I Haven't Fallen for Hypnosis Yet? – The Eternal Hypnotic Throb That Won't Quit!
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Then the boji-pang-pang started up again and kept going.
“Ah, aah… just when were you planning to pull out? Stop already, ♡”
“This feels weird somehow.”
Back in the beginning I had yelled that I was going to hit her with a sub-mission on my dick, but now every single time I boji-pang-panged her, her womb kicked my cock like a trampoline, squeezing it so tight it felt like it could melt me, and the slick, sticky walls of her pussy wrapped around me, burning hot and desperate.
Compared to the time she had glared at me with such cold fury, this was a total transformation. Dyna’s kind of here-knight would have already mapped out every weak spot and every sweet spot on my cock and blown them all to hell, but Pariot—
“Why does this make me so uneasy?”
My instincts, forged in blood and death while I survived alongside elves through endless winter storms and Walker swarms, whispered that I should never let my guard down.
“Eek! Ooh, ooooh, ♡”
“Every time she gets stabbed like this she leaks a little pee, doesn’t she?”
“Wh-who peed, o-o-o-ooh, it’s coming again… ahh… ♡”
Squish-squish-squish—♡
Her pussy lips weren’t just twitching; they were actually sucking my cock, craving every drop of cum, the walls tightening in rhythmic waves that pulled me deeper.
Behind that familiar, slick, clinging feeling, what secret was Pariot hiding?
She wanted me to shake the last of my wariness out of her pussy so I would lean heavier on top and thrust deeper, more brutally into her womb. I pushed my hips down with extra force.
Thrust-boom—♡
“Ooh, o-o-o, no… more, more, don’t—ahh! It’s coming already, I told you it was too sensitive… ♡”
“See? You’re responding perfectly.”
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I didn’t know how, but I just had to make her confess already!
Still gripping her thick thighs with both hands, I kept pounding her womb without mercy.
If she had been a here-knight like Dyna, she would have already spilled every secret: which spot was weak, which spot made her toes curl, exactly where to hit to make her break.
“Tell me which spot is weak.”
“Heh… I-I can’t… you’ll jab it again. You’ll only poke the sweet, throbbing spots… ♡”
“Of course I will. But you can’t do a damn thing by staying silent!”
“Ugh!”
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Again I boji-pang-panged her, teaching her the cruel reality of the world!
The violent thrusts shook my balls; when they slammed against her clit, Pariot let out a stream of drool and came hard.
“Confess right now. Which spot feels good? Which one will make your womb open and swallow my cock without resistance? I’ll fuck you even better.”
“Nothing’s changed! G-gambling like that? You think I’d listen?!”
“Then I’ll make you listen.”
“Ugh!”
Why couldn’t I just grip her thighs?
I reached up, grabbed her soft breasts, and pulled her pink nipple like a desperate climber clinging to a cliff face.
“Piiiit! What are you doing there?!”
“O-oh, it’s getting even more sensitive. My muscle-pussy’s getting tighter…!”
Her form was insane!
Unlike me, who had years of experience with here-knight muscle-pussies, Pariot’s wrestler pussy—virgin-tight only moments ago—was now expertly milking my cock, counter-attacking with her own rhythm.
“This is too strange. You said you’d just pop my cock to death with a little mind trick, yet here you are still getting boji-pang-panged over and over?”
“Hehe, curious? While getting sub-missioned by a dick and pretending to be so composed! Trembling like you’re about to break… ♡”
Squish-squish—♡
Wait… what was Pariot’s pussy doing? It was clenching my cock like it owned it.
It had been doing that for a while, but this felt different—pure, possessive need to milk me dry.
“Why is your pussy gripping my dick so tightly?”
“Because this is the only way to hold it properly!”
“Hold what? Wah?!”
My body flipped.
While I was lost in shaking her womb, Pariot’s body—still tangled with me—twisted once, twice, and in the split second my balance shifted, she slammed me onto my back and pinned me beneath her.
She didn’t stop there. Gripping my legs, she planted her feet on the ring and rose, staring down at me with wide, lust-drunk eyes.
“I told you, right? I was going to hit you with a sub-mission. You got boji-pang-panged so good…!!”
“Reverse press…?!”
Was the quiet Pariot who had been getting boji-pang-panged the entire time secretly saving her strength for this exact moment?!
Thrust-boom—!!
“Hiiiiih… even if I don’t want to admit it, this dick feels so good… we’re too compatible… ♡”
“Stop already?!”
“W-what can you do?! The only thing you can do is get your dick milked while I boji-pang-pang you! Aaaah… ♡”
“Ouch…?!”
Pariot’s muscular thighs and muscle-pussy locked my body and cock in place as her royal ass slammed into my hips with a loud THWACK.
“Huuu… f-feels so good… getting railed was nice, but riding on top and shaking my hips while I get eaten is even better… ♡ A female riding a male, grinding her hips… I can’t hold it in… ♡”
“Completely addicted!”
Pop-pop-pop—♡
She had been holding back only for this moment, now she no longer needed to hold back. Pariot joyfully rocked her hips up and down, pouring every bit of energy into claiming my cum.
“So hard…!”
“Your cock is so thick… huu, it tastes so good, she keeps drooling saying how good her pussy is… ♡”
I tried reaching her thighs to flip the script, but Pariot’s body was like a mountain—ancient redwoods with roots sunk deep for centuries, unmoving.
The wrestler’s ass dropped its full weight onto my waist, and Pariot cried out in ecstasy.
“Just tap out! You can’t do anything! Before you fill my womb ten or a hundred times, tap and surrender! Hit the happy button!”
“I’ve never come yet, but you’ve gone so many times and still act so arrogant…”
“A-are you done talking?! Didn’t you watch boxing?! You lose if you get knocked out even once! Your sex skills are trash! Just fill my womb and hit the happy button already!”
Thump-thump-thump—♡
She was spinning her hips in wide circles, now fully dedicated to humiliating me…!
Her pussy wasn’t just passively taking it either; the slick walls clamped down on my cock like a lifeline, every vein and ridge being sucked dry for cum.
Even while I was on the bottom, Pariot kept moaning my name, using every trick to keep me distracted with boji-pang-pang.
Only the spots she could never fall asleep were the ones she emphasized.
“By the way, I have good stamina too.”
“Hah, talk when your mouth is full…”
Thump-thump—♡
She rocked her hips like shifting through gears—first, second, third—then suddenly grinned and bent my cock and her ass backward in a reverse position.
“This naughty mouth of yours is going to get sealed!”
“What?!”
“Having your cock milked while your opponent refuses to kiss you is already humiliating, but kissing while you can’t even breathe properly? That’s the ultimate sub-mission!”
“No way—?!”
Smooch-smooch—!!!
Right away Pariot grabbed my face with both hands and sealed my lips.
The emerald eyes peeking through her ridiculous plastic mask, the fire of lust burning inside—impossibly seductive. But the kiss only lasted a second.
“Mmmph… chububobobob—!!”
“Uwah, this crazy…?”
She forced my mouth open wider, then shoved her tongue inside, and with one hand clamping my nose shut, Pariot sucked every last bit of air and cum from my body.
Suck-suck-suck—♡
Her wrestler pussy worked the same way. Every time she ground her hips, the walls slid up and down my cock like a machine.
Her upper and lower lips tag-teamed, attacking my cock and mouth at the same time, slowly dismantling my consciousness.
In that life-or-death moment, did Pariot—while thinking she had the upper hand—let her guard slip?
“Swooop… hehe, how’s it? About to pass out? Can’t breathe, your dick’s gonna explode from how good it feels. You’re going to die from pleasure, aren’t you?”
“Heh… heh…”
“You’re still far from it. The humiliation of stealing my virginity is nothing compared to what’s coming. I still have to punish you for stealing my first kiss…!”
“The kiss was on your side, huh?!”
Smooch-smooch—♡
Pop-pop-pop—♡
Back came the wrestler, covering my cock and mouth again. The greedy mouth and muscle-pussy that were about to suck me dry until my vision spun.
But—
“Swooop, surrender already. If you tap now, I’ll make you my sex slave—kyaa, w-what?!”
Before I could even finish, an arm slipped between Pariot’s armpits and yanked her up.
“D-Dyna Hercules?!”
Dyna had recovered just in time to sneak up behind Pariot and pin her down.
“You dared to use your slutty mouth and pussy to tag-team and threaten my lord? Now we can finally do a proper 2-on-2 tag match.”
“You cowardly bastards?!”
“We’ve got you cornered! You’re completely finished!”