Regus's Revenge 2: Sakura's End

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Sakura held the vacuum in her hands, and she crept inside of Regus’s bedroom.  Her villainous master was sleeping at the moment—so this was her chance to finally end him, once and for all.
She snuck inside of the room, and walked up to the bed, where she could see Regus’s shape under the covers.  The sergal lifted the sheets—but was surprised to see pillows underneath instead, not her master!
“Thought you could sneak up on me, hmm?”
Startled by Regus’s voice, Sakura turned around and tried to use the vacuum, but it was too late—the panther man knocked it out of her hands with his scorpion tail, causing it to fly to the other side of the room.
“Well well well,” Regus said, licking his lips.  “Looks like we have another traitor in our mist, don’t we?”
“M-Master,” Sakura said, backing up as he came forward.  “I can explain. . .”
“There’s nothing to explain, my dear,” the panther man said.  In one swift movement, he had her pinned against the wall.  “You tried to end my life just now.  So I’m going to end yours.”
Regus grabbed her shoulders and lifted Sakura up to his mouth, which was now opening.  Sakura whimpered as she stared inside: sharp teeth surrounded the maw, which was dripping with drool from all sides.  No, she didn’t want to end up lick Slick!  She didn’t want to be food!
The sergal thrashed and fought in the panther man’s grasp, but she couldn’t wrench herself out of his grip.  And so, Regus brought his face down, and put Sakura’s head inside of his mouth.
She was immediately surrounded by a damp, wet environment, one that sucked at her face and licked her head.  The tongue slapped against her cheeks as it sampled her, and a loud, “Mmmm!” reverberated around the maw.  Oh no, that meant Regus liked how she tasted!  She had to get out of here!
The sergal tried to pull her head out of the mouth, but before she could put up much of a fight, Regus sealed his lips around her neck, trapping her inside.  And then, he swallowed.
The panther man sent her down into his throat, which was less damp but much more cramped than the maw was.  She couldn’t move her head at all in here—was she doomed?  No, no, she had to fight it!
Sakura continued fighting with the rest of her body, kicking with her legs and pushing with her hands, but it all seemed to have no effect on Regus.  He just continued gulping her down, sucking in her neck and shoulders, then her chest, then her midsection.
When he reached her legs, she popped into an open space.  At first, Sakura was relieved to leave the throat—but then, she heard the growls around her, and realized where she was: Regus’s stomach!  Her fighting resumed in earnest as she continued to try and get out.  But nothing she did seemed to work. . .
The panther man gulped in her legs, pushing her further inside of the belly, and finally, he swallowed her feet.  All of her was soon inside of the stomach, curled up inside the threatening, grumbling belly.
“Mmm, you were zesty!” Regus said, slapping his gut and making the whole place jostle about.  “And a fighter too.  I always like those who try to resist.”
“Master, please!” Sakura screamed.  “You don’t want to do this!”
“Actually, I do,” Regus replied, yawning.  “And soon, you’re going to digest. . .”
Digest?  No, no, she didn’t want to digest!  The sergal thrashed around as best she could, but it was too tight for her to really put up much of a fight.  And soon, the process began.
Sakura felt fluids dripping down the walls of the gut; they splashed onto her furry skin and made her feel tingly where they landed.  Was this the digestive juices?  It had to be, because a moment later, more of them came down from the walls of the stomach and pooled at the bottom, going up to her hips.  Now her legs were tingling like crazy!
The sergal banged her fists against the walls of the stomach, praying it would give her master indigestion so that he would spit her out!  But nothing of the sort happened; it actually seemed to energize Regus, who laughed, and quicken the pace of the belly, which let out more fluids.
The stomach filled up with more and more acids, until they were up to Sakura’s neck.  Her body tingled from the pressure, and soon, she passed out.
Regus felt Sakura stop inside of his stomach, and he grinned.  “Done already?” he asked.  “I expected more from you.  Ah well!”
He went to bed, his active stomach gurgling and breaking down the sergal.  As he slept, it digested her completely.