Chapter 35
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Creampie Sex with Pussy Slave No. 2 to Get Her Pregnant
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Looking at the virgin pussy I'd turned into a full-grown woman's thanks to my cock somehow felt great.
It was like the thrill of winning a diploma and trophy back in school as a kid, then proudly displaying them at home.
Of course..., I'd never actually won any diplomas or trophies myself, so it was just a figure of speech.
The bedsheets were soaked and stained with blood from her ruptured hymen.
Later, I'd have the pussy slaves wash them.
I held the college girl tight in my arms and started pistoning into her little by little.
She freaked out in terror, but in the end, she had no choice but to submit to my superior strength.
"Ahhk, hkk..., it huuurts.... St-stop.... Hnngk.... It huuurts.... Hwwk..., hkk.... Sniff.... Pl-please, have merccy...."
"Haa..., virgin pussy clamping down like crazy. Nice. Feels so good. I'm cumming! Cumming inside! Creampie time! Get pregnant! Get knocked up, pussy slave!!"
"...Y-yes...? W-wait a sec. ...Wh-what?
...R-right! Come to think of it, the condom...! Where's the condom...?!
Wh-why...?! This is the apocalypse...!
Pr-pregnancy...?! That's ridiculous...!
...N-no...!! No pregnancy...!!!
Hwwk, no way I'm getting pregnant...!!!
Pregnant in the apocalypse...!!"
"Shut up! A pussy slave's job is just to please my cock and pop out babies left and right! Kraaah! Here it cuuums!!"
- *Splurt splurt spluuurt spluuuurt!* -
"...No! ...Nooooo!"
"Yes you will! From now on, my pussy slaves' wombs won't get a break—they'll keep getting pregnant nonstop! You'll birth babies non-stop until your wombs give out!"
I pumped thick ropes of my semen deep into the college girl as she wailed that she couldn't get pregnant.
Something thick and sticky oozed and pulsed from her pussy,
and feeling her lower belly fill up made her face twist in utter despair.
I grinned wickedly and pressed my cockhead right up against her womb entrance,
making sure even more cum flooded straight inside to guarantee impregnation.
"Hnnngk..., hwwk..., I can't get pregnant....
Hwwk..., it's a death flag.... I can't....
Hwwk.... Sniff.... Hkk.... Hnnngk.... Sniff...."
"What bullshit. It's a flag for new hope.
The baby gets born, end credits roll...,
a happy ending. You don't know that?
Sex, pregnancy, birth—they're all messages of hope, kid.
Doesn't the author bitch know that? No wonder it flopped...."
"Hkk..., nnngk.... Hnng.... Nng....
Mooom.... Mooom.... Waaah.... Hkk....
Nng..., heee.... Moooom.... Hnng...."
"...Seriously, what grown woman cries for her mommy?
Tsk tsk. Tighten that pussy more. You're gonna have to get good at this from now on.
You were a virgin just now, and it's already loosening up? Unacceptable.
You're gonna learn a ton from watching Pussy Slave No. 1."
I ignored her bawling and blasted several more creampies into her pussy.
I'd always liked treating things as a done deal.
And what seals the deal better than planting a baby?
A bit of time passed,
and once her sobbing calmed down a little, I tossed out a question.
"Hey. You like pure love stories? You said you were an author."
"...Hwwk, ...hnnngk. ...Wh-what, ...all of a sudden...?"
"Tch, do you or don't you? Your Master's asking. Answer me."
"...Y-yeah, I do. Hkk.... Sniff...."
"Nice. Looks like we already have something in common. I love 'em too. The kind where she obediently bears kids."
"......? ...Huh? ...P-pure love isn't..., ...th-that's just a pun, a meme.... A joke...."
The college girl whined and tried to argue,
but I stuck to my own definition of pure love stories.
How much do I love pure love?
The obedient baby-making kind.
A true genre that fights low birth rates.
'I'm the ultimate pure love guy of this era!'
That's why I'd become a man who practiced pure love for real.
First, get these two pussy slaves knocked up with pure love babies....
Then turn Pussy Slave No. 1's little sister into No. 3 and do the same....
'Kuh, my life's pure love paradise.'
And that's exactly how it felt.
If someone wrote my life story, it'd be tagged as pure love for sure.
My life demands the pure love tag.
'...Someday, if I write my autobiography..., I'll tag it pure love for sure....'
No man fit the pure love vibe better than me.
As I kept creampieing the new Pussy Slave No. 2,
I put her through the full baby-making routine for 'pure love.'
Ah..., these days even movies and dramas shoot behind-the-scenes making-of films...,
maybe I should film this, but nah, too much hassle.
Didn't wanna pull out of her pussy.
Next time maybe....
Pussy Slave No. 2 kept sniffling and sobbing nonstop,
but she didn't resist or fight back, which was nice.
Earlier she said she was introverted and shy...,
but yeah, she seemed way milder and more docile than Hye-jeong. Super pliable.
Like, the type you scare once, break her spirit, and then she's yours to mold?
Anyway, she had that innocent, gullible slave vibe—perfect for using and abusing.
I liked it.
"Haht..., ut...♡ Stooop♡ H-how long are you gonna...♡ Heht♡ N-no, hate it...♡ Ut, haht...♡"
"Oh..., finally some proper slutty moans from a girl.... Starting to feel good now, huh? Not just pain anymore...?"
"......"
"Kuhuhu..., guess I nailed it.... Yeah.... I'll let you enjoy a bit more, then tuck you in. Don't worry."
I dumped over 20 more loads into Pussy Slave No. 2's fresh pussy.
Originally planned to go past 30 till my balls were empty...,
but her pussy was swelling up huge, and she'd already passed out, so I took pity.
"Mm, that'll do for today..., guess I should sleep too...."
To train the pussy slaves, I bound their bodies tight with SM bondage ropes, shoved dildos in their pussies, and crashed out.
The next afternoon.
I'd fucked Pussy Slave No. 2 and passed out late, so I woke up past noon.
I cracked my eyes open just a slit, pretending to sleep, and checked on the pussy slaves without moving.
They were still bound in the SM ropes with dildos jammed in their pussies...,
trembling as they chatted away.
"...S-so, sis, you've been like this for the past ten days...? Ut♡"
"Yeah..., Master's been at me since ten days ago..., ut♡ Ten days right?
July 1st, so today makes July 11th since the clock ticked over?
Day eleven. Yeah, whatever.... Hnngt♡
Sorry to drag you into this, but I'm so glad you're here....
Yesterday I thought my pussy was gonna rip apart...,
that monster cock's too much for me alone now....
Sorry, but help share the load.... Ut♡
Look how swollen my pussy is from thirty rounds yesterday....
Yours too, right...? I've been taking this for ten days straight.... Haa...."
"...Y-you must've had it rough, sis...."
"Yeah..., pretty much..., ...thanks for the sympathy, Seo-yeon.
Huu..., but in this zombie world, safety's guaranteed..., ut♡
So now I just roll with it.... Master has that summoning power for supplies...."
"Right, yeah.... That was so cool. Master being an Awakener...."
"Huh...? What's an Awakener...?"
"Aw-Awakeners are those who show up in times like this...,
you know, the classic cliché types....
Ah..., it's a long explanation....
Ah..., not that I'm some otaku or anything....
So like..., th-that.... Hnngt♡ Ut♡ Dildo♡"
"...Seo-yeon? Calm down. Breathe and explain."
"Ah, y-yes.... Y-yesterday I asked Master if it was an Awakening power...,
he didn't say much..., ut♡
So I figured he was an Awakener.... And normally in...,
apocalypses like this, Awakeners pop up...,
it's national rule in our webnovels...."
It was pleasant listening to the two chatter while I faked sleep,
but my throat was parched and stomach growling, so I stirred and sat up. Their voices cut off instantly.
"...Mm, looks like my two pussy slaves are already getting along...?"
"...Y-you're awake? ...Master? ...We were just introducing ourselves, Seo-yeon and me.
Were we too loud...? S-sorry. For disturbing your sleep.... Um...."
"Nah, not really? I'm fine.
I like when girls chatter softly by my side.
Like baby birds chirping.
Especially if they're my pussy slaves.
...Why are you acting so meek today, though?"
"...Huh? Me...?"
"Yeah. 'Cause Pussy Slave No. 2's here?"
"...N-no. ...Not at all...."
"Hmmm..., whatever, ...come here.
I'll untie the ropes. ...Go make food."
"...Y-yes...."
I untied the ropes that had bound the two pussy slaves all night.
Once free, they stretched their stiff limbs, rolling shoulders and shaking out their bodies.
Hye-jeong remembered my order and hurried off to cook...,
and Pussy Slave No. 2 smartly followed to help.