When I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up, Detective Terashima looked up at me with a somewhat pleased expression on her face while her eyes contorted in pain.
âShe seems to like it when you rough her up, Deviâ
âBut sheâs not like that before, is she? You changed her to become like that, didnât you?â
âHahaha! Just what you said, Devi.â
Lili laughs happily as she floats fluffy in the air.
I only met Detective Terashima yesterday, so I know nothing about him other than his name and occupation.
I donât know her exact age, but she is probably in her mid-20s. From my point of view, she is an adult woman.
It would be impossible for me not to get excited at the idea of being able to do whatever I wanted with her.
Her eyes are moist with lust and drool is dripping from her slack-jawed mouth.
Recalling the cold look on her face during yesterdayâs interview and looking at her current [ahee] face, I unknowingly felt a painful tension in my groin.
âTerashimaâŚâŚ Ryoko-san?â
âAy, ay, âŚâŚy.â
Do you know who I am?â
âMyâŚâŚ MwasterâŚâŚ.â
Lili then proudly puffed out her chest.
âWhen I give her pleasure, I give her the illusion of being held by Fumi Fumi, Devi. And when it comes to fear and pain, itâs the illusion of being abandoned by Fumi Fumi. Over and over again, her mind and body were broken and rebuilt, and the result was this state, Devi. Now all you have to do is put a real cock inside herâ
ââŚâŚI seeâ
In other words, for her, I am the master with whom she has already had dozens, maybe even hundreds of physical encounters, and being abandoned by me is associated with memories of tremendous fear and pain.
Then I donât have to worry about anything.
I take off my sweatshirt, which I use as a nightgown as well as my trousers.
As soon as she looks up at the ceiling and sees a magnificent, full-bodied, angry manâŚ
âNnhee? Ahiiiiiiii!â
She had suddenly raised her voice, shuddered and began to breathe on her shoulders.
âKyahaha!! I think she came just by looking at FumiFumiâs, Devi.â
âOioi, seriouslyâŚâ
I grab her gasping arms and force her to stand up, then continue to press her face against the wall.
âAaauuâŚ.â
Her face distorted in a hapless manner. Her neatly shaped fine eyebrows were distorted into a âCâ and a pained moan escaped her lips.
Immediately, a thrill of something rushes up my spine.
Iâm probably a bit of a sadist myself.
âHere, turn your arse over to me.â
âAaauuuâŚ..â
I let her hold her hands against the wall and slap her ass. Forcing her to turn away, I could see the tattoos etched into her white skin.
â⌠wings?â
A different design from the tattoos on the rest of her body. Carved into her back, from her shoulder blades to her waist, were two wings drawn in precise lines.
I glance over and steal a glance at Torture.
Of course, there is no way to see what she looks like under her sackcloth.
But the fact that this is the tattoo of a fallen angel who has lost one wing and refuses to erase it is somewhat sentimental.
However, I canât dwell on it forever.
My taut crotch does not wilt, and the lewd water drips down her inner thighs to the point where it looks as if she is incontinent.
The lustful desire keeps rushing us both to hurry up.
I put my hand on my dick and placed it between her legs.
Compared to Kurosawaâsanâs, her labia are slightly darker in colour. When I traced the shape of the drops as if I was rubbing them against the glans, the inside of the folds that had been raised up were a bright pink colour.
An expectant exhale, a pleading gaze. She turned her head back as if asking to pamper her.
âIâll insert it, Detective Terashima.â
When I dared to mention that she was a detective, an inexplicable sense of immorality twisted around me.
I fuck her in a standing back position. I want to mess her up badly. With a long, thin exhalation, I stir the vaginal entrance with the tip of my cock, and then slowly sink it into her vagina.
âAa,hii,Aaaaaaa,Aa,Aaa,aaâŚâ
JyyupuâŚ.to âthe feeling of being dipped into hot water. The hot, thick liquid is entangled, and the slimy, rubbery mucous membrane band tightens around my thing.
âFuuaâŚâŚTerashima-sanâs here, it feels so good.â
I thought that if it was this wet, it would easily be inserted without much resistance, but I was wrong.
âKhuâŚ.â
The tremendous tightness, as if itâs being held by hand.
I sink my hips forcefully to push the tightening circle of flesh apart, my face contorted with pleasure and the dull pain of my cock is being pulled away.
âNnnâŚ.. Ah, Ah A-aahhhâŚ.â
Every time my cock dug inside her, one centimetre after another, she tensed up and let out a sweet sound.
When I finally broke through the last barrier, the narrower part of the vaginal lining, my rod, with too much force, slid deeper and crushed her womb as if it were crashing into it.
As soon as I didââ
âGyah!? Nnnn, Aaaaahhhhh!â
She screamed like a big dog that had hit its head, shaking her wavy hair violently.
Apparently, she came again.
Her body is straining and her vaginal walls are squeezing my cock even harder. Her moderately muscled, supple legs were trembling slightly.
âFufuâŚâ
The feeling of slightly hard flesh at the tip of the glans, at the back of the vagina. This is the deepest part of this woman. When I think that I have conquered this woman, a smile naturally rises on my face.
Come to think of it, I wonder how old I was when Terashima-san came of ageâŚ..Probably I still in the upper grades of elementary school or junior middle school.
The thought of conquering and humiliating such an older woman, and playing with her for my own pleasure from now on, made me feel my tense loins had grown even bigger.
Ryoko Terashimaâs entire life up to this point has been a waste. Everything is ruined. The only thing left to do now is to live as my slave.
When I thought about it, I couldnât stand it any longer.
âI canât wait âŚâŚ to do it!â
Then, I pulled out my dick until I could barely pull it out, grabbed her tight waist, and slammed it all the way in.
âGyaaaaaaaaaaaaa!â
She screamed what I thought was a desperate scream. Of course, she was in the middle of a climax, after all. But I have no intention of relenting. I canât stop now.
I started slamming my hips into her with all my might.
The wheezing voice gradually begins to take on a rhythm. BanBanBan!! and my swollen testicles slam into her crotch.
Her breasts sway and jiggle, and when I run my finger over the ring piercing at the tip of them, the ring of flesh that is eating up my cock tightens and converges on it. Then I change my rhythm. I donât want to make it easy for her.
âA-aaaaaah, A-aaahâŚ..â
When I shorten my strokes and lay waste to her quivering birth canal, she immediately begins to lose her rhythm and shakes her hair violently.
The area where we were connected was already bubbling with a soggy, raw sound, and drops of love juice were dripping down through the pubic hair that clung to her skin.
âAaauu, AaauuâŚâŚNhiiiiiiii!?â
She probably keeps cumming all the time. The evidence of this is that her vaginal meat continues to peristalise with the instinct of squeezing sperm, in search of a child.
Because of this, my limits are coming faster than expected. Her vagina is in aâtoo good condition.
Semen coiling at the base like a trampled hose. The desire to ejaculate increases to the point of being unbearable.
Last spurt. My hips move even faster, gouging her insides deeper and harder.
âA-ahhh, A-hhhh, Nnnnn, A-ahhhhhhâŚ..â
The sound of me slapping against her buttocks. Pan! Pan!ăand gradually became stronger and louder, like a popping sound.
And thenâŚ
âKuh!! Iâm going to cum, Ryoko! Iâm cumming!!â
As a finishing touch, a horrifyingly swollen spear of flesh. It pierced her flower core with force.
âNnnngaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!â
She arches her back and screams like a predatorâs yell. I pulled the ring piercing great force and the nipple stretched distortedly.
Byu! Byururu! Byubyu! Byururururu!
At that moment, semen spurts violently into the depths of her vagina, into her womb.
âNngh! Nnghhh! Nnnn aaaaahh! Aaah!â
She shook her head violently and her rich tits shook violently.
At that moment, Lili raised her voice.
âTorture! The Finishing Devi!â
This is the moment!ăIâve been waiting for this moment!
Torturerâs hand glowed and Ryoko Terashimaâs face came back to its senses.
âW-what! W-what is this!? Nnn!? Hiiii!? S-stop itâŚ..Ki-kijima! I wonât let you get awa-âŚâŚâ
But it is only for a moment, and her sanity is swept away in the tremendous pleasure that surges over her.
âAaaaahhhhâŚâŚnâ
Finally, her black eyes rolled up and she revealed her most disgusting [ah-hee] face.
(TL: Iâm assuming it;s an Ahegao face. The author wrote [ă˘ă] and the wn didnât type it at all. So yea, Iâll leave it as [ah-hee] )
Like a dog in summer, her tongue protrudes from her wide-open mouth and she makes a sloppy face, covered in pleasure. Leaning against the wall with no strength, she flashes her white eyes and twitches her mouth with a [ehe, ehe ]âŚ..sound coming out.
Bushaaaaaaaaaa!!
Finally, she gushed golden fluid from her urethra.
ăRyoko Terashimaâs status has changed to ăEnslavementă. The following functions are available accordinglyă
ăSlave Summon â summoned the person who has been enslavedă
ăMonologues â only when the room is completely dark can you hear the mind of the person in the same room.ă
Liliâs voice was mingled with joy as she listened to the synthesised voice echoing around the room.
âBingo, Devi!ăThe ăMonologuesă is just right for training Haneda-chan, Devi!â
Detective Terashima, who was still lying on the floor, entranced, took my toes in her mouth and sucked on them.
The gallant woman is already dead. Here is just a shallow sex slave, Ryoko Terashima.
âSo, Lili. What are we going with her now?
âNothing, just let her go back to her normal life, Devi. Her values have been replaced by FumiFumi, thatâs all. She is no longer interested in anything else besides FumiFumi. Apart from that, nothing has changed Devi..â
âI really like Terashima-san. Iâd like to keep her around if I couldâ
âFor now, youâll be in trouble if you donât let her go back,Devi. If you need her, you can always summon it with a ăSummon Slaveă. ButâŚâŚ.â
âButâŚâŚ what?â
âI think youâll probably get bored with her soon, Devi. After all, a messy finished product is not very interesting, Devi. I think Kurosawa-chanâs work will be much more interesting, Deviâ
ĂĂĂ
âăMisuzu âŚâŚ Come here.ăâ
The moment I tried to grab the hand that was extended to me, I woke up.
When I opened my eyelids, there was a deep darkness. The feeling of the cold floor. As usual, I was in that dark room.
No, I knew. It was already the second time.
I knew this would happen the day after I fell asleep in that luxurious room.
But I was still depressed.
In the darkness, I look in the direction where I think the door is probably located. I try to imagine it.
The light shines on the shape of the door and his silhouette appears.
âăMisuzuâŚâŚăâ
He calls out my name. I am not lonely when he holds me. Itâs warm. I felt as if the room was full of bright colours, even though it was the same room.