Chapter 1: Dildo Masturbation

Chapter 1: Dildo Masturbation

Squish, squish!

“Hoo, haa… Haa… Open your mouth…!”

It’s almost time for the final spurt.

As usual, I stuck my mouth out between the iron bars.

Then Scarlett started rubbing her pussy against it.

Screeeech!

Finally, an eruption of climax sprayed onto my face.

Shit.

She lingered in the afterglow for a moment, then slumped onto the chair.

“Haa… Hoo…”

The crazy bitch caught her breath for a moment.

The pussy juice splashed into my eyes, stinging like hell.

I let out a faint sigh and looked up at Scarlett.

She seemed quite satisfied.

Her pussy twitched, and she patted my head before getting up.

Then she put on her dress again.

“That was great today too. I’ll be back this evening?”

“I’ll bring something delicious too,” Scarlett added.

Bitch. I know it’ll just be pineapple pizza anyway.

I roughly wiped off the pussy juice and lay down on the floor.

Clang-

After the basement door closed.

I wriggled my body and checked outside the prison.

Did she leave? Not enough with just one, I need two, three times.

Once the footsteps completely disappeared, I crawled towards the corner.

“Hoo… That fucking bitch… I’ll definitely escape from here…”

Rattle-

When I moved a small stone there, a spoon was revealed.

How did I get a spoon like that in this underground prison?

It’s because it was Scarlett’s masturbation tool.

Once, I persuaded her by saying, ‘Wouldn’t it feel good to masturbate with a spoon?’

After much persuasion, even eating her pussy juice.

I managed to get the spoon.

As I cleared away the rest of the stones, a hole large enough for my head to fit through appeared.

‘To think I’ve only dug this much in a week…’

The soil was sturdier than I expected, but it wasn’t bad.

If I dig a little more like this, it should be about enough for my body to fit.

Whether it’s misfortune or good fortune, my physique was quite small.

Thanks to that, I didn’t need to dig a large hole.

Scrape, scrape, scrape-

As I diligently dug the hole with the spoon, dirt flew out little by little.

I was roughly throwing the dug-out dirt through a hole in the wall next to the prison.

Since wind was coming in from the hole, it seemed to be connected to the outside.

It’s a shame I can’t break the bricks with a spoon.

“Hoo, hoo.”

After digging for about 10 minutes.

My hands started to ache.

Digging with a spoon was slow, and my hands hurt.

But what else could I do? I would escape this place somehow.

I was careful not to injure my hands if possible.

Scarlett is a very thorough noblewoman.

For some reason, she lives in the mansion without her parents.

There are a few servants in the house, and the knights who rescued me also live there.

Do other servants know about this? Sometimes someone other than Scarlett comes down to the underground prison.

Bastards. That means they’re all in on it.

‘If I had a fork, I could at least struggle…’

Of course, Scarlett would know that too.

That’s probably why she gives me pineapple pizza for meals, which doesn’t require cutlery.

Scrape, scrape-

I continued to dig the tunnel.

The outside of the hole was the only way I could tell the time.

How much of a tunnel had I dug?

Seeing that it was getting slightly dark, it was about time for Scarlett to come in.

I covered the tunnel I was digging with bricks.

The hole and this tunnel are the only hope I have to maintain my sanity.

The spoon is in good condition, and if I have time.

I can escape.

Clang-

Finally, the door to the underground prison opens.

The familiar, nauseating pizza smell wafted in.

It’s pineapple pizza again.

The feeding chute opened, and the pizza slid in.

“I changed the toppings a bit this time. Enjoy your meal?”

Scarlett gazed at me with a bright smile.

I nodded silently and waited for her to leave.

Seeing her face makes me sick, and I can’t eat anything.

Scarlett, as if knowing that, left the prison immediately.

She’ll probably come back to masturbate again after dinner, as usual.

I chewed the pizza with a dirty feeling.

‘Mushrooms and corn… and cheese crust too.’

It had a much better texture than before.

She said she’d bring something delicious, and she actually considered my opinion.

Still, the good thing is that the pizza is warm.

My meals always come freshly made.

Seeing the stretchy cheese crust made me feel a little better.

“..Shit.”

Then, I came to my senses again.

After being fed something disgusting all the time, I feel better after being given something good once.

That’s how scary human psychology is.

Clang-

As I was finishing my meal.

Scarlett descended into the underground prison.

She always came into the prison at the most opportune moment.

Right around when the meal was finished.

Is she setting a timer?

Since I’ve been doing this for a month, it’s not that strange.

“Was the meal delicious? I put in a little extra effort today.”

She sat on the chair, holding a paper bag in her hand.

What will she masturbate with this time?

Scarlett’s masturbation schedule is morning, lunch, and dinner.

The crazy bitch comes here to masturbate three times a day.

She’s really not right in the head. Isn’t it tiring?

That means she’s masturbated 90 times regularly in a month.

Shit, I really want to give her a masturbation stamp.

“Today… I brought this.”

Rustle-

Various devices popped out of the paper bag.

Anal beads, a tail plug, a dildo, a brush, and other such items.

Among them was an item that looked similar to a vibrator.

‘Is it a magic item?’

This is a world where magic and engineering are only half-developed.

Therefore, such magic items are traded at very high prices.

But to buy a masturbation device with that money.

Her parents must be rolling in their graves.

Ah, but she’s a noble, so maybe it doesn’t matter.

“Hehe… Can you see it?”

Scarlett licked the dildo with a flushed face.

This means she’s going to rub her pussy with it now.

She sat down and spread her legs as usual.

“Your legs… spread them.”

Then she demanded a pose from me too.

I spread my legs wide with a grimace.

Yesterday she masturbated with my face, and now it’s a different angle?

Well, everyone has those moments, right?

Yesterday my thighs were a turn-on, but today it’s my hips.

My youthful libido fluctuated, demanding various poses.

My clothes were just rags covering my upper body, so the crack below was exposed nakedly.

“Hnng…”

Squish-

Scarlett, who was starting to get aroused, pressed the dildo firmly against her pussy.

At first, since she wasn’t wet enough yet, she circled the entrance.

She occasionally rubbed her clit, heightening her arousal.

“Look this way… Hurry…”

Annoyed, I averted my gaze, but a correction immediately came.

I stared intently into Scarlett’s eyes.

Then Scarlett’s movements became a little faster.

“Hnn… Haa…”

It seems she was finally ready.

She removed her finger, which was covered in sticky fluid, and inserted the dildo deep inside.

Squish-

The dildo slid in smoothly.

Thrust, thrust.

Her arousal fluid acted as a lubricant, and her heated movements thrust into her pussy repeatedly.

Occasionally, the inside of her thighs trembled.

Sweat beaded on her forehead, and her expression was filled with pleasure.

“Heek, heek…”

Scarlett panted with a flushed face.

Even then, her gaze was fixed on my pussy.

“Rub… rub it…”

She’s really trying everything. I sighed and rubbed my crack.

“Ang. Aang.”

Even mechanical moans without any sincerity.

But it seemed to be a turn-on for Scarlett.

The dildo thrusting became faster, and she slightly bent her body, closing her legs.

It seemed she was about to reach climax.

Squish, squish-

Liquid splashed everywhere, dirtying the floor of the underground prison.

It doesn’t matter. The servants will come down and clean it anyway.

Those servants also wash my body.

“Hic… Kkuhk…”

Sobbing sounds emerged, and she trembled as she stood up.

“Take it… Hnnng…!”

Squish, squish, sploosh!

“Hiiik…!”

Her lower body trembled.

At the same time, the pussy juice that came out splashed on me, wetting my lower body.

“Haa… Haak…!”

Bang!

Scarlett gasped for breath, her head hitting the bars.

Thwack-

Her limp hand dropped the dildo, and her heavily penetrated pussy dripped white fluid.

The dildo was also covered in white.

“Haa, ha..”

Scarlett sat back on the chair and caught her breath.

Her lust-filled eyes were filled with satisfaction.

“Today too… was great.”

She smiled brightly with her sweat-soaked face.

I didn’t feel like responding to her gratitude, so I just nodded lightly.

As she calmed down, Scarlett put the used toys back in the bag.

If she puts them in like that, other toys will get pussy juice on them.

Well, the servants will take care of the cleaning, so it’s none of my business.

She put on her dress again, as always.

Seeing that, it seems she’s always not wearing panties.

She’s really not right in the head. How much of her life has she dedicated to masturbation?

Even with the dress on, I could see pussy juice dripping between her legs.

Is it because it’s her house?

“Phew… I’m going to go now. I’ll be back tomorrow morning, so wait for me?”

I didn’t answer, as usual.

Scarlett looked at me as if I were cute.

It was a gaze like looking at a pet.

Clang-

Thus, only silence returned to the underground prison.

It was dark and quiet all around.

I can’t dig at night because I can’t see anything.

I roughly brushed off the pussy juice and closed my eyes.

I will definitely escape. No matter how long it takes, I will.

I don’t want to die as a masturbation material in this damn underground prison.

And time passed, and morning arrived.

Clang-

“Did you sleep well?”

Scarlett, holding something soft in her hand, came to the underground prison.