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IBYS - Chapter 21

Luxury goods


I made it through the gate safely and boarded the cheap airplane. There were hardly any passengers on the plane, so we had the whole place to ourselves.

Luna was so tired that she curled up in a chair and fell asleep. The sound of the engine reverberated in the cabin.

“‘So, how do you feel about having a high-class slave?”

Satsuki asked abruptly.

“High class?”

Well, it’s about 30,000 yen more expensive than hers, that’s for sure. But I don’t need to say that much.

“You see that thing she had hanging there? That’s a sign of high class.

Huh. What a terrible sign.

“The crystal?”

“The crystal? It’s a diamond.


“The slave trader has brought out something outrageous. She’s the most expensive one in the store, for sure.

No, there’s another one that costs more than 50,000 yen…

“That’s absurd.”

“She had a Western figure and flawless skin. Her eyes are clear and her nose is well defined. It’s not something you can get easily. They must like you a lot.”

It doesn’t make me happy to be liked by the mafia.

“And she let you touch her, didn’t she? In less than a day. The diamond is her title. The diamond is her nameplate, a gemstone that represents her future. And everything she owns… If she entrusted it to you, it would be as if she entrusted her life to you.”

“I didn’t get it.”

She stares at her lap sadly.

“The hole in the piercing will close soon, and then she’ll be yours.”

“What’s wrong? Are you worried?”

“Yes, I am. I’m worried. I’m afraid that Master… won’t let me do it anymore.”

“It’s okay.”

I hold her head and she smells so good.

“I’m not that beautiful.”

“You’re beautiful.”

“I don’t have big tits…”

“I’d rather have them small and modest.”

This is non-negotiable. I love it. I love that kind of thing.

“Well…well… That kind of thing…”

“That’s why I love you, Satsuki.”

“So you’re going to deceive me by saying so? Please don’t say such things to a slave. You’ll be misunderstood.”

What do you mean, “misunderstood”?

“So, do you… do you like…?”

She begins to squirm. It’s good. I can’t get enough of it.

Boom. The plane takes off safely, and the fasten seatbelt sign goes off.

“Hey, sit over here.”


“You don’t want to sit on my lap?”


She slowly places her soft body on top of mine. Good. Just a little further back.

I take her by the waist and pull her close, just like I’m holding her back.

I pull my cock out of the outside view and we’re ready to go

Of course, I rub my bruised crotch against her.

The tip rubs against her soft ass, even though it is through the fabric. Every time the tip rubs against her clothes, it leaves a nasty trail of pre-cum. I can feel my smell soaking into her clothes. I get excited.

“Hey, do you know what we’re doing?”

I whisper in her ear. I don’t think she’ll like it. I’m sure she’s making a very uncomfortable face under her bandages.

“Master is putting his hot rod on me.”

“Yes. Good job.”

If she tries to escape in any way, I will pull her closer. I’m dying to taste her tender meat raw.

“Hey, can I put it in?”


Good girl. I slowly put my hand on her pants.

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