Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

With each step he took forward, Misaka Mikoto nervously took a step back until her back pressed against the cold wall, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

"I warned you before not to make promises you can't keep."

Su Hui's figure loomed over her, looking down at her eyes filled with both panic and stubbornness.

"You just promised that you would do anything you asked."

He leaned down, his warm breath brushing against Misaka Mikoto's sensitive ear, and whispered in a magnetic voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Besides, I'm not looking for a romantic relationship with you. Being my woman means... having everything about you, including your body. We'll do some... very pleasurable things."

"Pleasure...pleasure..."

Those two words seemed to possess a magical power; they were perfectly normal, yet they sounded incredibly beautiful.

Misaka Mikoto's body shuddered uncontrollably, a tingling electric current shooting from her tailbone straight to the top of her head.

Her legs felt weak, and she stammered even when she tried to refute him.

"No, no... don't come any closer..."

She subconsciously tried to activate her power; blue and white arcs of electricity began to leap wildly in her bangs as she attempted to use her ability to push the dangerous man away.

However, the electric current vanished without a trace the moment it touched Su Hui's body, as if it had disappeared into thin air.

Next second,

A strong arm wrapped around her waist, trapping her completely in its embrace.

"Let me go! You bastard!"

Misaka Mikoto struggled violently, pounding her fists and feet against Su Hui's chest.

But compared to Su Hui, her strength was no different from that of a kitten.

Su Hui was too lazy to waste any more words with her. With a strong pull, he picked up the unruly little wildcat in his arms in a standard princess carry, then strode towards the bedroom and unceremoniously tossed her onto the soft, large Simmons bed.

"ah!"

Misaka Mikoto bounced twice on the soft mattress. Ignoring her dizziness, a strong sense of crisis made her try to crawl to the other side of the bed to escape.

Where do you want to go?

A large hand grabbed her slender ankle, which was clad in white ankle socks.

"You! Let go!"

Misaka Mikoto cried out in surprise and turned around, only to meet Su Hui's eyes, which were filled with a mocking smile.

He sat on the edge of the bed and gently pulled her back.

What terrified her even more was that as that hand slowly stroked and kneaded upwards along the curve of her calf, a strange sense of powerlessness began to spread from her limbs and bones.

"Ah...don't touch there!"

Misaka Mikoto's body went limp instantly.

She felt all her strength draining away with the other person's caresses. The usually carefree and arrogant Tokiwadai Ace was now like a cat being grabbed by the scruff of its neck, powerless and only able to let out pitiful cries.

Avoiding Su Hui's gaze, her heart pounded wildly, and she felt so nervous she could hardly breathe.

"You...you let me go...this...this is illegal...you'll be arrested by the disciplinary committee..."

Her voice was choked with sobs as she made a final, futile struggle, "I...I can do other things for you, I can earn money for you, I can fight for you...please..."

Su Hui ignored her incoherent rambling.

He leaned down, casting her petite body entirely in his shadow, pressing down on her fidgeting wrist with one hand and pinching her delicate chin with the other, forcing her to lift her head.

Looking at that pretty face, which was filled with tears, tension, and fear, Su Hui breathed on her lips.

"Shh...be quiet."

Before he could finish speaking, he lowered his head and kissed him.

"Ugh... Waaah..."

Misaka Mikoto's eyes widened instantly, all her protests stuck in her throat.

She desperately twisted her head, trying to get away, but Su Hui's kiss was domineering and forceful, giving her no chance to escape.

At first, it was an aggressive invasion. He pried open her teeth and his tongue plunged in, chasing after her clumsy, dodging tongue tip, and wantonly conquering her unexplored territory.

Misaka Mikoto cried out and struggled desperately, but her body reacted uncontrollably to the other party's superb skills.

A strange chill ran down her spine, leaving her mind blank.

Gradually, her resistance weakened.

An unprecedented and unfamiliar pleasure surged like a tide from where their lips and tongues met, quickly engulfing her entire body.

Her body began to go limp uncontrollably, her struggles grew weaker and weaker, and she let out muffled moans that were hard to tell whether they were resistance or submission.

Su Hui's tongue entwined with her little tongue, gently sucking, warm and moist, curling up a strand of sweet saliva.

She tasted the faint saltiness, mixed with his scent, which made her head buzz.

After an unknown amount of time, their lips parted.

Misaka Mikoto's face was flushed, she was breathing heavily, her eyes were glazed over, and her mind was a complete blank.

That kiss had almost drained all her strength.

Su Hui looked at her adorable, slightly dazed expression from the kiss, and his smile remained unchanged.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered a devilish reminder: "By the way, Kanzaki Kaori, Index, and your sister in the living room... are all watching."

"!"

These words were like a bucket of ice water, instantly waking Misaka Mikoto from her daze.

She turned her head sharply and, through the half-open bedroom door, saw several pairs of eyes in the living room—some curious, some calm, and some expressionless.

boom!

The sense of shame reached its peak at this moment, and completely exploded.

"no, do not want……"

She let out a mournful cry that was almost a plea.

But her protests only emboldened Su Hui to launch even more blatant aggression.

Su Hui's kiss, burning hot, greedily traveled down her lips, across her graceful neck, leaving ambiguous marks on her delicate collarbone.

He took her earlobe into his mouth, gently biting and sucking, his tongue swirling around the edge of her ear.

Misaka Mikoto's body trembled, her back arched, and an electric shock-like shiver shot through her entire body from her ears.

His tongue gently licked her delicate skin, the warm touch making her tremble involuntarily.

"Ah...uh...no...not there..."

Misaka Mikoto's breathing became erratic, and her voice carried a hint of a sob.

Su Hui's hand stroked upwards along her waist, gently kneading her immature breasts through the fabric of her school uniform.

Her breasts, still developing to B cup size, were soft and elastic. When his palm enveloped them, her body arched as if electrocuted.

"Ooh... Ah... Don't rub... Mmm..."

Her voice grew softer, a mixture of resistance and subtle agreement.

Su Hui's fingertips deftly unbuttoned her white shirt, one button after another, revealing smooth skin underneath. Her breasts were round and petite, and her snow-white skin glowed with a delicate pink luster.

He lowered his head and kissed her exposed chest, his tongue circling and gently sucking on her sensitive skin, leaving a warm, wet trail.

Misaka Mikoto's pretty face turned as red as a ripe apple, and she weakly pushed his shoulders with both hands, but couldn't push him away even a little.

"Hiss... Ahh... It's so itchy there... Mmm..."

A surge of pleasure coursed through her body like an electric current, and her body involuntarily arched up to meet his caresses, her thighs clenching together in an unbearable rubbing.

Su Hui's hand slid inside her shirt, directly touching her small breasts, his thumb gently caressing the sensitive tips.

His warm palms enveloped her tender, youthful flesh, gently kneading and feeling its elastic texture.

Misaka Mikoto's body began to soften, and soft moaning sounds came from her throat.

"Haa... Um... No... Stop... Waaah..."

But her resistance grew weaker and weaker, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

Su Hui, like a patient hunter, savored his spoils.

Tokiwadai's school uniform, the uniform that symbolized her glory and pride, was ruthlessly stripped away piece by piece by him.

A white shirt, a plaid skirt, and...

Those safety shorts she always wore for ease of movement!

When the last layer of fabric was removed, Misaka Mikoto's pink private parts were revealed, small in shape and glistening with moisture.

A faint, sweet, and pure scent of girlishness filled the air.

Her youthful and beautiful body, which had never been exposed to anyone before, was laid bare before Su Hui's eyes and the gazes of those outside the door.

The once proud Electric Princess now lies helplessly on a chopping board, like a swan with all its feathers plucked, awaiting her fate.

Su Hui's fingertips touched that soft spot, gently pressing the sensitive area and feeling its pulsation.

"Waaaaah, no... please... don't look..."

She tried in vain to cover her body, but Su Hui easily pinned her hands above her head with one hand.

......

But this is just the beginning!

What followed was incredibly exciting for Misaka Mikoto; despite it being her first time, it felt like she was in heaven.

Under Su Hui's absolute strength and unimaginable skill, her body began to tremble and soften uncontrollably, and suppressed moans escaped from deep within her throat.

With Su Hui's final assault.

The billion-volt currents she once took pride in, capable of destroying everything, were now completely out of control, darting wildly and crackling in the air around her, yet unable to harm the instigator in the slightest. Instead, they seemed to be playing a stirring symphony for this war of conquest.

The fourth climax arrived as expected, and she whimpered as her nectar splattered onto the ground.

The legs wrapped around Su Hui's waist were stretched taut in the ecstasy, the five round toes trembling incessantly, clenching and relaxing.

Su Hui's breathing was heavy as he felt the tightness and purity of the young girl's virginity, each contraction making him unable to resist.

In the midst of extreme shame and an unprecedented wave of pleasure that could melt one's soul, Misaka Mikoto let out a high-pitched cry like a swan struck by an arrow, her eyes rolled back, and she whimpered as she completely lost consciousness.

Su Hui looked at the stunningly beautiful girl who had fallen asleep in his arms, with glistening tear tracks still on her eyes, and couldn't help but sigh.

It was indeed her first time.

It's only been a short while, and I can't take it anymore.

He's still not satisfied.

.......

As night deepened,

The presidential suite was dimly lit.

Su Hui lay lazily on the large bed, while Kanzaki Kaori knelt in front of him, using her saintly hands, which had once unleashed the "Seven Flashes," and her rosy lips to clean him up afterward.

Index was already fast asleep in Su Hui's arms, happily clutching her snacks.

His gaze fell on the clone girl who had been standing quietly to the side—Misaka 10032.

"come over."

Su Hui's voice was flat.

Upon hearing this, Misaka 10032 walked over with mechanical steps, her face expressionless.

Her eyes were vacant, like a doll, indifferent to everything around her.

This is the result of a deliberately manipulated emotional module.

Su Hui scrutinized her as if admiring a flawed work of art; her face, identical to Misaka Mikoto's, intrigued him greatly.

The thrill is even stronger when you think about how there are so many identical Misaka Sisters.