A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 317: Chang Gwan Assistant (6) **

A senior trainer in charge of only slaves of Grade A or higher in Changgwan.

The man whom Soira called Bisil had a philosophy about teaching assistants.

It was like Bisil's own sense of work. Every time I said that out loud, Soira internally treated me like shit.

According to his philosophy, teaching assistants could be divided into mental teaching assistants and physical teaching assistants.

To put it simply, mental training is training that makes you follow your master's orders.

This included the poor training of beginners who had no idea what to do and used whips to scare slaves.

Bisil, who believed that a teaching assistant should allow the slave to follow on his own, would click his tongue whenever he saw such beginners, but in any case, he was the same teaching assistant in terms of type.

And physical training is further divided into two, one is technology.

If you were an ordinary slave who used whatever you wanted and then threw it away when it broke or got tired of it, there would be no need to worry about technology.

However, if you are an S-class slave that exceeds A-class, you must have not only good looks but also ability.

If you are a slave who will be taken to the battlefield, you need weapon skills, and if you are a slave who will work under a high-ranking noble, you need cleaning or service skills.

And if you are a sex slave, you must have sexual skills.

However, in that regard, Justitia and Soira had nothing to touch.

Justitia has already mastered her skills after receiving training for several months, and Soira... Where on earth did you learn this? There was nothing more to teach.

So tonight, the training Bisil will be doing is another part of the physical training. It was an erogenous assistant.

Actually, I wondered if this part was even necessary... Since Bisil was ultimately an employee of Changgwan, he had to be criticized.

Bisil climbed into Justitia's bed first.

The top-of-the-line bed, designed to support the curvaceous bodies of VIPs who usually use this bedroom, quietly accepted Bisil's weight without even making a creaking sound.

Of course, having a good appearance was an expression that was largely glorified.

Sarah...

With the soft sound of fabric rubbing, the blanket that Justitia was covering was removed.

With the moonlight shining through the large window, Justitia's skin glowed white.

"No matter how many times I see you, you have an amazing body."

Bisil looked down at the scene and expressed a small admiration.

The thin pajamas that were completely transparent showed the curves of her body, highlighting Justitia's figure even more.

"But I still have to do what I have to do."

It was a sight I wanted to look at forever, but Bisil shook her head and got back to work.

She took off her thin nightgown.

She tossed and turned Eustitia's body to get out of her nightgown, but Eustitia showed no sign of getting up.

It was because of the sleeping pills I put in my dinner.

It's not the type that immediately puts her head down and falls asleep after eating, but the type that gradually causes drowsiness and then falls into a deep sleep.

It was expensive, but it was definitely effective.

Even though Visil climbed on top of Justitia's slender waist, Justitia frowned slightly as if she was suffocating, but she did not wake up.

Soft.

Bisil grabbed Justitia's two large breasts.

A size that cannot be held with one hand.

The feeling of being wrapped around her tightly gave me a feeling of happiness that made me forget even the frustration of working at night.

Bisil quickly took her hand away.

A fantastic texture that makes you feel like you can fret all day long.

In fact, she had an experience where she would just doze off without thinking and come to her senses only after dozens of minutes, so she had no choice but to be careful.

Bisil took out a thin and wide board from among the items she had prepared.

It was originally developed for massage, but with some modifications, it could be used for massage therapy as well.

Hung- Hung-

When I tried it on, it made a small vibration sound and trembled. It meant that it was working properly.

Bisil took out a few more of her plates and attached them to Justitia's chest.

Because my breast size was larger than expected, I needed a lot of plates.

"Here and finally."

A pink nipple standing alone amidst the thin plates.

Nipple caps were also attached to nipples that were soft and not yet erect.

It was a magic tool that, when magical energy was applied, spun around and licked and sucked the nipple. It received rave reviews from other slaves who had previously tested it.

Buzz buzz buzz-

"... "Huh."

As Bisil infused magical energy, several magic tools attached to her chest worked simultaneously.

The thin plate vibrates slightly and stimulates the nerves that transmit pleasure by exerting subtle magical power to forcibly develop them, and the nipple cap stimulates the nipple by stroking it.

The way her soft breasts fluttered with the vibrations was like slime swaying in the wind.

As I watched this for a while, the nipples wrapped in the nipple caps gradually became bigger and more erect.

At the same time that the pink nipples in the middle of her white breasts grew larger, Justitia's body gradually turned pink due to the sexual sensation felt in her breasts.

Soggy.

When I put my hand between my legs, moist moisture came out on my finger.

"Why do I have to leave this one behind? "I can't understand the tastes of high-ranking people."

Bisil came down from above Justitia.

This was the end of Justitia's training.

Since they were selling virgins, there were instructions not to even touch their pussies to make them feel like virgins.

"Isn't it enough as long as the virgin is safe? Really. People who don't even know talk a lot."

Bisil knew more than ten ways to train her pussy while leaving her virgin.

She could use a thin rod to avoid damaging the hymen, or if she was feeling anxious, she could only massage the clitoris without even touching the hole.

But she said don't touch either one. In the end, as a salaried employee, Bisil had no choice but to follow... Although there wasn't.

However, Bisil's 'philosophy' did not allow him to really do nothing.

Bisil opened Justitia's vagina, pretending to check her virginity, and secretly squeezed all the special medicine into her.

It was a special medicine that had no stimulating or estrous effect and only made you sensitive.

The effect was minimal compared to direct stimulation, but it was still able to calm Bisil's complaints.

Even if her bedroom wasn't under surveillance, she would have ignored instructions and done things on her own. Bisil grumbled and headed to Soira's bed.

Sarak.

When Soira's blanket was removed, her naked body was revealed.

She was only going to be there for one day anyway, and since she wasn't provided with proper clothing, she didn't even have pajamas to wear.

Justitia's nightgown was too loose on her breasts for her to wear.

Bisil first massaged Soira's breasts.

It was not a particularly necessary course for teaching assistants.

If you have her breasts, it's natural to massage them.

Big or small. It was common knowledge that a woman's heart contained infinite dreams and hopes.

Although it was smaller than Justitia, it was objectively large enough.

Bisil, who enjoyed the quick and sure effect of her mental stabilizer, roughly attached the few remaining plates.

In contrast to Justitia, Soira intended to focus on developing her lower body.

To Bisil, Soira's body was like a blank slate.

Her body was sensitive, her technique was natural yet naughty, and she herself was active in sex.

But even in the midst of all this, it was a clean blank slate with no traces of her development.

If I were to use an analogy, would I say that he is like a warrior trained only in actual combat? I was excited to see what the result would be if she added her own teaching assistant.

"Insert this here, and this here too. Let's put this off until later... "

Bisil took out one of her sticks, and then she started pulling out various other tools.

Things with protrusions on the outside, things with tall pillars, things with suckers, things that spin around.

She went out by attaching several tools that looked like they could be made into dildos if lengthened to a single stick.

The result was a strangely shaped dildo that was thick in some places, thin in some places, but had protrusions, and in other places it was scraggly.

"Good. "My skills haven't rusted either."

Bisil nodded with satisfaction as she looked at the bizarre object.

Made with meticulous attention to detail, from length to thickness and shape, it was nothing short of an object that embodies the essence of Bisil's life as a teaching assistant.

If I were to give it a name, I would call it Soira Custom Dildo.

On the first day of training, I found out Soira's weaknesses by rubbing her vagina with a thin rod.

It was a custom dildo made to precisely stimulate those weak points.

Bisil, as a teaching assistant dedicated to level A and above, had something to boast about as a teaching assistant.

"I don't know anything else, but this one thing is the best."

Bisil, feeling good after showing off her skills for the first time in a long time, pushed the dildo inside Soira.

"Umm..."

Soira let out an uncomfortable voice and turned over.

The dildo protruded strangely here and there, and every time it went in, it got caught here and there and did not go in smoothly.

It was also because she wasn't wet enough yet.

In the end, I was able to push the dildo in properly after pouring the gel several times.

Still, the gel is effective.

– Tak.

With that feeling, the dildo went all the way in.

I was confident that every weak spot had been reached.

Even in her sleep, Soira continued to wiggle her toes as if she was feeling something.

"It's okay if you don't fret too much. "I'll let you enjoy it soon."

Bisil smiled sinisterly and poured out her magic.

Buzz buzz buzz-

As soon as the dildo starts working.

"―――――Huh?!"

Soira's waist jumped up.