The next morning, the faint London sunlight filtered weakly through the thick curtains of Mako's mansion, casting pale golden streaks across three naked bodies entwined tightly on the large king-size bed. The black silk sheets had turned into a lewd mess, stained with large patches of thick, viscous cum, pungent sweat, and dried pussy juice that gleamed stickily under the soft light. Rie lay in the middle, her full, fair-skinned body still trembling slightly from the aftershocks of last night's pleasure. Her pussy and anus were visibly swollen and bruised a deep purple-red; the pink folds remained gaping and unable to close completely, with slow trickles of clear, slightly pinkish fluid still leaking out in time with her ragged breathing. Ami lay close on Rie's right, her right hand unconsciously stroking her cousin's smooth, rounded ass, fingers gently tracing the red welts left by the leather whip. Mako lay on Rie's left, her head resting on Rie's shoulder, her face still showing a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction after Free's brief appearance toward the end of the night, leaving clear marks on all three girls' bodies.
Rie was the first to open her eyes. She shifted slightly, then immediately winced as a sharp pain shot from her lower abdomen up to her slim waist. Her hand trembled as it reached down to her private area; her fingers touched the hot, swollen flesh, causing her to let out a soft groan of pain mixed with lingering soreness. Tears rolled down her cheeks without any acting—this was genuine worry. Her voice was hoarse:
"Ami… Mako… I… I think we can't continue like this anymore."
Rie's voice echoed in the quiet bedroom, both tired and serious. She sat up slowly, her legs trembling slightly as her feet touched the polished wooden floor. A thin stream of pinkish fluid still leaked out with the movement, dripping onto the floor and forming small wet spots. She clutched her lower abdomen, her once innocent, beautiful face now clearly showing pain and fear:
"Last night… it felt so good, and it hurt so much… but this morning I'm in so much pain I can barely sit. My pussy is hugely swollen, my asshole is burning as if it's been torn apart. Every time it clenches, the pain shoots all the way up to my stomach. If we keep playing this rough every week, sooner or later someone will suffer real damage. I don't want any of us to end up in the hospital because of… because of these lewd games."
Ami (with Long's soul inside) frowned slightly but didn't immediately object. She knew Rie was right. Even though Long's soul craved unlimited lust, Ami's body was that of a delicate 16-year-old girl, and so was Rie's. Mako was even more dangerous because of her multiple personalities. Long thought to himself: "I need to control this so I can keep my 'toys' for a long time."
Mako sat up, her face pale. She nodded in agreement, her voice soft but sincere:
"I think so too… Free was… quite rough last night. I'm scared that if we don't control it, one day someone will get seriously hurt. I know someone who can help. That's Dr. Repress—my personal doctor who's treating my multiple personality disorder. She's a female doctor specializing in gynecology combined with psychology. She's very skilled and discreet. Should we… go see her? Tell her everything so she can examine us and guide us on how to play more safely."
Rie and Ami exchanged a quick glance. After a few seconds of silence, all three nodded. The decision was made quickly because they all realized that if they continued as before, their young bodies wouldn't be able to endure it.
That same afternoon, the three girls dressed in modest yet elegant civilian clothes that still exuded aristocratic grace: thin cream-colored sweaters, long skirts that reached just past the knees, and cardigans that covered their figures. They got into Mako's private car and sped through London's damp streets under a light drizzle. The atmosphere inside the car was heavy. Rie rested her head on Ami's shoulder, tightly holding Mako's hand. No one spoke much—only the sound of rain pattering on the roof and the slightly hurried breathing of the three girls could be heard.
The "Repress Clinic" was located in the upscale Chelsea district—a modest two-story Victorian building with frosted glass doors and an elegant gold-lettered sign. Inside, the air carried a faint scent of antiseptic mixed with the gentle fragrance of English roses, creating a professional and private atmosphere.
Dr. Repress—a woman around 32 years old—greeted them in her private consultation room. She was elegantly beautiful in a classic British way: long brown hair neatly tied in a high bun, deep blue eyes behind thin-rimmed glasses, flawless fair skin, and a well-proportioned figure with moderately full breasts beneath her crisp white blouse and figure-hugging pencil skirt that accentuated her mature curves. She radiated professionalism, warmth, and the slight sternness of an experienced physician.
"Hello Mako, Ami, Rie. Please have a seat."
Once the three girls sat down on the comfortable leather sofa, Repress smiled gently and spoke in a warm, low voice:
"What did you want to see me about? Mako mentioned it was a sensitive matter. I promise to keep everything completely confidential according to doctor-patient privilege."
Rie's face turned red, but her voice was firm. She told everything without hiding any detail: from the drunken night at the hotel when they first arrived in London, the "rapes" at school (music room, library, dormitory), the bloody deflowering night at the Kensington hotel, the increasingly intense BDSM sessions involving bondage, whipping, oral, tribbing, and especially last night at the mansion—tight bondage, whipping, a massive dildo pounding both pussy and ass, continuous squirting until exhaustion, and threesome sex with Free joining in. Ami added details about the frequency (almost daily), intensity (hard pounding, prolonged), and the mix of pleasure and pain. Mako admitted Free's role and how Free had treated Rie roughly.
Repress listened attentively, shaking her head repeatedly. Her serious expression gradually turned into deep concern. She didn't interrupt, only took careful notes in her leather notebook, occasionally nodding or asking short clarifying questions.
When the three finished speaking, Repress put down her pen and let out a heavy sigh:
"You girls… are really playing very dangerously. Your bodies are only 16 years old. The vaginal and anal mucosa are still delicate and easily damaged. Rough play, especially with large toys, high frequency, and BDSM without proper warmup and aftercare, can easily cause mucosal tears, infections, inflammation, and even long-term pelvic floor damage leading to incontinence or pain during intercourse later. Psychologically, you are developing an addiction to pain-pleasure (masochism), with risks of emotional dependency, loss of control, and impact on mental health. Mako's case is even more complicated because of her multiple personalities—Free can appear unexpectedly and make things worse."
She stood up, her voice serious:
"First, I will give all three of you a full examination. Don't hide anything. Mako, you go first. I'll combine it with today's multiple personality therapy session."
Repress led Mako into the private examination room first. The spacious room had soft lighting from frosted windows, a modern gynecological chair with restraints, a clean instrument table, and a therapy sofa in the corner. Repress sat facing Mako on the sofa, her voice gentle but professional:
"Today we'll do deeper therapy on Free. Try to relax, breathe deeply, and tell me in detail what Free did last night."
Mako recounted slowly, her voice trembling: Free had tied Rie with red silk ropes, whipped her ass and thighs with a leather whip, used a massive dildo coated with gel to pound both Rie's pussy and ass at the same time, pinched her nipples, pulled her hair, and made Rie lick Ami's pussy while being fucked. Free even face-sat Rie and forced her to drink pussy juice. Repress nodded, writing quickly:
"Free is getting stronger because you've been suppressing your emotions since childhood. I will increase the dosage of your personality-stabilizing medication, and we need two more therapy sessions per week. Free is not a bad entity—she is the part that protects you from childhood trauma: those nights witnessing violence and public sex. We will help you integrate with Free instead of suppressing her or letting her take full control."
The therapy session lasted nearly 50 minutes. Repress used light hypnosis—her calm, deep voice guiding Mako to breathe deeply, imagine a safe place (a familiar rose garden), then gradually take her back to childhood memories: her parents' divorce, nights when her drunk father beat her mother with electrical cords and broken bottles, blood everywhere, her mother crying and begging, then her mother bringing strange men home and kneeling to suck their cocks right in front of eight-year-old Mako. The sounds of "slap slap," the lewd moans "Harder… fuck me harder…", the wet "squish squish" of pussy juice—all came rushing back, making Mako sob uncontrollably. Repress gently stroked her back to comfort her, using hypnotic suggestions to help Mako visualize Free as a "protector" rather than a destroyer, and encouraged Mako to have inner conversations with Free to gradually integrate.
After the session, Mako wiped her tears, feeling slightly lighter. Repress smiled: "Good progress. Let's continue."
Next, Repress called Rie and Ami in. She switched to the general examination, which turned out to be longer and more thorough than expected.
First was Rie. Repress instructed Rie to remove all her clothes and lie on the gynecological chair. She adjusted the chair to raise and spread Rie's legs as wide as possible, gently but securely fastening the leather straps so Rie couldn't close them. Repress put on medical gloves, applied warm lubricant gel, then slowly and carefully inserted the speculum to open Rie's swollen pussy. The examination light shone clearly onto Rie's red, swollen private area.
"Very swollen… the mucosa is heavily irritated, with several small scratches on the vaginal wall and near the cervix," Repress murmured. Her fingers slowly traced along the warm, hot vaginal walls, gently pressing to check elasticity and wounds. Rie bit her lower lip and moaned softly from the soreness mixed with a strange pleasure as the doctor's fingers lightly brushed her sensitive G-spot. A little clear fluid leaked out despite Rie trying to hold it back. Repress wiped it clean with a warm cloth, her voice soothing: "Don't be embarrassed. It's a natural reaction. Your body is responding to stimulation. I need to check thoroughly to make sure there's no infection."
Next was the anus. Repress applied more thick gel, then gently pressed her index finger into the still-gaping hole, slowly rotating to check dilation and scratches. Rie's whole body jerked, and she moaned softly: "Dr. Repress… it hurts… it's burning…" Repress paused for a moment, gently stroking Rie's inner thighs to calm her, then continued pressing a little deeper to examine the pelvic floor muscles. Her fingers lightly brushed sensitive spots, making Rie breathe heavily, her nipples hardening, and more fluid leaking from her pussy. Repress also examined Rie's nipples and breasts (red whip marks), lightly stroking them to assess sensitivity.
With Ami, Repress performed a similar examination but more slowly because Ami's body was more sensitive. When Repress's fingers touched Ami's tender, pink pussy, the girl trembled slightly and immediately began leaking fluid even from light contact. Repress smiled faintly and said warmly: "Your body is very sensitive and produces fluid easily. I'll examine gently." Her fingers slowly traced along the folds, lightly pressing the G-spot. Ami bit her lip to suppress her moans, her tiny nipples hardening under the light, her body quivering. Repress checked Ami's anus, her finger rotating gently, causing Ami to moan softly with pleasure. She also examined Ami's breasts, lightly stroking the nipples to evaluate the response.
Mako was examined last. Repress checked her tense pelvic floor muscles caused by Free's intense activity, pressing a little deeper, which made Mako breathe heavily and leak fluid despite trying to hold back. Repress reassured her: "Muscle tension from Free. I'll prescribe relaxing medication."
After the examinations, Repress had all three drink warm water and rest on the sofa. She wrote specific prescriptions: hyaluronic acid + aloe vera cream to apply twice daily, collagen + vitamin E capsules to take daily, mild anti-inflammatory if swollen, and natural paraben-free lubricant gel.
Then she wrote out a detailed daily routine and explained each point clearly:
Safe Sexual Activity Schedule (must be strictly followed):
• Frequency: Maximum 4 times per week (2 light sessions – only oral/caressing/tribbing; 2 moderate sessions – small to medium toys and light BDSM). No more than 5 times, and there must be at least 1 full rest day between sessions.
• Duration per session: No longer than 90 minutes (20 minutes foreplay warmup, 40–50 minutes main play, 20–30 minutes aftercare).
• Mandatory warmup: 10 minutes full-body caressing, 5–10 minutes gentle oral (licking without hard thrusting), apply warm lubricant before any deep toy or finger insertion.
• Toys: First week only small to medium sizes; large sizes only when the mucosa has fully healed (no swelling or redness) and with plenty of gel. Always clean before and after, use condoms on toys if sharing.
• BDSM: Limited to light–moderate level (soft leather or suede whip, loose bondage without tight restriction, light nipple pinching, light hair pulling, no choking, no hard strikes to the lower abdomen or breasts until fully healed). Maximum 10–15 light strokes per session, alternated with comforting caresses. Must have a common safe word ("red" – stop immediately).
• Aftercare: Clean with warm cloth soaked in saline, apply cream immediately, cuddle for at least 20 minutes, drink water + eat light snacks (fruit, chocolate), talk positively about what you liked and what needs improvement, rest for 1 hour before sleeping. The next day, check emotional and physical condition.
• Private area check: Self-inspect daily with a mirror (swelling, redness, unusual pain, strange smell → stop immediately). Come see me for regular check-ups every 10 days or if anything feels off.
• If pain persists, bleeding, fever, or spreading redness occurs → stop completely for 1 week and come for emergency examination. No intercourse or any play during that time.
Repress looked each of them straight in the eyes, her voice serious yet full of care:
"You are at puberty age, hormones are very strong, and desires can easily explode. I'm not forbidding you from playing, but you must play responsibly with each other's bodies and minds. Sex can be beautiful, bonding, and safe if you know the limits. Mako, I will increase your personality-stabilizing medication dosage, and we will continue weekly therapy sessions."
The three girls listened in silence. Rie lowered her head, blushing with embarrassment but visibly relieved. Ami (Long) felt slightly annoyed inside at the restrictions, but also acknowledged that the doctor's advice was reasonable to protect her "toys" for the long term.
As they left the clinic, the three girls remained quiet for a while. On the way back to the dormitory under the London drizzle, Ami curiously asked Mako:
"Mako… you said your parents divorced when you were only eight because of violence and those things… So why did they still buy you such a huge mansion? And who do you live with now?"
Mako sighed, her voice soft but sincere:
"My parents divorced because my father was a severe alcoholic and abused my mother. On those drunken nights, he would beat her with electrical cords, smash bottles, and even… have sex with her right on the blood-covered floor. My mother is very wealthy—the Thompson family owns a large real estate company in England and Japan. After the divorce, she bought this mansion for me right away, as a form of 'compensation' and to give me my own space so I wouldn't have to witness more drama. Mother moved to America to live with her new husband, and Father stayed in Japan but never contacts me. I live alone with the butler, Mr. Tanaka—who has been with Mother since she was young—and two maids. No one else. That's why I often invite Ami and Rie to the mansion… because I'm very lonely, and only there do I feel… safe enough to do private things."
Rie held Mako's hand tightly. Ami nodded in understanding. Deep inside, Long smiled secretly: even with Dr. Repress and the strict disciplined schedule, the lust between the three would continue—just in a more sophisticated and safer way, so the game could last longer without destroying these precious "toys."
Outside the car window, the London rain continued to fall steadily, as if concealing the desires that were temporarily under control, but would surely erupt again—following a new, more refined and dangerous rhythm.