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Mario felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation under the merciless mockery of Princess Peach. What troubled him even more was the lingering scent of star weed tobacco in the saliva on Princess Peach's face. This aroma was an irresistible temptation for Mario, who was already dominated by desire and addiction. Clumsily and desperately, his tongue attempted to lick away every drop of saliva with the scent of star weed tobacco, even though this behavior made him appear more humble and ridiculous.
Seeing Mario in such a sorry state, Princess Peach couldn't help but burst into laughter, her laughter filled with contempt and amusement. She tauntingly said, "Oh my goodness! Little piggy, you are so adorable! You can even amuse me by being a little pig!" Her words were full of mockery towards Mario's situation, each one piercing his soul like sharp knives.
Mario's emotions have become increasingly complex under the entanglement of humiliation and desire. On one hand, he feels deep shame and self-blame, but on the other hand, he cannot control his craving for star weed cigarettes. Under the mockery of Princess Peach, he has to admit that he has completely become her plaything, a pitiful little pig who cannot resist any command or desire.
Princess Peach's eyes sparkle with teasing and satisfaction as she gazes at Mario's almost uncontrollable expression of desire. Her voice is deep and provocative as she slowly says, "Seeing the despicable behavior of the little piglet really makes me happy. Let me reward you." Her words reveal a clear disdain, as if savoring a splendid performance.
Mario heard this and his eyes lit up like a desert receiving rain. His eyes widened instantly, filled with excitement and madness that couldn't be hidden. It seemed like his whole body was injected with new vitality, constantly shaking his head and moving back and forth, as if he was trying hard to express his extreme desire and anticipation for that reward.
Princess Peach had an evil smile on her lips, with a star weed cigarette in her mouth, slowly bringing the burning end closer to Mario's tongue. There was a hint of madness in Mario's eyes, as if he was anticipating the intertwining of pain and pleasure. When Princess Peach finally pressed the burning end onto Mario's tongue, the "sizzle" sound seemed like the melody Mario had longed for. The burning and heat of the tobacco left a deep mark on Mario's tongue, bringing extreme stimulation and pain mixed with an indescribable pleasure.
Mario's mouth was forced open, and tears and mucus flowed involuntarily due to the pain. His tongue trembled, tasting the mixture of pain, scab, and the unique intoxicating flavor of star weed tobacco. This extreme and conflicting sensation plunged his body and mind into chaos, leaving him unsure whether to cry or feel grateful. Princess Peach watched it all, her laughter becoming even more manic, as if she were enjoying a carefully orchestrated script.
Princess Peach slowly lifted the star weed cigarette from Mario's burned tongue, then pressed the lit end onto another part of Mario's tongue. Mario felt the return of pain, the scent of scab, and the numbing sensation of star weed tobacco, all mingling with a sharp, deep-seated pain etched into his senses.
Mario felt a wave of confusion, as his mind seemed to no longer distinguish between reality and illusion. The pain and stimulation from the star weed cigarette gradually blurred his consciousness, and the surrounding world began to distort and warp, as if entering a colorful fantasy. In his vision, the face of Princess Peach, the contours of beautiful women, and the corners of the room all began to feel unreal, as if they were distorting and changing like ripples on the water's surface.
In this world of illusion, Mario felt himself immersed in a strange and distorted pleasure, which was both the source of pain and the nourishment of desire. His body experienced an unprecedented relaxation, as if all the pain and torment had transformed into a special experience. Mario's consciousness wandered in these intertwined sensations, as if floating in an endless universe, with only the voice of Princess Peach echoing like a distant echo, intermittently reverberating in his ears.
In Mario's eyes, the world filled with desire, pain, and lust began to undergo drastic changes. The walls of the room he was in seemed to slowly melt, turning into flowing, colorful liquid, like the lifeblood flowing around him. Every corner of the room emitted a colorful glow, like a surreal painting.
Princess Peach transformed into a beautiful yet terrifying goddess in his eyes, her figure exuding an irresistible charm amidst distortion and transformation. Her laughter echoed in Mario's ears, like a call from a distant planet, both wonderful and heart-pounding.
Mario felt an unprecedented sense of lightness and freedom in his body. In this distorted reality, his pain and shame seemed to be detached from his body, turning into particles floating in the air. His mind wandered in this illusion, experiencing a strange harmony and tranquility, as if floating in a weightless space.
However, in the depths of this ecstasy and illusion, Mario still had a hint of clarity in his heart. He knew that none of this was real, just the result of chemical reactions in his brain, but he was powerless to resist this engulfing feeling. His body and mind continued to sink in the vortex of this illusion, as if being swallowed into a bottomless black hole.
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