The air was heavy with silence. Kokujin lay like a deflated beast, his breath shallow, eyes fluttering in semi-consciousness. Kaede and Kanako stood holding Hiroki's belts from his clothes closet and bedsheets, their trembling hands tied the wrists and ankles of their master. Kokujin didn't resist. He couldn't. Then they moved to do the same with Ayumu.
"Master… it's done…" Kaede whispered, avoiding eye contact, her voice barely audible, thick with fear and shame.
"We… we bound him… as you asked…" Kanako said next, her head bowed, trembling as she also avoided his eyes like her mother.
Hiroki stood without expression as he looked at them both. Nao was still at his feet, licking up his cock with desperate hunger, her tongue dragging along his piss-washed shaft like it was the best cock she had, eager to please it with her mouth.
And then—
SMACK!
A brutal backhand across her cheek sent her sprawling onto her side, stunned. The slap shocked Kaede and Kanako, not thinking he would slap Nao as she licked him. Even Nao was stunned, not understanding what she did wrong, looking at him with pitiful eyes.
"I told you to clean it," Hiroki snarled coldly. "Not suck it like a desperate whore."
Nao gasped, dazed, saliva and shame smeared across her lips. Her thighs clenched instinctively. "Y-Yes… sorry… Master…" she muttered as she looked at Hiroki's big, hard cock before her eyes, not even minding the slap he gave her. If anything, it excited her more.
Hiroki turned without another glance and stepped toward Kokujin. Kaede and Kanako watched, eyes wide, frozen in disbelief. They had wrapped the black monkey's wrists tightly — knotted him as much as they could. But the moment Hiroki bent to test the bindings, his expression soured.
"Too loose," he muttered.
He stood back up. Without hesitation—
CRACK!
His shoe slammed into Kokujin's skull, snapping his head to the side with a sickening sound. Blood spurted from the corner of the ape's mouth. He twitched, even though he was already unconscious.
Hiroki didn't care if the black monkey died, he was just a black rapist garbage that even walked around thinking that he was 'superior', laughable, a 17 years old fighting against a 13 years old and tormenting him. Even if he were to make him bleed, he was sure this NTR world would somehow still make him be alive. So he enjoyed hitting him at every chance, even if he looked in bad shape. Unless he drew his last breath, there was still hope for him. As the NTR fate demanded.
Kaede gasped. Kanako whimpered.
"Son… please…" Kaede stammered, voice cracking, her hands held out in weak protest. "Stop… please don't hit him anymore…"
"Brother… please—" Kanako added, her voice just as desperate. "He's already broken… please…"
Hiroki turned his head slowly toward them, eyes cold as steel. "Are you begging me?" he asked. "For him? Are you so bad in the head that even now you still think about him?"
"A black turd that made you both feel like garbage whores after raping you both, and you both even enjoyed his rape, became loyal and his fierce dogs, doing whatever he pleased..."
"And you still plead to me... for him..."
"AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO ME?!"
They froze.
He turned back to Kokujin.
THUD! The sole of his shoe crushed into the shoulder blade.
"MY FUCKING FAMILY!"
SNAP! Another kick caved in the bastard's elbow.
"BECAME AGAINST ME, HIS BLOOD AND EVEN BECAME WHORES FROM JUST BEING RAPED AND FUCKED."
Kaede dropped to her knees, tears spilling from her ruined face. "Hiroki—!! Please stop!! He gave us everything! He gave me a reason to feel alive again! He—"
CRUNCH!
Hiroki stomped his knee. Kokujin howled in a broken rasp, his body twisting in agony even if he was unconscious.
"You still dare speak about him like that?" Hiroki asked, voice low and dangerous.
Kaede flinched. Kanako trembled beside her.
Then Hiroki raised his foot again—and brought it down squarely between Kokujin's legs.
POP.
A wet, thick, rupturing sound echoed in the silent room. Kokujin's body jerked violently as he woke up, his eyes wide open. Blood poured from his mouth. A faint scream gargled from his lips before he passed out again.
Kaede screamed. "NOOOOO!"
Kanako cried out, "YOU'RE INSANE!"
Hiroki walked toward them without pause.
"Insane?" he repeated. "No. I'm just returning the pain. Fair exchange."
SLAP!
His palm cracked across Kaede's face, sending her sideways to the floor.
SLAP!
Kanako followed, her cheek bright red, tears bursting from her eyes.
Hiroki loomed over them. "You knew the bindings were loose," he said coldly. "You did it on purpose. Still loyal to that meat sack? Still hoping your master's black dick will wake and save you?"
"You both are delusional, but there is still salvation. You will change your worship to something better."
He grabbed them both by their hair, one in each hand. They shrieked but didn't resist. Not really. Dragged like pets, he pulled them toward the bed and sat down. They knelt before him, their faces trembling, hair clenched in his fists. His big cock twitched in front of their faces like a pulsing reminder of who owned their breath now.
"You had your black turd," he said, staring down at them. "Now you'll serve your true master."
"S-Son...Hiroki...Please, honey...don't do this to us...don't hit us anymore..." Kaede pleaded while stuttering, looking at him with tears in her eyes. Even if she felt aroused by her son treatment on her and even liked it, her mind was in constant conflict with how she was actually feeling. Love. Sadness. Resentment. Pain. Suddenly tired and confused. "I'm sorry for doing all this to you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I was a despicable and horrible mother lately. I'm sorry, sweetie. I don't know what came over me. I was like a possessed woman. Sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry."
"Little brother." Kanako smiled at him with tears as she looked at him. "We can go back to being like before now. You defeated the black rapist monkey."
Hiroki was silent as he looked at them both, their faces a mess with tears, blood, and swollen from the blows he had given them. He felt a rage that surged from his being, from the damn memories that were implanted against his will, and from those SENTAI CUCK FUCKERS that made him come to this damn world.
'It was the fucking worst...I wish I could kill those sentai fuckers again for bringing me to this place...but even more for entering this damn body...what a child with such a fucking tragic story, made from the depravity of a cuck author who has a fetish for black cocks, damn Japanese trash. A pity they weren't completely nuked to oblivion from Earth. Earth would be a better place without NTR shit destroying men's mentality around the world. Long live pure love, wholesome harem.'
'Instead, I got this...'
'I have to conform to training a harem of sluts instead of a wholesome pure love harem!!!'
'AT LEAST, FUCKERS, YOU COULD HAVE SENT ME TO THE START OF THIS SHITTY NTR STORY TO HAVE A NORMAL FAMILY OR BETTER YET A INCEST FAMILY HAREM!'
'BUT NO! YOU WANTED ME TO FEEL CUCKED!'
'SECOND HAND CUCKED, AS IF TELLING ME THAT EVEN IF I MADE A COMEBACK, ALL I WOULD GET ARE SLUTS!'
'AND OBVIOUSLY, I WOULD HAVE THE SLUTS. THEY ARE MY SLUTS AS I NOW AM HIROKI. EVEN IF BROKEN, I WOULD PICK THEM UP AND MAKE THEM SERVE AS I WISH. FUCKING WHORES DON'T DESERVE TO BE LEFT ALONE OR PERDONED JUST LIKE THAT, ESPECIALLY IN A NTR WORLD. ANOTHER NTR ANTAGONIST WOULD APPEAR AND GRAB THEM.'
'NO!'
'IT IS BETTER IF INSTEAD I GRAB THEM, EVEN IF THEY ARE SLUTS, AND THEY BECOME MY SLAVES.'
'SONS OF BITCHES! SENTAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII NTR GARBAGES, I FUCKING HATE YOU ALL!'