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When Princess Peach slowly pulled her fingers out of Mario's mouth, Mario was finally able to breathe heavily. His face contorted in unbearable pain and humiliation. But beneath this humiliation, there was an irresistible pleasure that made his soul sway in contradiction.
Princess Peach gently licked the fingers that had just been sucked by Mario, her movements gentle and seductive. Her eyes shimmered with a teasing and victorious light, as if enjoying the pleasure of controlling and dominating everything. Her smile, both evil and charming, irresistibly drew people in with her charm.
Mario in this situation, felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation. His heart was filled with shame and self-disgust, but at the same time, there was a strange sense of satisfaction and pleasure. As he watched Princess Peach's seductive movements, although his heart was full of shame, he couldn't deny the pleasure it brought him. Deep in his soul, a complex and subtle emotion arose from this feeling of domination and humiliation. On this crazy night, Mario's soul seemed to be undergoing an unprecedented transformation.
When Princess Peach gently placed her delicate hands on Mario's neck, her breath and warmth came close to his ear. Her voice was deep and full of temptation as she whispered softly in Mario's ear, "This... is just the beginning!" This sentence was like an electric current, instantly piercing through Mario's whole body, making him feel a kind of unprecedented tingling and excitement.
However, in this pleasant feeling, Mario was constantly brought back to reality by the kicks to his lower body from the beautiful women beside him. Each kick was like a whip, waking him up from the hallucinatory pleasure. The physical pain and mental pleasure intertwined, creating a strange and twisted sensation.
Under this dual stimulation, Mario involuntarily emitted a series of sounds mixed with pain and gasps. Each breath seemed to be trying to resist the torment from the body to the mind, but at the same time, his body seemed to unconsciously seek more stimulation and pleasure. His mind struggled in this contradiction, while also seeking some kind of release in his subconscious.
In this compartment, time seems to have stood still, leaving only the complex and twisted emotions and desires between Mario, Princess Peach, and the two beautiful women swirling in the space. Every breath and every touch continuously shape the crazy story of this night.
Princess Peach's expression suddenly becomes wild and cruel, her hand tightly gripping Mario's neck, her eyes flashing with an irresistible majesty and madness. Her voice is sharp and powerful, as if to shake the air in the entire room: "You filthy dog! You are not allowed to make any sound! The pain we bestow upon you is the greatest blessing for a cowardly trash like you, understand?"
Princess Peach tightly gripped Mario's neck, her strength was astonishing. Mario felt his windpipe being tightly compressed, as if the air was being sucked out in an instant. His face began to turn pale, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, but he couldn't break free from Princess Peach's control. His body started to struggle weakly, his mouth opened to breathe, but no sound came out.
Under Princess Peach's cruel torture, Mario was filled with fear and despair, but also mixed with a twisted sense of satisfaction. His mind struggled in this pain and humiliation, yet also sought some strange pleasure.
The two beautiful women beside were witnessing all of this, their eyes filled with astonishment and excitement, as if deeply drawn to the scene before them, yet also feeling a hint of fear. They hesitated in uncertainty, unsure whether to get involved or remain silent.
The entire compartment was filled with a sense of danger and madness, and the relationship between Mario and Princess Peach seemed to reach some extreme state at this moment, both of control and being controlled, as well as mutual reliance and torment. Every detail of this night was depicting the complex emotions and desires between them.
At that moment, the beautiful woman beside him who had been kicking his lower body suddenly laughed. Her voice was filled with surprise and teasing: "Oh my! How did it suddenly become so big and hard?" Another beautiful woman leaned over, her eyes also filled with curiosity and amazement, and said, "Oh my! What a big and thick water pipe!"
Mario's face turned bright red, his eyes filled with pain and despair. When the beautiful women next to him made surprised and teasing comments about his physical reaction, a complex emotion surged in his heart. He felt shame and humiliation, but at the same time, there was an inexpressible excitement and satisfaction. It seemed that there was a voice in his heart telling him that he was an unforgivable pervert, and he calmly accepted this fact in his heart.
Princess Peach showed obvious disgust and disdain towards Mario. She suddenly released her hand from around Mario's neck, allowing him to finally catch his breath. However, Princess Peach was not done yet. She forcefully slapped Mario's face, leaving a red mark with each blow. Anger flickered in her eyes as she hurled insults at Mario, piercing his heart like a knife: "Trash, pervert! Can this also give you a physiological reaction?"
Mario bore the imprint of Princess Peach's hand on his face, his eyes filled with humiliation and pain. He felt a strange sense of contradiction in his heart, both hating and loving the woman in front of him. His heart was filled with pain and conflict, yet he also felt a perverse sense of pleasure.
Princess Peach looked at Mario in pain and confusion, and a strange sense of satisfaction welled up in her heart. She felt that she had complete control over this man, and her power and charm were validated to the fullest in this moment.
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