Chapter 586
Chapter 586
Meanwhile, Siwoo on the bed had conqueror tendencies, and Dorothy shared a similar predatory streak. There couldn't be two winners in bed, so the two realized it naturally without a word spoken aloud. That the first to surrender would be the one getting fucked. In that sense, Siwoo had seized the first move but was still losing the battle for dominance. After delivering lines like "Don't regret this," he hadn't even been able to properly send her over the edge with his foreplay. With things as they were, Siwoo had no choice but to yield a step
Dorothy wasn't in any state to use magic, so if he went at her roughly with brute force, he could probably pin down her resistance and thrust in. But that would be no different from admitting defeat. Could you call it true victory if you lost an argument with a woman and just slapped her to shut her up? Of course not. You'd just be a pathetic, brutish thug. With things as they were, his only option was to somehow endure Dorothy's turn and aim for the next attack opportunity. Dorothy had earned a full 30-minute turn, matching the time Siwoo had spent on foreplay
Her relentless assault, once it began, was ferocious. "Your hips are trembling like crazy. Feels that good? If you want it inside, just beg anytime~ But make it really desperate." At her demand, Siwoo draped himself prone over the edge of the bed. Meanwhile, Dorothy knelt just off the bed, making eye contact with his balls. It wasn't a position any man would relish, but since Dorothy had spread her legs wide open in return, he had no choice but to play along. "Still totally manageable. What are you talking about? Besides, you've only got 10 minutes left." "Even that bravado is cute~ I wanna milk you dry until you're sniffling and begging to stop." He'd sensed it earlier, but this woman was no ordinary lady
The last time he'd checked, her eyes had that slightly unhinged glint. He couldn't deny she had goddess-like qualities in many ways, but if Dorothy were truly a goddess, she'd be the goddess of femdom. "Shall I keep going, then?" "Go ahead." "Chomp..." Dorothy's lips enveloped his balls as softly as before. Her hot mouth cradled the firm orbs with endless tenderness, careful not to startle them. Ball play definitely felt good. But the unique ticklish sensation was so delicate that it usually vanished the moment his cock was stroked
So Dorothy barely applied any pressure to his shaft, just lightly rubbing it now and then, while directing a sharp, stinging pleasure to both sides. Prone as he was, she milked his hanging cock like a cow's udder, while her free hand cupped palm-up like a plate to tease the tip of his glans. "Guh!" He'd been bluffing all this time, but damn, it felt way too good to hold back easily. "Slurp, schluuup... smooch... hrrup..." On top of that, Dorothy's tongue work worshiping the underside of his cock and balls was devoted enough to call divine
She'd stretch her tongue long to glide from under the glans all the way between his sack, or open wide to take one ball in and roll it gently with her tongue. She didn't care at all if saliva dripped from her lips or clung to her nose tip. It was pure, unadulterated pleasure for her man. If impromptu play honed by experience was this good, he could only imagine the devastation she'd unleash on another witch. Most women would probably burst into tears, sobbing and hiccuping uncontrollably. "Mmm~ Holding up well?" "It's manageable." To be honest, he wanted to wail "Hngh! Mommy Dorothy!" and blow his load
But if he did, he'd never regain the upper hand. So he endured somehow. "Well then~ Guess I have no choice." Just as he thought she'd given up and relaxed—blissful sensation enveloped his cock. There was no forgetting it. Dorothy's vicious tits had swallowed his sticky shaft whole. Who'd have thought she'd pull off a paizuri in this position? It wasn't the idea itself that shocked him—it was transcending the limits of the pose with her god-given physique. A moment's lapse, and he'd have painted her cleavage white on the spot
"Come on~ Cum quick and get comfy~ Why keep being so stubborn~?" -Squelch, squelch, squelch His mind was starting to haze over. His jello-slick cock melted away, sliding up and down in the jiggling valley of her breasts. Dorothy's mental barrage showed no mercy. "What, still scared from how I teased you earlier? Don't worry~ I was just playing because you're so cute. Aww~ Muah, muah." Like soothing a frightened child, she blew kisses to his balls while continuing her twisted paizuri. His vision spun—this must be what they meant by seeing stars
"You can just gush right into my tits~ I promise I won't scold you, okay? Don't you wanna relax like this? Bluffing must be exhausting." Her gentle voice echoed between ball kisses, like a surrender broadcast over enemy lines. That cozy, nurturing tone was straight out of a saintess forgiving all sins. An overwhelming maternal aura, perfectly tuned to quell a man's feral conquest drive. "Come on~ I'll pamper you plenty. It's not scary, so just feel it a bit more and cum like this? You can do it, right? I swear, no teasing." At first glance, Dorothy's offer sounded tempting
Blow a nice load, get a soothing titjob handie, guaranteed creampie cleanup sex, and even a devoted tit-fuck to stiffen him back up once he softened—no complaints. But friendly policies on the surface were the classic tactic big powers used before backstabbing colonies. Yield even a little, and Dorothy would demand more. Once broken once, the mind breaks twice just as easily—and regaining dominance becomes impossible. Before long, he'd cave to her every whim. So he had to hold this fortress. Clinging to that one resolve, Siwoo endured staunchly—until he let out a yelp
-Schluuurp! Dorothy's long tongue, which had been laving his balls, slid past his taint and probed his backdoor. The legendary technique he'd never imagined: paizuri rimjob. Unlike a blowjob, it was perfect from the start. If not for the immunity from the twins' event service, he'd have erupted right then in ultimate ecstasy. "Schlurp, schluuurp, hnn... How's that? Feels good?" Resistance welled up against the sensation of turning into her bitch. Feeble surrender tempted him amid the euphoric bliss rivaling penetration itself
Dorothy had about a minute left. But his mental limit was already here. His urethra felt backed up to the tip with cum. "Mmm~ Still holding out?" Climax was seconds away in this do-or-die moment! The tit pressure loosened, her lips pulled away. Instead, a sharp sensation—like a fingernail—pricked near his asshole. Excitement cooled like ice water, his urge to cum fading. Dorothy had tried to destroy his prostate virginity with her finger. "Time out! Time out!" He spun around to face her, catching Dorothy's slight panic turn into a mocking smile
"Mmm~ Seemed like you had a bit more left. Fine~ I'll let it slide this once." Siwoo felt chills anew, convinced his choice was right. Who'd have thought she'd go that far. If he'd surrendered as she wanted, she might've strapped on a strap-on and railed him by the end. Shiver. His body trembled. This place was a brutal battlefield, etched into his bones. "Was that really necessary?" "Won't go easy next turn. So don't hold back on means or methods either." Dorothy wagged her finger meaningfully with a sly grin
The turn ended—the instant her finger plunged in was decided. No matter how good it felt, rimming was his psychological red line. A man's prostate virginity tied straight to his dignity. Normally, Siwoo would've flat-out refused or bailed. "......" But now, what surged in his chest was fighting spirit. How dare she eye his backdoor. He couldn't forgive himself if he let her impudence slide without punishment. He had 30 minutes. He'd make Dorothy submit face-to-face before then, hear her cry out
For that, he'd stake his prostate virginity as the bet. "Fine. No holding back on means or methods, right?" Dorothy's lip curled slyly. The crafty vixen had probably aimed for this from the start. "Of course. With lips and skills that glossy, it would've been so nice~." Ignoring the taunt, Siwoo sought an opening. Once it turned to actual sex, maybe—but in foreplay, Dorothy was leagues ahead. Her ironclad pussy defense and near-perfect technique. Had he taken that paizuri rimjob from the jump, he'd have wailed like a girl, spurting endlessly
Forcing her surrender in just 30 minutes? Normal methods wouldn't cut it. Then, inspiration flashed through Siwoo's mind. Dorothy withstood most foreplay unfazed, showed no real shame, and seemed more experienced than him. His eyes fell on the adult toy set abandoned in the bedroom corner—the ace to neutralize her. Items useless to spirits, so ignored; side dishes, not mains. Siwoo bound Dorothy's limbs with ribbons. As expected, she surrendered her body without resistance, relaxed. Could even she endure this? He wasn't half-sure, but no other way now
The ribbon extended to the bag, fetching his secret weapon as desired. Dorothy blinked in confusion, face puzzled. "What's that?" "A syringe." "It's huge? Didn't even realize. But why?" The deluxe adult toy set included anal play toys. And for human-targeted products, hygiene tools were standard. Like this 1L syringe with a long black rubber-covered tip. He filled the cylinder with water he'd set aside in a basin after removing the pistol to make water gel. Tied up, Dorothy stared wide-eyed, genuine bewilderment crossing her face for the first time
"No way... You're not...?" Got her. Her reaction confirmed it. The key to victory lay right in his hand. "That 'no way' is exactly right."