episode_0087

Click, click.

Number 13 is taking pictures of Check and Coco with his smartphone camera, savoring the feeling of victory. The 7th Squad is notorious among villains, and he has managed to get his hands on two of the most watched individuals from that group. He can’t help but feel elated.

Moreover, in the case of Coco, of the two, he has a deep-seated grudge. After Number 13’s downfall, when the remaining Abyss members were rapidly disintegrating, Coco was the one who arrested Abyss members who continued recklessly acting for the organization without proper strategy or power… and extracted information from them through methods close to torture.

In other words, she is the enemy of his subordinates. He has no intention of forgiving her nicely.

Within Number 13’s sight, as Club provides him with oral service, Check and Coco are currently entangled in a 69 position, licking each other’s genitals.

Hero Check, with his cheap-dyed blonde, bunched-up hair, is on top, while Hero Coco, with her neatly cut gray hair, is below. Both of their panties are dangling around their ankles or thighs.

“Ugh… ugh… ah…”

“Hoo… slurps… augh…”

The two are pressing against each other as much as possible to get even a little more stimulation, comforting each other. When they rub their chests against each other’s bodies, their nipples are grazed, and a sweet pleasure dominates them.

Initially, the act, done to comply with Number 13’s demands, had a somewhat mechanical feel, but as time passed, a sticky lust became apparent.

The brainwashing drug makes the subject feel more open, and it also amplifies their sexual desire as a side effect.

It seems the two of them are also being affected. The lewd scent of the entangled pair reaches even a slightly distant location. Moreover, the doll-like expressionless faces now clearly display the color of lust.

Slurp, slurp, slurp…

Number 13 briefly turns his gaze away from Check and Coco, looking down at Club who is kneeling between his legs.

Club still has doll-like vacant eyes, but with an expression filled with lust that can’t even be compared to the two of them, she diligently sucks and licks Number 13’s penis. Occasionally, she spits out his penis and rubs his saliva-soaked penis with her hands, or massages his balls… she has become quite skilled compared to when she first learned.

“Club, can you tell me how you’re feeling right now?”

“…?”

Club, with Number 13’s penis in her mouth, looks up at him with questioning eyes. The way she spits out his penis and tilts her head slightly is strangely cute and lovable. Her first impression was just of an arrogant hero bitch…

“Well, you sold out your colleagues and seniors to the villain. Exposing your shameful holes in front of the villain, sticking together like that and being disgracefully taken advantage of…”

So, how do you feel? Number 13 asks again.

Club follows Number 13’s gaze and looks at the two people on the bed behind her. Respected seniors. Those seniors are naked, shamelessly licking each other’s genitals, comforting each other. To please the villain Number 13. Because they can no longer refuse the villain’s orders.

She was taken hostage, and she herself cooperated with Number 13, handing over her mentor and admired seniors… into the hands of the villain. That is the result.

Even while recognizing and understanding that fact, Club’s black eyes look at the scene indifferently before turning her head back to look up at Number 13.

“I don’t know… how I feel…”

“But I was ordered to become Number 13-nim’s subordinate… so now I’m a villain… so I’m a spy on the villain’s side…”

“So, what I did… I don’t think it was wrong.”

Club speaks calmly, but with conviction.

As she says that, she suddenly blushes and smiles sheepishly.

“And, the seniors would definitely… be happier this way, I think.”

“Because I want them to be as happy as I am ♡”

“If I think like that… maybe I’m happy…?”

There is no lie in her words or her expression. Club sincerely thinks that way.

Club, who has been thoroughly brainwashed and trained during the two weeks she was kidnapped, and with an unwavering wedge driven into her, has now become a slave subordinate of the villain Number 13, even in her heart.

Number 13 strokes Club’s head as if praising her, then presents his penis.

Club wraps her arms around Number 13’s penis as if it is very precious, and continues the act she was doing earlier.

“Chup… tsup…” The lewd sounds echoed from the mouth that held his penis.

* * *

After a long time like that, the bodies of the two were warmed up to just the right feeling.

“Haa… haa…”

“Hoo… hoo…”

Reddened faces. Seductive, disheveled breaths.

The smell of a female is wafting from the bodies sweating from being in a somewhat hot space, rubbing against each other and providing service, and the vaginas of the two are moist and wet, with lewd liquid flowing down their thighs.

Number 13 takes turns inserting his fingers into the vaginas of the two to check them.

He feels sufficient moisture and the presence of a hymen with his fingertips. Coco’s is somewhat distinct, while Check’s is quite worn out. Perhaps it is because she moves her body vigorously.

“Both of you, introduce yourselves. Check first.”

After confirming that the vaginas of the two are sufficiently wet, Number 13 asks.

Then, the two stand upright in front of Number 13 and answer.

“I am Number 13-nim’s real doll, Check.”

“I am Number 13-nim’s real doll, Coco.”

The two answer without hesitation, with eyes that have lost the light of thought.

Next, he asks the two sequentially about what a real doll is, what their duties and missions are, and so on.

The answers to that were as he taught them.

As real dolls, as Number 13-nim’s cunts, they must accept Number 13-nim’s penis and semen.

They feel the greatest joy when serving to handle Number 13-nim’s sexual desire.

This female body was born to serve males and has reached this point.

“Good. So that you don’t forget that mindset now, I’ll leave a mark that you can always remember is mine.”

Number 13 says that and puts his hands on the stomachs of the two and rubs them lightly. Perhaps because they were already warmed up by comforting each other, the bodies of the two trembled at the mere touch of his large hands on their skin.

Beyond their lower bellies, they feel a strange sensation as if something is crawling out from the uterus.

“From the place I’m touching now, your bodies will start to warm up. A very pleasant warmth will spread… and you’ll feel better and better. And you’ll feel more and more horny.”

Number 13 mutters calmly and strokes the stomachs of the two in circles. As he does, it definitely becomes as he says.

Their bodies warm up, a warm heat rises from around their lower bellies, they feel good, and they feel horny. The sexual desire that was ignited while comforting each other with Coco (Check) is now becoming clearer with the heat rising from his hands.

It feels good… it feels good….

“Do you understand, you two? Don’t forget the sensation you’re feeling now. Whenever you think of me, you will always be in the same state as now. The deeper you think of me, the more the sensation of now will come to you. My pleasure and the pleasure you are feeling now are connected…”

“Ah… ah… haa…”

“Hoo… uh…”

Every time Number 13 rubs their stomachs and whispers in their ears, the two continuously let out lewd moans.

Feeling a pleasant warmth unlike any other stimulation they have felt before, the two diligently engrave Number 13’s words.

The pleasure they are feeling now… the feeling of heat as well. They diligently engrave it in their brain cells so that they can become like this whenever they think of Number 13, as he said.

If you think of Number 13, it feels good.

The memory of Number 13 is engraved in them as ‘warm and pleasant’.

Just thinking of Number 13 makes their vaginas wet, their nipples rise, and lewd thoughts fill their minds, turning them into such bodies.

That was the brand that Number 13 gave the two, the mark he gave them.

Finally, Number 13 wrote a certain sentence on the stomachs of the two, respectively. The number 13.

He wrote the invisible number 13 on the lower bellies of the two. He was just moving his finger along the skin, drawing a trajectory, but to the eyes of the two, it seemed as if the number ’13’ was being clearly drawn as if with a thick pen.

This is a mark that the two will forever belong to Number 13, and a brand that announces that they are Number 13’s possessions.

Looking down at the branding, the two somehow felt a fiery heat rising in their bodies.

A sense of fulfillment that is difficult to put into words. A happy feeling. The more they realize that they belong to Number 13, the more those things welled up.

“Good. With this, the mark that you are mine is finished. Don’t forget what is drawn now. Whenever you see this stomach, always remember that there is an invisible number written on it.”

“It won’t be erased no matter what happens, and it will remain until the end of your two lives… a brand that will never disappear in your life.”

When Number 13 said that with a smirk, the two blankly nodded their heads.

The heat of arousal did not subside at all even in this situation, and new fluids dripped down from between the legs of the two, forming a thread…