Bet (20)
"Didn't you just cum? You should say when you're going."
"Hic...!"
Was it the misery of her own powerlessness? A single tear trickled from Ariel's tightly shut eyes. Like a glass bead infused with moonlight, it soaked her long lashes and slid down her cheek. Indeed, Ariel was most beautiful when she cried. I gently wiped the tear from her reddened eyes with my fingertip, then deceived her with a lie.
"Don't cry. Why are you crying?"
"Hic, sniff... you bastard, you're such a bastard, ugh, sob...!"
I egged her on to cry even more. Her bright smile kept flashing in my mind—the one that made me never want to see her cry again—and that only made me want to break her further. "I told you not to cry, but then I just want to torment you more."
"Hic, sob, hic...!"
I kept deceiving her, crushing her pride until her sobs became more beautiful than any laughter. Tears welled up one by one from those shimmering blue eyes. Unable to resist the sudden impulse, I bent down and nibbled on her ear, chewing it softly. I swept my tongue over the fine fur, sucking gently on the tender flesh just shy of pain. Then I licked the tears wetting her flushed cheek, savoring every inch of her like a delicacy.
"Huh? Ariel, you're such a crybaby. Were you always meant to be a woman?"
"Hngh, no... I'm not, not a woman...!"
"Then what's this? I'm just sitting here, but you've been shaking your hips like a bitch in heat. Aren't you?"
"Hic, no, not a bitch, no... it's, it's the drug... ahhhn!"
I pulled my cock out to the tip, then slammed it back in roughly. Ariel's back arched like a bow, her ass thrusting out in response. What a sight—her hips curved in perfect feminine allure, accentuating her pelvis beautifully.
"Sorry, I can't hold back anymore. I'm gonna move now."
I gripped the handle made just for me—the slight rise above her pelvis—and pounded into her mercilessly.
"Ahhn! Ahh! Ahh! Ahngh...!"
Using the creamy lotion as lube on my pistoning shaft, Ariel wailed in broken moans, her breath catching. When I buried myself to the hilt, smearing lotion on her pubic bone, a massive wave of pleasure crashed over me too. Her swollen inner walls clung slickly to my glans, stroking it, while her hole clenched around the base with a grip several times tighter than her pussy. The wet slaps of skin on lotion-smeared ass and drenched folds filled the lab. Splashing sounds like slapping a puddle echoed obscenely—raw, instinctual breeding noises stripped of all reason.
Splish—! Splish—! Splish—! Splish—!
"Ahaak! Ahk! You're too rough... haang! Haaang...!"
Each withdrawal dragged out pink inner flesh between our airtight seal, no room for even a breath of air. I looked down at Ariel, slumped fully over the table, struggling with the pleasure. All she could do against my thrusts was clench around my cock. I pinned her slender wrists to emphasize not to hold back her moans, pounding her soft white ass until bruises bloomed, devouring her utterly.
"Hngh, haang! Haaang...!"
"Ngh, how's it feel? Good, right?"
Ariel turned her head slightly, cheek pressed to the table, spilling dazed moans. Instead of words, she wagged her tail as if to say no, I don't feel a thing here. The tickling fur on my stomach made me yank it hard, tightening her grip even more. Then her ass lifted high, toes curling and uncurling on the floor—another climax.
"Hak! Hak, ahk! Ahk, haaak...!"
I watched her writhe, unable even to sob properly, gasping ragged breaths. The overwhelming conquest of owning her completely—even her ass—flooded my mind. I kept pistoning, pinning her flailing wrists to send her pleasure spilling out.
"S-slowly... just a little slower...! Ahk, ahngh...!"
"Say it feels good, and I'll go slow."
"N-no... doesn't feel good... ahngh, sniff, hnggh...!"
"You can't lie to your master, can you?"
"Sob, hic, doesn't feel good, it doesn't... kyaaah!"
Teasing her masochism wouldn't help her, but I smirked and smacked her ass anyway. The fleshy ripple followed the sharp slap. I struck her pale, childish ass—ruined by the aphrodisiac—a bit harder, punishing the insolent fox refusing to admit she was a bitch.
"Kyaa! Kyahngh! It hurts, hurts... sob, ugh sob... kyahaang!"
Red handprints swelled on her plump cheeks. But did she not notice how her pussy drooled and her ass clenched tighter with each strike? Even on our second round, she was already instinctively trying to work her hips. Her clumsy movements were adorable—Ariel shaking her waist vulgarly to take me deeper.
"Ahngh...! Ahk! Ahnghk! No, stop, it hurts... sob, kyahngh! Kyaaang...!"
Pain in her cries hid sweet thrill; even as my palm stung from spanking, she felt only pleasure. Good thing I'd dosed her. Pounding her twisting walls while slapping her ass made her shudder and wail again, tears streaming endlessly from those sapphire eyes. Ah, watching Ariel cry is the best.
"Gonna keep lying?"
"Ahnghk! Ahk, yes, it feels good, ass feels good too... sob."
"Really? It really feels good?"
"Yes, y-yes, feels good, so good... ahnghut, ahk, ahaang...!!"
"Ngh, haa...!"
Spanking her ass raw while buried deep, she finally admitted it—proving bitches always yield to superior males, whimpering as they grant pleasure. That maddening allure made me cum inside her, overlapping our bodies. My thick seed flooded her tight space, visibly bloating her lower belly. The heat filling her triggered Ariel's climax too; she wailed, our shared excitement pulsing through her embraced form. Head thrown back in afterglow, her golden hair cascaded down my back, exposing her slender neck. Dangerous move.
"Hngh, hngh, hnggh... knghh!"
Impulsively, I yanked the choker emphasizing her depravity, choking her lightly—not enough to hurt, just restrict breath. Despite cumming once, my cock stayed rigid; I thrust again. Exhausted from multiple orgasms, Ariel clenched involuntarily—masochistic instinct or reflex, her muscles gripped my meat like a vice. When her face paled, I released; she coughed, gasping fiercely.
"Ughk, ngh, hngh, ugh... ngh, hak, haang...!"
But relentless pounding drew heated moans amid her gulps. She couldn't endure without voicing it—the overwhelming stimulation on her hypersensitive body trumped breathing. Exhausted everywhere, she had no strength to divert the pleasure. Feeling merciful, I paused and shifted positions.
"Ugh, hic, let me rest, please let me rest... ahk."
"No. You're feeling it too. Let's make it even better."
"S-scary, I'm scared... ngh, hngh...!"
Still connected, I hooked arms behind her knees, lifting her to face me. Each jiggle stabbed my cock deep, eliciting intermittent moans. Folded nearly in half against my chest, her junction exposed fully.
"It's fine. I won't drop you."
"Ah, ahngh...!"
"But Ariel, what had you so happy earlier today?"
"Hngh, what...?"
Terrified of falling, she clung to my arms. Skinny beyond her breasts and ass, she weighed nothing. Maybe fatten her up with good food later—would she smile brightly again? Tch, thoughts drifting; I clicked my tongue and whispered into her tiny ear nestled in my arms.
"You said you liked me, right? Something about loving research because of me?"
"No, hate you, I hate you... hnghut, don't thrust so deep...!"
"Playing cute?"
"Ngh... I really hate you."
She was like a baby now—whining around my impaled cock. I'd cut the aphrodisiac next time. Slowly thrusting, her warm walls hugged from a new angle. Withdrawals pulled slick fluids and pink folds from her wrinkled seal, lotion and cum dripping down her perineum.
"Hngh, hng, hnggh! Haang! Haaaang...!"
She heated up sticky-fast, moaning lewdly. I was addicted to her body too. With stamina, I'd fuck all day—until sanity fled. Wasn't just her losing it. So what? Like a beast in rut, I devoured her. Lifting her off to teeter on my glans, then dropping my arms as I thrust up, impaling her to the hilt.
"Haang! Haang! Haangh! Haaaang...! Haaang!"
We panted in fevered unison, humidity fogging the windows. Sticky squelches and slapping flesh underscored her obscene cries. This was Ariel—the one who'd lorded over me for three years, tormenting endlessly. Aloof Blue Tower Lord, immersed in magic, ignoring life's pleasures—perhaps pure. Now that lofty woman moaned impaled anally. Turning with a lust-melted face, her expression teasing sadism, I wanted to shatter her. Dye her white canvas in my colors, ruin her beyond resistance. Her proud mind gone, crushed mercilessly by a man's touch into whimpering sobs—that was Ariel. I imprinted her new master body and soul. Maybe this body was destined master's, female for slavery—nothing changed but the mind.
"Haangh! Weird, it's weird... I, this, haaang! Haaang...!"
Trembling, clutching my arms in fear.
"What's wrong?"
"Hngh, haa, hic, why am I feeling it here... haaang!"
She glanced down past bouncing breasts at our junction, then squeezed eyes shut in shame, head turning away. Adorable—I smirked, slamming up hard. Ahnghk! Hips quaking, clenching—another orgasm. She knew she felt anal pleasure, but something felt wrong, fear lacing her ecstasy.
Time to explain. "Beastkin have heat cycles."
"Hnghk, hnggh... wh-what's... haangk!"
"During heat, they fuck from behind to vent lust without pregnancy. That's why asses are sensitive."
"H-heat... heat cycle...? But you never... ahk, haak, wait no...!"
Face wrecked, tears streaming, she begged for slowness. Her glazed blue eyes doubtful if she grasped it, but I didn't stop—thrusting while kindly explaining.
"You cast humanization magic. Didn't know?"
"D-didn't... what does that have to do... ahk, with...!"
"It rewires the body completely. No heat cycles."
"Th-then I... haaang, haang! Haang! Haaaang...!"
Light climax mid-sentence. Unsure details, she sensed it bad—curling fearfully in afterglow. My pitiful canary trembled in my arms, stirring protection... and cruelty. Torment her endlessly.
"Not sure when, but it'll come soon. Once a year minimum."
"No, nooo, sob, why me... hnghk, hng!"
"Kkh, hold on."
Explaining kindly while pistoning built ejaculation fast.
"Ahk, haak... haaaang...! Haaang! Haaaang...!"
Twice the speed, I erupted inside, nibbling her reddened ear—marks from bites thrilling her nerves. Arms crushed her knees, squeezing her torso near collapse. She thrashed to escape the suffocation; I restrained her, whispering the night was long, pleasure unending.
"Shall we head to the bedroom?"
I'd stuff her full until sex filled her mind, forcing her frail body to memorize my shape.
"Hnggg, ugh... again? Already...?"
"You want more too, right?"
"Ngh... n-no. Tired, rest a bit...!"
Her denial hid eager anticipation—unintentional, but the high-dose aphrodisiac lingered. Her pussy itched, drooling; self-loathing warred with desire on her face.
"Rest a bit first? Sure."
"Y-you're insane... hnghk."
Lifting her, I withdrew my whitened cock. Her gaped ass—stretched to my girth—gaped obscenely, oozing thick fluids. Admiring, I princess-carried her; legs too weak to stand. She buried her face in my chest, hair veiling as she mumbled.
"If you're gonna do it, do it there...!"
"There? In your ass?"
"Sob... do what you want. Or just don't."
Teasing for dirty talk, she pouted. I chuckled, laying her gently on the bed. She dimmed the lights shyly, wriggling; my cock throbbed harder. Spreading her legs wide, I slapped her slick pussy with my rigid shaft—smack.
"Was gonna anyway."
She flinched at each hot tap, cheeks blazing, averting eyes. Knowing it'd wreck her hypersensitive pussy with unimaginable pleasure, she trembled fearfully yet didn't refuse. Commendable.
"Ngh, hngh, hngh... haaaang...!!"
I speared her loosened pussy to the hilt in one thrust. Tonight, I'd make Ariel cry endlessly—the world's most beautiful sight.