Lewd Labyrinth : Sent to an Ero-Game with my Classmates [18+]-Chapter 36: screamed

Hina reached the central console in three lunging steps, her sweat-soaked lacy shorts clinging to her flushed, toned thighs, her heaving chest straining her torn shirt, baring a glistening midriff that shimmered in the crimson glow, her Obedience Collar flashing red like a lustful warning.

She raised her fist, muscles taut, sweat dripping down her flushed neck, and drove it into the console with a primal grunt, sparks erupting in a sizzling cascade, the air crackling with erotic static.

The glowing glyphs flickered, runes scrambling into erratic, lascivious patterns, the interface glitching with a sultry, digital groan:

SYSTEM ERROR – SYNC LOOP INTERRUPTED

Calibration Flow: Unstable.

Energy Channels: Fragmenting.

Kota’s eyes widened, his breath catching, sweat beading on his brow as he shouted, "No—Hina, stop!" his voice a desperate command slicing through the musky haze, his hoodie clinging to his lean frame, outlining a faint, aroused tension in his stance.

Hina slammed her foot into the pedestal’s base, her lacy shorts riding up to bare more flushed, sweat-slicked thigh, her kick sending a low, sexual throb through the floor, the platforms pulsing too fast, their runes flaring with chaotic, horny energy.

Miki yelped, her restrained form quivering, her lacy shorts damp with lube, a bead of sweat tracing her flushed collarbone as she gasped, "Ow—something’s buzzing under me!" her voice a needy whimper, her hips twitching against the platform’s electric surge.

Reina gritted her teeth, her lacy skirt flaring to reveal glistening thighs as arcs of violet light crawled up her legs, sparking with a teasing, sensual sting, her restrained moan muffled by a sharp hiss, Aika tugged against her cuffs, her visor flashing, her lacy bra clinging to her flushed curves, lips parted in a sultry, breathless plea.

"Kota, get her back!" she urged, her voice raw, her flushed neck glistening, glasses trembling on her flushed face.

Kota ran forward, his sneakers pounding the stone, but stopped short as the air above the console erupted in violent static, tendrils of magical energy lashing out like a lover’s frenzied caress, crackling with lustful intent.

Hina stood defiant, "You want to control me?!" she screamed, sweat rolling down her flushed neck, pooling at her heaving midriff, her eyes blazing with fiery, sexual defiance.

"You want me to moan on command like a goddamn toy?!"

She threw another punch, her fist slamming into the console, sparks flying like a climax of light, the pedestal groaning—a low, digital wail like a beast in throes of passion.

Yuri tilted her head, her lacy blouse baring a flushed, quivering cleavage, her sharp eyes glinting with quiet fascination, a coy smirk playing on her lips.

"She might break the whole trial," she murmured, her voice husky, sweat dripping down her flushed temple, her restrained thighs clenching with a subtle, horny thrill.

Kota stepped closer, raising a hand, his voice firm, resonating with a commanding edge.

"Hina," he said, "That thing is wired into the dungeon core. You’re not breaking out. You’re breaking everyone."

Hina turned to him, her chest heaving, sweat-soaked shirt outlining her flushed curves, her eyes burning with unyielded passion.

"Then maybe you’ll all wake up," she spat, her voice raw, the chamber’s chaotic, sexual energy swirling around her defiant, glistening form as she stood poised to shatter the trial’s lascivious grip.

A single, deep tone reverberated through the steel-paneled chamber, final and ominous, the musky air crackling with a sultry, electric charge, the cold metal walls pulsing with a lascivious hum as the trial’s chaotic energy surged.

The voice returned, no longer soft, its tone harsh and commanding, slicing through the haze with sadistic authority:

"Subject has violated sacred synchronization. System override in effect. Initiating Extraction Sequence."

The ground beneath Hina erupted in a burning crimson rune, its jagged glow flaring with lustful intent, illuminating her defiant form.

Sweat-soaked lacy shorts clinging to her flushed, toned thighs, her torn shirt baring a glistening midriff, her heaving chest straining against the fabric, sweat dripping down her flushed neck as she stood, unbound but trembling.

Metallic tendrils shot from the walls, arcing with magical energy, their surfaces shimmering with a horny, arcane pulse.

Hina spun, dodging the first tendril with a sharp twist, her flushed thighs flexing, her lacy shorts riding up to bare more sweat-slicked skin.

The second tendril snapped past her shoulder, slicing her sleeve to reveal a flushed, taut arm, the fabric fluttering in the crimson glow.

"NO!" she shrieked, her voice raw, a mix of rage and rising arousal, her eyes blazing with unyielded fire as she turned to run. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

The Obedience Collar ignited, a shockwave of pink lightning erupting from her throat, locking her in place mid-step, her body arching in a tense, sensual curve, her flushed midriff quivering, her lacy shorts clinging tighter as her thighs clenched against the electric surge.

Kota raised an arm, shielding his eyes as the air rippled with a lustful, chaotic pulse, the chamber’s walls throbbing with perverse anticipation.

"Hina!" Miki shouted, her restrained form trembling on her platform, her lacy shorts damp with lube, a bead of sweat tracing her flushed collarbone, her whimper laced with needy panic.

Reina bit down on a scream, her lacy skirt hiked to bare glistening thighs, violet arcs of energy crawling up her legs with a teasing, sexual sting, her restrained moan muffled by gritted teeth.

Aika’s visor flickered, her lacy bra clinging to her flushed curves, lips parting in a sultry, breathless gasp, her flushed neck quivering.

Yuri flinched, her lacy blouse baring a quivering cleavage, her sharp eyes glinting with a horny fascination, a soft moan escaping her parted lips.

From the ceiling, a narrow beam of energy dropped onto Hina’s chest, not burning but glowing with a sultry, radiant heat, igniting her nerves with an unbidden, lustful pulse.

Her body moaned involuntarily, soft at first, then louder, a throaty, sensual wail spilling from her lips as she clenched her fists, shaking violently, her eyes wide with a mix of rage and rising, uncontrollable pleasure, her shorts outlining her trembling curves in the crimson light.

The voice intoned, cold and unyielding: "Extraction in progress. Arousal state: unstable. Stabilizing through containment."

Kota stepped forward, helpless, his brow slick with sweat, his hoodie clinging to his lean frame, a faint, aroused tension in his stance as the interface flickered erratically behind him.

Hina’s breathing turned ragged, her flushed thighs quivering, her moans growing louder, more desperate, yet her fiery gaze held firm, refusing to surrender, the chamber’s sultry energy swirling around her glistening, defiant form as the trial’s lustful grip tightened.

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