Dark Lady
"Ugh, fuck. I must be crazy. Whew..."
I—the main body—had set off to find the next target, leaving me—Mark—the clone behind at the succubus's mansion. Over twenty hours of nonstop sex had knocked out not just the succubus, but all five of her female guards too.
"Sigh, fuck. Whose fault is this if not mine? Who the hell am I supposed to blame? Whew."
We'd switched spots constantly during the marathon, leaving traces of our debauchery all over the mansion. With the windows shut tight, the air was thick with a filthy cocktail of scents. How could a gentleman like me just walk away from this mess?
Scrub-a-dub-dub!
"Sigh, fuck."
So there I was, mopping the floors like a madman. We'd gotten pretty rough, but these women had given me pure bliss and joy. Leaving them like this wasn't the act of a true gentleman.
It took nearly three hours of cleaning, but I finally erased every last stain from the place.
"...Now comes the real challenge."
All that was left was washing the succubus and her guards. But here's the problem.
"Fuck, I'm so hard."
There were six stunning women, each one gorgeous and unique, covered in my cum. Seeing them sprawled out like that in such a slutty state? It was driving me insane. My dick, which had behaved during cleanup, was now rock-hard and ready to go.
"..."
"...Ha! I'm losing my mind here."
The succubus was especially bad. She'd absorbed my main body's cum, so one more round wouldn't kill her. Yeah, she wouldn't die.
"I'd die, though."
I absolutely could not fuck the succubus with this clone body. One tight squeeze from her legs around my waist or a hard hug, and my bones would shatter. If she hadn't absorbed the main body's seed, it'd be fine—but now? She's untouchable. Off-limits.
Clones aren't recyclable. Once dead, that's it. I've gotten so much mileage out of them; no way am I ruining one myself.
"Hold back. I have to hold back! Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra... attain enlightenment..."
I chanted sutras, battling the endless temptations. I'm gonna die for real!
*****
I drove to my hideout in District 78.
"Boss! You're back!"
"Welcome back!"
"Yeah, yeah."
I waved lazily at the bald goons greeting me, then hurried to the underground secret facility. Even the live-in baldies didn't know about this hidden spot. The first resident? Jet Stream. After I beat him, he ended up imprisoned here, half-dead. We dosed him daily with enough sedatives to knock out a dinosaur—S-rank or not, no waking up from that. But S-rank potential is insane; miracles happen sometimes. That's why Mark-3 was on constant watch, ready to swap positions and subdue him if needed.
But I wasn't here for Jet Stream today.
"Heyy~ Dark Lady. How've you been?"
"..."
It was for the second resident: Dark Lady. In her prison-like room—complete with a toilet—she glared at me with eyes that could kill a hundred times over if looks could kill.
Killing intent. Her gaze screamed she wanted me dead.
Yes! That's it!
My dick, finally calm, swelled right back up.
A woman who wants to kill me! A woman who hates my guts!
What face would she make pinned under me? What moans would escape her lips? Childlike curiosity bubbled up. I had Curiosity Armor syndrome—couldn't cum without satisfying it!
To avoid startling her, I stripped first and stepped inside.
"You fucking psycho!"
My iron-hard cock bobbed as I entered, and Dark Lady spat curses amid her murderous glare.
Bob!
Am... am I a perv?! This is so fucking exciting!!!
Her insults only turned me on more. Not because I'm a perv—no way. Blame the masochist lamia I trained; she rubbed off on me. I'm not a perv!
"Dark Lady."
I loomed over her, inches away.
"You've been Shadow Killer's right-hand for years, right? You must know all about him."
"Get lost. I have nothing to say to you."
"Ooh, full of venom. You look ready to kill me if you could."
"Spot on."
Shhhwick!
From the shadows at her feet, a grotesque humanoid thing emerged, swinging a scythe-like arm at me. Aiming right for... my dick?!
"Hey, you fucking bitch!"
Clang!
The shadowy abomination's arm smacked my rod-hard shaft like a club.
"What?!"
Dark Lady looked shocked. She'd expected it to slice clean off, no doubt. Fat chance.
I'm thorough in my preparations.
Life and dick are my treasures. For a smart, fun sex life, dick protection is key. That's why I picked the Level 9 trait for Body Enhancer: Vital Point Guard. It blocks 99% of damage to weak spots. Proven effective—no HP loss.
My foresight shines again. Anyway, that's that, and this is this. Targeting my dick? I grabbed her collar.
"Guh!"
"You goddamn slut. Plenty of other targets, but you go for my dick? Classic villain move—pure evil!"
"Let go! I'll kill you!"
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
More shadowy horrors from her shadow battered me. HP dropped by 1 each time, but it didn't hurt. Felt like a massage—refreshing, even.
Riiip!
I tore her clothes off, unleashing her massive tits wrapped in a black bra. A normal woman would've screamed and covered up. Not our Dark Lady.
"You bastard! Die!"
Breasts out, she kept attacking with shadows and kicks. Shadow Killer's top aide—no ordinary poison in her.
Heh heh heh. Time to turn that venom into lust.
How long till a woman trying to kill me begs for my cock? I couldn't wait.
Riiip! Rip!
I dodged her attacks, shredding her clothes piece by piece. Each rip revealed her unreal curves.
"Mmm! Black lingerie suits a Dark Lady. Sexy as hell. My type."
"You fucker!"
Teasing her verbally ramped up her fury. Her huge tits jiggled with every big move; a kick flashed her tight slit wide open. Eye candy heaven!
"Oh yeah, that's good. Move harder."
"Die, you fucker!"
One rip at a time, soon she was down to just stockings and heels—slutty as fuck.
Thud!
"Guh!"
"Here comes the tranquilizer syringe!"
"Don't!"
Humans always want what they're told not to have. Instinct took over—I slammed her against the wall and thrust deep inside.
"Guh?! Haaahk!"
My thick cock speared her; she screamed in agony. No foreplay, and her only feelings for me were murder and hate—her pussy was bone-dry like a desert. That girth forcing in must feel like a knife to the gut.
"Oh... fucking insane."
Her pain was my pleasure. Her walls clenched and writhed to push me out, gripping like a living thing. The sensation was perfect.
"Get it out! Out, you fucker! Grraaah!"
"Heh heh heh. Wanna pull it out? Do it yourself."
"You... fuck...!"
Pain must've been brutal; even her shadow massage vanished. Biting her lip bloody, she actually lifted her hips to eject me, just like I said.
"Guh...!"
Squelch!
She endured the pain, hips rising till only the head remained inside.
"Haaa... ugh!"
"No chance."
"What?"
Thud!
"Hiiiieeeek?!"
Right before it slipped out, I pinned her shoulders and rammed deep. The head battered her cervix; her agonized shriek filled the room.
"What're you doing? How's that gonna pull it out?"
"You... fucker... I'll kill... you... I'll kill you!"
"Heh heh heh. Please, kill me. But looks like you're dying today?"
Squelch!
"Haak...! Kyaaak!"
Her juices started flowing, but not enough to ease my massive cock.
"Ah, it hurts... too big..."
"Better kill me quick. Otherwise, you'll rot here forever as my cum dump."
"N-no... not that..."
"Then kill me fast. Fine—I'll tell you what awaits you here."
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Aaaak! Aaaaahk!"
I pistoned hard; she screamed. She bit her lip to stifle it sometimes, but no use. Trapped between me and the wall, she twisted desperately to ease the pain, but I locked her limbs tight.
"Keh! Fuck yeah! Your pussy's delicious! Love it! Here it comes—get pregnant, Dark Lady!"
"Kyaaaaak!"
Spurt!
I flooded her depths. But I didn't stop.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Haaaak!"
Normally, you'd pause from the orgasm bliss. Not me—I hammered harder. My cum lubed her up, smoothing the tight strokes.
Squelch!
"Hauht!"
A full thrust smacked her cervix; she moaned. Cum's lube reduced pain, letting pleasure creep in.
"Oho? Felt that?"
"Bull... shit..."
"Nah? Then again..."
Squelch!
"Huuuht!"
"See? That moan was juicy. You felt it."
"Sh-shut... up...!"
"Heh heh heh. Bullshit. Your pussy's chomping my dick like it loves it. You filthy slut—can't get enough?"
"Shu...tup!"
My mocking twisted her face in humiliation. She bit her lip till it bled, fighting her glazing eyes.
This shit's hot as hell.
Aqua Girl, Ice Queen, succubus—they all matched her vibe somewhat. But Dark Lady? She edged them out in excitement. Why? Killing intent. The others lacked true murder in their hearts. Not her. Even amid the dizzying pleasure, she burned to kill me. Her eyes never lost that edge.
And it fueled my fire. Conquering a killer with my cock? Ultimate thrill.
Slurp!
"Ugh!"
I licked up her neck to her ear. Saliva glistened on her skin.
"Let's see who dies first—you or me."
"You... fuck..."
"Keh heh heh heh. I'll fuck you like the horny bitch you are, you slut."
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Haaaak!"
Like dogs in heat, I mounted her prone form and pounded away.