NTR World: The Cuckolding Sentai NETORANGER are COURTING DEATH!

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Silence. The only sound in the room was the dripping of Kokujin's bloody face pooling beneath his unconscious body. His once towering monkey body was now reduced to a pathetic twitching slab of meat, lying there like a discarded animal carcass. And around him… the wreckage of whores. Nao, Kaede, Kanako, Ayumu — all splayed out, feeling pain while cum-covered, sweat-drenched, their minds still half-lost in the haze of black-fueled NTR euphoria and clarity of mind after the sudden change of events and Hiroki's change.

They weren't expecting anything like this... This was so different from what they had planned for him... What Kokujin, their master... Planned...

But there was no "Master" anymore. Only a broken, cold body on the floor and the new Hiroki standing above them.

Kaede and Kanako felt... unsure and lost... for the first time since being raped and sinking into this debauchery... they started to think not just about the pleasure that their master gave them... They looked at Hiroki... with lost eyes as their bloody faces hurt after what Hiroki did to them...

Hiroki looked down at the cold, twitching corpse of Kokujin with disgust. He was supposed to be their "superior alpha"? This pathetic monkey, this disgusting cartoon of a man who didn't even have a real face in the doujin? He was bleeding out like roadkill after roughing him up a little bit; it was all it took to pommel the black bitch to the ground.

This shitty NTR world... was absurd...

"Hah… this is your master, sluts?" Hiroki said, his voice dripping with ridicule as he looked over at the collapsed pile of bitches around him.

Hiroki's eyes fell first on Ayumu. Her face was half-buried in the floor, her ass still in the air like a bitch in heat, even if her face was beaten by his home run. I was a little sick of her whore moans, so I hit her; now there were no more sounds. Her back trembled slightly, but her mouth was frozen open from the last strike Hiroki had given her. He stepped forward, cracking his knuckles, then turned to his beloved family.

Kaede — his mother — was groaning, her bloody lips and cum-soaked face twitching as she lay sprawled, her bare body and tits smudged with Kokujin's seed. Her jaw hung open from the brutal gut punch she'd taken earlier, and her once-arrogant glare had dulled into a dazed stupor.

Kanako wasn't much better. His "adoring" sister, the one who'd once laughed and teased him while riding that ape's chest like a mechanical bull, now lay limp, both eyes bruised and blood tickling from her nose from where Hiroki's fist had connected. She whimpered in pain, her thighs twitching involuntarily like a used-up toy discarded on the floor.

"Look at you," Hiroki sneered. "The loyal slaves of your black superior monkey, now lying like garbage on the floor."

Kaede groaned. "Y-You… you dare strike your mother…?" she fearfully asked, looking at Hiroki as if seeing anything but her son in him... He was so different...

'Right... we did this... we broke him... even before... we got to the end... it was for the best... that end would be no worse than being a mindless animal...'

"Mother?" Hiroki laughed out loud, stepping toward her, towering over her collapsed body. "Bitch, you died the moment you opened your legs for that black ape. You're not my mother. You're just his cum-rag."

Kaede's eyes flared, even in pain, even if she felt sorry for her son a little bit inside her heart... she gave herself to her master completely at that time... "He's a real man! You… you're nothing! Always crying, always weak! Kokujin was a better man compared to you!"

"Still worshipping the cold corpse at my feet? Better?" Hiroki spat. "I will show you what he is... a black turd rapist nigga garbage."

"This is no 'superior man', look how he enjoys what I give to him. He doesn't need to ask or try to take it... I will provide him plenty of it from now on."

He stepped over Kokujin's body, yanked down his pants, his big cock sprang out, and he let it flow. His thick, golden piss sprayed directly over the black bastard's motionless face. It hissed as it hit his bloodied mouth, trickling between his teeth and pooling in his mouth as he unconsciously gulped it down, drinking it. His lips twitched as if wanting more as the hot stream filled his throat.

"H-haaagh… guuhhhh…" Kokujin gurgled unconsciously.

"Do you see?" Hiroki laughed, amused as he enjoyed his time. "You ain't 'cucking' anyone anymore, are you? Little nigga bitch. You just got pissed on by the man you mocked and made a mess of his life."

He turned and walked over to Kaede. She started screaming the moment she realized what Hiroki was doing.

"N-No! You wouldn't—!"

Too late. His stream arced and landed right across her slut face. Her brown hair turned darker, dripping. She screamed as the piss hit her eyes and mouth, but her body was too weak to move.

*SLAP!*

Hiroki's open hand cracked across her face, launching her across the floor like the whore trash she was.

Kanako tried to speak next. "You… you animal! You're supposed to protect us!"

"You fucked a black ape that bullied me, Kanako," Hiroki said, turning to her. He pointed his dick and blasted her across the cheek with another spray. She shrieked as it hit her tits and ran down her neck. She tried to crawl away.

*SLAP!*

She joined her mother in a heap of limbs and humiliation.

Hiroki turned next to Ayumu. Still twitching. He walked over and let a short stream hit the back of her head and her back. Her body flinched, and a shiver ran through her spine. She whimpered, unconscious, mind barely floating between the edge of oblivion and the pain Hiroki had left her in.

Then finally… He looked at the bitch of bitches.

Nao.

She was kneeling, in the bed from shock she had from the turn of events. Her eyes were wide, it had fear in them but mostly with conflict. Her legs were trembling. Her mouth was slightly open, face flushed, panting raggedly as she looked at Hiroki's eyes. Her fingers were twitching near her cunt like they were aching to reach it. Even now... Even after everything… that happened and is happening...

"You," Hiroki said, walking up to her. He spat directly into her face. A thick wad of saliva hit her eye and ran down her cheek and chin. "You obsessed monkey cumdump. You still dreaming about the superior black cock? Well, there he is. A cold black turd on the floor, beaten and pissed on."

"Like garbage basically, for lack of a better word."

Nao blinked slowly, face twitching, even if he was right and she loved this Hiroki, a part of her still thought that she wasn't wrong... she wasn't wrong in choosing that rapist black monkey... Hiroki, you lost to him after all when you could have saved me. "Hiroki... I'm not wrong... I'M NOT WRONG IN THIS…" she hissed. "You're not a man… you're not him. You lost to him! You'll never be him. You'll never have his cock, his strength, his superiority!"

*SLAP!*

Hiroki's open hand slammed into her face. She screamed and collapsed sideways, grabbing her face. Then, trembling, she glared at him with tears of anger. "Y-You… why now?! Why weren't you like this before?! Why were you such a pathetic limp dick loser before?! When I needed you! You could've stopped all of this! WHY WERE YOU SO WEAK—!?"

"Because," Hiroki said coldly, grabbing her by the hair, "this world wanted me weak. But I'm not weak anymore."

He dragged her across the floor. Her nails scratched the wood as he pulled her in front of him.

"Now," Hiroki said, towering over her. "Drink."

Nao's eyes widened in horror. "You wouldn't—"

He started pissing again. A long stream hit her directly in the face.

"N-No—! AHHH—GHK! GUH!!"

Her mouth opened instinctively, and Hiroki forced her to swallow as he grabbed her by the hair and made her face his cock that was smearing her all over with his urine.

"Good bitch," he said, smirking enjoying the submissive slutty look. "Not so proud now, huh?"

She coughed, spit running down her chin mixed with his urine. Her whole body trembled as she collapsed to the floor.

"Clean it, slut." He growled as he looked at Nao at his feet.

But suddenly Hiroki heard movement behind him. Ayumu. That dumb, cowardly little whore was crawling toward him. Her mouth was bloody, eyes blazing. Even now she wanted to go against him. Why the stupid slut couldn't have this fierce spirit when fighting the black ape? Nah, instead she submitted like a masochistic slut. But she tried to defy him for her ape master.

"You… you can't treat Nao-chan like this! She's… she's not yours Hiroki-nii!"

"Shut up, whore." Hiroki growled, looking with disgust at her. "Don't speak my name so casually and intimately."

Ayumu faltered hearing his words, her heart hurt... hearing Hiroki-nii speak to her like that now as he looked at her like a bug... like garbage... but she knew... she was the one that was wrong with him in the first place... but! there was nothing for her if things became as Hiroki-nii wished... so, even knowing she was the one wrong with what she would do...

She launched herself at him—

*CRACK!*

His fist collided with her face mid-air. She slammed into the wall like a ragdoll, her body sliding down with a wet thump.

"Aaahhh... H-Hiroki-nii," Ayumu struggled to say, panting with ragged breath as she looked at him with a dazed look, her body had an orgasm as she was hit from Hiroki-nii. It was the best orgasm that she had... better than senpai.

And then… Silence again.

Hiroki looked down. Nao, face soaked, was panting. Her legs trembled. Her eyes flicked between his piss-covered cock and Kokujin's body on the floor.

"You want to be a good little slut now?" Hiroki said.

Her face flushed deeper and her pussy twitched in desire, juices dripped out of her. While feeling:

Shame.

Anger.

Lust.

Finally, with trembling hands, she crawled forward.

"...yes… Master."

She opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out like a good hentai slave, like a dog and began to lick. His cock—larger than that faceless monkey's ever was—twitched as her tongue ran over it, gliding up his shaft with desperate worship in her eyes.

"You taste like revenge…" she whispered between licks, eyes half-lidded, tears mixed with piss dripping from her chin. But her eyes didn't lie, she loved doing it, her eyes were becoming hearts of a slut as she did it.

"And you taste like betrayal," Hiroki replied. 'What the fuck is wrong with this world?' he thought as he looked at her eyes having actually hearts in them like a slut in heat. "Fucking whore."

"Continue cleaning, less talk."

"Yes... Master..." Nao said. She was exhilarated in joy and pleasure as she continued licking his cock with pleasure.

Kaede's POV

My jaw still burned from his slap. His piss still clung to my face, crusting my hair, drying in my eyelashes. How… how did it come to this?

I lay half-conscious beside my daughter, my legs barely responsive, my head spinning from the blow Hiroki — no, this thing that used to be my son — gave me. He was taller now. Stronger. More brutal and unforgiving than anything I had imagined. It didn't make sense. Hiroki had always been the soft one, even if he got all the time picking fights… her sweet momma boy that said that he would protect her all life from the eyes of lecherous men... the boy who used to look at me like I was his everything.

And now he struck me like I was just another slut.

I was. Wasn't I?

I couldn't even resist... stopping one of those lecherous men... that raped me...his son bully and tormentor...

I was complicit in being his torment. To my son...

Kokujin's cum had dried between my thighs. I could still feel his heat. His rhythm. His cock pulsing inside me while I called Hiroki weak. I mocked him. I laughed. I praised another man — a rapist black beast — as my man and the man of my daughter.

I-I...I... Said... that.... 'I, Mori Kaede, promise to throw away all the motherly love I had for my worthless son Hiroki, who was born from my husband's pitiful little dick.'

That memory still fresh inside my head when I surrendered and pledged my everything to 'him'.

He raped me before all this began, as I encountered him while I went to buy groceries... And when I learned that he was the bully of my son, I became appalled. But then my daughter called me, talking about this... Kokujin guy she wanted me to meet, he was her new boyfriend she said... It was then that I was horrified... But all this was a plan of my daughter's, giving me to her new master while being complicit with Nao who showed to him... who was Hiroki mother... And when I met them, he raped me...and Kanako just...soothed and cooed me that I should enjoy it instead. I sank even more into depravity...I enjoyed being raped and taken like that... I even forgot and left aside my son without a care...

What did I do??? I'm a failure as a mother... All those things I did... I said... to my boy...

He wasn't my boy anymore...

And now…

"You two," his voice rang like cold iron through the ruined room. "Get up."

I blinked. My vision blurred.

"You, Kaede. You, Kanako. You're going to tie up the monkey and the failure of a friend," he said, pointing to Kokujin and the bleeding whore Ayumu.

What…? Was he joking?

"Y-You dare give me orders? I'm still your mother! Hiroki." I tried to say trying to recover a bit of authority over him — but the tremor in my voice betrayed me.

Kanako coughed beside me. She was still wiping urine from her face, trembling like a beaten pet.

"No… we won't… you can't—"

He took a step forward.

"No?" he said, voice calm. Cold. "Then let me make something clear."

He crouched, grabbing a broken piece of bat from the floor.

"If you disobey… if you try anything smart… I will erase that monkey. Not just beat him. Not just humiliate him. I will turn him into paste. And you'll have to watch it. You'll get a front row seat to your master dismemberment."

I froze.

I didn't love Kokujin. No. I worshipped him. He showed me pleasure no man ever had. Not my husband. Not the men before him. Not her useless son or his love, that it wasn't enough. Kokujin destroyed my body and rebuilt me into something better — a slave who loved the leash.

And yet… looking at Hiroki now… Something darker stirred. Something… shameful as much as she was resentful of him. 'Why he wasn't like this before this happened? All could have been different.' I bit my lips in frustration and longing. 'We could have been a more and better happy family.'

Now... There is no longer 'what could have been...' or 'what ifs'.

There is only now... The now I brought upon myself and fueled on his creation...

I felt my knees bend on their own. Kanako looked at me, afraid — but I saw the same kind of emotions brewing in her eyes too.

Beside longing...

There was...

Obedience.

"Y-Yes…" I said, avoiding eye contact.

Kanako followed. "Fine… we'll do it…"

We stumbled to our feet and dragged ourselves toward the drawers. We needed ropes… belts… anything to restrain our "master." As we moved, Hiroki's voice rang behind us.

"Don't try anything stupid. Don't beg him for help. Don't even look at him like a man. He's garbage now. Property. Like you."

"Less to be said, don't even try to do anything extra... You will only suffer unnecessarily."

I bit my lip. Something stung behind my eyes. 'Why… was I wet?' My tears just silently started sliding my cheeks.

Kanako's POV

I hated this. I hated him. I hated myself. Why did I obey? Why did my legs move when he spoke?

This was Hiroki! My little brother! The same little loser who used to scream when I teased him and slap him with my boobs for fun! The idiot who I always teased and the one who tried to "protect" us all the time, walking around with dumb martial arts pride while we laughed behind his back but also worried for him every time he came home hurt.

I tried...to help him...be a good sister for him...So I faced 'him'...I never should have met 'him'.

Kokujin ruined him but not only him, he ruined me and my bond with my dear little brother.

But we made that choice. We made the choice to turn our backs on our blood and embrace depravity with a black rapist. The worst part? He struck me, and even as I begged him to stop, he raped me—and I reveled in the pleasure.

I had threesomes with him and Nao! my little brother suppossed 'girlfriend'... I'm the worst kind of sister... even as a woman...

I even sent my mother into his arms at the first chance as she and Nao planned everything. 'Oh god, what have I done?'

And now? Now my stupid, 'perverted' little brother that liked to tease was calling the shots.

Things were changing so quickly... 'he' the black rapist was just garbage at the feet of Hiroki now...

But...I fear... just as the situation changed... she wasn't the same...nor she nor her mother...

All I could do... now... was to listen to his words.

'Why?'

'Why little brother?'

I hated him. I hated his change. Why he wasn't strong enough before? Why now?... Why couldn't he continue being a little dick wimp?.

Still...When he hit me… When his piss hit my cheek and that slap threw me across the floor… I moaned. I moaned. I am disgusting.

I'm a whore as he said...and now...I can feel it. Just as I changed and let myself be raped by that black turd at that time...

If Hiroki...takes me...

This...manly...little brother... That was doing what we never expected of him...

Then...I-I... will change again...

"Kanako," Mother whispered beside me. "The belt. Over there."

I snaped of my thoughts as my mother spoke... I dazedly moved and grabbed it.

We were really doing this.

We were about to bind Kokujin.

My god.

My master.

My lover.

My… everything.

'What the hell was wrong with me?' Even now I thought of him like that.

Nao's POV

My lips were numb.

My tongue ached.

I kept licking.

Hiroki's cock twitched in my mouth again. It was big. Bigger than I ever imagined. Bigger than his.

What… what was I doing? I didn't even like Hiroki now...I was with master...

I never did or that is what I would like to say...there was a time when I did...but it all vanished...when i was...embraced by master...

We've been together since kindergarten...

He was the strongest kid in school. He was cocky. Arrogant. Dominant. And then that ape appeared...the black nigga transfer student... he incessantly harrassed me in school...I angrily told him to leave me alone...That i had a boyfriend...but he didn't care... he groped me as he pleased... and then when i said that Hiroki would fuck him up...

He raped me...

I hated it...

Every second of it...

And when the next day he wanted to keep doing the same again...

Hiroki appeared... I brightened as I looked at him about to protect me... even if i was worried about him... After all, the black turd was twice his size and a senior in the last year... Hiroki had all the chances of losing.

But he still pushed forward... but... the result was laughable...

It was a that moment... that something inside me changed...

He beated him in one move, it came as a shock seeing for the first time Hiroki get beat up like that...and my pussy told me right there and then — the superior man had arrived. Black men are, after all... really strong... so it was normal that he raped me before.

'Kokujin. The moment he forcefully took me... I felt his tongue… his dick… I was gone this time, as I enjoyed it like the best pleasure instead of feeling disgusted.'

And I belived it would be the natural thing... Or so I thought...till now.

Now he is just a useless pile of garbage unconcious in the floor like a rug.

'how things changed so quickly from a moment to other...'

I didn't cared about Hiroki since that fight. I have seen him cry and be sad. He trained like an idiot and kept losing. I was already gone. Already creaming myself every night thinking about Kokujin stuffing his mother, breaking his sister, and choking Ayumu until she called him Daddy.

I wanted him to take everyone. It was my perversed fantasy. The ultimate betrayal for dissapointing her, for not being the strong man she thought he was. The ultimate humiliation. For him to see it. Feel it. Break from it.

Why? Why did I do that? Why did I feed the flames? Why did I let my ex-boyfriend watch and incite his family get cucked?

Because it made me wet. That's the truth.

I hated that weak, sobbing Hiroki. But this new one… This towering beast who slapped me like garbage… He was something else.

But still… I didn't submit yet completely...I couldn't raise my expectations of him to worship him with all my devotion...even if i wanted to do that... I first needed to see what he would do...and if he would claim us...

The black turd said it...'even if you were to have it giving at your hands, if you dont had the guts to man up and take it...it was for nothing...' That's why they were lost... to that garbage black monkey.

That's why he lost his sister and mother... if he were to have claimed them before all this happened...they would have been lost in pleasure with him...

After all, Hiroki...They loved you...more than a brother/son...I could see it...I someone outside your house...

Blissful idiot...

I spat his cock out, panting, and looked up at him.

"You think this makes you a man?" I hissed. "You're still trash. You'll never be him. Never—"

SLAP!

I hit the floor again. My cheek burned but my pussy gushed with fluids as I had a climax right there, it felt so beautiful and exhilarating.

He crouched beside me.

"Tell me," he said, voice deathly quiet. "Why?"

"What…?"

"Why did you do it?" His voice cracked, just barely. "Why did you give him my family? Why did you feed him everything I had?!"

I laughed. It was a broken laugh.

"You wanna know why? Because you were boring. You were strong, sure, but boring. That monkey? He was alive, he took me at his first chance without waiting for permission. He was different from you. Sure, you were strong before he came, but you never made a move on me, too shy. He just grabbed what he wanted. He ruined you. And I loved it. I loved watching you get broken. I wanted to see your face while we fucked on your bed. While your mother moaned. While your sister choked on his cock. You were a fucking joke. A little boy with delusions of strength."

Hiroki's face didn't move. He didn't scream. He didn't cry. He just nodded slowly. And then grabbed me by the hair.

"Wrong answer."

He yanked me toward him, dragging me through the piss-soaked floor.

"You belong on your knees," he said. "You all do."

And then, with fire in his voice—

"But I am a generous and benevolent master. I will take every one of you whores and train you to my liking."

I couldn't help but tremble in excitement at his declaration, this was the Hiroki she always desired and wished. Why couldn't he be like this before? Why?...

I suddenly felt tense inside my heart...'maybe he wouldn't use me as I was tainted by the black monkey' I trembled but not in pleasure or excitement, for the first time in real fear, fear of being discarded by Hiroki.

Ayumu's POV

Everything hurts. I can't move. My mouth is bleeding. But I can still hear.

Hiroki-nii… he's… terrifying. He's nothing like before. Not the soft Hiroki-nii that protected me from bullies all this time. Not the crying and hurtful Hiroki-nii she saw after being defeated by master. He's something else. He's… brutal. Cold. Real.

He defeated me easily...Ahhh....Hiroki-nii....I knew you were the best...

But I can't... I know I can't think like that...

There is no way to turn all what happened...

And yet… Why did I feel my thighs twitch? Why did my heart skip flustered beats seeing him now? Why did I…I can't help but love him and his rough touch...

No. I deserve to die. We all do.

After what I did to him...what I said to him...even if not knowing at first...

But when I knew all what was happening I still followed...

I'm the worst... I hate that senpai...why he did that to me... why he had to appear in our lives...

At last Hiroki is looking at me now, but saddly it isn't the same lovingly look he had always for me.

I...I feel like dying...