Chapter 59 - Infinite Climax Torture
Chapter 59 - Infinite Climax Torture
(Illustration provided at the bottom for reference.)
"Ah... Ugh...?"
Hana slowly opened her eyes.
Where am I? What was I even doing...?
Before she could dwell on those questions, she tried to move—
Clunk.
"Huh...?"
Her arms and legs were restrained.
She panicked.
But soon, she turned her head—the only part she could move—left and right, assessing her situation.
Clank. Clank.
She was bound face-down on some kind of device, restrained in a dog-like position.
Her arms were stretched forward, locked into rigid metal restraints positioned ahead of her head.
Her legs were trapped in ankle cuffs at the base of the device's legs, completely immobilized.
Normally, being restrained like this would mean her ample chest would be crushed uncomfortably—
But she felt none of that.
Instead, there was a strange hollowness, a sensation of sagging, as if the space beneath her chest was completely open.
What the hell is going on?
Why am I tied up like this?
Just as unease began creeping in—
"Oh, you're awake."
A familiar voice.
Her anxiety melted away, replaced by giddy relief.
If she had a tail, she'd have wagged it like an excited puppy greeting its master.
"Master...!"
Hana twisted her neck toward the sound of Yang Taegum's voice, straining against her restraints to find him.
But her limited range of motion made it impossible. Frustrated, she called out desperately.
"M-Master? Where are you? You're nearby, right? Huh?"
"Ah, I'm right behind you. No need to squirm."
SMACK!
"Hyaaah?!"
Taegum punctuated his words by delivering a sharp slap to her plump, round buttocks.
The stinging pain made her jerk, but the restraints held firm, reducing her struggle to a feeble wiggle.
Taegum leisurely admired her naked, voluptuous figure before stepping closer, kneading her exposed breasts through the open slot.
Squish. Squish.
"Any idea why you're in this position? Anything coming back to you?"
The familiar touch brought both comfort and arousal. She answered breathlessly.
"Well... I mean... I was definitely doing something fun with you..."
Memories surfaced.
She had been punishing him—disciplinary "training" under the guise of sadistic play—
Until her concentration faltered, her telekinetic grip slipped, and he reversed their positions.
Then, pinned beneath him in the breeding press position, she was pounded so hard she thought her brain might melt from pleasure—
"Ah."
"Remember everything now?"
"Yes..."
She nodded meekly.
The memories were vivid—how she had used her telekinesis to block his release for thirty minutes, relentlessly riding his cock with her ass, lost in ecstasy.
"But... what does that have to do with this...?"
Taegum smacked his forehead at her oblivious question.
She clearly didn't understand how cruel her actions had been.
"Hana."
"Yes?"
"Unlike women, men experience pain when that happens."
"Huh?"
"When you blocked my release and prioritized your own pleasure for thirty minutes, I thought I was going to die from the agony."
"..."
Hana fell silent.
Putting his words together, she realized—everything she'd done to please him had instead caused suffering.
Guilt surged, but before she could apologize, he spoke again.
"How do you think you'd feel if that happened to you?"
"...I think... I'd enjoy it."
"Figured as much."
Hana didn't understand that pleasure could become torture.
She'd never endured training this intense—and he had avoided such brutal methods with her.
But now?
Now was the time to draw the blade.
"I'm going to teach you why you shouldn't do that. Directly. On your body. For about three hours."
"Huh? Master? Master?!"
Click.
Taegum flipped a switch on the device.
BZZZZZT—
"Eh? Ehh?!"
The machine hummed to life.
Panicked, Hana thrashed, trying to break free—but it was useless.
As a last resort, she tried telekinesis on the metal cuffs around her wrists and ankles—
But they didn't budge.
Her instincts screamed that she couldn't let this continue—but she had no way to stop it.
Desperate, she switched tactics, pleading.
"Master? I-I've learned my lesson! P-Please let me go—Ghk?!"
SHLORP.
A thick anal vibrator rammed into her unprepared hole.
Her muscles clenched tight, refusing to relax—
But the toy forced its way in, plunging deep into her rectum.
Pain flared as her lower abdomen bulged, making it hard to breathe.
"Hhhuuuk...!!"
When Master did this, he always prepped her gently first.
But this brutal penetration—with a toy nearly as thick as him—stretched her to the brink, her insides burning.
Vrrrrrr—
Then, another sound—something spinning.
"HAAAAAAAH♥♥?!!!!"
Something attacked her pussy and clit.
Her hips convulsed violently, but the machine held her in place.
Beneath her lower half, the Automatic Clit Development Turntable whirred to life.
Its wheel-like surface, studded with pink nodules, spun rapidly—
Soft enough not to injure, but relentless in its stimulation.
SPLOOOOOSH—
"Hnnnnghhh♥♥♥!!!"
Less than thirty seconds in—
Her pussy gushed like a fountain as she came hard.
The moment her clit peaked, the anal vibrator kicked into action.
Bzzzt—THRUST! Bzzzt—THRUST! Bzzzt—THRUST!
With each mechanical pulse, the toy withdrew completely—
Then slammed back in, pistoning at speeds no human could match.
Starting at 2-3 thrusts per second—
Then escalating to 5-6.
Her rectum burned from the friction.
"HAAAAAAAAANG♥♥♥...!!!!"
Anal and clitoral orgasms hit simultaneously, blanking her mind as she screamed.
But the machine didn't stop.
BZZZZZZT—
THRUST-THRUST-THRUST-THRUST—
Then—something lifted her hanging breasts.
Their weight pressed them flat like pancakes before the device's inner mechanisms activated.
Vrrrrrr—
Just as she feared—the Breast Development Device engaged.
Rotating plates lined with soft nodules massaged her nipples and breasts without pause.
"Nnnnghhhh♥♥♥...!!!"
The assault wasn't limited to her ass and pussy—
Now her tits were under siege.
SPLOOOOOSH—!!
Triple orgasm—ass, clit, and tits.
Her juices gushed, soaking the machine and pooling beneath her.
"MasterMaster...!!! I'msorryI'msorrypleaseletmegoIcan'ttakethisI'llgocrazyyyyy...!!!!"
SPLOOOOOSH—!!
But her cries echoed unanswered.
Only the machine's relentless hum filled the room.
THRUST-THRUST-THRUST-THRUST—
The anal vibrator pistoned at inhuman speeds, her pink hole stretched to its limit.
Orgasm after orgasm wracked her ass—
And her pussy and tits fared no better.
The turntable's nodules scraped her clit and pussy with ruthless efficiency, wringing out endless climaxes.
Meanwhile, the breast device's rotating plates milked her nipples—
Dragging her into unfamiliar, overwhelming nipple orgasms.
"Nghhhh-toomuch-toomuch-stopplease-Ican't-any-more-EEEEEEEEH♥♥♥♥!!!!"
SPLOOOOOSH—
SPLOOOOOSH—
SPLOOOOSH—
Every few seconds, another brutal orgasm shattered her.
Less than ten minutes in—
She'd already climaxed over thirty times.
Three hours.
Master had said three hours.
If she endured that long, his anger would subside.
She'd be freed.
But...
But......
"MasterI'msorryIcan'tlastthreehourspleaseletmegoIcan'thandleitpleeeeease♥♥♥!!!!"
Her desperate cries dissolved into the machine's noise.
Tears and snot streamed down her face as she surrendered to the pleasure-torture.
THRUST-THRUST-THRUST—
BZZZZZZZZT—
VRRRRRRRR—
"NnnnnAAAAAAAAAAAH♥♥♥♥...!!!!"
SPLOOOOOSH—
SPLOOOOOSH—
Soon, even thought melted away—
Leaving only pleasure.
......
"Man, I'm starving. Time to order chicken."
Taegum decided he deserved a hearty meal after all his hard work!
(Illustration: A rough sketch of the torture device for reference.)