Sweet Trap
"Fugu..."
"[Slavery]"
Prompted by the contraction of Eul's v*gina, Tigaro poured mana into the fluid that was rising from his p*nis and released it inside Eul.
The distorted pattern engraved on Eul's magic core.
The pattern that seems to be the cause of turning people into monsters was a little lighter than before.
In order to erase that pattern, Tigaro used the life energy of the semen to strike the magic core.
Tigaro's magic, which imitated the shape of the slave crest, covered the distorted pattern flashing on Eul's magic core, as if overwriting it.
However, the pattern, which gives off a sense of imperfection, is quite formidable, and perhaps due to the resistance of Eul's will, Tigaro's magic is once again repelled.
"Fuu..."
Tigaro pulled out his p*nis and slapped Eul's exposed butt, causing Eul's butt to tremble.
That's all for today's training for Eul.
It was an urgent task to enslave Eul and extract information from her, but Tigaro also had to replenish the Odo he had used in the past few days.
Besides, there's another female he has to train today.
After confirming that Eul's restraints had not loosened, Tigaro turned around.
"...Well, how are you feeling, Kenna?"
"..."
Kenna's body was placed on a triangular horse, and her hands were shackled behind her back, just like Eul.
Although her expression is indifferent, her cheeks are dyed red, and even though no aphrodisiac has been applied, love juice is dripping from her p*ssy to the protrusion of the triangular horse.
Kenna's body was becoming extremely sensitive as the weight of her body continued to give her p*ssy an inescapable stimulation.
"Kenna is such a bad girl. Even though I was supposed to be punishing you, you are so wet."
While playing with the nipple at the tip of Kenna's chest, he whispers this close to the animal's ears and attacks her with words.
Kenna's face did not change when she heard Tigaro's words, but her animal ears were twitching.
Kenna's love juices slowly overflowed and wet the protrusion of the triangular horse that stimulated her p*ssy and clitoris.
"[Spirit Tail]"
Tigaro uses the magic tentacle that comes out from behind his waist to pull Kenna down from the triangular horse.
Then, he placed Kenna, who was still tied up, on the bed in the corner of the room, lying face down, and Tigaro also climbed onto the bed.
Tigaro got on his knees behind Kenna and lowered his p*nis into Kenna's wet p*ssy.
"Fuu, fuu, fuu."
Excited by Kenna's breathing, Tigaro felt pleasure in Kenna's undulating v*gina.
Tigaro stirred inside Kenna's v*gina with his thick p*nis while pressing his hips against Kenna's butt.
"Ah... ah...!"
Kenna's tail sways violently at the pleasure of being f*cked from behind.
Tigaro wrapped his tentacle around the black tail that was swaying violently below him from the base to the tip.
Kenna's tail, which was covered with shiny body hair, was being kneaded by Tigaro's tentacle.
"――!? ――Ah!!"
Tigaro's tentacles rub against the hard core of her tail deep within her fur, and Kenna lets out a sweet breath each time.
Tigaro did not know, but wrapping their tails around each other and rubbing them together is an expression of affection unique to beastmen.
Moreover, it is not just a greeting to a friend or acquaintance, but a superlative expression of affection for a lover or partner.
Kenna's thoughts are invaded by the illusion that she is being courted by Tigaro.
Kenna knows that Tigaro has no intention of doing so and is acting that way.
However, even if Kenna understood it in her head, if her imprinted instincts were stimulated, Kenna's resistance would be nothing.
The pleasure that comes from caressing the tail turns into a feeling of happiness and pleasure.
"Hii, hii, ah, auu, ah, hau."
Kenna couldn't hold back the sweet squeal.
Tigaro gritted his teeth and endured the feeling of the tight v*ginal walls rubbing against his p*nis.
While losing his thoughts, Tigaro pushed his glans firmly into Kenna's cervix.
"Ah, ah, hauuahh!!!"
Kenna's hips trembled, and her black tail swayed.
Kenna's expression was filled with pleasure as she screamed.
Tigaro's patience reached its limit due to the tightness that felt like it was being sucked off, and he ejaculated inside Kenna.
"Hau…, hauu…"
Kenna could feel her master's p*nis throbbing inside her v*gina.
Kenna felt the sensation of something being sucked out from the depths of her womb, probably from the magic core, and the sensation of her tail being rubbed by the tentacle once again drove her crazy, and she let out a cute cry.
"Haha, haa… Haha, you don’t think it’ll end like this, do you?"
Even after taking a deep breath, Tigaro's p*nis did not lose its hardness, and his s*xual desire had yet to reach its bottom.
Kenna was then violated by Tigaro many times.
Even when she cried out, Tigaro did not loosen his grip, and she was not allowed to resist due to the restraints and the slave crest, and a large amount of the Odo created by Kenna's magic core was also absorbed.
Even Kenna, who had the physical strength of a beastman with excellent physical abilities, was completely exhausted.
However, no matter how many times Tigaro violated her, she never felt anything like pain.
On the contrary, Kenna was filled with a sense of happiness.
Once again, Tigaro, who was sucking the Odo from Kenna's magic core, pulled out his p*nis and wiped his sweat.
"Haa... yeah. That felt good, Kenna."
Apparently, Tigaro was finally satisfied.
Feeling happy about this, Kenna quietly let go of her hazy consciousness in her master's warm arms.
---
At a young age, Kenna was brought to the center of the village where the Black Cat people looked at her with contempt.
"Then I will now punish you with the tail cutting."
In the center of the square where the villagers gather, the village chief sees Kenna and Kenna's mother and says this.
The tail-cutting punishment is widely known among beastmen as a punishment for those who commit a deadly crime.
For beastmen, the tail has a very important meaning.
Tails are unique to beastmen and are not found in humans other than demi-human. The beastmen cherished this as a matter of pride.
In addition, tails often appear as important parts in fairy tales that have been passed down since ancient times.
For example, the act of [tail-turning] of the Tao clan, which would give a tail to an opponent.
The clan whose name appears in fairy tales is, after all, a phantom race whose existence has not been confirmed in modern times.
However, it seems that the clan was able to increase their power by giving tails to other beastmen, receiving tails from the beastmen in return, and exchanging tails with each other.
Tails are also used when beastmen entwine each other's tails during mating to confirm their love for each other.
Cutting it off was the same as depriving people of human rights.
This happened because Kenna's father committed a grave sin.
It seems that because he had been acting suspiciously within the Desambel Republic Beast Group for some time, he lost the trust of the village and ended up committing an unforgivable crime.
Kenna had no special relationship with her father, so she didn't feel particularly close to him, but because they were blood relatives, Kenna was also subject to punishment.
The punishment of having her tail cut off was carried out easily.
The pain of having her tail cut off was unimaginably painful, but it was even more painful for Kenna to see her mother take her own life in despair after her tail was cut off.
"I'm sorry for putting you through such unfortunate circumstances after giving birth to you, Kenna."
Her mother's voice turned hoarse and her face turned blue as she shed tears of regret.
Those were her mother's last words.
Kenna was left alone in the village.
Kenna lost her rights as a person in the village, and was used as a toy by the men.
In a hut in a corner of the village, her main job was to be used as a s*x tool, her young body was devoured, and sometimes she was beaten for no particular reason.
What's more, the men's behavior in the village intensified, perhaps because they found Kenna's reaction to pain and suffering interesting.
Kenna's still immature body couldn't handle the harsh actions of the males, and the scars on Kenna's body increased every day.
However, Kenna had no choice but to accept this in order to survive in the village.
The days after her mother passed away were long and hard.
Exhausted by the violence and s*xual desire forced upon her, Kenna gradually begins to erase her emotions on her own.
The main nutrients are the men's semen and the insects that occasionally enter the hut.
Kenna stopped thinking about them and simply ate them without any emotion.
One day, for a while, Kenna was treated somewhat better.
According to what she heard from outside the hut, there seemed to be a dispute between the Purple Leopard Tribe and the Black Cat Tribe.
It seems that the conflict between the two races has been resolved for the time being, but the Black Cat Tribe will give Kenna as a peace gift.
She was taken to the village of the Purple Leopard Tribe, and the environment changed only slightly.
However, the treatment of Kenna, who has no tail, remains the same among the Purple Leopard Tribe, and she returns to the cruel daily life.
In the large village of the Purple Leopard Tribe, Kenna is used as a toy by men and is forced to undergo s*x treatments.
The Purple Leopard Tribe was a race that was a bit more bloodthirsty than the black cat tribe, and they used her body more roughly.
Even though she was young, Kenna's body was covered in dirt and semen, and she had old injuries that couldn't be hidden, probably because she was constantly being handled too roughly.
In Kenna's completely worn-out thinking, it became unclear whether she was alive or dead.
"Redul, don't look at that for too long. The filth without a tail will spread to you."
"Eh, but I'm curious about what kind of child was sent away by the other village."
This was several months after Kenna heard such an exchange in a corner of the village.
The village of the Purple Leopard tribe was engulfed in flames of war.
Perhaps because of the many evil things they were doing behind the scenes, they became an enemy of the Council of Wise Ten Beasts, which rules the Republic of Desambel.
The village of the Purple Leopard tribe was quickly overrun by assassins sent by the Council of Wise Ten Beasts with the cooperation of other countries.
---
After getting her head trampled in front of the blue-haired girl, Kenna was having her head rubbed by his master in front of her.
"My bad for stepping on you earlier."
"..."
The boy in front of her, around the same age as her.
Kenna was newly brought to a foreign country.
Kenna didn't have the slightest interest in the actions of the boy who had become her new master.
It seems that a slave mark or something like that was engraved somewhere on Kenna's body before she knew it, but Kenna, who was young, didn't really understand it.
What she does know is that when this boy orders her to, her body moves on its own.
However, for Kenna, who had been humiliated on a daily basis in the Purple Leopard tribe's village and Kenna's village before, no matter how harshly she was treated, she would not be surprised now.
Whether she was being beaten as a toy to vent their frustrations or violated as a s*x tool, none of it mattered to Kenna.
Yes, she should have thought that.
What caught Kenna's attention was the way this boy named Tigaro looked at her.
"Hmm? Is there any pain left somewhere?"
His gaze was warm, as if he were seeing her as something other than an object.
Those eyes with a smile that seemed to be glued onto his face were definitely reflecting Kenna.
Kenna, who had spent her life as a toy only to satisfy people's desires, was uncomfortable with that gaze.
Many times, Kenna ran away to hide from his gaze.
---
Kenna is not allowed to leave the Noros family compound due to the order, but she is allowed to move freely within the Noros family compound.
A little away from the stable, there is a pile of dirt.
Kenna crawled into the area where horse manure had accumulated without feeling any disgust.
Kenna was used to having semen all over her body all the time, including the smell that made her nose turn.
Rather, Kenna crawled here in search of this filth.
Flies gather in this area, and not many people come near it due to the filth of leftover excrement and urine.
If this is the case, even if Kenna's whereabouts are found, there is a possibility that they will give up and leave Kenna alone due to the filth of horse manure on her body.
Even in the village of the Black Cat Tribe and the Village of the Purple Leopard Tribe, she used this method to avoid being looked at.
This was a life skill that Kenna learned during difficult days.
"Whoa!?"
A pile of horse manure was knocked over and found by the mansion's maid, who looked surprised.
It would have been better if they had just turned a blind eye, but things didn't turn out the way Kenna wanted, and the maids heard the commotion and gathered.
Kenna realized that her peace had been easily shattered.
"Tigarokent-sama, this way."
The maid brought in the boy who was giving her that strange look.
"Ah, again?"
The boy let out a sigh and said that to Kenna, who had a blank expression on her face.
"How would you like it? As long as I get permission, I can handle at least one beastman slave from another country without any problems."
The maid who brought the boy suggests so.
For a moment, Kenna thought that maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.
If Kenna could escape from this extremely painful life, she would have chosen to do so.
Even if she lives, in the end, she will only experience hardship.
If that's the case, she'd rather just die.
A dark feeling arose in a corner of Kenna's heart.
――I'm sorry for putting you through such misfortune after giving birth to you, Kenna.
At that moment, she remembered someone's voice and her heart ached.
Kenna must have persevered through those painful days, wanting to deny those words, but with her worn-out thinking, she can no longer remember who said those words.
As Kenna was thinking about this, the boy shook his head and answered the maid.
"Haha, there's no need to do that. I'll take care of this child, so you guys can go back to your work."
"I understand."
The boy frowned at feces and urine wrapping her body, but for some reason he grabbed Kenna's hand and started walking towards the detached house.
Kenna, who was trying not to think about anything, was silently pulled by the boy's hand.
---
Once Kenna was naked, the boy who was also naked threw water over her head.
A glob of water falls from above, washing away the dirt from Kenna's hair and body.
"Hmm, I guess it would be better to restrain your behavior with more commands... But maybe the black cat tribe has a habit of hiding in horse dung... At the school, the beasts of the Desambel Republic Beast Group... they don't have this habits."
Kenna ignored all the words the boy muttered without reacting.
If she threw away her thoughts and emotions and just surrendered, it wouldn't be painful.
Kenna's eyes showed nothing as she was treated like a doll.
After Kenna finished bathing, she was ordered to dry herself with a towel, change her clothes, and sit on a sofa in the detached house.
The fact that her body was cleaned means that she will probably be violated by this boy from now on.
Kenna vaguely guessed that.
That happened a lot even before she came here.
The memory of the male beastmen, who were ignored by the women in the village, dropping Kenna into the river to wash away the dirt on her body, and then having her have s*x with them on the riverside, flashes through Kenna's head.
However, before the boy reached for Kenna's body, he brought out a tray.
On the tray was delicious-smelling soup and bread.
"I'll bring some food to my mother, so please wait quietly."
The boy said that and left the room.
When the master returned a while later, his face looked somewhat lonely.
"...Haha. Well then, let's eat together."
What the boy brought was a tray for two people with the same food as before.
A simple soup made with boiled vegetables, and a stick-shaped food called bread that she had never seen in her hometown.
The aroma of bread and the delicious smell of soup tickled Kenna's nose.
For the past few days, Kenna had been forced to eat by order, but since she knew the taste of it, her appetite was starting to get a little stimulated.
"..."
Kenna suppressed her thoughts, not wanting to show her intentions.
Her own suffering and sadness stimulate others.
That will only stimulate them even more.
Kenna remained silent, enduring the hunger and appetite stimulated by the smell of the food.
Her fur was still damp and a little cold, and she felt her skin stand on end from the cold.
"...Achoo."
Kenna realized that she had made a mistake when she suddenly started sneezing, probably because her body had gotten cold before she knew it.
She should have waited for the painful time to pass like a doll so as not to attract attention.
This would lead to worse things being done by people who noticed Kenna's reaction.
Kenna, who felt fear and pain in her heart, maintained a neutral expression while somehow enduring the cold.
However, the boy, who was looking at her in surprise, still reacted to Kenna's actions.
"Oh, sorry. Did you get cold from bathing?"
After saying that, the boy went somewhere, but he placed the tray on the table in front of the sofa and immediately returned with a blanket.
Kenna was taken by the hand and placed between the boy's knees on the couch, and a blanket was placed over her.
Then, the boy wraps his arms around Kenna from behind.
"Look, this is warm, isn't it? ...Mother used to do it a lot, too."
The boy muttered, looking nostalgic, but also somehow lonely.
Kenna wasn't hit, her body wasn't severely shaken, and Kenna's heart, which had been suppressed, swayed just a little in surprise at his gentle warmth.
Kenna's body gradually became warmer as she was held in his arms for a while.
Then, Kenna's stomach growled.
It seemed that the boy who was wrapped around Kenna could also hear it, and the boy, noticing Kenna's hunger, brought the tray that had been placed on the table in front of them.
"It's a bit awkward, but... well, it's fine. Let's eat, Kenna too."
The boy said as he smiled a little.
It seemed like a sweet trap to Kenna.
She swallowed thickly to suppress her flailing appetite.
Don't open your mouth.
The moment she accepted that invitation, she was certain that she would be plunged back into those hellish days.
Kenna's mouth was tightly shut from such fear.
The boy who had been watching Kenna saw this and groaned in embarrassment.
"I don't really want to use commands, but I wouldn't want you to starve to death... [Open your mouth]."
Kenna's body moves on its own as the boy orders her to do so.
Kenna tried to keep her expression neutral, not wanting to make it feel even worse, but her heart was still filled with disappointment.
Kenna realizes that she is destined to have her body treated as he pleases, and a sense of emptiness dominates her heart as she is treated the same way no matter where she goes.
The boy poured soup into Kenna's open mouth over and over again.
For a moment, Kenna's mind flashed back to those days when she had no choice but to drink the semen that came out of the p*nis that was forced into her mouth.
However, Kenna's memories were quickly washed away by the warmth of the soup and the aroma that filled her mouth.
As Kenna was fed by the boy over and over again, just like a baby bird receives food from its mother, she began to feel something strange.
It's a warm feeling that calms the bottom of her stomach.
Gradually, her body became warmer, and she felt that the feeling of emptiness that covered her heart was gradually fading away.
Kenna ended up letting the boy make her eat it all.
As her stomach expanded, Kenna was overcome with sleepiness and felt her eyelids gradually become heavier.
"Haha, good night."
She hears the wry voice of the boy patting her head.
Hearing that voice, Kenna felt a sense of relief and quietly closed her eyes.
It wasn't until much later that Kenna began to think about the boy's intentions.
---
Kenna woke up in Tigaro's arms.
The restraints had already been removed, and it was immediately clear that this was Tigaro's bed in his room in the detached house.
When Kenna tilted her head slightly, she saw her master's face right next to her, sleeping with his eyes closed and Kenna in his arms.
She doesn't remember coming here on her own, so Kenna was sure Tigaro carried her.
"...Tigaro-sama."
There was no response from the owner, who was completely asleep.
After confirming this, Kenna gently entwined her completely healed tail around Tigaro's leg.
Then, Kenna slipped her face into Tigaro's chest and fell asleep again, enjoying the scent of her master.
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