I'm Not a Quick-Shot Pussy in the First Place!
It was a kind of tension she hadn't felt since exploring that dungeon not long ago.
Celestin guided the vibrator toward the little pearl peeking shyly from between her golden pubic hair. Feeling the faint tremor in her hand, she let out a small snort and muttered under her breath.
"What are you trembling for? It's nothing. This is nothing at all. All I have to do is press it lightly against my clitoris, just like I did with my nipples. It's not like I'm doing anything wrong."
Just squeeze your eyes shut and do it. She'd already tried it on her nipples — why would this be any different? The sensation would be more or less the same. Both were erogenous zones, after all. A nipple and a clitoris couldn't possibly be that far apart.
So thinking, Celestin bravely pressed the vibrator straight against her clitoris — and immediately realized just how catastrophically wrong that assumption had been.
"Hhyiiiieeeehh?! W-what is this, it's way more intense, it feels even better than when I put it on my nipples, the pleasure shot straight up my spine all at once, o-oooooh♡"
Her clitoris was far, far more sensitive. All this time, those massive breasts of hers had drawn her attention exclusively to the nipples standing proudly atop them. She'd never known. And now she was finding out like this.
"Th-this is a miscalculatiooooon, I-I never knew when I was using my fingers, my cli— it never felt this goooood♡"
Overshadowed by her nipples all this time, her clitoris now seemed determined to make up for lost time — converting even this faint stimulation into an absurd torrent of pleasure, as if to advertise that it was an erogenous zone that needed no development whatsoever.
Celestin had never imagined such an unexpected variable was hiding inside her own body. She was flustered — but her hand never stopped scribbling across the paper.
"W-warning... do not, nnh, do not press it against the clit carelessly. I-if, like the author, you have a sensitive clitoris, please apply sufficient stimulation with your fingers first before bringing it close, euhyiiiik?!"
Sploosh♡
Her back snapped into an arch, and something squirted out from between her legs.
"L-love juice... pussy fluuuid? I-I came just from pressing it against me once? It just squirted out like I was peeing...?"
She'd never imagined her clitoris could be this sensitive. Celestin stared in shock at her raised hips and the droplets spraying vigorously from between her thighs. Even so, her hand never stopped.
"Stimulating it from the right or the left doesn't make much difference, it feels equally go-ood. I can't even rank them. How can it be this impartial? O-of course it's me, even my clitoris is impartial♡"
Of course, what she was actually writing down was a thorough analysis of how the stimulation differed depending on the angle and the direction. She had tormented her clitoris so thoroughly, over and over, that it was only natural the bed ended up a mess of the love juices she'd sprayed everywhere.
But after several rounds of rigorous analysis, Celestin had sunk so deep into the pleasure without even realizing it that such trivial details never registered. It wasn't as if she was the one doing the laundry. What did it matter if she made a mess?
"N-no. No, that's a problem! I'm not the one who washes the sheets, now that I think about it!"
As it was, that insolent human slave of hers had been getting more and more rebellious lately, crawling up whenever he got the chance. He never did as he was told without some kind of complaint — a thoroughly wicked, conniving human. He'd absolutely ask why the sheets were dirty. And she could hardly tell him she'd been masturbating.
"Even if I said I was masturbating for research, he'd definitely, hiihk, he'd definitely use it as an excuse to sexually harass me. He'd laugh at me behind my back, calling me a quick-shot pussy who can't hold it in. Th...that's a problem! As a master, that is a problem!"
That last part was the honest truth. She could tolerate anything else, but she would not be mocked under the disgraceful label of quick-shot pussy. A master had dignity. What slave in the world would dare mock their master's noble womanhood by calling it a quick-shot pussy?
But where there's smoke, there's fire. Celestin knew better than anyone that after wrecking the sheets this badly, no amount of insisting she wasn't a quick-shot pussy would even reach his ears. Through eyes glazed with the heat of pleasure, she surveyed the bed.
"The silver lining is that even if it's messy, it's not that bad. If I just hang it by a sunny window for a bit, it should be fine, but..."
That would mean she'd have to stop this wonderful feeling for a while. For Celestin, who was right on the verge of a delicious climax from the continuous stimulation of her clitoris, that wasn't even a choice worth considering.
"What do I do, I want to have a pussy orgasm, but I also don't want to ruin the sheets, so what on earth... ah!"
A thought suddenly flashed through her mind. If the problem was water coming out of her pussy, couldn't she just plug the hole it was coming from?
"I can just clamp my urethra shut with my fingers well enough, but the vaginal opening... the pussy hole isn't so easy. And look, I just happen to have the perfect stopper right here in my hand. I'll take care of the research and the future headache all at once!"
Was this really the kind of idea that would come from someone who believed herself to be a wise woman? But for an Erof seized by filthy pleasure, there was no more brilliant plan.
"Then right away... I'll spread my pussy a little... hhyiiit, the outside air is going inside me♡"
Schliiick♡
With a sticky sound, her lovely pussy-slit was forced open by her fingers, stretching spiderweb-like strands of love juice between her labia as it slowly revealed its crimson entrance. The urethra that had just been squirting clear love juice twitched its little mouth as if ready to spray even more at any moment. And the hole below it — the one that existed to receive a male's member — was drooling nonstop, as if begging to eat a cock.
"No. No cocks. Not yet. No matter how starved you are, drooling this sloppily — have some dignity, Miss Pussyyy...!!"
Smack smack♡
She was a High Elf overflowing with such elegance, so why was her pussy this vulgar? She slapped her mound as if to slap some sense into its cheeks, but her pussy only poured out even more water, as if it liked it.
At that, Celestin pointedly pressed the vibrating egg against her twitching vaginal opening and declared:
"I knew you'd be like this, so I prepared a stopper. This should plug you up nice and tight, so you'd better brace yourself. I'm going to thoroughly discipline you, so here I go, o-nngoooooh♡"
What is this! What is this, s-something's wrong! Something's wrooong...♡
The instant her elf pussy swallowed the vibrator with a schluuurp, Celestin's eyes flew wide as saucers. Her back arched like a bow, and she climaxed on the spot.
"Ooooooh, th-this isn't it, this isn't what I—! M-my calculations were wrong. I was clearly going to use it as a stopper, I was going to use it as a stopper! Hhyiiiieeeeh, I-I can't stop coming, I can't stop comiiiiiing...♡"
Bzzzzzz, bzzzzz♡
She couldn't move. The massive shock had locked her body up stiff, as if it had shriveled in on itself. She couldn't even control her arms and legs.
"Aheeeeh, th-this, this caaan't be, I just wanted to use it as a stopper, I wasn't trying to feel goooood...♡"
Pssshhhh, pssh—!
Far from serving its original purpose as a pussy stopper, the vibrator had only half-plugged the hole. Unable to withstand the water pressure, her pussy juices burst out through the gaps around it, spraying in every direction like a sprinkler.
"I don't want this, s-stop coming, I don't want to come anymore, it's enough! The research is enough now! I know perfectly well how dangerous this thing is now so please st-stooooop, I want to stop comi—, o-oooooh, I-I'm coming again, my pussy is coming agaaain, another pussy orgasm is heeere...♡"
Bzzzzzzz♡
Her convulsing body sent those enormous breasts bouncing in every direction. Celestin came in a perfect U-shaped arch, her body so flexible it formed a complete bow — but a problem had arisen.
"I-I can't breeeathe, I can't breathe, every time I come my breasts keep covering my mouth and nose, I can't breeeathe...♡"
If she'd been coming face-down, it wouldn't have been an issue. But the consecutive climaxes she'd met with her back arched like a bow had locked her body stiff in that position, and those massive breasts she was so proud of were now covering her nose and mouth.
"Heuh, I-I came again! I can't take it anymore, I have to stop the pussy orgasms, I have to stop this right now. If I don't stop I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die from pussy orgasmiiiiiing...♡"
Her stiffened fingers fumbled for the vibrator's switch. At first she'd tried to push it out with vaginal pressure alone, the way one might lay an egg — but her pussy, fascinated by the first toy it had ever tasted, had no intention of letting go, clamping down tight. So she was trying to twist the switch and shut it off.
Of course, since it was a wired model, she could have simply yanked the cord out — but one could hardly expect that kind of brilliance from Celestin in her current state.
Bzzzzzzzz — bzzzzzzzz♡
Even as she thrashed against the vibrator still merrily buzzing away inside her and the massive breasts cutting off her air, Celestin finally managed to find the switch.
Click—
"H-huh, come to think of it, which way do I turn the switch to turn it off? This way? This w-waaay, o-ohooooooh—♡"
BZZZZZZZZZ—!!!
"That's not it! That's not iiit! I wasn't trying to turn it to max, I was trying to stop it! Stoooop! Stop the pussy orgasms, I was trying to stop the pussy orgasms, hiiiik, I-I'm coming again, I-I'm really gonna die, save me, save meeeee...♡"
After thrusting her belly toward the ceiling through several more climaxes, Celestin's body finally went limp, slumping down in a heap.
"...Why's it so damn noisy today?"
It was precisely the moment her human slave finished his day's work and came home.