Properly Disciplining the Haughty Demon (3)
-Squish, squelch. My cock plunged into her pussy. Thicker than ever before, it forced its way into a passage tighter than any woman's I'd ever fucked.
"Haa, haa…."
Just penetrating her was physically draining—I could feel it—but I didn't pause for a break. Instead, I drove into her again.
"Ngh…. Unngh…."
Was she starting to feel it from my rough thrusts? Soft moans began slipping from her lips, which had been silent until now, and her face flushed deeper. A clear sign that beneath it all, she was a woman born for this. The realization fueled my excitement, so I paused and gave her an order.
"Turn around."
"L-Like this?"
"Yeah, perfect."
She got on all fours, her back fully exposed. The scars etched there gave me pause, but the thrill of fucking a woman who'd survived such hell overrode it, flooding me with conquest. And so, with that fire, I went at her even harder.
-Slap, slap! The wet smack of flesh on flesh echoed as I pounded her waterlogged pussy, spurring me on. My hips gained more power. Her clenching walls, squeezing from every direction, were starting to feel familiar. Unable to contain myself, I grabbed her tail, and she shuddered violently in shock.
"Ahh! T-The tail…."
"Problem?"
Even if there was, I didn't care. The moment my cock entered her, she became nothing more than a slave obedient to it.
"Haa, un, haa…!"
I yanked her tail, and a guttural moan burst out. Her already intense grip tightened even more. So that's her weak spot. Pleased to understand her better, I resumed thrusting, then smacked her ass, overcome with excitement.
"You slutty bitch."
-Smack!
"Wearing such slutty clothes with a perverse body like yours. Starved for dick, huh? Teasing men on purpose?"
"I-It wasn't for that. It's just my warrior battle gear…."
"Bullshit. The second I saw your lewd body, my cock went berserk—I can't control it."
-Smack! Smack!
"Un, haa… ♥"
Was the pain from the spanking turning into pleasure? Her moans grew sweeter, stoking my sadistic urges. Yeah—a virgin who knew nothing of men until moments ago, now writhing under me like a whore. I wanted to torment her more, shatter that lingering haughtiness, see her lose her mind to cock.
"Ah, hngh!"
Unable to hold back, my hand shot to her head. Gripping her horn with all my strength, I used it as leverage, slamming my hips forward with maximum force.
"Haa, you fucking bitch. Even equipped with these perfect sex handles. You really planned to piss off my cock, didn't you?"
-Squelch, squelch!
"O-Oh, oooh… ♥"
The harder I pounded, the more her back arched. She'd lost all reason, panting for my cock, instinctively surrendering her body. Teaching her, at last, what it meant to be made a woman by it. Her pussy overflowed as I kept thrusting, and soon my cock reached its limit, throbbing wildly.
"Ah, haa, un… ♥ Haaaang… ♥"
Her moans were unrestrained now. Sensing she was about to climax as a woman, I braced my hips and prepared to push her over the edge.
"Haa, haa—I'm at my limit. Gonna cum inside, so get ready!"
"I-Inside…?"
Hecate stirred from her daze at my words, but before she could speak, I yanked her horn hard, silencing her. Then—spurt, splurt. I came. Her monstrous strength milked my cock, squeezing out every drop to fill her completely.
The sensation of claiming her depths surged through me. I pulled out my rooted cock and watched her reaction quietly.
"O-Oh… ♥"
Unfamiliar with orgasms, perhaps? After I came, she was half out of it, kneeling limply, lost in the afterglow. This powerhouse of a woman, undone by cock. Sadism flared again. I grabbed her horn, shoving my dick into her half-open mouth.
"Mmph… ♥"
It slid right in. Probing her throat relentlessly, her half-lidded eyes clouded further. No resistance—just acceptance. Thrilled by the conquest, I shook her horn like a handle, cleaning my cock.
"Mmph, phuwup…."
Her limp tongue and cheeks wiped away the semen. Feeling the texture, I pulled out, leaving her drooling white strands. She tilted her head, body trembling.
"Puha… ♥"
Drunk on my cock's scent? Watching her sit there dazed, my dick hardened again. I plunged back into her body, craving that horn-gripping intensity more than anything before.
-Slap, slap!
"O-Oh, hooo… ok ♥"
Now accustomed to my cock, her movements flowed smoothly. Amid the slapping flesh, I yanked her horn and gave a smooth order.
"Call me Master."
"M-Mast… er?"
"You called me that fine earlier. Now that your true self's out, you can't anymore?"
Hecate swallowed a moan, conflicted. But hesitation was brief. Soon, she shyly spoke to me.
"M-Master…."
"Louder."
"Master. Master… ♥"
A shy voice, but laced with sincerity. Unlike her servant act, this was genuine devotion awakened through passion.
"Haa, you fucking bitch…!"
Aroused by it, I resumed slamming my hips. Hecate climaxed again, her pussy milking me to another creampie.
"Un, ooook… ♡"
Her back arched as I pulled her horn, moans forcing past her choked breath. She collapsed, shuddering in ecstasy.
"Un, haa… Th-This is a man's… ♥"
-Squelch. Hecate spread her pussy with her own hands, peering inside. Blood of lost virginity mixed with semen dripped out, drawing a faint smile—the first joy from this stoic woman.
Watching her bliss, my cock stirred again. I swallowed hard.
"Ah, so massive… ♥"
Aiming my renewed erection, her eyes melted in rapture. I prepared to embrace her once more, murmuring,
"Remember what you just said? Calling me Master."
"…Master."
"Right. No matter what comes after, in this relationship, I'm your Master."
As I presented my rigid cock, Hecate—unable to look away—smiled brightly.
"Yes… in this relationship, at least. You are my Master ♥"
Utterly cock-drunk now? Her eager response snapped my restraint. I kept pounding her relentlessly after that.
-Squelch, squelch. Spurt, splurt.
After prolonged thrusting and repeated creampies, my stamina finally bottomed out. Surveying the aftermath of our conquest, I took it in quietly.
"O, uun… ♥"
There lay a woman utterly enslaved to cock. Covered in semen, trembling, she spoke in a quivering voice.
"Master's cock feels so good… ♥ To have lived without knowing this… What a regretful life… ♥"
-Squirt!
"Ooooh, un… ♥"
Hecate climaxed again, squirting from her own touch. Seeing her no longer a virgin but a lewd slut filled me with superiority, but repeated orgasms brought cold clarity—and unease. Great sex, but now what? This was to gain her trust for the Revolutionary Army. Once she calms, do I join them? Fight humanity, even Martina and Helia?
"Hngh, what to do about this…."
Pondering options briefly—
-Thud, thud.
A rough bang at the door, followed by harsh voices.
"We know you're in there—open up!"
"Lord's orders! Open or we'll break it down!"
Shit, what's this? I dressed quickly, cracked the door, and peeked. Armored soldiers. Tense from their aggression, but they saluted.
"We see you, Warrior Adrian."
"Forgive our late intrusion into your mansion."
Hostile to her, friendly to me. But sharpened weapons meant no full relief. I asked,
"What's this about?"
"Lord's command—we're searching for a suspect."
"The mansion's head maid, Ekaterina, is suspected as a Revolutionary Army spy. We're here to arrest her."
Revolutionary spy? They know her identity?
"Servants said this is her private room, so we came. Why are you here, Adrian?"
"Th-That's…."
"No need to explain. Step aside—we must search per the Lord's orders."
They moved to enter. Reflexively gripping the handle, I blocked them. Their eyes hardened.
"Why?"
"W-Wait a sec…."
I couldn't let them in. Hecate was a spy—opening would doom her. I hadn't committed to joining her, but I didn't want her caught.
"…Adrian."
My intent showed; suspicion and hostility grew on their faces.
"Don't tell me you're colluding with the Revolutionaries…."
Shit, dangerous.
-BOOM!!
A massive force shattered the door from behind me. Startled, soldiers drew weapons.
"Damn, ambush!"
"Form up! Enemy's a Revolutionary officer… gahk!!"
They flew back from a charging blur. More soldiers rushed from upstairs but scattered in a whirlwind, crippled.
Too fast. Chasing the afterimage, I faced a woman standing serene amid the power storm.
"…Hecate?"
It was her—but transformed. Thick black aura—not mere mana—veins bulging everywhere, eyes glowing ominous red.
"Seems the situation's unfavorable."
With cold demeanor, she reached for me calmly.
"Master, forgive me this dirty work."
"What? Wait—gyaah!?"
She grabbed my collar, launching us skyward.