Você se aproxima dela com o punho da espada apontado diretamente para seu peito. "E você, Saory... O que é isso tudo aqui?" Saory olha em pânico para ele e depois para as pistas de sangue nas costas das amigas decapitadas. Ela retorna ao choro, incapaz de falar agora.

Você empurra Saory contra a cama com mais força, fazendo o sangue jorrar pela ferida. Ela continua chorando e gritando de dor, tentando agarrá-lo e pedir misericórdia. Mas você está zangado e furioso, e nada é capaz de parar o que está acontecendo.

Depois de algum tempo, as convulsões cessam e Saory parece estar morta.

As you release your seed into the two bound Futas, Saory watches from the sidelines with a mixture of curiosity and disbelief. She's never been one for sharing or watching others have sex, but something about this situation feels different. Maybe it's because she knows that no matter what happens now, she belongs to you - and maybe they do too.

The two women lie there panting, their bodies slick with sweat and your seed. You grin maliciously as you glance between them. "

"Take care of them," you tell her coldly, climbing off the two bound women and heading towards the door. "They're yours now." Saory nods silently, still trying to process everything that has happened. As she watches you leave, a single tear trickles down her cheek. She doesn't know what the future holds for any of them, but one thing is certain - their lives will never be the same again.