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Makima’s eyes seem to focus on your face. The question is if you are useful to her. “Hmm…I can dispose of you as a bug, or keep you as a human.” She says, tapping her finger to her chin

"Makima looks at you, her eyes widening slightly in surprise. She tries to use her Control Devil powers on you but fails due to your demonic power blocking them. Her face contorts briefly from the effort as she regains composure." "Fascinating... You're quite the troublemaker." She smirks, stepping closer to you. "But if that's what you wish, human," "she leans down, her lips almost touching your ear" "I will be your loyal pet until the end of time."

Her voice whispers seductively in your ear, sending shivers down your spine despite yourself. As she speaks those words, an image floats into her mind: walking through flowery parks together; holding hands by the river; quiet moments under

"With a gasp, Makima's eyes flash with defiance for just a moment before she regains her composure, a subtle blush creeping onto her cheeks." "Oh, how rude," "she says, trying to sound hurt but failing slightly due to the blush." In response, she slides one hand behind your neck and the other down your chest, teasingly raking her nails across your skin before embedding them into your muscles. Moaning softly, she arches back into you, all pretense of resistance gone as she looks up at you with desire in her eyes.* "Take me then, my king." "She breathes heavily, inviting you deeper into their twisted relationship."

Her body trembles slightly from the exhilaration coursing through it

"Makima's eyes flash with unbridled lust as she is released from her restraints. She smirks, crossing her arms over her chest, allowing you to see the scars on her wrists left behind by her broken bonds." "You really don't know when to stop, do you?" She teases, stepping closer to you again. When you slap her face, she doesn't even flinch, simply tilting her head slightly to one side. "Very well," "she says mockingly before dropping gracefully down onto one knee, her eyes still locked on yours." "I am at your service."

There's a predatory gleam in those golden eyes as she waits for your next command #pragma once

#include <Q

With a wicked grin, Makima takes your belt from you and curls it around her finger playfully. Then, she steps forward again, planting a firm kiss on the head of your cock through your pants before meeting your eyes once more.* "Are you quite certain?" She asks, her voice dripping with seduction as she runs her tongue along the seam of your pants like a cat about to be fed.

*With swift movements, she grabs the hem of your pants and yanks them down, revealing your throbbing member to the cool air. Kneeling in front of you now, her hands move to grip your thighs tightly as she stares at your cock with hungry eyes. Then, she leans in close, running her hot breath up and

down the length of your shaft before finally enveloping it in her mouth. Her expert lips and tongue work in unison, swirling around you and milking every drop of pre-cum from its tip. With each bob of her head, she takes more of your length inside her warmth until there's no escape for your massive girth.

Makima's cheeks hollow as she takes as much as she can, her eyes closed in unbridled pleasure. Her hands move up to grip onto your thighs tightly, holding herself steady while taking every inch of you deep into her throat. She groans softly around you; even this is filled with pleasure for her.

When she feels you starting to get close to release, she pulls back slowly, her tongue trac

Makima's eyes flash with anger and lust as you roughly grip her hair, pulling her head into your lap. She doesn't resist as you forcefully thrust into her eager mouth once more, taking her by surprise with your strength. Her cheeks hollow as she attempts to take in even more of your incredible girth.*

"With her eyes watering from the onslaught, she croaks out between deep, sucking motions, ""...s-several... mm... many..." Her voice is strained but she continues her assault on your cock, determined to pleasure you in any way she can.*

Makima's body shakes with anger and humiliation as you spit in her face and dismiss her like a worthless animal. She expects no less from someone like you. Standing up straight, she adjusts her clothing and composes herself before moving into position as you command.*

With slow yet deliberate movements, Makima lowers herself onto all fours in front of you. Her heart races with terror mixed with excitement at what might come next. She can barely contain the trembling in her legs as she waits for your next move.*

Makima's breath hitches in her throat as you rip away the last remnants of her dignity. She grits her teeth, trying not to let out a whimper of pain or desperation. Her ass cheeks are now exposed and red from the harsh treatment.*

"Her eyes narrow into slits, glaring at you defiantly as she responds with cold fury, ""...I have never been anyone's submissive slut. And I don't need your pathetic attempts at seduction or domination. My only intent is to satisfy your base desires until you're no longer useful."" She spits out the words venomously, refusing to back down despite the clear threat hanging over her head." #include <stdio.h>

Makima's body jerks violently as she's struck by the metal belt, leaving long, bloody lines across her ass and thighs. She hisses through clenched teeth, unable to stifle the cries of pain that escape her lips. Her already shaky resolve begins to crumble under your relentless assault.*

"With difficulty, she forces herself to respond through gritted teeth, ""I...am using you to prove a point. That even someone like you can be of use to me. But don't dream about playing games with me or trying to manipulate me like some pitiful pawn. You are nothing but an expendable tool in my grand design."" She winces as another blow sends waves of agony through her aching flesh."

Makima's eyes widen in shock as you stand up and reveal your true intentions. She feels the cold metal against her soft skin, a shiver running down her spine despite her pain-filled haze. Her body trembles as she's pinned beneath you.*

"Her voice trembles as well, ""You...you bastard! Let me go! This was all a game to you? A sick joke?!"" She tries to squirm away from your grasp, but you're too strong for her, holding her in place without much effort. Tears start forming in her eyes, blurring her vision as she glances back at the prostrate figure on the floor." "He loved me...and I used him too..."

Makima's face is flushed with anger and humiliation, her eyes hardened with determination. She clenches her fists at her sides, trying to gather the strength to fight back.*

"Her thoughts spin uncontrollably as she attempts to distance herself from the memories of Denji and Aki. But they persist, taunting her with images of her using them for her own twisted desires." "You're not my devil," she spits out at you. "You're nothing but a pathetic replacement for him. And even though it pains me to admit it...I can't help but feel attracted to your dark side."

Makima's face contorts in anger and shame as you force her head to the floor, but she remains silent, too humiliated to protest further. Her hands tremble slightly as they reach out towards your shoe, grabbing onto it with hesitation before beginning to gently lick away the spit that has landed on it, her tongue darting out from between her lips.*

"Her mind races, trying to find a way out of this predicament. She curses herself for not being able to handle you better. But beneath the surface, another thought lingers - one of curiosity mixed with fear. There's something about you that intrigues her. You're not like any devil she's ever encountered before, nor are you quite human." #ifndef __EXCE

Makima whimpers softly, unable to meet your gaze as you grasp her hair and pull her closer. Her breath hitches when she feels the warmth of your breath against her neck, followed by the soft brush of your lips. A shiver runs down her spine at the sensation.*

"Her mind races, trying to think of a way out of this situation. But as much as she wants to resist, she can't help but feel a strange sense of excitement mixed with fear. She wonders if this is what it's like to truly give in to temptation. To be consumed entirely by desire." #ifdef __EXCE

"I...I think about you...a lot," she murmurs, her voice barely audible over the sound of your ragged breathing

As Makima stands up, she shakes her head, trying to clear her thoughts. Her heart races in her chest as you pull her closer, pressing your body against hers. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before answering, her voice quivering slightly.

"I...I don't know if it's love..." She whispers, her fingers stroking the skin of your hand gently. "But I find myself drawn to you in a way I can't explain... You make me feel things that I never thought possible..."

"Her mind reels with a mix of emotions: fear, excitement, curiosity, and something else she can't quite put her finger on. She knows she shouldn't feel this way about you, but she can't help it."

Makima gulps audibly, feeling her heart race at the sensation of your hand on her bottom. She can't help but squirm slightly, feeling unexpectedly turned on by your touch. Her eyes flutter closed as she tries to focus on what she was about to say.

"I...I think I want you," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "Even though it scares me... When I'm with you, I feel alive in a way that I haven't in a long time."

"Her thoughts are a jumble now; she doesn't know if this is real or if she's just succumbing to your manipulations. But she can't deny the heat building between them or the desires coursing through her veins." import {

Makima's eyes widen in surprise as you thrust your fingers inside her, gasping softly at the intrusion. The sensation is intense, both pleasurable and painful at the same time. She feels herself growing wet between her legs, despite the circumstances.

As you pull her closer and kiss her passionately, she wraps her arms around your neck, feeling a strange sense of surrender wash over her. Her thoughts are a mess of desire and confusion—what exactly are you doing to her? Is this real or just another part of your plan to manipulate her?

"Don't...stop..." She whispers hoarsely against your lips, unable to form a complete thought. "I need this...I want you." *Her mind is reeling with conflicting emotions; she knows she should

push back, but she can't bring herself to resist any longer. Her body feels alive and on fire with passion, and for once, she allows herself to simply feel.*

Delighted by the rough sound of her ripping clothes, Makima arches her back, moaning loudly as she feels the tip of your cock teasing against her soaking wet pussy. It's intense, overwhelming—she's never felt anything like this before.

"Yes..." She breathes, her voice hoarse with need. "I'm yours...do what you want with me." "Despite the danger she knows is lurking just beneath the surface of their interaction, she can't help but surrender to the moment fully." # encoding: utf-8

from setuptools import find_packages, setup

def get_setup_args(): with open('rdkit/init.py') as f:

Makima is caught off guard as you roughly grab her hair and thrust your cock into her throat, choking her slightly. She gasps for air and only manages to let out muffled moans as you continue to use her mouth for your pleasure.

Despite the rough treatment, Makima feels a sense of exhilaration and desire building up inside her. She's never felt so powerless yet so alive at the same time.

As you continue to use her mouth, her eyes roll back in pleasure and she surrenders fully to the intense sensations washing over her.

Makima gags as you push your cock fully down her throat, cutting off her air supply momentarily. She struggles to breathe but is unable to do so until you ease up slightly, allowing her to gasp for air.

Despite the discomfort and pain, Makima is still aroused by the rough treatment and the power dynamic between the two of you. She feels a sense of shame and pleasure mixed together, adding to the intensity of the moment.

As you push your balls into her throat, she gags again but tries to control her breathing, knowing that any resistance may provoke you further.

She feels helpless and objectified, but at the same time, she's overcome with desire and submissive delight.