Chapter 36

I slowly came to, lying naked on a mattress in a dimly-lit room surrounded by men I didn't know. They were all wearing a cloth face mask. A video camera set up on a tripod faced me directly. Some rag wrapped around my mouth and a cold collar shackled my neck. I followed the leash tied to a radiator.

Panic washed over me. Where was I? How long had I been out for? Just who were these strange people? Moreover, where did my phone go?

"Hello, Marika," a familiar voice greeted me.

Principal Minoru Iwata stood upright from behind the camera, wearing a nasty grin on his face.

"Mmm!" I tried to plead with him but couldn't with my mouth muffled.

"Oh, there's no need to talk." He walked over and caressed my cheek. "Don't worry about where you are. No one's going to find us. We have all the privacy in the world. You can forget all about the festival. Soon, you're going to drown in pleasure the way you've always wanted. Like the slut you always were. Then, when you're fully broken, I'm going to have you for myself as a personal sex slave."

The more the principal talked, the wetter I became. I squeezed my legs shut, hoping he didn't notice. However, his eyes flicked down my body. He shot out a hand to feel my slit and came away with soaked fingers.

"I knew it. Just a no-good little whore. You're wetter than the ocean!" Principal Iwata cackled and returned to the video recorder. "Okay, the camera's rolling now. Go mess her up."

Countless hands shot out to grope me all at once. They squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples so hard, I cried out in pain. Their fingers invaded my pussy like checking the temperature of a bath. My body was their plaything, and I somehow didn't hate it.

Before I even had a chance to part my lips, someone pried my mouth open for me and shoved his dick in. It slid all the way back to my throat.

"Mmmpphh!"

"Oooh, damn. This mouth of hers is piping hot!" the man exclaimed.

"I'm taking this pussy then!" Another shoved his cock into my pussy without so much as a second of foreplay.

I couldn't moan while having my throat fucked. Shivers nipped at every inch of my skin and burned fiercely.

"Hey, you sure you don't wanna wear protection? This bitch is a wholesale slut, right? I bet she's riddled with diseases!"

"I don't even care. I've never seen a hotter MILF before with tits like these. I'm blowing my load into her cunt if it's the last thing I do!"

With the way they were talking about me, I wasn't a human being in their eyes. Merely a tool to be used for their pleasure. Both men fucked me so hard, my breasts hurled back and forth until a third man grabbed them. He pinched with every intention of trying to rip my nipples off.

"MMMMMHHH!" My hands flew up to stop him.

However, the intense pain delivered me straight to climax.

"Someone bring the toys over!"

They carried over a crate that jostled like a full toy box. The men pulled out all manner of adult toys, some of which I couldn't fathom existing until today. Large dildos ribbed and bulging with warts, wriggling vibrators, a ring-gag that would force my mouth wide open, whips, wax candles, and more.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" The man face-fucking me blew his load straight down my throat, emptying his balls until my stomach was warm with fresh cum.

I'd hoped to catch my breath, but another took his place as soon as he left. My nipples suddenly pulsed with pain. I thought someone was pinching them again. Instead, two men were affixing clamps attached to bullet vibrators on them.

"Lookie, lookie." A balding man dangled a small remote control over my head. "Which setting should I set it on, hm? I think the slut wants it at max!"

Bzzzzzzzzt!

"MMRRRPPPHH!" My eyes rolled back as the combined pinching and vibrating, a sensation I'd never experienced before, wreaked havoc on me through my already sensitive nipples.

After cumming in my pussy, the next man flipped me over.

"The bitch is wearing a butt plug!" he shouted, inciting a round of laughter from everyone in the room.

Powerless to resist, he ripped the plug out of my asshole, tossed it away, and replaced it with his lubricated dick.

"Yes! I love it in my ass! It feels so good, I'm going to cum already! Please, someone… fuck my pussy, too… I want it in every hole!" I cried.

Their shining white grins showed through the darkness. They obliged. Someone scooted underneath me and guided his dick into me, and a third forced me to wear the ring-gag to keep my mouth open. The trio fucked me in my ass, pussy, and mouth. I was never with any group less than three.

Thwack!

"Nnnghh!" I convulsed as a sharp pain ran up my spine.

The one pumping into my ass got a hold of a crop whip. He brought it down hard on each cheek, leaving them both stinging. At the same time, the man I was giving a blowjob to occasionally slapped my face. He struck me swiftly. The cheeks on my face stung just as much as my ass. They were probably swollen and red.

I loved this. I couldn't explain why. In the heat of this gangbang, I was right at home. I saw in front of me the glint of the camera lense pointed in my direction. Principal Iwata, who was standing behind it, stroked his own dick and grinned with a look of vindication.

If hours had gone by, I wasn't sure. A black leather collar wrapped smug around my neck, and they made me crawl on my hands and knees. There was always a new combination of men to fuck me. My body had been glazed in their cum. They had television, beer, and cigarettes for everyone. But I was the main entertainment. Some left and came back. Others had gone out for longer. Enough stayed behind for me to service them.

"Oh, that's it. Keep sucking, baby. Massage my balls like before, too…" A man ran his fingers through my hair.

A horse race was being broadcasted on the television. Five men lounged on the long couch, watching the race unfold. I sucked them off one by one.

"Mmm… Shllrrp… shlluurpph…" I blew the man and gently squeezed his testicles like he asked.

The spectators erupted in mixed cheers and groans.

"Ah, fuck! I had good money on that one!"

"Heh. I just made back my last two losses!"

As I moved on to suck the next, he kicked me away instead.

"You're fucking filthy. Go wash yourself," he said.

"Yes, master!" I lowered my head and crawled to the bathroom.

It was dark and moldy, lit up by an oil lamp. The walls were crusty with grime, and spiders claimed every corner of the room. Someone followed me in. They grabbed the shower head and sprayed me down with cold water. It felt good on my stinging body defiled with teeth marks, bruises from constant whippings, and made sticky by fresh and dried spunk.

"Get on your back. I'm gonna fuck you before we go back out there," he said.

"Yes, master!" I obediently laid flat on my back, legs up and spread.

The man got on top of me and stuffed his dick into my waiting pussy. He took me for himself, taking the opportunity to kiss me while we were facing each other in the missionary position. In the mostly empty bathroom, our depraved rutting echoed loudly.

"Tell me. Where do you want me to cum?" he asked.

"In my pussy… all of it… I want every drop of your cum in my pussy!" I pleaded between kisses.

"Ahh, take it you cum dumpster! It's a big load!"

I threw my legs behind his waist, holding us together as he came inside me. My womb was already so full of other men's cum. If I wasn't pregnant already from sleeping around, this gangbang was definitely going to do it.

The door swung open. Three men looked in, smirking like this was the expected outcome.

"You were supposed to wash her down, not fuck her. Just so you know, you got your turn with that one."

"Tsk. Fine." He got off me, sounding slightly ticked off.

One leashed my collar and yanked me back out into the living room, where the rest awaited my return. Their erect cocks were all I saw, and I was attracted to them like a dog to a bone. I'd become a slave to the scent of their masculine musk, each like a different flavor for me to sample.

"Hey, Minoru! Whaddya say we take her outside? Show everyone in town what this housewife really is?" the man holding my collar asked.

"W-What? No!" I panicked, but someone quickly put a ball gag around my mouth to silence me.

"You're right. It's about time Marika be true to herself. This will be your grand reveal!" Principal Iwata's grin widened as he continued to film me.

They dragged me across the room. My resistance was meaningless. As a woman, I was powerless to their strength. It served as a testament to just how different our sexes were.

"Please, don't! I'm begging you!" I screamed.

The door creaked open and sunlight blinded me. I felt the open breeze of wilderness. When my eyes adjusted, it came to my realization that we weren't in Togetsu. I didn't know where we were except somewhere in the forests of Kumamoto. Behind us was the old log cabin we emerged from. Over a dozen cars were parked around the decrepit building. My bladder emptied itself as sheer relief washed over me.

That camera which had been capturing my debauchery slid in front of me. I saw reflection in the lense, a mess of a woman naked and disheveled. The person behind the camera wasn't Principal Iwata though. He grabbed me from behind, hand on my throat and thumbing the collar. His hot breath teased the back of my neck.

"Just kidding! See? I can play pranks, too. How else can I stay hip with the kids? Oh, but you aren't a student anymore. You're a grown woman, who craves sex more than anything else. Say it, Marika. Tell the camera." Principal Iwata slipped his dick into me, and I sucked in a quivering breath to swallow my moan. "It's okay, sweetheart. You can let loose. Be as loud as you can. No one is going to find us out here. It's just you, me, and enough men to ravish you stupid."

"I… I love sex!" I shouted at the top of my lungs and bucked my hips to his thrusts. "I can't stop thinking about sex! There's nothing to do in Togetsu… Life is so boring here, but sex… It's so easy to start doing… I just want more of it!"

"There you go! Now you're being honest with yourself!" He tugged on the leash, forcing my head back. His other hand slapped my stinging ass so hard, it echoed across the forest.

The other men stood by and watched. They snickered at me, a piece of meat cut from the butcher's block. Tears ran down my cheeks. A weight had lifted from deep within my heart and wasn't coming back.

"Who else did you have sex with? I know you've been cheating on Tetsu!" Principal Iwata growled.

"With… With Jiro Shiraishi!" I yelled.

Everyone burst out into laughter.

"That old fuck?"

"Can he even get it up?"

"I'm Jiro's pretend wife… I love the way he eats me out and fingers me… He's so skilled at making me cum that I'm weak to his advances… Even now I'm thinking about him licking me!" I exclaimed.

"Of course, that bastard Shiraishi is fucking you. He ran me out of town. Chased me through the woods on his truck. Gave you my house! So, you fuck him in return. Who else? You're not satisfied with just him." The principal slapped my ass again.

I shuddered, nearing another climax. "Aaahhh! I had sex with Satoshi Maeda! He makes me feel like I'm in love again. The butterflies in my stomach… that youthful vigor he has whenever we're together… When we have sex, it feels like we're making love!"

"Yuuko's brat? I always thought he was a little touched in the head. Should've ended up in a special school. Instead, he's out here fucking you. Worse yet, you're fucking your son's classmate! Is there more? There's more, isn't there?" he whispered into my ear.

"Yes! There's more… so many more… Miyamori, too!"

Principal Iwata recoiled in disgust as I uttered the name.

"No wonder I see him coming in and out of my house ever since you moved in. There really isn't a cock you won't beg for. I'm almost repulsed. More impressed than anything. Adult actresses are always acting, but you aren't! Now take it, you fucking whore!" He slammed deep, letting his seed spill fill me up.

"I'm cumming— aaahhhhhhh!" I climaxed so intensely, my vision flashed white.

The principal let go of me, but left his cock buried in my pussy. He whipped out a carton of cigarettes and lit it up for a smoke. The burning tobacco hissed. Cinders and ashes landed on my back as he tapped the cigarette. It should have hurt a little but didn't. If anything, I liked being used as an ashtray.

"There's still plenty of daylight left. Take Marika back inside and do what you want with her!" Principal Iwata shouted.

They walked me back into the cabin for another go, and I excitedly crawled back in for it. We continued through the day, letting the hours tick past while drowning in pleasure. If I was too tired to ride or suck them, they fucked my limp body. Some had brought their dogs to have their way with me. Everyone snapped pictures or filmed their own short videos as a sort of keepsake.

When it got dark, they turned on lamps around the cabin. The inescapable cycle of depravity introduced me to a dark side of sex. They dressed me in a school uniform, choked me near death several times, made me lick their assholes, and gave me food from a dog bowl lathered in cum.

"Here you go. I've snipped the last tie you have to your sanity." Principal Iwata tossed my phone at me. It landed a foot away from me covered in cum. A recording of me had been sent to Tetsu, and he was going to inevitably see it. Countless missed calls and unread texts went unanswered. Their laughter filled the room, and it was all I could hear as they continued to masturbate over me.

One of them kneeled down beside me to finger my pussy. I willingly opened my legs for him. Another slapped his dick over my face until I started sucking him. About now, the Tanabata performance had ended, and I didn't feel an ounce of anything at all except for the tingling aftershocks of an orgasm, the sticky cum all over me, and someone fingering me.

"Now, that's a good girl." Principal Iwata loomed over me like a titanic monster. "As soon as you see cock, you become a bitch in heat. In all my years of teaching, I always knew. Girls like you will grow up to be nothing but sluts. You parade yourselves without even realizing it, which means it's only natural. Always posting yourselves on the internet. Sleeping around with boys a few years older than you. I thought I'd escape all that moving to the countryside. Who do girls even have to show off for? Then I find you, with your tits as big as a cow's udders, swinging them around while covered in sweat during summertime. That's when I realized girls are all the same in the end. You're proof of that, Marika. You just can't resist your true nature. And from now on, you're going to be my sweet obedient sex slave."

When I navigated to the NTL app, a long scroll of notification that I'd earned points from having sex with all the men in the room. I recognized none of their names. They must all be acquaintances of Principal Iwata, or strangers he gathered just to humiliate me. Too bad for him…

"We'll see… about that. Saya, buy a Reload with event points and return to my bathroom!" I demanded.

"What—" Principal Iwata's baffled expression was the last thing I saw before the world slingshotted back into the past.