Even the Greatest Woman Breaks When Impaled on a Cock? Luis.
Luis. Leader of Hongryeon, the emperor's assassination squad. Why the hell had this woman suddenly barged into my office?
Such logical thoughts barely grazed my mind. Because of Baekseol's mouth sucking my cock from under my desk right now.
"What... is it? How dare you burst into my room like this."
Even speaking a single word was a struggle. If we were alone in the room, that'd be one thing. But trying to hold a conversation with Baekseol secretly pleasuring my cock under the desk was pure agony.
Was this the emperor's doing? Or had she come on her own accord?
"My apologies, Minister. I have one thing I'd like to ask."
"Speak..."
Every time I opened my mouth, Baekseol sucked my shaft fiercely, her tongue lapping at it. Inside her mouth, her tongue danced, wrapping around my cock this way and that. The slick, slippery sensation hit me raw.
Half-flushed from the sticky pleasure surging below, I glared at Luis.
"Where did you go today?"
She wasn't even trying to hide it. To ask so blatantly...
"Emily... that acquaintance of yours... why are you curious about... my whereabouts?"
I bit my lip hard, glaring at Luis. I felt like I was dying.
Baekseol's tongue and mouth tormented my cock like a single serpent, meticulously. Every time I dealt with Luis, my mind went hazy.
But cumming in the office—in front of other women—was absolutely out of the question. I gritted my teeth.
Damn it.
When Baekseol's tongue teasingly tickled and tormented my glans...
"I saw you by chance. With Lady Emily."
"Lady... Emily. That person is now called a lady, huh! Guh."
My gaze involuntarily dropped downward. Baekseol looked up at me with my cock in her mouth, flashing a sly grin. That smile seemed to say she'd seized the high ground.
"What's down there?"
"Nothing. Dropped my pen."
I casually picked up the pen from the floor, acting natural.
"So what? Because I met Emily... do I owe you something?"
"No, that's not it. But... aren't there marriage talks between you and Lady Solarion?"
At Luis's words, Seria flinched.
"I have no idea where such rumors come from."
At that moment, Baekseol targeted the spot just below my glans with her tongue. Slowly, softly, she licked up and down the shaft. Stimulating the most sensitive area made it feel like a direct hit to my brain. I barely kept my hips from bucking.
Once I endured the wave of pleasure...
"Haa."
A sigh escaped me, laced with a hint of moan. But perhaps because of my serious expression, no one noticed anything off.
"Is that why you're worried?"
"Yes. It is."
"A needless concern for a mere acquaintance of my maid. Or do you... harbor feelings for me?"
"N-No, I wouldn't dare."
As we talked, Baekseol slipped off my shoes and socks with her hands. Then, with her other hand stroking my cock, she lowered her head further to lick my toes with her tongue.
Wait, what the hell?
Caught off guard by the unexpected assault, my body trembled.
"Minister, are you alright?"
Seria, sensing something wrong, asked.
"I'm... fine. Just a slight fever, it seems."
"I'll fetch Sebastian right away."
"Your loyalty is appreciated. But no. A little rest will do."
I stopped Seria from approaching.
"But..."
"Enough!"
I raised my hand to silence her. Pulling myself together while fighting the urge to cum right then.
Ignoring Seria's startled flinch, I turned to Luis.
"Is that... all?"
Baekseol's hand stroking my cock sped up. The friction from her saliva on my shaft and her hand grew louder. Squelch, squelch. If it got any louder, they'd hear it.
BAM!
"I asked if that's all!"
I slammed my fist on the desk and shouted.
"Y-Yes."
"If that's all, then leave... I have work to do."
"A-Ah, yes. My apologies."
Luis flinched and bowed her head.
"Seria, you too. I want to be alone."
"Understood."
As the two women retreated, Baekseol's tongue grew bolder on my cock. She teasingly tickled my ballsack with her fingers, which she'd somehow exposed.
With my cock in her mouth, she sucked hard. Her mouth turned into a vacuum around my shaft. I felt it swell.
"Ah, Minister."
Luis turned back as if remembering something.
"Wh-What is it?"
I was at my limit. My mind started to blur. In my head, the national anthem was already past the fourth verse. Even after three years in this world, remembering it made me oddly proud—in my delirium.
"Thank you for the massage last time."
Just leave already.
I nodded without answering. My eyebrows twitched.
Seria opened the door, and Luis left.
"Then, Master, I'll take my leave."
Seria turned, bowing toward me. Her hair swayed, and the deep cleavage barely covered by her maid outfit came into view.
Did I let my guard down because they were leaving? Or was it Seria's soft breasts at that perfect moment?
The cock I'd desperately clenched to hold back throbbed massively in Baekseol's mouth.
"Ngh. Khngh."
I clenched my teeth, swallowing the moan.
Seria looked up. Our eyes met.
Her innocent expression of pure confusion. The moment it connected with mine, a twisted sense of depravity and guilt washed over me.
Then I reached down, grabbing Baekseol's face with my cock still in her mouth. I buried her face deep onto my shaft.
Seria finished her bow and left the room. Even after she was gone, I held Baekseol's face pressed down for a long while.
"Grk! Hrk!"
I ignored her desperate struggles. Her gasping mouth and throat muscles writhed, squeezing my cock as she fought for air.
"Guhk!"
When I released my grip, Baekseol yanked her head up. Thud. She banged the back of her head on the desk, but breathing seemed more urgent.
"Hahk, hahk, hahk."
Drool dripped from Baekseol's mouth. My cum had all gone down her throat. The curly strands of semen on her lips were oddly alluring.
"Satisfied?"
I panted, asking her.
Baekseol couldn't answer. I hadn't asked expecting one.
"You really planned to torment me."
I grabbed the panting Baekseol's hair as she slumped against the floor.
"Master Morris, hahk, you were too rough, my lord. Hahk."
"You looked plenty satisfied, so that's good."
I glared at her coldly.
"But I'm just getting started."
She'd awakened a deep-seated desire in me. The urge to ravage and torment the woman before me.
[Sexual Sadism]
It had been ages since my chest burned this fiercely. Probably because his perfectionist personality couldn't tolerate losing control to Baekseol. The desire to fuck her senseless swelled intensely—several times stronger than usual.
"Brace yourself."
The thought of not giving her my seed had long vanished. Once unleashed, my lust poured out like water from a burst dam, endless.
I swept all the documents and tools off the desk.
Crash!
I hoisted Baekseol onto the desk and tore her half-slipped northern traditional underwear.
Riiip!
"P-Please use this girl as you wish, my lord."
Baekseol trembled in fear yet gazed at me calmly, determined to achieve her goal.
The problem was, Morris wasn't that easy a man.
He bit hard into the stiff nipple atop her perky breast.
"Eek!"
Baekseol shuddered from the sudden pain.
Morris had no intention of treating her gently. All he felt was the need to show this insolent woman who dared climb atop him her place.
Grabbing both her breasts roughly with his hands, Morris shoved his rigid cock inside her.
No foreplay to heat her up. No loving whispers.
One-sided sex.
No foreplay needed. His cock was slick with his cum and her saliva, and her pussy had been wet since she first took him in her mouth. It slid in smoothly—impossibly so for a virgin.
"Nngh!"
Baekseol let out a moan closer to a scream.
"Kyaaak!"
His cock was disproportionately huge compared to her body and pussy. Even soaked, it was too much to take fully.
Blood trickled as her tight pussy tore, wetting his cock.
"M-Master Morris! Wait!"
Baekseol pleaded desperately, looking up amid the pain below. But Morris wasn't looking at her.
To him now, Baekseol was just a tool to vent his raging lust.
"Kgh! Hek!"
Morris pistoned his hips fast. Her pussy clenched his cock tightly enough to satisfy him fully.
He bit her nipples, scratched wounds into her pale skin with his nails, and spanked her ass mercilessly. All while relentlessly thrusting.
With every beat of his hips, Baekseol choked back moans.
Thanks to her vice-like grip...
Morris felt climax approaching quickly.
"Hngh!"
He unleashed his cum inside her—an enormous load she could feel flooding in.
"Hahk, hahk."
Baekseol sighed in relief.
It's over.
She'd fulfilled her tribe's mission. To receive Morris's seed.
Her head spun from the pain, but success felt good. Now just sneak away.
But.
Morris had no intention of pulling out. Still buried in her pussy, his cock swelled larger again.
"Huh?"
This was beyond Baekseol's expectations.
She'd cum twice already. Her teachers said men tire after that—no worries.
But the cock before her showed no sign of softening.
"Next round."
Morris flicked his hand, conjuring water orbs in the air. Fist-sized, he popped one in his mouth, one in hers.
Seeing his vigorous smile, Baekseol thought:
I touched someone I shouldn't have.
The rough sex resumed.
***
"Hahk, hahk, hngh!"
Each thrust made Baekseol's hips bounce.
How many times had he cum now? She'd lost count after six.
Tribe duties were long forgotten.
Her body secreted natural endorphins to numb the pain. The dopamine flooding her brain gave profound bliss with every thrust—more than enough.
The world sparkled. The ceiling patterns glittered like stars.
"Ah, ah..."
The Crui tribe's creed—that mating was for prosperity and strong seed—was wrong.
Sex feels this good?
Worlds apart from handjobs.
Each time Morris's cock churned her insides, she felt utterly filled.
The initial pain of her hymen breaking and pussy tearing now fueled her pleasure.
She regretted when he pulled out. Regretted parting from him.
She didn't want to leave with his seed as an excuse. She wanted to stay by his side forever.
As sunset faded to night outside...
Baekseol realized the man holding her was the strongest—the one who could rule the Crui tribe.
Only the strong rule the tribe.
A man who could dominate a woman utterly.
She abandoned taking his genes.
A simpler way existed.
Make him our tribe's king.
Then she wouldn't have to part from him.
And our tribe grows stronger.
Morris used no magic on her. Yet he'd etched a hypnosis deeper than any mage could into her subconscious.
With a dazed, blissful face, Baekseol wrapped her arms around his neck. Smiling happily, she clung to him.
Impaled on his cock, moaning, she kissed him repeatedly, whispering love.
"Master Morris, I love you."
I love you. I really love you.
***
Seria, standing outside the door, heard strange noises.
A woman's scream from the office. At first, she worried for Baekseol.
But soon the screams turned to moans.
Seria pressed her ear to the door.
Faint sounds of flesh slapping flesh, a woman's moans, a man's panting.
She wanted to open the door and look.
But fear of being discarded by Morris stopped her. She just listened.
Thump, thump.
Her heart raced.
It's fine. It means I'm not his target anymore.
Relief mixed with anxiety.
But... if he discards me as useless...
Where do I go?
She needed to prove her worth. Hastily, Seria grabbed prepared food from the kitchen and headed to the office.
Knock knock.
"Master, I've brought your meal."
No reply. Just louder, more bestial screams.
"Hngh! Master Morris! Moreee!"
Her legs shook, strength fled.
Clang!
She dropped the tray and collapsed.
No strength to stand.
What should I do?