Chapter 20: Chapter 20

To my right was a bed made of leather and some straw which I don't know what it was used for. Plus, a wooden bucket.

I guess I am in another world.

"I don't know why I feel so tired..."

Eh, my voice sounds like that of a young woman.

When I looked down, I had no idea.

The size of my breasts is huge; it's only natural that there is a heavy burden that I feel.

I had been reborn in the body of a young girl when I saw my legs which were in a wide-open position. I can't move it.

When I looked closely, it seemed that my legs were being chained tightly.

I looked up, and the same thing happened to my hands. My position is squeezed while continuing to expose all my vital areas in front of the door.

"It turns out that what the god said is true, being made a slave like this. It was like falling into a deep hole. "

I began to hear the moan of some of the women outside my cell. These slave-catchers are having fun with them. This is a natural thing to happen in times like this. For now, there's nothing I can do.

"But, I still feel like there's something I'm forgetting. Why is it so hard for me to remember, huh…."

Was this the effect of waking up in a new body, or did my head hit something earlier?

I'd better think about what I can do now; first, the god who hasn't introduced himself suddenly threw me into a gap dimension; at the same time, there were countless terrifying-looking creatures intent on attacking me. That's the situation that made me like this.

Then, the second thing is that now I'm alive again. My current self is Ameyama Mamiko. This means I'm from the Ameyama clan; I don't know if this is a coincidence, but the name is a bit similar to the meaning of my last name. At least, I should get used to this new calling.

The last thing is, I was asked to survive. That means the world I'm in right now is a harsh environment.

I'd better find something to relax me a bit. But, what can I do while being handcuffed like this?

Come on Raini..., not Ameyama Mamiko. Think something about this.

Suddenly, I came back to my memories of when I was with Margaret. I guess I know what I can do.

I also looked down right above my breasts; then, I moved my hips so that my chest swayed; after that, I could feel a strange sensation that hit my body. It felt like stimulation during masturbation, but what I saw was myself.

The sensation was peculiar, but I finally got to see what my pussy looked like.

When I look closely, the shape is very charming. Maybe a little similar to Margaret's pussy but a lighter pink color.

I wanted to play it, but my hands were caught. Tch, this situation is troublesome.

Then, I started to hear a sound from my stomach.

"Ah, my body is frail. I am hungry. "

It must be like this; if I was made a slave, of course, I couldn't possibly be fed enough.

However, there is one thing that confuses me a bit. Why is my body not too thin? You could say that my current body is ideal if, in my view, the chest size is K cup, then the hands are pretty full, and the waist is slim, and my thighs are pretty tight. I can't see the size of my ass because I can't squeeze it. I'm entirely naked when chained up like this.

I feel a little better because of living as a woman if I wear a man's body. I want to die again because I'm ashamed to be in this position. Because I'm a woman, everyone who looks at me will think I'm sexy. Think of it as my source.

In the end, there was nothing I could think about anymore because I was hungry. My brain doesn't have the energy to do that. The only thing I could do was bow my head down while waiting for the person referred to by the god to come to save me.

Suddenly, my cell door was opened by someone. When I looked at him, he was a bald brown-skinned man carrying a plate.

He looked at me.

"Hoh, your eyes have changed now. Have you changed your mind about everything? "

"Hah ?..."

I don't understand what that means at all.

"Finally, you speak; I thought I would continue to feel like I was enjoying a dead girl. "

Without saying much, he put the plate down and took a spoonful of food.

Then, he used his left hand to force my mouth open. In this way, he forced me to swallow this hot food forcibly.

Of course, I can't stand the heat.

However, he seemed to be enjoying it when it tortures me.

"Haha, finally this response I've been waiting for. But you're hungry, right? I will give you good affection. "

Damn bald, I'll kill you after this.

He again did the same thing to me; I couldn't help but swallow it forcibly so I wouldn't starve anymore.

This has proven that working slavery in the modern era is much more comfortable than being a slave in the true sense of the past.

After all the food was finished, he brought his face closer to mine.

"Too bad, your mouth keeps opening because of the heat, huh?. you look like a barking dog; your pretty face is being wasted; I'll help to cool it down. "

Then, he kissed me very roughly. At the same time, he also played with my breasts with both hands.

I got another weird stimulation; this pain mixed with a horny feeling was entirely new for me.

This can make me moan involuntarily.

This guy's mouth stinks; I almost fainted by this.

"You moan, finally…, after waiting for a while. "

He even licked my nipples, which I just felt made my nipples harden by themselves. I finally understood things like this happen automatically when the situation allows for horny.

This guy treats me like his woman.

"Hey, how long have I been here..."

I decided to look for information amidst my moan.

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"Huh, why do you ask that? "

Of course, he was suspicious of what I said.

"Just answer..."

However, I got the opposite.

He squeezed both of my breasts hard; at the same time, he looked at me with an angry look.

"Don't be arrogant; you are a slave. Realize your current position. "

I could only endure this pain, but without realizing it, my eyes started to tear up.

Even so, I didn't sob at all.

"Ah, looks like I overdid it. Maybe this is the effect of your head being tortured so often that you might lose your memory a little. But, you've been here for two weeks. "

Two weeks, so I've been in this position for the previous two weeks. No wonder my whole body feels sick.

Then he went back to licking my nipples because I couldn't resist at all. All I could do was stare at him with hatred.

When he realized when I saw him like that, his face looked happy.

"This time, you were much slower in responding to me, yes, but I'm a little sad. You must be punished. "

The bald man just took off his pants in front of me; then he showed his dick proudly. When I noticed, it's even much smaller than mine when I was a boy, heh, your trash.

"Take this. "

He then slapped my face with his dick several times; I was utterly humiliated.

I wanted to bite his penis right away, no matter what the consequences.

However, when I was about to do it. He noticed it and took a few steps back.

"It seems, this time, you intend to resist well, huh. Still, I won't let you. "

He also took the bucket that was here. Then, he repositioned his insides to let my head in.

When this bucket blocked my vision, he used his bucket holder to hold my head up.

"To tame a stubborn lioness like you, I do have to take various precautions. "

Then, he used his hands to hold my breasts so he could pinch his dick.

"Ah, yours is indeed very satisfying. "

He did paizuri very skillfully; damn, I was taken advantage of by him.

It didn't take long; he started screaming and spitting out so much semen in my breast.

The filthy liquid made me want to throw up.

On the other hand, he pulled the bucket and threw it the other way.

"It's still not all out; accept this. "

He ejaculated again right in front of my face. I couldn't help but close my eyes when he did that.

"Hahaha, finally, you can look prettier if it's filled with my sperm like this. I'll come back later this afternoon, dear. "

After he put his pants back on, he immediately left my room.

My whole body reeks of his sperm; I spit a few times to get the smell to go away.

It would be much better to spit on my own body than to have to receive a disgusting seed spray from him.

Is this one of my other forms of suffering.

***

I also continued to follow Lenora from behind, even though we were in the middle of the meadow, but our vigilance was high all the time.

This was done so that we could safely traverse this dangerous road.

Lenora also gave me a sign.

"Looks like we've passed half the way; soon, we'll reach the end of this place. "

"At least we can rest for a while. "

"Yes, let's take shelter in one of the trees over there. "

After that, the two of us sat on the ground, relaxing.

Lenora seemed to pay attention to her surroundings.

"I think it's safe; there are no dangerous animals in my line of sight. "

She also kept the knife back.

"I think I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. "

"Even so, you don't seem tired. "

"Staying alert for a long time makes my mind tired. "

"That's right, this. "

She gave me a water bag.

"Thank you. "

I feel thirsty right now.

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