A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 298: Slave Auction House (11) **

Chapter 298: Slave Auction House (11) **

When do you start and end your teaching assistantship?

Slaves do not have the authority to decide that.

It's natural. They are slaves because they are not guaranteed even the most basic human rights.

Although criminal slaves or war slaves who became slaves through legal procedures have their own rights, they still receive unreasonable treatment compared to ordinary people.

There is no need to talk about being a sex slave in a crime city.

If you think about it, it is a worldview without the concept of human rights in the first place. Still, there is some duty between humans.

But there are exceptions to everything, and there are exceptions to the saying that slaves have no rights.

High-class slaves called A-class and S-class slaves are one of the exceptions.

There is a reason why people are given adjectives such as A-class or S-class when they are merely slaves.

Because it's actually amazing.

Justitia, a princess of a country, is a good example.

In addition, they are rare races and have exceptionally high magical power. There are various reasons.

These high-class slaves cannot be replaced when the time comes, so they are treated fairly even if they are slaves.

If you look at Justitia's emotional side, she probably doesn't have such a harsh life.

Anyway, since I am one of those high-class slaves, there is something I can ask for.

A representative example is the right to rest when resting.

Simply put, it is the right to refuse sexual intercourse unless it is during teaching hours or working hours. Just like an ordinary citizen.

Then you might be thinking, how is that any different from a professional prostitute? Right. It's not much different. So I'm saying it's amazing.

However, rights that would normally be considered privileges were now poisonous.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Today's teaching assistant is over. Go back to your room. "You don't want me to show you the way, do you?"

"..."

This guy. I definitely know.

I know that I cannot be satisfied by applying a lot of medicine and taking a long time to warm up my body.

They are doing this knowingly and on purpose.

To make myself want it.

"Excuse me... "

"Why? Speak quickly. I'm busy too."

Bisil really urged me on without looking busy at all.

What should I say?

Please put it in? Please do a little more?

No matter what I said, he was grumpy and didn't seem to listen properly.

However, my body was so hot that I couldn't bear to send Bisil away like this.

It would be better to accomplish the mission if I just let it go.

During the break, you can recover your stamina, review your strategy, sneak away and secure an escape route...

Just thinking about it for a few seconds, it occurred to me how beneficial it would be to send Bisil here as is.

On the contrary, when you give up these numerous benefits and hold on to Bishil, all you can gain is pleasure.

Even though I'm playing this game to have sex, I still have to do my job and have fun.

I haven't figured anything out yet, so I don't plan on enjoying it alone.

Therefore... All you have to do is be patient.

Bisil will leave in a little while.

Then things will get a little better.

No, but I can't help my aching body. Wouldn't it be better to feel better and refreshed quickly?

No, not that either. Is there any guarantee that sex will end quickly?

In the first place, this situation itself was planned by Bisil. Nothing will happen if you just keep following along as intended.

But, then what about my body? What is this hot body that craves pleasure?

My mind is confused.

I feel like I have two thoughts.

The idea of ??quietly enjoying pleasure and the idea of ??having to endure it for now for the sake of the strategy.

Unable to bear the thoughts that crossed my mind dozens of times in a single moment, I closed my eyes.

– Tak. Tak.

It was much more bearable since I couldn't see the man in front of me right away.

– Tak. Tak.

My body still aches. I want to open my eyes right now and squeeze my dick.

But you still have to endure it...

– Tak. Widely. Tak.

... But, what does this mean?

A dull sound that was heard a while ago.

It was a small sound, but when I closed my eyes, I became more sensitive to the sound and was able to hear it.

I think I heard it somewhere.

The moment I thought that.

"... Huh?!"

A strong smell pierced my nose.

I reflexively opened my eyes and checked where the smell was coming from.

I confirmed it.

As I closed my eyes, I saw Bisil's cock shaking nearby.

I wasn't even masturbating.

It's just shaking up and down, as if dispersing the smell.

However, every time that strong male scent hit my nose, my complicated mind became neatly organized.

However, the direction of the organization was not helpful for the purpose of infiltration...

Ah...

I can't take it anymore.

"Fuck me."

"Yes? "What?"

"I want you to fuck me! Because I can't stand it!"

"Is that a favor? "I don't know."

"... Please fuck me! Please!"

"Hmm... Still, I decided to end my teaching assistantship here today. Isn't it a bit much for me to touch it even though it's not teaching time? After all, my role is as a teaching assistant. "I don't really feel like doing it."

This is really... !

I want to squeeze it.

I want to knock him down by punching him in the head and use him as a living dildo with only his cock erect. Because you can erect your dick even if you are unconscious. I'm sure it would feel so good that you'd go crazy if you were to ride on a towering dick and shake your hips, right?

But Bisil was still holding the end of my leash.

Since I wasn't the type to get pleasure from pain, I had no choice but to do what Bisil wanted to feel better.

"Please stick your dick in my bitch hole! You can use it however you want and ejaculate as is! Please make me feel good with my hot, squishy wet pussy covered in a lot of aphrodisiacs... !"

I shouted without knowing what I was saying with my head clouded by unresolved excitement.

Anyway, words to seduce a man. I randomly chose words that I thought I had heard before in men's doujinshi or games and spewed them out.

Did I seduce you properly?

Bisil had a blank expression for a moment, but then laughed out loud and fell asleep.

Only after laughing a lot did I put my dick to my pussy.

"Kkkk... Hey. This is amazing. How did you become a teaching assistant to say all this? Good. It was fun, so I'll give it a special thumbs up."

"Thank you... Wow?"

– Push shot!

... ???

Just once.

After applying a lot of aphrodisiacs, the body that had been anxious for a while reached its climax with just one insertion.

It felt like a pillar of hot fire was piercing my body.

My body became so sensitive that I wondered if this had ever happened before. It was sensitive enough to be aware of each and every wrinkle in the vagina that the glans scratched.

Scratching, crushing, wrapping, wrapping around.

Every movement the body instinctively made to seek pleasure came back as stimulation.

Stimulation to the point of violence.

The body, which desperately wanted stimulation, became infinitely sensitive not to miss even the slightest stimulation, like the ground cracked by drought and drinking rainwater.

All that stimulation came as pleasure and hit me.

"Ah... Ah, ha... Haaaaa... ?"

"You begged like that. Just a little bit is enough to kill you. Hey. Are you alive?"

"Ahhh... More, more... "

"Is he alive?"

– Slam!

"Hmm?"

Bisil screamed and hit her palm.

Her breasts, stomach, thighs, and butt cheeks were all hit.

Even while screaming violently, it was professional to moderately control the force of the hitting hand so as not to cause too much pain.

– Voila!

Her palm swung once again, leaving a red handprint on her white skin.

But instead of it being painful, it just felt nice and refreshing, like tapping an itchy spot.

I wish you could hit me a little more.

"Under. I can't believe you like it even after getting beaten up. Are you saying that an S-class slave can enjoy anything? "A bitch who doesn't even need training!"

I can't hear well.

As if all the body's consciousness was focused on sexual sensations, something could be heard, but not properly recognized.

When I think I can understand a little, my consciousness is blown again by the non-stop piston.

Still, it was good to keep shouting.

Is it because the medicine was applied all the way to my ears?

I felt like I could enjoy the tingling sensation in my ears from the loud sound.

"Ugh, hmm... !!"

A thunderbolt strikes in my head.

My eyes were flashing so brightly that counting was already foolish.

If you take your dick out, take it out, and if you put it in, stick it in.

Every single action Bisil did on my body brought me pleasure and made me leave easily.

My agitated body was calming down little by little as it went away, but on the contrary, the orgasm only soared every time I was penetrated.

"Now, wait a minute! I think this is going to get weird... !"

"Seeing as you have time to talk, I guess it's still okay? "Hmph!"

"Hwaaaaang??"

Despite my request, Bisil rammed his dick into her even harder.

Something big is coming.

The small ones were already exploding like fireworks every time the dick moved, but the bigger ones were coming.

I could feel it intuitively.

This one is going to be huge.

So, I asked her to delay it for a moment, but it didn't work.

I gritted my teeth and prepared for the great pleasure to come.

"It's cheap!!"

Finally, with a loud shout, semen was violently vomited from the cock that was pressing tightly against the cervix.

At the same time, my mind also turned white...

White... Crab...

...

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