"Uhhhnnnn.... Oh god..." her hips rose off the table as the leech sucked harder and harder on her rod. The ring tightened and prevented her from releasing her load. The tension kept building as her cock swelled visibly and pulsed with heat and desire. It brought forth great pain as well as pleasure as it strained against the magic ring. Juices were dribbling from her twitching folds. She could not even control herself anymore. She felt like a complete and utter whore.

But she was granted a brief mercy as the leech was pulled off and destroyed. Her cock continued to pulse and ache. The witch needed to cum so badly but like her magic, that was out of her reach as well. All that did not matter as the mention of getting her life back brought her undivided attention. Unfortunately such boons came a price.

Avariza claimed this was such a small price. Kanoe could only smile faintly. It all meant more than the entire world to her, her magic especially. But the words never came. Clarice may wait for all eternity for her to come back or curse her name forever. The witch knew one thing though and that was her lover did everything for her happiness and love. The worst sin she could possible have done was not return that love.

"I'm sorry Clarice.." she could only hope that her lover finds freedom off that island. Perhaps Natsuki will treat her better now that she will be lost. Tears trickle down her cheeks as she shut her eyes. "I am yours..." she said softly. The witch would not give the demon the satisfaction of destroying her love for Clarice.

"You're a bigger fool than I ever dared imagine. Love is worthless. It did not protect you from Hell. It won't survive separation and isolation. She will hate you, I promise you that... Because you leave me no choice. What Avariza wants..." The Emperor mimicked what Rochelle had said. Did she not believe him capable of anything? Did she believe him any less omnipotent than Natsuki? She would learn that down here, he was a living god, his power absolute. "Avariza gets. If you won't give in, then I shall go forth and travel to your world instead. I shall find Clarice and I shall make sure she is left with nothing but the knowledge that you abandoned her. I shall leave her in a coma so deep she shall never awake again, trapped within unspeakable nightmares, confronted by the belief that you sacrificed her in order to save your own skin."

The Emperor smiled as he nodded toward the doctor, signaling for him to continue. The doctor, holding the second leech, then lowered it back onto her cock. The leech, replacing the first, began doing the same as its predecessor had done, slurping on her shaft. Wordlessly, the Emperor watched as a third leech was then attached to one of Kanoe's breasts, the mouth closing around a teat and sucking voraciously, drawing forth nectar. And as a fourth one was brought up, the Emperor stared back at Kanoe. "Your precious Claire shall believe that while she is trapped within her nightmares, you will be living freely, with a new lover of your own, nothing but hatred and rage festering in her heart for you... So much for love." And with that, behind the Emperor, another rift opened up, showing the appearance of a bedroom... In fact, it showed the very same room Kanoe and Clarice used, with the girl herself sleeping in the bed. Only an illusion but she would never know that. She had no reason, no suspicion, to believe that the Emperor's powers were anything but real. And horrifying. With that, Avariza began to turn, just about to leave this dimension behind and for another one. "I'll make sure to pass on any message she might have for you. They may very well be the very last thing anyone ever hear her say, after all."

"Ahhhhnnn!" She cried out as she felt the leech suck on her rod once more. A second one was added this time over her engorged teat. The leech's maw sealed around her puffing areolae and sucked deeply. Her mind bubbled with pleasure as she felt pressure release and nectar flowed unhindered into the vile creature.

The witch heard the dark promise the demon made. Her eyes widen in horror as she saw her lover sleeping just beyond the portal. Though the pleasure and pain she began to kick and scream as she struggled in her bonds. "Leave her alone!" she screamed at the emperor, "She has nothing to do with this. You have me. I'll be your stupid animal! I'll suck and fuck all you want, whoever you want! Let her hate me! I... I just want to keep her safe... Please.. I can't take it anymore..."

Kanoe's head rolled from side to side as she began to babble. She kept begging him to stop. The witch even begged for him to fuck her, to torture her anything to get his attention away from her lover. Clarice did not deserve this. She was not the one taken away by Luju and Ria, the mystic had nothing to do with any of this. This was her hell not her lover's.

"I swear if you do anything to her, I will bite off my own tongue!" she cried out, "It may not kill me in this world but I will do everything I can to damage your precious mechandise. Leave her alone, you have me. Take me, use me. I am your pet, your slave. I will not try to fight back or break free. I will provide the juices and nectar you desire. I.. I am your cow." Kanoe was gasping for breath. She did not know what to do anymore. She was completely useless, unable to do anything. Just once, she wanted to protect her lover. Just once...

The witch's outburst stopped the demon from entering the rift. The Emperor turned, his glare hard and cruel as he stared back at his poor pet. "You dare threaten me? You dare limit my options? Little whore, I do not think you appreciate the gravity of your situation yet. All that you have offered me... I already have it all." The demon edged closer to Kanoe, showing no mercy whatsoever. He would hammer it home for her, he would smear her through despair until she came to realize the truth. "You will suck and fuck when and who I tell you to. You will provide what I tell you to, when I tell you to. Face it, you have absolutely nothing at all to offer me that I do not already have. You belong to me, body and soul. That's the fact of it."

Standing beside her with the rift still wide open and the girl just ahead shifting slightly in her sleep... The Emperor finally decided on revealing the most terrible of his powers. "Kanoe... Why do you persist in being ignorant? Luju, he wields the power of "Domination"... And dear Ria? She wields the power of "Compulsion". Now, I? I may not have their abilities, but I have something far better. My will dictates the rules of reality. What I say, what I think, becomes the law. My power, Kanoe... Is "Sovereignty". You are just an animal, and I am an Emperor. Therefore, you are subject to my rule, just as everyone else. Why do you think the Marquis fears me even though he controls this entire dimension? It is because I have the power to deny him that control. There is no one that reigns higher than an Emperor. Not even the gods."

And it was only then that he stroked the witch's tear-stained cheek, forcing her to look up at him even if she didn't want to. "And it is against the law for animals to bite their tongues off. In fact, it is against the law for them to do anything that would harm themselves." The Emperor smiled cruelly, knowing his power had become reality down here. He did not strangle the witch's options. He did not cut them off. He did not prevent her from using them. He had simply denied her the option of even having options. "Go ahead, bite your tongue off. If you don't, then I'm just going to keep my promise and show Clarice the most terrifying nightmare anyone could ever suffer." Moments passed, without anything happening. And the demon smiled. "You can't do it, can you? No matter how hard you try, your mouth just won't obey, yes? Now, you see... Down here, I makes the rules. Down here, I'm God. This hell of yours... It's my paradise. And there is nothing you can do about it. You can't die. You can't hurt yourself. Others won't hurt you. You are already an animal, just another bitch willing to rut with anyone when she's in heat... Face it, little whore. You are completely powerless. Completely useless. Completely worthless."

The Emperor began laughing, knowing he had won. And in a show of cruel amusement, the demon spoke only one thing to taunt the witch. "Mooooo..."

Kanoe could only writhe and groan as the leeches continued without a care of what the demon was saying. Her toes curl as she whimpered pathetically. The only benefit she gained from her outburst was just a few moments of safety for her lover. But it was inevitable. The demon already had her, she had nothing left to give. There was no way to truthfully say she hated her lover. Her own love was once more going to hurt Clarice and this time it was going to leave the golden haired woman comatose.

With his new laws stated, the witch trembled. In her state in the simplest spells would manipulate her. The idea of biting her tongue was gone from her mind. Hearing the emperor mention it sounded so foreign to her ears. Frustrated at her own powerless self, Kanoe screamed. She just kept screaming as she called out to her lover, trying to rouse the woman awake before it was too late. Tears ran down her cheeks as she watched as her one bond was going to be destroyed before her very eyes.

"Screaming won't help. You're powerless, remember? You don't have the power to move through space and time, unlike me. Scream all you want, scream for a thousand years, scream until your voice grows hoarse... None of it will ever reach her. I have told you enough already... You no longer deserve it. Did you not notice it? That has already become a law of reality. Even if you ever escaped and got back to your world, what could you do anyway?" The Emperor tilted his head as he looked down at her, amused by her quandary. Was she beginning to realize just how painful love could be? "Face it. The only way you can save her now... Is to tell me that you hate her. You're a witch after all... Bonds only foster weakness. Weakness breeds dependence. Dependence destroys you. I'm only doing this for your own good."

The Emperor turned to look at the doctor, giving him an annoyed stare. "Remove the parasites. I grow tired of the cow. Take her to the milking room, so she may see a glimpse of her future with us." The Emperor then turned and walked toward the rift. Just before his figure blocked it, the image of Clarice rising from her slumber and staring through the rift could be seen, a look of terror on her face. Just another pluck of the heartstrings for the witch to suffer... "Farewell, my cow... We shall never meet again. And I promise you this, Clarice will suffer like no other." The cruel Emperor disappeared through the rift, the tear in space sealing itself behind his retreating back. The doctor, ignoring the witch now, proceeded to remove the leeches, injecting them with a poison of some sort that killed the creatures and released their hold on the witch. "Thy will be done, Master. It is time to join the rest of the general population, my dear..." The demon spoke softly as he pushed on the table, revealing it to a cart as it began rolling toward the doors, pushing them aside as they began moving deeper into the building. Everywhere, the powerful stench of sex could be smelled, threatening to overwhelm the senses. It was as if the stench was the final hammer on her coffin.

The witch wailed in frustration and sorrow. The demon was toying with her. She would have never successfully said such a phrase and meant it. Now her lover was doomed to dream nothing but nightmares, never waking every again. Now it was her turn to see her fate.

The leeches were removed. Her cock stood proudly as precum continued to ooze and dribble from the swollen tip. It pulsed in pain and pleasure as she was fully arosed and ready to blow at any moment. She could feel nectar still dribbling from her engorged teat as it trickled down her luscious mound and down her body.

The stench of sex welcomed her to her new life as an animal. She could only whimper and grown as she writhed in her bonds. Her own sexual stench was added to the mix as her sex was still dripping from the nights events. Not caring anymore, her eyes close as she heard the wheels rolling over the floor. Doors were opening and closing but none that mattered now. Her lover could no longer live and now neither shall she. There was nothing left to hope for. She was at the complete mercy of the emperor and his demons.

It was quite some time before they finally arrived at where she was to be left. A long corridor that seemed to stretch on in both ends, nothing but darkness could be seen on both sides of the tunnel. Here, only under the dimly lit lights, Kanoe's fate awaited her. All along the corridor, on both sides of the great hallway, stood countless women. All of them were exactly as one might have expected, hooked up to milking machines, wrists bound together and held up as the demonic machines drained them of their milk and juices. Only muffled groans and moans came from them, their mouths blocked by ball gags. They were all forced to stand on their own two legs, many of them seeming weak and wavering on their legs, clearly exhausted from long hours of labor. "Ah, dear... Here is your assigned name, "KS134". The master has made it clear that you have no name, no property, nothing whatsoever except what we have given you. A message from the Emperor."

Inputting a code into the console in his hands, the doctor freed Kanoe from her shackles. "Move her into the empty stall, boys." He spoke as two large demons approached them, pulling up Kanoe effortlessly in their grasps and escorted the female into her ill-fated spot, where she was doomed to be used as little more than a cow. It did not take long for them to put the new restraints around her wrists and pull it up until she was forced to keep her arms above her heads, her engorged tits jutting out for all to see. Like all the others, she was forced to stand on her legs, without any support or reprieve whatsoever. Not only would it prevent her from escaping, if she gave up or tried to fall asleep, the pain would prevent her from staying that way, along with the cock ring. She truly had no defenses at all anymore. "Thank you, boys." The doctor praised his aides as he stood in front of the witch, looking her over as he picked up an apparatus, making sure it was operational. "Remember now, KS134... You are still subject to the Master. His word is law. You are not permitted to harm yourself nor are you permitted to cause trouble... Not that you could anyway." With that, the demon slid the apparatus over her cock, making sure it fit her snugly. The two monsters were less gentle as they grabbed her breasts roughly, fitting milking tubes over the aureole, even as nectar began to leak out and fill the tube, having nowhere else to go.

"Enjoy the rest of your eternity, cow." The doctor cackled as he activated the terrible machine, the tools that had been fitted onto her humming to life and pulsating. Now, suction did their work as the nectar began flowing into the tubes, conveyed into the holding tanks. The cock ring was deactivated, allowing her release to pour into the apparatus; it too was sucked away by the machine, while bringing her slowly to another orgasm. The three then moved away, leaving her to her own nightmare.

She did not resist as she was lifted up by the two demons and bound to the milking machine. Her heavy breasts heave and thrust outwards as she pulled up into an uncomfortable position. They were swollen and heavy with arousal and nectar. The new cow was stripped of her name, given a simple ID number for logging purposes only. This was her life now, being drained of her juices and milk for all eternity.

A weak groan sounds as the machines turned on. A sharp cry sounds her first climax as how seed was fed into the apparatus as it continue to suck away at her hard cock. Nectar fed into the milking machine as it chugged away, draining more and more of her precious mammary milk but showing no signs of deflating.

Tear stained eyes open to see a woman across the way. The woman had no doubt been in this hell for a very long time. The woman's eyes were lifeless but still she continued to grunt and moan with pleasure. The mind was dead leaving behind just the pure arousal and tension in the body. Soon she would die much like that woman had. Her mind would fade and she would become nothing more than an object, a resource to be drained for this vile emperor.

While her thoughts were still her own, she sobbed and moaned in pleasure. She lost everything and all that was left was to give in to her fate. As she came, juices were fed into another tube that was up her cunt. She weakly grind agains the machine, allowing it to suck and slurp at her relentlessly. The climaxes came faster and faster until it quickly became a series of machine gun orgasms. The hightened state of bliss fed even more nectar into her swelling orbs as juices and seed pump into the sucking tubes. Her life as Kanoe was no more, she was now just KS134, a sex cow.

Here, all time lost its meaning amidst the endless cacophony of sounds, machines beeping and whirring, tubes sucking and pulsating, the captives moaning and groaning from their nightmarish pleasure. How long had it been since she had been fitted into the machine? How long had she been trapped here, separated from everything she had ever known and loved? How many days must have it been? No... It felt more than that. Perhaps weeks. Even months. It could have potentially been years, even. The scene did not change much for the sex cow known as KS134. Women had been dragged off, utterly useless and discarded, while new ones were brought in, screaming and yelling. It did not take long for them to be broken in completely, giving into despair. Guards had come and gone, new faces always present for the slaves to be fearful of until they were replaced by even more new ones.

Of late, however, the witch had the unfortunate luck to catch the attention of one of the new personnel, the head jailer for this part of the milking farms. She had been interested in the witch, noticing that she seemed to be a permanent fixture of the corridor, always still there in her stall. Her situation had been explained to the head jailer and she had decided to use the witch as her personal plaything, with permission from the Emperor himself who still did not care for the woman at all. He had won, so why would he care anymore? And thus, Kanoe had become the personal property of Sasha, the succubus in charge of the 'cows'.

"Miss Sasha wishes to see you again, KS134..." The doctor, now just a bit older looking, smiled at Kanoe. After all this time, they were practically friends, even though they had never really had a conversation. You couldn't with only grunts and groans, after all. One of the demonic guards held her shoulder as she was freed from the milking machine. It was only a small comfort, for she would be brought to her new mistress, only to be raped over and over again, as she had been many times now. Today, however, Sasha would have delightful news to tell Kanoe.

With the alterations her mistress had done to her body, the machines could drain her forever and she would never lose any of that perfect beauty that used to draw the eyes of students back in Shokushu. The milk machine chugged endlessly, her nipples pulsed rapidly as nectar flowed like a river down to the tubes to a tank somewhere out of sight. The pleasure she felt had long since fogged her mind. Years of this torture destroyed any resemblance of self. She was now just an object. Like the machines she was hooked in, she accepted any order given without question. It was not like she could complain if she wanted to as years mental and emotional trauma had reduced her language skills to grunts and whimpers.

The only breaks in the monotony came much later as she was taken away to her new mistress. She did what was asked and pleasured the demoness with all her skills available. But usually the demon just wanted to fuck her exhausted body. Her altered body would still be producing nectar at a hyper rate due to the endless milking she suffered. When she finally returns to her stall, her breasts would have grown two to three cup sizes larger. Though that did not hinder the machines, some sucking at a higher setting would return the luscious globes to nearly their original size.

Once more, it was time to see her mistress Sasha. Kanoe showed neither sadness nor joy at what the doctor said. She merely waited till the demons unhooked her from the milking machine. The witch had no strength left in her body after so many years and relied on the guards to half walk her half drag her to where she needed to be.

KS134 was taken before Sasha and released where she fell to her knees. The former witch kept her eyes to the floor as she waited for further orders. Already she could feel her breasts burning as they began to swell with excess nectar. Pleasure and tension was all she knew and her fingers were already stroking her swelling mammaries as she cooed with pleasure.

Sasha, with a sardonic smile on her pink lips, watched as her pet was brought to her yet again. The demon appeared annoyed as the guard left her on her knees. The guard was one of the new ones, and hadn't learned how she wanted things. Clearing her throat, Sasha stared at the demonic guard. "I believe you were briefed on my wishes. I do not want my pet treated that way. You will take more care with her next time. And furthermore, when she is brought to me... Make sure you leave her in front of me." Sasha spoke as she got up, approaching Kanoe, dismissing the guard. "Ah, poor girl... They should have known better!" The succubus helped Kanoe over to her seat, where she sat down and pulled Kanoe onto her lap, as if she truly was some pet.

The demoness smiled as she cupped the witch's lascivious gloves in her hands, squeezing on them as warm nectar dribbled out of her abused teats. She had been quite pleased to learn of this marvelous girl and her ever full breasts. Fingers continued to tease her nipples, tugging and pinching on them roughly as her mounds were squeezed and fondled. They were really stupendous, weren't they? But first things first... The Emperor had finally moved away. This city was no longer his base of operations. The war raged on down here, Avariza's forces battling against the Marquis' own. It was only very recently that he had captured another city, a major hub really. The Emperor felt it prudent to relocate, bringing the war even closer to the Marquis' doorsteps. And now, with the absence of the Emperor and his lackeys, especially the two brothers that remained loyal to him...

Sasha cooed as she continued to pet Kanoe, deciding to reveal what she had discovered a while back then. It seems that the Emperor was not as truthful as he had been. In fact, Avariza was a pathological liar, going as far as to believe in his own delusions. "Well, pet... It seems that our great Emperor has been lying about certain things. Especially about your Claire. Wouldn't you like to hear about that? I've been dying for so long to tell you what really happened all these years..." Sasha giggled, knowing that if anything could bring the witch out of her stupor, it would most likely be about her long lost love. She had indeed been dying to tell Kanoe as soon as she learned of the truth. And today, Sasha pondered as she began stroking the thick cock between the witch's legs, she would see if there was anything of Kanoe left to salvage. Hopefully, there was...

"Uhhnnnn..." she moaned as her hypersensitive breasts were stroked and teased. Nectar spurt out of her engorged teats from even the gentlest of squeezes. KS134 leaned into her mistress's groping fingers. Sasha had treated her well as far as treating a cow went. She did not pay any attention to the scolding the demoness gave the guard for dropping her. She did not care how she was treated. Years of servitude have already drilled in one clear fact, she was an object to be used however they wished.

KS134 could not speak but she understood what the demons said to her. But the term Claire sounded strange in the mush that was once her brain. The slave blinked as she trembled slightly. She felt her eyes tearing up though she was unsure why. The word Claire made her remember pains from a past she could not remember.

"Ahhhnnn.." she pressed closer to her mistress as her swollen cock was stroked. Pleasure was all she understood having been experiencing it for years as she was milked and fucked countless times. KS134's hips rose to the woman's touch, pumping her hips against the demon's delicate fingers. The slave smelled entirely of sex which of no surprise. Juices were dribbling down her twitching folds, her body ripe for more rounds of lustfilled sex.

Even though the witch did not seem to be affected by the name, Sasha had noticed the tears and knew that there was at least still something left inside her, buried under all the trauma and pleasure. Well, this was going to be quite difficult for the witch but it had to be done... The head jailer didn't have any options, thanks to their mutual friends. Ah, well... She could always do that after she had her fun with Kanoe anyway. Still stroking the witch's cock, Sasha continued to speak softly, watching her pet. "It seems the Emperor lied about what he would do to your Claire. She's still fine. Nothing ever happened to her, at all. Isn't that such good news, dear?" The succubus watched, quiet now and waiting to see whenever this would have any effect on Kanoe. After all, there were those too far gone to save, but there were always those who still had something left inside them, a spark of life that couldn't be stamped out.

If she had tears, then she felt pain. If she felt pain, then there was still something left inside her. A memory, a face... Even if it was only a name. It would be the trigger for her 'rebirth', at the very least. "Come on, you must remember. You had someone you cared about, someone you loved. A life before this one. Claire." The succubus repeated the name, hoping to drag up more of the emotions that seemed so alien to the witch. She wouldn't be doing this if it was entirely up to her, but the woman she had met with was awfully persuasive... Compelling, really. And the man with her hadn't been any better. He had been quite rude but somehow, she couldn't really resist him. He simply was just too dominating. But they were better than the Emperor. Of that, she was quite sure. There was no future under the Emperor's rule. In a world where the future belonged to the man with the strongest power, Avariza alone profited.

"Ooohhhnnn..." she bucked her hips harder against the woman's hand. Precum was oozing out of her tip. But again the strange word was spoken. KS134 whimpered as if in pain as the head jailer continued to say the word. The slave was scared, clinging to her mistress. Did she do something wrong? Why was she feeling pain?

Luscious milk filled tits mash against the demon's chest. Her soaking tip dragged along the jailer's netherlips, hoping that would pleasure her mistress. But the word sounds softly in her head as she began whimper louder. The cow was sobbing now. She had no idea why but her chest hurts so much. KS134 had no idea what the woman was talking about but she found herself crying and yet felt strangely happy.

"Ahhhhnnnn!" Her cock twitched violently as both her sex and rod climaxed at once, drenching the floor in semen and juices. Nectar jets out of her engorged teats as if they were suffering their own mini climaxes. Sobbing quietly, the slave leaned up against her mistress, clinging tightly as she buried her face into the woman's shoulder.