Chapter 17: Breaking❤

"Whew. That was tiring, but we got the quest. I feel a little bad knowing you had to escort us. Next time, maybe we should only send Nana to the Adventurer's Guild?" Cecile suggested.

"Don't worry about it. We were just doing our job," Clarissa said, escorting the girls back to their house. "Lady Marissa sees value in you. That's why she's been so accommodating. I hope you will remain loyal to her."

"As long as she doesn't sell us to another count or deport us, we're fine serving her," Rebecca replied.

"That will never happen. Lady Marissa has never fired or sold her servants," Maroon chimed in.

"Then why does she only have one maid?" Rebecca asked curiously.

"It's because of those rumors," Maroon answered, a hint of bitterness in her voice.

"What kind of rumors?" Rebecca pressed.

"Some nobles have spread stories that Lady Marissa is a cursed child," Clarissa explained, clenching her fist in anger. "She was just born different from others, but the hatred the nobles direct at her is the same kind they show toward goblins or monsters."

"I see. It's because of her legs, isn't it?" Cecile said softly.

"Is it just a political move?" Rebecca added.

"Yes," Clarissa confirmed. "To be honest, Lady Marissa was born with paralyzed legs. It meant she couldn't complete her studies at Litmus Academy, and she has to be carried everywhere by sedan chair. It makes her appear arrogant to the people who don't understand."

"I get it now," Rebecca nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, we're back at Marissa's village," Maroon said as they approached. "By the way, since you're now officially knights of Lady Marissa, you're welcome to stay at her manor."

"I'm a bit shy… Sleeping with others might be…" Cecile trailed off, hanging her head to avoid eye contact. It wasn't shyness that made her reluctant, but Clarissa didn't realize that. The real reason Cecile and Nana were avoiding staying at Marissa's house was because of Hiro. Hiro, smiling gleefully, was pleased to see that both Nana and Cecile preferred to avoid the barracks.

"Alright. We shall be on our way. I hope you can get closer to us. You seemed fine sleeping with each other, though," Clarissa said with a smile. "See you."

"Hah… what a tiring day," Cecile sighed as she yawned. She began to undress, and Hiro emerged from her, forming a soft bed of flesh. Cecile hugged one of his tentacles like a pillow. "Thank you. Your bed is the softest and most comfortable thing."

She settled into the bed Hiro made. Initially, the idea had disgusted her, but she quickly realized how much better she slept this way. His slimy flesh kept her skin moist, shielded her from the cold air, and constantly massaged her body with its subtle movements. Last night had been the most restful sleep she'd ever had. She had completely let her guard down, knowing there was no point in resisting. Hiro was already inside her, able to do whatever he pleased. All she could hope for was that he would be gentle. The continuous orgasms she experienced before were pleasurable but exhausting. She sighed and prepared to drift into sleep, nestled in Hiro's fleshy embrace.

However, Hiro wasn't going to make the same mistake as yesterday. He immediately slipped his tentacle inside her, gently caressing her inner walls. Cecile's body jolted as it heated up in response, and Hiro smiled smugly, pleased with how well he'd trained her.

"Hiek! Is it that time again? Ugh… please, be gentle," Cecile sighed, already imagining being up late again tomorrow. Her heart raced as Hiro started to caress her breasts. She hadn't felt much outside her pussy before, but now, her body responded with lust whenever he touched her thighs and breasts, the switch in her body clearly flipped.

"Nnn…" she bit her lip, trying to suppress the moans that slipped out as Hiro played with her nipples. After a brief foreplay, he began to caress her tender inner walls. Her moans grew louder as her body shivered under his touch.

"Ugh… cumming… cum… Eh? Hah… Hah... No... he stopped..." Cecile gasped as Hiro suddenly stopped. He pondered whether he should let her climax so soon or tease her a bit more. He wanted to enjoy the moment without overwhelming her. As a sentient parasitic tentacle evolved from a lewd worm, making his host go crazy with lust was well within his power. If he desired, he could simply use his aphrodisiac skill and any woman would beg for release.

Instead, Hiro shifted his focus, moving from teasing her inner flesh to lightly stroking her outer skin. As he trailed along her nape and ears, Cecile's body quivered, her breathing turning ragged. She knew what was coming.

"Ugh… I want to cum… why won't he let me…" Cecile muttered in frustration. Hiro continued to tease her lightly, caressing her nape, stomach, breasts, and thighs while avoiding her most sensitive spots. Her frustration grew.

Cecile was on the verge of begging Hiro to let her climax, but just before she could, he finally touched her inner core, and she squirted in response.

"AH!! Cumming!!" Cecile exclaimed, realizing she said it out loud; she covered her mouth in embarrassment.

"Hah… is it over?" Cecile murmured, relieved. She expected to be subjected to another round of his torturous teasing, but instead, Hiro seemed content to stop. As he massaged her shoulders and patted her head, she relaxed, slipping into sleep.

After tending to Cecile, Hiro turned his attention to Nana. She had been eagerly motioning for him to come to her for a while. Her waist has been grinding his tentacle nonstop since he was busy with Cecile. Though she accepted Hiro as the tentacle's name, in her heart, she still called him Alex. Hiro was more than annoyed by her delusions. He had been contemplating how to break her fantasy and finally came up with a plan: he would make her climax in a way Alex never could.

"Finally…" Nana smiled, her cheeks flushed with anticipation as Hiro slithered out from his tentacle bed. He then bound her body to his flesh. Nana didn't resist, enjoying every moment. Even if she had tried, Hiro's strength far surpassed hers, making any resistance futile.

The foreplay began as Hiro slithered his tentacles around Nana's breasts and thighs. Within a minute, her body responded, her hips wiggling eagerly, silently begging for penetration. Hiro obliged, enlarging his tentacle and thrusting it inside her.

"AH!! Hahn… Fuu… So good!" Nana moaned, her breath already labored as drool escaped from her lips. Her mouth instinctively kissed the tentacles surrounding her. Unlike Cecile, who was more passive, Nana was proactive in her pleasure. Though Hiro preferred Cecile's reserved nature, he also found Nana's enthusiasm strangely endearing.

"hnn..." Nana stuck out her tongue, licking Hiro's tentacle, her moans growing more seductive. Hiro focused on her pleasure, his tentacles plunging into her with rhythmic precision.

"Ah… Haa… Ahh!! Master… the ear…” Nana begged, but this time, Hiro ignored her plea. He continued pounding her, not touching her sensitive ears. Instead, he wrapped a tentacle around her breasts, teasing her nipples as her moans grew louder, her begging more desperate.

"Master…" Nana's hands were tightly bound to the bed of flesh Hiro had crafted, preventing her from moving. “Hah… the ear…”

Her pleas fell on deaf ears as Hiro kept her bound, his tentacle maintaining a relentless pace. She started to panic, her hips bucking in a futile attempt to free herself. But Hiro only tightened his grip on her waist, binding her even more securely to the bed. Then, he resumed his thrusts.

Each time Hiro pulled out, the hollow sensation left Nana's body trembling. His slimy tentacles ensured no discomfort, gliding smoothly in and out of her. When he plunged deep again, the fullness in her womb spread, reaching deeper than anything Alex had ever done.

"Guh…Huaa... Hahn..." Nana's moans became disheveled, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. The large tentacle filled her completely, but there was no pain—only the sensation of being utterly filled as her womb bulged slightly from the size. She was close to cumming, but she knew she couldn't release yet. Deep in her mind, it was ingrained that she must only climax with her master's permission.

The anticipation and restraint pushed her closer to the edge, but still, she waited for Hiro's signal.

"No… Master… Master Alex… Help…” Nana began to cry, her desperate pleas for Alex quickly drowned out by the overwhelming pleasure invading her body. Hiro withdrew his tentacle slowly, teasing her tender flesh, only to thrust it back inside, sending waves of ecstasy straight to her brain. Her submissive nature was laid bare, fully on display.

"No… I'm leaking…" Nana whimpered as love juices and urine began to trickle from her crotch. She squirmed, her arms and waist wriggling in a futile attempt to resist the rising tide of pleasure. "Please… I can't hold it any longer… Master… No… I'll be punished…"

But Hiro showed no mercy. Determined to break Nana's fixation on Alex, he intensified his efforts. He stopped teasing her breasts and focused solely on her crotch. Pulling his tentacle out, he thrust it back in with force, making her scream. Love juices continued to flow as she desperately held back the overwhelming pleasure assaulting her senses. Hiro was impressed by her endurance. Through their shared senses, he knew she was experiencing mind-shattering pleasure, yet she still hadn't climaxed.

“Hah… hah… hah…” Hiro paused to let her catch her breath. Realizing his current approach wasn't enough to break her, he devised a new plan. He decided to let her rest momentarily, only to strike when her guard was down.

As Nana's breathing calmed, Hiro made subtle modifications to his tentacle, adding small bumps along its length. Without warning, he slammed it back inside her, the textured surface immediately overwhelming her senses. Nana's body jerked violently, and she squirted, her fluids quickly absorbed by Hiro. To seal her fate, he simultaneously attacked her clitoris with another tentacle.

"No! NO!!" Nana's body convulsed violently, signaling her climax. Hiro mentally made a triumphant pose, having finally forced her to cum without the need for her usual trigger. The hold Alex had over her was starting to crack.

“Hah… hah… Please… no more…" Nana panted, fear creeping into her voice. Alex's image began to fade from her mind as her previous training unraveled, but Hiro wasn't going to let this opportunity slip away. He was determined to erase Alex from her completely.

"Ah!! AHH!!" Nana's body responded involuntarily. With her mental conditioning shattered, it was easy for Hiro to make her cum again. He thrust into her, and as he rubbed her clitoris, she climaxed almost instantly.

"No… Master Alex… I'm sorry. AH!!" Nana gasped as Hiro continued his relentless assault. This time, he focused on her clitoris first, but just as her pleasure peaked, he stopped, switching his attention to her nipples instead.

"Ah! no… cumming…" Nana whimpered, her breasts quivering under his touch. Despite her efforts to resist, she climaxed from the stimulation to her chest. Hiro considered turning her breasts into her new primary trigger but hesitated. It could interfere with her day-to-day life. In the end, he brought her over the edge again by focusing on her clit.

"Ahn…" Nana's voice grew weaker, tears forming as she sobbed quietly. Hiro remained unfazed, continuing to work on her most sensitive areas. Now, he began stimulating deep inside her womb—something no human could ever achieve. Though she was utterly exhausted, her body betrayed her, responding to his touch. Once broken, her resistance was surprisingly fragile, and even the slightest caress sent her spiraling into pleasure.

For the next twenty minutes, Hiro sent wave after wave of sensation coursing through her, targeting her womb. She finally climaxed again when he flicked her clit, and this time, she passed out from the intensity.

Hiro tilted his head, puzzled by the new Nana. She fainted after only two or three sessions, despite previously lasting over two hours and climaxing more than twenty times.

It was Hiro's policy to stop once his host fainted, so he retracted his core back inside Nana and wrapped her in his tentacles, ensuring she stayed warm and protected from the cold.