Chapter 183: Just Because I'm Poor Doesn't Mean My Tits, Pussy, and Ass Are Poor (7)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 183: Just Because I'm Poor Doesn't Mean My Tits, Pussy, and Ass Are Poor (7)[R-18]
“Kh... Khe-eut!♥... You!... You... trash!... Slurp♥... You...!♥ You need to realize you’re a total piece of trash!... Hyat!”
Contrary to the insults pouring from her mouth, Helen’s flushed body seemed to beg for stimulation in any way it could, her nipples becoming as erect as possible as she leaked love juice...
But Ian, heartlessly, didn't touch her at all.
‘U-usually, you’re all over me like a dog in heat, so why not now!! Keu-eut!! This is practically torture!!♥’
Every time he licked the pre-cum, the pleasure Ian had engraved into her mind replayed, making Helen’s hips twitch reflexively.
Clang! Clang!
But because her ankles were fixed firmly in place, she couldn't even move properly. It was so miserable and frustrating that she felt like she might burst into tears.
“But you still love me, right?”
“S-shut up! I think I need to seriously reconsider our relationship right now?!... Haya?!!♥.. Wh... what are you doing all of a sudden!♥.. You... what are you doing!?”
When Ian thrust his hand deep between her thighs, Helen let out a startled scream.
“I’m just touching your thighs?”
“Who doesn’t know that—♥... Hraat..!!♥ Wh-who said you could touch me there!!♥ Even if we’re a married couple, shouldn’t we... maintain... some boundaries?!♥”
Nibble—
Seeing Helen’s resistance, Ian chuckled as if she were adorable. Then, as if rewarding her for the teasing he’d put her through, he lightly nipped her clitoris with his front teeth.
“Kheu-heee-eet?!!♥♥”
Squirrrrt—! Splat!
A single, light stimulation.
For Helen, who was as starved for pleasure as parched earth in a long drought, it was enough to make her spray a fountain of fluids.
“Hmm, seeing you climax like that from just one little kiss, you definitely love me.”
“Y-y-you!?! Have you actually lost your mind?! How is biting a kiss! And who in the world kisses a clit?!.. Ah-hit-it?!♥♥”
Squelch—
Before she could even spit out her complaints, the tip of Ian’s glans pressed against her pussy, which was clamped tighter than usual due to the shackles holding her legs together.
“Hi... hiik..!!.♥. A p-person is talking!♥ W-wait... just... wait a second♥! Hraaaaaang!?!”
“No, I’m not waiting.”
“Kheu-hit!...♥ N-no!..♥ I-if you... p-put... that... in... right now!♥ My... p-pussy... will... break!♥...♥ Keu-eut!♥... N-no!?♥... Hi.. hi-iiik!?... I... I get it!!.. I’ll... let you... do it... so at... at least... unlock the shackles!♥... Kheu-heee-eet!!♥”
Schloop—! Squelch!
It was a position that defied human anatomy—inserting while her legs were forced shut.
‘Hru...!♥ Kkik.,..! Ugh... ah..! W-wait... I... I can’t... breathe!♥’
As Ian’s cock sank all the way to the root in that state, Helen’s mouth hung open like a gasping fish.
Simultaneous with the insertion, the first thing Helen felt wasn't pleasure, but a threat to her survival.
The pressure was so intense she wondered if his cock had pierced her lungs, and she struggled desperately to keep breathing.
‘...Kkeuk...!♥ Th-there’s not enough... oxygen♥... My consciousness.... like this!.. A... aat?... In the distance.. I see Harini’s... face... As expected.. she’s pretty because she looks like her mom and dad... wait, that’s not it!!♥’
“Hee-hee-hoo!♥... Hee-hee-hoo!!♥... Hee-hee-hoo!!♥”
Barely regaining her senses by focusing on Harini’s face, Helen managed to secure her right to live by using the Lamaze Breathing Method for the first time in a long while.
Squish—!
As if everything until now had been a mere joke, Ian lowered his body onto Helen, overlapping his weight with hers.
“Kya-hua..!♥ Ha-eu-eu-euk♥!?!”
Their navels pressed together, and she could fully feel Ian’s body heat and muscles, but Helen didn't have the luxury to enjoy it.
“No!..♥ No!♥!!♥...... No!!♥ Keu-kkeu-heuk!♥... Y-you... th-this... no!.. Keu-heuk. Ha... ah! Ah-euk!♥”
“What do you mean 'no'?”
“Wh-what do you mean...♥ wh-what!?!♥... Kkeuk!.,..♥ Se-sex...!!... Sex is..♥ n-no!♥... N-no!?!... Keu-heuk!♥”
Clang—! Clang—!
Helen flailed, trying to break free from her restraints, but unfortunately, the S&P No. 9 she had procured herself held her body tight and wouldn't let go.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you struggle like this, Helen. It’s cute.”
“Hru.. hru-ik..!♥... D-don’t... p-praise me... for... this!♥... A-and... I really... feel like I’m going to die!?!..!!♥ At... at least... the blindfold... please.. kheu-heuuuu-euk!!♥.. Sh-shut down... the... equipment!!♥♥”
Sex with Ian always made her feel like she was losing her mind, but today was different.
Was it because her body was flushed from being struck by S&P No. 5?
No.
The effect of S&P No. 5, which converted pain into pleasure, was incredible, but it wasn't a level of pleasure she had never experienced before.
If expressed in numbers, it was about 0.6 Ian-units of pussy-grinding.
Then why had Helen become so sensitive?
‘Hit!...♥ Kki-hi-ak!?♥... B-because... I can’t see...♥!.. I’m... too... sensitive?!♥’
Humans are animals that rely heavily on sight.
Because it’s such a natural action, we don't realize it, but the brain uses significant resources to process visual information.
This meant that if sight wasn't being used, those brain resources were left over, making smell, taste, hearing, and touch that much more sensitive.
Of course, this was purely theoretical.
Closing one's eyes does make other senses a bit sharper, but it doesn't allow one to use all the resources normally dedicated to vision.
Well...
Unless the blindfold Helen was wearing was S&P No. 3.
S&P No. 3 maximized Helen’s other senses to the same extent that it blocked her sight.
“Kkeuk?!♥... A.. aaat!... I’m... coming! I’m coming, I’m coming!♥..... Kheu-heuuuu-euk-!♥.. Ok?!♥.. O-ho-kkeuk!..!!♥.. I... I already came!!♥ Y-you!!♥♥.. S-stop it!.♥..♥ Ah... ah...!!... You!... Ian!!.. Ha,, Harini’s dad?!.. Stooop it?!!”
It was the worst possible situation for Helen.
For a normal person, only the pleasure from touch would increase, but Helen had a ‘Gourmet’ constitution, a unique trait where her sense of taste shared the pleasure.
Not only her sense of touch, but the pleasure gained through her sense of taste had also increased.
Above all, what was driving Helen crazy was the fact that her body was confined to the frame.
Helen had never been this restricted during her relations with Ian.
At most, Ian would pin her wrists and crush her with his weight while thrusting his cock into her!
Of course, that alone was enough restraint to make Helen lose her will to resist, but she could still twist her hips or bend her legs to be struck in a ‘less’ pleasurable spot.
However, currently fixed to the ‘frame,’ even that was completely sealed off.
On the other hand, what about Ian?
Thrust—!
“Kki-hi-ii-it!?!♥.. No... no!!♥.. While... thrusting your cock♥... d-don’t... pull... my nipples... kkeuk!♥.. p-please!?♥!!. Hi-ii-it! Ah... aaat!!♥ I’m... coming♥ again!!♥♥”
His hands, which used to be wasted on pinning down the thrashing Helen, could now be used entirely to hammer her with pleasure.
Helen could only let out groans, crushed by the disaster she had brought upon herself.
Squish—! Squish—!
“O... oh-ok!♥... Hru.. hru-e!♥..... He-ek!♥... E!♥... P-p-please.... just wait a little!♥”
Every time Ian swung his hips, instinctive pleas that bypassed her brain spilled from Helen’s mouth.
She knew that once this man caught fire, he wouldn't stop just because she said so, but the only thing the fully restrained Helen could move was her mouth.
Plop—! Plop—!
Relentless waves of pleasure crashed over her.
Because she couldn't move her body, the waves of pleasure circulating inside Helen collided with each other, growing even larger.
“Ho... ho-euk...!♥.. S-si...♥ Hru.. hru-ek! Ha-eu-ak?!♥ O... oh-ok!... Ok♥... Keu-heut!♥... Ah.. a-ang-aa-at!♥”
She couldn't even speak properly anymore.
Wailing like a beast was the only freedom Helen was permitted.
Squelch—!
“O.. oh-hok?!♥... N-no.. no♥.. no... st... stop!!♥.. Sto-o-o-op!♥ Ah, aaat....!... Ah-eu-a!♥”
Especially when Ian slowly pulled his cock out and scraped her weak spot with the thick part of his glans, she felt her consciousness trying to fly away several times...
“♥Heu-ee-euk-!!.. Heu-e-ek!!.. Heu-e-e-e!!♥... I... I hate it..!.. N-no more!♥”
The frame restraining Helen.
The awakening effect imbued in ‘S&P No. 9’ didn't even allow Helen the sanctuary of fainting.
Every time her consciousness drifted, it forcibly woke her up, making her taste the pleasure in its entirety.
“...My m-mind♥.. is going to break!♥... I feel... like I’m going to d-die♥!... Kkeuk!..♥ You... you can use my pussy!!...♥ Kkeuk!.. F-faint!... Let me... f-faint!♥... I’ve had...!!♥.. enough... pleasure..!♥.. Hu-ang-e-et!?♥”
‘Th-this is why♥... they... died!!.. Th-they must have been crazy! Why on earth did they make something like this!!♥’
Experiencing it firsthand, she knew for sure.
This was an item that could push even Helen—who was used to all sorts of violent sex with Ian—to this extent.
It seemed the rumor that the S&P couple died of ‘death during sex’ wasn't just a baseless story.
“He...♥ he-ek♥... Y-you...!! Keu-heuk...!!♥.. P-please... l-listen to me!♥ Keu-heuk!!♥”
“Yeah. I love you too.”
“Eut...!♥ Th-that’s not it!!♥ Hi.. hi-euk..!!♥ L-listen carefully.♥... Ha.. ha-a♥ You’re not in your right mind right now. Your mind is gone because of these items!♥”
“I’m perfectly sane. As proof, look how much I love you, Helen.”
“Heu-eut... th-that’s... no! Anyway, th-that’s not it! Actually, these things are...”
Taking advantage of the moment Ian briefly stopped moving, the rumors about the S&P series spilled from Helen’s mouth.
“S-so! If you don’t want to kill me! Stop now! W-we can just have sex on a normal bed!!”
“Hmm... but Helen, you were going to use these on me?”
“...I d-didn’t use them!!! So you... if you stop now, I’ll consider it extenuating circumstances!!”
Whether her desperate plea worked or not, Ian turned his gaze toward the S&P series.
‘Hmm... I see. So that’s what it was. Back then, that... ah, so that’s how it happened...’
He didn't know if they were cursed items like Helen said, but from the moment he picked up the whip, he could see lines and hear voices, so he felt they weren't ordinary magic tools.
But...
‘I don’t think Helen will die from this.’
Ian was the one who had hammered pleasure into the much more fragile Estelle to her limit to exorcise the ‘Balance Demon.’
He could now sense instinctively what level of pleasure was life-threatening.
Unless he added an ‘anal plug’ or ‘nipple piercings’ to the current state, there was no risk of Helen dying!
“Yeah, it’s fine. You won’t die.”
“Y-yeah... right now... eh?... What did you just...?... N-no!! What do you know!! I-I’m telling you... I feel like I’m dying! Un-unlock it! Stop talking nonsense and unlock it right now!”
“So, I’ll think about it after I cum once.”
“Wh-what kind of nonsense are you...!?... Oh-kkeu-kkeu!?!♥♥”
Thrust—!
Unfortunately, no matter how hard she resisted, Helen’s body and mind already belonged entirely to Ian.
The moment she heard the word 'cum,' Helen’s pussy, regardless of her will, squeezed his cock with all its might for his pleasurable ejaculation...
Spurt— Spurt—
“᧗ Kheu-hi-eu-ee-it!?!♥♥♥”
In a storm of pleasure that wouldn't even let her faint, Helen fully felt the hot, jelly-like semen filling her uterus.