Too Many Hands and Feet
Women with my cock swallowed in their pussies demand I get even harder and shake my hips more. The ones receiving blowjobs order me to lick faster and give them vacuum blowjobs myself. The women getting fingered by my hands tell me to move my fingers quicker. The ones being serviced by my feet are at least a little quieter…
The world spins around me with too many things to do at once. It feels like I'm going insane. But if I try to give up, they pinch my hands or feet or land a real belly punch.
—Thud!
“…Kek!”
“You bastard♡ Did you think I was just saying I'd punch your stomach?”
“Huuu…, hic…. I'll do my best… Please don't hit me…. Aht♥ Cock in my, pussy♥”
“This bastard♡ Even while getting hit, you still shove it in your pussy. You can't keep your head straight. Hurry up and give me a vacuum blowjob too, you fucking bastard.”
“Y-Yes…, I'll do it… I'll do it…♥ Huu♥ I'll do it…♥”
The pleasure from Vaginal Flesh Mana Control makes me want to lose my mind, and even though it feels like my brain cells are melting from the overwhelming sensation, the belly punches snap me back to reality. So I have to keep servicing them with my mouth, both hands, and both feet… It's too much. How the hell am I supposed to shake my hips while moving my tongue and lips and controlling both hands and feet separately at the same time? It's impossible…
If I stop, they just punch me again. This endless torment stretches on for what feels like an eternity. I keep servicing them under their coercion and violence. My mouth almost goes dry, but the fruity love juices keep my throat wet, so at least that doesn't happen. When I beg for a short break because I'm exhausted, all I get is another belly punch. In the end, I just keep getting hit and crying while continuing to serve.
‘…Fucking bitches. This is why people commit suicide…’
I thought men in this gender-reversed world killed themselves because they couldn't handle the shame, but it's actually because these Discipline Department bitches work you to the bone. They don't care whether I'm struggling or not. To them, a meat toilet sex slave is supposed to suffer, so complaining just earns me another punch. I have no choice but to pretend I'm trying my hardest and keep the Discipline Department ladies in a good mood.
“Uhek♥ Chuurp♥ Chyorp♥ Chyururup♥ Lick♥ Haah♥ Vaginal Flesh Mana Control♥ Haak♥ It's too much…♥”
“You fucking slut bastard♡ You can do it when you try♡ But since I have to hit you to make you work♡ I'll just have to keep hitting you♡”
“…Hiiik, I won't need hitting if you let me do it properly…, please don't hit me… Euh♥ Uhat♥ P-Pussy♥ Feels good♥”
“Hey♡ By the way, slut♡ What happened when you went to the student council? What did they say?”
I was wondering if I should explain what happened at the student council when, fortunately, someone appeared to speak for me. It was An Seoyeon, the long blue-haired Discipline Department teacher.
“I'll tell them instead.”
“Ah! Senior. …Oh, do you need more? We'll clear out right away.”
“No, no. Keep going. I came to tell you all something interesting. I've had my fill.”
“…Then we'll continue. Hehe. Thank you. Thank you for always bringing us such a delicious slut.”
“Huhu, this is just the Discipline Department's long-standing tradition of caring for juniors. Anyway, let me tell you an interesting story.”
An Seoyeon told them exactly what she and An Minseo had planned beforehand—only about the student council president's idiotic behavior. She explained that the virgin student council president had mistaken me for an ordinary student, even thought I was a chaste boy, and formally proposed we date with marriage in mind. She even announced to the entire student council that we were dating. The funniest part was that this slut (me) never actually agreed, yet she declared it anyway. She left out An Minseo's scheme entirely and emphasized only how foolish the student council president had been.
An Seoyeon added her own flavorful exaggerations and told the story to the Discipline Department girls who were currently fucking me in the punishment room. They all burst into laughter.
“Puhahaha! She called the slut a refined gentleman! Khahaha! Ah, my stomach… The student council president… Khuh, pfft, puhehe.”
“She confessed to the Discipline Department's meat toilet with marriage in mind? Kuph…, khahaha! Uwahaha!”
“Ahahaha! Kuph, kheup, khukkhuk…. And the slut didn't even agree, but she got all excited by herself? Puhahaha!”
The Discipline Department already disliked the student council, especially this particular president. When they heard that the president had revealed her virgin, otaku-girl side, an explosion of laughter erupted.
“…Khahaha! Ah, that's hilarious…. Fuck…, I haven't laughed this hard in ages….”
“Puhehe, khukkhuk, …We can't let this opportunity pass. Let's make this bigger.”
“Khehe…, how? How do we make it bigger?”
“…We should make this slut pretend to be an ordinary student for a while. Let the student council president stay fooled for as long as possible…. Let's make her keep dating the president. Of course, without ever giving her anything, while behind the scenes she's still our meat toilet sex slave.”
“Whoa, fuck. You're a demon….”
“Why? Don't like it?”
“No, it's just so fucking good. Kheheut, khahaha! Fuck. I love it. Cancel the plan to lock the slut up in the punishment room for now. Make him act like a normal student until the student council president finds out, or until we get tired of this act.”
The Discipline Department girls decided this would be an entertaining spectacle and ordered me to keep pretending to be a refined gentleman without ever giving the student council president anything. They wanted me to avoid sleeping with her until graduation if possible, while secretly getting fucked by the Discipline Department behind her back.
“…Well, the student council president isn't completely stupid, so she won't stay fooled until graduation…, khehe, but I still want to see her face when she finds out. How hilarious will that be, that fucking bitch.”
“Ta-da! The lover you believed was chaste turned out to be the Discipline Department's public slut meat toilet sex slave. Khaha.”
From their conversation, I learned I was originally supposed to be locked in the Discipline Department's punishment room for at least several days. Because of my previous escape during punishment, it was officially allowed for Discipline Department members to “teach” me in the punishment room instead of regular classes. Of course, they weren't going to teach me anything in a room like this… I would've just been endlessly fucked and milked dry.
In that sense, this new plan was quite risky, but if I was careful not to get caught…
‘…If the student council president finds out the truth, won't she try to kill me…?’
It was terrifying to imagine her finding out, but… ah, I don't know…. Fuck…. This was already beyond my ability to control. I just hoped the student council president and the Discipline Department would fight and destroy each other before she discovered the truth.
“Ah, shit. But I wanted to fuck this bastard hard starting tomorrow morning too. Now we have to send him to school.”
“What class was this bastard in again? First-year Class 13? If we get horny, we can just call him to the bathroom during passing periods and fuck him there.”
The Discipline Department told me that while I was pretending to be a normal student, they would occasionally come find me in class, so I should keep my phone on me. When they called, I had to come out immediately with an excuse like a stomachache or needing the bathroom, even if I was in the middle of class. They also said they'd let me eat breakfast and dinner in the cafeteria, but for lunch I had to come to the Discipline Department and drink love juices instead of eating…
“Should we coordinate with the school nurse bitches and fuck this slut in the infirmary too? Fucking in the infirmary is basically tradition.”
“The infirmary and gym storage are the only quiet places ordinary students can fuck a slut, so that's why people go there. We have the Discipline Department punishment room and detention room, so why bother?”
“Aww, but there's still the fantasy. The fantasy. …But you have a point. The gym storage isn't bad either. Especially since we don't need to coordinate with other bitches for the gym storage…, next time I'll call him to the gym storage to fuck him….”
“…Call me too. Let's eat together.”
“You bastard. Acting all innocent but you have fantasies too.”
“Let's discuss the infirmary later depending on the situation. I don't want to involve other bitches right now.”
“Ah, that's true.”
Now that I was scheduled to attend school normally starting tomorrow, the Discipline Department fucked me like a dog all day today. Even when I cried and begged for a short break because I was too exhausted, they kept punching my stomach while demanding blowjobs and hip movements.
“Huuu♥ Hic. Please let me rest…♥ Just five minutes… Huu. Haah♥ When you squeeze my pussy like that♥ Heuuung♥♥”
“You fucking bastard♡ You're going to attend school normally starting tomorrow♡ So you have to make up for several days' worth today♡ Fuck. Why aren't you shaking your hips faster? Do you want to die? Do you want to get hit again? Oh? Your tongue stopped moving during the blowjob? You really want to get hit?”
“Heuuu…♥ I'll do it… I'll do it…♥ Chuurp chyorp♥ Lick lick♥ Ehuuung♥ Hic, huu…. I'll work hard….”
For a brief moment, I had a tiny thought. I wanted to die. Because it was too hard. Because I hated being treated like this. Because I didn't want to do this anymore… Would the Discipline Department ever let me go? Would they ever release me, a player character who doesn't age? Would I remain their meat toilet sex slave forever, since I wouldn't grow old?
‘…I hope I can escape being treated like a sex slave after graduation….’
Of course, even after graduating I'd still have to participate in the Discipline Department's summer and winter training camps, but… that was only two months out of the year…
‘After graduation, two months a year isn't so bad…’