Chapter 50
[Magical Girl of Justice Guestbook]
MagicalGirlOfJustice■ : Irresponsible internal ejaculation : ★★★★★★★★★★ - Private post
MagicalGirlOfJustice■ : Photo of my face after being raped : ★★★★★ - Private post
MagicalGirlOfJustice■ : Choking + wetting myself : ★★★★★★ - Private post
“....?”
The guestbook entries that had been updated in the meantime left me dazed.
Anyone could see this went beyond merely having a strong mind.
Judging from the private posts alone, didn't she seem to be looking forward to being raped?
‘...Could it be?’
Come to think of it, I had been so preoccupied with raping Laplace
by accident
that I hadn't opened Sex Status...
Gulp-
I whispered inwardly, feeling an inexplicable tension.
‘Sex Status open.’
****
“....”
Even long after Ian had left, Laplace finally rose after remaining in a naked dogeza.
Swish-
When she wiped her face with her hand, dried blood and tears came away.
“...Hah.”
Laplace let out a hollow laugh, her red eyes glittering.
Had being raped all been an act?
Absolutely not.
She had been so frightened that she wet herself, and had sincerely tried to uphold her
‘conviction’
with all her heart.
But...
Like two sides of a coin, Laplace also harbored
‘a desire to be raped’
within her.
No—to be precise, she wanted her conviction broken by primal violence and wanted to become an outlet for the sexual urges of a
‘ruler’
and nothing more.
Squeeze─
Her lower abdomen, where Ian had struck her, was still throbbing.
‘...A perfect gut punch.’
It was equal to the hundred-point gut punch she had experienced in a dream not long ago...
Perhaps even surpassing it, the 120-point gut punch had made her body admit the truth on its own.
“!?!♥”
She had finally found the
‘ruler’
she had been waiting for so long.
“Kkeh...!. Haegh!!.. He..ha..hhaa... T-this!!... You cowardly!... bastard!”
Yet although her body had surrendered, Laplace's conviction had not been broken.
‘...Not yet...! Just...just one gut punch!...isn't enough!♥’
The
‘conviction’
Laplace had built up over all those years was not so weak that a single gut punch could bring it down.
Just as Laplace was about to take hold of her sword again to realize justice.
“Kkeuheuk! Hwoak!!..Kkeuheuk-!”
A hellish
‘choking’
and
‘baptism of violence’
rained down upon her.
Tremble-tremble-
Just recalling it made her body tremble with fear, her breathing grow ragged, and tears spill uncontrollably from her eyes.
“Ah...aah...Kkeh!....Hwa..!..Hic...ah!...Kkeuk...Huk...!...Ah...no...I...I can't take it...!”
[Take picture], [Take picture], [Take picture]
Even in this situation, Laplace could not hold back the excitement welling inside her.
“Kkeh!..♥Kkeh!!..Hng....Kk!....Hieeek!.♥.Ugh!..Kk..More...more!♥”
Squish- Squish-
Looking at her own miserable face after being raped and beaten, Laplace fingered herself.
Despite Laplace's sexual proclivities being this twisted, she had never had an unfortunate past.
Imperial bloodline, exceptional beauty, innate blessings, and a happy family
—there was nothing she lacked.
If she had to name one thing, her older sister, seven years her senior, had nearly secured the right to inherit the throne, but Laplace had never coveted the throne in the first place.
Rather, following what her mother had taught her, she had worked hard with the thought of protecting justice and becoming the sword that guarded her sister.
But...
‘Lady Laplace, you are certainly a genius who will go down in history!’
‘You're amazing, Lady Laplace!’
‘You defeated an advanced monster at that age! As expected of you, Lady Laplace!’
No matter how much she was praised or how many victories she achieved, a corner of Laplace's heart always remained empty.
‘...Why?’
Young Laplace could not understand the reason.
Why was I so empty when I was in a position where I could have anything I wanted?
“Hehehe... You worked hard again today, Laplace.”
“...Yes, Sister. Thank you.”
Laplace's questions only grew whenever she looked at her sister, who always seemed so happy.
‘...Could I be coveting the throne? That can't be.... I....’
One day, while Laplace suffered from that inexplicable emptiness, a gallery appeared before her eyes.
[■■Gallery]
[Looks like the Rose Trading Company's sale is pretty good?][5]
[Mesugaki Witch < Worth watching?][7]
[Three pure virgin pics, staking my honor and left lung][6]
[Academy student uniforms these days.jpg][0]
[Oh...][8]
[A collection of subtly lewd pics posted late at night][7]
...
..
.
“...How pathetic.”
Laplace looked around for a moment, but every post was nothing but trash.
Just as she was about to erase the gallery from her memory forever, thinking there was no need to waste time in such a dump.
[Posted by: Saanagi■]
[Magical Girl Urara Episode 74][14]
(Eek!...Keh...you coward...ngh...)
(You're not a coward, you're smart, you stupid bitch.)
(J-justice...never...Kheuegh!)
(Hah, you can't do anything without transforming.)
Thump-thump-!
(Keh...hng...khek...! Ah...no!..!)
(No, what do you mean, no?)
(Kkeh!..Stop!..Kkeh!...Kkeh!...Kkoh!..My...my stomach!...Stop!...I...I'll die!..Kheuk!)
(This is the difference between a ‘female’ and a ‘male.’ It's decided from the moment you're born!)
Thump-thump-thump-!!
—Laplace had encountered her destiny.
Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump─!!!
Her heart was pounding madly, screaming.
This was precisely what would fill the emptiness of Laplace Mayflower.
‘...Ah...no!...Th...there's no way!...N-no, there isn't...!...Th...this is so vulgar...!’
While reason desperately denied it, instinct dragged Laplace's hand between her legs.
‘...Y-yes!...Absolutely...I...I would never do something like this!...Kkeuheee─!?!!♥♥♥’
Squish-! Squish-!
As she climaxed so intensely during her first act of masturbation that she nearly lost her mind, Laplace admitted it.
Soft flesh and large slabs of fat utterly useless in battle!
A uterus that would become pregnant if semen were forcibly poured into it, no matter how much it resisted!
Females were inferior beings from birth and existed to be dominated by males!!
Laplace decided to share this profound realization with her beloved sister.
“Sister!”
“Hmm? What is it, Laplace?”
“I...I realized something incredible! So...”
After sharing her realization for quite some time, Laplace lowered her head when she saw her sister's cold expression.
“Sis...ter?”
“...Laplace.”
“Yes....”
“You seem to be very sick. I'll call a healer, so rest today and don't do anything.”
“No! It's not like that! Sister!”
“Enough! Can't you tell from seeing Terrace and me? Men and women aren't like that. It's a relationship where they love and respect each other. I'll pretend I never heard this conversation, so don't ever bring it up again.”
For the first time, her sister denied her.
“B-but, Sister...”
“Laplace! Don't ever bring it up again. Do you understand?”
“....Yes, Sister.”
Being denied by the sister who had always affirmed Laplace meant that no one would affirm her.
Clench-
‘...I'll prove my sister wrong!’
From that day on, Laplace erased her emotions and became obsessed with realizing
‘justice’
like
‘Magical Girl Urara’
did.
Deliberately losing or being raped was meaningless.
Because the greatest pleasure was born at the moment the conviction that refused to submit was broken.
Thus, hoping to find a
‘ruler’
who could break her, Laplace enrolled in Holy Academy.
However...
No one could satisfy Laplace.
Within Holy Academy, there were hardly any
‘villains’
capable of opposing
‘justice’
and even the few small fry who did exist never resisted at all.
“I...I'm sorry!”
“Please forgive me!!”
Whenever Laplace appeared, every one of them was too busy bowing their heads and repeatedly apologizing.
‘...Trash.’
Trash, trash, trash, trash, trash
All of them were
‘rulers’
with no qualifications whatsoever—cowardly bullies who preyed on the weak and fawned over the strong.
Not one of them even tried to subjugate Laplace.
It couldn't be helped.
Laplace was
‘top of her year’
and
‘an imperial princess’
and was also ‘
head of the disciplinary committee’
after all.
‘No...I need...stronger...stronger...justice!’
Tormented by the fact that no one would break her, Laplace began clinging even more desperately to the school rules.
Sexual activity within the academy—the thing she had threatened Ian over?
In truth, since openly allowing illicit opposite-sex relations was impossible, it was merely prohibited by the school rules, and no one paid any attention to it.
Goddess Ellis was generally lenient toward sexual activity, and it was simply absurd for students at an academy where most enrolled as adults to be expelled over sex.
In fact, before Laplace joined the disciplinary committee, the atmosphere had simply been that students should not get caught; even if they were caught, it ended with a warning or light punishment.
Even so, Laplace imposed
‘impure opposite-sex relations’
especially harsh punishments.
Thump-thump-
Holy Academy was filled with men and women in heat.
She had done this thinking that if she suppressed their sexual urges this thoroughly, someone would surely explode, but...
‘Why!...Why!...Why!!!’
Still, no one rebelled.
Rather, because of Laplace, the academy's culture itself began to truly avoid
‘impure opposite-sex relations’
and sexual activity inside the academy had nearly disappeared altogether.
‘...No!...This isn't what I wanted!’
While Laplace was wasting away like that, patrolling restricted areas in search of a
‘villain’
somehow...
“Ah! Seriously! We're late!”
“We're not late yet! Just run!”
“Geez...! Hey! I told you not to fool around while washing!”
She spotted Ian.
With his tall frame, blond hair, and black eyes, Ian, judging by appearance alone, was practically
‘Golden Sun’
come to life.
Thump-thump! Thump-thump!
More than anything, the countless condoms and traces of intercourse found inside the old school building's duty room made it possible to guess how powerful his sexual urges were.
‘...If it were this man!’
If it was Ian, he might be the
‘ruler’
she had been searching for.
With that thought, Laplace went after Ian.
...And was disappointed.
At first, he seemed to put up a decent fight, but the moment she used Iveline as leverage, he surrendered in an instant.
‘...Not this one either...’
‘A female’
couldn't become a
‘ruler’
simply by surrendering to one.
So when Ian said the next day that he would prove his innocence, she did not even feel hopeful.
As long as he was not a ruler, she thought it did not matter which side he was on.
“Shut your fucking mouth. You stupid bitch, you walked right into the trap yourself and now you're pretending to be tough.”
Thump-thump- Thump-thump-
Perhaps it was because hope had suddenly appeared when she had not expected anything.
When Laplace heard Ian curse at her, she almost laughed without meaning to.
‘...No!!’
But she couldn't approach him with this mindset.
Considering all the effort she had built up over the years to find a true
‘ruler’
she had to fight him with
‘justice’
and
‘conviction’
instead.
『As long as one's convictions do not break, justice never loses.』
With that resolve, she used
‘Judgment’
but...
‘...I...I'm sorry for being such a vulgar...and stupid...female bitch...for daring to defy my master...♥..From now on...Laplace Mayflower...will be used as a fleshlight...whenever my master wishes...♥’
She was defeated completely.
Though Ian had been physically superior from the beginning, he lulled her into complacency with a flawless performance, set a trap so perfect it was unbelievable even in hindsight, and subdued her with violence that did not stop even as she begged for forgiveness through tears.
Squish-! Squish-!
“Ah..!♥K-keh...hng..!..Hng♥...Kkeh...! Khek..!♥”
The fleshlight oath
Recalling the fleshlight oath, Laplace fingered her pussy, still filled with semen, while choking herself with one hand.
‘...Aah!♥....No!♥...Unfair!♥’
For the sake of her own pleasure, even the life of a
‘female’
was of no consequence beside the tightening grip of her
‘ruler’
—it was mere child's play by comparison.
“Ah...aagh!♥...Kkeh...hng♥...Ugh!...I...I'm coming!...While choking me...I'm cumming—!♥..Kheeeek!!♥”
Pshk-!
But...
Even this amount of pleasure was enough for the
‘fleshlight’
to climax.
“...He♥...Hng...hehe!...Suck♥”
As she sucked on the fingers smeared with a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen, Laplace smiled faintly.