Humiliated in the Black Market Slave Market
The sight of me, naked and suspended in midair, shrieking in the underworld's slave market was utterly pathetic, but I had no time to feel shame. "Guh... hngh..." My ass and breasts were swollen bright red, ready to burst, and my head spun like I'd turned into an idiot. No one in the world could endure endless torture while staying sane.
"Ugh..."
Mahel wriggled inside my stomach, mocking my pathetic state. The future terrified me, but escaping this situation was the top priority right now.
"Hng..."
Suspended like that for dozens of minutes, I panted in abandonment. Lorella sat cross-legged in a chair, reading a book. A magic tome covered in dense rune language on a red cover. No idea what it was.
"Eek..."
Mahel seemed to know about that red book. Sorcerers, called the irregulars of mages—mages cursed for committing all sorts of evils for personal gain. Now a city legend with whispers of sightings, their line possibly extinct. Lorella might be the last descendant. She didn't show it outwardly, so I'd never suspected. But knowing now was useless anyway...
"Hmmm~ This is boring."
Lorella finished the last page and set the book on the side table. She glanced at me while picking up another book.
"Pfft! Surprised?"
"Ugh..."
I flinched involuntarily at the much thicker book than before. I'd endure water torture until she finished reading.
"Want to stop? Must hurt a lot, right?"
"Y-yes..! I'll serve you well..! Please spare me..!"
"Then piss yourself. If you beg for your life covered head to toe in your own piss, I might forgive you?"
"Hngh..."
Monster or human, no difference. Lorella issued her vile, whim-driven command with a creepy grin.
"Won't do it?"
"I-I'll do it..!"
I had no choice anyway. I squeezed my lower belly hard, forcing out piss even though I didn't need to go, but it was far from enough. Hanging upside down required way more effort than usual.
"Grrrrgh..!"
I had to piss somehow. I didn't want more agonizing water torture. Sensing my desperation, Mahel wriggled in my gut.
"Oogh...♥︎"
Suddenly, my stomach twisted as a tentacle stem surged downward. Unpleasant pleasure flooded my body.
"Grraaah..!"
The tentacle, seeming about to burst from my anus, halted near my navel in the colon area. It wriggled like searching, then clung to my intestinal mucosa and gripped my uterus from the other side.
"Guh... grrrk...♥︎"
Squeeze...♥︎ My uterus was crushed like juicing fruit. It should hurt like hell, but the aphrodisiac-soaked organ instantly spread pre-orgasmic bliss.
"Grhk...♥︎"
This time, slightly below the uterus, the tentacle seized something invisible. Instinct told me it was my bladder. I couldn't not realize it.
Squish—
"Graaaah...♥︎"
The squeezing pressure hit, and piss erupted like a fountain. The forceful stream tried to stop from the pain, but it was impossible. Only after wringing out the last drop did the flow weaken.
"Hoooh... hngh...♥︎"
Pure agony in forced urination. Bright yellow piss streamed down my body, soiling my face. Drops from my limp hair tips rippled the water below.
"Guhk..."
Embarrassing. Humiliating. If there was a hole to crawl into, I'd hide forever.
"Pfft."
Lorella, watching blankly, burst into laughter. Luckily, my wretched state pleased her.
"Good. Now we can talk."
She smirked at my terrified form and gestured. The burly man instantly pulled me down, unbinding my limbs.
"Ugh..."
Limbs free, but the rope around my neck remained. Like training a pet, the burly man yanked the leash hard and led me to Lorella.
"Kneel."
"Eek..."
Forced to my knees, I looked up at her. She sat arrogantly, leg crossed, chin propped on her hand.
"So, what made you seek me out? What's got you curious?"
"Y-yes..?"
"Oh~ The info broker you're looking for? That's me."
Lorella introduced herself as the info broker, her tone and vibe shifting. Didn't seem like a lie, but hard to believe.
Mahel was right. A retired great mage would be at least 80, with the white hair of age. But the woman before me? Same age range as me, and female.
"Huh? Don't believe me? Think there's some shadowy figure behind me? Sorry, no. I'm the real info broker."
"H-how..."
"Hmm~ Aiming for immortality warped my body like this? Don't ask my real name or age."
Meaning she'd swapped into a new body to hide her identity, even changing gender to avoid suspicion, living in total secrecy.
"Enough. You didn't come for my life story, right? What were you curious about? The Forbidden Book?"
"Ugh... yes..."
"Hmph, really~? You truly know nothing, do you?"
"Y-yees..?"
Lorella sighed, stood, and gestured. The burly man handed her the leash from his grip.
"What's your name?"
"A-Airi..."
"Right, Airi."
She lightly shook the leash in her hand.
"Once you're in here, don't expect to leave intact. Not killing you, though. Equivalent exchange—you get your info, I get what I want."
"Yes... M-money, I'll pay anything..."
"Money? Don't need it. Follow me. I'll tell you what you want to know."
"Yes..."
I shakily stood and followed Lorella. If I lagged even a step, the leash yanked tight, choking me.
"First meeting was rough, but understand—we thought you were a royal court lackey."
"I-it's, f-fine..."
She glanced at my reddened breasts and ass, swallowing a wry smile.
"A knight came sniffing around for the Forbidden Book just days ago. Guys who never cared before suddenly hunting it pissed me off. So I killed him. Don't worry—you won't die."
"Hngk..."
The wicked woman who stole a precious life spoke casually with a smile. What the hell was that Forbidden Book to provoke this? Felt like I'd touched a deadly reverse scale.
The commotion I'd caused had broken the barrier. Makes sense—they'd want to retrieve and secure them before more damage.
I knew that. One wrong move, and the whole kingdom becomes the enemy.
"Here we are~"
Lorella passed through a narrow passage from the torture room into another underground space. A massive chamber walled by stone on all sides. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling, brightly illuminating it.
"Ah, this is..."
The underworld slave market where shady deals happened in secret. Moss on the walls and crumbling stone showed ages of history. How many... how many innocent women had been kidnapped and turned into slaves here over the years?
This world's women's rights were rock bottom. A few lowly commoners vanishing into slavery? No savior anywhere.
"Impressive, right? Wanted to show off my business skills first."
"Yes..."
Kidnapping humans, modifying them as needed, processing them into obedient sex slaves—she called that "business." Made me doubt if she was human like me.
"Since it's a rare occasion, want an explanation? Fresh slaves arriving right on time."
"Ah..."
No curtains, but sections were strictly divided. Ignoring my feelings, Lorella dragged me along by the leash.