Chapter 10 – The Kiss of Submission

“Yuichi, I’ll crush you flat right like this.”

“With the stinky feet senpai loves so much, I’ll squish you pop♪”

“Farewell, Yuichi-san. Ending your life under a woman’s foot must be your greatest wish.”

The three of them lifted their feet as they spoke.

Hiratsuka’s healthy foot is wrapped in stockings.

Akashi-san’s adorable foot is wrapped in white socks.

Tomoe-senpai’s foot is beautiful like a work of art.

Each one was unique, yet every foot was irresistibly alluring as they came down on me.

Soon the three soles grew huge, completely covering me—

“Uwaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!”

The moment I was crushed, I screamed and bolted upright in bed.

With my heart thud-thud pounding and my breathing ragged, I slowly scanned the dimly lit room and calmed myself.

…It was a dream.

What a terrifying dream. I had been stepped on and crushed like a bug by the three of them.

Was this the fear I felt toward the girls? As the thought crossed my mind, I realized my back was drenched in cold sweat.

“…Guess I’ll take a shower.”

I climbed out of bed and trudged heavily toward the changing room. The moment I peeled off my sweat-soaked pajamas and underwear, I caught sight of my whole body in the mirror.

The words ‘Circle Property’ were written across my shaved groin. Since it had been done with a permanent marker, the ink wouldn’t wash off and remained branded on my skin.

“Uu…”

What a pathetic sight.

A miserable slave who had lost not only his pride as a man but even his dignity as a human being. That was me now.

Training will begin again tomorrow.

I wondered what they would do to me this time. I really didn’t want anything painful…

I wiped away the tears forming at the corners of my eyes and stepped into the bathroom.

…

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“Ufufu, you were waiting in position like a good boy. Very impressive.”

The next day.

In the usual student guidance room, I stood completely naked in a standby pose.

The members of this slut circle could show up at any time. If they arrived and I wasn’t in the proper stance, I had no idea what kind of punishment would follow… The terror they had instilled in me left me with no choice but to tremble and wait.

Today, one of the members arrived even earlier than I expected.

It was Tomoe-senpai.

“G-Good work, Shizuka-sama…”

The instant I confirmed she was here, I greeted her. Senpai chuckled softly, closed the door, and locked it.

“It seems you’ve been properly trained in basic etiquette.”

Saying so, she set her bag down and slowly approached me.

The senpai drawing near was as breathtakingly beautiful as ever.

Long black hair like a clear stream. Cool, refreshing eyes framed by long lashes. Skin as pure white as a lily, and a perfectly balanced, stunning figure.

The very picture of a graceful Yamato nadeshiko whom anyone would turn to look at on the street. That was Tomoe Shizuka-senpai.

And right now that same girl was wearing…

“Then, let’s begin your training right away.”

…such a lewd, domineering expression. Who would ever believe it?

With her true nature fully exposed, Senpai walked straight to the locker in the back of the room. It was locked, but she took a key from her bosom and easily unlocked it.

The moment the door opened with a metallic scrape and revealed the contents, I let out a silent scream.

Inside were whips, candles, handcuffs, collars, and other restraints. There were even vibrator-shaped devices modeled after cocks and what looked like enema kits.

“Ufufu, surprised? These are the supplies we use for circle activities. You could call them your senpai as well.”

Senpai happily pulled out a bright red hemp rope.

“Now, put your arms behind your back.”

“Eh…”

“I’m going to tie you up with this rope and dress you in the proper slave outfit.”

“…………”

Realizing resistance was pointless, I obediently followed the order.

“Fufufu, such a good, honest boy. There we go—arms bound, body bound…”

With practiced hands, senpai wound the rope around me. The coarse fibers pressed against my skin, giving my whole body an intense, strange pressure.

“Finally, one loop around your crotch… and done.”

“U-Uu…”

In the blink of an eye, she had finished the tortoise-shell binding. Both arms tied behind me, I was now completely deprived of freedom.

“My, my… it suits you so well, Yuichi-san. The perfect look for a masochistic slave.”

Looking down at me, senpai smiled with clear delight.

“Alright, preparations are complete… Shall we begin?”

With those words, she slipped a hand under her skirt and smoothly slid off the panties she was wearing.

Elegant white fabric tangled around her slender fingers before slipping away from her feet.

I had been unconsciously following her panties with my eyes when senpai suddenly nudged my upper body with her foot.

Bound as I was, I couldn’t resist and toppled backward, landing on my back like an upended frog.

The ceiling filled my vision for a split second—then a dark shadow completely covered it.

Thud!

“Nngh!?”

Shizuka-senpai’s soft ass settled heavily onto my face.

Last time panties had covered it, but this time it was bare skin…

Her surprisingly full, plump cheeks pressed down, smothering my face completely. Her body heat and obscene feminine scent flooded straight into my nose.

“Now then… first, I’ll have you give me the kiss of submission.”

Senpai shifted more of her weight down, burying her peach-like ass even deeper into my face.

A kiss… but where exactly?

I understood perfectly, yet I still hesitated.

Right above my mouth was her beautiful, tiny puckered flower. Senpai was ordering me to kiss her asshole.

“What are you doing, Yuichi-san? You’re a slave now. Giving your mistress a pledge kiss is only natural, isn’t it?”

Senpai sounded slightly displeased as she pressed down even harder.

But no matter how much it was an order, pressing my mouth to her excretory organ—the place filth came out of—still made me hesitate.

“What’s the matter? Hurry up and kiss it.”

“U-Uu…”

“…I said kiss it!”

The next instant, a shock ran through my crotch, and fierce pain exploded.

Senpai had brought her heel down on my rock-hard cock.

The heavy agony made me writhe, but with my face ridden and arms bound, all I could do was make the ropes creak.

Overwhelmed by the fear of more pain, I pressed my trembling lips against senpai’s tiny rosebud.

“…”

A warm, mellow scent.

The repeatedly contracting little hole was far more lewd and sensual than I had imagined.

“…Is this your first time?”

“!”

Hearing her question, I remembered that I still hadn’t had my first kiss.

In other words, my very first kiss was going to be…

“It seems I guessed correctly… Your first kiss is with a woman’s asshole…”

Her mood apparently restored, senpai laughed at me plenty before grinding her ass against my face again.

“Well, for a masochist like you, it might be the perfect kissing partner. Ufufufu.”

“U-Uu…”

The humiliation brought tears to my eyes. Yet at the same time, the strange excitement of actually kissing senpai’s asshole was undeniable.

“Now… next, I’ll have you lick it.”

Senpai pushed her asshole even more firmly against my mouth.

Having already kissed it once, any resistance I felt had mostly vanished.

I extended my tongue and began licking the slightly opened pucker. An indescribable taste spread through my mouth, and wet slurp-slurp sounds like a dog drinking water echoed in the room.

“Lick every single wrinkle clean. That’s an order.”

Senpai commanded, then poked my cock with her toes.

My dick was already fully erect, precum leaking from the tip.

Moaning from the abnormal pleasure, I obediently ran my tongue along every fold around her asshole.

Then the hole slowly flexed, and hot air leaked out.

“Nnh… That feels nice… Here’s your reward.”

Pffft!!

A filthy sound and crude stench, unthinkable from the usual elegant, beautiful senpai.

“Thanks to your licking, it seems my bowels are moving nicely.”

Puuu!!

“Your tongue stopped. Keep moving it until I say you may rest.”

Prrrrrrrrrt!!

Again and again, she farted right in my face, the intense sulfurous odor stabbing into my nostrils.

Every time I nearly gagged, but the fear of another kick to my cock forced me to keep desperately licking.

Then something slick and viscous began to drip onto my face.

That unique scent and raw taste… It was senpai’s love juices.

“Nnh… Such a nice feeling. Come on, wrap your tongue around it more.”

Her asshole tightened with a squeeze, clamping down on my tongue. A distinctive bitterness stimulated the tip.

Suppressing the rising nausea, I wriggled my tongue and licked every inch of her inner walls.

Her juices flowed more and more until my entire face was coated in the sticky fluid.

It was like I was deep-kissing senpai’s asshole.

“Fufufu, time to deliver the finishing blow… Nnh.”

She exhaled deeply, then bore down—

Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt!!

The loudest fart yet blasted me with intense warm wind.

At the same time, an overwhelming stench shot straight from my nose into my brain.

“~~~~~~!”

The force pushed my tongue out of her hole, and in that instant, my head went completely white from the stench.

My cock erupted, shooting thick ropes of cum.

Twice in a row—I had climaxed from senpai’s farts.

“…My, my. I was planning to reward your decent tongue work by tormenting you with my feet… Ufufu, but it seems that wasn’t necessary.”

Seeing me cum from her own farts, senpai looked thoroughly satisfied and smiled happily.

Meanwhile, I had finished ejaculating and was still suffering from the lingering after-scent of her gas right under my nose.

“I originally planned to make you lick until sunset, but I’ve changed my mind. Yuichi-san, you seem to have even more masochistic talent than I imagined. So… let’s move on to the next stage of training.”

Next stage… The terrifying words sent a chill down my spine.

What more could she possibly do?

As my body trembled in fear—

“Nnh…”

A soft sigh escaped senpai’s lips.

Pssshhhhhhhhhh!!

A warm golden stream jetted powerfully from senpai’s most private place.

“Habuh!? Aboboooahhh!?”

The murky golden torrent, carrying a thick ammonia scent, mercilessly rained down on my face in splashing droplets.

The force was like a waterfall; it flooded my mouth, forced its way into my nose, and made breathing instantly difficult.

Piss ran all the way to the tips of my hair, and soon a golden puddle began forming around my head.

“How does my piss taste? There’s plenty more, so savor it to your heart’s content.”

Senpai spoke with a perfectly calm face while I choked and coughed repeatedly under the endless downpour.

“I’m not a demon. I won’t demand you swallow every drop from the start. For today, just remember the taste and smell.”

A completely different bitterness and stench from the farts flowed down my throat, burning like fire.

Drowning in piss.

In my hazy consciousness, all I could do was lie there and take the golden deluge that filled my entire field of vision.

The seemingly endless urination gradually weakened and finally came to an end.

By then, my whole body was soaked in piss, and the student guidance room was filled with a strange heat and the heavy scent of ammonia.

“…Did you enjoy it?”

Senpai stood up and looked down at my face, now a sticky mess of urine and tears.

Through my blurred vision, I could faintly see her smiling with mockery.

She took several tissues from somewhere, wiped her soiled crotch, and slipped her panties back on. Then she pressed the piss-soaked tissues directly onto my face. The soggy, filthy tissues clung perfectly to my skin, making me feel even more utterly pathetic.

“Alright, that’s enough for today. I’ll be heading home now, but make sure you clean the floor properly before you leave.”

Senpai adjusted her clothes as if nothing had happened and headed for the door.

“Yuichi-san.”

Just as her hand touched the doorknob, she turned back.

“A proper slave drinks a woman’s piss without spilling a drop… Eventually, you’ll have to take even filthier things into your mouth. Do your best.”

Leaving those spine-chilling words behind, senpai walked out.

“…………”

Left alone in the puddle of piss, I blankly pondered the meaning of her final words.

For a slave, drinking piss was only natural. And even filthier things…

“Uu…”

I couldn’t tell whether the liquid running down my cheeks was senpai’s urine or my own tears.

And so my life as the circle’s property had begun in the worst possible way.