The Adventures of Magical Princess Makina

Each time I stepped down the stairs leading to the basement, Makina's heart was also deeply and deeply depressed.

When the Knights of Britannica caught me in the basement of Square School. When he was sentenced to 15 years' imprisonment in court. Both tasted deep despair.

But now, while I was headed to the "men only prison (area)" - I realized that despair would be renewed in such a short period of time.

More than that, Makina only has a comparable experience on the day her country was destroyed.

"Don't walk. Come quickly."

Seeing Makina losing her vitality because of grief and fear, the frustrated serafi pulls the chain.

Then the handcuffs tied to the chain are pulled forward. I almost fell down the stairs when I was forced to take a heavy step.

Heavy handcuffs that seal off magic. A barefoot condition where you can't even wear socks. Not a princess dress, an adventurer outfit, or a student outfit, but now a white and black horizontal striped (border) outfit. Exactly the costume the sinner wears.

Why did this happen? And what happens now? I can't believe I'm the only woman in a cell full of men. Can such a thing happen?

Questions, anxiety, fear and despair. Makina's expression turned pale, even though she had a strong heart and thought she shouldn't abandon hope.

And...

Open the door.

Down the long stairs, beyond. Serafi, the deputy warden, instructs two male guards guarding the giant iron gate.

High pressure, short orders. But the guards didn't complain, they saluted the acne, and then faithfully followed their boss's orders.

Then they combined the two keys and opened a large door leading to the 'Underground Prison'.

"Uhh...!

Makina inadvertently leaked her voice to the smell that floated the moment she opened it.

Prisoners do not take a bath as they do every day. I knew it as knowledge. However, the smell of sweat and dirt flowing from many men did not get close to their noses, but floated the moment they entered the room.

At the same time, there is the smell of ferocious "sperm" filled with desire. The smell of this underground prison was so intense that I felt for a moment that it was not a male prisoner, but rather a bunch of hungry cheeses.

"Ooh...? Are you new?"

"Hee, who's the new recruit this time...?

"Oi....! Look, woman! It was a woman!"

"What!? Oops! Except for the Lieutenant Warden (Serafi), I've seen it for the last 20 years!!

Makina's impression that "things are living" was not always a mistake.

In front of you is a long corridor made of cold colored stone. Several iron cages on either side of it.

Sturdy thick iron lattice. Thick and huge lock. Two to three criminals dressed in the same inmate clothes as Makina are housed in a large, heavily constructed cage.

However, the sparkling eyes, the red eyes running bloody with lust, were quite different from that of the princess who had been a student until a few days earlier.

"Wow! Big milk! You look young, but you have huge tits!

"Don't you have a nice face...! You're so cute and erotic, how did you get stuck, miss!

"Hihihi! You can't go in the same room as me, rookie! I'll adore you so much...!

"No, it's me! Give it to me! I'm going to make you pregnant with my big horse...!

Just seeing the rich limbs of Makina and Serafi makes your groin painfully erect.

Then, in an attempt to sniff out the scented body odor, he presses his lust-coated face against the iron lattice and moves his nose as close as he can.

Some saw Makina's long blonde hair and beautiful face, while others were hanging out.

Men who don't feel any intellect or taste, even though they may be cheesy.

"Nh...!

Makina couldn't scream at them, just shaking her body.

Everything was unexpected. I can't believe we're in the same neighborhood as all these vicious criminals. Men with lust in the sunshine, they have no shame or audacity to turn their desires to this vulgar place.

"Misdemeanors are housed 'above'.... Everyone in the basement committed heinous crimes such as robbery, arson, rape and murder. These guys are the worst people who can't get out for at least 10 years. Fufufu... good luck, Makina?

A lewd gaze from the villains. Obscene words you can't stand to hear. The smell of drifting horny things. Seeing Makina scared of them, Serafi laughed joyfully.

But rather than having sex with women, the lust of sinners, who rarely talk or see themselves, was not only directed against Makina.

"Deputy warden...! I'm still in a sky body today!

"You're exposing my big, erotic milk and thighs! You're not satisfied, are you? Open up and come inside! I'll make you say hi with my dick!

"Ola, Ola, look at my waist. I'll make you my girlfriend, open your crotch...! You let me go!"

Prisoners were also throwing obscene gazes and words at Serafi. Some people are shaking their hips to appeal to sex.

Guards and prisoners. The deputy warden and the culprit. Although her identity and position are far different, if the other person is an attractive woman, she behaves according to her libido without any concern such as breaking the rules.

Cheetahs who can't save their desires despite waiting for harsh penalties. In the first place, if you can control (control) your desires, you will not stain your hands on crime from the beginning.

It was inevitably uncontrollable that he committed a crime and was confined to this great prison.

"Shit... This is why the man....."

Cerafi is unconscionably uncomfortable with these prisoners.

I was enjoying watching Makina's frightened appearance, but even though she was hiding her eyes in sunglasses, the moody aura was leaking out of her body so that others could see that she had an "irritating expression".

"... be quiet, scum!! I wanted to be broken by that nasty filth!!

At the limit of her patience, Serafi grabbed the whip at her waist. Then swing around in the air, showing an exceptional whip and intimidating.

Still some of the prisoners clinging to the cage and holding the bars, struck their hands and fingers with a violent blow with a whip.

"Gyaaaaa!!

Hiiiiiiiiiiii!

"Yu, my fingers!

I don't suppose you're doing the position of deputy warden on Date.

Serafi's whip created burn-like welts in the prisoner's hands, snapped his fingers in an otherwise bent direction, and silenced the excited sinners by violence.

"Absolutely... When will you remember the rule that 'no spontaneous idioms'? You're less intelligent than dogs and pigs. Don't ever open that stinking mouth again. I wish I could execute all of you today. If only I could eat free meals and produce shit like that."

Cephala threw up so cold with her spit that she made sure the surroundings were quiet and then whipped.

The men were silent because they didn't want to be whipped, but one of their crotches was sore and furious in the prisoner's clothes.

Unlike prostitutes who don't act and pay customers to do S play, genuine aversion and high-pressure attitudes.

Those who wish to be abused are delighted by the heartfelt curse and stupidity given to them by an exquisite beauty named Serafi, who says, "This is the queen like an example."

Conversely, a man with an abusive appetite silently had a dim desire to "penetrate a cock into such a cheeky woman and turn it into a female."

"... fufu. A little too much of a threat? Makina. But it's okay... If you have any trouble, you can count on me right away. But let's hear your wish and help you."

I'm just saying that dirty men have turned their lusts on you. Serafi turns back to Makina, strokes her smooth face, and traces her fluffy lips with her fingers wrapped in leather gloves.

I can't believe the deputy warden would say this. Makina was frank about what she was being asked to do in return for relying on, and what she would do if she threw herself into such a "trouble" in the first place.

"Eh...."

But I can't even say that to the face. Makina is also forbidden to speak spontaneously. The princess, the descendant of the hero, is now a prisoner.

Neither affirm nor deny Serafi's "temptation." I just glanced at the floor of the dungeon with anxiety.

"... you're scared and you can't make a sound? Well, it's not impossible. Hora, the cage where you're going is just a little further... Follow me."

And Serafi walks out again. Pull the chain and let Makina walk like a dog walking.

Makina walks silently with Tobotobo. In the meantime, while never looking at the left and right cages passing by, you tremble your shoulders slightly.

But even if you try not to align your eyes, the more holes you open, the more you can stare. The eyes of the prisoners trapped in the cage turn to lust and vicious lust. It pricks skin with tingling. I feel painful.

However, even though he was in the middle of such fear, his sexy crest still hurt and burned his womb this time.

"Here it is. Fifteen years from today, this will be your home."

I hate it. I'm worried. Even though I'm scared, I'm still getting angry at my pubic marks that make my womb ache and dampen my crotch.

At the back of the dungeon, Serafi reached the end of the hallway, unlocking the cage on the right.

Inside, put a makina, close the iron lattice, and lock it with a heavy gashan sound.

"This is....."

It was just a room with a bed, a small desk, and a "hole" for the toilet that I couldn't call a room.

And there are two beds. It is installed on the left and right side of the cell. One was covered with relatively clean sheets, while the other - with wrinkles on sheets and blankets and "belongings" such as books, paper, and quills.

"Here...!

"Ask 'Senpai' for more details. Well, they're in jail now... He will come back when the punishment period is over. Of course... he's a man too."

There are people in this room who are incarcerated before Makina. In a room with a man. Living together with a villain.

Besides, I don't know what he did, but he was put in jail for breaking the rules and committing more crimes in jail.

The moment I understood it. Makina turns back to Serafi, takes a big step, grabs the lattice of the cage, and shakes the iron fence violently with handcuffs on.

"Trial...! Please let the trial begin again....! This is crazy! I did not commit murder or theft! The one who took the tablet was a wizard dressed in white! I didn't do anything! I can't believe it's been 15 years...! Absolutely wrong!!

Listening to Makina's desperate insistence to plead aloud with her witty expression - Serafi didn't change her expression in particular.

"'I didn't do anything,' 'unfair trial,' 'I'm innocent.' It's an unjust crime."... almost everyone says the same thing. Sometimes I want to hear a different version. "

"I'm tired of hearing that kind of dialogue," Serafi said coldly. I did not go along with Makina's request and left the scene.

"... I see..."

If you slip, you collapse holding a thick, cold iron rod. My life as a prisoner began, with no strength in my feet, no lower back, and no ability to manipulate magic.

"Get up! Wake up!

The first night has passed since Makina was placed in Alca Trust prison.

Outside the prison, even though the end of summer is near, the dawn is still early and already bright. In the early morning, the dazzling sun refreshed the palaces and houses of the King's City, the boulevards and sidewalks, and the walls surrounding the city.

- But...

There is no sunlight in the basement of the prison. Because of that, the sense of time goes mad. The only way to inform the sinners who live in the dark dungeon of the arrival of the morning is the loud voice of the young male guard and the tone of the bell that he rings.

"Nh, uhh...."

Makina, who was sleeping on a hard mattress and a thin blanket, woke up slowly from a small bed.

It wasn't a weak type in the morning, but there was a neighborhood around my eyes. I couldn't sleep with Matomo last night because of the difficult bed and the anxiety and fear of becoming a sinner.

However, sleeping twice or sleeping overnight will never be tolerated because the call is waiting immediately after waking up time. Fold the blanket, stretch out the wrinkles on the bed sheet, and stand upright near the entrance to the cage.

And when the guards come in front of you, it's up to you to tell them the number and the name (the rules).

"... 4657, it's Makina..."

"Okay."

Is there anyone out of jail? Is there anyone unwell? The timing of waking up every morning and every night before going to bed is checked by a roll call.

I have to give my inmate number before my name, and I feel that the name "Makina" itself, which was loved by my parents, ministers and citizens born in the Grandel royal family and thought of for several days, is stigmatized.

But we can't identify ourselves. I am only "Inmate 4657." No more or less.

"--I 'll take it...."

But it wasn't much of a struggle to be identified by a number rather than a name.

What was beyond Makina's imagination was a meal. I knew somehow that prison meals were not simple and tasty enough to be called "stinking rice."

However, if you are actually pushed into prison as a prisoner and eat the breakfast given, you will know that it is a disgusting thing to go far below your imagination.

Stone hard bread. Bean soup with only a hint of flavor. A leafy salad that is so clumsy about what vegetables are.

Even Makina, who is not a big eater, has finished breakfast that feels' little ', and I feel more and more depressed since the morning.

"Hah...."

As an adventurer, I sometimes moaned on lack of money and hunger. However, compared to this meal, I realize that the adventurer was still well off.

After that simple breakfast, it's time for "work".

A sinner is not in a good position to spend a day in prison just sleeping. "Prison work."

The content varies depending on the severity of the crime, age, and physical ability. Mild criminals and young prisoners often work outside prison for manual labor such as civil works.

But those like Makina, who are not even allowed to go up above the ground outside, are given a simple task to complete in a narrow cage.

This time, I worked on "Creating Arrows for Archers". However, he was given only the simple task of putting wings on thin wooden bars to avoid concealing sharp arrows as weapons.

"Put on your wings... and put them in a box... With wings... I'll put them in a box..."

The job itself was simple. It's not complicated or difficult. Once you remember the guidelines, you just repeat the same thing.

But it was painful.

No change, no reward. The fact that the hostiles (Britannica) are making the necessary tools to wage war, even though they are only helping the war, doesn't make me feel good. That said, it was the worst part with the feeling that the time passed was terribly late.

"Put on your wings... and put them in a box... Attach your wings... and put them in a box... With arrow wings....."

But it shouldn't be allowed to throw it out in the middle of the job, or to rest on the bed and rest on your own. Inside the cage, she keeps making chimeras and arrows quietly.

Too boring. Too much idle time.

I can't believe I've been doing this all day, even though I have to get my country back. Moreover, work equivalent to this will continue for the next 15 years. Live with this kind of prison work repeatedly. I even felt that it was not strange to go mad.

"--Now, let's make it free time."

It was a simple task that was felt forever, but it didn't really last forever.

Finish making a 3-hour bow and arrow that you felt for 6 or 7 hours. As good as breakfast, I had a light lunch and was allowed to exercise in the afternoon under the name of 'free time'.

(Even though you're shackled to seal your magic, it's time for 'freedom'....)

While in prison and unable to feel free, he was handcuffed and taken out of the cage to a large playground (hall) in the basement.

It was a large, but deadly space, similar to the underground library at Square School.

The guards have eyes, but they can move freely in this hall for a few hours.

However, because it becomes a murder weapon, exercise equipment such as bats and balls are not easily used, and can only be used to hang around, stretch on the spot, and train muscles using their own weight.

Or you could just laugh at someone close to you, but it wasn't even possible for Makina to have friends or acquaintances.

So, what do you do?

"... how's it going, Makina? Life here is... Is there a problem?

"That's... nh ♥ nh ♥ ah♥, especially hah... ♥"

Serafi is doing other work at this time, if at all. She, the deputy warden, came down to the basement and hugged Makina from behind in the stadium.

Then, with lewd hands, you stroke around your young, full-bodied limbs, rub them, and enjoy the sensation of big tits and lewd buttocks.

Asked if there was anything wrong with Makina, she said, "I'm in real trouble right now." However, if she is in a bad mood, she may be struck by a whip without magic.

"Fufufu... Don't hesitate. You and I are friends....."

"Ah ♥ nh ♥ nh ♥ nh ♥ nh ♥ nh, don't rub your chest... ♥"

Besides, Serafi is stripping out his libido like a man and caressing his big tits ♥ with his lewd hands. In the meantime, none of the other prisoners approached.

The men who couldn't defy the deputy warden just watched Makina and Serafi on the far side. However, there was no hidden desire for 'if you show a slight gap, you will attack and rape in a group'. It's not because of mistakes or horny marks. Surely understandable.

"Haah ♥ haah ♥ nh... ♥"

Without Serafi here, if she didn't like it, it would be awkward to imagine what would have happened to me by now.

However, being attacked by a woman's favorite deputy prison warden while being caressed by a woman is never a "good thing" because the sexy crest is throbbing.

The lust of male prisoners and the desire of female guards named Serafi. Between them, Makina drained herself severely at the end of her free time.

"- Don't waste it. It's too much for you to use."

And to sweat from exercise, or sweat from sexual arousal. After free time, he finished his boring prison work again - twice a week, bathing time came.

However, "bathing" does not slowly immerse you in a bathtub with warm water.

To one installed shower, to a stream of water pouring down like a light rain, a line of men proceeds, gently purifying their bodies in a short time limit of one minute each.

"Phew... ♥ uu... ♥"

The rear end of the naked line of men. They were followed by a tiny, naked makina who was throbbing her sexy crest with the caresses of Serafi.