Taming Jeanne (4)
Still bound by the command that forced her honesty, Jeanne could only desperately crave for him to shove his cock into her ass right away. The instincts of an onahole, whispering once more, guided her on exactly how to beg for it.
'Perfect condition now, right? Come on, say it like this~'
"Please shove your cock into the ass of this half-assed onahole who can't even make her own lube and has to borrow it from the others...!!"
"Oh? What's this, suddenly so eager? Alright then... Ngh?!"
"Nngiiiit?!♥♥♥"
The moment the lubricant slid in, Jeanne's ass clenched and milked his cock with a twitch. Yeoul groaned at the starkly different sensation from before as he thrust inside. Her pussy had been a sticky delight, with thick folds, tight squeezes, and high-viscosity lube that clung perfectly. In contrast, her ass concentrated most of its grip at the entrance sphincter, followed by faint, dimensionless wrinkles in the walls—honestly, pure stimulation-wise, it fell short of her pussy.
But mixed with the low-viscosity lube, everything changed. Those subtle wrinkles fused with the slick fluid, transforming into a lewd hole that clung stickily to his cock in an instant.
"The way it takes me all the way to the hilt in one go... definitely makes thrusting so much easier?"
All the onaholes he'd used so far had been shorter than his actual length by default. He'd always forced his way in, bulging their bellies until the shape of his cock protruded. Even Jeanne's pussy hadn't fully accommodated him, taking only about 70% up to her cervix. But her ass was different. The long intestinal tract easily swallowed him to the base with room to spare. The refreshing, unhindered fuck felt incredible.
Yeoul mounted her body, using his weight to drive his cock in deep and smooth.
'Why? Why does my asshole feel this good?! It's just meant for shitting...?!'
Each thrust straightened her guts forcibly, shoving her insides upward in agony. And as his thick, massive cock withdrew, the defecation sensation hit again and again, blending pain into overwhelming pleasure that hammered into her brain. Awakening to this new ecstasy, Jeanne began to suspect she'd always been this perverted deep down, as her twisted tastes kept surfacing.
Her onahole instincts whispered again, fanning those thoughts.
'Haa~ That's it~! Feels good, doesn't it? Want it even better? Then beg honestly~ Milk that cock like a proper onahole. You already know what to say, right?'
Under the whisper's urging, Jeanne spilled her true feelings from her ass-pounding bliss.
"Nngoook?!♥♥ My asshole feels so gooood?!?!♥♥♥ Getting pierced by this huge cock feels amaaazing?!?!♥♥♥"
"Yeah, way more responsive than just her pussy. So the ass really is her weak spot?"
Yeoul wondered if those hentai tropes were based on solid research. As he pounded her ass, he noticed something swelling at the base of his cock.
"Aha?"
Realizing what it was, he pulled back his hips and slammed down, targeting the bulge.
"Kkhuoooook?!?!♥♥♥ M-my womb's getting crushed?!?!♥♥"
"Knew it—her womb was bulging out."
He'd pressed mercilessly against the common onahole erogenous zone protruding slightly through the wall between her ass and pussy. Jeanne's body convulsed, trying to escape, but Yeoul reached down and gripped her womb through her belly to hold it in place.
"No way...?♥ No way...?♥♥"
"You begged me to break it, right? I'll grant your wish...!"
With her womb pinned, he pinpointed his thrusts like a sniper, stabbing relentlessly through the wall. Each hit flattened the trapped womb without escape.
"Eehik?!?!♥♥ Kkoohehek?!?!♥♥ My womb's breaking?!?!♥♥♥♥"
"Even if it breaks, it'll regenerate like your hymen, so just shatter!"
"That's too much?!?!♥♥♥ Nngooongok?!?!♥♥"
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Wracked by the exquisite pain of her womb being crushed, Jeanne climaxed endlessly. She spent more time in orgasm than out, lost in waves of continuous peaks—pride and dignity forgotten as she devolved into a drooling, moaning onahole.
For the finale, Yeoul hoisted her body up, belly facing out so she could see how thoroughly she was being ravaged. Her nonexistent limbs flailed futilely, but pinned by his strong arms and cock, her body looked the perfect onahole—especially with repairs off, her womb area bruised deep purple from the pounding.
Lifting her made womb-stabbing tricky, so he pinched her clit with the hand that had been gripping it. A squirt jetted from her pussy, splattering her face.
"Haa...♥♥ Haa...♥♥ Pinching my clit feels so gooood...♥♥"
"If you love pain that much, bite your own clit."
Not a power-infused command—just a suggestion. Holding her head upside down in one hand, he brought it to her clit. In her inverted view: her twitching, juice-drooling pussy and his cock brutally slamming her ass.
She stared at her clit atop her pussy, where ruptured hymen blood mixed with lube into pink foam. Swollen like a mini-cock in anticipation. And she wanted it. Jeanne opened her mouth and took the erect nub in.
She rolled the tiny bud gently between her front teeth, hesitating.
'Is this really okay?'
She knew she'd crossed the point of no return. Her words, forced by command or not, were pure truth. Realizing her masochistic nature meant she'd never escape the pleasure this man gave her. But self-inflicted pain still gave her pause. Being used was inevitable—her onahole fate. But biting her own clit felt too much like masturbation, like fully abandoning her humanity for pure sensation.
Her mouth full of clit, she gazed at her pussy right before her eyes. Even a non-onahole would've torn it irreparably; even as one, without repairs, the repeated damage would've ruined it. Yet it still craved cock—in her ass already, but pussy, mouth, throat too. All wanted rough use. Her labia swollen, walls clinging, womb flattened—all begged for cock. Bigger, rougher, until shattered.
'My body's completely broken. And me too... I don't care anymore...♥'
Feeling his hot cock pulse through her cheek-bulging belly, Jeanne bit down hard.
Crunch—
"Nnghu iiihiiik?!?!?!♥♥♥♥♥"
With a beastly wail, she felt something inside shatter completely.
Crack—!
Pride? Dignity? Beliefs? Whatever it was, the pillar of her humanity crumbled, and she fully accepted her unconscious onahole self.
Splurt— Spiiiish—!
From pussy, mouth, throat-pussy, head, and even her lube-less ass till now—lubricant erupted like fireworks, blessing her onahole rebirth.
Sensing the massive shift through their connection, Yeoul lifted her head. Drooling tears, snot, tongue lolled out in endless climax—no trace remained of the proud, sex-hating knight.
"Oook...!?♥♥ Ohehek...♥♥ Cock♥ Love cock♥ Love the pain too♥♥ Please pound and break your maso onahole Jeanne who's surrendered to cock~♥♥"
"Ha, looks like she's fully submitted now."
At her vulgar pleas, Yeoul confirmed her total ruin and unleashed deep inside.
"Finishing up! Cumming...!"
Bluuuuurgh~!
"Nnghoooook?!?!♥♥♥ Cum~♥ Cum's here~♥♥♥♥"
Releasing pent-up semen in one burst, it blasted her guts with force.
"Getting creampied inside, I'm dying...?!?!?!♥♥♥"
'Love the pain♥ Love my ass getting pounded♥ Love cock hits♥ Love cum blasts~ All of it♥♥ If I'd accepted this sooner, it'd have been great♥♥ Becoming a cock toy onahole feels so gooood~♥♥♥'
'Aha~♥ Finally honest, huh?'
With the instincts' final whisper, Jeanne, overwhelmed by excess cum, passed out.