Story: Noncon Isekai, Part 17

Or
Random Encounter With A Fuckdoll Traveller!

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Justin had played a lot of videogames, and there was always a certain satisfaction in leaving the opening level or tutorial zone and entering the wider world of the game.  He felt that satisfaction now, as he led his pair of humiliated girls past the wooden sign that marked the boundary of Sommerswyd, and started down the wide dirt road that would lead him to the Shrine of Gloriel.

His girls were not quite so satisfied.  Justin had them both nude, to help them get used to the idea that they no longer controlled their bodies, their wardrobe, or their lives.  Neither of them were really able to cover themselves – outfits for party members were meant to be seen, not concealed.  

Amy still had that cute blush, wandering around in the outdoors with her small tits and shaved cunt bare.  And she still gave Justin that look that suggested she would murder him if she could.

Rose hated it even more.  She was making little distressed sounds as she followed along behind Justin in the default party member position.  She seemed particularly ashamed of how her unsupported tits bounced with each step, and of her inability to cover or support them.

After a while her little squeaks began to annoy Justin.

“What’s the matter, Rose?” he said.  “You’re going to have to get used to this, you know.”

“Please… Master,” said Rose, clearly hating the formal mode of address he had required of her.  “Only trollops and whores show their bodies like this.  I beg of you, allow me some decency.  I am of more use to you in armour anyway.”

He opened his mouth to reply, and then thought of something better.  

“Amy,” he said.  “Explain it to her.”

“No,” snapped Amy.  “Explain your gross ideas yourself.”

“Cunt pain,” Justin replied, and laughed as Amy screamed and clutched her groin.  “Now thank me, apologise, and obey.”

MP: 4/9

Amy opened her mouth, and for a moment, he thought she was going to say something that would require another casting of Cunt Pain.

But instead she gritted her teeth and said, “Thank you for punishing my cunt, Master.  I’m sorry for being a brat.”

“Good girl,” said Justin.  “Now tell her.  The way I would.”

Amy took a deep breath, and looked at Rose.

“In this world, our natural role is be fucktoys for men to rape,” she said.  “We need to accept that truth in order to save the world.  So the reality is that you *are* a trollop and a whore.”

“You don’t really believe that, do you?” asked Rose.

“Of course not,” said Amy.  “It’s nonsense.”

Amy needed more discipline.  But Justin was running a little low on MP.  He decided to try something new.

“Rose,” he said, “I’ll let you wear your armour if you do something for me.”

“Yes, Master?” she asked.

“Slap Amy across the face and call her a dumb slut and tell her to respect me,” he said.  “And then tell me that you’re a whore.  If you do that, you can cover your tits.  If you don’t, I’ll punish Amy myself, and make it hurt her more than just one slap.”

Rose opened and closed her mouth, shocked.  She tried to process what she was being asked to do.

“Master,” she began, “I’m sworn to protect…”

“I know,” said Justin.  “You’ll be protecting her from the much worse thing I’ll do to her if you don’t.  I’ll make her cry.  You just have to slap her once and tell her the truth, that she’s a dumb cunt.”

“Rose, you don’t have to do this,” said Amy.  “You don’t have to play his games.”

Rose looked at her, and said, “He will *hurt* you.  And this way I’ll be able to wear my armour, which will protect us all.”

Amy rolled her eyes.  “Oh, for Alyra’s sake, you silly slut, he’s fucking with you, can’t you…”

Rose slapped Amy across the face – harder than was strictly necessary.

“You are a dumb slut and you should respect your Master,” said Rose.  Then Rose turned to Justin and, blushing, said, “I am a whore.”

“Very good girl,” said Justin. As promised, he opened her inventory, and re-equipped her armour.  

There was a look of pure delight on Rose’s face as the metal plates once again covered her tits and cunt.  

“Thank you, Master!” she said, with genuine gratitude.

“You’re welcome,” he told her.  “Now come on, we have places to be.”

The road out of Sommerswyd led through gentle green grasslands, dotted with trees.  In the distance, on a broad hill, he could see a shining white structure of some kind, that he guessed was the Shrine of Gloriel.  Immediately before it, he could see a pillar of rising smoke, perhaps from a campfire.

“I look forward to slaying these brutish orcs,” commented Rose, following the line of Justin’s gaze.

Justin said nothing.  He didn’t need to comment on that just yet.  Instead, as they walked, he prodded Amy with questions as to her sexual habits and sexual fantasies.  She didn’t reply to any of them, and he didn’t punish her.  It was just teasing – part of the process of breaking the rebellious spirit that kept welling up in her no matter how often he punished her.

“What’s the largest thing you’ve ever put up your own cunt, Amy?” he asked. “A vegetable?  Something larger?  Sommerswyd has some pretty large fenceposts with rounded tops, I see.  Have you ever humped one?  Have you ever had fantasies about Rose here?  What do you think her pussy tastes like?”

And then, suddenly, the world around Justin warped – the air seeming to stretch – and, out of nowhere, combat music began to play.

“What the fuck?” Justin swore.  “What’s happening?”

He realised that there was someone in front of him who hadn’t been there before – a beautiful young blonde peasant girl, with long hair and a generous bosom.

Above her head was the nameplate “Fuckdoll Traveller”.

And the combat menu.  It was Justin’s turn.

ATTACK
EVADE
CAST
SPECIAL
ITEM
  FLEE

Her eyes were wide.  

“Sir?” she asked.  “I don’t know what’s happening.  I was travelling to the Shrine and then – it was like I was trapped in nothing.  I couldn’t even really think.  And now… I’m here.”

Justin stared at her.  What *was* happening?

The warp.  The music.

He blinked, suddenly understanding.  This was a random encounter.  They happened whenever you travelled on the Hero’s Destiny overworld.  Every so many steps, you would be transported to the battle screen to fight a generic monster from that area.  You couldn’t see those enemies on the map.

“What’s your name?” asked Justin.

“It’s █████,” she said – and then stopped.  Her lips had moved, but she hadn’t made a sound as she spoke her name.  She tried again.  “My name is █████.”

Justin thought he understood – and the implications were a little frightening.  This girl had once been a real person – an inhabitant of Sommerswyd perhaps – back in the days before Alyra’s spell.  And certainly, just like all women in this world, she had been destined for rape and enslavement, but she had had a name, and agency,and control of her life.

But then Alyra had cast her spell, reshaping the world using the rules of Hero’s Destiny.  And Hero’s Destiny required random encounters for the protagonist, to challenge him and help him level up.  Those encounters were generic, their opponents interchangeable, and they didn’t exist in any meaningful way outside of the battles they provided.

“Listen,” said Justin, “I know this is going to be hard for you to understand, but something has happened to you that means you literally only exist for me to enjoy raping.  You are have been transformed into – well, just an obstacle for me to overpower and a cunt for me to ejaculate into.  I know that’s scary for you, but it’s the truth.  From what you’ve said, I think you don’t even really properly exist when I’m not raping you.  Being raped by me is the only thing that gives you meaning and form.”

“What are you saying?” said the girl – the Fuckdoll Traveller.

“Here, let me show you,” said Justin.

He selected ATTACK.  His whip lashed out and sliced away her dress, which fell away from her in a single piece, leaving her attractively large tits and cute little cunt exposed.  

She squealed.

RESISTANCE: 5/12.

She was weak then.  He probably could have headed out here to grind on this girl – and girls like her – before fighting Rose, if he had known.

It was Amy’s turn next.  He commanded her to use Lavender Spark.

The girl shrieked.

RESISTANCE: 1/12

“Please, sir, I don’t understand,” she wailed.

Now it was Rose’s turn to act, and Justin decided to use the ability he hadn’t seen yet.

“Punish Slut,” he selected.

Rose strode forward – and kicked the girl in the cunt with her knee.

“May your pain be equal to your wantonness,” she proclaimed.

The number “1” appeared.  

Only one damage?  That was all that the girl had left to lose.  Would it have been higher if the girl had more resistance?  Or was Rose’s comment about “wantonness” significant?”

In any case, the Fuckdoll Traveller was beaten.

RESISTANCE 0 / 12
FINISH HER!

The girl had fallen to the ground, on her back.  Justin contemplated turning her over and putting her up on all fours but decided that, no, missionary position was fine.  

He took out his cock, knelt between her legs, and lowered himself onto her.

“Ugh,” said Amy.  “I can’t believe we have to watch you do this all the time.”

“Don’t pretend it doesn’t get you hot,” Justin snapped back.

He positioned his cock at the entrance to the defeated girl’s cunt.

“Please,” she whispered.  “Please, sir…”

“Sssh,” said Justin quietly.  “This is what you’re for.”

And he pushed his cock into her.

Raping a helpless girl felt just as good as ever.  She was crying softly, but her pussy was as wet for rape as any other girl in this world, and it gripped his dick tightly, and her hips bucked instinctively against him as he fucked her.

He caressed her face and kissed her.

“You need to understand,” he whispered, “that when this isn’t happening, you don’t exist.  Do you want to not exist?”

She shook her head, although clearly still not really understanding.

“The only time you get to be alive is when I’m doing this to you,” said Justin.  “You want to be alive, don’t you?”

She nodded her head.

“Good girl,” he said.  “Then thank me for raping you.”

Her voice trembled.  “Thank you for… for raping me… sir,” she whispered.

When he heard those words, Justin orgasmed.  His cock discharged hot cum up into the anonymous girl’s womb, and he kissed her hard on the lips until his dick had stopped pumping his spunk into her.

And when he was done, the girl shimmered – and then vanished.

RAPE SUCCESSFUL
10 XP GAINED!
 42 XP UNTIL NEXT LEVEL.

The combat music stopped.  The haze around them faded.

The random encounter was over.

And then further words appeared to Justin.

TREASURE FOUND: BASIC BUTTPLUG.

Justin couldn’t see this treasure anywhere, so he looked in his inventory – and there it was.  A tiny, shiny metal buttplug, unadorned in any way.  The inventory informed him that it was an “ass slot item” that would give a girl two extra points of resistance.

Had the girl been wearing this as he fucked her?  He hadn’t looked at her ass, but…

No, she probably hadn’t been.  In Hero’s Destiny, wolves could carry swords as treasure.  Hostile plants could carry loaves of bread.  It was an abstracted reward for defeating her, not her literal possession.

“Amy,” he said, “on a scale of one to ten, how much do you like having things shoved up your ass?”

“Go fuck yourself,” replied Amy.

He looked at Rose significantly.

Rose needed no further prompting.  She slapped Amy across the face, hard.  “You are a dumb cunt and you should respect your Master,” she snapped.

“Ow!” complained Amy.

Rose was learning quickly.  Justin approved.

“Here, Amy, I’ve got an equipment upgrade for you,” he said.  He took the buttplug from his inventory and moved it towards Amy.

As he did so, she turned away from him, bent forward at the waist, and spread her ass cheeks.

Her eyes were wide.  “What… what is happening?”

“You’ve got a hole, and I’ve got something to fill it with,” said Justin.  “Don’t worry, it’s just a small one – for now.”

And with that, he equipped the buttplug to Amy.

With a small “pop”, the metal device pushed past Amy’s anal sphincter and plugged her ass.

“Get it out!” wailed Amy immediately.  “Get it out!  It’s gross!”

“You’d better get used to it,” said Justin.  “And maybe show me some respect if you want favourable treatment.  Rose was a good girl, so Rose didn’t get plugged.  You were a bitch, so you did.  Think about it.”

And with that, he continued on towards his destination – and Amy had no choice but to waddle after him, completely naked, with a plug shoved up her ass.

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