 words! (11396)

By Master Gu Yue

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Before I could even process what a righteous person was, a chilling sensation shot through me from behind, an

unavoidable fear gripped my chest, my heart pounded wildly, and

an .

Instinctively, I pulled the girl tightly into my arms, pressing her beneath me. The next moment, I felt a numbness in my shoulder.

Turning around, I saw a large patch of scorched yellow hair on my right shoulder, a deep hollow in my collarbone,

blood and bone fragments splattered everywhere. I knelt on the ground, a wave of exhaustion

washing over me.

Only then did a slow, harsh voice outside the door shout, "Pervert, stop!" My mind went

blank. Gradually, a small figure slowly came into focus at the warehouse doorway.

Shoulder-length brown hair, brown eyes, an indomitable gaze, and a beautiful

face that doesn't need makeup, coupled with the faint crackling blue electricity on her forehead—I already knew what an invincible enemy I was about to

face .

"Izumi, are you alright?" I squinted, feigning pallor and urgency,

instantly suppressing a surge of violent rage. I tightly hugged the girl I was protecting, shaking her, "Please don't be

hurt ..." completely ignoring the terrible attack that was about to strike.

Just as I expected, the girl, suspected to be the "Electric Princess," didn't attack, but instead walked

over suspiciously.

"Pervert, let her go!" the girl threatened calmly.

"What are you going to do? Kill her if you want, but don't hurt Izumi!" I instead tightly hugged the sleeping girl, shielding

her behind me, my fear mixed with determination, a loyal human shield.

"Stop pretending! I just saw you secretly stick your disgusting finger into this girl's mouth!" The tea-haired

girl pointed out my actions without any mercy.

I knew I'd been exposed, I thought to myself, but outwardly I put on a wronged and indignant expression.

"Izumi fainted just now, and I just stuck my finger into her mouth to check what was wrong. It's a medical

first aid procedure. Don't you even know that? You attacked without even knowing what happened! It's okay if I get hurt, but Izumi almost

died because of you!" "Ah...is that so?" The pretty girl looked doubtful, seemingly

wavering herself. Seeing Izumi's neatly arranged clothes in my arms, without any signs of assault, she became

flustered.

"I didn't mean to... I saw you holding her in your arms, looking all lewd, who knew you were

saving someone..." The brown-haired girl ran over in a panic. "Besides, I just wanted to scare you,

I didn't expect you to run into the electromagnetic cannon with her in your arms..." A chill ran down my spine, and I finally understood why I had suddenly experienced that

strange "potential burst." This so-called burst was probably the world's core deliberately making me run into the attack while I was escaping.

But unexpectedly, instead of running for my life, I subconsciously protected the girl, thus escaping a fatal blow!

The girl clumsily tried to help me up, and the moment her fingers touched me...

Name: Misaka Mikoto. Attributes: Dizzy, clean, proactive, sensitive, jealous.

It really was her. I silently raised my "sleep" status to 100%, preparing to wait for this girl

to collapse. I'm going to get my revenge on this crazy woman! I screamed inwardly.

"Hmm?" Unexpectedly, Misaka Mikoto only felt a slight drowsiness, then a surge of blue

electricity coursed through her body, instantly waking her up.

"What happened just now? Suddenly felt sleepy?" Her eyes instantly sharpened as she surveyed her surroundings, her nerves

tense, but she didn't suspect me.

Probably controlling her bioelectricity to stay awake. I didn't expect this woman to be so troublesome. I felt a

headache coming on. If the blonde girl in my arms woke up, everything would probably be exposed, and then I'd be killed immediately.

But I don't just use this monotonous method. Don't blame me for being wicked. I smirked and adjusted my toilet level

to eighty percent.

"Ugh... What's wrong..." The strong and pretty girl suddenly turned pale, clutching her stomach and

squatting on the ground, her brows furrowed tightly as she groaned in pain.

"Are you alright?" I pretended to be concerned, but calmly adjusted my desire level to

eighty percent.

The girl looked even more uncomfortable squatting there, clutching her stomach tightly while rubbing her

legs eyes were vacant, her mouth opened unconsciously, and she clenched her teeth, but she stammered

, "It hurts so much, it itches so much... Go away... Take Izumi away... My stomach hurts so much... Go quickly... Go find

someone to help me..." "It seems even a powerful psychic can't overcome physiological needs." I completely

tore off my hypocritical facade, extending my free right hand to roam over Misaka's clothes, which were gradually becoming soaked with sweat,

wantonly fondling her flat chest and slapping her pert buttocks when she squatted down.

"Weren't you so powerful? Why aren't you shocking me anymore?" I mocked with a savage smile.

"It really was you... you bastard... how could I possibly be..." The sweat-drenched Misaka Mikoto glared

at me angrily and struggled, and tiny crackling electricity began to emanate from her body.

I was startled and hurriedly adjusted my desire and toilet stats to 100%, but

the scene before me made me fully understand the power of cheat codes.

The strong girl finally broke down completely. "It hurts...it itches...it's going to break..." The girl let out a

gradually rising moan, her legs tightly clenching and rubbing together. She reached out a hand to touch herself inside her clothes. Even more outrageous,

from between her snow-white legs under her short skirt, there was a strange sound of liquid rubbing against the fabric.

Golden liquid gushed uncontrollably from Mikoto's urethra, and a clump of filthy, smelly feces

slid from her blue and white safety shorts to the ground. She acted like a beast in heat, her eyes wide open with tears streaming down her face, her tongue unconsciously

sticking out, saliva dripping incessantly. Her soaked body writhed desperately, her shoulder-length brown hair swaying in waves

, completely unconcerned that her school uniform and skin were stained with golden urine and filthy feces.

This bizarre and wickedly beautiful scene probably lasted for less than three minutes. This proud

superpowered princess rolled her eyes back and lay motionless on her excrement. If it weren't for her slightly

trembling , I would have thought she was dead.

Just then, my data analysis machine suddenly displayed a piece of information:

Misaka Mikoto (Mental Breakdown)

Mental Breakdown: After suffering unbearable humiliation and despair, her mind is close to collapse. The effect of training skills

is increased by 100%, and the training direction of "Humanoid Collapse Meat Toilet" efficiency is increased.

I looked at the collars and whips scattered to the side and a sinister smile appeared on my face.

I picked up the two beautiful girls, each with their own unique charm, who were unconscious, and stood in front of the door. I silently recited the "Otaku"

map from my cheat. According to my experience in the game, as long as I opened the door and entered, they would automatically appear in my own home.

How pathetic. I unceremoniously threw my prey on the ground, hesitated for a moment, found

a bundle of hemp rope, carefully tied them together tightly, then opened the emergency medical kit, applied

gentian violet , and then bandaged them up. Only then could I suppress the exhaustion in my heart.

I collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know when, but the sound of crying started coming from all directions. Frustrated, I tossed and turned, finally standing

up . I subconsciously touched the wound on my shoulder and was surprised to find that the serious injury had completely healed. It must be

the effect of that cheat-like sleep function that refreshes the save file. I thought for a moment, then casually pushed open the basement door.

A cute blonde girl was sobbing softly. Her golden hair was disheveled and scattered all over her body. Her pink dress

was full of wrinkles, and her delicate body was forcibly bent into a ball and tightly bound. Directly in front of her

was the energetic and lively girl, Misaka Mikoto. However, compared to Izumi's unharmed state, Mikoto

seemed to be on the verge of a humanoid breakdown from any angle.

Her eyes were vacant as she stared at her blonde junior, her mouth agape, leaving a trail of drool on the floor. Her exquisite

school uniform was covered with yellow, foul-smelling stains, and her long, pink legs were also stained with dirt. But she obviously didn't

care , just smiling blankly, her expression dazed.

"Senior, please, let us go!" Seeing my arrival, Izumi cowered in fear, pleading with

me.

"That won't do, you'll become my sex toys." I looked at the already effective "Electric Princess."

"Mikoto will become my personal sex toy, and as for you, you'll reluctantly become my little puppy."

"Who wants to be that kind of thing!" Izumi roared at me, suppressing her anger, but her tearful expression only made

her seem even cuter.

I tried to ignore the girl's desperate struggles, her long golden hair cascading over my arms, caressing her pink

dress, but waves of tingling sensations spread through my hands. Her affection level was indeed too low to undress her. Without

undressing , there was no way to do H, and most of the training was out of the question, meaning her loyalty wouldn't increase,

making the mission practically impossible.

Theoretically, that was true, but I possessed an incredible weapon.

I wickedly raised Izumi's desire level to eighty percent. "Ugh... what's going on..."

An unbearable itching sensation spread from the girl's tender pink private parts throughout her body. Izumi weakly twisted her body, rubbing against the wall,

desperately trying to close her legs, but the strange ropes held them tightly apart. The girl could only tilt her

chin back in discomfort, letting out sweet, heavy breaths, her cheeks gradually flushing red.

"What...did you do to me?" Izumi gasped, her breath coming in short gasps.

"Oh dear, your panties are wet! They're all soaked!" I ignored the girl's pitiful

confusion and couldn't help but gently squat down, extending my index finger to touch

the area on her pink pantyhose that was gradually becoming wet, slowly rubbing it. I gently raised my head, took her rosy earlobe into my mouth, and asked with a lewd smile.

"Um...please...senpai...let me go to the toilet...it feels so strange...I need to pee..." Izumi

weakly lowered her head, pitifully pleading with me.

"Why don't you just pee here? Izumi is my little dog, how can she disobey her master

?" I whispered slowly.

"You bad guy...senpai...you bad guy...Izumi hates it...ah...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to pee...ah

!!!! Waaah..." The girl finally couldn't bear her aroused body any longer, tensing her legs and arching her back, letting out

a high-pitched scream. Tears streamed down her face. At the same time,

a hissing sound of a large amount of water spraying onto the fabric could be heard. Izumi stretched her body weakly, her pink dress and stockings completely soaked. The ground where she was sitting

was covered with a small puddle of clear liquid, emitting a strange smell.

This was just the beginning. Looking at the sad and ashamed girl, I never expected such a petite and cute girl to have

so much water! My heart was filled with even more heat. This cute and beautiful blonde girl was about to become my

personal toy.

I let Izumi rest for a while, then adjusted her hunger level to eighty percent.

The girl's weak and disheveled body suddenly curled up slightly. Izumi showed a pained expression, subconsciously squatting up and

muttering unconsciously.

"Senior, Izumi's so hungry..." I grinned wickedly. I stood up, pointing my bulging erection at

the lovely girl.

"Izumi, my cock is full of hot milk, do you want some?" "Milk... I'm so hungry...

I want some..." Izumi instinctively pleaded.

"Then do it yourself, be self-sufficient." I stood lazily, not moving.

"I want milk... how do I make it... Senior... please... give Izumi milk." Izumi

looked at me with intense longing, her porcelain doll-like face revealing pure desire and yearning.

"That's up to you then, unzip it with your mouth, and then squeeze the milk out with your mouth!" I

excitedly issued the excessive command.

Izumi lowered her head in confusion, opened her mouth and bit the zipper, slowly swaying and trying to unzip it. Watching

the alluring sight of the beautiful blonde girl bowing her head to serve me, I felt my cock grow even bigger.

Izumi tried several times, finally cleverly figuring out the trick: biting down hard on the thin zipper strap

while using her soft tongue to push downwards, she successfully pulled it open.

A steaming hot penis burst free, its thick shaft striking

the girl's nose, filling her nostrils with a foul, fishy smell.

"How...how could you eat this!" Izumi seemed to regain

some , staring at the penis with disgust. She lowered her head, forcibly enduring the protests in her lower abdomen, curling into a ball,

silent, trying to endure it.

I smiled silently, simply adjusting my desire and hunger to ninety percent.

"Since you don't want my milk, I'm leaving." I deliberately feigned disappointment, preparing

to turn and leave.

"No...wait a minute..." Izumi was completely overwhelmed by the sudden desire and hunger, writhing in pain as

she curled up into a ball. The pungent, disgusting penis seemed to transform into her favorite ice cream cake, and her mind was filled only with

desire and thirst. The blonde beauty instinctively craved it.

"Senior, please give Izumi milk...Izumi...I'm so hungry...I feel like I want..." "Oh dear, how

impolite ! I only give milk to my pets. Junior, forget it!" "Ah! Master...don't go! Little...

little puppy Izumi wants Master's milk so much...waaaah...please, Master, give little puppy milk!" Izumi

finally abandoned her last bit of restraint, desperately pleading for my semen, tears streaming down her face as she whimpered and uttered

words of surrender.

"Since you, this lewd little puppy, want Master's semen so much, then Master will grant your wish."

I gladly stood before Izumi. This poor little beauty, trapped in the mire of desire, instinctively

stretched her neck and took my penis into her mouth, licking it.

Is this what oral sex feels like? So good!

I felt my erect penis being deeply enveloped in a smooth, moist cavity, as if

a small snake was constantly sliding inside. My open legs occasionally felt a soft, smooth touch, the

smooth, blushing cheeks of a young girl.

I gasped, looking down at the blonde beauty bound beneath me, kneeling on the ground,

her mouth moving rhythmically, making "slurping" sounds as she sucked. Her long, golden hair swayed adorably with her

movements . Suddenly, I felt my penis being deeply thrust into a narrow, tight cavity, the shaft

wrapped around her soft tongue. Izumi, with an innate, seductive charm, sucked desperately and forcefully, her cheeks puffing out with small

dimples. Layers of tightness constantly compressed my penis—wet, hot, so tight.

The girl gently closed her eyes, making muffled "woo-woo-woo" sounds. No matter how much I tried to hypnotize

myself , my erect penis was being relentlessly manipulated by the increasingly tight vaginal canal. A strange sucking sound

rang out, and a sensation as if thousands of ants were slowly crawling up my penis completely overwhelmed me.

"Ah..." I couldn't help but let out a low growl, and the virgin semen I had accumulated over sixteen years

shot out relentlessly into the soft vaginal cavity, making gurgling sounds. I couldn't help but sigh comfortably.

"Woo-woo...so good...so delicious..." The girl was caught off guard as her mouth was filled with semen, but she

quickly recovered. Her large, watery eyes narrowed instinctively, and she fell into a state of ecstasy. She tilted

her head back, praising the semen indistinctly while swallowing it drop by drop.

Finally, the lovely beauty couldn't resist sticking out her pink and cute little tongue, scraping it against the corner of her mouth, enjoying

the remaining semen.

"So comfortable..." Looking at this lewd scene, my penis, which had just ejaculated, became hard again.

The girl's eyes lit up, and her alluring face moved closer, ready for another meal.

"No, you can't. The little dog's mouth can only eat one meal." I took two steps back without being polite, and Izumi

couldn't help but show a disappointed look.

I glanced at the data sent by the information analysis machine.

Name: Izumi Orimoto, Loyalty: 81 (Temporary)

Loyalty changes with the training behavior. It may be extremely high the first time, but in daily life, it will

gradually revert to its true nature, understand shame, and thus decrease significantly. Only long-term training can maintain a stable

value .

I chuckled. For others, it probably requires a long-term approach, but the basic function of the cheat is to

lock the favorability. I locked the loyalty without hesitation.

"Senior, it hurts so much from all that binding Izumi..." The cute blonde girl

complained to her owner like a wronged little animal, looking up at me with teary eyes.

So cute... I couldn't help but gently untie the ropes binding Izumi's hands and feet. The girl, who had been bound for so long, was suddenly

freed , and her hands and feet felt numb and powerless. She instinctively snuggled into my arms.

Holding the girl's delicate body, I couldn't help but lower my head and bury my head in

the chest of her pink dress. Although her breasts were only slightly protruding due to her age, smelling her fragrance and resting my head on her

soft skin made me feel incredibly happy.

Izumi's tense nerves couldn't help but relax, and she snuggled tightly into my

arms like a docile little animal, closing her eyes and taking a nap.

I don't know how long I slept, but I vaguely heard a rustling sound. I opened my eyes groggily and

found that I was alone in the basement. Both of my captured pets were nowhere to be seen. I was startled and instantly

woke up .

I rushed out in a panic, frantically heading towards the hall. It was empty; the door stood silently ajar, the setting sun

casting long shadows across the desolate courtyard. Despairingly, I sat down, resignedly closing my eyes. I figured

the police would probably arrest me soon.

Sitting on the sofa, I waited for the bad end, my mind racing. But as I calmed down, I suddenly heard

the faint sound of running water coming from the bathroom on my right.

I swallowed hard, and with a sliver of hope, I went over. The sound of running water grew louder. I

hesitated, then tentatively knocked on the door.

"Ah…is that you, senpai?" A familiar female voice came from inside.

"Uh…Izumi, have you seen Mikoto?" I asked after a moment's thought.

"Mikoto? Oh, this lady's name is Mikoto. I noticed her clothes are dirty, and she looks strange…she

won't talk to me…so I'm just borrowing your bathroom to help her clean up." The girl didn't seem to dislike or

fear me; she answered naturally.

"Oh... then come to the lobby after you're done washing up. I'll wait for you there." I tried to open the door, only to find it

locked from the inside. Disappointed, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. I greeted them and sat down on the sofa in the lobby

to wait silently.

Not long after, I heard footsteps. I turned around and carefully examined the two beauties who had just emerged from their bath.

Mikoto still had a blank and dazed expression. Her dirty school uniform was nowhere to be seen; Izumi had probably taken it to wash

. She was wearing the loose white bathrobe I had left behind. Her petite and cute body was wrapped in the bathrobe, unintentionally revealing her

fair skin and thighs, but she clearly didn't care anymore.

The blonde beauty I had tamed, Izumi Orimoto, was still wearing that pink dress, standing awkwardly in

front of me. She was cute, but I was also a little confused. Her white underwear was clearly wet; was she

still wearing it? Based on the principle that practice makes perfect,

"Izumi, take off your clothes," I commanded, testing whether this cute girl would obey me, her nominal

master .

"Huh?" Izumi stared at me in astonishment. Seeing that I didn't intend to change my mind, she could only mutter, "Perverted

senior...bad senior..." She lowered her blushing cheeks and gently slipped her hand inside the buttons of her dress, fumbling to

unbutton them.

I couldn't help but hold my breath, unwilling to spoil the beautiful sight before me.

As the pink dress fell to the ground, a fair-skinned, youthful blonde beauty stood naked before me. Her

slightly protruding nipples and long, golden hair reaching her hips swayed gently. Izumi shyly covered her chest and smooth, pink

genitals with her hands, her legs closed. This alluring sight made my mouth dry.

"Izumi, let go, let me see properly." Despite her extreme shyness, the girl obediently released

her hands and spread her legs, revealing her most private parts to me.

A thin pink slit was exposed between her thighs, and neat golden hair was distributed below her abdomen,

appearing even more alluring as Izumi moved helplessly.

I couldn't help but hold Izumi tightly on my lap, my left hand around her slender waist, my right index finger deeply inserted into her delicate

slit . Izumi instinctively let out an "Ah!" and squeezed her legs together, but my right hand had already parted the outer slit and

penetrated deep into her pink cavity.

Is this a girl's vagina? I carefully felt the touch of my index finger, pressing forward little by little,

the pleasure of breaking through the flesh walls bit by bit. The surrounding flesh walls were constantly squeezing my finger, and I couldn't help but gently

move my finger in and out.

"Hmm... Senior... Izumi... It feels so strange..." The blonde girl struggled

and twisted . With the deeper insertion and withdrawal of my finger, she couldn't help but gasp and tremble, emitting sweet and strange moans.

My left hand slid down to Izumi's snow-white, pert buttocks, tracing circles.

Feeling the smooth touch.

The girl's body was exceptionally sensitive. I had only been moving for a minute or two when Izumi couldn't help but

bury my chest, desperately arching her buttocks and letting out a mournful cry. I felt a clear, warm liquid hit

my finger.

"Izumi, you're so lecherous, you came so quickly." I teased the rosy-cheeked blonde girl.

"You bad senior, how could you bully me like this?" Izumi felt her tender lower body still tightly inserted with thick

fingers, and couldn't help but wriggle and complain.

*Smack!* "Don't call me 'senior.' When we're not around, remember to call me 'master.' You're my little

puppy , you know!" I pretended to be angry and slapped the girl's snow-white, pert buttocks hard, leaving a red handprint.

"I know...master," Izumi replied with tears in her eyes...

"Now, it's time to enjoy the main course!" I swallowed hard, looking at the girl's soaked lower body, and pulled down

my pants, revealing my hard, thick penis.

Knowing what was about to happen, Izumi couldn't help but stand up in fear, her eyes wide, her long

eyelashes fluttering nervously, staring unblinkingly at my penis.

I sat on the sofa, letting the beautiful girl stand tightly in front of me, aligning her delicate, sensitive slit with my

penis, ready to thrust in and enjoy adult pleasure.

I gazed at the beautiful girl's tense face, her hesitant, sensitive body unwilling to sit down.

I gripped my rock-hard penis and slowly placed it at the entrance of the beautiful girl's vagina, rubbing it up and down against her tender

opening. This caused Izumi's sensitive honeypot to involuntarily writhe, releasing streams of nectar that moistened my glans.

I could almost feel the heat emanating from her lower body through my glans.

"Sorry,"

I finally succumbed to my lust, and slowly slid my glans into Izumi's delicate vagina. Then, I

shifted my body slightly, leaning forward, and my penis was inserted all the way

into the blonde girl's pink flesh.

So...so tight...so warm...

my penis was tightly enveloped by Izumi's vagina, my body temperature

connected with hers.

So comfortable...a warm, tight, squeezing sensation emanated from my penis. The thirteen-year-old's vagina

was incredibly tight, and Izumi couldn't help but painfully grip my waist, trying to prop herself up, but I forcefully

pushed her delicate body down even further.

A large amount of fresh blood overflowed from her pink, forcibly stretched-open vulva. The girl desperately squeezed her snowy legs together, which

felt incredibly pleasurable on my waist. I couldn't help but thrust in hard and completely, letting my thick glans penetrate

deep into her uterus.

"It's going to split open... Ahhh... It's split open..." Looking at the girl's beautiful face contorted in pain,

I couldn't help but feel a violent pleasure rising within me. I grabbed Izumi Shure's blonde hair and, like holding the reins of a horse, began

to thrust in and out frantically.

The girl twisted her waist and struggled with her fleshy vulva, but this only gave me greater stimulation. Layers of fleshy, juicy

folds tightly enveloped my penis, squeezing it. The blood and love juice gradually became the best lubricant, making each

insertion and withdrawal incredibly pleasurable!

"Izumi, you're my little bitch...only I can fuck you...let me fuck you properly...ah!!!!!

"

I completely lost my mind, pinning Izumi down on the sofa and thrusting in the traditional missionary position. Her long,

white legs kicked weakly outwards, her tender opening stretched open

by my thick penis. As

girl watching couldn't help but show deep fear.

"Waaah...Master...Izumi...so good...so itchy...Izumi wants your penis...Master's penis

...uh...Izumi...it's broken..." Tears streaming down her face, she made a bitch-like declaration. Izumi

, her desire fully awakened, actively hooked her arms around my waist and began to thrust violently, her vagina clenching to meet my

thrusts.

Like a female beast in heat, she entangled with me.

"I can't take it anymore...it feels so good..." I felt waves of tingling sensation as the girl's tender vagina gripped my glans .

An electric shock-like feeling rising up my spine made me completely lose control of my penis. I simply thrust

my penis into the girl's uterus, gurgling and releasing my male desire.

"Ah...I didn't expect sex to be so comfortable. Looks like I'll have to do it often from now on," I comfortably

held the girl, who was flushed after her orgasm, feeling the warm, wet touch of my penis inside her honey hole, and lay on the sofa

panting. But there was still one prey I hadn't properly played with.

"Mikoto, how does it feel?" I looked at Misaka Mikoto, who had been watching curiously for a long time, and

was surprised to find that the "mental breakdown" had transformed into "mental restructuring."

"Mikoto? So my name is Mikoto?" To my surprise, the dazed brown-haired girl gave a murmured

response.

"Mental restructuring." Personality, mental breakdown, will gradually recover or form a new personality

and will , which can be controlled by inputting one's own commands, with timely reactions from the analysis machine.

Hmm? I couldn't help but feel a mix of surprise and elation, vaguely knowing what I should do.

"Yes, your name is Misaka Mikoto, the acknowledged Electric Princess, a Level 5 psychic girl..."

I slowly recounted her life story.

"Oh..." Mikoto just responded blankly, a look of understanding on her face.

"But in reality, your proud self's true name is actually 'Meat Toilet Mikoto,' a

meat toilet for my personal use, loving my semen and excrement, a toy for me to play with at will, and a pervert who loves being sexually tortured by me

in various ways ." I whispered the belief I truly wanted to instill.

"Huh?" Izumi, who had recovered in my arms, looked surprised.

"Oh, so I'm your meat toilet... What's a meat toilet?" Mikoto instinctively felt that the word was

extremely disgusting. She asked subconsciously.

"It's roughly similar to a sex slave, but with a lower status, generally used as

a tool ..." I patiently explained to my future slave.

"Ah, so that's how it is..." The once proud Tokiwadai princess sat dejectedly on the ground, completely accepting

my twisted indoctrination. "I'm so unwilling." Looking at the spirited girl sitting there barely clothed, her fair and slender

thighs completely exposed, I couldn't help but feel my penis, inserted into Izumi's honey hole, harden again.

"Come with me, Mikoto." I held Izumi in my arms, as affectionately as if I were holding a pet. Izumi

obediently straddled my waist, allowing my penis to penetrate deeply into her body. With each slow and fast

thrust, I enjoyed the tenderness of Izumi's newly opened hole and her suppressed sweet breaths.

Mikoto followed me absentmindedly, then suddenly looked up, surprised at what I handed her.

"What's this?" She pointed at the leather collar stained with blood and rust with surprise, a

hint her eyes.

"You should call me Master!" I pointed out sternly, "This is your proof of being a sex slave. Without a collar,

how can you be a good slave!" "But this is clearly a dog collar..." Mikoto retorted,

adding "Master." "A sex slave is something even lower than a dog, and you also serve as my

beautiful dog." I answered matter-of-factly.

"I see..." Mikoto reluctantly took the collar, looked at it, then opened the clasp and put it on

her fair neck, looking at me with slight discomfort.

"Let me see how your cunt is," I commanded, carefully placing the weakened Izumi

on the sofa beside me. I gently kissed her forehead and reluctantly

withdrew my penis from her newly deflowered cunt. With the withdrawal of my thick penis, her cunt made a "snap" sound, and a mixture of white and

bloody , staining Izumi's snow-white thighs.

"Is this how it is?" Mikoto hesitated for a moment, but finally reluctantly accepted my command. She reached out her right hand and gently

pulled open her white bathrobe, revealing her most private cunt. Her cute little face flushed red with subconscious shyness,

yet her tone remained natural.

I crouched down and carefully observed her. Mikoto's virgin cunt was extremely similar to Izumi's, also

a thin slit, but smaller and more delicate. Her vulva formed a natural arc, trembling slightly, complementing the sparse

brown .

Looking into her innocent eyes, like a female beast wearing a collar, her genitals exposed for my viewing pleasure, I

felt a surge of heat. To train this proud and handsome electric princess into a bitch driven only by desire, to make her

pregnant with my child, would be an extremely satisfying form of revenge.

Thinking this, I was too lazy for any more foreplay and directly touched her vulva with my fingers, ready

to play with it.

*Beep!* My hand had barely touched that virgin territory when I felt a numbness and was jolted away.

"What are you doing?! How dare you defy your master?" I feigned anger, preparing to run away.

"No… Master… I don't know. It's just that when I touched that area, I don't know what happened, it

started generating electricity…" Mikoto said inexplicably aggrieved, looking at my thick penis with fear.

Seeing her aggrieved expression, unwilling to lie, and noticing her fear, I couldn't help but ask, "Are you

afraid of my penis?" "No..." Mikoto put on a strong front, but then answered in a

low, "Just now you used this to stab Izumi until she was covered in blood..." I suddenly realized that

her beastly thrusting earlier had probably frightened this little beauty, and her proud subconscious probably didn't want me to deflower her

. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

"Hey, luckily I have this." I took the leather whip I found along with the collar from the table. This pure

leather insulator was perfect for disciplining this disobedient bitch!

*Crack!* I casually tested the force of the whip on the ground, getting a better understanding of its power. Looking at Mikoto's somewhat

timid appearance, I revealed an evil smile.

"Bitch Mikoto, get down on all fours." I commanded the beautiful girl to crawl in front of me like a dog.

I admired the girl's pert, snowy buttocks and smooth, jade-like back, and couldn't help but feel a savage desire,

adjusting her arousal level to seventy percent.

Mikoto couldn't help but groan softly, her fair skin glowing with a pinkish moisture, her clear eyes

slightly unfocused, as she gently rubbed her legs together to gain more pleasure.

*Smack!* A faint red mark appeared on her snow-white, tender back. She couldn't help but frown, letting out

a strange groan, a sound that seemed both pain and pleasure.

Watching the Electric Princess crawl on the ground like a tortured bitch, writhing her white, tender buttocks to receive my

whipping, I couldn't help but feel a genuine sense of excitement.

*Smack! Smack! Smack!* I continued to strike forcefully, clearly seeing Mikoto's arousal level

slowly steadily rising.

"She's actually getting pleasure from the whipping, even leaking fluid, huh? Truly a wanton bitch, a flesh toilet,"

I mocked wantonly.

"It hurts...it feels so strange..." Mikoto seemed oblivious, twisting her hips even harder, trying to avoid my

whipping. A faint blush gradually appeared on her body, but it was all in vain. Her snow-white back and

buttocks were slowly covered with light red whip marks. In the end, she even thrashed about as if she were having sex, welcoming

my whipping.

"It hurts...it feels so good...Master, whip Mikoto to death...I'm so slutty...I want to be

whipped I crave it so much..." Mikoto couldn't help but let out a series of soul-stirring moans. Her short brown

hair shook violently, her legs were tightly clamped together, she twisted her hips, raised her chin high, and closed her eyes as if enjoying a mixture of

intoxication and pain. Her whole body was enveloped in a faint, almost imperceptible blue light.

"What a slutty girl." I was surprised to find that as long as I didn't touch her tender hole, it wouldn't trigger

a violent electric shock. The seemingly intense electric light on the outside only brought a slight tingling sensation, which actually served to

enhance the pleasure. I couldn't help but think of a strange idea.

I suddenly felt my penis sink into a wet and warm cavity. "I want some too."

Quan, who had regained some strength, knelt down in front of me and took my penis into her mouth while I was thinking. She worked hard

on it, occasionally sliding her tongue to lick and suck it, bringing me a unique pleasure.

As I thrust violently into the lustful Electromagnetic Cannon Princess, I tugged at Izumi's blonde hair, pumping in and out

as if penetrating her honey pot

. Each thrust felt like the head of my penis was plunging deep into the girl's throat, making it hard for her to breathe. My scrotum occasionally bumped against her pretty face, giving me a smooth, tender sensation.

Mikoto whimpered and spread her legs, her honey pot and pert buttocks being whipped relentlessly by me, spurting out large amounts of clear

fluid .

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!" I finally couldn't suppress the pleasure in my heart any longer. Just before ejaculating,

I pulled my penis out of Izumi's mouth and gushed out hot semen. I ejaculated twice in a row,

staining Mikoto's snow-white back and buttocks with white, cloudy semen. Izumi's pretty face and blonde hair were all sticky. Only then did I lie down comfortably and weakly

on the sofa.

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