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Vol. 5 Chapter 5.2




Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny
“Haaaa, Haaaa, Haaaa, Haaaa…”
I felt like I was losing my mind. That’s what I thought.
Just one more thrust, and I would reach the climax. It was unbearable to be left hanging at such a point.
The desire that had lost its place deep within my abdomen swirled and throbbed with heat.
And yet, I couldn’t do anything about it myself.
‘This… is just too cruel.’
As Kijima stepped off the bed and approached me, I inadvertently glared at him with bitter resentment.
“Do you want… what’s mine?”
I stared silently at Kijima.
‘Even though he knows it, he’s trying to torment me, this bastard. It’s really infuriating…’
“Heee–… You don’t want it?”
Despite turning his face away with a pout, Kijima thrust his grotesquely erect member right in front of me.
The smell of male and female bodily fluids tickled my nose.
Despite the smell, I found myself wanting to smell it more and my throat involuntarily constricted.
“Hmm…I see… Well then, maybe I’ll indulge Mr. Tashiro-san once more. Seems like Shima-san isn’t interested. Oh, of course, this time I won’t even connect our sensations.”
I couldn’t help but clench my molars.
I didn’t want to be left hanging like this. It’s frustrating, but I can’t endure it.
I can’t resist this man anymore.
“..I want it.”
“I can’t hear you.”
“…I said I want it.”
“What is it that you want?”
“Uuu… Ki-Kijima’s dick… I want it.”
“So, that means you’ll become mine too, Shima-san?”
“…eh?”
“Well, it’s like that, right? Cheating is not allowed. Cheating. My thing belongs to my girls. Shima-san is Tashiro-san’s servant, not my girl.”
“That’s…”
Kijima pushed the tip of his dick against my bewildered nose.
A drop was hanging from the tip of the dark red glans.
Mesmerised by its vividness, my eyes were fixed on it.
“Shima-san, will you also become mine?”
Kijima, getting carried away, pressed his shaft against my cheek. Despite my anger, the raw heat and scent made my head feel hazy. Finally, I nodded.
“Yes… I’ll… be yours…”
A sly grin tugged at the corner of Kijima’s mouth.
Suddenly, I became scared that I might have said something irreparable.
“Well then, Natsumi… I’ll make sure to treat you well.”
Kijima smeared the oozing pre-cum onto my cheek and then slid the glans from my cheek to my lips.
“Mmmph!?”
He forcefully parted my lips, and his shaft invaded my mouth.
The vivid taste, the scent of both male and female fluids reaching my nose, the texture of the raised veins touching my tongue.
‘A, aah… it’s thick…robust.’
Before I realised it, I had shamefully pursed my lips.
I could feel my cheeks slackening.
It’s embarrassing. Like a baby suckling on a bottle. No, not something cute like that.
A grotesque, veiny phallus. While holding the most obscene thing in this world in my mouth, I was exposing a submissive expression.
But at this point, I couldn’t do anything about it anymore.
My body, denied release right before climax, was uncontrollably hungry, to the point where I couldn’t control it myself. It was parched.
“Mmm… slurp… ah… fah…lick, lick, slurp, gulp, gulp, suck…”
Hardly had I taken it into my mouth before I lasciviously moved my tongue, bobbing my head back and forth. The glans quickly became frothy with pre-cum.
‘This is… no good… am I acting like a trained dog…? But why, why can’t I stop…? Ah, I like this, I really like this.’
Sucking fervently to the point my cheeks hollowed, I coated my lips with saliva and licked the man’s genitals.
I was intensely excited by my own degeneracy.
“Natsumi, you suck so deliciously.”
‘Don’t watch, don’t look… it’s frustrating… but I can’t stop…’
Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes from the frustration. Still, desire propelled me forward.
“Buchuu,mmm…Djiyuboddjubo,djiyubo,djiyubosu…”
Violently shaking my head back and forth, lewd squelching sounds filled the air.
The man’s bodily fluids were foaming in my mouth. The obscene aroma that passed through my nose sent a shiver down the core of my being.
“Mmm… mufu… mmmuuu, slurp…”
Within myself, a complex blend of emotions swelled up—a mixture of attachment to this grotesque thing and the pride in pleasuring it—pushing aside any regret or disgust.
“Uuu… Natsumi, you’re good at this.”
When my head was caressed, my body trembled with delight.
‘Why am I feeling happy about this? This can’t be right, can it, me… This is no good.’
My attempts at resistance were futile as my rationality struggled. My body continued to betray my mind.
Saliva kept dripping incessantly due to still holding onto the shaft.
Amidst my drool-covered face, my facial muscles involuntarily relaxed, attempting to form a smile.
‘Such… an undignified expression… with a dick in my mouth and a happy face… what a complete perverted woman I must be..’
My rationality was now feeble.
Desire was running rampant, asserting that I wanted to make this man feel even better, more and more.
“Mmm…”
I extended my tongue provocatively, tracing the shaft, gliding beneath the tip, and then sucking it in, rubbing the glans against the inside of my cheek.
I even felt my heart flutter when I poked the cleft at the tip with my tongue and he shivered.
As I deep-throated his dick, the pubic hair growing at its base tickled the tip of my nose. Even its prickliness became an element of arousal and before I knew it, tears were streaming down my cheeks.
It wasn’t tears of suffering. It was tears of arousal, though I resisted using the term [tears of emotion] but perhaps that’s what they were.
‘This is bad…I’ve really become…a perverted woman…’
To think that I would be sucking a man’s dick and crying tears of joy… I felt hopeless about it.
However, without caring about my inner turmoil, Kijima was audibly panting and moaning.
“You’re making such an incredibly erotic face, Natsumi… It’s arousing.”
As if not able to bear it any longer, he thrust forcefully, unreservedly, deep into my throat.
“”Nghhh…… eugh… oeee…oeee… eeeeeee!”
‘This is insane, I’m going to die! Killed by his dick!’
No matter how much I gagged, he didn’t show any mercy.
With a pained expression in my eyes, Kijima grew even more excited and forceful.
Driven by his excitement, he roughly grabbed my hair.
He tightly seized my short hair, causing a sharp pain to shoot through my scalp.
In reaction to the pain, my mouth involuntarily tightened, and whether he found it pleasurable or not, this sadistic man repeated it several times.
And then, rhythmically, he pounded his hips against me.
“I’m going to cum! Here it comes! Here it comes!”
“Mmmuuu! Amuuu! Ogooo! Boge! Eggooo! Ogoooo, eooo!”
As he thrust mercilessly into the back of my throat, tears welled up from the pain. Despite that, I desperately endured, and there was a sensation as if the dick in my mouth was swelling even larger.
‘Is he going to climax!? Is he going to ejaculate in my mouth…’
His hips moved even faster. The accelerating thrusts of his flesh spear. Unbeknownst to me, I instinctively tightened my lips, anticipating that moment.
“Natsumi! I’m going to ejaculate! Don’t spill it!”
──Don’t spill it.
For some reason, that single phrase seemed like an absolute command to me.
In my mouth, the shaft burst with intense pulsations.
Milky fluid erupts toward the back of my throat.
“Mmmu, mugoohh!?”
Overwhelmed by the sheer volume, my eyes rolled in their sockets.
The semen that flowed back into my nose mixed with mucus and dripped down, and the overwhelming debasement made me feel so embarrassed that I thought I might go insane.
‘It’s suffocating… I’m drowning. But I have to swallow it all. I can’t spill it…’
Driven by such thoughts, I clamped onto the dick and desperately endured.
“U, uuuh…Good job, Natsumi!”
Looking up with teary eyes, Kijima’s face was contorted in an expression of agony.
Eventually, as his ejaculation subsided and I finished sucking up the remnants lingering in his urethra with a slurping sound, Kijima pulled his dick out of my mouth with a satisfied look.
My mouth was full of semen. If I let my guard down, semen would seep out from the corners of my mouth.
Trying to swallow with my eyes closed, it caught in my throat and I couldn’t quite manage to swallow it properly.
It was pungent, gooey, lukewarm, and bitter. The worst taste.
Even though I thought it was the worst, for some reason, I found myself swallowing it, reluctant as I was.
Today, I had been betraying myself continuously.
After I managed to swallow all of the foul, milky liquid, I extended my tongue to the residue of semen clinging shamefully around my mouth.
Watching me, Kijima nodded in satisfaction.
“It seems like my semen really pleased you.”
“…Do you really think so? Making me drink something so disgusting.”
“Is that an invitation to savour it with a different mouth?”
Kijima provocatively exposed his dick in front of me once again.
Coated in my saliva and semen, it glistened with a viscous sheen, showing no signs of diminishing despite having just ejaculated, and it arched back toward the ceiling.
‘Do I really have no choice but to obey this man’s words, me…’
How did it come to this? Where did I go wrong? Even I, just like anyone else, had a longing for romance.
Going on dates, kissing, exchanging our first times while blushing together…
But now, it had all devolved into me being shown a dick by Kijima and my lower abdomen throbbing uncontrollably, turning me into a complete perverted woman.
Because of that shared pleasure with Hatsu-chan, I had come to realise just how pleasurable Kijima’s grotesque thing could be.
‘There’s no way I can endure this kind of teasing…’
And so, I clung to Kijima’s leg, desperately begging.
“K-Kijima…I can’t take it anymore…I want it. I want your muscular cock…I want it.”
“It’s okay. Natsumi, you’re mine now.”
When he led me to the bed, I was already feeling dizzy.
I had reached my limit. I wanted to cummed so badly, I couldn’t hold back for even a moment longer.
“If you want it, go ahead and put it in yourself.”
So, when Kijima said that, I could only nod in response.
On the bed, Hatsu-chan lay sprawled out, semen overflowing from between her legs.
She had a blissful, completely melted expression on her face. I felt so envious that I thought I might grow to hate her.
Kijima lay down beside her and urged me, [Straddle me].
As I positioned myself over Kijima, the slimy, pungent scent emanating from his reddish-black glans filled the air. It made me dizzy.
Staggering, I slowly lowered my hips onto Kijima. The moment my intimate area made contact with the tip of his dick, a shiver ran through me—electric, pulsating pleasure surged up my spine.
‘Finally, this is it… finally, I’ll be fulfilled, I can… I can climax…’
Even if I tried to tighten my cheeks, I couldn’t stop my smile from breaking through.
‘Haa, heh, dic… dic… dick… I’m going to insert it, insert it…’
In my mind, I could only recall the pleasure I felt when I had Kijima’s dick inside me.
Like a famished beast, I aimed the tip at my entrance and, almost greedily, dropped my hips down onto Kijima all at once.
But at that moment—
“Owwwwwwwwwww, it hurrrrrrrrrrrrts!”
─I screamed.
A tearing sensation, like something ripping apart— Buchibuchibuch! I felt as if my body had been torn in half.
In the midst of the pain, I slammed my fist into Kijima’s abdomen, and his groaning [Ah, fuah!?] echoed through the dark room.
‘I forgot. I’m a virgin. I…I’ve completely torn it. No wonder it hurts.’
Just a moment ago, I had the illusion that I was the one being penetrated, but that was only because I was sharing in the pleasure Hatsu-chan was feeling.
‘What is this? It hurts so much! It’s unbearably painful!’
Even now, the throbbing pain persisted and there was no way I could even think about moving.
Still, the pressure of him spreading me apart made my body tremble with excitement. I desperately wanted to cum quickly. I wanted to move. But moving hurts.
‘How am I supposed to handle this…’
“Kuuuuuuu…”
Overwhelmed by the intense pain, I squatted down with furrowed brows. Kijima reached out and gently stroked my head.
“Are you okay? You don’t have to push yourself…”
In that moment—something snapped.
‘Who does he think he’s acting all nice for!’
Before I realised it, I was grabbing Kijima’s hair and shouting angrily. To put it bluntly, I lost my temper.
“Shut up! Whose fault do you think this is, huh?! I want to cum! I want to be fucked hard! It’s your fault for teasing me, you idiot! What are you going to do about this?! Take responsibility, damn it! Moron! Idiot! Piece of shit!”
“O-Okay…”
Kijima nodded, his cheeks twitching.
And then, he muttered, [I-I’ll call for a Torture.]
The next moment, my lower abdomen suddenly felt warm. After a while, the pain had completely disappeared.
“A, aree? Wh-hat’s this? It… doesn’t hurt?”
As I rubbed my puzzled abdomen, Kijima let out a sigh of relief.
“You seem to be okay. And I will definitely take responsibility.”
“Taking responsibility… How?”
“It’s obvious, isn’t it? Natsumi, you’re already mine. I’ll cherish you and take care of you.”
“….Uuu, you idiot.”
Being told such a thing with a serious expression suddenly made me feel embarrassed.
‘But… if that’s the case, I want him to treat me the same way he treats Hatsu-chan.’
“Then, um… I want you to say it to me too…”
“What is it?”
“T-That… like you did for Hatsu-chan earlier, say…[I love you…]”
A voice so small it almost faded away.
‘What am I saying, really… so embarrassing.’
Just as I lowered my gaze, Kijima abruptly sat up and embraced me, whispering into my ear.
“I love you. Natsumi, I really love you.”
“Auaa… Ah, th-this is… so embarrassing, ahh…”
In an instant, my already flushed face grew even hotter, as if boiling.
‘This is bad, so bad! I’m going to die of embarrassment!’
Even though I was completely filled like this, Kijima, in an excited frenzy, suddenly began moving his hips.
“Ahii! Hyaa… It’s so sudden! S-so intense! Ahhn!”
“You can’t expect me to hold back when you say something so cute!”
We were in a face to face embrace.
The force of his cock thrusting into my passage overwhelmed me, and the embarrassment that had been making my head swim was replaced with pleasure in an instant.
“Natsumi, do you love me?”
“I-I don’t know, I don’t know, but… When you say you love me, I… I feel so, so happy!”
I was completely lost in the moment. In a M-legged position, I desperately bounced my hips against his cock.
My vaginal walls trembled with delight, and with each back and forth motion of Kijima’s cock inside me, an incredible sensation shot up my spine.
‘I know it’s shameless, but I can’t stop anymore! Call me a whore or a slut, whatever you want! For this pleasure, I’ll do anything!’
As I desperately rubbed his cock, Kijima let out a moaning sound.
“Kuh, it’s tight…My cock feels like it’s going to be squeezed off. Did you want it this badly?”
“Hohh, ohh! I wanted it! I wanted it so much! Ahh, hiiii!”
At that moment, sparks exploded in the back of my head.
My cervix was being crushed by the deeply thrusting shaft, radiating a sweet pleasure as it was pushed and my pupils rolled upward – I could tell that much. Drool spilled from my mouth, dripping down my chin.
A shock, like electricity running down my spine, melted my thoughts into a blank white space.
“Fuhyaah… Hiaah… Heaa… Aauuaaaah…”
Near the brink of losing consciousness, Kijima whispered in my ear.
“When you climax… let’s do it together…”
And then, just as I was losing myself, a final, intense thrust. His piston-like movements felt like spewing flames, driving me into a whirlpool of ecstasy.
“Ahh… Higiiii, it’s amazing! Please, endure it, endure it! This is…unbearable, unbelieeeevable!”
In the gas-filled room, I clung desperately to Kijima, contorting my body in a frenzy of explosive pleasure, akin to striking a match in the midst of a detonation.
And just as I was about to reach the peak of ecstasy, at that very moment—
“Kuh!”
Kijima’s groan echoed in my ears as semen gushed out from deep within my belly.
Byu! Byururururururururu! Burururururu!
An overdose of pleasure. Once hot semen was sprayed into my uterus, there was nothing left to do but to scream and writhe in ecstasy.
I couldn’t tell who was on top anymore, or who was beneath.
Frantically shaking my hair, I screamed with a hoarse voice.
“I’m, I’m cuuuuming! I’m cuuuuming!”
Feeling the throbbing of his penis inside my womb, I collapsed onto Kijima, losing consciousness on top of him.
×××
Just as Shima-san collapsed onto my chest, almost simultaneously, that same male or female, indistinct electronic voice resonated throughout the room.
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『Natsumi Shima’s state has changed to 『Submissive』 As a result, the following functions are now available for your use』
『Room Creation Level MAX: The limit on the number of rooms has been lifted.』
『Furniture Placement Level 9: You can now install museum-level furniture.』
『Special Facility Installation (Prison): You can set up a room with walls made of iron bars.』
『Carrying Entrance: You can install a loading entrance for transporting large items.』
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It’s a rather subtle function. Even when they say [large items] it’s a bit hard to imagine.
However, this time, it’s a bit of a surprising discovery that the limit of level-based functions is at level ten, due to reaching the maximum number of rooms that can be created.
After pulling out my penis from Shima-san, I slipped out from beneath her body.
Laying her somewhat slender body on her back on the bed, a mixture of blood and semen dripped from her crotch.
I looked down at the two of them, Tashiro-san and Shima-san, lying side by side and shrugged lightly.
‘Never would I have expected Shima-san to react like that…’
From Shima-san’s devoted attitude towards Tashiro-san, I had assumed she had a submissive side. That’s why I deliberately tried an authoritative tone with her but I never expected to be punched in the gut and yelled at in return.
In the end, I still couldn’t determine whether Shima-san was more of a masochist or a sadist.
For now, I’ll make a note in my mind. On Shima-san’s page, I’ll write down [gets scary when angry] and leave it at that.
With that in mind, I began to contemplate Shima-san’s position within my harem.
Surprisingly, even to myself, I find that I quite like this girl named Natsumi Shima.
Honestly speaking, when it comes to appearance, I can’t even hold a candle to Kurosawa-san, Tanashiro-san, or even Masaki-chan.
Even in terms of breast size, I’m only slightly better off than Fujiwara-san.
Still, I’ve begun to seriously think that being around Shima-san is the most comfortable.
In that sense, maybe I could even consider her a 『favourite princess』… But the state is still at 『submissive』 so for now, being on the same level as 『apprentice princess』 like with Kei-chan and the others is probably more appropriate. Whether to elevate her to a 『favourite princess』 status is something to be reconsidered at a later time.
By the time I came to this conclusion, Tashiro-san let out a [u… uhn] and rubbed her eyelids, as if waking up.
With a somewhat vacant gaze, she looked towards Shima-san lying next to her.
“Aa…So Shima has also fallen into your clutches. You’re quite the wicked man.”
“”I won’t deny it.”
“Since we’ve been targeted by such a wicked man, there’s nothing we can do. Shima… and I…”
Tashiro-san let out a wry smile as she held Shima-san’s hand.
“For someone saying there’s nothing they can do, you look rather pleased, don’t you?”
“I won’t deny it. It’s only natural to want my best friend to like the things I find appealing.”
When it comes to books, movies, or idols, that might be true, but the feeling of being happy to share the man you’ve fallen for is honestly something I find hard to comprehend.
As I was struggling to figure out how to respond…
“…Honestly, I’d be in a dilemma if you asked whether I like him or not.”
…Suddenly, Shima-san spoke up, causing both me and Tashiro-san to widen our eyes in surprise.
“Are you awake, Shima?”
“Un, well… for a little while now.”
‘…That’s a relief. I’m glad she didn’t do anything strange or mischievous while I was asleep.’
Honestly, I’m still a bit afraid she might snap again.
But despite my sense of relief, Shima-san wore a weak smile and continued speaking.
“So, it’s not like I’m saying I like him or anything, but… well, when it comes to Kijima being my destined partner… um, I can kind of understand that.”
“Wait a minute, Shima. Calling him your destined partner is quite a statement.”
“Well, what can I do? That’s just how it seems. During our first year, we had seating changes three times and each time Kijima ended up sitting next to me…we can’t seem to be separated, it’s like fate.”
“Uuu…what’s with that envy-inducing story? Are you showing off? Is that it?”
“Well, to someone like Hatsu-chan who didn’t even remember that she was in the same class as Kijima during our first year, it might seem that way.”
“Kuhh!? Shima… you…”
Abruptly, Shima-san began to assert her dominance, causing Tanashiro-san to grind her teeth in frustration.
“Um… you’re best friends, right, you two?”
I couldn’t help but ask, to which Shima-san responded with a nonchalant expression.
“Yeah, that’s right. But that’s one thing, and this is another. If I’m going to compete for the position of your legal wife against Hatsu-chan, we better establish some clear boundaries now.”
Suddenly, Tashiro-san raised her voice.
“Confinement King! Embrace me right now! I’ll show this idiot the difference in our status as women!”
“Don’t be an idiot, you moron! Hasn’t he been pampering Hatsu-chan all this time? From here on out, it’s my turn! Kijima is my first boyfriend, after all!”
“Don’t mess around! Weren’t you just embraced a moment ago? Next is my turn!”
As the two of them glared at each other, practically locking horns, I couldn’t help but feel exasperated.
‘Oioi, what’s happening to female friendship…’
“Um… well, then… both of you, just get along, okay?”
For the time being, in order to treat both of them equally, there was no other choice but for me to activate 『Dual Glans Alignment』.
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