Chapter 659
Chapter 659
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 659
Chapter Title: Exposed (5)
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Sword Witch, Rinne Samakiel.
A noble aura that anyone would unanimously describe as a princess with a rather fierce glint in her eyes.
If she had been born a mere human in the past, her world-shattering beauty would have been enough to topple two or three kingdoms.
Even if the price for sleeping with her was death, men from all corners of the world would line up for the chance.
And if it meant indulging in anal sex to one's heart's content—not just any ordinary sex—even a renowned monk deep in meditation at an Indian temple might mutter, "My life for that ass? Worth it," and squeeze into the middle of the line.
-Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!
"……."
But what Si-woo felt as he thrust vigorously into Rinne's rear entrance was profound bewilderment.
Was it because it didn't feel good?
No.
There was no way this body wouldn't feel incredible.
Even though their position—pressed so tightly together that there was no gap between them—limited his range of motion, it had its own unique charm.
Cushioning, for one.
First, the frightening elasticity against his pubic bone where they met.
He had vaguely sensed it when touching her with his hands, but Rinne's ass was top-tier perfection.
Not overly large, but packed with substance.
The kind he wanted to smack hard with his palm and watch jiggle while savoring the sharp slapping sounds.
But that wasn't the only appeal point for Rinne.
Her anal, welcoming a cock for the first time in her life, offered a flavor entirely different from any other hole he had tasted before.
If rating it on the anal guide, it would get three stars.
A hole with superb texture, worth getting arrested in a public city just to sample.
-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"……."
At first, it was all tightness.
Forcing his way into an untrained hole meant even with plenty of oil slathered on, it was quite the workout.
But after five minutes of marinating every chewy, springy wrinkle with sweet-scented oil by shoving his cock in.
And another ten minutes of his hips pistoning away until Rinne's heels began twitching in response, things started to change.
Rinne's anus was no longer the aloof princess on a lofty castle wall, scorning men with a stoic expression.
It had fallen into ruin, sold to a brothel, and transformed into a courtesan stripping her clothes and seducing male patrons.
It sucked him in greedily the more he pushed, and clung tenaciously when he pulled back, refusing to let go.
"……."
This was exactly where Si-woo's bewilderment came in.
At this point, there was no need to complain about the awkward position or lack of foreplay.
Rinne's rear, which had served only as a vestigial organ for so long, had already embraced its new role of pleasing his cock.
With it taking him so deep, moving with him, and unconsciously twitching to squeeze him tight, some kind of reaction was only natural.
Her face flushing, breath quickening, legs going weak, or letting out a soft sigh.
Or stubbornly pretending to be unfazed in the face of undeniable pleasure, insisting, "I can't admit that this filthy hole feels good!"
"Is it over?"
"Ah, not yet."
But Rinne remained astonishingly unresponsive and expressionless.
It wasn't surprising that she endured the pain of forceful penetration with detachment—Si-woo had confirmed her endurance multiple times during their sparring.
But to maintain the same attitude even against pleasure?
This wasn't the time for such casual thoughts, but her reaction oddly scratched at his male pride.
Maybe some witches just had no sensitivity in their asses, and Rinne was one of them?
It was simply confusing.
Meanwhile, Si-woo's body was reacting regardless of his will.
Of course, he was avoiding inhaling her scent entirely.
Even so, the pleasure Rinne provided was overwhelmingly sweet.
The omnipotence of dominating such a body at will.
The twisted immorality of being the first to claim her virgin anal.
The thrill from the gap of her rigidly prim demeanor yielding her rear so obediently.
The bizarre disconnect of ravishing an unresponsive opponent like some hypnosis app victim.
His heart pounded faster, his cock throbbed incessantly inside the slick mucosa, driving him mad.
His breathing grew ragged, self-control slipping away bit by bit.
"Vulgar beast."
Si-woo, panting from mere pleasure, must have looked repulsive to her.
She gazed up at him with eyes colder than during their sparring that day.
"……."
Only Si-woo was getting overly excited, hanging himself in the noose, while Rinne merely accommodated him.
It felt subtly humiliating.
The only similar case was Lurye, but even compared to her, Rinne was odd.
Lurye simply lacked awareness of sexual sensation, converting all stimulation to "tickling," so she fell quickly with a bit of effort. But Rinne was...
Like swinging a beginner's sword at a boss the developers designed to be unclimbable.
Could she really have no sensitivity at all?
In truth, it might benefit Si-woo if she couldn't feel pleasure.
At least she wouldn't push for more sex just because she liked the sensation, after failing to amplify his mana waves or whatever.
Still, after taking all those beatings in their last spar, he wanted to vent some frustration this way, only for it to be completely blocked off.
That felt unfair.
But right now, there was nothing he could do.
Si-woo gripped her shoulders like handles and shook his hips in the same position they started.
-Squelch! Slurp! Smooch!
Rinne's chewy, slick rear entrance, vividly felt even through the glistening oil.
With her breath steady and mouth shut tight, the lewd squelching sounds rang out especially loud.
The moment he thrust all the way in, forcing her up onto tiptoes.
-Sluuuurp!
"……."
For the first time, a reaction came from Rinne's otherwise still body.
The first thing noticeable was her perky breasts, the tips crowned with pale pink areolas.
Unlike at the start, her nipples stood erect, as if begging to be touched.
Her body was responding.
She must be holding back the pleasure, right?
Unable to contain his curiosity, Si-woo spoke up.
Best to ask the person herself.
"Master. How does it feel?"
"One more tongue slip, and..."
"No, I don't mean anything weird. It's just strange that there's no reaction at all."
"...Irritating."
"And besides that?"
"Annoying. Finish quickly."
Irritating, huh.
Well, with this massive thing shoved into a hole that struggled with even a single finger, that was fair...
But before she could say more, he slid the hand from her shoulder toward her chest.
He grabbed her modest breast.
He had an excuse.
Her goal was to cater to his tastes and induce mana fluctuations.
If this was his taste, that settled it.
After giving up her ass, she wouldn't balk at a little breast play.
"Oh."
Small or not, a breast was a breast.
Soft and jiggly.
The hard nub pressing into his palm confirmed her nipples were indeed fully erect—not just his imagination.
So she was feeling it after all.
Rinne stared blankly at the back of his hand before turning her head to look up at him.
Her eyes screamed, "What the hell are you doing?" It was intimidating.
"Sorry."
As Si-woo sheepishly tried to pull away, Rinne spoke curtly.
"Doesn't matter. If it's part of your filthy tastes."
As expected, she wouldn't act like a total slave, but she seemed fine with breast fondling.
Then, no holding back—he'd explore her body more thoroughly.
He kneaded the soft, jiggly mound, pinching the nipple firmly between thumb and forefinger.
Chewy like jelly, yet surprisingly firm.
-Twitch
When he tweaked it lightly, her ass responded too.
It clenched around the base of his cock once, then released.
Her body showed clear reactions, yet Rinne herself remained utterly unresponsive.
"……."
This time, he flicked one nipple rapidly with his fingertip while pinching the other repeatedly.
-Twitch twitch twitch
This was kinda fun.
Flicking got little response, but pinching made her anus squeeze tight each time.
As if her nipples were the switch for her clenching.
And judging by the reactions alone, her sensitivity was excellent.
-Sluuuuuurp!!
Suddenly, the rebound against his pubic bone intensified.
Looking down, her ass cheeks clenched inward tightly.
Goosebumps prickled her skin, and the nipple he'd been twisting in his fingers stiffened even more.
Nipple switch broken, her rear contracting and relaxing wildly on its own.
The mucosa began vibrating like waves, pressing taut against his cock and spasming intermittently.
From his past samples, this was a definite precursor to climax.
"……."
But Rinne merely drew a small, uneasy breath, as if her breathing was off.
She still seemed utterly unfazed.
Rinne's sudden intense counterattack.
With no prior reactions, Si-woo wasn't prepared and got caught off guard.
He couldn't hold back his ejaculation any longer.
"Ugh...!"
-Spurt! Spluuurt!
His swollen cock twitched violently, spewing thick white semen.
Waves of cum spread deep inside Rinne's belly.
An enormous load fired into the seamless seal between his cock and her clinging mucosa.
"Wow..."
Her outward appearance gave no hint of this lascivious premium ass.
Even after cumming, it sucked greedily with vivid suction.
The quivering hole urged him back to erection before his spent one could even soften.
His legs went weak on their own.
"Put me down."
As he basked in the afterglow, an irritated voice cut in.
Now he noticed Rinne's feet dangling limply.
In the moment of climax, he'd slammed his hips forward with full force, and with his knees slightly extended, her body had lifted off the ground, leaving her barely on tiptoes.
"S-Sorry."
Si-woo, flustered from his first time trying this, lowered her carefully and withdrew his cock gingerly.
But even this wasn't simple.
-Zluuuuuurp! Pop!
After all that pounding, a brief rest had made it incredibly tight again.
When he finally pulled out, a trickle of semen streamed down the back of her thigh.
Hardly even a fraction of what he'd actually shot, since it had all been sucked right back in.
He admitted defeat.
No idea what was going on, but this round was Si-woo's complete loss.
No.
Maybe it was for the best?
It felt that way, but his chest felt stuffy regardless.
Ignoring her dejected cock, Rinne inspected her own body briskly.
Then she stood squarely before Si-woo again.
"Get it up again. More."
He knew it wouldn't end after one round.
"...Understood."
That night, Rinne never showed even a single sign of faltering.
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