Hypnotic Public Bathhouse: Black's Mixed Bath Torment (Part 2)
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‘Wha…t…?’
Black Twilight regained consciousness and blinked, letting out a puzzled sound.
Before she knew it, three Monster Soldiers had closed in around her, grinning as they leered.
What was that just now?
Her head felt a bit fuzzy for a moment there.
Maybe… I’m just a little tired.
"What’re you spacing out for, Magical Girl? Didn’t you come here to wash up? Hurry up and buy your ticket already."
"Ah, y-yes, sorry."
She didn’t even know why she was apologizing, but the words tumbled out anyway.
Anyway, she hurriedly operated the kiosk and purchased a ticket.
There was a women’s bath ticket available, but the one Black chose was for the men’s bath.
"Good. Now let’s head in."
The men groped her ass and breasts as they urged her along.
Without resisting, Black followed their lead into the men’s bath entrance.
In the men’s changing room, surrounded by the men, she undressed.
Well, not exactly undressed—she simply released her suit.
Black’s Magical Girl costume suit was made of magic power, so it could be freely donned or removed.
But when she did so, the men surrounding her complained that it wasn’t fun and scolded her.
They earnestly insisted that next time, she show them a proper striptease.
It’s easier to just make it vanish, so why bother with all that hassle? But she couldn’t ignore the valuable advice from these gentlemen, so as a mere female, she made a mental note of it, treasuring it deep in her heart.
With that, she bared her naked body—but for once, Black felt a different kind of shame.
It was because, until just moments ago, she’d been treated like a toilet and toyed with, leaving her body filthy and reeking.
She hoped they’d tactfully ignore her state, but the Monster Soldiers seized the opportunity to tease her mercilessly.
"Whoa, Magical Girl. Looks like you had quite the party before coming here."
"What’s that smell? Like a goddamn toilet."
"Real live flesh toilet slut, huh? Where’ve you been rolling around? The sewer?"
They exaggeratedly pinched their noses or squinted in disgust, mocking her relentlessly.
When Black tried to hurry to the bath, they blocked her path or grabbed her arms, refusing to let her go.
In the end, she was forced to endure their ridicule for quite some time.
Someone even called her a filthy bitch and smacked her ass repeatedly to punish her.
Drip…
In that humiliating situation, Black’s body felt a strange thrill of arousal.
A single trickle of love juice slid down between her thighs.
Only after a long bout of teasing did Black finally enter the bath proper with the men.
Unlike the lobby’s quirky aesthetic, the bath itself wasn’t all that different from what she’d imagined.
Well, it wasn’t like a regular public bathhouse, either.
More like the night pool at a luxury hotel.
The ceiling above was beautifully decorated with lights, while below stretched several pools and hot spring-like tubs.
Even though the sun was still up outside, the lighting here was dim, making it impossible to tell day from night.
Perhaps because of the atmosphere, Black felt her body heating up without realizing it.
『Oh.』
『Check that out. Looks like they hooked another one. Prime meat, too.』
『Real bathhouse pros, huh? Snagged her right at the entrance.』
As they entered, she shrank under the feeling of being watched.
Why? It’s not weird for a cockhouse onahole sow slave like me to enter the men’s bath.
The men around Black blocked the stares from the other bathers and led her deeper into a corner.
Strangely, the men’s bath was almost entirely men.
Why are there only men in the men’s bath? Shouldn’t there be cockhouse onahole sluts like me? Weird.
"Alright, before we get in the tubs, we gotta wash up first."
Saying that, the men each grabbed a showerhead.
Black looked for one to wash herself, but there were only three.
She’d have to wait or find another spot with an open one.
"No need, Magical Girl. We got you."
"?"
Just as she thought that, the Monster Soldiers turned on the showerheads.
And with that, they began washing her body from head to toe.
Is this how it works in the men’s bath? Getting washed like this?
Well, it was convenient, so it didn’t feel bad…
But the water pressure was a bit strong, so she asked them to turn it down a little. For some reason, the kind gentlemen only cranked it up higher.
The powerful jets blasted her nipples and groin, sending shivers racing through her.
"Nnh…♡"
She let out a weird noise, but the kind Monster Soldiers just smiled and watched.
"Here especially needs a thorough clean~."
"Ah… th-thank you… ngh…♡"
…Ah… my pussy, like that…
They washed her with the shower, lathering her up with soap.
Not a spot was missed.
Thick, rough hands roamed her entire body, even her shameful, secret places between her legs.
It was far too obsessive for mere washing or soaping—more like kneading her flesh relentlessly.
But since they were just being thorough and kind, Black decided not to think it strange and simply accepted it happily.
"Magical Girl, your tits are huge. So heavy."
"Look at those slutty nipples standing up."
"Bend your waist forward more. Makes it easier to wash your pussy. I’ll stick my fingers in and clean every nook and cranny~."
"Won’t leave your clit lonely either. Feels good, right? Good, yeah?"
Her arms pinned by the men, her breasts kneaded by hands from the side.
Nipples flicked tap-tap-tap or pinched and rolled, her pussy rubbed raw.
Nnngh… oh… ah…!
Fingers plunged into her pussy, digging around before turning to torment her clit.
Black leaned back against the chest of the Monster Soldier kneading her breasts from behind, thrusting her hips forward as she melted into pleasure, moaning helplessly.
Her twitching body soon arched in climax.
Even after she came, their hands didn’t stop.
"W-wait, stop, please! I-I came already, no, don’t… nnnaaahhh…!"
And so Black was washed like that for a good long while, surrounded by showerheads and rough hands…
Squish squish
Knead knead
Pinch pinch
Hn… nn… ah…
After being washed excessively by the men’s hands, Black entered the tub with them.
Submerged in the hot water, she was cradled in the lap of one of the three, her breasts being kneaded.
They’d drawn lots to decide the order, taking turns monopolizing and playing with her body.
The first one drawn didn’t hold back, groping her to his heart’s content.
Knead knead, squish squish on Black’s breasts.
Enthralled by the springy, voluptuous allure of her female flesh, he massaged them deeply, savoring the feel.
While her breasts were fondled, she was forced to turn her head and kiss him—lips smacking repeatedly, tongues flicking.
The other two Monster Soldiers, supporting themselves in the steaming tub, watched and chuckled while waiting their turn.
"Magical Girl, doesn’t this feel kinda weird to you?"
"…? What do you mean…?"
"Nah, nothing. Forget it. Let’s keep kissing."
For some reason, the question didn’t make sense.
Weird? I can’t think of anything.
More than that, the stares from the other men kept bothering her.
It’s normal for cockhouse sows like me to use the men’s bath, so why are they staring like it’s strange?
"This thing really works."
"Pricey, but worth every credit."
They fiddled with those smartphone-like terminals.
Smartphones in a bath? They’d get ruined, but with Mech拉克 tech, full waterproofing was a given.
"Wonder how far this goes?"
"Can it do this…?"
And then, right in front of Black’s eyes, that familiar screen was thrust forward again.
> Target: Black Twilight - Hypnosis Program Unlocked
> Admin Privileges: GRANTED
> Restrictions Lifted: Factory Locks Bypassed
> Manual Override: ACTIVE
By taking in that screen, the permissions of the hypnosis program implanted in Black’s mind were forcibly opened.
Normally, to prevent privatization or excessive harm to merchandise, the Hypnosis Factory imposed restrictions—but now those were unlocked, allowing these men free control.
Chatting among themselves, they tinkered with Black’s hypnosis program anew.
Testing the limits without much thought, just for fun.
It was like playing a game. And in truth, that’s exactly how they saw it.
Nothing more than simple entertainment.
Black, suddenly reduced to their communal plaything, couldn’t even notice the fact—much less resist…