HDL 1st Day -7-
All that is left of you now is an earnest wish: To come.
Your mind and body are completely exhausted, there's nothing left anymore.
Your heart is completely laid bare and defenseless.
Utterly defenseless, you can neither flee or fight.
If I were to let you climax in this state, it would directly burn the stigma of a slave into your deepest heart.
You have endured mistresses' harshest teasing, and so you shall reward you with a climax.
This experience of corrupted success will make you addicted.
Addicted to pleasure as a manservant.
If that happens, then you're already... Ufufu.
(SFX bongo sound)
You know it's useless already, but there is no escape.
Beg and stick out your crotch.
Now, shall we give this training the finishing touches?
At the end of this training lies the absolute best pleasure you have so eagerly been waiting for.
You don't have to do anything difficult.
You only have to present your whole being.
Come on, please relax.
Let's go.
(SFX noise)
-- (Left) --
What you will feel now is a ballistic pain-level, followed by pleasure.
Pleasure that will influence your daily life so badly, you'll wish you had never felt it.
-- (Right) --
The following denials will be different, like presentment of pleasure on a terrific scale.
Like a quickly falling and rising wave, accompanied by an unfamiliar sensation boiling up.
(SFX impulse sound)
-- (Left) --
The happiness of born from expecting pleasure and the impending danger to your body will crash together.
In the end you will be overwashed by overwhelming pleasure, liberating your whole human being.
-- (Right) --
Your body senses and depends on the terrific pleasure coming your way.
Assimilating your deepest crotch, pierces and sticks to you just like the moment before severe pain.
(SFX impulsive sound + continuous whip)
-- (Left) --
Like a thunderbolt crashing down, spreading into your body from the hypocenter.
Blowing away all your important assets like self-respect, burning your awareness to nothing, erasing your sanity at rapid speed, and subjugating your everything.
-- (Right) --
An overwhelming, unappeasable sensation to make you scream and faint.
You can't escape this sensation of inner self-destruct.
??Shock and heat will empty out your squirming self and change it.
(SFX impulsive sound + continuous whip)
-- (Left) --
The pleasure spread through your whole body coils all over with heat like molten metal, giving you lingering echoes of climax, and grilling you.
You are falling from man to a beastly manservant, degrading, burned with a mark...
-- (Right) --
After falling, you hold and twitch on with all your might to the lingering waves.
As your body gets numb from the pleasure and euphoria, all that's left it wheezing? Leaking from your mouth.
The proof of a manservant, the stigma of degradation, blissfully shivering with every strike...
Climax is right in front of you.
When I say GO, you run at staggering speed towards the top.
Wait, wait, wait ...
GO!
(SFX Bongo + noise + countdown)
-- (Left) --
Your body feels the danger.
Your body feels the happiness.
Something unfamiliar boiling up with rapid waves up and down.
And overwhelming sensation, overwhelming pleasure.
Blowing off, burning up, eating up, liberating, falling.
(SFX whip sound continuous)
Inevitable, unbearable.
Exploding inside and burning to nothing.
Thunder, ground zero, heat, vibration, shock...
-- (Right) --
As you approach it, you clearly understand.
The ballistic pain level is pleasure on a terrific scope.
You can't live a normal life anymore.
But now it is too late for regrets.
Your bodily sensations all converge on one spot.
It's already piercing in your deepest, weakest spot.
In your wasted pride, there's something important you don't want to lose!
One momentary regret, completely blown away by overpowering pleasure...
ZERO (BAAAAAaaaaannngggg!)
Pleasure.
Nothing but pleasure...
Everything's blown away.
Everything burned up.
The lingering climax is coveting you and slowly burning you up.
The stigma of corruption.
Ecstatic pleasure.
Fulfilled with happiness.
Supreme happiness.
This is the best pleasure in your life.
My training.
You have endured my assaults of pain and pleasure, and were greanted an orgasm in the end.
An unforgettable experience.
If you've had your first taste, you can never stop.
My adorable junkie is now ready.
You will seek me out every day.
You can't live without me anymore.
This mark, the stigma burned into you, will ooze and throb every day, around the clock.
However, at most, I can only see you every three days.
No matter how much you want to see me, we can't do it more often.
Ufufu, don't worry.
I'm leaving you with sound drug, jam-packed with sounds and noises, so you don't get lonely.
You can listen to it as often as you want.
Please appreciate it to your gusto.
But if possible, try to limit it to once or twice a day only, okay?
After three times... you know what.
When you have something that gives youa pleasant change, please consider carefully on how to use it. Okay?
While you can't see me, train yourself with the sound drug once every three days.
The stigma burned into you will weaken over time.
??That means your manliness will properly recover the more you work on it.
You are very honest, aren't you?
However, when you listen to the sound drug and accept my training again, it's going to feel even much much better than now.
The more you repeat it, the bigger my presence will become.
I'm not exactly ordering you to come back every three days.
And there is no need to listen to the hypno drug either.
It's even better if you don't.
It's perfect if you stay away from me just like this.
I am talking about how you can't resist the power of temptation itself from this pleasure.
Please be careful not to ruin yourself as you fall into its vortex.
I'm also helping you to quickly come back to your feet as an upstanding adult man.
Oh, but please do try to carry my sound drug around with you, like in your cellphone of music player.
Because being able to listen to it whenever you can has an important meaning.
Well, you can freely move now.
That said, maybe you can't even move after your spirit was so violently squeezed from you.
You'll properly recover after one night's sleep. Until then, you'll look like a frail young lady, dizzy on her feet.
That is the evidence that I've exploited the spiritual energy from your weakened mind and body.
The proof that I've dominated your deepest heart, and finished your training to be a shameful masochist.
Now then, until next time. Be a good boy, my adorable little manservant.