Chapter 197

Chapter 197

How much time had passed? “Haa, haa…” I was still straddling Sert’s body, panting. Sert’s still-swollen cock was stimulating me from the inside, but the essence within was now weak. No wonder, Sert had already come seven times. He could probably go more, but wouldn’t his cock start to hurt soon? However, that wasn’t all. “…What kind of, woman…” The gang members, who had been surrounding me and spouting lewd words, were leaning against one wall of the stone chamber, resting. But their cocks, peeking out from between their legs, had already lost their strength and were limp. 32 minutes in total. That was the time it took for me to make them all cum. Using my two lower holes, my mouth, and both hands to unleash my sincere technique, they came about once every 5 minutes. Thanks to that, I didn’t look very pretty right now. My hair, shoulders, and body were covered in semen, and a strange foreign object was stuck in my butt, refusing to leave. Of course, that foreign object was a plug inserted to prevent the semen from flowing out. “…Unbelievable woman.” Sert said, seemingly impressed as he looked at me. Usually, a man like him wouldn’t acknowledge a woman as an equal, but had I just earned that recognition? …It was a completely different treatment from when he was about to smash my head in. “…Are you… satisfied?” Still, just in case, I asked, pretending to be exhausted. Sert pushed me away instead of answering. “Hnghk…!” I pretended to fall weakly to the floor and looked up at Sert, who had somehow gotten to his feet. But Sert wasn’t looking at me. He pulled up his pants and ordered, looking at his subordinates slumped against the wall. “…Bring it.” I could faintly see his legs trembling, but I didn’t point it out. Otherwise, I might really get a fist shoved into my pussy. As I quietly kept my mouth shut, “…Boss, are you really going to do it?” “Th-think about it again…” The gang members tried to dissuade him, looking surprised. I didn’t know what he meant by “bring it,” but judging by their reaction, it must be something serious. Well, I’d find out soon enough. While I was lying on the floor in silence, enjoying the afterglow of pleasure still lingering in my body, Sert spoke again. “It can’t be helped. It’s the boss’s order.” “…Tch.” “Haa, she was a waste.” At the mention of the boss’s order, the gang members clicked their tongues regretfully but got to their feet. It was quite flattering that they liked my body so much, but I couldn’t help but feel uneasy about what was to come. I wasn’t afraid, but the atmosphere felt ominous. …And soon, what they brought was truly ominous. “…Huh?”

-Sizzle, hiss.

The gang members brought a small brazier. They skillfully lit a torch to the charcoal-filled brazier and began to heat up a branding iron placed on top. …Wait. That, no way. It couldn’t be what I was thinking. “Hey, hey, even if it hurts, try to bear with it.” “Sorry. We don’t want to do this either, but the boss said so.” “…Don’t say useless things.” …It seemed I was right. The underworld gang members each said a word as they heated the branding iron in the brazier. But Sert stopped them and stared at me with cold eyes. “Consider yourself unlucky. You’re not guilty, but if there’s a fault, it’s that you slept with that guy.” From his words, I could sense my future. No matter how much I tried to think positively, it seemed the only places that heated branding iron could touch were me or Keire. …Should I endure it? Even the Iron God Armor wasn’t invincible. If a heated piece of metal was held against it for too long, it would inevitably cause burns. If they intended to torture me with the branding iron, they had chosen a rather effective method. I could protect my body to some extent by surrounding it with internal energy, but that would only last for a fleeting moment. Perhaps I would have to kill them, making all the humiliation I had suffered so far meaningless. After hesitating, I quietly asked Sert. “…Sert-ssi.” “….” “What are you… going to do with that?” “It’s better not to know.” If you don’t want to die, you should tell me. But I couldn’t say it like that, so I phrased it more gently. “…Please tell me.” “….” “I want to know.” I looked straight into Sert’s eyes as I spoke. If I, a woman who had been roughly humiliated by five men, still had a determined look in her eyes, maybe he would tell me. Was I right? “…Haa.” Sert let out a soft sigh and glanced at Keire. He wore an expression that seemed to be contemplating for a moment, then picked up the heated branding iron and said. “…With this, I’m going to brand a mark on your stomach in front of that guy.” “A mark…?” Looking closely, there was a pattern engraved on the end of the branding iron. It was a symbol that signified a female slave. “Yeah, the boss told me to do it.” “…” The symbol no longer meant female slave because the laws had disappeared, but the perception still remained. In the underworld, branding was sometimes used as proof of humiliation, so people were even more sensitive to such symbols. “….” It was fortunate, at least. That the target of the branding was me, not Keire. They probably wouldn’t brand Keire with the mark of a female slave. If they had intended to brand Keire with it, I shouldn’t have endured it, but I was okay. Even if the burn didn’t heal well, the Doppelganger’s healing power would eventually cure it. …And even if it didn’t heal, it didn’t matter. “….” “….” As soon as Sert finished speaking, I quietly looked at Keire. Bound, he was staring at me with a complicated look, shaking his head slightly. Not up and down, but side to side. Did that mean I shouldn’t endure it any longer? But it wasn’t time yet. At least until only Keire and I were left in this underground prison, I had to endure. 『Wait.』 I shook my head at Keire and looked back at Sert. …Perhaps there would be no chance for just the two of us to be left alone, but as long as there was a possibility, I had to endure as much as I could. I wasn’t going to die or become disabled, so I could endure being branded. Having made up my mind, I nodded at Sert. “…I understand.” // The time it took for the branding iron to heat up was much faster than I had expected. “Heh, what bad luck.” “…Just bear with it a little.” The underworld gang members laid me naked on the floor and grabbed my arms and legs. And I entrusted my body to their hands. “….” The red-hot branding iron was quite threatening, but I took a deep breath and returned the internal energy surrounding my body to my dantian. I had to get hurt now. The Iron God Armor wasn’t particularly resistant to fire, but just in case. “Hoo…” I took a deep breath and prepared for the pain. No matter how much I liked masochistic pleasure, there was a limit. I didn’t think I would feel anything from being branded on the stomach with a branding iron-

-Sizzzzzz

“Hieugheueuuut-!?” The moment I felt something touch me, a wave of burning pain washed over me from my lower abdomen. I trembled all over and screamed at the sudden pain. But I didn’t put strength into my arms and legs. Contrary to the gang members’ expectations of fierce resistance, I accepted the pain that came crashing down while writhing. “Heugeu, geugeugeuk….!?” Still, the heat was unbearable. It wasn’t just hot, but so shocking that I almost fainted. …Usually, wouldn’t they count to three before doing it? I didn’t expect Sert to brand me so brutally without any warning. Pleasure or anything else, it was just so hot that I felt like I was going to die, so I struggled to regain my fading consciousness. …Now that I realized it, my vision was a little blurry. Had tears welled up without me knowing? “It’s over.” “Haeueueue…” Fortunately, the branding iron that had been searing me was soon removed from my body. But the scorching heat, like the flames of hell, was still burning my lower abdomen. As the burnt skin gave off a pungent smell, I released the strength I had been clenching throughout my body. And the next moment, something warm flowed out from below my weakened body.

-Gurgle.

“….” Realizing that, a bitter smile naturally formed on my lips. Not only had I almost fainted, but I had also wet myself. Even if I was aiming for an opportunity, it seemed I was showing Keire a lot of embarrassing sights today. “Ugh, damn it.” “Boss, should we wipe this up?” “Leave it. It’s not like we’re going to live here, and they’ll only suffer if it smells like piss.” The gang members grumbled as they looked at me wetting myself. But there was little mockery in their tone. As expected, it seemed the right choice to have drained them until they were satisfied. Did they also have a post-nut clarity? The way they had initially tried to humiliate me to the limit was nowhere to be seen, and I could see that they had regained some humanity. ‘Haa…’ While sighing inwardly, I struggled to get up and looked down at my stomach. As expected, the burnt skin was drawing a familiar pattern on the area of my lower abdomen that should have been white and smooth. The mark of a slave. It no longer had the legal meaning of a slave, but it was still a symbol with enough meaning to give a sense of humiliation. ‘….’ I felt a little strange. Had I now gotten a uterine tattoo of all things? If I was going to get one, I wished it was a prettier shape, but the burnt skin was hard to meet my standards in terms of aesthetics. It wasn’t a tattoo but a burn, so it would heal someday, but I wouldn’t be able to expose my stomach carelessly while it remained. It couldn’t be helped. I had no choice but to rely on the Doppelganger’s healing power. If the downside was that the burnt part couldn’t be transformed, then I had to take comfort in the fact that it would be a feature that would allow me to distinguish between Aiden and Emily when I played twins with them later. As I lay down exhausted, thinking about this and that, I could hear the voices of the gang members next to me. “Ha, is it over now?” “Yeah, let’s leave them and go.” “Boss, what about the brazier?” “Don’t say stupid things. Do you want to burn your hands?” “We brought that to warm the kids.” “Then tell them to clean it up later.” Sert and his subordinates exchanged what could only be heard as a comedy routine, then looked back and forth between me and Keire, who were sprawled out. “Well, have a cozy time now.” Whether it was because he still had ill feelings towards Keire despite having come enough, Sert turned around with a mocking smile.

-Thud.

Soon, the prison door closed, and only Keire and I were left in the room. The opportunity I had hoped for had finally arrived. “…Hoo.” The time of patience was worth it. I let out a sigh of relief and staggered to my feet. Then, I walked towards Keire. “….” Keire was looking at me with tired eyes. He had been sitting comfortably, so was he tired because he couldn’t say what he wanted to say? I approached him and untied the gag in his mouth. “…Long time no see. No, I saw you yesterday, so it’s not been long?” Even as I greeted him, I smiled bitterly. To be exchanging greetings after being covered in the semen of strange men, wasn’t I quite a pathetic sight? Besides, I now had the mark of a slave branded on my stomach. “….” Keire also seemed to be bothered by it, and didn’t readily speak even after I untied the gag. His complicated gaze was directed at my lower abdomen. “…You…” What was he trying to say? I waited for a moment, but Keire didn’t say anything more.

Then, it’s my turn to comfort you now.