On My Way to Be Raped
I was defeated.
Defeated three times over, to be exact.
The first defeat was when I collapsed after getting kicked in the balls. But then, any man would go down after taking a hit there.
The second defeat was losing my mind while being squeezed and massaged by the soft bodies of the three women surrounding me. Still, I doubted any man could keep his sanity under such temptation.
The third defeat came after three minutes of that crushing massage, when they pulled out my erect cock and mocked me, asking if this was really the best I could do. Yet, even then, I didn't declare surrender.
It wasn't because I was being stubborn.
I was saving it. I knew the moment I cried surrender, they wouldn't push things any further.
Besides, I didn't want them thinking that a mere level of stimulation like this was enough to break me. That was why I held back.
Instead of a simple surrender, I slowly murmured a line that would sound far more enticing to their ears.
"What you were doing... could you please finish it?..."
My face was slightly flushed, half-crazed by the pleasure the three of them had gifted me. I wore a smile that apologized for ignoring them earlier.
"I'm... begging you..."
Hearing my plea, the three women reacted with entirely different expressions.
The woman on the left bit her lower lip, holding back a leak of laughter. The one in the center was applying lip gloss to her lips, which had dried after our kiss. The woman on the right covered her mouth with one hand, openly mocking me.
But though their expressions differed, their eyes were exactly the same. Looking down at me, the three of them stared with wide, locked-on eyes—like predators right before tearing their prey apart. They were openly, ravenously targeting my body.
"You remember what we said earlier, right? Instead of us paying you a hundred thousand won to play with you for three minutes, if you got hard from our bodies, we'd use that money to get a room."
"...Yes."
"Then get up. Right now."
"Yes..."
But before I could even try to stand, my wrists were grabbed, and I was yanked to my feet.
The woman in the center leaned her face close to my ear and whispered quietly.
"Move your hands. Don't cover it."
At first, I didn't understand what she meant. But as the grip on my wrists tightened painfully, the meaning finally clicked.
Don't hide the cock we just got hard.
That was what she meant.
"From now on, don't say a single word. Just follow us quietly."
As we stepped out of the chestnut-scented back alley and onto the street, the glow of the setting sun caught my eye.
It was the perfect time to get a room, have some wild fun, and fall asleep in the early hours of the morning.
"Walk straight."
"Ugh..."
I was currently on my way to be raped. And I was going to be tag-teamed by three women at once.
No, maybe I was already being raped. The control over my own body... had been stripped away the moment we stepped onto the street.
"Please... a bit gentler..."
"I told you to shut up."
Let me repeat: I was currently on my way to be raped.
And I was... broadcasting the fact that I am about to be raped to everyone on the street.
With the three women walking alongside me shoving their hands under my clothes and groping me all over, there wasn't a single soul who wouldn't realize exactly where we were heading.
"Mmph..."
"Don't make a sound."
A total of three hands were kneading my body like perverts.
The woman walking on my left was booking a room on her smartphone while squeezing my butt cheeks tightly. The woman walking in front of me was holding my scrotum, pulling me forward like she was leading a horse by its reins.
But because the woman holding my balls walked so fast, my sack was yanked hard with every single step. Whenever I lagged, the woman on my left would smack my ass with all her might, urging me to keep up.
Finally, the woman walking on my right was holding my wrist. To an outsider, it might have looked like we were just holding hands, but the reality was entirely different.
With my wrist held tight, I was being forced to shove my fingers up her skirt. All the while, she kept whispering in my ear, continuing the threats she'd started in the alley.
"I'm going first, so if you don't want your cock tearing from how dry I am, you'd better lube me up beforehand."
Even though I knew it wouldn't actually tear, hearing such a threat whispered in my ear sent a shiver down my spine.
"Fingering me like you did earlier... put another finger in."
If I didn't finger her properly, she would squeeze my wrist. That would slow my pace, and slowing my pace meant the woman in front would yank my balls.
And just as my scrotum stretched taut, the woman on my left would slap my ass, ordering me to walk straight.
"Haa... haa..."
We finally, barely arrived.
On the way here, my legs had given out multiple times. I had honestly thought I was going to collapse from exhaustion.
"Ugh..."
The woman who booked the room stayed at the front desk, while the other two dragged me straight to the room.
Since my legs refused to move, I used my arms to crawl across the floor, propping myself up against the bed.
"Drink."
"Thank y—*cough, cough!*"
"Don't spit it out. It's expensive."
"What... is this?..."
"You've never had one? It's a stamina potion."
"...A stamina potion?..."
"Don't play dumb. You're about to go at it with three of us, so of course you need to drink it. Did you think we'd stop after squeezing out just one load each?"
"Well, no, but... is this safe?"
"Safer than getting milked dry without it, that's for sure."
"..."
"If you get it, drink one more. It makes your cum taste better, too."
I downed three bottles of the stamina potion in a row—a drink that probably only existed in this world.
Instantly, my body flared hot, as if I'd been injected with contrast dye. My breathing grew ragged.
"You... you said this was safe..."
"Look at you, whining after coming all this way... Did you think we were doing something legal and wholesome here?"
The woman who had forced the stamina potion down my throat grabbed me by the collar with one hand and hoisted me up.
Maybe it was because the strength had drained from my limbs, but for some reason, my body felt slightly heavier.
"You said you saw us talking to that old guy earlier. So you should know."
The woman holding me up gently stroked my balls with her other hand.
And... from the touch of her hand caressing them, I felt a strange sense of wrongness.
"See? They look about three times bigger than when they swelled up from my kick."
"U-Uh!..."
"Don't wuss out. Once we squeeze them until they're completely empty, they'll go back to normal."
"W-What if you can't squeeze it all out?..."
"That won't happen."
Thud.
I wanted to ask about the worst-case scenario, but I couldn't because I was thrown onto the bed.
The moment I opened my eyes on the mattress, wet underwear and a skirt flew right at my face.
"Mmph..."
As I peeled the damp underwear and skirt off my face, I saw a woman lunging toward me.
She straddled me in an instant and, without a moment's hesitation, shoved me inside her.
"Good thing you fingered me beforehand, right?"
This was a far cry from the sex I knew.
Condoms, foreplay, lube, lighting, showers, blankets, towels, pillows, undressing, and conversation.
Skipping all of that, it was sex that ran straight from insertion to climax without a pause, leaving me completely dragged along by her pace.
"Haa... look at that face."
Slap!
A slap flew across my face as I stared blankly at my cock swallowed up inside her pussy.
Under the rapid succession of shocks, my heart began to beat like crazy. My arms and legs stiffened, and my body locked up.
"Mgh... ah..."
The groans escaping me weren't from pleasure.
My breathing had turned erratic because I was terrified after being slapped.
"Wow, this is insane. Your master gets to see this face every single night?... I'm so fucking jealous..."
Fearing another slap, I instinctively shielded my face.
But contrary to my fears, instead of slapping me again, she began to grind her hips... starting the sex in earnest.
"Don't... resist!..."
As I flailed my limbs in terror, the woman on top tried to pin my wrists.
When she couldn't catch my arms, she simply drove her fist hard into my stomach.
"Pfft, haha..."
Seeing me curl inward after the gut punch, she let out a sadistic chuckle.
Then, she grabbed the arms I was trying to hide my pathetic face with, pinning them to the bed and leaving my face completely exposed and defenseless.
"Ah, ahh, ah..."
Short, raw moans spilled continuously from the woman on top.
The very woman who had claimed earlier that a first time should be treated with care was now grinding her hips with a wild intensity that made it impossible to believe this was her first time.
"Now, it's my turn next... so I should warm myself up too."
At that moment, my vision went pitch black. I couldn't see a thing.
The woman who had been leading me by my balls earlier had sat right down on my face.
"It might be small, but... ah... it's pretty usable once you pump it with drugs..."
I felt like I hadn't even processed the sensation in my cock yet, but the moment of ejaculation was already drawing near.
"Really? That's a relief. It doesn't hurt?"
The woman sitting on my face began to masturbate, using my nose as a toy. I could feel my face getting soaked and wet.
"No, not at all. Since you fingered me beforehand... mmph... I think I'm fine."
My hips arched upward, and tension began to coil in my lower abdomen. I was about to cum.
"Ah... then I should finger myself beforehand too."
The woman sitting on my face placed both hands on my chest, grinding her hips in earnest as she masturbated with loud moans.
"Ngh..." "Haa..."
Different moans echoed from above and below me.
"Phew..." "Mmph..."
My cock was being milked inside a pussy, and my face was pinned under an ass, reduced to a mere sex toy. Yet, I couldn't feel any distinct sensation.
"Ah, ahhhhh..."
"*Inhale*, haaaa..."
How much time had passed? The storm of impacts gradually subsided, and the movements of the women on top of me slowed down.
The two of them climaxed almost simultaneously, pouring an unbelievable amount of fluids all over my small body.
"Switch, let's switch..."
"Yeah... perfect timing..."
Did I even ejaculate? I felt like I hadn't felt a thing. Did we actually have sex?
I didn't know. I didn't know. I didn't know... I didn't know if this was right.
"...Hey, he's running!"
"Grab him!"
I didn't know. The only thought in my head was that I couldn't stay here.
So I ran toward the door. I didn't care whether I was naked or not; I just sprinted for the exit.
"Check-in done! You guys aren't having fun without me already, are you?"
But before my hand could even touch the doorknob, the door swung open.
"Ah... so that's how it is... I get it."
My eyes locked with the third woman who had just walked in.
And then...
Thwack!
I was kicked in the balls with a force incomparable to the one from earlier.
And... my mind, which had been in a state of panic ever since I was slapped, began to snap back to reality through the sheer agony.
"Agh, aaah... AAAARGH!..."
My testicles, swollen to three times their normal size, had been kicked with full force.
Without even a moment to let the pain subside, I was dragged back to the bed.
Perhaps angry that I had tried to escape, they didn't cradle my kicked balls; instead, they squeezed them ruthlessly with their hands.
"P-Please, spare me..."
With every spike of pain, the fog in my head seemed to clear.
And... rational thoughts, which had been completely impossible just moments ago, began to surface in my mind.
Sex without condoms, foreplay, lube, lighting, showers, blankets, towels, pillows, undressing, or conversation.
Instead, it was sex filled with creampies, forced stripping, stamina potions, harsh lighting, bodies smelling of raw sweat, rumpled blankets, unsupportive pillows, scattered wet underwear, and violence.
I knew exactly what this was.
It was the very thing I had yearned to experience so desperately in my past life... rape.
"Ngh..."
After having my balls tormented, I was thrown back onto the bed.
I watched slowly as the three stark-naked women climbed onto my body, engraving the sight into my memory.
The people who were about to milk me dry. The people who would ruin my body. The people who, starting now... would make my dream come true.
Hurry up and ravish me.
That was the conclusion my barely recovered sanity reached.
Until the moment I lose myself to fear again...
My mind... wanted me to lose my mind once more.
Violate me.
So, of my own free will, I surrendered my body to the arousal. I got hard, guided purely by instinct.
And with a hazy, ecstatic feeling, I let out a silly, loose smile.
Wearing a face that had gone slightly mad.
"Ehehe..."
Because it felt so good, a happy chuckle leaked from my lips.