Magical Girl's Captive Slave Life (Black: Sex Slave Routine, Part 3)
After being creampied by the customer, Black isn't even permitted to wipe the semen overflowing from her pussy. She simply returns to her duties as is.
The customers all gleefully ogle the reverse-bunny-clad magical girl serving them while thick white cum drips steadily from her pussy....
Mmm... mm... slurp...
Back in the prison cell once more.
Today, too, Black has been ordered by the man who visited her room. She's sucking his cock with her mouth.
"Heh heh heh, you're good at this. As expected from our club's top earner, the golden ace."
This dick stinks... reeks... I wash him every day, but... Mech拉克 guys must have stronger body odor than Earthlings....
But this taste and smell are so damn good, it's addictive. The way it brushes my lips and tongue feels amazing... my throat getting rubbed raw feels so good again...♡
Black squats low, hugging the man's body for support as she sucks his cock.
In that position, without even realizing it, her hips sway in lazy circles. An unconscious motion, as if begging for something.
Yet she remains utterly oblivious, her focus solely on the cock in her mouth. To savor it more intensely. To make it feel even better for him.
Day by day, Black is steadily blossoming into a proper sex slave.
The training from the factory and dormitory had already been deeply imprinted in her subconscious, and ever since being kidnapped here, she's undergone nonstop conditioning. It's only natural.
Black herself seems dimly aware of it, but she probably hasn't grasped just how severe her condition truly is—far worse than she imagines.
Even her initial desperate urge to escape this imprisonment has grown strangely familiar....
Ah... that....
The man whose cock is in Black's mouth summons a holographic screen in the air again, fiddling with it.
Black knows exactly what that is by now.
The hypnosis program to control her.
He's pulling it out to mess with her body or mind again.
Like those lewd doujinshi or whatever...!
Black feels her pussy and womb twitch with anticipation.
Like Pavlov's dog, just seeing it makes her body react on its own, eagerly awaiting what's to come.
Even though it's nothing but humiliating abuse.... Reacting to this of all things....
Bzzz...!
Black's hips buck as she cums.
She assumes it's the hypnosis program manipulating her, but the man's gaze looking down at her is oddly amused.
"Hey, why'd you cum on your own like that? This isn't the hypnosis program—it's my schedule. Did you seriously mistake it? Huh?"
"......!"
"What a total pervert slut."
Black's face flushes crimson. She hunches her shoulders, writhing helplessly.
But when the man urges her not to stop, she redoubles her efforts on his cock.
So embarrassing... but the shame makes it feel all tingly and good... what do I do... me...
Humiliation Addiction
The more humiliation, shame, and embarrassment you feel, the higher your sensitivity rises in proportion. Acts that make you feel embarrassed grant even greater special pleasure.
Perverted Instinct
You are a baseborn pervert slut to your core. Resistance to acknowledging your own perversion diminishes. A constant urge to indulge in perverted acts surges within you.
Once the man has thoroughly enjoyed Black's mouth-pussy, he orders her to serve with her tit-pussy next.
Black obeys, sandwiching his cock between her voluptuous breasts and rubbing it up and down.
The cock is already slick with her saliva, and she adds more by drooling between her tits for extra lube.
Hah... hnnng...
As she services him, Black lets out pathetic moans, her face flushed red.
For the sake of her mistaken assumption, the man finally activates the real hypnosis program.
He ramps up her sensitivity, making oral and tit service feel just like direct pussy-fucking. Her nipples become as sensitive as her clit.
The tips of Black's tits, serving the cock, are fully erect and rock-hard. In response to her arousal, the slightly swollen nipples begin lactating.
After savoring Black's devoted tit-pussy service for a good long while, the man's cock finally erupts, spewing thick ropes of cum—spurt, spurt.
Black catches the forceful blasts on her face, in her mouth, and across those heavy tits.
Her face, hair, and magnificent breasts are drenched in the fishy white fluid.
The scent of the cum defiling Black mingles with the constant lewd, musky female aroma emanating from her body, creating an even more intoxicating aura around her.
The Underdog monster grabs Black's nipple—still dazed, lost in the smell and taste of his load—and yanks it hard. Her milk coats his fingers thickly. Even as he pinches, it feels so good that more milk squirts out.
After that, the man continues using Black's body.
He creampies her pussy once, then her ass once more.
Just when she thinks he's done and leaving, he calls her back, as if remembering something, and has her settle in the corner of the cell.
The cell corner has a simple sink and shower hooked to the water line, with a drain in the floor below.
Black uses that drain even for her bathroom needs. Magical girls have special bodies, so "relieving herself" just means peeing—more than enough for the drain to handle.
"Piss for me. I'll watch up close."
"Y-You bastard...!"
Until now, she'd always done it when no men were around.
She'd shown her naked body, had sex, even squirted or leaked during orgasms—but this felt a step too far.
Black shakes her head, refusing outright, but a mere slave's opinion means nothing.
The next instant, her body moves on its own under the command, positioning her in front of the drain....
"S-Stop, I don't want to...!"
"Come on, spread those legs wider so I get a good view of your piss. Yeah, like that. Gotta set up the camera too, so hold on. ...Alright, good. Now, when I count down, you piss right on cue, got it?"
"......!!"
She really, really doesn't want to.
But with his command, Black feels her bladder preparing against her will.
"Okay... camera's all set. Should I crank up your urethra sensitivity while I'm at it... heh heh, wonder if you'll cum while pissing. Anyway, counting from three—piss on the beat."
"Don't...! Stop it...! Ahh...!"
"Here we go. One... twooo...."
This can't happen.
I can't let this happen.
Stop. Don't do it. Hold it in. Please, body, don't....
It's my body—why won't it obey me... Ahh, no... no...!!
"Three."
The man finishes counting.
And right on cue, Black's urethra unleashes a stream of yellow piss, as if it had been waiting.
"Ah, aaah, aaaahhh!! No! Noooo!! Hnnngooooh!! P-Pissing...!! Cumming... cummiiingggg...!!"
Thanks to the hypnosis program, every nerve feels concentrated in her urethra, with sensitivity maxed out.
Pissing from it sends shivers of ecstasy through her nonstop. Black loses her mind entirely to the pleasure as the stream continues.
Her vision blurs; beastly, vulgar gasps spill from her lips.
Legs spread wide, pissing right in front of the man. Being filmed on top of it. She has no spare brainpower for shame.
She can't even think. Her best effort is just enduring the piss-induced pleasure without collapsing.
Finally, after struggling through the ecstasy—cumming in the process—she empties her bladder.
Dribbles of residual piss spurt from her pussy a few times, then the last drops plop down.
I... pissed... I actually pissed....
Calm starting to return post-relief, Black's face is utterly soul-drained.
Not some accidental leak during sex—this was deliberate, right in front of him. A huge shock even for her.
The man just cackles, checking the footage.
"Magical girl piss shows are rare treats. Gotta put this on the club's big screen later. Customers'll love it. Hell, maybe bottle your piss to sell? Bet it's sweet and packed with magic power...."
He keeps mocking her to himself, then leaves her behind.
Black sits there dazed for a long while before finally rinsing her body and pussy with the shower....
Navi-kun visits Black that night.
"Pardon the intrusion, Black."
Navi-kun deftly unlocks the cell door and hovers before the iron bars dividing the room, calling out to Black.
Black, strangely sleepless and just lying blankly on the bed, merely glances at him without much reaction.
Her anger toward Navi-kun has long faded.
Wonder what bullshit he'll scrape at me with today, she thinks vaguely.
Her gaze drifts from Navi-kun back to the wall and empty air.
To the thoroughly listless Black, the Navi drone speaks.
"Black. Pull yourself together. I'm getting you out of here now."
Black's gaze drifts powerlessly, blankly, back toward Navi-kun.