The owner of the Quan Inn, a pig-raising proprietress

Nestled on an unnamed island in the Pacific Ocean, the renowned hot spring inn "Mochizuki-go "

is a testament to the owner's exceptional business acumen. The inn's owner, Naka, a mere 25-year-old woman, is not only a shrewd businesswoman but also breathtakingly beautiful. With

long, slender arms and legs, a stunning figure, long, jet-black hair, jewel-like lips,
captivating phoenix eyes, and a beauty mark beneath her lip

, Naka, dressed in a traditional Japanese kimono, is like a Japanese beauty straight out of a poster .

Every summer, Mochizuki-go welcomes its regular customers.

Naka, along with the inn's staff,
waits for them at the inn's entrance, at the end of a stone-paved path.

"Naka looks beautiful this year too."

"It's all thanks to you." "

Thank you for taking care of us this year as well

." "It's my pleasure."

Naka greets each distinguished guest with a sweet smile.

What makes Mochizuki-go so unforgettable is its pristine hot springs, delicious food, and
the unique service available only here.

Guests enjoy a delicious Japanese meal in the lobby. Naika would sit beside the guests, pouring them drinks.

Once the food was nearly finished, the entertainment would begin.

A waiter would bring over a small box.

"As is customary, let's draw lots."

The guests would draw first.

"Oh ho, I drew the General! How lucky!"

"Mine is the Samurai. Not bad either."

"Kabuto, I'm much worse off."

After the guests had drawn, Naika would smile and reach into the box.

"Let's see what the proprietress drew."

Everyone leaned closer, eagerly awaiting Naika's reveal.

Naika carefully opened the slip of paper, quickly glanced at it, and closed it again; no one saw the result.

"What is it?"

A blush crept across Naika's face.

"No! I'm so unlucky!"

"What is it? Don't be shy, let everyone see."

"Yeah. Yeah."

"I don't want this result. Can I draw again?"

Naika moved closer to the guests, exhaling pink breath and winking coquettishly.

Most men couldn't resist Naika's charming coquetry, but the guests secretly chuckled, refusing
to give in no matter what.

"No way. Boss, you can't break the rules."

"That's right, that's right! Everyone can only draw once. And whatever you draw, you have to accept it."

"I'm so unlucky. My luck with draws has always been bad."

Naika pouted, opening the draw slip in her palm.

It read 'Slutty Bitch.' Below it was a small note: Because of her extremely high sex drive and
repeated seduction of men, she has been deprived of her human rights and reduced to a sex toy.

"You're all either generals or samurai. I'm just a bitch."

Everyone immediately erupted in cheers, some even high-fiving each other in celebration.

"Boss, don't be sad, it's better than being a sex toy last year."

"Yeah, yeah."

Before the guests could finish speaking, the waiter who had been obeying Naika's orders came over and
began .

"What are you doing? Why are you tying me up? Are you rebelling?"

"Boss lady, it's the rule. Bitches must be leashed. Besides, you've seduced men multiple times; you're a heinous criminal
."

"Who made this rule? I haven't seduced any men!"

"Oh, it's you."

The customers watched with great interest as the waitress bound and struggled Naika. Although they knew this was all
part of a pre-arranged game, the realistic acting still captivated them.

A glamorous woman bound hand and foot was always alluring.

The waitress skillfully tied Naika's hands behind her back in a few swift movements. Naika's struggles and curses
drew gasps of admiration from the bondage show.

Of course, no customer was prepared to help Naika.

Bitches should be leashed. Everyone agreed.

Watching the high-and-mighty, elegant boss lady degenerate into a lowly, helpless
bitch the stark contrast made the customers' hearts race.

The waitress tied Naika's hands behind her back, then wrapped the rope around her chest, around her breasts.

She didn't forget to open the kimono's collar, revealing one of Naika's soft, white, and large breasts,
leaving her disheveled.

The sight of half a breast exposed was more provocative than complete nudity.

Naika, licking her lips, continued to flirt with the customers, eliciting screams from them.

The waitress dragged the struggling Naika like a wild dog. Naika was forcibly
pulled to the center of the room. The waitress tossed the rope upwards, through the ceiling hooks, and straightened it. She then wrapped
the rope around her hands twice around her waist, passed it under her crotch, and finally tied it around Naika's left leg.

The rope was knotted at the knee.

The waitress tightened the rope again, rubbing it against Naika's vulva and pulling on her left leg.
She only stopped when Naika's left leg was pulled to waist level.

Thus, Naika's left leg was hoisted up, leaving her to support her entire weight on her right leg.
The position of her toes barely touching the ground must have been incredibly painful, as Naika struggled like a spinning top, emitting seductive moans.

The pain wasn't just in her toes; Naika couldn't control her body's posture, so she constantly swayed,
each sway causing the ropes to rub against her vulva, subjecting her to relentless stimulation. The final
torment was undoubtedly the humiliation brought on by the guests' burning gazes. The elegant proprietress had become an ornament, and the guests
' lecherous eyes stared at her breasts and the barely visible area between her thighs—all of this
brought immense shame.

The triple assault of humiliation, pain, and stimulation caused Naika to continuously moan lewdly.

The waiter finished binding her and then lifted the hem of Naika's kimono. He produced the most damning evidence.

From under Naika's kimono, the waiter pulled down a warm pair of silk panties.

Moreover, it was a nearly transparent pair of erotic panties with openings at the vulva and anus.

Just looking at the style of the panties was enough to conjure up images of intense sex.
"Everyone, please look, the evidence is conclusive."

The waiter had everyone pass around the panties, still warm from Naika's touch, then turned back to Naika, pointing a finger at
the former proprietress, now the slutty bitch.

"She actually wore such indecent panties. This is proof that she seduced men."

The customers nodded in agreement, the previously friendly atmosphere with Naika turning into one-sided accusations.

The insults were incessant.

Naika, clenching her teeth and moaning, looked even more alluring.

"There's nothing more to say. She's just a slutty bitch disguised as the proprietress."

The waiter spoke with the air of a detective who had discovered a criminal.

The following time, naturally, was time for the bitch's punishment.

The initiative shifted from the waiter to the eager customers.

Some grabbed whips, some candles, some syringes and enemas, and some even
nose hooks…

Faced with tempting men, these vicious criminals showed no mercy.

The guests each displayed their unique skills.

They pushed the tables together, forming a circle around Naika.

The guests took turns punishing the woman posing as the elegant proprietress.

They whipped her snow-white breasts, dripped wax onto them, hung her beautiful nose with a nose hook, lifted her kimono skirt
to whip her round buttocks, inserted a vibrator into her vagina, and performed an enema on her anus.

Naika screamed incessantly from the torture,

which only spurred the guests on.

Other guests sat on the sidelines, enjoying hot tea while commenting on their companions' techniques and
admiring Naika's pained expressions.

The first day of the hot spring trip ended in a frenzied atmosphere until dawn.

The guests returned to rest, satisfied, while the utterly tormented proprietress was finally released from the ropes.

"Thank you for your hard work, landlady."

Wiping the semen from the corner of her mouth, Naika revealed a bewitching smile in the moonlight.

"This is just the beginning. I'm looking forward to the rest of the show."

...

The VIP guest was led to his room, and the waiter handed him the key.

"Please enjoy the special service you requested."

The guest took the key and opened the door.

The room was dark; only after turning on the lights could the room's facilities be seen.

Overall, there was nothing special about it, not much different from a typical hot spring inn.

However, as a regular customer of Mochizuki-gyo, he naturally knew the secret lay within.

The guest entered the room and looked around.

Sofa, tea table, bedding, widescreen, treadmill...

everything seemed normal.

But he still noticed a black rectangular object in the corner of the room.

It was a strange object, about 1 meter long, and only half a meter wide and high.

According to common sense, it was completely out of place with the room's furnishings.

The guest smiled; he knew he had found the magical secret.

Mochizuki Village always brings freshness and excitement to its guests, never feeling like it was deliberately planned.

This project was no exception.

Completely new, without any prior notice.

This is the best project for guests on a hot spring trip.

Enjoying the fun of exploration while soaking in a hot spring, who wouldn't say it's great?

A rectangular object was covered with a black cloth, making it impossible to tell what it was.

The guest walked towards the black cube with great interest. The closer they got, the faster their heart raced.

It wasn't just a premonition; the clues that made their blood boil were becoming increasingly clear.

It was a faint moan.

Low, rhythmic, accompanied by an alluring female moan.

The guest couldn't wait to lift the black cloth, revealing the mystery.

It was a metal cage made of steel. The steel bars intersected horizontally and vertically, dividing the cage into several
small square compartments. Above the cage, facing the guest, was the lid, locked with a small golden lock.

What attracted the guest's attention was not the cage itself, but what was inside.

The beautiful Naika was in a cage.

Though she was inside, she didn't look comfortable.

She was dressed in typical office lady attire, wearing a black uniform skirt and blazer, the white shirt collar peeking out from
beneath her hair piled high. She wore black stockings and black high heels.

Naika's hands were bound behind her back with black nylon rope, and a black collar hung around her neck,
with a chain attached to the cage wall. A metal nose hook was attached to Naika's nose,
connected to the collar at the back of her neck. The chain connecting the nose hook and collar wasn't very long, forcing Naika to tilt her head back to reduce the strain on her nose.

A red gag was stuffed into Naika's small mouth, and saliva and moans were escaping through small holes in the gag
.

Naika was kneeling in the cage. Because the cage was so small, an adult couldn't possibly
stand inside. Moreover, after Naika knelt down, her body was flattened by the narrow space, pressed against her legs,
making her look like a sandwich or a folded blanket.

Her legs were bent and folded, with her thighs and calves secured together with straps. Her body, pressed against her folded
legs , was then secured to her legs with another layer of straps.

Her bound hands and upper body were also secured together with straps.

This made Naika look like a tightly bound package.

Naika couldn't make any extra movements. Because of the cage's small size, even the only remaining swaying was
impossible.

The guests watched with great interest as Naika was wrapped up in multiple layers.

Naika's buttocks faced the guests. Her skirt was deliberately lifted, revealing her buttocks clad in sexy black panties.

The panties looked very familiar.

The guests immediately realized that they were the erotic panties she had used for the first night in Wangyue Village.

Through the opening of the panties, Naika's pink flesh and cute anus could be seen, making the guests sigh in admiration.
It's definitely more interesting when it's worn by a person.

After playing with Naika's buttocks for a while through the cage hole with a vibrator, and enjoying watching her struggle
and writhe , the customer sat in front of the cage taking photos.

Tempted by Naika's helpless appearance, the customer eagerly opened the gift bag prepared for him.

Now it was time to enjoy the feast.

Using the key given to him by the waiter, he opened the steel cage.

Like taking out a package, he lifted the very light Naika from the cage.

He untied the straps that folded her body, removing the nose hook, gag, and ropes binding her hands one by one.

The customer helped Naika sit on the sofa.

He watched with interest as Naika frowned and moved her limbs.

Even in pain, the beautiful woman remained beautiful.

"Why are you locked up here, Miss?"

Although he knew, he still asked.

"Me?" Naika smiled, a smile that revealed a noble flirtatiousness that made one's heart itch.

"Can't you tell just by looking at me?"

The customer shook his head.

"I'm an office lady."

"Why is an office lady locked in a cage?"

"Because I'm a slutty office lady. If I'm not locked up, I'll seduce men. My sex drive is super strong
; I'm a criminal labeled a bitch. So being locked up there is my punishment."

"Oh. Can I punish you tonight?"

"No way. I was just saying. I finally got released; I don't want to be punished."

Naika said, snuggling into the customer's arms.

She made sweet sounds like a kitten.

The customer tore open Naika's uniform, kissing her while kneading her soft, firm breasts.

Naika's nipples quickly hardened.

"Any good projects?"

Naika grinned mischievously.

"I won't tell you."

Although she denied it verbally, she hinted at something with her eyes.

The treadmill seemed to have some mystery.

The customer walked to the treadmill, picked up the instruction manual, and read it. The illustrated instructions were easy to understand.

The customer gestured for Naika to come over.

Naika immediately swayed like a cat to the customer.

"Let's play with this."

"No. It's uncomfortable."

"Then it's settled."

Following the instructions, the customer found the props in the cabinet.

She gestured for Naika to take off her clothes. Naika performed a seductive undressing act in front of the customer.

The customer and Naika laid out the props together. There was a leather corset, black
ballet boots with heels and toes almost parallel, triangular gloves, and a black, full-body soft rubber suit.

The customer was very excited; this was clearly his favorite.

Mochizuki-kyo's service was very attentive; they knew every customer's preferences perfectly. Especially for
VIP customers who were willing to spend money to sponsor, they couldn't be lenient.

"Should I wear these?" "

What do you think?"

"No, please. It's painful."

Of course, the customer wouldn't give in.

Naika, who was already naked, had no choice but to put on the equipment the customer had prepared for her. First was the full-body soft rubber suit.
The suit was very thin, and it felt like skin when worn, not concealing Naika's perfect figure at all. After donning
the latex suit, only Naika's breasts, vulva, and anus were exposed.

The stark contrast between her snow-white breasts and pink vulva and her completely black new skin made her even more alluring.

Naika twirled in front of the customer, whose penis was already erect, giving her a satisfied thumbs-up.

Naika then put black stockings on her new skin and slipped her feet into terrifying ballet boots.
A black corset was placed around her waist, cinching her already slender waist into an hourglass shape. Finally, the customer himself tied Naika
's hands behind her back, binding them together in circles, and then slipping them into inverted triangular leather gloves.

With the entire outfit complete, the customer led Naika around in a circle.

Because of the ballet shoes, Naika's walking was not smooth, and her speed noticeably slowed. But as expected of
Naika, she still seemed quite at ease.

The customer walked to the treadmill and pressed the button according to the instructions. With a buzzing sound, a
set of mechanical pulleys descended from the roof.

There was also a set of adjustable ropes on the pulley.

Naika was pushed onto the treadmill by a customer, who then threaded the ropes under her armpits.

The customer pressed a knob again, the pulley turned, the ropes rose, and Naika was slowly hoisted up by her arms.

Just as Naika's toes were almost off the treadmill, the pulley automatically stopped.

Following the instructions, the button was selected again. The large screen facing the treadmill suddenly flashed.

"Welcome. This is the My Little Pony Run game. Is your pony ready?"

It turned out to be a game.

It started with a cutscene. A cute cartoon office lady girl ran into a small house, and when she ran out,
she was dressed in a black latex suit, her hands tied behind her back, and wearing ballet shoes. It was a perfect cartoon version of Naika.

The matching between the cartoon and the character was very high,

making the customer praise the designer's ingenuity.

The cartoon pony playfully bounced on the grassland, urging the player to start.

After selecting the new game, the game entered start mode.

A control keyboard similar to a PSP rose up next to the treadmill.

The guest quickly realized he was playing the role of the Big Bad Wolf chasing the pony.

His task was to catch up with the pony.

As the pony started running in the game, the treadmill also began to move slowly. Naika had to move her feet as well.

At the same time, the screen split into two parts: one part showed the pony running on the track, and the other part showed
the Big Bad Wolf chasing the pony's tail.

The game design was very simple, similar to a standard racing game. You need to avoid obstacles and collect power-ups.
The first level was practice mode. The pony wasn't running fast, and the treadmill under Naika's feet wasn't turning fast either,
which was nothing for the landlady of Mochizuki Village. There weren't many power-ups or obstacles, and the Big Bad Wolf didn't have to exert much effort to catch up.
The pony was caught.

As a reward, an animation appeared on the screen showing the Big Bad Wolf inserting his enormous penis into the pony's vagina.
A treasure chest was also given as a reward.

Opening the treasure chest revealed additional items in the game.

Simultaneously, various mechanisms appeared on the treadmill.

Following the game's description, the customer enthusiastically installed these mechanisms on Naika.

Vibrating pads were attached to Naika's breasts, and a catheter connected to an IV bag was inserted into her anus
; both the catheter and pads were controlled by the treadmill.

It was the first time the customer had found manipulating mechanics so interesting.

Naika, however, clearly disliked her new gadgets, stomping on the treadmill like a real pony
to express her dissatisfaction. The customer chuckled mischievously.

Once the customer finished, the second level began.

This time, many more gadgets were added.

Naika could also control the pony's speed and direction by running. The competitive atmosphere was
significantly enhanced.

There were speed boosts in the game. Naika's character would gain a short speed boost after consuming one, but the treadmill
speed would also increase slightly.

The character in the game doesn't feel tired, but Naika is severely tortured as a result.

The Big Bad Wolf also eats enema and electric shock items, which he throws at the pony. The pony then appears to be receiving an enema and
electric shock, thus slowing down.

Simultaneously, in reality, Naika's nipples are stimulated by vibrating pads, and the enema fluid switch is temporarily
activated, releasing a small stream of fluid into Naika's stomach.

These punishments spill over from the game into reality, stimulating Naika as she runs.

Her legs are already unable to stop, and she also has to control the character to dodge the Big Bad Wolf's attacks, while her breasts and anus are subjected to
various stimulations. This not only increases the difficulty for Naika but also causes her immense pain.

Getting off is impossible; Naika is completely controlled on the treadmill. Her only option is to escape
the Big Bad Wolf 's pursuit and reduce her pain.

Unfortunately, the game's mechanics are unbalanced. The second level also ends with the Big Bad Wolf winning.

This time, the reward for completing the level is a collar.

In the originally simple room, a drawer suddenly opened,
revealing a collar with electrical wires and conical stainless steel spikes as a reward.

The collar even had the words "For Violent Dogs Only" written on the front.

Now, Naika's equipment had been expanded with another collar.

And naturally, the third level added an item to shock the vicious dog.

Naika screamed incessantly from the torture, her vaginal fluids splattering all over the treadmill.

The watching guests couldn't resist wanting to complete the game.

Each level granted a reward, and the pony girl in the game would wear
new equipment, just like Naika. Her already low stats gradually decreased, making it increasingly
impossible .

The guest, playing the big bad wolf, won every time, gleefully inserting his enormous penis into the pony
's anus, a manifestation of the guest's desires.

Naika's equipment increased. First, there were chains between her legs restricting her movement. Then,
bells appeared on her nipples. Next, even the right to speak was taken away, and a large gag was placed on her. Later,
a large amount of aphrodisiac was injected into her vagina, lactation-inducing fluid was injected into her nipples, and a nose hook was hung on her nose.
A completely black, artificial human skin hood was placed on her head, only revealing her nostrils.

At this point, Naika's black ponytail emerged from behind the hood, revealing no eyes or mouth. A collar
perfectly connected the hood to her latex suit. Her arms were bound behind her back, and her legs were unable to move due to chains. In addition to
constant , bells would ring while she ran to add to the pleasure. The lactation-inducing fluid made her breasts swell to the size of
basketballs, and her nipples became exaggeratedly erect, with milk spilling everywhere along the bells. Her vagina was already overflowing,
and her stomach was filled with enema fluid. The only outlet, her anus, was replaced with an inflatable ponytail anal plug.

Various stimulations were applied to Naika's body, and she had to run constantly, unable to stop.

Her confused consciousness made her feel like she had truly become that poor little pony in the game.

Naika had lost control of the pony. She had no idea which way the pony was running.

She kept running into obstacles and the wrong props, then getting tortured by the treadmill.

The customer enjoyed Naika's helpless performance.

Finally, the obstacle was overcome, and the metal chastity belt and nipple cuffs were obtained.

The customer took Naika off the treadmill and inserted his already erect penis into Naika's wet vagina.

Naika had completely become a sex doll, manipulated and controlled by the customer, unable to resist.

All night long, the customer enjoyed this object that brought him immense pleasure.

Meanwhile, the all-black Naika played the role of a doll, struggling beside the sleeping customer.

The next day at noon, at a designated garbage collection point in Mochizuki Village, the staff found Naika. She
had been struggling there all morning. She

was completely covered in a black latex suit, her hands bound behind her back with triangular gloves. Her feet were
clad in ballet high heels, her legs bent backward, a black nylon rope
connecting .

Naika wore a black hood that only exposed her nostrils, and a collar for vicious dogs hung around her neck. Nose hooks
were attached to Naika's beautiful nostrils from the outside of the hood, flipping them up. The hood had a semi-circular indentation at the mouth,
presumably a large gag.

Her exposed breasts were enormous, their base bound by nipple shackles. Milk continuously spurted from her nipples, which
twitched from the vibrating pads, causing the bells to jingle softly.

Her lower body was completely locked with a black, conspicuous silver-white chastity belt, secured with a lock.

Only a black ponytail peeked out from the opening at the back of the chastity belt.

A small, seemingly joking note was placed on Naika's body, which resembled a latex doll.

"Disposable items, throw away after use."

Packed pornographic magazines and broken appliances lay beside Naika...

Lying in the garbage heap, Naika truly resembled a discarded doll.

The staff member observed for a while. Instead of rescuing Naika, he simply said harshly,

"Don't throw recyclable waste in the non-recyclable waste pile."

After saying that, he spat on Naika.

The doll, which had been motionless, suddenly shook...

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