Chapter 141 Himuro Yukiko ⑯*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Hey, Sieben… I can’t move…”
On the bed, Yukiko lay naked, limbs splayed and shackled. Handcuffs bit into her wrists and ankles, each bolted to the frame.
Well, I was the one who put them there.
The room was a world away from where we’d been yesterday. While adult toys were nothing new, the bed was now a standard rectangle fitted with twenty-centimeter posts at each corner—designed specifically for restraining someone in Yukiko’s current position.
The room also boasted a wooden vaulting horse and an X-shaped rack. However, the “horse” wasn’t pointed; instead, it was fitted with countless tiny rollers, its angle deliberately blunt. A tray of enema syringes sat nearby. In short: a playroom for the heavy stuff.
When I told them I wanted a room suited for an intense session today, this is where they led me. Given our history, we’d eaten here first. I’d asked for something to boost my stamina, and they’d served up a soft-shelled turtle hot pot. (I guess turtles exist in this world, too.) Once she was full, I’d gotten her into this state.
I have to admit, I was a little surprised to find her going commando when I stripped her.
”I’m going to start ‘developing’ your body now, Yukiko. I’ll make it so you feel good no matter what’s done to you.”
”Really!? Ehehe, I can’t wait~”
Yukiko flashed a carefree smile. Honestly, I sometimes wonder if she’s playing with a full deck, but it’s working out for me, so I won’t overthink it. I slipped a blindfold over her eyes. The stage was set.
”Whoa, it’s pitch black! I can’t see a thing.”
”It’ll make it feel even better that way.”
I’d heard somewhere that depriving the senses makes the skin more sensitive, heightening every touch.
I started pulling out the toys. Feathered quills, red candles, hemp ropes, rotors, vibrators, and even an electric massager. There was even a riding crop, though I didn’t plan on using that—yet. Seriously, the gear in this world is surprisingly advanced.
But first, let’s start easy. I picked up a quill and began to tease Yukiko’s defenseless n**ipss with the soft barbs.
”Fuhya!? Ah! Ah-ha-hya! Sieben, it ti-tickles! Ah-hahahahaha!”
Yeah, her sensitivity is off the charts. I kept at it, moving the quill from her breasts to her armpits, her navel, and even the soles of her feet, tracing the skin with agonizing gentleness.
”Hahi! N-no… ah-hah-hah… nngh… kuhihi… haheen…”
Sweet moans began to bleed into her laughter. Her skin was already breaking into a light sweat. Down below, her p**sy was glistening. I traced the tip of the feather down the length of her slit.
”Fuan! Afu… nnaan… right there… it feels so good… ahi… hiun!”
The tone of her voice shifted instantly. With every stroke, she grew wetter, the feather soaking up her cream. When I flicked the quill over her clitoris, her whole body arched as if she’d been struck by lightning.
”Hyahieen! Right there! My clitoris! It feels so good! Ah! It’s… it’s sparking! It’s sparking inside me! Ann! Aann!”
She was getting there. I couldn’t tell if it was because of her long period of abstinence—or the fact that she’d known nothing of s*x before this—or if she was just a natural, but Yukiko had the soul of a total nympho. She was surrendering to the pleasure without a shred of resistance.
If she was this easy, she’d have no problem taking me. But if I didn’t break her in properly now, we’d just have a repeat of last time.
I dropped the feather and reached for a rotor. I pressed it against her already-throbbing n**ipss. The effect was immediate; she began to gasp for air.
”Hyahieen! What is this!? What is this!? It’s so good! So good! My b**bs feel amazing! My n**ipss… the buzzing… it feels so good! Ah! Aann! Ahieeeeeen! More! Do it more! Mooooore! Hahieeeeeeeen!”
She writhed against her restraints, her handcuffs and leg irons rattling violently.
”Ah! Ahh—! Ahhhhhh—! It feels too good, no, I’m gonna—I’m gonna c**m from my b**bs—eh?”
Just as she reached the brink, I pulled the rotor away.
”Eh? Whhyyy? Why did you stop? Hurry, do it again! Do it now!”
She bucked her hips, begging for more, but I wasn’t about to let her off that easy. The torture was just beginning. Besides, I was reaching my own limit. Watching Yukiko fall apart like this had my c**k throbbing at full mast.
I leaned over her, careful not to crush her, and pressed the head of my erection against her soft lips.
”Lick it, Yukiko.”
”Nna… Sieben’s c**k? I’ll lick it. Chu… rero… pero…”
Oh? Her tongue-work was already improving. It felt leagues better than the first time.
”You’ve gotten better, Yukiko. That feels great.”
”Rero-rero… ehehe, really? You know, Sieben, I learned how to do that thing. I can tie it now.”
Impressive. What one likes, one does well, as they say. People always improve faster when they actually enjoy what they’re doing. Once Honoka fell, she became a glutton for learning, and her skills skyrocketed.
”Nn… rero, pero… juru, jururu… Hey, Sieben, does it feel good?”
”Yeah. It feels amazing.”
”I’m so glad. Ehehe, that makes me happy. Amu, pero, rero-rero, jururu, juzozozozozo…”
Yukiko took the whole thing into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the shaft like a slug, coating every inch. To think that just a few days ago, she was an innocent girl who knew nothing—now she was performing like a seasoned pro. The sheer context of it sent my arousal over the edge.
”O-oh… I’m… I’m blowing!”
Doku! Dopu! Dopyu! Byururururu!
I erupted into her mouth. Her small cheeks puffed out like a squirrel’s. When I pulled out, it made a wet, popping sound.
”Yukiko, show me.”
She obeyed, opening wide. “Aaan.” Her mouth was a pool of milky, viscous c**m.
”Close your mouth. Swish it around like mouthwash. Really taste it.”
”Nn… nnn… nnnn…”
This was only her third time swallowing. She grimaced at the flavor, but she did exactly as she was told.
”Good. Now swallow.”
”Ngh… koku, koku, kokun… hah… it still tastes gross~”
”You’ll get used to it. Eventually, you’ll crave the taste. Just like Lil.”
”Okay…”
She didn’t seem to love the taste, but I had no intention of stopping. What she didn’t realize was that even while she was complaining, her p**sy was drenching the sheets. She might hate the flavor, but the act of swallowing my seed was turning her on.
That p**sy, however, was still tight enough to make even a single finger a struggle. It was a good thing I hadn’t tried to force myself in yet. To help her loosen up, I took a rotor about the size of a quail egg and slid it inside her. It was a tight fit, but the rotor slipped in eventually.
”Nna!? What… what did you put inside me? Ah! It’s buzzing… aann… haann… oh god, this feels amazing! Ah! Haun! Hauun!”
The vibrating motor began to ravage her walls from the inside. This wasn’t just any toy; it was a piece of gear I’d picked up from the “Church” (the brothel) back in Greedia. It was powered by a small magic stone that acted as a battery. It didn’t even have a switch—it would keep vibrating until the magic stone ran dry. Perfect for breaking her in.
”Fua! Hauun! A-ah! It feels so good! My p**sy feels so good! The buzzing is making me… I’m gonna go! I’m gonna cuuum! Ah! I’m c**ming!”
Pusha!
She squirted, a light spray hitting the bed. But the rotor didn’t stop. It just kept buzzing away inside her v**ina.
”Fue!? It won’t stop? Ah! Aaann! I just came! Ann! It won’t stop feeling good! Heen! Aheen! Kuheeeeeeeen!”
She arched her back into a bow. I wasn’t going to stop, so she was going to have to keep c**ming. I reached for a second rotor and slid that one in, too.
”Hinyaaaaaaa! Ahh! It’s too much! It’s so good! It’s incredible! Ahh! Ahhhhhhhhh! I’m c**ming! Again! I’m cuuuuuuumming! Ahieeeeeeeee!”
The rotors sent her over the edge again and again. Between the squirting and the sheer volume of her fluids, a massive “map” was forming on the bedsheets. Her face was completely gone—her eyes were rolled back, and she was grinning with her tongue lolling out. She was a mess of tears, snot, and drool. A perfect, erotic ahegao.
Still, her sensitivity was almost too high. Even Honoka hadn’t fallen apart this much from just a couple of rotors. To be honest, my original plan was to steal her from Suzuki and Sato, break her until she hit rock bottom, and then throw her away…
But I changed my mind. A girl with a nympho constitution like this was far too valuable to just hand over to some random guy. And I’d be damned if I ever let Suzuki or Sato touch her again. Yukiko’s heart and body belonged to me.
”Hahie! Aaaaaaan! No! The c**ming… it won’t stoooooooooop! I’m c**ming agaiiiiiin!”
Bushaa! Bushaaaaaaaaa!
She’d been squirting violently for a while now. I was actually starting to worry about dehydration. I filled a glass of water, took a huge gulp, and fed it to her mouth-to-mouth. (I decided to ignore the fact that she’d just had my c**k in there.)
”Nnn!? Nn… koku… koku… koku… hah… nnaan! Kiss… more… nchu…”
She gulped down the water I’d forced into her. When she begged for a kiss, I leaned in. Our tongues tangled together instantly.
”Nchu… rero… amu… nbu! Nnnnnnn! Ndju… hafu… rero-rero… nn! I’m cuuumming! Nnnnnnnnnnn!”
The combination of the kiss and the internal rotors sent her over the edge yet again. I wondered what would happen if I used my skills to crank her sensitivity up even further. If I boosted it to the legendary 3000x, just how broken would she get?
For a split second, I was tempted, but I held back. She’d probably snap. Her mind wouldn’t be able to handle that much pleasure. I didn’t mind her breaking, but like Honoka, I wanted her dependent on me while staying conscious enough to know it. That would be much more effective against Suzuki and Sato.
Still, “developing” her was the goal. I needed her to be even more responsive. I took four more rotors and taped them to her breasts—two for each n**ips. The results were instantaneous. Her screams got louder. She started squirting in continuous bursts. She was stuck in a permanent climax.
”AAAAAAAAHH! My brain is melting! It’s all whiiiiiiite! It’s buzzing and buzzing! It feels so goooooood! My n**ipss… it feels so goooooood! Stop, noooooo! It won’t stoooooooooop! I’m c**ming! I’m c**ming, I’m c**ming, I’m cuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
I decided to go for the finishing blow. I took a small, three-centimeter square patch—a low-frequency massager—and stuck it right over her cervix.
”Ohieeeeeeeee! What is this!? This is too much! Ahieeeeeeeee! No! No, no, nooooo! It feels too good, I’m cuuuuuuuuumming!”
Bushaa! Bushaaaaaaaaa! Pushaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Choro, dyororororororo…
Her tongue lolled out as her body bucked one last time in a violent climax. Along with the squirting, she finally lost control of her bladder. It must have felt that incredible.
With that, Yukiko finally passed out. Her body continued to twitch and spasm, and the fluid continued to leak out of her. Even unconscious, her mind was still drowning in it.
Honestly, with no resistance at all, this hardly feels like “training.” It’s almost too easy. I’ll keep developing her, though.
There were still plenty of toys in this room perfect for the job. I set to work preparing for Yukiko’s next stage of “development.”
Notes:
• Sieben – Young man with black hair and a mask covering his eyes. He purchased Honoka and Ria.
• Yuki – Yuki Chihiro. Height 178 cm, weight 70 kg (Male). Natsumi’s childhood friend. A handsome, athletic top student in the soccer club.
• 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.
• Lil – One of the heroines. Height 166 cm, B-W-H: 90-56-90. She is a top-tier beauty with long indigo hair down to her waist, a large scar on her abdomen and sharp golden eyes. She has wolf ears and a tail.
• 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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