She finds herself in a vast green meadow.
Her bare feet sink into the soft, fresh grass.
The sun shines with a gentle golden light, warming her skin.
The sky is an intense blue, without a single cloud.
The air is filled with the scent of wildflowers.
A light breeze caresses her face.
The birds' song fills the air with a sweet melody.

In the distance, she can see a grand, majestic tree with lush branches that reach toward the sky.
It's under that tree, on a carpet of brightly colored flowers, that she sees Rero Sansanti.
The girl is sitting with a luminous smile on her face.
She's wearing a white and light dress that gracefully flutters in the wind.
She seems radiant, as if her presence alone could fill the entire world with joy.

Luysia approaches slowly, captivated by this vision.
She bends down to touch the flowers.
She feels their softness under her fingertips.
Then, she sits down next to Rero, gazing in admiration at the enchanting surrounding landscape.
She can hardly believe how real it all seems.

Rero smiles affectionately and takes Luysia's hand.
"We are finally together, Luysia. This is our sanctuary, a place where no sadness or pain can touch us. Here, we can be free from all the worries of the real world."

Luysia nods, her eyes filling with tears of happiness.
"It's so beautiful, Rero. It feels like a dream."

Rero laughs, a crystalline sound that seems to perfectly complement the place.
They talk and laugh, just as they did when they were children.
Rero weaves flowers into Luysia's hair.

"I want to stay like this forever," the blonde says.
She is finally happy.
Beauty and happiness.
Peace and serenity.

*SLAP!*

"Daydreams are not allowed, Luysia. No escaping reality."
With a resounding slap to the face, so forceful that it nearly fractures her cheekbone, Luysia is jerked back into reality.
The horrific reality.
Hell.
"N-no... please... s-stop..."
Only a hint of tears. She has run out of fluids.
Luysia is now just the shadow of what she once was.
An empty and filthy shell.
Her mind is shattered, unable to reason or express complex thoughts.
She lost count after the umpteenth jab into the doll, of how many times she came dangerously close to death.
The excruciating pain has wiped away any hope, pride, or duty.
Luysia is no more.
In her place is madness, hunger, thirst, and agony.

When she had almost started to get used to the pain, the man began to torture her in another way.
"Let's play a game. Poison endurance!" he announced excitedly.
Strauss Wagner injected substances into her through a syringe.
Then he observed her reaction to the poison.
He noted it down in a notebook.
When she was about to die, he injected the antidote.
"There is no salvation in death for you."
Each poison had different effects.
The first one made her feel her veins burning as if they were clogged and no more blood was flowing.
With the second, her skin froze, and she couldn't stop shivering.
The third one caused epileptic seizures, and foam began to pour from her mouth.
The fourth one burst her capillaries, making blood come out of every orifice.
The fifth one blocked her lungs, causing her to suffocate.
In each case, when she thought she was finally close to death, the man would heal her.

At some point, she stopped hoping.
She stopped praying.
She stopped thinking.
Only pain.
Only suffering.
Meanwhile, her mind was shattering.

"Why am I doing this to you? Why am I so wicked? How many times have you asked me that while I tortured you?" Strauss Wagner speaks as he takes a moment to rest after the intense torture session.

"In reality, there's no specific reason. Evil is more mundane than it seems. In each of us, there's both good and evil. I know, you'll find it absurd, but there's some good in me too," the man chuckles.

"I don't have a tear-jerking backstory. There are many like me. I followed the 'good' path, the one of rules, respect, responsibility," he recounts as he sits in the chair. Luysia remains unresponsive, her eyes showing no sign of intelligence.

"I was chained to the idea of what was right, to what others expected from me, to what society demanded of me," he continues, staring at the ground as he voices his thoughts.

"But what did I achieve? Dissatisfaction and frustration. I was unfulfilled, empty. I started feeling envy, jealousy, anger," he says as he raises his gaze and observes Luysia's naked and filthy body.

"When I had a second chance, like in a video game, I decided to see the other side of the coin. I decided to take the bad route and see where it led me," Strauss gets up.

He approaches the tortured woman.

"Now I'm happy. Now I'm free," he asserts.

With his mouth close to her left ear, he whispers, "You can be too."

Luysia shudders, a feeble moan escaping her.

"Just as good and evil coexist, the same can be said for pain and pleasure."

"Embrace your duality, Luysia. Renounce the dogma that sharply divides the world in two."

"I've shown you the depeest darkest black, but even within it, you can glimpse a light. Your salvation."

"Gheghe..." drool drips from her mouth.

A caress.
Her hair, now dirty and grimy.
The hand is from her dreams.
The gentle hand of Rero Sansanti.
Such a simple gesture, yet an absurd pleasure in contrast to the endless pain.
Her gaze is lost in the void.
She's nearly lost her sensibilities due to the overstimulation she's endured.

"Luysia, why are you suffering so much when you could be free and happy?" the brunette tells her, continuing to stroke her.
"Re-ro... uhh..."
"It's not worth it. I was once chained like you," she says with a gentle tone.
Rero Sansanti's smile is warm.
Radiant.
A glimmer of hope in that profound darkness.

Luysia's mind returns to the oath she took at the altar of the gods.
The prayer to Chand that consecrated her as a Paladin.
The happiness she felt when she was chosen.
Such distant images.
Once so important.
But now?
Was it all a facade?
Was it not happiness?
Just an illusion.
An empty promise.

Happiness is feeling a gentle touch after excruciating agony.
A genuine smile after enduring hell.
Forgetting duties and responsibilities.
Dissolving into the oblivion of pleasure.

Dragging her hand gently across Luysia's body, Rero moves away.
"Don't go..." Luysia thinks but can't speak. Instead of words, only guttural sounds come out.
The brunette woman approaches her tormentor.
"S-save me..." Luysia struggles to move her hand towards Rero.

Rero smiles at her.
An angel.

There are no gods to save her.
She realizes it in that moment.

Rero unbuttons Wagner's pants.
Then she lowers his underwear.
The man's enormous cock emerges, already hard and throbbing.

***
*STRAUSS POV*

This is sudden, but definitely pleasant.
After almost two days of abuse, it's not bad to release some stress.
Rero independently begins to massage my cock.
The kinky situation turns me on quite a bit.
I can see what remains of Luysia watching with mix of fear and desire.
Her pitiful state makes me even harder.
I realize that I am completely fucked in the brain.
By now it is late to think about it. I have chosen this path.

Rero meanwhile continues to rub my cock.
Her gentle hands advance from below to above.
She alternates between caresses, lustful kisses to the glans.
Occasionally she thrusts it into her mouth, making me wish she would swallow it.
Rero's slutty face is a sight that would make any man cum.
"Shit..." I can't hold back the moan.
The gentleness of her hand starting from the bottom of my balls, alternating with the other in a rhythmic motion,
goes all the way to the tip.
Then she shoves it into her mouth and wraps her tongue around it.
I can feel the saliva mingling indecently with my precum.
Then she pulls it out and licks it as if it were a popsicle.
Meanwhile with her hands she caresses my balls.
I feel a tremor.
In response, she moves one of her hands over my cock and moves it up and down mechanically but gently at the same time.
A devilish rhythm.
"Please, Master~ ❤️" she begs me to release my sperm.
Hard to resist those pleading eyes.
I feel the liquid making its way out.
I can no longer hold it back.
I tremble.
"Oh, shit... I'm cumming!" I exclaim, releasing the precious seed.
"YES!~ ❤️" exults Rero ecstatically.
At that moment, she opens her mouth wide and moves the palm of her hand under her face, starting to collect cum with her whole face.
*Spurrrttt!*
A large amount of semen stains her face as she closes her eyes and opens her mouth to full extension.
Semen dripping from her cheeks and lips falls onto her palm, creating a white pool of semen.
*Spurt! Spurt!*
And when the last drop hits her cheek, she smiles seductively, looking at me.
Then she turns to Luysia.

"Are you hungry Luysia? Gruel is ready~ ❤️"
The blonde's stomach is growling.
She hasn't eaten anything in almost two days.
"N-no... N-no..." the resistance is weak.
Her eyes crave sperm as if it were salvation.
She swallows.
"Open your mouth! Make 'ahn'!" she orders her in a childish tone.
Luysia opens her mouth.
Rero slides the viscous liquid from the palm of his hand straight into the prisoner's mouth.
Luysia swallows voraciously, as if she has not drunk in ages.
The expression on her face is delighted.

"Delicious, isn't it?~ ❤️"
Rero lifts the hand that still has remnants of semen on it, and wipes it greedily licking.
"So sweet~ ❤️"

Such a dirty scene makes me harden again.
I turn Rero around on her back and bend her over.
I lift her skirt.
I move her panties and thrust my cock into her pussy.

"AHH... So suddenly!~ ❤️" she gasps at the sudden penetration.
But actually her hole is a lake, ready to receive my penis.
"You actually like it a little rough, don't you?" I whisper to her.
"No~ ❤️ Nyan~ ❤️ Master...~ ❤️ If you give me these thrusts...~ ❤️ I go crazy~ ❤️"
I ignore her and start pumping sustained hard.
Her pussy pisses love juices like rain and my cock is more lubricated than ever.
The penis slides in perfectly going against the deepest parts.
Her vagina welcomes it in a warm embrace, trying to squeeze it.
I move back and forth with increasingly firm strokes.
More and more violent.
"F-fuck me~ ❤️ Fuck me~ ❤️ Fuck me~ ❤️"
Rero's pussy is fantastic.
In a short time she has become perfectly shaped for my cock.
When I look down I can see her pussy moving along with my cock.
I can see the gorgeous ass slamming against my pelvis as we move back and forth.
I would bite that ass.
I slap her butt cheek.
*SLAP!*
"So deep!~ ❤️"

The more I thrust, the more I feel her vagina squeezing me as if she wanted to devour my penis.
Obscene noises fill the room.
I penetrate even deeper.
Even deeper inside.
I want to reach her uterus.
Rero's body trembles from the spasm, unable to resist.
"Cum!~ ❤️ I'm Cumming!~ ❤️"
His legs tremble but I don't hint at stopping.
And just as she orgasms that her pussy in response becomes tighter.
Ready to receive all my cum.
God, it feels good. Or rather, praise Raqahela.
My cock is cradled by her warm vaginal walls as I penetrate her like a bulldozer.

"Master~ ❤️ I'm going crazy! I don't understand anything anymore!~ ❤️"
I'm about to explode, but I keep pushing.
Much, much more.
Rero is forced to rest her hands on the ground leaning over because she can no longer hold herself in place.
Another violent tremor, signifying another climax.
"CUM!~ ❤️ CUMMING!~ ❤️ MASTER!~ ❤️ FILL ME!~ ❤️"
My balls are sore and inflamed as I try to hold back the stream.
With each stroke I feel a shiver down my back.
I can no longer resist.
Rero's pussy gives me no escape.
"UGH!" I don't hold back a moan.
The pleasure is too much.
I explode.
"Cumming!"

*Spurttt, spurt, spurrrrrt, spuuuuuurrrt!*

The hot cum spills like a flooding river down in canal, completely filling the brunette's female genital organ up to her uterus.
This drives Rero mad as she convulses violently, orgasming for the umpteenth time.
"CUM~ ❤️ WITH MASTER CREAMPIE~ ❤️ SO MUCH SEMEN~ ❤️ I'M CUMMING~ ❤️"
So fucking good.
Rero Sansanti is made for this.
Rero slumps to the ground exhausted, her eyes rolled back and her tongue hanging out.

I pull my cum-soiled cock out of her pussy, and bring it close to Luysia's face, which has an expression in heat.
"Lick it. You have to clean it, this is your lunch."
Luysia is thirsty, hungry, no longer in her right mind.
Her eyes do not lie: she wants cum.
"If you bite, you'll suffer three times as much as you've suffered so far," I threaten her, reminding her not to play games.
*Lick, slurp, lick, slurp, lick*
Her tongue, like that of a cat licking milk from a bowl, moves slowly, absorbing every little drop of semen.
"G-good..." she murmurs with an obscene expression.
She cleans the whole contraption with dedication, and although she is clearly a beginner, it feels good.
"A-again... P-please..." she begs for more cum. Or food from her point of view.
I untie some of the chain from the wall, and then flip the chair where Luysia is tied up causing her to rest her head on the floor.

I drag Rero up to there, and sit her on Luysia's face.
Semen overflows from Sansanti's vagina, dripping onto the blonde's face.
"Lick and clean all of Rero's pussy," I order her.
The woman doesn't take it back, and sucks with obscene noises.
Rero still shaken from previous orgasms and surprised, moans from unexpected pleasure.
Luysia's tongue makes its way between the brunette's lips, drinking every drop, every spurt that comes out.
She licks and caresses Rero's dirty pussy as if it were salvation.
She swallows any liquid that comes out, whether it's my cum, Rero's juices or whatever.

"Not so deep~ ❤️ AH~ ❤️ Ah~ ❤️ Nyan~ ❤️" complains the brunette.
*Lick, slurp, lick, slurp*
Luysia licks and absorbs every drop.
Thirst and hunger combined with aphrodisiac abuse make her addicted.
She cannot stop.
Rero is at the mercy of the stimulation, of the blonde's tongue.
She can only moan, groan and enjoy.
Until the explosion.
"CUMMING~ ❤️"
Rero orgasms with a convulsion.
Her pussy squirts.
Her liquid squirts straight into Luysia's mouth.
She almost drowns.
But she swallows it all.

[[ Corrupting the soul of Rero Sansanti: Obtained 1 [CORRUPTION POINT] ]]
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