Moonlit Room, Semen Mountain – The Second Netorase Report
Moonlight streamed into the room. My crotch was a gruesome sight.
A tiny dick the size of my pinky finger. Piled on top like a mountain was the thick, opaque cum the prince had blasted everywhere. My pathetic little prick was unrecognizable, completely buried in that fishy white puddle, its very existence erased.
"Heehee… Ah, you look so pathetic."
Rosalia giggled wickedly. She leaned in close, mocking my sorry state. The stench of semen mixed with rose perfume assaulted my nose. Her lips brushed my earlobe.
"Time to get started with the second netorase report♡…?"
She fidgeted with her hand, holding a small recording stone right in front of my eyes. Her face was as bright and innocent as a cheater bragging about her affair.
A green light blinked. A holographic screen materialized in the air. It was another luxury motel room.
Probably that evening. Right after our date got interrupted and she was summoned to be the prince's salon partner.
The Rosalia on screen looked exactly like the one in front of me now. Thin white silk dress exposing her nipples like a slut. Blue ribbons. Jeweled tiara. Apparently, Descartes had ordered her to wear this whore outfit even before heading to the salon.
"He kept me glued to his side the whole salon party, groping my ass right in front of the nobles. And the second it ended, he dragged me straight to the motel."
Rosalia's rapeseed flower-colored eyes curved seductively. Her gaze looking down at me was sadistic.
"That night, all through till morning broke. He pounded me relentlessly without a break. His stamina was so incredible, I nearly fell for him. Hehe."
In the early part of the video, Rosalia looked arrogant. The face of a haughty, venomous noble villainess.
But that mask didn't last. The moment Descartes's large hand caressed her cheek, her venom melted away.
[Ah… Your Highness…♡]
Her cheeks flushed deep red. Her moist rapeseed eyes dripped with affection and adoration. Her face ripened to crimson faster than instant ramen noodles.
Five-second knockout…? That's not just gaslighting.
A five-second knockout gaslighting. She was utterly done for. My precious Rosalia had become, under Descartes's training, a bitch in heat desperate to obey her master's every command.
[Extend your hand. Lie flat on the floor. Spread out those juicy tits and your pussy completely and lie down.]
Descartes's arrogant command. Rosalia obediently lay back on the bed. She spread her legs wide.
I swallowed hard. I half-expected her to do that vulgar dance from the previous video, with the nose hook and shaking her tits. No. This wasn't gaslighting or anything—he'd just called her because he was horny.
Descartes skipped foreplay. A massive prince cock sheathed in a thin condom filled the screen. He thrust into her like using a fleshlight to vent his lust—rough and merciless.
It was vulgar mating press.
[Pang! Pang! Squiiiish! Pang!]
[Ahiiiik-!!♡ Ahek!♡ Y-Your, Your Highness!♡ Ah♡ Ang, haaaang♡]
Rosalia's legs folded up over Descartes's shoulders. The prince slammed his hips down.
The camera angle hid her ruined expression well. Instead, the screen was dominated by her plump, juicy ass rippling like waves, mercilessly crushed by that monster cock.
Every time the condom-clad beast scraped her walls and plunged deep, her pale pink inner labia flared wide, the red mucosa inside flipping out grotesquely. Her pussy was literally turning into a used-up rag.
I wanted to see her cute face broken mercilessly, but my view was filled only with the superior male's piston destroying her hole.
[Squiiiish-!! Slurp!!]
[Haaaang!♡ Ah, ooh!♡ Y-Your, Your Highneeeess…!♡ That cock, I'm going craaaazy…!♡]
Vulgar screams erupted from the video.
Ah…… No.
I screamed internally. It was a body so precious even I hadn't held many times. That tight hole that had clenched like it would tear during her first time.
-Pang! Pang! Paaaang! Squiiiish-!! Sluuuurp!!!
Powerlessly stretched wide by that massive, brutish thing, her once-tight entrance gaped like a wrecked cavern. With every full thrust and pullout of the thick shaft, red mucosa and pretty labia dragged out hideously, dangling like a rag.
Please stop. Don't ruin my pretty Rosalia. I screamed it hundreds of times in my heart. But the prince's cock on screen mercilessly pulverized her precious cervix, completely wrecking my girl's pussy.
[Aaaang!!♡ Haaaang!♡ I'm going crazy!♡ Prince coooock, Your Highness's cock is so goooood!!♡]
I was so turned on. My breathing grew ragged.
Rosalia in front of me pressed close beside me. But her eyes weren't on the hologram—they were fixed on the semen puddle between my legs.
"Look at this, Karn."
A cold voice. Pure venom.
"It's on a whole different level from that broken toy car mini-dick of yours."
Rosalia flicked the tip of my buried glans with her nail. "…Ugh." "Haaa… Ah, ungh…♡"
Rosalia alternated glances between my pathetic dick and the video, letting out lazy moans. When her eyes met mine again, that moist, lustful gaze shifted to venomous contempt.
The eyes of a classist villainess. Her rapeseed eyes fixed on my real dick, buried in the prince's cum on my belly.
"Watching this video and then seeing yours… The contrast is too much, Karn."
"……."
"A broken junkyard trash car that won't even roll… versus a flashy sports car packed with top-tier parts. Oh, is 'sports car' too modest for His Highness? Hehe."
She poked the cum puddle with her finger.
"You know Taylor Becker? The one I half-killed at the training ground yesterday? Your dick's honestly smaller than his. You know that?"
"Ugh……."
"At least that lowly bastard had size. Stupidly huge, even. But you… God. Not even a proper dick—just defective merchandise."
"It's… because of the penalty."
She cut me off with mocking laughter.
"Pfft. Haa…."
Her exaggerated sigh echoed through the room. A satisfying netorase report. The pleasure of insulting her most beloved boyfriend while reveling in her own taboo thrill.
"What are you gonna do with this worthless little thing? Inferior male. Can't even give you a chance to breed. Not with trash peasant blood like yours."
Rosalia's eyes darkened coldly. Thick disgust filled her golden irises. She glared at my real dick, smothered in the prince's cum, and murmured.
"Lowborn slum trash, and your seed's defective too. And if—just hypothetically."
She patted my cheek.
"If this disgusting inferior seed of yours… got a beautiful, superior woman like me pregnant? Wouldn't that be the empire's worst tragedy?"
She suddenly clapped her hands.
"Oh, I just had a great idea."
Her eyes sparkled. Like a girl head over heels in love, or a fan obsessing over an idol. The face of a fool completely brainwashed by the prince.
"If Descartes His Highness becomes emperor… and I become his principal empress, I should suggest this. Exterminate all the inferior lowborn seed."
"R-Rosalia……."
"Thoroughly remake this Lugria Empire with strict class hierarchy♥"
"Isn't that going too far……?"
"His Highness would love it. He'd approve happily. Unlike a masochistic midget-dick loser like you, he's got huge ambition… a truly superior, magnificent man."
My heart plummeted. Was it an act? Real? The mad obsession in her eyes made it impossible to tell. Maybe she truly found my tiny seed repulsive and yearned to get pregnant with the prince's superior cum.
"No academy admission for them~♡ Make peasants crawl on the ground—no dreams of becoming knights or mages. For worthless inferior males like you, just dry up your seed completely. How's that?"
"…"
[Squelch!! Splurt! Squish!!]
[Ohot!♡ Hiiik!♡ Y-Your, your womb, it's bursting!♡ The thin membrane, the imperial baby seeeed…!!♡]
The screams in the video hit their peak.
Rosalia's gaze locked on the screen. She twisted her thighs. A wet, sticky sound came from under her skirt.
-Squish. Slick. Sliiiide. "Haa… ungh…."
"Aaah…♡ Huge cock…♡ So, so biiiig…♡"
While watching the video, she plunged her fingers deep between her legs. She ignored my dick completely.
Imagining only the massive cock pounding her pussy on screen, she rubbed her clit like a bitch monkey in heat.
The aroused girl sank into vulgar delusions. Not our usual romantic lovey-dovey fantasies. Her mind was plastered with filthy mating dreams of Descartes.
His relentless gaslighting had shattered her pure love brain. In its place, her cute imagination overflowed with a slutty demon craving cock cum.
"Haaaang…♡ Y-Your Highness, Descartes Your Highneeeess…!♡ Harder, haaarder…!♡"
On my bed, right in front of my eyes. Calling another man's name, she fucked herself vulgarly. Her tits jiggled, her breathing turned ragged fast.
-Squish! Squelch! Squirt!
"Ah, oooh! C-Cock… Your Highness's coooock…! Cum insiiiide…!♡"
Rosalia's rapeseed eyes rolled back. A shameless face that had tossed aside any shame. Drool dribbled from her mouth.
"Uhooooooh—Ooooh—!?—!!!!♡♡♡"
A tearing scream that could echo outside. The gorilla howl of reason obliterated by extreme pleasure. Clear tide gushed from her pussy like a fountain, soaking my bedsheets.
-Pssshhhh!! Chiiiii!! "Nngoooooh—Ooooh—!!—!!!♡..!!!!♡♡"
Her back arched sharply. Toes curled, body convulsed wildly. Treated like a total ghost, I blankly watched her reach forced climax imagining another man's pounding.
"Haa… haa… hngh…♡"
After the long spasms, Rosalia collapsed her upper body, panting. Her unfocused eyes slowly regained focus.
"Ah……!?"
She slowly turned her head. As if only now realizing I was in the room. Her gaze drifted to my crotch.
My pathetic real dick, sunk deep in the prince's thick semen puddle, not even twitching.
A wicked, loving smile spread on Rosalia's lips.
"Pfft."
She crawled up my belly, bracing her hands.
"Shall we continue? My poor pathetic knight."
She whispered with a snort.