Conditioned to Crave
A smile spread across my face at the gentle touch of her hand stroking my hair, and I extended my tongue even further, beginning to lick her with sticky devotion.
Ah, I shouldn't be smiling...
In a corner of my mind, my reason was screaming. For a holy knight who once served the Goddess Lienne to smile while licking a hideous shaft...
This was a humiliation and insult far worse than death.
But my reason only scattered like a handful of ashes. I had completely lost all control over my own body.
Defying the commands of my brain, my tongue was drawn solely by the thick, musky heat radiating from the shaft before me, clinging to it like a magnet.
The sensation of the limp, veiny flesh gradually hardening was vividly transmitted through my tongue.
It meant my touch was pleasing her.
The realization that she was growing aroused by my tongue sent a dull ache through my lower abdomen, delivering a thrilling jolt of stimulation.
"Slurrrp...♡ Chup...♡"
Starting from the glans, I licked upward in a straight line to the thick, veiny root, tracing it wetly with the tip of my tongue.
Every time the rough tip of my tongue slid over the taut skin, a smear of musky pre-cum coated it.
The fluid, which I should have found utterly repulsive, completely paralyzed my senses.
It tasted sweeter than the finest honey, an ecstatic flavor that threatened to melt my very brain.
Lifting the shaft to lick the tender flesh underneath, I slowly and carefully rolled my tongue from the root all the way to the bead of moisture clinging to the tip.
"You lick quite well."
Her arrogant, languid voice drifted down from above. At that mocking word of praise, a tingling shiver ran straight down my spine.
When the tip of my tongue reached the sensitive ridge between the round glans and the shaft, the member twitched violently.
She's particularly sensitive right here.
I persistently worked the spot with the tip of my tongue, teasing it relentlessly.
"Slurp... Sluuurrrp...♡"
The wet, squelching sounds of friction vulgarly filled the room.
Before long, her shaft radiated intense heat, standing fully erect and pointing toward the ceiling.
"How does my cock taste, Aria?"
"It's... delicious...♡"
"Is my cock so delicious that it makes your tongue go numb?"
"Yes...♡"
My voice in response was pathetically weak and slurred.
Even in my hazy state of mind, I tried to force my mouth shut, desperate to end this humiliation even if I had to bite off my own tongue.
But the harder I tried, the more my hot, vulgar breath escaped my lips.
My lips parted on their own, craving her flesh, while my tongue salivated crazily to taste more of it.
"Can I... eat it...?"
"Of course, Aria."
I couldn't put that disgusting thing in my mouth again.
The memory of last night, when I was suffocating and gasping for air, came back so vividly that I should have shaken my head and pushed it away. But...
"Hyaaaap...♡ Chuuuup...♡"
My head was already leaning forward.
As if I had been waiting for this very moment, I took the thick glans between my lips and sucked hard like a beast, my cheeks hollowing out.
Slowly lowering my head, I began to guide the shaft deep into my throat.
"This time, use your throat cunt on your own, Aria. Take it all the way in."
"Hup...♡ Hkgup♥ Slurrrp...♡ Kgggh♥"
Even though half of it was still left, the abnormally huge shaft already filled my narrow mouth to capacity. My jaw joint ached as if it were about to dislocate.
But I didn't stop. No, I couldn't stop.
As I pressed my face closer between her thighs, the blunt tip pressed roughly against my sensitive uvula, slowly forcing its way down my throat.
"Mgh...! Kehh...!"
Of course it was painful.
I couldn't breathe with the foreign mass completely blocking my esophagus. Deprived of oxygen, my vision spun, and tears streamed down my cheeks.
Yet, bizarrely, intense pleasure accompanied the suffocating pain.
The hot friction of the shaft forcing open my throat seemed to push something deep inside me to its absolute limit.
"Huuuup♥"
"You take it in well on your own. You're definitely different from last night. You've grown, Aria."
She whispered softly as if proud, gently stroking my silver hair, which was a mess of tears and sweat.
The touch wasn't unpleasant at all. Rather, even as I suffocated, that single stroke sent a tickle through my stomach, and a wave of relief washed over me.
"Hkgup♥"
"It's all the way in. Good job, Aria."
Before I knew it, the base of the shaft, where thick hair grew, pressed against my lips.
It filled my throat so completely that it was difficult to even swallow my own saliva.
Every time I wheezed and exhaled through my nose, the musky, pungent male scent radiating from the shaft that pierced deep into my throat filled my lungs.
Intoxicated by the smell, my brain felt like it was melting away.
"Now, let's stretch your throat cunt."
There was no need to think about what those words meant. The moment the witch's command fell, my body began to bob my head back and forth as if it understood instantly.
"Hkgup♥ Chuuuup...♡ Kghhh♥"
Leaving only the glans between my lips, I pulled my head back, then shoved it all the way in at once as if my throat would tear, repeating the motion entirely on my own.
The delicate throat mucosa, which should naturally contract and narrow again when pulled out, remained stretched open. It was as if it were a hole originally designed to receive this massive object.
It felt as if the structure of my throat itself had changed to that of a female, perfectly conforming to the thickness and shape of her member.
"Haah...♡ Yes, like that, wrapping your tongue around the shaft too...♡ That's it. You're doing well, Aria."
Aria. That shameful name the witch gave me had at some point begun to sound familiar and intimate, deep in my bones, as if it had been my real name all along.
I am Knight Commander Argentius Vale. I am a man.
No matter how many hundreds of times I shouted it in my heart, it was just an echo scattering in the wind.
Gradually, I began to accept this crazy act of desiring this hideous flesh deep in my throat and finding pleasure in the pain of suffocation as my natural daily routine.
I shouldn't do this. This is no different from going exactly as that crazy bitch wants, falling right into her trap.
Holding onto the last thread of reason, I tried to keep my sanity and stop my body from bobbing my head. But it was a futile struggle.
Even in the pain that felt like my jaw would dislocate, my tongue wriggled, wrapping around the shaft and licking the veins. The oral mucosa clung tightly to give her greater stimulation, contracting and relaxing crazily.
"Huuup♥ Slurrrp...♡ Chuuuup...♡"
"Haah...♡ I didn't teach you vacuum fellatio. To think you figured it out on your own. You really are a born female, Aria."
Hearing the praise, I tightened my lips around the lower part of the shaft as tightly as possible, devouring the member even more vulgarly with gasping breaths.
It was right around then.
Her hand, which had been pleasantly brushing down my hair, suddenly grabbed the back of my head and shoved it down hard.
"Kghup♥ Mgh...♡"
The violent insertion striking my uvula brought a pain so intense my eyes rolled back.
"Drink it all without spilling a single drop, Aria. Since it's the cum you love and go crazy for."
With these words from the witch, the base of the shaft, which had expanded as if to tear my throat, began to throb violently.
Inside the sealed esophagus, which had swallowed the shaft to its very base.
Splurt-!!
"Mggh♥ Huuup♥"
Thick, boiling semen, hot enough to melt my throat and stomach, poured in like a waterfall.
It wasn't just a matter of spurting once or twice. It slammed into my throat with overwhelming force and volume, like a burst hose.
"You have to gulp it down, Aria. It's the precious cum your master is giving you."
With the semen pouring in endlessly, leaving no room to breathe, my eyes rolled back.
The primal fear of suffocating to death hit me. Yet, even while facing such a threat to my life, my tongue and throat moved, gulping steadily in obedience to her command.
"Gulp...♡ Mgh♥ Gulp...♡"
A pungent, musky scent pierced my nose, and the dense liquid went down my esophagus with a heavy gurgle, making my jaw ache.
Finally, her thighs convulsed violently, and the torrent of semen hitting my stomach gradually subsided.
I hurriedly braced my hands against her thighs and pulled my head back, releasing the member that had filled my mouth.
Pop-!!
With a wet pop, the red, flushed glans slipped out of my lips.
"Pahaah...♡ Cough...! *Cough, cough!*... Haah... Haahaah...♡"
As my blocked airway opened, a fit of coughing overtook me. A mixture of saliva and semen hung in a long thread from the corner of my mouth, dripping down my chin and onto my cleavage.
After taking a few ragged breaths, I knelt on the floor with my mouth wide open, glistening with saliva, looking up at her like a dog begging for praise.
"The delicious cum... I drank it all... without spilling a single drop, Master...♡"
"Good job, Aria. It was a truly perfect throat. Now I'll give you a reward."
Smiling with satisfaction, she picked me up as I panted on the floor and sat me on her lap.
She roughly yet gently grabbed both of my breasts, which heaved heavily with every breath I took.
"Hng...♡"
Her hot, erect member rubbed heavily against the sensitive gap between my thighs.
"Hnghh♥ C-Cock...♡ I want to put it... in there...♡"
Although my mouth felt full, the empty space below remained completely unsatisfied. An explicit request that I couldn't believe was mine slipped past my lips.
"No, Aria. Now is not the time to feed your lower mouth. Wait quietly."
"B-But...♡ Hng... please...♡"
"If you keep whining and begging, you'll be punished. A good female must endure and obey until her master permits it. Isn't that right?"
When I was first sat on her lap, she had been the one moving her thighs to stimulate my genitals.
But now it was different.
Unable to endure the fleeting friction of the hot flesh brushing against me, I was lifting my hips on my own, rocking my pelvis back and forth, and rubbing my wet slit against her shaft.
I've lost my mind. For me to open my legs and grind my hips against the witch on my own...
My face burned with shame, and tears welled up at the sheer self-loathing.
The desire to take that menacing shaft deep inside me and mate like a beast was boiling over.
Even though my lower abdomen throbbed and juices flowed down my legs, I couldn't bring myself to disobey her firm command to "wait."
I could only whine like a dog in heat, squirming and dripping wet.
"These big, pale, slutty breasts always look delicious right after feeding you cum."
The witch leisurely enjoyed my miserable, pleasure-filled struggles, quietly murmuring vulgar comments about the weight and feel of my breasts.
After gently kneading them with her palms, she pinched my deeply colored areolas with two sharp-nailed fingers.
She persistently sought out the highly sensitive nipples hidden within, pinching and teasing them relentlessly.
"Hyaaaang♥! Ah, ah... not there...!"
The lingering taste of semen in my mouth, the heat pressing between my thighs, and the intense pleasure of my breasts being toyed with all fused together, ruthlessly burning away my last remaining sanity.