To Hell
Yujin shuddered as Yamato fondled her nipples, his gaze dripping with viscous lust. With every twitch of those pebbled tips, her expression twisted through a kaleidoscope of unwilling shades. She didn't want this—god, she didn't—but she couldn't ignore the insistent press of his fingers.
"Hng..." What began as a soft tremor soon devolved into nothing but brutal handling. It was a far cry from his initial gentle strokes. Now his touch was crude, barbaric, infused with such savage force that it felt like he was milking a cow.
"Huuuung." A bitch's coquettish whine slipped out.
That enchanting lilt only made Yamato squeeze harder. He crushed her soft, glossy breasts until they squeaked under the pressure.
"Yujin, your nipples are rock-hard. Just as I thought—you're a total pervert for this."
Her nipples stood defiant, rigid as Yamato's raging cock. There was so much Yujin wanted to explain. No matter how fiercely she rejected a man's touch, relentless stimulation would force a reaction. What was she supposed to do about basic biology? Worse, to any onlooker, she looked like a slut begging for pleasure. Sweat gleamed on her skin, and even as she grimaced, those coy moans Yamato craved poured from her lips.
While Yujin grappled with her turmoil, Yamato's tongue lashed her breast. Wet slurps mingled with savage bites.
"Hup!" The grinding chew pulled a short, guttural moan from deep within.
Like a starving infant, he crammed her nipple deep into his mouth, rolling it mercilessly with his tongue. Crimson flushed Yujin's cheeks. A faint quiver ran through her as she clamped her lips shut. Yamato savored the sight at his leisure.
Saliva overflowed from the corners of his mouth, trickling down her belly in warm rivulets.
"Now that's a proper bitch face."
Yujin's features were already slack with unwanted bliss—eyes unfocused, breaths coming in shallow huffs.
"Stiff and unyielding nipples, just like your personality."
He flicked one sharply. Her body convulsed like she'd been electrocuted.
"Such a responsive little slut. Can't wait to break you in properly. So drop the act—show me your true colors. Your filthy dog in heat instincts."
Irritation laced his voice as he pinched hard. Lightning jolted through her; her head snapped back.
"Hahaha, typical dirty bitch—can't even hold your piss. Guess I'll have to potty-train you too."
A hot stream gushed down her thighs, splattering the white cloth beneath. Droplets darkened it to yellow.
"What... do you... want... exactly..."
Yujin panted the words through ragged breaths. This man would dismantle her piece by piece. She had to escape this hell, no matter the cost.
"Simple, Yujin. I want you to embrace your nature and submit."
"Actually, submission alone won't cut it. Too obedient, and it's no fun."
Drool beaded at Yamato's lips. Yujin craned her neck to meet his eyes.
"Money... I'll give you whatever you want. I have hidden savings. Please, just stop."
Her desperate thrashing fell on deaf ears. Yamato flicked her nipple again, lost in his frenzy.
"Sorry, money's not my thing. If it were, I wouldn't have bought you. No—it's you I want, Yujin."
He tilted her chin up, eyes gleaming.
"I'm Yamato, one of Japan's top ten tycoons. Nothing's beyond my grasp. Except you. So I'll make you my woman and salvage my pride."
"Accept my affections. Not just anyone gets this honor."
He yanked out her gag and loomed close.
"Well?"
She thrashed her head wildly.
"I'd die first. Kill me if you want."
Her shriek dripped venom, eyes promising she'd rip his throat out. No way she'd be his toy, not even in death.
"Ptooey!"
She hawked a thick glob right at his face.
"Tch."
He smeared the spit from his cheek and snatched the sodden cloth from the floor—drenched in her urine.
"Message received. Lucky for you, I've got a kink for tying up women and tormenting them. Especially stunners like you—it makes the urge irresistible."
He jammed the piss-soaked rag into her mouth with brutal force.
"But first, clean your mess."
"Ughk!"
She hadn't pissed properly since the auction; the concentrated ammonia stench exploded across her tongue as the cloth filled her cheeks.
"Bet it tastes divine. Your reward."
He packed it in tight, then lashed rope over it. Yujin fixed him with a glare of pure defiance, eyes burning with vows of retribution.
Dismissing it, Yamato raked his gaze over her body. Those bound, heaving tits; the sleek, oiled abdomen; the cinched waist flaring to plump hips. He licked his lips, devouring every curve.
His eyes settled on the dense, wanton thicket at her crotch.
"Bet this tastes like heaven. Dying to fuck it raw, but premium meat needs marinating."
He jabbed a finger toward her pubic mound.
"So goddamn lewd. Proof of your real self."
He stripped off his studded glove and scooped cream from a tray. The lid popped off to reveal thick, mysterious white goop—his custom aphrodisiac, distilled from toxic mushrooms. No bitch he'd used it on had resisted.
"Made to order from my specialist. Mushroom extract—gonna wire your nerves straight to ecstasy central in your brain."
He smeared it thin across her skin, slow and deliberate, every stroke a torment. Her already sensitized breasts prickled at the contact.
But her humiliation was just warming up. His hand drifted lower, probing her mound before shoving fingers into her sacred slit. Bristly hairs gave way to slick entrance, greeted by her gushing fluids.
"Found it."
He slathered the cream over her entire pussy. Her dormant clit stirred, peeking shyly.
"Even your clit's a beauty."
He swirled the vivid pink nub, coating it thoroughly.
"Haah!"
A slutty yelp escaped as it throbbed. Sweltering heat flooded her core. Yamato lavished extra on her nipples and cunt, drawing inevitable moans. Not from inexperience—she'd had her share of lovers. But this was systematic destruction, designed to crush her spirit. All she could do was writhe and wail pathetically at his whims.
He obsessed over her pussy especially—pinching, twisting her clit, fingering every fold. Then beyond, lazy strokes over her perineum and anal pucker.
"Hyyyugk!"
Grinning, he rammed a thick finger up her virgin asshole.
She screamed in horror.
"Hnggggkk!"
No one had ever breached that forbidden hole. She delivered exactly the raw, primal reaction he craved.