Bet (9)
Terria stroked the inner pink flesh of my ear like he was fondling the warm, soft pads of a cat's paw. Every time his fingers brushed past the white fluff, the faint rustling sound tickled my eardrum, sending shivers down my upper body. It wasn't some unfamiliar sensation new to a beastkin's ears. After living in this body for about a month, it had become familiar enough to endure his touch—but in its place, my body began to slowly heat up, bit by bit.
"Hngh, hng, do you... have to touch my ear? Ngh, haa...!"
"Tonight, you do exactly as I say."
Terria pressed his mouth to my ear and whispered, then lightly licked the fluff. The soft touch of his tongue made my body twitch and go limp in an instant. He turned slightly toward me and pressed down on my shoulder, forcing my head fully against his chest. In that position, one hand kept playing with my ear while the other started groping my breast over my clothes.
"Wh-what, hngh, hnght, ngh, haa...!"
"Got it? Tonight, you do exactly as I say."
Then he raised a finger and gently scraped the fleshy inside of my ear with his nail. It was a strange, ticklish sensation like scratching your palm or wrist—but amplified several times over into pure pleasure. That must've been why he'd brought the strong wine. The alcohol had my heart pounding faster, circulating blood through my whole body, leaving me feverish and hot. Every spot he touched already felt like it was burning up with sensitivity.
"Answer me, Ariel."
"It's... pointless, hngh... you can just do whatever you want anyway... hngh, haa..."
It pissed me off—the way he kept forcing me to say it out loud, reminding me of my powerless position. He knew I wouldn't resist his touch even without the slave brand's command like last time, but he stubbornly demanded my words anyway.
"Say it yourself."
"Haa... do whatever... you want with me...! Treat me like... ngh, hngh... your toy...!"
"Good girl."
I tried protesting through my tone, making it clear I was pissed. But I shouldn't have. Satisfied with my answer, Terria spread his legs wide, grabbed my waist, lifted me, and sat me between them. Then he started popping open the buttons of the shirt covering my chest, one by one.
"Hic...!"
As each button came undone, revealing more of my milky white skin, a wave of misery hit me, and tears began to spill one by one. I was completely his toy. Sex driven by nothing but raw lust—no affection, no love. Even more pathetic than the obligatory, scheduled relations between a married couple where only one side wants it.
Maybe it was my own selfishness. I couldn't stand the thought of Terria fucking Clechia or anyone else—in Ariel's body. So I'd offered up this one instead, as his outlet. But even in this state, I couldn't give up being Ariel. The idea of him sleeping with someone else felt like fully abandoning my identity as Ariel, and I absolutely couldn't tolerate that.
So the only way to erase the lust in Terria's eyes was to offer myself. All I could do was limply accept the touch of his hands as he unhooked my bra and kneaded my pale breasts. This was all I was allowed.
"Hic... ngh, haa... haah, mm, mm, hngh...!"
My tail, squished flat against Terria's stomach, and the hand now brushing over my stiffening pink nipples—I had no choice but to obediently feel it all. Even though I didn't want to, my body heated up with a dull throb, and every graze of my nipples sent sharp jolts of pleasure, forcing breathy moans from my lips. No choice but to let them out.
Fine. Just pretend it's not my body. I only borrowed it temporarily—someday it'll belong to someone else anyway, so who cares. Yeah, a toy. Just think of it as a toy.
But Terria was cruelly perceptive. No matter how hard I tried to ignore the sensations and focus elsewhere, he dragged my thoughts right back there—with his words.
"Don't think useless thoughts again."
"Ah, no... hnght, ngh, haa...!"
From the guy burying his nose in my hair and inhaling my scent deeply, I could feel how insanely aroused he was from the massive cock now viciously poking my back. Terria wrapped his arms around my smooth, flawless body, pressing us tight together. He read every twitch of my reactions to his caresses with his whole body and whispered in my ear.
"Don't run away, Ariel. This is your body."
"Haht... what the hell... hngh... are you even... ngh, mm, mm...!"
His hands grew rougher on my breasts, leaving red handprints blooming on my milky skin. The sharp ache building from the way he squeezed like he wanted to crush them started piling up. My body, already warm from the alcohol, burned hotter under his touch, sticky pleasure spreading through me. My mind grew hazy bit by bit as the thought that it felt good invaded my brain.
"You agreed to this too. You said you didn't want to—but you never said I couldn't. Say otherwise right now if you want."
"Ngh, hngh... y-yeah... it's... hic, fine... haa..."
"Tonight, every sensation you feel, every bit of pleasure—none of it has nothing to do with your will. You can't deny it. And tomorrow morning, when you wake up, you'll remember all of it. This is happening by mutual consent."
"Hnght, g-got... it, mm, hngh, hic, ah...!"
He'd even planned that far ahead. That was why he hadn't just forced himself on me all this time. He was trapping not just my body, but my mind too—making sure I couldn't look away or escape from the sex. What a creepy bastard. Terria completely overwhelmed me, like some absolute being binding me down. I just wanted to surrender everything to him, let go, focus only on the pleasure without other thoughts.
If no matter what I did, I'd just get dragged along by his will anyway—why bother resisting? Just enjoy it. His words weren't wrong, so following his lead had to be the right answer. Yeah, that felt like the truth. Like I had to.
The moment that thought hit, a deep buzz hummed inside my lower belly, and my pussy gushed out fluids. The dull heat that had been building suddenly surged, piling up like it would crush me.
"Ngh, hngh, hngh... haa, I... I'm, hngh, feeling... weird...!"
My panties soaked through, my hips trembled uncontrollably, and the pressure that had been gnawing at my mind faded away. Letting it go brought a rush of mental satisfaction as intense as the physical pleasure. Let it all go. Tonight, I'm doing as he says—so hand my body over and be free.
The instant I thought that, Terria's hand slid lower, burrowing into my pure white panties. He glanced over his shoulder at the sopping wet fabric and grinned, making my already flushed face burn even redder. His left hand kept kneading my breast, flicking the nipple now and then, while his right softly stroked the still-soft little clit.
"This feels good, right? Answer me."
"Ahht, ngh, uht, th-there... feels good, ah...! Hic, ngh, haaang!"
The dual stimulation from above and below melted me completely, my voice spilling out in moans as I answered him. It felt like I had to respond. My toes curled tight, thighs quivering, my body sliding down until my ass hung off the edge of the sofa. Clutching Terria's arms to keep from falling, I focused entirely on the sensations in my pussy.
"Already drooling like this. Feels that good?"
"Y-yeah... hic, good... aaah, haat... why are you... hic, so... good at this, ahht...!"
His middle finger squelched in deep with a wet shlurp, rubbing every inch of the sticky pink walls. At the same time, his thumb circled my now rock-hard clit, sending electric jolts up my spine to explode in my brain.
"Because it used to be my body. I know better than anyone where it feels good."
"Ahak, haa, hak, th-that's... cheating... hauk, this... ngh, hic, hnght!"
As ridiculous as it sounded, he'd used this body far longer than my measly month—so of course he knew it better. He knew exactly where to press, how to rub. Overwhelming pleasure set my body ablaze. Just one finger inside, and my tight walls clenched greedily around it, chewing on it while sparks of sensitivity burst everywhere. Love juices streamed down, soaking his finger and dripping plip plip to the floor. My mind went blank white; eyes squeezed shut, I let out sweet, melted cries.
I'd thought about covering my mouth at first, but why bother?
"Haht, hic, ah, ah... haaang, haaang...! Haaat!"
It wasn't weird. Me moaning like a bitch in heat wasn't weird. It was just him knowing my body better than I did—no need to hold back the sounds.
"I'll make you do it to me later, so don't worry."
"Ah...? Hak... wh-what... are you... hik, haaang...! Ang, ah, haaat!"
Terria mumbled something cryptic, but I was too close—my lower belly cramped, walls clenching hard. Pleasure about to burst; my feet kicked wildly, tail wrapping his arm like begging for more. Head on his left arm as he roughly twisted my nipple to the breaking point, I panted, waiting for climax.
And then, as he shoved his ring finger in too and scraped the upper wall—everything shattered at once.
"Ahak, hak, hak, haaaaa... haaaht! Hngh...! Haa, haaaaang...!!!"
I writhed to take the overflowing orgasm, but Terria gripped my waist tight—I couldn't control my shuddering body. Even as I came, his fingers kept stirring my loosened, sopping hole, and I couldn't hold back—squirting wildly with wet psshhh sounds.
"Haa, haa... haaaa... wh-what... were you gonna... make me do...?"
The floating high after so long made tears well up; through blurry vision, I cracked my eyes open and mumbled.
Only then did Terria pull his fingers from my pussy, wiping the juices on his discarded clothes. Instead of answering, he hooked an arm under my pits and helped me stand. It looked just like dragging a wasted drunk girl—my legs had no strength either, so I slumped against him, head down.
"Time for bed now, right?"
So now it was time to unleash that huge cock that had been poking my back, searching for entry. Instead of answering, I just nodded faintly, dragging my shaky legs along.