Avalanche Valkyrie Conditioning Corruption Program
When she had had enough, Celine pulled a small bundle of fine thread from her pocket, cut off two sections, and then tied Cecilia's nipples. Cecilia's nipples, tied them in a perfect bow, and squeezed them to make sure there was no milk. After squeezing them to make sure there was no milk. After squeezing her breasts to make sure no milk was coming out, she was carried to an electric chair. Once secured, a small tabletop was placed in front of Cecilia and her breasts were placed on the tabletop with the help of the tabletop. A small tabletop was placed in front of Cecilia, and her breasts were placed on the tabletop and attached to her nipples with thin cords. The nipples were secured. Cecilia felt her legs open slightly and a runner full of soft burrs was pressed against her pussy. The soft burrs on the top of the wheel were just enough to reach into the small slit. The soles of her feet were also attached to the rollers, the same width as the width of her feet, also covered with soft burrs. And alligator clips were added to the fingertips of the ten slender fingers like jade onions, and the ten rounded toes of the two beautiful feet weren't spared either, having the same treatment as the fingers.
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The sharp crack of the whip bloomed on Theresa's backside, its crisp sound echoing through the interrogation chamber. "Mmmph! Ow!" But she was stopped by Sirin, who then ordered Rita to remove the gag from Theresa's mouth. As the buckle of the restraining strap was undone and the gag removed from Theresa's mouth, a large amount of saliva followed, dripping down her chin onto the floor. With each gasp, strands of saliva would occasionally stretch and drip into the small puddle on the floor, making it even more arousing. "Cecilia, don't mind me... Ohhh!" Rita swiftly flicked the whip twice, lashing Theresa's buttocks. Although a braided whip wasn't primarily about pain, in Rita's hands, it was no less effective than a single-tail. Moreover, Rita was skilled at controlling the rhythm. After each strike, she would gently rub the struck area to stimulate blood flow before continuing. The advantage of this method was that Theresa could feel the full intensity of each lash, preventing any "wasted" pain. After being rubbed, the struck areas would swell, becoming more sensitive and thus able to receive more pain. "What? Still not eating? Theresa's little bottom will be a little peach soon~" Sirin said, stepping on the cake mud on the floor, flattening it into a small pancake. "Or do you prefer it when Theresa's backside is whipped open? Oh, in that case~" "No, no! I, I'll eat!" Cecilia glanced at Theresa, closed her eyes, and began to lick the cake mud on the floor... "Lick it in small bites, savor your birthday cake." "Okay, okay..." Cecilia licked a small amount with her tongue, then sent it into her mouth and swallowed. The taste of cake mixed with cream and the dampness of the floor made Cecilia feel nauseous, but for Theresa, she was willing to do anything. The sound of the whip never ceased. The crisp strikes, timed every five seconds, and Theresa's screams were relentlessly assaulting Cecilia's sanity. She wanted her performance to earn Sirin's pity. Therefore, she adopted a more respectful licking posture and pretended to find it delicious to please Sirin. Sirin noticed the meaning behind Cecilia's actions. "When you're done licking, I'll make her stop." "Thank you, Master..." Meanwhile, Rita continued to whip Theresa's buttocks with a blank expression. Even as the pair of cute buttocks turned bright red, it didn't soften her heart. The force of her blows did not diminish. Whip, rub, whip – a mechanical repetition of steps. "Mmmph... Ah! Let me go... Please... Ah! No... No... Ohhh!!! Stop!" Theresa was already crying, desperately begging the girl more than ten years her junior for mercy. "Don't stop? Alright, I'll grant your wish."
"No, it's just... No! Not now!!!" Before the villagers could even comprehend the situation, Yae Sakura suddenly let out a piercing shriek. Her body lurched backward, legs splayed open, her vulva exposed to the onlookers. Then, pale yellow [X_X] and [X_X] spurted out together, splattering onto the stone floor of the shrine. She looked like a shameless whore, utterly unlike the revered priestess she was supposed to be! The priestess wore a look of utter devastation, emitting indecent moans. She wished she could die right then and there; her dignity and status were completely annihilated. And while Yae Sakura was subjected to this peculiar treatment, Kallen, trapped within the flesh-pot, was enduring a tentacle hell far more agonizing than anything Yae Sakura experienced... "Principal! Principal Theresa!" Muzzy and disoriented, Theresa felt someone calling her name. Her entire body ached, making her deeply uncomfortable. Her [X_X], having been excessively played with, was swollen and red. Her mouth was gagged, preventing her from speaking, and her limbs were bound and secured. Slowly, she opened her eyes and saw a person in a suit standing before her. Sirin? No, she should have left. Cecilia? No, she was currently locked up in the adjacent cell. "Principal! I'll get you out right now." The person before her pulled two tools from their pocket, fiddled with the lock for a few moments, and then opened the cage. Since Sirin had only intended this for playful purposes, she hadn't made the lock mechanism too complex. Theresa was dragged out of the cramped dog cage, her restraints immediately removed. It was then that Theresa could get a clear look at the person before her. "Fu Hua!" This was the first thing Theresa said after the gag was removed. "Are you alright, Principal? I've come to rescue you," Fu Hua said, embracing Theresa. "I found an entrance in a disused storage room at the academy. I never expected it to be a basement... I'm so sorry you had to endure so much hardship..." "No, this isn't just a basement! Fu Hua... you, you need to run!"
"Himeko! *sob sob* I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Theresa burst into tears, wiping Himeko's face with her small hands before hugging her tightly. "Secure her to the pedestal," Sirin said coldly. "Pedestal?! No, Master, Himeko can't take it!" Theresa, ignoring the white fluid all over her, immediately crawled in front of Sirin and prostrated herself. "I beg you, Master, please choose another method of interrogation! If you must, let this lowly slave take Himeko's place... *gasp*!" A high-heeled shoe stomped down on Theresa's head, the pressure making her feel like her skull was about to split open. "Do as I say... If you cause any more trouble, I'll roast Cecilia. Do you believe me?" "I believe you! This lowly slave believes you!" "If you don't want Cecilia to appear on a dinner plate tomorrow, then do as you're told and get lost!" She kicked Theresa away. The pathetic girl rolled several meters on the ground before stopping. Sirin stood up and stretched, then patted Yae Sakura's butt. "Little fox, you'd better behave and don't forget where your beloved is right now." "Your divine command, I shall obey!" "Hmph, I doubt you'd dare." "Always threatening people... If you have the guts, come at me. I'm not afraid... *muffled*!" Before Himeko could finish, Theresa covered her mouth, then pulled her out of the bathtub and dragged her to a nearby marble slab, two meters long and wide. The slab was not high, only a few centimeters, with ten small rings to secure the toes, ensuring the person being punished stood firmly on the slab. She untied Himeko's feet and legs, then positioned her with her legs spread wide in a semi-squatting pose, opened to 180 degrees, on the slab. The metal rings automatically locked onto her toes upon detection, and her ankles were secured by extending shackles. "Don't blame me... Himeko, I can't, I can't live without Cecilia..." "Theresa, I don't blame you. You're being forced." Theresa, her eyes full of tears, glanced at Himeko, then turned to the control panel and pressed the "Cleanse" switch. "Gaaah! No! Eeeehehehehehehehe! It tickles so much! Aaaah! Ooooh! Ooooh?!?!? It hurts?!? No, don't go into my little hole! Aaaah! *sob sob sob*!!! My stomach, don't hit my stomach! *cough cough cough*!!!"