Splurt. Dribble.
Instead of a reply, the tip of my tiny little cock twitched in tiny spasms. It was a pathetically small and meager spurt. Into the milky white semen puddle the prince had left behind, my watery, transparent cum mixed in. Like a single drop of water falling into the ocean, it was a miserable ejaculation that left no trace whatsoever.
"Ah……."
Rosalia's rapeseed flower-colored eyes widened round. The venomous, arrogant mask of the wicked girl peeled away in an instant. Her cheeks flushed bright red.
My pathetic crotch, twitching as it squeezed out the juices of defeat. Her gaze dripped with affection. Eyes that found it so adorable she didn't know what to do with herself. It was the original Rosalia, who loved me so fiercely she could die for it.
She bit her lip hard. Forcing down the corners of her mouth that wanted to curl up. She donned her cold, haughty glare once more.
"Idiot. Perverted Karn."
She sneered.
"That watery dribble you spurted into His Highness Descartes's majestic semen. It doesn't even register~♡"
"……."
"I didn't even notice you'd cum. How can you be this worthless right to the end, my pathetic knight?"
Her venomous barbs poured out. Insults that crushed my worth as a male down to rock bottom. My misery was ravished through the gap in her cruel lips.
Pop. The hologram video illuminating the air flickered out. It was a shame. A maddening shame. I wanted to see more of her vulgar depravity, trampling me underfoot.
I looked up at her with pleading eyes. Begging with my gaze. Show me more.
Rosalia's shoulders twitched. She averted her eyes.
"Ugh…! Th-this is the last one, Karn. There's no more."
She tried to play it cool, but her voice trembled. An obvious lie. I stared her down, my expression burning with the question of whether she was serious. Rosalia's cheeks flushed tomato-red.
"What do I do…! Seriously, I'm going insane. You're too cute, I could die."
She finally cupped her flushed cheeks with both hands. Her rapeseed flower-colored eyes churned through the gaps in her fingers.
"Ugh… But I can't show it… The rest is just too embarrassing. No way. If you saw it, I might actually die."
That reaction. I was certain. There was more to come. Something far more explicit and depraved than that monkey business she didn't even know about—something so vulgar she couldn't show it in her right mind. I had to see it.
Rosalia took a deep breath. She wiped the flush from her face. Back to being my merciless mistress.
"Who do you think you are, you presumptuous boyfriend?"
She snapped in an irritated tone.
"A premature ejaculator who only dribbles out that defective cum—how dare you ask for more?"
"……."
"Hmph, hmph. This won't do. I need to properly teach my Karn his place today."
She leaned over my chest. Beyond the fishy semen stench, her signature sweet rose scent wafted over me.
"Let's sweetly cuddle for the first time in a while, Karn."
A sweet whisper. My heart pounded. The little cock that had just dribbled its watery load twitched again. No way. Were we finally going to have sex? Could I rub against those huge, luscious tits, kiss those pretty lips again? I grinned like an idiot, brimming with anticipation.
Rosalia giggled at my expression. She turned and rummaged through the small bag on the floor.
Thud. Something heavy dropped onto my bed. Thick rope. And a leather whip.
"……Huh?"
No time to panic. Rosalia snatched my wrists. With deft movements, she wrapped the rope tight around the bedpost.
Like a beast caged in iron bars, my arms were bound in midair.
"Rosalia. I'm not into this kind of thing."
I said urgently. Anticipation turned to disappointment.
"I've become into it."
She nailed it down firmly.
"Seeing you like this, Karn—you're so cute, I just want to torment you, bite you hard until I'm insane."
She straddled my crotch. And deliberately spread her pussy wide open for me.
My vision lit up. Her sopping wet pussy was exposed in raw detail. Was it from being relentlessly pounded by the prince's massive cock yesterday? The cute pink labia minora that should have been neatly closed were slightly parted. Stretched wide, a bit loose now—a well-used, cheap secondhand pussy.
She shook her hips lightly, flaunting it right in front of my eyes.
"Relieving your lust is a girlfriend's duty, right?♡"
Rosalia flashed a cruel, sadistic smile.
"That inferior seed piled up in your tiny balls♡. I'll let you drain it all out."
Her gaze dropped to my crotch. My pathetic dick, buried in the prince's semen puddle, barely poking its head out. Her eyes cooled to ice. A gaze utterly devoid of heat.
"Sigh."
A sigh. She bent at the waist. Her long hair tickled my thighs. Her lips touched my crotch.
"Slurp… Smooch…♡"
Rosalia stuck out her tongue and started licking my stomach. She greedily sucked up the sticky male fluids coating my skin.
"Haa… Ah, so delicious. The smell is amazing."
"Slurp… Smooch…!♡"
"Rich, noble semen… Haa, it's got me all hot and bothered…!♡"
She moaned lewdly as she licked the traces of the man who'd plunged into her pussy. Her tongue delved deep into the puddle.
That moment. Her tongue tip brushed the watery precum and trash juice pooled near my little cock.
"……."
Rosalia's brow furrowed sharply.
"Gah! Urk, bleh!"
She yanked her lips away and turned her head. She dry-heaved violently, like she'd chewed something disgusting.
"What is this, cull juice? Tastes awful. The worst."
She wiped her mouth roughly with the back of her hand. A venomous glare full of disgust stabbed down at me.
"This is the trash juice you spurted in there, right? Ugh, gross. Pisses me off."
She stood from the bed. Then lifted one leg. Her small, dainty bare foot. The white, soft sole cast a shadow over my crotch.
-Squish.
"Guh!"
Her foot stomped squarely on my pathetic little cock.
Soft, beautiful sole. The hard bone beneath her skin crushed my glans. It hurt.
-Squish♡. Squeeze. Crunch♡.
She wiggled her toes. Her five pretty toes gripped and rubbed my shaft like they were squeezing it. In the thick semen puddle, her foot and my flesh slapped together with wet, obscene sounds.
"Ahh, ah… Ngh!"
Pain. But beyond the pain, a chilling pleasure shot up my spine to my brain. The girl I loved most was treating me like trash and trampling me with her foot. The misery and humiliation twisted my body's sensations into something utterly perverse.
I felt like my eyes were opening to some twisted fetish.
-Rub. Squeeze. Squish.
Rosalia ground her heel into my pelvis, stomping harder.
"Haa… Idiot Karn."
She laughed down at me. Contemptuous insults laced with viciously deep affection.
"Cum. Cum your brains out, you loser~"
"Hngh! I-I'm cumming…! I-I'm going weird…!"
"Let's shatter your fetish right here."
Her toes clamped my urethra tight, then released. My body arched for a split second.
"Karn. I love you."
The moment her sweet confession landed.
-Splurt! Spluuurt!
The worst ejaculation.
Bound in place, I collapsed pathetically at her feet. Watery, worthless cum soaked her sole in misery. My mind went blank white.
Shame burned my face red. Tears welled at the corners of my eyes, threatening to roll down my cheeks. Just then, Rosalia lifted her bare foot from my crotch and hooked it under my lowered chin, forcing my head up.
A short gasp escaped her lips as she checked my expression.
Her rapeseed flower-colored eyes, wide and scanning my face inch by inch, soon flushed with a dangerously creepy heat.
"Too hot. Insane, seriously… What do I do. Haa, haa…."
Panting hot breaths that bordered on perilous, she muttered, soaked in her own pleasure.
"This side of you is new. You're always just teasing me…."
My bound arms trembled against the bedpost. My vision blurred. Between her toes gripping my chin, my watery cum smeared stickily. Rosalia's lips brushed my cheek. Her tongue flicked up the trail of my tears.
"Rosalia… Just once. Can I touch you just once…?"
Her warmth was maddeningly missed. I pleaded with eyes dripping affection, practically begging on my knees. Rosalia's eyes wavered for a moment.
But the brief hesitation was soon overlaid with icy cruelty. She clicked her tongue in contempt and snapped irritably.
"You cum like a premature loser just from a little foot stomp, and you dare ask for more?"
"But Rosalia, you're just too sexy…."
"Shut up. I need to teach my Karn his place today. Can't have you rolling around with trash like a lowly commoner—His Highness Descartes might get jealous, so no insertion."
"……."
"That first time in the motel? Just once, right, Karn? But how many times with His Highness?"
She tapped her chin with a finger, pretending to ponder exaggeratedly.
"Hmm… Probably over a hundred times more than with you?"
"Over a hundred… times?"
"Yeah. All the stuff we never tried, I did tons with His Highness. Super slutty. Hehe."
Her innocent, cruel confession of infidelity. She leaned right down over my bound crotch again. Her voluptuous tits swayed tantalizingly close to my thighs.
Rosalia raised one hand. She curled her thumb and index finger into a small ring.
"Look, look, Karn."
She dangled the finger ring in front of my eyes.
"Instead… Pretend this is my pussy."
"…Huh?"
"Stretched wide and loose to fit His Highness's extra-large prince cock… Descartes's exclusive sloppy cunt."
She brought the finger ring straight to my crotch. My pathetic little cock, barely peeking out from the prince's semen puddle. The ring slid over it from top to bottom.
-Swish.
"……!"
No sensation at all. The skin inside the ring didn't touch my glans or shaft. Just empty air brushing past.
"Oh my."
Rosalia's eyes widened as she covered her mouth. Then she burst into seductive laughter she couldn't hold back.
"Pfft, kyahahaha! Look at this, Karn."
"Rosalia…."
"See? There's still so much empty space. It went right in without touching skin."
She started sliding the finger ring up and down around my little cock. A bizarre sex act with no contact. Visually, it looked like it was stroking my dick, but tactilely, nothing.
"Sorry, Karn. I can't be satisfied with a tiny dick like this anymore."
"Ngh… Urgh, aaah…."
"I know the ecstatic feeling of His Highness's thick, handsome prince cock filling my walls without a gap. Ehehhe♡"
A groan escaped my lips. True denial of penetration. Mine was so small, it wouldn't feel a thing in her loosened pussy.
"How's it feel? My air pussy's taste."
The ring sliding up and down. Utterly empty, no pressure.
"Think of this as my pussy size now. Even if your little cock went inside me, it wouldn't touch—just flop around uselessly."
"Haa… F-fuck…."
"Oh, swearing? So vulgar, like a commoner."
She tapped my cheek sweetly as she whispered.
"But Karn. What if."
"……."
"What if you came again here, treated like worthless air pussy that doesn't even touch…."
Her rapeseed flower-colored eyes curved into pretty crescent moons. The cruelest, sweetest devil's whisper.
"You'd become a hopeless, trash♡ netomasochist."
"That's because you…!"
"A cull male jerking off to His Highness's semen smell, mocked as a tiny dick by your girlfriend, into empty air."
My breath caught. My mind's rationality stretched taut, about to snap. No touch. No stimulation. Yet her vicious humiliation and vulgar setup hammered direct pleasure into my brain.
"Come on, my poor, cute knight. Hold out?"
Rosalia brought her lips close to my ear. A languid countdown began.
"10."
"Haa… Hngh…!"
"9. His Highness filled me up so tight it squelched. Yours? Just empty air~"
"8."
Her finger ring ghosted emptily around my cock. The no-touch sensation fueled insane imagination.
"7. Haa♡ His Highness's semen smell is so good, right?"
"6. 5. Poor little cock that can never fill my loosened pussy."
My tiny dick started trembling. No stimulation, yet hot heat swirled and surged.
"4. Lowly peasant. Inferior squirt gun."
"3."
"2. Cum, Karn. Admit you're a netorare masochist."
My vision flashed. Strength surged into my bound wrists.
"1. Bye-bye, worthless. Useless auto-door knight who can't even protect the princess."
"Ro, Rosaliaaa…! I-I'm, I'm cumming…!"
-Splurt! Spluuuurt…!
In the end, I did it. Without her skin so much as brushing me. Just from her cruel barbs and air pussy imitation. A hollow, miserable dribble of watery juice into the empty air.