Tentacles, sensory deprivation, multiple penetration. Much ahegao. Mind break.
There is no hope. No end to this horrid place.
You flinch as slimy appendages coil around your waist, constrict about your thighs. Your arms remain bound, wrapped within the sticky flesh of your prison. Thick liquid drips down, enveloping your body. It splatters across the smooth expanse of your tummy gums up the soft crevices of your armpits, the backs of your knees.
The mere touch of this aphrodisiac sends shivers down your spine. A heat builds beneath your skin, a warm flush crawls all across your painfully sensitive body. The unbridled arousal is intoxicating. It makes you dizzy…
A haze of ecstatic tears fills your blinded eyes as a tentacle grazes right up against your pussy, gently teasing the cleft between your legs. Suckers latch onto your puffy, erect nipples and tug gently. You let out a whimper as you climax, thighs juddering, chest heaving. Liquid arousal sprays out, to be reabsorbed by your prison's fleshy lining.
You'd scream, if you had the strength. You don't anymore.
You'd struggle if you had the stamina. You don't anymore.
All you can do now is whimper… Ecstatically? No, this is a disgusting feeling, to have your body so… So utterly and thoroughly violated…
… Is it disgusting?
It's so hard to think now, in this pitch-black place…
The tentacle teasing your dripping pussy suddenly stabs right into your core. It stretches you wide, the fleshy girth utterly ruining your inner walls. You grit your teeth as a wave of roiling sensation tingles over you.
No hope. No end.
You're left sobbing as the tentacle thrusts into you. Your sobs only intensify as you feel another tendril prodding around the muscled ring between your buttocks, gently prying that hole open. A nippled appendage jabs at the chapped surface of your lips, and you greedily open your mouth to suckle down some liquid.
More aphrodisiac. You're practically pickling in the stuff. It soaks your skin, it's soaked through your holes. The liquid is your only form of sustenance… You can feel it burn as it makes its way down your greedy gullet.
And yet, none of this does anything to slake the burning thirst that's come across you. The thirst is possibly the second-worst part of your imprisonment, even beyond the constant stimulation…
"Stop struggling dearie~" A voice coos in your ears. "Just let go, and it'll all be over soon~"
You shiver as, unbidden images of your tormentor surface at the forefront of your mind.
It's the wicked devil that's imprisoned you, tortured you. A devilish woman, the very model of a sensual succubus. Her eyes glow with an ethereal pink. Her lips part invitingly… Oh, how you want to kiss them…
Wait. No. No! She's the one who… Who's torturing you right now?
You let out a muffled howl, spasming as the tentacles teasing your nipples pinch down just so, sending you over the edge. Your spine contorts, your toes curl as you cum again, and the constant stimulation sends you into rapid-fire throes of pleasure.
So… So hard to think…
"Is this all that bad?" The gentle, seductive voice coos. Such a wicked, sinful voice. It curls in your ears, worms its way through your thoughts until all you can focus on is the sweet sound of that voice… "Weren't you going through worse when you were with that pathetic gang? They didn't know how to treat a cute girl like you… But I do."
No…
Your mental image of that wicked devil leans in… And kisses you on the cheek! You jolt as the phantom sensation tingles across your face. Suddenly, your cheek burns as hot as the rest of your body.
Was… Was that real…?
Did that happen?!
"You're such a cutie too, poor dear. You've struggled so very hard," the phantom voice whispers in the tone of your dearest lover. Perhaps she is. Who else could've brought you this close to the edge? "You've done so very well, you're such a good girl… Wouldn't it be nice to rest? I can offer you that. I can offer you anything you want… All you have to do is let go. Isn't that a nice idea?"
Rest… You're so… Tired…
No. Hold out. You've got to… To… Can't let her…
Can't… Think… Why is it so hard to...
A shower of sparks fills your vision as that last tentacle jams into your ass, right as the first tentacle plunges into the depths of your sodden pussy. The sensation of having both your holes utterly filled is too much to bear. The sparks fade away into darkness, weariness overtakes you…
…
… A needle jams into your armpit. You inhale deeply as you're jolted wide awake again, hack and cough as some of the aphrodisiacs gets into your lungs. The scent of sandalwood, vanilla, rose and jasmine fills your nostrils. An intoxicating aroma that'd cause your head to swim even if you weren't being brought to the edge with all of this… This stimulation!
And now more aphrodisiac's entered your system. There's another burn as the potent substance starts coursing through your veins, injected by that needle. You sob, fat tears streaming down your cheeks.
You can't even sleep…
How long has it even been since you've slept…?
"Oh, I'm afraid it isn't that easy, my dear," your phantom voice purrs. The sound of tinkling laughter causes your body to quake and shiver. "I'm still waiting for your answer, by the way~!"
Answer?
What… What answer…?
Your thoughts are so hazy right now. Everything feels so… good. You moan as the fleshy enclosure constricting you start massaging you, working knots out of your back, squeezing the tension out of your limbs. You can almost feel the blood rushing back to your extremities as the thing imprisoning you alters the configuration of your limbs, and spreads your arms and legs wide…
Then you let out another whimper when the tentacles return to poke at your quivering sex. You're so on the edge right now…
"Are you about ready to give in?" The voice croons, in time with the tendrils gently massaging your hypersensitive body. "Don't you think it's about time you took a rest? It'd be so easy to, dear girl, all you have to do is let go…"
"Nnh," you murmur. Garble. You're well past the point where you can string a coherent sentence together. Everything's just so… Nice and floaty right now. The pleasurable tingling around your nipples, your clit, the sensitive ears that've sprouted atop your head…
… Ears? When did those get there…?
All your senses are set alight. Your touch is stimulated by these tentacles. Your sense of smell and taste is stimulated by the intoxicating scent of the aphrodisiac you're positively bathed in. Your hearing, by the insidious voice worming in your ears.
Your sight…
… By the sinfully seductive phantom form of your captor, constantly dancing in your mind's forefront.
Captor…?
Is she really your captor…?
Funny, when you look at her now… It's not hatred you're feeling…
"It's your choice to let go, you know," the voice murmurs. "You're only hurting yourself right now, you know. You don't have to prove anything to anyone. Not to yourself. Not to me. It's okay to let go and give in… You've been such a good girl… Don't you deserve a taste of paradise? It could be yours, you know…"
Is this…
… Is this really so… Bad…?
Why did you think this was bad in the first place? This all feels so good…
Ah, you see now. This place…
… It's really like a dream, isn't it?
It was so painful in the waking world. You'd been kidnapped. Stolen away to be sold to the Jade Tigers. Snuff Virtusims were all the rage; that would've been your inevitable fate. Killed off to satisfy some freak with a sick fetish…
You roll your hips, writhe as another involuntary climax overtakes you. Distracts you from your thoughts, sexed up as you are.
"Mmh," you gurgle out.
Is this… Really so bad…? There's no end here but… There's no pain either. No weariness, no threats, no beatings… It's so warm… Like being in the womb again… You giggle now, as the warm, fuzzy feelings filter through your brain.
"I can give you more of that if you give in," the voice returns, whispering in your ears. "I can give you anything you want if you let go. You'll never have to worry about anything ever again. I'll take care of you, make you strong. All you have to do is let go…"
… Is it…
… Would it really be that bad to let go and do what the voice wants…?
The minute you'd finished sluggishly thinking that thought, the tentacles go back to torment you. Tendrils coil back around your limbs, constricting them. Appendages tease and thrust, push inside your pussy, your ass, and your mouth. You let out a muffled howl as a shower of warm, sticky liquid covers you in a deluge, coating your skin.
Orgasm over takes you. You quake with ecstasy, hips bucking from the repeated climaxes.
All the while, that voice croons in your head. Your mind's image of your mistress curls her lips upwards in a smug, sexy smirk.
"Good girl," your mistress coos. You shiver as a phantom touch brushes against your soft hair, petting the waggling ears that've sprouted atop your head. "Good girl, good girl… Such a good girl…"
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You're Alice Takanashi.
And you jerk wide awake as the Virtusim recording finally shuts off. You shake, and seize atop your mattress, quivering from the aftershock of what had to have been over a thousand repeated orgasms. You feel a squish as the bedsheets you've practically soaked with your fluids stick to your buttocks, and your thighs. Your wings flutter in time with your eyelids.
You pant, chest heaving as you reach up to remove your Virtusim headset. Your hands shake. Your arms feel like jelly; it's all you can do to move.
Holy crap, that was intense. You're so glad you decided to record that Virtusim of your new minion getting converted now. So glad.
Ahn~
You let out a whorish moan, hips jerking lightly as another wave of heat roils through your loins, your belly.
It's almost too bad you ruined the bedsheets.
Although… You certainly didn't ruin the 'pillow' you were using~
Soft fingers graze against your temples, gently tugging your Virtusim headset off your face. You blink up now, squint your eyes as a shadow looms over your face. The back of your head tingles pleasantly, pressed up against softer, squishier thighs as it is.
Finally, the face of Lupe Shimada comes into view. Your new chief minion. And what a cutie she is~
That lovely, resistant girl you'd acquired has undoubtedly changed. Of course, you kept her eyes the same. Those bright blue eyes were too beautiful to alter. All the rest of her's filled out wonderfully though. Her skin positively glows. Her silver locks of hair are lush, silky and smooth. The cute wolf's ears you've grafted to the top of her head twitch cutely, appendages of fluff you can't wait to molest and pet.
And then there's the adorable smile she's staring down at you with as she gives you one of the better lap pillows you've had in a long while.
Ah~!
You've truly outdone yourself with this cutie-pie! Gosh, she's such a cutie you just want to squeeze her and never let her go~!
"Mistress, are you well?" Your new maid asks.
"I'm fabulous," you purr.
"I see. Did the recording of my conversion… Please you?" Lupe asks. You can hear a frantic thumping against the mattress. Definitely the anxious wagging of the tail that's been grafted to her cute, squeezable bottom.
"It absolutely did. Ooh, the way you resisted was the best!" You gush. "And the whole rush of emotions you were feeling towards the end, that hopelessness mixed with arousal? Mmh. Although…"
A wicked grin overtakes your face now. You spring up, grab Lupe's slender wrists. Your hips wiggle as you push her down onto the bed back-first. She lets out a surprised squeak as you tackle her, then a girlish moan as you lean in to plant a kiss on her neck.
"Although," you mumble as you nibble and suck on her porcelain skin, "Now I'm wondering if I can get you to feel all those wonderful emotions in the real world. Don't you think that might be nice, Lupe?"
"It… Hnn~!" Lupe moans out as you reach down to start groping her, your fingers grazing across her slender tummy, hands dipping to squeeze the rounded globes of her breasts underneath her bra. "I couldn't… Imagine anything more splendid mistress… Kyah~! Just… Please be… Gentle…?"
Ah…
She's a good girl~!
"Of course, of course. Lupe's a good girl," you coo, reaching up to pet your dog-girl maid's ears. Pat, pat. She lets out a contented sigh, shyly nuzzles her head up against your hand. "Good girl, good girl… Oh, don't worry, I'll definitely take care of you, you're such a good girl…"
Yes, you'll definitely have to lavish all sorts of attention on this cute, good girl~
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