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[Third Person POV]
"This is…??"
Janice scanned her surroundings with trembling eyes.
The room was filled with all kinds of grotesque torture devices, and in one corner, a table neatly displayed various magical tools designed for torment. Everything in sight eerily matched her tastes, yet instead of feeling pleased, she stood frozen in shock.
The meticulous setup made her wonder if Author Crown might actually be her stalker.
"These are things Janice likes, aren't they?"
"That's true, but… how on earth do you know that?"
"Let's just say it's the result of intelligence and effort."
Technically, Author Crown wasn't lying. He had indeed uncovered this preference through countless attempts and painstaking effort within the game.
"Bitch!! Would you like to get started right away? Or are you just going to stand there, hesitating in fear? You came here for punishment, didn't you? Then come—obediently."
His confidence was so unwavering, so shameless, that Janice couldn't even muster the anger to respond. To be honest, she was half out of her mind, overwhelmed by the situation. What kind of SM play awaited her?
"…Good."
Finally, she decided to go along with it. As she stepped forward, Author Crown approached and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Do you want to play?"
"Yes."
"Then from now on, I will treat you like a slut. If you are dissatisfied with this, you can always use magic to get out of here."
Slowly his hand moves and begins to take off her clothes. The sight of the luxurious silk fabric sliding against her skin before slipping away was undeniably sensual. One by one, the layers disappeared until only a single piece remained. Just as Author Crown reached to remove it, Janice caught his hand.
"I'll do it myself."
"What…? Well, whatever you want."
As the Author Crown retreated, Janice slowly took off her clothes. Even when she took off her clothes, she still had a hard and cold expression.
It was the complete opposite of Rio, whose ever-changing expressions openly displayed a range of emotions.
With her expressionless and emotionless face, she took off her bra and panties, revealing her perfect naked body and clean, hairless pussy to the world.
"Okay! I took everything off like you said. So, what now?"
"If you're ready, go ahead and secure yourself to the X-shaped frame over there."
Janice followed Author Crown's instructions. She approached the frame, spreading her arms and legs into an X shape.
"Tsk…"
"It's pretty tight, isn't it? No matter how hard you try, you probably won't be able to break free with just your strength."
"…It seems that way."
"Great. Now then… I'll cast a spell."
Slowly, Author Crown's hand moved, and soon, a spell was cast with a deep, resonating boom. For a brief moment, there was a sensation—like heat surging through her body—before...
"Ugh… Ugh! ♥… Ahh!!! ♥"
Janice let out a scream, her back arching involuntarily. Shockingly, her expression—tongue out, body trembling midair—was nearly identical to Serlin's, the one currently enduring his torment.
"Ouch!… Aahhhh ♥ my pussy… Hurts."
"That's because your pussy is on a triangular wooden horse. Because of your weight, your pussy is being pressed down, so of course it's going to hurt."
Author Crown chuckled as he spoke, then stepped toward Serlin, unhooking her bondage and lowering her from the triangular horse.
She collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath, her body trembling from the overwhelming pain. But without a hint of mercy, Author Crown grabbed her by the hair and forced her to stand.
"Serlin… It's not over yet. The torture is only just beginning."
"Please…♥ Please… Stop♥"
"I always say this. Even if you tell me to stop in such a sweet and ecstatic tone, it will only turn me on. Do you understand?"
With that said, he made her sit down on her small chair. Before she sat down, Author Crown quietly examined the two dildos mounted on the bottom of her chair. The surface of the iron dildo was full of sharp thorns.
This was also one of the high-dimensional magic tools. The spines of this dildo do not cause any physical harm when they go in and out, but they can vividly convey the pain of having flesh ripped off.
Now, Serlin will sit on this chair and suffer terribly.
"Now, I'll tie you up nicely. Just sit here, stay still, and endure it. You understand, right?"
"Ugh♥… Ah♥… Don't do it♥"
When Janice heard Serlin's cries, her body trembled with intense fear, bracing for unbearable pain. However, in stark contrast, a twisted smile spread across her face, one filled with overwhelming pleasure. It was not the expression of the Serlin Janice had once known.
"Serlin…"
Janice stared at Serline in shock. She had always been a witch who lived quietly, isolated in her closet. Alongside Aina, she was one of the oldest members of the witch society, and now she was gasping in pleasure like a bitch.
What was even more terrifying was that the foreign emotions she appeared to be experiencing were flooding Janice's mind uncontrollably.
'I want to be abused.'
'I wish he would make me suffer more.'
'I hope Author Crown laughs happily while listening to my screams as the terrible torture and pain he inflicts upon me'
'I want you to be scolded, despised, and miserably abused.'
"Ugh!!!! What kind of magic did you cast on me?!" Janice shouted, shaking her head frantically. Author Crown burst into laughter at her words.
"Sensory transfer magic."
"Sense transfer? Even the emotions are being conveyed?! I've never heard of magic like this!"
"That's because my magic is a bit special. How is it? Sounds fantastic, doesn't it? Janice. Take a look below. Your pussy is so wet."
Janice looked down, her eyes widening in shock.
Her pussy juice was so thick that it drenched all over her thighs and dripped down. Her hard and cold expression breaks for the first time.
"Oh no… this… Hurry up and fix it! Break this spell!"
"Untie it yourself. As I said, this is not coercion. No matter how strong my magic gets, it can't compare to the witches who are masters of magic. If you wish, you can remove the spell at any time."
"Such magic! Not now!..."
Janice tried to break the spell, genuinely attempting to free herself.
The strange emotions flooding her mind were terrifying, as though her brain were being manipulated.
The moment she gathered her magical power to cast a counter-spell, the emotions of another witch slowly seeped into her consciousness.
Janice stopped casting and looked at her. Rio Crannell. Her own dark friend. She was slowly undressing.
Rio sneered at Janice as she did.
"Running away? Fine. Go quickly. That way, you won't be tied up and tortured. Leave now if you're going."
"Rio...??"
"This was just the beginning of something really amazing, but you only dipped your toes in and then were afraid of it. Stupid Janice. If you're going to leave, then leave quickly."
Rio's genuine mockery echoed in Janice's mind, her words fueling Janice's tears and rising anger.
She could endure everything else in the world, handling it calmly and with reason, maintaining a poker face. But there was one exception. The one person against whom she couldn't apply her reasoning was none other than Rio Crannell.
Janice gritted her teeth, the sound of her teeth grinding echoing violently throughout the room.
"...What's the point in leaving?! Get started already. Make me cum! And if there's any part of it I don't like, I'll get Author Crown!"
"You won't survive. I know. This is something I sacrificed half my life for. And let me assure you, just like I've enjoyed it until now, I think you'll enjoy these SM plays, Janice."
Serlin was securely strapped into the torture chair. Next up was Rio Crannell.
Author Crown tied her hands with rope and hung her from the ceiling. Rio's body, suspended on her tiptoes with her arms bound, created a completely curved figure.
"Rio. Are you ready?"
"... No. I'm scared."
"Really? Serlin seems to be handling it well. If she can endure it, so can you."
"Ah... Don't do that, Master. Please don't. I might just black out from the pain and pleasure."
"It's actually better if you keep awake. Because I'll keep waking you up. Now... then, where should we start? Is everyone ready?"
There was no answer. A round ball gag was placed in Serlin's mouth, silencing her, and at the same time, Author Crown fitted a ball gag into Rio's mouth, blocking her from speaking.
Looking at the three quiet witches, Author Crown burst into laughter.
"I'm going to start, whether you like it or not. Bitches!! Then, let's begin!"
For the first time, the torture chair that Serlin was sitting in began to operate. Moans simultaneously erupted from the mouths of the three witches, accompanied by an echoing sound.
Janice's eyes also widened.
She could feel her own pussy slowly opening in real time. She was feeling the sensation of something hard like a dildo, being forcibly dug into her pussy.
And her pussy, which had opened for a moment, soon began to convey to her the sensation of terrible pain.
"Grrr… Ahhhhh… ♥"
From both Serlin's and Rio's mouths, as well as Janice's, screams of pain echoed.
It would have been better to get it over with quickly, but it seemed like the dildos were intentionally trying to prolong the agony with the twisted aesthetics of slowness. The speed of the dildo's rise was surprisingly slow.
And every time the dildos went up at that slow speed, their pussywall inside the pussy that came in contact with the spines of the dildo was delivering pain that was literally beyond imagination.
They were experiencing terrible pain as if their entire pussy was being torn apart by thorns.
"Ahh!!! ♥ Aaahhh!! ♥ Stop!! ♥ It hurts!! ♥ It hurts!!!!!!! ♥"
Janice screamed, the pain so intense that tears streamed down her face. This horrible sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her entire life. She had thought she had endured every form of torture, but this was on a completely different level.
It was thanks to the high-level magic tool, but he couldn't reveal the truth.
"It hurts, doesn't it? Janice?"
"S-Stop… Stop it!"
"As I said, this is not coercion. If you want to quit, you can use your magic. But it's already too late."
"...What?"
The thorn dildo penetrated her womb with a jerk, and soon….
"It's time to CUM."
All at once…
In the blink of an eye, the dildo was removed out of their pussy.
The three witches' eyes widen at the violent speed of ejection.
"Grrrr♥….Aahhh♥…CUMMING♥♥"
Screams of both pain and pleasure began to echo loudly throughout the room.