A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 351: Heart-Pounding (5) **

As for how painful the man's spanking was, in fact, when viewed objectively, it didn't hurt that much.

Because it did not reach the pain perception limit of VR devices.

Just looking at the severity of the pain, the pain he experienced while training at the academy was greater.

However, the pain experienced during training or combat was on a different level from the pain of being tied up and being beaten so that one could not move.

One-sided violence can even hurt your heart.

I was in pain too.

But after the rope is loosened.

"Sorry. You were in a lot of pain, right? Thank you for matching my taste. I know that my tastes are unique, but Soira is so pretty that I can't stop... "I couldn't control myself."

The man hugs me tightly while saying 'kind' words, and just with that, the lump in my heart melts and disappears.

"Yes. Are you okay? Because you can do anything you want."

The man's voice that you hear every time you talk heals your heart like healing magic.

Even though I knew that this was due to hypnosis, I couldn't control my mind from running wild.

"Tsk..."

The man's hand grabs his buttocks.

As I squeezed my still-tingling buttocks, my eyes flinched from the sharp pain.

The man nodded his head as if he was satisfied even when he saw me squinting.

It really is in bad taste.

But at the same time, there was a person who found even those bad tastes 'lovely'.

Love is a mental illness. A saying I saw somewhere once came to mind.

The man probably knows that I will react this way, so he treats me like this.

I know, but.

I know, but it was hard to resist.

Do I really need to resist?

Just listening to the man's words makes me feel this happy.

If we get out of here, it will go back to normal.

Opening your legs to anyone, wandering around chasing a moment of pleasure...

Isn't it better now than that?

Wouldn't it be a greater loss to lose the moment when even being beaten makes you feel happy?

– Sigh!

"Oh."

He must have sensed that the man was thinking about something else for a moment, so he pulled the leash the man was holding.

I left this leash because I asked for it.

I wanted to have at least one proof that I belonged to this man.

Thanks to this, I was able to look like someone who could see that I was this man's woman, so I'm just grateful to the man who accepted my request...

No.

No, no.

This is not it.

He put his hand down and touched my butt.

The intense heat transmitted through the palm of your hand. My butt was so bright red that I thought I might get burned by body heat, and it was painful even when I touched it myself.

The pain awakened my spirit.

Flora... Probably, it will be difficult to escape until the hypnosis is completely broken.

I also need to come to my senses.

With determination, I followed the man.

I was able to meet Flora not too far away.

"Eup- U-eup-"

Flora looked similar to me a little while ago. She was tied up with rope, so she couldn't move.

But the situation was a little different.

– Ugh...

Between Flora's roped legs, a large massager was vibrating, making a low vibration sound.

The bottom of Flora, which was placed on a table of the appropriate height, was soaked.

It was easy to guess what kind of liquid it was.

– Tuk.

The man put his arm on my shoulder. A feeling of heavy weight and a fluttering feeling as if you're about to fly.

"How is it? While dealing with Miss Soira, Miss Flora stayed here in this state."

"..."

What do you think?

What kind of impression are you hoping for?

I don't know how many times I was forced into SM play by a man.

The time of suffering was long, and the time of being 'loved' was short.

To think that during that time, Flora was just here hearing me being 'loved'...

A feeling of pity and pity for being neglected, a pity that Flora would not have felt that happiness.

And... A low sense of victory that this man took more time with me.

Ah.

It won't work.

I shook my head to shake off the feelings that were not mine and were not meant to be.

I feel like the gap between emotions and reason is getting worse.

I don't think there will be an answer if I keep being swayed.

He placed his hand on the man's groin.

Unlike the two of us who had nothing but rope on our bodies, the man was completely covered in a 'nice' suit.

A thick, hot, 'lovely' man's penis that can be felt even through clothes.

"Oh?"

The man who felt my touch raised his voice as if he was interested.

"Etiquette... Are you saying they are giving each other? Since I just received it, shouldn't I give back a little too?"

"Okay. Surely. That is correct."

The man sat down on a chair with a clear view of Flora.

"Then, where should we receive a reward for our courtesy?"

The man spoke leisurely and surrendered himself to my touch.

How much of the initiative can be regained with this?

But does the anticipation that fills my heart come from the opportunity to redeem the initiative, or from the joy of being able to serve the man?

I couldn't figure that out either.

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A 'warm' hand caressing the hair.

Is this how a dog feels when it is petted by a person? My heart fills with the wish that I could caress it just a little more.

Feeling the happiness that comes from 'love', I served the cock in front of him.

The size was just ordinary.

Since most of the men I have encountered while playing this game so far are of a size that could be said to be large, one could also say that they are relatively small.

But regardless of the size, it felt very attractive to me.

Everything was so 'lovely', from the hot body temperature, the fishy pre-cum that beaded on the tip of the glans, from the bumpy blood vessels to the testicles that gave off a strong male scent.

"Hmm..."

Sometimes, I loved the sighing sound of satisfaction when I ran the tip of my tongue over a sensitive area.

The hand went down.

Soggy.

Thick love juice was dripping between my kneeling legs.

When my finger touched my clitoris, my body started shaking.

My body was sensitive. I wonder when was the last time I was this sensitive.

"Hmm... Hmm... Chureup..."

Serve the dick faithfully and at the same time masturbate with your fingers.

My fingers are rubbing the clitoris and twirling it.

However, as I was smelling the man's scent emanating from his cock through my nose and mouth, the illusion of a man touching me personally felt better than any other masturbation.

And.

– View!

As semen spurted out of my cock, I also reached my climax.

Whisk.

Unable to control my trembling body, I sat down and felt an unpleasant lukewarm liquid on my sensitive buttocks.

My bright red buttocks have become so sensitive that I can even feel the pattern of the tiles on the floor.

It was clear that if I didn't treat it properly, I would have bruises and suffer for a while.

But even that was given to me by a man, so I was willing to accept it...

– Gulp.

I swallow my saliva intentionally.

Did your eyes blink every few seconds? How much did you inflate your chest when you breathed in? What about your hands? Were your fists clenched? Was it unfolded?

I deliberately diverted my thoughts by thinking about useless things.

Be careful not to feel excessive happiness from the hand stroking your head.

"Great. "It's nice to see that Ms. Soira has adapted to the culture of our city."

I had to take a breath to suppress my heart pounding at the man's unremarkable words.

How did the man accept my appearance like that? He left me sitting down and approached Flora.

Right. Flora.

It was just for a moment, but I forgot.

The man took off the ball gag covering Flora's mouth and asked.

"What about Miss Flora? "Isn't it difficult?"

"Hehe... Hehe..."

Flora gasped, sticking out her tongue.

The drool running down the corner of her mouth showed how difficult it must have been for Flora.

But Flora smiled and said: She smiled, holding back the excruciating pleasure she could feel from the massager still shaking violently between her legs.

"Fine... Oh, no. You... Sigh. Because you do it. I can endure it as much as I want..."

That is.

That dedicated 'love'.

Honestly, it was a little creepy.

If this had been an ordinary love, I might have felt warm or wanted to support it, but... I thought that with manipulated emotions, a person could become like this.

But at the same time, I didn't feel like I had to save him right away.

Then what if I get hated?

Ah. Again.

I regain control of the feelings that are slowly starting to erode. I need to come to my senses. If I don't save it, who will?

Meanwhile, the man took off Flora's massager, which was designed to tease her clitoris, and placed his dick on it.

"Thank you. I will use it well."

"Yes... Yes..."

At best I can say thank you.

With that one word, Flora felt happy, as if she could forget the pain she had been through so far.

The man's 'majestic' cock spread Flora's tiny pussy and disappeared into her body.

"Ah..."

Flora's voice that seems to melt.

It was a voice I had never heard before, even though I had hung out with men in places like Flora several times.

How good is it?

Just imagining it made my uterus vibrate.

Still, I couldn't bring myself to interrupt the man by talking to him.

I had to just look at the back and be content with masturbation alone.