Heron Moon Phantom 1-18

Author: Mizuki Rin

Word Count: 40,000 (1-18)

Character Introductions:

Original Vampire Princess Miyu – A descendant of the vampire clan, a watcher hunting down rogue gods and demons.

Lava – A Western god and demon sent to Japan to assassinate Miyu, but unexpectedly becomes her servant.

True Vampire Princess Miyu – A true blood relative Miyu could never have, with a strange personality.

Kawasaki Yuu – Miyu's lover.

Nii Caesarling (Second Generation) – A former admiral of the North Sea Fleet, Miyu's close friend.

Katakura Juro – Nii's bodyguard, a handsome man with delicate features.

Darksis – The sole survivor of the Seven Sages.

Romi Sia – The original 13th Apostle.

Resa Iri – The former High Priest of the Sixth Empire.

Yasuda Hagoromo – Miyu's female classmate.

Yuuki Fumie – Miyu's male classmate.

This book is dedicated to the bygone era, a century of glory and brilliance.

Mizuki Rin

0 – Prologue:

A temple adorned with blue flames exudes an aura that sends chills down your spine.

Three unidentified figures, dressed in black cloaks and resembling priests, stand nearby.

Within the dark brown crystal towering in the center of the altar, something seems to be inside?

A young girl?

Pure, delicate skin, a beautiful face, and long, floor-length red hair…

Even the enchantresses of Norse mythology, who lured sailors with their beauty and song, might not be half as captivating as her.

“How much longer?” The figure closest to the crystal breaks the silence first.

A woman's voice?

However, it's not the kind of invigorating feminine tone.

“After the next full moon,”

another figure in black replies, her tone quite gentle, presumably that of a tender young woman.

“I can't wait… Hehehe…”

That unsettling sound reappears.

1- Hunting

In the silent darkness, crimson flames flickered, along with the demonic mask of a Hannya.

No, it should be said that it was a girl wearing a Hannya mask...

Dressed in a white kimono with a slight Kabuki influence, and adorned with a red sash at her waist... She seemed strangely

familiar, as if she had been seen somewhere before.

"!"

A boy suddenly appeared behind her, standing there as if by magic.

"A new watcher?"

the boy asked.

"..."

The girl did not answer.

"Aren't you afraid of encountering bad people, girl like you?"

The boy gently brushed aside the girl's long hair with his fingers, deliberately

sliding his fingertips slowly down behind her ear.

The girl's skin was as white and smooth as porcelain, a delicate tribute to youth.

The tremor caused by the touch of his fingertips seemed to be chanting a lonely poem.

"Want more?"

the boy asked again in a frivolous tone.

"Ah..."

The girl's answer was a broken moan.

With tacit approval, the boy began to make unruly movements. His right hand, like a python, stealthily coiled around

the girl's slender waist, gradually reaching the entrance to the V-shaped valley.

The neckline of the kimono gradually widened, and her rounded shoulders slowly appeared before the boy. At this moment, his

fingers focused on the two erect breasts beneath the silk robe, two

sacred halls coveted by countless explorers.

"Ugh... Ah..."

In an instant, the greedy five-headed serpent bit into the left temple of the jade peak, ravaging

the pink tower top with alternating gentleness and brutality, the pearl at the tip only able to expand to a limited extent as a captive of passion.

"And here?"

The boy's tone was mischievous.

The special operations team on the left, having received instructions, eagerly stormed into

the location of the altar of the final holy war, the unfathomable dark canyon.

The slit in the hem of the kimono was slowly moved aside, and the plump yet beautiful jade pillars gradually revealed themselves before

the boy's eyes.

"Ah ah..."

The girl's trembling also reached its peak.

As the low moans echoed, the secret passage of the Lock of Life opened. The guardians, Silk and Jade

, lost their will to resist, slowly bowing to the demon of lust.

"!"

A sudden, ominous premonition flashed through the boy's mind, interrupting his swift, ferocious attack,

halting before the entrance to the peach-pink flower, overflowing with the nectar of youth, in the dark, enchanting canyon.

"Continue!"

The girl's tone carried a hint of melancholy.

"The prey has the right to enjoy itself one last time before death."

To the boy, these words sounded like a sonata from hell.

"I'm sorry, Mr. God and Demon."

The girl swiftly and gracefully broke free from the boy's embrace.

God and Demon?

Legendary unknown life forms existing between light and darkness...

Appearing in this silent night!

And who is that girl wearing the Hannya mask?

"Hmph!"

The fooled boy angrily lunged at the girl, wielding claws that gleamed with dark green light.

Just before the claws were about to tear apart that alluring jade-like skin, the girl's hand had already pressed tightly

against the boy's chest.

A slightly warm sensation seeped through the thin fabric into the boy's heart, a sudden

palpitation causing inappropriate feelings to surge through his mind in that fleeting, less than a thousandth

of a second.

Bliss and hell were separated by a mere hair's breadth. With an abnormally surging pressure within him,

the boy's limbs below the neck instantly twisted, split, and

flew off in fan-shaped patterns in different directions...

A bloody mist permeated the area around the writhing remains of his flesh and organs. The mask of the girl

slipped quietly from her face, passing before the boy's remaining head and her slender fingers.

"A final... farewell kiss."

The girl's cherry lips gently covered the boy's bloodless lips, her golden

pupils reflecting in his final gaze, as the bloody mist dissipated.

2-Morning

"Good morning!

"

The early morning sun still carried a hint of last night's chill. Pedestrians

came and went, some office workers heading to work nine-to-five, others students radiating youthful energy.

"Last night's TV show was really scary!"

... Girl A.

A group of high school girls were on their way to school.

"Really?"

... Girl B.

"You bookworm! You never watch TV, how would you know?"

... Girl A.

"..."

"Miyu, are you feeling unwell?"

Yumiya noticed Miyu, who had been silent with her head down.

"No...no."

Miyu answered somewhat reluctantly.

"Do you need to rest?"

Yumiya asked with concern.

"No, the school is nearby...I'll get there soon."

Miyu replied.

"Is that okay?"

Yumiya hesitated.

"Yes!"

Miyu nodded gently.

In the distance, someone quietly followed.

3-Warning:

This morning's class was an on-campus sketching session. Miyu stayed in the classroom, citing feeling unwell.

"Hello! My name is Kawasaki. I'm the new transfer student, nice to meet you."

A female student introduced herself in a very direct way, though it felt a little frivolous.

"Likewise,"

Miyu looked at her carefully.

Rou had clear eyes and shoulder-length, slightly long hair.

"You're really pretty, Blood Princess."

Rou suddenly blurted out something that shocked Miyu.

"!"

A dazzling golden light flashed in Miyu's pupils.

"Don't be like that! I'm not here to cause you any trouble."

Rou made a coquettish gesture.

"A god or demon looking for the Watcher? That's rare."

Miyu replied in the same tone.

"It's about you... little sister."

Rou lowered her voice and moved closer to Miyu.

"Heh... I've never heard that kind of laugh before..."

Miyu saw that Rou's eyes were quite serious and immediately stopped speaking.

"Do you know that most people are twins?"

Rou ignored Miyu's mockery.

"I've heard that."

Miyu remembered a report she had read before.

"When a person is in the fertilized egg stage, they split into two individuals. However, the vast majority are

absorbed by the other individual..."

Rou explained to Miyu in a calm tone.

"Continue."

Miyu began to have the desire to listen more.

"When you are still just a cell, the other one that will become your nourishment... your

clone , is taken away by Nii. Caesarling and moved into another woman's body."

"How interesting!"

Miyu responded with a half-mocking tone.

"The clansmen who were dealt with at the shrine last night were her handiwork." Rou added after Miyu's mockery

.

"..."

"If you want to know more, I'll wait for you in the auditorium on campus after class... Also,

your sister's name is - Yumi, remember that."

Rou turned and left the classroom.

4 - Directions

to the Sixth Empire's mobile fortress in the Arctic Circle - Quinby, Staff Room, 7:00 a.m.

"Your Excellency! You wanted to see me?"

"Juro..."

A girl with long, thin cat ears, resembling a little fairy,

murmured gently to Katakura Juro, who had just entered.

"What do you think is the purpose of our existence?"

"To restore the glory of the Empire."

"Oh, is that so?"

The catgirl turned to face Juro.

(Nii?)

A former commander of the North Sea Fleet, known as the Guardian of the Ocean, with a jewel-like mark in her right eye

.

"What if I betray this purpose?"

"Your Excellency..."

"I want... your answer."

Warm breath caressed Juro's cheek.

"Everything Juro has belongs to Your Excellency..."

Juro closed his eyes, unsure whether he was enjoying the tenderness so close to him or enduring the unreasonable

provocation .

"Prove it..."

Nii pressed her lips to Juro's forehead, across his closed eyelids. ... "Your Excellency...

"

As Juro opened his mouth, her cat tongue, covered in tiny, cone-shaped buds, seized the opportunity to slip inside.

Nii's tongue wasn't as rough as a typical cat's, so those she licked

didn't experience the pain of being rubbed with sandpaper; instead, they felt a unique, ticklish sensation.

"Mmm..."

Juro struggled in this forbidden pleasure.

"This is... a little reward for you..."

Nii's lips left the embarrassed Juro.

"You're going to Japan now."

"Yes... yes."

(Katakura Juro, known for his loyalty, had never been able to openly accept romantic

love.)

"Try to keep an eye on Miyu, but don't have any contact with her..."

"Why not use a spy satellite?"

Juro looked puzzled.

"Because of Yumi."

"Miyu's younger sister?"

"Yes."

Nii turned away again.

"I'll be going to Japan to meet you soon... I'll tell you the other

reasons ."

"Yes, ma'am!"

Juro respectfully withdrew.

"Juro!"

Nii suddenly called out to Katakura Juro.

"...If you don't want to go...you can refuse now..."

"Your Excellency..."

(Juro realizes the chances of survival on this mission are slim.)

"I've already given my answer."

Juro smiled and left the staff room.

"Juro..."

Nii watched his figure disappear behind the door.

(Sorry...)

5 - Shadow

pm 5:30

The empty campus was bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, and the classrooms seemed particularly deserted after the students left

.

Miyu walked slowly along a dark path toward the auditorium located in a secluded corner of the campus.

This Western-style auditorium had been there for quite some time since the school was first built. Due to

its age , its appearance was somewhat eerie, and over time, some

ghost stories about the campus arose, so ordinary students usually didn't come here.

"You've come!"

A voice suddenly rang out from behind.

"Who?"

Miyu quickly assumed a defensive stance.

"Yu?"

"Bin. Pi, you guessed right."

Yu replied.

"..."

Miyu still didn't let her guard down.

"Not bad, Blood Princess... I can tell you right here."

Rou playfully blinked her big, watery eyes.

"Before Yuu was 13, she was just like you, an ordinary girl, growing up in a

warm and loving environment... Hehe."

Rou suddenly chuckled.

"What... what's so funny!"

Yuu felt a sting.

"Yes, yes... After that, to prevent her from becoming a victim, her

mother took her and ran away on a special night..."

Rou glanced at Yuu out of the corner of her eye as she recounted the past.

"Although they escaped, they were separated from her mother... From here on, her

life became quite different from yours."

Hearing this, Yuu subconsciously clenched her hands,

suppressing . Because at almost the same time, Yuu's mother was killed by her own hands...

So when Rou recounted these facts, it was like directly stabbing Yuu in her old wounds.

"And then..."

Rou began to smile with a strange expression.

"You can go and ask her yourself."

"Ah!"

Miyu suddenly felt her joints being bitten by a cold, hard object, and then,

like a lamb awaiting sacrifice in a ritual, she had no room to move.

"You...you actually..."

Miyu was annoyed that she had actually... "Take your dirty hands off me!"

Miyu was so angry that she couldn't even speak clearly.

"I like delicate girls like this the most, if they didn't have a master...ah, Princess Yumi

."

Rou was hugged from behind by a girl.

"Darling, didn't I teach you to call me sister?"

Yumi breathed a gentle southern breeze into Rou's ear, and then the two of them became

intimate in front of the tightly bound Miyu.

"Yu...Yumi?"

Miyu was dumbfounded, not only

shocked by the feeling of seeing a woman who might be her twin sister, but also by the passionate performance of the two in front of her.

Miyu wasn't unfamiliar with the intimate gestures of friendship between women.

But what she was witnessing now resembled a steamy, stimulating display between lovers.

Several times, while wandering at night, Miyu had stumbled upon

young men and women in the throes of passion. At those times, she only felt her heart race, and a surge of shame made her

quicken her pace away.

Over twenty years ago, influenced by her surging bloodline, Miyu had transformed from a

naive young girl into the vampire princess she was today. Her emotional expression

had shifted from the exploratory path of spiritual and physical union to leaving a blood-sucking kiss on her lover's neck.

Although Lava was both Miyu's lover and servant, realistically,

Platonic love dominated, with almost

no wild lust.

"Hmm, she really looks like me,"

Miyu forced herself to consider whether Yuumi was her sister, giving Yuumi a slightly lewd look.

(Fuller than me...)

A few seconds later, Miyu's gaze lingered on Yumi's undulating breasts.

At the slightly open neckline, a deep, alluring valley appeared.

(I envy her so much...)

A sour feeling welled up in Miyu's heart, and a hint of jealousy inadvertently flashed in her eyes.

"Sister—!"

Yumi noticed Miyu's gaze fixed on her, so she paused her intimate behavior with Yuu and

walked towards Miyu's location.

"Nice to meet you."

With that, Yumi swiftly reached for Miyu's uniform collar.

*Swish!*

After a pleasant tearing sound, fragments of Miyu's uniform fell like snowflakes,

scattering across the still-blooming flowers at dusk, accompanied by the trembling of her jade-like skin.

"Ah!"

A youthful, white-jade-like statue of a girl was born into the world in an instant,

her shyness , allowing a gentle pink hue to quietly conquer the pure white realm.

"Stop...stop...pull!"

Miyu stopped mid-sentence, not wanting Lava to see her like

this .

*Slap!

* A light slap landed on Miyu's cheek,

leaving only five faint pink marks on her delicate skin.

"The main event isn't here yet, don't make such a fuss."

Before Miyu could reply, Yumi eagerly began licking Miyu's newly bruised cheek with her moist red tongue, as if

caressing a lover, gently licking it back and forth.

"Mmm..."

The warm, sticky sensation lingered on Miyu's cheek for a moment before beginning its journey against gravity

.

A series of crystal-clear trails formed multiple layers of teasing, both gentle and cruel, on Miyu's cheeks and neck

. "If only Lava were here... Hehe... Let your little sister serve you!"

Yumi surrounded the newly formed, undulating hills with gentle kisses,

the small, pearly garden atop the hills displaying a vibrant peach-pink luster.

The youthful fruit at the center of the garden, not to be outdone, rose towards the sky.

"Sister Yumi! Share some with me too!"

Yu impatiently clung to another hill, like a traveler long trapped in the desert suddenly entering

a heavenly realm, greedily drinking in the celestial spring.

"Ah... Ah..."

Waves of shame mixed with pleasure violently pounded against Miyu's delicate body, wave

after wave of burning desire relentlessly tormenting her broken consciousness.

"Ahhh!"

Unable to withstand the raging passion, Miyu finally succumbed to a chaotic and bewildering darkness, as if

trapped in a helpless prison, letting out faint, echoing moans.

"She's fainted."

Yu looked at Miyu with pity.

"You little naive girl... my lovely older sister, hee hee."

Yu gently cupped Miyu's slightly flushed cheeks, savoring the taste of her cherry lips.

"Hey! It's all wet there." Yu shifted her attention to the barren, crimson swamp, where the essence of a paradise

flowed , a sweet and sour blend of maidenly honey. The flesh-colored channel had smooth, delicate branches, and the slightly floating, closed gates faithfully protected their master from the flood of nectar after the storm. The sticky, smooth banks were devoid of any grass or stem plants, as if whispering the loneliness of long years, waiting for a gentle, brave explorer to delve deeper. "This is what my sister tastes like... Poor thing, you must have been lonely for a long time." Yumi carefully licked the endless stream of nectar, her deep stone pillar base reaching the flower buds, gently teasing them back and forth . She intertwined and entangled with the explorers who had previously arrived in this place, drinking in the ceaseless youthful dew. Yumi, sinking into the vast sea of desire for the first time, had lost the ability to distinguish right from wrong. In her hazy consciousness, the desire for adventurers to venture into the unexplored labyrinth of the maiden gradually took over. Wave after wave of desire crashed against Yumi's defenses of shame, until the whole world was submerged in the black vortex of lust. 6-Project: Blue flames flickered within the dimly lit ancient Roman temple, surrounded by chilling stone sculptures. The dark brown crystal in the center of the temple seemed alive, pulsating . "Can't wait?" (Darksis?) "Don't judge others by your own standards." A young girl? If you ignored the burn scar on her left cheek, she could indeed be considered a beauty. "Don't be so sarcastic, Miss Resa." "It's High Priestess Resa!" Resa deliberately corrected her form of address. "Yes!" Darksis responded in an ambiguous tone. "Is it Romi's fault?" Resa began to guess Darksis's intentions. "Impressive, as expected of a High Priestess." For some reason, Darksis's praise always made her feel uncomfortable. "Come on!" "Really." "Stop being polite, just state your purpose!" (Resa had probably already guessed her true intentions.) "Can you break the last seal as soon as possible?" Darksis said with a stern face. "No!" "?" "She's not frozen food, you can't just thaw her with hot water." "..." Darksis seemed dissatisfied with her teasing. "Hmph! Do we really have to wait until the next full moon?" "You're the one who has to wait, not me," Romi continued. "I'll try to buy some time." "And what about me?" Darksis retorted. "You stay here to hold off Yuumi... kill her if necessary." Romi said, turning and leaving. "See you in hell!" Darksis watched Romi leave. 7 - Discipline The high school campus at night shimmered with the silvery-white moonlight, and the cloudless night sky was adorned with a profusion of stars. The secluded flower garden surrounding the old-fashioned auditorium also accepted . The two protagonists in the auditorium were preparing to stage a play without an audience. The still unconscious Miyu's hands were carefully bound and suspended above the altar. Her delicate and lovely long legs could not be closed to conceal the girl's last bit of modesty because of the chains tightly fastened to her ankles. Moonlight, filtering through the glass, bathed Miyu's delicate, fragile body in its full glory , kissing her unadorned skin with abandon. "So beautiful." Miyu's slender fingers lightly touched the shallow valley between her breasts, slowly moving towards the valley . Along the way, she briefly experimented with the circular motion of the still fleshy vortex, going up and down, then down and up again . Only then did she reluctantly depart, strolling leisurely towards the Garden of Desire, searching for the unique rosebud. "The moon is still so enchanting..." "More than twenty years..." Miyu recalled an ancient and sorrowful past. "Father... Mother..." The scene she could never forget flashed through Miyu's mind. On her thirteenth birthday, her adoptive father held off the pursuers alone, while her mother carried her weeping, as they ran desperately. Finally, they escaped to the seaside. Just when Yumi thought she could finally catch her breath after this tragedy , her mother entrusted her to Nii and sent her away across the sea.

"The past is like the wind..."

Yumi continued, recalling the thing she least wanted to remember.

More than ten years ago, when Dark told her the real reason...

"Hmm... Ah..."

As Yumi's fingertips were playing with the warm rose petals, they inadvertently touched

and pressed against the sensitive pearl.

After a slight tremor, the sleeping beauty slowly woke up.

"You... Ah! I... How could I..."

Upon waking up, Yumi found herself being admired naked, and her cheeks instantly flushed red.

The naked female body exposed to the moonlight looked particularly alluring.

"I've already sent Yumi away... So, don't be shy, my dear sister."

Yumi said to Yumi in a coquettish tone.

"!"

Yumi suddenly noticed some strange objects behind Yumi.

A slender riding whip, a white candle, a rubber tube with a bead at the end, a triangular wooden object somewhat like a doghouse

roof, two pumps, and six bottles of clear liquid.

"Did you notice?"

"Could it be...?"

Miyu's face turned pale as she recalled hearing about the sex

toys used in sadomasochism.

"Hmm, tonight I'm going to thoroughly enjoy your body."

"No... no... ah!"

Yumi used her right hand to spread Miyu's tightly clenched, round buttocks, while her left hand pinched

about two inches from the tip of the rubber tube, pressing the round bead at the end of the tube against her anus, and then

twisting it left and right before inserting it.

"Ah... ah!"

Miyu cried out in agony, hoping that the strange, tingling stimulation would move away from

the base of .

"Don't cry, I added some lubricant so as not to hurt you."

Yumi looked innocent. Miyu

struggled violently, but only received the crisp sound of the silver shackles clattering.

"Ah! It hurts!"

The five-clawed beast from behind Miyu was tearing at her two

delicate , forcing them with cruel brute force towards the summit.

"Naughty child, you need to be punished."

"Ah!"

Miyu grabbed the little cherry at the top of the mound with all her might, twisted it hard for a moment, and then let go.

"Ugh..."

Miyu lowered her head, her eyes glistening with humiliated tears.

"?"

A strange feeling of a cold liquid seeping into her groin forced Miyu

to raise her head again.

"Spirit oil with added ingredients."

Miyu shrugged and answered.

"Ah!"

Miyu screamed as if her internal organs were being burned by flames.

"Too early! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, there are still five 500cc bottles left." A feeling that was both like being roasted by fire and like birds pecking at food began to spread throughout

Miyu's beautiful body. "Mmm..." Miyu gritted her teeth, resisting this lewd torment. Her frail body trembled helplessly, and sweet and sour nectar secretly seeped from her crimson rosebuds. "Looks like it's almost time." Yumi picked up the slender riding whip, tasted it with her tongue, and then forcefully lashed it down on Miyu's trembling, round buttocks. *Crack!* The crisp sound of the whip echoed in the empty hall. "Ah!" Miyu's wailing followed. "Poor sister, let your little sister comfort you." Yumi lovingly stroked the swollen, engorged whip marks, licking along the direction of the wounds. "Mmm..." Miyu's sense of shame had been overwhelmed by the aphrodisiac and the pain, gradually sinking into the dark vortex of lewdness . *Crack!* The next lash struck the soft, elastic mounds of flesh like lightning, leaving a long, burning hickey. "Ah..." Miyu's moans were laced with lewd tones. *Smack!* *Smack!* The intervals between Yumi's whippings were deliberately prolonged so that Miyu could clearly experience the peak of each pain, allowing her to fully enjoy Miyu's cries of agony. "Time for the second bottle." The first bottle of peppermint oil containing aphrodisiac was finished, marking the end of Yumi's first round of whipping discipline. Her slender, fair body trembled incessantly, the deep red welts like the work of a demon, ravaging the girl's skin under the guise of art. "Please let me... let me..." Miyu clenched her anus, enduring the searing pain. "No, a well-mannered girl must endure." Yumi took a connector and connected the remaining five bottles of liquid together. "Move! There's only one bottle left!" "No... no!" Crystal clear, viscous fluid dripped from Miyu's lips between her gasps . The already swollen cherry seemed to . Seeing this, Yumi brought over the remaining props. "Here comes the main event!" "Ahhh!" Yumi couldn't help but scream. The softest, most alluring valley of the female body was instantly embedded by a wooden triangular watershed, and the sticky, sweet and sour honey flow was forced to nourish the wooden master. "It hurts..." Yumi's cries echoed again in the hall late at night. "I'm thirsty." Yumi picked up two pipettes and placed them on a small cherry. Then she pulled the piston to its maximum and stopped it. "Ah!" Yumi continued to respond with a wail. Drip! Drip! "Ahhh!" Yumi lit the last prop—a candle—and dripped the scalding wax onto Yumi's whip-scarred shoulders, bare back, round buttocks, and slender beautiful...

On her legs.

As the liquid wax dripped down, most of Miyu's pitiful skin,

subjected to the agonizing torture of being slowly cut open,

was also seething with hot, molten fluid, like lava, flowing through her flesh, trying

to find an outlet.

"Looks like the cleaning agent is almost finished."

Yumi then pulled out the tube from her anus and replaced it with a

semi-melted ice waterproof valve with round ends and a concave center.

"No!"

Miyu felt an even more unbearable, agonizing stimulation coming from her lower body.

"I've already been very kind to you."

Yumi then moved the wooden triangle away from her private area and tied a beautifully carved

leather collar with a chain around Miyu's neck.

"Originally, the peppermint oil should have been poured into your cherry-like mouth...

So, thank me."

Yumi pinched the swollen, red nipple with her fingers.

"Yes...yes..."

Miyu answered weakly through sobs.

"It's time, let's go for a walk!"

Yumi tightened the chain on Miyu's pink collar to prevent her from suddenly collapsing to the ground.

Then she reached out and unfastened the clasp on the wall,

the point where the chain binding Miyu was secured.

"No...no!"

Miyu cried out, clutching her swollen belly, kneeling on the ground.

"Sigh, if you want to lie in the middle of that filthy lava about to erupt, that

's fine too...but I'm leaving you here."

Yumi pulled on the chain on the collar, glancing at Miyu with a malicious look.

"Then tomorrow morning, the whole school will admire your beautiful figure...okay?"

"No..."

Forced by the coercion, Miyu endured the churning, boiling pain in her internal organs, swaying

as she crawled along, cruelly guided by Yumi.

The silver chains jingled as they were dragged, occasionally brushing against

the tears dripping from the humiliated body. The short walk from the auditorium to the woods behind the campus felt like centuries of torture to

Miyu . The excruciating pain of having her unripe cherries forcibly squeezed dry, the cruel, invisible gears devouring her tender flesh, inch by inch, eroding her delicate, youthful body. "This is it!" Yumi fastened a silver chain to a high point on the tree trunk, fixing Miyu in an X-shape, half-kneeling position on the low flower bushes. "This...this is..." Miyu struggled to stand, but the excruciating pain within her body made her long, slender legs tremble and become powerless. "My dear sister, please bear with it! The Listening Rain Pavilion nearby isn't easy to find. " "You..." Tears streamed down Miyu's beautiful face, indistinguishable between humiliation and agony . "Let me help you...hehe." Yumi took off her right sandal, revealing her slender, delicate ankle, and chuckled maliciously, clasping her hands behind her back. "No!" Miyu pleaded through her sobs. "Do you want me to stomp on it? Or step on it?... Hmm, be gentle with your older sister, then I'll just gently stomp on it." Ignoring Miyu's pleas, Yumi placed her right ankle near the small, fleshy vortex in the center of Miyu's trembling body, teasing it . "Ahhh...ah!" Cries and wails accompanied the malicious stomping, simultaneously announcing the collapse of Miyu's last remaining resistance on her anus. The ice piston, almost melted by the heat of her body, rushed down the chrysanthemum-shaped sluice gate, carrying slightly murky, yellowish-brown liquid. "Like a river of spring water flowing eastward..." Yumi twisted her toes over the groaning body of Miyu, indulging in the pleasure of torturing a female lesbian . "Ah...ah!" A strong sense of shame mixed with an unprecedented feeling of relief surged within Miyu's delicate body . "You are my toy, so I will cleanse you thoroughly, inside and out ." Yumi stopped trampling on Miyu's body, instead cupping her face and wantonly sucking on her cherry-like lips, her strawberry-like tongue, and the girl's youthful, sticky juices. The wild demands of the red moss at the upstream source, the exploitation of the milk source in the midstream hills, the breaching of the floodgates downstream , and the lightning and fire that had previously ravaged the snow-white wilderness , all overwhelmed Miyu's consciousness, causing her to drift aimlessly with the chaotic currents of lust . "Mmm. Aphrodisiac. " "Mmm... Ah..." After a long, lingering, deep kiss, Miyu finally collapsed from exhaustion , a long, curved "You are mine..." Yumi removed the tube from the swollen cherry-like spot in the center of her mound, tasting the liquid inside, which couldn't yet be called milk. "A little astringent... but I like it... hehe." (Tobe Content 8 - Entertainment) The ancient night was filled with deadly dangers. Humans then wore animal skins, guarded towering piles of firewood, and hid in caves to avoid the deadly threats from the jungle. (That was probably the world of gods and demons too!) Yumi, with her graceful, swaying steps, wandered the dazzling streets of pleasure. (The contract said this was the place...) She stopped in front of a high-class nightclub with flashing neon lights. "Miss!" A dashing-looking man, who appeared to be a bodyguard, approached Yumi. "This isn't a place ordinary people can enter." "Yes, I know..."

Yumi lowered her head, rubbing her hands together as if shy.

(So cute.)

The man couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

Beneath the slightly open hem of her dark leather jacket, her shapely

legs , were visible. Neat bangs lightly covered her pink forehead, and her hair, slightly longer than her shoulders, exuded a delicate

fragrance. Beneath her long eyelashes were pools of golden, watery eyes, and her slightly reddish lips

were incredibly endearing.

"The contract says it's here..."

Yumi's voice was clear and melodious, and pitifully charming.

(Some rich, immature maniac probably sent her.)

The man looked at the little girl with pity.

"You should leave... Here, take this money."

He made a decision he now felt he shouldn't have made.

(Doing a good deed now and then is always good.)

"Thank you!"

The girl thanked the man with tears in her eyes.

"Go quickly!"

The man urged her with a wry smile.

"Please...please accept my...my gift."

The girl said stubbornly, like a child.

"Just...just for a little while."

"Really?"

"Yes!"

Yumi reached out and unfastened the three buttons on her leather jacket.

(So full...)

The man's gaze was drawn to the prominent breasts beneath the sheer, dark silk.

"I'll let you off the hook tonight." An

Italian-made .90 caliber automatic pistol, like magnetic poles attracting each other,

flew out from deep within the leather jacket and stuck to Yumi's hand.

Before he realized the impending doom, he was shot in the thigh.

"Ahhh!"

The man fell to the ground, howling in pain.

"The contract says I can do whatever I want with the people here!"

Yumi said, turning and firing two shots in quick succession.

"!!"

Blood splattered instantly from the necks of two thugs dressed as bodyguards not far away.

"Get out of here!"

Yumi stepped over the struggling man, her other free hand now holding

another 90mm pistol of the same model.

The faces of the men and women in the nightclub were a mixture of confusion and fear, especially after they saw

Yumi.

The seemingly innocent girl wore a hungry, lustful expression, her slender

fingers, wielding a raging torrent of fire, mercilessly seducing every moving object.

"Time to reload!"

In the brief pause of the gunfire, a volley of bullets struck behind Yumi. She rolled to the side

, a human shield pulled into the center of the hail of bullets, becoming a honeycomb.

In a mere fraction of a second, Yumi magically completed the reloading

, firing into the direction of the roaring gunpowder.

One after another, bodies torn apart by the deafening gunfire fell silently onto

the cold marble floor. The tragedy that unfolded in those few seconds

was like a slow-motion scene from a movie, leaving a lasting impression.

"Only you're left!"

The small theater, nearing its end, still had two main characters left to play.

"Spare...spare me...I'll give you anything you want..."

A slick-haired man, resembling a certain politician, knelt and begged the remaining life force that was barely clinging to life.

"Contract complete!"

Yuu removed the empty magazine, shut off the gun, and walked towards the back exit.

"To deal with humans, it's more convenient to use weapons invented by humans."

9 - Classmate

"Hmm..."

Yuu slowly awoke from her unconsciousness, her mind blank.

It was still that beautiful scene of a naked celestial maiden emerging from her bath, her fair and smooth body entwined

with pale red patterns like vines, lying horizontally in the sea of waves woven from silk.

"Ah!"

After Yuu realized that she was naked and receiving the baptism of moonlight, she subconsciously crossed her

slender and delicate hands to cover the most precious honeyed stream of her maidenhood.

"Mmm..."

Her shapely, delicate legs, while resisting the greedy gaze of the moonlight, unexpectedly pressed against the guardians protecting

the rosebud , gently forcing them to invade her forbidden zone

. The sharp, lewd pain awakened once more from the haunting memories of her past.

The tender stamens secreted warm, sticky nectar to dispel the intruders' hostility, enticing

them deeper into the swamp of nectar.

"Ah...no...ah..."

The sudden stimulation triggered fragments of previous sadistic memories, and Miyu's trembling was punctuated by

a faint cry of reason.

As the speed of the caresses quickened, the intense pleasure of orgasm drew ever closer, the surging

tide of nectar about to burst its banks.

"Sister..."

A soft, warbling voice followed Miyu's climax, instantly stopping the

flood .

"You..."

A wave of disappointment mixed with shame washed over Miyu.

"!"

Before her emotions could settle, Miyu stretched out her right hand, intending to ignite a flame to drive away the admirer.

Unexpectedly, the sticky nectar scooped up by her right hand slipped onto her

delicate palm, which seemed to be on the verge of flame, thanks to gravity. A few strands even formed a delicate

bridge between the nectar and the flower's stamen, like maltose. "

Sister... "

Rou gently took Miyu's slender, honey-covered fingers, which were frozen in front of her, and

licked them happily, like a little girl licking a delicious ice cream. "..." Miyu felt incredibly embarrassed and couldn't think of what to say or do next . "Delicious..." Rou kissed Miyu's tender hand, still wanting more. "...Rou..." Miyu blushed and called her name with difficulty. "Sister Miyu..." Rou took off her uniform and bent down to kiss Miyu's shapely, long legs. "Let me serve you properly..." "No...no!" Miyu pushed Rou away forcefully.

"Ah..."

Rou, tears welling in her eyes, knelt down before Miyu, who was curled up in a ball, clutching a silk blanket.

"I'm sorry..."

(I was already...and...been...by Yumi!)

Miyu finally remembered what had happened.

(I was...and...defiled...)

"Do you want to serve me?"

Miyu glared at Rou, who was kneeling before her like a little girl who had done something wrong.

"Yes, Miyu-neechan..." "

Crawl over here."

"Yes..."

Rou obediently crawled over.

"Lick my feet..."

Miyu, still angry at being fooled by Rou, demanded this humiliating act.

"Yes..."

Rou lowered her head shyly and carefully licked her feet.

"Get away!"

Miyu suddenly felt a surge of anger.

*Slap!*

A slap landed heavily on Rou's face.

"Ah!"

Rou immediately lost her balance and fell to the side.

"Waaah..."

Miyu looked at the sobbing Rou lying on the ground, and the vengeful pleasure that had just surfaced in her heart

slowly faded away.

(Looking at the sobbing Rou reminded her of the abuse she had suffered earlier.)

"Miyu-neechan... I'm really... really sorry..."

Rou cried and apologized to Miyu.

"Forgive me..."

(Should she forgive her?)

Miyu recalled that she hadn't participated in most of the previous cruel acts, and decided

to forgive her for the time being.

Besides, Rou hadn't continued to harm her.

"Don't cry, I... I forgive you..."

Miyu knelt down in front of Rou and hugged her to comfort her.

(I wonder if Yumi had also abused her?)

"Thank you..."

Rou stopped crying and buried her cheek in Miyu's bare chest, acting coquettishly.

A warm southern breeze caressed the still-green, wondrous hills,

causing two small cherries to swell and rise, teasing

"Sister..."

Rou enjoyed the two small, firm breasts, rubbing them against her face in a ticklish way.

"Mmm..."

A nimble, delicate tongue, like a mischievous sprite,

made a wet, adrift journey between the swaying mounds of flesh. Passing

through a narrow stream, they arrived at a wide, open plain. In the center of the plain,

a dried-up well, so alluring, ensnared the red-faced traveler like a trap.

"Ah..."

Miyu arched her slender waist passionately, seeking to penetrate the sticky, hot well even deeper.

The humiliation from the forced physical contact between Yumi and Rou had vanished in the warmth of

their interacting bodies, replaced by a slightly intoxicating, blissful pleasure.

"Rou!... Ah!..."

Her pink body writhed violently as Miyu wildly used her... "

Miyu-neechan... help me too..."

Rou shyly asked Miyu, who was in the throes of orgasm.

"Mmm."

Fueled by her own sexual desire, Miyu agreed without much thought.

The two tender and alluring female bodies quickly changed positions and intertwined once more.

(So beautiful...)

Miyu was admiring the sight of the equally alluring naked girl for the first time.

"Sister, hurry up..."

"Mmm..."

Rou urged Miyu while greedily sucking on the parted lips of the nectar rose

.

"Ah..."

Stimulated by the theft of her fragrant nectar, Miyu

awkwardly parted the petals of flesh covering the pearl with her novice, red tongue.

"Sister... sister... mmm... use... use more force..."

Rou moaned intermittently in response to Miyu's exploration.

The trembling, curled body of the young girl continuously secreted a sweet and sour nectar. The intense

sucking caused even more to flow, forcing the thief to extract even more nectar.

"Sister... let's do it together..."

"Ah!"

Before Miyu could answer, Rou pressed her soft, pink body against Miyu's naked body and

spun around.

The swirling motion filled the enticing flow of nectar into the gaps between their joined bodies. The two trembling,

burning hot roses, following the deep kiss overflowing with unripe nectar,

merged in the two different delicious, viscous nectars.

"Mmm..."

Miyu and Rou were lost in a long, passionate kiss.

"Ah..."

Then, Rou reluctantly pulled away from the warm, wet kiss, using the strength of her waist to press

the joined rosebuds until they were deformed.

"Sister... Miyu-neechan..."

"Rou... I... I'm melting..."

The two cried out incessantly to the wild, galloping rhythm.

The violent collision of the mountain peaks against the hills was like the condensation of millions of years of tectonic plate movement,

erupting in a fleeting instant. The small, adorable red and green breasts at the summit,

squeezed that they swelled instead of letting out a shrill cry.

The overflowing nectar, relentlessly suppressed between the fleshy roses, spread in every possible

direction.

"Sister...it's...so hot..."

"I...I can't take it anymore..."

"Ahhh..."

A fiery lightning strike ruthlessly scorched the strange

couple struggling in their climax.

Two rich, youthful fluids quietly spread between their peach-like thighs.

"Mmm..."

Rou collapsed limply onto Miyu's naked body, which was also soaked with sweat.

"Miyu-neechan..."

"Hmm?"

"Don't leave Rou, okay?"

"Okay..."

Miyu answered weakly, exhausted after her climax.

(She hadn't remembered Lava yet...)

"I love you so much...Miyu-neechan..."

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