Chapter 391 – Episode 391 – There Is Nothing You Can Do to Prove Your Loyalty

Who is Isme?

Arba, the phantom thief, is Tigone’s only younger sister, and is now a slave to the great evil Grid.

Arwen first met her on the island of Ramid, and stayed with her until she arrived at the Siren Island.

While they were together, Arwen learned who Isme was.

And, she also learned that she was afraid of what Grid would do to her.

-I’m scared. I’m afraid of what that devil will do.

Isme had already heard something.

All women captured by the Great Devil become livestock.

She says she has forgotten who she is and that she is only a sow for the devil.
She becomes non-human and will live as a slave to the devil forever.
Isme heard that no one had ever fought against the Great Demon and returned alive, and that all of them had ended up becoming sows.

So she was afraid.

She was afraid that she too would become livestock.
I’m afraid she’ll become a domestic animal and not recognize her sister.
Isme was afraid that she would become non-human and eat her sister.

-At times like this, it would have been nice if she had had an older sister…

The person who helped her during these difficult times was her older sister, Tigone.
If Tigone was by her side, Isme could overcome no matter how difficult the ordeal was.

However, she does not have her older sister now. Her older sister was taken to Fox Island. She is all alone

Will she be able to withstand the devil’s tricks alone? Isme was scared by the fact that she could not rely on anyone and that her future was uncertain even if she went out on her own,

Arwen comforted Isme.

Is it because she is also a victim of being manipulated by the devil? She even thought that she wanted to take care of herself in many ways.
Although she couldn’t protect her sister, her mother, the residents, the soldiers, and even her lieutenant, Domiel, she wanted to protect Arwen at least as much as Isme.

-Train Isme.

A terrible order was given to her.

-Show me proof that you gave in. Train Isme. Train her and break it down. With your own hands.

Corrupt Isme, who had been with you for a while.

Break her mind completely. Make her a domestic animal who swears loyalty only to you.
Her own enemy, no, now her master, Grid, commanded.
As proof of her abandonment of revenge, she forced herself to destroy with her own hands the existence she once cherished.

Of course, the answer is to refuse this.

She must shout that no matter what happens, she will not corrupt Isme.
How could he throw a woman in the same situation as himself into the abyss?

Rather than doing something like that, I would rather fight you!

Arwen should have shouted like that and thrown the vial at the devil.

She should have shouted that she had not yet given in and that the fight was not yet over.

Should I do that, but Arwen couldn’t do it.

-You probably already know this. What is the answer? You just look away and say you don’t know.

Because I realized what the devil said.

No matter how much she resists, she can’t even make a scratch on the devil. Rather, you will only suffer retaliation.

They are only more severely raped, have more repeated pregnancies and childbirths, and have their breast milk exploited more severely.

No matter what you do, nothing comes back. There is no victory that only hurts. There is no development that says all that is left is pride.

It’s just that everything is taken away.

If she says not to do it, she will only have herself taken away again, and even if she doesn’t do it, Isme will eventually fall to the devil. Just like she did with the people she cherished.

That is reality, that is truth, that is destiny.

There is no way to resist fate.

Then, if it is destined to end that way,

Wouldn’t it be better to finish it with your own hands?

“Purp, purr, purr, purr!”

Having come to that conclusion, Arwen was now teaching Isme.

“Purup, pruning, pruning, pruning!”

The teaching location is Arwen’s room.

Arwen bound Isme to the bed in her own room.
Her limbs were spread out in an X shape, and ropes connected the limbs to the pillars at each corner of the bed.
She tied it tightly so that it could not escape on its own.
Arwen gave her medicine to Isme, who was bound without a single trace of clothing.
This is the miracle drug that Grid gave us that turns humans like bison just by taking it.

“It’s done.”

After confirming that her vial was empty, Arwen removed the vial from Ismae’s mouth. She threw the empty bottle on the floor. The vial continued to roll but stopped in the middle.

“Huh, oh, oh… Uh, why…”

Isme, who could hardly understand this situation, asked.

“Arwen, why are you doing this?”

“…”

“Why do you hate the grid more than anyone else?”

It was Ismae, who had been captured by Arwen’s older sister, Cardian, and her mother, Glandy.
Isume was being toyed with while being hugged by those two people.

Her breasts were toyed with by Glandy, and her crotch was toyed with by Cardian.
After being toyed with like that, Isme fainted.

Later, when Isme opened her eyes, she found herself locked in Arwen’s room, lying on the bed, her limbs bound. And then Arwen came into the room and gave him a strange drug. The reason she did this was to plunge herself into the abyss.

Why do those words come out of Arwen’s mouth?

Could it be that she was threatened by Grid? Is that why it’s like this?

Isme expected that, but the answer she received was unexpected.

“Yes, I hated it. But not anymore.”

“No?”

“Now that I know it’s no use.”

“Huh?”

As she said that, Arwen grabbed Isme’s chest with both of her hands.

Her breasts were like washboards, except that her nipples were sticking out. Arwen massaged those breasts. She massaged it gently as if she was comforting a baby.

While kneading like that, changes began to appear in Isme’s breasts.

“Hey, are her breasts getting bigger?”

Her chest, which was once flat, begins to gain weight.
An apricot-colored hill made of soft fat mass begins to form.

The hill grew larger and more and more saggy.

Her older sister Tigo has become more than just a weapon.

Isme’s breasts, which had been her iron plate, had grown beyond the scope.

And, it didn’t end with just growing.

“Huh?”

As Arwen clutched her breasts a little harder,

“Mo, breast milk? Why breast milk…”

Breast milk burst out from Isme’s chest. The breast milk that burst out wetted Arwen’s palms as she held her breasts. Isme thought she was mistaken when she saw breast milk coming out of her breast, but the smell of her milk tickling her nose made her realize that she was not mistaken.

“The medicine I gave you earlier is said to be the medicine used by the bison tribe.”

Arwen took her hand away.
She lapped her breast milk on her palm with her tongue.

“I heard that it is a medicine that increases breasts so that breast milk can be released better. If humans use this, they can pump breast milk for the rest of their lives.”

“Seo, no way…”

Now Isme finally remembered.

-It’s a medicine that enlarges the breasts. Just like me.

Kau, the head of the Bison tribe, showed it.

A drug that increases breast size just like theirs.

It is said that they could not give it to them because they did not have permission from the owner at that time.

Arwen is now using that medicine.

“Why, why that drug… Why…”

“Isn’t this what you want too?”

Arwen asked back.

“I think you would like to have big breasts like your sister.”

“Well, that’s… So…”

“You’re not denying it?”

“Huh?”

Arwen grabbed Isme’s chest again. She grabbed hold of it and started shaking it back and forth. Isme let out her moans as her breasts were pulled to and fro.

“It’s just as you said, master. You won’t hate it if you eat it. If you use this, you can take over.”

“Master?”

Did you call Grid master? Why?

Isme was shocked when words that should not have come out of Arwen’s mouth came out.

“Why do you call Grid your master? That man is your…”

“He was an enemy.”

“Ugh!”

Put more pressure on her hands. As I give her strength, the shape of her breasts becomes distorted. As it becomes distorted, milk also leaks out. Arwen repeated her squeezing and squeezing, and Isme’s face grew redder. Moisture rose between her crotches.

“But not anymore. I surrendered. I decided to take you as my master along with my sister and mother.”

“Why such a decision…”

“I realized it.”

“Huh? That, stop, stop!”

Knead roughly as if kneading flour. Press firmly. Continue until the apricot-colored hill turns into a white hill due to the leaked breast milk. As Arwen pushed harder, Isme became overcome with emotions that made it difficult for her to tolerate them. If she continued, she felt like something was going to explode.

Still, Arwen did not stop.

“Resistance anymore is meaningless. There is no return if you try. The only person waiting is the master.”

“Hukii profit?”

“I realized it too late. That’s why I call him master.”

After her continued massaging of her breasts, Isme went away. A fountain burst from between her crotches. The bursting fountain drew a map on the bed.

“Haa, haa, haa, haa…”

Isme reached her climax and was breathing heavily.

“And I hope you realize, too, that resistance is meaningless.”

“Ah, Mr. Arwen.”

“If possible, I want to finish today.”

Saying that, Arwen lowered her skirt. She then attached the tentacle she brought between her crotches. A tall pillar of meat soaked in Advent’s semen was created in Arwen.

Arwen aimed the end of the pillar at Isme.

“You know, too. Even if you resist, nothing comes back. Her older sister is also suffering, so what can you do as a younger sister?”

“Ah, Mr. Arwen. Please clean up the hideous thing. If you even did that!”

I’m dying!

Isme was shocked by Arwen’s attitude toward raping her.
Are you complaining not to do it?

“No, I will.”

“Huh?”

Arwen put it away. She started pounding. She fucked just as hard as the demon who had raped her. Isme let out her moans every time he fucked her.

“I already promised my master that I would do it. I will show my loyalty by showing you how I defeated you.”

“Hauuu, haoooook, hoooook? Chu, loyalty?”

“Yes, Isume.”

As she fucked him, Arwen laid down his body. Two large pairs of watermelon chunks were interlocked. Arwen laid down until she was a flat dumpling and looked at Isme.

“Ah…”

Isme froze for a moment in her empty eyes.

“Surrender.”

Arwen answered.

“Don’t suffer to death like me, but surrender. If you surrender, the master will definitely let you meet her sister. I won’t kill you, so don’t be stubborn.”

“Ah, Mr. Arwen. I…”

“I hope I don’t miss out on tonight.”

“I, I mean… Haeuuuuu!”

Afterward, Arwen raped Isme until the sun rose.

They raped Isme until her stomach was swollen beyond full term and her entire body was covered in semen.

After being raped like that,

“Ehe, ehehe… I surrender, I surrender!”

Successfully obtained Isme’s surrender.