Chapter 40
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: Roy and Tanya (4)
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Creak—
As dusk began to settle outside, I arrived at Tanya's lodging and swung open the door. There she was, Tanya, nicely unhinged just the right amount.
"Hahk...! Hngh... Haa..."
Her ponytail kept it from being a total mess, but stray strands poked out unkempt, and she hugged her own forearm tight, scratching away at it nonstop.
"Cain... Cain... Cain... Hic...!"
Scratch scratch scratch scratch—
She didn't even notice the door creaking open, staring blankly into space as she endlessly sobbed my name. It looked like she'd passed out, come to, and found me gone—her anxiety and fear cranked up to eleven.
Sunken eyes. Left alone for just five or six hours, and she'd ripened up nice.
"Tanya."
"Eh...?"
Tanya paused her scratching and turned to stare at me blankly.
"What're you doing."
"Cain!!!"
Thud!
"Ack!!"
Spotting me, she scrambled to rush over but caught her foot on the blanket, slipped, and tumbled ass-over-end across the floor.
"See? Doing it again."
"Wha... huh?"
"Falling like a clumsy idiot again, you useless bitch."
"Hic...!"
Her face had lit up with relief and joy at seeing me return, but my words sent tears streaming down her cheeks again.
"Crying again."
"N-no...! Hic! S-sorry... I w-won't cry... snif!"
Remembering how I'd slapped her earlier for all that whiny pain bullshit and noise, she fought hard to choke back the sobs this time.
"Why'd you do that to your arm?"
"Uh... ahh..."
The girl's brain already ran slow on a good day, and with me piling on, she could barely string words together like some dimwit.
Watching this pathetic ragdoll get pushed to the brink, her IQ crumbling—it took me right back.
Well, an onahole with brains would just be a hassle anyway.
"Haa... Can't even answer properly now."
"I-it's... I was s-scared..."
"Scared of what?"
"Th-that Cain might... abandon me..."
"I never owned you in the first place—what's there to abandon. Keep acting like a braindead bitch, and yeah, I'll wanna bail."
"Sorry!!"
Scrape scrape scrape scrape—
Kneeling on the floor, gazing up at me with pleading hands clasped, Tanya's desperation had my cock stiffening up.
Even after throatfucking Sia without busting a nut—maybe that's why. I shoved my rapidly hardening dick right in her face.
"Suck my cock first."
Swing—
"O-okay... I'll do my b-best... slurp!!"
Fucked Camella till dawn, railed Tanya through the day, and here my dick was standing tall. Inwardly, a twinge of fear crept in about my own stamina.
Not some limp noodle—this was morning wood rigid. I stroked her head as she slurped away diligently.
"Yeah, suck that cock hard and give up the pussy. No more half-assed bullshit on your own—nothing's been proper so far, right?"
"Mmph!! Ung!! Sluuuurp!!"
She nodded vigorously while working my cock, so I kept whispering in her ear.
Before Labyrinth City, she'd have fought back on that. But now, with fear rotting her brain, she swallowed my words like gospel truth.
"I'll handle everything—just obey me."
"No getting horribly killed by Roy's dad."
"This tasty cock'll stuff your mouth and pussy silly—got it?"
Nod nod nod—
"Sluurp... kgh!! Gack!!"
Her vigorous nods shoved her face even deeper into my crotch.
Now she was slamming my cock down her throat herself, head thrashing—girl learns fast, nice.
"Gonna cum—so swallow every drop this time, got it?"
Cumshot
Bbyuurrrr!!! Bbyuurrrr!! Bbyuuuuurk!!!
"Glug!! Glug! Glug!! Glug!!"
Tanya gulped down every spurt of the thick ropes blasting out.
Tsluuuurp!! Pop!
"Good girl."
"Sluuuurp!! Pwah!! Hehe..."
Tears streamed from the throat abuse, but my praise and fresh cum load bloomed an ecstatic smile across her face.
"See? You can be this good—so pretty."
"Hehe!!"
"On all fours—gonna use that pussy."
"Yeah!"
Splat!
She flopped onto the already soaked bedsheets, ass high, hands spreading her cheeks wide.
Slurp—
Her crotch was crusted with my dried daytime loads, but her blowjob juices had started flowing again, mixing into a milky drip-drip mess.
"Obeying so well—nice. Be gentle this time."
Pfoooosh!
"Haaaang!!!"
Her pussy, still tender from the daytime pounding, swallowed my cock soft and slick.
"Pussy obeys too—grips cock so nice."
"Th-thank... haaang!!"
Pang!!
I ground deep into her cervix, and face-down Tanya wailed out a moan.
"Lift your face."
"Hngh!! W-wait!!"
Pang!!! Paang!! Pang!!!
I yanked her arms back as her ass lifted off my cock, snapping my hips—her upper body arched up, moans blasting louder.
"Aaaang!! Cain...!! Caaaain!!!"
I hammered fast, then slowed. Her tight pussy dragged her lips out a bit on the pullback—so fucking hot. I dragged it out slower, and her head whipped wild.
"N-nooo... slow feels weeeird!!!"
Psheeeee!!!
Mistaking my languid thrusts for praise, her pussy erupted in a gush.
"Arms on the floor, head up."
"Yeees..."
Her voice slurred gooey from the slow fuck. I let go of her hands, seized her swinging ponytail like a handle, and yanked her torso upright.
"Ow!"
"Endure."
"Yees..."
Her flailing hands shot back, clutching my thighs.
Paabok! Puk!!! Puk!!!
"Hngt!! Hng!!"
Now we were both kneeling upright, pounding away.
One arm locked her waist, the other her neck.
"Tanya, you're so fucking tasty?"
"Th-thank... haaang!!"
Pyut!!
Bound up tight, her excitement spiked—tiny orgasms nonstop.
From there, I ramped the thrusts and squeezed her waist and neck harder.
"Hk! W-wait... b-breath!!"
Pangpangpangpangpangpang!!!
"Gack..! Haaa... b... kgh!!!"
"You took cock down your throat fine before—you got this, Tanya? Not gonna disappoint me, are ya?"
"Ughk!! Ngh!!"
Shake shake!!
I whispered in her ear with a disappointed edge, and she thrashed her head like mad.
Her ears rang with tightening breath pain, accelerating cock slams, and cervix-crushing agony all at once. I nipped her earlobe.
"Cumming!"
Cumshot
Bbyuurrrr!!! Bbyuurr!! Bbyuuuuurk!!!
"Gaaaahk!!! Glk!!!"
Thud!
Eyes rolled back, out cold. I showered, called in a female servant to clean up Tanya, the bedding, the sheets.
She sighed at the cock-stink, pussy-musk, and Tanya sprawled ugly, but my tip had her scrubbing diligently—bathed Tanya too, then left.
The servant gulped hard peeking my swinging cock through the robe, but she was ugly, so out she went.
"Ugh..."
"Awake?"
"Sorry... passed out again..."
"It's fine—Tanya's pussy felt great. C'mere."
"Hehe..."
Now she naturally apologized first for blacking out before satisfying me. I stroked her hair, pulled her into my arms.
"Tanya—how far d'you think Roy'd go if you asked?"
"Hm..? Roy? Uh..."
Having dumped what I held back from Sia's pussy into Tanya, time for plan-talk. She pondered, struggling to respond.
"But he eloped with you—probably does whatever you say, right?"
"Y-yeah! Right."
"Then how 'bout this?"
"Huh?"
I laid out the plan to curious Tanya—she panicked.
"Will that even work?"
"Tanya, what'd I say?"
From blowjobs to fucking, I'd gaslit her broken mind back with praise. Now I scowled irritably, and her face went sheet-white.
"Hic!! Sorry!! J-just do what Cain says!!"
"Good girl—don't forget. Tanya's useless without her pussy and mouthpussy, so keep that etched deep?"
"Got it! I'll obey Cain!!"
"Roy's kink lines up perfect—easier than I thought."
"Yeah!"
Even treating her like an onahole, the gauge wouldn't budge—probably 'cause I'm still her only lay.
Camella held her virginity till me—no worries there. But Tanya's slutty pussy? Spot a decent guy, and that gauge might wobble. Couldn't ignore the risk.
So I broke her fully dependent on me—stable gauge, and no way my freshly tuned onahole gets hijacked. Her trembling face and voice? Mental training worked better than expected.
I groped her body while laying out the plans, milked one last load with a blowjob, then headed back to my dorm.