Chapter 107
Chapter 107
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 107
Chapter Title: Cleanup (7)
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"...Cut the bullshit and just get on with what you're supposed to do!"
"Fine. If that's what you want."
I teased as I slipped my index finger into the ring of the anal beads and gave it the slightest tug.
"Hngh...!"
Even that tiny motion made Han Yura's body react with exquisite sensitivity. Her asshole twitched repeatedly, clenching down hard on the beads inside her as if refusing to let them go.
'Definitely a virgin asshole—gotta give it points for that grip.'
Of course, resistance was futile.
With a bit more force, the transparent, soft slime-core bead began to emerge, bit by bit.
And then.
Pop!
Like uncorking a champagne bottle, a small, crisp sound rang out as Han Yura's anus parted, expelling the smallest bead.
"Ohhh!?"
Her asshole, having spat out the first bead, clamped shut again like a woman coldly pretending indifference after receiving a gift she secretly loved.
I let out a small gasp of admiration at that incredible contractile force.
"Gotta say, seeing this, your asshole definitely has talent."
At my praise—or whatever it was—Han Yura's ears flushed red enough to burst. Without lifting her face from the ground, she wailed in a mumbling voice.
"...Quit talking crap and just pull them out already...!"
"What, you wanna get my dick in there and start moaning like a bitch in heat? Fine, quit whining."
"Who's whining...!"
I decided to grant her plea. No more teasing this time. I gripped the visible ring of the beads tight and yanked with all my strength.
Pop! Pop! Ppopopop!
The second, third, and fourth beads—far thicker than the first—scraped along her narrow rectal walls and came out in an instant.
"Haak...! Hnggh...!"
Han Yura gritted her teeth to stifle her moans, but she couldn't stop her shoulders from shuddering as electric pleasure raced up her spine.
Her ass began to tremble finely, her breaths growing rougher by the second.
But in the end.
"Kkkiiihiiik~!"
A sharp, piercing scream burst from Han Yura's lips. Her back arched like a bow, her hips bucking into the air.
Her pussy lips, primly shut like those of a sheltered virgin, parted slightly the moment the beads emerged, finally squirting out a few drops of pent-up nectar.
"Ah...! Ahhng...! Stop...! Please...! Stooop...!"
The beads pouring from her rectum glistened with the fluids her anus had secreted. Transparent, sticky mucus trailed down their surfaces.
Thanks to her first imprinted command—[Always keep your anus clean]—not a whiff of unpleasant odor lingered.
"Stop? This is what you wanted."
"N-No... I never wanted this!"
"That's your opinion. Anyway, don't worry. Just one more and we're done."
"One... more?"
Han Yura's expression hardened as she guessed what the final bead was.
"...!!"
It was twice as thick as the others—the king-size anal bead that never would've fit without Im Ji-hye's summoned water spirit.
"W-Wait...! Let's rest a bit before that one...!"
"Nah, can't go weak on me now."
As I grabbed the long string of beads dangling from her ass, I felt a solid, resistant pressure from within.
"Kkhoooooook~!?!?"
"Such a drama queen."
"I-It's not dramatics...!"
Sluuuurp—!
I yanked the string again. Her lower body—from thighs to calves to ankles—shook violently as the massive bead lodged deep in her anus slowly revealed itself.
"Nnghaaaak♥ Th-That's... too muuuch♥!"
Han Yura's heavy breasts heaved, her central nipples fully erect and commanding attention. It was the effect of her third command imprint: [Anal pleasure transmits to breasts.]
"Fucking loving it but pretending not to."
"S-Stoppp—! Please, I'm begging you—!"
"Nope."
I ignored her pleas and pulled hard. Han Yura's face turned beet red, trembling uncontrollably. Her anus gaped wider.
"Ahng! Hngggk!? N-No...!"
Her screams soon morphed into moans laced with ecstasy.
And finally.
Poooonng—!
With a vulgar pop, the king-size bead came free.
"Kkhhhiiiiiit~~~♥♥♥"
Han Yura slammed her face to the ground and collapsed like a woman expelling her dignity, ass raised high as her body quivered.
"Ah... Aat...."
Drip— driiiip—
As the bead slipped out, it must've brushed her bladder—a pathetic yellow stream trickled helplessly between her legs.
"Ahh... Ahhhh...."
Given the bead's enormous size, even Han Yura's impressively tight asshole couldn't fully close, repeatedly gaping and clenching.
I roughly wiped up her piss with her panties and pressed my rock-hard cock against her defenseless hole.
"Hngh...!"
Her half-open anus quivered at the glans' touch. Seizing the moment before she recovered, I thrust my full weight in, burying myself to the hilt.
"Kkhhhiiit!?!?"
Han Yura's head snapped up, her senses returning in a flash.
"Whoa... You been training just your asshole or what? Why's it gripping like this?"
"Like hell I have...! Haaak...! Quit thrusting so hard...!"
I began pistoning my hips in earnest. Grabbing her plump ass cheeks with both hands, I deliberately spread the flesh around her anus, doubling her humiliation.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Haaang...! Hnght...! Ah...! Ah...!"
"Heh, feeling it already?"
"N-No, this is... from the pain... pain makes me moan... hngk♥!"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Heh heh heh, sure it is!"
Han Yura resisted with words alone, surrendering her body to the pleasure I gave, panting like a beast in heat.
Her grip was perfect. But simply ass-fucking the bitch who'd joined the quest to kill me wasn't punishment enough.
I slid my arms under her inner thighs, hoisting her entire body up. Impaled on my cock, Han Yura dangled in midair.
"...!"
I shifted position, moving over Hyuk-jin's dying form. Right above his vacant, pain-glazed eyes—the perfect angle for her spread pussy.
"Kyaaak—! Wh-What are you doing...!"
Han Yura thrashed wildly. But skewered anally with limbs dangling, her options for resistance were few.
Maybe her prized anal clench was her only weapon.
Squeeze♥ Squeeze♥
Of course, clenching dealt me sexual damage but doubled her own sensations—a double-edged sword. Unaware, Han Yura clenched on her own and came first.
"Hnght...♥ Ahng♥"
"Loving it, huh? Your asshole's fluttering thinking your teammate might watch your anal pounding?"
"...N-No!"
"Hey! Hyuk-jin, wake up! Check out Han Yura—the one you like—getting fucked by me and howling like a dog!"
Splooortch—!
"Hggiiiiiht♥♥!!?"
I slammed my cock deep into her ass. Her heavy tits jiggled violently.
Jiggle— Jiggle—
"Hwaaaang! N-No! Hyuk-jin! Don't look!"
Han Yura screamed, desperately reaching to cover his eyes. Of course, her hand fell short.
'This would be more fun if the audience reacted.'
A fun idea struck me. I pulled a potion from my inventory and shoved it into her hand.
Han Yura eyed the timely potion suspiciously.
"Y-You...! Hn! What's your game?!"
"Game? Come on, Yura. Here's your chance to save the Hyuk-jin you wanted. Help your teammate snap out of it yourself. Heh!"
Squelch! Squelch!
Sure enough, sharp Han Yura caught on instantly.
"H-Haaang...♥! Of all the ways... hngk...♥! Haaaang♥! Y-You bastard...!! Ugght♥♥!"
"Heh! Speak clearly! Can't understand a word!"
"...Asshole!"
Han Yura's hand trembled faintly. She hesitated, potion in grip.
No one wants to expose their shame to others—especially not someone who knows them even a little.
"Ugh... uuu.... Sis...."
But at Hyuk-jin's agonized groan, she steeled herself, uncorked the potion, and poured it over his wounds.
Han Yura's act was noble. But separate from that, the difficulty was no joke.
"Haaaang! Nng♥! W-Wait...!"
Every hip thrust made her breasts sway wildly, throwing off her balance. Potion spilled from the glass vial, wasting it everywhere but his wounds.
"That's a rare potion I'm generously giving you—quit spilling it everywhere?"