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We have Chapter 4, a nosebleed-inducing chapter. Get ready!
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Some Japanese words are kept intact to preserve the flavour of the story. Translations are provided at the bottom of the page.
Chapter warning: Graphic sex & language!
Colours of Love
Chapter 4: ~Black~
I sat behind the harimise as usual, absentmindedly gazing out at the passing crowds with a blank expression. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of red.
"...Eustass-ya!"
Before I knew it, I'd called out to the man. It was the first time I'd ever actively addressed a customer in this manner, and the other prostitutes around seemed as shocked at my outburst as I was.
"Long time no see, Eustass-ya. Have you come to see me again?"
"...No, I'm just passing through today."
"Oh... I see... Sorry for calling you over."
Eustass-ya had an unreadable expression on his face, so unlike his usual bright demeanour.
"Trafalgar-san, you have a customer!"
"Huh...? Alright, I'm coming!... I'm sorry, Eustass-ya, I have to go."
Eustass-ya turned to leave, paused for a moment, then turned back to face me again.
"Hey..."
"Yes?"
At that moment, a cloud obscured the shining moon overhead, casting Eustass-ya's face in deep shadow. It was impossible to make out his expression.
"So you enjoy being fucked by men, huh...?"
The cloud passed and Eustass-ya's face was once again illuminated in the serene moonlight, though his expression was anything but. Rage, or was it irritation, marred his features in an unfamiliar grimace.
Without waiting for an answer, he turned and stalked away.
Too late, I remembered that I'd just come from a session with a customer. My hand flew to the red love bites which no doubt decorated my neck.
"Wait! Eustass-ya! This isn't...!"
'This isn't what you think it is.'
But I'm a prostitute, bought by men for sexual pleasure. This was a reality I couldn't deny.
What was I trying to explain? What was I attempting to hide?
Why had I reached out to Eustass-ya in the first place?
"Trafalgar-san, your customer is waiting."
"...Yes, I'm coming..."
The customer at the reception counter had a vulgar smile plastered on his face. Unconcealed lust was evident in his eyes as he let his gaze rake over my body like a predator sizing up its prey. He sucked in an appreciative breath at what he saw.
He was everything Eustass-ya was not.
Reality gripped me in the heart, and for the first time in my life, I was afraid of a customer.
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"S-stop...! Please, I don't want this...!"
"Oi oi, why are you acting like a virgin?"
I'd served this customer before in the past, and memories of his overbearing attitude came rushing back. He was a frequent visitor to the pleasure quarters, and I'd heard of his love for us male prostitutes. He had a fetish for slender types, and had purchased me on multiple occasions.
This usually didn't bother me, but today, the thought of pleasuring this man created a sickening sense of disgust that coiled in my gut.
'So you enjoy being fucked by men, huh...?'
No, how could that be true? Yet it was something I'd spent my entire life doing.
But now, the man pawing at my body made me sick.
"Please... I just can't today...! Please leave..."
"Huh? What did you say? You don't have a choice, do you?! Just do your job and be a good cunt!"
"...I'm really sorry. I'll arrange a full refund... I'm just not..."
Muttering apologies, I reached out for the den den mushi. I had to contact reception. I had to get this customer out.
Yes, and after that, I'll file a complaint and add him to the blacklist, so he can't come back. Never again would I serve such a disgusting customer.
"Dammit! What are you trying to do?!"
As if reading my thoughts, the man aimed a kick at my stomach. Coughing and doubled over with pain, I could only watch as he snatched the den den mushi from my fingers.
"G-give it back...!"
The man struck my face, before grabbing my arm and twisting it painfully behind my back.
"How dare you speak to me like that?! No slut's gonna tell me what to do!"
Without any preparation, the man plunged his swollen member deep into my unprepared body. I was still slightly loose from the previous session, so the penetration drew no blood, but a sharp pain still sliced through my body at the sudden intrusion. I screamed.
"Aahhhhh! I-it hurts! Ah, hurts, aah!"
"Bitch! Stop acting like a fucking virgin! Shameless whore!"
"No, stop! Take it out, stop! Uwaah! No, aah! Please no!"
Ignoring my pleas, the man continued to pump relentlessly into my body. After a few hard thrusts, I felt my insides flood with a familiar hot fluid.
"Ah, ah... No, not inside!"
Before I realized what I was doing, I had clawed my way out from beneath the customer, his member slipping out of me with a wet pop. With a trembling hand, I reached behind myself and inserted two fingers into my hole, desperately trying to remove the man's seed from my body.
The man stared incredulously at me for a second. Then, his lips formed a sick grin.
"...Oh, I get it now. It's that redhead, right?"
"!?"
My heart skipped a beat.
"That's right. He was there with you when I was at reception, wasn't he?... Tell me, is he your lover?"
"No! Eustass-ya is... a friend!"
"A friend~? Hah, that makes sense. Nobody in their right mind would want a whore as a lover."
The man continued to grin, and I felt like a tiny mouse at the mercy of an evil predator.
"Either way, I wonder how he sees you. You claim he's a friend, but I bet he holds nothing but scorn and disdain for what you are; a common whore!"
"...! Eustass-ya would never...!"
'Eustass-ya would never think that of me.'
But why wouldn't he? I'm a prostitute, fucked daily by countless numbers of strangers.
'I thought that you were really beautiful.'
'So you enjoy being fucked by men, huh...?'
'Slut!'
"N-no...! No, Eustass-ya! I don't want this, I've never wanted...!"
The man suddenly moved forward, looming over me and pressing a hand over my eyes. My world went black as he whispered in my ear.
"What don't you want? To be a prostitute? To be fucked by men? In case you've forgotten, that's what you've been doing your entire life. Every night, you spend your hours in the company of men, giving them pleasure. After they've used your body, they leave you here, like discarded rubbish. And you, you're just a slut who enjoys it all, right?"
I felt the man's other hand trail down my neck, moving down to my chest before pinching a nipple.
"...Aah!"
"Your body can't resist all this pleasure. You want to be fucked, don't you? You just can't get enough of it."
His hand slid downwards. My nipples remained hard, as if calling out for more attention.
"...Your nipples feel good, hmm?"
"Aah...! No..."
The man kept his face pressed up intimately against my own, and I flinched every time his hot breath tickled my ear. I felt his fingers at my entrance, prodding and kneading the ring of muscle.
"...Can you feel it? Can you feel yourself sucking my fingers in?"
"Ah, ah, stop...! Please, I don't want this..."
Fingers continued to massage my hole, and I felt it shuddering open and shut, pushing out the cum from his previous ejaculation.
"...Don't, touch me!... Aahn...! No, let me go...!"
The man finally removed his hand from my eyes, moving it down towards my chest to continue teasing at my nipples.
"Your hole is twiching. So... what do you want me to do?"
His hands continued to touch me in the most intimate way. The pleasure roiled through my brain, leaving me dazed and trembling. I glanced downwards, and saw that the man's penis was fully erect again.
"...want it inside."
"I can't hear you, Trafalgar. What do you want?"
'Trafalgar.'
I flinched, the image of red hair surfacing in my fogged mind, together with a gentle voice, calling my name. It sounded so faint, as if coming from somewhere far far away; somewhere impossible to reach.
Tears streaked down my cheeks, and I couldn't understand why.
"Please, put it inside me... Please, just give it to me...!"
"That's right, you stupid slut!"
With a triumphant cry, the man plunged his fingers deep inside me. The intense sensations overwhelmed me as I reached climax.
"Hahaha! I'm only using my fingers, and you've cum already?!"
The man replaced his fingers with his throbbing cock, and I willed myself to relax, taking the man in once again. Holding my hips, he slammed repeatedly into me, and my own member was soon hard again from the pleasure of being fucked so raw.
"Hah! How do you feel now, being fucked by a man?! Look at yourself, you're hard again already! And these nipples too, so sensitive, just like a bitch! Oi, answer me! Slut!"
"Aah! It feels, good... Aahnn! My nipples, and my cunt, feels so, good! Eustass-ya...! I'm sorry, I'm so- Aah!"
"What are you apologizing for?! Ah, don't tell me, you're in love with that redhead? Hah! You're hilarious! You're just a stupid whore. Ahahaha! You're so ridiculous, I can't stop laughing!"
"Uugh! Aah, uuh! L-love...? I d-don't, understa-...! Hyaa! No! I'm g-gonna tear!"
"Idiot! A slut like you won't tear so easily!"
"Aah! I'm..! Hnngh! I'm cumming!"
Orgasm hit me hard, and the man followed soon after. Pulling out, he slid his fingers into my abused hole, scooping his cum onto his palm. Bringing his hand upwards, he dribbled the smelly substance all over my face.
"...Ah, t-thank you, for using me..."
I forced myself up to crouch before the man's member, licking it clean with my tongue. It was an automatic response, as I remembered how he used to force me to do it during previous sessions.
"There, you can do it if you want to."
The man laughed as he fisted my hair in one hand, and gave my ass a hard swat with the other. I let out a pained moan, the sound muffled by his cock in my mouth. He bucked his hips forward, forcing his limp cock to the back of my throat. I was used to deepthroating, so it wasn't unbearable, but it hurt all the same.
Soon, the man released his load down my throat. The sticky liquid flooded my mouth as I fought to swallow between coughs. Pulling my mouth away, I took a deep breath and looked up into the man's face.
"T-thank you for using a slut like me... Please come again to fuck me... I am your sex slave, and will always wait for your patronage..."
"...78 points. You always say the same things. I want you to talk dirty next time. I know there's nothing in your head except sex, but use that worthless brain of yours for once to come up with a better script."
"...Yes. I'm sorry."
"Whatever... I enjoyed myself today, so be proud of that."
The man then leaned in to whisper in my ear.
"...Maybe someday, you can become my personal sex slave..."
Unable to understand the meaning behind his words, I mumbled a thank you as he straightened and left the room.
Alone, I made my way to the bathroom to wash up. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror as I passed it; my face and body smeared with white cum, hair in a mess from all the rough handling. Red marks decorated my neck and torso, my nipples hard and swollen. Bruises were starting to blossom on my face and stomach where I'd been slapped and kicked. Drying tracks of cum trailed down the insides of my thighs.
The customer wasn't the dirty one.
It was me.
With this shameful body, sensitive even to the slightest bit of pleasure.
With this mind of a whore, so easily swayed by sex.
'I thought that you were really beautiful.'
'So you enjoy being fucked by men, huh...?'
"...I'm sorry, Eustass-ya...!"
Why was I apologizing? Why wouldn't Eustass-ya's voice, Eustass-ya's face, leave my mind?
Fresh tears slid down my cheeks as I slipped into the bathtub, and I let it be washed away together with all the sins that stained my body.
'I can never bring myself to face you ever again...'
Thick clouds rolled across the sky, blocking out the moon again. It never shone bright again that night.
Japanese phrases
Harimise: latticed cages at the fronts of the brothels where prostitutes are put on display
Please leave a review or comment if you can. All of them will be translated and presented to the original author. (・ω・*)
Guest 1: I knowwww! But Kid's unaware of his feelings right now T_T
Shiina Yuki: Yep, the Zosan part was really cute! I'm sorry that Kid's visit this time ended like this m(_ _)m
Guest 2: It's perfectly alright to post comments here! I'm really glad to hear from you! ^_^ Yeah, Law's never experienced love before, so he doesn't understand how it's supposed to feel like... And glad you liked Birth and Telepathy!
loogoo: Not as nasty as this one, I bet.
YOO: Glad you like the story! Hmm, I don't know if they can refuse clients per se, but from the story so far (ie what Zoro said in the previous chapter), I gather each prostitute has a list of things they're not willing to do, so clients with those requests won't be allocated to them?