Chapter 590
Chapter 590
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 590
Chapter Title: Five Hours of Total Surrender
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1.
Five full hours had passed since he'd completely subdued Dorothy and plunged into full-on sex.
"Hah...! Haah...! Ah...! Heuk!"
Gripping two thick locks of her disheveled hair like reins instead of actual ones, Siwoo was savoring Dorothy's pussy from behind in doggy style.
-Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
Siwoo's body was slick from the intense workout, Dorothy's from her endless orgasms.
Their sweat-soaked skin clung together as if they'd each been doused with a bucket of oil.
One look at her wide, childbearing hips, perfectly matched plump ass, and juicy thighs made it clear: Dorothy's body was even more fuckable than he'd imagined.
When he slammed his cock deep into her leaky sprinkler of a pussy, their skin slid deliciously against each other.
And when he buried himself to the hilt, pressing his pubic bone tight against her drenched ass cheeks, the blissful suction felt like it could pull his balls right inside her.
But Dorothy's slutty highlights didn't end there.
-Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Eugh...! Urgh...!"
The sound wasn't coming from where he was thrusting—it was the heavy, meaty thwacks from her chest.
More precisely, the rhythmic clapping of her two massive, pendulous tits swinging and smacking together.
No ordinary big tits could do that, and they had to be exceptionally soft to boot.
Her whole body glistened with sweat, but her breasts were absolutely caked in dried cum, making the slaps even wetter and stickier.
Every time he came and his dick went soft, he'd wipe the leftover jizz off on her tits for cleanup—and revival.
The sensation of those floppy, overflowing tits—one too big for even her hands to fully grasp—wrapping tenderly around his hypersensitive post-nut cock was like the ultimate aphrodisiac.
"Haahng... Hng...! Hng...!"
Boosted by the cheering of her breasts, he'd already creampied her four times.
By the second one, Dorothy was half-conscious and couldn't put up any real resistance.
Pounding her senseless like this felt so good he could do it all day...
-Smack!
"Lady Dorothy."
But when he slapped her ass hard and called her name...
"Uh, uuuuhng...! Huuung...! Ah...! Hah...!"
The haughty Dorothy mooed like a cow, letting out sweet, pathetic whimpers.
Her cries were messy, laced with snotty nasal tones and ragged breaths.
But that's what made it so satisfying—the rush of masculine superiority and conquest.
-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Heuk...! Hek...! Hek...! Just... a little gentler..."
Her ass was covered in bright red handprints because even after just a few minutes post-spank, her whimpers turned back to normal moans.
"I'm gonna cum."
"Haaang... Yeah... Yeah?"
Another climax building.
"Again...? Again...? N-No...! Stop already...!"
Dorothy had been reduced to a babbling mess under the carpet-bombing of her pussy, but the moment she heard "gonna cum," she snapped awake in panic.
She tried kicking Siwoo's knees with her heels to push him out.
"If you cum again, I'll die...! Heuk...! I'm already dying here...!"
No matter that it was for "healing"—the pleasure he inflicted bordered on violence.
She knew from fighting him firsthand.
Muscles more efficient than an Olympic gold medalist's, insane physical prowess, bottomless stamina, and a cock size that dwarfed most monster dildos.
Redirecting all that raw power into sex was devastating, as Dorothy had learned the hard way.
Even if she'd pinned him down with teasing foreplay, once the main event started, she'd end up the same.
And the ecstasy from his magic-charged cumshots? Drug-like. Beyond normal sex.
After four of those, plus nonstop multi-orgasms leaving her groggy, Dorothy summoned every last ounce of strength to crawl away on her belly, trying to shake him off.
But with her hair gripped like reins, and him doggedly following, escape was impossible.
Their physical gap was vast.
"At least... let me rest a bit... Heuk...!"
"I'll let you rest after this one."
"No, no...! I can't...! It's too much...! I admitted defeat...! I mooed like a cow...! Just once, please...!"
To dodge another creampie, she had no choice but to beg pathetically.
It wasn't exaggeration.
Even setting aside how good it felt, one more would fry her brain from overload.
"Hmm..."
Siwoo's hips suddenly halted.
Sensing a chance for negotiation, Dorothy seized her sliver of hope and pleaded desperately.
"Haa, haa... Y-Yeah. Good thinking. What do you want? Tits? You just lie back, I'll do it, okay? Pull out first, let's talk."
Tears welled in her eyes; she wasn't acting. She'd already cried for real several times.
"Feels like something's missing... Plus, you surrendered to me. A titjob with no extras feels too generous."
"Ugh..."
Siwoo was so sweet outside the bedroom, but inside? A ruthless sadist.
Winning dirty, forcing cow impressions, spanking her ass freely, using her tits as a cum rag post-nut.
And now conditions on not creampieing elsewhere?
She had a litany of complaints, but she was the desperate one.
"F-Fine. What do I have to do?"
After agreeing to every sleazy demand already, pride was a luxury she couldn't afford.
Just catching her breath during this awkward chat brought massive relief.
"Then I'll cum here instead."
"Heuk!"
But relief was short-lived.
Her face paled as his finger prodded her asshole.
She wiggled her fat cheeks desperately to shake him off.
"No! I said not there...!"
True to the biggest perv she'd ever met, he'd eyed her backdoor the whole time.
And amid the chaos, she'd desperately guarded its purity.
Dorothy was no virgin to kinky stuff.
She'd given and received oral during foreplay.
But never even a finger back there.
Considering his girth and length, she couldn't imagine taking it.
"Guess I have no choice. Creampie it is."
"Heuk! Hnng! Hnaaang...!"
The second she refused, her head snapped back.
Siwoo yanked the reins and resumed pounding.
She'd been crawling like a defeated frog; now her thighs splayed wide as he mounted her again.
-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
The brief rest had dulled her sensitivity for a moment, but her mind fogged right back up.
Her body ignited anew, as if it had never stopped.
"Hiuuuk...!!!"
She tried resisting the pleasure, but it was futile.
Fifteen seconds after restart, she came ridiculously easily.
It was like he held the remote to her orgasms.
"O-Okay...! Hnng...! Okay, just stop for a sec...!"
"Wasting more time?"
"Not...! Wasting...! Hng...! I'll let you in...! Back there...!"
Her inner thighs cramped from the overstimulation; teary-eyed begging finally halted his hips.
"For real?"
"Y-Yeah... B-But just put it in at the end and cum? No thrusting... That's too much..."
"Hmm..."
That monster cock pistoning back there like this? Death.
Another creampie like this? Also death.
This was the compromise—the line she couldn't cross.
"In exchange..."
Siwoo dangled conditions, as expected.
By the end, Dorothy felt heat flooding her ears from sheer embarrassment.
She'd sensed it from the weird demands, but he was way more perverted than she'd thought.
Her jaw trembled in shock.
"Y-You... What the hell do you think I am...?"
"A cute little milk cow."
"Kuh..."
Dorothy clamped her mouth shut.
Her image was already trashed after everything.
Nothing left to salvage.
Her pale hands spread her cheeks wide.
Her plumpness had hidden it even in doggy, but now her petals gaped obscenely.
She hadn't minded him licking it earlier, but exposing it now was mortifying—especially with what came next.
"W-We're... h-hoo...! Doing a one-plus-one... event right now..."
Siwoo's demand: a sales pitch.
Begging for a backdoor creampie herself.
Cows mean milk. Milk means buy-one-get-one.
A casual promo line mixed with sex was degenerately hot.
"No more creampies up front... Heuk...! Take my anal virginity too..."
Her ears beet-red, hole twitching, fingers shaking, voice quivering from humiliation.
"Good enough...? Hurry, pull out, stop moving... Haaaang...!"
She couldn't take more.
Or rather, she didn't want him to.
He pinned her down harder and ramped up.
-Schluck! Schluck!
"W-Wait...! What are you doing... Haaang...!"
Even after her shameful line, he thrust harder; Dorothy flailed visibly.
Her pussy clenched in pre-orgasm spasms as a bonus.
"I said... the back... Not the front..."
"Sorry, too horny to stop."
He couldn't time it perfectly, but three seconds pre-climax, he flooded her depths.
-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
"No... Ah..."
No time to rage; Dorothy sighed in resignation.
As thick cum soaked in, her body shuddered.
Pavlov's dog—conditioned now for the post-cum bliss.
"You... just you wait... Haaaaang...!"
-Zing!
The fifth magic amplification hit.
Mouth agape, body convulsing, Dorothy couldn't even moan properly before blacking out.