HAH... HAH... MISTER...
SIGN IT. IF YOU WANT TO GET THE REST OF WHAT YOUR BODY WANTS.
A CONTRACT...? IN THIS SITUATION...
[MUTUAL AGREEMENT CONTRACT]
WHY IS SOMEONE LIKE THIS...
THIS IS... PRACTICALLY A SLAVE CONTRACT...!
IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, GET OUT RIGHT NOW WITH THAT WET BODY.
BUT DON'T YOU EVER DARE SHOW YOUR FACE NEAR MY HOUSE AGAIN.
NO... MY BODY'S ALREADY AT A POINT WHERE IT CAN'T STAND IT WITHOUT THIS MISTER...
IF I LEAVE HERE, I MIGHT JUST DIE.
GOOD GIRL.
THEN NOW, YOU'VE GOTTA SHOW ME AROUND YOUR REAL MAS- TER'S HOUSE.
TO THINK A PLACE LIKE THIS EXISTED... IT'S SUFFOCATING.
NO MATTER WHAT KIND OF SCREAMS I LET OUT HERE, THEY'D NEVER MAKE IT OUTSIDE...
GET IN.
AH... MISTER... I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING...
RULE NUMBER ONE,
DO NOT SCREAM WITHOUT MY PERMISSION.
GUESS. WHAT I'M HOLDING RIGHT NOW.
IF YOU GUESS RIGHT, I'LL GIVE YOU A REWARD, AND IF YOU'RE WRONG... I'LL GIVE YOU A PUNISHMENT.
AH...! MPH... IT'S COLD...
I TOLD YOU TO GUESS.
...C-COLD... AND HARD...
ARE THEY... CLAMPS?
WRONG.
THIS IS CLOSER TO A PUNISHMENT THAN A REWARD.
Ugh! Mph...!
SHH... ALREADY FORGOT THE RULE?
DON'T MAKE A SOUND.
I'M GOING CRAZY...
I CAN'T SEE A THING, BUT THE STIMULATION FEELS SO VIVID...!
IS IT BECAUSE HE STOPPED EARLIER...
DOWN BELOW IS TICKLING AND BURNING WAY MORE THAN BEFORE...
SECOND QUESTION.
WHERE DO YOU THINK IT'S GOING TO TOUCH THIS TIME?
...TH-THAT'S...
Ahn..!
Nghng..!! Ahngh n..
AH... BECAUSE THE MISTER STOPPED EARLIER...
DOWN BELOW IS HEATED UP LIKE CRAZY...
...EVEN A SLIGHT BRUSH MAKES IT TINGLE...
LOOK AT YOU. SAYING STUFF ABOUT A SLAVE CONTRACT WITH YOUR MOUTH,
BUT YOUR BODY IS MELTING JUST FROM ONE OF MY TOYS LIKE THIS.
Hngh..!
N-NO...!!
Hanh..!
MY WHOLE BODY IS VIBRATING...
THE VIBRATION MAKES MY INNER WALLS CLAMP DOWN LIKE CRAZY...
PLEASE... STOP TORTURING ME AND QUICKLY...
MISTER, PUT IT IN YOURSELF...!
MHM! MPH... MASTER... PLEASE...
YOUR MOUTH LOOSENED UP ALREADY.
THAT'S RIGHT. CALL ME THAT.
SO, SHOULD I PUT THE REAL THING IN NOW?
YOU SIGNED, SO YOU GOTTA KEEP YOUR PROMISE.
THE THING YOUR BODY WAS DYING FOR.
Hngh..
HOLD BACK YOUR SCREAMS.
IF EVEN A SINGLE SCREAM LEAKS OUTSIDE,
I'LL PULL IT RIGHT OUT.
The woman, giving in to her body's desire, signs the mutual agreement that looks like a slavery contract. The man takes her to the stifling, soundproof room he calls the true master's house. With her eyes closed, she is forbidden from screaming without permission, and the right-or-wrong guessing game begins. A wrong answer brings punishment, her body is melted with a vibrating toy, and in the end she begs for the real thing.
