The Secretary's Submission
Even as I was tearing her apart, Francesca was moving her hips on her own, milking me for every drop of semen. She didn't let it overflow from her womb like before, but she kept bumping her hips against mine, leaving just enough to make her feel appropriately full.
Whenever she switched from a monotonous back-and-forth rhythm to pressing her hips flush against mine and grinding in circles, fresh spurts of semen would inevitably erupt from my cock.
"Nghaa... Master's... cock... does it feel good?"
Francesca asked, tilting her head back slightly. The look on her face made it seem like she was saying, "Master's cock is so pathetic~★!" and it wounded my pride. It felt so good that I’d nodded before I could stop myself, but I didn't want to admit it so easily.
"Hmph, I'm not sure," I replied. It wasn't very convincing while I was dripping with her fluids, but Francesca looked genuinely shocked as she turned to look back at me. Because she twisted her waist along with her head, her movement caused my cock to bend at a pleasurable angle, sending another surge of semen deep inside her.
Splurt-splurt-splurt♥
As her pussy greedily swallowed the load, Francesca spoke up.
"Then, would you like to fuck my pussy in your favorite position?"
Shluuup!
With a sticky, lewd sound, our bodies parted. Francesca sat up on the rock I’d been bracing myself against and spread her legs wide. Watching her pussy, stretched to its limit, begin to tighten in real-time, I slammed my cock back inside.
Thwack! Even though we’d only been separated for a second, her pussy immediately began clawing at my cock, acting coy.
"Hraaaah...!"
"I won't stop even if you beg me to!"
"Th-that is exactly what I wanted... Hooooo...♥!"
I pinned Francesca down, putting my full weight into every thrust. In response, she wrapped her long legs around my waist, pulling me in and letting go in a rhythmic cycle.
"Oh... m-more, harder... please press down until I can't even breathe... Hooooo!"
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch♥
I obeyed her request, grinding into her pussy while pinning her down.
"Ooooooh...♥!"
Her moan, louder than before, made it perfectly clear that this was her favorite position.
Clench-clench♥ I could feel the rhythmic pulsing of her pussy as it hugged my cock snugly.
"It feels so good...♥!"
I’d been worried because the rock was so hard, but she didn't show a single sign of pain, only a desperate, starving need for my cock—she was a succubus through and through. I finally cast aside my last shred of worry and drove into her, deep and hard.
Slap-slap-slap!
"Francesca... do you like this position?"
"Oh... yes, I love it... being trapped by you, Master... Ooh... the pressure is so intense that I can't escape... my pussy's climax won't stop...♥!"
"Then don't stop! Keep climaxing!"
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch♥
"...♥! Yes... I understand! So, k-kheuuung... Master... please, I hope my pussy makes your cock feel good too... Hooooo...♥!"
The impudent attitude from earlier was gone, replaced by the image of an ideal, devoted pussy-secretary. So, she had been provoking me earlier because she wanted to be pinned down by force. I realized it a bit too late.
Snnnfff... haaaa...♥
Her breathing was long and rapid. Even as every cell in her body was being corrupted by my scent, this greedy secretary was making me go into a rut just so she could catch an even deeper whiff of me.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, clinging to me like a koala, and left a deep kiss mark on my chest.
"Shluuup... shluuuup... lick... ngh-ooooh... slurp-slurp...♥!"
She sucked hard enough to sting, and after looking at the kiss mark on my chest with satisfaction, she gently rubbed it with her tongue, coating it in her saliva. It was a mark of territory that even other succubi—especially Mother—hadn't managed to claim. This cheeky secretary had finally been the first to leave her mark on my body.
"Haa-ng...♥!"
Perhaps it was her own form of rebellion; her expression melted into one of pure, depraved bliss, and her pussy-fluids wouldn't stop flowing.
Fshhhhh-shoooo-shoot♥
"Francesca, does it feel good?"
"Yes...♥ I want to have sex with you... hoo... for the rest of my life...♥!"
My composed secretary was showing off her possessiveness, her voice trailing off. Even as she was being mercilessly crushed beneath the Master she served, her pussy tightened with joy.
"Does your back hurt?"
"No... I'm fine... so... h-hick... don't worry about me..."
Hearing that, I changed our position. It was the position that allowed me to put the most weight into a man's thrusts. The ultimate position where I only had to focus on pumping her full of semen.
The Breeding Press.
I lifted Francesca up and moved her, never once pulling my cock out of her pussy. I climbed onto the rock as well, trapping her in my embrace.
"Ha-ah... ha-ah...♥!"
I saw the look of high expectation in her eyes below me. It was a gaze that was both dazed and sparkling, as if she dared to guess the immense pleasure that was about to come. She was a non-resistant secretary who held not a single shred of defiance or resistance toward the man who was about to mercilessly fuck her again.
Realizing my intent, Francesca welcomed me by spreading her legs wide, replacing her two arms with her two legs. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and lowered my cock with my full weight.
Thwack!
"...♥!"
The heavy weight of a muscular man. My massive cock and my heavy balls, a testament to my overwhelming virility. The trinity of the Breeding Press had finally begun.
"Ooh... ooh...♥!"
Splat!
"Oooooh...♥!"
Splat! Splat!
"Hooooooooooooo...♥!!!"
Splat-splat-splat!
At first, my cock just tested the waters, but as time went on, it began to pound her pussy with increasing force and speed. I was staining this ultimate female fleshlight—which was open all the way to her womb—with my own colors. The more I did, the more vulgar Francesca's moans became, and I liked it so much that I almost couldn't stop myself from wanting to kiss her.
"Does it feel good? Haa, Francesca?"
She nodded. Francesca only nodded at my question. She seemed to be struggling to even breathe under the pressure she’d never experienced before. But, Francesca, you can do it, right? You're not just that, are you? You can answer me out loud while you stroke my cock, right? Is a simple nod all I get when I ask you something? Francesca, you were a bad girl.
"Bad girls need to be punished."
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch♥
With a breathless, relentless fucking that gave her no room to breathe, I reminded her of the reason for a secretary's existence.
"Oooooh...♥!"
"Don't just moan, answer me!"
"I-it feels so good...♥!"
Since I’d received a satisfactory answer, there was no longer any need for her mouth to speak. I lowered my body like I was doing a push-up, and when she saw my face coming closer, she stuck out her tongue.
"Bleeeeh...♥!"
I met her halfway with my own tongue. Francesca's tongue, which was overwhelmingly longer than mine, traced a bizarre, snake-like trajectory. The mouth that had intended to fuck Francesca ended up being fucked by her in return.
"Shluuuuup... shluuup, shluuuuup...♥!"
The suction was so strong that my lips felt like they were disappearing into her mouth. Give and take. I gave her my lips and took her pussy. Leaving my mouth to her, I focused once again on the movement of my hips.
Thrust-thrust-thrust♥
I drove my cock deep into her womb, then pulled it out until the glans was barely hanging on. My cock, liberated from the pressure of her pussy, felt a sense of loss, but don't worry. It was only one step back for two steps forward. I just needed to take a running start equal to the length of the pussy stretched out before me.
I launched my cock into the non-resistant, superconducting pussy that was permitted only to me. As the distance of the advance increased, so did the acceleration, and that kinetic energy was converted into pure sexual energy.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Violent sounds echoed from her pussy, but Francesca's face only melted further into pleasure. If I ejaculated here, it would be the finishing touch.
"Hoooooooooooo...♥! Semen... the smell of... Master's cock-juice...♥!!"
She sniffed the air, searching for the scent of my seed, but her pussy had long since devoured it. Besides, I didn't have the luxury to let Francesca sniff anything right now. Controlling the amount of semen I released, I moved my hips again.
A man is at his most sensitive when he is about to ejaculate. I was intentionally holding back that climax, prolonging this ultimate pleasure for eternity.
"Kheu...!"
The pleasure starting from my cock paralyzed my brain. My whole body was trembling, but I couldn't stop this addictive sex. I intended to keep pounding her without rest until Francesca admitted she was wrong.
"...♥! I-I'm still... I'm cumming... ngh-ooooooh...!"
Francesca seemed flustered, never having expected me to move my hips so fast. Her cute reaction almost made me fail to control my ejaculation. I blocked her mouth again and thrust my hips back and forth.
"Shluuup... hng... m-more, keep fucking me...♥!"
"H-hick... ha-ang... cock, my cock...♥!"
"Hoo... a-aren't you... tired... aaaaang...♥!"
"J-just a little rest... shluuup... ha-uum... sniff-sniff...♥!"
"Stooop... my pussy is going to break...!"
"I was wrong... please... h-huff... let me rest for just a moment..."
I’ll say it again: a pussy can never defeat a cock.