Chapter 90
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 90
Chapter Title: Zombie Parade
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Claudia dragged me along roughly in my defenseless state, utterly without hesitation, just like conquerors abducting slaves. Damn imperialist bastards! How many black slaves met their end in those scorching sugarcane fields! Slavery was a heinous system that trampled human rights.
-Creak.
She strode purposefully and arrived at the room in no time, then flung open the door and tossed me onto the bed like a ragdoll. My body floated up from her superhuman strength before sailing through the air.
"Gahk!"
"Time to get naked?"
With those words, Claudia unbuckled her belt and began stripping off her clothes. In an instant, she was down to her underwear, slowly approaching me.
Her panties were completely soaked, love juices trickling down her thighs, making her look utterly lewd. I could tell just how aroused she was. But her eyes looked dangerous, stirring fear alongside the lust.
"No, let me undress you. Just stay still."
"Wait a sec!"
Claudia grabbed my waist and started stripping me. She'd done this more than once or twice before, so her hands showed no mercy. She popped off my chestplate like a lid, unbuckled my belt, and yanked off my pants and shirt—all in under thirty seconds.
An impressive feat. Even with me resisting, she managed that.
-Clatter.
She tossed my gear and clothes onto the floor, then straddled me as if ready to dive right in. Her slender fingers traced my chest. They followed the long scars, toying with my body. It tickled, sending chills down my spine. She had a particular obsession with my scars.
"Wait, hold on! Let's wash up first! Can't you see the blood splattered all over my body and face?!"
I was covered in the bandits' blood right now.
Anyone who saw me would think I was a serial killer, no doubt. Even I wouldn't touch someone looking like this.
As someone with modern sensibilities—who insists on cleaning up before sex—I tried to stop her, but with my strength, there was nothing I could do.
"Hoo, doesn't matter. I actually like it that way."
"What the hell are you saying, sis?!"
"Called me 'sis' again, huh."
-Snap!
"Hng?!"
In a flash, she seized both my wrists with one hand and pulled some cord from under the blanket.
"W-what's that cord? When did you hide that there?"
"Be a good boy?"
Claudia bound my wrists with the cord and secured them to the bed. This was supposed to be the other way around! With both arms restrained, a strange fear gripped me.
In a normal scenario, a guy tying up a woman and having his way would be fine—but this was completely reversed.
Now I couldn't resist whatever she did!
"What the hell are you planning?!"
"Hehehe."
Having restrained me, Claudia laughed triumphantly. She stared into my eyes for a moment, then suddenly gripped my penis.
"Hng... haht!"
It had been throbbing, ready to burst since I watched her undress. The moment she grabbed it, a girly moan escaped my lips.
"Katt. I told you not to call me 'sis,' right?"
"B-but you are... aaah...!"
"Heh."
She narrowed her eyes, gazing at my face, then stroked my penis, slowly caressing it. Her incredibly gentle touch made me feel like I'd cum any second.
"Hnght, hnguuht...!"
"Katt. You know you did really well today, right?"
"Kh... ugh! W-what...!"
"I'm so happy you showed your manly side. Haa... It was so hard holding back since then. See? My panties are soaked through. Hnght... Even now, haa... it's still flowing."
"W-wait! I'm... I'm gonna cum!"
It felt like semen was about to explode out. Taking that as her cue, Claudia gripped the shaft and started pumping up and down fast. The intense pistoning amplified the pleasure. I couldn't hold back any—
"But I told you not to call me 'sis.'"
Suddenly, her expression turned icy as she stopped her hand and squeezed my penis like she wanted to crush it. The semen trying to spurt out was blocked at the tip and refluxed back.
"Guhk!"
"Seriously, do you even know how old I am? Why do you keep doing this?"
"Kah, ahh... kghk...!"
Her insane grip strength made it feel like my dick would burst. The pain choked my words... Please ease up, you bitch!!
"It hurts! Hurts! HURTS!!!"
"Oh, did I squeeze too hard?"
"Haa..."
Claudia finally loosened her grip.
I let out a long breath, and after a moment, she started stroking again.
-Slap slap slap slap slap.
"Hng... haa..."
"Gonna call me 'sis'?"
She persistently pumped her hand while leaning in close, whispering. Her hot breath and sweet scent washed over me. Semen welled up again. As expected from a skilled warrior, she handled weapons—and penises—just as well.
"Kuh, haha...! N-no, I won't...!"
"Sounds like a lie."
She spoke coldly and stopped her hand.
I was right on the edge, but she halted, leaving me desperate. I shot her pleading eyes, but she didn't resume rubbing.
"Kh, Claudia."
"Yeah? What?"
I called her name. Claudia smiled back.
Her hand stayed still.
No way!
Is this why she tied me up?!
I want to cum right now!
"Um... your hand..."
"My hand?"
She tilted her head innocently, then started caressing my penis again.
Not pumping—caressing. That wouldn't make me cum. It just made the teasing itch worse.
Edging right up to the brink then stopping—what cruel torture! Damn imperialist bastards! How many black slaves died in those scorching sugarcane fields... Ah, I already thought that.
"Hum hum hee hee hum~♪"
Now she was even humming as she toyed with my penis like a plaything.
"Kuh...!"
Flicking it with her fingers or stroking the tip—it was inhuman mistreatment. Of course, having a beauty handle my dick like that was blissful, but this edging left me unsatisfied.
Claudia was controlling my orgasms to torment me.
She must be suffering too, but she was being petty just because I called her 'sis.'
"Claudia, I was wrong... so please...!"
"So?"
"Let me... cum...!"
"Hehehe."
My face right now must look mortifying in a mirror. Claudia leaned to my ear with a sensual smile.
"You want me to stroke it with my hand?"
"...Y-yeah. I can't take it anymore...!"
"Then, as my darling hubby wishes."
-Slap slap slap slap slap!
"I'll make you satisfied."
She nipped my earlobe lightly, then shook her hand at blinding speed. My rock-hard dick couldn't withstand it. Pleasure surged back instantly, ready to erupt.
"Heuk!"
My hips bucked from the scorching ecstasy. Claudia pistoned furiously, as if determined to milk me dry. And finally.
-Splurt, sploort!
"Haaaaang!!! "
"Kyaa, that's a huge load?"
I came with tremendous force.
Strength drained from my body. Let's skip describing my pathetic climax moan—it even sounds lame to me. Anyway, my heart raced. I slumped, basking in the afterglow.
"Round two."
"Huh? Claudia. Give me a break..."
"Katt. What are you saying?"
Claudia grabbed my limp penis and started stroking again. The spilled semen acted as lube, making it slick. The back-and-forth motion drew blood in, swelling it anew.
"Sis hasn't forgiven you yet."
"N-no way, you...!"
"Five times with my hand first."
-!
Claudia shook her hand fiercely again.
"Hng, hak!"
It felt like my penis was some spiritual conduit, my soul draining out through it in waves of pleasure. My mind went blank.
"Why get so pissed over 'sis' aaaah!!"
-Slap slap slap slap slap!
-Splurt!
The unbelievable handjob torture continued. Bound, I couldn't move, forced to cum at Claudia's whim. Cum, then hard again. Cum, hard again. This repeated three times.
"Haaaaang!!"
From midway, Claudia said nothing more. Only my ecstatic cries filled the room. She watched me writhe in pleasure, endlessly pumping her hand.
Even back in middle school jacking off in bed for ten rounds straight, it never hit this pace.
This was straight-up sexual torture. An orgasm hell.
"Last one now?"
"C-can't... get hard anymore..."
After four consecutive climaxes, I had no strength left to stay erect. In man-woman action, if the guy can't get it up, the mood dies, and it's over.
I managed four somehow, but no more.
Sorry to the wildly aroused Claudia, but let's call it a night and jerk off solo.
-Slurp.
"Hngit?!"
Suddenly, Claudia ambushed with a blowjob. Her warm mouth enveloped my penis, reviving what I thought was done for. As she bobbed her head, things spiraled out of control.
"Yaat! Yat! S-stop! Stop sucking!"
"...Puh."
My penis fully revived. Meaning one more cum was coming. Claudia stopped the blowjob and looked up.
"Back in fighting shape now?"
"..."
Then she grabbed it and stroked again.
Just die already... my dick! Seeing my resilient cock keep standing like an idiot even after beatings drove me mad. It was like it was saying, 'But... if I fall, my comrades are in danger.' Shut up and die, you bastard!
"Now me too... hngt, aaht...!"
Claudia stroked my penis while slipping her other hand into her panties, rubbing her own sex. Barely three seconds in, moans burst from her lips. Hearing that ignited my lust anew.
"Kh, Claudiiia...!"
"Haa... haa... haaht...!"
Normally, after a few shots, the next ones feel numb. But Claudia's moans obliterated any cooldown. Like a premature ejaculator, the urge built right back up.
"G-gonna cum! Kim Katt's cumming agaaaain!!!"
"Haaah...!"
-Splurt!
We climaxed together.
Is this finally over...? No penetration was a shame, but five straight handjob orgasms was satisfying enough.
But think about it—would Claudia be satisfied with one orgasm?
Ever since we became lovers, we'd fucked almost daily without fail. I'd learned she was a wild mare who needed at least ten climaxes to be content.
"Haa... Katt..."
Regaining her senses, Claudia sat up. Her face melted in bliss as she unhooked her bra. Perfectly sized breasts sprang free, pink nipples erect. Seeing that, my dead dick declared, 'I... will never fall...!' and rose again.
"Why?! Why won't you stay down!"
[Because I have comrades who believe in me!]
"Uwaaagh, damn it! What's this blinding light!!!"
I screamed in frenzy, but my dick was already up.
"This time, with my tits."
"P-paizuri!"
Claudia pressed her breasts together, enveloping my penis. The soft, warm sensation surged blood to the limit once more.