Shinhye is a Natural-Born Woman! (2)
As I shoved my cock back into her pussy, the shape of my shaft bulged clearly against her lower abdomen, unlike before when everything had been shrouded in darkness. Sliding easily through her vaginal canal, my cock moved visibly beneath her skin until it reached her cervix, catching on the narrow entrance. Squish! My thick head forced its way through her cervix, crushing and stretching her uterus as the swollen shape of my cock pushed prominently against her belly. Releasing one of my hands from her throat, I pressed down hard on her womb from the outside. Her legs locked straight, twitching and spasming as if she were being electrocuted. Pressing my hand against her abdomen felt like I was directly rubbing her uterus against the head of my cock. As I massaged her lower belly, her womb seemed to squirm on its own, actively caressing my glans. Plap!♡ Plap!♡ Plap!♡ Plap!♡ Her insides clamped down hard around the bulge protruding beneath her skin. As I ground my hips, an overwhelming wave of pleasure surged, bringing me to the brink of ejaculation.
I wrapped both hands around her neck again, squeezing brutally until her eyes rolled back, leaving only the whites showing. The ground beneath us was a filthy mess of piss, drool, and tears she had spilled during her agonizing struggles. Suffocating and spasming violently, her vaginal walls clamped down with frantic, crushing force. I drove my hips forward with everything I had. Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! A torrent of semen erupted from me alongside mind-melting pleasure. The condom slipped off, and my seed overflowed, completely filling her uterus and vaginal canal. Keeping myself buried deep inside her womb, I slowly ground my hips in circular motions. Inside her pussy, my semen, her juices, and the discarded condom churned together. The friction must have whipped it up, because a thick, snowy froth began to ooze from her opening. Whipped cream, complete! Having successfully brewed a satisfying pussy-semen latte, I pulled my cock out. Pop! I tried to drag the condom out with my glans as I withdrew, but the semen-filled latex was caught at the entrance of her tight pussy. I pulled the condom the rest of the way out, rolled up the sides of her panties, and tied the condom to them on both sides. With her trembling thighs, her pussy bruised red from my pubic bone, her ass covered in handprints, her bruised neck, and the bite and suction marks on the back of her nape—she had been transformed into the perfect condom display rack.
Ah... I need to wake her up before anyone else comes by. But how do I wake up someone who frothed at the mouth and passed out? Even with her eyes rolled back in unconsciousness, her pussy and anus were still twitching and pulsing. Slap! Slap! I slapped her cheeks, but her hips only twitched silently. She was definitely out cold. Hmm... leaving her like this for Han Jia to find would basically be screaming, "I just raped her!" Thinking cold water might wake her up, I carefully carried her toward the riverbank. Fortunately, everyone seemed to have finished washing up; the area was completely quiet and deserted. I needed to wash her semen-soaked pussy too. Even if I couldn't get all of it out, at least it wouldn't be immediately obvious to anyone looking. Too lazy to wash her properly, I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her into the water. As her legs submerged, her body stirred slightly. I couldn't tell if she was regaining consciousness or if it was just a physical reflex. Not that I cared. I waded in until the water reached her waist. Entering a river at night is dangerous, but... she's an Awakener, so her body should be fine. She seemed to wake up a bit, her body squirming and flailing weakly. I needed her to snap out of it quickly so I could send her back, so I grabbed her hair and shoved her entire head underwater. Of course, there was a tiny bit of sadism mixed in. Just a tiny bit... Splash! Oh... I could feel her struggling against my grip on her hair. Bubble, bubble... Bubbles were rising. She was definitely awake! I yanked her head back up out of the water.
"Puh-haaa! *Cough, wheeze!*"
Hmm, is she awake? She was gasping for air, so she seemed somewhat conscious, but I dunked her completely underwater again to give her a proper wash. I could see her arms flailing weakly and her legs thrashing beneath the surface. She's finally awake! Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble... The bubbles kept rising. Instead of pulling her up right away, I waited a bit longer to make sure she got a proper wake-up call before pulling her out.
"Puh-haaa! *Gasp!* Haaah!"
The moment she broke the surface, she couldn't even stand straight. She hung limply from my grip on her hair, panting raggedly. She was breathing and her muscles had some tension, so she was awake, but her eyes were completely unfocused and vacant. Is she still out of it? Should I dunk her again?
"Wake up! Open your eyes! Or do you want another dip?"
"Hieeeek! No! No! Please spare me! I'm awake! I'm awake!"
She whimpered in terror, frantically pleading and begging. Was it really that hard on her? She trembled violently, wrapping her arms around herself in sheer terror.
"From now on, never disobey me. And don't you dare tell your brother about what happened tonight. Got it?"
"Yes! Yes! I understand! I'll never tell him, I swear!"
She nodded frantically, splashing water everywhere. But would mere words be enough? The brutal marks left on her body and the condom tied to her panties were clear evidence of rape. Even if she kept her mouth shut, there was a high chance someone would get suspicious and ask questions. If that happened, she might spill the truth. Of course, she had technically consented halfway through, but it was hard to deny that the beginning had been entirely forced. I had no way to prove her consent, so it was better to be absolutely sure.
"We're making a contract. From now on, my words will be enforced by my trait. You have to agree, so listen carefully."
"Yes! Yes! I'll contract with you!"
Of course, if she agreed without listening properly, that was her loss. It would be easier to just make the contract first and explain the terms later, but unfortunately, it wouldn't have any binding power that way. Maybe I shouldn't have told her to listen carefully. She nodded.
1. You shall not, of your own free will, speak of or reveal what transpired between us to anyone, and you must actively work to prevent any leak of this information.
2. You shall not refuse or disobey any action I take or any command I give.
Since I couldn't think of any specific commands right now and was in a hurry, I substituted them with a broad, catch-all clause of absolute obedience. This would practically cover almost any order I could think of. It would take a while to recover the 666 mana, but I could always cast it again. Besides, I could add or modify up to five additional clauses at will, so there were virtually no limits.
"Do you agree?"
A single clause could strip away almost all of her rights.
"...If you order me to die... do I have to die?"
Contractually speaking, yes.
"I won't order you to die. But you might die in the process of carrying out my orders."
"...Ugh... that doesn't seem right..."
She had been willing to agree to anything a moment ago, but sacrificing her life was a bridge too far. Of course, agreeing to such a contract with someone she just met today wasn't normal in the first place. Smack!
"Eek!♡"
I gave her ass another hard slap.
"Want another dip?"
Her face turned pale as she frantically shook her head.
"N-no...! I'll do it! I'll sign the contract! Please!"
It was, for all intents and purposes, a forced contract.
Ah... mana began to flow into my cock. What words should I engrave this time? Hmm... Fucktoy? Masochist Slut? It was a tough choice. Both were so hot... Since my cock was big enough anyway, why not do both? I debated the design. Wait, was it only possible with my cock? Just in case, I focused my consciousness on my hands, and I felt mana surging there too. The words 'Fucktoy Masochist Slut #1' manifested on both my hand and my cock.
"Kh-ggh?! *Cough!* Ack!"
I choked her with both hands, pinning her in place, and—Sssssssss! While choking her with the branded hand, I slipped my other hand down, wrapping my arm around her waist to keep her hips pinned. She thrashed violently from the combined agony of suffocation and the searing burn of the brand. But my grip was ironclad. Then, I pressed my cock right between her thighs, just beneath her butt cheeks. Sssssssss!
"Don't move! If it doesn't engrave beautifully, I'm doing it again!"
Her pupils dilated in terror. Trying her best to endure, she went completely stiff. The trembling of her ass subsided slightly. Once the brand was perfectly engraved,
"You know what I ordered, right? From now on, whenever I give you a sign or a signal, you slip away and come to me."
"And absolutely never speak of what happened today."
She trembled as she answered.
"Yes! I will never do that! I swear!"
She begged, tears streaming down her face.
"Now go back. People might get suspicious. Tell them you were late because your stomach hurt, and that you went to wash up afterward."
"Yes! Understood!"
She dragged herself away, her bruised, purplish ass trembling with every step. Seeing her stumble away so pitifully only made me want to torment her more. 'Careful, you might actually kill her.'
Information analysis on Im Shinhye has been completed.
The analysis I started earlier is finally complete. Splash! Splash! I stepped into the water, rinsing off my body which was drenched in sweat and various bodily fluids, and decided to check the results.