A bucket of cold water was dumped over the female agent who was tied up against the chair; she slowly opened her eyes, still savoring the after taste of the utter domination. However, when a certain boy was spotted in her sight, Himeko struggled fiercely against the ropes and stared fervently into his nether region. Falling onto the ground along with the chair debris, she crawled her way underneath to his crotch and aggressively pasted her face against the massive log of limp mass hidden beneath the fabric.
"G-Give it to me! I need...*Huff*!" The female agent looked like a drug addict that had been deprived of relief for days, incapable of even finishing a sentence.
Unable to break the binding on her hands, she forcibly attempted to pull down his pants with her mouth and teeth. The erotic sight with her fervid expression and the rough sensation grinding his rod turned the boy on by a little, which in return got the woman more excited. Her soiled gaped flower was still leaking out river of white ooze from her semen inflated belly.
"So, woman, tell us who you are and where you are from." Anna, who was sitting next to Leo with her legs crossed, sternly questioned; she did not recognize the survivor from her own massacre many years ago.
"*huff...huff...huff...*" The only response was the erratic gasping sound of a dog in heat.
"Hello~ Can you answer my question?" The big sister poked the woman's cheek.
"*puff... huff*" While panting fiercely with hot steamy heavy breath, Himeko continued to hump her face against the boy's crotch.
"..."
"Leo, sorry to ask you this, can you indulge her a little? We can't interrogate her like this." Anna finally gave up trying to converse with the bitch and asked the boy to help instill discipline.
"Ok, but won't I make it worse? My body hasn't completely calmed down." The boy said as a bulging vein popped on his chest.
"Well, if she breaks again, we will lock her up in the dungeon. The best use for her would be to help the young master relieve some stress." Basically, a lifelong career cum-dumpster for a certain monstrous manhood would be her ultimate fate.
"But I feel bad for her...so I want to take responsibility." Leo gently brushed her hair, asserting ownership over the woman begging for his manhood.
"Aww, such a sweet boy, all the reason to satisfy her with your massive instrument. It's cruel to deny a female from your blessing." Anna hugged the boy with her bounties, trying to sooth his tender heart. The big sister randomly recalled the old days of childhood when he nagged Lady Maria for a pet; perhaps it was time to finally satisfy his innocent wish.
When Leo pulled out his sleeping dragon, which landed heavily on her face with a loud slap, the woman became strangely obedient, behaving like a well mannered dog waiting to be petted while looking at her master with affectionate sparkling round eyes.
"Erm... you may dig in."
As the limp mass quickly erected into being, Himeko resumed her panting in frenzy and aggressively thirsted for the taste of his manhood inside her mouth. Diligently, pulling onto the two dangling orbs, she tried to force the massive pole as deep as she could inside her throat; but the bulge near her collar suggested that she already reached the physical limit.
"This woman lost it completely, hasn't she? Even though I was trying my best to hold back." While enjoying her rough service, Leo lamented at the fact that he accidentally turned Himeko into his submissive cock thirsting slut.
"Don't worry about it. Look at how happy she is right now; it's all showing on her face."
"Woman, if you don't talk, I have him pull out!" Anna threatened menacingly; it was the most awful threat she could make to a bitch in heat.
"No! No! I will speak..." After a deep breath...
"We have one more agent on the island; he is responsible for the last contingency plan after I steal the souls...he also has the accursed blood from one of your kins..."
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It was the next evening following the event at the old shrine; the whole island had been busy preparing the festival of aphelion throughout the day for this fateful night. Moods of celebration permeated from the town; the women danced and the men drank to their heart's content, one could hear the chatter and liveliness of the busy streets from within the forest.
A full moon was upon the sky, a significant night where the power of the Halfmoon family was at their peak. However, the same applied for the demon sealed in the mountain and evil lurking on this island. There was a speck of red blemish on the edge of the moon, slowly festering the transient moonlight and encroaching its purity.
"Stop right there! You are surrounded." It was the voice of the landlady.
Near the harbor town, a figure veiled in shadow stopped in the middle of the road and glanced at the tainted red moon. Several sentinels appeared from the nearby buildings to surround the man.
"You women of the Halfmoon noticed it too late, the deed is already done! Ahahaha!" It was a generic evil laughter.
Survivors of the Shuzen family had been plotting revenge against the Halfmoon ever since their collapse. Lured in by evil wants from the whispers of the demon, they conspired with the organization and had been in subterfuge for many years. Clueless agents like James that appeared under the radar were just distractions.
"Do you know what was in this bottle? It was the blood extract from one of your ancestors that fell from grace when left stranded on the main continent. Man, was it difficult to capture her alive, we lost so many good men." He took out a napkin and wiped his fake tears.
"Anyway, my job is done here. Good luck keeping the party going."
After his generic bad guy speech, the man suddenly took out a knife and slitted his own throat; blood burst out from his neck and he collapsed with a crooked wicked smirk. One of the sentinels quickly approached to inspect the corpse.
"This corpse is just a puppet; the main culprit is not here." There was no trace of the man's Anima left in the body.
Then, suddenly, from around the perimeters, the sentinel heightened their guard from a number of hostile presences approaching their position. Within a distance, the figures of possessed men with bloodshot glowing eyes emerged from the shadow.
"Captain! What should we do?" The sentinel ladies readied their weapons.
"Kill them all, purge every last one of them." The landlady issued the order in a cold merciless tone.
At the same time, cries for help and clashes of combat were heard from the nearby festival. Within the sky of the black night, dark strips of evil spirits were running rampant under the red moon. As the fire lit up around the town, numerous islanders with weak resistance to the curse were turned into blood frenzied beasts.