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140 – Do You Know the Name of That Punishment Room?

140 – Do You Know the Name of That Punishment Room?

“S-Stop it!”

Aurora struggled with her feet, trying to escape the slippery tentacle that had grabbed her ankle.

“I summon powerful mana to complete the spell…”

She tried chanting a spell to cast magic, but.

“Why isn’t the mana gathering?!”

The distorted mana did not allow her to use magic.

She thought that even distorted mana would respond if she chanted with all her might.

But no matter how desperately she chanted, the mana remained unmoved.

Rather, the unpleasant sensation of the tentacle wrapped around her ankle pulled her more roughly.

“Nngh!”

As if sensing her attempt to escape with magic, the tentacle grabbed her arms and legs.

A chill ran down her spine at the feeling of the sticky, slimy tentacle covered in mucus.

“Let go!”

The tentacle, incapable of understanding human speech, gripped her limbs even tighter.

“Hnngh!”

The tentacle’s secretions clung stickily to Aurora’s arm – she who always maintained cleanliness and wouldn’t touch anything dirty for fear it might leave a smell on her.

“You all! Are you out of your minds? Raising tentacles in the underground prison! This is something only Black Wizards would do! If this gets out, you’ll all be summarily executed!”

She shouted angrily at the guards who would be outside the door.

But no answer came.

As if they were no longer curious about her who had entered the punishment room.

“D-Damn it…”

She looked at the tentacles that had grabbed her.

The pink flesh was writhing grotesquely.

‘It’s a monster I’ve never seen before.’

Although Life Magic mages rarely deal with monsters directly, she was still a mage.

She had researched and analyzed various tentacle monsters for treatment purposes.

After all, knowing what monster attacked allows for much faster treatment.

She had seen many different tentacle monsters in numerous books, but the one before her eyes was a type she had never seen before.

It didn’t appear to be poisonous.

Nor did it show unconditional hostility towards its opponent.

Rather, they seemed curious about Aurora.

They approached her, wriggling, as they bound her arms and legs.

“Go away…”

Aurora turned her head away in disgust at the sight of the tentacles dripping with secretions, but the tentacles wouldn’t listen.

Several tentacles approached her and stroked her face with their tips.

“Ugh…”

The secretions caressed her face.

As if checking what offering had been presented to them today.

Aurora squeezed her eyes shut at the slimy sensation stroking her face.

It felt awful.

But there wasn’t much she could do.

In her current state, trapped in prison unable to use magic, she was neither a Life Magic mage nor the daughter of a noble family, but just an ordinary woman.

All she could do was squeeze her eyes shut and twist about, trying to avoid the tentacles exploring her body.

“Stop it! D-Don’t!”

Slurp.

A tentacle that had been examining her face, shoulders, arms and legs inserted itself into her clothes.

“Kyaah! W-What are you doing…”

Squirm squirm.

The tentacle gave no answer and silently continued its work.

Aurora twisted her body at the horrible sensation of the tentacle entering her chest.

“D-Don’t…”

She struggled and resisted, but each time she did, the tentacles binding her limbs only tightened their grip.

“Aah…”

Aurora stopped resisting at the pain that felt like her wrists would break.

Only then did the tentacles loosen their grip slightly.

To be unable to resist at all against the tentacles violating her.

It was a terrible feeling of helplessness she had never experienced before.

Aurora’s body, which always maintained cleanliness and wouldn’t tolerate even the slightest foul odor, was now smeared with the tentacles’ secretions.

A tentacle spiraled up her chest.

When the tip of the tentacle that had firmly grasped her entire breast gently tickled her nipple, Aurora unconsciously let out a moan.

“Ah…”

Meanwhile, another tentacle strongly gripped her other breast.

“Hngh!”

She gritted her teeth at the sensation of her breast’s shape distorting and swelling.

“Stop…”

Aurora’s beautiful scholar’s robe was soiled with secretions, and her shiny green hair was matted by the fluids.

Gurgle.

Starting with entering her chest, several strands of tentacles burrowed into her clothes.

“Stop… P-Please stop.”

She begged desperately, afraid to struggle, but the tentacles showed no mercy.

They methodically violated her body.

The secretions slowly soaked her body, gently caressing her breasts, shoulders, spine and more.

When the tip of a tentacle slid up her unseen spine.

“Hnnngh!”

Aurora cried out in pleasure, feeling ecstasy.

Though she was frightened and distressed at being captured by monsters, her body was gradually sinking into pleasure.

‘Is this what they call a fantasy?’

Aurora couldn’t believe it.

Could such a realistic fantasy exist?

‘Just how strong is Max?’

She had been so foolish.

Not properly gauging her opponent’s level.

Provoking him alone so rashly in his own territory.

‘If I can just get out of here…’

Aurora gritted her teeth.

No matter how real the fantasy seemed, once they realized she had disappeared, the Life Magic mages would soon come looking for her.

‘Then I can use the fact that I was violated by these tentacles as evidence to pressure Max.’

So she steeled her resolve.

Even though it felt awful.

This was just a fantasy after all.

“Haa, haa.”

Contrary to her firm determination, her body was feeling increasingly escalating pleasure.

The tentacles exploring her entire body forcibly stripped off her clothes, now soaked in secretions.

Don’t take off my clothes.

I don’t want to suffer such humiliation.

“I said stop! I-I was wrong! I was wrong! I’m reflecting, so please sto-mmpph!”

A tentacle gagged her mouth as she cried out desperately.

“Mmph!”

The tentacle filling her mouth slid down her throat.

“Urk!”

Her body thrashed about at the unpleasant sensation of her throat being forcibly widened.

In that state, the tentacles caressing her entire body were making her more and more sensitive.

She made strange noises each time the tentacle moved, as if she were skewered on a stick.

And taking her throat’s virginity was just the beginning.

After stripping off even her underwear, the tentacles caressed her breasts and licked her nipples this way and that.

Other tentacles coiled around her thighs and licked the most intimate part of her groin.

Aurora’s body twitched each time a tentacle licked her clit.

Another tentacle rubbed against her pussy lips.

All her erogenous zones were being stimulated at once.

With no freedom of movement whatsoever, Aurora was lifted up and down by the tentacles.

Her struggling was not of her own will.

The tentacle deeply probing her throat, the tentacles tickling her breasts and nipples.

The tentacles gently stroking her inner thighs and pussy.

The tentacles crawling over her clit and other thigh.

The tentacle gently tickling her spine.

The tentacles crawling up her soles and between her toes as if tickling her feet.

Numerous tentacles restrained her physical freedom.

And on top of that.

“Mmph! Puah!”

She couldn’t even breathe freely.

Unless the tentacles allowed it, she couldn’t even breathe properly.

“Mmmph!!!”

When she was about to suffocate, the tentacles mercifully allowed her oxygen.

“Hah! Huff!”

After gasping for air, the tentacles violated her throat again.

“Urk!”

Aurora felt dizzy from the sensation of her brain cells being destroyed as she ran out of oxygen.

The tentacles licked her face all over.

Treated miserably as if human rights didn’t exist, she moved about suspended in midair, bound by tentacles.

How much time had passed?

Aurora’s mind grew hazy after being tormented so severely she lost all sense of time.

Her body, covered in slippery secretions, continued to be stimulated.

Her whole body felt feverish.

Her entire body had become so sensitive that she could clearly feel where the tentacles had passed.

The pleasure flooding her hypersensitive body made her head spin.

This kind of pleasure was a first for her.

Aurora had been focused solely on magical research from the start, far removed from pleasure.

For someone like her, this intense pleasure was too overwhelming even for her brilliant mind to keep up with.

No, perhaps her brilliant mind allowed her to feel the pleasure even more intensely.

Aurora didn’t know.

That the tentacle secretions coating her body now were a pseudo-aphrodisiac that heightened her sensitivity and arousal even further.

That Max, watching her from outside the fantasy in admin mode, had applied it to punish her.

When the protrusion on the tentacle clinging to her clit began to tremble.

“Mmmmph!!!”

Aurora realized her body was once again out of her control.

With an intense sensation of pleasure, her whole body moved on its own.

Piss sprayed from her pussy, which had been covered in secretions.

Only then did the tentacles seem satisfied and begin tormenting her even more forcefully.

It seemed those fluids had been their food.

“Urrrk!”

Even more intense pleasure made her juices flow.

Now the fluids covering her pussy were indistinguishable between the tentacle secretions and her own fluids.

‘I don’t want to cum. I don’t want to cum.’

Her overly sensitive body betrayed her wishes and came over and over.

Once, twice, three times.

After experiencing several climaxes.

Except for the first orgasm, the rest were mild orgasms that only made her squirt fluids.

But that alone was enough to break Aurora’s will to resist.

Now she had half given up resisting.

Realizing she could never defeat the tentacles in this situation, she became extremely submissive.

With her eyes half-closed and unfocused, Aurora panted for breath and danced up and down like riding waves, matching the tentacles’ movements.

Aurora was helplessly led by the tentacles’ touch, forcibly making her cum.

Even without penetration, her body sensitized by the tentacles was remodeled to feel pleasure more and more easily from their caresses.

‘Ah, it’s coming. That first one is coming…’

Her body, sensitized by mild orgasms, began to accept the pleasure.

With her judgment clouded by pleasure, Aurora focused all her attention on her pussy, thinking an even stronger pleasure than before would arrive.

But this time too, it was just a mild orgasm.

‘Ah…’

That intense climax from the beginning did not return.

‘If I’m going to cum anyway, I want to cum a little harder.’

Aurora, who had said she didn’t want to, was now entrusting her body to the pleasure.

When she experienced her fifth mild climax, dripping with juices.

The tentacles began to press their protrusions against the Yin Seal on her lower abdomen.

“W-What are you doing?”

Barely grasping the situation, she blankly watched what the tentacles were doing.

Her lower abdomen felt hot.

It was a good sign.

That pleasurable thing.

The signal that that pleasurable climax was coming.

Her pussy, her womb, her female parts were crying out that it felt good, that pleasure was approaching again.

‘It’s coming. It’s coming. It’s coming…’

Squirming her hips, wanting to feel even better, she watched the tentacles rubbing her pussy lips with an expectant face.

And when the signal of pleasure came.

“…Huh?”

Her body didn’t cum.

She couldn’t cum.

As if someone had blocked it, her body tumbled back down without crossing the peak of climax.

In that frustration, Aurora twisted her body.

“Nngh!”

When she writhed from the unresolved pleasure, the tentacles pressed on her even more.

And the pleasure surged again.

‘It’s coming, it’s coming. This time it’s really coming…’

But still there was no climax.

“Nngh!!”

The pleasure that couldn’t be properly resolved without reaching climax accumulated in her body once more.

“Nngh!”

Aurora reacted even more violently than when she came.

She belatedly realized.

What the tentacles had done to her body when they pressed their protrusions against her lower abdomen.

That they had blocked her climax.

How much time had passed?

The tentacles finally released Aurora, who had been receiving pleasure without being able to climax.

Thud.

Freed by the tentacles, Aurora collapsed face-down on the floor, her body trembling.

Fear and pleasure.

Two conflicting emotions tormented her.

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Wet with secretions, she staggered to her feet.

“I-Is it over…?”

She looked at the tentacles that had released her, trembling.

“Y-You’re ending it like this?”

There hadn’t been a single penetration.

They had only tormented her throat countless times and teased her clit and pussy entrance over and over.

There was no refreshing climax of pleasure.

Except for the first time, most were mild orgasms.

“W-Wait…”

Aurora desperately called out to the tentacles trying to disappear into a corner of the punishment room, as if finished with their task.

“I-I’m not satisfied yet. Okay…?”

She asked the tentacles in a desperate voice.

The woman who had been struggling against climaxing until just moments ago was gone.

Aurora, her judgment clouded by the aphrodisiac, several mild climaxes, and orgasm control, approached the tentacles.

They say late-learned skills are the most dangerous.

Aurora, who hadn’t properly known about orgasms before, was now desperate to feel that climax she had experienced for the first time earlier once more.

It’s just a fantasy anyway.

Once she gets out of here, she can use this experience to pressure Max.

That sense of reassurance caused the brakes in her mind to malfunction slightly.

Familiar tastes are scary.

She tried to grab the tentacles, but they did not allow her to touch them.

Rather, they disappeared through a hole in the corner.

“W-Wait!”

And silence fell over the punishment room.

“Y-You’re ending it like this…?”

Staring blankly at where the tentacles had vanished, she staggered towards the entrance she had come through.

“I-It’s all over. Let me out now.”

As she approached the entrance and called out, for the first time the small window in the door opened.

A peephole for guards to check on prisoners.

It slid open, and the guard’s eyes appeared.

The man’s eyes curved into a smile as he looked inside.

“This is just the beginning, what are you talking about?”

“…What?”

“Feel true hell properly.”

“B-But it’s all over. I-I was tormented by the tentacles.”

“You’ve got it all wrong, bitch. Do you know what the name of that punishment room is?”

The man chuckled and continued.

“It’s the Infinite Climax Prohibition Prison.”

“C-Climax prohibition?”

“What just happened was the tutorial to show you how good climaxing feels.”

This can’t be happening.