The Girl and the Plunderer (4)This pounding in my chest must be coming from the sense of depravity that I have to offer my augmented breasts and vagina to a bunch of Lower Oists. If I were wearing X, I could've instantly slaughtered these bastards - how dare they think of fucking me? Just the thought makes my clitoris tingle. To feel even a little more, I rubbed my thighs together to stimulate my clitoris while tightening my grip on the bastard's finger buried in my ass.
"Kkeh kkeh kkeh."
Even at his mocking laughter, I couldn't stop moving. Had my mind truly become that of a slut?
No.
Though my body was burning up beyond control, I'm no pervert who'd throw myself at lowly males blinded by lust. This is all just an act to increase my Milking Achievement Rate.
I steeled my resolve and continued my performance to deceive him.
"Ugh... mooo..."
"Hm?"
"Mmm... moo... I'm a milk cow. Hngg, please take me and raise me as your cow. As long as you milk me, you can use my body however you want until I die. Moooo..."
"Kuhahahahaha!!"
He laughed hoarsely while covering his eyes with his hand. When he removed it, tears had gathered around his red eyes.
Was my acting that hilarious?
The bastard suddenly stopped laughing, then snarled viciously while yanking my collar. The choking pressure made it hard to breathe.
"You became our slave the moment you put on this collar. Whether you live or die depends on our whims."
"Kghk!"
"But your milk is top quality, so I'll tell the Danjang about you. That there's a bitch wanting to become a milk cow. Kheh heh heh."
He lowered my upside-down body until it reached his glans, then commanded in a domineering voice:
"Don't stop sucking while we head to your new home. If you make me ejaculate before arrival, I might let you go. Work hard."
This is a lie. His obvious scheme is to make me suck his penis diligently. But I must keep acting like a lust-crazed cow. I have to suck like a madwoman.
Sluurp.
I took his massive glans into my mouth. My throat accommodated his enormous penis all the way down, reshaping my esophagus to its form. Holding me tightly, he sped toward their hideout.
Since their base was near the village, it didn't take long. I sucked fervently until my mouth area became a mess of drool and Cowper's fluid, but failed to make him ejaculate. Ironically, I was the one who climaxed.
"Hiiing! Hiiing! Hiiing! Hiiik..."
Just sucking his penis gave me sexual pleasure, with love juice and breast milk flowing endlessly. When he lightly bit my clitoris, I instantly reached orgasm.
Their hideout was a three-story concrete building by a small river. Upon entering the first floor, I saw about ten vicious-looking Oists sitting at a dining table.
Women in maid outfits served food. They were missing fingers, eyes, noses, or ears. The reason became clear when a drunken Oist grabbed a serving woman's waist, sat her on his lap, and roughly yanked her ear.
Scccrrriitch.
Her ear tore like jerky under his monstrous strength. He popped the severed ear into his mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed.
"Kyaaaaaaahk-!!!"
The earless woman screamed horribly and tried escaping. But he grabbed her remaining ear and ripped it off too. Losing balance, she staggered and collapsed.
He mounted her back to prevent escape, forcibly removed her panties, and without foreplay, thrust his thick penis to the hilt in one motion.
"Gkhek! Gkheuk! Gkheeeek!!!"
Her vaginal walls were likely torn, cervix crushed. With each piston motion, she screamed in agony. He pressed his index finger against her right eye and warned:
"If you don't climax within three minutes, you'll live blind."
"Hik! Hiiik!"
These fucking psychos.
No matter how many times I see it, Oists clearly view humans as livestock. Can I really reach 100% Milking Achievement Rate with my body intact?
"Haaang! Haaang! Haaang! Kghk! Haaang! Haaak!"
The pinned woman panted, forcing out lewd moans. But anyone could tell they were fake - she felt nothing but pain. She'd soon lose her sight. I could easily end up that miserable.
Nervously swallowing dry saliva, the bastard who brought me suddenly slapped my ass with a loud *smack!* I nearly fell forward. When I glared resentfully, he grinned weakly:
"What did you say you wanted to be? Tell everyone yourself."
I felt their gazes focus on me. Only the pitiful fake panting of the earless woman echoed in the lobby. Soon a squelching sound silenced her moans. She stopped struggling - probably brain-mashed when he shoved his finger too deep into her eye. He discarded her corpse like trash in a corner.
To avoid that fate, I must convince them I'm a sex-crazed bitch.
I am a milk cow. A perverted cow-slut who orgasms from being milked. Pleasing my masters' penises is my life's purpose.
Kneading my milk-flowing augmented breasts with a kinky expression, I begged my masters:
"I want to be your milk cow. After sucking my milk, the master beside me made me realize I was born to be a cow-slave. Please drink my milk. Mooo..."
My shameful cow-slave declaration made more milk flow. Checking my quest window, my Milking Achievement Rate had already reached 30%.
Just 70% more and I can reclaim X to save Reni.
The bastards snickered while scanning my body with filthy eyes. A 3-meter-tall giant with a knee-length penis spoke. Since others stepped back respectfully, he must be the Danjang.
"Sluts like you occasionally seek us out. Do you want to get raped until unusable, then become our food? Kekeeke."
Humans come here willingly? No matter how sex-crazed, who'd deliberately come?
"We've got the perfect device for you. Get inside that restraint yourself. We'll milk you as much as you want until death."
He pointed at a hollow Cow Doll - adult-sized with holes at the chest and vagina. Entering would surely lead to obscene humiliation.
Reaching 100% Milking Achievement Rate should free me. But would these bastards wait until I retrieve X after release?
Something feels wrong. Even if the quest frees me, immediate recapture would be meaningless.
But I can't stop now. If I fail as their sex toy, I'll be eaten. I have no choice.
The bastard who brought me released my collar and jerked his chin toward the Cow Doll.
Standing before it, I hesitated to enter. But feeling their chilling stares behind me, I realized there was no turning back.
A bone-chillingly cold voice spoke behind me:
"Changed your mind?"
It was the bastard who ordered me into the Cow Doll. He grabbed my waist and violently shoved me inside. The strength difference was too vast to resist. Before closing the lid, he flashed a filthy smile.
"We'll milk you until death, as you wished."
His words made my vagina tingle, releasing a gush of love juice. When he shut the lid, my body compressed until my augmented breasts and vagina protruded through the holes. I'd become nothing but a cow-slave.
The Cow Doll's face had small holes to see outside. Dozens of sinister red eyes stared - all monsters waiting to fuck me. My Milking Achievement Rate showed 65%.
In the earlier urgency, I'd forgotten my Stealth Skill. If I raise the rate by 35% more to break free, I can escape using Stealth.
The Danjang carried the entire Cow Doll to the lobby's central table.
"Drink your fill, everyone."
Countless hands immediately groped my augmented breasts and shoved fingers into my vagina and anus.
"Ugh! Ugh! It hurts! Stop!"
None listened. They just rushed to play with their new sex toy. The only mercy was that competition among them meant no one inserted their penis yet.
Suddenly, the hands kneading my breasts disappeared.
Stab.
Something pierced my nipple tip. Having been injected constantly by X, I recognized it immediately - a milk stimulant, likely mixed with drugs.
Stab.
Another injection. Probably low-purity drugs with high addictiveness. Continued dosing would leave me irreversibly broken.
Stab.
No...! More injections are too dangerous.
My nipples felt as sensitive as genitals, breast milk leaking incessantly.
"Haa... haa... stop... please stop..."
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