Chapter 14
Chapter 14
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: First Experience
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Staring blankly at the face of the villain straddling me and groping away, I racked my brain for a long time trying to figure out who she was, but no one came to mind.
Moreover, my body was already a total wreck, soaked through with the lukewarm water pouring from the showerhead, leaving me in a pathetic state.
I soon gave up trying to identify the villain and simply closed my eyes, breathing shallowly.
It felt hopeless. Utterly miserable.
"W-Wow... I-It g-got b-bigger..."
Letting strangers do this to my body, turning me into a punching bag for their frustrations.
The more I thought about my current situation, the more worthless I felt.
A bug of a daily life where I accomplished nothing.
Just breathing and getting beaten day after day—that was all that awaited me.
"H-Hah... Ahh..."
"...Hey, let's wrap this up already. Isn't this enough? I was gonna watch for a bit, but you're just fumbling around."
"O-Oh? Y-Yes...!"
...Even this villain's idiotic, clumsy demeanor made me feel even more pathetic. Being toyed with by a woman like that meant I had sunk to rock bottom.
"Hurry up!"
Even as the other villains started complaining, she kept clutching my cock, fondling it a little longer before reluctantly pulling away.
"Fuck. Never thought I'd live to see a bitch spending ten minutes playing with a dick like it's modeling clay. You got any idea?"
"N-No, I-I don't."
"What do you mean you don't? Ugh, you idiot."
She seemed to be pretty low in the pecking order among them.
She couldn't even respond properly to the other villains and just stood there awkwardly, unable to keep her hands still all day.
It was obvious how the others treated her.
"Hey, you piece of shit! Get up already! Put your damn clothes on yourself."
Of course, now wasn't the time to worry about anyone else. The villains were now legally allowed to beat me under Creep's permission, and fists and feet flew before words could.
To dodge even a fraction of it, I had to stay submissive. Of course, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't hide the boiling rage and humiliation inside, but pretending to obey at least kept the punches to a minimum.
"What a pain in the ass."
True to her sluggish movements, the woman who'd groped me was slow to dry off and get dressed.
I was slow because my arms barely worked, but she was slow because she was clumsy and lumbering. I wondered how she even survived in a place like this.
"I-I'm d-dressed now..."
"Get out here quick. Fuck, if this goes south, you're the first one I kill. Got it?"
Smack—
"Ah, oof—"
She got smacked on the back of the head. I couldn't understand why I was staring so intently at the scene, but her awkward behavior kept drawing my eyes.
It was buried under the huge issue of "me" right now, but before I arrived, she must have been the one getting picked on.
"O-Okay..."
"And thinking about it, this ten-year bitch has been bossing us around like crazy. She's out of her mind."
"Hey, hey, hold it. Let's go for now."
That chilling glare she'd given me earlier was completely gone. Now, only the insecure eyes of a somewhat dim-witted woman remained.
"..."
Who is she?
That woman.
Gazing at her slightly hunched back that sparked my curiosity,
I painfully made my way out of the shower room.
Now wasn't the time to fuss over some random villain. I needed to head to the most dangerous one and snap back to attention.
"Mmm~ Baby~! I missed you so much. Did it hurt a lot? Hmm?"
With shameless brazenness,
Creep spread her arms wide and cheered the moment she saw me.
"Lie down quick. Aww... You can't even lie properly. The girls did a real number on you, huh?"
Like a mother welcoming her son home after school, her embrace overflowed with boundless love and affection.
I couldn't deny it.
Truth can't be hidden.
"You've reflected on it, right? You won't do it again, will you?"
Even so, in the deepest corner of that grand love,
something pitch-black and repulsive lurked.
"..."
"Not answering? Whatever, it's fine. My baby's smart, so I believe he won't do bad things anymore."
Bad things.
How could that vile mouth dare utter the words "bad things"?
"Anyway, starting tomorrow, you'll be doing full prison life. Huh? Wait, is today Monday? No? Sunday? Whatever! Our prison has its own rules! You have to join activities diligently on weekdays! Remember that."
I arrived here Friday afternoon,
got tormented all night by Acid and Black Owl,
gave my statement at dawn,
met Creep Saturday morning,
was forced into a kiss,
beaten,
tortured under the guise of "education,"
and now it was Sunday.
Another tough day.
Scardi's potato chips,
Justice's visit,
more beatings,
one weird villain.
Hard to believe all this happened in just three days.
It's only been three days.
Who knows how many more years I have to endure, and already in three days, I've been through every humiliation, dying a little each day.
"Weekends give you some freedom, but weekdays are no joke. Mornings start with roll call right out of your cell. Then about an hour of cleaning, lunch after, socialization education in the afternoon, and free time around dinner. Pretty relaxed schedule, right?"
Bad news.
"Freedom" meant hell opening up for dominated weaklings like me.
Activities under guard supervision at least guaranteed some safety and rest.
Otherwise,
I'd be stuck by Creep's side all day.
"Just half-ass the cleaning and education, then hang out with me. So many things I wanna do with you."
Another problem.
As Creep had mentioned before, she genuinely seemed to be looking forward to sex with me.
Even now, her fingertips trailed over my body, creating a lewd atmosphere. My whole body screamed in pain just from breathing after the beating, but where her hand passed, chills replaced the agony.
"Get better quick. Got it?"
Sunday evening,
the final moments of a weekend that would be blissful for some, and Creep and I imagined the looming future, our emotions laid bare.
Creep grinning widely,
and me trembling in fear.
"This is our first time. The day you and I truly become one."
Unconcealed bewilderment. Anxiety. Burden. Revulsion.
Did she even understand what pregnancy meant? Lifting her top to flash her navel made my mind scream.
"So rest up. Sleep if you want. You'll be staying up a bit longer tonight anyway."
But all that instability
sank away under Creep's hand on my forehead.
"You'll obey, right?"
That wasn't a question. It was a declaration.
Close your eyes and sleep now, or she'll call the gang and punish you immediately.
Now wasn't the time to resist. If torture disguised as "education" was inevitable, no need to rush it.
Better later,
before Creep mounts me and fills her with cum—push her off then.
That's all.
This wasn't fear. Wasn't bending my principles.
"Hah... Nngh..."
Absolutely not. I'm just envisioning a bigger future.
Minimize meaningless resistance, never break,
and resist with retaliation when truly necessary.
"Baby, doesn't it feel good...?"
No need to stiffen up rigidly. The top priority is escaping this place someday and proving my innocence to everyone.
Until then, somehow keep breathing. Even if called a coward, endure.
In this situation with no outside help, claw my way through from inside to plot an escape.
"Way better than I imagined... Nngh. Hurts a little, but still good."
The situation always spirals to the worst,
I'm treated like war spoils,
"Move your hand, baby. Yeah, like that. Now breathe again."
"Gasp! Cough... Hack, heok..."
but as long as my spirit doesn't break.
I can do this.
"What's this? We could've just enjoyed it. You always make me the bad guy."
"G-Get... off... Hic..."
I'm not trapped with the villains.
The villains are trapped with me.
"Really wanna kill you sometimes. Our first night isn't romantic. See? Acting like that just pisses me off. Why do you always act this way?"
Creep says she wants to kill me, but actually, she can't. That's what gives me a sliver of courage.
No matter how low my life sinks, I won't die.
"Not sorry? Hmm? Answer me. You are, right? Apologize, and I'll forgive you a bit."
A life more painful than death awaits,
but I won't bend.
"...No c-compromise... w-with... v-villains."
I won't yield.
"Wow, you're really something."
I won't change.
"Acting like that... makes me love you all the way to my toes. Nngh? Baby."
I won't crumble.
I have to hold on.
...Please.