Chapter 10
Chapter 10
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 10
Chapter Title: Kirke's Hidden Fetish
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Current Desired Play: Rape Sex While Restrained
I kneaded Kirke's breasts for a good long while.
Part of it was to get her used to the pleasure.
But mostly, it just felt that good.
'These are truly national treasure-level tits you never get tired of groping.'
The softness filling my hands was straight out of a fantasy.
They had the perfect weight and shape, like the gods themselves had sculpted them by hand.
'And her panting reactions are so damn hot, I can't hold back.'
The greatest mage whom no one dared touch.
The Great Witch, shrouded in rumors with her true identity a mystery.
A beauty with a voluptuous figure optimized for pregnancy, who could kill a nobody like me with a flick of her finger.
"Ah... hnng... ♥ Feels so gooood... ♥"
"Prefer it here over your breasts?"
"Hng... Breasts feel good too... Everything feels good... aaang ♥"
She was moaning like a bitch in heat as I pleasured her.
Just that fact alone sent thrills down my spine.
'Can any beauty have a body this slutty?'
Her curves were perfectly designed to get a man hard.
Her smooth skin glistened with sweat.
Every time pleasure hit, her thighs instinctively fidgeted.
And between them, her panties were already soaked with her juices.
'Time to target her pussy.'
After kissing and tit play, she was drowning in pleasure.
She wouldn't resist no matter how I handled her pussy now.
"Ha-ut...! N-not, not there...!"
I gently rubbed her pussy over her panties with my fingers.
Already wet, they slipped between her folds with the lightest touch.
Her distinct cameltoe stood out sharp and clear.
"Already soaking your panties like this. So slutty."
"Eut...! That's 'cause you kept groping my tits... haang!"
"Normal girls don't get this wet from that."
"R-really?"
A lie, of course.
The pleasure amplification magic sped things up, sure.
But even the most insensitive woman would get soaked from prolonged teasing like that.
"Obviously. It's 'cause Kirke's body is so slutty."
"N-no, it's not... ha-eut!"
I kept rubbing her pussy, hiding all that.
Teasing her through the fabric with my fingertips.
Her body twitched and writhed with every stroke.
Her panties were drenched now, like they'd been dunked in water.
"Guess I'll take these off too."
The black panties slid down her smooth thighs and calves.
She'd blushed just from being in her underwear moments ago.
Now she didn't resist at all as I stripped her bare.
'She's too lost in pleasure to even think about it.'
Her pussy drenched in her own juices.
Her pink nipples stiff on the breasts I'd fondled.
Her body just trembled helplessly from the ecstasy.
"Haa... haa..."
I tossed the black panties aside. They hit the floor with a wet splat from all the arousal soaking them.
Only then did Kirke realize she was completely naked, not a stitch on her, and her face flushed red.
"Ah..."
Her eyes wavered in panic.
But her aroused body wouldn't let her cover up.
Her pure white nude form was breathtaking, like a goddess carved from marble.
I laid Kirke down on the bed.
This was her room, her bed, her pillows.
But the first night was fully under my control.
I gave her a moment to catch her breath, then gently stroked her earlobe.
"Eek!"
Even that made her jolt.
Her body was hypersensitive from the teasing and magic.
"Feeling a bit more clear-headed?"
"Y-yeah..."
Kirke nodded timidly.
She didn't look a day over her apparent age, let alone 300+.
Her reactions were pure newlywed bride gazing up at her beloved groom.
'She's ridiculously cute.'
The man who'd given her such intense pleasure?
The Great Witch was starting to feel faint submission and affection toward him.
Women easily mistook physical ecstasy for love.
A female instinct to accept a superior male.
And Kirke the witch was following that path to the letter.
'Part of me wants to slam my cock in and fill her womb with cum right now. But popping the Great Witch's cherry deserves more than a quick fuck.'
She wasn't some village girl.
Deflowering the Great Witch was a once-in-a-lifetime event.
"Kirke panting from pleasure is too pretty. Or should I say adorable?"
"I told you to stop saying embarrassing stuff like that..."
I leaned over her demure form on the bed and gave her a soft kiss.
More a loving peck than a full makeout.
Was that hint of disappointment from no tongue my imagination?
"Kirke, can you raise your arms and put your hands behind your head?"
"L-like this?"
She obeyed perfectly.
Exposing her delicious naked body in full.
Her perky, perfectly shaped breasts.
Her smooth, sweat-glistened belly, navel, and armpits.
And her still-tight pussy, dripping wet.
'A truly fantastical body.'
My fingertips brushed her secret place.
"Eek...! Th-there...!"
I gently stroked her pussy.
Teasing the warm, slick inner folds made her go wild.
"Ah...! Haang ♥ No, stop...! Euhng...!"
"Gotta loosen this up for sex. You know that."
"S-still... it feels too good... ahn!"
I curled my fingers, pressing firmly inside.
Kirke thrashed like a fish out of water.
Even hypersensitive, this reaction was extreme.
The pleasure amp was working overtime.
"Kirke, quit squirming or I can't finger you properly."
"C-can't... body moves on its own... haat!"
Her bucking hips made it hard to keep fingering her.
I finally grabbed her outstretched wrists with one hand, pinning them down.
"Ah, ah..."
First time feeling a man's weight and strength pinning her, probably.
She could magic her way out, but I wouldn't give her the chance.
-Chup! Chup! Chup! Chup! Chup! Chup!
"Aheuk! Euk! Ahhat...! Haaak...!"
Kirke could barely speak, hips bucking wildly.
Her thighs flailed desperately, but no escape.
"N-no more... ah... something's coming...! Ha-eut...!"
Suddenly, her back arched like a bow.
Her pussy and hips quivered as she hit a light climax.
'Not ending it there.'
I plunged my fingers back into her sopping pussy, faster than before.
"W-wait...! Can't...! Just came... euhhhng...!"
-Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
Her gushing juices made lewd squelching sounds fill the air.
Now that's a proper pussy.
"Heet! Hic! Haang! Hwat...! Why again...! N-now...!"
Full-on fingering had her shaking her head frantically.
"No! No! No! Stop that! Please...!"
Tears welled up as she begged me to stop.
Her gorgeous face softened my resolve... not one bit.
'Fucking hot.'
But push too far, and it'd turn from pleasure to pain.
I eased off, lightly groping her breasts while precisely hitting her pussy's sweet spots.
"Hwaaaaaang...!"
A moan bursting with pure ecstasy and bliss.
To endure it—or from the climax—Kirke's thighs stretched taut, toes curling tight.
Her pussy spasmed wildly.
-Splurt! Spuuurt!
She squirted hard.
The real deal, female ejaculation.
'Squirting on the first night? She's got talent.'
Kirke's body shuddered violently before collapsing limp.
Exhausted from the aftershocks.
"Haa... hwaa..."
Her dazed eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.
Each ragged breath made her huge tits bounce up and down.
The sheets between her legs were utterly soaked with her juices.
'Her reactions were so good, I kinda overdid it...'
"......♥"
That blissed-out, spaced-out expression said she was fine.
Pure female lost in pleasure.
'...An unexpected kink.'
The erogenous zones made sense—I'd focused on some, avoided others to develop.
But bondage and rape play? Never saw that coming.
Did she like being forced?
'No way she knew about this play before. Did my wrist-grab fingering awaken it?'
Restraining her while fingering her had hit the spot, apparently.
'Makes sense. Prideful women often love this stuff.'
The prouder they are, the less they want to admit surrendering to pleasure.
They resist even when it feels good, but that gets in the way.
Tie 'em up, and they get even hornier, fully immersed.
'It's not their fault—they're bound and forced.'
That mental safety net lets them be honest with their ecstasy.
'Looks like our Great Witch loves being taken by force.'
At over 300 years old, constantly submitting to a 20-something human might chafe her pride otherwise.
'Now that I know, no reason not to use it.'
If we're doing first-night sex, might as well make it peak pleasure.
"Kirke."
"Y-yeah?"
I cast the restraint spell immediately.
Shackles like for a prisoner clamped on, fixing her arms above her head to the bed.
"Wh-what is this...?"
"Tying you down so you can't move before we get serious."
"Wh-what do you mean! Release me right now!"
Kirke's face hardened as she spoke, but I didn't miss it.
Her eyes wavered, and her pussy twitched harder.