Virgin Flesh Toilet for Sexual Relief

"Very well. I shall serve you, Master."

"Yeah. Start serving."

Isabella slowly brought her face toward my ass, then buried it between my cheeks. Along with a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sticky sensation, her tongue began licking my asshole before plunging right inside.

Whoa.

Her tongue work was no joke. Seriously.

Oh. Is that so.

This was nice. No need to teach her separately. Anyway, Flesh Toilet No. 1 skillfully pressed the inside of my rectum this way and that with her tongue, found my prostate spot, and started stimulating it.

Wow.

This was seriously amazing. On top of that, with lewd hand movements, she even rubbed my balls and cock. Ah......... this was the absolute best. With the filthy sound of flesh and hands rubbing together, my shaft and balls were thoroughly caressed.

I glanced back at Isabella licking my ass.

Pleasure levels maxed out.

That fucking bitch was sucking my asshole.

Whoa.

Revenge really was the ultimate pleasure.

Laughter burst out on its own. How could it not?

"Hey, fuck, I'm about to cum. Catch it with your hands."

"Yes."

The stimulation had been so intense that the urge to ejaculate hit fast. I didn't bother holding back. With a puk!, semen spewed out and Isabella caught it all in her palms.

"Hey. Now put the cum in your mouth."

"Yes, Master."

Isabella dumped the semen from her palms into her mouth. With her mouth full, she looked at me with a cold, expressionless face. Fuck, that was hot. Seriously hot.

"Open your mouth and show me what's inside."

Wordlessly her mouth opened, revealing the semen filling it.

"Swallow."

A gulp as the semen went down. Then Isabella opened her mouth again to show her cleaned-out mouth. I plopped down onto the sofa.

"Came so many times I'm tired. Come over and serve me with those uselessly huge tits of yours."

"Yes, Master."

Isabella approached. She slowly stuck out her tongue and let her saliva drip down into her cleavage. Couldn't have been a more lewd skill. After thoroughly wetting her cleavage with her tongue, she took my cock and thrust it between her hot, abundant breasts.

The pressure of those I-cup tits, ahh........... insane.

"These tits are fucking stimulating. Crazy."

"Do they please you?"

"Yeah. Do more. Serve me even more vulgarly."

"Understood."

With her expressionless cold face, Isabella continued pressing my cock with her breasts. With squelching sounds, my sensitive cock quickly hardened with arousal and the urge to cum built.

"Wahaha!! Fucking amazing!! Hey! Catch it on your face this time!!"

"Yes, Master."

"Good..........I'm cumming!!!"

With a burbling sound, I ended up shooting a full load all over her lewd toilet face. Maybe because I was an eroge protagonist. Even after dumping a thick, sticky, foul-smelling load all over her face, my cock was still rock hard and alive.

Well. Maybe that was only natural. This body was optimized for sex with super stamina, but more than that, just the fact that I could crush Isabella underfoot and play with her like this meant my excitement had no intention of settling down.

"Don't wipe your face. Got it?"

"Yes, Master."

"Serve me with your pussy. Now."

"Yes. Excuse me."

She climbed onto the sofa after me. She spread her legs and brought my cock to her pussy.

"No foreplay or anything. So just fucking put all your weight on it and slam it in at once."

"Yes. As you command."

She executed my words exactly. She put her full weight into it at once and slammed her body down onto my cock. Instantly my long cock plunged deep into her pussy.

And then.

Crack! I felt something like a thin membrane break.

"Puhuhut.............Hey! You fucking!!...........Hahaha!! You were a virgin, you bitch!"

Blood was flowing from Isabella's pussy. Blood trickling out. And yet still that ice-cold expression. How could I not laugh?

I'd forgotten for a moment. That this bitch only started properly rolling around like a whore and dragging men into bed once she learned the taste of cock — usually from second year on.

"Hey. Switch personalities. To the original."

"Understood."

The moment the words finished, Isabella's face contorted with pain, horror, and disgust.

"Kyaaaaah!! Aaaargh!!!!"

She roughly spat out a scream of agony. As she gasped for breath trying somehow to endure the pain, I grabbed her breasts with both hands full and groped them however I pleased.

"Your virgin pussy is fucking killer. That tight squeeze — is it because you're a virgin? Completely fucking amazing, huh?"

Isabella couldn't even answer my words and just gasped for breath. After a long while of deep breathing, she lifted her head. Her face was wet. She was crying.

"My...........my virginity..........."

"Yeah. I took your virginity."

"Aaaargh............N-no..........A-a bastard like you, how dare you!!...........Aaaarghhhh!!!!"

A woman's desperate scream filled with rage and sorrow burst out. Not because she lost her virginity. Because she lost it like being raped by a bastard like me. But I had not the slightest intention of pitying her.

"Shut up. Close your mouth."

At my words, Isabella immediately shut her mouth. But the flowing tears and eyes full of resentment remained. I didn't like her gaze, but I didn't bother getting angry or hitting her. Teasing this bitch was real simple. Just shaking my hips was enough.

"Agh!! Ugh!!!"

When I slammed my cock into Isabella's pussy and shook however I wanted, painful screams burst from her mouth.

"I-it hurts!! It hurts!!!!!"

"Is that my problem? Whether you hurt or not. As long as I'm having fun."

"You son of a bitch!!! You fucking!!!!!"

"Didn't I tell you to shut your mouth?"

Her mouth closed. She trembled violently, desperately enduring my rough sex. With pride and pleasure and pain all mixed together, my cock was truly ascending to clown heaven. When the head of my cock pressed against her cervix, she bit her lip hard enough to draw blood.

"Ugh!!!!"

"Ahh, so good. Fuck. Hey. Say something vulgar."

"I-I'll definitely..........kill you."

"This is an order, you fucking bitch. Say something vulgar."

"I-I'll definitely kill you...........Does my pussy taste good?"

Forced into a position where she had to follow orders regardless of her will, Isabella spat out what she thought was the most vulgar line. Even so, maybe because she was a refined young lady, her lines were pretty thin.

"Not that. Ha. Fuck. Switch personalities."

The cold expression of No. 1 returned. I ordered her to say vulgar things.

"Say something vulgar. Flesh Toilet No. 1. Hey. Isabella. I know you're listening in there. Listen carefully and remember these lines."

"Thank you for using this lewd virgin pussy with Master's massive cock."

"Ohh. Good. Starting to get a bit hot. Do more."

Unlike the frozen Isabella from moments ago, No. 1 skillfully swayed her hips with a thoroughly expressionless face. She spoke in a stiff, businesslike voice.

"My virgin womb is Master's private semen toilet. Please freely process your sexual desires."

"Wow! Dummy Personality is the best, seriously! Way better than the original! Alright. Switch personalities again."

"Aaaargh!!!! No!! No!!!!!!"

Shame and rage. Maybe from fear, she screamed the moment she returned. Whether she did or not — watching her thrash around on top of my hips while sobbing was pretty funny and enjoyable.

"Whether you like it or not. I don't care. You saw the skilled trainer's demonstration just now, right? Copy it quick, you fucking bitch."

"Ugh!!.........."

Isabella finally couldn't hold back and shed tears. Almost wailing at this point. Well, for her — a noble young lady from a ruling aristocratic family of this world — receiving this kind of treatment would be an unbearable humiliation. But well.

So what.

This bitch did every terrible thing she could to me to relieve her own stress, so I can't do the same?

"Do it already. Quick. It's an order. An order. Does the order look like fucking shit to you?"

"Hah!.........Ugh........Thank you for using........ugh. my virgin pussy with Master's massive cock!"

Gasping, suffering, drowning in self-loathing as she began to feel pleasure, she stammered out the vulgar lines I ordered. The sensation of forcibly breaking her pride was pure happiness.

"Continue."

"My virgin womb is..........huuh......... Master's private semen toilet......haaah.........!"

"Good. What's next?"

She made a face like she'd rather die. An expression of wanting to bite her tongue and die right now if she could. But she couldn't die. Because of the powerful commands engraved into her personality.

"Please freely process..........your sexual desires. Uuugh.............sob!!"

So fucking hot.

I playfully flicked her clitoris.

"About to cum from your pussy? You fucking Flesh Toilet dedicated to processing my sexual desires?"

"Huuh...........Yes. I think I'm going to climax..........."

She must have wanted to curse me out, but because of the clause that she couldn't lie, she ended up spilling her true feelings. Her body had become extremely sensitive. Body modification is the best!!

"Looks that way. Your pussy juice is fucking flowing so much ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my thighs and stomach are soaked. You fucking bitch. What should we do about this."

"What the hell am I supposed to do about it!!!"

"Obviously dump a load of cum into your womb then have you lick it up with your mouth to clean it. Isn't that right?"

"You!!!.............You son of a bitch!! You fucking bastard!!!! I'll kill you!! I'll find a way somehow and definitely kill you!!!!!"

"Do whatever. I'm not afraid of dying anyway. You fucking bitches. I just want to ruin your lives, that's all."

With a surge, a full load of semen started pouring into her womb. Watching her lower abdomen gurgle was pretty entertaining.

"Kyaaaang!!!!"

In the end Isabella's body trembled violently as she climaxed. Truly a lewd bitch befitting an eroge heroine.

"Haa..........haa."

"What are you doing breathing exercises for. Get down quick and lick up the pussy juice you sprayed on my thighs and stomach to clean it."

"........Son of a bitch."

"It's an order. Hurry up. And before that, you'll need to clean my cock covered in blood and love juices from tearing your hymen with a cleaning blowjob, right?"

Isabella started laughing. Well, she must have found it absurd too. She must have been at a loss for how she ended up in this situation. But there was absolutely no way for her to refuse my commands.

"Your answer?"

"............Fine. You piece of shit."

"Uh-uh. Piece of shit? There's a more appropriate title, isn't there? Call me Master, you fucking bitch."

She let out a hollow laugh.

"...........Yes. Master."

She opened her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠mouth and pushed my cock into her throat. Maybe because she was a virgin. Definitely clumsy. I considered switching to No. 1's ego, then suddenly had a fun idea and grabbed her head, roughly pulling it toward me.

"Ghk♥"

With her mouth full of cock she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠couldn't protest verbally, she looked up at me with murderous eyes.

But well.

Not scary at all.

"You're a Flesh Toilet for sexual processing, right?"

"Ghk..........ugh............???"

Suddenly her eyes went wide.

"Mmphblub!! Ugh!!!"

With a whooshing sound, a stream of piss started spraying from my cock. She tried to escape in shock at this unimaginable act, but it was useless.

"Shut up and drink. You fucking bitch. It's an order."

"Mmmmph!!!!"

Gulping, the piss started going down her throat.