Chapter 54
Chapter 54
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 54
Chapter Title: Conclusion - Reina (3)
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"Wh... what?"
"Take it off if you don't want to die. Or do that thing you did just now again?"
Tremble tremble tremble
"N-no! No!!"
Reina completely crumbled before the terror, crawling backward on her elbows and knees. Filthy trails of cold sweat and urine mixed on the floor beneath her.
"I don't even want to smell your piss, so strip right now. Cover the puddle with your clothes so the stench doesn't spread."
"Kh... ugh..."
Biting her lip so hard her jaw bulged with humiliation, Reina still obediently began peeling off her clothes.
Swish...
Damn... those tits on this bitch are seriously massive. If I sent her to a brothel, she'd probably get gangbanged the most.
"What are you doing?"
"I... I took it all off... already!"
What the hell is this bitch saying?
"Are your eyes broken? 'All' off? What do you mean all off? Take off your underwear too."
"That's!"
This dumb bitch just doesn't get it.
Seeing someone this stupid makes me realize how amazing Harumi is. Even after plummeting from heaven to hell overnight, that girl faced reality head-on in her rundown, shabby apartment and worked her ass off.
Compared to her, this vermin bitch pulled every dirty trick in the book, shoving others into horrific fates, and even after getting a proper schooling, she still thinks she's some Kurogami family heiress.
I approached her.
"H-heek...!"
"Stop."
Reina, who had been retreating in sync with my footsteps, froze instinctively at my command.
"Hey. You're not a person anymore—you're livestock. Didn't you see this contract your dad handed over to me? As the daughter of a yakuza family, you've seen tons of these. And you know damn well what happens to women who sign them. Why act like an amateur?"
Shudder shudder
Reina couldn't muster a single reply.
"Strip."
I stepped right up to her face, baring my fangs as I spat the order. Finally, she stripped off her bra and panties too.
Swish...
Swish
"Sh... shit..."
Still clinging to her pride till the end.
Bitches like this only straighten up after a beating.
But I can't leave any marks for the video I'm about to shoot... so a little sexual torture came to mind.
"At ease."
"Wh-what?"
"Put your hands behind your back, you idiot."
"You dog..."
She still does as she's told, at least.
Her fully exposed tits and pussy. They looked huge even clothed, but naked? The sheer heft was insane.
She hunched her shoulders at first, trying to hide as much tit as possible, but then—realizing how pathetic she looked in front of me—puffed her chest out proudly instead.
That made the taut flesh jiggle. Her nipples were already stiff from the chill air and fear, the pale areolas teasing the eyes.
Grab it with five fingers, and it'd squish out between them like jelly—a raw slab of meat. Plus, sweat beaded in her cleavage from her earlier heavy breathing, amplifying the lewd sheen.
She must groom regularly; her mound had a neat patch of pubic hair.
"Got a boyfriend or something? Thought it'd be a jungle, but you tidy up?"
Quiver!
"Sh-shut up! My boyfriend's got nothing to do with you!"
"So even a slut like you's still a virgin?"
Threaten women. Mock them. Humiliate them. Crush their self-esteem. Drag out their purity and defile it. Train them. Corrupt them...
I'm used to it all.
There's that saying, right?
A boy raised by an abusive father grows up to be an abuser himself.
NTR's the same, isn't it?
Of course, I'm not doing this just for NTR's sake, but few remember the shady tricks from NTR stories as vividly as I do. So if I put my mind to it and wield that forbidden knowledge, I can crush a woman more thoroughly than anyone.
Should've picked your targets better.
"Back flat against the wall."
It wasn't a particularly shameful demand, so Reina complied.
She shot me a look of disgust, but the moment I told her to strip, she must've sensed her fate—no fierce resistance left.
The memory of me beating and choking her was seared into her brain like a branding iron. Obeying commands was now tied straight to survival. Hell, she's already pretty obedient.
But no more complacency from me.
I'll collar her completely, make sure she never defies her master again. Not even bark, let alone bare her teeth. Slowly, over time, I'll erase her mind.
I stepped closer and casually grabbed her tits.
The rough palm sinking into that flesh—the soft, heavy give overflowing between my fingers. Squeezing made the pliant fat shift sideways, elastic meat pushing back. The nipple tip rasped against my palm, and Reina's shoulders twitched at the faint friction.
I gripped under the breast and lifted; the weight tugged at my wrist.
Pinch♡
"Eut...!"
Twisting the nipple between my fingertips—she clenched her teeth to hold back, but her waist dipped subtly. Shame, humiliation, and her body's involuntary response all showed.
"Enjoying yourself without permission?"
Squeeze-!
"Kyak..!? It hurts!!"
This time, I crushed the whole tit in my fist, and she jolted.
"You know this? Women's tits have Cooper's ligaments?"
"Ughh...! It hurts!"
"They're what keep tits perky. Sagging happens when they stretch out. That's why big-titted pigs like you need bras."
Her breast deforming more under my brutal grip.
Screech...
Sweat poured from her cleavage.
"Kyaaak..! St-stop... please..."
During my random health class lecture, Reina switched back to polite speech. The pain in her tits must've been unbearable.
"Got it? Those keep your udders pretty."
"I-I got it! So now—"
Snicker
"About those ligaments—if I yank 'em hard like this? Ever heard of ligament strains?"
Flinch!
"Wh-what... what do you mean...?"
"Like this."
Squiiiish!!
Screeech..!
The skin texture warping grotesquely. A bit more force, and her Cooper's would snap beyond repair.
"Kyahaak!?"
Just like I'd imagined—tits bulging between my fingers like marshmallows.
"Puhahaha! Fun, right? Turning granny tits at twenty. Wanna try? Sad, but once ligaments stretch, no going back. You'd live with ugly, saggy mismatches forever. Poor thing."
You dared stoke my sadism and revenge.
Dared put Ren's name in that trash mouth?
"St-stop! D-don't! Don't ruin my tits, I-I'm sorry, okay!? I did wrong. I did wrong, so stop..."
"Hmm... what to do?"
"Please..."
No matter how prideful, no woman can tough out a threat to wreck her tits—one of her symbols. Like threatening to neuter a guy.
Oof, scary. I'd be calling you "boss" too.
"Fine, I'll spare the tits?"
I released surprisingly easily, and the dazed Reina scrambled for the right response.
"Th-thank... you..."
Waist half-bowed, polite speech trailing off deliberately.
What a fucking retard.
Escapes once and her half-broken pride swells right back?
You're hopeless.
"Back flat against the wall."
"..."
"Spread your legs."
"Kuhk..."
Her crotch parts slowly, thighs quaking in a sloppy A-frame. The gap exposed raw.
Plump lower belly. Soft, cushy lower abdomen padded to shield the womb.
My fingertips trailed down slowly, deliberately slow, over her lower belly.
Started stroking along the outer labia. Circling the edges, pressing lightly, releasing. Reina gritted her teeth, hiding her face, but her nose twitched faintly.
Fingers delved inward. Sliding up and down the inner labia's soft skin, feeling the wetness. I added the slightest pressure.
"This doesn't faze you, huh?"
Reina said nothing. But her inner thighs tensed rigid.
"Tensing up? The bean's hiding."
I flicked the hooded clit twice, lightly.
"Ugh...!"
Circling with fingertips—one loop per second, slow. Reina's breaths lengthened, shallowed. They trembled; her hips twitched reflexively.
"Oh? Getting harder?"
"N-no!!"
I sped up gradually. Circles shrank, pressure grew. Two loops per second, three... My middle finger zeroed in like a targeting reticle.
"N-no... Hoo... hoo..."
No reply—instead, quick left-right flicks. Sudden sharp jolt. Her plump belly clenched hard; inner thighs and toes quivered.
"Hi, higik!? Oook..?♡"
The body hits climax with the right stimulation, inevitably.
Rape victims orgasm and plunge into self-loathing—psychiatrists see it all the time. But I had no plans to let Reina cum, so I stopped.
"Hoo...♡ Hoo!♡"
Breaths noticeably ragged. She glared murderously, but her cunt was honest.
Squelch♡ Squish♡
Ramped up again—short up-down strokes, occasional press-release. Reina's eyes glazed, pupils quivering tiny. Body taut with pre-orgasm tension. Inner thighs micro-trembled; below her navel spasmed.
Grind—
Cheeks quaking as she ground her molars to hold back climax.
"Grhuk..!♡"
Right before she tipped over.
I stopped again.
"Heok!♡ Heok!♡"
Her body thrashed mid-air, twisting to grasp the unfinished pleasure. But it scattered into nothing.
"Kukukuku... Puhuhuhu... You were seriously about to cum? Slut bitch."
My mocking laugh inflamed her breaths differently. Eyes mixed shame, rage, baffling emptiness.
"Stop it... Y-you... What do you think women are? Girls aren't toys! You trash!!"
Face beet-red, forcing down climax, she screamed.
"Girl? Bullshit. Better stay still. Unless you wanna dangle from the ceiling."
Reina folded again.
Reason I teased her pussy so meticulously? Simple.
I jabbed her lower belly hard with my fingers.
Squiiiish-!
"Ehoek..!?"
Body heated and lax, her soft belly sank deep.
Straightened like a knife-hand strike, fingertips plunged into the yielding flesh.
Muscles didn't react before the tips burrowed deep.
"Lemme see... womb's... about here?"
"Kyak..!? H-hheerhk!?"
Fingers ravaging her insides—Reina paled blue with chills and goosebumps.
"Found it. This you?"
Just a thin layer of belly skin between my thick fingers and her tender womb.
I slid diagonally, slowly.
"Then this is... Ah! Here!"
Tok..♡ Tok♡
Faintly bumpy round things snagging my fingertips.
"These are your ovaries, bitch. First time getting touched directly? Bet your boyfriend never has."
"Kkhok..! N-no, d-don't touch that! Grhieeeuk..! St-stop..."
Eyes bulging, jaw chattering.
"Spares the tits, so I wreck your baby-makers instead?"
Finally cluing in, she jerked her head up. Utter panic.
"Wh-what...? No, that's... khhk, not now..?"
Of course. Like crushing balls—mind-breaking.
"Trash like you shouldn't breed. Your genes spreading? Public menace. Right?"
Clatter clatter clatter
Her teeth chatter uncontrollably. Whole body shakes at the horror ahead.
"No answer? Right or not? Speak."
This time, she shook her head desperately. Begging for real.
"N-no..! No!! I-I thought about it, I've done so much wrong! Y-yes, I'm sorry!! For real!!"
"Oh yeah? You yapped about sterility fine earlier...? Hits different when it's you?"
"Y-yes... I'm desperate, yes..! S-sorry, my bad!"
Flailing to protect the ovaries snagging my fingertips, babbling nonsense flattery.
"Heh, hehe I-I won't be arrogant anymore, sorry, f-for real!"
Forced grin through trembling face muscles, bootlicking.
I ignored it, twisting gently—like rolling a marble in wrapping.
"Heek, hOok..!"
"Watch close."
I nodded; she stared at my hand buried in her belly.
"Good. That's the hand crushing your baby factory."
Her abdominal artery throbbed wildly. Heart pounding mad.
Overwhelming force about to shatter a girl's most precious parts—no resistance possible.
"N-no.. hate it.. please? Joke, right? Heh, hehe... Y-you're joking, yeah? That's too much... I-I just said sterility stuff, words only, right? Th-that's precious to girls? C-can't break it...? Right..?"
Denial.
Squish!♡ Squelch!♡
"Kyahaak!? Kyaaaaaaaak! H-hurts, hurts hurts! St-stop! P-please please!"
Pressing firmer on the ovaries—she realized no joke, tears streaming, hands clasped begging. Like a fly.
"Hhaak, haak, please, please.. please.. I beg you.. I-I'm trash, please, sorry!! Hwaaaaa-! Uhheuk, heuk, s-sorry sorry!"
I smirked, shaking my head.
"No can do. Not changing my mind."
Despair flooded Reina's face.
"Then... going for it? Smash your precious?"
"A... aaaa...! Aooo, uwaaaa...!!"
Her pupils shrank to pinpricks. Tears streamed from terror; drool glistened on her slack mouth.
"Hheerhk, hik, th-this is too much.. heuk! Hate it.. no, no..! Don't crush my ovaries!!"
Hyperventilating heaved her massive tits up and down wildly.
"Then say bye! Repeat: 'Baby, sorry! Bye-bye!'"
"P-please... I-I'll... khhk, do... good.. reflect... no rebellion... uuk..."
Bullshit.
I've seen her slimy personality climb back plenty.
"Don't repeat, tits go too. Say it, bitch! Wanna live with busted ovaries and saggy udders? Huh!? Why sass, bitch."
Face inches from hers, roaring—she choked off her sobs.
"Repeat. 'Baby, sorry! Bye-bye!' Now!?"
Crack!
Something in Reina's mind shattered.
"Uuk, uuuk... B-baby.. s-sorry.. b-bye..."
Tears and snot streaming, vacant eyes bidding farewell to future babies.
Before her heart accepts sterility, time ticks on.
"One shot—crush 'em."
Twitch!
My fingers moved.
Should've known your place.