Inner Sadism 4
Futanari cock had reached its limit. It was hot and heavy, like a bomb about to explode at any moment. For the sake of this life-or-death gamble, I opened the door.
……In the darkness of the night, an Executor stood in the center.
'As expected, they're always here during execution time...'
The Executors helped with the smooth progression of the game, assisting in both daytime votes and nighttime free executions.
"Ha... haa..."
'Who the hell made her wear that perverted outfit? My cock feels like it's gonna burst...♡'
The slutty outfit that exposed her entire lascivious body silently tempted my cock. Starving with hunger, I licked my lips at the sight of the product stamped with a barcode on her chest.
-…?
The Executor looked at me, who had crawled out of the room without receiving any aphrodisiac. Unlike the previous night when she had seen me off, she tilted her head slightly, unsure of her destination.
"I sent the pill to Player 7 as per the rules... Besides, the night isn't over yet..."
I caught my breath and explained to the Executor, whose vulgar body was tormenting my cock.
-……
After a moment of thought, the Executor nodded and turned around. She slowly headed toward Player 7's room, where she had sent the Penis Pill for futanari as per the rules.
'Shaking that fuckable ass right in front of me—doesn't that mean she wants it inside her...?'
Cowper's fluid dripped from the tip of my cock, overwhelmed by exploding lust. Now, from head to toe, nothing remained but my cock and ejaculation.
"Haa... huu...♡"
My breath was ragged, my body still burning hot and slick with sweat. My cock throbbed painfully erect, skyward-bound, while my thighs trembled from the surging urge to cum.
Yet the Executor, who had witnessed countless dropouts get raped, showed no caution even with a futanari behind her ass.
Her relaxed demeanor proved that no mafia had ever dared try satisfying their lust on a game staff member.
Thwack! Having gathered all the evidence I needed, I lunged like a beast in heat.
-…?!
I grabbed her defenseless back and pinned her to the floor. Caught off guard, the Executor collapsed helplessly without any variables.
I could only see the back of her head, but ambushed from behind, she didn't fully grasp the situation.
"You're probably a dropout from the game or someone marked by Asmo-Zeus, right...!"
Like a barcode etched on merchandise, the Executor bore a stigma on her body. Having seen her reduced to a mere product for others in past games, I understood.
"I don't know who you are... but in this game, I'm the protagonist!"
Even if the Executor had the power to easily subdue dropouts, in this bizarre game run by a megacorp, my life as a futanari held higher value.
Squelch-! As I shouted that truth, I crushed her head back down with my hand as she tried to rise again.
During the first game, not a single sound had escaped her lips hidden behind that thick mask. Even when executing dropouts, her eyebrows never twitched.
-…!!
Until I pounced, I'd thought she might be a robot wearing human skin. But the way she thrashed wildly was unmistakably human.
'This is weird...'
Holding her from behind, I felt a massive sense of incongruity.
'Why is she so weak?'
Contrary to my fears, the Executor wasn't strong. Though I was pressing with all my might in this life-risking gamble, she couldn't overcome the strength of an average female office worker.
'In the last game, Player 5 got dragged off without any resistance.'
She was so powerless it made me wonder if the previous game had been some play between her and the dropout.
-…!!
'Doesn't seem like she's holding back on purpose...'
She struggled desperately to break free, staking her life just as much as I had threatened verbally.
"Then... I guess I can do whatever I want?"
A smile spread across my lips as the tug-of-war tilted in my favor. Up close, her ass looked even more delectable, entering my sight. Even as her tensed shoulders loosened, I could still suppress her easily.
Riiip- Using my overflowing leisure, I tore off the fabric covering her pussy. Though it was unfamiliar attire, it came off as easily as unwrapping a gift.
-…?!
The flailing Executor flinched at the chill blowing between her legs.
"Why so surprised? You wore that to get stripped in the first place. A pervert who kept tempting my cock and interfering during the game."
Through the ripped slutwear, her appetizing pussy and cute peeking clit faced their customer. Pussy juice leaked from the hole ready for my cock. Though unprepared without aphrodisiac,
my cock, desperate to enter any hole, was already soaked in Cowper's fluid.
"I wonder what an Executor's pussy feels like...♡"
I gripped my slippery futanari cock and aimed at the narrow slit. With the power gap collapsed, even the object of fear had devolved into a spare masturbation toy wandering the game arena.
Squelch-! I shoved my impatient cock right in.
"Nghk...! Haa...♡"
Forced in, her tight pussy wrapped around my cock. The pleasurable pressure nearly buckled my hips.
'Almost came right away...'
Suppressing the rising urge to cum, I pushed deeper, Cowper's fluid paving the narrow cavern.
-…! …?!
The Executor's hands inside her squished and trembled. Pressure, discomfort, fear, and the pleasure from the futanari cock raping her all mixed together.
'This is rape... it's the best...♡'
The感動 from the aphrodisiac pill resonated through the root of my futanari cock. It was the most beautiful sight: a vicious cock ruining a fragile pussy.
Squelch- Squelch... Deep satisfaction from her pussy hugging my cock tight. Matching the liberation surging after holding back, I thrust even deeper.
The futanari cock, exceeding genetic limits, forcibly stretched her walls to mold them to its shape.
'Her pussy walls are stroking the glans and shaft...'
The harder to push, the greater the rewarding ecstasy made my head tingle.
Squish- Finally, glans met womb in a kiss.
"Urk...♡"
My lower body shuddered at the welcoming suck from the pussy that had eagerly come to rape her.
Spurt- Spurt- After holding back for so long, my heavy, sagging balls emptied all accumulated semen.
The tip of the futanari cock shape protruding under her belly swelled round.
-…!? …♡?!
I was satisfied with the rude act of forcing deep inside and cumming at will.
Squelch- Slowly pulling out the key I'd arbitrarily inserted.
Spurt- Splurt...! The Executor trembled, her narrow pussy vomiting thick futanari semen.
"As expected, since she's human, not a doll, she feels it good. That's what makes rape worthwhile...♡"
With the afterglow of ejaculation, I admiringly watched white streams flow from the valley.
My emptied balls didn't rest, already churning more semen.
"Maybe these balls and cock resemble me so much. They could take it easy, but for such a satisfying night, overtime is welcome♡"
Licking my lips at the rising lust, I gripped my perpetually erect cock.
Squelch-! Into the pussy still spilling semen—entrance invisible but no matter—I rammed my excited cock.
"Ngh... whoa, it's squeezing so tight...?"
The semen-marked pussy resisted like the first rape, pushing back with tight grips. Moreover, my sensitized cock post-ejaculation gave even deeper pleasure.
"Cumming semen inside like this while pretending to be a virgin? What a scamming pussy...!"
Fully immersed in rape, I slammed my cock into the insolent hole. I crushed its will to resist my proud, vicious futanari cock with pistoning.
-…♡ …♡…
Shaking my hips, flesh waves slapped with each ass-thigh collision. Rocking my cock back and forth felt like deflowering a new pussy each time; her winding walls caressed anew.
"Huu... haa...♡"
An onahole perfect for this endless night—thrusting into it felt so good my hips nearly gave out.
'This pussy is addictive... If I win, maybe I can get one as a separate prize...♡'
If it was a product Asmo-Zeus sold secretly, I'd want one at home—it was that appealing.
"Hngh...!"
Spurt! Splurt! The rented toy for the night extracted another usage fee in semen.
Melting from pleasure, my hips buckled forward. Thighs quaking, I filled her womb deep with white semen.
-…♡…
Like her elastic pussy, the Executor barely clung to consciousness. Her doll-like pale face flushed red from rape.
"Haa... the best...♡"
The sky I'd first climbed after a life of suppression was thrilling; the view beyond the fence exhilarating.
Heart pounding amid futanari cock pleasure and endless ejaculation afterglow blended with happiness.
Gripping my re-erect cock, I meant to continue blissful masturbation with the unrelenting onahole.
"...Huh?"
Regaining senses, I looked around—shadows everywhere. Executors in the same outfit as the semen-spewing onahole on the floor surrounded me.
Enraptured by premium pussy, I had no idea when these spectators started watching.
-"No matter that it's not in the rules, that's creative. Tonight ends here. If you need money, office worker, time to prep for work, Yumina."
The moderator announced the end of rape time via broadcast, reminding me what to do after my rude deed.
"...Got it."
'Used the onahole plenty, and gotta play the game, so time to withdraw.'
Preserving the thrilling afterglow in my lower body, I rose from my spot.
A string connected my futanari cock to the eaten pussy.
Swish- Swish- Other Executors cleaned the traces of desire mixed with fluids and semen with tools.
'No complaints. Guess they let this one slide.'
Neither moderator nor extra Executors said a word, just wiping my drenched body and the floor, erasing tonight's marks.
The ravaged Executor was dragged out like merchandise.
"Huu... Cumming after holding back so much clears the mind."
Returning to my room, the boiling desire that whitened my head settled calmly. Though futanari cock lust still surged from the root.
Turning with the crashing waves, I felt at peace, one with the great flow.
"Looking forward to next night. Hope it comes soon...♡"
I, who once endured days, now anticipated 'tomorrow' amid the game. My sluggish heart pounded.
Just accepting this cock-bearing body filled my chest depths with overflowing power.