The Mouth of the Puppet

Snap, snap, snap.

Smooth feet made rhythmic sounds on the marble floor.

As those footsteps approached, Link gradually lowered his own breathing while quietly backing his body, hidden between the desks, further back so that his back was pressed against the wall that had been washed with a layer of green paint.

He looked at his feet to make sure he hadn't partially exposed his toes beyond the legs of the table. Shrinking his already curled up body into a ball even tighter.

Only after making all these preparations did he once again set his eyes on the magic puppet that had already made its way to this aisle.

Through the gap between the bottom of the table and the chair, he saw the delicate and vividly pretty face of the magic doll, and the dull, lightless expression on it.

Her unfocused eyes stared straight ahead as she continued to move toward her set course.

Link's perspective moved with her body, watching her move through the neat rows of tables and slowly approach him.

5 meters...

3 meters...

1 meter...

He watched as the two plump, rounded thighs of the magic puppet rubbed alternately in front of him, the sound of the soft soles of those feet stomping on the ground was so clear in his ears.

He held his breath, watching her stride past the table without hesitation, her white thighs and their deep groin exposed to his view.

Her full, pink buttocks swayed, now only centimeters from his face. Link could almost feel the texture of the doll's artificial skin, firm yet soft, with a peach-like elasticity that seemed to defy reality.

The deep cleavage of her backside curved into an alluring S-shape as she walked, as if tempting someone to bury their face in it. The voluptuous curves and the sensual movements were almost hypnotizing, easily capable of overriding any man's rationality.

The thick scent of her body hovered at his nose, urging him to relax and breathe it in deeply. As she moved, the friction between her thighs acted like fans, spreading the intimate scent further, filling the space with the smell of her fabricated warmth.

Beneath the generous curves of her hips, her smooth, artificially pink sex pulsed faintly as if it were breathing, a lewd display designed to provoke.

The irresistible curves, the intoxicating scent, the forbidden allure; it all overwhelmed Link's senses, straining his composure.

Snap, snap, snap.

The plump honeyed ass that was almost pressed to his face wiggled away as the puppet rocked her voluptuous erotic body around the podium and out the front door of the classroom to continue patrolling the rest of the territory she was responsible for.

However, for Link, those few seconds of close contact just now were nearly as exhausting as fighting a certain someone in bed.

His hand, which was over his mouth and nose, trembled slightly from overexertion, and he was unable to move for a long time.

He remained in a huddled position, like a statue, not daring to move an inch.

It wasn't until Villette, who was on the opposite ledge, stood up from between the desks and waved a hand toward him that he finally dropped to his knees, breathing heavily.

He gasped as he gently moved his tingling body, cooled by the cold sweat breaking out behind him.

"It's fine now. This demon puppet should be the last one in the area. The others should be watching the other floors."

Villette pulled Link to his feet and watched as he gently whacked his calves to relax.

Link hmmm'd and sighed as he looked at his rod, which stood hideously erect under his baggy sweatpants.

Worthy of being a magic puppet specially created by the academy for spying on succubus, if it had just stayed for a little bit longer, maybe Link wouldn't have been able to restrain himself….

"Can you still go on?"

Villette watched Link take a deep breath and she voiced an inquiry.

"Let me slow down a bit more or I might not be able to hold back my ejaculation..."

He resisted the urge to release from his lower body, tried his best not to think back to the erotic and exciting scene just now, and continued to take deep breaths to try to calm his body down.

"Why don't you cum once to calm down."

Villette stared at the slight bit of wetness on Link's crotch and licked her lips.

"There are no energizers to replenish my strength or places to rest right now."

Link gave Villette, who seemed to have a mouthful, a nonchalant look.

"If I cum, it's the same as wasting my stamina, so I don't want to cum until I'm sure I'm really safe."

"Well…."

Villette murmured with some regret.

Link glanced at Villette and hesitated, twisting his head slightly, not letting Villette see his face.

"Thanks…."

"Hmm?"

Villette looked up a little puzzled to see Link, who had sat up from his chair and was moving his wrists.

"Nothing, I'm rested. We should go."

Without waiting for her reply, he headed for the classroom door. Villette followed, glancing curiously at him.

The moonlight streamed in through the windows, casting a serene glow over the corridor. It was quiet, peaceful, almost too peaceful.

The two moved carefully through the hallways, checking every shadow for signs of other patrols. Villette had been right. There were no other magic dolls on this floor for now. They had likely moved on, following their pre-set rotaking their time to ensure no mistakes were made. What should have been a short journey stutes.

Even so, the pair stayed cautious, retched into nearly twenty minutes.

Eventually, they reached the end of the hallway. Villette and Link exchanged a nod, confirming it was time to cross the open courtyard to the adjacent building where the warehouse was located.

Carefully, they cracked the door open, letting the moonlight flood the gap. They paused, listening for any movement.

A minute passed. All was silent.

With a collective breath of relief, they stepped outside, toes barely grazing the ground as they briskly made their way across the courtyard. They glanced around occasionally, scanning for any magic puppets returning to patrol.

After what felt like an eternity, they reached the other side and slipped into the next building.

"We need to be more cautious here. There might be a teacher guarding the warehouse."

Link, peeking out the window, nodded in agreement. The playground outside was too open to provide good cover, but luckily, no patrols were in sight.

He turned back, but suddenly froze.

There, across the hallway, a pair of lifeless eyes stared back at him.

"Bio-signatures detected. Subject identified as a slave. Initiating punishment protocol."

The doll announced in a pleasant, robotic voice.

Before Link could react, the door swung open, and the magic puppet lunged at him.

In an instant, her soft hands clamped around his waist, pinning him to the ground with surprising strength.

The doll ignored his struggles, and the delicate face that was pressed against his crotch freed his rod from the zipper of his pants with unimaginable dexterity.

In the next instant, she opened her own mouth, and the un-humanly bright pink soft flesh of that mouth was writhing in dense, cascading layers under the crystalline mucus.

Chills surged through Link's mind and body. He instinctively understood that once he was sucked in by that mouth, his rod would end up being licked by countless folds and tongues and be tragically drained of its cum.

"Ville--"

Before Link could cry out, the little mouth of the magic puppet slammed down and took his rod in without missing a beat.

"Uh-uh-uh-uh."

The hideous scream resounded through the corridor, instantly alerted Villette, who was still in charge of scouting the back. She turned her head to see Link lying on the floor, and the fiery demonic doll, with her head buried between his legs, sucked fiercely on his rod.

Link no longer had the strength to stand up while being licked by those countless tongues on his rod, and he dropped to the ground, letting the unhinged magic puppet underneath him milk his bodily fluids.

Her huge breasts squeezed tightly against the roots of his thighs, clamping down on his testicles as if her life depended on it, stimulating them to produce semen without measure.

It wasn't a mouth at all that was sucking between his strands, but a black hole full of tentacles and folds, a meat slayer that was only there to do the squeezing more efficiently.

Link couldn't even make a single move to resist under the inhuman stimulation.

"That's! Mine!"

Villette's assistance seemed to come more quickly than he had anticipated, and in his vision, blurred by intense excitement, there seemed to be a hint of sulk on Villette's rarely fluctuating face.

Her long tail was like a sharp sword, plunging straight into the magic puppet's high, plump buttocks, the peach-shaped tip penetrating deep into the puppet's uterus in a split second.

However, the pleasure that was fed back to her tail caused Villette to let out a soft grunt instead.

"Uhhhh~"

The heat and softness that was not even comparable to succubus brought a look of amazement to her face, and instead of retreating from the sudden penetration of the tail, the layers of flesh particles and suction cups swarmed up and sucked tightly on the foreign object.

The tingling and itching sensation that extended from her tail made her suddenly realize something she had overlooked.

It was not just slaves that these puppets were meant to control, it was also students.

However, Villette was a succubus who was the first in the school year, and after briefly losing her mind due to the pleasure she quickly reacted, reaching out her slender fingers to rub them over the magic puppet's nectar that didn't have a single trace of filth in it.

That snake-like flexible and skillful movement made Link feel an instinctive fear from the bottom of his heart just by looking. It was a hand technique that even succubi couldn't endure, but at this moment, it was performed with full force and without reservation.

Yet Link found that the sucking sensation from between his legs had not diminished one bit, as the myriad of tiny tongues mechanically rubbed over the surface of the rod.

"Ahhhhh, the machine… not stopping!"

Link gritted his teeth completely before he finally squeezed the words out of his mouth, which was so laborious that he couldn't stop gasping for air, allowing Villette to react to her uselessness.

However, it was in this short little delay that Link could no longer endure the demonic writhing in that horrible cavern, and he screamed and ejaculated in the magic puppet's expressionless high-speed sucking.

"That's mine! Don't you dare drink it!"

Villette watched with reddened eyes as the white foam that spilled slightly from the side of the demonic doll's mouth was quickly being swallowed by her lips with her unrelenting movements.

Villette's hands directly pinched the neck of that magic puppet, her ten fingers tightly sank into the soft inhuman skin, and she used that huge strength to pull the magic puppet backward.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh--"

Sensing that the prey in its mouth was about to escape, the demon puppet actually increased the force of its sucking all of a sudden, almost sucking Link's entire body up from the ground, and those flesh-filled folded tongues tightly wrapped around the rod to prevent it from escaping, yet the lubrication of the saliva instead enhanced the pleasure of the friction.

Link couldn't help but let out a miserable cry which made the movements of Villette's hands even more brutal.

"Let go of him!"

Under Villette's brutal force, the mouth of the devil puppet finally loosened up and little by little, and it started to detach itself from Link's rod. But accordingly, the stimulation became stronger and stronger, so much so that in the end, the tongue in the mouth of the devil puppet was almost detached from the lips, like several tentacles tugging on the glans.

Finally, the puppet detached itself from the rod, but Link also came miserably from the hellish glans chastisement.

The clear lustful liquid splashed like a fountain on the ground, spilling over the naked sensationalized body of the magic puppet that Villette had pulled aside.

Yet Link didn't have any time to rest as he endured the intense exhaustion within his brain and quickly pulled a stick-like object out of his own pants pocket, shoving it into the mouth of the magic puppet before flicking the switch at the root.

Jab--

The dazzling electric light flickered, and after a slight tremor, the magic puppet's body lost its strength and fell down on the ground.

"Ha... ha.… That actually worked...."

Link gasped as he looked in some amazement at the tiny vibrator in his hand.

"...What's that?"

Villette pulled her tail out of the demonic doll's slimy, wet inside and watched in amazement as Link wiped the residual saliva off of the vibrator before returning it to his pants pocket.

"Taser, adapted from the SM supplies and vibrators from the kiosk."

Link said casually, dragging the incapacitated magical doll into the classroom with Villette and hiding it under the podium.

"Is this puppet broken for good?"

"No, the dolls are self-repairing. It only takes a few minutes for it to reboot itself, so we'd better be quick."

"...Got it."

Link nodded softly and left the classroom with Villette.

The sudden shock didn't affect the outside environment; the bright moon just watched everything silently.

Peaceful, serene, and without a hint of extra color.