A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 304: Continuous Arena (5) ***

The arena audience wants stimulation.

What kind of stimulation is needed to be satisfied varies from person to person, but there are some things in common.

The point is that you get tired of the same situation over and over again.

Spectators who like the plot of a story where the strong are overwhelmingly suppressed, and spectators who like the bloody mess of two weaks unable to finish each other off, will quickly lose interest if the same situation continues.

In a way, it was so obvious that it didn't need to be said.

But it was as important as it was obvious.

Therefore, there was a rule that fighters in the arena had to keep changing the situation in order to show a satisfactory performance to the audience.

It may sound like a complicated and tricky rule, but it is actually simple.

When fucking, don't only do one position.

Faithfully following the rules, the puppeteer continued to change positions and torment Asil.

– We're almost out! Now you can escape from insertion by just taking out the glans! Will our challenger be able to pull out his dick and win the match?!

The riding position that has been used so far and has received a good response from the audience.

Even though his legs are shaking, he lifts his waist to pull out his dick, but falls down due to loss of strength.

The sight of the spectators praising him as the most spectacular sight in a puppeteer's game was the sight of him climaxing with his eyes half-closed due to the shock of having his body weight pierced to his deepest core in an instant.

The audience sometimes mocked the female challenger who was controlled by the puppeteer and shook her waist on the puppeteer's cock, and sometimes cheered, saying that she could escape if she just did a little more.

Either way, it was an interesting sight.

The reason it was particularly popular was that each challenger had a different way of dealing with this situation.

Some women even gave up from the beginning and stayed quiet. It was the type that the audience found most boring.

On the other hand, every time a woman tried to escape and failed, she became a prisoner of pleasure, shaking her waist as the pleasure pierced her deep inside.

And Asil belonged to the least type.

I try hard, but I fail every time.

From the side, he looks like he's just drunk on sex, but he doesn't give up and tries to escape until the end.

The audience, who were mocking at first, gradually turned to cheering, telling them to try harder as time went by.

Of course, you worked hard, so you should be rewarded – such a heartwarming ending couldn't have been popular in this crime city.

"Off... Eww... A little bit more... Okay, okay... "

"Oh my. It was dangerous."

"... "Oh my god?!"

Just when the top of the glans came out, and if I lifted my waist just a few more centimeters, I was able to get out of the dick.

The puppeteer spoke casually and lifted her waist.

The cock, which had almost completely come out, entered deep into her and lifted her uterus.

Asil, who was letting her guard down, saying it was the end, couldn't resist the pleasure that came to her at an unexpected time and left helplessly.

– Wahahahahaha!!!

The sound of laughter fills the arena at the same time as his legs lose their strength again, and he collapses.

Even her confused mind could easily understand that most of the laughter was a mockery of Asil's wasted efforts.

The next position is the back position.

It is a position where you are fucked from behind while standing on both legs.

Usually, the height of the genitals of men and women are not the same, so it was also an annoying position that required a separate object such as a stand.

Nevertheless, there was a reason why the puppeteer chose this position, even using a broken doll as her stand.

As I looked at the positions in which she was being fucked from behind, there was nothing blocking Asil's view.

This meant that the audience could see the expression on her face as she melted as she was being penetrated by the dick, her eyes that were blank with pleasure, and her face as she reached climax.

"Ha... Tsk... Under... Oh... Ah... "

"Look. Everyone in this large arena is looking at you. "I'm cheering after seeing your obscene appearance."

"Eww... Hmm... Everything, everything... "

Asil's face turned red at the puppeteer's point.

Until recently, she had been unable to pay attention to what was outside of her because she was so busy enduring the pleasure coming from below, but once she started to become aware of it, she felt ashamed.

Even though she tried to speak in a strong tone to hide her shyness, the puppeteer's finger was already in her mouth, so her pronunciation ended up sounding vaguely cute.

And one more reason.

Every time the puppeteer lifted her dick, Asil's body shook, and her big breasts bounced.

It was a daily occurrence for the spectators of the arena to see a naked female slave who didn't even know how to fight being thrown in front of a group of goblins and being brutally raped, but it was a different story if she was a girl who was pretty enough to recognize her.

"Look, don't look..." !"

"You can't try to cover it up. "Aren't we professionals who make a living through the eyes of the audience?"

"That goes for you too! I don't care... Ah... "

Even if he tried to cover his chest with his arms, he could not move freely due to the puppeteer's interference.

Even in the midst of the fight, she was continuously pistoning her dick and penetrating her pussy, and her boobs bouncing each time became eye candy for the audience.

It is penetrated from behind with the upper body upright.

In this position, the cock that stabs at an angle from the bottom goes up while skimming the upper part of the vaginal wall.

With the G-spot.

Every time a sensitive part was stimulated, my body reacted by flinching.

Moreover, I don't know how many times this kind of competition has been played, but the puppeteer's technique was excellent.

At least to the point where Asil couldn't come to his senses from pleasure.

"... Heh?"

"Are you awake?"

When Asil lost consciousness for a while unable to withstand the continuous climax, when she came to her senses, there was a puppeteer's mask in front of her.

Close enough for our noses to touch.

"W-what?! Close! Get away from me!"

If I had been able to move her body, I would have immediately punched her in the face.

I actually tried to hit him. It's because my body doesn't move.

The fact that a man's face was coming so close to Asil, who was a man, was the most terrifying thing.

No matter how handsome the other person was, I didn't want to even imagine it.

To the extent that I hated it, if I had to kiss either the lips or the dick, I would put on a rotten face and think for a while before choosing the dick.

At least you won't have to see the face of a man with a solemn expression.

So, why is the puppeteer's mask so close?

Phew!

"Ugh?"

A vulgar moan escaped Asil's mouth at the heavy feeling of pressing down on her uterus.

Pressure that applies weight rather than simply hitting the uterine bulb.

Only then did he realize what posture he was in.

A posture of lying facing up, lifting the waist, spreading the legs, and welcoming a man.

It was a so-called mating press, in which the ejaculated semen collected as deep as possible using gravity and collected in the uterus instead of flowing elsewhere.

– Puppet Master!! I'm in the finishing position! Intense weight pressure!! This is dangerous! Challenger! Can you escape!!

There was one fatal drawback to this position.

The point is that the woman underneath the man is not visible.

All the audience could see was the puppeteer's back and buttocks.

At least I could see the pussy squeaking between the widely spread legs as it was being fucked by the cock, but considering the angle of the arena and the stands, there were many people who couldn't even see it.

So the puppeteer completely untied the magical thread that was binding Asil's body.

As soon as Asil was released, he struggled and started a riot to escape from under the puppeteer.

However, in a state where he was already completely underneath, he could not exert any proper force and could only wave his arms and legs in the air.

The audience burst into laughter at the unsightly appearance.

The laughter of the audience, the heavy weight pressing down on the body, the cock continuously pounding deep inside the vagina.

As if to put a final emphasis on it, hot liquid burst out from the deepest part.

Look... !

"Huh... Oh... !"

Two healthy, well-stretched legs rise straight into the air.

The trembling legs, stretched out to the tips of the toes, clearly showed the climax that Asil was feeling.

A woman's happiness wandering around in her head.

With intense satisfaction, Asil sensed her defeat.

The moment his cock was inserted, she couldn't win.

"I lost."

However, it was the puppet master who shouted surrender first.

– Unbelievable! Puppet Master Surrender!! How did this happen!! I declare my surrender with just one circumstance!! How much semen was extracted for something like this to happen!!!

The host made a fuss.

Of course, this was also planned in advance.

Challengers who lose at stage 7 are promoted to stage 8.

Usually, the goal of a challenger who challenges this 10-game arena is Elixir.

The reason why you need Elixir, the pinnacle of recovery items, is because it is something you cannot back down from, as the life of a precious person is at stake.

Therefore, even if you lose in the 7th game, if you move on to the 8th game, you will have to hold on to a glimmer of hope and try again.

However, the 8th fighter prepared is naturally stronger than the 7th fighter, and in the end, he is violated again in front of many spectators, and his last hope is dashed.

The arena was the place where such vicious torture of hope was carried out without any hesitation.

– Just 3 steps to Elixir! The challenger's choice!!

"Ah. "I'll quit."

However, all of these designs were meaningful only when Asil's goal was Elixir, and there was no reason for Asil to challenge further when he was able to obtain the 7th level reward through the puppet master's surrender.

No, it was more of a problem if I tried and won.

– Uh, me. What?

The noisy host asked back in disbelief.

"The challenge ends here. "I'll be satisfied with level 7 rewards."

– Uh... Hmm... Challenger! Choose to abstain in step 7! Applause to the challenger who showed a good performance!!

Match... Match... Match...

Although the host was embarrassed, he did not forget his duty and encouraged the audience's response, but the only sound that could be heard from the audience in the cold was the occasional small applause.

In fact, the voices jeering at Asil were louder.

"Alpha? "Whether they find it funny or not."

Whether the audience liked it or not was none of his business.

Asil returned to the waiting room and took out the level 7 reward, which was her original goal.

Afterward, the emcee and the puppeteer were violently destroyed by the arena owner, but this was not something Asil needed to worry about.

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