Nathan didn't say a word.
He didn't need to.
He tossed the Miracle Berry into his mouth, chewed slowly, and swallowed with a low grunt—like it was nothing more than a snack.
The moment Nathan swallowed the Miracle Berry, the change was immediate.
His cock pulsed in his pants like a loaded weapon. Heat flooded his chest, his muscles tensed, and his pupils narrowed on Raven like a predator's.
[Miracle Berry Consumed.]
[Effect: High-Grade Arousal Spike + Stamina Surge Activated.]
[Title "Soulbreaker" — Aura Expanding.]
[Nearby Tagged Individual Detected — Raven.]
[Initiating Debuff Cascade…]
The system's voice was calm, clinical—completely unfazed by the depravity about to unfold.
Raven was still curled on the floor, mascara smeared, legs trembling, soaked through her panties. The shame on her face said don't, but the puddle under her screamed yes.
[Debuffs Applied:]
Emotional Fragility: +50%
Shame Sensitivity: +80%
Arousal Leak: Passive
Obedience Instinct: Triggered
Mental Resistance: Failing…
Compulsion Risk: 74%
She was still curled against the cold tile, hands over her face, breath stuttering as she fought the urge to sob—or moan.
Nathan didn't move right away. He simply watched her.
Like a man watching a sandcastle crumble under the tide.
"Get up."
His voice wasn't loud. It didn't need to be.
She flinched. Hard. But her legs obeyed before her brain did. She stumbled, barely getting upright by clutching the edge of the counter. Her stockings were torn, mascara streaked like black blood under her eyes, and the front of her panties clung to her cunt in a soaked, translucent mess.
[System Update: Target attempting resistance… Failed.]
She looked at him, dazed. "I… I shouldn't feel like this."
Nathan stepped forward. One slow, deliberate step.
Her breath hitched.
"You think I care what you should feel?" he murmured.
Then he raised his hand and—smack.
The slap was loud, sharp, and devastating. Not just from the impact, but from the way her body twitched in response—like it had been waiting for that.
[Raven — Tag Surge Detected]
[Masochist — Triggered]
[Pain Slut — Triggered]
[Orgasm Denial — Heightened]
Raven gasped, hand flying to her face in shock. Not from pain—but from how wet she got in that instant.
"Tell me what you are," Nathan said coldly, towering over her.
She looked down. "I'm not—"
Smack.
Another slap. This one left a red imprint across the other cheek. Her legs buckled. Her pussy throbbed.
"Say it."
"…N-not here," she whimpered. "People—someone might—"
Smack.
He grabbed her by the jaw, fingers digging into her cheeks.
"Look at this store," he growled. "Sinister Snax. Bright lights. Dirty aisles. And your filthy ass working here like some goth cashier bitch who thinks she's better than everyone."
She trembled.
"You've sneered at everyone who walked in. Talked shit. Rolled your eyes. Treated every customer like they were garbage."
He leaned in, close enough for her to feel the heat pouring off him.
"So now it's your turn, Raven."
She shook her head, tears welling up again. "No, please—"
Nathan shoved her backward against the counter. Her skirt bunched up around her hips. One swift motion, and he ripped her panties clean off. The wet fabric snapped in his fist.
"You're not saying no."
He dropped the soaked cloth on the counter like a used napkin.
"You're saying yes in the dirtiest way possible."
And then he touched her.
Just two fingers, right against her swollen slit.
Raven screamed.
Not in pain—but in sensation.
Her whole body spasmed, back arching violently.
[Orgasm Denial — Triggering: Max Level]
[Body Lock: Engaged]
[System Alert: Auto-Holdback Enabled — Target May Not Orgasm Until Permission Granted]
She bucked, desperate, grinding helplessly against his hand—but the system wouldn't let her come. Every pulse of pleasure was denied at the last second.
"You're going to beg," Nathan said. "Not for mercy. Not to stop."
He leaned down, whispering right into her ear.
"You're going to beg to serve while I fuck you in this goddamn store."
The bell over the entrance suddenly dinged.
Two customers stepped inside—brows raised in confusion at the silence.
Raven froze, horror flashing across her face.
Nathan didn't flinch. He dragged her closer, spun her toward the counter, and thrust her forward—her ass bent over the register like she was about to scan items.
"Serve them," he ordered.
"Wh-what?!"
"You heard me. You're still on the clock, slut. Ring them up. And if you dare disobey…"
He slid the head of his cock between her folds—just enough for her to feel it stretch her lips.
Her whole body shook.
"Yes—yes okay—okay!" she cried.
She fumbled with the register, hair falling over her face, voice trembling as she rang up the stunned customers. One of them tried to say something—then stopped when they noticed who it was.
"Oh shit," one whispered to the other. "That's the goth bitch who screamed at me last week."
They laughed—awkwardly at first. Then with cruel amusement.
Raven's humiliation hit a fever pitch.
Nathan didn't wait for her to finish.
He slammed into her from behind—hard, raw, and merciless.
Raven's scream was swallowed in her own throat as she doubled over the counter, still trying to ring up chips and soda while getting fucked in front of customers she'd once treated like trash.
[Pain Slut — Full Activation]
[Orgasm Denial — Pulsing]
[Self-Hate — Surging]
[Soulbreaker Aura — Expanding]
"Don't drop anything," Nathan hissed into her ear. "Be the good little cumdump you were born to be."
Her fingers shook as she passed the receipt.
She whispered through her tears, "T-thank you for shopping at Sinister Snax…"
The bell dinged again. The door closed.
And Nathan didn't stop.
Not even for a second.