I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World

Chapter 60: The Guidance Department Is Not A Masturbation Toy Club! (3)

Please on my body Ill tattoo sobLaplace Mapleflower as proof that Im Ians onahole Ill tattoo a permanent mark inside my womb so please be satisfied with me sob

If I had been a blonde rough delinquent, I might have pretended to accept her offer, tattooed Laplaces womb, and then done terrible things to the members of the Discipline Committee.

Laplace likely said that hoping for such an outcome.

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But, unfortunately for Laplace, I was not that kind of scum.

I was merely acting to save the world, a normal Academy student with a very healthy view of relationships.

Of course, tattooing a permanent mark of submission on a beautiful girls body was a perfectly normal desire for any man, not just blonde rough delinquents.

But

What would happen if I actually tattooed Laplaces womb?

Obviously, my life would be over.

Even in the Marigold mansion, servants helped Evelyn with her bath.

Similarly, Princess Laplace must have always had assistance with her baths.

What if Laplace suddenly started bathing alone to hide a womb tattoo?

Undoubtedly, strange rumors would circulate, and the reason would eventually come to light.

And if it were revealed that I was responsible for Laplaces womb tattoo?

I would be facing, at the very least, the death penalty.

So, lets put that idea on hold.

Unless I acquired tremendous power, tattooing a princess was out of the question.

Ha Stop wasting time with such nonsense and just clean it up.

Ah Aah!.. Gasp No Please! Ian! I beg you sob! If a womb tattoo is not enough! Ill even tattoo a human rights waiver on my back! So, please! Just spare the members sob

Laplace begged desperately, banging her head on the floor repeatedly.

Crackle-! Sizzle!

I might have believed her sincerity if not for her unwavering halo.

No, Laplace was probably sincere.

Wow, shes even bringing in a human rights waiver?

Sexual Predilection: Human Rights Waiver LV MAX

However, her sincerity did not stem from concern for the Discipline Committee members, but rather to satisfy her own sexual predilection.

Last warning. Shut up and clean.

PlPlease!.. Sob! Please have mercy!.. Ian please show mercy Ill do anything! Sob Just dont touch the members!

Ha

Laplace was not easily dissuaded, determined to transform the Discipline Committee into the Onahole Club and secure that womb tattoo.

But I cant give in!

Backing down here would have meant saying farewell to my life.

Pop-!!

F*ck! I told you to just clean it, damn onahole!

-Gag!!.. Sob!!

What? You think without a womb tattoo, you wont be my property? Stop the nonsense! Tattoo or not, youre my onahole for life!

Thump-! Crash-! Pop!

Choke!! Gasp..!! S..Sob! It hurts! Sob!!

I decide everything about the onahole!! Whether to destroy it or not!! An onahole cant even die without its masters order! Got it!!

Sob..! Huh..!. Sob!.. Yes!.. Yessir!. Sob!.. Im sorry!! Sob!.Ian.. Sir!. Everything! You decide! Sob!

When Laplace lifted her head, blood streamed from her nose.

It wasnt intentional; I had accidentally hit her when she moved.

Sob..Sob! Aah! Blood..blood Sob.. Sob.. It wont stop! Waaah Sob Hah.. Gasp..!

Laplace, trying to stem the flow of blood from her nose with both hands, wept even more pitifully. For me, this turn of events was advantageous.

Panicking because of the bleeding, she had conceded to the principle that she couldnt die without the masters order.

Of course, this concession alone wouldnt subdue Laplaces desire for destruction, but small victories could accumulate to yield significant results.

Ha Stop crying and hurry up and clean it.

S-sniff! Yes!.. Yessir!.. Sob! As as the onahole! Sob..!.. Ill clean Ians penis!

Kiss

Laplace didnt forget to kiss this time; perhaps the love spanking had an effect.

Suck! Suck! Gag! Gulp! Suck!

From the back of the glans to the balls.

Despite her tears, Laplace diligently cleaned the semen that was stuck to my penis.

This is a problem.

I had planned to just make her clean and be done with it, but with Laplaces addictive tongue movements, I felt like I couldnt leave without ejaculating.

What time is it?

I checked the clock; there were only 15 minutes left of lunchtime.

Not nearly enough time for proper sex.

Cant be helped.

If there had been enough time, I would have relieved my sexual desire by having sex with Laplace, but

Now, it seemed like I had to resort to that method.

Stop cleaning and smell my dick while fingering yourself.

Sob! Ah.. Sob! Yes! Sniff Gag!! Sniff Sob!

CreakCreak

As she smelled the scent of my penis, Laplace slowly began to touch herself.

Do you like fingering yourself while smelling your masters dick?

Sob! Gasp! Ha Sob! Yes! Good good! Huh!

Ha, yeah, a masochist like you is suited to just fingering yourself.

Gulp! Yes! Sob Thats right! As as an onahole I should finger myself! Sob! Thank you for allowing it Sob!!

Yeah, what would you have done if you werent raped by the master? You would have lived your life mistaking yourself for a person, not an onahole.

Sob! Yes, sir!! Sob, Sob!! Exactly!!! Thank you! For raping this presumptuous female! And turning me into an onahole! Thank Sob! Sob!!

Hey, your left hand is idle. Pull your nipple, too.

Okay! Yes! Sniff!! Pulling the nipple!! Pull! Oh!

Yeah, like that. Keep reporting while you masturbate.

Hu Huh!! Yes, sir! Smelling Ians penis scent!! Sob!! Fingering my pussy! I did!! Oh! So much pussy juice came out!!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

As I listened to Laplaces lewd masturbation report, I, too, began to rub my penis.

The pleasure of sex was undoubtedly greater, but as I mentioned, there wasnt enough time for it.

But

[1 minute 15 seconds]

That was the fastest ejaculation record achieved by my right hand, my lifelong companion.

Of course, this record came after a day of abstaining from masturbation and utilizing my secret ace material

Remember exactly how the masters dick smells.

Sob! Heh Sob! Yes Yessir! Remembering the dick! Smell!.. Diligently Sob! Ill remember!.. Uh Oh!!!.. The smell so!!.. strong! Sob.. Gag! Oh!.. Oh..!!

The best material for masturbation was right before my eyes, far surpassing that from before.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Ha.. Sob! Feeling great!.. Ian!.. Smelling your dick! Sniff..!!.. Fingering..!! My pussy!.. It feels good!! Ah!!

Crap!

Squeeze-! Squish-!

With hand movements perfected by Eight Times a Day and using Laplace as my material, it took me less than three minutes from the start of masturbation to feel my semen rising.

Lie down and lift your hips.

Huh Sob! Huh!.. Sob!.. Yes Yessir.!

Laplace, with her head to the ground, lifted her hips high, assuming the perfect position for fingering.

Sob! Huh! Oh!.. Ian! Showing my pussy!.. Sob!! while masturbating.. Sob! It feels good!!.. My hands wont stop!.. Sob!!

Approaching her climax, Laplace did not stop her hands even in such a challenging position.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

As I masturbated in that position

Pop-!!

Suddenly, I plunged my penis deep into Laplaces pussy.

Gasp!?!!

Pop-! Pop-! Pop-!

I thrust my hips, using Laplaces pussy as if it were a tissue for my semen.

Squeak! Sob! Sob! Wait!! Squeal! Ian!!.. Huh!.. Its too rough.. Huh!? Oh!! Im crushed!!.. My pussy!.. Destroyed!!

Despite Laplaces screams amid the forceful movements, I couldnt afford to care.

If I showed even the slightest consideration, I would end up having sex with Laplace, not merely using her as an onahole.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Sob! Huh! This..! angle Huh! No!.. Gasp! Deep! Ugh!!.. Inside!! Sob!!.. Its.. stuck!! Ah.. Sob! Scary! Hate! Huh.. Oh! Oh! Im.. gone! Im losing it! My pussy!!.. Ahhh!!

Splash! Spurt!!!

Crap!!

Unexpectedly, without any warning, I released my semen deep inside Laplaces womb.

Sob!!

Surprised by the abrupt ejaculation, Laplaces pussy, which was only halfway through its own climax, belatedly tensed and squeezed my penis.

Squelch-! Spurt!

Sob!!

A moment later, as I withdrew my penis, Laplace collapsed on the floor, squirting and convulsing.

What are you doing? Clean up quickly after your master has ejaculated.

Oh Ok Sob Yes Sir Huh! Ill clean the penis.. Huh.. Kiss-

Laplace, staggering forward, kissed my penis and was about to start cleaning when

Slap!!

Did you forget what I taught you? Arent you going to say thank you?

Oh! Hehe! Yes, sir! Sorry Sob..

Laplace, with an expression that was hard to tell whether it was tears or a smile, said,

As an onahole Im thankful for the semen you poured into my pussy Ian