"Ngh! Nngh! Nfufuunngh!"
No... I can't keep doing this... Ah, but my fingers won't stop...
"Nkuh! Nnaa! Nngh! Ah! Ahn! Ahaaahn!"
I can't... take it anymore...
"Nhyiiii! I'm cumming! I'm gonna—! Aaah~!"
I arched my back like a bow as I reached climax.
Trembling through the aftershocks, I gazed at my fingers glistening with love juice and sighed with regret.
I... did it again...
My name is Tsurugi Aoi. I'm a 25-year-old manga artist. Since my debut at 15, I've been working on my flagship series Magical Phantom Thief Alouette for ten years—a story about the witch Alouette reclaiming her father's stolen collection from villains. It's been adapted into six anime seasons and beloved by little girls and grown men alike.
I adore both reading and drawing manga. Meeting a masterpiece like Alouette is the greatest joy of my career. While I'm perfectly content, there's one dream I want to fulfill: reading a manga so brilliant only a genius could create it. That's why I resolved to birth the next genius manga artist.
The father would be Kido Chifumi-kun. With his Genius Gene that virtually guarantees brilliant offspring, his child could make my dream come true. Unfortunately, our tryst two months ago didn't result in pregnancy. But another chance is coming soon—this time, I'll conceive his child.
As a cosplay enthusiast, last time I dressed as my own character Alouette and enjoyed various scenarios with Chifumi-kun. Pure costume play. While fun, it left me with an unexpected side effect:
────I want to be violated...
Our mostly non-consent play must've awakened my latent masochism. Now I can't stop fantasizing about Chifumi-kun ravaging me in every way possible, leading to nightly masturbation sessions. After last time, I said "Let's keep it normal next time," but there's no way that'll satisfy me now...
"Sensei, you were quite loud earlier—are you alright?"
"Eek! Koronajima-san, you heard? So embarrassing~"
She's Koronajima Mio—my 35-year-old assistant/secretary/maid-of-all-trades. A former doujin artist whose skills surpass mine, she lives with me and helps with everything. More importantly, she's an absolute pervert with a prefrontal cortex dominated by lewd thoughts.
"What are you saying now? Command me however I can serve you."
"No need! More importantly, is everything ready for the breeding session the day after tomorrow?"
"Perfectly prepared. I've devised many delights for your pleasure. Today I finalized plans with Kido-sama in the breeding chamber, so please look forward to it."
"You didn't tell Chifumi-kun about the surprise, right?"
"Of course not, Sensei. That part remains completely hidden."
Realizing normal sex wouldn't satisfy me anymore, I confessed everything to Koronajima-san and had her produce our next session. Like last time, we'll use Alouette's setting—but the details are secret. What kind of ravishment has she planned? I can't wait...
The next day at my publisher's office, merchandise discussions barely register as tomorrow's breeding dominates my thoughts. My mind is completely pink!
Seeking calm, I rest in the lounge where an unexpected person greets me.
"Ah! Aoi-chan, hi!"
"Ah, Airi-chan! What brings you here?"
Kanemura Airi—my same-age voice actress friend. After winning an audition at 15 like me, she voiced minor roles until landing Alouette's lead at 17. Her voice—cute yet dignified—perfectly matched Alouette's image, so I pushed for her casting. We've been close ever since, even taking hot springs trips together.
"Came for costume fittings and meetings. We're releasing a f@me photobook soon."
"Wow, sounds busy."
f@me—the idol unit spun off from an anime—performed at Kohaku last year. As the seven-member group's center, Airi-chan leads despite her voice acting focus.
"Well, f@me disbands this year, so busy times are temporary~"
"Must be tough. How's Alouette going?"
Her starring series Magical Phantom Thief Alouette Season 7 premieres next January.
"Totally fine! Alouette's super important, so I'm giving it everything! Recording starts next month, but I'm fully prepped!"
"Glad to hear it. I'll bring treats when recording starts—oh, someone's waving at you."
"Ah, gotta go! Later, Aoi-chan!"
"Bye Airi-chan! And thanks for that other thing~"
"Yup ♡"
Popularity sure keeps her busy. But Airi-chan's special—while cute idol voice actresses abound nowadays, her beauty is exceptional. At 152cm, her doll-like features—big sparkling eyes, delicate nose, perfect lips—give princess vibes with rabbit/cat-like charm. She could easily be a regular idol or actress if not for her voice acting passion. Shame about f@me disbanding, but circumstances demand it...
Breeding day arrives. In my Western-style room—decorated like Alouette's world—preparations begin.
"Koronajima-san... what's this?"
"This? Torture equipment to restrain you."
"Torture equipment? How'd you make this jungle gym thing?"
"My FWB includes a plumber and scaffolder—they built it. Mostly rented materials."
"Wow. Is it safe?"
"Absolutely. I'd never endanger you—we tested every scenario."
"Ero~ So how was it?"
"Extremely masochistic. Perfect for hardcore subs."
"I see... hehe..."
"Sensei, you're drooling."
"Oops!"
The iron-pipe framework resembles a rectangular cage with wooden panels. Koronajima-san calls it an "Iron Crimson"—a common American BDSM device.
"Kido-sama will arrive soon—please change costumes."
"OK. Be right back."
This time, I'm playing Signe—Alouette's partner Chouette's clumsy younger sister—not Alouette herself.
Changed into costume, I enter the dim room with a spotlight centerstage. Beneath it lies a palm-sized treasure chest. Opening it reveals cue cards below.
"Success! The magic item Dragon's Eye—the treasure we've sought for years! Oh, I can see Onee-sama Alouette's joyful face!"
"Not so fast, Signe!!"
"Ah! Who's there?"
—Ah, Koronajima-san's playing Viper again.
"Hand over Dragon's Eye unless you want pain, Signe!"
"Never! This belongs to Onee-sama!"
"Then eat this sleep spell Dormir!!"
"Aaah! No... Onee-sama..."
As scripted, I collapse. Koronajima-san whispers, "Is this play necessary?" She replies, "Atmosphere is crucial," and guides me to the device.
"First, straddle this pedestal."
A low-rebound cushion seat extends from the wall at hip height—comfortable for long sessions.
"Now raise your hands."
As I do, she locks my wrists into wall-mounted leather cuffs with chains. My ankles receive identical treatment before being hoisted up.
"Eeeh! This is so embarrassing!"
"You look perfect, Sensei. How does having your legs spread while immobilized feel?"
"Even clothed, this is mortifying!"
In a "⊥" position—seated with limbs suspended—she reinforces my restraints with pipes. Minutes later, I'm shamefully crucified against the wall.