I feel I was dreaming for quite a long time.
In the beginning, events like hell that occurred in my body since I came to this world appeared one after another like a run-down lamp and it was terribly hard.
It turned into a gentle one after a while.
In my dreams, I was licked by animals in my mouth.
From that animal, I smelled very well and seemed to have been sleeping pleasantly close to me.
Then I noticed that I was asleep on something soft and woke up there.
I woke up and there was a thick chest board with a muscular rise in front of my eyes.
And I wonder why I’m sleeping here in bed…?
I try desperately to go through my memory because I can't find any of this to make sense
I only know... That I was bought
by my new master in the slave market and then brought home. There was another master, but instead of saying
hello, I fell to the ground and lost
consciousness.
It was bad on my part and as
a result they now have a terrible
bad impression of me.
Even if the fate of being bought as
a slave is hell... I wanted to avoid
being beaten. I wanted to...
Try not to get raped right away. The world is not very forgiving
with me.
The world does not pity me in
the least!
I fall into despair almost
immediately, but I try to move and get
up because it's a fact that I can't stay like this...
I realized that there was almost no
pain in my body.
My right hand and left foot are in splints and the wounds that crossed my abdomen have now been properly treated. I couldn't understand why, a slave like me was now cured.
Why?
Is it so I last longer? Or is there some other reason? As I got up and lowered my feet to get out of bed, I caught
the signal of a person moving slowly behind me.
"You woke up already"
My master seems to have opened his
eyes.
When I jumped out of bed without hesitation as if my leg were still
terribly broken, I fell on the spot and
immediately expressed my apologies
I was hoping this would make my
torture something lighter.
'Hey! You're still not well! Don't
move so much!"
For some reason, the master
Released a panicked voice.
It Seems my master got out of bed
and stood next to me. I feel the sign that a big hand comes to my head, and I think that I am going to be beaten, and I shrink myself in a reflex. But I feel him
caress me. There is the sensation
of a large hand running through
my hair and reflexively resting
on my shoulders. No one had ever
put a hand on my head without being
slapped afterward.
“Don’t be frightened. Yes, I bought you, but I’m not going to do terrible things.”
My master thrust his hands under my armpits as lightly as he could and returned me to the bed.
I don’t understand the reason and don’t understand what to do but only suppress my trembling body. My master slowly sat down in front of me.
“If I think about the treatment you’ve been receiving, it’s natural. If you can, don’t be frightened and look at me.”
The voice is terribly gentle.
I tremble, but as my Master said, I look up at him. My new master has a very large body.
I don’t know how tall he is because we’re sitting, but I’m sure it will be over two meters.
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Ai wo Ataeru Kemono-tachi Vol. 1
Romance40-year-old virgin, Japanese old man, found himself waking up in a different world. When he wakes up, he finds out his body becomes young again. With no help from anyone, he spends several years becoming a s*ave and spends his days full of hardship...
