Chapter 16: Dungeon Sex (3)
Chapter 16: Dungeon Sex (3)
Carla crawled across the floor, her hips swaying provocatively.
The sight of the handprints etched onto her fair buttocks, twitching this way and that, was truly a sight to behold. It didn't seem like she was shaking them on purpose, but because her pelvis was so wide, crawling on all fours naturally made her look incredibly lewd.
"Carla."
"Ugh... Yes, Master."
Even though she had said she would do anything, perhaps she was actually embarrassed to be taking a naked walk. Carla, her entire body trembling, stopped and looked up at me with a voice that was barely a whisper.
"Spread your legs a bit more while you crawl."
"Like this?"
As Carla spread her legs slightly, the plump pussy flesh that had been buried between her buttocks and thighs finally revealed itself.
"Good. From now on, whenever I tell you to crawl to me, that’s how you do it."
"Yes... Huh?"
Carla tilted her head mid-answer. Her face, revealed through her cascading platinum blonde hair, was filled with nothing but pure confusion.
"Master... do you like it when I crawl like this?"
Her reaction suggested that while she was embarrassed, she couldn't understand why I would enjoy such a thing. I paused for a moment to answer her question.
"Carla. Do you know what you call it when you keep a dog?"
"You mean a pet dog?"
"Then what about when you keep a slave?"
"...A pet slave?"
"Correct."
At my words, an expression of realization dawned on Carla’s face. She then scrambled over to me, rubbed her head against my leg, and barked.
"Woof! Woof!"
"A quick learner."
How cute. When I gently tickled her chin, Carla beamed, looking absolutely delighted for some reason. After petting her here and there for a while, I finally stood up.
"Then let's keep going. I'm starting to find it hard to hold back myself."
As I spoke, my cock, glistening with sticky saliva, gave a heavy throb. Carla nodded, her face flushing deep red.
"Yes... I mean, woof."
Then, as ordered, Carla began to scurry across the ground with her legs slightly apart. Normally, the swaying of her hips should have decreased due to the change in posture. However, Carla, having realized what I wanted, was now exaggerating the movement of her buttocks on purpose.
Sway, sway.
With every step, her plump pussy flesh offered glimpses of her pink inner skin, and her heavy breasts swung to and fro with the momentum.
And what about that slightly protruding belly? Even though I knew for a fact that what was inside was just a potion, I couldn't suppress the sense of depravity blooming from a corner of my heart. Every single one of Carla's actions felt like she was trying to seduce me.
I recalled hearing that among animals, when a female goes into heat, she seduces the male by showing off her backside. In that sense, I briefly thought that Carla was a very competitive female.
Before long, Carla reached our destination—a large rock—and stopped, staring up at me. With her innocent face and ruby eyes blinking repeatedly, she looked as if she were begging for the next command, which made me chuckle.
"What are you doing? Stand up and put your hands here."
"Ah, yes."
As if she had been waiting, Carla stood up abruptly and reached out to the rock with both hands. Though she was a bit clumsy when it came to sexual matters, perhaps the purpose of this blatant posture was easy to understand. After a moment of hesitation, she leaned against the rock and pushed her buttocks out toward me.
She even went as far as to sway her hips, just as she had done moments ago. Was she going beyond simply doing what she was told and applying what she remembered I liked? Even though Carla didn't say a word, I felt like I could hear her voice.
Master! You like this, right? I did well, didn't I?
Ah, she actually was saying it out loud. I patted Carla’s buttocks as a sign of praise.
"Hehe..."
Carla chuckled inanely, but her laughter was thick with a tension she couldn't quite hide. Well, it wasn't like she could have gotten used to this already. I placed my hands on her pelvis, which was at the perfect height to grab, and pushed my member inside.
"Ngh...!"
Carla’s vagina twitched, struggling to push out the intruder. However, it couldn't stop a cock lubricated by her own saliva.
Squelch.
Carla’s insides swallowed me to the base in one go. The sensation of her cervix against the glans seemed to protest that I shouldn't push in any further. Well, it wasn't like I could go any deeper anyway.
Feeling Carla’s walls nibbling and stimulating my entire shaft, I gave a command filled with my will.
"[Climax], Carla."
"Hngh... Yes? What did you say, Master?"
That didn't work.
"No... I just said, [Go into heat]."
"Aah! That... Ahhhnn!"
Carla trembled as if someone had poked her in the side mid-sentence. There would be no problem if I just started thrusting on my own, but if possible, I wanted Carla to feel it properly too. Now, Carla wasn't just a simple slave... she was, well...
She was a slave I could trust, wasn't she?
For that reason, I pressed my upper body down against the smooth curve of Carla’s back and reached out.
"Nngh... Master?"
Naturally, Carla ended up with her breasts cupped in my hands from behind. Having received the command to go into heat, perhaps she thought I would start moving immediately like yesterday; her face was full of wonder as she glanced back at me.
I gently bit Carla’s ear.
"Hee-eek...!"
She reacted as if she were extremely ticklish. ...This was a bit fun. Following my instincts, I nibbled on her earlobe and licked down the cartilage with my tongue, focusing my foreplay there.
"Haa! Hik! Ngah..."
Every time I did, she reacted loudly, her body jolting. Finally, I blew a short breath into her ear canal.
"Whew... I guess that's enough for the ears."
"...Eh?"
There was a hint of disappointment in Carla’s voice. A bit premature of her to judge. There was no way I was stopping here.
Squeeze, knead.
"Hyaaang...!"
I firmly kneaded the breasts in my hands. However, I held my hands sideways, as if milking a cow.
Squish, squelch.
"Ahhhng..."
My hands moved from the outside toward the center. At first, I kneaded them somewhat roughly, but as I got closer to the nipples, my grip softened. By the time my fingers reached Carla’s nipples, my grip had almost vanished.
Using only my index finger and thumb, I stroked them as if pulling gently. After repeating the cycle of kneading the rest of her breasts firmly while only teasing the nipples with a light graze a few times, Carla’s nipples began to harden.
"Haaah..."
Her voice began to sound wet. Carla’s vagina, which was already tight, began to squeeze and wring my cock as if to return what it had received. It was a reaction that seemed to beg for semen even before I had started moving in earnest. Feeling Carla’s insides grow damp and heavy with the seeping love fluid, I took my hands off her breasts.
"Ah... M-Master? Is it over already...?"
Her voice sounded regretful. Sensing the faint pleasure contained within, I reached out.
Slide.
From Carla’s tailbone upward. I traced a line with my finger along the hollow of her spine.
"You're asking if it's over?"
"Hnnnnng..."
"No. It’s only just beginning."
Saying so, I lifted one of Carla’s legs and hooked it over my shoulder.
"Hyak!"
Carla was startled, but she somehow managed to keep her balance on one leg. Since she was holding onto the rock, there was no need to worry about her falling.
More important than that was the sight before me. By lifting one leg and twisting her body to the side, things that had been hidden by her back were now visible. Her massive breasts spilled to the side under the influence of gravity, their nipples trembling piteously at the tips.
And above all, her bulging belly boasted a vivid presence, even more apparent from the side. I knew I had fed her a lot of potions, but I didn't realize it would be this much...
Out of curiosity, I moved the hand that was heading for her breast and stroked Carla’s belly instead.
"Nngh..."
Despite her generally slender physique, the way only her belly stuck out was strangely cute. Thinking that she was bloated because of me made it feel quite lewd.
The hand stroking her belly slowly moved down. Passing the thin, platinum-blonde pubic hair, it wasn't long before I felt a small bean. Teasing Carla’s clitoris, I began to move my hips slowly.
Squelch.
"Haang...!"
A lewd, wet sound echoed from Carla’s pussy, which was already heated up from the command and the foreplay.
Squelch, squelch.
Slowly at first. But by the time Carla’s vagina grew accustomed to my member, I increased the speed.
"Nngh... Hyang!"
The pistoning grew faster and faster. The more I hammered into her, the better the condition of Carla’s pussy became. It felt as if it were remembering the shape of my cock. As the pleasure rising from my loins grew, was what Carla felt growing as well?
Plash, squelch, plash.
"Hii! Mas-Master... Hngh! More... please do it more...!"
Before I knew it, the sound of me plowing Carla’s pussy was thick with moisture, and Carla’s voice began to melt.
"With my here... please feel good..."
"Not 'here,' say 'pussy.'"
"Hueh?"
Even though she was losing her mind to the sudden rush of pleasure, Carla reacted perfectly to my words. I gave Carla’s clitoris a light pinch.
"Hiiiiiiiiii!!"
"Don't try to gloss over it with words like that; say 'pussy' properly."
"T-That’s too vulgar... Hyaaaaaang!!"
After pinching Carla’s clitoris once more, I whispered in a low voice.
"I like women who are vulgar only for me."
"Ngh..."
Carla hesitated for a moment, but then, as if she had made up her mind, she squeezed her eyes shut and cried out.
"P-Please hammer Master's cock into Carla's pussy! Let me feel so much pleasure with my pussy that belongs only to Master, and pour all of Master's seed into my baby room...!"