Story: Noncon Isekai, Part 13

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Raging Battle For The Stablemaster’s Whip!

Previous chapters:
One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve

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Rachel, the “big-titted stable girl”, squealed when she saw Justin returning to the stable, and raised a pitchfork to ward him off.

“Not again!” she said.  “You stay away from me!”

She looked a little different from when Justin had left her yesterday.  Around her waist she wore a loose skirt, but from the waist up she was topless.  Her large tits were bound around their base with rope, making them bulge lewdly, and there were red welts in painful-looking lines across her titflesh.  A large metal cowbell had been attached to each of her nipples with a tight clamp.

“Hello, Rachel,” said Justin.  “I see you replaced your pitchfork.”

“Boss Hager used a bullwhip on my breasts,” said Rachel, “because of you.  Because you stole my clothes and tools.  And then he told me I wouldn’t have any new clothes until I made back what I had lost by fucking men for money.  He made me fuck two men at once last night, and it was only enough to buy a pitchfork and a skirt.”

There was a tear in the corner of her eye.

“What man will want me for a wife now, after being raped by you, and selling my body for money?” she cried.

“I’m afraid it’s the natural fate of women in this world to be slaves and rapetoys, not wives, so I think you’re going to be fine, Rachel,” said Justin.  “Actually, I’m here to see your boss about that bullwhip you mentioned.  But I think I probably have time for another round with you before we do.”

Beside him, Amy rolled her eyes – but she said nothing.  Justin’s session of discipline appeared to have had a positive effect on her.

Rachel was backing away, still waving the pitchfork. 

“No!” she squealed.  “Please, no!”

Justin drew his rolling pin, and the battle music started playing.

Poor Rachel never got a chance to act.  After all, Justin had levelled up since he last fought her.

Justin won the initiative, and cast “Imagine Rape”.  Rachel’s eyes rolled back in her head as she pictured her impending violation.

Then Amy cast “Lavender Spark”, and the battle was over before it began.

RESISTANCE 0 / 4

FINISH HER!

When he had fucked Rachel before, he had used her cunt (in fact, he had lost his virginity to her cunt) and then her mouth.  He needed to try a new degradation on her.

“Fuck yourself with the handle of the pitchfork,” he told her.  “And bounce up and down a little as you do – enough to ring those cowbells on your tits.”

He expected her to object, but of course he had already beaten the defiance out of her.  Kneeling, Rachel spread her legs, and then worked the wooden handle of the pitchfork into her twat.  She was wet for it – the women of this world were always wet for rape.

She started to bounce, and it soon became clear that bouncing enough to make the heavy metal cowbells actually shake required a fairly vigorous motion – and that on each such bounce, the bells jerked against her nipples enough to cause her significant pain.

Justin took out his cock, pointed it at Rachel’s face and began to masturbate.

He spared a glance across at Amy.  She was pointedly looking away.

“Look at what’s happening, Amy,” he told her.  “You might learn something.”

“You can’t order me to take part in sexual activity,” said Amy.

“No,” said Justin, “but I can arbitrarily punish you whenever I like for any reason, can’t I?  You might like to think about whether you want me to be pleased or frustrated the next time that punishment is called for.  I don’t mind whether you stare at Rachel’s tits or my cock, but pick one.  And it’s okay to rub your pussy while you look, if you want to.”

Amy pouted – but she turned her gaze on Justin’s cock, and watched obediently as he masturbated.

It didn’t take long for Rachel to reach a humiliating orgasm from raping her twat with the pitchfork handle, and when Justin saw her start to cum, he came too.  His cum spurted from his cock and splattered across Rachel’s face and tits.

When he was done, he grabbed her hair and forced his cock into her mouth so she could suck it clean.

RAPE SUCCESSFUL!

RACHEL – NEW DEGRADATION PERFORMED (CUM ON FACE)

YOU HAVE NOW USED THIS BITCH 3 (THREE) WAYS!

2 XP GAINED!

77 XP TO NEXT LEVEL!

Justin laughed.  Clearly he wasn’t going to level up any time soon from grinding on this low-level slut.  However, Rachel was always fun to use, and it had been good to establish that ejaculating on a defeated woman without penetrating her counted as an XP-earning degradation.

“Give me your skirt,” he told Rachel.

Her eyes widened.  “Oh, no,” she moaned.  “Please, no.”

He didn’t waste any more time, and simply ripped it off her and placed it in his inventory.  The pitchfork went in next.

“I only just earned those!” Rachel wailed.  “And if I lose them again, it’ll be my *pussy* that Boss Hager whips this time!”

“I bet there are plenty more men in this town who want to fuck you for money, Rachel,” said Justin.  “It would be a shame if they didn’t get the chance.  And I think you’ll squeal very prettily and sexily from having your twat whipped.”

And it was at that point that the stable door burst open.

“What the FUCK is happening here?” growled a loud voice.  “Rachel, you stupid slut, what are you doing?  Where are your clothes?”

The man in the door was corpulent enough to be round – but it was a mean fatness, that spoke of muscle beneath it.  His head was bald and his lip was adorned with a long moustache that curled at the ends.  He wore leather pants and a vest, and in his hand he held a bullwhip.

“You must be the Boss Hager I’ve been hearing about,” said Justin.  “I don’t suppose you’d like to give me that bullwhip for free, would you?”

“In my stable?  Messing with my stable bitch?  Stealing her clothes?” roared Hager.  “I’ll give you the whip, all right – right across your fool face!”

Justin nodded.  Getting any item worth having in a game like Hero’s Destiny usually meant either a fight or a quest.  A fight it was, then.

The battle music began to play, and Hager’s nameplate appeared.

“Boss Hager, Cruel Stablemaster.”

As had been the case for Gavvard, it had a blue tint to it, unlike the feminine tint of rapeable female combatants.

Justin readied his rolling pin.  Soon, he hoped, he would be in a position to swap it for an upgrade.

To his surprise, Hager acted first.  He stepped forward and lashed his whip at Justin.

“Fuck!” Justin swore, clutching his face.  His hand came away splashed with blood.  The whip had cut him, opening a gash on his cheek.

7 HP of damage, more than Justin had received from any other single attack so far.  He was down to 18 out of his 25 maximum.

Hager laughed.  “There’s more where that came from, shithead.”

It was Justin’s turn next.  His spells were useless against a male opponent.  He selected ATTACK.

His rolling pin bounced off Hager’s shoulder.

HAGER: HP 17/20.

Fuck.  20 max HP?  Justin didn’t need to do any maths to realise that one on one, Hager would easily finish Justin before Justin could deplete his HP.

But it was Amy’s turn.  Justin ordered her to use Lavender Spark.

The flash of lightning jumped from Amy’s fingers and blasted Boss Hager.  

HAGER: HP 13/20.

That was more like it.

Hager roared.

“You dare use magic on a man, you little slut?  I’ll teach you a lesson you’ll never forget!”

And true to his word, on his turn Hager now targeted Amy with the whip.  The tip of the bullwhip lashed out, and scored across Amy’s tits, ripping her clothes open and exposing her breasts.  Amy squealed and tried to cover them.

Justin was initially alarmed, but then remembered that while party member clothes displayed battle damage in Hero’s Destiny, they magically mended at the end of a fight.  He wouldn’t need to re-equip Amy.

AMY: RESISTANCE 6 / 13

More than half of her health, in a single hit.  

Justin wanted that whip – badly.

Justin attacked again, catching Hager across one arm.

HAGER: HP 10/20.

And now it was Amy’s turn.  Justin began to select Lavender Spark again – he’d have Hager beaten in only three more attacks at this rate.

But then he realised he had another option.  A riskier option – but a more beneficial one.

He navigated to Amy’s “SPECIAL” menu, and there it was – ACCEPT DEFEAT.

Amy’s eyes widened.  “No, Master,” she said.  “Please…”

He selected it.

Amy began to cry again.  She turned her back on Boss Hager, pulled her dress up to her waist, and pulled down her panties.  Then she bent forward.

On his turn, Hager took the bait.  He chuckled with approval, hooked his whip on his belt, unbuckled his pants, stepped forward, and pushed his erect cock into Amy’s cunt from behind.

Justin tried to attack Hager while he was unarmed and distracted – but of course he could not. His body simply wouldn’t do it.  This was, effectively, a mid-battle cutscene, and Justin could do nothing but watch.

Hager grabbed Amy’s hips and began thrusting.  Justin wondered if this was Amy’s first time experiencing vaginal sex.  She had sucked her brother’s cock earlier today, of course, but he thought this might be the first time she had had a dick in her cunt.  He felt sad that he wasn’t giving her that experience himself – but he couldn’t have everything, he supposed.

Like every woman in this world, Amy was wet for her rape, and despite the fact she was crying, she orgasmed before Hager did.  Shortly after she began to shake with pleasure, Hager grunted and discharged his load into her twat.  With this done, he stepped back, put his cock away, rebuckled his pants, and re-equipped his whip.

AMY HAS GAINED SEXUAL EXPERIENCE!

LEVEL UP!

AMY IS NOW A LEVEL 3 WITCHSLUT

AMY GAINED 2 RESISTANCE AND 2 MP.

AMY GAINED A SPELL – WITCH’S BLESSING.

AMY HAS HAD VAGINAL SEX 1 TIME.

Another level up already?  But Justin supposed that Hager *was* a relatively powerful foe.  He had no idea what “Witch’s Blessing” was but it sounded like a buff of some kind.

Justin had to admit that Amy looked damned cute right now – crying, her tits exposed, with Hager’s cum dripping down her inner thigh.  

But there was still a battle ongoing. 

Justin attacked, whacking Hager upside the head with his rolling pin.

HAGER: HP 7/20.

He looked at Amy next – but of course, Amy had just been defeated.  She was no longer in the battle.

Hager lashed out with his whip.  The intended target was clearly Justin’s groin, but Justin got a leg up and took a stinging lash on his upper thigh instead.

Another 7 damage.  Justin was down to 11 of 25.

Fuck.  He’d calculated this wrong.  Without Amy, Hager would still finish him before Justin could win this.

He had no choice but to keep attacking.  He bopped Hager again.

HAGER: HP 4/20.

Hager lashed back, catching Justin on the chest.  Justin was down to 4 HP as well.

If only Justin could do even a single HP more damage with his rolling pin…

He felt stupid.  He shouldn’t have risked defeat for the sake of levelling Amy.

He attacked.

CRITICAL HIT.

“Yes!” Justin hissed.  He didn’t deserve it – but he was willing to take it. His rolling pin connected with Hager’s jaw, hard enough that Justin heard a crack.

Hager’s body flashed – and then it vanished.

His bullwhip fell to the stable floor.

VICTORY!

YOU HAVE GAINED 25 XP!

52 XP TO NEXT LEVEL!

Justin almost collapsed with relief.  Instead, he walked over, took the bullwhip, and equipped it.

He felt more powerful already.  He gave it a couple of experimental whips against the wooden wall of the stable.

Yes.  This would do.

And with this, he could maybe – *maybe* – finally get his revenge on that bitch battlemaiden who had defeated him in his first combat…

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