Chapter 107

Why am I in a place like this?

Homura asked herself over and over. And, of course, no answer came.

In any case, only the notion that she had to pay compensation swirled within Homura.

The terribly awful truth was that Homura didn't agree with this notion in the slightest.

She didn't do anything wrong; that bastard definitely screwed up, but regardless, she had to pay ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠compensation.

Homura was a girl living with the stigma of being a so-called Sukeban. Being suspected of things she didn't do was an everyday occurrence.

Because of that, she could put up with any unnecessary friction or losses that came her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠way.

But, but this.

This is a bit different!

"Hey, what the hell are you doing standing around like an idiot? You didn't come here to play, you dumbass. If you come to a motel, you should quickly take off your clothes and get ready to be fucked. Do you even realize you did something wrong, you moron?"

"You, you son of a bitch...."

She clenches her teeth, her brain vessels throbbing with anger.

I want to kill him. This is the first time in my life I've seriously thought about murder to this extent.

What if I just kill him and go to jail or whatever? She was seriously considering such thoughts.

But I can't. Homura doesn't have that option. There's no such thing in this world. Of course, there's also no option to run away without paying compensation.

Homura began to take off her own clothes with trembling hands.

'Shit, shit, shit! Who said I'd lose? Who said I'd give in to a bastard like you!'

At this moment, thorns of spite began to sprout from Homura.

She absolutely couldn't stand being looked down upon by such a pathetic son of a bitch.

Homura clenched her already grinding teeth even harder and began to undress quickly.

Don't act pathetic for no reason. Don't ask for sympathy. Rather, she had to be confident here, acting like she had nothing to be ashamed of even if she showed her naked body to a guy like him.

Would there be a woman who's ashamed of exposing her naked body to an ape? There wouldn't be! So, just think of this dickhead in front of me as a monkey! Then there's nothing to be ashamed of.

"Hmph!"

Homura threw her clothes roughly on the floor, confidently put her hands on her hips, and glared at the man.

"Hmph~ You've got no sex appeal. There's no point in being born a woman like that."

"Shut your mouth. I don't have any sex appeal to show to a bastard like you. Let's get this over with quickly. Judging by the looks of it, you probably have a tiny dick and premature ejaculation. One minute should be enough, right?"

Homura provoked the man with a voice filled with contempt.

It was a ritual similar to the pre-fight posturing of typical thugs, but unfortunately, it backfired.

It might have worked if the man had a complex about his masculinity, but the man was not like that at all.

Rather, that ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠attitude fueled the man's desire for conquest in the worst way.

"Kihihihit! Ah, yeah. There are some bitches who come out like this. Arrogant and not knowing their place. It's fun to play with these dumb vagina bitches, you know?"

What a loser, just bluffing....

The more the man spoke, the more Homura judged his attitude as pure bluff.

Usually, guys with such long tongues tend to lack substance, so Homura's judgment wouldn't be unreasonable.

But, in this case, Homura was wrong. It's a good example of how experience isn't always right.

"Ugh!? You, you bastard. Th-that's a penis? Seriously? Is that even human?"

The penis, freed from the man's discarded pants, looked almost like a separate living being.

The pulsating blood vessels, the hideous shape, and even the foul odor that hit her as soon as he took off his clothes.

It was of a size that made it unclear whether it could even fit into Homura's vagina in the first place.

"Kuhihihihit! I never get tired of this reaction. I don't know why all vagina bitches see the world through their own standards."

The man was spouting words without looking back at himself.

"Ehh, first, kneel down. Since you're paying compensation, you should show the most humble attitude possible, right?"

"You, what the hell are you...."

, by the time she tried to protest, Homura's body was already kneeling in front of the man.

Without even having a chance to be embarrassed by the phenomenon of her body not being her own, Homura had to accept the man's absurd demands.

"Apologize while doing dogeza. Apologize with all your heart for making me feel unpleasant and hurting me, you vagina bitch."

"What are you talking about, you bastard! I'm paying compensation! That should be it, why the hell should I do dogeza! Would I do dogeza for a shoulder check!"

That's what Homura said, but in reality, she had made several men and women do dogeza in front of her for even lesser reasons.

It wasn't really receiving retribution for that,

"Do it."

With the man's one word, Homura's body bowed her head under the man's feet with surprisingly clean movements and began to beg for forgiveness.

"I'm truly sorry! I'm so sorry for acting all high and mighty when all I have to offer is an unopened vagina! I've even caused pain to Teacher with this insignificant body, so I can't repay the debt even if I die a hundred times! You're saying you'll let me pay for my sins with my useless virgin vagina, and I can't express my gratitude enough! I'll do my best to serve Teacher with this useless vagina, so please enjoy it!"

Homura spewed out words that were the epitome of servility and male chauvinism. How appalled would someone who knew her as the Sukeban of the century be if they saw that scene?

Of course, this man didn't know anything about such a Sukeban. All he saw in front of him was a hole he could fuck, and nothing else mattered.

"Fuhihit, well~ if you say that much, I guess I can interpret it as you showing at least some signs of remorse? I'll! Spe!cially! forgive you by fucking your virgin vagina and asshole. You know, you've met a merciful person? You should know you're lucky."

Homura asked the man, who was spouting such nonsense, in a trembling voice.

"You, did you do something to my body?"

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? Why are you suddenly like this?"

"D-don't be ridiculous. I, I didn't intend ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to do this! I didn't intend to do dogeza to a bastard like you! I didn't intend to beg for forgiveness! But, but!"

Why is my body moving like this on its own!

Of course, from an external point of view, it just looked like she was making ridiculous excuses, since people usually control their own bodies.

From the outside, that is.

"Ooh~ are there cases like this? Is it because the degree of change is only 1? Fuhhihihit, well, it doesn't matter though."

"Answer the question, you son of a bi...."

Before Homura could say anything, the man's penis poked her nose. It was humiliating.

"Ah, shut up. Keep your mouth shut for a bit. Ah, no. You can keep your mouth open. But keep your voice down, my ears hurt."

"Why should I listen to you...."

She couldn't even say "have to" because her voice was actually getting quieter.

"Ehh, let's see, let's see. Continuous abusive language and insults! Ah, I have to get compensation for this. As compensation, I'll use your mouth-vagina as much as I want, and you're okay with that, of course, right?"

The man didn't even wait for an answer.

The penis that suddenly occupied her mouth tasted terribly bitter.

"Uweeaaack!!! Eeeaaack!"

Homura tried to spit out the penis.

Like hell I'd lick such a dirty thing!

No. This is an opportunity! I'll cut it off! I'll watch that smug face of his get smashed with my own eyes!

Such will welled up, but it was just will.

Even if she tried to put strength into her jaw, nothing happened, and when she moved her tongue to push away the disgusting meat stick, it only resulted in making that stick feel good.

"Hmm~ well, let's see. I can give it about 60 points? It's worth it as minimal compensation. You can be happy."

The man, who said that while chuckling, added this unnecessary information.

"Ah, by the way, this penis never gets washed except when it uses other women's vaginas and mouths, you know? How does it taste? It must have a lot of things built up. Heehit, I would hate to suck on something like this, but women are surprisingly tolerant, aren't they?"

You're the one who made me do it, you son of a bitch!

Such curses were blocked by the penis and didn't come out.

"Ughh!! Kkeueueut!!!"

Thanks to the information that this man threw out unnecessarily, the already painful situation began to feel even more cruelly disgusting.

Fundamentally, how did I end up in this situation? Was a shoulder check such a bad thing?

Tears were about to come out from the foul smell that seemed to pierce her nose and reach her brain. The fact that she didn't cry was simply due to her pride as a Sukeban.

And regardless of Homura's feelings, her tongue and lips constantly created lewd sounds like chureureup, jjeureureup, jjoook♥, making the man happy.

And when that act reached its peak,

"Otsya!"

The man grabbed Homura's head and shoved his penis all the way down her throat. And then, he poured an absurd amount of semen into her.

"Huii... that was refreshing~ Well, it's decent enough as a warm-up cum, I guess?"

The man, who was spouting such carefree nonsense, looked at Homura's face again and burst into a dirty laugh, kihihit!

"Uwattahahahaha! Ah, this is so funny. Your nostrils are huge, aren't they?"

"Hooo... Hooouuut...!"

The semen that flowed back into her nose mixed with air bubbles and created a large bubble, which soon burst.

The smell of semen spreading at the moment of bursting fueled Homura's suicidal urges.

"Haa, this is so funny. Fuhhihihit, good. You're really stupid... What are you doing, I'll make an exception and let you not pee in your vagina since you made me laugh."

The man said, promising a favor that wasn't really a favor.

"Now, give me your vagina."