"Cecile? Cecile. She didn't respond." Rebecca nudged Cecile, who lay motionless on the floor. Hiro had pulled all of his tentacles and opened the window, letting fresh air from outside come in. With this, the girls knew the play had ended. For now.
Cecile was still conscious; her eyes opened. But her blank stare seemed to tell another story. It was as if she were but a mere doll. When Hiro nudged her cheeks, she seductively licked his tentacle as if she had been trained for it since birth.
Even after twenty minutes, Cecile does not respond. Her body undulated whenever Hiro nudged her as if she existed for his pleasure.
Getting tired of her antics, Hiro whipped her butt. The pain jolted Cecile's mind.
"Hiek! W-w-what happened?" Cecile sat down. Her consciousness finally returned.
"That was odd just now. What happened? Did you fall unconscious? but you still reacted." Rebecca looked at her worriedly.
"Huh? I... I don't know. When Hiro touched me, I just blanked out for a second there."
"It was not a second. You were out of it for almost an hour now."
"Eh? Really?" Cecile blinked at Rebecca's words. Hiro then stood her up. Cecile was somehow still weak in the knees, but somehow, she was compelled not to sit.
"Let's eat. It's way past noon. That's enough playing for the day. We still have nighttime." Rebecca said.
"Master… let's play some more!" Nana hugged Hiro, but he slipped back to her bosom. Refusing to entertain her further.
The group then went to the cafeteria. Rebecca and the others ordered as usual, but Cecile sometimes dozed off. When she saw tentacles slithering from Rebecca's wing, she felt warm on her stomach. Just the mere sight of a tentacle was enough to send her on another trip of pleasure despite having climaxed multiple times.
Hiro did nothing perverted in the cafeteria. He simply smacked Rebecca's head for being arrogant and nudged her cheeks as if arguing with her. Hiro did the same to Cecile's cheeks, but she unconsciously licked his tentacle. This sent a shudder through Hiro's core.
He lashed out his tentacle at her head.
"Hiek! I am sorry! I am sorry!" Cecile straightened her back. Some unknown fear surged within her. Hiro then wrapped his tentacle around her neck, patting her head. She sighed, her body relaxed. She didn't know why, but she just did.
"Here. I brought some food!" Rebecca said while bringing several plates filled with side dishes, three bowls of soup and six loaves of bread.
How did she bring it? Hiro branched his tentacle, carrying all but two plates. When Rebecca arrived, she laid all the food on the table for Nana and Cecile to eat.
"Ouch! It's fine! You can bring them with no problems, right? I will rely on you in the future, okay, Hiro? We could always use extra hands!" Rebecca pouted when Hiro ground his tentacle at her head. She was supposed to be the smartest of the group, but when she looked flustered for ordering too many and had trouble carrying the plates, it made Hiro facepalm.
"Rebecca…"
"We don't need to be shy with Hiro! That's a fact! Hiro exists for us, and we exist for him! Ouch!" Hiro smacked the insolent girl again. The girls chuckled as they continued their idle talk.
Now that Cecile had forgotten the play, her face had brightened as she had become more responsive.
"Hey, did you hear? Mutual has arrived at the border town. I heard their symbiote user was a handful." A knight lounged at the restaurant, drinking apple cider while eating skewered meat. The others picked the bread and dipped it in soup, his complaints continued.
"Geez, we don't need them. We are fine here with Cecile and the others."
"Hiro was not a combat symbiote, though."
"Well, he did well enough. Moreover, we have guns we looted from those assholes. I would rather keep my distance from some spoiled symbiote user from Mutual. Do we need to kneel every time they pass through?"
"Yeah… our symbiote users are easier to work with. If only Hiro were as strong as Lord Seraphine…"
"Hahaha, we can rule the world then. We have five of them, right? Cecile, the maid, Lady Marissa, Lady Leafa, Nana, and Rebecca."
As the girls listened to the knight's rambling, the food on the tables were disappearing at an alarming rate. Their hands were not idle. In mere minutes, all plates were licked clean.
"Let's take a stroll!" Rebecca pumped her fist. Her wings fluttered. "I knew some parts of this city. The park beside the castle was particularly beautiful"
"I wanna play with master some more." Nana pouted.
"Well. I will join you, but not now. Maybe in the evening." Rebecca said. Unlike others, she does not have an insatiable lust. Once she comes, she will stop. The subsequent stimulation will hurt her. She would feel pain instead.
"What about you, Cecile?" Rebecca asked.
"Um… dunno." Cecile didn't know. She realized just now that Hiro understood her body better than she did. When Hiro touched her, it felt as if Cecile's soul joined with Hiro's soul. She knew what he wanted. She moved like what he wanted.
Of course. That's not true. Hiro himself was confused why Cecile behaved like that. He blamed one of the weird experiments he did on her during one of their plays.
Instead of holding this until later, Hiro decided to test it now. He knocked on Cecile's womb, tickling the fold inside her honey pot.
"Ahn!!!" Cecile moaned. The sensation raised her pleasure gauge. However, Cecile didn't fall into trace like earlier. Hiro tilted his nonexistent head at the behavior.
"I guess Hiro still wanted to play with you. How nice being his favourite girl…" Rebecca sighed. She waved at her, "Alright. I am going to enjoy my walk alone. I will rejoin you in the evening. Unlike you, I can't get the mood going once I climax. No use lying to Hiro, so bye-bye."
"Hiro…" Cecile pouted. Unlike Nana, she still had some shame. She didn't want others to see her as promiscuous. Hiro then slithered onto her nape and ears.
"Alright. alright. I am heading back to my room now." Cecile stood up and walked back to her room. Nana had already gone ahead a while ago because she prioritized her time with Hiro above all else. Nana saw pleasure as her reason for living. When Cecile entered, the room that had just been aired was filled with a new, lustful scent.
Hiro sat her in the room's corner. After making a couch with his tentacle, he stripped her bare.
"Please go easy, all right." Cecile's lust climbed as Hiro began touching her nape. Goosebumps spread around her as she got turned on. Her switch had been flipped.
Hiro began his experiment. He caressed her body from head to toe, slithering his tentacle. Cecile moaned as expected. Hiro had trained her to be such.
"Hahn…❤ Ahn…❤ Hiro…" Cecile closed her eyes as she indulged herself in Hiro's massage.
"AH! Hiro! That feels good." Cecile moaned.
Cecile's pleasure climbed. Hiro then began to piston his tentacle inside her. The bumps and tiny flagella caressed her inner folds. Tiny hooks rubbed inside, savoring her inner flesh.
The pleasure rushed to her head at once. The pleasure soon reached the peak.
"Cumming… cumming.." Cecile arched her back as pleasure rushed through her. Hiro didn't hold her back. She soon climaxed.
Hiro then changed her position. Her body understood that this is not the end. Hiro knew she could still cum, so she will.
Hiro knew her body better than she did. The pleasure he gave her was better than anything she had ever imagined. Even before she could think, her body already obeyed him.
Her consciousness flickered. Her eyes were blank. Her body moved as she let pleasure dictate its movements. Her heart submitted fully to Hiro.
Through sense sharing, Hiro sensed her body heating again even though she had just climaxed, and he had done nothing further after. He wanted to let her rest, but Cecile's eyes had blanked out.
Hiro tied her body when he sensed her moving. Despite her body staying still, her pleasure still rose. In Cecile's mind, Hiro was pounding her, slithering on her body.
It would be nice if she could cum, but Hiro was not that kind. Hiro often held her climax until breaking point. That's why when she was in a trance, her pleasure kept rising, but she didn't cum. She needed an external signal to let her pent-up tension go.
Sense sharing skill shared senses, not mind. Hiro did not know what's on Cecile's mind that caused her pleasure gauge to climb like this.
"Ahn…❤Hah…❤ Hah…" Cecile ground her hips when Hiro slid his tentacle in.
Her body didn't resist. Her body was already accustomed to his tentacles. The pleasure climbed again. Hiro thrust more aggressively, letting her climax.
"Cumming…" Cecile trembled. Her insides quivered as a familiar pleasure coursed through her. Her body plopped onto the bed flesh.
It's not over yet. Cecile's body hadn't broken yet. She was still conscious, so she must continue. Despite the exhaustion, Cecile ground her hip into Hiro's flesh. Hiro had pulled his tentacle, but Cecile's mind recalled the pleasure that had been given to her in one of her training sessions.
Her lust soon rose again. Her body was at its limit, but she was compelled to. Cecile didn't want to do it, but her body had to do it. Hiro had taught her body and had disciplined her. Her submissive instinct relished the joy of being at Hiro's beck and call.
Hiro bound her again. Cecile was not like Nana. Nana loved to cum, but her climax was not as deep as Cecile's. Nana's consciousness didn't flicker when she came; she merely convulsed. After that, she would recover and was raring to go again.
Cecile's climax was deep. Her mind would be painted white, and she would lose her consciousness. Her body would tremble, and she would spout a tide from her honeypot. This kind of climax was often reserved once per session. But since her first time was with Hiro, this kind of climax was the only thing she knew.
She thought it was excessive, but every time she played with Hiro, her body was taught repeatedly that Hiro could give her an ever greater climax. That's why she often pushed her body until she was unconscious every time she played with Hiro. And now, her body had been remodeled such that she could keep going even when she was unconscious. It was a dangerous combination.
Another wave was coming. When Hiro nudged her cervix and wiggled his tentacle on it, she felt lust rising through her. This time, she would climb the new height.
Hiro did not invent a new play for her. It was a repetitive movement. Slithered on her breast, nape, and ears for foreplay, then thrust into her vagina for the main play, occasionally playing with the folds inside her vagina and sometimes the entrance to her cervix. He didn't even develop her anus like Rebecca. But because Cecile believed it would bring her to new heights, every play was like a new horizon opened before her.
The climax surged like waves. Her consciousness drowned in the surging pleasure Hiro brought to her. Again, her body succumbed to the pleasure as her consciousness faded. Even when she had lost consciousness, her body still ground on his tentacle. Hiro bound her and laid her on top of his flesh. After a while with no stimulation, Cecile finally calmed down. The waves of pleasure had receded.
Hiro had decided. Today's play is over for Cecile.