Obscene and sadistic mage

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Humanity's desire to explore the unknown has never reached its end. When an insurmountable gap was created between the ever-expanding desire and the frailty of the human body, a new type of human with magical powers, the group later known as mages, was born in the vortex of desire. "Originating from the human transmutation that flourished after the European Renaissance, after accumulating tens of thousands of failed transmutation victims, the first batch of mages with magical powers successfully completed their self-modification, creating six major categories of magic: enhancement, nature, possession, spirit summoning, curse killing, and space magic. In addition, there exists a special category of magic born with the talents of mages—a seventh category of magic that cannot be copied by others." "The mages originated in Italy, a country that highly valued freedom at the time, and spread to all parts of the world, actively participating on the stages of various countries. It can be said that the shadow of mage activities can be seen behind every major event in the course of human history, even in world-destroying wars like World War I and World War II..." The young man wearing glasses and a heavy black trench coat slowly flipped through the thick book in his hands, reading the densely written text while strolling leisurely down the large, spacious corridor.

The marble floor, bearing the weight of the man, should have been smooth and flawless, but now it was mostly submerged in dark red, flowing blood. Each time the man took a step forward, it created ripples of blood. The

blood, level with the man's ankles, was mixed with clumps of unidentified flesh and what appeared to be fragments of bone, floating stickily and emitting a pungent, bloody stench.

The source of the blood-soaked corridor came from the dozens of men dressed as bodyguards lying sprawled in pools of blood. None of them bore the breath of life; almost none of their bodies were intact. The lucky ones might have only lost an arm or half a head, while the unluckier ones were reduced to unrecognizable skeletal remains, completely integrated into the blood-soaked corridor.

"Gurgle... Gah..." Three robust, crimson creatures, bathed in thick blood, roared in a low voice, standing side by side in the fleshy corridor behind the bespectacled man.

Solid muscles, enormous horns, skull-like heads constantly burning with flames—undoubtedly, from any perspective, they couldn't escape the label of hellish demons.

"Tsk tsk... Mages... In the end, they're all just a bunch of self-aggrandizing bastards. Even after falling, they can't shake this bad habit? This so-called 'Basic Knowledge of Mages' book they gave me, I thought it would contain something particularly interesting, but it's mostly filled with this self-aggrandizing history... How boring. I didn't join the organization to see this so-called glorious history." The man sighed, slamming the book's thick cover shut with both hands, sending a cloud of accumulated dust swirling between the yellowed pages.

"My purpose is simply to fully enjoy the pleasure of being with beautiful women.

To satisfy each other's perverse pleasure in that kind of pleasurable torture, to feel the exhilarating stimulation that rushes straight to the brain and echoes repeatedly—this is what I have come to understand as the meaning of my existence after living an ordinary twenty years." The man gently pushed up the glasses perched on his nose. The reflective lenses obscured his pupils, but a strangely excited smile gradually spread from the corners of his lips.

Behind the smiling man, those muscular, crimson demons, besides occasionally plucking and devouring bits of flesh from the pool of blood, each used their free arms to tightly grip a female bodyguard whose limbs had been brutally severed. They used these beauties, their hands and feet broken and completely deprived of the right to struggle, as if they were sex toys, pressing their terrifyingly large, almost human thigh-thick penises against their narrow vaginal openings, and frantically thrusting up and down their slender waists.

"Ugh...no! No!...Waaaaah!!! Waaaaah!!!!" The enormous penises forcefully forced open the female bodyguards' vaginas, the thick, massive objects plunging deep into their uteruses, causing these women, convulsing in agony from their severed limbs, to have their tongues lolling out and eyes rolling back, tears streaming from the corners of their white eyes, and pale yellow urine uncontrollably gushing out during their spasms and incontinence.

Blood splattered everywhere from their severed limbs as they writhed and struggled frantically, only to be sucked up by the demons who were thrusting into them from behind. The bleeding limbs, upon contact with the flames burning on the demons' heads, sizzled and emitted the smell of burnt meat, causing these limbless toys to convulse and struggle even more wildly, almost fainting on the spot, only to be instantly awakened by the massive penises inserted into their lower bodies. The

beautiful bodyguards, weeping, groaning, and screaming, were thus held and brutally raped by the demons. With their limbs torn off, they could only violently swing their large breasts exposed from their tattered clothes like sex toys. Amidst the cries of extreme pain and the stimulation of orgasm, their bellies swelled high as the massive penises thrust into them, as if they were pregnant, before quickly sinking back down with each withdrawal.

With each frenzied thrust of the demon, their bellies felt as if they were about to burst, the veins bulging and throbbing from the force of his penis. In the heat of the moment, the demon would grab a woman's waist and thrust his penis down to the base, the fiery red shaft piercing even the tightly compressed uterus. A mixture of vaginal fluid and blood gushed from the woman's screaming mouth, forcing her tongue out and completely sealing her mouth shut from the inside out. These beautiful women could only writhe their mangled bodies, tears streaming down their faces, as the thick penis pierced from their anuses to their mouths, then continued to thrust with even more exaggerated, high-speed thrusts, causing them to moan and groan incessantly.

"This kind of pure gratification is truly terrifying. Although, they're just lower-ranking demons in hell, their intelligence doesn't even seem to reach a decimal point... But when it comes to sexual release, I'm quite compatible with them. In fact, I'm even a little envious of their unrestrained style. It's a pity I don't have such an exaggerated size down there..." The man glanced at the horrific scene behind him, where blood and semen were mixed and flying everywhere. He sighed, holding a heavy book in one arm, and slowly turned the door at the end of the corridor.

"Well... after wasting so much time dealing with the bodyguards outside, I can't wait to meet you intimately, my soon-to-be private sex toy." Behind the door was a simply decorated and elegant lounge. It lacked the ostentatious decorations of the corridor outside, with only clusters of carefully tended flowers arranged everywhere, subtly exuding a fresh and elegant floral fragrance.

In the center of the room, surrounded by fresh flowers, a beautiful woman with dark hair sat elegantly on the sofa. Her slender figure was encased in a black, form-fitting long dress that revealed her shoulders. Her shapely legs, slightly crossed and resting against the sofa, were visible beneath the hem. Her fair wrist gently held a neatly trimmed bunch of dew-kissed lilies, carefully and attentively placing them diagonally into a porcelain vase on the table in front of her, seemingly oblivious to the man who had entered through the door.

Although the woman had passed through her youthful days and was now a mature woman, her figure remained flawless. Apart from a subtle, radiant maturity emanating from her body, she showed no signs of the passage of time.

"Flower arranging?... Ha, outside the door is a battlefield between bodyguards and intruders, yet you still maintain this calm demeanor..." Watching her intently arranging the bouquet in the vase, the man chuckled, touching the frame of his glasses. "Whether it's the tedious period of filming a movie or this deadly intrusion moment, you never forget to nourish yourself with elegant hobbies... Indeed, this elegant temperament integrated into life is the biggest reason that attracted me here." "Ms. Chiki Miki, the famous Japanese actress, well... although I've unilaterally gotten aroused by your body on screen more than once in private, you probably don't know me, do you? Let me briefly introduce myself. I'm a new member of the Fallen Mage organization—'Midnight Beast,' codenamed 'S'... the one who will soon possess your body." The man who called himself S whistled loudly, a bright smile twisting his lips.

The woman continued to calmly and attentively hand over the lilies until the delicate bouquet leaned against the porcelain vase. She then slightly nodded, her snow-white neck gracefully arching, and focused her gaze on S.

"Excuse me, Fallen Mage…is your name Mr. S? Flower arranging is a hobby I use to maintain inner peace. It's inconvenient to speak before the work is finished, as that would disrupt the artistic conception I've concentrated on the flowers. You shouldn't mind, right?" "Heh, I certainly don't care. After all, everyone has an eye for beauty…of course, it's in the moment of destroying beauty that the ultimate beauty is revealed…" S smiled and used his heavy book as a blunt object, slamming it down on the vases on the shelf beside him. Several porcelain vases filled with exquisite flowers immediately fell to the ground and shattered.

Chiki Miki frowned slightly, calmly observing the uninvited guest before her.

Her flowing black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her pure black eyes gleamed with a sharp, intelligent light. They were like a pair of tranquil, deep black agates, set in her equally deep and exquisite face. Her nose was high and straight, her lips full and small; every feature was perfectly sculpted, exuding a unique charm that only a classical beauty could possess. No normal man could look away from her.

"Recently, there have been rumors circulating in the entertainment industry—a group calling themselves 'fallen mages' have been kidnapping a large number of actresses… I initially thought it was just a publicity stunt, but it turns out it's true." "Yes, it's true, hehe… Actually, I never believed that mages existed in this world either, until after twenty years of ordinary life, I accidentally used a special type of magic born from my talent, and then received an invitation from the fallen mages to join the 'Beastly Organization'…" S smiled and waved her hand.

"Furthermore, it's worth mentioning that the reason I unintentionally unleashed my innate magic for the first time was because I saw Miss Miki in a low-cut, high-slit dress on a TV program... The unique aura emanating from your mature female body aroused my desire—that pure lust that made me want to immediately pin you to the ground and brutally fuck you! The pressure I had accumulated in my heart for many years was also detonated by this, and my innate special magic 'Hell Network' was born in the vortex of desire." S rummaged in his shirt pocket for a moment, then held up his black and gold smartphone and showed it to the user. The large screen of the phone displayed the network connection signal, and a row of three apps with burning skull shapes were displayed on the table, their designs exactly the same as the red demon that was frantically raping the severed-limbed woman in the corridor.

"The so-called 'Hell Network' is used in one way: one can use the magic power stored in a mage's body as a kind of network traffic. With just a simple smart device, one can create such an application from demon information, and when needed, simply open it to summon the downloaded demon... Isn't that convenient?" S excitedly muttered incessantly, the screen of the phone in his hand spinning as he fiddled with it, various bizarrely shaped applications jumping and flashing by.

"Not only does it eliminate the summoning time required for spirit-summoning spells, but it also utilizes the concept of the internet, making it a new type of spell that's in line with modern times. However, the reason it's in this form might be partly because I worked in the IT industry before my awakening... Haha, it's inevitable to get a little excited when you see someone you like, and you end up talking more than usual without realizing it." "Mage... demon... these were definitely undeniable fantasies to me before, but given the current situation, I can't help but believe them now." Meiji gently stroked the back of the porcelain vase with the back of her hand, her calm tone revealing a slight tremor beneath.

"So—now that you're standing here, what about the bodyguards outside…?" "Ah, they're all dead. A few women didn't die, but now you could say they're practically dead, both mentally and physically, right? Of course, I can't say whether they're happy or not." S pulled the half-open doorknob and turned slightly to show Miki the gruesome scene in the hallway outside the room.

The fiery red demons, frantically thrusting and pounding into the mutilated bodies of the women, reached their climax at this moment. Their massive penises, plunging into the vaginas of the sex toys, filled every crevice from bottom to top. The swollen glans, forcing their mouths open and protruding outwards, swelled rapidly, then gushed out a torrent of thick, white semen like a high-pressure water gun, spraying it across the walls of the corridor and onto the faces of the mutilated toys, their faces thick with a mixture of blood and gore. All they could do was whimper and groan, their mouths filled with the protruding penises.

"This...you..." Meiji's usually composed and elegant face finally betrayed her shock. Although she was a top-tier celebrity, accustomed to grand occasions, witnessing such a brutal and horrific rape scene completely defied all expectations, leaving her momentarily stunned.

Even a drop of thick semen splashing from the corridor into the room, landing right on her cheek, didn't register in her mind.

"Exciting, isn't it? Hehe...looks like you finally understand a little bit—what kind of existence is a fallen mage like me?" S slammed the door shut, blocking the spray of semen from the corridor.

"But honestly, although you've always put on this elegant and calm facade, you're actually quite terrified inside, aren't you... After all, once you take away the celebrity aura, you're just an ordinary woman. The so-called flower arrangement is just something you do to hide your inner fear, isn't it?" S took a few steps forward and sat on the sofa, placing one arm on the shoulder of the somewhat dazed woman. "Am I right, Ms. Chiki Miki?" "...Perhaps you're right. Right now, I am indeed in a rather terrified state." After a few seconds, Miki finally snapped out of her daze. Her breasts, taut beneath her low-cut dress, bounced slightly with each deep breath. She nodded with an elegant smile, gazing at S beside her with her deep, sunset-like eyes.

"I shouldn't say maybe, it's certain. After seeing that scene just now, you should know what I'm here to do to you, right?" S's lips curled into a wicked smile as he stared intently at the woman, his arm, which had been resting on her shoulder, slipped inside her dress, kneading and fondling her firm, full breasts.

"Yes, I can't deny what you're saying... but the right to life ultimately belongs to oneself. The desire in your eyes is undeniably blatant, but..." Miki maintained a forced yet elegant smile, enduring S's intrusive hand while subtly picking up the razor blade beside the vase.

"At this moment, my fate is still in my own hands." "Heh... after witnessing those monsters in the corridor just now, do you really think such a small pair of scissors can threaten me?" S looked at the gleaming razor blade, tilting his head and chuckling softly.

"Of course not, but rather than ending up like that outside..." Miki pointed the sharp blade at her snow-white neck, a slight smile playing on her lips, giving S a calm and serene smile. "To die elegantly and gracefully is the best release." The moment the words left her lips, Miki swiftly and forcefully plunged the scissors she held towards her neck.

However, before the scissors could strike, the man's hand blocked them with even greater speed, the blade piercing straight into his palm, stuck by the shattered bones, unable to go any further.

"I've said it before, you are my sex toy, you have no right to control your own body." "You?!... " Miki stared in astonishment at the hand blocking her way, before she could say anything, S slammed the heavy book he was holding onto the back of her head with a "bang," the impact knocking her unconscious, and she slumped against the sofa, unconscious.

"Tch, that hurts pretty much... Hehe, but I was just bluffing, and you actually fell for it." S forcefully pulled the scissors out of his hand, and blood immediately gushed from the cut, flowing down his arm and onto the ground.

"Those summoned demons were indeed monsters, but me... I'm just a second-rate rookie mage. Apart from being proficient in the special magic that comes with my talent, I'm basically just a mortal who can be stabbed to death by scissors... Haha, if you had chosen to stab my neck at close range just now, I might really be dead." S clenched his hand with the punctured hole, looked at the beautiful woman who had fainted beside him, and excitedly squeezed his fist, forcing a large amount of blood out of the wound, which flowed onto the ground.

"In short, my long-awaited prey is finally mine... Inn, take me and this disobedient sex slave back with you. It's time for some joyful training." The blood pooling on the floor, with each drop of blood splattering, seemed to come alive, gradually swirling into a vortex. The pool of blood covering the floor expanded at an incredible speed, almost spreading to every corner of the room.

"Depraved heart, pure desire, transcending the myriad laws of hypocrites, reaching the ruined paradise of addicts... Using blood to proclaim the guest's identity, here I call upon the inn's door, transformed from a beast of lust." Smiling, he squeezed blood from his palm, then opened the thick, old book again, staring somewhat awkwardly at the pages as he chanted the incantation word by word, seemingly as he had just said—he was indeed not very proficient in magic.

The blood piled on the floor seemed to boil, bubbling and churning. Then, the pool of blood covering the entire room condensed and crystallized into a dried, dark brown bloodstain, right in front of S.

The next moment, a wide, reddish-brown door abruptly sprang out from the compressed bloodstain, as if forced through the crack. Twisted, writhing tentacles coiled around the dark red door, and several dark green flames flickered eerily near the doorframe. Beside

the door stood a beautiful woman who had emerged from the bloodstain along with the door.

Her slender, shapely arms and legs were clad in black lace mesh. Her long, pale silver hair was braided into a ponytail and hung at the back of her head, with a small welcome hat perched askew on her half-slanted bangs. A sensual lace choker adorned her neck, with two taut leather straps connecting it to the choker that ran down to her high, round breasts, barely concealing half of her large areolas, before binding her to a leather belt slung diagonally across her shapely buttocks.

Apart from this, she wore only a sexy thong peeking between her slightly protruding vulva and firm buttocks, completely exposing her smooth, toned waist and abdomen, making her appear extremely alluring and seductive.

Of course, if one ignored her golden vertical pupils set in her dark eyes, her fiery red, delicate skin, and the two horns peeking out from her bangs, she might simply be a hot and sexy beautiful woman.

"Welcome guest—Seductress Faina. Welcome Mr. S back to the Beast Inn… It seems your first target hunt went smoothly. No wonder you're a man chosen by the organization's higher-ups." Faina, her long eyelashes half-closed, cast a seductive glance at S, then glanced at the unconscious beauty before forcefully pulling open the dark red door with a charming smile.

"Hehe, is this a congratulation? Well… why don't you become my sex toy too? As a demon, you must be just as fond of sex as the guys in the hallway outside, right? And… if you're a demon, it'll be even more exciting to play with." S chuckled, slowly rising from the sofa and playfully pinching Faina's chin.

"Oh dear, Mr. S, don't tease me. Personally speaking—I do really enjoy exciting games... But the inn's main entrance must be guarded by us high-ranking demons. If we desert our posts, Mr. S and I will both suffer terrible consequences~" Fainar gently slapped S's hand away, giggling seductively as she thrust out her large, round breasts. Her slender waist arched slightly, and her drooping, fiery red breasts, stretched taut by the belt, created an alluringly deep cleavage. She pulled on the doorknob, gesturing for someone to come in.

Inside the open door was a pitch-black vortex, seemingly leading straight to an abyss, its destination unknown.

"Tch... all these rules and regulations are really troublesome... But, packing up my prey and changing her into a new outfit suitable for entering a hotel shouldn't be a problem, right? After all, I accidentally cut my hand." S chuckled, seemingly showing off as he flicked his bleeding hand, a few drops of blood, whether intentionally or not, splattering onto the alluring demon's beautiful face.

"Hehe... of course, Mr. S, don't worry, I really enjoy dressing up my dolls..." Fainar smiled seductively, wiping the blood from her cheek with her fingers, then slowly placing her fingers between her sexy red lips and sucking them forcefully. Her half-closed, alluring eyes were fixed with interest on the unconscious beauty.

Her fiery red lips parted slightly amidst her seductive laughter.

"well come to the..."

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"Ugh... Ugh?!..." Miki gradually woke up from her daze. Her slightly open eyes had just regained a sliver of brightness when, focusing on her lower body, a series of sharp pains from all over her body almost made her cry out. However, a large wooden gag stuffed into her mouth completely blocked the screams that were rising to Miki's tongue, turning them into a series of lewd moans.

The elegant evening gown that Miki was wearing was stripped off completely, revealing her voluptuous, white body. Her slender, smooth arms were roughly twisted behind her back, her wrists tightly bound with rough ropes, and her ten slender fingers were tied in pairs with even thinner ropes, then wrapped with several layers of super-adhesive black tape. The rope was then pulled upwards to its limit and wrapped around her neck several times to form a tight noose, tightly strangling Miki's neck. This forced her to open her eyes wide and stick her tongue out from the gag in her mouth, struggling to breathe as if she were about to suffocate at any moment.

The remaining ropes, extending from behind, coiled around her arms, which were pulled back into a W shape. Her fair skin, under the tight constriction of the ropes, had turned bluish-purple. The perfectly sized, firm breasts of the beautiful woman's chest were also tightly bound at the base of her breasts by ropes pulled down from her shoulders, making her breasts appear even more magnificent and large. Several more ropes passed through the deep cleavage squeezed out by the tight binding, repeatedly moving up and down her soft breasts, binding these large, engorged breasts into a round, swollen figure-eight shape.

Meiji's shapely, long legs were fitted with a set of light red fishnet stockings with rose-patterned cutouts. Her delicate toes were adorned with bright red high heels. She sat cross-legged, her legs tightly bound from the knees down with layers of rope. Her ankles were tied together and fastened to a noose around her neck. Even the heels of her high heels were tightly bound together, forcing her to adopt an even more uncomfortable posture of bowing her head and bending over, which was already making it difficult for her to breathe.

"As expected... the feeling of fucking a mature woman's body is so amazing! Not only does she have a mature charm that young girls don't have at all, but her figure is still as good as a young girl's, especially her pussy... it's like it's opening its little mouth to suck my cock, and it naturally produces so much juice, hehe... no wonder she's the woman who aroused my desire, she's top-quality stuff." S, who had unzipped his pants, was now holding the beautiful girl who was sitting cross-legged and tied up, kneading and playing with her round breasts while frantically thrusting his big cock into her overflowing honey hole from behind.

"Ugh?!... Ugh..." When the beautiful girl woke up, she found herself being frantically raped by a man. Her deep, beautiful eyes widened immediately, her face filled with endless humiliation, and she twisted her waist frantically in disbelief.

For a famous actress who held herself in high esteem and valued elegance and self-respect, being tied up and raped from behind by an unknown man was undoubtedly a humiliation worse than death.

"Oh, you're awake. You're really writhing quite energetically, but this is fine..." S laughed and gave Meiji's pert buttocks a sharp slap, causing her plump buttocks to vibrate in waves of white flesh. His large penis, which had been frequently thrusting in and out of her wet, gushing vagina, moved even faster, seemingly enjoying the sensation of her vaginal muscles contracting and squeezing his penis as she struggled.

"Ugh?!...Ugh..." After struggling for a while, Meiji found that the ropes binding her showed no signs of loosening; instead, they tightened and sank even further. The man behind her, who was holding her and thrusting into her, also seemed quite intoxicated by the experience. She could only reluctantly stop writhing.

Enduring the intense stimulation of the penis thrusting into her honeypot, Miki desperately tried to calm herself down. She looked around and realized she was tightly bound and trapped in an iron cell. The gray, rubble walls were covered with horrifying instruments of torture, and only a few dim oil lamps embedded in the cracks provided any light.

Looking through the iron bars, everything was shrouded in deep darkness. Miki could only vaguely make out what appeared to be another cell across the way; she couldn't make out what lay inside.

"Thinking about where you're locked up right now?" S grabbed Miki and thrust forward, carrying her in his arms as he walked, fucking her until her juices flowed down her thighs, her moans echoing. Finally, carrying an oil lamp mounted on the wall, he reached the iron bars of the cell. "Then let me introduce you." "The headquarters of 'Midnight Beasts,' which is also the resting place for fallen mages—the Beast Inn… You are currently in the sadomasochistic training facility located beneath the inn." The oil lamp, carried by S, emitted a dim light, barely illuminating the scene in the opposite cell as he approached the iron bars.

"Ugh?!…" Miki stared at the scene before her, her wide eyes filled with extreme horror and a sense of despair spreading from the corners of her eyes.

In that cell, identical in style to the one where Miki was imprisoned, unsurprisingly, was also imprisoned a beautiful woman with long, flowing black hair.

The woman was almost entirely naked, her delicate, chocolate-colored skin completely exposed. Her arms were tied behind her back with fine iron chains, which crisscrossed through her cleavage and crisscrossed in front of her round, high belly, making it appear even more prominent. She was clearly pregnant for some time; even her navel was stretched high and pierced with a belly button ring.

Her two beautiful legs, encased in black fishnet stockings, were also bound tightly together. A gag, resembling that used on livestock, was bitten into her lips, and her alluring eyes were covered by a black blindfold, exuding a wild and seductive charm.

Her extremely full breasts were encased in a tight, narrow purple lace lingerie. The full flesh of her breasts was squeezed out in pieces by the tight bra. The bra, stretched by her round breasts, had heart-shaped openings at the nipple positions, revealing a pair of swollen nipples pierced with thick iron rings. A series of heavy chains hung from the nipple rings, and the chains were connected to the ceiling of the cell, tugging the woman's large, full breasts taut in mid-air. Her entire body was pulled off the ground, and her beautiful legs, bound tightly together, could not touch the ground even when she stood on tiptoe.

A thick iron rod, covered in serrated barbs, was clamped between the tips of the woman's bound legs and inserted directly into her overflowing, wet vagina. Because her entire weight was borne by her breasts, suspended high in the air, the woman could only try to alleviate the tearing pain in her breasts by writhing her bound legs like a mermaid, tightly gripping the spiked iron rod and rubbing upwards.

However, this inevitably caused her beautiful legs, encased in tattered fishnet stockings, to splatter blood from the friction. She screamed and groaned in pain, involuntarily relaxing her leg muscles, which, under the force of gravity, caused her to slam into the spiked iron rod. The serrated iron rod scraped against her vagina, penetrating deep into her uterus, bringing out pieces of blood and flesh. The chains welded to her nipple rings rattled loudly, and her taut, bluish-purple nipples seemed about to be ripped off.

Behind her, a tall man in a suit wearing a black hood was grabbing the woman's round breasts with one hand, squeezing them as if he wanted to burst them, while the other hand was forcefully squeezing her pregnant belly and thrusting into her anus repeatedly. Her round belly bounced up and down like a ball, and his thick penis was forced into her narrow anus without any prior lubrication. Each rough thrust brought out a small amount of secretions mixed with blood from her tight anus, making the woman, who was already suffering from her breasts and vagina, even more painful. She could only let out loud, lewd moans from under her gag.

"Hey! S, what are you looking at here for? Don't you know that's very rude? Hurry up and take your sex toys and get out of here. I don't have the habit of letting people watch me train sex slaves!" The hooded man, who was enjoying himself in anal sex, noticed S holding an oil lamp and constantly poking Mei-hime in his arms, and gave him the middle finger with some dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, I'm really sorry, I was just suddenly curious and wanted to ask Senior 'The Masked One,' what was the name of that black-fleshed slave you're playing with back when she was a human?" "I think... it was some kind of celebrity named Ishikawa Ren something, but it's been three months, and I can't quite remember... Damn it! Get the hell out of here, I actually answered your question like an idiot. Damn it, are all the newcomers who get noticed by the organization's higher-ups this arrogant...?" The Masked One angrily squeezed Ishikawa Ren's swung, full breasts hard, and a large gush of white milk immediately spurted out from the pierced nipple, splashing all over the floor amidst the woman's wanton moans.

S chuckled and waved the lantern in his hand, then turned back into the cell, still holding the bound and wildly thrusting Miki. The erotic scene in the opposite cell was once again swallowed by complete darkness, with only faint, wanton moans of women occasionally mingling in the air.

"See that guy locked up over there? If I remember correctly... as someone in the same line of work, you should know him.

Ishikawa Ren—the famous new gravure idol who disappeared about three months ago. She should have had a bright future ahead of her, but now, she's just a pregnant, dark-skinned sex slave toy with nothing but sex on her mind." S chuckled and squeezed Miki's round, high breasts, looking smugly into her somewhat dazed eyes.

"Ugh..." Miki let out a weak moan. Although she had a premonition that she would not have a good ending if caught, seeing her former acquaintance now reduced to a sex toy, and being relentlessly penetrated in the backdoor while heavily pregnant, Miki truly understood what awaited her.

For someone who always valued elegance and self-respect to experience such humiliation, Miki's only thought now was regret for not having committed suicide before S entered the room.

"Oh, right, there's something I need to tell you. The underground sadomasochistic facilities at the Beast Hotel are divided into multiple levels according to the difficulty of training the sex slaves and the severity of their tastes. The closer you get to the underground, the more interesting the games become~" "Ugh... Ugh?" "I'm telling you this so that you can be mentally prepared when you first arrive at the Beast Hotel. I've thoughtfully chosen the shallowest level so you can get a feel for the atmosphere~ But you should be aware of it now, right? So... let's head down to those interesting cells on the lower levels." S chuckled lewdly, grabbed Miki's slender waist, and thrust forward with all his might. His large penis, pressed tightly against her cervix, ejaculated large gushes of semen after a dozen or so thrusts. The honey-like fluid mixed with the thick semen sprayed all over the ground from the point where their lower bodies were joined, causing Miki to shake her breasts and moan softly.

"Oh right, I need to do some more makeup for you... at least some accessories that can rival those in the lower-class places, otherwise, wouldn't it be as embarrassing as a girl going to a party but forgetting to wear clothes?" S pinched a small strand of semen between his fingers and smeared it hard on Miki's face, which was filled with humiliation, revealing a perverted smile.

"Ugh?... Ughhhhhh?!!" Miki's eyes rolled back slightly, and her lips, which were biting the gag, continued to emit lewd moans, as if she was still immersed in the pleasure of being hit by semen against the inner wall of her uterus.

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After more than ten minutes, S, half-naked, put on the large black trench coat again, carrying the dim and dark oil lamp in one hand and holding the rope tied around Miki's neck in the other, slowly walked through the dark dungeon corridor.

Miki's hands were still tightly bound behind her back, tied together with the tight noose around her neck. Her curvaceous figure was accentuated by the knots covering her entire body, but now her beautiful face was covered in sticky, thick semen, her long eyelashes were completely obscured by the semen, and her eyes were almost completely blinded. A

cow-shaped nose ring was pierced through the center of her high, straight nose, and two thin ropes tied behind her head were pulled back forcefully from the nose ring, forcing the usually elegant and dignified Miki to reveal an expression of extreme humiliation, like that of a sow. Her face covered in thick semen and her tongue sticking out wide due to the pressure of breathing made Miki look even more lewd and seductive.

The tight ropes binding Miki's large, protruding breasts were densely studded with small iron nails around the areolas, making them look like an iron bra deliberately exposing the nipples. Each of her two erect nipples had a larger, spiral rivet deeply inserted, its sharp head piercing the nipple orifices, which were now even wider due to stimulation. Thin streams of blood, as fine as hair, slowly flowed down her studded, reddish-purple nipples, scattering wildly in all directions with the swaying of her breasts as she walked.

Numerous iron rings were pierced through her swollen, red vulva, which still bore traces of semen. Several thin threads tied to the labia rings forcibly pried open the tightly closed vulva. A large clitoral ring was also pierced on her erect clitoris, which was tied with thin threads and connected to the nail heads embedded in her breasts, forming an inverted triangle. As soon as her breasts swayed slightly, the swollen clitoral head would be pulled upwards and tightened, stimulating her to the point that she could not help but let a large gush of lustful fluid flow from between her legs.

Two long, slender, and shapely legs in stockings were slightly apart, with the thighs above the knees tightly bound together in circles. The ropes were loosened only at the calves, while the ankles were tightly connected by short, thin ropes spaced a dozen centimeters apart. This meant that when S pulled her forward by the neck rope, Meiji could only barely move forward with her chest out and small steps. If S impatiently tugged the rope even slightly, she would stagger forward, fall to the ground still bound up, and then be pulled up from the ground again by S's hair, which was covered in semen.

"Gurgle... Ugh... Hmm?!..." With each step forward, Miki couldn't help but let out seductive moans and gasps from her red lips, which were stretched open by the gag. The dark red high heels that encased her slender feet were already densely packed with fine silver needles. From the moment Miki put on these specially made high heels, these needles pierced various acupoints on the soles of her feet, constantly stimulating her sensitive nerves, causing her to suffer from a constant soreness and numbness as she was led along. The torment was immense; after just a few steps, her mature and sexy body was already covered in glistening, fragrant sweat. But the source of her pain didn't stop there. A thick, long cotton rope connected the heels of her high heels to a narrow pulley, which was tightly fitted with large, rough, iron-spiky particles embedded in the pulley's bearing. With every slight turn of the rope, these rough particles would rub and rotate incessantly.

Now, Miki's pert, plump buttocks were roughly spread apart, and the small pulley with the cotton rope was tightly pressed against her dilated anus, almost forcefully inserted into her sticky rear passage. Whenever Miki took a step forward, the cotton rope attached to her heels would be pulled left and right with each step, causing the large barbs to scrape back and forth in Miki's anus, causing her to groan in pain with her eyes wide open, trying to minimize the size of her steps. However, she would only be pulled hard by the impatient S, causing the pulley inserted into her rear passage to scrape the tightened anal flesh at an even faster frequency.

"Waaah... It hurts so much... My butt... Eek?!... It feels like it's about to split open... Ugh... If this is a nightmare, please let me wake up..." Amidst the stimulation of pain and pleasure, Miki was led by S through the dimly lit dungeon corridor. Although the light source was scarce and she could barely see her surroundings, Miki could still vaguely make out the horrific images of many female bodies writhing and struggling in the iron cages around her. The shrill, lewd moans and cries were like endless waves, crashing into her head one after another, intensifying the despair in Miki's heart along the way.

Walking along the spiraling passageway that gradually extends underground, one often sees fallen mages leading other sex slaves. Although these mages dress differently and there are both men and women, the sex slaves they lead are all invariably tightly bound with ropes, moving forward with difficulty and small steps, just like Miki. The mildest form of abuse might simply involve being bound, while the most severe involves having a large, round belly, wearing numerous shackles and iron rings, being penetrated by various large penises while moaning and being scolded and berated by their masters as they struggle to move forward.

One sex slave, who seemed to have been led up from the depths, was particularly horrifying to Miki; just a glance at him almost froze her in place.

It was a woman crawling forward on the ground, her limbs mostly severed, leaving only half-severed limbs. Rubber sleeves shaped like hooves were fitted over the severed limbs, and her breasts, which seemed to have been modified and enlarged, hung heavily on her chest, rubbing against the ground. Her large nipples were stretched open and filled with a bunch of random vibrators. A thick anal plug shaped like a cow's tail was also inserted into her anus, making her look like a real human cow as she crawled forward.

Her long, golden hair was tied into a braid and fastened to the cow tail protruding from her buttocks. Her face, shackled with inverted triangular black metal shackles, was tilted back. Although the contours of her face suggested she had once possessed exceptional beauty, her face was now branded with several large marks bearing the words "dairy cow" and "lewd," and her tongue was branded with a horrifying mark, cut in two. Most terrifyingly, her eye sockets, which should have contained eyeballs, were now completely... The area was completely empty, with several traces of dried or fresh semen clinging to the area around the eye sockets, naturally leading one to conclude that the eyeballs had been gouged out… The sex slave’s master was a middle-aged, one-eyed man who looked somewhat sinister and terrifying. He stood with his arms crossed, watching the cow slowly crawl on the ground with a mocking expression. Whenever she showed the slightest sign of wanting to stop and rest, the man would immediately and mercilessly kick the cow tail anal plug inserted into her anus, pushing the thick anal plug even deeper into her intestines, as punishment for the cow sex slave’s indolence.

“‘S’? Are you… taking your sex slave underground to play some hardcore games?” The one-eyed man saw S leading the beautiful girl, and seemed to recognize her, smiling and waving hello.

"Hehe, just as 'Dead Eye' said, after all, you know our tastes are somewhat similar, right? How can mundane games satisfy the desires of a fallen mage?" "Haha, promising kid, I have high hopes for you! Let's go hunting together next time, I have a few targets in mind, they're all top-notch toy material!" Dead Eye laughed and patted S on the shoulder, then brushed past him, leading the cow-like sex slave crawling on the ground, her breasts swaying, and gradually disappeared into the dark corridor.

"Ugh?!...Ughhh?!!" Miki, following behind S, heard the conversation between the two men. Recalling the horrific scene of the sex slave, she immediately began to struggle frantically in terror. The pulley inserted into her anus scraped rapidly during the struggle, drawing blood from her intestines, but it was completely unable to stop Miki's final struggle.

After all, if she became like that, her life would truly be completely destroyed.

"Hey... what's wrong with you now? Did you get excited after seeing that woman earlier?" Feeling the rope in his hand suddenly taut, S frowned, then yanked hard on the neck rope, dragging the struggling Miki to the ground.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely dress you up to be just as good as her. We still have many enjoyable experiences to share~ Don't rush, we'll be there soon." S laughed, pressing his foot against Miki's usually haughty head, then dragged her forward, still lying on her side, struggling and arching her back, completely ignoring the fact that Miki's eyes were rolling back in her head from the taut neck rope, and tears of humiliation and pain were streaming uncontrollably from her eyes.

"Gurgle... gurgle... my neck... it's going to break..." Miki was completely suffocating, the noose digging deep into her snow-white neck. Her pupils dilated, her tongue lolled out, and her dragged body convulsed and convulsed uncontrollably. For a moment, in her deep despair, Miki thought she was about to be dragged and strangled to death.

Just as Miki was about to suffocate and completely lose consciousness, her consciousness blurred, she finally felt the force pulling her neck loosen. She frantically gasped for breath, as if drowning.

S dragged the sex slave Miki along the spiral corridor of the dungeon to its end. This place seemed to be deep underground; a chilling, damp feeling slowly seeped into the marrow of those who entered from the surrounding walls.

Behind S and the lying Miki was a deep, spiraling corridor. There was no way forward; the corridor blocked their path to a large drainage area, as if the end of the corridor connected to a giant, vertical sewer pipe.

Peering cautiously through the damp brick walls, they could see countless large drains with writhing tentacles clinging to the imposing, dam-like pipe walls. Thick, milky-white, foul-smelling liquid gushed from these pipes, cascading down like waterfalls before finally crashing into the bottomless abyss below.

"Want to take a boat down there? According to the inn's rules, three black coins are needed for a 'raft' to cross the semen flow, but just one batch went down. If you want a ready-made 'raft,' you'll have to wait a while." At the end of the corridor next to the drainpipe, a man completely shrouded in a black cloak noticed S's arrival. A face, also completely hidden by the cloak's hood, was slightly raised, revealing bloodshot eyes.

The cloaked man had been sitting in a chair until S arrived, but this "chair" wasn't furniture in the strict sense; it was made from a naked woman tightly bound by her body.

The woman with light purple, tousled hair wore an eye patch, her red lips held a hollow gag dripping with saliva, her arms were twisted behind her back and bound together with taut ropes, steel nails pierced her collarbones, and she was tightly connected to the wall with iron chains, making her unable to move an inch. The woman's round, high breasts had been enlarged to almost the size of her upper body, and were tightly bound with ropes, making the base of her breasts even more full and firm. Her large, swollen, and bruised breasts swelled up like two huge basketballs.

Now, the bound woman knelt with her knees together on the iron plate locking her ankles, with layers of heavy iron plates stacked on top of her knees. This caused her knee joints excruciating pressure, while the stacked iron plates also supported her large, round breasts. The soft, elastic flesh of her breasts served as a cushion, fully bearing the weight of the man sitting on them. Her flattened, deformed breasts were covered in bruises, as if they were about to burst from the pressure.

"No need for any other vehicles. This sex slave I brought was originally intended to be left down there and ruined.

As for the 'ferryman' here, you can just turn her into a 'raft.'" S grabbed Miki's hair, pulling her half-conscious from the ground, and threw a black coin at the cloaked man sitting on the human cushion.

Black Essence Coins—the currency circulating within the organization "Midnight Beasts"—can only be obtained by completing organizational missions or handing over captured sex slaves as experimental subjects. Their purpose is naturally for the consumption and enjoyment provided by the organization.

"You brought your own raw materials... But requests like yours are common among those who go down there for enjoyment... Anyway, I don't care, it's just a matter of taking two fewer Black Essence Coins." The ferryman took the coins and let out a sinister laugh from under his cloak. Sitting on the woman's deformed, purplish-blue breasts, he casually snapped his fingers. The surrounding wall tiles near the drainage area immediately undulated and twisted like waves, eventually forming a protruding work platform above the pipe wall at the end.

Several fixed humanoid molds were on the work platform, gleaming blades hanging directly above, and several branding irons glowing red-hot in the furnace nearby—a truly terrifying sight.

"There's not much to say about the operation. Just put her on the workbench and do whatever you want with her.

But be careful when securing her. If she accidentally falls into the semen... you know what will happen, right?" "Of course. The so-called semen... is like the circulating blood in this mobile hotel. It can only accept women's bodies floating on it. Any man who falls in will sink and suffocate. That's really sexism~" S waved to the ferryman to indicate that it was okay, then pushed the still dazed Miki onto the work platform. After loosening the ropes binding her, he locked Miki face down with her limbs spread out in a spread-eagle position in a set of steel molds on the platform.

"Ugh... Ughhhh?!?!" Before Miki could fully regain consciousness, she was tightly locked inside the humanoid mold. Her upside-down vulva, pierced by iron rings, was being deeply penetrated by S with a thick, barbed vibrator, almost reaching her cervix. This stimulation caused her to let out a moan and regain most of her consciousness.

"A little more awake now? Haha, now's the perfect time to enjoy yourself. You really know how to pick your timing." S pinched Miki's round, high buttocks hard and smiled as he pressed a button next to the workbench.

"Wait... what is this guy trying to do? That's... blades?! No... I don't want my limbs cut off... no no no!!! Please let me go!!!" Miki turned her neck and glanced at the top of her head, just in time to see a set of sharp blades mounted on a mold, slowly descending. The four rotating blades corresponded to her limbs and were about to cut them off. In horror, she twisted and struggled with all her might, abandoning her noble posture and trying to beg S to spare her. However, because her mouth was still gagged, she could only let out loud, shrill, and panicked sobs.

"Don't do this, don't do this... Look at you now, writhing and howling like an animal. Where is the once aloof star you used to be? Although you'll soon be saying goodbye to your limbs, at least maintain some elegance to respect their companionship along the way." S pulled up the nose ring that was tugging at Miki's nose, gently patting her tearful face, which was filled with extreme terror and despair. A cruel smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. "There's another point. We are a group of mages. Sex slaves captured and brought to the hotel, naturally... we will also apply certain enhancement spells to your bodies, at least to the point that you won't faint when you're on the verge of collapsing from pain. That's how you experience the most exciting thing, isn't it?" S raised her arm and grabbed the descending blades, then pressed them down hard, pushing them to cut into Miki's body at an even faster speed.

"Aaaaaaah!!!" Miki screamed in agony, her eyes wide with tears and semen. The spinning blade, pulled forcefully by S, plunged deep into her shattered muscles and bones before she could even prepare herself. Blood gushed out in a clean, bloody arc, a spray of bone fragments and flesh mixed with a gushing fountain, splattering everywhere. The shock caused Miki to convulse wildly, involuntarily spurting a stream of pale yellow incontinence from her urethra.

"What a spectacular sight... Hey kid, do you still want those limbs cut from the sex slaves? If you don't have any ideas, you might as well give them to me. I'll remember this favor next time." The ferryman, watching Miki convulse under the blade's dismemberment, breathed heavily beneath his cloak, a sizable bulge rising in his trousers, completely engulfed in a state of extreme arousal.

"Sure, good things are meant to be shared... She won't need these little toys anymore, so you can keep them." S picked up a pair of silk-stockinged legs scattered in the pool of blood, held the long leg up and waved it in front of Meiji's dazed and screaming face, then swung the leg and tossed it to the ferryman sitting on the fleshy chair.

"Thanks, kid. In the name of the Fallen Mage, I'll repay you in the future." The ferryman caught the tossed leg, nodded, and then lifted the cloak that tightly covered his body.

Inside the large inner pocket of his cloak hung rows of neatly arranged, pale white limbs. These hands and feet didn't seem to have been there for too long; some of the severed limbs were still oozing blood. Meiji's long, slender leg was quickly and carefully stripped of its stockings by the ferryman and hung inside the inner cloak with an iron hook.

"Ha... I was wondering why anyone would be willing to stay here and do such a boring job as a guard, now I understand." S glanced at the ferryman who was busy cleaning up the severed limbs, and casually picked up a belt from the workbench next to him and tied it around his waist.

This iron belt around its owner's waist had small holes for interlocking at both the front and back. The phallus inserted into the lower body of the "raft" sex slave was connected to a long rope with enhancement magic at the exposed end. The end of the rope had a small ball for interlocking. As long as the owner installed the ball on the rope onto the belt, the metal phallus, which was deeply inserted into the soft uterus, would open up a circle on the uterine wall and pull back the flesh like a reversed umbrella, thus providing a safety belt for the owner riding the sex slave raft.

"And the most important way to fix it... should still be like this." S took off his pants and carefully looped several barbed metal rings around his erect penis. Then he spread Miki's buttocks apart, aimed his penis at her swollen and protruding anus, and forcefully thrust it deep into her overflowing anus.

"Ugh?!...Ughhhhhhh?!!" Miki was still screaming and groaning in the excruciating pain of the amputation. The hot penis that suddenly entered her anus made her cry out again. She could only twist her toy-like severed limbs wildly as S wantonly penetrated her anus from behind, her slender waist arching back in pain with each thrust.

"Kid, you've got the anal fixation and vaginal safety measures all set up, huh? Well then, once I've installed the handle for you, get ready to go in the water." The ferryman hid Meiji's severed hands and feet inside his cloak. Seeing S frantically thrusting into the woman's anus, he casually picked up a red-hot iron from beside the workbench, grinning savagely as he approached Meiji, who was moaning incessantly from the penetration.

"Sizzle!"

"Aa ...

However, S immediately grabbed a hot branding iron and, while vigorously fucking Meiji's anus, pressed it down hard on her tender urethra, which was still urinating. With a loud "plop" sound, a heart-shaped mark was branded onto Meiji's urethra as she screamed in agony. Her erect clitoris was charred black, and she convulsed and screamed violently as if going mad from the pain.

Next, the ferryman branded Meiji's severed limbs with charred marks. Each time the branding iron touched a limb, Meiji would convulse violently from the heat, her anal muscles tightening rapidly. This made S even more energetic, thrusting wildly into her anus. The barbed iron ring on his penis scraped against the tender flesh inside her intestines, and in a short while, his penis was covered with a thick layer of blood.

"Alright, now we can officially go down. Kid, I'm going to open the valve, get ready to enjoy the wild time below." The ferryman installed iron sleeves with welded handles on Miki's severed limbs. To prevent her from suffocating in the tide of semen, he inserted two rubber tubes into Miki's nostrils, which were pulled open by the nose ring, and connected them to the air bags tied to her hair. He also fitted a collar around her neck, which was connected to the groove on the front of S's belt with the same reinforced rope.

Then the ferryman instructed S to forcefully thrust his penis deep into her anus to stabilize her waist, while leaning forward, his arms gripping the handles welded to the severed limbs, and his legs resting on the iron sleeves on her severed legs, assuming a standard riding position like riding a motorcycle.

However, now that Miki's limbs had been amputated, her remaining body was less than half the size of a man's body, as light as a rag doll. Being ridden by S in this position inevitably looked somewhat comical and eerie.

"Okay, thank you for your help. I can't wait to go down and play with my little toy." S smiled and nodded at the ferryman, carefully putting away the glasses on his nose. Then, the floor he was standing on suddenly disappeared with a wave of the other's hand. He remained in the riding position, forcefully thrusting into Miki's anus while grabbing the handle attached to her limbs. He plummeted down the waves of semen gushing from the drainpipe, like riding a jet ski made of a beautiful woman on a surfer, vertically downwards, straight into the abyss at the bottom of the semen waterfall.

Thick waves of semen crashed over her, submerging most of her body as she sank under S's weight. The pungent, foul-smelling fluid poured into her stomach through her five orifices, causing her to cough and gasp for breath. Her smooth, sexy abdomen quickly swelled and bulged like she was pregnant. "Glug... Pfft..." "Seeing how fast you're drinking... it seems this semen really does taste amazing, hahaha! Enjoying you being..." "The sight of my stomach filled with semen is making me feel incredibly high!" S's face was filled with a wild smile. His body, fixed to Miki's plump buttocks by the deep penis inside her rectum, trembled uncontrollably with excitement. He simply used one hand to grab the handle on the stump to maintain his balance, while his other arm reached into the tide of semen, grabbing Miki's large breasts floating in the thick semen. He pinched the iron nails inserted into the nipple holes and forcefully pulled them out, tearing her two purplish-blue, perky nipples off along with the blood.

"Ugh?!...Ahhhhhh!!!" Miki screamed in agony as the pain of her nipples being pulled out caused her to throw her head back. A large wave of semen hit her in the face, and the thick fluid flowed down her throat. A large amount of semen also seeped into the two bloody holes where her nipples had been, bringing her intense, burning pain.

Before Miki could recover from the pain of her torn nipples, S casually threw the two bloody nipples he was holding into her mouth, which was being forced open by a gag. He then bent two fingers and stabbed them into Miki's wide-open eyes.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh?!...My eyes...My eyes?! I can't see?!" S's fingers were deeply embedded in Miki's eye sockets, and trickles of blood oozed from the corners of her eyes, slowly dripping down his sunken fingers and completely dissolving into the waves of semen that had submerged her beautiful flesh.

Blinded, Miki, naturally, under the excruciating pain, frantically twisted her toy-like severed limbs submerged in semen. However, this only caused her to clamp down even harder on S's inserted penis with her tight anus. The umbrella-shaped opening inside her uterus pulled the vaginal walls outward with force, almost causing it to flip over.

The simultaneous pain and stimulation from above and below nearly made Miki faint, but the enhancement spells applied to her body required her to remain fully conscious, leaving her on the verge of mental collapse, as if she were standing at the extreme boundary between pain and pleasure.

"Hey, after we get past the flow of semen, we'll be almost at the deepest part of the Beast Inn's underground. There are plenty of unimaginably large dicks waiting for you here, so cheer up. Oh... it seems you can't see anything now, huh? Oh well, there's nothing we can do about it. But being penetrated by dicks in complete darkness is quite an interesting experience, isn't it? I'll take away your hearing later too..." S grabbed the iron handle on the severed limb, suppressing Miki's violent spasms, and smiled as he gazed into the distance.

After a series of surfing sessions beneath the semen waterfall, S rode on Meiji, who was almost dead, motionless, face down, submerged in semen, bubbling and only receiving oxygen through a tube inserted into her nose. S floated slowly on the semen stream. Not far away, a deep, dark cave nestled on the rocky shore was S's destination.

In this dark cave, located deep underground beneath the semen waterfall, the woman's piercing screams could be heard clearly even from a distance. Reflected in the dim firelight on the cave walls, the woman's writhing, struggling shadow could be clearly seen.

On the rocks by the shore, several young women, their hands and feet gone, were impaled on wooden stakes inserted into their vaginas. Without exception, their round, pregnant bellies were prominently displayed, their snow-white skin covered with obscene language and symbols. Their breasts, with their nipples strung together by thick iron rings, were branded with the word "bitch." Their heads were encased in fully sealed rubber hoods, like pieces of meat on a chopping board, suspended in mid-air by the stakes, only occasionally twitching and struggling, gushing forth a torrent of vaginal fluid from their greatly dilated vaginas.

Noticing S drifting towards them, two neatly dressed servants quickly emerged from the cave, standing respectfully with their hands behind their backs on the shore, bowing to welcome S's arrival.

"Welcome to the heart of the Beastly Inn, a playground for all kinds of sadomasochistic pleasures for our members, including bondage, human modification, organ removal, interracial rape, and more... The sadomasochistic tools and breeding creatures available far exceed those in the shallow dungeons, providing you fallen mages with the means to vent your excess desires. We hope you, sir, will enjoy this journey to the fullest." Two attendants stepped forward and handed S a towel, helping him dry off the semen that had flowed through his veins. Splattered with semen, another man roughly grabbed Miki's hair, dragging her, completely immobile, ashore. He then attached sturdy iron chains to the handles embedded in her severed limbs, the chains converging behind her waist. The servant also pulled up Miki's hair and tied it to the chains, forcing her to raise her pained face, her bloodshot eyes tightly closed. With ease, he lifted the chains, suspending the now-meat doll of Miki in mid-air.

"Then I'll trouble you to take my sex slave inside," S said, hastily drying his wet hair with a towel. He glanced back at Miki, who was being carried like luggage by the servants, before stepping into the cave led by another servant.

The servant carrying the severed-limb sex slave followed S's steps, moving slowly forward. Pulled taut by the chains, the already powerless Meiji was covered in thick semen, her drooping breasts stained with semen. Drops of blood from her nipples mingled with the cloudy semen, slowly gathering at a point along the contours of her swaying breasts before dripping down, scattering a trickle of semen all the way into the dark depths of the cave.

...

A few days later, in a clean and spacious large guest room, S and the one-eyed man they had met that day sat facing each other on the sofa, discussing their next hunting plan.

"S, are you really not considering teaming up with me to capture a few legitimate mage girls to play with?

Although ordinary women can indeed be played with in various ways after their bodies are enhanced by magic, they're not tough enough, both physically and mentally. They almost collapse if you go a little too hard." Dead Eye, sitting on the sofa, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, talked to S, his legs stretched out wide, draped over his cow-like sex slave lying on the ground. The

severed-limbed woman under his feet couldn't muster the slightest resistance, obediently lying on the ground, not daring to move. Her large breasts, stuffed with various thick vibrators, were pressed tightly against the ground, and thick milk slowly flowed from her stretched nipples, gradually accumulating into a large puddle under her flattened breasts.

"Haha, Senior 'Dead Eye' is overestimating me. After all, I'm just a newcomer to the organization. As for my skills as a mage, I've only mastered a few innate special spells. It was only my first time successfully capturing a female mage of equal strength, how could I dare to go beyond my level and try to capture one?" S chuckled, pushing up his glasses. "Besides... I've already decided on my next target." "That's a real shame... but the mage girl I've set my sights on is indeed..." Possessing top-tier black magic skills, it seems he's also an idol singer while working as a mage? In short, he's definitely not someone to be trifled with. "I'll go and gather some information first. If you have any ideas, feel free to contact me anytime. I'm quite fond of you, kid." Deadeye took a deep drag on his cigarette, then, with the embers still clinging to it, he spun it around on the woman's buttocks beneath his feet before standing up and leading the sex slave by the rope around her neck out.

"Of course, thank you for your kind offer, Senior 'Deadeye.' If you're interested, I'll contact you immediately." S also stood up, following behind Deadeye to see the guest off.

This was the upper-floor rest area of the Beast Hotel, where each member had their own suite, where various interesting "furniture" could be added according to the guest's request—provided, of course, that enough Black Essence Coins were provided.

"Speaking of which, you have pretty good taste, kid. I didn't pay much attention when we were talking before, but now I realize—this door…it looks like it was made from that woman you brought along the other day, right?" Dead Eye walked to the guest room door, stroking his chin with interest.

On the iron-cast door, the limbless Miki was embedded. Her severed arms and legs were completely wedged into the doorway, her body arched backward, her large, round belly firmly fixed in place. Her clitoris had been cut off, and her anus, with its protruding rectum, was stuffed with a bunch of large, vibrating dildos. Words like "lewd" and "slut" were written all over her body. Numerous tally marks representing the number of orgasms and ejaculations were written in black ink on her vulva and buttocks.

It was unknown what had happened to Miki after she was taken into the underground cave a few days ago . What kind of ordeal had she endured? Now, her once beautiful, classical face was branded with two black marks, each bearing the symbol of slavery. Her eyes, completely blinded by S, were covered with a sealed black blindfold. Blood seeped continuously from her ear canals, suggesting her hearing had been completely destroyed. Her pale lips held a hollow gag with sharp spikes, and her tongue, severed in half and pierced with an iron ring, was bound with thin rope and forcibly pulled bloodily from the small hole in the gag, tied together with a nose ring, forcing her to remain in this position. With her tongue lolling out of her lips in a lewd pose, glistening, sensual saliva continuously dripped from the gag.

Miki's firm, full breasts had been altered and enlarged several cup sizes. Numerous ropes crisscrossed her mutilated body, binding her large, round breasts at the base, then further constricting them with multiple ropes, creating a gourd-like shape. Several large iron rings were pierced into the flesh of her breasts, pressing them together and forcing them to be constantly squeezed tightly. Together, they formed an unfathomable cleavage.

The wounds where S had torn off her nipples had been transformed into insertion channels, flowing with vaginal fluids and milk, resembling a honeypot. Four restraint straps, arranged in a cross shape, were tied to her breasts on each side, eventually crossing and converging at her back, secured with nails driven into her spinal cord. The barbs at the ends of the straps were embedded in the tender flesh of the breast's acupoint walls, then pulled in all directions, widening the open breast openings, revealing the pale red, wrinkled flesh and mammary glands completely.

"It was indeed made from that sex slave. It looks beautiful, doesn't it? And while considering its appearance, it's also highly practical. I've added several locks to this door," S said with a smile, probing his finger into the overflowing milky orifices and stirring it. The beautiful woman embedded within immediately let out a soft, extremely sensitive moan.

"First, there are these two keys, which are used to insert into her breasts. They're like safety locks that only I, as the owner, can control." S pulled out two large vibrators covered in rough texture from the inner pocket of her trench coat. The tips of the vibrators were shaped like key plugs. She only slightly inserted them into Miki's nipples before they were tightly enveloped by the writhing inner walls of her breasts, firmly inserted into her high, erect breasts.

"Then there's her honey hole below. This is basically like a doorknob. Just gently grasp the vibrator inserted into her vagina and turn it slightly..." S casually grabbed one of the vibrators exposed outside her protruding honey hole and forcefully turned it clockwise. A stream of vaginal fluid immediately gathered into a jet of water and shot out from her honey hole.

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh..." Miki arched her neck and let out a series of lewd moans. Her belly, round and swollen from pregnancy, bulged with the pressure of her abdominal cavity, and her navel, which had been high and protruding, then sank deeply, leaving a deep, dark hole in the middle of her protruding belly.

"Oh... what is this?" Dead Eye stared at the moaning Miki, his one intact eye revealing an excited look.

"Using a man's penis to open the last lock of the door, which is called navel sex... Senior, are you interested in trying it? As long as you can fuck this lewd door until you orgasm and squirt, the door will be fully open." "Haha, very interesting. Let me try your work, kid." With that, Dead Eye threw the rope holding the sex slave to S, excitedly pulled down his pants, and thrust his huge penis, bulging with terrifying blue veins, into Miki's big belly.

"Ugh?!...Ugh hahaha?!!" Miki trembled uncontrollably as the man on top of her fucked her. Her large belly swayed like a doorbell, and she moaned and groaned. Her modified navel, encasing his penis, writhed like a vagina, secreting lubricating fluid that made Deadeye's penetration easier and more pleasurable. Her protruding belly, along with the door frame, swayed violently from side to side.

Miki, her navel being brutally violated, had completely lost her former elegance and dignity, becoming nothing more than a sex slave, a mere piece of furniture that knew only intercourse and semen. Under the man's ravaging, she stuck out her tongue, emitting wanton moans and gasps, her body drenched in sweat, her buttocks undulating with each thrust of his penis.

Watching Miki moan and groan as Deadeye fucked her, S smiled with satisfaction. He then lowered his head and pulled a photograph from his pocket, examining it closely.

The photo showed a mature and voluptuous beauty, possessing a youthful vitality compared to the mature woman Meiji, exuding an indescribable gentle femininity.

"Lan Shiyu, the currently wildly popular A-list female idol actress… you're my next prey. Well, just look forward to it…"

[The End]

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