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— ting —
(Ah!! Ugghhhhhh!!♡!!!)
— ting —
(Ohhhh!! Ugghii!!♡ COMING COMING COMING COMING!!♡♡♡!!)
— ting —
(Ungh I NEED TO COME!! I can't take it!! I HATE THIS!! I DON'T WANT THIS!! AHHHHHHHH!!♡♡♡!!!)
With every ring of the bell, the need to orgasm doubled. Again and again.
— ting —
(LET ME COME LET ME COME LET ME COME LET ME COOOOME!!♡♡♡!!!!)
"… … … ~~, ——……… … …"
But against the ferocious arousal erupting from deep inside her body, her flesh responded not at all. Not so much as a twitch. Not a finger, not a blink. Completely limp — while only the burning heat inside simmered and boiled.
"Hmm — I think that's about enough? I lost count of how many times anyway. I'll stop the arousal magic there."
Twenty or more rings. The hypnotic arousal that shatters composure on the first ring, makes a person unable to stand on the second, renders them fully immobile on the third — layered beyond the threshold of madness. Sion was drowning in a lust so immense that even a full day of constant climaxing couldn't drain it.
"I could just let you go insane like this — but that alone would be a little boring, wouldn't it."
Slowly, pink magical power began to gather at the tip of the raised wand. "My pleasure arcana isn't that strong, honestly — but for breaking a Sion-chan who's desperate to come, it's more than enough."
A small sphere of magical power made quiet contact with Sion's body.
"~~, ~~ … … … …"
(AHHHHH AHHHH!!♡!! IT FEELS SO GOOD!!♡♡ COMING!! I'M COMING!! I'M COMING RIGHT NOW UGHHH!!♡♡♡!! OHHHH!!?!!!♡!!!)
Just the faintest touch — barely grazing her lower abdomen, the briefest brush of the sphere — and explosive pleasure detonated. "You really want to roll around and scream, don't you? You want to move even a little, let this feeling out somehow."
(COMING!! COMING!! COMING!!♡♡ COMING COMING COMING UGHHHHH!!♡♡♡♡!!!)
"Heh — praying that hard won't help you. As long as the climax-seal stays on, you absolutely cannot come. With sensitivity this high and endless edging, even my weak pleasure arcana is enough to throw you into a pleasure hell."
Each time it grazed Sion's body, the magical sphere shrank a little. It was not, by any measure, a weak spell. Until the sphere was entirely consumed, Sion was forced to experience the pleasure of a dozen denied orgasms — without being permitted a single one.
(AHHHH!! I NEED TO COME!! I NEED TO COME I NEED TO COME I NEED TO COME!!♡♡♡!! LET ME COME LET ME COME LET ME COOOOOOME!!♡♡♡!!)
"Oh, I can tell your head is going haywire. You can't think about anything else at all anymore, can you. Keep it up — let that need to come get more and more concentrated~"
The wand was raised again. This time, multiple spheres of magical power formed in the air, and they began to fall slowly onto Sion's body — like snow.
(WAAAAAH!!♡!! AHHH!!?! COMING COMING COMING!! IF I DON'T COME I'LL DIE!! I'LL DEFINITELY DIE!! IF I DON'T COME RIGHT NOW I'LL DIEEEE!!♡♡ COMING COMING COMING OHHHH!!♡!♡!!!)
The frenzied mind — and the body that stayed completely limp in direct contradiction to it. The vessel called Sion was sealed shut. Only internal pressure kept mounting. If she could at least make a sound — if she could move even a tiny bit — she might have been able to expel even a fraction of the need burning her mind. But none of it was permitted.
"Next, let me try increasing the magical density a bit. It's not really my strength, but I'll work hard for Sion-chan~"
Higher density this time. The color of the magical power shifted from pink to a dark, muddy purple. And then — a blade-shaped compressed pleasure-force, rather than a sphere, made contact with Sion's nipple.
(~~~~!!?!♡ NIPPLE BURNING!! I CAN'T COME!!♡!! WHY WON'T YOU LET ME COME!! COMING!! I'M COMING I'M COMING UGHHHHH!!♡♡♡♡!!!)
Slick. Slick. Like shaving skin away, the magic blade slashed repeatedly through her. With each pass, a flash of light. Each stroke driving her to the verge of orgasm all over again.
(UGGHHHH!!♡♡♡!! COMING!! DEFINITELY COMING!! UGGHHHH I'M SO DONE!! STOP STOP STOP!!)
The blade-tip pierced the clitoris — and held there. Dense magical power poured slowly into Sion's body, scorching her in pleasure beyond all reason.
(OHHHH!!♡♡?! THIS IS TOO MUCH!! TOO MUCH!! IT'S TOO LONG!! STOP STOP STOOOP!!♡!)
The blade sank in — deeper and deeper — cutting into the clitoris, driving through the erogenous nerves, dissolving into her body. The incorporeal magic caused no physical damage. In place of pain — it delivered pure, uninterrupted pleasure.
"When you're cut with this, there are no visible wounds — but the feeling good part just keeps going forever. The pleasure that's seeped inside won't disappear unless it's purified."
She stroked Sion's helpless body with the magical blade at the tip of her wand. Even enduring this much, Sion's body could not make the smallest twitch.
"I'll carve the nipples and clitoris especially thoroughly."
(STOP!!♡?!! COMING!! UGGIII!! UGGHHHHHHHHHH!!♡!! COMINGCOMINGCOMING!!♡♡♡!!!)
Countless magical traces carved into her body. Each one sustained an unbearable pleasure. Sweat erupted. Blood pressure fluctuated wildly. Her mind was going to pieces.
"Well then. What should I do next~"
When the magical blade was spent, she tilted her head in exaggerated deliberation. Magical power crystallized and scattered in the air, changing color and shape — morphing in front of Sion's eyes, purely to frighten her.
"Oh, I know. Next — I'll seal your vision. Sensory manipulation is actually more my specialty."
— ting —
The bell rang. Color drained from Sion's visual field. The world became black and white.
— ting —
"… ~~… … …!? … … …"
Then depth perception vanished. She couldn't focus on anything. Already unable to move — and now her most important sense, vision, was going numb. No matter how hard she tried to resist, the bell could not be refused.
— ting —
"I'll leave your hearing intact. If I wanted, I could take all five senses — but if you can't see, can't hear, and can't move a muscle on your own, that might be a little pitiful, even for me."
— ting —
Her vision slowly closed into black. Her optic nerves stopped working. A dark curtain fell.
"… … … ~~ … … ~~~~… … …"
(No!! NO!! I CAN'T SEE?! I'M SCARED!! WHY!! WHY IS THIS HAPPENING!! AHHHHHH!!!)
Even barely managing to function through inability to blink or move her eyes — now even that sight was stolen. Overwhelming terror crashed over her. And the brain functions that had been allocated to vision were flooded with the pleasure overwhelming her whole body.
"They say losing your sight makes you more sensitive. I wonder — are you too scared to even register it? I can tell you're in total chaos."
Truly no different from a flesh puppet. A precisely crafted female body. Still as a switched-off machine — but with nerves intact and only consciousness left behind inside.
"Don't worry. I'll take my time conditioning you~"
— ting —
"… … … ~~? … … ~~! … … …"
Everything before this — it had only been the preamble. The next ring of the bell made Sion understand that.
(What… … what's happening to me…!? Something is wrong… my body… the good feeling won't stop… …!!?)
"This time — I've stretched your subjective time to ten times normal. So now you can fully savour the pleasure of the arcana, and the agony of the edging, at leisure. Interesting, right?"
"… … … ~~?! … … ~~!! … …"
No end. The ecstasy of almost-orgasm, holding her body in constant tremor. The anguish of being suspended just before release, on and on without stop. No matter how much she endured. No matter how far past her limit she went. It didn't end.
(————————AHHHHH AHHHHHH AHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHH!!!?!!!!)
"It doesn't dilute just because it's stretched out. Your thinking accelerates wildly, but subjectively time just slows down. So it's ideal for reflection — but since you'll end up dazed and immobile, it's not much use in actual combat."
Every sensation consumed slowly — at one-tenth the normal rate. In the darkness. In total restraint. A long, agonizing time stretched on and on.
"For pleasure-torture, though, it's perfect."
(NO!! NOOOOOO!! STOP!! IT HURTS!! I CAN'T TAKE IT!!♡!!)
She tried desperately to move her body. But she couldn't so much as brace a muscle. The flame of pleasure continued to burn through Sion endlessly.
"Shall I start again? Or should I stretch your subjective time just a little more? Having a toy this beautiful to play with however I want — I can't make up my mind~"
"… … ~~! … … ~~!! … ~~~~!!"
This time, needle-shaped concentrations of magical power formed and drove into Sion's body. Nipples. Clitoris. Womb. Ovaries. Mammary glands. Anus. Bladder. The pleasure-magic embedded deep into her flesh spread inward, seeped in, and slowly dissolved.
(UGGHII!!♡?!! GOING CRAZY!! UGGHYAAAAAAH!!♡♡♡!!!!)
Mental collapse, again and again — forced revival each time. Dragged back to sanity, forced to re-experience the hell from the beginning.
"I'll stretch your subjective time a little more. Stacking hypnotic magic is actually dangerous — but for Sion-chan, it's fine."
— ting —
(OHHHHHHHHHH!!♡♡♡♡!!?!♡♡♡)
"How is it? Does it feel good? Would you like to come already? If you ask me nicely and sweetly, maybe I'll think about it~"
"~~! … … ~~!! ~~!! !!"
(It FEELS SO GOOD!!♡ Feels so good UGHHH!!♡♡!! IT'S TOO GOOD!! LET ME COME!! LET ME COME PLEASE!! MAKE ME ORGASM PLEASE!!♡!!)
"Ahahah♡ If only you could speak, maybe I'd let you come. Too bad. Orgasm is still banned~"
— ting —
"… … … ~~!!♡?!! … … …"
Subjective time was doubled again. Dozens of agonizing-death-and-revival loops — in real time, just a few minutes. Locked inside her own body like a prison, Sion's mind was scraped away, little by little.
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Next: Episode 18 — "Cruel Torment, Absolute Punishment"