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Sayo Minakami opened her eyes, which for some reason felt strained. The first and only thing she saw is a screen that seemed to surround her, with a pink and white spiral lazily swirling around. Said spiral was somehow alluring, like she could just watch it all day. 'Maybe she had wached it all day', she thought. But rather than losing herself to the spiral, she quickly assessed her strange surroundings.
When she did, she started to notice the rough surface of her restraints, whatever it may be, feeling those on her limbs, as well as her head. She also felt the cold hard surface of an aluminum bed through her back, which apparently was now exposed to the elements, probably due to her clothes now being mostly torn apart. As she slowly moved around, she realized that she was in her magical girl outfit. A suit she wears when she calls herself Magia Azure in front of many people.
When that realization hit, the memories of why she was here flooded in. The reason why she was here quickly appeared. Magia Baiser... No, she felt like there's something missing with that name. She quickly brushed off that concern as she tried to recollect what happened... and that came in easily, as fast as her futile resistance against the embodiment of evil that is Basier crumbled. How she yielded to the overwhelming pleasure that surrender provided. How she completely failed at being a magical girl.
She wasn't a magical girl, but rather Basier's pathetic pet. Her toy to be played with. Her puppet waiting for her strings to be pulled. A slave waiting for orders from her mistress. In fact, that's what been missing from that name. How dare she call her simply by Magia Baiser, without the reverence that Mistress Baiser deserved.
That. That's how she should be called, she thought.
When she thought about that, she felt something rub on her lower mouth, which she realized was still wet from the torment that she was subjected to when she foolishly put up a fight against her mistress.
And then, she heard the room echo as the voice of her mistress spoke. "Azure. Focus on the spiral, and repeat what you see. These are your truths that you will believe, the foundations that your mind will built around. These will be your only thoughts while you're here." There's... something off with her mistress' voice. It sounded less filled with desire and passion, and was rather monotone in candence. Like the voice wasn't her mistre-
"You don't need to worry about that, or anything really. Just listen to this voice and let it guide you.", the voice spoke. When it did, that train of thought was derailed and promptly vanished. After all, her mistress told her to not worry about it. As she now treated the voice like the commands of a goddess she deeply worshiped, she easily let those bad thoughts go away.
And then, she looked at the spiral and let her eyes lock in into the center of the spiral, where the pink and the white disappear in a dot. She didn't know for how long she has waited for something to happen, but she didn't mind. Rather, she couldn't mind, for she has a spiral to focus on, and she didn't want to waste time thinking about anything else.
But then, suddenly, a quick phrase appeared, too quick for her eyes to see but apparently slow enough for her mouth to speak "I am a good Magical Girl". Wait... That's wrong, wasn't she a-. Her thoughts distrupted by a vibration under her crotch, and a subsequent word from the ever present voice around her "You don't doubt your truths.".
After that, a slew of phrases blipped through the spiral. Starting with "Magical Girls are Paragons of Justice". A phrase she now more receptively took in into her mind as fact, as she focused more in absorbing what the screen gives to her rather than thinking.
"Enormita is Evil. They're my enemies". Her mouth spoke, while her eyes cried. It was a hard fact for her to accept as it would make her conflict with her mistress. But as she commanded her to accept what's written on that beautiful spiral, she slowly swallowed that truth pill. Luckily for her, another vibration made it easier for her to do so.
The mantra's continued, adding on the phrases "I must fight them gallantly"
"I must not yield to evil",
"To obey Mistress, I should resist Mistress",
And "Resistance is Obedience" to cap those lines off. A great summary of the truth the spiral is imparting upon her. And as the phrases repeated again and again, quickly appearing and vanishing. The vibrations now getting stronger in intensity, rewarding her mind with more pleasure as she accepts the truth more and more. The pleasure also crowds out unnecessary thoughts to keep her mind solely occupied by those phrases until they deeply sink in through her subconscious. Making her too horny and too focused to think otherwise.
As the sesh continues, she started growing restless. The docility of a defeated pet now replaced with a resolve that a captured magical girl should possess, trying to remove her restraints by forcing her hands, head, and feet to tug on said restraints, which didn't show any sign of budging. This slowly morphed into her shouting a lot, showing her defiance to being captured. Inside her mind, all of those phrases have morphed into one, consuming thought.
'FIGHT BASIER.'
After a few minutes of her unsuccessfully trying to escape, it seemed that the room was satisfied, as the words stopped appearing on the spiral. Not that she would've noticed anyways, as she's only focused in fighting Basier. But the next thing, she did notice.
"Sleep, Azure. Let yourself rest and fall in a deep sleep". Suddenly, a wave of drowsiness overcame her as while her submissive side has been suppressed subconsciously, it remained obedient behind the scenes. And when her mistress gave out the command, she prepared the body and lulled it to sleep. Her conscious self tried to keep herself awake, resisting Basier through this, but she's too weak against herself, against her true self. Soon, she slept soundly, ready to listen to "Baiser's" voice one last time
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Minakami Sayo woke up on her bed in cold sweat. She breathed in and out heavily as her hands gripped strongly on her futon. A sane lady's nightmare, or a dream for a deranged masochist, prompted her body to rise.
She tried to recollect what her dream entailed. From what memories she could grasp, she fought Magia Baiser last night, remembering how the sensation of the Panda monster, and the subsequent pleasure it gave, felt... and then she brought her to... where again, a room... did she bring her to some where...? It didn't happen rig-
'It's not real, it's simply a figment of your sleepy mind' a thought formed that her mind readily approved. 'If so, it didn't really matter what happened in said dream, right?' another thought eased into her mind. As unbeknownst to her, one of her hands that gripped the futon lightened it's hold and moved down there.
That train of thought reached it's last station, as she thought 'I shouldn't mind the detail, I should just pleasure myself on how hot my dream might be'. Before getting into it's depot, 'I should let that dream slip by'. After that last thought, her mind became crippled by the pleasure her wet fingers gave, too distracted to notice the strange thoughts appearing out of nowhere.
After that morning session with herself, she went on her daily routine, now completely unaware of what just happened on her bed after water droplets showered over her emerald hair. She got to school and met up with her fellow friends and magical girls in Tres Magia.