Karaoke Solitude: Black's Private Indulgence (1)
And so, today is another day of following the assigned missions.
Not long ago, there was the "Pervert Molestation Simulation Mission," and before that, missions like "Public Toilet" or "Onahole Shop Sales Clerk Part-Time," along with all sorts of miscellaneous tasks every single day.
"This is... today's..."
With a somewhat dazed expression, Black Twilight looked up at the building in front of her and its sign.
[■■ Karaoke]
A name that evoked the karaoke bars from Earth's 1990s streets—thoroughly tacky.
The tacky name clashed so badly with the unexpectedly sleek decorative sign that it felt utterly awkward.
—I wonder what they were thinking when they came up with that name.
She'd thought that at first, but then she overheard a passing Monster Soldier pointing at the sign and saying, "Whoa, check this out. It's a rare sign! Fucking awesome!!" "The owner's got some serious passion. How many AI sign gachas do you think he had to roll to get something like this...? Must've blown a fortune...."
After that, she gave up trying to understand.
Apparently, for the aliens of Mech拉克, names like this were rare and cool.
Cultural shock.
But unlike the tacky name, the building itself was sleek and shiny, like something brand new.
Even so, it didn't exactly scream "inviting." The lighting inside seemed dim overall, and karaoke spots always felt like the domain of the socially elite anyway, which made it even less appealing.
Still, she couldn't just stand there forever. Today's mission was specifically assigned to be carried out here.
"Missions are good... Missions are enjoyable... Missions must be completed no matter what...."
Muttering the words deeply ingrained in her mind, Black Twilight staggered inside like she was entranced.
Her eyes looked noticeably cloudier than when she'd first arrived in this city....
Guided by a mechanical attendant, she entered the designated room.
A cramped space with an L-shaped sofa and table, plus karaoke tools like mics and tambourines.
The room interior wasn't much different from Earth's karaoke lounges. Black Twilight might be a total shut-in asocialite, but she'd been to one once—dragged along to a class event in her school days. It had probably felt something like this.
After that, the trauma from the experience meant she'd never gone back....
*Click.* She entered and shut the door.
There was a window in the door for peeking inside, but she drew the accompanying curtain. No need for outsiders to see what she was about to do.
...Even with the window covered, the room's built-in cameras were recording everything in real-time—but Black Twilight didn't notice.
'Good... The facilities here are clean... Nice.'
'And... it's kinda dark, which is good...'
'Dark. Cramped. Comfortable. ...Not bad.'
A space that felt so uncomfortable with a crowd now seemed incredibly calm and quiet alone.
Yeah, karaoke really is a solo activity. Back when she'd gone with nearly twenty classmates, she'd wanted to blow the whole place up.
'But this mic... no matter how I look at it... it's that, right?'
What caught her eye was the microphone on the table.
Placed prominently next to the song selector device, its shape was blatantly suggestive.
The head was normal enough, by common standards.
But the handle... it was shaped exactly like a male member's dildo.
A closer look revealed that the room's decorations and interior everywhere screamed sex appeal.
One wall even had a row of sex toys lined up.
Whatever. It didn't matter.
It wouldn't interfere with completing the mission... probably.
"Alright then...."
Black Twilight set up her prepared camera and tools, settled into a corner of the sofa, and slowly slipped off her clothes.
Today's order: sealed-room masturbation in this karaoke lounge. And film it all. She couldn't stop until she'd cum fifty times from self-pleasure alone....
'Wonder if I can finish in time.'
Fifty times solo by hand. Not sure if it was possible, but she couldn't delay any longer.
Black Twilight sucked her fingers to coat them in saliva, while her other hand slowly kneaded her own breasts.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch
"Haa, haa, haa...♡"
In the narrow, dark karaoke room, Black Twilight's feminine moans and the lewd, wet sounds echoed.
Her slender, delicate fingers plunged into her sopping wet pussy hole.
Hands that had started gently stroking her areolas were now viciously pinching her erect nipples.
"Ahh...!"
Deep in her masturbation frenzy, Black Twilight suddenly grimaced and curled up. She felt her pussy clench hard around her fingers, squirting out juices.
She came. That made five orgasms already.
Haa... haa...
Black Twilight caught her breath, shoulders heaving, then pulled her fingers out.
She dazedly licked her own juices off them, then reached for the tablet-like terminal on the table.
This device was linked to the cameras; it let her view the live feed.
The screen clearly showed her own image.
In the dimly lit room, naked with breasts and pussy fully exposed, her skin flushed peach-like—a bitch in heat.
Juices dripped from her pussy, sweat beaded everywhere; even through the screen, she reeked of slutty female musk.
The cameras were fine. She was filming well. She rewound a bit to check—the footage showed a woman lost in obscene moans and furious masturbation, unrecognizable as herself.
Truly lewd, truly erotic. She'd have to submit this later.
She didn't know how it'd be used, but imagining it shown to an unknown audience made her face burn.
Embarrassing... but unavoidable. This was a must-complete mission.
Black Twilight restarted the recording, lightly teasing her clit and nipples during the break to keep her body heat simmering.
'Ah... feels so good...'
Was masturbation always this pleasurable?
Or was it because it was a mission?
No—probably both, making it doubly ecstatic.
Masturbation felt good, missions felt good, together they were ultimate bliss.
As she moved to resume fingering, her eyes caught the microphone from earlier.
That handle with its perfect shape. Normal mics in her memories—no, this must be this shop's special service.
She picked it up, stared for a moment, then tentatively stuck out her tongue.
The sharp rubber scent and taste hit her. Not unpleasant.
Imagining a real cock, she licked the dildo devotedly, then took it into her mouth, sucking deep.
Slurp slurp slurp... Lewd noises filled the room as the dildo slid in and out, coated in her saliva. Each suck echoed obscenely.
"Puhah...."
Once it was thoroughly slick, she pulled it out. The black dildo handle glistened with her spit.
She gazed at it ecstatically, then brought it to her dripping slit.
The saliva-slick dildo touched her soaked folds, parting them.
Aware in her daze, she didn't hesitate—slowly pushed it in.
"Ahng♡..."
Squelch... it sank inside.
The cold dildo's intrusion into her hot hole sent a shiver up her spine.
"Ah, ah... oo... ah...♡"
She paused halfway in, savoring the afterglow.
Overwhelmed with gratitude for the rigid invader. She even murmured thanks from the heart.
This blissful sensation—far beyond fingers.
Its bumpy, firm shape vividly evoked a Mech拉克 Monster Soldier's cock.
"Ah, ahfoo... hoo... uh... more... it can go deeper...."
Face slack and drooling, uncaring of her expression, she shoved it all in. No one would see anyway. Soundproofed room—loud moans were fine....
Hooooh...!
Finally, it reached her depths. A bit forceful, but rooted fully inside—she could enjoy every inch.
Each breath made her pussy twitch and squeeze, heightening the sensation.
It took a while to start moving it, but eventually, she slid it back and forth slowly.
Squelch squelch squish—inside her depths. Each pump sent chills to her scalp; she couldn't hold back. Pathetic "Ngook, ngooook" leaked from her lips.
Her pace quickened. Actively thrusting. Varying angles, stabbing every spot.
Ahh, like this—she'd cum soon. So close.
Sensing her climax, she pistoned harder.
Almost there. Stab here—no, rub like this... or a bit more back-and-forth...
"Ah, ah, ah, uh, ah...!!! "
Coming, coming, coming, gonna cum...!
Just as she teetered on the edge—
Clunk!
"...?!"
The karaoke room door burst open, and someone entered.