Chapter 397 - 397: Sailor Uniform Lewd Breeding

"Good morning, Master."

"Yeah."

The women greeted me with smiles again today.

"I will do what I do and come back."

"Yes. Who first today?"

After yesterday, I saw something pretty stimulating. I wanted it rough.

"Nanao. Come."

"Yes, Master."

I called Nanao Usami. Times like this, the extreme masochist Nanao.

I tied Nanao in the sailor uniform. I lifted her legs hard and tied her in a cramped pose, thighs held from above. Her body is soft, so it works.

I have looked at SM pictures and the binds that stuck, so my tying has gotten better. The sailor chest squeezed out by the rope is a point.

Lewd, right.

"What, Nanao. Tied in a pose this lewd, and the panties already have a stain."

"Y-yes. Just getting tied by Master and my pussy gets soaked. Nanao is an extreme-masochist female slave, so just being used by Master and cunt juice overflows."

I put a finger in through the panties. As she said, already sloppy.

I stirred inside, panties and all.

"Ahi. Master's finger feels good. Nanao's cunt is a toy Master can use as he likes, so please play with it a lot. Hii. The gouge. Getting gouged feels good. You can gouge more. You can scrape Nanao's vaginal wall."

Smack.

I hit the thigh and Nanao's body jumped.

"Hey. One thigh spank and you cum right away. How masochist are you."

"S-sorry. When I get hit. When Master hits me, I cum from that alone. Sorry I am an extreme-masochist pervert. Do not hate me. Please use me a lot. Spank the thighs as much as you want and make Nanao's thighs red."

Smack, smack, smack.

I dropped a storm of spanks on her thighs as she asked. Thighs going red in the shape of my hand. Nanao's cunt was so soaked I thought she was pissing, and the finger in and out made wet sounds.

"Do not just feel it yourself. Serve."

I switched and straddled Nanao's face. Under my eyes, a soaked cunt and thighs going red.

I pushed my cock into Nanao's mouth.

"Ogooh."

Laid on the bed, no escape. Nanao twisted with my cock all the way in.

Smack, smack, smack.

I beat Nanao's thighs with both hands. She got throat-fucked on my cock and came over and over, twitching.

Thighs red and painful looking. This is what is good, Nanao.

I spat and smeared it on the red thighs.

"I-it soaks in. Master's spit soaks into the stinging thighs. I-I am happy. Master, I love you. Hit me more. Please hit Nanao a lot."

"This extreme pervert masochist."

I sat back on Nanao's chest. The cock in front of her eyes shone with her spit, and she stared at it with wet, lustful eyes.

"Pervert."

Smack.

I slapped Nanao's cheek. Her neck turned, then she looked back right away. Good.

"Masochist."

Smack.

I slapped the other cheek.

"Yes. A pervert and a masochist."

Both cheeks faintly red, Nanao looked at me.

"Meat toilet."

Smack.

"Yes. Nanao is a meat toilet."

"Semen toilet."

Smack.

"Yes. Nanao is a semen toilet only for Master. Please use me a lot and pour semen out thick."

She begged while shedding tears.

"Lewd onahole. I can use you rough, right."

Smack.

"Yes. Nanao is fine with anything done to her. Everything Master does is happiness. Extreme-masochist pervert lewd onahole, use me up, kuboooo."

I grabbed her hair and shoved my cock in her mouth. I swung the grabbed hair back and forth, rough.

"Obuh. Hebub. Bufuu. Master's. Master's cock is wonderful. Nanao's raw onahole. Does it feel good? Ogeh. More. Please use me as rough as you want."

Face a mess of tears, snot, and spit, Nanao stared and begged.

She sucked with her lips, tangled her tongue, and gave up her throat.

"I will shoot it on your face."

"Yes. On Nanao's face. On this masochist pig's face, please splash semen. I want it on me. Please dirty Nanao's masochist face with Master's thick semen."

Spurt.

I pulled my cock from the mouth that was looking at me and dumped semen on Nanao's face.

Even while it hit her face, Nanao never took her eyes off me. Semen hit her eyes and she did not care.

Good. That is a masochist.

Akie and Haruki came to clean the cock. I stopped them.

"Master, Nanao is tied, so she cannot gather the facial semen with her hands and swallow it. Shall I lick it instead?"

"Nanao looks so pitiful. She is pitiful, so how can she feel it that much?"

Nanao reacted to the two. A pool of semen on her eyes, she turned that way slow.

A thin smile. She meant she was fine.

I sat in front of Nanao and hooked the panties aside. A wet sound, that soaked.

I pressed my cock to the sloppy cunt twitching for it, and drove in at once.

"Haahn, it came. Master's cock came into this female-pig masochist slave's raw onahole. The back right away. The cock is hitting deep."

"I am using you, so clamp the cunt."

Thud.

I punched the cramped-looking stomach.

Nanao gritted her teeth at the sudden punch and arched.

With that, her cunt clamped my cock tight.

"Th-the stomach. Deep in the stomach clenched. Please punch Nanao's womb more. It is clenching because it wants Master to punch it. Please punch through Nanao's masochist stomach."

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Oh. Oh. Clamping. The stimulated womb came down and the cervix kissed the cock.

"Fuguh. The womb. It is getting crushed. It went to meet Master's cock, and the cervix is kissing to beg for a creampie. Please make the masochist inside that feels stomach hits into a semen toilet. Beat the masochist stomach and remodel me into a creampie toilet."

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

Nanao spasmed all over and came from the stomach punches. The rope bit in and squeezed her body tighter. The cunt clamped hard at the same time, trying to wring semen out.

Throb.

I crushed the squeezed breasts through the sailor uniform, thrust the cervix hard, and came.

"I-it came. A lot from Nanao's cervix into the womb. Master's semen came. A-amazing. Stomach punches are the best. Master broke my stomach and womb, and I came. Stomach-punch orgasm is the best."

Nanao had been staring at me hard. She said that and passed out with a jerk.

Akie came to clean with a cock suck. Haruki came to suck semen from the cunt.

Lime and Mizurii held their own stomachs. They were not the ones hit, and they got excited imagining it. Lime has no womb I can find, so she cannot womb-cum. Too bad.

I logged out and went out, heat or not. Destination, Shimatani Books in front of the station. A favorite author's new book is out.

I picked the stacked copy up and looked around more. Ebooks are convenient. I still like the feel of turning a real book. If something I liked as an ebook gets printed, I buy it.

"Looking for something?"

A clerk restocking spoke to me. A clerk I had thought was cute for a while. Glasses suit her. About college age, maybe.

Black hair to the shoulders, moving with a soft bounce. Black-frame glasses make her look young.

I checked the name tag before. Kotori Shimatani. The bookstore's daughter, probably.

"No. I am fine."

She smiled back. This girl is cute.

I took the book to the register. Another customer was talking to the owner while paying.

"Well, thirty this year. That one."

"Want me to introduce a matchmaking partner? Kotori is cute, so you will find one right away."

"She is dense about that kind of talk. Seems to have no interest at all."

Serious. Kotori is twenty-nine now. The gap with how she looks is something. My cock almost reacted.

I paid, then from the corner of a shelf I scanned Kotori Shimatani.

I left the store and entered the registerable info. Female, 29, Kotori Shimatani, bookstore clerk. I entered that far and hurried home.

Logged into World.

"Welcome back, Master."

"Yeah, Akie. I scanned. Card it and I go back to the new book."

"Understood. Please choose carding the scan data."

I pressed the button. Light particles turned into three cards.

"Common Soldier, Common Archer, Common Magician."

"This is the paid redraw?"

Akie nodded, so I pressed Retry.

A button asked to confirm the charge. I pressed Yes.

The cards turned back into light, then became cards again.

"Common Soldier, Uncommon Healer (Maid Outfit), Uncommon Bishop."

Uncommon came out. Healer is covered by Akie.

"What is Bishop?"

"A class that has both Priest and Magician. Good at item appraisal too."

Hmm. Do not need it. The clothes are default and dull.

I pressed Retry again.

This time four cards.

"RR Priest, R Healer (Nurse Outfit), R Gunner, R Priest (Maid Outfit)."

Oh. Priest came.

"There is RR and R. Is RR fine?"

No.

I picked the maid outfit with no argument.

The other cards became light particles, gathered into the chosen card, spun, and a new card came to my hand.

Mm. I want to fuck this one too. First I have to read the new book.

I logged out, a little reluctant.

This is what forgetting food and sleep means. I took the new book and read through without lunch. A twist I did not expect, so I reread up to the last volume.

Bad. I really want the next one.

I noticed I was hungry, went downstairs, and made instant ramen. Parents both work. Not home.

Salt ramen, ham cut on top. Good in its own way.

Stomach full, I opened the site.

It was in an uproar.

The word flying around was Demon God.

What? What happened? What is a Demon God?

Several notices from the Top Ten had arrived. A skim, and every one had the keyword Demon God.

Summary.

Abnormal phenomenon.

Mastermind.

Demon God.

Easy to read. Serious?

A Demon God should not have existed in MANHUNT or World until now. I think an event about twice a year has something called a Demon King show up.

The start of the talk seems to be the word Demon God, said by a Captured Master-class monster.

The Kobold King DD-Unit Captured talked, and other clans kept reporting the same kind of info.

Only the Top Ten custom build can make a Master-class monster an ally and communicate right away. The normal build that got distributed can do ordinary talk, but should not be able to hear details. I hear that clears as trust goes up.

Piece the scraps together and a being called a Demon God evolves monsters into Master class and places them outside their ranges. What they share is multiply, and raid, or slaughter.

This is serious.

A phenomenon that clearly left the system of MANHUNT, and of World.