Week 2.5 (7)

"Aheut♥ Ah, it huuuurts♥"

"Hurts?"

"Ung, feels... so gooood♥"

No matter how sturdy Valerie is, spanking still leaves marks, huh.

Every time I smacked her ass, she flinched in surprise and clung even tighter.

Her snow-white ass was mercilessly imprinted with handprints.

It felt just like being the first to step into a fresh field of untouched, newly fallen snow.

And on top of that, being able to watch Valerie's face melt in ecstasy from pleasure this close up every time I brought my hand down was pure luck.

Meanwhile, with my other hand, I squeezed her springy tits hard.

It had to hurt squeezing them this roughly, but she just gushed fluids like a broken faucet, letting out coquettish moans.

"You're flooding like crazy."

"D-Don't say that... Hieeuuut♥"

I hadn't even inserted yet, and her lower half was already in full flood mode.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair as she panted mindlessly and whispered right in her ear.

"Cum moderately, you masochist bitch."

"H-Hiiiit♥"

Even getting handled this roughly, she was riding the vibe even harder.

Far from stopping, it was like I'd poured fuel on the fire—Valerie stared at me with the eyes of a bitch lost in lust, honey practically dripping from them.

"M-Master-nim♥... Now, now pretty please...♥"

Then she reached back, fiddling with my rock-hard cock standing tall between her thighs.

A clear signal begging me to put it in, but I had no intention of giving in easy. Once my fire was lit, I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠didn't want anything half-assed either.

I peeled off Valerie's upper body, which was clinging like some big mutt, and she let out a disappointed "Uung" through her nose.

"On all fours, here."

I patted the sheets beside me with my command, and Valerie moved without a hint of hesitation.

Hands and knees on the sheets, crawling pose.

It should've been humiliating, but Valerie just smiled blissfully with her eyes.

Ray wasn't this intense, from what I remember.

Compared to her, this one's pretty damn honest about her pleasure.

Standing behind Valerie on all fours, I smacked her ass with a pak and ordered,

"Arms, back here."

"Waaaut♥ Haa... Uung♥"

More love juices trickled down from between her trembling thighs.

Valerie pathetically extended the arm that had been propping up her upper body.

I grabbed it tight, then nodded toward the other side.

"The other one too."

"B-But then..."

"Yeah, just like that."

Catching on to my intent, Valerie let out a "Puhehe," giggling.

Then she stretched her remaining arm back too.

Of course her upper body couldn't stay afloat in midair, so soon enough Valerie ended up face-planted in the pillow, ass high in the air—a posture as vulgar as it gets.

Gathering her slender wrists in one hand felt exactly like handling a tool.

I was dead certain that even if I just rammed in wildly from here, ignoring her condition entirely in some brutal fuck, Valerie would take it with joy.

Right in the middle of all that, a stray question suddenly flashed through my mind.

Come to think of it, is Valerie a virgin?

Somehow, it felt too easy to have toppled her for a first-timer.

Once that thought hit, I couldn't help getting a bit obsessed.

Before Adah, I'd have shrugged off virginity as irrelevant, but damn, men are selfish creatures.

'Even if I'm not her first, I want to be the one who was.'

Irrational or not, no guy lacks that desire.

No harm in asking, so I smirked and cut straight to it.

"You a virgin?"

"Huh?"

At my question, Valerie—who'd been panting in excitement with her face buried in the sheets—turned to look at me, a bit surprised.

Then, flashing a mischievous smile, she fired back.

"Heh, Master-nim, didn't peg you for the type who cares about that. Who knows... maybe?"

And with that, she wagged her hips teasingly.

Like saying, Wanna know? Shove it in and find out—a silent taunt.

I could probably see for myself by spreading her pussy with my fingers right now, but no need.

That reaction was answer enough.

Of course, separate from that—cheeky bitch?

I leaned over her lower half and stretched out my arm.

One hand still gripping her wrists, the other shoving her head down hard into the pillow.

Sensing her face sinking in, Valerie mumbled something in surprise.

But it didn't reach me.

She'd figure it out soon enough: Huh, can't breathe.

"Uup, u, buup?"

Gwaak, I pinned her head down completely, dominating it.

Right now, Valerie McBain was totally under my control.

A surge of desire hit me to make it so she couldn't even breathe without my permission.

I wanted to shatter that cheeky attitude completely, force her to submit, and turn her into my plaything.

No matter how she jerked her head, flailed her legs, or arched her back cutely—even then, no air for her.

The funny part? Even in this situation, her masochist pussy was thrilled, squirting pyut pyut.

What a ridiculously convenient woman.

I steadied my own ragged breathing ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as much as possible and spoke loud enough for her pillow-stuffed face to hear.

"Valerie, wanna use that pussy? —If not, just say no."

As if she could. Smirking inwardly, I aligned my waist with her shamelessly spread legs.

Even as she squirmed helplessly, slowly suffocating, she clearly felt that massive presence—her hips shivered.

Somehow, unlike with Ray, I didn't feel like holding back this time.

With that [Masochist] Quirk etched into her, would she even register the pain of a single thrust straight to the womb as pleasure?

Guess I'd find out starting now.

"────♥"

Zbuuuuuk. In one go, I felt my cock violently stirring up her insides.

Something tuk caught midway, then tore away helplessly—vivid as hell.

In that instant, Valerie's whole body froze dead, like her breath had actually stopped.

She went rigid all over, stiff as a log impaled on a tree trunk.

But tension wound to its limit eventually snaps.

In the flashiest, most explosive way.

Right at that moment, I tightened my grip on the hand blocking her breath and yanked her silver hair back.

Her upper body arched like a dolphin breaching wildly.

The next instant brought a savage, beastly climax.

"Hheeeeeek♥ Ohok, heuuuk, guhiiiit♥"

Valerie's chest heaved like mad.

The sweet rush of forgotten breath, the intense pain throbbing in her pussy, the endorphins spinning her brain to mush against her survival instincts. And her pleasure center, loosened up for ages by that Quirk.

Not a single one would let her avoid climaxing.

Every gasp brushing my ear made her pussy walls writhe and clench like crazy.

To me, it felt like her biological unit struggling to take in this massive dick however it could—couldn't help grinning like a maniac.

For someone doing it for the first time in her life, what gave her the confidence to beg for a spanking?

Overloaded with too much pleasure at once, her pussy leaked sticky fluids like it was busted.

Figured it was time to snap her out of it, so I yanked her tits while she barely managed dazed moans with her tongue lolling out. And called her name.

"Valerie-ssi, Valerie-ssi?"

"Ah... Master-nim, what's— wrrooong♥"

Dunno if it was reflexive in her haze, but as she started answering like normal, she climaxed vocally again.

The sight of her shaking her ass with vulgar moans, overlapping with the 'mercenary Valerie' I'd known, brought an indescribable thrill of taboo.

"─Fuuuwaaaah♥ Hik, hiiit, cuuuumiiing♥"

"Ha, fuck."

I crushed her slender waist like it'd snap and spat curses in her ear.

No way I could calm my mental high without it.

"A virgin bitch like you, what gave you the balls to flirt like that?"

"H-Hik, guhk, viirgiiin, ughkuut♥ Diid gooood, riiight♥"

Not even knowing what she was sorry for, just squirting like a lunatic and begging—absurd satisfaction washed over me.

With my cock buried to her cervix, I clamped her pale neck with my forearm.

First time choking someone, but no worries.

She's a Superhuman, right? So she can totally handle this much, yeah?

It was irresistibly fun. Feeling her claw desperately at my arm, struggling for air—it thrilled me.

With her choking gags as background music, I leisurely rocked my hips.

A dick too massive to describe as merely 'big' ravaged her freshly deflowered pussy mercilessly.

And yet, her oh-so-convenient pussy clung tight, nuzzling up like it was flirting despite the overwhelming size.

Tszuk, tszuk—the obscenely wet sounds messed with my head.

Oxygen-starved, Valerie's face flushed deeper red. Not a blush—pure suffocation.

"S-Save... Kek, khek♥"

Valerie begged. Or tried to.

Save you? I knew damn well she wouldn't die from this.

So what she really meant was down there.

A near-forearm-thick monster relentlessly pounding the most vulnerable spot of this woman—this bitch.

Too huge for a freshly deflowered pussy to handle, yet Valerie's slutty hole gulped it down to the cervix, writhing greedily to milk out the male seed on instinct.

Brain fogging from oxygen deprivation, what did this dazed Valerie do with her now-free hands? Not readjust her position, not pry off my arm, not even futilely scratch despite knowing it was pointless.

"J-Jaa♥ Hieeek─, khek, jaaa♥"

One hand pinching her lewdly erect nipples, the other roughly tormenting her clit.

Even struggling to breathe through her narrowed windpipe, she chose to caress her body like a bitch crazed with lust.

Her pleasure quota was already way past the limit, but greedily she chased even deeper highs.

That pathetic sight was so lovable I couldn't stand it.

"Gonna cum, you bitch. Don't spill a drop—take it all."

"Kek, kehek♥ Yesss, aalll... Hyeak, insiiide...♥"

Whispering in her ear, she responded properly even in agony.

My increasingly rapid hip-thrusts halted right after.

"Ah, hiiiiik♥"

"...Gotta be careful. Nearly tripped there."

"...Crazy Master-nim. Whose fault is that...?"

"Acting up again, even after we had fun together yesterday."

"Sh-Shut up. We haven't left the inn yet."

"Yessir, yessir."

"...But, uh... what's this ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠now? Saying it after the fact, but did we really need just the one room yesterday?"

"...What."

"C'mon, it's weird. No way there's an assassin after me or anything, and normally, no matter how pricey, guys and girls don't share ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a room just for that, right?"

"......"

"No way you planned this from the start?"

"...Took you this long to figure it out? Master-nim, you're painfully dense."

"And Valerie's painfully sensitive."

"...Tch."