(M) Chapter 15 - Being ‘Used’
Main Story 1, Chapter 6, Part 2
Novel Title: 獣はかくして囚われる (The Beasts are Ensnared This Way)
Author：風結子 沙野 (Fuyuko Sano)
Illustrator：小山田 あみ (Oyamada Ami)
Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)
Protagonists: 鹿倉 陣也 (Kagura Jinya -MC) & ゼロ (Zero -ML)
*Please read at knoxt.space, the original site of translation. TQ*
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⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains depictions of sexual assault. Readers’ discretion is advised.
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"Wouldn't it have been more convenient for you if I had just disappeared?"
After a short pause, Kiriyama responds; "You're a piece I'd rather keep under control."
"For what purpose?"
Kagura, his cheek pressed against the sheets, glances sideways at Kiriyama.
Kiriyama's gaze roves persistently over Kagura's body, from his face to every inch of his exposed skin. The sensation of being scrutinized stirs vivid memories of Kiriyama's touch lingering on him.
When Kiriyama’s eyes fixate on his lower body, Kagura feels a twinge of revulsion tighten his muscles beneath the bathrobe.
As if he can see through the fabric, Kiriyama narrows his eyes.
"You're already my property. I can ‘use’ you however I please."
"...You're not the one who paid 1.6 billion yen, are you?"
"I owe Li Azhar a debt worth that amount."
Kiriyama’s words suggest he might have wanted to own Kagura, but the feeling doesn’t quite sit right with him.
It’s clear that Kiriyama takes a perverse satisfaction in tormenting Kagura Jinya, but there doesn’t seem to be any deeper attachment beyond that.
―――It’s nothing like the bond between me and Zero.
The stark difference is clear when compared to someone like Zero.
Kiriyama crosses his arms and issues a command.
"Let me inspect the goods I’ve won."
Resistance here is meaningless.
Without a word, Kagura unties the sash of his bathrobe and slips it off while remaining face down. With no underwear, his backside is fully exposed.
"Such terrible damage," Kiriyama remarks with a frown, his gaze falling on the scars that mar Kagura's back.
"What a waste of money."
Kiriyama drapes his suit jacket onto the oversized bed and sits at the edge, loosening his tie.
Kagura slides one arm beneath his forehead, completely averting his face.
Even if there’s no attachment, it seems Kiriyama intends to ‘use’ him at least as a vessel for his desires.
―――If I can manipulate him, I might gain a chance to get closer to Toono.
Humiliated in an underground arena and exposed before dozens of people at the auction, Kagura tells himself this is tolerable in comparison.
Kiriyama’s fingers trace the curve of Kagura's hips, descending to probe the sensitive area beneath. One of his fingers was inserted into his asshole.
Kagura clenches his teeth and parts his legs of his own accord. If it’s inevitable, he’d rather it end quickly.
―――All for the goal.
He quells the urge to resist.
Kiriyama’s fingers press into his hair, and Kagura wills himself to relax.
"You’re surprisingly docile," Kiriyama murmurs, a touch of disappointment in his voice.
He seems to be more aroused by rebellion, by forcing submission. Perhaps it’s better to play along with his preferences.
Kagura starts to turn his head, aiming a scornful glare over his shoulder, but then lets out a gasp.
"Ah...!"
Kiriyama’s tongue traces over the raw burns on his shoulder blades, sending waves of searing pain through him.
"Not there—ahh!"
The light bite amplifies the agony, striking like lightning through his nerves.
"You’re still tight, even with just a finger," Kiriyama whispers, voice laced with both fascination and mockery.
Kiriyama then shifted the angle of his fingers inside Kagura.
He pressed firmly against the hardened spot linked to the base of his sex through the sensitive membrane, causing the inner walls to clench even tighter. Kiriyama bit down on Kagura’s shoulder blades, sucking and nibbling at the skin.
“Stop it!”
The mix of pain and sexual stimulation made Kagura’s body jolt and twitch uncontrollably. Instinctively trying to escape, he twisted his hips in an attempt to dislodge the fingers, but Kiriyama only shoved another finger into the already constricted space.
“Good. Now you’re finally getting into it.”
Kiriyama’s voice was heavy with sadistic pleasure.
“Don’t think you’ll find any easy release or relief here.”
“Guh…ugh...”
Kagura’s back arched in an attempt to escape Kiriyama’s tongue, while his hips lifted to evade the relentless fingers. Before he realized it, he had propped his knees up and pressed his upper body down into the bed.
“Your back is turning bright red.”
The unhealed burns on his back throbbed, dragging him back to the memory of the ring.
Trapped with no escape, his back burning, Kagura had been embraced by Renjou in that fight—a moment when he had come closest to feeling death.
Half-dazed, Kagura reached down to his lower abdomen. His semi-erect dick was soaking wet. It felt less like desire and more like a physiological reaction triggered by the memory of that dire situation.
Kiriyama leaned over him from behind, gripping the hand that Kagura had instinctively used to touch himself. Guiding it, he made Kagura mimic the act of pleasuring himself.
Pressure built from within his core, threatening to overwhelm him.
Even as he struggled against the inevitable, Kiriyama pressed his weight down on him, pinning him flat.
With fingers violating him, the inside of his thighs stung from the slaps Kiriyama delivered to his rear. Kiriyama grabbed his jaw from behind, forcing Kagura to turn his head until their eyes met at an uncomfortably close distance.
The dark, piercing gaze was so overwhelming that for a brief moment, Kagura’s mind mistook it for Zero’s.
“…Ha...”
As he climaxed, Kiriyama pressed his lips against Kagura’s.
The tactile differences corrected his mistaken recognition, and Kagura realized it wasn’t Zero. He buried his face into the sheets, pressing hard enough to feel suffocated. At the same time, he could still feel the spasms of his inner walls clenching around Kiriyama’s fingers.
―――Damn it... Damn it all...
Clenching his fist, Kagura slammed it into the bedspread, his hand sticky with his own semen. Kiriyama shuddered with satisfaction and fully covered Kagura with his body, his tongue tracing the shell of Kagura’s ear.
It was clear he intended to take things further.
A voice whispered in Kagura's ear; “You should team up with me.”
Kagura shot a bloodshot glare at Kiriyama.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
But there was no trace of mockery in Kiriyama’s eyes.
“I can help you take down Toono Ryouji.”
“…What?”
“Forget Zero. Join forces with me.”
Kagura continued glaring, unable to fully grasp the meaning behind Kiriyama’s words. Before he could process it, Kiriyama pressed his lips to Kagura’s again.
As Kiriyama’s tongue slipped past his lips, Kagura’s thoughts spiraled into chaos.
Kiriyama Shungo had aligned with Toono Ryouji in the past to climb the ranks and suppress opposition within the Eastern Alliance.
Even if it had been a relationship of mutual convenience, Kagura couldn’t fathom what benefit Kiriyama would gain from destroying Toono.
It was also clear that Kiriyama had no interest in taking down Toono for Kagura’s sake.
―――What’s his game? What’s his real objective?
The moment Kagura was about to demand answers, Kiriyama bit down on his shoulder blade. At the same time, he forcefully inserted two more fingers into the space already filled.
“Ugh…ah...”
Without directly indulging his own desires, Kiriyama continued to inflict relentless, jarring stimulation on Kagura’s body and mind. It was a one-sided assault, designed to shake him to the core.
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*Translator’s Note: I’m sorry, but I’m just glad it’s Kiriyama, ya’know? The illustration for this chapter is NSFW. You can view it on my blog. -K
Next update: 2025.12.01
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