Living Sex Doll

"It says..." Shiro gulps. "It says that she can no longer speak, and she can't move at all, except to eat and drink. She is to remain this way, until 1000 different men have had anal sex with her to completion. James Murray... I assume that's you?"

The man nods.

"James Murray is in charge of keeping her healthy by giving her food and drink, and he is also in charge of making sure that at least one new man has anal sex with her per day. As long as he keeps her healthy, he can do whatever he likes to her. It's up to him when, where, how and how often she is used. She is essentially his property, a living sex doll until the forfeit is completed."

Sora winces. Well, the fact that she can no longer speak explains why he's not hearing any more from her. He looks down at the poor girl, still lying there, breathing rapidly, head covered in ass milk, just completely unable to move any tiny part of her body. Locked inside, doomed to feel the sensations around her, and inside her, and entirely unable to do anything about it, or even complain.

Sora speaks to her quietly. "You silly girl."

Then he speaks more loudly, to James. "I would like to challenge you to a game. If I win, I take over management of Steph's care and forfeit."

"Hell no." James says immediately. "I'm not making any bets with other men that I don't have to. Didn't you hear, the game has to involve assholes? And while I have a slavegirl to play on my behalf, you have no such thing."

"I'll play." Shiro says immediately, as Sora knew she would. "If I lose, I'll let you take my anal virginity."

James's eyes immediately brighten up. "Well that changes things! I'm sure a young slut like you is eager to try a round of enema wrestling, but I'm fresh out of milk. I'll have to come up with something else for you to play..."