Collapse Iron: I'm a Succubus in the Universe

In terms of strategy, despite the help of the Little Black Towers and his own carelessness, he still lost in the end.

Since that's the case, then I'll accept my fate and obey for now. However, for the time being, I still have my bottom line.

To break through this bottom line, Qiong will probably need to slowly adjust and educate the Black Tower to make it more obedient to her.

"It's been cleaned very well, even the crevices were cleaned. Black Tower did a fantastic job!"

Qiong reached out and patted Black Tower's head again. The latter kept its eyes closed, blushing as it felt the touch, without offering any reply.

"Then let's go wash it first."

Qiong helped Heita comb his messy hair and removed the gray hair stuck to his lips.

Then Qiong picked up Heita and took her to the bathroom, which surprised Heita. She thought that after she lost, Qiong would immediately take her away.

After all, isn't this exactly what the other party has always wanted?

The other three little black towers were also there; they had witnessed everything that had just happened.

Chapter 130 The Obedient Black Tower Lady

Seeing the once high and mighty Black Tower Lady being treated like this, the little Black Towers naturally felt a special kind of excitement, especially number 216.

She was the one who idolized the Black Tower the most, and also the one who enjoyed watching it the most...

Number 216 looked at Sora, who was wiping Black Tower's body beside her, and suddenly spoke.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Although Ms. Black Tower seems to be enjoying it quite a bit..."

"Shut up, you talk too much."

These words were spoken by the Black Tower herself. Although she can't do anything right now, her power still easily suppressed Little Black Tower No. 216.

Of course, what Black Tower really wants to say is that instead of wasting time making sarcastic remarks afterward, it would be more useful to stop it earlier.

"Hey! Little... Sora, do you really need to keep washing there? You already cleaned it before..."

Black Tower blushed, while Qiong was carefully cleaning her private parts with her fingertips. The more careful she was, the more troubled Black Tower became.

"Huh? Why are you calling me by my name now?"

"Hmph, I'm not someone who lacks self-awareness. Losing is losing, what more do you want from me? I won't call you by any name other than your first name!"

Faced with Qiong's teasing tone, Heita slightly shifted his gaze. Although he spoke such strong words, he appeared so gentle on the surface.

"Hmm? So our genius has such a proactive side?"

Qiong looked at the black tower that was leaning against him, somewhat surprised, and upon hearing his words, the latter couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

"Stop calling me 'genius, genius,' it's so annoying. If you don't like it, you can just throw me far away. Anyway, I have to listen to you now, right?"

Qiong was naturally not dissatisfied; instead, she continued to help with the cleaning. However, the three little black towers who witnessed this scene had a different reaction.

"Boss, it seems like we've become... background figures... yeah."

Number 108 couldn't help but speak up when he saw the two people beside him suddenly starting to flirt for some reason, while Number 83 remained calm.

"I saw it, and I feel a little regretful..."

Of course she had considered that things might develop this way, because No. 83 had personally experienced that inexplicable attraction.

I'm not sure if it's for research or something else, but since I can accept it, I don't care too much about it.

This is what Number 83 and the Black Tower themselves were thinking, besides their curiosity about the Dome.

"By the way, you were using the power of pleasure earlier, right? And you were able to suppress me. Could it be that what you said about being glanced at by Aha was true?"

"Well, it is."

Qiong thought for a moment. At that time, he only heard the sound, but since the sound could be transmitted, he must have seen it to some extent, right?

"To have such power, and only to do this to me... I really don't know what to say about you."

"Then let's not say it, let's just use 'dear'~"

"Huh? Wait a minute... Ugh!"

Black Tower wanted to say something more, but Qiong, having found an opening, lowered her head and kissed him. The feeling of their first kiss was very awkward.

However, Qiong's aggression was so strong that Black Tower couldn't withstand it at all. With his subconscious cooperation, his body gradually felt hot.

She couldn't help but lean on Qiong, and the more she did so, the more unrestrained he became, turning to hug Heita's slender waist.

He buried his head and began kissing that patch of soft, white skin.

"Hey! Even if I'm going to listen to you now, there's no need to be in such a hurry! Ugh! Don't kiss me like a little brat!"

Black Tower blushed deeply, but Qiong pressed her face against it without a care, trying to bury herself in it, though that would probably be difficult.

What Black Tower found most unbearable was that after tasting the smooth and delicate texture, Qiong suddenly started to actually eat.

"Um... are you a dog? Wait, wait, where are you biting?!"

As Qiong listened to Heita's shy reprimand, she carefully used her tongue to taste the small fruit that Heita had bitten with his teeth.

The color was more pink than the ones he had tasted before, and the texture was also different. If it were another one, he would bite it with his teeth.

Black Tower is probably already kicking him, but as for this one, Qiong savors it gently and rubs it between her teeth.

Instead, this genius, who could be described as a young girl in terms of psychology, hugged his head with a look of forbearance, appearing to cooperate helplessly.

She was probably still thinking, "There's nothing I can do about it; I've accepted the bet, so I have no choice but to obey."

Using thoughts like these to convince herself to continue enjoying herself, Qiong's actions intensified.

He didn't even let the other fruit go unattended, but instead grabbed it whole with his hand and gently kneaded and played with it.

"Mmm! You... be gentle..."

Black Tower pursed her lips, her pearly white teeth gently biting her pink lips. Her feet, underwater in the bath, twitched and frolicked like two small white fish.

She was still somewhat conflicted, but it was clearly not much more so. Her slender, delicate legs gently came together, rubbing against each other and creating wisps of water.

Then, seemingly unable to bear it any longer, Black Tower quietly reached out and began to actively clean the area that she hadn't wanted Qiong to clean.

Although this was done very carefully, and it only took a moment for Black Tower to react and withdraw his hand, Qiong still noticed it.

"If Ms. Black Tower doesn't want to write it herself, I can continue to do it for her."

As he spoke, he slid his hand, which had been resting on Black Tower's waist, down along his smooth skin.

"Mmm!"

This time, Black Tower did not answer, but only hummed softly, and then seemed to tacitly agree to the action, letting Qiong start digging and cleaning.

Even she had hardly ever touched that place inside, until a little warm current flowed out again, and Qiong stopped slightly.

When she looked at the Black Tower again, her behavior was different. Qiong tentatively approached, but stopped a few centimeters away.

Gazing at the Black Tower, he embraced her delicate body with both hands. The latter seemed to understand Qiong's meaning, hesitated for a moment, and then closed her eyes and raised her head.

This time, it was Black Tower's turn to take the initiative. Her behavior was as if she wanted to regain her pride and was eager to prove herself to Qiong.

Qiong was quite enjoying this situation, but such enjoyment alone was clearly not enough, so he stood up.

"Ms. Black Tower, can I ask you for help here as well?"

Because they were so close, when Qiong got up, she bumped into Heita's soft cheek and then pressed it tightly against hers.

Maintaining that feeling of the tip touching it like that, it's hard to say it wasn't intentional. Black Tower clearly understood this, but he was somewhat helpless about it.

"You really have boundless energy. Is this how you use the energy the Star Core provides you?"

Despite the complaints, Heita obediently followed the instructions. After all, she had already tried it not long ago, so eating it again wouldn't be a problem.

Chapter 131 Black Tower: It hurts so much! It hurts so much! It's going to break! It's really going to break!

Before the Black Tower could make a move, the other three little Black Towers came over and stuck out their little tongues, gently touching it.

"You, you all!"

Black Tower was extremely surprised to see this. Should she express her dissatisfaction, or thank them for leaving her the middle position?

"It seems they are very enthusiastic. In that case, I'll leave it to you."

As Qiong spoke, she leaned forward slightly. The black tower in the middle, with its mouth agape, was immediately silenced by the words it was about to say.

"Well!"

Of course, Qiong only used a portion of it to block the Black Tower, since she still needed to leave a portion for the smaller Black Towers to help her.

In the process that followed, perhaps because of the participation of the little black towers, the black towers became more proactive, seemingly to avoid being outdone.

Four black towers of varying sizes touched him with their soft, delicate tongues and pink lips, and every now and then a warm sensation would envelop him.

Among them, No. 83 was particularly attentive in massaging his vital core with very gentle movements, and also adorably offered kisses and licks.

Seeing this, Heita subconsciously observed Qiong's expression. Seeing that the latter seemed to be enjoying herself, she naturally didn't want to be outdone.

She then lowered her head a little further, mimicking No. 83's actions to give Qiong a better experience. This continued for a while.

"Open your mouth."

As Qiong spoke, she pushed away Heita, who was still happily eating and swallowing. Hearing this, Heita didn't understand what was going on, but still obediently raised her little face.

Looking at the dome in front of her, which seemed to be poking her cheek again, Black Tower opened her pink lips and stuck out her cute little tongue.

But what happened next made her instinctively close her eyes as the warm shower water suddenly covered her face and even filled her mouth.

The familiar yet slightly unpleasant smell wafted over, along with the sticky feeling; now she had to wash her hair again.

"Mmm!"

Black Tower was quite helpless. Only when Qiong turned her gun to face the others did she have time to open her eyes and touch her smooth little face.

"This is so annoying, it's all in my hair!"

After observing the other three little black towers, it was clear that they were all treated the same, which made the black tower even more confused. What kind of strange and perverse taste was this?

And that was indeed the case. Qiong was quite satisfied with this scene, and then there was a 'click' sound.

With the flash of the camera shutter and Black Tower's still somewhat bewildered expression, this scene was captured.

Even the girls next to them, number 83, were very cooperative. Because they weren't in such a hurry to swallow like Black Tower, they even stuck out their tongues so that the photos could record the situation inside more clearly.

"Hmm...you guys are really broken."

"Ms. Black Tower, don't worry, Qiong won't show it to anyone else."

"I know without you saying it..."

What truly leaves the Black Tower speechless is the attitude of its little Black Towers. Is it really okay for them to cooperate so readily? Who exactly is their creator?

Even after leaving the bathroom again, the thing Black Tower had anticipated still hadn't happened, which made her feel strange.

Could it be that Qiong has reached her limit today and can no longer continue?

This thought only lasted a moment before Black Tower forgot about it, because she was being carried back to the bedroom by Qiong.

You can even see the other person's mental state with your own eyes, but what's the point of that? It can't be for their own sake, can it? But this is really infuriating!

As Black Tower thought this to herself, she couldn't help but suppress her dissatisfaction. After all, she had been tormented by remote empathy for so long before this!

Because this is a matter of feeling, and the body is not satisfied at all, this is one of the reasons why the Black Tower's way of thinking gradually became strange.

Even arriving here in a spaceship was just a moment of excitement; it could be considered a kind of instinct, right?

Who would have thought that I would faint again on the way due to empathy, and even experience it firsthand later, but even now.

"He still hasn't done it! Or is he just talking the talk?"

The more Black Tower thought about it, the more restless he became. Even his physical senses seemed to gradually become more sensitive, starting from the first empathic connection he made out of curiosity.

She felt a flame burning inside her, which showed no signs of going out even now, and even grew stronger because of Qiong's subsequent actions.

Now, even the slightest contact can make her feel unbearable.

"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! It hurts so much! It's going to break! It's going to break! It's really going to break like this!"

As Black Tower suffered inner turmoil, she gradually began to show abnormal behavior, but Qiong seemed oblivious to it all, simply holding her close.

The warmth and the faint scent only intensified Black Tower's inner turmoil. Time passed slowly, and the person beside him seemed to have fallen asleep.

Black Tower remained conscious and then carefully began to act, something she would have previously disdained to do, but now she was eager to do.

Even though they knew that if they were discovered at this point, they would lose even the last shred of their dignity, they just couldn't stop.

Even ordinary contact couldn't satisfy him, so Black Tower couldn't help but turn his gaze to Qiong.