Please, Make Me Pregnant...♥
“Ugh, Master, Master...!”
“You want this too, don’t you, Anya? You’re just a slut who dies of pleasure when she gets fucked.”
Still gripped by the haze of alcohol, he first threw her aside before pulling her back to his side. He slowly rose, grabbing her by the hair as she begged him to stop. He lifted her long, black, straight hair until it reached his chest, and seeing her in pain, he commanded, “Suck it.”
She hesitated for a moment, her body trembling. She thought to herself that she should just do as she had done before, but this time, she must make him climax first. The reason she wanted him to finish first was simple: ever since the incident in the hotel room, she had suspected that the only reason he hadn’t raped her was that he found it boring. She assumed he hadn’t felt any interest because she had been helpless last time. She thought that if she could bring him to his peak first, he might ravish her even when he was sober—but she didn’t realize that his drunken behavior was simply a habit of grabbing any woman nearby and ravaging her.
“Ah... this is fucking boring.”
Once again, she trembled at those hurtful words, looking up at him with a pitiful expression. But as soon as she felt his thick hand grab the back of her neck, her eyes widened as if they would burst. She took his member into her throat, patting his thigh and begging for mercy.
Whether she begged or not, he didn’t care.
“Th-that, st-stop, mph, pffft..., hnggg...”
“Stop the dramatics. I really want to kill you.”
He was only just getting started. Instead of lowering his voice, his actions became rougher. As time passed, even his words would likely become more vulgar and violent.
“Who told you to pull it out?”
“Sumi, too, ugh...!”
As she pulled his member from her mouth without permission to speak, a thick, opaque, stringy substance connected his member to her lips. Then, as she gasped for air, she began to retch, bowing her head beneath him and repeating the cycle of gasping for breath.
“I feel like I’m going to die... Master, please...”
“I hate a bitch who doesn’t listen to me the most. And I hate even more that that bitch is Seo Jia.”
He grabbed her hair, rubbed his member against her lips, and shoved it back in. He treated her mouth like a sex toy, thrusting his hips as if to push it even deeper. She felt so suffocated that hypoxia set in, and having tasted the pleasure she had only felt once before, she began to wet the bed in the master bedroom.
“....I, I’m sorry... really, ah....”
“You crazy bitch... seriously....”
After roughly pulling his member out, he watched her as she lay there having wet herself, and slapped her cheeks hard two or three times. She stroked her cheek with her own hand, feeling the pain, but soon even the control of that hand was stolen away.
“You seem to feel it even while you think you’re going to die, don’t you, Anya?”
“...Th-that’s...”
She couldn’t say it wasn’t true. It was the fluid that had come out as her mind went blank, reaching a climax in an instant. She looked at him, her waist trembling.
“I was wrong, please, I’ll serve you, so please,” she swallowed the mixture of saliva and sticky fluid, knelt, and bowed her head before him. “Please, have mercy on this trash Jia, who won’t even be able to receive love ever again...”
After she spoke, he decided to lie down on the bed, moved by her pleas as she turned into a cat-like creature. She crawled between his legs, rubbing his member against her cheek, smelling it, and teasing it with her lips and tongue. To anyone else, she looked like a lovely little bitch, but to him, drunk as he was, it was just unnecessary, useless behavior.
Watching her slowly take his member into her mouth, he grew frustrated.
“No, you fucking bitch, are you mocking me now? Hey, tell me, you slut, huh?”
He immediately brought his right hand to the back of her head and pressed down hard, forcing it all the way in. Suffocated in an instant, she grabbed his thighs and shook her head, but he was furious and pressed down on her neck every time she tried to speak, forcing it deep inside. It was only because she hadn’t eaten dinner that she didn’t vomit.
“Mph, slut, that’s right, ...Mas-ter...♡ Haa-ah.... Mph, ugh!”
“You like this too, don’t you? You love being treated like this, so why the fuck are you pretending you don’t?”
During a brief moment when his hand wasn’t moving, she bit and sucked on his member even harder. All the while, she whispered, “Mas...ter.., I’ll... do even, even better... I’ll work hard, your lacking Jia....♡”
He watched her for a moment in his drunken state, but when she kissed the glans with a wet sound, it must have been stimulating even in his intoxication. Eventually, he began to ejaculate without a word, pressing her head down firmly.
“Mph! Slurp... pffft.... ah-ng, ugh....♡”
Treating her like a sex toy without a shred of consideration, he pressed her head down even harder with an expression that suggested nothing was wrong, shooting his semen directly into her throat. It was a situation where she could easily suffocate, but she swallowed everything that came in, and when he stopped ejaculating and loosened his grip, she struggled to breathe through her nose. She slowly pulled his member from her mouth, crawled up to his chest, and opened her lips slightly to show that it was empty.
“I... drank it all....♡ It was so, so thick....♡”
“What’s next?”
“...?”
Even though she had practiced and practiced, and even though she had read so many novels where the heroine was gang-raped and corrupted, this was something she hadn’t prepared for.
“Get ready, you bitch. You’re truly hopeless.”
“...! W-wait...!”
She hadn’t thought that he would still be erect even after finishing. That reality would exceed her imagination—and that it would apply to her own ex-husband.
“W-wait.....♥ Ah-ng♥ I, I’m not♥ ready yet...!♥”
“What are you preparing for? What did I say your name was?”
“Seo, Jia... Hnggg!”
As soon as she said her name, she was slapped, her face turning to the side. But he immediately grabbed her shoulders as if to crush them, pressing down hard.
“...Bi-biological... sex toy, hnggg...!♥”
“That’s right. Good.”
“There, mph♥ all the way, all the way in♥ Ah...! Kya-ng!♥”
Her right breast and right cheek were dyed a deep red from how many times she had been slapped. Kiss marks starting from her neck down to between her breasts explained just how much she had been ravaged.
“My, my pussy...♥ is being♥ thoroughly fucked by your cock, so, haa-ng, ungh, ugh-mph, ah, it feels good, ah...♥ Mas, Master, I think I’m going to cum again...♥”
“You’re really fucking pathetic, hold it in, you bitch,” *Slap, slap*
“Stop...♥ Ah, it hurts♥ but it feels, it feels good too, Master...!♥”
“Master’s cock is marking my womb, like, like a stamp, ah♥ hnggg, hnnnggg...!”
Having learned the miserable moans of heroines being raped in novels and the lewd words that a sane woman could never utter, she was acting exactly as she had learned. Because she would erupt in a fountain just from him pressing on her cervix, soaking his upper body, he became even more interested in her moans and words.
“You, keep talking.”
She wondered if she had lost her mind and spoken too far at his solemn voice, but when she stayed silent, she was hit in the chest a couple of times.
“Fucking talk more. Why aren’t you following orders? Did I teach you wrong? Hey, why do sluts like you still have so much spirit that you act the opposite when I tell you to talk more?”
“Ah.... no, that’s, hnggg, mph, haa-ng, ah!♥ Kya-hng....!!”
“Who, who are you to disobey me? Haa.... this fucking bitch. Who said they wanted to divorce, only to crawl back in because they wanted to get fucked? If you’ve come, you have to do your job, right? Isn’t that so?”
His words were those of a man who seemed to have regained some consciousness, yet was still not in his right mind. Even though he was more aware of the fact that they were divorced than before, his attitude toward her was, if anything, worse than ever. Knowing his intent, she widened her eyes, no longer hiding the pleasure she had been holding back or the moans that bloomed from it.
“My, my womb is reacting, kyu-ng, right here...♥”
“This is... haa, it’s strange♥ Why, I don’t know why it feels good to be hit...♥”
“My pussy is being stirred by the cock I served, Mas, Master ah...! Again, I’m, I’m cumming again, ah....♥”
He had told her to count how many times she had climaxed, but she had long since lost the thread. Her mind was being hijacked by him whenever she tried to regain her senses, leaving her mind blank and unable to think normally. She only remembered the fact that she was being fucked like a dog, that it felt so good she thought she would die, and those lewd words she had seen in novels.
“My, my everything, my body, my heart...♥ have all been stolen, Master, I, really♥ I can’t leave now...♥”
“Hiyat♥ th-there♥ ah, seriously, seriously, it’s dangerous...!! Mph!”
Slurp, lick—he hugged her tightly, repeatedly lifting his hips and slamming them down with his full weight, kissing her all the while. Because she had moaned until her saliva had dried up, her mouth, moistened by his tongue, welcomed him even more lewdly. During the kiss, he ejaculated once more into her, already overflowing with his previous semen.
“....”
“....Ugh, ugh.... I, I.... Master.....”
Covered in climax after climax, she trembled, not even caring about the ugly sight of semen dripping down her body as she continued to call for her Master, even while she sprayed fluid.
He slowly brought his member near her neck and asked, “What is it you want?”
“....”
“Speak.”
Having reached the peak of orgasm, even in her dopamine-addicted state, she looked up at him with unfocused pupils, smelling the thick scent of semen. He looked down at her with a relaxed expression, as if he truly possessed her. After a moment of hesitation, she whispered,
“....Please, make me pregnant....♥”