The saint is a hypnotic sex toy.

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The Sverran Desert, nestled between the water city and the desert city, is a desolate wasteland devoid of both humans and animals.
Several well-armed carriages sped across the scorching yellow sand, escorted by countless knights on warhorses.
"Ugh, so boring, Allen, chat with me."
"..."
"Are you a wooden doll?"
I didn't open my eyes, silently listening to a girl's clear, chattering voice beside me.
"Allen, why are you so still? Are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to heal you with holy light?"
"No need, Your Holiness."
I finally couldn't help but speak. The person before me was a long-haired, vibrant young woman.
In the dim light outside the carriage window, this girl with large eyes and a large chest, her face bearing an expression of superiority, was looking at me with concern.
"Tch, I thought you were mute. You haven't said 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 bodyguard, sir. If I have too much contact with the Saintess, I'm afraid I'll get beheaded by the Templars outside." As a temporary worker for the Holy See, I naturally had to be polite, so I turned to the Saintess with a fawning smile. Of course, the real reason was that I was afraid of being attracted by the Saintess's beauty
and doing something that would give me away. What a hassle. I, the renowned swordsman Allen Fleischer, am wanted by the kingdom for some reason. To protect myself, I joined the Church of Light and can only be a miserable temporary worker. The bishop saw my abilities and made me the Saintess's personal bodyguard, and for months I've diligently protected her. Now, I'm even disliked by a group of Templars. On my first mission, they threatened me to stay away from the Saintess.
After all, the Saintess has been my bodyguard for several months.
Just then, the carriage in front of us braked suddenly, and we both stumbled and almost fell.
"What... what happened...!?"
I groaned in pain as I hit my head and stuck my head out to check the situation.
Ahead lay a dense mass of people, each with an unnatural, mechanical expression. The leader remained silent, though eerily black blood was streaming from his nose. He swung his large sword, and several times our number of men surged forward, seemingly about to tear our convoy apart in a matter of seconds.
"What's going on?" I asked the driver. He stammered that the people ahead had suddenly blocked the road, shouting something about handing over the Saintess and leaving us with intact corpses.
"Aaaaaaah! What do we do?!" I screamed dramatically, shrinking back into the carriage. Despair seemed to fill the room, while Saintess Fiana simply stared at me with wide, curious eyes.
"Aren't you supposed to be a powerful swordsman? Why are you so flustered? Come to think of it, you've been my servant for months and haven't shown any real strength."
"I can only handle a few people, there's a massive army outside!! And I'm a bodyguard, not a servant! Speaking of which, Holy Maiden, you must have some kind of divine power, please save us!" I clutched my head in anguish. There were so many people outside; even if I used my abilities to hold off a few, the rest would tear me to pieces in a few strikes.
"I should never have gone to this damned missionary work in the desert city, I'm doomed." Fiana also looked distressed.
"Ahhh, aren't you the Holy Maiden??" I jumped up excitedly, opened the window, and stepped on it with one foot. "I'm going now, I'll go down and hold them off, goodbye!"
"Useless man, I was just kidding." Fiana sighed. "You think our church dominates the faith of the continent? It's because we all have divine grace." After saying this, she stood up, walked out of the car, and slowly began to chant an incantation.
"What?" I was stunned. Only then did I see the temple knights outside, riding horses and bathed in golden light, charging into the midst of the invaders. The invaders, though inexplicably swinging their swords recklessly, couldn't harm the knights in the slightest, dying within a few rounds.
A gust of wind blew past, and a sweet-looking, long-haired girl continued chanting her incantation. Due to the surging 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 had no time to admire the saintess's beauty, because this strange magic made the paladins invincible, slaughtering their enemies without shedding a drop of blood. Due to the vast difference in combat power, the invaders 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 thought for a moment, then said with a dark face, "Actually, we wanted to capture them alive, but they all had lifeless eyes, 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 found that the blood on each body was black. I walked back to the carriage with a grave expression, "We're in trouble. It's Black Hypnosis. They've all been controlled."
"What?!" Everyone present exclaimed in surprise.
"You all know this, right? It directly damages the opponent's central nervous system to control them. This hypnosis is a 'devastating' attack. Even if someone hypnotized doesn't die, they'll suffer brain damage and become mentally impaired, their blood turning black due to physical exhaustion."
"They're heretics," Fiana exclaimed, 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. That thought flashed through my mind.
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The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is enormous; 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 "hellish" deserts.
The temperature had already plummeted below zero by midnight.
I stood trembling outside the saintess's tent, watching the paladins on guard and sighing, "I should have behaved better during the day."
"You were so unmanly today, you're punished to stand guard for me all night." Fiana left with those cold words and went into the tent.
"Sigh, zero casualties in today's battle, the Church is really something!" I shouted towards the tent.
"Your flattery won't work. As my servant, my master ordered you to guard the door, so you must be a watchdog." The saintess's angry voice from inside the tent was unyielding.
"Huh? I'm just a guard, how did I become a servant?"
"I said yes! So be it!"
"
Alright, I guess I'll have to rely on my fighting spirit to keep warm tonight." I was chuckling bitterly when a familiar aura from afar caught my attention.
It was 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 astonished voice still echoed in the distance. By the time she opened the tent, I was already
ten minutes away when 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 under the moonlight.
At the dragon's feet was a beautiful girl dressed in a dark red dress.
She squinted, her blood-red eyes emitting a chillingly sharp light.
"It's you?!" Cold sweat broke out all over my skin.
"Don't make such a scary 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 swayed gracefully 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 watch 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, Master, you also covet her?” Jasmine put on a pitiful look, making one unconsciously flutter, “Because—she has power, the power to destroy the world. But 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, a sweet smile spreading across her face. Her voice tinged with loneliness, she said, "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 felt fear or excitement. He simply gripped his sword tightly with trembling hands, his eyes wide as he stared at the bloody carnage before him.
In less than five minutes, everyone in the group except himself had been wiped out.
This group consisted of elite Temple Knights of the Holy See, possessing absolute faith and strength. But this dragon had a dark, metallic body, as hard as steel. Its massive wings and sharp claws were formidable deadly weapons; a single sweep was enough to inflict heavy casualties on the Temple Knights who had swaggered around during the day.
Everyone had given their lives to buy 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 a ferocious dragon swooped down on him from nearly ten meters above the ground…
“Ahhhhhh!”
A heart-wrenching scream of despair followed, and the camp fell into an endless, deathly silence.
Cold sweat poured from Fiana's forehead, her pretty face pale as she ran.
Born into nobility, chosen as a saintess of the Holy See 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. Fiana felt her strength and magic gradually fading as she ran alone in the darkness.
Suddenly, she sensed a powerful presence behind her. Turning around, drenched in sweat, she was almost stunned. A ferocious black dragon flew towards her at an unbelievable speed.
"Damn it, I'm so exhausted." She knelt on the ground, watching the shadow grow larger and larger in despair. "You deserter, 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 finally arrived with a roar, grabbing her and dodging the dragon's fatal blow. The black dragon crashed into a boulder and stood still, scrutinizing me.
"Allen?" She looked at me through teary eyes. "You're too slow!"
"I'm sorry." I looked at her 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 flashed with ferocity, and its massive body charged towards me.
I stood still, showing no intention of fleeing.
A strange light suddenly appeared in my eyes as I watched the black dragon approach like lightning.
The black dragon, about to reach me, suddenly 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 ferocious light 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.
I, who had been coldly observing from the sidelines, looked at the dragon's corpse and silently sighed, a little black blood also flowing from my nose.
“It’s been a long time since I used this,” I said slowly, wiping the black blood flowing from my nose. “My past recklessness has brought me a lot of trouble.”
“Explain yourself first, why you possess the heretical Black Hypnosis.” A dagger was pressed against my neck, and Saintess Fiana glared at me fiercely.
“Well, now that things have come to this, I have nothing to hide. I invented this technique.”
“Continue.” Her eyes flickered as she lightly pierced 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, so take responsibility and fix it. Catch that girl; I want to purify her.”
"You're going to burn her?!" I exclaimed.
"Idiot." She glared at me. "Isn't that girl crazy? I need to cleanse 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 first and then contact the church."
"Okay." She nodded.
Then, under the moonlight, we walked quickly towards the distant horizon
. After several hours of travel, we finally arrived at the desert city, and I led the Holy Maiden into a love hotel
. "Boss, give me a couple's room."
"Okay." The boss looked at us two travel-worn guests strangely and handed me a room key.
"Why, why did you come to a love hotel?!" Fiana's face turned pale with embarrassment, and she grabbed my neck, questioning me.
"Ouch, that hurts! Actually, this place is secluded and safe. Think about it, no one would know that a 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. After closing the door, I stared at Fiana.
"Phew—I've been so pent up these past few days, but those idiots from the Holy See have actually created a perfect opportunity for us." I revealed a gloomy expression, pressing closer to the saintess.
"What?" She took a few steps back in a panic.
"rbq."
"What?" She seemed to have been flipped, her eyes becoming dazed.
"rbq, rbq."
With each call, Fiana's eyes grew increasingly strange, as if she had lost her soul. But as the calls became more and more frequent... The saintess's stiff and bewildered face began to change. A slow smile crept onto her lips, her eyes gleaming with a greedy light, and finally, she let out a delighted, seductive laugh.
"Master~" she murmured, placing her hand to her mouth and licking her lips lasciviously before lunging at me.
"Hehe, these past few days have been exhausting, my sex toy." I clung to Fiana, kissing her passionately, while playfully squeezing her buttocks.
"Although Fiana seems cold during the day, it's just an act. I actually love Master the most! In the carriage, just smelling your scent makes Fiana wet down there!!" The saintess, who had been so arrogant during the day, was now filled with lust, pleading with me like a nymph, expressing her submission.
Indeed, I had already obtained the saintess through a slow, harmless form of dark hypnosis, creating a sex toy persona so I could have my way with her whenever I felt like it. I never expected that after enjoying her body for so long at the Vatican, the saintess would suddenly be ordered to go on a missionary journey to a distant place. I could only suppress my anger and follow her. Now that the knights are all dead, it's just the
saintess and me. I naturally used hypnosis to enjoy her body again. Some of our previous conversations were lies. Jasmine was indeed my sex slave; I only threw her away when I got tired of her. However, she secretly learned hypnosis and wanted to hypnotize me so that 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 just want to have my way with the saintess first.
I noticed the beautiful girl beside me suddenly blushing and unconsciously hugging me tightly. I smiled knowingly. Fiana will naturally go into heat when she enters sex toy mode, and she will be begging me to have sex with her in less than a minute.
"Master~~~" She squirmed urgently, and I knew she was aroused. So I lowered my head and kissed Fiana's lips, habitually sticking my tongue into her mouth and sucking on her fragrant tongue. She secreted sweet saliva, her body went limp, and she was completely at my mercy.
After I carried Fiana and placed her on the bed, I continued to passionately kiss her while unbuttoning her nun's robe. Her pink, full, and elastic breasts bounced out, and I continued to caress Fiana's alluring body. She trembled and gasped softly.
"Master~ my lower body is so wet, it's all messed up." She looked at me pleadingly, her panties already soaked.
"Hehe, Holy Maiden, you called me a servant yesterday." I tasted her nipples without any politeness, while reaching into Fiana's panties to touch her wet vulva, until she couldn't help but moan softly.
"Ah!! Mmm...no...I was wrong!! Fiana is...a servant!!" I fiercely sucked and bit her pink nipples, digging my fingers into her little cunt. Poor Fiana could only cling to me tightly, constantly twisting her body to meet my fingers, uttering intermittent pleas, her wanton side exposed.
I then took off my own clothes first, and then took off Fiana's soaking wet panties. She gratefully used her soft hands to stroke my hard penis.
"Master, you're so good! So big! Fiana can't wait any longer!" She twisted her body restlessly, her juices flowing freely, Fiana staring hungrily at the pink glans.
"Hmph, go in yourself, this is your punishment for your arrogance these past few days." I proudly rubbed my big cock against Fiana's cunt, she hummed softly, gently swaying her hips to cooperate, placing her legs on my shoulders, her cunt pressing against my penis.
"One, two!!" Just as she was struggling to insert my penis into her vagina, 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 well-trained vagina was surprisingly easy. The feeling of fullness from the vaginal walls and fluids, along with Fiana's writhing hips, drove me to thrust wildly.
"Ah, why is your vagina always so comfortable?" I inserted my penis all the way in, feeling Fiana's vagina not only warm and wet, but also tightly enveloping my penis, seemingly constantly wriggling and sucking it. I felt incredibly good without even thrusting.
“Because, ah, it’s because Fiana is too lewd and loves Master too much.” Fiana seemed to enjoy it even more, her pussy tightly gripping my penis, and constantly flowing out a lot of lustful fluid. “I haven’t been fucked by Master these past few days, I really miss it so much, ah—”
With my thrusting, Fiana’s beautiful pussy produced even more lustful fluid. With each insertion, Fiana’s pussy sucked me tightly, not wanting my penis to be pulled out. At this time, Fiana also tightly wrapped her slender legs around my waist, her buttocks lustfully welcoming the thrusting of my big penis, her eyes like silk as she let out lewd and charming low moans.
“Hehe, the Holy Maiden of the Church is so lewd, how about I call you the Holy Maiden of the Flesh Toilet?” I kissed and licked Fiana’s ear while asking her.
“Mmm… good… good… Fiana is a flesh toilet! Ah! I want more… to be fucked by Master every day… I want more! Mmm mmm!” The sensitive Fiana was teased by me and softly begged me to fuck her every day.
The pure and aloof saintess has long been trained into a sex slave by me, hasn't she? I excitedly thrust in and out, while Fiana screamed in unbearable pain.
"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 hard, thrusting violently like a beast.
"Ah! Ah! Mmm... so good... Ahhh! Ahhh! Fiana wants... Ahhh! She's 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 cock 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 reached my climax, pouring a large amount of semen into Fiana's uterus. Wave after wave of thick semen filled Fiana's cunt, making her collapse on the bed panting. I watched as thick vaginal fluid flowed continuously from 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 stretched out her hands to me, expecting me to rape her further.
“Hehe, we’ve had a long journey, let’s make love while we shower in the bathroom,” I suggested. Fiana, of course, didn’t refuse, her eyes shining as she embraced me and led me into the bathroom.
“Splash, splash, splash—”
In the bathroom filled with the sound of water, the sexy and alluring youthful body of the saintly 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 gushed over us, washing away the dust. Fiana knelt between my legs, her full breasts clamping around my penis, rubbing it back and forth. Smelling the scent of her master’s cock, 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 performs oral sex on a man and enjoys sucking his penis. If the Vatican found out, they'd probably expel you."
"No, it's okay. If that's the case, I'll just let my master fuck me every day and stop proselytizing." The itching in her vagina made Fiana involuntarily squeeze her legs together, twisting her sexy hips and sucking on my penis.
I couldn't help but press her head down and thrust my penis into Fiana's mouth again, pumping in and out. After a few thrusts, I ejaculated a thick stream of semen, which overflowed from my mouth and flowed onto Fiana's breasts. Before I could say anything, Fiana hungrily swallowed all my stinking semen and ate my penis clean, making my penis, which had just ejaculated twice, hard again.
"Hmph, eating so diligently, do you want my penis to fuck your vagina again?" I wiped the water from my face and asked her deliberately.
"Yes...please, Master...it's...it hurts so much!" Fiana pleaded softly, her head tilted back, as the showerhead sprayed her face.
"Hehe, then kneel down and show me your ass, and I'll consider fucking your pussy."
"Yes...yes...Fiana wants a cock...want a cock in her pussy...!!" The saintess, like a nymphomaniac, immediately turned her back to me and lay on the ground, sticking her ass up and presenting her pink, dripping pussy to me, swaying wantonly and begging for my cock.
Looking at the wanton saintess, I couldn't help but step forward and grab her ass, forcefully thrusting my thick cock into Fiana's wet, tight pussy.
"Ah! Mmm...mmm...so good...such a powerful cock! Mmm..." The cock she had been longing for finally entered her pussy, and Fiana couldn't help but moan.
"Ugh! So tight! Whew... How is it! Feeling good, right? Isn't it great to be fucked by Master's big cock?"
"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 was just a sex toy a second ago suddenly regained her senses and stared at me in panic.
"As you can see, I'm fucking you." I said, lying on top of Fiana, reaching forward to grab and knead her full breasts, fucking her hard. My thick cock kept going in and out of her tender hole, rubbing against her flesh walls, and the glans kept pounding against her clitoris.
"Ah! You—no—" Fiana, now back to normal, recalled the horrified memories of being raped by me. She struggled to unleash her magic, but to her despair, her body remained uncontrollably on the ground, her lower body writhing violently in response to me.
"What…what did you do to me…ah?!" She tried to feign a fierce accusation, but my thrusting easily melted her icy demeanor, making her vagina even more sensitive.
"Hehe, I just hypnotized you. From now on, you have to count every time I thrust."
"What did you say…ah…one…two…ah!…three…uh…" Fiana stared in disbelief as her mouth uncontrollably counted with each thrust, her eyes glazed over with pleasure.
I excitedly slapped Fiana's white buttocks twice, then grabbed her waist and thrust hard. Still hypnotized, Fiana could only obediently increase her writhing speed and count the number of times she was violated.
“Ah… fifty… ah… fifty-one… I won’t let you go… ah… fifty-three…” As the slapping sounds grew louder, Fiana moaned lasciviously.
“Haha, you slut, you only get pleasure with your mouth, your body is very honest.” I slapped her buttocks and mocked her, even so she couldn’t help but twist her buttocks to meet my lust, making the sounds of our intercourse constantly produce lewd water and flesh hitting flesh.
“No… ah… I’m not a slut… sixty-nine… ah… so good…” With repeated intercourse, Fiana’s sensitive and lustful body, developed, became increasingly unable to resist the demands of desire, making 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 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 looked shocked, and I immediately felt a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing out from her vagina, her pussy 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 in red marks.
"Yes...yes, being fucked by Master is just endless orgasms..." The moment she orgasmed, Fiana lost consciousness, and her sex toy persona took her place. Her flushed face still held the lewd expression of being fucked to orgasm, her tongue lolling out as her pink breasts swayed violently, twisting her hips to make her lewd little hole swallow my penis even deeper.
"Mmm...the sex toy persona is back, now even her pussy is lewd..." Fiana's gentle and lewd moans made me even more unable to resist her constantly sucking and gripping pussy, so 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 lewd hole with your favorite semen!" After I finished speaking, I deeply inserted my penis to the end, and then shot a thick stream of 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 her cunt being filled with thick semen.
"Hoo hoo! So good! The saintess is so good! Haha! If I get pregnant, Master will take responsibility. You'll be my wife! 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 orgasm, Fiana, her body flushed pink, excitedly clamped her fists around my penis, trying to close her vagina to prevent the semen from leaking out. However, semen mixed with her vaginal fluids continued to flow from the opening, immediately washed away by the showerhead
. After a passionate night, I held Fiana tightly and fell into a deep sleep. When the next day's sunlight illuminated my face, I opened my eyes to find Fiana sleeping like a baby beside me. I playfully stroked her face, but unexpectedly, she made a sound and opened her eyes. A blush suddenly rose on Fiana's pretty face.
I was startled, remembering that she was in a normal state, and froze.
"Ah!!!" The next second, she kicked me off the bed forcefully.
"You lowly servant..." Fiana's large, shapely breasts heaved with breathlessness, 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 you were too tired yesterday and wanted to sleep with me, didn't you forget?" I hurriedly explained, sweating profusely. After all, I was terrible at fighting; a single ball of light from the saintess could easily cripple me.
"Hmph, I'll let you off the hook for now since you saved me yesterday." Fiana snorted coldly, putting away her magic, her eyes becoming dazed. "But did I say I couldn't remember what happened yesterday?"
"You were just too tired," I seized the opportunity to smooth things over. "That's normal. You went through a life-or-death situation yesterday; it shouldn't happen again. I'll go out and buy some breakfast, then head to the church office. You stay here obediently." "
What? You're going to leave me here?" Fiana raised an eyebrow, hands on her hips, and questioned me.
“Holy Maiden, it’s not safe here,” I said with a bitter face. “We were chased by heretics yesterday, and they’ll definitely be searching the whole city today. You’re too conspicuous. I’ll go to the church here and find some help for protection.”
“Hmph, hurry up and come back.” Fiana, looking sullen, sat down on the bed and waved at me.
Desert City, xxx Street.
I walked out of a somewhat dilapidated church.
“No wonder the Holy Maiden came to preach. The people here don’t believe in religion, even the church is so run-down.” I wandered around inside for a few moments before leaving, not knowing why I didn’t go find help.
I clearly had the chance to be alone with the Holy Maiden, 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 remembered my past.
As a magician, I always couldn’t control my lust while living on the edge, so I taught myself mental magic, created the evil Black Hypnosis, killed many people, and obtained many women, of course, all of whom I discarded after using them.
Jasmine was my favorite female slave. I hypnotized her to make her fall in love with me, and even taught her Dark Hypnosis, hoping she would 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 frantically ran away, taking off my magician's robes 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, but also because Dark Hypnosis, if used aggressively in an acute manner, theoretically has too many side effects. The subject would die immediately afterward, and the caster'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 as if I had 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 walked.
The sun overhead was dazzling.
Finally, I found myself staggering towards the city gate, facing endless yellow sand. I continued walking, stumbling forward.
Why had I ended up in the desert? Wait, where's Fiana?!
Realizing something was wrong, I suddenly noticed my nose was damp. I touched it—it was wet with blood! I was having a nosebleed!
In that instant, something dawned on me: Black Hypnosis.
I had been hypnotized by Jasmine without even realizing it. A chill ran down my spine, and a cold fear crept up my back.
Memories replayed in my mind. I vaguely remembered seeing her for the first time in the corridors of the Vatican. We were talking in that long corridor. In the desert night, as we confronted each other, I was about to leave when she called me back. I vaguely remembered the sandstorm was fierce, and even the moonlight couldn't dispel the endless darkness. At the love hotel, last night, I was on the rooftop enjoying the breeze when Jasmine appeared out of the billowing curtains.
Jasmine, with her long hair flying wildly, always smiled and said something to me, but those words were silent in my memory.
Blood continued to gush from my nose, and I felt the world before me blurring and clearing intermittently.
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, perhaps never to wake up again.
(2)
...My eyes opened.
"Ugh,"
fatigue and heaviness seeped into my body, making me too lazy to move, even too lazy to breathe. I simply closed my eyes.
But the various uncomfortable sensations meant I was still alive, right? Since that was the case, I still had to do something. What had I lost...? Accompanied by this anxiety and resentment, 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...? Gulp...!?"
I struggled to get up, and the pain that burst from my brain and the feeling of being covered in mud made me cry out in pain.
"You're awake. You've been unconscious for three days." A girl appeared in front of me, with wet blue hair, a large nun's robe draped over her body, as if she had just taken a bath. Her pretty face was rosy like a ripe apple, and her whole body exuded a unique fragrance after a bath.
"Ah...who are you?!—Ouch, that hurts!" I jerked back up in shock, 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 influence of Black Hypnosis. A passerby found you lying in the sand, bleeding black blood, burned all over from 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, 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 with hostility.
"We were attacked." I covered 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 experiences along the way, and how we spent the night at the Love Hotel 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 dereliction of 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 igniting flames." 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 make amends." 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 grumbled, 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 sounds*
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 a crystal ball, a magical item that can capture images and play them."
"Huh? Is it intelligence?" 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 magical 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 dressed in 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 power 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, because of your help, the Saintess has become my sex toy.”
What? I was startled. Although 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~" Seeing Jasmine appear, Fiana suddenly moved, slowly walking towards Jasmine, 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 unconsciously sliding into Jasmine's own 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 to destroy the entire world. The location is—oh~" Before Jasmine could finish speaking, her vagina began to spasm under Fiana's tongue.
I stared dumbfounded at Fiana's satisfied expression and her vagina, which was unconsciously sucking on the inserted finger. I never expected the saintess's oral skills to be so powerful 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 are at the heretic branch 15 kilometers southeast of the desert. Welcome to come. If you are late, the saintess will unleash her power to destroy the world. Then we can all die together, Master~"
The scene abruptly ended, and Rumia and I fell into silence. Then she pointed her magic wand at me again. "What is your relationship with this person? Why does she call 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 call for reinforcements now, let's go straight there." Rumia coldly put away her staff.
"We're going to fight our way in? Impossible, right?"
"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.
"Nonsense, I'm a renowned swordsman." I slung my sword over my shoulder, raised my nose, and then my expression turned serious again.
This was the heretic branch. I didn't expect the entrance to be a cave, an unusual protrusion in the vast desert, which hadn't been discovered for so long.
"We're going." I stood and regulated my breathing.
"Yeah, the reinforcements I contacted will arrive soon, let's go rescue the saintess first." Rumia pondered for a moment and led the way inside.
"Wait for me, watch out for ambushes." I hurriedly followed.
But the more we ran, the more something felt off; it was too quiet.
We stopped in front of a door.
"...No mistake, the Saintess is behind the door. I sense an immense magical power," Rumia told me thoughtfully.
"Then 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 opened and air rushed in, we discovered a surprisingly large plaza inside. The candlelight flickered everywhere.
In the center of the candlelight was Fiana, dressed in ceremonial robes and holding 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.
Suddenly, Fiana, standing in the center of the magic circle, raised her hand towards her—
instantly, a sword wind carrying blazing flames slashed 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 her with dull, lifeless eyes and asked,
"You are... ...the 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, and then, combined with the magic sword in her hand, transforming her into a swordswoman. Now, the gentle, supportive Saintess has become a crimson battle maiden." I took a step forward.
"You are Allen, Master's target." Fiana's previously dark and gloomy eyes lit up. "Bring you to Sister Jasmine, and you'll receive a reward." At the end, her cold expression softened into a pleading, almost obsessive smile.
Wait, what's the reward? Where's Jasmine? This feels really bad. I silently grumbled.
"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.
In the nick of time, I grabbed her and leaped several feet away.
"That's dangerous, but I'll try first." I supported her and shouted at Fiana, "RBQ, RBQ!"
Fiana, looking dazed, looked confused, picked up her sword, and walked towards me with an imposing aura.
"What are you talking about? 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 Black Hypnosis. Close your eyes." I touched Rumia.
"What? You know that evil magic?" Rumia clenched her fists and glared at me fiercely.
"No time to explain!" I hurriedly chopped her neck with a chop, and she groaned and lost consciousness.
"Come with me to my sister's side quickly." Fiana's every step left a deep mark on the ground. My face was solemn. If this failed, I would have no choice but to surrender.
"You, though powerful, have been so trained you've forgotten who you are. I am your first master." I lowered my sword, slowly raising my right arm from below, my right palm suddenly opening towards Fiana. She stopped, her eyes flickering and gradually brightening.
Because the backlash from the Black 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, her steps slowing as she continued walking.
Damn it, as expected of the Saintess, she's so strong! Even with my constant hypnosis, the black blood hasn't flowed.
My vision blurred, and the black blood flowing from my nose intensified.
But the hypnosis worked. Fiana completely stopped, her face filled with disbelief.
"How is this possible? My sister said I was the strongest! Why... I can't move?"
"Idiot, what do you mean by 'strongest'? You're just my sex slave's sex slave." I scoffed, wiping away a nosebleed. "Now, swear allegiance to me."
"What?!" Fiana, who had previously exuded an invincible aura, could hardly believe that she had suddenly knelt down, then reached out and rubbed her clitoris and vagina, beginning to masturbate.
"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 by me like a puppet.
"Hahaha, it wasn't for nothing that I went to such lengths; 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, swearing allegiance to Jasmine without reservation.
"Huh? You've actually brainwashed me like this, you've really surpassed your teacher." I said with a hint of jealousy, "Not only did you convert the personality I implanted into someone loyal to you, but you also prepared such sexy clothes for you."
"What exactly do you want!" Fiana asked anxiously, her body out of control.
"Nothing much, I just finally managed to get you back, so enjoying your body and undoing the brainwashing shouldn'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 had been staying at, and booked an SM room from the owner. The owner was surprised to see the blonde beauty from yesterday now with 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.
"What do you want? I won't let you go." Now she's wearing the transparent lace lingerie I like, which perfectly accentuates her beautiful curves, yet is also incredibly revealing. Her half-naked, voluptuous body exudes a deadly sexual allure, like a succubus.
"Hey, 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 even muster the thought of resisting me. She was so angry that her teeth were grinding. "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 got was pitifully swaying her huge breasts and messing 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 shaped by me, soft and yielding.
"Pfft, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!"
She tried 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 obstruction, 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!" As I touched her plump buttocks, her eyes, which had been fiercely glaring at me, weakened, becoming hazy and blurry with the pleasure in her body.
"What's wrong, Fiana... You were ordered to capture me, yet you're getting aroused by someone else's touch when you have a master? Are you a masochist?"
"Ugh..."
Fiana pitifully shook her head, but even though she was theoretically invincible, she 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, and her eyes filled with tears, staring at me with pleading eyes.
"Hahahaha, playing with someone else's sex slave feels pretty good." I was in a playful mood and forcibly pulled her nipples several centimeters.
"Ugh! Ugh mmm mmm mmm!"
Fiana, with a gag in her mouth, tried desperately to scream, saliva dripping from the opening of the gag.
"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—ahhhhhh!"
Before she could finish her sentence, I started rotating her nipples. She screamed in pleasure, and her black panties became soaked and darkened.
"What's wrong? You sound pretty good."
"No, not at all...it feels good! Ugh, ahhhhh, no!" She stubbornly resisted me, but pitifully groaned as I continued to fondle her nipples.
"Gurgle! No! Ahhhhhh!"
"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, twisting her nipples left and right.
"No...no! I'm going to come ahhhhhh!!"
She groaned miserably, her juices slowly flowing down Fiana's thighs.
I lifted Fiana's chin; her face was flushed, her eyes hazy, already lost in pleasure.
"Hmph, enjoying it, isn't it? Jasmine is a sex slave I personally trained; how could she possibly be better than me?"
Fiana exhaled hot breath, her eyes darting around, glazed over.
"You…you mustn't insult Sister Jasmine…compared to Sister Jasmine, what you're doing is completely…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 attached to the bottom for stepping on, and the seat was designed to stimulate the woman's genitals. It had two holes; one hole had a dildo inserted vertically, and the other had a tube extending from it.
I unlocked Fiana's chains, and she immediately collapsed limply to the ground.
"You, ride on that rocking horse."
"What? You—ah! No!" Fiana tried to attack me fiercely, but was surprised to find her body moving towards the rocking horse against her will. She trembled and prepared to sit down on the dildo. Even though she was unwilling, her lustful body seemed to anticipate the sexual feast, and her lower body kept dripping with honey-like fluid.
"No, no, no, not this position!!" Fiana cried out in anguish, her body covered in fragrant sweat. But her body instinctively parted her panties and sat down, aligning her vulva with the dildo. Because 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 helped by holding the saint's feet, so that her feet were firmly fixed to the sides of the rocking horse.
"Oh right, there's the back too." I considerately aimed the catheter at Fiana's anus and inserted it. The saint'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 down on the rocking horse like a doll.
"Ugh! This is so strange, ahhhhhh!"
Pleasure and pain rushed over Fiana at the same time.
"Please, please... let me go, Allen. If this continues... I... won't be able to be my sister's sex slave anymore..."
Fiana's cheeks were flushed, and tears welled up in her eyes. Although she begged for mercy, her expression had completely turned into that of a female in heat.
"Hmph, I want you to be my sex toy, enjoy it."
Then Fiana felt a cool sensation in her anus, and water was continuously injected into her anus for an enema. The swelling in her rear was about to break her.
"No, no, you can't! I'm going crazy... I'm going crazy ahhhhhh!"
"Hehe, if you don't step on it, your anus will burst from the water, move!" The sight of the fiery red saintess struggling on the wooden horse made me incredibly hard. I was already planning how to enjoy her after I finished training her.
"You, you demon!" Fiana cursed me with a sob, but her body remained upright, supporting herself with her long, beautiful legs, constantly stepping on the heavy stirrups, even her huge breasts swaying. "
Wow, you're quite strong, then I'll help you burn off some energy." I looked at the saintess, who was sweating profusely as she stepped on the stirrups, and took out a pair of nipple rings.
"Ha...ha, what do you want to do...what...ah...uh...uh...uh..."
Fiana's wet eyes saw what I was holding.
"Nipple rings...?"
I opened the nipple rings and brought the pointed ends close to Fiana's nipples, and she immediately shook her head in fear.
"This...this won't do! It's so scary, so scary. It hurts so much...no!"
"Hmph, just offer your breasts." 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 rushed into Fiana's nipples. It was like her breasts were being continuously twisted and pulled.
"Ah, ahh...stop. Stop. Please, take them off ahhhhhh!"
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 become 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 placed it aside: "I'm going to record you and show it to Jasmine, to see how I play with her sex slave."
"How could this be? No, no! Jasmine can't see this!" Fiana blinked her teary eyes incessantly, but her remaining strength had to be used to pedal the stirrups, otherwise her anus would be filled with water. However, her vagina was being constantly thrust into, making her look like a complete slut in front of the camera.
"Hello Jasmine, your sex slave is now in my hands, you miscalculated, didn't you?" I smiled at the camera, "Saintess flesh toilet, I heard you're naturally lewd, are you willing to betray Jasmine and become my sex slave now?"
"How could I possibly betray Jasmine, you... don't even think about it..." Fiana wanted to refuse, but her vagina was being constantly thrust into, her lower body was being pressed against the heavy stirrups, and her nipples were being pulled by heavy nipple rings, leaving her with no strength in her body. 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 continuously. At this moment, I released the forced verbal manipulation.
"How was it? Did you like it?"
"Waaah, I like Master Allen," the dazed Fiana leaned back and forth in pleasure, panting heavily.
In fact, after being trained by Jasmine and me in turns, the saint's body had long been branded with the mark of debauchery, becoming a thoroughly lustful and depraved body. I just casually used SM to guide her, and she obediently lost herself.
"As expected of a lowly saintess, her lower body is so wet." I looked at the cleft between Fiana's full buttocks, where a large patch of her vaginal fluid had soaked through. The dildo inserted into her vagina was still partially visible, covered in her own fluids.
"Ah~ I'm a lowly saintess~ Master, look! Sister Jasmine, look! I'm so shameless—" Hot tears streamed down Fiana's face as she shamelessly called out to her two former masters.
"Do you remember how I used to fuck you?"
"I remember, I remember?"
"Quickly tell your sister Jasmine how to make love with 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 not. She even shouted out what position we used in bed and how long it lasted. Until her vagina was brought to orgasm for the nth time, and even her labia were turned outwards, she finally collapsed onto the rocking horse, unconscious.
I let out a long breath, marveling at how I had actually trained Fiana into my sex slave under hypnosis and absolute obedience to Jasmine. A sense of accomplishment welled up inside me. I'll give this crystal to Jasmine when I have the chance, as a return gift for last time. I'm sure her reaction will be quite interesting.
A wave of exhaustion washed over me, and I realized that I had been traveling and using Black Hypnosis all day, and my body was already exhausted.
I barely managed to release Fiana from the rocking horse, and I immediately carried her to the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
"Ahhhhhh!"
In the morning, I was woken up by a scream.
"What's wrong?" I rubbed my eyes, still sleepy, and looked at Fiana, who was standing in front of me with tears in her eyes.
"I remember, 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 I found that due to the excessive strain on my body, 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 nymphomaniac 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 intoxicated 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 in her throat. “Sob sob, I can’t live without being trained anymore. I don’t care about being a saintess or anything like that. 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 and said, “Hmph, you dared to be so arrogant before. Now, if you don’t eat my cock, I won’t fuck you.”
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. 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 and swallowing 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. Fianna, with her head down, 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.
"I, a holy maiden, am being treated so barbarically!"
Thinking this, Fiana experienced firsthand the thrill of becoming her master's possession, her heart filled with the superiority and pride of being the man's slave.
"Perverted holy maiden, 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 my penis forcefully thrust in and out of her throat, Fiana held back tears from the impact, 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 from deep into her stomach. Fiana's beautiful vagina also spasmed, overflowing with hot, lustful fluid—the holy maiden, forced to give oral sex, had also reached orgasm.
"Ahhh?!" "So blissful...?"
Fiana's mouth frantically sucked on my penis, feeling its throbbing in her throat. She squinted, tears streaming down her face.
"Hoo—so good." My penis gradually calmed down, and I slowly withdrew 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 impatiently turned her back to me, her face and breasts rubbing against the sheets, her buttocks raised high. Spreading her white buttocks revealed her soft, pink anus.
"Your chrysanthemum is so beautiful. Truly worthy of being a saint."
"Ah... thank you for the compliment, Master... woo woo,"
she moaned happily. My hand gently caressed her chrysanthemum; because of the enema she received yesterday, it was surprisingly clean. I couldn't resist raising my hard penis again and slowly pushing it into her anus. Her anal sphincter was indeed tight; the contractions brought me intense pleasure, almost to the point of explosion.
"Ah... ah... that's it, even more perverted violation of me?" Fiana, her back 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; it still tightly gripped my penis. The saintess's rectum was truly tight.
"You dare call your master a pervert? You really need a beating." I gave her white buttocks a loud slap, immediately tinging Fiana's snow-white bottom 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 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, shoving 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 as she collapsed to 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 with unsatisfied desire. 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...
"Feeling dazed, Fiana looked puzzled, picked up her sword, and walked towards me with an air of intimidation. "What are you talking about? Come with me obediently." The keyword didn't work? I smiled bitterly. Had her former personality been ruthlessly erased? But I couldn't give up. Being captured by Jasmine now would mean being imprisoned for life, and I didn't want that. "Hey, I'm going to use Black Hypnosis. Close your eyes." I touched Rumia. "What? You know that evil magic?" Rumia clenched her fists, glaring at me fiercely. "No time to explain!" I snapped, striking her neck with a chop. She groaned and lost consciousness. "Come with me to my sister's side quickly." Fiana's every step left a deep imprint on the ground. My face turned grave. If that failed, I would have no choice but to surrender. "You, though powerful, have been so trained that you've forgotten who you are. I am your first master." I lowered my sword, slowly raising my right arm from bottom to top, my right palm suddenly opening and aimed at Fiana. She stopped, her eyes flickering and gradually brightening. Because the backlash from the 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, still walking but her pace had slowed. Damn it, as expected of the Saintess, she's so strong. Even with my constant hypnosis, the black blood hasn't flowed. The image in my eyes began to blur, and the black blood flowing from my nose became more profuse. But the hypnosis still worked. Fiana completely stopped moving, an expression of disbelief on her face. "How is this possible? Sister said I was the strongest, why can't I move?" "Idiot, what do you mean by 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 been so invincible, could hardly believe she had suddenly knelt down, then reached out and began masturbating, kneading her clitoris and vagina. 'I...I am Master Allen's slave...I will do whatever Master commands...Ahhhhh!!!' 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, it wasn't for nothing that I went to such lengths; 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 me.' 'You're dreaming! I'm Jasmine's sex slave; I won't listen to you!' Fiana glared at me, swearing allegiance to Jasmine without reservation. 'Huh? I've actually brainwashed you like this; you've truly surpassed your teacher.'" "I said with a hint of jealousy, 'Not only did you transform the personality I implanted into someone loyal to me, but you also prepared such sexy clothes for me.'" "What exactly do you want?!" Fiana, whose body was out of control, asked anxiously. "Nothing much, I just finally managed to get you back, so enjoying your body and undoing the brainwashing shouldn'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 with 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. "What...what do you want? I won't let you go." "Now she's wearing the transparent lace lingerie I like, which perfectly accentuates her beautiful curves, yet is incredibly revealing. Her half-naked, voluptuous body exudes a deadly sexual allure, like a succubus." "Sigh, why does such a beautiful saintess get involved in all sorts of things? She should 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 fight me. She gritted her teeth in anger, "You, you coward, have the guts to 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 really should use a gag, right?" "Mmm, mmm—!" Fiana struggled angrily, rattling the chains, but all she managed was a pitiful sway of her enormous breasts, tossing her bright red hair into a mess. Although she was glaring at me angrily, this only made me more eager to see her break down next. "Eh? Your breasts are amazing." I grabbed Fiana's bouncing breasts. "Ughhhhh!" She immediately looked pained. Each breast was so large that a single hand couldn't hold it all, and I kneaded and squeezed them, making them soft and change shape. "Pfft, ughhhhh, awwhhhh!" 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. "Mmm! Mmmhhhh, ughhh!" "Eh? You mean, please ask Lord Allen to continue squeezing my lowly breasts?" Fiana's cheeks flushed red with anger, and she shook her head. "Hmm! ... Huff, huff! Ughhhhhhh!!!" Because there was no barrier, I pinched Fiana's nipples hard through her thin underwear. She shook in pain, and her bright red nipples actually became 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. "Hmm! Ughh ... “Ugh…” Fiana shook her head pitifully, but even though she was theoretically invincible, she 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, and her eyes filled with tears, staring at me with pleading eyes. “Hahahaha, playing with someone else’s sex slave feels pretty good.” I was in high spirits and forcibly pulled her nipples several centimeters. “Ugh! Ugh…” Fiana, with a gag in her mouth, tried desperately to scream, saliva dripping from the opening of the gag. “Tsk tsk, your little mouth is really nice, no wonder you licked Jasmine so well.” "I sighed, reaching around the back of her head to unlock the gag and remove it from her mouth. Fiana spat it out, 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—ahhhhhh!' Before she could finish her sentence, I started rotating her nipples. She screamed in pleasure, her black panties becoming soaked and darker. 'What's wrong? You sound pretty good.' 'No, not at all…comfortable! Ahhhhh, ahhhhh, no!'" She stubbornly resisted me, yet pitifully groaned as I continued to fondle her nipples. "Gurgle! No! Ahhh, stop! Ahhhhh!" "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 trained 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, twisting her nipples left and right. "No...no! I'm going to come! Ahhhhhh!!" She groaned pitifully, her juices slowly trickling down Fiana's thighs. I lifted Fiana's chin; her face was flushed, her eyes hazy, eyes already intoxicated with pleasure. "Heh heh, enjoying it, isn't it? Jasmine was a sex slave I personally trained, how could she be stronger than me?" "Fiana exhaled hot breath, her eyes glazed over. 'You...you mustn't insult Sister Jasmine...compared to Sister Jasmine, what you're doing is completely...unpleasant.' '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 attached to the bottom for stepping on, and the seat was designed to stimulate the woman's genitals. It had two holes, one with a dildo inserted, 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 rocking horse against her will. She trembled as she prepared to sit down on the dildo. Even though she was unwilling, her wanton body seemed to anticipate a sexual feast, and her lower body continuously dripped with nectar. "No, no, no, not this position!!" Fiana cried out in anguish, her legs spread wide, her whole body drenched in sweat. But her body instinctively parted her panties, aligning her vulva with the dildo and sitting down. Because her vulva was suddenly filled, the girl cried out in pain, but her body then involuntarily lifted her legs and placed them on the stirrups. I helped by holding the saint's feet, thus firmly fixing her feet to the sides of the rocking horse. "Oh right, there's the back too." I considerately aimed the catheter at Fiana's anus and inserted it. The saintly maiden's untouched rear was deflowered by the thick tube, the pain causing her to struggle incessantly, but to no avail. Her noble body was pressed firmly against the rocking horse like a doll. "Ugh! This is so strange...ahhhhhh!" Pleasure and pain simultaneously overwhelmed Fiana. "Please, please...let me go, Allen. If this continues...I...I won't be able to be my sister's sex slave anymore..." Fiana's cheeks flushed red, 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 rectum for an enema. The swelling in her rear was driving her to the brink of collapse. "No, no, you can't! I'm going crazy... I'm going crazy ahhhhhh!" "Hehe, if you don't step on it, your anus will burst from the water, move!" The sight of the fiery red saintess struggling on the wooden horse made me incredibly hard. I was already planning how to enjoy her after I finished training her. "You, you demon!" Fiana cursed me with a sob, but her body remained upright, supporting herself with her long, beautiful legs, constantly stepping on the heavy stirrups, even her huge breasts swaying. "Wow, you're quite strong, then I'll help you burn off some energy." I looked at the saintess, who was sweating profusely as she stepped on the stirrups, and took out a pair of nipple rings. "Ha...ha, what do you want to do...what...ah...uh...uh...uh..." Fiana's wet eyes saw what I was holding. "Nipple rings...?" I opened the nipple rings and brought the pointed ends close to Fiana's nipples, and she immediately shook her head in fear. "This...this won't do! It's so scary, so scary. It hurts so much...no!" "Hmph, just offer your breasts." 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 rushed into Fiana's nipples. It was like her breasts were being continuously twisted and pulled. "Ah, ahh...stop. Stop. Please, take them off ahhhhhh!" 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 become 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 placed it aside: "I'm going to record you and show it to Jasmine, to see how I play with her sex slave." "How could this be? No, no! Jasmine can't see this!" Fiana blinked her teary eyes incessantly, but her remaining strength had to be used to pedal the stirrups, otherwise her anus would be filled with water. However, her vagina was being constantly thrust into, making her look like a complete slut in front of the camera. "Hello Jasmine, your sex slave is now in my hands, you miscalculated, didn't you?" I smiled at the camera, "Saintess flesh toilet, I heard you're naturally lewd, are you willing to betray Jasmine and become my sex slave now?" "How could I possibly betray Jasmine, you... don't even think about it..." Fiana wanted to refuse, but her vagina was being constantly thrust into, her lower body was being pressed against the heavy stirrups, and her nipples were being pulled by heavy nipple rings, leaving her with no strength in her body. 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 continuously. At this moment, I released the forced verbal manipulation. "How was it? Did you like it?" "Waaah, I like Master Allen," the dazed Fiana leaned back and forth in pleasure, panting heavily. In fact, after being trained by Jasmine and me in turns, the saint's body had long been branded with the mark of debauchery, becoming a thoroughly lustful and depraved body. I just casually used SM 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 patch of vaginal fluid had soaked through. The dildo inserted into her vagina was still partially exposed, covered in her own fluids. “Ah~ I’m a lowly saintess~ Master, look! Sister Jasmine, look! I’m so shameless—” Hot tears streamed down Fiana’s face as she shamelessly called out to her two former masters. “Do you remember how I used to fuck you?” “Yes, yes?” “Tell your sister Jasmine how you made love to me.” Fiana had completely surrendered. No matter what I said or what I wanted to hear, she would say it to the camera, whether it was true or not. She even shouted out what position we used and how long it lasted. Until her vagina was brought to orgasm for the nth time, her labia turned outwards, she finally collapsed onto the rocking horse, unconscious. I let out a long sigh, marveling at how I had managed to turn Fiana into my sex slave while she was under hypnosis and completely subservient 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 she'll have quite an reaction. 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. I barely managed to free Fiana from the rocking horse, then immediately carried her to the bed and fell into a deep sleep. "Ahhhhhh!" In the 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, I remember everything—being played with and trained by you, and being hypnotized by Jasmine." She trembled and convulsed. What? Could it be that the personality Jasmine had implanted had collapsed and disappeared under my training yesterday? Faced with the real Saintess, I immediately sensed something was wrong. I was about to use Black Hypnosis, but found that my body was too overloaded to use it. "I'm sorry!" I was terrified. I was powerless to resist. 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 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 part her buttocks, revealing her most important part. Her labia were already wet. "Ah...ah...just thinking about how you've been playing with me like this without me even realizing it makes me so wet I can't stop..." She finally broke down, revealing the face of a nymphomaniac, her eyes intoxicated, staring at my genitals, her gaze hazy, her expression increasingly wanton. "Saint, Saintess?" I looked at the intoxicated Fiana in surprise. Had her true form also been turned into a nymphomaniac? “I… I don’t want to, Master! But, just thinking about being bullied by you makes me so wet, waah, please fuck me!” Fiana gurgled. “Waah, I can’t live without being trained anymore. I don’t care about being a saintess or anything like that. I want to be Master’s slave. I like being bullied.” I was overjoyed. I hadn’t expected that yesterday’s long SM session would turn Fiana into a masochist, even begging me to fuck her. I coughed and said, “Hmph, you dared to be so arrogant before. Now, if you don’t eat my cock, I won’t fuck you.” Hearing this, Fiana smiled with delight, her eyes narrowing. “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. Immediately, pre-ejaculate wet her lips. “Master… so hard…” Her fair palms moved down, gently stroking my scrotum. Fianna, tossing her hair, swallowed the penis whole, then pressed her head down. "Ah—" The entire penis was enveloped 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 warm, soft tongue was simply intoxicating, making me almost ejaculate without warning. "Fianna…ah. I want it—"Upon hearing this, Fiana's face lit up with delight. She eagerly opened her mouth, swallowing the entire penis, her mouth greedily sucking and her throat throbbing as she tried to squeeze out every last drop of semen. "Ah—you perverted, lowly saintess!" I cried out in pleasure, grabbing her head and pressing it down hard. Fiana, head bowed, continued to suck and lick, making muffled sounds: "Master, torture me even more!" I held her head and thrust violently back and forth. Fiana trembled with pleasure. —I, a saintess, was being 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. "Perverted saintess, you're actually enjoying being forced to give oral sex! Catch your master's semen." I seized the opportunity to further stimulate her, kneading her nipples. As the penis thrust forcefully in and out of her throat, Fiana held back tears brought on by the impact, 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, flowing deep into her stomach. Fiana's beautiful vagina even spasmed, overflowing with hot, lustful fluid—the saintess forced into oral sex had also reached orgasm. —Ahhh?! So blissful…? Her mouth desperately sucked on the penis, feeling its throbbing in her throat, Fiana squinted, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Hoo—so good." My penis gradually calmed down, slowly withdrawing from Fiana's mouth. "Cough! Cough cough… cough!" The remaining semen immediately made her cough it out. I mischievously twisted her clitoris: "What's wrong? Are you coughing because you're unhappy 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 let out a happy moan, and my hand naturally caressed her anus. Because of the enema she had yesterday, it was surprisingly clean. I couldn't help but raise my hard penis again and aim it at her anus, slowly squeezing it in. The anal sphincter was indeed tight, and the contractions made me feel incredibly good, almost to the point of bursting. "Ah...ah...that's it, even more perverted violation of me?" Fiana's eyes widened as her rear was filled. Just inserting the penis all the way in made me want to ejaculate, and even after shaking it from side to side, 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, and immediately Fiana's snow-white buttocks were tinged 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 back and forth. The tightness of her anus caused Fiana's buttocks to twist back and forth with each thrust, and her rectum secreted lubricating fluid, which made me thrust 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, drool 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 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 as she collapsed to 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 with unsatisfied desire. 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...This time, Fiana let out a long moan, her body convulsing violently as if electrocuted, her lifeless eyes wide as she collapsed to the ground. "Ugh—glug—" When I pulled out my penis, I was surprised to find that her tight anus had swallowed all the semen, not a drop leaking out, her pink anus still trembling with unsatisfied desire. Fiana, now without my penis, lay limp on the edge of the bed, occasionally letting out a twitch. At that moment, the door opened. "Guard, you actually left me there all night—ahhh what are you doing!!!" Rumia, her face full of anger, kicked open the door, about to unleash her fury, but was horrified by the sight of our lewd scene. "You—you—what are you doing?! I'll kill you!!!" Realizing that the saintess had been defiled by me, she glared angrily, her hand...This time, Fiana let out a long moan, her body convulsing violently as if electrocuted, her lifeless eyes wide as she collapsed to the ground. "Ugh—glug—" When I pulled out my penis, I was surprised to find that her tight anus had swallowed all the semen, not a drop leaking out, her pink anus still trembling with unsatisfied desire. Fiana, now without my penis, lay limp on the edge of the bed, occasionally letting out a twitch. At that moment, the door opened. "Guard, you actually left me there all night—ahhh what are you doing!!!" Rumia, her face full of anger, kicked open the door, about to unleash her fury, but was horrified by the sight of our lewd scene. "You—you—what are you doing?! I'll kill you!!!" Realizing that the saintess had been defiled by me, she glared angrily, her hand...
"Hmph, you—" I narrowed my eyes and held out my hand to her.
"What's wrong?!" She looked puzzled, forcibly stopping her spellcasting, her beautiful body arching in pain.
"Hahaha, sorry, you were hit when I released Forced Manipulation yesterday, so—you're my slave too, 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 untied her dress, then gently pulled it. Suddenly, her sexy, slender, beautiful body, hidden beneath her holy robes, was exposed to my eyes.
"Not bad, are all you Papacy members dairy cows?" I excitedly kneaded her breasts, and her blushing face began to reveal a hint of erotic excitement.
"Ah~ no, you, you can't make me do this in front of the Holy Maiden—"
"What? Anyway, the Holy Maiden is my sex toy, Fiana, go lick Rumia's anus."
"Wh-what, my noble Holy Maiden is actually going to lick a nun's anus." A look of shame and indignation flashed across Fiana's face, followed by the excitement of being humiliated, "But, but being treated like this, it's so nice." Then she knelt down and went behind Rumia, spreading her buttocks and actually began to lick her passionately.
"No—Holy Maiden—don't—" Although Rumia was still resisting verbally, she was already wet down there. The intense pleasure made the blue-haired nun's body go limp, collapsing on top of me, panting heavily.
"Oh, what a sensitive body. I've decided, you'll be my number two sex toy. There's even a rocking horse over there for you to enjoy."
"What did you say—ahhh—" 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 after orgasm.
"Waaah, Master, you've found another random woman!"
In the distance, on a tall building, a black-haired girl bit her lip in hatred, her blood-red eyes shining brightly in the darkness.
"Why, why are you so afraid of me, even though..." She sighed and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
"I won't let this go."

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