(Mio's Perspective)
I brought the video home and played it.
"Aaahn♡♡♡ Look closer♡♡♡ Look at Mio's cum-covered pussy♡♡♡"
Of course there was no mosaic.
My pubic hair was matted, and thick globs of semen clung to my spread-open folds. I used my fingers to pull my pussy lips wide, showing the camera every creamy inch inside.
"Ehehe♡♡♡ Please spread this video everywhere♡♡♡ If something like this gets leaked I won't be able to walk outside anymore♡♡♡ I'll have to live the rest of my life as Izumi's slave♡♡♡"
I stepped back a little so the camera could capture my whole body.
Obscene marker writing covered my skin, mixed with layers of drying cum.
"Aaahn♡♡♡ Everyone at the company is watching♡♡♡ You can jerk off to Mio if you want♡♡♡♡♡ Does it turn you on to see the strict, serious woman from work turned into her ex's personal meat toilet♡♡♡"
I scooped up the semen stuck to my body with my fingers.
"Cum tastes so good♡♡♡ Aaahn♡♡♡ I feel like less than human♡♡♡ It's wonderful♡♡♡"
While watching the video, I masturbated furiously.
"…Aha♡♡♡ What a pathetic face I'm making♡♡♡"
My expression was completely animalistic.
And at the very end of the video—
"…A-Aheee♡♡♡"
I threw up both hands in a double peace sign, eyes rolled back completely white, body covered head to toe in cum and filthy writing.
"…So amazing♡♡♡"
My fingers moved even faster between my legs.
"I don't want to wash off these wonderful writings♡♡♡"
Every inch of my skin was marked with Izumi's dirty words. I wanted everyone to see me as his slave♡♡♡
"…Funyaa♡♡♡ Everyone look♡♡♡ Look at how perverted Mio is♡♡♡"
After masturbating for a long time, I finally left Izumi's apartment.
"…"
My heart was pounding.
I hadn't washed my skin at all.
The writing was still there.
(…Hiiiu♡♡♡ If anyone sees this, my life will be completely ruined♡♡♡)
My face burned bright red as people on the street gave me suspicious looks.
Unable to bear their stares any longer, I ran into the station bathroom.
"Nnnh♡♡♡"
I started masturbating again.
Something I would never normally do in a public toilet.
The smell of the bathroom.
Being surrounded by that dirty scent made me feel even more like a filthy pervert.
(I'm a toilet♡♡♡ I'm Izumi's personal toilet♡♡♡)
Wet, obscene squelching sounds echoed as I plunged my fingers deep inside myself, lost in climax after climax.
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Back in the other world.
Who should be the leader of the new cabaret?
The showdown between Sloira and Floria ended in a stalemate, so I suggested,
"Let's hold an election!"
I remembered how things worked back in Japan—buy a CD to vote for your oshi, that kind of thing.
Vote for your favorite girl and she becomes the leader!
I thought it would be a fun way to get everyone excited, but…
"If we do a vote, Sloira will win for sure. What if the girls who get almost no votes feel devastated?"
Avael shot the idea down immediately.
She was right. Sloira's popularity was on another level.
The whole point was that it should be a real contest.
"Is there a smarter way…?"
I thought hard.
We needed a method that wouldn't cause chaos in the shop but would still run smoothly.
My eyes drifted to the cheerful cooking guild chairman who happened to be in the store.
"Chairman, I'd like to borrow your wisdom."
"Oh! What is it?"
"We're deciding the members for the new shop."
I listed the names.
"Oho! Sounds good!"
"And we need to choose a leader."
"Sloira-chan would be perfect."
Instant answer.
"…But Floria is also there…"
"That girl always falls asleep before closing time."
Even the chairman knew about that.
"Sloira-chan is incredibly popular. She'd be the face of the shop. She might not be great with the small details, but if it's just about being the public face, Sloira-chan is the best choice. No one will complain. Her customer popularity is outstanding."
When I told Avael and Yuira that we'd decided on Sloira based on customer popularity,
"That will cause the least friction~"
Yuira said.
"The most popular girl becomes leader. If you want to be leader, just become the most popular. That creates healthy competition~"
Makes sense.
"The shop will probably keep expanding anyway. If popularity equals status, everyone will have motivation."
And so, Sloira was chosen.
When I told Floria first,
"You're right. I can accept that."
She understood the logic: the most popular girl gets to be leader.
When I told Sloira herself,
"Ehehe♡ That makes sense♡♡♡"
She puffed out her chest proudly.
Her enormous breasts bounced heavily.
They really were huge.
Sloira's bright, airheaded personality and frequent mistakes were probably part of her charm, but those massive tits were definitely the main reason for her popularity.
And she was fully aware of that weapon and knew how to use it.
Still, I had to warn her about something that worried me.
"Sloira. You became leader using that weapon. From now on, you should be more careful about using it casually."
Basically, I was worried about stalkers.
Her popularity was abnormal.
The other girls maintained proper distance, but Sloira was a little too defenseless.
Some customers might misunderstand.
"…You're right. I'll be a bit more cautious."
She seemed to have some idea what I meant and answered seriously for once.
That night, I asked Valante at the villa for confirmation.
"Ah, there are already several customers who have become obsessed with Sloira."
She answered casually.
"That sounds dangerous!?"
"That's why I haven't been showing my face much lately. I've been focusing on guarding her."
She had already been on top of it before I even noticed.
"Sloira may look carefree, but she's actually quite cautious. She acts defenseless in the shop, but she rarely goes out alone. She mostly relaxes inside the mansion or villa. When she does leave, she always goes with multiple people and sticks to crowded main roads."
Oh…
She was handling it properly.
"Sloira made the right choice coming here. She probably could have succeeded as a high-class courtesan too."
Valante's eyes looked a little distant.
"If I weren't guarding her, she'd already be dead."
When I thought about it, the women around me were all incredibly capable.
I myself didn't have any special talent… well, except for magic.
But in terms of personal ability, I was average.
Come to think of it, Mio was the same.
Being able to date someone so beautiful and talented had been a miracle, and even though we eventually broke up, we had spent a long time together.
"I'm really blessed."
Blessed with good connections.
At the villa, I looked up at the beautiful night sky.
"The stars are gorgeous, aren't they?"
"…Yes. In the forest you rarely see such a wide-open sky. I really like this villa."
We gazed at the stars together.
Then something descended from the night sky.
I didn't even need to look closely to know what it was.
A penguin.
"Yo~"
Yo? Don't "yo" me.
Why the hell is a penguin flying?
You said you live in the sea, didn't you?
There were plenty of things to retort about, but the next words froze me solid.
"Tiidi Aruna summoned another person. Looks like someone from the same era as you~"
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(Mio's Perspective)
I couldn't stop replaying the video.
Every time I watched myself get destroyed, my fingers moved faster between my legs.
"Aaahn♡♡♡ Look at me… look how pathetic I am♡♡♡"
In the video, Izumi had me lifted in a full nelson, pounding my pussy mercilessly while the camera captured everything.
I slapped my own face hard—*SMACK!*—imagining his hand instead.
"Harder… slap your worthless ex harder♡♡♡"
I yanked my own hair, choking my neck with my free hand while furiously rubbing my clit.
In the video, Izumi was facefucking me deep, balls slapping my chin.
*Gluck-gluck-gluck!*
I mimicked the sound with my fingers in my mouth, gagging myself while watching.
"Choke me while you rape my throat♡♡♡ Make me smell your sweaty balls♡♡♡"
I ground my face against the pillow, inhaling deeply as if it were his musky sack.
The scent of my own arousal mixed with the memory of his smell drove me insane.
"Smell how dirty I am for you♡♡♡ I'm just a cum-dump toilet♡♡♡"
I slapped my cheeks again and again—*SMACK! SMACK!*—until they stung red, exactly like in the video.
"Everyone at work… watch your strict senior get her face ruined♡♡♡"
I spread my legs wide on the bathroom floor, fingers plunging deep while I watched myself get creampied on screen.
The moment the video-Izumi flooded my womb, I squirted violently onto the dirty tiles.
"I'm cumming♡♡♡ Just from watching myself get bred♡♡♡"
But I didn't stop.
I kept choking my own neck, pulling my hair, slapping my face, and fingering myself through orgasm after orgasm.
"More… break me more♡♡♡ Turn Mio into a brainless ahegao cumrag♡♡♡"
In my fantasy, Izumi was still talking dirty.
"You love being filmed like this, don't you? Double peace while your eyes roll back."
I forced my own hands into double peace, tongue hanging out, eyes crossing as I came again.
"Fwaaaah♡♡♡ Look at me, everyone♡♡♡ Mio is completely cock-broken♡♡♡"
I imagined him writing on my body while still inside me.
"Fuck me. Cum addict. Big-cock only. Trained perverted toilet."
Then he made me write my own company name and employee ID right above my womb.
The humiliation made me squirt again.
"My pride… ruined by your cum♡♡♡"
I rubbed my lower belly furiously, imagining thick ropes of semen painting over my proud identity.
"Cover it… paint my employee number white♡♡♡ Make me nothing but your cum-dump♡♡♡"
I came so hard my vision went white.
Even after the video ended, I kept going—slapping my face, choking myself, pulling my hair, and fingering my soaked pussy while whispering filthy things.
"I'm Izumi's slave♡♡♡ A walking cum toilet who can't live without semen♡♡♡"
By the time I finally staggered out of the bathroom, my face was flushed, my thighs were slick, and the marker writing on my body (which I still hadn't washed off) felt like a permanent brand.
I wanted everyone to see what a depraved whore I had become.
And deep down, I knew I would keep watching that video again and again… until the next time Izumi used me for real.