Chapter 56 – 18. Onahole Unit 2 Under Manufacture (3)

“Stop, please stop… Please… “
“You want me to stop?”

Is it this good?
Gluck! Gluck! Gluck!

“Ugh, uh, uh!”

Every time the cock of the two-handed sword squirmed and scattered semen, the witch’s expression distorted and sobbed. Thanks to the reagent of truth, her reaction, which can only show sincere reactions, was very satisfactory. It seems that he has finally succeeded in letting go of everything.

“It hurts so much… Please stop… “
“Why should I quit?”
“I don’t know… I’ll do whatever you ask… Please stop.”

Unit 2 knelt down towards the savage and prayed with both hands together. The scenery of bowing naked while covered in semen satisfied the sense of conquest. The savage wiped her semen-stained lips with a tissue and kissed her deeply.

“Love you.”
“Love… What?”

Response in disbelief.
It is proof that the past has not been forgotten.

“From now on, all you have to do is follow my orders.”
“… Doesn’t that hurt?”
“No. It’ll still be fucking painful.”

The savage giggled and laughed.
Unit 2 shuddered with fear.

“But I’ll hurt you less.”
“Does it hurt more or less?”
“Huh. Because you can’t eat every day. After the teaching assistant is over, you should fuck another bitch.”

The witch’s purple eyes were shaken.
If it could hurt a little less, if it would hurt a little less.
That is his hero, his prince, and his savior.

“Thanks… Do.”
“There is something else to keep in mind.”

When the savage snapped his fingers, the status window popped up.
The witch is out of her mind, not stupid or lost her memory.
Of course, the psychological damage is so severe right now that I can’t even judge properly.
As the video on the status window came to mind, the witch’s eyes shook again.

Himself in the video.
To the savage

He was angry with his master.
I shouldn’t be there
If you do that, you’ll get scolded…

“From now on, straighten up the hierarchy. You stone-headed savage bastard.”
“Ah, I see!”
“Who is the chief?”
“It’s the mistress!”
“Lady?”
“If you’re a witch, aren’t you a madam?”
“Fuck. It’s a stone-headed baby. This.”

The Black Witch smiled triumphantly as she trampled the savage’s face with her shoe. Savage-sama frowned. Okay. From that moment on, the master planned revenge. The proud and dignified woman in the video was clearly herself. It’s a completely different look and attitude from the current self, but it’s a clear self. Looking back on my memory, there was definitely a time when I was like that.

I realized that that was my true self, Lustenant the Black Witch.
At the same time, I was also aware that such an attitude had driven me to ruin.
In the midst of fierce confrontation between the two selves.

Took.
Took.

Savage-sama’s cock slapped the cheek.
He casts a stern gaze.

“Hey.”
“Yes yes.”
“Who the hell are you?”

Lucia feels it.
Now is the time to decide who you are.
Once a decision is made, it is an irreversible time.

The master was very angry.
You’ve been angry with me for a very long time.
That’s why I was so upset.

… No. I am the great witch Lustenant.
A witch who will change the world, a woman who will become the youngest archmage.

“Open up your pussy.”
“… “

Match!
Lucia falls to the floor!
Her legs were full of semen.

“Kyaaaaah!”
“Open your pussy. Dog twins.”

No.
I want to say.
But the mouth doesn’t close.

“Right. Has the effect expired after 48 hours? Pension boy!”
“Yes! Master!”

The pension boy, who had been eating magical girls of the same age without hesitation, stopped biting at her and ran quickly. She also didn’t forget the sense of covering her dangling cock with a towel so as not to show it.

“The effect of the potion is over. Give it back.”
“A pill of confession. Two pills of stimulant. Is that right?”
“No. Give me three pills this time.”

The savage grinned.

“It seems like you haven’t been educated yet, so fuck it up.”
“Now, wait a minute!”

Lucia involuntarily threw up her hand to block it.
Savage and her pension boy look down at her as she grins.

“I remembered who I was.”

Hate.
I hate it so much.

I hate taking pills and being eaten…
The owner’s house is worth living, but…
I can’t stand it in a state where my senses are sensitive…

You have to listen to what the master wants.
Only then can she live safely on her own.

‘You idiot. It’s not safe living in a savage house.’

The ego of the disappearing Black Witch speaks.
However, Unit 2’s ego shakes her head.

‘We’re girls.’
‘So what?’
‘Women are originally a fucking house.’
‘Fuck. What bullshit is that?’
‘It’s time to admit it. We were born to serve our master.’
‘Fuck. Hundreds of men begged to sleep with us. What bullshit?’

Rustenand of the past says.
The arrogant, skilled, and talented wizard says.

‘No.’

The current Rustenand answers.
A frightened, cowering, terrified bitch answers.

‘Our past doesn’t matter.’
‘… You really are crazy.’
‘In a crazy world, sane bitches are crazy.’
‘… ‘
‘Say it. Who can save us but Master?’
‘This crazy… Is this me?’

The human mind is the ego.
The self comes from memories and experiences.

The witch’s experience recently was that she was used as an ona alone.
Although the time he was captured by the savages was only one month.
The memory of one month was overwhelming the memory of 40 years.
The barbarian literally hacked Lucia’s soul to pieces. In 1 month.

‘Tell me. It’s me in the past Who can save us?’
‘Wait patiently. If you do, the opportunity will come someday.’
‘When will I get that chance!’
‘… ‘

Even my past self can’t answer.
The situation is so bleak.

No friends, no allies, no organization to belong to.
We should have created a community like that when the going was good.
If only I could get out of here, I would start a new life.

‘Don’t get me wrong. A new life is our master.’
‘… What kind of creative bullshit is that?’
‘Our master is strong.’

I can’t even deny my past self

‘Not very strong. To the extent that even Carmiel was defeated.’
‘So, are you going to give up your freedom and become the slave of the strong?’
‘Besides, he’s attractive.’

The present self persuades.

‘He is the strongest and most powerful man in the world. He’s good at night too.’
‘Fuck… I never thought I would fall into Stockholm Syndrome… ‘
‘Honestly, we had a rape fantasy.’

Strong females have two romances.
One is to dominate the men.
The other is being dominated by men.

‘You crazy bitch. This isn’t a rape fantasy, it’s just rape.’
‘If we accept the love of a barbarian, it becomes a rape fantasy.’
‘Fuck. I’ll see all the crazy bitches.’

The witch of the past sighs for the land to disappear.
Jjoda, an idiot, and a steamed-up person think like this.

However, the witch of the past is a memory that is gradually fading.
Because all memories are overwritten with new memories.

‘… So you really want to give up your freedom?’
‘We never had freedom. It’s got a pussy.’
‘Cee hair. The real you!’

Memories collide

‘Coexistence will be difficult. Just die.’

The witch of the past creates a huge fireball.
However, the current witch doesn’t answer and just laughs.

“It’s Unit 2.”

From outside the world of witches, the stern voice of a savage is heard.
The world of witches whose egos were split in two splits.

“Do you want to be a public toilet?”

The savage’s ultimatum.

With that, the witch of the past disappears.
Because she had no choice but to accept the decision she made.

What has to disappear is the past self.
To avoid the worst, that’s for the best.

The brain, which even calculates the movement of the celestial body through mental arithmetic, has already reviewed thousands of possibilities. But no possibility, not even death, allows one to escape the grip of the savage. Then, the only path to be taken is adaptation.

Adapt.
Obey

The power of the savage is like the law of the universe.

Just as a person who wants to use magic cannot become a wizard by ignoring the laws of the universe.
Anyone born as a bitch, unless he obeys the savage’s decree, will fall into eternal hell.

This is an obvious truth.
This is the only option.
This is the only future.

“… Help me.”
“Quack. If you make it public, you will never kill it because it is a special toilet. If it dies, it resurrects it.”
“Please let me live sanely… “
“Okay?”

The savage smiled contentedly.

“Then let me ask you one last time.”
“Yes. Master.”
“Who are you?”

The Black Witch puts her hands neatly together on her navel.
Polite manners were evident in each and every one of her gestures.
She knelt down and looked up at the savage’s phallus.
She opens her mouth and speaks in her oriole voice.

“I am Ona ​​Hall Unit 2.”

Wash away the past
Change the parents who gave birth to you.
Change the teacher who taught you.
Change the world you understand yourself.

Parents. Teacher. World.
Synonyms are master.
The master is a savage.

“What is your name?”
“I have no name.”

The savage frowns.
The witch smiled brightly.
With a smile that looks sad somewhere.

“My name is what you call me.”

The savage then smiles.
Then, she herself smiles brightly.

Something sad
She felt like she had lost something she shouldn’t have lost.
Her own memories, her own past, seemed like strangers.

‘Still, I’m happy.’

Because I am the second unit of the savage!