Chapter 80
Chapter 80
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 80
Chapter Title: Hehe... I Got Fucked Hard That Whole Year (5)
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This position was seriously embarrassing...
My legs spread wide astride Bishop Lisa's thighs. She immediately yanked me closer to make sure I couldn't escape, folding her hips inward and trapping me between her torso and her legs.
"Haa... haa..."
Her reason seemed numb as she dripped saliva onto my face, lifting her hips.
She grabbed my throbbing cock and shoved it inside with the desperate urgency of a thief caught red-handed.
"Hngh...!"
Finally getting what she wanted, she let out a sweet, melting moan.
A woman pounding down roughly on top of a man in reverse mating press. Or was it just called mating press here? Anyway, I never imagined the day would come when I'd experience something I'd only seen on the internet.
It felt like I'd lost something vital as a man.
"Hngh... my cock's gonna burst..."
No time to think even trivial thoughts amid the tightening walls of her pussy. Her excitement made the writhing insides feel like a living fleshlight.
Aaah... b-body won't listen...
Bound with my body slightly lifted, it felt like I was being raped. Shame mixed with ticklish pleasure, making it impossible to stay sane.
This isn't enough... Hurry up and pound me mercilessly from above like a pestle, Bishop Lisa...
"Heh... B-Bishop, squeeze my cock tight! Tight tight...!"
I babbled words even I couldn't understand. My mind regressing had regressed my language too, stuck at baby-talk level.
"Haa... Squeeze tight? Isaiah?"
Bishop Lisa gripped my wrists hard enough to bruise, leaving me helpless. She savored my half-broken state from her dominant position, then smirked.
Do it... please... I'm gonna die!
She could do whatever she usually did. Bite and scratch as much as she wanted, squeeze until I thought I'd die if she didn't like it. I didn't care about anything else—just let me cum, and I'd forgive anything.
"Hngh... Fuck, you're such a turn-on..."
Twisting her body at my utterly depraved sight, her womb quivered deep inside. If she pressed down now...
Ah... fuck... I'd die happy from bliss overload.
"Haa... haa... you fucking male slut... This pussy you love so much. Let's see how long you last."
Splurt—
"Ohhh...!"
As Bishop Lisa thrust her hips down, my half-buried cock sliced deeper through her pussy.
Already sensitive, the increased contact made my hips twitch reflexively.
Squeeze—
Finally swallowing my cock to the root, Bishop Lisa lifted her ass high in an obscene position. Buried in her flesh, I could only let out lewd cries.
Squelch— squelch— squelch— squelch—
I'm being devoured. Krrgh...
She started slamming her hips down like pounding rice. Crushing my cock and lower body, the unfamiliar pleasure made drool leak from my mouth like pussy juice.
This is... better than I thought... No... it's good...
I hated the awkward, weird position before, but I'd been wrong. Looking back, no better pose for a woman to rape a man. Utterly humiliating, yet insanely hot.
"Heek... urghh..."
Each bounce of her hips sent her intoxicating scent straight to my brain, her faint body odor making my vision whiten and my body melt in ecstasy.
Aaah... g-gonna cum...
Slap— slap— slap— slap—
No matter how big my cock or how menacing it looked, it meant nothing against Bishop Lisa's vise grip. Facing this monster squeezing relentlessly, resistance was futile.
"Krrgh... Gonna cum? Priest Isaiah... Your cock's throbbing like it wants to blow."
Sensing the pulsing, she tossed back her sweat-soaked hair and spoke. I'd forgotten how to reply, just grimacing and panting.
"Fucking bastard... I'll drain your soul too..."
With that, she leaned down and kissed me.
She thrust her hips as deep as possible, swallowing me to the hilt, then ground her ass mercilessly against me, contracting and relaxing her pussy like she meant to rip my cock off.
"Hmph... mmph..."
Her body crushed mine so hard I couldn't breathe, waves of pleasure drowning my consciousness. Covered in her marks, I pierced her womb and unleashed thick ropes deep inside.
Spurt— splurt— spurt—
Squeezing without mercy, not letting a drop escape.
After draining the buildup, my mind fogged like an idiot's. Muscles tensed then relaxed, and my consciousness slowly returned.
"Haa... haa... Bishop..."
The lingering excitement from Corruption Value washed away, bringing sage time. Only after the frenzy did things come into focus.
What did I...
Catching my breath, memories of my recent words and actions flashed by. Lowbrow behavior at a level that made me doubt myself chilled my head.
No... what was I thinking...
In front of the Cardinal, I licked Bishop Lisa's pussy and showed off the nectar in my mouth, then threw a tantrum like a spoiled bitch. Worse, I outright begged to be raped.
Brief moments that made me question if it was really me.
"Hngh... You came buckets... Trying to knock me up? I haven't even cast contraception yet..."
Taking my load straight to her womb, Bishop Lisa whimpered. She'd climaxed satisfyingly too, her expression much softer.
"Heh... heh... S-sorry, Bishop..."
"Fuck... If you weren't a priest, I'd get pregnant right now and force you to marry me..."
"..."
She smirked wickedly, casually dropping something horrifying.
Marriage to her, of all people? I'd accept anything else, but not that. Even if refusal wouldn't work, any sign of it and I'd pack up and flee the next day.
Better to hole up in some mountain alone than be tied to that woman forever.
"Urgh... But it's still not enough..."
"Pardon?"
"Haa... You can go more, right? No, you can. Right, Isaiah?"
Just when I thought it was over, she hugged me again and started moving her hips slowly.
Fuck... Forgot. Women here don't finish after one or two rounds.
At least a few more times before she'd be satisfied.
"W-wait...! No more... I can't!"
"Huh, why? You never end after one... Or did you fuck those other bitches and you're spent now?"
"..."
Ugh... Make excuses here? No comeback to that. Quitting now admits I dumped my saved load on others, and how could I say that?
Especially since it was true.
I just opened and closed my mouth searching for excuses when—
"Haa... Cat got your tongue now? You slut."
"Haa... Then go easy, please."
No escape, I gave in despondently. After a few more drainings, I finally escaped her embrace.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Haa... haa... haa..."
My vision spun. Drained so thoroughly, my whole body was sticky with her marks and territorial claims.
"Priest, you held out without passing out, huh."
Done with me, she switched back to her normal tone, dressing in her scattered clothes. I was half-dead, but she looked annoyingly fine.
"Ugh... urgh..."
Finally over for sure. Grimacing, I struggled to sit up.
Crushed under her heavy body in that position, every muscle ached to move. Plus, sticky fluids and cum everywhere—from feet to hair—left me a pathetic, rag-like mess.
"Haa... Anyway, let's see how much you saved up."
She snapped her fingers with a grin, and a milky fluid emerged from her pussy folds. Clearly my cum, trapped in a bizarre glow and pulled out.
"Fucking disgusting load. You slut..."
Holding the end like a condom, she gauged the weight.
Then it burst like a water balloon under her hand, splattering pathetically to the floor.
"Still gotta fuck more, nearly got knocked up for real..."
She glanced at me, stepped indifferently over the discarded cum, and sat opposite. Legs blatantly spread, she jerked her chin at me.
"Stop just staring and come lick it clean. Once you're done, you clean your owner's body yourself. Right?"