Chapter 255
Chapter 255
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 255
Chapter Title: Bao (3)
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Consciousness returned to Bao, and she glared at me venomously.
"What, what are you gonna do about it."
Bao, who had her most important parts fully exposed, looked at me with utter confidence.
Her provocative smile, thighs spread wide with even her feet extended toward me—it only stirred my lust further.
"...You think if you pounce on me, I'll back down?"
She placed no value on her own body.
Sexual norms varied by culture, and Bao, having grown up wild as a baobab tree, was even more open about it.
"Ha, that's fucking hilarious. If that's what you thought, you're dead wrong. I'll win in the end anyway. Why don't you just whip it out and beg? I might even bounce on top for you."
I said nothing while Bao muttered on.
I yanked up her torn cadet uniform, and her breasts bounced out.
Bao's eyes narrowed in contempt.
Her long legs had just the right amount of plumpness in the thighs, stretched out like a model's—perfect to touch.
It felt just like tapping smooth tofu.
Tofu that never lost its shape, springy and soft with every prod.
'Never thought I'd feel desire for someone with such different skin tone.'
I stroked her straight, long black hair.
Much darker than her skin, it absorbed light beautifully, giving it a glossy sheen.
I pinched her cheek with my fingers. Bao's eyes twitched irritably.
"How long are you gonna grope me, you psycho?"
I ignored her curse-laced words. I'd heard so many curses that I'd built up immunity.
I flicked her erect nipple with a finger snap.
"Hnght."
Her breasts jiggled, and her thighs quivered side to side once.
Even her shapely round ass shaking just looked like an invitation for lewd sex.
She had no strength left to run anyway.
And I wasn't here to make love this time.
I reached out and slowly rubbed her navel.
"What the hell are you doing? If you're gonna use it, hurry up. None of this feels good anyway."
My finger slid lower, inch by inch.
Two finger-widths below her navel. I rubbed the spot where her erogenous zone lay.
"Ptooey."
Suddenly, spit hit my face.
I looked up to see Bao sneering arrogantly.
Even pinned with her thighs gripped and breasts bared, her personality never broke.
"Why? Isn't this good for you?"
"No idea how long you'll last like that. Just hold out as best you can."
"All that tough talk just makes you look desperate."
I didn't know how long her provocative smile would hold, but for now, I channeled lust qi into both hands.
Time for grafting.
I could call it handling my urges, but my real goal was to break her as much as possible.
This unbreakable national pillar. She'd fainted multiple times but never uttered a word of weakness. I needed to make her submit.
If pain wouldn't work, then pleasure.
Let's see how long she lasts.
I summoned mana and cast a spell to dampen surrounding noise.
"Don't scream too loud. You'll spread it everywhere if you moan that it feels good."
"As if. Why would I—"
I jabbed her lower abdomen.
My finger sank slightly into the flesh above her buttocks. Her womb quivered sharply under the pressure, and her eyes widened.
"—Eup!"
This wasn't battle, it was right before sex. In this situation, lust qi was an easy way to seize the upper hand.
Let's see how far she holds out.
Three times.
Poke, poke. Her ass bucked with each press.
"...Eut, ah!"
Her pussy was already getting slick. If she's dripping this much already, what now?
Her panties, barely held by a thread, turned transparent in an instant, revealing everything inside.
Love juices streamed from her tightly closed slit.
"You... what the fuck are you—"
Five times.
"...Hrubt."
Sensing something off, she curled her toes and twisted her waist.
She glared at me furiously.
"Dirty trick—let go! You psycho...!"
"It's nothing special, right?"
Seven times.
Bao's pants soaked through like a faucet left trickling. Fluids leaked from her pussy.
Pants drenched like fresh from the washer. I shoved my hand under her ass and yanked them off, making her hypersensitive body shudder.
"Ahw, ah. Ah. Ah."
"Can't hold out, huh."
"What... the fuck, you psycho—"
Eight times.
Her hands gripping the bedsheet tore right through it, stuffing spilling out.
"...Grut, haaak."
Her mental fortitude was impressive, though.
Byul, same S-rank and probably equal or superior, hadn't lasted this long.
Byul had screamed outright. Bao clenched her teeth, straining desperately to endure.
"...Ha, hngk, that all you got? Hn. Khrhk."
I rubbed her navel.
"Hngk."
Her whole body was feverish now; every touch sent shivers through her sex-crazed state.
She had no idea yet.
I hadn't even started foreplay.
"Look at yourself right now."
Clutching the bed tight. Her jaw trembled from grinding her teeth so hard, drool streamed down, tears welled in her eyes.
The more she held back, the more her face betrayed her state.
But Bao thought she was holding strong, tilting her quivering lips into a crescent and spitting provocations.
"Not a big dealhehe. Khrhk, for real."
Twelve times.
Her womb pounded like thunder.
"Nyahrut!"
She let out an inhuman cry, arching her back. Her pussy gushed like a faucet.
"Haa... haa."
Her body convulsed irregularly as she covered one eye with her arm, then peeked at me with the other.
Her dilated pupils hadn't recovered.
I stripped off her now-ragged panties.
Her ready pussy, primed for anything, squirted fluid at the slightest spread.
She lowered her hips like begging for fingers.
As if only a finger would satisfy her.
I leaned down, brushing her arm aside. Her flushed face filled my view completely.
"What."
I stimulated below simultaneously.
Fourteen times.
Bao's real-time meltdown was a sight to behold.
Her breaths burst out in dizzying gasps after holding back. Her tongue stuck out cat-like from her open mouth, then retracted as she eyed me.
Even her fierce expression was just empty snarling.
Now I got what Taeyang meant.
Female.
I pressed her forehead with my hand, and she squeezed her eyes shut.
"Hwahaha... hn."
One more convulsion.
Bao held back.
Three more.
Held.
"...Graa, haa, Lee. Si-heon, you...!"
Five more.
"I, I I."
Seven.
"Will win—"
That's when I dropped my pants.
No foreplay—I thrust straight into her pussy.
I barely moved my hips, but her heated depths clung greedily, pulling me deeper.
-Splurtch.
"...Grhaaaaaak!"
A pleasure-wrapped scream erupted from Bao.
-Thud!
I shoved her body.
Her head slammed against the wall.
-Crash!
The mattress shook violently. Her head banged the wall repeatedly, her back pressed flat against it.
Her body curled shrimp-like, completely pinned under mine.
This was what it felt like to deliberately break someone—to change them.
-Squelch!
Gushhhh.
She squirted honestly, body quaking.
"Aa... ah, aang! Ah...!"
Had she snapped back to reality? Did she realize she'd crossed a point of no return?
"Ah... hn, wait—"
Bao belatedly twisted, trying to escape my embrace.
"Wai... wait... hold on."
"Doesn't matter, right?"
"Aaa.... Doesn't, doesn't matter. Doesn't, but just waaiit."
Her mouth gaped triangularly as she stammered desperately.
I pulled her face into an embrace to silence her.
Tall as she was, she was still smaller than me, and her face small relative to her body.
Nestled against my chest, she weakly punched my shoulder.
I pistoned my hips relentlessly, and her body shuddered eagerly.
"...!...!?...!"
Muffled.
Speechless, she kept squirting.
If it was gonna end like this, why act so tough before?
I lifted her face and shoved fingers into her mouth.
Her gaping tongue was drenched in saliva, pooling transparently like a lake.
"Lick."
I commanded.
Involuntarily, her tongue flicked up to lick my thumb.
Her pussy was a flood.
I brushed her forehead back, stroking her hair to the crown.
Then patted gently.
"...Haa, aa. Ah."
A bit of awareness returning?
Looking at me again, Bao seemed far more fragile than before. But her speech hadn't changed.
"Tha... that it?"
"Disgusting. Saying that while sucking my fingers?"
-Glurk, glurk.
Mid rough pistoning, her belly full of semen? Bao seemed to think she'd won.
Thinking my lust ended there.
I grabbed her head and bent her over the bed.
Her legs kicked wildly, but shoving my cock back in stiffened her, taming her.
Her quivering ass.
I draped over her back, shoving fingers into her mouth.
She bit down in revenge, but it didn't hurt.
Her jaw limp, how much bite force could she muster?
-Drip, plip.
Saliva and fluids from her pussy and mouth splattered the bed.
Breasts mashed against the sheets. I forced my hand in, squeezing until they nearly burst, making her tremble.
Soft breast flesh bulged between fingers. Toying freely, I twisted a nipple, and her ass bucked.
Triggering unintended pistoning, fluids squirted from her pussy.
She climaxed on her own without effort.
-Shiver shiver.
In other words, a lewd body that peaked from this alone.
"Gonna hold out more?"
I whispered in Bao's ear.
"Can't win."
Continuously.
"You look like a slave right now."
Just give up quietly and go your way.
With her mind hazy, I planted thoughts gradually.
"Want me to stop?"
"......No."
Still not giving up?
Stubbornness was pointless, especially against me here. She needed to learn that.
I slammed into her ass with full force.
Each thrust crushed her cheeks like dough, springing back elastically.
"...Grnph."
Moans escaped.
Soon to turn to screams.
I slipped hands under her armpits and hoisted her up.
Now like an onahole, back arched, fully surrendered to my chest.
Locked in insertion, our bodies wouldn't separate.
Hands kneading breasts, flicking nipples.
Lips sucking her nape hard, leaving clear marks.
I moved my hips in that position.
No resistance—her pelvis bounced, accepting my cock.
"Ah... ah, aaa."
Her moans growing looser.
"How's it feel?"
At my question, light returned to her upturned eyes.
"Aang! Ang."
No way. Not happening.
Her eyes showed defiance. But her mouth spilled noisy moans.
-Paang! Paang! Pang!
Her ass red without a single slap.
Palm prints stark on her breasts, face flushed with tongue out.
I came, and stringy white fluid dripped long from her pussy.
"Kahaak... hau, hnup."
Her body vibrated like a phone.
Limp limbs moved at my pull.
I hugged Bao from behind, whispering.
"Can you still win?"
"......"
Bao was silent. Not passed out, but unable to answer.
Her vacant gaze stared at a point.
Soaked sheets, clothes, semen.
Rubbing her breasts gently drew faint moans.
I asked again.
"Can you win?"
A bit rougher this time.
"...Stop, please."
Finally, a reply.
Even then, she wouldn't say she'd lost.