Chapter 142 – #2-5 the Magical Girl Was Sold to a Pig (2)
The 13 nobles of [Mekrak], The lowest ranking Qual.
Even if it was the lowest rank, it also meant that he was the thirteenth most valuable person out of the entire population of [Mekrak], Excluding the [Queen].
Qual, who has a snowman-like body that looks like it would roll off if you kick it as it is, and even his face reminds me of a pig, has a rather unique hobby.
Making furniture by petrifying the rare creatures and attractive beauties of each planet.
In other words, he is a petrification master.
You can’t just be pretty, and it’s not good to look good.
First of all, everyone should have a unique characteristic that they can boast of. For example, it would be great if it was a magical girl on Earth. When you brag to others, it’s over with just one word.
Second, it is also personality. Among the women who are sometimes sold to him, there are women who have become like dolls before they can do anything, giving up and giving up, saying that they can no longer run away.
In the interior you see all the time, you can’t use such cheap materials.
A strong personality, a cunning personality, a cheerful personality, or a radical personality are good.
Whatever the nature, to thoroughly trample, to thoroughly torment, to trample underfoot.
And women whose hearts are broken because they are tattered.
Females who say that they cannot live without a cock and become cock addicts in their pleasure.
Qual raps such women without sleep for days on end, and then turns them to petrification when he gets tired of them.
Then it will remain forever.
You can always see and appreciate that face full of fear and awe towards him.
Every time I passed by the hallway, when I saw this stone statue, I could see how she taught her, how she bullied her, how she cried, what expression she made, how she clung to her cock and served her. That’s what I remember one by one.
As if the recorded contents were being played back, it seemed to be heard in his ears.
Each stone statue spread throughout the house has its own story.
Qual is to enjoy it.
That’s Qual’s hobby.
Wandering around the house, appreciating the statues of the women with the expression of a subdued female, recalling memories as if savoring each one.
Someday, I want to make it into a house where you can hear the heartbreaking cries of the beauties he cared for and the voices of female swearing.
‘Uh~ Uh~ Then you’ve got three precious magical girls~ Keep one on the first floor entrance~ Look at it every time you go in and out~ Decorate your room with one~ Enjoy it every morning when you wake up~ The other one Should I put it in the bathroom~ It would be nice if I could use it like a giggly toilet~ Should I use it like a toilet~.’
The three magical girls I bought just yesterday.
How each would be trained, Qual trembled with pleasure just by imagining it.
* * *
We who were sold to Qual’s mansion.
On that first night, I had the most painful, terrifying, and most painful experience of a magical girl’s life.
* * *
Ugh… Ugh…
Ahhhhh…!
We were sold to Qual late at night and immediately taken to a room that looked like a torture chamber.
A dark room lined with all sorts of torture instruments and sexual instruments.
Maybe it was intentionally left there, unlike the clean hallway, in the room where there was an indelible mess, there was a blatantly decadent smell.
If you listen carefully, you will hear the voices of women who have been subjected to all sorts of insults here.
“Now, cry~, cry~, sows~~~!”
Slap! Slap!
“Aww…!”
“Ew bub…!”
Brothers lined up side by side in a corner of a decadent room. Even the rags we were wearing had been taken off, and we were naked, with our necks and arms restrained by the hanging frame, with our buttocks stretched out backwards.
And Qual teased our defenseless backs and buttocks as he pleased.
“Hee hee~ Hee hee! Are you sick? It hurts~!”
A languid tone that stretches the end of words. And a leather whip that was swung in succession.
Every time the whip was swung, my body reacted on its own and let out a groan.
〈 ‘Attribute: Masochist Preference’ is activated.〉
〈 ‘Attribute: Mazo Pig’ is activated.〉
As it was trained by all kinds of monsters, the trained body accepted the sharp pain of the whip as pleasure.
A simple whipping turned into pain and brain-burning pleasure for me.
An indescribable humiliation.
It was honestly unbearable to shake my hips in joy while being whipped by such a pig, and to be honest, it was getting wet there.
‘Ugh… I don’t want to make a pleasant sound…!’
Clap!
“Hehe…♥!”
“It’s a sow~! Cry~ Cry!”
It’s a pity that I can’t cover my mouth with my hand because my arm is fixed.
Still, I stopped making loud noises while biting my lips to the point of bleeding.
I didn’t want to hear this pig struggling happily.
Dan-bi had a plug in her mouth because she spoke such harsh words, and Dan-ae was shedding tears as if she were really in pain.
It seems that 〈 Masochism Preference 〉 and 〈 Mazo Pig 〉 do not have the same characteristics. Well, it was because I was always in a position to lead like a sadist.
Even when I was raped like a slave in a den of baboons or a band of bandits, I felt like I was tempted and climbed on the cliff side with some spare time.
It seems to be weak on the one-sided side.
…Eh, even Dan-ae hurts when hit.
I’m happy to be hit
‘Maybe I’ve become an absurd pervert…?’
Thinking like that made me feel weird.
“Are you out of your mind~~~?!”
Slap!!
“Ah… Big!”
After a moment of bruising, I almost made a loud noise at the sudden blow. I barely bit my lip.
“Where! Dare! Me! Ignore it~~~!”
It must have been that he was asking for an answer. I was bruised and didn’t hear.
What came to me was a series of whiplashes full of anger.
Match! Damn! Match! Damn!
“…! Keugh…! I’m sorry…!”
Every time I get hit, I feel a tingling sensation of pleasure along with a sharp pain.
I managed to suppress the pleasure that seemed to burn my brain.
“Are you sick~ Are you sick~?”
Qual rolls her tongue in a teasing way and says, Well, honestly, if you ask me if it hurts, not so much.
It doesn’t look like a whip for play, but a whip used when training animals, but even though it was 〈 saving mode 〉, it didn’t feel too painful for the strengthened body.
Besides, this guy is weaker than I thought.
The monsters were this guy and that guy, and anyway, they had above-average strength.
“Ha ~ … Ha ~ … Ha ~ … Mandible ~ …!”
“…Are you tired already?”
“Huh~?!”
Aaaaagh!
When I asked indirectly, he swung his whip like a conditioned reflex. …It hurts a bit right now.
“Ha ha… Whoa… A haha! You’re bluffing! The appeal that even whipping this much is useless~ I know that kind of thing. Until now, while training so many women~ So arrogantly, it was nothing~ There were women who were just like that~ When those women later succumbed–“
“…”
Qual starts boasting about himself every now and then.
But in fact, as I, who was not very impressed with this bastard’s ‘assistant’, I heard such a story in one ear and flowed out in the other.
“K-K is amazing~.”
Dan-ae, who was next to her, was strangely admiring her.
No, didn’t you suffer similarly when you were in the lair of baboons?
“I used my hair a little~. More than that, I’m good at bullying, but I’m weak when it comes to getting hurt.”
“Why are you two whispering so much!!”
Aww! Aaaaagh!
“Huhhhhh!”
“I’m sorry…!”
Dan-ae snapped her neck at the furious blow and groaned, and I inadvertently flinched at her.
For about an hour, we continued to be whipped until Qual said he was sleepy and went to bed.
There’s nothing special about this, I thought to myself.
* * *
My stupid thoughts.
That thought came to be regretted as soon as Qual left.
“Okay~ This is enough to recognize that I am the owner~.”
Whoops… Ugh… Whimper… Keuh…
Whoops… Whoops…
Dan-ae is her blushing face and her scarred back is flinching and sobbing, and Dan-bi is exasperated as she snorts as her drool drips from the plug held in her mouth.
Even if I had gotten used to it to some extent, I still couldn’t stand the whipping that continued for an hour.
More than anything, I was whipped with even greater intensity, wondering if my reaction was accepted as a “Desperate bluff”.
Being attacked by two conflicting senses, pain and pleasure, at the same time, my head was completely confused.
Qual looked down with satisfaction at us who were shivering and shedding tears and drools indiscriminately.
Soon after, the door to the torture chamber opened, and something entered.
“Okay, Rudolph. I’m going to wash up and go to bed now, so do as you always do.”
[Yes, I understand. According to Qual. Have a good night.]
Rattle! Rattle!
Perhaps this was also remotely operated, and the mold that restrained us was opened at once.
I straightened up and stood up, squeezing my red-marked wrist and looking at Qual resentfully.
And I opened my eyes wide.
A character who approaches us instead of Qual, who leaves saying he is going to sleep.
Qual’s squire, probably called Rudolph.
I couldn’t help but be surprised by its appearance. Not only me, Dan-ae could feel her breathing.
[Hello. My name is Rudolph, who is in charge of the butler of this mansion. Nice to meet you, you slave bitches.]
The one who politely raised his hand to his chest and greeted him was a perfect android, wearing a suit but clearly recognizable as a “Robot.”
* * *
“Robot…?”
“Oh, come to think of it, you saw robots serving food at the restaurant below.”
[Please do not compare it with such a cheap mass-produced robot.]
As if the robot Rudolph was in a bad mood, bang! And stamped his feet.
That behavior was not human, and I was taken aback.
It is an autonomous thinking android that connects and links some of the data of 【Bank】, a valuable resource of 【Mechrak】. Please be aware that it is an ultra-high-performance device with a limited number, different from mass-produced devices that simply follow input information.]
He is wearing a luxurious tuxedo-like suit. The face has a monocle and even a mustache-like decoration.
Certainly, looking at it this way, it’s not like he doesn’t look like a human wearing a robot costume.
To think that there are robots that look like humans.
[Then, I think the self-introduction is over, so let’s follow along.]
“Huh…?!”
“Keugh…!”
Rudolph’s mechanical hand mercilessly grabbed and pulled at our leashes, who had fallen to the floor and squirmed.
‘Three, count…?!’
Rudolph tried to drag the three of us out of the torture chamber. No matter how womanly she is and how light she is, she drags her with such ease.
And no matter how we rolled, no matter what bumps we bumped into and screamed at, we headed our own way.
Unlike Qual, who lacked stamina and strength and was immature in many ways, it was an unstoppable behavior that seemed to regard this as a simple beast or livestock.
“Hey… Keuug… Slow down…!”
[The language pack for communicating with the beast is not installed on this Android.]
Danbi’s protest was mercilessly cut off by Rudolph’s cold mechanical voice.
At this moment, I vaguely realized that the worst night was about to begin.
