Chapter 474 – Personal Guard Combatant Sonia Huildam
[I feel sad compared to ordinary combatants! Because I am a brainwashed combatant created by the brainwashing villain organization Chaos. If you compare yourself to those things, you might get hurt…]
Brainwashed combatants who can take on the role of combatants is widespread, and even travelers from another world with no ties, like Lasix, can do so by paying a reasonable additional service fee at the Soso Exchange. First, it can be used appropriately…
[So tomorrow! It’s tomorrow! I don’t know who will be the master, but I’ll be looking forward to it! See you tomorrow then. Master!]
The brainwashed combatants of Chaos, an organization that can no longer be created thanks to the fact that the seeds have already dried up thanks to collectors roaming the black market and the brainwashing villain organization that was supposed to create them has disintegrated.
[Oh my! The ego preservation rate is 72 percent. Can I say it like this? Huh! It’s over! Well then, I’ll be looking forward to tomorrow! Bye bye!]
A limited edition that fully satisfies the distorted desires of collectors. Discontinued. High performance. A top quality product that maintains more than 50% of the self-preservation standards. A brainwashed combatant of the brainwashing villain organization Chaos.
“Let’s go. I took pictures of everything. Of course, I uploaded it without being caught… And finished the mosaic. The voice is different from the usual Sonia, so… Uh… Oh… Wow. … I’m sharing it right away, manager?”
Right in front of Sonia’s eyes, who froze after saying everything she had to say. Just right. Although he snaps her fingers to signal her to come to her senses. Rather than releasing the slime latex that was intentionally made as thin as pantyhose and dressed up like a leotard-type bunny girl.
“Uh… Huh? Combatant Sonia?”
Rather than being frightened by the gesture of raising her hand behind her head or the look down at her with a mocking look, Sonia froze like a life-size figure.
On the contrary, No. 5094 was taken aback by such an appearance, and only then did he happily begin to explain, a researcher from a brainwashing villain organization. Lasix.
“Yes, it won’t work out. No. 5094. It’s the same as it is.”
“Then how do you solve it?”
Sonia’s state of being like a brainwashed doll that does whatever you tell it to do is also a form of hypnosis magic. Lasix is explained as self-suggestion, not a cutting-edge brainwashing technology.
However.
“When I give you a hint. I just turn on the pleasure pulse at maximum output.”
The explanation is that they simply induced the self-suggestions to continue with the pleasure pulse reward program turned on through a needle that penetrated into the biological brain.
“So, if you turn off the reward program, for an ordinary person, the self-suggestion will end in about 3 to 5 minutes. For Sonia… Um…”
Lasix makes mental calculations while comparing Sonia’s weak mental resistance with that of a healthy person who can be used as a brainwashed combatant even if he is an ordinary person.
And the turquoise elf extending three fingers covered with black-purple latex into the yellow eyes of the loyal second combatant.
“Thirty minutes?”
No. 5094, which takes ten times the time it takes for an ordinary person to recover from a completely devoured autosuggestion… And Lasix, which makes you shake your head.
“Three hours?”
Combatant Sonia, nodding as she changed the unit, turned off the pleasure pulse for three hours. Let alone its identity, it looks slippery, but when you touch it, it is actually smooth, showing anyone a body pressed against a latex bodysuit…
Lasix also affirms that you can use it however you want. Combatant Sonia’s manager.
“Sonia. Please, can I give you one command?”
[Huh. Command? Are you saying you want to try it out before it sells? What if I do whatever I want?]
Even though the hint has been released, he is a brainwashed combatant from the brainwashing villain organization Chaos who will be exhibited in the Sky City Black Market. Sonia earnestly plays a character that does not exist, number 1233.
Not in acting… But with indirect permission from combatant Sonia. I simply entered an order through the combatant system to postpone Brainwashed Combatant No. 1233, who was filming a promotional video to be exhibited…
Instead of giving an answer to number 5094, who looked at Lasix as if he was genuinely worried about whether Sonia was okay, and to the data chip that was using the body of a girl known as Lucia at an academy in Aca City. Lasix proudly points to the clock hanging in the living room with his small body.
After receiving permission, Brainwashed Combatant Personality No. 5094 walks slowly next to Sonia, who is standing, and gives orders in the voice of Lucia, a small magical girl, while tickling Sonia’s ear hole where the mecha receiver is not inserted.
“Then I’ll give you an order. Is that okay? Combatant Sonia?”
[Joy? Who is Combatant Sonia? Wasn’t she mistaken for another combatant? No, no! If you’re a combatant of Chaos, there’s no way she has a name!]
[It’s not Sonia, but I’ll give her special permission. Instead, she’ll only accept it once! What if you try it?]
Even if she says so. Sonia is in a state of brainwashed combat, her mental state filled with the desire to carry out orders that have already been given.
On the contrary, if you think about how a brainwashed combatant whose ego is so worn out cannot even erect erogenous zones like a love doll,
It got so big that Lasix induced self-suggestion and I lifted it lightly with my fingertips.
Now, Sonia’s perverted nipples have grown so big that if she does that again, Lasix’s fingers will be sprained.
Movement too. Even facial expressions. Although it is unnatural to answer while slightly looking down. No. 5094, giving orders normally.
“Just as hard as you can. Climax as much as you want?”
“Yes… Yeah…♥
Sonia… The climax…!”
The D-class hero of Sky City, who is a brainwashed combatant, but her bold expression, which seemed strangely playful, immediately disappears, and her hand goes up next to her eye as she says her climactic declaration so loud that even the next door can hear it. Sonia.
Thanks to her mindset as a combatant, she came in when she was in a vulnerable state, marinated in her pleasure pulse.
Thanks to the mucous latex that sticks to the entire body as if eating it.
Thanks to Cyberlife’s combat training that teaches you to take for granted the fact that you are following orders.
“… Nehe… Eh…♥”
Sonia collapses as her body, which she gave to the manager, is filled with excitement from the reward of pleasure.
Her strength loosened just a little. Even though love juice is flowing out from the loosened area. Rather than coming to her senses due to the pressure presented by the black-purple latex covering her breasts, the Lasix fighter steadfastly creates clitoral marks
“The answer is Sonia?”
“Thank you… Thank you…♥”
(I don’t know anything, but… I’m happy…♥)
There was no reason for my thoughts to return. Sonia is thankful for the voice that made her whole body tremble and for making her so obscene.
All she did was rub her cheek as someone lovingly stroked it as if handling a precious object. Even patting her head…
As the self-suggestion gradually dissipates, she will return to Sonia. Sonia will return to being Monk Rasik’s personal bodyguard and combatant, which is different from before.
It has changed more than I thought. Instead of feeling uncomfortable, Sonia is satisfied with the way of thinking created by her pleasure and absolute obedience as a combatant, and gradually begins to let go of other thoughts.
“It’s three hours at the most?”
“… At least… Huh?!”
No. 5094, where a combatant slams the blade of his hand into the manager’s head, demonstrating an action that a brainwashed combatant of an absolute obedience brainwashing villain organization would never do.
“…♥”
I don’t know the details, but Lasix’s combatant surrenders himself to the reward of being stroked in a smooth latex bodysuit by someone he recognizes as a ‘comrade’.
Sky City’s hero is happier than anyone else here just by having her breasts pulled.
Something that needs to be done right away. Even more than the managers of combatants who have a mountain of work to accomplish.
As the manager’s second combatant, the thought of reviewing the operation using the sales video of the brainwashed combatant that was filmed with great difficulty made my head ache even more than #5094.
“Ah… Ah… Okay… Okay…♥”
The hero of Sky City who does not harm anyone and enjoys the greatest pleasure promised as a combatant. Sonia.
As she had learned from her manager, Sonia took both of the pervert fighter’s nipples, which had become thicker, between her fingers and pulled them slowly, and naturally began to walk along with the woman who looked similar to her.
“I’ve put the receiver back on. I’ve put the visor back on. Now, I’ll put the maintenance ring back on as well. Combatant Sonia?”
A device for managing combatant Sonia’s erogenous zones by pulling on her nipples. A set of golden rings. No. 5094 takes out the case containing the nipple ring and the clitoris fixing ring and shows it off in front of Sonia.
Cuckoo… Cuckoo… The thick but soft protrusion hardened and became harder to put the golden ring on…
“I said at least… I’m still relaxed.”
“…♥”
Rather, he put on a set of rings that needed to be put on and checked her watch, as if he had learned from Sonia to put it off until later.
“Follow me. Combatant Sonia.”
“Yes…5094… Ho… Sama…♥”
“Are you calling me that now? I’m touched. Sonia~”
Time left until combatant Soniaga returns as Lasix’s personal bodyguard combatant…6 hours…
