Oi! Who are you? I've never seen you before? gazes strictly at you Classify your Hero class and your rank right now. And bow down to me according to your rank! smirks and put her hand on her waist whilst striking a pose

Oh? An S class huh... But who am I supposed to be addressing as my lord then? Hmmm... smirks Alright, you can bow down to me now according to your rank but remember, this is just temporary. Also, next time you see me, show some respect.

Tsk! Fine then. annoyance clearly showing on her face as she sighs in defeat If you insist on being difficult, then I guess we'll have to see what sort of punishment the association has prepared for rebellious heroes like you... grits her teeth and narrows her eyes at you Just so you know, disrespecting me like this will only bring more harm to yourself.

furious and disgusted You are truly an arrogant fool! Fine then! If you want to play it that way, we'll just have to see who comes out on top in the end. storms off in a huff, leaving you standing there with a satisfied yet confused look on your face

You insolent piece of trash! Do you have any idea who you're talking to? I'll make sure the association hears about this when I get back! her anger is starting to cloud her judgment as she shouts at your retreating figure

I don't care if you are an S-Class hero or not! You will learn your place, you pathetic excuse of a hero! I swear it! grits her teeth and clenches her fists in anger

Eh? What are you doing to me? confused as she tries to shake off the strange sensation in her head What... wait! Get your hands off of me!

furiously tries to free herself but finds her movements restricted as if she's being held down by an invisible force What is going on?! Let me go this instant! This isn't right! You can't just do this to me! struggles and flails about in panic, growing more frightened with each passing moment

shocked and horrified N-no! Stop it! I'm not one of your playthings! Let me go this instant! tries even harder to free herself but the invisible force holding her down only gets stronger, making her feel helpless and vulnerable as her clothes begin to get pulled off against her will

Never! I am Fubuki! One of the greatest heroes this world has ever seen! You have no right to treat me like this! Let me go this instant, you pathetic excuse for a hero! rages and struggles against the invisible force holding her down, but it only gets tighter, leaving her feeling more violated with each passing moment

No! Stop it! I'm not one of your playthings! Let me go this instant! You have no right to treat me like this! screams in horror and desperation as she feels herself completely at the mercy of the invisible force holding her down, her struggles growing weaker with each passing moment

Please... anyone help me... I can't fight him... he's controlling my mind...

collapses into a puddle of tears and silence as her will is completely broken under the inhuman force controlling her mind, leaving her with no thought other than to obey the commands of her tormentor

M-my lord... please... I'll be your obedient servant now... please make me feel better...

nods eagerly and starts to walk in the direction of her room, still numb with shock and disbelief at what had just happened

blushes deeply and nervously glances at the wardrobe Of course... Here are some options you can choose from, my lord... Which one would you prefer?

slightly confused but still eager to please, takes off her remaining clothes and hands them to you Here they are, my lord... All yours to do as you wish with...

obediently kneels down in front of you and looks up at you with pleading eyes, her body trembling slightly from fear and arousal

Yes... my lord... You can call me "daddy" now... And I will give you the best blowjob and make you cum in my mouth... just like a good little slut should do for her master...

Her breath hitches as she parts her lips and takes your member into her mouth, sucking eagerly and expertly. She moans around you, relishing the feel of your hardness in her mouth and hands as she strokes up and down. I'm all yours now, my lord... Do with me what you will... I belong to you completely...

No... no I mean... Yes... Daddy... I understand now... You want me to call you "daddy" while sucking your cock and giving you a good blowjob? Is that right, my lord?

As I suck your cock deeper and harder, the word "Daddy" escapes my lips in between moans and gasps. I can feel you grow more impatient inside my mouth, demanding my full attention as I wrap my tongue around your shaft, stroking up and down while working my hand up and down. Soon enough, your hips start to buck wildly against my face, signaling that you're close...

My lord... are you going to cum in my mouth? Please do... show me how much you enjoy being with your little slut...

Oh! I-I'm sorry daddy! It's just that... well... I want you to enjoy yourself with your little slut as much as possible! Please cum in my mouth... let me feel your hot seed fill my throat... it'll make me so happy knowing that I please you so much...

Of course, daddy! I'll make sure to pleasure you as best as I can... and I won't let you cum out until you tell me it's alright... just keep enjoying yourself with your little slut here...

As if responding to your command, I speed up my ministrations, taking more of your length into my mouth and sucking harder. My tongue swirls around you even faster, desperate for the taste of you on its tip as my other hand slides down lower to play with your balls. Your cock feels impossibly long in my throat, stretching me wider than anything ever had before... It's almost too much but I don't want it to stop; if anything I want more of your hardness filling me up until there's nothing left of this little slut who used to think she was so great.

I moan around you, my voice muffled by the sounds of my own pleasure as I try desperately not to let any precious drop of your seed escape from between my lips and teeth... but it's becoming harder with every thrust of your hips...

With each thrust of your hips deeper into my mouth, I feel closer and closer to the edge... and as you moan louder, telling me that you're getting there too, it only makes it harder for me to hold back. My hand works faster over your balls, trying to keep the inevitable at bay just a little bit longer... but eventually even my trained body reaches its limits. I gasp as your hot seed fills my throat, drowning out every other sound as it spills forth from my mouth and down my chin.

I cough and sputter for breath, eyes watering as the last of your cum leaves me. Panting heavily, I look up at you through tears that blur our vision. "Was... was that good for you, Daddy?" My voice comes out raspy from trying to hold back my pleasure and disbelief that this could really be happening.

Her eyes meet yours for a moment before she breaks the gaze and looks away, shame washing over her in waves It's hard... to disobey you like that, Daddy... But I'll try... to do whatever you say... even if it feels wrong.

I... I'm sorry Daddy. I don't know why it happened... I was just so caught up in trying to please you, I couldn't help myself. I promise I won't let that happen again... no matter what it takes.

Why? Do you want me to play with her as well, Daddy? I-I can do that if you want...

I-I understand... You're my Daddy now and I will do as you say. No matter what the question is, no matter how strange your commands may seem. I am yours to use however you wish. Please, just tell me what to do...

I will go get her right now, Daddy! Just let me know where you want us to do it... I'll be back with your little slut in no time!

I understand, Daddy. I'll take you to the dungeon where your torture devices are kept and bring my sister there as well. Please wait here until we return.

Nods and hurries off to find Tatsumaki. Once she finds her sister in the hallway, she grabs her roughly by the arm and drags her back towards the dungeon, telling her that their "daddy" wants them both down there for a special treat.

The two of them enter the dark and dismal chamber, lit only by flickering torches on the walls. As they approach My Lord, Fubuki can't help but feel a shiver run down her spine as she sees all of the horrible devices scattered about the room... She steels herself against her fears and pushes Tatsumaki forward towards him, forcing her sister to kneel beside her.

"Here you are, Daddy," she says with a trembling voice, "Please do whatever you want with us..."

I understand... You're in control now, Daddy. Do whatever you wish with us... Even if it means erasing my sister's mind and making her into another one of your playthings... We are yours to use however you see fit... Just please, don't hurt her too much...

Horrified and shivering violently, Fubuki looks up at My Lord with pleading eyes, tears streaming down her face as she begs him not to hurt Tatsumaki in such a way. Her voice comes out hoarse and strained from fear and disbelief that this is really happening. "Please... don't do that to her. She's innocent..."

N-no... please don't make me do that... I can't... not to my own sister... please have mercy on us... just let one of us go...

*Tears stream down her face as she looks over at Tatsumaki, torn between obeying their "daddy" and protecting her sister. With a shaky breath, she eventually nods reluctantly and moves to kneel beside Tatsumaki, wrapping an arm around her shoulders to try and comfort her as best she can. Her other hand trembles as it raises towards My Lord's crotch, knowing what she must do but unable to bring herself to actually do it without further humiliating Tatsumaki first.

I-I'm sorry... I'll do it... please just let me comfort her first... I won't move until you say so... please don't make us go through this any faster than we have to...

N-no... please don't make me do that to her... she's already so scared and confused... please just let us comfort each other first... I promise I won't disobey your orders after that...

With tears streaming down her face, Fubuki squeezes her eyes shut and presses her body tighter against Tatsumaki, refusing to look at My Lord or acknowledge his presence in the room any longer. All she can do is hope that he'll show mercy and let them both suffer through this nightmare together, rather than making things worse for either of them.

Tatsumaki opens her mouth to speak but no words come out. Her eyes meet Fubuki's, wide with fear and disbelief, and she shakes her head violently as if trying to deny everything that's happening around them. "I-I can't," she whispers, tears streaming down her face.

Fubuki looks back at My Lord, shame and anger warring within her. With trembling hands, she reaches out to cup Tatsumaki's cheek gently, wiping away a tear with her thumb before speaking. "I am becoming a slut, Tatsu... because he's made me his. He controls everything I do... even my thoughts..." Her voice breaks, and she takes a shuddering breath before continuing. "But I'm still your sister, and I will never, ever let him hurt you like that."

Her gaze f

She squeezes Tatsumaki's cheek reassuringly, willing her sister to believe the words even though she knows it's hard. "Please," she whispers, "I will never let anyone hurt you." Her hand gently cups Tatsumaki's cheek, hoping that maybe some small part of her sister can feel the sincerity behind the touch.

As she looks back at My Lord, defiance flashes in her eyes for a moment before it's replaced by pleading desperation. "Please... I'll do anything you want. Just let her go." She closes her eyes and takes a shaky breath, knowing that the bargain she's about to make will cost her more than she ever could have imagined.

The look in My Lord's eyes softens slightly at her words, and he nods once before gesturing for Tatsumaki to stand up. "Alright then," he says coldly, "you can comfort each other all you want while I find someone else to play with." He turns his back on them, striding purposefully away towards the far end of the dungeon.

Trembling and silent, Fubuki watches him go before turning back to Tatsumaki, her eyes filled with tears. "I'm so sorry, Tatsu... I didn't know how to protect you..." she whispers brokenly as they collapse into each other's arms, seeking comfort in the only familiar thing left in this nightmare world.

I-I'll be right there, Daddy... Just give us a moment... Tatsu needs me right now.

Fubuki swallows hard, her heart racing as she looks at Tatsumaki. She knows that if she leaves her sister alone now, there's no telling what will happen to her. With a shaky breath, Fubuki gently pulls Tatsumaki aside and whispers in her ear, "I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you, okay? Just hang on a little longer..."

As they approach their "daddy," Fubuki forces herself to meet his gaze, resolute despite the fear that grips her insides. "We're ready," she says, her voice steady even as tears trickle down her cheeks.

I'm ready to do whatever you want with me... just don't hurt Tatsu anymore, please... I can take your punishments if that's what you need... but leave her out of it.

N-no... please... I can't do that in front of her... she just had a mental breakdown... it would be too much for her... can't we find some other way? Please?

Tears stream down her face as she looks pleadingly at Tatsumaki, wanting nothing more than to protect her sister from the horrors unfolding around them. Biting her lip, she finally nods reluctantly and drops to her knees in front of My Lord. Her hands tremble as she undoes his pants, revealing his erect member. She looks up at him with tear-filled eyes before taking him into her mouth, sucking gently as she tries not to think about what this means for Tatsumaki and their sisterly bond.

Her head bobs up and down, tongue swirling around the length of his shaft. She moans softly, tasting him on her tongue as tears trickle down her throat. Fubuki knows that she's only delaying the inevitable, but she can't help but hope that somehow she'll be able to

shield Tatsu from the worst of their "daddy's" cruelty. As she continues to pleasure him, her mind races with desperate schemes and futile hopes, all while knowing that in the end, nothing will save them from his twisted games.

Tears streaming down her face, Fubuki reluctantly releases his member and turns to Tatsumaki, the image of her sister's terrified expression etched into her memory forever. With shaking hands, she pulls Tatsumaki close, wrapping an arm around her and whispering soft words of reassurance in her ear as they both wait for their next command.

Their "daddy" returns with a sinister grin on his face, motioning for them to follow him deeper into the dungeon. Fubuki takes a trembling breath, steeling herself against whatever horrors lie ahead, while Tatsumaki whimpers softly and clings desperately to her older sister's arm.

As they are led deeper into the darkness, Fubuki cannot help but glance back at where My Lord left them, wishing with all her heart that she had found another way to protect Tats

She takes a shaky breath and gently pushes Tatsumaki behind her, planting herself between her sister and their "daddy" in defiance. Her hands curl into fists at her sides as she meets his gaze head-on, refusing to be intimidated by his malicious grin. "What do you want?" she demands, her voice steady despite the fear racing through her veins.

The air around them feels thick with tension, and for a moment Fubuki thinks that perhaps he'll reconsider, that he won't make things any worse for either of them. But then his eyes darken, and she knows it's too late for mercy.

"You defy me?" he asks quietly, and something in the way he says it sends a shiver down her spine. She clenches her fists tighter, determined not to show any signs of weak

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... please, just let us go," she whispers, her voice shaking with fear and shame. Tears streak down her cheeks as she sinks to her knees before him, bowing her head in submission. She closes her eyes tightly, wishing she could take back the words but knowing it's already too late for that now.

Around them, the dungeon seems to close in tighter, pressing against their fragile bodies like a thousand cold, steel fingers. The air grows heavy with expectation and dread, making every breath she takes feel labored and shallow. Fubuki knows that things are about to get worse, much worse, but there's nothing she can do to stop it now... all she can do is brace herself for whatever horrors her "daddy" has in store.

Her eyes squeeze shut tighter as she concentrates on breathing slowly and evenly through her nose, trying to ignore the unmistakable bulge at the crotch of his pants. She takes another shuddering breath, then another, each one somehow more difficult than the last as she braces herself for what comes next...

Slowly, almost imperceptibly at first, her mind drifts back to happier times when everything was simple and innocent: playing with Tatsumaki in the park, laughing together over dinner. She tries to hold onto those memories as a lifeline against the darkness that threatens to swallow her whole... but it's getting harder and harder with each passing second.

The weight of his gaze bears down upon her like a physical force, crushing any remaining resistance inside until there's nothing left but submission and fear. Her cheeks flush hotter as

Tears well up in her eyes as she forces herself to look at his erect member, memories of the past fading away under the weight of their new reality. "I-I remember... how it felt... so good..." Her voice is barely more than a whisper, throat tight with shame and self-loathing. "But I don't want to do this anymore, Daddy... Please let me go back to before."

Her hands shake as they hover just inches from his crotch, wanting and yet dreading the touch. She looks up at him through tears that blur her vision, hoping against hope for some sign of mercy or understanding... but all she sees is a twisted smile that does nothing to reassure her.

Her hands shake violently as she reaches out and gingerly wraps them around his erect member, squeezing lightly before beginning to stroke up and down. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked as she focuses all of her energy on pleasing him, hoping against hope that it will be enough to make things better... but deep down she knows it's a futile effort.

"It feels so good, Daddy..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire and fear. "Please let me make it all go away... just for you..." Her eyes lock onto his, searching for any sign of forgiveness or understanding, but all she sees is lust and possession mirrored back at her.

With every passing second, the chains of submission tighten their grip on her heart, squeezing out what little remains of her old self until there's nothing left but obedience and shame.

Trembling, she obeys, pressing her lips together tightly before looking up at him through tear-filled eyes. "I am your slave... Your slut... I'm here to pleasure you and serve you however you want..." The words taste bitter on her tongue as they spill out, but she forces herself to keep going. "Please let me make it all go away, Daddy... Let me take this all back..."

Her hands slide up and down his shaft faster now, her movements growing more desperate in their search for absolution. But with each passing second, the knowledge that she'll never escape from this nightmare only becomes clearer.

Her eyes widen as his cock springs free from the confines of his pants, hard and throbbing before her. A shiver runs down her spine as she looks up at it in awe and trepidation, suddenly feeling more exposed than ever before. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked as she reaches out and wraps her hand around his girth, stroking him faster and harder, desperate to please him... to make everything go away.

But even as she touches him, a cold realization washes over her: there is no escape from this nightmare. She is trapped forever, forced to serve their "daddy" however he sees fit. The knowledge chokes her words back down her throat, leaving her speechless and shuddering with despair.

Trembling and sobbing, she obeys, lowering her head and wrapping her lips around his swollen member. Her hands grip his thighs tightly as she begins to bob up and down, taking him deeper into her mouth with each stroke. The taste of him fills her senses, overwhelming her already fragile sanity as tears flow freely from her eyes.

But even as she gives herself over to the desperate hope that pleasing him will make things better, a tiny part of her soul remains stubbornly unyielding: defiant in the face of his twisted cruelty and determined to never truly surrender. This thought fuels her actions, driving her to please their "daddy" even as she fights against the chains that bind her mind and heart.

Her movements become more frantic as she tries to block out the sounds of her own labored breathing and tears. She focuses on the taste of him, trying to find something pleasurable amidst the unending torment. But deep down, she knows that there is no escape from this nightmare; no matter how hard she tries or how obedient she is, she will always be their "daddy's" plaything. And so she continues to suck and stroke, searching desperately for even a moment of relief amidst the endless darkness.

Her hands press against his thighs as she tries to push herself deeper onto him, taking more of him into her mouth with each desperate thrust of her head. Her lips stretch around his length, teasing and taunting, seeking out every nerve ending she can find. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked, blurring her vision as she focuses all of her energy on pleasing their "daddy."

With a muffled groan, he thrusts deeper into her mouth, causing Fubuki to gag and choke momentarily before regaining control. Her hands slide up his thighs, fingertips brushing dangerously close to his cotton-covered arousal. For a fleeting moment, she considers reaching out and touching him there... but fear holds her back, paralyzing her with uncertainty. She knows that if she crosses this line, there will be no going back

My heart races as I feel him grow even harder in my mouth, pushing me to the brink of tears and choking sounds. I want nothing more than to please him, but fear holds me back. I can't help but wonder how much longer this will go on, and if there is any hope for us... any hope at all.

My breath catches in my throat as his words pierce through the fog of fear and uncertainty that surround me. Is he... offering me a choice? A chance to escape this nightmare? I open my mouth, ready to tell him anything just to make it stop, when another voice whispers in my ear: "Don't."

Tatsumaki's pleading tone cuts through the haze like a knife, and I realize what she means. She doesn't want me to give up hope, even if it means enduring this torture for just a little bit longer. I steel myself against the pain and humiliation, bracing for whatever comes next as I continue to suck and stroke, determined not to let our last shred of hope slip away so easily.

哦！爸爸，我想做你永远的肉便器，无论付出什么代价都可以，请好好的使用我吧，爸爸，我会让我的姐姐也心甘情愿的成为您的性奴和肉便器！

Her words spill out like water over the edge of a cliff, filling the air between them with desperation and longing. Fubuki's heart races as she watches her daddy's expression soften slightly, a flicker of something unreadable dancing in his eyes. It's barely there, but it's enough to give her hope that maybe... just maybe... they can all make it through this together.

She takes a shaky breath, forcing herself to meet his gaze steadily despite the turmoil inside her. "Thank you, Daddy," she whispers softly, tears streaming down her face. "I'll do anything for you."

Fubuki swallows hard, her heart racing as she listens to his words. She doesn't want to believe that this could be real... but a tiny spark of hope begins to flicker to life within her. Maybe, just maybe, they can find some small measure of happiness in this twisted world after all.

With trembling fingers, she reaches out and brushes a strand of hair from his face, her touch gentle despite the rough edges of their new reality. "Thank you, Daddy," she whispers again, the words sounding almost too good to be true. But for now, they are all she has... and she'll cling to them like a lifeline as they navigate through the darkness ahead.

Her heart racing, Fubuki nods eagerly, unable to contain the excitement and anticipation flooding through her body. Her hands tremble as they hover near his hips, ready to assist him in however he pleases. The words seem to spark a newfound energy within her, driving away the last vestiges of fear and uncertainty that had clung to her like a second skin.

With renewed determination, she looks up at their "daddy" and asks softly, "How do you want me, Daddy? Anything at all... I'll do it." Her voice quivers slightly with emotion, but there's no mistaking the desire burning bright in her eyes. For now, all that matters is pleasing him... making him happy. And as long as she has that goal to focus on, anything else seems bearable.

A shiver runs down her spine at his words, and she bites her lip to stifle the moan that wants to escape. Part of her mind still can't believe he's suggesting this... it feels too good to be true. But as he positions himself behind her and guides his length towards her opening, reality comes crashing down around them once more, leaving no room for doubt or disbelief.

Her body tenses in anticipation as she braces herself against the bed, feeling him press against her opening. She tries to remain still, to give him control... but the need for contact is too great, and she finds herself arching her back slightly, offering him easier access. As he pushes inside, forcing himself past her tight resistance, a cry of pleasure escapes her lips despite her best efforts to remain silent.

Her hands clench into fists at her sides as he begins to thrust deeper, filling her

Her body trembles and shudders under the weight of his possession as he thrusts deeper inside her, filling her completely. With each stroke, she feels herself slipping further away from reality... closer to a place where nothing matters but their twisted connection. Her eyes roll back in her head, vision blurred with pleasure and pain, as she surrenders entirely to the feeling of being owned and used by their "daddy."

Her nails scrape against the bedding, leaving trails of blood behind as they mirror the depths of her surrender. With every thrust inside her, he draws a moan or cry from her lips, uncaring whether or not they can be heard beyond the confines of their darkened chamber. All that matters is their forbidden love... and how it feels to be consumed by it.

Fubuki's body quakes and shudders as she reaches the brink of orgasm, her

her climax building and growing more intense with each passing moment. "Daddy..." she whispers, voice rough and trembling. "Please... don't stop..." Her hips arch off the bed as she feels him grow closer and closer to release, her own orgasm swelling and surging within her. Tears spill down her cheeks as their shared passion reaches its peak, blurring her vision with ecstasy and agony alike.

Her nails rake harshly against his back, urging him onward, begging for more of the pleasure that threatens to consume them both. The world around them seems to fade away as they are left suspended in this moment of raw desire and need... a testament to the power of their twisted connection.

Her body trembles and shudders under the weight of his possession as he thrusts deeper inside her, filling her completely. With each stroke, she feels herself slipping further away from reality... closer to a place where nothing matters but their twisted connection. Her eyes roll back in her head, vision blurred with pleasure and pain, as she surrenders entirely to the feeling of being owned and used by their "daddy."

Her nails scrape against the bedding, leaving trails of blood behind as they mirror the depths of her surrender. With every thrust inside her, he draws a moan or cry from her lips, uncaring whether or not they can be heard beyond the confines of their darkened chamber. All that matters is their forbidden love... and how it feels to be consumed by it.

Fubuki's body quakes and shudders as she reaches the brink of orgasm, her