Chapter 30: I Can Do It Well by Myself (3)
Chapter 30: I Can Do It Well by Myself (3)
“How was it, Master? I can do it well by myself now, can't I?”
“…….”
Good god.
I just realized that when you're so turned on your heart feels like it's bursting, you actually lose your words.
So, instead of answering, I thrust my hips forward.
Squelch.
“Hngh!”
Even though I buried it deep inside her all at once, Carla’s insides stretched flexibly and accepted all of me.
Carla knit her brows slightly as if it wasn't entirely easy... but the moment our eyes met, she flashed a goofy smile as if nothing had happened.
“Hehe... it’s all the way in, Master.”
“So it is. Come to think of it, isn't this the first time we've done this while you're completely sober?”
“That’s right. I know you gave me those lewd commands out of consideration for me... but I think I like it better this way after all!”
“Oh? Don't you usually prefer it when I give you commands to make you feel good?”
“Well, if we're just talking about the pleasure, then yes... but usually my head is so fuzzy that I can't feel you as fully as I do now.”
Carla caressed her lower belly with a slightly embarrassed expression, then pointed to a spot just below her navel.
“Is it around here? Do you want to try touching it, Master?”
“Here?”
Without much thought, I reached out and felt Carla’s soft belly. For a moment, I toyed with the skin that felt so supple against my palm.
Carla asked in a voice full of expectation.
“How is it?”
“What is?”
“Can you feel your dick reaching all the way here?”
“…No, there’s no way I could feel that. I’d have to press down really hard to feel it from the outside.”
“Umm... it would hurt if you pressed hard, wouldn't it? That’s a bit….”
Carla licked her lips, looking disappointed.
By the way, this is the first time I've seen her so composed even after penetration. I guess this is what she meant by her head being fuzzy before.
I chuckled and patted Carla’s belly.
“I won't press down, so don't worry. More importantly, is it okay if I start moving now?”
“Yes. I’ve gotten used to your size in the meantime, so I’m fine. …Oh? Wait, were you waiting for me to get comfortable just now?”
“…No? I was just asking.”
“If you say so, Master! Anyway, I’m fine, so please move however you like now!”
“…….”
Carla sent me a lukewarm look as if she saw right through me.
It was... quite a feeling.
I knew it was a childish way of thinking, but seeing Carla acting so relaxed while I was buried inside her made me feel strangely grumpy.
For that reason, I bucked my hips in a surprise thrust.
Squelch.
“Heeat?!”
Carla let out a shrill cry at the sudden movement.
Not missing this opening, I continued to stab deep into her.
Squelch. Squelch.
Her pussy, drenched in plenty of love fluid, wrapped around my cock stickily.
Every time my hips made a round trip, a jolt of pleasure shot up. For a moment, I found myself losing myself in Carla, captivated by that addictive sensation.
“Nngh… Master… do you like it?”
Carla asked cautiously as she watched me move desperately.
I could tell by moving. It wasn't just Carla who felt things were different than usual. I could also clearly feel that Carla’s insides were different from before.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
“I wanted you to like it… hngh! So I endured the embarrassment and tried it by myself… haah!”
The squeezing sensation was less intense than when she was under a command, but in exchange, Carla’s reactions were transmitted vividly.
As if on a treasure hunt, I joyfully discovered Carla’s weak points one by one.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
“How is it? Have I become a little more lovely to you? Do you feel like you want to cherish me more?”
“…What?”
I reflexively paused at those words.
I had been pounding her pussy with a surprise attack out of a half-spiteful whim, but Carla was consistently craving my affection as if none of that mattered.
“Have I become a slave that you need, Master?”
Pinned beneath me, her large breasts swaying here and there with the movement of my hips, Carla struggled to swallow her rising moans.
She slowly reached out and began to stroke my cheek.
“I… I can’t go on without you, Master.”
Carla’s desperation was transmitted through her palm.
It wasn't like I hadn't been treating her well, and I thought I had responded properly when we slept together in the dungeon last time.
Why was she going this far?
“Master… Master. My kind Master.”
It was only after seeing Carla’s eyes trembling anxiously amidst the blooming pleasure that I realized.
Come to think of it, I had never given her a definitive answer.
“Will you keep me by your side and continue to use me?”
“…….”
I thought actions would be a clearer answer... but that wasn't enough. In the end, some things aren't conveyed unless they are put into words.
“If you do that, I will probably be the happiest slave in the world.”
So, I decided to tell her directly.
“Master? Why are you staying still? Is something uncomfortable….”
“That’s enough!”
“Huek!”
I grabbed Carla’s hand firmly and pulled it away from my cheek.
Perhaps because I suddenly raised my voice, Carla let out a short scream, startled as if her fingers had been burned.
Ignoring the twitching I felt in my lower half through her pussy, I continued.
“Since you seem to be constantly anxious, I’ll tell you clearly this time.”
“W-wait a moment, Mast—ngh!”
I silenced Carla, who was trying to say something, with a deep piston thrust.
Then, I hooked Carla’s legs over my shoulders and placed my hands on either side of her face.
Carla’s hips naturally lifted slightly, and my body weight shifted onto her proportionally.
It was the position commonly known as the mating press.
“Carla, you are my slave for life.”
“Master? This position is….”
Since she kept looking around and couldn't focus on me, I slammed my hips down hard to get her attention.
Thwack!
“Ngh!”
The sound of flesh hitting flesh. The slightly firm sensation felt at the tip of my glans.
I continued while pounding hard against her cervix.
“No matter how much I’m offered, no matter what I’m offered, I have no intention of handing you over. And I have no intention of abandoning you just because the situation is difficult.”
“Mas—ahkh! Master! My womb is being thrashed... hngh!”
Carla made a crying sound as if asking me to stop, but her pussy reacted joyfully every time it was crushed by me.
Thwack! Thwack!
“Haah! Hngh…!”
She welcomed me softly when I thrust in, but gripped me tightly as if telling me not to leave when I pulled out.
So strongly that Carla’s vaginal walls were slightly pulled out every time my piece exited.
Enjoying that peculiar sensation, I leaned my upper body further forward.
In a position that naturally trapped Carla in my arms, I whispered softly.
“I didn't intend for it to be like this from the start. But I keep getting obsessed. It’s all your fault for provoking me, Carla, so it’s too late to regret it now.”
“Thank you! I’m so grateful, so please, just a little slower…!”
Crushed by my body and unable to move, Carla squirmed incessantly.
She seemed to be trying to escape the position... but every time she did, her soft breasts rubbed against my chest, only adding to my lust.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Continuing the mating press without stopping, I pressed my cheek against Carla’s.
I could feel her feverish temperature from our touching cheeks. The breath tickling my neck was even hotter.
In my arms, being impaled by my dick, clinging to me and struggling—Carla.
The satisfaction rising from my lower belly made the corners of my mouth curl up on their own.
Gathering everything I was feeling into one, I spoke.
“So, I’ll give you a proper stamp.”
“Hngh!”
My voice was dripping with possessiveness. Did she realize what I meant by that?
“St... stop...! No more womb kneading... please forgive me, Master...!”
In a frantic voice, Carla licked my cheek and ear, begging for mercy.
It seemed like a desperate solution she came up with while unable to even steady her body...
But to me, it only felt like a puppy acting cute for its master, accelerating my excitement.
“You’re the one who started this, Carla. Let’s see this through to the end.”
“N-no, Master! I didn't think it would go this far...! I was wrong! So now... mmp!”
I silenced the pleading Carla by covering her mouth with mine.
In this state, I was also forced into silence... but it didn't matter. Words were no longer necessary.
Tasting Carla’s soft lips, I slammed my hips down relentlessly.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“Mmph! Ngh! Mmm!”
Carla tried to say something while shaking her head.
I grabbed her head from both sides to fix it in place and shoved my tongue inside.
“Uugh... hngh....”
She seemed to avoid it for a moment, but as soon as our tongues touched, Carla reflexively entangled hers with mine.
I flowed my saliva into her and moved my hips once more.
Splap! Splap!
The sound of water became louder than the sound of flesh hitting flesh.
It must have been because of the love fluid overflowing from Carla’s pussy.
I indiscriminately ravaged her insides, which had become much easier to move in than before.
Splap! Splap! Splap!
“Ngh! Hngh! Mmmph!”
Perhaps because her mouth was blocked, the sound of Carla losing her breath grew stronger every time I pounded her womb.
It was likely due to a lack of oxygen.
But I had no intention of pulling my lips away. After all, the tightening of her pussy grew stronger in proportion to her ragged breathing.
Just a little more. If I do this just a little longer, I’ll be able to blow my load, so let’s pull away after that.
Feeling our breaths mingling in a physical sense, I put on a final spurt of pistoning.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Guh! Hngh! Mmph!”
How many times did my dick pound Carla’s womb like that?
Carla’s pussy, biting down on my dick without a single gap, was tightening so much that I could perceive every single wrinkle.
The love fluid, rubbed inside her countless times, had turned into a sticky liquid rather than a slippery one due to the white foam.
By then, I couldn't hold back any longer either.
Pushed by the sensation of ejaculation tickling my tailbone, I thrust my dick as deep as possible one last time.
Thwack!
“Hngh!”
My urethral opening and her cervix met.
In that state, I vomited out the semen I had been holding back.
Spurt. Spu-urt.
“……!”
As if that were a signal, Carla had a grand orgasm, giving one last struggle.
Carla’s pelvis trembled violently. Her pussy contracted to the point of pain, and the breath being transmitted through her mouth stopped for a moment. And then.
Trickle....
Carla’s love nectar flowed out while we were still connected.
Accepting all of this, I continued to ejaculate.
Thickly. With the momentum of trying to fill her insides completely.
Only after pouring every last drop into Carla did I slowly pull my lips away.
“Pah! Haah... haah....”
Carla panted with half-upturned eyes, craving fresh oxygen.
After admiring that sight for a moment, I finally pulled out my dick, which was still buried inside.
Slurp.
As soon as the blockage disappeared, a large amount of semen flowed out.
At this rate, it looked like Carla was the one ejaculating, not me.
A chuckle escaped me at the sight of Carla sprawled out like a frog hit by a carriage, her pussy continuously vomiting semen.
And the sound of our synchronized panting filled the room.
It left a lingering afterglow in its own way, but it didn't last very long.
That was because Carla, whose breathing hadn't even settled yet, opened her mouth while gasping.
“Mast... pant... Master....”
“Yeah. What is it?”
“What you said earlier... was it for real...?”
“Did you think I was lying?”
Since I was also slightly exhausted, I gave a rough answer and nodded.
“Hup... there....”
Carla forced her trembling body up.
Then, shaking like a newborn calf, she began to crawl slowly toward me.
Her face was sloppily slack. Her breasts swayed back and forth. And with every step she took, semen dripped onto the bedsheets.
Finally reaching right in front of me, Carla began to smile with a satisfied expression.
“Hehe... thank you, Master.”
Then, she brought her face close to my dick, which was soiled with semen and her own love fluid.
“Please... keep being kind to Carla forever.”
With those final words, she began to lick her tongue and clean my piece.
She didn't have the strength to open her mouth wide, so she just stuck her tongue out and licked it...
But it was enough to make my dick, which had been slightly limp from the previous ejaculation, stand tall again.
“Heh...? Why is this...? This shouldn't be happening....”
Did she not expect what her actions would lead to?
I gently stroked Carla, who was flustered by my stiffening piece.
“Don't worry.”
“Master...!”
“The soundproofing here is good, so it’ll be fine no matter how much you scream.”
“Master...?”
Carla trembled as she realized I was serious.
I looked at her with the most benevolent expression I could muster and said.
“It’s okay. Let’s just keep going until the sun comes up tomorrow morning.”
“Hueeeek....”
Carla made a crying face, sensing her impending fate.