[Episode 23] #6 The hero steadily deteriorates and becomes corrupted (1)

Rattling――

Kiiiiii… Taang.

'… … here… what… .'

'I don't know why... I'm used to it... .'

Spade was nervous, but entered the abandoned building where he had stopped.

No matter how you look at it, it's clearly an abandoned building, but it doesn't smell as much dust as you'd expect.

No, seeing as the lights are on sparsely, I wonder if this can really be called an abandoned building...

Rather, he doesn't understand how he got here.

He must have been exercising as usual.

But at some point, I clearly deviated from my usual course and ended up in an abandoned street with few people and an abandoned building that was clearly abandoned.

The same is true of the current situation, where I entered this building that seemed suspicious no matter where I looked, defenseless as if I had been possessed.

Even though Spade is a class A hero and is capable of dealing with any unexpected situation, he is too careless.

Kang, Kang, Kang, Kang... .

Nevertheless, Spade naturally moved his feet and climbed the rusty iron stairs.

It must have been an abandoned building, but there was no sign of any major damage.

Almost all of the places where there should be windows were blocked with iron plates or something like that, so the wind didn't blow in and it felt cozy.

Of course, the lighting is only very sparse, so the surroundings are dark... It feels a little scary, but… .

'no… You have to be scared, it must be normal... .'

But strangely enough, I didn't feel scared.

However, I end up feeling a strange sense of longing and déjà vu.

I thought it was definitely a place I had never seen before... I know this place well.

'Yeah, it wasn't the first time.'

I'm sure I've been here several times.

why… ? But why are my memories blurry? ?

Kang, Kang, Kang, Kang.

Kaang… .

"ah… … ."

I climbed the stairs and arrived at a certain floor.

What you see in front is a heavy-looking door.

Other places had no doors at all or were open, but this door was tightly closed. Plus, it has a strangely new feel to it.

――That's right, it's definitely beyond here... .

Spade stared at the door for a moment, then cleared his throat once.

Moving forward as if possessed by something... I opened the door.

Then beyond the door… .

"Are you here now? "I thought I was going to lose my mind while waiting, Spade."

Inside a large space of about 8 pyeong (8 pyeong).

Villain No. 13, who was lying in bed and looking at his smartphone, was worthy of hate.

I greeted Spade, who had just entered the room.

* * *

Villain #13 is undoubtedly a criminal.

He is a villain and scum that deserves to be guarded against.

An enemy to be hated, a villain to be excluded.

For sure… I guess so.

"Now, spade. Come on in. "As usual."

Number 13 got up from the bed, walked to the door, turned off the light, put his arm around Spade's shoulder and led her inside.

Even though the damn villain's arm is on his shoulder, Spade doesn't even think about striking it away.

I just moved my feet as if guided by him and went into the room.

Incongruous for an abandoned building, this place was furnished with various things as if it were a bedroom.

At best, with the exception of the bed, there were curtains on the walls that gave a cozy feel, and rough tables and chairs.

That alone was enough to bring back a strange feeling.

Moreover, the scented candle placed on the table, which was the only source of light in this unlit space, its swaying flame and scent added a soft and cozy feeling to the situation.

A scent that fills the space and tickles your nose.

Ah, that's right… This familiar scent... When you think about it… .

'memory… It flies… memory… I'm getting better... .'

'I'm sure... Here… Why did I forget... .'

Yes. That vague sense of déjà vu I felt when I discovered this building and entered it.

It's natural to feel a sense of déjà vu. It is natural to feel somewhat unfamiliar.

Spades have already been to this place several times.

In this place, I've been having a secret affair with No. 13 all along without anyone knowing.

In this place beyond the patrol range of heroes... Because I was in contact with him without anyone noticing.

Ji profit…

Sreuk… Tuk… Sreuk…

Spade's clothes came off one by one and fell to the floor.

First, her favorite red sportswear, followed by a sweaty sports bra and highly elastic panties.

They were peeled off one by one by her own hands and by the hands of No. 13, who reached out as if to help her, and were thrown in a lump on the floor.

It's still embarrassing and not easy to show off one's bare body, showing precious places as a woman, but it can't be helped.

Even if the other person is a villain you need to be wary of, and even if he is the scumbag villain No. 13, you cannot refuse his request.

The reason is… .

"Then, our sloppy hero, please take care of us today as well."

"… … ah… Please... Drip… is… ."

Despite No. 13's arrogant remark, Spade couldn't even refute anything and just nodded with blank eyes.

She cannot refuse Villain #13's request.

You must not refuse. That right was not given to her.

The reason is because she is a defeated, shitty hero.

Having been defeated by No. 13, she cannot disobey him, no matter how dirty, vile, vile, and base villain the opponent is.

Because those are the natural words and attitude of a defeated hero.

That's natural, that's common sense.

So this is something that cannot be helped.

… Apparently, it seemed like it was.

* * *

Sniff, sniff.

"Spade is healthy. Because we exercise every day… I also need to exercise more. "This really didn't work out."

Number 13 sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Spade, who was naked, and began sniffing her sweaty body here and there.

At first, he looked at the nape of the neck, and then he took special care to sniff the spade's raw milk.

The lower fold of the breast, the part next to it that leads to the armpit... Even your sweaty armpits... .

The heat of exercise had not yet subsided, and her body temperature had risen considerably, and the thick pheromones from her sweat were wafting out.

As I stuck out my tongue and licked up the raw milk, I saw Spade start to tremble.

It's salty, but sweet with the female's body odor.

'why… That's where you smell it... Why are you licking... Perverted bastard... Perverted bastard... .'

"Ugh… Female scent... "I never get tired of taking charge of it."

I tried pouring out words of resentment, but it was just my inner feelings.

As a loser, she has no right to say those words or reject No. 13's actions.

"thanks… do… ."

However, even if it is different from your inner feelings, you must respond to No. 13's words with a mindset befitting a defeated slave.

Being stripped of all rights means that you are not allowed to keep quiet about situations you don't like.

There is nothing left for her.

She has no rights left.

A pussy slave who simply offers her body and mind to No. 13, who submitted her, as he wishes.

As an A-class hero, she put countless villains in fear and trepidation...

At this point, it has been reduced to a mere villain's plaything.

'The state of brainwashing is... 'Is it good?'

Number 13 examined Spade's brainwashing state and confirmed once again that he was not resisting.

He pulled her body, who was sitting on the edge of the bed side by side, and hugged her from behind.

He placed her delicate, feminine shoulders between his arms and massaged her lovely beautiful breasts as if lifting them from below.

Bring your breasts together from below and from the armpits toward the peak, and gently caress your areolas.

"Hmm… … ah… Yes… ."

Spade's eyes naturally closed at the gentle touch and stimulation that was starting to feel familiar.

She was a virgin until recently, but thanks to Apple's advice and occasional practice with No. 13 since then, she is now steadily learning to overcome her shyness and feel pleasure in contact with men.

As a fucking hero who was defeated by a villain, and as a female pussy slave exclusively for No. 13, he is gradually using that female body properly.

That would definitely be a very happy and happy thing.

But for some reason… Spade felt as if something had settled heavily inside her chest.

'What on earth is this…? This feeling... I don't know… .'

I definitely... You must be doing well... .

Rub, rub, rub, rub, rub

Jomulrak Jomulrak Jomulrak Jomulrak Jomulrak

"Haaa… Yes… ♡"

Two bumps with healthy elasticity that are freely teased by No. 13's hands.

The breasts, which were soft and sticky to the hand, were highly sensitive, and even a little touch made Spade sigh with joy.

ah… my chest... .

In a man's hand... It's being rolled around... It's being touched... .

At that fact, my heart starts pounding with a strange excitement that is separate from the feeling of being massaged. I could feel the heat rising to her face too.

The heavy thing sitting inside my chest is gradually disappearing.

"Spade, mouth."

"ah… cellar… !?"

No. 13 forcibly turns Spade's head and kisses his lips.

Until recently, Spade had shown an extremely immature kiss for the first time, but

Now, as No. 13 taught, he naturally sticks out his tongue and rubs himself against No. 13's tongue.

Although she has little experience, she is a quick learner when it comes to using her body.

At some point, Spade began rubbing his thighs as if hoping for something.

The precious arsenic of the spade is already wet, and the flushed face has a melting expression befitting a female.

Number 13's hand, which had been carefully massaging her breasts, now begins to gently massage the erect nipples that stand at their peaks.

Spade closed his mouth, clenched his fists, and trembled at the stimulation he still couldn't get used to, the stimulation touching his core.

But still, there is absolutely no resistance.

* * *

'I don't resist, but I feel like there's still some sexual shame left in me.'

'You're still like this, you naive girl.'

I think I'm starting to get more used to it now, but it's hard to know if this is due to brainwashing or simply Spade's personality.

However, the body seems to be smoothly becoming sensitive and adapting to sexual contact, so it seems like there is a gap between the body and mind...

Honestly, that's the way it is. From the perspective of villain No. 13, it's probably good.

No. 13 swallowed his saliva in admiration at the warm body temperature and soft elasticity passing through the hand.

As was their usual routine, they stopped kissing and instead mumbled and whispered into Spade's ear.

"―――――"

The first thing he murmurs is the usual hints.

A series of sentences to prevent Spade from feeling uncomfortable with the current situation, and to gradually pollute her common sense and mind.

It was a whisper like a wolf or a devil that would lead him to corruption and destruction, but Spade did not reject this either and just accepted it obediently.

True to her sincere personality, she engraved each and every word she heard in her heart and mind, following No. 13's words.

She steadily becomes No. 13's puppet, doll, limb, and lewd female pussy slave.

Even though his life, his personality, and everything about him are falling and falling apart in an irreversible direction.

Spade is only happy to be immersed in the strange comfort that fills his heart and the sweet pleasure that is constantly conveyed.

If it continues like this... more… It makes me feel better… It gets better… going to be… .

According to No. 13… If you do what this person says... If you listen to him... .

For sure… a little bit more… More than now... .

happy… You'll lose... certainly… … That's what will happen... … hey… .