Chapter 142 Himuro Yukiko ⑰*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Wearing an ecstatic smile, I remove the restraints from Yukiko, who is currently blacked out. Her snow-white skin is lightly dampened with sweat and flushed a deep crimson. Every time I brush against her, she let out gasps-“Ah!” and “Haun!” Her entire body has already been transformed into one giant erogenous zone.
I take Yukiko and tie her hands behind her back this time. A tortoise-shell binding¹.
I remember how Alisha and the Brothel Guild Master, Octavia, taught me this, and how I used Honoka as my initial guinea pig. That was a truly fulfilling time…
Anyway, I turn my attention to the wooden horse. As you might guess from it being here, it’s not a torture device; it’s been modified for erotic use. On a real one, the top edge is sharper, designed to inflict agony. The angle is usually much more acute, too. This one, however, is roughly a right angle. While it forces the legs wide, there’s no risk of her being split apart. Well, considering there are small wheels (rollers) attached to the apex of the wedge, “splitting her open” is impossible anyway. Instead, it just digs in perfectly.
I lift the unconscious Yukiko onto the wooden horse. As the wheels bite into her p**sy, her eyes snap open.
”Nhaa-ah! Eh? What!? My p**sy! Something is… it’s digging in!”
”Good morning, Yukiko. Since you probably have no idea what’s happening, I’ll take off the blindfold.”
As I remove the mask, her eyes are so moist they practically have heart-marks floating in them.
”Fue? Ah… nhaa-an! What? Am I riding a horse? Ah! H-hiaan!”
”That’s right. It’s a horse, alright. A horse designed to make Yukiko feel incredible.”
”Make me… feel good? N-ah! An!”
”Yeah. In fact, it already feels good, doesn’t it?”
”Yes! It feels good! My p**sy feels so good! Ah! Haan! Hahyaan!”
Yukiko’s tongue hangs out, her face completely melted. She grinds her hips obscenely, performing a lewd dance atop the wooden horse.
”Ah! Fuaan! But, why am I tied up?”
”So that you can learn to feel pleasure even when you can’t use your hands.”
I spin a convenient lie. The truth is simply that it’s fun for me. Watching Yukiko grind her hips and gasp like a common slut is entertaining.
Yeah, I really am a sadist.
”I see… Ah! Aaan! This… it’s digging in… the inside is still buzzing… my n**ipss are buzzing too… it feels so good! An! Aan! Haan!”
Love juice overflows ceaselessly from her p**sy, trailing down the wood and dripping steadily onto the floor. Since the angle isn’t that sharp and she’s gripping it with her legs, she’s relatively stable, but just in case she loses her balance, I use the auxiliary belts on the side of the horse to strap her thighs down.
Of course, this prevents her from grinding her hips effectively. But this wooden horse has plenty of gimmicks. You can adjust the angle, and there’s even a switch to make the wheels rotate. Out of the “goodness” (?) of my heart and wanting Yukiko to feel even more, I flip the switch.
The wheels begin to spin-clack-clack-clack-stimulating her folds directly.
”Ohi-iiiiiiin! What is this!? What is this!? It feels good! It feels so good! Ahi! Ahiin! Pussy good! Pussy feel good! Hahi! Hahiiin! I’m c**ming! I’m goooing!”
Spla-aaaaaaaash!
True to her word, Yukiko squirts violently as she reaches her peak. Her sensitivity is just too high. Well, it’s erotic, so I’m not complaining. In fact, it’s magnificent.
”Aha! Sugoi! Pussy feel goo’! Nipples feel goo’! Ahi! Ahiin! White! My head is going pure whiiiiite! Aha! Ahi! Kuhiiiiiin!”
Wallowing in pleasure with an ecstatic smile, the innocent girl is gone. In her place is just a female animal-a lewd sow-enjoying pure lust and indulging in depravity.
”Aaaaan! Cumming again! Still c**ming! Going going going going! I’m goooing!”
She repeats the word “going” like a broken record. The wooden horse is now slick and glistening with her juices.
”Does it feel good?”
”Feel goo’! Feel goo’! Hahiiiiin! Still going!”
”Haha… incredible. But I’m going to make you feel even better.”
I grab a massager, flick it on, and press it directly against Yukiko’s clitoris.
”Pi… gyaaaaaaaaaa! This is too much! A-hi! Ahiin! My clit is going craz-yyyyy! This is bad! I’m gonna keep c**ming! I won’t be able to stop goooing!”
Her hips jerk and her body enters a state of total convulsion. She is trapped in a continuous climax. With her eyes rolled back and an “ahe-face” on full display-she’s a masterpiece. A total natural.
”Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! My p**sy! Deep! Give it to me deeper! I want it! I want to keep c**ming! Zwiebel! Dick! D-dicky! I want it inside! I want to feel the best things! Put your d**k in! Put it in meeeeeee!”
Midst her crazed gasps, Yukiko finally begs for my c**k.
”If you’re sure. It might hurt as much as last time, though.”
”I’ll bear it! I’ll be a good girl and bear it! Ahiin! Dick! Dicky, now!”
She wants it even if it means enduring the pain. Yeah, Yukiko’s true essence is a depraved slut.
”Fine. I’ll put it in. But even if you tell me to stop, I won’t.”
”I won’t! I won’t say it! Dick! Dicky, hurry! Ahi! Hahiiin!”
I smirk, covering my mouth with my hand, and lift her off the wooden horse. Carrying her princess-style to the bed, I lay her back down. I pull her bound legs wide and remove the rotor. Her canal is tight, but well-primed; insertion shouldn’t be an issue. The head of my c**k kisses her entrance. Unconsciously, her p**sy “cups” open, sucking at me as if trying to prey upon me.
”Alright, I’m coming in.”
”Yeah, put it in… Zwiebel, hurry and put it in…”
Completely melted, her speech has lost all coherence. I slide into her. It’s not quite “painful” for me, but the tightness is extreme. Even with just the head in, the v**inal walls entwine themselves greedily around me.
”N-ah! Ha… it’s inside… Zwiebel’s dicky is inside my p**sy… fua… ah…”
I slowly sink deeper. Halfway, I hit a wall that seems to refuse entry. Yukiko’s hymen².
”Yukiko, you want it all at once, or slow?”
”Ha… all at once… haan, hurry, all the way to the back…”
”Understood. Here I go.”
I thrust through the membrane in one go. I feel the distinct pop of it tearing. As proof, a single red line of blood trickles from her.
”Fugi! It huuuuuuurts!”
The searing pain of defloration snaps Yukiko out of her drug-like haze of pleasure.
”It hurts… it hurts… nchu!?”
I kiss her to dull the pain. A soft, lingering kiss.
”Chu… Ah, Zwiebel…”
”Sorry. That hurt, didn’t it? Let’s just stay like this for a bit.”
Truthfully, she’s squeezing me so hard I want to start moving, but that would be too cruel even for me. I stroke her hair and keep kissing her until the pain subsides.
”Chu… fua, Zwiebel… Zwiebel… n, chu… ha… ha, n…”
”Better?”
”U… n. I’m okay… Move? Do the good things?”
”You mean s*x.”
”Yeah, Zwiebel, s*x, do s*x to me… give me lots of feel-goods with s*x… n… ah… ha-ah! Aaan!”
I begin to slowly work my hips. Hot, sweet breaths leak from her, turning into melodic moans.
”Ha! Haan! An! An-an! It feels good, it feels so good, Zwiebel! An! Hahyaan!”
With every thrust, there’s a lewd, squelching splash. Her juices have become the perfect lubricant.
Squelch! Plip! Squelch! Plip!
”An! An! An! An! More, hit me deeper… do it more! An! Ahin! Aan!”
She gasps with pure joy. Her damp eyes are enough to drive any man wild.
”More… give me more feel-goods… give them to meeee… ah… haan! Kuhaaan!”
”If I do that, I’m going to get rough… you sure?”
”Yes… more rough… ha… ha… haaan…”
Well, since she’s asking for it, I won’t hold back.
Smack!
I drive all the way in, bottoming out against her cervix.
”Kuhiiiiiiiiiin! This, this! It’s so big! Something amazing just hit me! More, more, keep pounding me! Make my head go white! An! An-an! Aaaaaaan!”
She just came from that one thrust. But Yukiko, a fan of back-to-back climaxes, wasn’t going to stop there. She reaches a peak with every single strike.
Pound-pound-pound-pound!
”Ah-hiin! This! More, more back! My guts! Ah, I’m goooing! Going again! Going, going, goooooiiing!”
”Kuhaha! Incredible. To think a virgin who knew nothing a few days ago could be this disheveled! Yukiko, you’re a total slut!”
”Aaaaaaan! Am I a slut? Am I dirty? Does Zwiebel like dirty girls?”
”Yeah, I love them!”
”Ha-uun! Then I’ll be even dirtier! Make me dirty! Turn Yukiko into the kind of slut Zwiebel loves! Ahiin! Ahiiiiiiiiiiiin!”
I don’t bother telling her she’s already there; I just keep skewering her. It’s what she wants. I’ll remodel her into a total bitch who lives for pleasure.
”Kuhaha! I’ll do it. I’ll turn you into a c**k-hungry bitch!”
”I’ll be a bitch! I’ll be Zwiebel’s favorite bitch! An! Ahin! Kuhiin! I’m… gooooiiing! My head is going white! It feels so goo’! White feels goo’! Another one! Another white one is coming! I’m goooooiiing! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
Her words dissolve into sheer screams of ecstasy. After climaxing so many times, her walls are clamping down on me with a desperate rhythm. I’m reaching my limit, too.
”Ugh! Dammit, I’m gonna blow!”
”Coming? Is the medicine coming out!?”
”Yeah. Where do you want it? Inside? Or out?”
”Haun! Aun! Inside? Outside? N-ah! Inside! Inside! Put the medicine³ inside me!”
”Fine. Then take all of it!”
Splurt! Gush!! Seep! Splu-u-urt!
As I flood her womb with semen, Yukiko squirts and hits a terminal climax. Her eyes roll back, her tongue lolls out, and her limbs jerk in violent spasms.
”Ohoooooooo! It’s still going! The c**ming won’t stop! It won’t sto-o-op! Kuhiiiiiiiiiiiin!”
…That was an incredibly long climax. It finally subsided several minutes after I’d finished creampieing her.
”Ohi… hahi… hahi… that was amazing… that was the best I’ve ever felt… ha… hahi… hahi.”
I try to pull out of her, but—
”Ah… no… don’t take it out… more… mo-ore… let it out… give me more medicine…”
She wraps her legs around me as if refusing to let go. I never taught her that. I guess it’s just instinct. But if that’s what she wants, I’m not saying no. We have plenty of time today. Suzuki and Sato are taken care of.
”Kuhaha… fine. Let’s go again, my s*x-crazed little Yukiko-chan.”
”Yeah, do it. Give lots of feel-goods to your s*x-crazed Yukiko. Do s*x to me.”
I grin and continue to violate the overheated Yukiko just as she desired.
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Summary:
Zwiebel subjects Yukiko to intensive s*xual conditioning using a modified wooden horse and a massager. Despite the initial pain of her defloration, Yukiko quickly descends into a state of total s*xual depravity, begging for more. The chapter ends with Zwiebel continuing to violate her as she undergoes a psychological ‘remodeling’.
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Trivia:
- Zwiebel is a self-admitted sadist.
- Yukiko was a virgin prior to this chapter.
- The wooden horse was modified specifically for s*xual pleasure, not torture.
- Yukiko’s speech becomes infantile/regressive as she climaxes.
- Suzuki and Sato are mentioned as being ‘taken care of’, implying they are incapacitated or elsewhere
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Character Insight:
Yukiko shows a high affinity for corruption, quickly adopting the ‘bitch’ persona Zwiebel pushes on her. Zwiebel’s motives are purely hedonistic and power-oriented, enjoying the process of breaking her innocent character.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses meta-humor with the ‘Inari-san’ reference at the end, showing awareness of the tropes being used.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Yuki – Yuki Chihiro. Height 178 cm, weight 70 kg (Male). Natsumi’s childhood friend. A handsome, athletic top student in the soccer club.
• Octavia – 24 years old, stunning beauty, wavy purple hair, large chest/breasts, priestess of Aurelia Church.
• Alisha – A Miko with fluffy pink hair and a prodigious, triple-digit bust measurement. The one who was kidnapped along with the merchant daughter and others.
• Honoka – A member of the relief team with healing magic. Despite her cute, short, ‘transistor glamour’ appearance, she is cold-hearted and mocks Sasaki, now a bound slave to him.
• Suzuki – Suzuki Morio. Height 192 cm, weight 102 kg. The largest student in class. He has a terrifying face like a bull. Along with Sato, he ‘guarded’ Himuro Yukiko, controlling her every need including meals and bathing.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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