The Miserable Fucking of a Rights-Stripped Sow
The Miserable Fucking of a Rights-Stripped Sow
Chloe, unable to restrain herself in the end, climbed onto the desk and knelt.
At the same time, she spread her legs wide like a slut in a brothel.
It was clear that the lust built up from being teased all morning hadn't been fully satisfied.
Beolleong, kkumteul...!
The plump, well-split mound twitched as if it were a living creature.
The sticky love juice she spewed out with every breath told the story.
No matter how prim and arrogant a face she usually wore.
This was a nymphomaniac starving for cock from the very core.
Perhaps "living" wasn't an incorrect metaphor.
No matter how high her IQ or academic pedigree, a sow is a sow in the end.
A creature that can only think with that sloppy, slutty crotch of hers.
Wiiiing...
The CCTV on the living room ceiling moved on its own.
She was so aroused that any man could easily make her cum just by pressing his erect cock against her.
It captured the obscene sight of her, with a pointlessly calm face, seemingly showing off her own vulgarity.
"From now on...♡"
Chloe tried to stall for a moment, despite being a sow who would soon return to being a Fleshlight Latrine used by the entire nation without discrimination.
But she couldn't even pretend to hide the obscenity that had risen to her throat.
The eighth provision of the Sow Management Act.
Fleshlight Latrines are mandated to have CCTV and command speakers installed in every location. All of humanity is free to view and use that data and equipment.
The sows were well aware of that fact.
For Chloe, who was usually nothing more than masturbation material for an unspecified number of people, it meant that privacy didn't exist for even a single second.
"A sow whose very soul is obscene will now begin draining her fluids in preparation for the sincere, horny mating with the cock-nims who might arrive at any moment♡"
Therefore, even an intimate act that should originally take place in her own private space where no one else is around.
Was recorded as a laughingstock for anyone in the world to see.
It was a scene used to insult and mock her ego and dignity.
"Please, enjoy it..."
With a flush on her cheeks, Chloe's index and middle fingers carefully scratched down her labia minora.
Somehow, slowly, as gracefully as possible.
Of course.
If such a high-level feat were possible, Chloe wouldn't be a mere sow.
"Aheut♡"
Once, and then twice.
With a lascivious moan, Chloe shivered her shoulders.
The sow's smooth yet defined erector spinae muscles tightly confessed that they were born not for her own exercise, but for someone else's visual pleasure.
Even though she had been teasing and getting aroused until now, she had cum, albeit very faintly.
Do not forget.
That thing is nothing but a mere sow who would easily sell out her country if you just shoved a meat-rod into her cunt a few times.
Immediately after.
Quite hotly and intentionally.
Just as foolishly and impulsively.
In the blink of an eye, all five of her slender fingers were shoved into her vagina.
"Aheheheheung~~~♡"
An ecstatic cry rang out like a feather, and a fountain as long as the height of her pleasure crossed the air.
Just two light fucks.
That was the limit of the patience Chloe Stacey, who once sat on a throne that swayed the world, had to maintain her own dignity.
Adding force, she was able to insert her hand up to the wrist immediately.
Because her vaginal pressure was so strong, it was a forced effort that even put a bit of her body weight into it.
What began like that was a hand movement so intense that a normal human couldn't endure it for even a moment.
"Aack!!"
Considerable pain, and the pleasure of the beastly bottom that far exceeded it.
Chloe's eyes rolled back white.
Transparent saliva flowed from her mouth, which had opened and closed sloppily.
Her forearm, as strong as it was slender, ravaged the vaginal opening of the Fleshlight, mocked as the world's worst sewer, and shamelessly even aimed for her womb.
As her back arched like a bow, her breasts, more vulgar than any whore under the sky, swayed high without knowing shame.
While laying down the minimum dignity she had as a person, not by someone else's coercion, but by her own choice.
Whenever she vented her sexual desire alone, she always realized it again.
'No matter how many excuses I make... how pathetic and hopeless of a bottom-tier female I am...!'
Of course, even that self-loathing was nothing more than a spice to make her body heat up at this moment.
If you asked the current Chloe, she would affirm that fact without hesitation.
'I'm a sow less than a beast who can't do anything...! I just need to tighten my cunt or show vulgar antics to please the Human-nims!'
She had just finished showering, yet sweat beaded all over her body.
However, it couldn't compare to the cunt juice that soaked her crotch.
Smelly female.
She felt as if someone whose face she didn't even know had muttered that.
Drip, drip.
Sincere heat-fluids fell along with clear tears.
"P-please enjoy watching! A lowly human-livestock bitch who couldn't even enter the bottom of the society where the Human-nims are! Watching her stupidly cum while shoving her loose cunt from the crack of dawn! Hwaaaang~"
Regardless or not. Her tongue moved on its own.
As she repeated the miserable sight of throwing insults at herself that no one had asked for, her spine was dyed with a tingling sensation.
"Heueung... Eukik! Ogogogogok!! ...I, I'm sorry for committing the impudent act of cumming alone, when I'm just a tool that has to get permission even to breathe...♡♡"
A cry that shouldn't be made by any creature, let alone a woman or a human, spread throughout the area.
Without even needing to offer such pleas and apologies, the camera on the ceiling broadcasted the idiot-like state of one female to an unspecified number of people around the world.
Perhaps in a corner of an internet community on the other side of the globe, a post with a title like 'Former chaebol bitch's morning greeting downfall climax lol' would be uploaded and quickly buried.
Not even intelligence, not even a handful of personality could be felt.
The dazed ahegao, as if she had thrown everything she had into the trash can, was a bonus.
Even at this moment, forgetting even shame, her long-protruding tongue and erect breasts craved feed in the name of humiliation.
Even in the midst of that, the desperate fucking using her whole hand continued without a break.
"Hek, hek... Euheueung~~♡"
The second climax that arrived after who knows how long.
How many times did she flop her whole body with a level of calmness less than a fish on land...
The desk, which had suffered the humiliation of supporting a female more lowly and messy than itself, finally fell over.
As her cheek touched the puddle she had splattered with her cunt, a dirty and sour smell pricked her nose.
It was the smell of a livestock pen where a foolish sow who couldn't overcome her sexual desire no matter how she struggled had rolled around.
In the middle of it, Chloe, who had been miserably exhausted, lay uselessly like a torn condom.
"Euheut...♡"
While her long limbs hung limply, her clitoris, still firmly erect, craved desire in a small way.
How much time had passed since she squirmed like a bug trampled on the floor.
This time, the urge to grab the corner of the desk and shake her waist crept up.
No, not now.
Didn't she have an appointment with her close dongsaeng, Aileen?
At the point where she could call her a dongsaeng, that person was naturally a sow too.
'Though it's highly likely she won't be able to make it either...'
Her pupils shook, dyed with sticky lust.
Although base lust invaded her dazed consciousness.
Anyway, she gritted her teeth and endured it.
As the sexual desire that had been writhing without knowing satisfaction subsided a bit, she panted as if she had really become a bitch.
While her reason and the sharpness of her eyes, which had left home, were just returning.
The behavior she had committed until just a moment ago, which even a bottom-tier sex slave wouldn't do, remained vividly in her memory, enough to make her hate it.
"Haaaaaa..."
Chloe let out a deep sigh.
The shame that made her stomach burn rose like fire, belatedly.
It's like that every day, but it was to the point where she regretted being born.
"...At this rate, doesn't it seem like I've become a real toilet to the bone?"
If told to spread, I spread like a cheap whore, if told to tighten, I tighten with all my heart with every hole.
If told to cum, I cum in an unsightly way like a dog, and if told to suck, I run on all fours without hesitation even to an asshole.
If they curse and hit me, I'd even sell out the parents who gave birth to me for a drop of semen... such a being.
'No. Even other sows being raised in this city must have the same start every morning...'
There was nothing more to think about. It was dirty self-justification.
Jureureureuk...
As soon as she stood up, a stream of transparent love juice ran down between her thighs.
It was excitement caused by the sense of immorality that she had long since become such an ugly and dirty being.
The body of a bitch born to be raped recovered quickly.
Even if she was whipped until she fainted, wetting her cunt as much as it hurt while leaning against the wall with both hands, and even if she was used by thousands and tens of thousands of men day and night...
It was definitely guaranteed that after a few days, she could vigorously shake her hips again in a more vulgar state than anyone else.
Even though she was soaked in the filthy water shed by the female.
Chloe's still dazzlingly beautiful naked body crossed the entrance.
Other than the collar, the vulgar penis-shaped earrings, and the golden bell piercings dangling from both nipples saying 'heat, heat'...
The only thing she was equipped with was a pair of unnecessarily elegant high heels with "Dirty bitch" written in red letters, scribbled like graffiti.
Even now, her two holes between her legs were opening and closing without a break.
Because a sow who had made it a habit to wiggle her hips as vulgarly as possible with every step wouldn't be wearing proper clothes.
<Hey.>
At that moment, a man's voice was heard.
It was an unknown voice.
Normally, it would be a situation to suspect a robber.
However, a sow must not do that.
"Yes!"
Chloe turned around in an instant and answered respectfully.
Her breasts, without anything like a bra, swayed heavily.
It hurts.
As soon as she thought that, the erection of her nipples became even more intense.
<What are you doing right now? Are you a masochist who's craving corporal punishment?>
"No! I'm sorry!"
Even so, the person threatening her through the only speaker in the house seemed displeased.
She didn't even know the reason for his anger, but she apologized with all her might.
Her knees, which she knelt on due to the instinct that crawling at a man's feet was natural and the learned fear, didn't even have the value of a single coin.
If he had seemed even slightly more displeased, she would have thrown away her pride and bowed deeply.
A voice that was not just lacking in dignity, but sounded like a thug's.
She didn't know his face, name, or where he lived.
It was obvious that he was a man the Chloe of her human days wouldn't even glance at.
'...Because I lived in a different world from such a guy.'
Presumptuously, unable to discard it along with her human rights.
The cold inner thoughts she brought from that time represented her past glorious days.
Even while thinking that, her dirty instinct was secretly hoping that he might use this cunt-bitch...
<Are you a kid? You have to clean up what you dirtied yourself! You retard bitch!>
"Ah..."
However, now they lived in different worlds in a different sense.
A sow has no freedom to use her own house as she pleases.
Also, in any case, she just follows when a man commands.
There is only one way for Chloe, who dares not use a rag, to clean up the water on the floor.
"I will... lick it clean."
<Do that.>
The answer was miserably light.
Since she was commanded by a male, there could be no delay in execution.
She crawled all over the living room, wiggling her lewd butt, which was held higher than her head.
As you can see at a glance, it was a sight that tempted him to please grab and fuck her.
It was indeed humiliating and nauseating.
Her cunt, exposed to the whole world without any way to cover it, opened and closed as if begging for a man.
And the anus, twitching neatly above it, also forgot its original function and explicitly desired only unclean pleasure.
In fact, if the most important function for a sow's rear hole is, gratefully, to convey gratitude and pleasure to the meat-rod that destroys her sphincter.
Eventually, after following her desires, bringing a dildo, and crying out while shoving it into her anal,
She stuck a flag into her anus, which was wriggling, asking to taste a little more of the bottom.
It was an object with leather straps dangling like a mare's tail.
Suddenly, this thought occurred to her.
Starting from the entrance of her chewy rear hole, leading up to the height of her calves.
If someone mischievous were to pull this tail all at once...
'Without even needing to see it, I'd reproduce the unsightly orgasm from just a moment ago and spray water everywhere...'
Chewing on that realization, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
She ventured out with her legs shaking heavily.
The sound of her high heels, walking haughtily with a thick face, clicked hurriedly.
However, the letters engraved in large size on the instep kindly introduced that these were the shoes of a bitch in heat at any time...
It didn't matter what Chloe wanted to look like.
All of this was unavoidable.
From a human's perspective, the schedule of a pig who only has mating in her head is... something that doesn't matter anyway.
"Eonni! Why are you here now?!"
"Umm, well..."
In addition to the collar that proved she was also a being less than livestock.
The complaint of the female, who was wrapped only in part of her torso and legs with fishnet stockings that would be better off not worn for the sake of her own prestige, followed naturally.
"No. I can guess roughly without you saying it... so it's okay."
"Thank you."
In the end. She was... a little more late for her appointment with Aileen.