Fire of Love

(Sequel of “Miku Like Nico”. Read that chapter and Intro chapter to fully understand.)

Naomi shortened her hair and had it painted red. They were now a proper Nico x Maki cosplay couple. As Naomi was showering with Miku, a female SHD worker recorded them with an 8K camera. It was time for “Nico” to teach “Maki” how to satisfy a girl. Being Naomi’s first “giver” experience, and so played like “Maki’s” first experience, if done correctly, it would be a potent tape, and a little bit helpful in saving Naomi and Miku from the cruel fate of eternal prison.

First they would wash each other with soap. During that, Naomi rubbed Miku’s crotch, or “Nico’s” crotch, as she was soaping her up. She washed her off thoroughly. Then Miku hung the shower up and reduced the water so it would pour mostly down her back, and just a little over her breasts, belly and crotch. It looked artistic and hot on Miku’s smooth feminine body. Naomi, or “Maki”, had for the first time licked a girl’s bare breasts. Or licked anyone in general. Miku would give her just little advice, and would praise her. She called her a “good girl”, and Naomi actually liked being called that way.

Then Naomi went carefully to her knees, licking Miku’s tummy, going lower to her pussy. Naomi, on her third day, in the morning, had licked a girl’s most sensitive part for the first time, right after licking her breasts. It was, however, hard to separate Miku’s pussy lips as she was standing, and Naomi had to push her head through her thighs to get to the “right part”. Naomi did her best to enjoy and show calmness. Miku kept giving her compliments and calling her a “good girl”, and in a while she came, even though she had help from those who were supervising them with the security cameras (they have the consoles, so they gave her the right parameters for easy orgasm).

“You’ve done well, Naomi.” Said the camera lady. “Appearance can be a problem in first-time videos, but you’ve done it great.”

Miku and Naomi went to the cafeteria. They were hungry so they ate.

“You know…” Said Miku. “In order to become a porn actress free from this establishment, you should have sex with other people too.”

“Uhh… I don’t know if I want to do it.”

“It will increase your chances. We are cute together, but cute couples are those who get petrified.”

“We are unlikely to get anything else.”

“It’s worth trying. Do it for me. Please. We can be a couple, but we need to be porn actresses too.”

Later, Miku took Naomi to the SHD lesbian atelier. They were there alone. There were beautiful, smooth statues of former SHD girls in lesbian acts. It was all deep, romantic and artistic. There were kissing statues, cunnilingus statues, breast and body licking statues, and also orgasming statues… Simply artistic sex statues. There were also despair statues – lesbian girls in torment.

“These girls” spoke Miku while looking at the painless ones, “are blessed. Not only do they not feel pain, but they feel someone else’s warmth. They feel someone’s skin and lips on them. They cannot interact in any way, but at least they have some comfort. They can be physically separated or crushed in any way, but their souls will have human contact feeling for eternity. Some are even orgasming.”

“I… still don’t want that…”

“There is an earphone.” Said Miku, as she took an earphone that was in front of one of the kissing statues. “There is a software that uses Chakrogram to generate moans and screams of sealed people. It doesn’t know what they think exactly, but it detects their senses and psychological state. It uses their own voice, which has to be sampled before sealing.”

Miku put it in Naomi’s ear. There was crying and shaking in the generated voice. There were no words as the device couldn’t read her mind, but it seemed like she was thinking “Help me! I’m going crazy! Please! I don’t deserve this!”

“Warmth doesn’t seem to soothe them.” Noticed Naomi.

“They are actually like that for a while, then calmer for a while… They try to enjoy sometimes, unlike those who feel literally nothing. I don’t know. It still must be very frustrating when you feel only one moment and only one posture. Worst thing is, they know it will literally never stop. I guess human contact does help a bit. If only it would ease the suffering. If I ever end up like that, I will try to see it in a good light.”

“By the way, Miku… Chips in our heads no longer work when we are sealed, right?”

“I know. I wish they worked. My chip makes me feel the best I’ve ever felt in my life.”

Then they walked to two girls with a chain through them. Chain would go from one girl’s anus out through her mouth, then into the mouth of the other girl and out of her anus, into the anus of the first one. Their feet were nailed down and it seemed as if someone was holding their shoulders back, so the chain in between them was completely straight. Their hands were tied behind their backs. They wore faces of intensive suffering and extreme begging. Piece was called “Bad Couples”, symbolizing relationships that are bad, but fear of solitude makes you cling onto them. But interpretation aside, in reality they were just an innocent pair, tortured.

“This looks… horrible.” Said Naomi.

“This is one of the things that can happen to cute couples. You’re more likely to end up like the lucky couple. But that’s what it is – more likely, not highly likely. Instead, you could end up like these 2.”

“Can we hear them too?”

“No. There is no earphone. You know, my ex partner’s teacher told them that it’s way more merciful to petrify people after they have been in pain for a while. It still hurts the same, but the brain has more thought capacity. If you’re petrified only 5 seconds after the pain starts, you will be able to think about things only a little, too little to distract yourself. You’ll only concentrate on pain.”

Then they went to a statue on a pedestal. There were 2 similarly looking girls, turned back to back to each other, forming a shape of a heart. On their knees, but in an alternative way. One’s knee was between the other one’s knees forming the pointy bottom of a heart. Their backs were bent back, and their hands connected over their heads with fingers intervened in a way that they formed the top of a heart. There was no way they could have had enough strength in their legs and arms to hold that posture, so they were probably assisted at the time. Anyway, they formed a nice, perfect heart from their small nude bodies. But if you looked into their faces, they were faces distorted by excruciating torment. You could almost feel it. Piece was called “Fire of Love”.

“What’s happening to them?” Asked Naomi, seeing their suffering faces.

“They were encased in flames for a few seconds before they were turned.”

“Why is everything so cruel? As if life in general is supposed to be a curse…”

After a small pause, Miku said:

“You know… this heart was supposed to be me and my former roommate…”

“Really?!”

“Yes… Do you want to hear the story?”

Miku then started telling the story.

***

She had a straight, neck length, blonde hair. She was my size. Her name was Aoi, her number 1101. She loved to draw, had a beautiful handwriting and… Had many handwritings. She was a genius. She was doing illustrations, hoping to be bought away from here. In the same time, for just in case, she decided to perfect herself in porn. She loved me, I loved her. We were a cute couple, just like you and me. And we didn’t have sex with many other people. We wanted to be bought as a couple, which took my golden Aoi’s priority. I assume because she was actually in love with me. Or felt obligation towards me. I didn’t wear twin tails back then.

One afternoon, SHD wanted to have a practice. They instructed us to form a heart pose, just like those two, and they assisted us. They had a camera. We thought we were done. Worse yet, the pose was exhausting and painful. But then they told us to let go of each other. They were pleased. I didn’t dare to ask, but Aoi did.

“Does this mean it’s our time soon?”

“Yes. Do you want to know more?” A guy asked.

“Tell me.” She said. She looked towards me as if asking if I want to hear it. I didn’t. I walked away.

Later, I asked Aoi what he told her. He told her we would be injected across our whole body by something holding our position, except for our necks and heads and faces. That we would be smeared with something preventing out skin and hair from fire damage. And that we would be encased in fire for a few seconds before we would be sealed.

Once again I felt like I just got into SHD. There was no hope. Not anymore. Eternal torment in hot fire. It was decided, thus inevitable. I was speechless, yet I couldn’t get nervous about it. It confused me. I asked Aoi what the pain should be like. She told me it would be unbearable. That’s right. Our fate was one of the worst. I asked why they would do something so cruel to a cute couple like us. She said we wouldn’t be the first ones. And that there are two ways to enjoy beauty: enjoyment and destruction, just like I told you yesterday. Confused, I asked into the security camera to let me cry. 15 minutes before midnight, they did. I had privilege to be truly sad and afraid for the first time in so long. I cried so deeply…

But my Aoi was very smart. She had already worked out a way to send letters. She said it was so easy, it would be chaos if everyone found out. But she didn’t send one out. It wouldn’t help. Instead, she looked for the girls who were not supposed to be sold here, like yourself. They were Rin and Ren. The two blonde fraternal twins, 12 years old. Also a cute couple. She became friends with them, and they took good care of us as it was supposed to be our last few days. They really cared.

But she still didn’t send anything out. She found a blind spot and wrote a letter in Rin’s name, with Rin’s handwriting, asking her parents to save her, and describing how she smuggled out the letter. She folded it and slipped it into Rin’s pocket. As Rin was walking the halls, she found the note and opened it. The note took her attention, but then she remembered – cameras were everywhere. She cramped the paper, but lost her ability to speak or write. Staff came and took the letter. They were instructed back into their beds. Everything was just like Aoi planned.

My Aoi knew that the letter would take attention of SHD, and that they would dispose of them as soon as possible. There was good chance that they would go in the heart thing in our stead. We felt sorry we had to doom those two good girls, but it was either us or them. Nobody wants to burn forever.

And they were taken the next day. In our stead, they were taken to the big laboratory. We went there because we were bizarrely interested. With neutral faces, knowing what would happen to them and under the influence of their microchips, they were confused, but obedient. Staff put them in the right pose, naked, onto the place with many holes – a huge gas stove. They started injecting that thing into their muscles. 15 minutes later they couldn’t move anything but their heads and faces. They could still breathe. And they could be in that unforgiving position on their own. Heart shape formed of bodies was stunning.

Then the tech guy did something with the console that made them go back to their senses. Let’s assume he turned off their chips. They went completely nuts. Started screaming, begging, crying…

“PLEASE DON’T DO THIS! DON’T DO THIS TO MEEE! PLEEAASEEE!”

“MOMMY! DADDY! WE ARE IN THE WRONG PLACE! MOOOMMYYYYYYYYYYYY HELP MEEE! THEY ARE TAKING US TO HELL! SAVEEE US!”

“MOMMY DADDY PLEASE COME SAVE US PLEEEAAASEEE! WE WILL BURN FOREVEEER! BURN FOREEEVEEER! NOOOOOOOOOOO! PLEASE HEAR MEEEEE!”

But mum and dad were far away, and thought their daughters were working. Just like in your case, the merchant promised he would sell them into labor, and definitely not to a sealing company. All the time they hoped their parents would find them and save them, but that moment was a sign that it was false hope.

They constantly screamed and begged and moved their heads maniacally. Looking at staff and even us while begging. Calling out the staff, their parents, God who doesn’t seem to exist or care… Their faces were red, soaking, snotty, salivated, but the staff needed to wait a bit to see if their struggle would break the compound that’s fixing them in place. It didn’t. Then they smeared them with a substance that would protect their hair and skin from heat damage for at least 5 seconds of fire. They had protective headphones because the poor sisters were screaming horribly and it would hurt the staff’s ears.

Then the tech guy asked everyone to back off as he made the glass lower between the staff and the “oven”. Rin and Ren panicked even more as eternal torment was imminent. He pulled up some small switch, which made a deep boom, and 5 seconds later orange flames filled the whole area behind the glass. Those girls screamed in the loudest unstable voices, their heads forward. Screams went without interruption for a few seconds. Then they stopped. Then after a few more seconds, flames were turned off. Their bodies had already been halfway gray. They soon turned into a perfect, beautiful statue of a heart formed by their bodies, except that their faces were screaming.

***

“And that’s it.” Continued Miku. “We saved ourselves from endless, unimaginable torment, by having 2 naïve girls go instead of us. They were good girls. Younger than us by 2 years. Innocent girls. Girls who were trying to soothe us, and Aoi used it to see Rin’s handwriting. And now they are forever screaming prisoners of fiery hell. Just when imagining it should have been me… how can something so bad happen to anyone?”

There were 2 earphones, one for each sister. They were connected to that device that concluded people’s screams. Naomi took one in her hand. She could hear the full-lungs screaming of agony and terror from her hand. She listened to it from that distance for a while. It did not stop or reduce for a moment, except to simulate quick breathing in. She just put it back and literally moved away.

“They are still screaming.” Naomi said. “All the time since they were sealed, they are in unbearable… There is really nothing changing for them. This could be us.”

“And it has only been a month. They are maybe begging and forming words in their heads too. But these screams are how they feel physically and psychically. That’s why it’s good to have sex with different people. You’re less likely to be the chosen cute couple for petrification. And possibly this type of torment. Please keep in mind – this is forever. Immune even to astronomical disasters. Don’t mess with it. Regulate our chances even if it’s hopeless.”

When they went back to their rooms, they took their clothes off and started kissing. Naomi forced Miku on her back. That intimidating sight made her want to take it out with sex. She started dominating Miku.

“It’s nice.” Miku said as Naomi was licking her pussy. “You’re hurting me a little, but I like being the uke…”

After they were done, they spent more time together. Despite knowing they shouldn’t. Right before midnight, when they were ready to be thrown into sleep, Miku whispered:

“Naomi… Why are you doing this to me?”

Naomi knew what she was talking about. She made it all about the 2 of them. They were cutely coupling, so their positive chances were lowering. They fell asleep, hoping their next day wouldn’t be their last.