Chapter 219 – Chapter 152 – Please Stay by My Sister’s Side

*All characters appearing are adults.
*This is a fictional story that is nothing but fiction. Never follow

‘No, don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it!’

Artro was imprisoned.
The moment Lilia gave her command, her spirit was imprisoned.
Trapped in a prison where there is nothing but darkness.
There was only one light that led out of the prison.
As an art that saw the outside world through the light,

“Chew, chuu, chuu, chuu, chuu!”

Fell into despair

“Hauuueup, whoueup, whoueup, heuuueup.”

Atro’s body, whose soul was imprisoned, is an empty shell. They are nothing but meat puppets that breathe.
Atro’s body, whose eyes have lost focus, is carrying out the master’s orders.

Mix yourself with the soldiers.
Mix and rejoice greatly. Rejoice.
No matter what humiliation you face, consider it all fun.
Dedicate yourselves with an unconditional happy heart.

Following the order given, Artro sucks his dick making obscene noises.
Like carefully licking candy, she licks her tongue.
While giggling like that, he took the cock glazed with saliva deep into his throat.
He didn’t make a single expression of pain because he was out of breath.
I couldn’t help but suck on her side cock with a face like a woman in love with red cheeks.

Of course, this is not the expression Artro wanted.

‘Get rid of that filthy thing, take it off!’

All because Lilia ordered it.
Atro’s body, which became a meat doll, was given orders, so Atro could suck his dick without resistance.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!”

Even when one of the soldiers grabbed him by the hips and shook him wildly, Artro didn’t feel distressed.
She didn’t scream as he pounded his thick, long cock with such force that it pierced the entrance to her womb.
He only puts on an expression that he wants you to harass him more, that he is at a loss for happiness.

‘Take it out now, take it out now! What if I do something wrong!’

Even when Atro pounded on the prison walls and shouted, the sound did not pass through the body.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!”

Only cultivating
No matter how the soldiers squeezed his pregnant belly, even when his two big breasts were roughly squeezed like watermelons, and even when he beat his ass until it turned red, Atro’s body did not raise an eyebrow.
I was so happy that I just screamed like crazy.
The soldiers who felt a sense of joy at the appearance of such a goddess shook her waist harder.

“Kuruk, kurrup, kurureuk!”

At the end of the beating, the soldiers ejaculated.
The thick semen that erupted from the tip of his cock filled Atro’s mouth and his vagina.
So much of it burst out that Atro’s nose also leaked semen.
Normally, his eyes would turn into the whites of his eyes and leave him fainting, but with the current art, it wasn’t.

“Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp…”

Enjoy Cum
Eat it while savoring it one by one.
Because such a command was also input, Atro’s body was able to eat all the dirty semen.
Even when her vagina was filled with semen, she did not scream.
I’m so happy that the corners of his lips are just hanging in my ears.

‘Huh, I’m not happy, I’m not happy!’

And the joy the body feels, the joy of being used as an instrument of sexual desire, the soul shares the same.
When the body is excited, the soul is equally excited.
When the body reaches its peak, the soul also reaches its peak.
No matter how much I denied it, I had no choice but to feel all the happy emotions my body felt through art.

The only thing left for Artro is to be swept away by the tidal wave until he goes crazy

‘No, no, no, I am not happy. It’s not fun!’

Cocks are delicious. Cum Is Delicious
Serving men is a real pleasure.
It’s not bad to live as a norigae every day.
Why hate it when you can do something so happy every day?
Isn’t it fun to live like this forever?

Those thoughts, thoughts that Artro always rejected, eroded Artro’s mind.
Even though his soul was corrupted, Atro had resisted negative thoughts to some extent, but he couldn’t do anything when his body and soul were separated like this.
There was nothing she could do but accept all the emotions that flowed one way.

“Aaaaa!”

Even when she screams in pain as she gives birth to a daughter,

“Whoop, whooooo!”

Even if you are raped by soldiers again right after giving birth,

“Whoa, whoo, whoo!”

Even if you get pregnant again

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha…”

Even if you have a full-term body again as an accelerator,

“Aaaaa!”

Even though she went through the pain of giving birth again, her body did not suffer.
Just happy and happy
Such emotions were conveyed to Artro’s soul.

“Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp…”

Even if you swallow semen from a beer cup every day,

“How-up, how-up, how-up…”

Even if you eat feed mixed with semen like a sauce,

“Howup, howeup, howeup, howeup!”

Even when you have to chug on semen to live trapped in a glass vat full of semen,

“Pureuk? Purr, purr, purr!”

Even if Lilia puts Atro’s head into a bucket full of semen, saying she won’t let go until she finishes eating,

“Whoops, whoops, whoops!”

Morning and evening, Lilia mercilessly poked her cunt with her fingers and caressed her breasts.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, huh?”

Even if you have to express milk with the milker attached to her breast all day,

“Ahhhhh!”

Even when Lilia was forced to sit on the triangular pillar chair and was trained by her,

“Ehehe, Ehehe, Ehehehe…”

Atro’s body did not suffer.
Rather, I was delighted.
Always had a happy face.
The desire to do it for the rest of her life filled her face.

‘I hate it, I hate it no more, I hate it no more…’

All those emotions flowed into Atro’s soul.
All of them were engraved in Atro’s soul.
It was meaningless even if Atro beat the wall and complained to the body not to do it, not to be happy.
There was no way to escape the forced orders.

“Huh, uhhh…”

To think that she, as a goddess, was only brainwashed.
She couldn’t resist the brainwashing and she became her puppet.
She’s so helpless she’s bound to fall into hell.
As time passed, Artro gradually fell into a sense of helplessness.
I began to adapt to the reality that I could no longer find hope.

The goddess who had lived for eons of time began to crumble both physically and mentally from the humiliation she had suffered for only six days.

Ultimately, art

“Surrender, I will surrender.”

She bowed her head.

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“I will not rebel again. I will obey. I will obey you unconditionally.”

Atro apologized to Lillia as she fell on her knees in her naked body.

“I will do a good job in the future. I will sleep well. I will eat well without throwing up semen. She won’t yell at you for having children.”

He apologized to Lilia, who had looked down on her as an insignificant until now, using her honorifics.

“So, please don’t give me orders like that. Please.”

Pouring out all her tears and runny nose, Artro begged.
The goddess she had struggled to resist until just a few days ago finally succumbed to her fallen champion.

“Raise your head, Artro.”

At Lilia’s command, Atro raised her head.

“That’s a really nice expression. I wanted to see a face like this.”

Despair.
Only despair remained on Atro’s face.
Seeing the goddess terrified of what might happen to her, Lilia felt an unforgivable pleasure.

Now how do I eat this goddess? How will she eat so she can have her as her pet for the rest of her life?
Lillia’s mouth was full of saliva.

“Since you said you would be on my side, now you know why Minerva is on our side?”
“No, I have no idea.”

At Lilia’s question, Atro shook her head.

“You don’t know? Even after that?”
“Yeah, why is your sister a little water… No, I have no idea why she sided with Lilia-sama, or why she values ​​them.”
“…”
“But, it doesn’t matter anymore.”

I still can’t understand
I don’t understand why my sister took the side of the little things.
But one thing I can say for sure.

“I want to be with her sister. I want only that.”

Minerva wants to be with her sister.
She never wants to be separated from her sister again.
She never wants to be abandoned by her sister again.
Artro, whose pride was torn to pieces and left with nothing, was all he wanted.
The only hope left for the enslaved goddess Atro was that.

Artro watched with earnest eyes, hoping that Lilia would not abandon her hope and that her sister would not abandon her coldly.

Seeing those eyes, Lilia spontaneously smiled.

She said, ‘She was determined to kill me before.’

After having fun with Atro’s body, Lilia gave Atro her freedom.
Every evening she gave her freedom to return to her own body.
Her free time is only one minute.
After a minute, Artro returned to the doll.

One reason for giving her freedom.
She wants to hear Atro’s words of surrender.

‘You son of a bitch! Put me back right now Give it back!’

At first, she was an Arturo who rushed to kill herself, but

‘This is wrong, this is wrong. It’s wrong to treat a goddess like this! Please stop!’

At one point, she began to cry and complain,

‘Stop it, let’s stop it. That’s enough, huh? Please, stop, stop, stop…’

She began to plead, clinging to the crotch of her trousers,

‘Ha, I will surrender. No, I will surrender. I will surrender! So, so!’

In the end, she admitted defeat.
She acknowledged the reality that goddesses have no choice but to become slaves to small things.
The arrogant goddess turned into Lillia’s pet.

“Minerva, do you have anything to say when her brother begs you so much?”

Looking at Minerva, the black-haired goddess standing next to her, Lilia asked.
She, like Lilia, was wearing a black uniform.

“…”

Minerva said nothing.
Without saying a word, she stepped in front of Artro.
Kneeling on her knees, she sat in front of the artro.

She then hugged her brother in her arms.
Artro was taken aback for a moment.

“Uh, sister?”
“Honestly, I didn’t expect it. No matter what you say, you won’t understand.”
“Sister…”
“Still, I think it’s fortunate that I only wanted to follow you.”

Other than themselves, everyone else is insignificant.
It is not a companion to live with.
The only companions are sisters who were born together.
It is a strange thing to cherish small things.

That is the mindset of goddesses.
No one except Minerva escaped that way of thinking.

Artro is one of the goddesses embedded in that mindset.
Minerva’s persuasion is nothing but bullshit unless she has the will to break out of that rut herself.

“You won’t regret what you said, right?”

So let’s break it.
Let’s break it down and put it back together again.
Let’s make him a younger brother who values ​​insignificant creatures like himself.

“Then you should follow my advice, okay? You can’t think nonsense.”

It would be possible with the now thoroughly broken art.
For the sake of what is precious, take the side of evil.
Minerva believed she could make it like herself.

“Yes yes! I won’t betray you. So please don’t abandon me!”

She used to be an artro who shouted that her sister had betrayed the heavens, but now she says she’s a traitor.
In this state, Minerva will be able to reassemble in the desired direction.

“Hey, artro. Since you surrendered, can you answer this question?”

Lilia looked at Atro and asked a question.

“The passage to the heavenly realm. If you know anything, blow everything. Right now.”

Find the passage to the heavenly realm.
Right now, Eris’ sister is teaching her goddess, Dike, to tell her where the passage is.
But Dicke still keeps her mouth shut.
The number of lower-ranking goddesses who have surrendered continues to increase, but they do not know if there is a passage, she says.

Maybe artro knows?
A goddess of the same caste as Artododike, so maybe she didn’t hear something?

“I know.”

As Lilia expected, Artro knew.

“But it is useless. You won’t be able to open it even if you look for it.”
“You can’t open it. What are you talking about?”
“It’s all closed.”
“Closed, what…”
“That’s exactly what it says.”

At what Atro said next, Lilia and Minerva’s eyes widened.

“Dike unnie did that. Tell Thetis to close all passages to the ground if she fails. So there is no point in looking for it.”