The Servant's Revenge
The brain floods itself with endorphins to blunt the shock. Even so, the agony of personality excretion proves every bit as brutal.
“Hngk♥ Ogoook♥”
Leatris finally loses her posture and collapses to the floor. On all fours, her face twists into a vulgar, lewd mask of pleasure and pain; her eyes roll back as her body shudders.
“Ugh…… aaah?”
Hans stares blankly, still unable to process what he is seeing. Yet he is a man, and the evidence is plain—his cock has risen hard. Of course he is aroused. Listen to those moans. Look at that expression. How is anyone supposed to hold back?
Don’t worry. If you want to fuck her today, I’ll let you. Getting mounted by her own servant—imagining the humiliation that will push Leatris over the edge is already more than I can stand.
For this bitch, no humiliation could be more fitting.
“Good. Then now……”
“Euh♥”
The instant her personality is excreted and she is forcibly switched to Flesh Toilet No. 2, I shove the dildo back in. She twitches and trembles yet stays silent, which means Flesh Toilet No. 2 is still active. I grin and issue the command.
“From now on, the moment the dildo goes in, switch the personality to Leatris’s as top priority. Got it?”
“Understood. Changing.”
The cold, mechanical voice answers, and then the screams erupt.
“Kyaaaaah!!!! Aaaaagh!! N-no!!! No!!!!!!”
“No? Too late for that.”
“S-stop!! I don’t want it!! I’m sorry!! I don’t want my personality excreted!!..........Ogoook♥”
Yeah. Not a chance. The dildo slides free and the heat-crazed fucking bitch shudders all over. Between the heat and the endorphins, her face is a sight to behold. Damn, this bitch really makes a slutty face when she’s turned on. Looks good on her.
“Hey. You fucking bitch. You whore. How does it feel, huh?”
I drive the dildo deep into her ass again and she goes completely limp on the floor. Ass thrust high in the air in the most vulgar, shameless pose imaginable, she dribbles piss and love juices while her body jerks in intermittent spasms.
“Heeuhk♥ Ughok♥ N-nooo…… s-save me…… euhht♥”
“I’m asking you a question!! You fucking cunt!! How does it feel!! Is my voice not good enough for you!!!”
I pull the dildo halfway out and she clamps her asshole tight around it on pure survival instinct.
“I-I don’t want it!!!!! Master, please!! Spare me!!!!”
“Then answer my question. How is it?”
“I-I feel like I’m going to die. My body just keeps cumming on its own…… heuut♥ The sensation of my personality being excreted is so agonizing I feel like I’ll die from that alone. Please!......... S-save me!!”
“A bitch begging for her life still comes to abuse my friend? You fucking cunt. Tell me. Why did you come to Hans’s room? You came to torment him, didn’t you?”
“Yes. To abuse him…… to torment him horribly……… huk!! Th-that’s not—!.........”
You can’t lie, you fucking cunt. I seize the dildo still buried in the trembling Leatris and grip it hard.
“You dog-bitch. Hurting people is fun, right? Let me have some fun too. Okay?”
“N-no!! Please spare me!! I was wrong! I won’t touch him ever again!!!!”
“Too late.”
“I-I don’t want it!! Please!! I—!!..........Hwaaaang♥”
The moment the dildo is yanked free, she wears the most vulgar expression imaginable and lets out an equally vulgar moan. The look of a soul being threshed is delicious. Her face immediately goes blank and cold as Flesh Toilet No. 2 takes over, but that doesn’t last long either.
In. Out.
In. Out.
After maybe ten repetitions, the fucking bitch’s eyes are bloodshot and her nose starts bleeding. That is when the message finally appears.
The Flesh Doll’s physical state and personality state are on the verge of collapse from excessive personality excretion!
Further personality excretion is strongly discouraged.
Done. Faster than expected. Maybe thanks to the womb tattoo. I give her one last thrust of the dildo into her cunt and stop pulling it out after that.
“Leatris.”
“Heeuhk♥ Ughok♥ I-I can’t stop cumming……… hgit♥”
The vulgar sounds cut off the instant she hears my quiet voice; pure terror snaps her upright to face me. Endorphins still flooding her brain leave her legs shaking, stockings and panties half-down, love juices streaming freely between them—a thoroughly lewd wreck of a girl.
“P-please spare me. Please. I-I’ll never defy Master again. P-please, no more……… heuuk……… don’t do it anymore. Please……”
Isabella was the same, and now Leatris too. Infinite personality excretion really does break them hard. Fine by me. Gives me an excellent new way to torment these fucking cunts.
“That so? Then apologize to Hans. Now.”
At my word she whirls toward Hans and drops to her knees at once. Hans, cock still rock-hard, had been staring blankly; now he startles.
“I-I’m sorry. Hans. For tormenting you and abusing you. I-I’ll apologize.”
“………Young miss.”
“Please forgive me. You’ll forgive me, right? I-I……… don’t want to suffer any more.”
Hah. Classic fucking bitch. That’s right—keep being a fucking bitch. Even now she’s slipping in a little threat. I seize the bitch’s hair and yank her head back. She shrieks as I slap her cheek a couple of times, then I look at Hans.
“Hey, Hans. You got some reason you had to keep working for her even while she abused you? Hmm?”
It won’t be a simple story. Leatris is rich. And Hans’s family is almost certainly tangled up in it. Anyone who endured that kind of torment has more than a simple situation on their hands.
“My family……… works under the young miss’s household.”
“Figured as much.”
Leatris knew that and was making a quiet threat: if you don’t say you’ll forgive me nicely, who knows what happens to your family. Hans had probably been about to forgive her for exactly that reason. You think I don’t know you, you fucking bitch? This sharp little snake of a whore.
“I can’t save your whole family. But I can make things easier for you, at least. Don’t you want a real job? There are plenty of shops near the Academy. Wouldn’t you like to get a proper position at one of them and start saving money?”
Men face heavy restrictions on employment in this world. Without a recommendation from a woman—especially the daughter of a wealthy house—finding work is hard. I intended to pull Hans completely free of this bitch.
“Th-that would be more than I could ask for.”
“What kind of work do you want?”
“A high-class dressmaker’s. I heard places like that pay well.”
“Good. I’ll send you there. One recommendation letter from Leatris should do it, right? Who in the world ignores the word of a rich girl attending Central Academy? Am I wrong?”
“Y-you’re really going to send me?”
“What else? Aren’t you scared of what this bitch might do to you the second I’m not around? Staying inside the Academy is a problem. So just leave. Got it? Save money there, and someday take your whole family and walk away from the Leatris household for good. Got it? You don’t have to take her abuse anymore.”
Hans’s eyes well up. Yeah. I get it. He’s been through a lot. Leatris, on the other hand, looks like she just chewed shit. She’d been planning to torment him in secret the moment I was gone. Now that plan is dead, so of course she’s pissed.
“Um……… Mr. Rascal Evermogen?”
“Yeah. What?”
“Before I go……… may I take a little revenge first?”
“What kind? You wanna fuck this bitch? She’s hot enough for it, right? I’d like to see the face she makes when the servant she always looked down on mounts her.”
“It’s fine. I have zero desire to fuck her. Sticking my cock in this dog-fucking bitch would probably make it rot. But there is one thing I absolutely want to do.”
Hans stares at Leatris with burning eyes.
“My piss and cum. I want to make the young miss drink them. She used to force that on me often. She’d call me to the bathroom, piss, then make me suck the leftover drops clean with my mouth. She loved watching my face when I looked ready to vomit and laughing about it. I can endure everything else……… but that was hard.”
Whoa……… so you got that treatment too? I used to get the same thing. A weird sense of kinship wells up. Yeah. You’ve got your own score to settle, so you can take at least this much with you.
“Fine. Do it. The revenge you want.”
“Thank you.”
Hans quietly lowers his pants. His swollen cock dangles free. Smaller than mine. Well, that’s the normal size. Mine is just oversized—protagonist of an adult game and all.
“Young miss. You’re beautiful. You were even my first love when I was little. That was before you started doing those things to me, of course.”
Hans monologues softly while he strokes himself. Leatris watches with an expression beyond description.
“I always wondered what I’d done so wrong. No matter how I tried to justify it, I just couldn’t accept it. So I just endured. There was my family’s situation too. I thought enduring was the right thing.”
“Hans……… wh-what are you doing right now? Hmm?”
Hans begins to jerk off in earnest—into a cup that had been sitting in his room. He stares at Leatris’s flushed, heat-drunk face and the heart marks floating in her eyes as he works himself, then lets out a sharp grunt and paints the cup thick with cum.
A generous load pulses out and pools inside. Panting, Hans shudders, then starts pissing into the same cup. Bright yellow urine swirls and mixes with the semen.
“But fuck. I can take everything else. The beatings, the torment—I got used to those, so whatever. But making me drink piss? That I really couldn’t stand. You piece of shit. So……… you should get the exact same treatment, right?”
Finished pissing, Hans drops heavily onto the bed. Leatris stares at the cup, trembling. I give her shoulder a couple of firm pats.
“When someone who suffered the same abuse as me makes a request that heartfelt, I can’t exactly refuse. Leatris. That’s an order.”
“N-no, don’t. Don’t do it!!!! I don’t want it!!!!!!”
Her screaming voice is pure orchestra. Hans wears a similar expression.
The thrill of revenge makes both of us smile at the same time.
As if she can already see her future, she clutches my pant leg and thrashes like a whale, but I am in no mood to change my mind.
Hans.
I half-expected some “Go become a servant’s cock-sleeve!” ending, but thinking about it, this is a far finer revenge. So I’ll help him with it.
“Everything in that cup. Drink every last drop. If you throw up, I’ll make you lick it off the floor, so don’t you dare vomit. Got it?”