episode_0086

Rahye received the call while attending a meeting at headquarters.

“Indeed… So Check and Coco…”

“Yes, I’m truly sorry for the delayed contact.”

“No, I told you to do so. You did well, Apple, as there might be watchful eyes anywhere.”

The caller was Apple. The content was about Club’s rescue operation.

After receiving No. 13’s call, Check and Coco immediately deployed, but they couldn’t contact Rahye, who was out due to a meeting schedule.

This was No. 13’s demand. Since Club was held hostage, they couldn’t refuse.

And now, having received a message from Check and Coco that ‘Club has been rescued,’ Apple immediately contacted Rahye to convey the truth… or so it was said.

Of course, the truth was somewhat different, but there was no way Rahye could know that from the current communication.

“Anyway, that’s a relief. You received Club safely?”

“Yes. It seems there was a small skirmish, but they said they would submit a detailed report upon their return.”

“Understood. We’ll discuss the rest after everyone returns. Please tell them on my behalf that they did an excellent job.”

Having ended the call, Rahye let out a sigh and put down her phone.

Anyway, she felt a weight lifted off her shoulders. How anxious she had been, worrying about her kidnapped subordinate.

Although she tried her best not to show it outwardly, she had been constantly worried, thinking that perhaps they had been kidnapped by a villain, tortured, injured, or even lost their lives.

Although Rahye might appear to her enemies as a cold and ruthless killer, known as the ‘Ice Witch,’ to her allies, she was an excellent individual, more responsible and deeply compassionate than anyone else.

In any case, it was a relief that they were safe. However, to ensure such an incident doesn’t happen again, she would have to personally guide them well this time.

‘No, but it’s their first day back after being kidnapped… Perhaps it would be better to comfort them gently today. Scolding can wait until they’ve calmed down…’

‘Should I buy some snacks on the way back? What does Club like?’

Thinking diligently about how to comfort Club, Rahye, whose personality was endlessly soft towards her allies, re-entered the meeting room she had briefly stepped out of.

However.

Even while thinking that, Rahye felt a strange unease. It was as if a tiny, almost imperceptible sliver had pricked her chest, so fine that she wouldn’t even notice it if she weren’t paying attention.

She couldn’t identify what it was. Or why she felt uneasy.

Ultimately, unable to identify its nature, Rahye dismissed it as mere imagination and decided to let the unease pass without giving it a name.

What fatal consequences that complacency would lead to was, at this point, unknown.

***

The activation and nullification of remote brainwashing keywords using Club’s ‘Empathy Magic’.

It was a highly experimental idea, unsure if it would truly work, so it was a relief that it was successfully applied.

Of course, contingency plans were also prepared, so it would have been fine even if an emergency occurred. No. 13 had made quite thorough preparations after receiving Dorothy’s advice.

‘I’ve done everything I could: ability tests for the Seventh Squad hero under real-life conditions, trial operation to use the brainwashed hero at full power, and experiments activating two types of suppression hypnosis applied in different ways.’

At this rate, Dorothy wouldn’t complain either. Not that he had done his best to prevent Dorothy’s complaints in the first place.

Having safely subdued Check, No. 13 also brought Coco out from the basement and moved her to a small room on the first floor.

It was a space prepared with simple tools, including a cot and a sofa.

Spade’s memories of this place were erased, and her memory was manipulated to recall successfully completing a patrol, then she was sent back to base.

Although there were some traces of struggle on her body, she was made to remember encountering a wild villain and engaging in battle, so she wouldn’t feel anything strange.

Club, who obediently followed No. 13, moved alongside him.

No. 13 had the two people who followed him step by step into the room undress, leaving only their panties on, and stand.

The half-naked bodies and feminine curves of the two heroes, different in build but both attractive, were revealed before No. 13’s eyes.

“Hmm. Check’s breasts are smaller than Coco’s. Well, it would be hard to move so agilely with that much flesh.”

“Besides that, Coco is generally a bit fleshier. Not excessively so, just a good feeling to touch… Check’s entire body is firm, like her vagina would be incredibly tight.”

“They’re both truly attractive. I don’t know why, but they’re inherently more sensual than the junior heroes. Is it because they’re seniors, I wonder?”

No. 13 muttered to himself, fully enjoying the spoils he had obtained.

He walked around Check and Coco, who stood side-by-side in front of him, lightly poking their bodies or kneading their breasts.

When he asked if they were virgins, both replied “Yes” in hollow voices. They were both women too attractive to remain virgins.

This act was not merely for his enjoyment, but also a procedure to confirm whether both of them had properly entered a hypnotic state.

And he concluded that both had fallen splendidly into a hypnotic state.

The two were brainwashed by Apple, who had them inhale large amounts of brainwashing drugs over the past few days, using massages as a pretext.

The brainwashing process, repeated for several days, seemed to have worked splendidly, as both appeared quite stable.

No. 13’s dick protruded from beneath his pants. Seeing the attractive and strong heroes completely helpless under his control, his desires surged in many ways.

If possible, he wanted to fuck them both and enjoy them enough to burn through the entire night, but holding them for too long might risk Rahye’s suspicion.

So for today, he would just enjoy a taste, drive in a simple wedge, and then send them away.

“Good… then, shall we begin?”

No. 13 soaked a handkerchief with the brainwashing drug and covered both their mouths and noses.

He made them inhale deeply, ensuring the drug thoroughly penetrated to the deepest parts.

Though they were already in a puppet-like state, the light in their eyes faded even further, becoming hazy.

No. 13 licked his lips lightly and, without delay, began implanting new suggestions into the two.

In their consciousness, blurred by the drug, the two occasionally murmured along with No. 13’s words, listening intently…

***

Slurp… Slurp…

Mmm… Smooch…

‘……’

‘……? Huh…?’

Check was faintly regaining consciousness in the darkness.

In her consciousness, slowly rising to the surface, she began to identify each thing: what she was doing, what sounds she was hearing, and what pleasant sensation was coursing through her body.

Filling her vision as her eyes opened was Coco’s beautiful face. She slowly realized that she and Coco were kissing.

She and Coco kissed, their fingers intertwined, eagerly entwining their tongues. Both were inexperienced, but a voice from beside them was guiding them on how to kiss. Following that guidance, they tried their best to kiss diligently.

“Haa… Haa… Check…”

“Co, Coco…? Ah… Smooch…”

Coco looked up at Check with a gaze filled with ecstasy, overlapping their lips and kissing her again.

Their tongues intertwined, and hot, sweet breaths came rushing over their overlapping lips. They exchanged saliva.

She felt Coco’s ample breasts pressing firmly against her own. Only then did she realize she was naked except for her panties.

With that sensation, her range of consciousness gradually expanded. She was able to systematically grasp who she was, who the person in front of her was, what she was doing, and what kind of space this was.

This was a cramped room. She and Coco were hugging and kissing on a creaking, cheap cot in a corner of that room.

At first, she thought, ‘Why am I with Coco?’ but quickly remembered that it was due to ‘orders.’

The one who gave the orders was the man sitting next to the bed. Villain No. 13.

“This is amazing. This is a new kind of delicacy.”

Villain No. 13 was snapping photos, pointing his smartphone camera toward them.

Upon closer inspection, he too was naked, and between his legs sat their junior hero, Club, whom they had come to rescue, also naked and kneeling.

Making wet, sucking noises, she was moving her head, doing something lewd. What on earth was she doing?

‘That’s right… I’m here… with Coco, to rescue Club….’

She remembered receiving Villain No. 13’s contact and coming here to meet him and retrieve Club. Then, she also remembered that it was a trap and that a fight had broken out.

She also recalled that Villain No. 13 was an enemy. Upon remembering that fact, a flame-like rage surged within Check.

However, separate from her rage, Check’s body continued to kiss Coco. Their intertwined fingers loosened, and they began to caress each other’s bodies.

Check began kneading Coco’s breasts, while Coco’s hands drifted to Check’s stomach and lower abdomen… and slowly, slowly moved further down, beginning to rub.

It was just touching and lightly caressing each other’s bodies, but Check felt an overwhelming pleasure from it.

It felt as if a flame of sensuality was burning deep inside her body, slowly consuming her.

Undoubtedly, she was getting wet there too. She could feel it clearly.

Check was enraged at Villain No. 13, who was visible beside them. That was a fact.

Because he was a despicable villain who kidnapped her junior, held her hostage, and even set a trap.

But despite that, she couldn’t surrender to her rage and attack him.

That’s because she was—that man’s real doll.

That’s right. She and Coco were Villain No. 13’s real dolls. Heroes, but real dolls of a villain.

They were his toys, tools that had to obey his commands, playthings to amuse him.

No. 13 had told the two real dolls to caress each other and warm up their bodies first. To get their pussies wet and ready so that his thing could be inserted as much as he wished.

That’s why the two had started kissing like this. To obey his command. Because they were real dolls, and therefore had to obey the commands of their master, No. 13.

There were no real dolls that harmed their master. They shouldn’t. So even if rage surged within her towards that man, she could do nothing. For the pleasure of the trash villain who kidnapped her junior, she had to devote her body to serve him.

Reconfirming her identity in this way, Check grasped Coco’s panties and slowly pulled them down. Coco likewise grasped Check’s underwear and pulled them off together.

Their panties hung on their thighs. Between those panties and their respective vulvas, a lewd fluid stretched like a thread, then snapped, breaking off….