The Ferocious Rabbit Devours Flesh ~Survival of the Fittest at a School in a Chastity-Reversed World~ - 6

Chapter 6: The Two Bodyguards 3

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Sana Kuroki’s life was always restricted. From a young age, she was made to take numerous lessons, and her spare time was spent solely on relentless studying. Calligraphy, piano, swimming, and on top of schoolwork, studying for various certifications. There was no such thing as free time; far from having time to play, she was never even able to make friends.

This lifestyle continued from elementary school through high school, and even until she graduated from university. During elementary and junior high school, she hated this life. She hated the mother who forced this life upon her as well. However, by the time she reached high school, she had become accustomed to it and no longer felt anything toward her mother. She simply performed what she was told to do mechanically.

She entered a university her mother chose for her career path, and for employment, she became an escort officer, just as her mother had decided. Her mother had served as an escort officer in her youth, worked until her term expired at age thirty, and after that, devoted herself to raising Sana with the income she had earned as an officer.

When Sana’s employment as an escort officer was finalized, her mother looked happy. Ever since Sana was a child, her mother had constantly told her it was a good profession in terms of income and for building relationships with men. After becoming an escort officer, Sana left her hometown for the first time and began living alone in Tokyo. Escort officers had a one-year training period, and that period was the most free time she had ever had in her life.

On her days off, she walked all over the city. She strolled through clothing stores, went into cafes she had seen featured in videos, and visited tourist spots. The world looked radiant to her, perhaps because she had been suppressed for so long. Then, as she walked the streets every holiday, a certain shop caught her eye. It was an adult establishment.

Having never even masturbated before, she grew curious about what an adult shop was like. When she timidly entered, her partner turned out to be a woman. That made sense. An adult establishment with a male partner would cost more money than one could ever have. She paid the fee for one hour with a “staff choice” partner, entered the assigned room, and waited.

The person who arrived was a woman with a baby face who was shorter than her. Sana spent the next hour being made to climax continuously by her. At first, her breasts and clitoris were toyed with relentlessly, making her squirt violently. After that, the walls inside her vagina were knocked with fingers, making her squirt again. She was kept on the brink of climax using various toys like rotators, vibrators, and double-headed dildos. Once the hour passed, she left the shop utterly exhausted. And so, she became addicted to pleasure.

On weekdays when she had work, she spent her time after returning home masturbating fervently with toys. At first, it was just dildos and rotators, but she branched out into various things like anal beads and nipple rotators. On her days off, she frequented the adult shops. Initially, she went to shops with standard play, but she began going to places that offered increasingly hardcore play, until finally, she grew to love being made to climax while bound and blindfolded. Even though she was supposed to have gained her freedom, her physical pleasure craved restriction.

The training period ended, and she began working formally as an escort officer. She was given the job of guarding a boy named Yuuto Usami for the three years until his high school graduation. The main content of the job was likely surveillance rather than guarding. Guarding him was quite easy. He was communicative and didn’t say selfish things. He told her, “If you’re bored, you can do whatever you like.” She was given an unexpected amount of idle time, and at night, she indulged in masturbation as usual.

One day, she witnessed it. The sight through the gap in the door was shocking. A male-dominant sex. Unlike sex where the woman straddles the man, it was intense sex where the man attacked the woman from behind. It wasn’t like the sex using the strap-ons or double-headed dildos she had used at the adult shops.

A real penis was entering and exiting Shiraishi’s inside. She envied her colleague, who was moaning as if it felt wonderful. The colleague’s face was bright red and sweaty when she returned. 

While trying to act as natural as possible, Sana said, “Ah, you’re late.”

When she said that, her colleague Shiraishi replied with a bit of agitation, “I was asked all sorts of things…”

Sana felt a sense of emptiness. That night, she pleasured herself more intensely than usual. Recalling that scene burned into her eyes.

I want it too. I want his cock to be shoved violently into my pussy.

While pleasuring herself with those thoughts, she felt empty after she came. She felt miserable, climaxing with a toy like this.

The next day, her colleague was not called away. Shiraishi was restless, and she looked a little sad when she realized she wouldn’t be called. That night, Sana tried to pleasure herself again. The moment she was about to insert the vibrator, a notification rang on her smartphone. When she checked it, he had written for her to come to his room.

Recalling that scene, her love juices began to drip. Anticipating what was to come, she headed to his room and knocked. A voice told her she could enter, and she stepped inside. He was smiling as usual.

“You were watching through the gap in the door yesterday, weren’t you?”

Her heart skipped a beat when he said that. She had been caught. She should have been flustered, but a part of her was full of anticipation.

“…Yes, I was watching.”

“You were holding yourself down there, after all.”

Being told that, she became too embarrassed to say anything. Silence fell over the room. He continued to look at her while smiling. She knew she had to say something, but nothing would come out. Rather than an excuse, she found herself thinking about his cock. She had to say something.

I want to say ‘please give me your cock,’ but I can’t.

Something inside her got in the way, preventing her from speaking. Time ticked away. Thinking this was bad, Sana…

“What happened, taking your clothes off like that?”

She had taken off her clothes. Her face was likely bright red. Her whole body felt hot from shame. Words still wouldn’t come. She simply placed her hands on the desk and pointed her buttocks toward him.

“Alright then.”

He said that with a wry smile, and she heard the sound of his trousers sliding off. Her waist was grabbed, and something hot was pressed against her pussy.

I did it! I did it! I’m getting his cock.

The version of her rejoicing internally had gone a bit mad. He proceeded to push inside, stretching her out to her depths. And then, he reached the very back.

“Ugh… ♡”

It was thick and long. Even among dildos and vibrators, there was nothing like this.

This is the real thing… it feels so good… ♡

He then began to move. His cock moved in and out, grinding against her pussy.

“Ah! ♡… Ah! ♡… Ah! ♡”

The voice she couldn’t produce earlier was now coming out as lewd moans. Unable to withstand the pleasure, she moaned as if screaming without trying to hold back. Each thrust seemed to demonstrate to her how different this was from a toy.

“How is it? Does it feel good?”

“Y-Yes… ♡… Ah… ♡… It feels… so good…! ♡”

Unlike before, she was able to give an answer. It seemed that whatever had been obstructing her had vanished the moment his cock entered her. The slapping sounds grew faster. The frequency of the electrical surges of pleasure increased in proportion to the sound.

“I’m cumming.”

After declaring so, he gripped her waist tightly and poured it deep inside her.

“Ah… ♡, Ahhhhhhhhhhh… ♡”

Intense pleasure assaulted her as she was filled inside. It was on a completely different level than when she had been made to climax by a woman. Unable to maintain her posture, she slumped down onto the floor. The semen leaking from her pussy dripped onto the floor. Breathing raggedly, she looked back at him. There, even after ejaculation, was his magnificent cock. A cock decorated with her love juices and his semen.

“Suck it clean.”

If I don’t follow instructions, I won’t get his cock again.

Thinking that, she opened her mouth without hesitation and took his cock in up to the base. While a blowjob on a strap-on between women felt cold, the real cock was hot and pulsating. The cock had an obscene flavor, a mix of her love juices, his semen, and the natural taste of the penis itself. She used her tongue to clean it meticulously. So that he would be satisfied, and so she could have his cock again.

The next night and the night after that, she was called and they had sex. He continued to release his essence into her pussy and her mouth over and over. She had already been trained by him to the point where she could no longer be satisfied by toys or acts between women. Then, after the act was over, as he wiped away the semen dripping from her private parts, he said,

“Sana-san, become my sex slave that I can fuck anytime.”

There was no option for her to refuse. Rather, she was happy. Even though she had lamented her lack of freedom, she had chosen to be restricted for the sake of pleasure.

“Yes… ♡. I, Sana Kuroki, will become Yuuto Usamii-sama’s sex slave… ♡”

The moment she declared herself a sex slave, she felt as though she had been liberated from everything. He laughed with satisfaction, got into bed, and invited her under the covers.

“Sana-san, come here.”

“Yes, Yuuto-sama… ♡”

When she got into the futon, he pulled her close to his chest. He was sturdy and warm. She was happy to have become a sex slave. From then on, she shared a futon with him every day. This time spent chatting idly before sleep was her favorite time, second only to the sex.

“Have you not been doing it with Yuri-san lately?”

“When I tried to make her a sex slave like you, Sana-san, it got a bit awkward.”

That was what he said. But Sana knew. She could tell from Shiraishi’s demeanor that she was agonizing every day because she wasn’t being invited. She knew that Shiraishi’s body surely craved Yuto-sama.

“Yuuto-sama, may I have a moment?”

She spoke to Yuuto-sama. If Shiraishi became Yuuto-sama’s sex slave, they would be able to have sex anytime, not just at night like this. Besides, becoming his sex slave was a blissful thing. Unlike women, he gave her real pleasure, and unlike other men, he gave her pleasure over and over again…

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