Chapter 542
Chapter 542
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 542
Chapter Title: Strange New Things (8)
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Coitus was truly a wondrous act.
The supreme task of all living creatures on earth—to propagate the species, to sow or receive seed.
And it came with the immediate, sweet reward of pleasure, yet for a witch, it held little importance.
From the moment one became a witch, reproduction became impossible.
She felt a touch of curiosity, sure, but it was something she had no need to try herself, so she could watch porn with a light heart, exploring it casually from a step removed.
That porn, viewed with such detachment, was honestly full of ridiculous scenes.
Women grimacing like gorillas, yelping away, or letting out bizarre moans like "Oh shit!"—she dismissed it all as mere acting.
No matter how good it felt, there was no way it could be that extreme, right?
With that thought, she figured that even if she ever had sex, she would maintain her refined dignity.
*Squish!*
The wet sound of fluids splashing right by her ear snapped Lurye back to consciousness.
"Pah... haa...!"
Lurye jerked her head up, gasping like she'd just been pulled from water.
The moment she awoke, she realized her ass was thrust high in the air while her upper body was buried face-down into the bed.
What kind of shameful position is this?
And she'd apparently been out cold, rubbing her soft cheeks against the sheets until drool pooled—her mouth and the fabric were damp.
"Wh-what... haa...! Haaang...! Haaang...!"
For a moment, she couldn't grasp what was happening to her body.
Her form rocked wildly back and forth.
Lewd moans escaped against her will.
And the sharp slaps against her ass.
She was getting fucked.
In that beastly mating position she'd seen in porn.
What? Why are we suddenly having sex?
Lurye tried to piece together the situation with her sluggish mind.
But...
*Squish! Squish! Squish!*
"Aang... aang...!"
A thick cock tormented her pussy mercilessly, churning up intense wet sounds.
The pleasure pouring from it disrupted her thoughts.
Like a machine flicked back on after a brief shutdown, an overwhelming surge of ecstasy ballooned at neck-breaking speed, clamping her throat.
Her lower belly tensed, making his already massive shaft feel even more pronounced.
"You've already passed out three times now."
"Th-three...? Haaang...! Heung...! Heut...!"
Did that mean he'd kept pounding her until she blacked out three times?
Memories trickled back then.
Shin Si-woo, the interior minister, had pinned her down relentlessly.
He'd easily subdued her flailing panic and tried to have sex, then kept coming even after his first release.
Terrified by the horrifyingly intense pleasure, Lurye had tried to resist, but it was impossible.
For some reason, even though her depleted mana had fully recharged, she couldn't use it at all.
Magic was a discipline demanding precise calculations.
Her drunkenly dizzy head, the flashing lights before her eyes, and the pounding in her womb perfectly blocked any spellcasting.
Without magic, Lurye's frail body stood no chance against Si-woo's trained strength.
After that, she'd been overpowered by brute force, pinned to the bed, learning the terror of sex the hard way.
"Ah...! Haat... heung...! Hahaeng...!"
Her brain felt like it was melting.
And the longer the sex dragged on, the more brutally the escalating pleasure crushed her body.
"Your Majesty is truly exceptional at everything. I never imagined you'd take to sex this quickly."
Si-woo's voice came from behind her back.
It was rougher and more arrogant than ever.
As if he'd been looking down on Lurye for ages.
Even in her disarray, she couldn't let such insolence slide.
"How... dare a mere... retainer... speak so boldly...! I clearly ordered you... to stop...! Heung...!"
She bellowed through gritted teeth, stifling moans, but realized with shock that her voice carried a whoreish nasal whine.
This won't do. Something terrible will happen at this rate.
My mind's going strange.
In the midst of the relentless thrusting, Lurye pushed off the bed with her elbows, barely lifting her upper body.
"Haut...!"
And once more, dismay washed over her.
Her body was broken, no doubt.
Otherwise, how could just her slightly dangling nipples brushing the sheets spark such sweet pleasure?
"My head... feels wrong...! Stop...! Haaaang... Stop right now...!"
"Trying to escape?"
She ignored whatever Si-woo was babbling.
Lurye summoned every ounce of strength, crawling forward on her belly.
Away from the pleasure, toward safety.
"Eut...! Heut...! Keuk...!"
But no matter how hard she crawled, the ecstasy didn't fade.
Si-woo had gripped her hips firmly, advancing with her.
If anything, her wriggling ass as she crawled forward only let his cock stir her insides more thoroughly.
Unfortunately, it goaded her pleasure further.
It was like lighting the fuse on a powder keg of stacked ecstasy in one go.
*Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!*
"Kyaaahaaang...!"
She hadn't even covered half the bed before she leaked fluids and sank again.
Her pussy spasmed like it was ruined, soiling the sheets with sticky juices.
Her vision went white, dizzying pleasure surging through her entire body.
It was less ecstasy and more violence.
As a dam burst, waves of bliss crashed over her, and consciousness faded once more.
The fourth blackout for Lurye.
"Insane."
Grabbing her slender waist, even as tension released, her impossibly tight pussy drew an exclamation.
Lurye wasn't just sensitive.
True to her title as the Abyss Witch, she was overflowing with fluids.
Exaggerating a bit, it felt like half a bottle of lube had been poured in—the slick love juices slid down from their joining, coating his balls smoothly.
And unlike her cool skin, her hot, sticky inner walls guaranteed pleasure from every thrust to release.
That's why he could ravage her body without softening after one climax.
"Phew...! Phew... hehe... hung...!"
Lurye's body went limp again in discharge mode, twitching back and forth.
A fantasy played in his mind: forcing himself on her sleeping form, spiking his arousal with taboo thrill.
Especially when she was out, her pussy loosened just a touch, giving him a breather.
Plus, when she woke in panic and her walls clenched in fright, it felt like a whole new sensation even mid-sex.
*Schlick!*
"Kut-hung...!"
Savoring her pussy's cushion, he thrust deep one last time before pulling out.
Time to switch positions.
From Lurye's slightly gaped pussy flowed frothy white semen and twice as much love juice.
Even after withdrawal, her pussy lips twitched as if still craving.
Her swollen, friction-reddened clit gleamed like ripe fruit, utterly seductive.
A pussy like this? He could pound it for three days straight.
"Hmmm..."
He grabbed her ankles to maneuver her unconscious form.
Unconscious bodies grew heavy, but Lurye was petite for her alluring figure.
Lightweight, too.
With inhuman strength, Si-woo flipped her over easily.
"Fucking hot."
After just thirty minutes, Lurye's face was a total mess.
Her faintly furrowed brows didn't ruin her beauty much, but her half-melted lips...
Drool smeared on her mouth and cheeks while out...
Eyes clearly tear-streaked, nose tip flushed beet red.
If judging pure looks, her poised elegance from striding the ship was prettier.
But males were contradictory creatures.
No trace of the haughty queen remained.
Lurye's expression—defeated pathetically by cock, a bit disheveled—felt more alluring now.
He lifted her back and neck.
Her arms dangled limply, waist arching back.
Careful not to snap her neck too far, he hugged her tight.
Her nipples rubbed his chest, stiff as ever.
A stable facing-sitting position.
Less thrusting range, but deep insertion possible, and the close embrace made it tops for intimacy.
Time to wake the queen in her submerged submarine.
"Hik!"
Pressing the weakness he'd discovered, Lurye jolted awake with a flap.
"Ah, br... ugh... u... ung-hat...! Wh-what is this...!"
"Hold on tight. You'll fall."
"Heek! Wh-what are you doing all of a sudden...!"
He released his hold on her back and neck, gripping her plump ass instead.
Fear of falling was primal.
To avoid tumbling backward, Lurye reflexively clung to Si-woo's neck like a sloth.
Not enough—she clamped her tight walls even harder around his cock.
Facing-sitting was tough for vigorous moves, but not impossible.
With their bodies so entwined, Si-woo's strength made it plenty feasible.
*Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!*
"Ut... ot...! Haaaang...!"
Power-thrusts from below upward.
Her upright posture made her juices gush even more fiercely.
He timed a solid creampie for her climax.
Didn't take long.
Her pussy came at the drop of a hat.
"Haaang...! Haaaang...! Haaaaang!!!!"
Grabbing her ass as she wailed loud enough to deafen, Si-woo unleashed his second load.
*Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!*
Endless release pleasure.
Lurye's arms, hugging him fiercely, went slack.
Thus marking her fifth blackout.