ăThe status of Misuzu Kurosawa has changed to ăSubjugatedă. Accordingly, the following functions are available.ă
ăă»Back door â One back door leading to a room can be installed for each person in the ăEnslavedă status. The back door can be installed anywhere, but once installed it cannot be moved.ă
After that, both of our uneven breathing piled up in the quiet room.
Behind Kurosawa-sanâs back, Lili appeared in the midair near the ceiling.
She silently gives a thumbs-up and disappears again with a single wink.
The day has finally come.
The day of judgement had finally arrived.
âMisuzuâŠâŠ looks like itâs Tuesday.â
When I whisper this to her, she looks as if she is about to cry and hangs her head.
âYou knowâŠ..I love you, Fumi-kun, butâŠ.Iâm stillâŠâ
I interrupted her words.
âWait. Iâll hear the rest in the next room.â
âNext room?â
She tilted her head suspiciously.
That would be natural. Because there was only one door leading outside. And it would have never occurred to her that there was a room next door.
âHey, can you step aside?â
âEh⊠Yesâ
Kurosawa-san and I are still connected. She sets her teeth on her lower lip and raises her eyebrows slightly.
âOhâŠâŠ nnnn. âŠ..â
She shakes her twin-tailed hair and as she slowly lifts her hips, my cock slips out and a botch of semen spills out of her crotch.
I wiped the semen that had dripped onto my stomach with the sheet and got off the bed and walked over to the wall.
âConnectâ
When I activated the function, a new door appeared on the wall.
A simple iron door. I see, it seems that the design of the door also changes to suit the room. I was a little impressed.
I turned around and urged Kurosawa-san, who was kneeling on the bed with a puzzled expression on her face.
âCome on, Misuzu.â
âYeâŠâŠ yes.â
She looked terrified. Nevertheless, she did as she was told and followed me into the newly emerged room. Then, after confirming that she had fully entered the room, I deactivated the ăconnectionă.
âHiii-?!â
When the door disappears and the light in the next room no longer reaches her, Kurosawa-san lets out a frightened sound.
Her soft chest rests against my second arm. I could feel her body trembling.
Sheâs been locked in a dark place for a long time, but it seems that scary things are still scary.
âItâs going to be okay. Here, look..â
The first pin-spot light illuminated an opulent one-seater chair at the far end of the room. This was followed by a series of green lamps embedded in the lower part of the walls, which began to illuminate the riveted steel floor and walls in a green hue.
The only decoration was a plain green tapestry hanging behind the chairs.
Simple and bizarre. This is, according to Lili, ăthe room of the general of an evil secret societyă.
âSomehowâŠ.â
As he looked around the room, Mr Kurosawaâs voice trembled.
âA room with bad taste.â
âWhy not! Itâs cool, isnât it!â
Apparently, girls donât understand how cool this is.
This is a manâs romance, so to speak. It is certainly not perfect. Some parts were abandoned.
I tried various things to see if it would be possible to burn smoke with dry ice under the feet, but it seems that smoke machines are not counted as furniture, so I couldnât install them in the ăfurniture installationă section. I had no choice but to fill a tub with dry ice and set it up in the four corners, and between the flickers of smoke, I caught glimpses of gold dust, which made me feel very uncomfortable.
I gave up on the smoke, but it was still my masterpiece, so to speak, combining elements of ăthrone room fantasyă and ăSFâs hangar science fictionă, both of which boys love.
âCohonâŠâŠ look over there.â
I coughed once and pointed to the corner on the left hand side of the room.
And as soon as she turned her eyes towards where I pointed, Kurosawa-san gasped, [Ha].
âMaâŠ..Masaki!â
Yes, lying there was a completely naked Masaki.
She had been pinned to her soul in the same state she had fallen asleep in yesterday.
Kurosawa-san rushed over and helped her up.
âMasaki! Masaki! Pull yourself together! Open your eyes!â
âDonât worry. Sheâs not in life-threatening condition. She just lost consciousness.â
When I called out to her from behind, Kurosawa-san glared at me.
âWhat do you mean?ăWhy is Masaki here!â
Her reaction is almost predictable.
I switch to a bad guy tone, which I had practised beforehand. Of course, itâs an amateur act and I canât help but be theatrical. But this is the crucial moment. I have to push through.
âDid you think you were the only one locked up?ăSheâs the same as you, Misuzu Kurosawa. Just like you. Masaki Haneda has also been locked up in this room for a long time.â
âDonât tell meâŠ..you held Masaki too?â
âYeah, she <b>was</b> definitely a virgin.â
ââŠâŠ youâre the worst!â
âHahahaâŠ..For me, thatâs a compliment.â
With that, Kurosawa-san untied the ribbon that tied her hair, curled it up and slammed it on the floor.
I listen closely. I donât hear any electronic sounds. I thought that if I let it rebound so far, the level might drop, but it seems that it doesnât fall so easily.
I smile again at Kurosawa-san, who glares at me.
âBut I wonât lie to you. Iâll let Misuzu choose. Will you stay here or go back to your beloved Kasuya-kun?â
âItâs obvious! Iâm leaving!â
âThen Masaki will be my sex slave for the rest of her lifeâ
Immediately, Kurosawa-san widens her eyes.
âWhatâŠâŠ do you mean?â
âIâm a lonely person. I canât bear to lose two girls I love at the same time. If Misuzu leaves, Masaki will not leave. In exchange of never touching Misuzu again, Masaki will serve me as a sex slave for the rest of her life.â
âAs soon as I leave here, Iâll go to the policeâââ
âPlease feel free to do so, if you can.â
When I sneer at her, she looks frightened. She must have sensed the impossibility of my confident attitude.
ââŠ..you coward.â
âThatâs a compliment too, because Iâm a villain.â
The sound of gnashing back teeth can be heard. Kurosawa-sanâs clenched fist was trembling.
I donât think she would hit me because sheâs in a ăSubjugatedă state, but Kurosawa-sanâs eyes are back to that look she had when she trample me. To be honest, Iâm scared. But I canât look away.
âWell, letâs start getting ready to leave. I donât like the idea of throwing you out dressed like that. So, Iâve prepared your uniform and luggage when you came here. All you have to do is forget about Masaki and I being here, and go back to your life.â
Then Kurosawa-san looked down and asked in a voice that sounded as if it was being squeezed out of the back of her throat.
âIf I stayâŠâŠ here, youâll let Masaki goâŠâŠ right?â
I responded to her question as I walked towards the chair at the back of the room.
âItâs not enough to just stay. I need you to swear absolute obedience to me as a witness for Masaki-chan. You must swear to love me, to give up Kasuya-kun, and to be my sex slave. AndâŠâŠâ
Sitting back in my chair, I picked up one of the nutritional tablets from the side table and said.
âTake these fertility tablets, today!ăRight here!ăI want you to conceive my child!â
ââŠâŠâ
As the sound of Kurosawa-sanâs gasp fades away, a painful silence descends on the room.
A long, long silence.
Eventually, it was Kurosawa-sanâs sobs that broke it.
âUuu, Iâll stay, Iâll stayâŠâŠgusu,Iâll stayâŠâŠgusu, please, let Masaki go home.â
Teardrops fall on the steel floor.
Her shoulders shook slightly as she squeezed the hem of her baby doll.
I let out a sigh of relief in my chest.
Everything went according to plan. However, it still hurts to make a girl cry.
I no longer hold a grudge against Kurosawa-san or Masaki-chan. On the contrary, I have fallen in love with them.
It was a gamble whether she would choose to stay or not. But if she is the kind of woman who would abandon the girl she even called her best friend, the girl she even said she had to protect, then she has nothing left to lose..
I know thatâs not the case, and thatâs why I love her.
I never want to let them go, thatâs how I feel. Thatâs why I want to bring them down to a state of being enslaved, no matter what dirty tricks I have to use. I want them to never betray me.
So far, everything has gone according to plan. All that remains is to put the finishing touches to it.
While allowing Kurosawa-san to serve me, she saidăI give up Kasuya-kun completely. I will become a sex slave. I will impregnate him with my childă. Then, just as I did with Masaki-chan, I fake the nutritional supplements as fertility drugs and make her believe she has conceived a child. Making her give up on Kasuya-kun completely.
Itâs only a hypothesis, but I think that by making her give up on going back to him completely, I can bring her into a state of being enslaved.
But what would happen if Masaki-chan witnessed it?
Kurosawa-sanâs action, which she took with the intention of saving Masaki, ironically ended up destroying her.
Her marriage partner. The father of her baby. Her first lover. The man she thought she was going to marry, her best friend, takes him away from her and conceives a child right in front of her.
A friend that sheâs been losing to for so long. A friend who she has always held a complex. Masaki is again defeated here by Misuzu Kurosawa.
Her heart will be broken to shreds. Her heart will be shattered, deeply and profoundly wounded, and she will be mercilessly thrown out of here.
How far will she fall? I donât know that. And when she has fallen to the bottom, I will once again be the one to save her.
Well, I donât know if this will work either, because the conditions for falling into the state of Enslaved are not clear.
But I have no choice but to do it.
âCome here, Misuzu âŠâŠâ
ââŠ.. yes.â
I took Kurosawa-sanâs hand, which was shedding tears, and made her sit on my lap. Then I turned my eyes towards Masaki-chan.
Although Kurosawa-san canât see it, Lili is floating beside Masaki-chan, grinning. As I look over at her, she pulls the pin out of Masaki-chanâs soul.
ĂĂĂ
âUâŠâŠUuunâŠ..â
I should have been in bed, but when I woke up I was on the cold floor.
I groped around while slowly waking up, searching for the feel of him, who should have been lying next to me.
âNnnnâŠâŠ Fumio-kun?HeyâŠâŠFumio-kun, where are you?â
I canât find him.
I rubbed my eyes, raised myself up and looked around. Then I stiffened up.
At the back of the suspicious room, where a green lamp illuminates the floor. There, under pinpoint lighting, Fumio-kun is sitting in a luxurious chair.
But he was not the only one there.
There was the image of a girl sitting on his lap and exchanging a nasty, tongue-twisting kiss. It was an image of a shameless girl in a see-through babydoll dress, who saw no other use than for seducing a man.
âMisuzu âŠâŠ-chan?â
There is no way I could have mistaken her for someone else. She is a great friend who has grown up with me since we were very young.
Misuzu-chan jumps, her body twitching as if she heard my voice, and turns around, her lips parting.
âHaa, HaaâŠâŠ Masaki, donât worry. Iâll definitely get you homeâ
A look of pleasured debauchery. A disgusted face with tears and a wet mouth. I feel nothing but disgust.
âSexy underwearâŠ..no way did she seduce Fumio-kun with that!â
âMisuzuâŠ.now that Masaki is awake, itâs time for you to take the oath. Can you say it like I taught you?â
Fumio-kun rubbed Misuzuâs breasts and urged her to do so. She then put her eyes down and cleared her throat.
âHaa, AhâŠâŠIâŠ.Misuzu Kurosawa loves Fumio Kijima-sama with all my heart and will continue to serve him as a sex slave, Ah⊠for the rest of my life. Iâm going to give up on Kasuya JunichiâŠâŠ giveâŠâŠ up, hyan, no, donât do that! âŠI swear that I will love Fumio-sama for the rest of my life âŠâŠ. To prove it, Iâm going toâŠâŠ be impregnated by Fumio-sama right nowâ
If I look at her, I can see that she has that medicine pinched in her fingertips.
âWhat are you talking about? Misuzu! Fumio is my husband and the father of my baby! Stop, donât take Fumio-kun away from me!â
My best friend is trying to sleep with my boyfriend. Although we became lovers by chance, my boyfriend, with whom I have had many physical encounters, is rubbing another womanâs breasts.
âDonât show me your breasts like that!ăMisuzu, why are you being so mean to me!â
The depths of my chest are about to burst open. Itâs painful. It throbs and aches as if something is stuck in my heart. My heart is Pishipishi and cracking. I felt a thick black feeling leaking out of the cracks in my heart.
âAlright, good. Iâll impregnate you as you wish. First, Iâll ask you to serve me with your mouth.â
âDonât do it, donât do it, Fumio! Donât be fooled! Donât show me that! No! No! No! Please, please!ăYou canât hold a woman like that!â
âUuuâŠgusuâŠâ
Misuzu-chan kneels down between Fumio-kunâs legs, spilling ragged tears.
âI donât want to see it! Stop it, Misuzu-chan! You! Youâre taking away something precious from me again like that! Thatâs terrible! Youâre really terribleâŠ!â
My heart is screaming. The back of my chest was creaking.
âFumio-kun is the man who will be my husband, the father of my baby!ăWhy are you trying to take him away from me!ăFumio-kun said I was better!â
At that moment, deep in my chest, something precious shattered into pieces.
âAaah! Mouu! Die, you thieving cat!â
When I thought that, I was running straight at her.