Silence. The only sound in the room was the dripping of Kokujin's blood pooling beneath his unconscious body. His once towering monkey body was now reduced to a pathetic twitching slab of meat, lying there like a discarded animal carcass. And around him… the wreckage of whores. Nao, Kaede, Kanako, Ayumu — all splayed out, cum-covered, sweat-drenched, their minds still half-lost in the haze of black-fueled NTR euphoria. But there was no "Master" anymore. Only a broken cold body in the floor and the new Naoki standing above them.
Naoki looked down at the cold, twitching corpse of Kokujin with disgust. He was supposed to be their "superior alpha"? This pathetic monkey, this disgusting cartoon of a man who didn't even have a real face in the doujin? He was bleeding out like roadkill.
"Hah… this your master, sluts?" Naoki said, his voice dripping with ridicule as he looked over at the collapsed pile of bitches around him.
Naoki's eyes fell first on Ayumu. Her face was half-buried in the floor, her ass still in the air like a bitch in heat. Her back trembled slightly, but her mouth was frozen open from the last strike Naoki had given her. He stepped forward, cracking his knuckles, then turned to his beloved family.
Kaede — his mother — was groaning, her cum-soaked face twitching as she lay sprawled, her bare body and tits smudged with Kokujin's seed. Her jaw hung open from the brutal gut punch she'd taken earlier, and her once-arrogant glare had dulled into a dazed stupor.
Kanako wasn't much better. His "adoring" sister, the one who'd once laughed and teased him while riding that ape's chest like a mechanical bull, now lay limp, both eyes bruised from where Naoki's fist had connected. She whimpered in pain, her thighs twitching involuntarily like a used-up toy discarded on the floor.
"Look at you," Naoki sneered. "The loyal slaves of your black superior monkey, now lying like garbage on the floor."
Kaede groaned. "Y-You… you dare strike your mother…?"
"Mother?" Naoki laughed out loud, stepping toward her, towering over her collapsed body. "Bitch, you died the moment you opened your legs for that black ape. You're not my mother. You're just his cum-rag."
Kaede's eyes flared, even in pain. "He's a real man! You… you're nothing! Always crying, always weak! Kokujin was a god compared to you!"
"Still worshipping the cold corpse at my feet?" Naoki spat. "Then drink this like holy water."
He stepped over Kokujin's body, yanked down his pants, his big cock sprang out, and he let it flow. His thick, golden piss sprayed directly over the black bastard's motionless face. It hissed as it hit his bloodied mouth, trickling between his teeth and pooling in the gashes on his face. His lips twitched as the hot stream filled his throat.
"H-haaagh… guuhhhh…" Kokujin gurgled unconsciously.
Naoki laughed. "You ain't 'cucking' anyone anymore, are you? You just got pissed on by the man you mocked."
He turned and walked over to Kaede. She started screaming the moment she realized what Naoki was doing.
"N-No! You wouldn't—!"
Too late. His stream arced and landed right across her slut face. Her brown hair turned darker, dripping. She screamed as the piss hit her eyes and mouth, but her body was too weak to move.
*SLAP!*
Naoki's open hand cracked across her face, launching her across the floor like the whore trash she was.
Kanako tried to speak next. "You… you animal! You're supposed to protect us!"
"You fucked a black ape, that bullied me Kanako," Naoki said, turning to her. He pointed his dick and blasted her across the cheek with another spray. She shrieked as it hit her tits and ran down her neck. She tried to crawl away. "And not only that, you enjoyed it, and also enjoyed humillating me."
*SLAP!*
She joined her mother in a heap of limbs and humiliation.
Naoki turned next to Ayumu. Still twitching. He walked over and let a short stream hit the back of her head and her back. Her body flinched, and a shiver ran through her spine. She whimpered, unconscious, mind barely floating between the edge of oblivion and the pain Naoki had left her in.
Then finally… He looked at the bitch of bitches.
Nao.
She was kneeling, not by her own will, but from shock. Her eyes were wide, it had fear in them but mostly with conflict. Her legs were trembling. Her mouth was slightly open, face flushed. Her fingers were twitching near her cunt like they were aching to reach it. Even now... Even after everything…
"You," Naoki said, walking up to her. He spat directly into her face. A thick wad of saliva hit her eye and ran down her cheek and chin. "You obsessed monkey cumdump. You still dreaming about the superior black cock? Well, there he is. Cold. Beaten. Pissed on."
Nao blinked slowly, face twitching. "I don't kneel to you…" she hissed. "You're not a man… you're not him. You lost to him! You'll never be him. You'll never have his cock, his strength, his superiority!"
*SLAP!*
Naoki's open hand slammed into her face. She screamed and collapsed sideways, grabbing her face. Then, trembling, she glared at him with tears of anger. "Y-You… why now?! Why weren't you like this before?! Why were you such a pathetic limp dick loser before?! You could've stopped all of this! WHY WERE YOU SO WEAK—!?"
"Because," Naoki said coldly, grabbing her by the hair, "this world wanted me weak. But I'm not weak anymore."
He dragged her across the floor. Her nails scratched the wood as he pulled her in front of him.
"Now," Naoki said, towering over her. "Drink."
Nao's eyes widened in horror. "You wouldn't—"
He started pissing again. A brutal stream hit her directly in the face.
"N-No—! AHHH—GHK! GUH!!"
Her mouth opened instinctively, and Naoki forced her to swallow.
"Good bitch," he said, smirking enjoying the submissive slutty look. "Not so proud now, huh?"
She coughed, spit running down her chin mixed with his urine. Her whole body trembled as she collapsed to the floor.
"Clean it, slut."
Naoki heard movement behind him. Ayumu. That dumb, cowardly little whore was crawling toward him. Her mouth was bloody, eyes blazing. Even now she wanted to go against me, why the stupid slut couldn't have this fierce spirit when fighting the black ape?, nah, instead she submitted like a masochistic slut. But she tried to defy me for her ape master.
"You… you can't treat Nao-chan like this! She's… she's not yours!"
"Shut up," Naoki growled.
She launched herself at him—
*CRACK!*
His fist collided with her face mid-air. She slammed into the wall like a ragdoll, her body sliding down with a wet thump.
And then… Silence again.
Naoki looked down. Nao, face soaked, was panting. Her legs trembled. Her eyes flicked between his piss-covered cock and Kokujin's body on the floor.
"You want to be a good little slut now?" Naoki said.
Her face flushed deeper.
Shame.
Anger.
Lust.
Finally, with trembling hands, she crawled forward.
"...yes… Master."
She opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out like a good hentai slave, like a dog and began to lick. His cock—larger than that faceless monkey's ever was—twitched as her tongue ran over it, gliding up his shaft with desperate worship in her eyes.
"You taste like revenge…" she whispered between licks, eyes half-lidded, tears mixed with piss dripping from her chin. But her eyes didn't lie, she loved doing it, her eyes were becoming hearts of a slut as she did it.
"And you taste like betrayal," Naoki replied. 'What the fuck is wrong with this world?' he thought as he looked at her eyes having actually hearts in them like a slut in heat. "Continue, slave."
"Yes... Master..." Nao said as she continued licking his cock.
.....
Kaede's POV
My jaw still burned from his slap. His piss still clung to my face, crusting my hair, drying in my eyelashes. How… how did it come to this?
I lay half-conscious beside my daughter, my legs barely responsive, my head spinning from the blow Naoki — no, this thing that used to be my son — gave me. He was taller now. Stronger. More brutal than anything I had imagined. It didn't make sense. Naoki had always been the soft one… the quiet one… the boy who used to look at me like I was his everything.
And now he struck me like I was just another slut.
I was. Wasn't I?
Kokujin's cum had dried between my thighs. I could still feel his heat. His rhythm. His cock pulsing inside me while I called Naoki weak. I mocked him. I laughed. I praised another man — a rapist black beast — as my man and the man of my daughter.
He raped me before all this began, as I encountered him while I went to buy groceries... And when I learned that he was the bully of my son, I became appalled. But then my daughter called me, talking about this... Kokujin guy she wanted me to meet, he was her new boyfriend she said... It was then that I was horrified... But all this was a plan of my daughter's, giving me to her new master... And when I met them, they raped me... I sank even more into depravity...I enjoyed being raped and taked like that... I even forgot and left aside my son without a care...
What did I do??? I'm a failure as a mother... All those things I did... I said... to my boy...
He wasn't my boy anymore...
And now…
"You two," his voice rang like cold iron through the ruined room. "Get up."
I blinked. My vision blurred.
"You, Kaede. You, Kanako. You're going to tie up the monkey and the failure of a friend," he said, pointing to Kokujin and the bleeding whore Ayumu.
What…? Was he joking?
"You dare give me orders? I'm your mother!" I tried to say trying to recover a bit of authority over him — but the tremor in my voice betrayed me.
Kanako coughed beside me. She was still wiping urine from her face, trembling like a beaten pet.
"No… we won't… you can't—"
He took a step forward.
"No?" he said, voice calm. Cold. "Then let me make something clear."
He crouched, grabbing a broken piece of bat from the floor.
"If you disobey… if you try anything smart… I will erase that monkey. Not just beat him. Not just humiliate him. I will turn him into paste. And you'll have to watch it. You'll get a front row seat to your master dismemberment."
I froze.
I didn't love Kokujin. No. I worshipped him. He showed me pleasure no man ever had. Not my husband. Not the men before him. Not her useless son. Kokujin destroyed my body and rebuilt me into something better — a slave who loved the leash.
And yet… looking at Naoki now… Something darker stirred. Something… shameful. 'Why he wasn't like this before this happened? All could have been different.' I bit my lips in frustration and longing. 'We could have been a more and better happy family.'
Now...
I felt my knees bend on their own. Kanako looked at me, afraid — but I saw the same sickness brewing in her eyes too.
Obedience.
"Y-Yes…" I said, avoiding eye contact.
Kanako followed. "Fine… we'll do it…"
We stumbled to our feet and dragged ourselves toward the drawers. We needed ropes… belts… anything to restrain our "master." As we left, Naoki's voice rang behind us.
"Don't try anything stupid. Don't beg him for help. Don't even look at him like a man. He's meat now. Property. Like you."
"Less to be said, don't even try to do anything extra... You will only suffer unnecessarily."
I bit my lip. Something stung behind my eyes. 'Why… was I wet?' My tears just silently started sliding my cheeks.
Kanako's POV
I hated this. I hated him. I hated myself. Why did I obey? Why did my legs move when he spoke?
This was Naoki! My little brother! The same little loser who used to scream when I teased him and slap him with my boobs for fun! The idiot who always tried to "protect" us, walking around with dumb martial arts pride while we laughed behind his back.
Kokujin ruined him. But we made that choice. We made the choice to turn our backs on our blood and embrace depravity with a black rapist. The worst part? He struck me, and even as I begged him to stop, he raped me—and I reveled in the pleasure. I even sent my mother into his arms. Oh god, what have I done?
And now? Now my stupid, perverted brother was calling the shots. And I was listening.
I hated him. I hated his change. Why he wasn't strong enough before? Why now?... Why couldn't he continue being a little dick wimp?.
But when he hit me… When his piss hit my cheek and that slap threw me across the floor… I moaned. I moaned. I am disgusting.
"Kanako," Mother whispered beside me. "The belt. Over there."
I grabbed it. We were really doing this.
We were about to bind Kokujin.
My god.
My master.
My lover.
My… everything.
'What the hell was wrong with me?' Even now I thought of him like that.
Nao's POV
My lips were numb.
My tongue ached.
I kept licking.
Naoki's cock twitched in my mouth again. It was big. Bigger than I ever imagined. Bigger than his.
What… what was I doing? I didn't even like Naoki. I never did.
I only dated him back then because he was the strongest kid in school. He was cocky. Arrogant. Dominant. And then that ape beat him in one move, and my pussy told me right there and then — the superior man had arrived.
Kokujin. The moment I felt his tongue… his dick… I was gone.
I didn't care about Naoki. He cried. He begged. He trained like an idiot and kept losing. I was already gone. Already creaming myself every night thinking about Kokujin stuffing his mother, breaking his sister, and choking Ayumu until she called him Daddy.
I wanted him to take everyone. It was my fantasy. The ultimate betrayal. The ultimate humiliation. For him to see it. Feel it. Break from it.
Why? Why did I do that? Why did I feed the flames? Why did I let my ex-boyfriend watch and incite his family get cucked?
Because it made me wet. That's the truth.
I hated that weak, sobbing Naoki. But this new one… This towering beast who slapped me like garbage… He was something else.
But still… I didn't submit. I spat his cock out, panting, and looked up at him.
"You think this makes you a man?" I hissed. "You're still trash. You'll never be him. Never—"
*SLAP!*
I hit the floor again. My cheek burned but my pussy gushed with fluids as I had a climax right there, it felt so beautiful and exhilarating.
He crouched beside me.
"Tell me," he said, voice deathly quiet. "Why?"
"What…?"
"Why did you do it?" His voice cracked, just barely. "Why did you give him my family? Why did you feed him everything I had?!"
I laughed. It was a broken laugh.
"You wanna know why? Because you were boring. You were strong, sure, but boring. That monkey? He was alive, he took me at his first chance without waiting for permission. He was different from you. Sure, you were strong before he came, but you never made a move on me, too shy. He just grabbed what he wanted. He ruined you. And I loved it. I loved watching you get broken. I wanted to see your face while we fucked on your bed. While your mother moaned. While your sister choked on his cock. You were a fucking joke. A little boy with delusions of strength."
Naoki's face didn't move. He didn't scream. He didn't cry. He just nodded slowly. And then grabbed me by the hair.
"Wrong answer."
He yanked me toward him, dragging me through the piss-soaked floor.
"You belong on your knees," he said. "You all do."
And then, with fire in his voice—
"But I am a generous and benevolent master. I will take every one of you whores and train you to my liking."
I couldn't help but tremble in excitement at his declaration, this was the Naoki she always desired and wished. Why couldn't he be like this before? Why?...
I suddenly felt tense...'maybe he wouldn't use me as I was tainted by the black monkey' I trembled but not in pleasure or excitement, in fear, fear of being discarded by Naoki.
Ayumu's POV
Everything hurts. I can't move. My mouth is bleeding. But I can still hear.
Naoki… he's… terrifying. He's nothing like before. Not the soft Hiroki that protected me from bullies. Not the crying Naoki who begged me to stop. He's something else. He's… brutal. Cold. Real.
And yet… Why did I feel my thighs twitch? Why did my heart skip? Why did I…
No. I deserve to die. We all do. But I can't help but love his rough touch...
At last Naoki is looking at me now.