Plot:
After being turned into a "target" and stripped off the authority of being the "King" in the new Caste Heaven game, Azusa still stubbornly defied Karino, the new King. He suffered the humiliating consequence. He desperately wanted vengeance. But with almost the whole school ganging up against him under Karino's command, a supernatural being appeared and offer to lend him a hand.
Warning:
Graphic description of sex, rape, and bullying and strong language. This will gradually develop into a smutty horror story. Do not read if you can't handle it. You have been warned.
Author's Note:
I do not own Caste Heaven. Ogawa Chise-sensei does. This fanfic just started as something fun from a certain group chat with my Fujodanshi friends and they ask if they can read it again so I decided to post it here. Sorry if there are some grammar and spelling errors. Read and Review.
Chapter 01
Asuza ran through the corridor of the school, drenched in his own hot and sticky sweat. His clothes was damped and sticking on his pale skin.
He heard the echoes of running footsteps of his pursuers behind him. They were close.
Azusa, being the stubborn guy he was, despite being labeled as the new "target" in Caste Heaven, refused to acknowledge his new role and decided to insolently defy Karino, the new King.
And so the King decided to punish him.
"I gave permission. You can fuck him as much as you want." Karino declared, and his followers were more than happy to oblige.
Asuza immediately fled for his life and dignity. He tried his damnedest to be out of reach from those hands lusting to violate him.
Eventually, he reached a dead end and soon he was surrounded by his classmates. Currently, there were four of them. Their façade was all but a reflection of hunger for a hard fuck of his body. Their eyes were stricken with madness. They were practically salivating like hungry wolves.
But Azusa won't allow himself to be devoured without putting up a fight. He threw a punch which connected against the jaw of one of his classmates. There was a cracking sound of the bone breaking.
However, Azusa was alone and they were too many of them. Soon, he was being beaten into a pulp., "Don't hit his face. I want his pretty face intact when I fuck him!" One of his classmates protested
PLOP!
The beaten and exhausted Azusa was thrown over a pile of air mattresses inside a cramped gym storage room where his captors forcefully dragged him in. His disheveled white uniform was stained with blood and sweat from the beating. He could not fight anymore and all he could do was squirm weakly on the mattress. His muscles were aching too much and burning from a long and exhausting run. Not to mention being hit and kicked hard in the stomach repeated practically made all his strength and consciousness leave his body.
"It'll be easier for you if you just give up and let us just fuck you." Said classmate no 1. He started loosening his belt.
Despite his the situation, Azusa managed to drew an arrogant smirk and weakly raised one middle finger in the air.
"Stubborn as ever eh? Let's see if you can still pull that arrogance in your smug little face when we literally screw your ass." Classmate No.2 declared.
A hand rammed against his nape then pulled violently on his hair to raise Azusa's head up so his classmates could see his face.
"We're going to fuck you so hard and make you scream like a bitch in heat." Classmate No. 1 breathed into his face menacingly. He then began to run his hand under Azusa's white top and caressed the sweaty but otherwise warm and soft flesh underneath it.
Azusa whirled to hit his classmate's face with his elbow.
WHACK!
But it was not enough to throw him off from his body. His classmate was heavy and leaning all his weight against his back.
"You fucking bitch!?" Classmate No. 1 spat at Azusa while his hand hovered on the bruise on his face caused by the said hit .
"Hey you," he called his other classmates commandingly. "Hold him down!"
One of them decided it was wise and more convenient to tie Azusa's arms together behind his back with a belt to restrain him. They would have had gagged him, too but they wanted to hear his moans clearly.
Azusa could not do anything but threw curses at them and swore he would kill them someday. But those spiteful words were not enough to stop them from pulling his pants off to reveal the pale and smooth skin of his slim legs.
His top was tugged off his shoulders to show the petite and white nape over his pale and smooth shoulders. Azusa gritted his teeth and felt disgusted as tongue licked his skin. He shuddered as unexpected pleasure crawled in his system.
Azusa gasped as he felt fingers roughly caressed the slight plumpness of his chest. He flinched in pleasurable pain and held back a moan as those fingers pinched his nipples His knees finally gave in from stooping. He berated himself because reluctantly, he really was beginning to feel aroused.
Breath escaped Azusa's lips as a hand roughly grabbed onto his surprisingly half-hard manhood.
"Oooh what's this? You're starting to enjoy it, too, huh?" His classmates lustfully whispered to his ear. Beads of tears edged on Azusa's shame-filled eyes. How much more humiliation could he take?
"Ugh." Azusa cried as a thumb nail pressed on his pee hole.
The hand began to stroke him, slowly, but with merciless tightness. Azusa bit his lips to hold back a moan.
"Hey, don't hold your voice. Let us hear your slutty moan!" Classmate No. 2 berated him impatiently as he forced his fingers into his mouth to open it. He gasped and a low moan of pleasure immediately escaped Azusa's lips.
Those fingers roughly played with his tongue, but Azusa no longer had the strength to bite them due to the powerful distraction between his legs.
Azusa could feel the pleasure build up more in his abdomen as the guy mounting his back began to speed up his stroke in his manhood. He was gasping now despite the fingers continuously toying on his mouth and getting thoroughly wet with his saliva.
As much as Azusa hated to admit, it but he could feel that he was coming close to climaxing. He couldn't help but shake his hips in rhythm with those strokes.
The pleasure had weakened his resistance and logic, that he finally breathed out several erotic moans.
Seconds later, Azusa cried loudly in pleasure as his hot seed explode on his classmate's hand.
...to be continued.
