Chapter 59
Chapter 59
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 59
Chapter Title: The Insufferable Itch
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Th-this... This wasn't it! This wasn't what I wanted...!
For the first time in my life, my body was toyed with against my will.
My body, but an uncontrollable, terrifying climax that wouldn't stop no matter my will.
The chilling sensation when his fingers ravaged my delicate weak spot.
I'd never been to an amusement park, but it felt just like that dizzying freefall from a ride called a drop tower I'd only heard about—a bottomless terror of pleasure that stretched on forever...
Even as I shed tears and begged, even as I screamed and raged, he didn't stop.
My heart, which had endured the harshest training without faltering, raced like it was broken, and my lungs swelled as if they might burst.
Caught in that electric thrill, my hips bucked obscenely until, in the end, I broke.
And even that was just child's play, it seemed—when the massive vibrator he pulled out touched my clit...
Nh...♡
That pleasure still lingers as an afterimage.
Like a burn.
If I'd been forced through even a bit more, my sanity might have flown away...
A chill ran through me!
Wh-what if that had happened... Would I have ended up like Shin Nari, a brainless idiot... constantly subjected to that, that sort of thing over and over...?
"Haa... haa...♡"
Such depraved acts... I should have rejected them outright, but every time I lost to him, I couldn't muster any will to resist.
Now, just the thought of that man's scent makes it down there get wet.
The man who saved me from the crushing pressure I'd endured for so long.
The man who shattered me again, humiliated me, then held me close and whispered sweet words.
The man who acted like he was disappointed and would leave me, only to reach out again, telling me I had talent and giving my life meaning.
'What a weird guy...'
Deep down, I already know.
I'll never beat that man, no matter what I try.
And I've been tamed by him—a man like that.
But I kept hiding my true feelings to the end.
I couldn't overcome this contradictory desire: wanting to be saved while hoping he'd push me even lower.
I never knew the fact of losing to someone and being trampled, that gaze of a true superior looking down on me, could be so exhilarating.
And above all, after crushing me so utterly, that man always pulled me back up from the abyss I'd fallen into.
H-he... and... he did lots of naughty things too...
I'm addicted to that man.
'It's weird, but it's only natural... It's your fault...'
He tore apart my fragile false shell, exposed my weak true self,
but even seeing me so utterly stripped bare, he didn't abandon me.
You were different from anyone else in the world.
I don't know why.
A pathetic, worthless piece of trash like me could just be tossed aside, but mercifully, he keeps holding on to me.
He defeats me, then praises me.
If I obey well, he calls me pretty.
He hugs me, caresses me, strokes me.
More... more winsome.
Love me more prettily...♡
"Eut♡"
H-he called me 'our Lora'...♡
Hehe...
Without realizing it, my mouth stretched into a silly grin, and just recalling his husky voice made my womb throb ♡...
Is that why?
Even when he gave me one last chance, I refused to submit.
I acted tough on the outside, but really... it wasn't pride or a swordswoman's spirit.
Gulp!
It was just anticipation.
If I acted arrogant one more time... if I pushed it just once more... what way would that overwhelming man make me lose this time... would he show me how much of a weak little girl I really am...?
A-and even after I acted so brazen, would he grab hold of me again...?
Drip♡
The terrifying fantasy that he'd discard me like everyone else.
The sweet fantasy that he'd be different and look at me again.
Both... such thrilling imaginings.
"Hngh...♡"
A tingle spread between my legs, and a sweet moan escaped without my control.
It was behavior born from such dark cravings.
And most astonishing of all, he seemed to understand my bizarre tendencies and desires—even ones I couldn't comprehend myself.
My understander.
My savior.
Talent... All that's left for me... is this talent to prettily leak fluids as he intends.
And to be so happy at his praise that I leak a little urine.
"B-but... why this meaningless punishment... Kk... What I... what I was expecting was..."
About five minutes had passed since that man—no, Master—smeared something cold on my anus and left, but he still hadn't returned. Was he really... going to leave me like this so boringly...?
I could try harder to feel it better, I could give him everything precious I'd saved my whole life as a girl!
An inexplicable sense of grievance made tears well up.
Then suddenly, a strange sensation hit my anus.
Tingle tingle tingle
"Eugh...?"
Why is it itching here...?
"I... I washed it well..."
I closed my eyes, took deep breaths, and tried to calm my mind. Maybe too much blood was rushing to my lower body.
But the ticklish feeling only intensified.
Poke! Poke!
Like the tip of a feather lightly prodding my anus.
"Hng...? Wh-what is this?"
Poke, poke, pokepokepoke!
One feather.
Two feathers... ten, a hundred!
Soon it spread into the sensation of countless feathers brushing against me.
A hot flush rose in my clit at the same time.
"Ahk!?"
Tingle tingle tingle tingle
It reminded me of the electric therapy at the ortho when I went for muscle pain—the weak current flowing through my skin, making it tingle.
A itch a hundred, a thousand times worse assaulted me.
"Heok, heok."
Ragged breaths burst from my mouth automatically. This... this won't do.
"Kkuuuuuu."
Thrash thrash!
Clank clank clank
No matter how I tried to divert my nerves from my anus, that maddening itch forcibly yanked my mind back by the hair.
The feel of ants crawling, feathers tickling, needles poking, the soft flesh under a scabbing wound itching!!
The itch only grew worse, and the unscratchable, pent-up irritation began morphing into a burning sensation in my anus.
Scratch it! I want to scratch!
"Kyaaaaaaaah!"
Th-this... This wasn't it! This wasn't what I wanted...!
Scratch!
Scratch!
Scratch!
Hallucinations echoed in my head.
Ah... Aah...
Clank! Clank!
No matter how I struggled, the leather belt showed no sign of loosening.
Even as an Awakener, I need at least minimal room to move to exert force.
Strapped down so tightly to a delivery chair bolted to concrete weighing hundreds of kilos that I couldn't twitch a limb 0.1mm, tearing the leather belt and double metal buckles was impossible at my level.
I need it.
I need that man—no, Master.
I need Master's touch!
"C-come back!! Come back!!"
Clank clank clank!
"Th-this isn't it! Ngh, th-this wasn't what I wanted...!"
This insane itch only worsened with time. Normally, itches fade if you endure them. But this wasn't that kind of gentle itch.
My clit burned, the heat gradually piercing downward.
Like a drill, a hot thread extended down, down... until the anus itch and clit heat connected.
"Hwaaaaaaaaah!"
This
This isn't pleasure.
Torment.
Another form of pain!
How many times did I writhe?
How many drops of sweat did I shed?
How many screams did I let out?
The man I depend on—the one who turns the cold-blooded swordswoman Aurora into an ordinary girl whenever I stand before him—I want him, I need him!
...But he never came back.
How much time had passed?
An hour?
That was when it happened.
-Beep!
The timer he had set before leaving.
O-one hour... exactly...
"This hellish time... was only... an hour...?"
Tw-two or three days... you said... but only one hour now...?
.
.
.
Time flows on.
Sensation numbs in my tear- and snot-smeared face. Focus blurs in my eyes.
But the torment didn't end.
"Heok... heok... No... no!"
In the haze of unknowable time, the briefly weakened itch began overwhelming me again.
Like how holding in a bowel movement for ages gives temporary relief before a bigger cramp hits, this itch returned as an even greater wave.
"A- aaah... N-no... hate it... hate it!"
Creeping—
It's coming, coming. Coming again, that burning anus itch!
"Grraaah—"
I'm going mad, losing my mind!
Scratch, I have to scratch, scratch the anus, the shithole, the filthy hole shit comes from—!
My lord!
Where are you, my lord!!
I need to scratch like crazy!
Master!
Scrub scrub like mad!!
"Hwaaaak! Kyaaaaaaaah!"
I'm losing it, this...!
Going insane from the itch!
"Come back, please! Aaaaaah! Please, please! I was wrong! Kyaaaaaaaah! Come back!"
...But...
No matter how much I screamed, he didn't return.