A mechanical hum reverberated through the chamber, the air crackling with anticipation.
From the central altar, a projection flared to life, glowing symbols dancing like neon fireflies in the humid, musky air.
Final Protocol: Affirmation Sequence Activated
Remaining: 4 Subjects
Objective: 3 Orgasms each – 5 Minute Limit Begin on Activation.
An iridescent button pulsed on the ground, its soft glow beckoning like a siren’s call.
Kota’s gaze swept over the girls.
Miki stood ready, her sun-tanned skin glistening, her gym bloomers clinging to her curves as she adjusted them with a nervous tug, her orange ponytail bouncing.
Reina bit her lip, her violet eyes flickering with resolve as she nodded, her long black hair framing her flushed face.
Aika stepped forward silently, her sheer black pantyhose gleaming, her pencil skirt and loosened blouse betraying the heat beneath her composed facade.
Yuri, still flushed from her earlier climax, ran her fingers through her hair, her thick curves straining her schoolgirl outfit as she flashed a confident, teasing smile.
"Push it," she whispered, her voice a sultry challenge to the room.
Kota stepped forward and pressed the button.
The clock began, its relentless tick echoing in the chamber.
Kota moved to Miki first, his hands confident but gentle, his touch a steady anchor.
He slid her bloomers down her toned thighs, the fabric pooling at her feet, revealing her soaked panties.
His fingers pressed against the damp cotton, stroking her slick folds with care.
Miki trembled, her hips rising to meet him, her busty chest heaving as a soft moan spilled from her lips. "Ahh—Kota—"
He leaned in, kissing the soft skin below her belly button, his lips warm and teasing, then dipped his fingers beneath her panties, sliding into her wet heat.
Her body clenched around him, her exhibitionism kink flaring as she surrendered to his touch.
Miki shuddered, her moan echoing, her thighs quivering as she gripped the altar’s edge.
Kota approached from behind, his hands gentle as he cupped her, sliding his fingers into her panties with a whisper of encouragement against her ear.
"You’re doing so well," he murmured, his voice soothing her submissive nature.
His fingers worked her slick folds, coaxing a sharp moan as her legs stiffened, her long black hair swaying with each shudder.
First climax: 3:48. Reina’s cry was high and desperate, her body trembling as she clung to his arm, her D-cup breasts heaving against her blouse.
Kota turned to find her already grinding her hips in slow, deliberate circles against her emerald-glowing seat, her skirt hiked up, one hand fondling her ample breast through her blouse, the other slipping into her panties, teasing her own clit.
Her thick thighs trembled, her eyes glassy with pleasure, her breath shallow and ragged.
"Yuri—wait—" Kota started, concern flickering in his voice.
"Don’t worry. I’m pacing," she purred, her voice dripping with confidence, though her flushed cheeks and quickening breaths hinted at her intensity.
She hit her second climax at 3:20, her body shivering as a throaty moan tore from her lips, her grin triumphant but strained as she pushed herself further.
Kota turned to Aika, who had unfastened her bra, her bare breasts exposed to the flickering light, her nipples stiff and glistening with sweat.
He pressed close, his lips brushing each nipple with gentle kisses, his tongue flicking lightly to draw a hiss from her lips.
His fingers slid beneath her skirt, teasing her slick folds through her panties, building her rhythm with slow, deliberate strokes.
First climax: 2:54. Aika trembled, her breath catching, her forced obedience cracking as her body arched, a soft moan escaping her regal facade.
Back to Miki, now sprawled against the stone, panting, her bloomers discarded, her thighs parted.
Kota knelt before her, his mouth descending to her slick folds, his tongue tracing wide, languid swipes as his fingers parted her lips, pressing into her heat.
Miki’s moans grew louder, her hips bucking, her praise kink singing under his attentive touch.
Second climax: 2:14. Miki’s cry was sharp, her body shuddering as her hands gripped his hair, her arousal dripping down the stone.
Reina followed moments later, clinging to Kota’s neck as he pushed two fingers inside her, his thumb circling her clit with steady precision.
Her moans were desperate, her thighs squeezing his hand as he worked her to the edge.
Reina’s body convulsed, her high-pitched cry echoing, her submissive obedience fully surrendered to the pleasure.
Yuri was already curling into her third climax, her face flushed, her breaths shallow and erratic as she ground harder against the seat, her fingers working frantically beneath her panties.
Her thick curves quivered, her blouse straining against her heaving chest.
"Yuri, breathe—pace it—" Kota urged, stepping toward her, his voice tinged with worry.
She waved him off, her grin defiant.
"One more. Then I’m clear," she gasped, her voice trembling with determination, her body teetering on the edge of overstimulation.
The projection blinked green above them:
Kota’s heart pounded, the ticking clock a relentless pressure.
Kota’s focus honed in on Aika, his hand stroking a slow, erotic rhythm between her thighs, his fingers gliding through her slick folds.
His arm encircled her waist, anchoring her trembling form as his lips pressed to her exposed breast, his tongue teasing her stiffened nipple with gentle flicks.
Aika moaned, her head tilting back, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders, her glasses fogging as her thighs clenched tightly around his hand, her forced obedience melting into unrestrained need.
Nearby, Miki writhed on her altar, her sun-tanned skin glistening with sweat, her orange ponytail splayed wildly across the stone.
Kota moved to her, sliding two fingers into her soaked heat, his lips capturing hers in a soft, hungry kiss that fed her praise kink.
His thumb circled her clit with steady, teasing pressure, coaxing a sharp moan as her hips arched high, her busty chest heaving, her exhibitionism kink alight under his attentive touch.