Bianca's Infinite Reeducation
“P-please… stop…! I’ve already been hit twice! I’ve reflected on it!”
Bianca’s cute whining only stoked my sadism further. She was spouting lines perfect for getting raped. Not that she realized it.
I yanked off my stuffy pants. My dick had been protesting for release since dinner time.
My cock sprang up with a throb, slapping against Bianca’s labia majora. A full-on dick punch to her outer lips.
“Eek!”
It probably didn’t hurt. She was just startled.
“Give up. There’s that saying—if you can’t escape it, enjoy it. Rape gets better if you enjoy it. I’m gentle with women, you know.”
“Hnggh! Lord Kazan! Give me your power!”
Even in that state, Bianca somehow tried to invoke Kazan’s blessing. Suddenly, a sinister blackish-purple diamond-shaped mark appeared on her forehead. Kazan’s sigil.
Kazan’s blessing is a real pain to deal with. If she’d pressured me with it from the start, I would’ve struggled. But up close like this? Different story.
In the mid-to-late novel, the weakness of Kazan’s blessing is fully revealed.
Kazan’s blessing temporarily amplifies the user’s power. It looks insanely useful—no side effects for such a boost—but it’s not invincible.
I reached out and poured mana into Bianca’s forehead. The sigil vanished under the forced impurity I injected. Remove that mark, and the blessing’s gone.
Kazan’s power is pure malice, so forcing in contaminants neutralizes it.
Of course, you need near-total domination of the opponent to pull this off, so it’s useless in actual combat.
“Guh! How did you—!?”
Her trump card foiled so easily, Bianca blinked in shock. Her fallen expression made my already rock-hard cock throb even harder.
“Much more obedient now. Time for reeducation.”
I rubbed my swinging dick along her pussy slit. At first, she twisted and screamed, but soon her juices started flowing. The Power of Sex was kicking in slowly.
“Hng! I’ve devoted my body to Lord Kazan!”
“For someone who says that, you’re still a virgin, aren’t you? I’m your Lord Kazan now.”
“No! You’re not Lord Kazan! Don’t insult him!”
She thrashed, but she was already a little bird in my grasp. Her resistance was just adorable coquetry.
I slowly pushed my massive barrel into her pussy. Tight resistance, but not impossible.
I deliberately forced it in while her hole was still snug. To make her feel the pain.
“Kyaa! Kya! Pull out! Get it out, you infidel!”
“Heehee! I’ll purify senpai’s impure thoughts with my dick!”
“No! Lord Kazan! Save me!”
No one came to help, no matter how loud she screamed. No god either. Kazan would die by my hand later anyway.
“Virgin membrane! Bon appétit!”
Stab!
“Guuuuuh! Looord Kaaaazaaan!”
I pierced it in an instant. Shattered Bianca’s chastity, guarded for over a decade, so effortlessly. The resistance proving her purity vanished just like that.
“Guhhh! Filthy infidel! Get off! Off me! You’ll fall to hell!”
“Oh my. Is that how you talk to the Lord Kazan you worship?”
“You’re not Lord Kazan! You heretic scum! Die! Drop dead!”
She writhed and gasped, but her resistance was so feeble I wondered if it even qualified.
“Not good enough. Infinite education until you worship Dick-sama instead of Kazan. And before that…”
I raised my fist. Tears streaming, she shook her head at the sight, her face hardening.
“Eh…?”
“Education needs the rod.”
Smack!
I slapped her tits hard enough to leave handprints. Her back arched toward the ceiling.
“Gaaaaah! You hit me! Again!”
“Be grateful it was tits, not your pussy. Next is pussy.”
“Hnggh! Hic! Don’t! It hurts! Hurts so much!”
“Doesn’t seem painful enough.”
I raised my hand; she instinctively clamped her thighs together in defense. But with my body in between, it turned into a leg hold.
“Oh ho. Flattering Dick-sama? Want more pussy play?”
“Don’t hit! Hnggh! It hurts too much!”
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Even as I did this, my dick kept diligently raping her pussy.
“Fine, choose your punishment spot instead of pussy. One: solar plexus. Two: face. Three: tits. I recommend tits.”
“Hnggh! Hnggh! No more hits!”
Bianca wailed in plea.
“Don’t wanna? Then repeat after me: ‘I apologize to the great Dick-sama, far superior to that pathetic loser Kazan, with this pussy of mine.’”
“Guhhh! Don’t insult Lord Kazan! Our cult will tear you apart and feed you to the pigs…”
“Suit yourself.”
Slap!
This time, my palm targeted her pussy. Hard enough that the shock rippled to my dick inside her.
“Hogggggh!!!”
Her back arched up. My embedded cock popped out with a boing, and her yellow piss sprayed like a fountain.
“Hnggh! You really hit it! For real!”
“Still don’t get it? Infinite repeats until you grasp Dick-sama’s greatness. Though your pussy might break first…”
I smirked and slid my hand to her ass crack. My finger touched the vivid chrysanthemum wrinkles of her anus.
“Women have more than one hole. If one breaks, use another.”
Our eyes met. Her lips were blueish like a corpse.
“Hnggh…!”
“Now, repeat: ‘I apologize to the great Dick-sama, far superior to that pathetic loser Kazan, with this pussy of mine.’”
“Hnggh…! C-can I skip the front part…?”
I raised my fist.
“O-okay! I’ll do it! Just don’t hit!”
“I’ll heal you after, so don’t worry about injuries.”
“Hic…! Lord Kazan, forgive me. This lowly worshipper’s weakness has led to the grave sin of defiling you…”
Bianca tearfully confessed to herself.
“Can your pussy take more?”
“N-no! Limit! It’s the limit! One more and it really breaks!”
“Feels like ten more.”
“Please… I’ll do as you say. Spare me.”
“Stalling?”
I stepped closer. Just that made piss leak from her below.
“Hnggggh!”
“Oops. Bottom faucet’s busted. Might shatter completely like this…?”
“K-Ka… Like Kazan… Like…”
Thud!
She slammed her head flat like a grub and shouted.
“I apologize to the great Dick-sama, far superior to that pathetic loser Kazan, with this pussy of mine! D-done! Let me go now!”
“What’re you saying? You said you’d apologize with your pussy.”
“Hnggguh!?”
Bianca dragged her piss-soaked ass backward on the floor. But the cold wall hit her back.
“Don’t worry. Not hitting hard like before. Reward sex, that’s all.”
“Don’t come cloooser…!”
I grabbed her easily. Eyes squeezed shut, I cupped her face and forced her chin toward me.
“Mmph!”
I claimed her lips. Naturally, she didn’t even think to bite my tongue.
Her mind was so broken she’d sell out her precious Kazan. Her body had forgotten how to resist me.
“Hmph! Hngmph! Hmph!”
I ravaged her tongue. Not a light lover’s kiss—this was a deep, filthy deep kiss, tongues entwining obscenely like tentacles.
Slurp! Slurp! Smooch! Smooch! Smooch! Smooch!
I’d cracked her spirit with raw violence. Now, time to embrace softly. Alternating coercion and kindness—sebrainwashing 101.
“Mmph…! Mmph…!”
“Slurp! Smooch! Sluuurp… Senpai, relax and take it. Drink my spit too.”
“Hnggh! D-don’t hit if I drink?”
“Of course. Why hit such a cute, good girl?”
I stroked the pussy I’d beaten earlier. Her body twitched visibly, wary of my hand.
But no resistance.
Her fierce defiance was fully broken.
“Pussy hurt a lot?”
“Hnggh…! Hurts so much…!”
“I’ll make it not hurt.”
“Y-you’re gonna put that in? It hurts bad right now…!”
“Trust me. It’s great Dick-sama.”
Bianca’s face screamed she wanted to bolt. But violence had broken her; one shout from me and she’d collapse sobbing.
“Don’t make it hurt…!”
“Promise, no pain. Still wet down here.”
Slower than her first deflowering, I explored her pussy. Freshly popped and beaten raw, she probably felt nothing but numbness. But my Power of Sex pleasure overrode it all.
“Uguuuuh…! Hurts…!”
Pain at the entrance, but no wild thrashing. She knew worse agony awaited. Nothing beats a club for medicine.
Squelch!
Her pussy took me easier than before. Weird—no fisting to loosen her.
Her body unconsciously widened to avoid violence? Who knows.
“Guh!”
Plunge! Plunge!
Smoother than taking her virginity. Her arms wrapped my waist.
“Ugrrrgh! I’ll apologize with my pussy… so don’t hit…!”
“Of course. How’s it feel now, senpai?”
“Hng! L-less painful than before… maybe…!”
Heat flushed her face fast. Power of Sex was incredible—even after all I’d seen. Pleasure would bloom on her pain-scarred face soon.
She was already mine.