Chapter 556
Chapter 556
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 556
Chapter Title: Love and War (9)
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1.
Even acts one would normally never do can become impulsive when excitement reaches its peak.
Lurye had half-brought this ordeal on herself by not only flipping the self-destruct switch but also handing over a bag of adult toys rivaling a nuclear briefcase.
Stripped bare of her clothes and bound in leather restraints, Lurye was literally flailing in ecstasy.
"Hng...! Hn...! Hoo...!"
Hot breaths leaked incessantly through the ball gag stuffed in her mouth like a muzzle.
With her wrists and ankles firmly secured, rings kept her legs spread wide, forcing her to thrust her ass high into the air without the slightest ability to move.
All she could manage was twitching her hips up and down, but even that was held firmly in place by Siwoo's single hand.
And it didn't end there.
Attached to Lurye's breasts, dangling like ripe fruit, were silicone cups reminiscent of milking machines.
These devices sucked on her nipples while rotating brushes teased the tips, endlessly stroking her sensitive buds.
But even that wasn't the end.
Countless black wires connected to Lurye's rear entrance.
Following them led to clusters of tiny rotors, each the size of a pinky nail.
Siwoo himself was experiencing an adult toy he'd never seen before—one switch controlling over a dozen rotors.
Naturally, cramming multiple vibrating objects into such a tight hole made them thrash even more violently.
Because of that, a relentless clacking of beads colliding echoed from Lurye's ass.
-Squish...!
"Hoo...! Hooo! Hooooong!"
Her pussy, slick and sticky from the full course of adult toys.
The intense suction and tight grip alone made it superb, but with vibrations transmitting from her rear, it felt like some monstrous, unholy pussy.
"I'll add one more."
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
Siwoo picked up another small rotor waiting its turn, like inserting a suppository.
Lurye resisted, but it was already too late.
The pill-sized rotor slipped effortlessly into her rear.
It was pure bliss incarnate.
She paused for a moment to catch her breath.
-Bzzz! Bzzz!
-Clack! Clack!
"Hng...! Hoooong...!"
Even without moving from his end.
The brushes swirling around her nipples and the frantic vibrations in her ass plunged Lurye into an endless hell of pleasure.
-Squelch! Squelch!
Her pussy writhed lewdly, slurping at his cock with vulgar wet sounds, naturally stimulating the sensitive spots inside her with his massive shaft.
And if he added this on top?
Siwoo pulled a small rotor from the ones rolling down her back and pressed it against Lurye's trembling clit...
"Hoooong! Hooooooong! Mmmmooooong!!!!"
Lurye reacted more violently than ever, wriggling her bound hands and feet.
Adult toys truly were a magnificent invention.
The pussy clenching to its limits transmitted the vibrations directly to the top of his cock.
Shivering at the sensation, Siwoo gripped her hips.
Nearly an hour of thrusting had built his climax to the brink.
But Siwoo didn't even need to move his waist.
-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Just holding her hips still, Lurye's waist rocked back and forth like it was dancing on its own accord.
The triple rhythm of her vicious suction—worthy of the term "cock trap"—and the vibrations milked the semen deep from his balls completely.
-Spurt! Spurt! Splurt!
His waist shuddered with tingles.
White semen pounded fiercely against Lurye's womb entrance, as if being sucked out by her mouth.
"Hooooooong...!!!"
Lurye reached yet another countless climax.
And the subsequent surge of mana amplification drove the ecstatic pleasure like a wedge into her core.
2.
"Whoa..."
The aftershocks of mana charging faded, and he pulled out.
Like every woman he'd been with so far, Lurye possessed a legendary pussy with insatiable suction.
Overcoming its reluctance to let go, he withdrew, and thick globs of white semen immediately gushed onto the sheets.
Considering her position with her ass thrust sky-high like a tilted glass, one could imagine just how intensely she clenched.
Her swollen, thicker labia and the obscene folds bubbling with white cum.
The erotic sight was enough for a lifetime of fantasies—'One more round like this?' the thought bubbled up naturally.
As he finished admiring and moved to stand behind her for seconds,
Siwoo felt his mind clear instantly, like cold water dumped over his head.
"Hic... Sniff... Sob sob..."
Lurye's sobs leaked through, impossible to contain even with the ball gag.
It was unmistakably crying, laced with sniffles distinct from moans.
He immediately shut off the rotors' power.
Lurye's face was a mess.
Saliva dripped stickily from her gaping mouth to her chin, and tears smeared her blurred features, instantly awakening pangs of forgotten conscience.
What the hell had he done?
He'd already felt guilty for being so rough during her first time last round.
And now he'd done the exact same thing again.
Regret crept beyond apology into self-loathing.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry."
The moment the restraints were undone, Lurye clung to Siwoo like a lifeline.
Just like a lost child desperately hugging their parents after a long time apart.
"Hic...! Hic...!"
Lurye sobbed silently in his embrace.
Siwoo gently wiped her messy face with a towel.
"I... said do whatever... Hic... but not like this... Hic... It's too much... It hurts..."
Lurye choked out sobs, tears streaming pitifully.
He truly felt like the world's biggest bastard.
"...I'm truly sorry. Punish me however you wish."
This time, it was sincere, no pretense.
Regardless of hierarchy, Siwoo was the adult here.
He shouldn't have treated her like a mere outlet for desire—he should have been considerate.
"...Sniff."
Lurye finally calmed, quieting down.
When she asked for a handkerchief, he handed it over, and she blew her nose with a resounding honk.
"It's fine."
Her eyes red-rimmed, voice nasally.
Regaining some composure, the expected backlash hit.
"You're insane! How could you even think of using such vile contraptions on my precious body?!"
Lurye pounded Siwoo's chest with tiny fists, berating him.
"Fine! I'll forgive being tied up and gagged. Even those weird things on my breasts."
Her teary voice from moments ago was gone, replaced by a booming roar filling the room.
Her face flushed beet red as words poured out in a torrent.
"But my ass?! There's a line! What if you shove strange devices that far?!"
"I'm truly sorry..."
"Grrr!!! Outrageous!"
She was right on every count; no excuses.
Collecting his thoughts calmly, Siwoo apologized to Lurye.
"Using your scent as an excuse doesn't justify how overboard I got. I'm really sorry. I swear it won't happen again."
Meeting her eyes as he spoke, Lurye's huffs gradually softened.
She sighed, shaking her head as if resigned.
Her cheeks still puffed in lingering discontent.
"Very well. But show some sincerity."
"Pardon?"
"An apology needs proper proof, doesn't it? Prove you won't be rough anymore."
With those words, Lurye puckered her lips right in front of him.
Still reeling from the scolding, Siwoo hesitated, unsure if this was really a kiss invitation.
"What are you dawdling for?"
As he tentatively leaned in, Lurye impatiently pulled his neck and pressed her lips to his.
Cool lips, like her skin.
A faint, bittersweet whiskey aftertaste as her clumsy tongue slipped between his lips.
"Chup... Ch... Chuup..."
Their breaths naturally grew rougher amid the kiss.
Looking back, he'd only ever had beastly sex with Lurye—never once gentle and slow.
Maybe, just once, he should be tender like she wanted?
One shadow lay on the bed, overlaid by another.
A slow, loving sex as atonement.
After that, it became a time to learn Lurye bit by bit.
How sweetly her lips softened at the corners.
How her crimson tongue licked at his lips amid husky sighs.
How she bashfully covered her face during normal position.
In this fresh, refreshing sex incomparable to their prior instinct-driven sloppiness,
Lurye came easier than ever before.