Taming the Arrogant Bitch Satyros (1)

As soon as I stepped out onto the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠street, the taxi I'd called ahead was already waiting.

Today's a goblin, huh.

It was kinda fun seeing a different species of taxi driver every time I rode one. I snuck a glance at the goblin handling the wheel with its stubby little limbs, but figured staring too hard would be rude, so I looked away and busied myself with something else.

You never know—the goblin might be some big shot in its home dimension, like a goblin version of the Heavenly Demon.

Even if not, it could still be somebody important.

Anyway, while we drove, I checked for any new reviews. Sure enough, that low-eyes bitch Eileya had left one.

I felt grateful she'd reviewed me less than a day later and tapped it open. The content read:

This big sis is way different online and in person. How should I put it? It was hard to believe the ladylike Eileya who spoke so primly wrote that.

Or is she the same?

Thinking back, yesterday when I was pounding her from behind, she was begging like, "Fuck yeah, pound me like a dog," and shit. Guess she just turns into a different person when she's horny?

Anyway, her review was swarmed with comments, so I scrolled through them.

Most were some sucker Eileya trolled cursing her out.

Anyway, I skimmed the comments under the reviews without realizing how fast time was flying.

It felt like just the other day when only Mumungmumung's lonely review was up, but now with Eileya's added, I had over ten.

Even just checking new comments took a decent chunk of time now.

And every single one was a perfect 5/5, so watching my little review profile grow felt pretty damn satisfying.

"Sir, we've arrived."

"Oh, yeah."

I was in the middle of hitting recommend on Eileya's review when we pulled up, so I closed the Mammathong app and got out.

Should've grabbed a bite with Lilith first.

It was so early the area was dead quiet.

Normally at this hour, a few non-humans would've already been lining up, but not even that today.

Just the occasional human or non-human heading to work, looking like any ordinary commuter.

What the fuck does that bitch see in herself to crawl out here at the crack of dawn?

Just finish quick and head home, I thought, walking toward the room where I'd locked up the Sati bitch.

My smartphone buzzed as I reached the door. Checking it, I saw a text from Eileya.

She'd given me her number for business the first time we met, and thanks to that, she'd summoned me yesterday too, so it wasn't weird.

Bit early for contact, though.

Anyway, I checked what she'd sent at this hour.

She wasn't asking if I was coming out today—I was already out.

Doing this every day made it feel like I was always available, cheapening my value, so I'd been thinking of taking today off. But Eileya was my second biggest client after Mumungmumung, so after a moment's thought, I replied.

How much did Eileya drop yesterday again?

I hadn't expected another booking the very next day, let alone back-to-back. No skin off my back, though, so I replied right away.

My phone buzzed again as I read Eileya's last text and opened the door.

A sharp, sweet grape scent hit me like a truck the second it swung open.

Fuck, I realized instantly, trying to backpedal—but a hand grabbed my arm.

"Shit."

I forgot.

Before I could reach for the scent-neutralizing perfume in my pocket, I was yanked roughly into the room and slammed onto the floor.

"Ugh..."

My back and ass throbbed from being tossed like trash, but what caught my eye first was the Sati bitch straddling me.

Her clothes were somewhere—clothes discarded god knows where—she was buck naked, her whole body drenched in sweat, pussy juice, and fluids.

"Haa, haa, haa...♡ Hnngh♡ Haaack...♡"

Drool spilling from her mouth, she panted raggedly, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her body shuddering on top of me.

She just came, right?

Yeah, looked like it.

My pants were getting soaked from the pussy juice she squirted.

Of course, whether my pants got wet or not wasn't the issue right now.

These past few days, I'd gotten plenty of experience being drenched in pussy juice. The problem was the scent coming off this Sati bitch—it was driving me fucking insane.

And it wasn't just her scent. The whole room reeked of it.

Made sense, really.

She'd been ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠locked in here for days, cumming her brains out nonstop. Who knows how many orgasms she'd had.

And the Satyros scent.

The pheromones that turned your brain to mush for heat—it was literally their species' body odor.

From saliva, sweat, pussy juice—every inch of a Satyros's body.

With her cooped up spraying fluids everywhere for days, the entire room was saturated with her stink.

And on top of that, this bitch was drooling right onto my face.

Drip, drip...

Even the spit droplets hitting my face carried that sweet grape aroma.

No perfume could fix this shit.

Spray all you want—it'd run out before the smell did.

Not that I could even reach for it right now, fuck.

"Cock...♡ Cockkk...♡ Cockkk...♡♡"

She pinned my arms, muttering "cock" like a maniac, grinding her pussy on my crotch with little hip wiggles.

"Hnng, good, so good♡ Hnngh♡ Pussy♡ Hit♡ Squeeze♡ Ahhh♡ Ah♡ Ah♡"

Didn't take long before she came again on her own, squirting everywhere.

Fuck me, the already thick room scent got even heavier.

"Hic♡ Hiiic♡ Hick...♡"

Squirt♡ Squirt♡

Even mid-orgasm, she kept grinding. The curse didn't seem worn off.

Nah, if it had, she'd have left by now.

I'd ordered her to keep cumming nonstop, stay in this room, and cut off all outside contact—three things.

Her still being here, rubbing her pussy on my crotch till she collapsed from cumming? Curse was holding strong.

Just order her to stop, and she'd be done.

But.

My rationality was fogging up from her scent, blocking that logical shit.

Boiling lust crushing reason, screaming to just fuck the bitch in front of me.

Fuck...

Didn't expect to fall for this again.

Getting hit twice after the first time? What a fucking retard.

"Ahh♡"

My cock twitched hard under my pants, pressing into her pussy, and she came again just from that.

"It's growing♡ Cock...♡ Hic♡"

Shuddering from another orgasm, she spun around.

Now I got a full view of her pussy—swollen bright red from who knows how much she'd abused it.

Twitching and gaping, pussy lips peeking through thick goat-like pubic hair like her legs, constantly leaking juice.

Slut who's been around the block, and her pussy's still pink? Infuriatingly hot.

"Slurp, haa...♡ Cock smell...♡ Good♡"

And what she was doing next was obvious without looking. She buried her nose in my crotch, where my cock bulged like it was gonna rip through my pants, sniffing away.

Then, zip, the sound of my zipper.

Unlike her pink inner pussy, my dark-skinned cock sprang out, sending that cool, familiar sensation through me.

"Haa...♡ Amazinggg...♡ Cockkk...♡ So biiig...♡"

No hesitation—she yanked out my half-hard cock and shoved it straight into her mouth.

And started sucking.

"Slurp♡ Chup♡ Slurrp~♡"

"You fuckin'..."

I was already struggling, and even half-hard, my cock was bigger than most full ones. She deepthroated it in one go and went to town.

"Sluuurp♡ Squeeeze♡ Hngg...♡ Sluuuurp♡♡"

Not just that—she sucked the tip noisily while fondling my balls, squeezing them. Fuck, felt so good I was losing it.

Her pussy's all pink, but yeah, she's definitely a well-fucked slut.

No other way she'd have these skills.

Even better than Eileya's blowjob yesterday...

"Smooch♡ Squeeech♡ Smooch♡ Squeeeze...♡"

Squirting on my face nonstop while blowing me, drenching it more.

My reason was about to snap.

Even for a shitty bitch, no guy's resisting a good blowjob on instinct.

Especially when it felt this fucking amazing.

This Satyros bitch, perma-horny from days of constant orgasms, sucking like a maniac—how could it not feel good?

Honestly, shitty personality, small tits, but her ass was cute, face was pretty enough.

Wouldn't be a loss to fuck her, right—?

Snap out of it.

I barely fought off the temptation.

But fuck, her scent everywhere—even starting to come off my own body now. I was gonna go feral.

And getting a blowjob in the middle of it.

How the hell do I hold out?

My cock hardening more in her mouth, her swallowing deeper.

"Glrk♡ Glllrk...♡ Sluuuuurp...♡"

It's all going in...

Fuck...

I'm really fucked...

"Ngh, ugh... Hnng..."

The pleasure from her scent and cock was clouding my barely-held reason.

I tried suppressing it, but my cock kept betraying me, stiffening against my will.

This way, I'd blow off my Eileya appointment and get stuck with this psycho all day getting sucked off.

For free.

No fucking way. Do you know how much one session costs...?

Plus, Eileya already booked me.

But my cock didn't care, fully erecting honestly.

No...

That's when it happened—watching my cock go full mast.

The haze vanished instantly. My head cleared right up.

"......"

What the fuck.

"Hnnng...♡ Haaaang...♡"

Shudder♡

There she was, cumming again, mouth full of my upright cock, body shaking.

Her fresh squirt still smelled sweetly of grapes.

And speaking of sweet—not just the scent, the taste too.

Tastes like grape juice...

Anyway, Satyros pussy juice tasting like grape juice wasn't important now.

Didn't this happen last time too?

When this bitch first flipped out on me, I got hard from her scent like a horny dog, then snapped out of it.

Once is coincidence, twice? Not random.

Whatever, putting that aside.

"Slurp, haaa♡ Mmph♡♡"

Seeing her still mid-orgasm with my cock in her mouth, I decided to peel this bitch off first.

"Get your mouth off, you slut."

Gonna cum.