Intrusion
"Haaht... ahn... hiiiuung..."
The fountain of squirt finally subsided, and Pernia trembled all over, lost in the lingering aftershocks of her climax as a moan slipped from her lips.
This is dangerous. She hated to admit it, but that monstrous cock was genuinely incredible. It had felt plenty good before, but now that it had grown even larger, every time the glans slammed down against her cervix her mind went completely white. Maybe it was because the thing was so thick; even simple insertion automatically stimulated every erogenous zone she had. And thanks to that damn rapist, she'd even discovered sexual preferences she never knew she possessed...
Smack!
"Hyuk!?"
Right on cue, the rapist's palm cracked across her ass, reminding her once again that she was a masochist. The burning pain radiating from her buttocks set her entire body ablaze. Her pussy twitched as though it still hadn't finished expelling everything, leaking another gush of slick nectar.
The rapist gently stroked the spot he'd just struck and whispered into her ear.
"Hey. Pernia. Don't you think you're being a little too lewd? You really like getting spanked that much?"
"Uhh... D-don't just casually use my name like that."
"Why not? I want to keep calling it."
Apparently displeased by her resistance, the rapist lowered his voice and pulled away the hand that had been caressing her ass. This was obviously the wind-up for another slap!
Judging as much, half tense and half expectant, Pernia braced herself for the pain.
But five full seconds passed without any sting. Growing suspicious, she cautiously turned her head—only to meet the rapist's gaze as he flashed a wicked grin.
"What? Were you looking forward to it?"
"Ugh...!"
"Want me to spank you? If that's what you want, just say so. I'll give you as much as you like. Yeah?"
His irritating habit of stroking her ass again made Pernia bite her lip hard and snap her gaze forward. She couldn't allow her spirit to submit over something as trivial as pleasure.
"Shut up. I never asked for any of—"
Smack!
At the perfect unexpected moment, the rapist exploited the opening and brought his palm down hard.
"Eeeyaaaahhh...!"
Squirt! Splurt!
Instead of finishing her sentence she let out a lewd moan, a short burst of girl-cum spraying from her pussy. She'd reached a small orgasm.
This slutty fucking body!
Pernia cursed herself internally for the utter discord between mind and flesh. Rape or not, the way this body celebrated every strike disgusted her to no end.
Meanwhile the rapist kneaded her ass, then seized her hips and drove his cock back inside.
Squish!
"Ahht...!"
Before the afterglow could even fade, his cock mercilessly scraped every inch of her inner walls and slammed home against her cervix. Pernia arched her neck and moaned. The pleasure was almost impossible to endure.
The rapist pressed his body flush against hers, grinding as though he meant to invade her womb itself.
"Your mouth says one thing, but your body seems to love this way too much. Which one am I supposed to believe?"
That smooth, teasing tone was infuriating. Pernia, who was already furious at her own traitorous flesh, rose to the bait.
"Shut up! Just shut your mouth and move your hips. That's what you want, isn't it!"
She poured her desire for this ordeal to end even a second sooner into the shout. The rapist accepted her words with obvious delight.
"Fine. Your wish is my command."
He reached around to grab her modest breasts in a firm grip and snapped his hips forward.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
The thrusts weren't fast, but each one was deep and heavy. Every plunge made the glans hammer her cervix as if trying to break through, while her plump ass jiggled wildly to absorb the impacts.
She tried her hardest to swallow her moans, but reality refused to cooperate.
"Hngh! Hnng... haaung!"
The very effort of holding them back mixed nasal tones into her voice, turning the sounds almost coquettish. Pernia's face burned even hotter with humiliation and shame.
Still, as time passed and she gradually grew accustomed to the pleasure his cock provided...
Smaaaack!
"Hiiiuuung!"
The stinging slap on her ass tore a cry from her throat as she squirted helplessly again. One spank, one orgasm—she was maintaining the ratio with embarrassing consistency.
But unlike usual, the rapist's hand didn't stop there.
Smack! Smack!
"Aang! Ahn!"
His palm rose and fell again and again, painting her ass with bright red handprints. He balanced them evenly between left and right cheeks.
And all the while the thrusting never ceased, so Pernia couldn't collect her scattered thoughts. Once the squirting started it refused to stop; every slap that landed on her ass revived the weakened stream with fresh force. The area around them had long since become a drenched mess of her juices.
"Haa... haa..."
Even while her mind drowned in waves of pleasure, Pernia caught the rapist's ragged breathing and instinctively understood.
He's about to cum.
At last she would be released from this hell. Even as she thought it, however, a thin thread of regret unfurled in her heart.
Was this truly hell? Or had it actually been heaven? Would she never feel this pleasure again?
The answer came from herself.
We'll meet again anyway.
She couldn't be certain, but the rapist had no intention of killing her. He would rape her, yes, but he wouldn't go any further. She had a vague idea why.
He wants to return to Earth.
To reach the ending, he was keeping alive anyone who could be useful to Abel.
While Pernia busied herself with mental theories, the rapist pressed his glans tight against her cervix and erupted.
Spurt! Spurtt! Spuuuurrrrt!
"Kyaaaaahhhht!"
Pernia climaxed as she felt the semen flooding her womb. She squirted yet again, not knowing where the fluid was even coming from, while confirming in real time how her belly was swelling.
My stomach hurts!
Because of her prone position the weight pressed downward, turning the fullness into sharp pain. The fact that even that pain was converted into pleasure terrified her most of all.
She convulsed from the stimulation but kept the position anyway.
Resisting is pointless anyway.
She rationalized it to herself. She couldn't possibly admit that the crushing pressure on her cum-inflated womb actually felt good.
A short while later the rapist who had finished ejaculating pulled out.
The thick rod that had been plugging her entrance vanished, and the semen trapped inside her womb surged out all at once. From her pussy—still stretched to the exact shape of his cock—thick ropes of white poured without end. Some of it came in heavy clumps, so her hole couldn't close and kept gaping obscenely.
Even that sensation felt pleasurable to her sensitized body.
Damn this body.
As Pernia grumbled to herself again, the rapist who had already pulled up his pants retrieved a magic cleanser from his subspace pouch and activated it. Every trace of their encounter was washed away, leaving only her sprawled helplessly on the floor.
The rapist glanced once at the suction boots still fastened to her feet, then turned away without the slightest regret.
Watching his retreating back, Pernia felt certain.
We'll meet again.
And every time, that man would rape her and then release her.
"Haa..."
A sigh escaped her lips on its own. She couldn't tell whether it was resignation to her miserable fate or a breath of relief. Not yet.
Rustle— Rustle—
At midnight, when darkness had swallowed the world, Pernia tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
This damn body!
It was all that rapist's fault. Ever since he'd violated her, her flesh had been complaining of emptiness. The space between her thighs kept begging for something—anything—to fill the tightly closed slit.
Come to think of it, the first time had been the same. The difference was that back then the symptoms had faded after a few hours. This time they refused to leave.
Her pussy had even turned into Pavlov's dog; the mere sight of any man made it drool slick nectar as if saying it didn't need that massive cock anymore—just put something inside.
She was enduring for now, but at this rate she feared she might unconsciously spread her legs for the first random cock that appeared.
In the end Pernia sat up.
I guess I have to masturbate.
If she could just relieve the sexual frustration, this loose pussy would finally quiet down.
She slipped off the bed, glanced at her new roommate Luzia, then tiptoed toward the bathroom.
Mid-tier dorm rooms came equipped with private bathrooms, so there was no need to leave the room. The moment her hand closed around the bathroom doorknob—
Tap.
A hand settled on her shoulder.
"Kyaa— mmph! Mmph...!"
Pernia reflexively tried to scream, but the hand that shot out from behind clamped over her mouth.
The instant she regained her composure and reached for the dagger in her bosom—
"Pernia. It's me, it's me. Luzia."
Luzia revealed her identity and removed her hand.
Only after confirming her roommate's face did Pernia finally relax.
"Whew... It was you, nyang. Why scare me like that, nyang?"
"Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to."
"But why did you stop me, nyang? I really need to use the bathroom, nyang. It's urgent."
She deliberately hunched her thighs together in an obvious gesture. Luzia suddenly smiled.
Then, narrowing her eyes, she whispered.
"You're going to masturbate, aren't you?"
"Uh... what?"
"That's it, right? You were heading in there to masturbate."
Pernia's eyes widened. She had no idea how her intentions had been seen through.
She tried to deny it first.
"W-what are you talking about, nyang? Masturbate?"
"Aww, don't lie. It's written all over your face. I've actually known since earlier. That you're sexually frustrated. I thought maybe you were holding out, but I was right after all. Hehe! My eyes never lie."
Luzia's confident smile radiated absolute certainty. There was no point in denying it anymore.
"Luzia. You're right, nyang. My body suddenly got so hot I couldn't sleep, nyang. So could you let me go, nyang? It's really urgent."
Reacting strongly here would be the move of an amateur. Responding as if it were nothing usually killed most people's desire to tease.
The one thing she had overlooked was that Luzia had never intended to tease her in the first place.
"That urgent? Then want me to lend you a dildo?"
"...Huh? A di...ldo?"
"Yeah! It feels way better than using your bare hands. Is penetration difficult for you? I also have a vibrator. How about that?"
Suddenly excited, Luzia pulled all sorts of masturbation toys from her subspace pouch and lined them up.
The star of the show was a horse-cock dildo as thick as an arm.
"This one's only for special days! Way too much for beginners, so let's pick something else."
"...It does look like it, nyang. It's huge."
"Right? Better not use this one."
Luzia put the massive horse-cock dildo away. She could never have imagined that Pernia was thinking, It's still smaller than the rapist's cock, though.
"So which one do you want?"
"Um... I..."
Pernia hesitated. She wanted to say she didn't need any, but the sight of the toys made her hesitate. It really seemed like she needed something inserted to scratch that deep itch before she could calm down.
After looking them over, she chose one roughly the length of a handspan that seemed just right.
"I'll take this one, nyang!"
"That one? Smart choice! Looks like you have some insertion experience, huh? The other girls found even that size pretty tough."
Other girls? Exactly how many pussies had this dildo passed through? The thought gave her a strange sense of revulsion, but seeing how cleanly it was maintained let her shrug it off.
"Then I'm going in, nyang."
"Okay! If you need it again anytime, just ask!"
"...No thanks, nyang. This is the last time."
Once she got through tonight, all these strange sensations would disappear anyway.
Pernia stepped into the bathroom. Just to be safe she locked the door firmly, stripped off her clothes, and stood naked. Then she leaned against the toilet, sat down, and spread her legs.
Her pussy was already soaking wet, so there was no need to wait. She rubbed the dildo up and down a few times, then cut off all hesitation and pushed it inside.
Schlick!
"Uhhht...!"
The dildo slid in smoothly. The pussy that had been constantly crying out with thirst let out a silent scream of joy the moment it was filled and finally quieted.
Only one thing still felt lacking.
It's a little small.
Her pussy, which had been thoroughly trained by that massive cock, could no longer be fully satisfied by something like this. The size, the girth, the hardness, the heat—everything was overwhelmingly inferior to the rapist's.
Of course, that didn't mean she missed it. If anything, her hatred only burned hotter.
"I'll repay this debt someday. Without fail."
Being raped twice and doing nothing about it didn't suit her personality. She would get revenge by any means necessary.
Squish!
"Haaung!"
With renewed determination, her serious masturbation began in earnest.
The next evening, as Luzia was preparing for bed, Pernia approached her.
"Luzia. Um... could you lend me that thing again, nyang?"
"Huh?"
"You know... that. The di-di-dildo."
Pernia averted her eyes in embarrassment at having to say such a thing after all her big talk the night before.
But Luzia didn't seem to mind at all.
"Ah, the dildo? So you really do need it! Here you go!"
Delighted to have found a fellow sufferer, she happily handed over the same toy from yesterday.
Pernia stared at it quietly, then spoke.
"...Not this one. Give me a bigger one, nyang."
"Eh...?"
"A b-bigger one. This was a little too small, nyang."
She couldn't bring herself to boldly ask for the horse-cock dildo outright.