The Visitor to the Facility (3)
Whether he senses Black's inner plea for him to just leave already or not, the guard chief stands persistently in front of her, meticulously examining her body.
His hand, which had been caressing her face, slides slowly downward and is now kneading and fondling her breasts.
Her heavy, voluptuous tits are gripped and massaged by his oily hands.
Blue Sapphire, already standing by his side waiting her turn, watches Black with a worried gaze.
"Hoo... hoo hoo?"
The guard chief lets out an oddly sly chuckle.
It seems like he's reacting to the feel of her breasts, but it also looks like his eyes have caught something on Black.
Black has no way of knowing his true intent.
—What the hell is so fascinating about me?
Dane is taller, and there are plenty of girls with bigger, prettier breasts than mine.
She's prettier and cuter than me too—or at least, that's what Black thinks.
So what exactly is so captivating?
She just can't understand it.
'Someone like me is just a pebble in the dirt...!'
Due to her low self-esteem, Black has a tendency to undervalue herself.
Even if her true worth is higher than she thinks... in a place full of excellent magical girls like this, there's still no clear reason why he'd pick her specifically.
The guard chief kneads her breasts vigorously, testing their bounce, then flicks her erect nipple lightly.
Next, he slickly caresses her stomach, waist, and ass... not skipping her pussy either, rubbing and groping it thoroughly.
Even in this situation, Black's body faithfully feels the female pleasure, letting out an ecstatic sigh at the firmness of his large hands.
She tries to hold it back, but it slips out anyway... there's nothing she can do about it.
"Turn around and grab the railing."
"...Yes."
It's fine. She's followed demands like this before.
Black reassures herself like that and obeys the guard chief's order.
She grips the railing and sticks her ass out backward.
Beyond the railing, the magical girl prisoners in formation sneak glances back at her, while the guards watch with various expressions... it's hard to endure in so many ways.
'Dane... why are you staring like that?'
Dane is among them.
For some reason, her clearly displeased glare bothers Black...
"Hey, you. What's your name?"
"...Black Twilight."
"I see. Black Twilight... Black, Black, Black... Hm."
...Oh no. This feels a bit fucked.
He's the only one who asked her name, it seems.
...No, no, don't jump to conclusions.
Maybe he asked the prisoners farther away who couldn't hear the conversation.
She's probably not the only one who gave her name... she has to believe that...
Smooth... smooth...
Rub rub rub
Knead knead knead knead
The guard chief freely strokes and gropes the ass Black has presented to him.
He squeezes it hard, as if testing its firmness, and her pitiful body only feels an uproarious wave of pleasure from the forceful fondling.
Her pussy quickly starts to glisten with wetness, even twitching.
The guard chief lowers himself and licks her pussy.
"Eek...♡"
A shiver runs through her as his hot tongue touches that sensitive spot.
Moreover, his tongue is long and thick, covered in strange protrusions, so even a simple lick produces intense pleasure.
Slurp... slurp...
Lick... lick... lick... lap...
Ah... aaah... ahn...
The guard chief licks and savors her pussy several more times, sticky and thorough.
Her body, already remodeled through the curriculum, starts to grow hazy from just this level of stimulation.
It feels good... so good... so good...
And eventually, satisfied with the taste, he pulls his mouth away.
"...This is the flavor."
"Heh, heh heh... tangy and sweet... refreshing yet with a sharp bite... the taste of fresh, immature mana... yes, that's it..."
What exactly does he feel licking someone else's pussy, and what感動 is he experiencing?
Every time he rambles on like he's moved, Black's heart churns.
...But even now, she finds herself wishing he'd torment her pussy a bit more... and she hates herself a little for it.
Squelch...
Squish... squish... squish... squish...
Nn... ahn... ah... haaah...
Hah... eek... ugh...!
Without permitting Black to relax her stance, the guard chief pulls out his cock and thrusts it into her pussy.
Then he starts savoring it leisurely and at ease.
True to his monster nature, his rugged, imposing cock churns her sensitive depths wildly, and Black cries out in pleasure nonstop.
All the prisoner magical girls and guards watch without exception.
In front of them all, unable to hide or move, she's ravaged by a male cock.
Unable to conceal her pleasure, screaming vulgarly like a slut... she puts the whole spectacle on display.
Thanks to traits like [Exposure Addiction] or [Exhibitionist] implanted in Black.
Those traits turn this shameful, humiliating situation into tremendous pleasure.
Black, who once feared even standing before others, has become a constitution that thrives on their gazes for pleasure.
Without them, she'd even feel empty.
In many ways, it's tremendous progress... whether that's good for her is another matter.
Spurt... spurt... spurt... spurt...
"Agh, aaaaaah♡♡...!"
In the end, Black climaxes as usual when he unloads deep inside her.
With everyone watching, their stares only amplify the pleasure, making it impossible to hide her orgasm.
Spurt... spurt... glurk...
Splurt...
"Good, good, perfect. I like it. Ten out of ten."
"Just the mood I was in the mood for today... exactly my type."
After dumping his load deep inside Black for a good while, he finally pulls out his satisfied cock and wipes the filthy remnants on her ass.
Once it's clean enough, he slaps her ass with a smack! and says, "All done."
A reflexive thank you slips from Black's mouth... getting your ass slapped deserves gratitude... that's what she's been taught...
"You're the one, sow. For the next three days here, I'm appointing you my exclusive fuckhole and cum dump. It's a great honor, so say thank you."
"Hic... haaah... Th-thank you...♡"
Satisfied with her response, the guard chief slaps her ass once more before moving on.
The remaining magical girls get only a brief check... and the unusually thorough "morning roll call" ends like that.
And then.
Under Blue Sapphire's worried gaze, Black is led away somewhere by the guards, as if under arrest.
Dane still shoots her a clearly annoyed glare, hidden from others...
* * *
The place they guide—and drag—her to is a special room assigned to the guard chief.
Having overheard the guards' chatter earlier, she was worried in many ways... but her fears don't come true.
No sudden strange drugs force-fed to her, no gruesome torture devices with blood and gore.
Nothing like that at all.
They just enter the room, and she's given low-proof alcohol with a simple meal. That's it.
'Huh...? Way better than I thought...?'
"Come on, let's eat and have a light chat. Hobbies, preferences—I want to know all about you, Black Twilight."
"Ah, no need to be so scared. Looks like weird rumors are circulating among the guards and prisoners... but it's nothing serious."
"We'll have sex, sure... but you're not gonna balk at plain old sex at this point, right?"
He flashes a friendly smile to reassure her.
Huh.
Huh...?
Is he actually a nice guy?
Did I misunderstand him?
He's so disarmingly affable that she feels sorry for worrying, quickly easing her mind and dropping her suspicions to fully accept him.
A cheerful meal with light Q&A follows.
Once her belly's full, post-meal sex happens as promised.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch squiiiish
Uhn... ahn... ahh... ah... haaah...
Spurt... spurt... spurt... spurt...!
It's gentle and leisurely, considerate of her.
Her body, conditioned by countless curriculums and mods, melts into massive pleasure from even this, body and mind dissolving—but as expected, no harsh intensity.
It's been so long since gentle sex... almost feels like the first time, letting her fully savor the joy.
Though she feels a twinge of disappointment too.
'Ugh... I shouldn't think this, but...'
'This feels kinda lacking now... it was good, really good...'
'I'd rather get utterly wrecked...'
After all the training she's endured, plus traits like [Masochistic Pig (Severe)], she's grown unable to satisfy on this level.
Deep in her subconscious, she craves rougher, more destructive treatment...
"Mm~ Black. Felt good, right? Sex with me wasn't bad, huh?"
"......Yes."
Still the dutiful service slave, Black nods affirmatively without showing her dissatisfaction.
"Heh heh, glad you enjoyed. Wanting the girl you like to be happy is just natural, yeah?"
"...Thank you. I'll do my best to satisfy you, Guard Chief."
"Appreciate that. Don't push too hard—just do what you can."
And.
Black never notices till the end.
She's not usually this oblivious, yet she remains completely unaware.
Of the guard chief occasionally eyeing her with a strange gaze.
Of him tinkering with her connected hypnosis program when out of her sight.
Of what he truly desires, and where those dark eyes, filled with his sordid lust, are fixed... Black remains utterly oblivious...