I Became a Sex Slave
"What the hell is this bitch? Wasn't she the girl next to Lorella earlier?"
"Guhk...!"
A man wearing an apron grabbed my hair without warning and yanked it hard. His brutish grip shook my head back and forth. My breasts jiggled along with it, stoking my shame.
"Knew it would end like this. Pretty face, killer body—you'll fetch a high price."
"Ugh..."
The man sneered disgustingly and marked an A on my cheek with a paintbrush dipped in ink.
"Move it, hurry up!"
Smack—
"Kyaaak!"
He slapped my ass hard and shoved my back. I rubbed my stinging buttock, dragging my feet like a pig being led to slaughter.
"Hic..."
No one was on my side. I couldn't use magic either. For now, all I could do was endure.
"Eek...!"
At the end of the line stood a group of men. They tore the clothes off the kidnapped slaves and deftly locked them into frame binders with practiced hands. Women's sobs mixed with the grinding creak-creak of tightening screws tormented my ears.
"What's with this one? Why's she already buck naked?"
"Probably got caught mid-bath. Or maybe she's an exhibitionist perv?"
"Hic..."
The men's lecherous gazes, fueled by their wild guesses, zeroed in on my crotch. My terror-soaked pussy glistened, only making things worse.
"Whatever, let's get on with it. You know we get fucked if we damage the merchandise, right?"
"Yeah, I know, asshole..."
The men grabbed my nape, laid me on the floor, and assembled a curved iron frame around me. With expert twists, they tightened the screws to fit my body perfectly. Soon, I couldn't twitch a finger—the restraints held me ironclad.
"Heave-ho~"
They hoisted the frame binder and hooked it onto the rail. My body was fixed spread-eagle horizontally, legs splayed wide, arms raised high. In this humiliating pose that bared my tits and ass completely, I slid along the rail.
"Hic..."
Now... hell begins... ♥
"Ugh... Hgyaaaah!!"
First came brutal high-pressure water blasting my skin like needles. It wasn't washing a person—it was hosing down a slab of meat. Then scorching hot air blew in, hot enough to burn. My mouth dried out in seconds, my head spinning.
"Urgh... ugh..."
The rail didn't stop. Ahead, a woman plunged into a vat of aphrodisiac at intervals. She emerged after a while, shuddering and moaning.
"Ah..."
My turn next. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for it.
Splash.
Everything but my face dunked into the aphrodisiac. It bubbled hot, yet felt strangely cool. But that coolness twisted into itchiness in an instant.
"Oohk...♥︎ Ogook...♥︎"
I could only let out vulgar moans. My body twitched uncontrollably, begging for relief. It felt like tiny ants crawling everywhere below my neck. I wanted to scratch so bad I was going insane, but the restraints wouldn't budge.
"Hoook...♥︎"
Bubble bubble.
About three minutes in, I was pulled out. My body gleamed glossy, coated in aphrodisiac like candied hawfruit. As my skin dried, the itching intensified.
"Hok... huke...♥︎ So itcheee...♥︎"
Twitch twitch.
My body kept spasming. The agony was unbearable without scratching, looping endlessly.
"Aaaahk...! Itcheeee!!"
Every thrash shook the frame binder violently. I wiggled my fingers desperately to scratch somehow, but it was futile. Next up: a man with a rough towel like sandpaper.
"Hng... hic..."
I'd take any scratches, even wounds—just scrub me raw. But he glanced at my body and smirked, flicking my breasts.
"What? No pubes? Born to be a fuckhole, huh."
"Ohng...♥︎"
Even as he insulted my dignity, only lewd moans escaped my lips. The light taps on my breasts sent ripples of pleasure through me.
"Oook... uk...♥︎"
"Want me to scratch your pussy?"
"Guhk...♥︎"
No one who hasn't felt this aphrodisiac hell could understand. He was mocking my suffering outright.
"Say it cute: 'Please scratch my pussy~' Do that, and I'll scrub you silly."
"Kk... ugh...♥︎"
I wanted to beg. Scratch my pussy right now. But my fragile pride wouldn't let me submit.
"Fine, whatever~ You'll be a fawning, instinct-driven sex slave soon enough anyway."
"Gruuuk..."
I was the only one regretting the missed chance. The rail advanced, and a man with tweezers approached from behind. He inspected my body hair, then suddenly spread my ass cheeks wide.
"Wow~ First girl with such a pretty asshole. You'll sell for top dollar."
"Kkuuk...♥︎"
"Never seen a butthole without a single fuzz. Eh, whatever—go on."
Pat pat—
"Hoook...! Kkook...♥︎"
He tapped my pussy lightly with pinched fingers, sneering. The perfect pressure nearly tipped me over the edge.
"Sigh, what a perv."
My shamefully soaked pussy ruined my image. The frame binder moved to the next station. Exterior clean—now for the insides.
"Hoook...♥︎ Nooo...♥︎"
A slimy blob invaded my anus. I clenched weakly in resistance, but it was no use. My asshole breached, I felt my guts fill with slime, eyes bulging.
"Hooeuk... knghk...♥︎"
My lower belly swelled. Soft gut I'd never noticed poked out visibly.
"N-nooo...♥︎"
Shudder.
My bloated belly screamed at its limit, but the slime kept coming. Only at the bursting point did the enema stop.
"Hoook...♥︎"
This intense pressure... my first time... ♥︎ Any lapse in tension, and I'd shit myself disgustingly.
"Ah, nooo..."
Twitch.
My sphincter gaped on its own, slime surging—then a massive spade-shaped anal plug slammed in, sealing it.
"Eukoooook...!"
The backed-up liquid battered my guts. Unbearable pain ripped a scream from me.
The bellyache was brief. Next station: high-concentration aphrodisiac sprayed from all sides, muddling my brain.
"Heok... heeek...♥︎"
Thicker than the first dip. This coated head to toe like paint. Even my hair felt hypersensitive, nerves firing wildly.
"Kkeuhook...♥︎"
Just breathing sent lewd moans bursting out against my will. Losing human speech, I dripped pussy juice in vulgar drops to the next stage.
"Hic..."
Heat wafted from afar. A man waited with a glowing-hot branding iron.
"Ah... w-wait pleeease...♥︎"
Fear amplified as he neared; I thrashed instinctively. All it did was wiggle my fingers and toes cutely.
"Hic... heek...♥︎"
The man silently positioned the iron—a vulgar heart depicting womb, tubes, ovaries—closing in.
"Noooo...♥︎"
I shook my head in true revulsion, but my will meant nothing. The searing iron touched below my navel...
Sizzle—
"Kkhiiiik...!!!!"
Agony beyond imagination scorched through me. I clenched my teeth, tears bursting, unable to even scream. Joints creaked, muscles seized. Without restraints, I'd never have endured.
"Haaaak..!!"
Shudder.
My body convulsed wildly, piss leaking out. The hellish pain lasted ten eternal seconds.
"Ugruuuuk..!"
"What? Sprayed you with aphrodisiac so it wouldn't hurt, and you're still freaking out."
Branding after coating was their "mercy." It only amplified the torment—hypersensitive nerves meant pain hit harder too.
"There, good girl~ You took it well~"
"Hoeuk...♥︎"
Like giving candy to a kid after a shot... he stroked my sopping pussy back and forth, soothing the pain.
"Haaang...♥︎"
Pain-filled mind flooded with pleasure, bliss washing over. Addicted to this, I'd turn into a maso perv idiot... ♥︎