The Secret Abuse and Conditioning of Magical Girls

"So... this is how it is... Touyama Kizuki..." On the screen was a photograph. In it, Touyama Kizuki, with her silver hair and violet eyes, was clearly in her transformed state. However, her usually opulent and elegant Lolita demonic attire had been altered to the point of near ruin. The hem of the skirt was reduced to mere centimeters, the fabric clinging tightly to her hips and the very root of her thighs. Her long, straight, beautiful legs were still encased in sheer, gossamer-thin black stockings, and her original boots had been replaced by a pair of sexier, higher-heeled black thigh-high boots. The superfluous lace decorations on her shoulders had been removed, and thin, transparent black gauze draped over her fragrant shoulders and collarbones. The corset of her top had been cut open, the tattered remnants of fabric fluttering loosely on either side of her waist, revealing her slender, willow-like waist and a

The background of the attached photograph appears to be a specially designed training room. Dim lighting casts a glow on her fair skin, and the various torture instruments hanging on the wall create a stark contrast with her helpless posture, evoking an atmosphere of oppression and debauchery. She is not wearing her usual elegant British noblewoman attire, but a form-fitting white ballet leotard. The extremely thin white fabric clings to her skin, subtly revealing her through its sheerness and outlining her graceful figure. The neckline plunges below her collarbone, exposing a large expanse of snow-white skin. The fabric over her breasts has been cut away, as if her ample, firm breasts have been forcefully kicked out of the leotard. A pair of thick, black metal breast clamps grip the base of her full, rounded breasts. The sturdy metal has already bruised the snow-white flesh beneath, contorting her once beautifully shaped breasts into a pointed, bamboo-shoot shape. Two pink nipples are bound with extremely fine metal wires, from which hang her own emerald-green shortbow. The weapon that shot wind arrows to kill monsters during the day has become a tool of torture, pulling her delicate nipples downwards. The leotard is sleeveless, highlighting her slender, long arms. White lace thigh-high gloves encase her small hands and delicate wrists. However, these slender arms are bent backward behind her, palms pressed together, fingers interlocked. Red ropes, woven into loops and knots, are wrapped around her clasped hands and almost her entire upper arms. Chains suspended from the ceiling tightly bind her wrists together, lifting her arms to shoulder height. Her legs are encased in a pair of pure white pantyhose, sheer and slightly reflective, perfectly showcasing her straight, long leg lines. Her delicate feet are adorned with white strappy high heels, featuring slender 10-centimeter heels and straps that wrap around her ankles, exuding an extraordinary sexiness. Through the sheer pantyhose, the muscles in her left calf are visibly taut, as her body is supported solely by this leg in the photograph. Her right ankle is shackled by a chain and hoisted high, her entire right leg suspended completely off the ground at a 180-degree angle, near her ear. This pose, with her arms bent back and her right leg raised in a perfect split, showcases the extreme flexibility of her body, honed through years of ballet and gymnastics training since childhood. It's no wonder this particular trait was specifically noted in her information; this beautiful body is indeed full of potential for play. The hem of the leotard is very short, almost negligible. With her right leg raised high, her nether regions are exposed. She is not wearing underwear, and only the sheer pantyhose cover her crotch. Two thick, large massage toy dildos are held in place within her pussy and anus by the pantyhose. The thin pantyhose covering her lower body are already soaked with the fluid leaking from her wet cunt. A slender, swan-like neck is adorned with a gleaming metal collar, from which a thick iron chain drapes onto her flat abdomen. Through the thin white fabric of her waist and abdomen, one can see the glowing, eerie purple lust markings. Lilith's noble, golden, long, curly hair is scattered loosely over her shoulders and back, some strands matted with sweat against her flushed, crimson cheeks. Her emerald-green eyes are half-closed, tears and lust mingling in their depths. A large red gag stretches her red lips, filling her mouth. The arrogant expression of superiority that always graces her delicate face during the day is gone, replaced by a contorted expression of mingled pain, shame, pleasure, and degradation. Gotoh Yutaka stares at the photograph of this tragic, pitiful "white swan." He suddenly bursts into loud laughter, his laughter filled with intense satisfaction. After laughing, he presses his finger onto Lilith's face on the screen, his expression filled with immense hatred. He roars, "Is this what they call a noble lady in the academy? A slave to be played with, a toy for others' amusement, and she dares to call

　　Name: Luna Misty 　　Codename：Ice Bunny 　　No：No.2791 　　Age: 18 　　Magic Awakening Age: 14 years old 　　Magic Attribute: Ice 　　Current Magic Level: A 　　Magic Qualification: A++ 　　Magic Slave Qualification: A++ 　　Started training: 14 years old 　　Time of receiving customers: 4 years 　　Training Progress: 100% (the slave has received long term obedience training, his memory has been washed away and re-implanted, his body and will are completely submissive, he can obey all orders, his sense of resistance has completely disappeared, the training is complete)) 　　Body Rehabilitation Progress: 100% (sensitivity increased by 5 times, kinky tattoo implanted, genital development and transformation completed, breasts transformation completed, already working in the milk factory, milk production and quality is extremely high) 　　Degradation Value: 100/100 (self-esteem and sense of shame completely destroyed, degradation value extremely high, mental state stabilized, has accepted the status of demon slave) 　　Favorable customer rating: 97 　　Current location: "Milk Factory" Raw Material Extraction Workshop 　　Currently receiving guests or not: No (need to wait for the slave to fulfill the factory's daily milk quota before returning to the hotel to receive guests) 　　Special Note: A grown-up "loli" with huge breasts and extremely sweet milk. 　　The photo attached to this message is equally violent and blatant. In this photo, Luna Misty is suspended in the center of a completely enclosed room. The silver metal walls, cold and smooth, were lined with whips, chains, handcuffs, and other metal implements that glowed in the dim light. 　　Her body was bound with rough twine in a four-horse harness, with her hands and feet tied behind her back, and the ropes extending from her wrists and ankles to the ceiling rings, which lifted her small body about a meter off the ground. Her body weight is supported by the ropes in a helpless and miserable position, and the ropes are strangled into her pale skin, leaving bright red marks and restricting all movement. 　　Judging from her long blue hair, she was in a state of transformation, with the cute rabbit ear hair band on top of her head, and her slender legs wrapped in pure white pantyhose, but her original cute dress costume had been replaced with an extremely lewd and erotic black leather Bunny Girl costume. The extra small size of the costume was just right for her lolicon figure, the black leather fitting her small body and outlining her slim waist and perky ass. Extremely erotic design, there is no extra material from the chest up except for the two pieces of bra on her chest, and the bra that can only just cover her bald head is lifted downward, the snow white shoulders and neck, delicate collarbone, and the huge breasts that do not match with her petite figure are all completely exposed in the air, and it is so white that it shakes people's eyes. The black leather of her waist and abdomen was close to her skin, and there was a heart-shaped hollow under her belly, revealing the bizarre obscene pattern under her belly. Starting from her waist, the further down the dress, the less material she had, the extremely exaggerated high-flying inverted triangle of leather made most of her buttocks and lower crotch have no other cover than the light layer of white silk, and even turned into a thin belt by the time she reached her lower body. 　　A closer look at her bottom showed that the white silk pantyhose were open and the narrow black leather straps were tightening around the handles of the two massage rods and the white rabbit-tailed anal plugs that were poking into her mousse and asshole, the handles of which were already covered in glistening liquid, and the tough assholes that were holding them in place to make sure that they didn't slip out of her body. 　　This "Ice Bunny", who controls frost and is as cute as an Ice Elf, has stripped off her gorgeous and exquisite magical costume and put on this revealing black leather uniform to become a "Slutty Bunny", who is even more erotic than those real red-light district street bunny girls. 　　In the photo, this cute and erotic bunny is still hanging in the middle of the room in a humiliating position. Her arms were twisted backward and lifted high up on her back, and underneath her fragrant shoulders, her tender white arms were stuffed into a super-small black leather restraining glove, and the black leather straps on the outside of the glove were all tightened to the limit, so that the glove seemed to be growing on her arms, tightly securing the glove's arms and palms together. 　　 Her slender legs were wrapped in pure white silk stockings, and through the thin, translucent layer of white silk, you could faintly see the delicate, smooth skin of her legs, which were like sheep's milky white jade. This pair of length and proportion for her height are quite excellent, slender and well-proportioned white silk legs tightly together, the small legs were folded back behind the rough and tough hemp rope intertwined, tight rope loop along the root of her thighs all the way down, thighs, knees, calves, ankles. Even the delicate and lovely high heels on that small jade feet were not spared, also by the rope through the heels and spared on the back of the foot, fixing it firmly on her white silk feet. This set of rope loops, this tightly reinforced knot tightly white velvet pantyhose on her legs formed a stark contrast, leaving deep strangulation marks. 　　Her thin, rope-bound legs were folded back to the limit, the insteps of her feet were forced to straighten out, the heels of her slender high-heeled shoes were pushed right up against her small, white-silk-covered buttocks, and her arms, wrapped in the restraining gloves and twisted behind her back, formed a gesture known as a team of horses in a position of extreme strength, with three black chains hanging down from the ceiling, one tightly bound to her slender ankles even when they were together, one through her arm restraining gloves and one through her arm restraining gloves, leaving deep strangulation marks. One was tied tightly around her slim ankles even when they were pressed together, one went through the rings at the end of her arm restraint gloves, and one was tied around the ends of her long, icy blue hair, pulling it back behind her and forcing her to raise her little head. These three sturdy chains interacted with each other, hanging this small and delicate "Succubus" in mid-air, with her arms and legs forming a perfect arc behind her, twisted into a D shape. 　　Tied up by the hemp rope and restraining gloves and chained in mid-air, it seemed that the girl was not an A-ranked magical girl, but a meat animal that was ready to be slaughtered, in a sorry state. But this is not the most absurd scene of the photo. Her large, firm, plump white tits were hanging in the air without any clothing to cover them, and the two oversized, bowl-shaped, transparent glass covers perfectly covered her large, plump, snow-white breasts, and the rubber cushions embedded in the edges of the covers were tightly fitted around the roots of her nipple bulbs, sealing them to her skin. The pink halos of her nipples had two pink heads standing up, swollen and engorged with blood, and two long, sharp metal needles were pushed left and right into the tiny [X_X] at the top of her nipple tips. There seemed to be a strong suction inside the cover, the red and swollen nipples seemed to be trembling fiercely, and the pair of snow-white meatballs covered in the glass cover was sucked into a long oval shape. Snow-white breast milk squirted out from those two nipples, and the milk that had accumulated in the transparent and closed hood was sucked into the two transparent glass hoses that were connected at the top of the hood, and then transferred along with the hoses into one of the containers of snow-white liquid in one of the mechanical installations not far away from her look. 　　It was a peculiar mechanism, but not really complicated, with a quick control panel in the center with several parameters - milk yield, frequency of squeezing, suction strength, extraction time, frequency and interval of lactation pills. Next to the control panel were two transparent container jars, one with two hoses attached to the transparent bra, containing the milk extracted from Luna's breasts, and one containing a pink liquid, with a thick glass tube outside the jar. The transparent glass tube extended all the way to the other end, which was stuck on the metal ring of Luna Misty's black leather mouthpiece, which covered half of her face. 　　The wide black leather looked exceptionally tough, and the three thin straps above and to the left and right tightly strangled the girl's delicate and lovely face, leaving deep indentations in her tender skin. The O-shaped metal underneath the green leather was just enough to catch her teeth, forcing her little cherry mouth open, and the pink lactation potion in the canister was continuously poured into her throat through the glass tube. 　　Luna Misty, the lovely magical young woman raised her head high in the air, her half-face not covered by the mouth cover was flushed, her bare forehead was dripping with sweat, her silver eyes were half-open in fatigue, and the tear stains at the corners of her eyes were so clear, her eyes were looking at the ceiling with a blank stare, and only the pink love heart pattern was shining in her blank eyes. 　　Wearing a silver collar around her neck, engraved with magical runes, emitting an eerie glow, the collar is connected to a thin chain, and at the end of the chain hangs a rectangular metal plaque, which reads - Class A Cow at Work!

"Suck it properly!!! Don't you dare spit it out!!!" Her movements were halted by the harsh command. All she could do was look at Goto Toyo with her tear-filled, beautiful eyes, begging for mercy from her master. But Goto Toyo didn't stop. He picked up the red gag in his hand and forcefully shoved the red sphere into her mouth. Her teeth clamped down on the holes of the gag, the hard red ball stretching her swollen, red lips, instantly filling her mouth and preventing her from closing it. He tightly secured the strap behind her head, fixing the gag firmly in her mouth, ensuring she couldn't spit out the dirty panties and the gag. "Mmph... Mmmph... Mmmph..." she moaned indistinctly, tears streaming down her face. The panties in her mouth pushed her rosy cheeks out slightly. The fishy stench of semen mixed with the inherent odor of the panties made her eyes roll back, and she could barely breathe. Goto Toyo slapped her cheek hard, his palm leaving a faint red mark on her soiled face. He stood up, looking down at her, a pleased smile flashing in his eyes. "Kiritsuki-chan, you're such an obedient slave." His tone was laced with mockery and teasing. He picked up a bundle of hemp rope and whispered to the silver-haired beautiful girl kneeling on the floor, "Let our game continue, Kiritsuki-chan~" Toyama Kiritsuki knelt on the carpet, her red lips completely blocked by the panties and gag, only able to let out muffled whimpers. "Mmmph... Mmmph..." She stared bitterly at the bundle of rough hemp rope in Goto Toyo's hand, and the erect penis between his legs, an endless sorrow welling up in her heart. She knew that tonight, she would once again be unable to escape her fate of being ravaged. Her body trembled slightly, her eyes filled with fear, like a trapped prey, powerless to resist the impending torment. Goto Toyo casually tossed the hemp rope beside her, his movements rough yet languid. The rope landed on the carpet with a dull thud. He leaned down, one large hand forcefully pressing on the back of her head, forcing her to lie completely prone. Toyama Kiritsuki's face pressed against the carpet, and right under her nose was a pool of semen she had coughed up. The fishy stench assaulted her nostrils. She tried to lift her head, but was held down by that brute force. The next moment, Goto Toyo climbed on top of her, his knees digging heavily into her waist. The immense pressure stiffened her spine, and she let out a low moan. "Mmmph..." Her hands scratched helplessly at the carpet, her fingertips turning white from the exertion. Her silver hair scattered, sticking to her tears, making her look utterly disheveled. He looked down at the silver-haired beauty pinned beneath him, a glint of excitement in his eyes. However, his movements suddenly halted, his brow furrowed, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face – he suddenly realized that as a shut-in, he had no idea how to tie up a woman. He tapped his head and muttered, "Damn, forgot about that." Then, he narrowed his eyes, recalling snippets of S&M videos he had accidentally seen, as well as a few photos of Toyama Kiritsuki and the others during their training. He decided to imitate them, as he had a live model right beneath him. Goto Toyo first untied the bundles of hemp rope and neatly arranged them beside him. Then, he reached out and grabbed Toyama Kiritsuki's arms, which were clad in long, black lace gloves, and roughly twisted them behind her back. He twisted her slender forearms, forcing them upwards, crossing her delicate wrists, which were wrapped in black lace, so that her wrists and arms were pressed against her back in a W-shape. "Mmmph!! Mmmph mmmph!!!" Toyama Kiritsuki let out a pained groan. She had endured various restraints and bindings during those dark days of training. Logically, her body should have been accustomed to it. However, the demon trainers who were responsible for training them as demon slaves, along with human scientists, had modified their pain receptors while enhancing their physical sensitivity. This was done to ensure they displayed the most pathetic appearance when being trained and humiliated by guests. "Mmm... Mmmph..." Toyama Kiritsuki's brows were tightly furrowed in pain. She once again felt the immense strength of this guest who seemed to hate her. The hand that gripped her arms like iron and the knee pressing into her waist gave her a strong sense of oppression. His movements were extremely rough, and the joints of her arms twisted behind her back ached intensely. Her heart sank to the bottom; she knew this was going to be another long, arduous night. Goto Toyo held her crossed wrists firmly with one hand, while with the other, he picked up the hemp rope and looped it around her fair wrists. He recalled the techniques from the videos as he began to wrap the rough, tough rope. His movements were slow but very deliberate and careful. His binding technique emphasized brute force. The rope loops he created around Toyama Kiritsuki's wrists were not aesthetically pleasing, but he tightened each strand with all his might. The hemp rope deeply dug into the thin black lace on her wrists, embedding itself into her delicate skin, causing a burning, stinging pain. Toyama Kiritsuki's wrists were tightly bound. She struggled and writhed, but only managed to make the rope dig deeper into her flesh. Her fingertips twitched slightly, her nails almost digging into her palms. Goto Toyo took some effort to tightly bind the rope around Toyama Kiritsuki's wrists. He wiped the fine sweat that had appeared on his forehead. Looking down at her reddened wrists, which were constricted by the rope, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. "Is this what it feels like to tie up a woman? It's quite nice!" he muttered to himself, his voice low and excited, a cruel smile curling on his lips. His knee continued to press into her back. He picked up another length of rope and continued to torment the "prey" beneath him. He pulled the rope extending from her wrists, wrapping it upwards along her forearms and elbows, binding her entire pair of slender arms tightly behind her back with dense and messy rope. The loops and knots were crooked and uneven, but he tightened each one with force. The hemp rope deeply embedded itself into her flesh, creating fierce and obvious marks on the black lace gloves and her snow-white skin. "Mmmph mmmph... Mmmph..." Toyama Kiritsuki moaned continuously, her voice trembling and weak. She felt the restraint on her arms behind her back was far too tight. The rough rope chafed her skin, the burning pain almost unbearable. Goto Toyo looked down at his work. The girl's slender, long arms had been constricted into segments by the ropes, completely losing their freedom. Yet, he frowned slightly. He felt something was still missing, not quite perfect. So, he picked up another bundle of rope and put a loop around Toyama Kiritsuki's delicate neck. He created a short length of rope at the back of her neck, then forcefully pulled the rope loop on her wrists, forcibly raising her wrists to the position of her shoulder blades, and then tightly tied the rope around her neck to her wrists. "Mmmph!!! Mmmph mmmph!!!" A piercing wail erupted from Toyama Kiritsuki's mouth, blocked by the gag and panties. Her wrists and arms were hoisted up to her neck, the ache in her arms becoming more intense. The rope connecting her neck loop to her wrists was far too short, forcing her to lift her head to alleviate the tightening of the neck loop and the soreness behind her back.

Minutes later, Toyotsuki's muffled moans pierced the room's silence once more, echoing in the cold training chamber. She was kneeling on a striking black training platform, an instrument of torture whose chilling aura and hard, cold texture made it the most terrifying presence in the room. Forged from a fusion of otherworldly and human materials and technology, it was designed for torment and training, a nightmare for countless magic girls during their tutelage and when serving clients. Its metal surface gleamed with a faint, cold light in the dim illumination, as if silently recounting the pain and humiliation it had witnessed. She was still clad in the black magic dress, its chest fabric gone and soaked with sweat. The ropes on her arms and legs had been untied, but Goto Yutaka had abandoned the torment of striking her body. Her slender arms, still bearing the raw red marks from the ropes, were twisted behind her back, but in a different position this time. Black chains hanging from above the training platform were wound around her arms and hands, which were covered in long black gloves. The sturdy chains forced her arms together tightly, her delicate hands pressed together as if in desperate prayer for salvation that would never come. The metal chains dug deep into her tender skin, contorting her entire snow-white arms into agonizing, broken segments. The position and height of the chains were deliberately adjusted by Goto Yutaka, hoisting her arms high above her shoulder blades, lifting her upper body slightly. Her arms, previously bound behind her, were now held straight up, forcing her to endure the excruciating pain of her body being stretched. Her trembling knees knelt on the cold, hard metal platform. Her sexy black high heels had been removed, and on either side, five thick, heavy iron rings rose from the platform, locking her ankles and calves. The edges of the rings were cold and sharp, rendering her immobile. Toyotsuki's face was pressed down onto the platform. Her breasts, tightly bound at the root by ropes, dangled into two open holes on the platform. The edges of the holes squeezed her full breasts, deforming them slightly. Her elastic, fair, tender breasts swayed in the air. Four pink vibrators, each attached to a breast, buzzed incessantly, completely surrounding her erect, sensitive nipples from all directions. The vibration frequency varied, bringing a sensation that mingled numbness and stinging pain, causing her to tremble uncontrollably. Her peach-like buttocks were raised high behind her. The remnants of black stockings on her rear had been completely torn off, exposing her smooth, firm buttocks to the air. Goto Yutaka stood behind her, his large hand continuously spanking her raised, perky buttocks, the "slap, slap, slap" sounds causing her gluteal muscles to tremble. In his other hand, he held a pink massage wand, as thick as a grown man's forearm, its surface covered in protruding bumps, looking ferocious and terrifying. He forcefully thrust this lewd implement into Toyotsuki's swollen, red honey trap. The thick shaft stretched open her delicate [X_X], penetrating to the deepest part of her flower cavity. The massage wand hummed, its vibration function activated. The hard, thick shaft even created a visible bulge against her lower abdomen, as if intending to pierce her completely. "Mmmph! Mmmph mmmph!" Toyotsuki's moans sounded from the other end of the training platform, her cries shifting between sharp and broken, and then to seductive and languid, a truly fractured and twisted sound. A black horse bit was stuffed into her mouth, its black leather straps on the sides and top tightly binding her face and the back of her head, leaving faint red marks on her skin. Two streams of tears slid from the gaps of the black veil covering her eyes, dripping onto the training platform with a faint "drip, drip" sound. Her honey trap was relentlessly entered and exited by the massage wand. Goto Yutaka gripped the handle, thrusting the ferocious lewd implement deep into her small cavity again and again. Her honey trap was stretched to its limit, her swollen, red opening slightly parting and closing. The bumps on the wand scraped against the tender inner walls of her flower cavity, causing a tearing pain while simultaneously inducing an irresistible pleasure. Her body, locked onto the cold metal platform, trembled under the stimulation of both pain and pleasure. Her delicate face, tightly bound by leather straps, was flushed crimson. Her expression contorted with pain at times, and at others, it was filled with pleasure. Tears and sweat mingled, sliding down her cheeks. Goto Yutaka looked down at the lewd liquid seeping from her honey trap and slowly flowing down the inner side of her thighs. A smirk played on his lips as he taunted, "You're still leaking this much water with such a thick rod shoved into your slutty pussy, you slutty whore!!!" He spanked her perky buttocks forcefully, the crisp "slap" sounds causing ripples to spread across her gluteal muscles. "Mmmph mmmph! Mmmph!" Toyotsuki's body suddenly shuddered, letting out a suppressed whimper. Tears fell like a broken string of pearls, whether from shame or unbearable pleasure, it was unclear. "Hahahaha!" Goto Yutaka laughed unrestrainedly. The massage wand in his hand relentlessly thrust into her swollen, red honey trap, reveling in Toyotsuki's cries, a mixture of pain and infatuated moans. Just then, his gaze inadvertently swept over a metal plate beside the training platform. The black metal plate was dotted with buttons of various shapes, some carved into the likeness of women's breasts, buttocks, feet... and even two realistic depictions of anuses; in addition, there were symbols like feathers, lightning, and flames, representing different elements. His eyebrows rose, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. He extended the hand that had been spanking her beautiful buttocks, his fingers hovering over the buttons for a moment before finally stopping at the one shaped like a woman's breasts. Without hesitation, he pressed it. The training platform instantly flashed with a strange black light, and then the two holes where Toyotsuki's breasts were placed suddenly tightened, becoming narrower. "Mmmmmmmmuuuuuuuu!!!!!" Toyotsuki's heart-wrenching scream erupted. She suddenly threw her head back, her purple eyes, hidden by the black veil, widening in pain. The metal edges cruelly squeezed her full breasts, making the two soft mounds bulge as if about to burst. The tightly restrained flesh was squeezed so much that it became swollen and tinged with a ghastly blue. However, this was just the beginning—the metal edge below the holes seemed to come alive, slowly extending two slender metal strips that snaked along her dangling breasts like two venomous snakes coiling around their prey. The metal strips tightened abruptly upon reaching her sensitive areolas, constricting her two massive breasts into deformed candy apples of flesh. Her nipples, due to excessive pressure, became even more erect and engorged, tinged with an unusual purplish-red hue. "Whoa!!" Goto Yutaka exclaimed, his eyes flashing with morbid excitement and curiosity. He looked down at the other buttons beside him, his eyeballs rolling with ill intent. His fingers hovered over the buttons again, and he pressed the one shaped like a woman's foot. The black light flashed again, and two black rods slowly extended from the training platform in front of Toyotsuki's delicate feet, which were wrapped in black silk. The tips of the black rods were embedded with two uniquely shaped spheres. The spheres were covered in tiny hairs, making them look somewhat cute, like harmless decorations. "What's this now?" Goto Yutaka tilted his head, staring curiously at the two fluffy little balls, wondering about their purpose. As he pondered, the two little balls seemed to sense something and slowly approached the soles of Toyotsuki's feet, which were wrapped in black silk. When they touched her tender soles, the spheres suddenly began to vibrate, the hairs rubbing against the black silk, rotating and moving irregularly around her soles. Toyotsuki's face, contorted with pain, instantly froze. The intense and unbearable itching sensation from the soles of her feet caused her eyebrows to twitch violently. She desperately bit down on the hard bit in her mouth, but still couldn't help but let out a rapid, broken moan: "Mmmph mmmph~~~ Mmmph~~~ Mmmph mmmph!!!" "Is... is this tickling this bitch???" Goto Yutaka looked astonished. He stared at Toyotsuki's toes, which were curling desperately, and her trembling calves, stimulated by the fuzzy balls. Her moans grew more rapid, as if she were struggling between pain and a strange pleasure. "She's reacting this much to a foot tickle? This bitch is ticklish?" he mused to himself. However, he didn't know that Toyotsuki's entire body had undergone brutal training and modification, and her firm, beautiful feet had been made exceptionally sensitive. The itching sensation she felt now was several times stronger than that of an ordinary person, like countless tiny insects gnawing at the soles of her feet. The itching surged like a tide, making her feel like she was going mad. Her body struggled more violently under the restraints. "Interesting!! This is really interesting!!!" Goto Yutaka excitedly rubbed his hands together. His interest piqued, he pressed the flame button again. This time, a fiery glow flashed from the training platform, followed by a strange heat wave rising from beneath the platform, enveloping Toyotsuki's body as she knelt. "Mmmph... Mmmph mmmph..." Toyotsuki's delicate face became even more uncomfortable. This heat wave didn't directly burn her skin but made her feel a burning sensation from the inside out, as if countless tiny flames were dancing beneath her skin. Her body, wrapped in the magic dress, turned slightly red. Sweat poured out of her rapidly, sliding down her skin and making a faint "hissing" sound as it dripped onto the metal platform. Her breathing became more rapid and disordered, her throat dry as if scorched. Each breath felt like swallowing burning embers, a searing pain spreading from her chest to her entire body, as if she were engulfed in flames but unable to escape. Her appearance reminded Goto Yutaka of the pain he felt that morning when Akabane Rinn had scorched his body with flames. He grinned sinisterly and pressed the lightning button again. The metal platform flashed with electricity, and a powerful current surged through the chains and iron rings locking her arms and calves, and even the metal strips on her breasts. "Mmmmmmmmmmm!!!! Mmmph mmmph mmmph!!!!" The flashing current, like lightning snakes, surged into her entire body, including her breasts. The current coursed through her body, and the terrifying numbness and pain made her cries even more torn and tragic. During the electric shock, her delicate body convulsed and trembled. White milk sprayed from her nipples, and at the same time, a liquid gushed from her urethra. This Moon Magical Girl was electrocuted into lactating and losing bladder control.