Chapter 4-Naoto
Naoto Shiragane had heard of many odd cases during her time in Inaba, but this had to be the weirdest of them all. When she came to Inaba to investigate rumors of a possible sex ring circulating through the town, she was just expecting some gang or international crime syndicate being involved. But all she got were vague descriptions of this "Velvet Room" that were whispered by men and teenage girls. Whenever Naoto would inquire about it, all she was told was that it was a place where a person could escape the stress of the real world.
No matter how much she asked around, how hard she looked, all she could get of the Velvet Room were vague descriptions and "invitations" to join some male patrons who did go there. She had no idea who ran the operation, where this place was, or if it was connected to the supposed Velvet Room of Tatsumi Island. Naoto didn't even know how one was supposed to get there in the first place, though evidence suggested that you had to be invited. So many questions and no answers, which was starting to get a bit frustrating for Naoto.
Naoto was tempted to call for help, or at least some assistance, but she stopped herself. She wanted to do this on her own. It wasn't out of arrogance, but just because there wasn't enough concrete information to really get more people involved unless it was absolutely necessary (or so she kept telling herself).
As luck would have it, she finally got her tip in the form of an informant-a woman dressed in blue who came to her with information that might be just what she was looking for in this case. Her name was Margaret, and apparently she had heard of Naoto's reputation as the "Detective Prince".
"So you said that you might have some information relevant to the case?" Naoto asked the beautiful woman.
Margaret nodded. "Yes, when I heard that you were working on uncovering a sex ring operation, I knew I had to come to you. I run a club in Okina City, and lately I've been hearing whispers of a secret club that mainly employs high school girls. I thought they were just rumors, but more and more customers were talking of their experiences there, and I thought it was worth mentioning to the police. They pointed me to you, said that you were working on a similar case?"
"Yes, that's true." Naoto nodded. In hindsight, she should've been more wary of this inhumanly beautiful woman, but something kept her from seeing the holes in Margaret's explanation. Her mind just couldn't see this woman as a suspicious figure trying to lead her astray. "Do you know where this club is?"
Margaret told her, and so Naoto found herself heading to Okina City, right into the depths of its rather small red light district. The building that Margaret had directed her to was indeed the location of a brothel that employed teenage girls as sex workers, but what Naoto hadn't counted on was being double-crossed. As soon as she entered the lobby, it was as if the entire world had blanked out for Naoto. After a while, when she woke up, she found herself in a position that she never thought she'd find herself in.
"Ngh!" Naoto gritted her teeth and gripped the edge of the mattress as her body was rocked forward again. She felt him bottom out, her cunt stretching to accommodate the bulbous head and thick, rock hard length of his shaft. She barely managed to catch a quick gasp of air before he had pulled back and slammed into her once more, causing her to grunt loudly. She lost her handhold, spilling forward, her ample tits mashing under her body as she moaned through another shaking shove from the fat brute behind her.
"Shit…you look like a boy, but your cunt's tighter than most of the whores here!" The bouncer barked. His heavy hands gripped her slender waist and yanked her back, forcefully impaling the struggling teenage detective once again on his massive cock. A stifled squeak escaped her lips as her pussy met and gripped the base of his length.
She pushed herself back to all fours and her head shook back and forth in time to his thrusting, grunting in her throat with each pump. She could feel his sweaty belly banging against her ass with each powerful thrust while below her, his large hairy balls swung forward, smacking against her engorged clit as he continued his aggressive fucking.
Naoto couldn't remember what happened when she got into the club. She thought she was total inconspicuous, but apparently the club manager who was running the prostitution ring was tipped off that she was coming and had a welcome party arranged just for her. Naoto could only deduce that she was double-crossed by Margaret, and now she was at the mercy of her captors, who injected a strong drug, probably an aphrodisiac into her body, and then tossed her out for his men to use. Three men had already fucked her in this room alone, and the fourth was some fat man who acted as one of the bouncers.
"Holy shit, you got a tight pussy. Who would've thought the Detective Prince was a princess, haha!" The fat bastard grunted, sliding one hand up to grip her shoulder, using the leverage to brutally ram his dick into her again.
Naoto couldn't do or say anything, as the drug they pumped into her drove her mind into a lustful haze, her body twice as sensitive as it normally is, causing her to moan and cry out with each rough thrust into her constricting cunt. She was made into a woman in more ways than one, and they weren't stopping until they were satisfied with her.
The sounds of her moaning filled the room, adding to the steady slapping from the man pounding her pussy. When she felt the man reached under her to pinch at her sensitive nipples, she came hard, pussy orgasming for the fourth time that night. Behind her, she felt the bouncer finally tense up and his fingers dig painfully into her slender waist as he crammed himself as far as he could possibly go into her pulsating pussy.
Naoto winced as the overweight thug cried out in ecstasy, his balls emptying his seed into her. Naoto's muscles instinctively clamped down, her cunt, well trained at this point, squeezed and undulated, milking his shaft of the warm deposit of slime pumping into her tender pussy. The bouncer fell forward onto her, and Naoto let out a muffled moan of protest as her face and chest were pressed into the messy sheets, her aching muscles supporting the weight of his sweaty body as it settled on her back.
As he kept pumping his hips with small, but powerful thrusts, Naoto knew that this night was far from over as she was used and abused within the confines of the night club. And the most harrowing part about this experience was that on some sick level, she was enjoying this, and whether her reactions were influenced by her own genuine arousal or by the aphrodisiac were unknown even to her.
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She spent the day after that night in a daze. There were no demands of blackmailing, not even threats to force her to work at the night club as a whore. She was just fucked multiple times before being kicked out and told to never come back again or they'll release the videos of her rape all over the internet.
After that, she hadn't been able to properly focus on anything. The case was but a distant concern as she tried to cope with the fact that she was raped by multiple men in a single night. Something snapped in her that night; she couldn't shake off the memory of having so many cocks fucking her senseless, or the feeling of having thick globs of creamy jizz pump into her womb. The very thought made her cheeks blush and sent a tingle through her pussy.
She walked along the flood plains back in Inaba without any set destination in mind.
'What's wrong with me?' Naoto thought, feeling ashamed of herself. 'I was raped and blackmailed, yet I act like I…I liked being raped.'
"It is because your body is acting naturally to the pleasure it was given."
Naoto stiffened and spun around to find Margaret standing there, looking prim and proper as ever. "You…! What are you doing here?"
"I came to see how you are doing." Margaret answered. "I understand that you have been through a rough time-"
"You tricked me, and I was raped for hours!" Naoto growled. "I could have been killed!"
"But you weren't. Those men were ordered to do one thing and one thing only."
"And what was that?"
"To introduce you to the joys to being a woman."
"I was raped! How does that constitute for the joy of being a woman?" Naoto snapped.
"Because it shows who you really are." Margaret answered. "For too long you've hidden under a false mask of being a man, driven by the foolish idea that you'll be accepted that way. In truth, you'll never be really accepted unless you can accept yourself and your inner desires."
"You're insane." Naoto shook her head. "What kind of game are you playing here? Are you involved with this Velvet Room I keep hearing about?"
"Yes, I am." The sudden admission startled Naoto. Margaret put a hand to her chest and bowed. "I am Margaret, overseer of the Velvet Room that resides in Yasoinaba. My duty is to provide relief for the men seeking a reprieve from the real world, and to help guide young women such as yourself into realizing their true self and accepting their desires."
"What…" Naoto could hardly believe what she was hearing. "But, you employing teenage girls into prostitution! Whoring them off to older men!"
"I am simply giving them an outlet to discover who they are as young women and people. Every girl I've taken into the Velvet Room has struggled to figure out what do they want in life, and sought to find out what kind of person they are. Much like you."
Suddenly Margaret was in Naoto's face and the detective jumped back in surprise. Margaret's vibrant amber eyes looked even more unnerving up close. She shivered as Margaret raised a hand and ran her fingers down her face.
"You see your gender as a liability, as chains that keep you from reaching your true potential. But let me tell you that it is not society that is holding you back by your gender, it's you. You've convinced yourself that only by disguising yourself as a boy that you will be taken seriously, but who will accept a person who can't even accept who they are?" Margaret whispered.
Naoto blushed under Margaret's intense gaze, and she couldn't find it in herself to move as those soft fingers trailed down her chin and onto her chest, where Margaret began rubbing her chest firmly.
"You shouldn't be ashamed of what you are. If you just be yourself, you'll find that you're more beautiful than how you've imagined yourself to be so far. Let me show you what it truly means to be a woman and help you become a new person entirely."
Naoto couldn't make herself speak, and all she could do was nod her consent. She didn't trust Margaret, but something about what she was saying resonated with her. Not truly accepting herself as a female was probably her biggest flaw, and after getting fucked by all those men she didn't consider it to be a boon at all. But if Margaret was willing to go to these lengths to teach her to accept herself, well, maybe it was worth seeing out.
And deep down, some part of Naoto hoped for it to be true.
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Naoto's heart pounded in her chest as she knelt between the legs of some man she never seen before. He was a bit burly, not muscular but not very fat either, but his cock was larger than what a normal man's cock should look like. It was already erect, and pointed right at her chest, which was naked and unencumbered by her usual bandages.
"Didn't think a gal as small as you would have tits that big. Not that I'm complaining." The man grinned and patted his lap. "Let's start this off with a titjob, girl."
Naoto blushed at his crass language, but she leaned forward anyway and wrapped her large, soft breasts around his mighty rod and squeezed them together with her biceps. The man bit his lip in pleasure, clawing at the bedsheets. Naoto turned her gaze downward and curled her lips over his glossy, pre-drooling tip. Blowing lightly on his cockhead, the shaft twitched and shivered in response and her client groaned.
She pumped her tits up and down his shaft, kissing the globs of precum from his tip, swallowing lightly, and just when he was ready to blow his load, she stopped moving and peeled her lips off his tip. A line of drool gleamed between her mouth and his twitching cockhead. Naoto moved her sultry, loving gaze to his reddened face and the man felt his cock harden from the lustful look in her eyes alone.
"You bitch…" He whispered, though it wasn't out of malice. "Don't tease me this early in the game…"
Naoto chuckled and buried his cockhead into her mouth, slurping firmly. Her dark eyes remained on his face even as she swayed her tight ass behind her, bobbing her head as she sucked him hard and tight, her lips forming a vacuum seal around his rod. When he felt her tonsils clench around his tip, he groaned and spurted a fat rope of spunk down the back of her throat. Naoto's eyes widened, but she squared her shoulders and swallowed thickly.
Finally she leaned back, her lips popping off his cockhead, ringed with creamy precum. She licked her lips, her bare chest rising and falling with each sharp breath. Naoto stood and straddled the man's hips, pressing her bare, wet crotch against his shaft. He leaned back under her weight, her hands on his shoulders, letting her do the work herself. Her hips worked in agile swings, grinding her ass up and down his trembling shaft.
Her breath quickened as she thought of taking another cock into her again; not out of fear, but mainly nervousness and slightly arousal. She spent so long pretending to be a boy that she forgot that as a woman, she was open to this kind of pleasure as well. But that was why she was brought to the Velvet Room, to offer her body and gain pleasure in return, becoming more aware of herself as a person and as a woman.
Naoto lifted her hips, her bare pussy sitting atop his dick, grinding in slow circles. Her womanhood was hot and needy, twitching with excitement as she prepared to impale herself. She grabbed her client's shoulders and pulled him forward. He groaned as his face sank deep between her plump tits. Once he was tucked in, Naoto started to roll her hips downwards. He felt her soft folds engulf his cockhead, and she gasped in bliss.
From there, primal passions took over. They humped each other, stirring their private parts together, testing the fit. When Naoto tensed and shuddered, and her molten hot pussy squirted down her client's rod, she realized she'd just came from fucking the first few inches of his dick.
She blushed and pulled back. "I…"
Her client didn't care that she came first before him. He seized her hips and slammed them down hard toward his crotch, and she squealed as his cock plunged her pussy deep and hard. Her lower abdomen bulged around his throbbing girth, so big it pressed against her inner walls. Naoto stared at the bulge for a moment, unable to believe that he could go this deep with his size. Then she took a deep breath, and started to ride him.
As Naoto bounced, her tits shook in her client's face. The man slurped at her nipples and sank his teeth into her breasts while he mashed her doughy asscheeks in his hands. She arched her back, groaning in deep pleasure as she stretched herself around the man's absurd cock. Soon her asscheeks smacked his balls with every thrust, each strike a needle of pleasure in both their brains. They gasped against each other's mouths, sweating, making the bed creak.
And finally, he came. He threw his large arms around Naoto's back and crammed his hips upwards, burying himself balls deep in her tight, convulsing pussy. She shit her second orgasm at the exact same time; in bliss, she wrapped her arms around his head and pulled his face into her sweaty breasts. They squirmed together, almost becoming one body as they huffed and gasped and trembled. Thick white sludge poured out around Naoto's stretched cunt as his cock bloated, firing dense gluts of cream into her womb. Her client continued releasing her pleasure onto her breasts, sucking on her chest as hard as he could throughout the duration of his orgasm.
After a couple of minutes, once they stopped cumming, the man pulled her hips off, letting his cock slide out of her, letting his shaft slap back down onto his thigh with a fleshy clap. He tossed Naoto back onto the bed, and she stared at the ceiling, her tits heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath.
This was what it felt like to be a woman. To receive the pleasure that was given and then return it in kind. She had missed out on this for so long and it boggled her mind to think that she saw her gender as a liability. If being a woman meant that she could feel like this, then she was welcome to change her attitude around. It felt good to finally feel free and know her place in this world.
There was no better feeling that being fucked like this for hours on end.
That's it for Naoto's chapter. I think I'm going to finish up the QB interlude before continuing with HW: Fairy Tail (which will have Flare's chapter). Up next we'll have one of my favorite girls, Marie, before heading onto the Arcana chapter. Be sure to check out the Hentai World website on Wordpress. I also started an original fantasy series on Fictionpress called Fantasia: Red Dawn, under the name Saya3x3. Please check it out, I want everyone to see it. Thanks for reading, please leave a review, and remember...I'm watching you fap. (0_0)