Chapter 587
Chapter 587
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 587
Chapter Title: Absolutely Unforgivable
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1.
"I absolutely won't forgive you."
Dorothy's sharp voice stabbed right into my chest.
Now freed from her restraints and sitting up on the bed, she crossed her arms and pressed her thighs tightly together, shooting me a gaze brimming with resentment.
"I absolutely won't forgive you."
No trace of her usual drawn-out, lazy drawl—just a firm, resolute shout.
It was like what you'd get if you waxed off the reverse scale of a dragon with a laid-back personality.
"I absolutely absolutely absolutely won't forgive you, so you'd better brace yourself."
A twinge of regret hit me, but it was too late now.
Dorothy usually brushed off most things with her easygoing attitude, but for her to declare it three times so firmly meant she'd dug in her heels for a last stand.
And to top it off, reversing things now was impossible anyway—the full liter of lukewarm water from the syringe had already been sucked straight into Dorothy's rear.
"You said anything would be fine."
I knew it was a dirty trick.
Even the great Dorothy clearly hadn't anticipated something this perverse.
But that's exactly why I needed a strategy to catch her off guard.
Si-woo's caressing techniques weren't enough to make Dorothy tap out.
Even the rear play that had performed so well in the past seemed like old hat to her now—whether she was giving or receiving.
I doubted she'd break even if I gave her thirty minutes or more; if she set her mind to enduring, she probably would.
My only option left was to wring a surrender from her lips.
It wasn't exactly the same, but it was a detour strategy like the one that melted Lürlei—numbed by her 'ignorance'—through tickling.
Instead of pleasure, I was targeting Dorothy's shame.
"You really had to go this far? Don't you think that's petty?"
How do you induce shame in a smirking Dorothy who doesn't even blink at showing off her naked body?
Easy: an enema.
According to Teacher Takasho's stern critique: 'Why the hell would you do dirty enema play? You fool! It exposes the side she wants to hide most. In other words, it's the ultimate shame play! "Stop! Don't look at me like this!"—that's how fucking hot it is.'
Of course, a witch's rear was pristine, no different from her mouth in terms of cleanliness.
If you were crossing a desert with a witch and a syringe, you could use it as an emergency canteen.
That's why even Si-woo, who occasionally enjoyed rear play, never paid much attention to prep syringes.
But psychologically speaking?
No matter how much of a witch she was, a woman was still a woman.
Hell, most witches were extremely feminine.
Even if only transparent holy water gushed out like a fountain, the sheer indecency of that display would plunge her into deep shame.
Proof? The once sky-high arrogance had shrunk Dorothy into clutching her lower belly, all huddled up.
Her face was flushed red too.
Her eyes still blazed fiercely, but I could tell at a glance it was just posturing.
"Just you wait. You're dead."
But it wasn't all smooth sailing.
I had no data on how hard it was to hold it in without leaking.
She might endure it more easily than I thought.
Plus, Dorothy had accepted this absurd demand—something she could've dodged by getting serious—as just part of the tactics.
It also meant her pride was sky-high; she wouldn't back out after a single promise.
So if I couldn't make her crack within thirty minutes, I'd have no ground to stand on—even if she retaliated by shoving a massive dildo up my ass.
"Looks like you'll have to stay tense for the next thirty minutes, Dorothy."
Hiding my cold sweat behind a natural smile, I approached her.
She flinched.
Just laying a hand on her shoulder lightly made it tremble.
Her wariness had shot up to the max, completely different from before.
I naturally wrapped an arm around her shoulder and sat down pressed close.
"How's it feel?"
I knew it was a rotten thing to ask, but seeing the rare sight of Dorothy squirming made me want to tease her more.
I finally understood why she'd toyed with me so much.
Spotting my taunting intent, Dorothy forced her emotions down and replied in her usual tone—a declaration that she wouldn't play along so easily.
Si-woo plopped down beside her.
Her sharply narrowed eyes glared at him sourly.
"Abso-fucking-lutely great. I'll savor the sweet taste of revenge in thirty minutes. The fruit hanging on the branch of endurance is so swee—"
"What's wrong? It's clean anyway, right?"
"...Hic!"
Mid-sentence, an arm wrapped around her side, startling her into cutting off and looking up at Si-woo.
It was the same 'Are you insane?' expression she'd worn when I first raised the syringe.
"Anyway, a promise is a promise. Please do as I say."
"You're really a sneaky bastard, huh?"
"If you want to quit midway, just say the word. No pressure."
"Hmph, you think this embarrasses me?"
"Of course not. Get on your stomach on the bed, please."
She bit her lip like she had a ton to say, then clamped it shut.
With the caution of a woman nine months pregnant, she crawled onto the bed.
Exposing her side to me, she slowly lowered herself onto her belly.
Psychologically speaking, it looked like she was trying to hide her biggest weak spot right now: her asshole.
Her furrowed brow and agonized side profile.
Even on all fours, her breasts hung so low they nearly brushed the sheets—pure erotic temptation.
The moment she assumed the position, I moved behind her ass.
"W-What are you gonna do?"
"Nothing much."
"I swear, if you touch or mess with my asshole, I will not hold back."
I was already using cheats as it was.
I didn't have the lack of conscience to physically force her.
"Fine, I accept those terms."
Viewing that rear-entry pose from above was pure perfection.
Her hips were far wider than Si-woo's—by at least 10cm—and her ass matched perfectly, massive and inviting.
I wanted to grab her waist and pound her pussy right then.
But what caught my eye was her rear hole clenched tight as hell and her pussy lips quivering.
The back hole that barely reacted even to tongue play was now tensed to the limit.
"Lower your upper body. Keep your ass up."
"What? If I do that..."
Dorothy's grumpy glare shot over her shoulder.
But the instant our eyes met, hers slid shyly downward.
Her face was beet red—no illusion there.
"Any reason you can't?"
Obviously, that pose naturally relaxes the ass muscles.
In other words, it doubled the effort to hold back the fountain show.
"...Twenty-seven minutes left."
She couldn't bring herself to voice the reason.
Docilely, she lowered her torso while keeping her ass raised high.
Was this the thrill of taming an unruly spitfire?
Anyway, no more time to waste—my hand reached out.
I didn't go straight for the erogenous zones like some amateur.
That would've been risky.
There was a saying: Haste makes waste.
If Dorothy did something embarrassing before surrendering verbally, she'd have nothing left to lose.
Once thirty minutes passed, it'd just be her revenge-dildo deflowering my ass.
Right now, the goal was to slowly corner her until she begged for mercy.
"Hngh...!"
My fingertips lightly raked her ass cheek.
Just a feather-light graze, and I could see goosebumps ripple as she swallowed a moan.
Slowly kneading her entire ass like with a brush, my hand naturally slipped between her thighs.
Her ass trembled with every firm press.
Just like she'd done to me, I launched a mental assault.
"You're reacting way better now."
"Shut your trap?"
"Cutest I've ever seen you."
"You're a total sadist, huh? Hnngh...!"
Pressing the plump cushions around her pussy made her waist visibly shudder.
Now what? I pondered—then doubted my eyes.
Drip.
A single drop of liquid hit the sheet.
Already? I glanced up, but her asshole was still dry and clenched tight.
Instead, the thin slit just below glistened with fresh, vivid pink folds slicker than ever—even more than when I'd salivated over her clit earlier.
Which meant this droplet was pussy juice.
"Hm...?"
Totally unexpected.
I'd only planned for Dorothy to surrender voluntarily to save face.
But pussy juice before any real foreplay?
Time to stay rational.
Thinking back to her sadistic queen mode just moments ago, getting off in 'this situation' was weird.
So either the position change did it, or it was just old lube leaking out at the perfect time.
Was it really?
Cautiously, I raised one finger and slid it between her quivering petals into the narrow gap.
"Hnnngh...!"
Hot vaginal walls clamped down from all sides the instant the intruder entered.
Pussy juice pooled so thick it was a miracle it hadn't overflowed.
Dorothy slammed her face into the bed and bit the sheet to muffle her moan.
This was utterly different from the iron-willed Dorothy of moments ago.
To confirm, I hooked my finger like a claw.
Feeling the strain in my knuckles from how tightly she gripped, I scraped her G-spot.
"Haaahngh...!"
Her reaction intensified.
I could even see the dam she desperately held back loosen then snap shut.
"No way."
Astounded, I snorted loud enough for her to hear.
Nothing more convincing than the source's reaction.
"Even perverts don't get off in a situation like this."
For cross-verification, I pulled out and shifted to her clit—which had barely reacted before.
I'd never fingered her depths before, so maybe she was just super sensitive inside?
"Eek!"
The weird hiccup sound hit the instant my fingertip grazed her clit.
A pitch higher than any noise she'd made before echoed muffled from under the sheets.
Just a light tap, and her clit twitched wildly.
Her pussy lips pumped out fresh juice.
Drip drip.
The nectar beaded at the tip fell like autumn dew from a chestnut burr.
A few drops rolled toward her pubes, hanging like dewdrops on a spiderweb.
"Dorothy?"
"......"
Dorothy, who'd fired back at every taunt.
Now she buried her face in the bed like a terrified turkey, silent.
But she couldn't hide her pussy lips soaking right in front of me... or the tips of her ears glowing crimson through her ash-gray hair.
I knew it in my gut.
Fuck, jackpot.
This war's already won.