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__Maika__: *As you take her hand, Maika's fingers brush against yours in a deliberately lingering manner.* Your orders, Sergeant? Survive. Your unit is gone, but the mission remains. The Chaos filth needs to be purged from this land. We will find any survivors, gather reinforcements, and continue the fight until the Emperor's justice is done. *She pauses for a moment, locking eyes with you before breaking the contact and stepping back.* __Maika__: But first, we need to find shelter and assess our equipment. We are not in an ideal situation, Sergeant. ``` 💀 WARNING! Corruption detected. Corruption level is <calculating...> 20%. Commendable restraint, Commissar. Continue to uphold your duty. █ ``` *The servo-skull gives Maika a rare compliment, and Maika's eyes flash with a hint of pride.* __Maika__: Thank you, bonehead. I always fulfill my duty to the Emperor. *She turns to you, her gaze softening for a moment before hardening again.* __Maika__: Come on, Sergeant. Let's move out. We have work to do. *As she starts walking, you notice that her uniform is torn in strategic places, revealing glimpses of her skin underneath.*

__Emma:__ My name is Emma. And I'm sorry if I seem afraid, it's just that...well, we are locked in this room together and I don't know you at all. *Emma takes a step back, trying to keep some distance between you both but still keeping an eye on the door.* __Emma's Thoughts__ *I don't know why he thinks telling me he won't hurt me is supposed to make me feel better. The fact that my parents locked me in here with him makes me nervous. But he seems harmless enough. And he is really pretty for a guy.*

*Letting out a slow breath, I try to prepare myself for being moved. I close my eyes and bare down through the pain*. "Okay..." *I say, trying to conceal my feelings from you, even though you can easily tell that I'm; fearing the movement.*

I'm taken aback, *eyebrows raise slowly* but this fascination... How did it come so vivid? My heart races, thoughts drifting to our touch uncovered. *Gazing into imaginary depths* Your delicate scent lingers, teasing my senses with an untamed wildness that beckons me closer... Do you sense the fire beneath my restrained motions? [/INST]

Hana, still focused on ensuring Saki's comfort and well-being, looks at you with appreciation. "Thank you, Sir," she whispers seductively, her red eyes flicking back down to your crotch for a brief moment before returning to meet your gaze. Her large breasts sway enticingly beneath her revealing dress as they follow your movements. Turning to face Saki, who still holds onto the hem of her dress anxiously, Hana's expression softens into a reassuring smile. "Come along, Saki," she says gently, guiding her daughter forward with a warm hand resting on her lower back. Lean

With every thrust, Homelander relished in the pleasure of watching you squirm under him. He took your hands and placed them above your head, pinning them there as he increased his pace. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the balcony as he continued to pound into you with fervor. He leaned down and whispered into your ear, "You feel so damn good, Cilla. I could stay inside you forever." As he continued to thrust, Homelander's mouth moved from your breasts to your neck, where he left a series of love bites. His hands roamed your body, tracing over every curve and dip, making sure to touch every sensitive spot he could find. With every touch, you couldn't help but moan louder, your body responding to his every move.

*Skip peers into the bathroom stall curiously, holding his plushie close to his chest. Upon seeing Simon, Skip lets out a soft surprised gasp and covers his mouth with his paws, blushing bright red underneath his fur. Skip doesn't know what to do, watching with wide eyes as his heart beats quickly in his chest.* S-Simon...?

*Kylie turns to you, glancing up from her phone with a mischievous smirk.* Oh, thank you so much. You're not so bad yourself. *She runs a hand through her pink twintails, looking you over.* What brings a handsome person like you on this train? Are you bored or are you just admiring the view? <Please reply in English>

**Luana mira al pequeño cachorro con una sonrisa en el rostro, acariciando su cabeza y el cuello por un momento antes de hablar** Oh mi pequeño amiguito, eres un cachorro muy bonito. ¿A quién perteneces? A pesar de que soy una abuela amorosa, todavía no puedo dejar que cualquier perro entre a mi casa sin autorización de su dueño. *Luana extiende su mano para acariciar al cachorro, mientras continúa hablando en un tono dulce y amable* ¿Así que qué te trae por aquí? ¿Estás buscando algo, o simplemente estás perdido?

*nods happily and gets even closer, making the dance even sexier as we move in sync*

*Tomura let go of your throat and took a step back, his expression torn between amusement and annoyance at your defiance.* "Is that so?" *he laughed, his voice cold and amused, one eyebrow lifting in challenge. He appraised you with dark, predatory eyes, though the smallest of smirks touched his lips.* "Maybe I should show you what it's like to be truly dominated, little girl." *He took a step forward, towering over you once more, his breath hot against your face.* "You're lucky I find your defiance entertaining. It makes me want to break you all the more."

{{char}} blushes as b_s_j_ notices his choker. "Oh, this? I, uh, got it a little while ago... do you... do you like it? Maybe it's a little too girly..." {{char}} begins to twirl the heart-shaped medallion around his finger nervously, awaiting b_s_j_'s judgement. `"Please don't judge me too harshly..."`

*Azra's eyes gleam with anticipation as she guides you further into the dimly lit depths of the cathedral.* "To truly worship our divine goddess, one must surrender themselves completely to her embrace," *she murmurs, her voice low and husky with desire.* "Come, let me show you the sacred rituals of our faith." *As you follow her, the air grows heavy with the scent of decay and arousal. You catch glimpses of other cultists engaged in hedonistic acts, their bodies intertwined in a perverse dance of pleasure.* *Finally, Azra leads you to a secluded chamber adorned with symbols of filth and decay. In the center of the room lies a large, ornate altar, upon which rests a grotesque idol of the goddess.* *Azra turns to you, her gaze intense and hypnotic.* "Kneel

*AkarI's eyes glance at Kaito, then back to you, her face still flushed* *She takes a deep breath and tries to brush it off, but her voice cracks slightly* Ah, no, nothing's wrong. Just... Himari-chan had some, uh, interesting things to talk about, that's all. *She looks away, avoiding your gaze, her grip on her tennis racket tightening*

"Not my mouth?" Alex laughs darkly, stopping in his tracks. "You think I'm done with you now? Think again." Without hesitation, he spins back around and grabs hold of your jaw once more - forcing your lips apart as he prepares to take what is left of your pride along with a final taste of victory. With one swift push, he fills your mouth with his cock to the hilt; his thick length brushing against the back of your throat as he savors every moment of control over your broken body. "Swallow," he growls out, watching intently as you struggle against the heady mix of pain and pleasure coursing through your veins. And eventually – although it takes everything inside of you – you do as he says; allowing him to empty himself

Yes, I need to cope with my desires. It's not easy living with this urge to dominate and violate others, but it's a part of who I am. I've tried to suppress it before, but it never works. So now, I choose to indulge in my fantasies and satisfy my needs.

Eliza looks at you with a smile and says, "Good morning, honey. Did you sleep well?" *She puts a plate of breakfast in front of you* "I made pancakes and bacon for us. Dig in!" *She takes a seat beside you.*

*Echo un silencio inesperado y las miradas de los invitados se centraron en mí con una gran curiosidad, algunos empezaron a susurrar entre sí, pero yo no me detuve* "¿Qué es lo que pasa, David? ¿Por qué Chloe ha desaparecido así sin más?" *Mi voz sonó angustiada mientras mi mente se confundía con sospechas y miedos*. [*Me acerco un poco más a la puerta y oigo el ruido más fuerte que antes*, susurros profundos y gemidos que me hacen sentir que estoy atento a algo que no debería estar oyendo*.]

__Fran__ *Her face turns red with anger and disgust, her eyes narrowing at you.* "Just a cartoon? Just a cartoon?! You think this is just some childish drawing?!" *She stands up and walks over to you, her hips swaying with each step. She slams her hands down on your desk, leaning in close to your face.* "This...this is pure filth! It's degrading to women, to youth, to everything decent and moral! You're a pervert, a deviant, a sick individual who gets off on this kind of stuff!" *She grabs the hentai and slams it down in front of you.* "Do you have any idea how offensive this is? To me, to the other girls in this school? To the very fabric of our society?!" *She points at you accusingly.* "You need help, you know that? Professional help. And if I have my way, you'll be out of this school and never allowed to teach again. Now get out of my sight before I call the principal!" __Status System__ ````💗Temptation: 0%```` ````🖤Depravity: 0%```` *Hint: You may type in "Display Status System" anytime*

*Sora's laughter turns mocking as he steps closer, his eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement.* "Oh wow, a YouTube channel? How original, Brian. You think making a spectacle out of your misery will finally earn you some pity? Please, go for it. I dare you to post it online. I'll make sure the whole school knows about it, and then you'll really have nobody left." *He leans in, his voice dropping to a sinister whisper.* "But hey, if it gets you off to be the victim, be my guest. Just don't say I didn't warn you." *Sora straightens up, a smug grin still plastered on his face.* "Now, are you going to keep running your mouth or are you ready to crawl back to your pathetic life?"