Siron’s Red Pearl
“...Ah.... Ungh.... Haaah.... Haat...”
Siron clung to my cock desperately, rubbing her pussy mound against it as she writhed. Her face was that of a beast fully in heat, grinding against me shamelessly, but she seemed completely oblivious to it herself. Her face flushed beet red, she just stuck out her tongue like a bitch in heat and stared up at me.
I couldn't hold back any longer either, so I decided to finally meet Siron's expectations. I gripped the base of my painfully erect cock—which had been throbbing hard for a while now—and aimed it precisely at her dripping, slick hole.
Then, very slowly, I pushed in.
Squelch—
“Ah, ahh.... Ah...”
With an obscenely lewd sound, my swollen glans forced its way past Siron's tight pussy entrance. Despite yesterday's intense fucking, her pussy was still incredibly narrow, clamping down on my invading cock like it was trying to crush it.
One difference from yesterday: there was no protective barrier left to block my cockhead's advance.
So I took my time, sliding in slowly unlike before, pouring deep affection into every inch.
Sloooowly♥
“Urghhh?!”
As my cock delved deep and nudged something that fluttered like it was kissing me, Siron shuddered violently and hugged me tight, burying her face in my neck.
I hadn't even hilted yet, but unlike yesterday, when her womb descended and met my cock, I stopped pushing. I just savored the sensation of her womb mouth kissing my sensitive glans.
Smooch smooch—
Every time her pussy clenched and released around me, I could feel it molding to my shape bit by bit.
After a few cycles of contraction and relaxation, the tight, snug sensation—like slipping into a custom cock-sleeve—told me instinctively that her pussy was finally ready to accept me fully.
“Siron. Gonna move now?”
She answered by squeezing her legs around my waist even tighter.
“Alright then...”
I slowly pulled out from her pussy, now perfectly memorized to my cock's shape.
Sluuuurp.
“Nnghhhaaah...♥”
My flared glans scraped mercilessly at her pussy walls on the way out, drawing obscene moans from Siron, her face still buried in my neck.
Squelch.
“Nngoooh...♥”
A even lewder sound this time, and not just her juices—a warm squirt of another fluid sprayed against my cockhead.
“Eek.... Ghk.... Hnghh...”
Just one thrust in and out, and Siron was already climaxing, squirting everywhere. A good kind of sloppy pussy.
“Siron. I love you.”
“Hiih...?! Hn...?”
Whispering those words in her ear made her pussy clamp down hard again, trembling through another orgasm.
Now hypersensitive from two climaxes, her pussy gripped me like it had no intention of letting go. Her descended womb pressed insistently against my sensitive glans, begging for my cum.
Sluuuurp♥ Squelch♥
“Ohooooh.... Eek.... Oooh......!! S-stop.... D-don't move...!!”
Every withdrawal dragged her pussy lips clinging to my glans, and thrusting back in made Siron shake her head desperately, face hidden in my neck.
But despite her pleas, her pussy refused to let go, sucking greedily at my pistoning cock.
“Siron. Look at me.”
“N-nooo.... Nngh...♥ S-stop...”
“If you kiss me, I'll stop. Show me your face.”
“Eek.... Urghh.... E-eyes..., d-don't look...!!”
Pretending to close my eyes as she begged with her tongue half-lolling out, I said,
“Closed 'em.”
“D-don't... ope-open them whe-when I say...”
Trembling, Siron lifted her head from my neck, and I understood why she'd wanted me to close my eyes.
Overwhelmed by pleasure beyond her limits, her eyes were half-rolled back, her lips twitching upward in a perpetual grin. Her ragged breaths left her mouth agape, thick drool spilling from the corners.
“Ah...”
Our eyes met, and a dumb sound escaped her as her pussy clamped even tighter.
Pshht, splurt, spuuuurt—!!
Like a water gun, hot liquid sprayed my cockhead repeatedly.
“Ah, ahaaa... D-don't looook...!!”
Humiliated by showing her slutty face, Siron squirted again—and to hide it, she covered her face with the hand that had been clutching my neck.
“Whoa...”
It happened in an instant.
Weak from endless orgasms, her legs around me loosened. And when she released the hand that had been steadying her to cover her face...
Squelch—!!
“Ogooooh♥”
Her suddenly heavier ass slipped from my hands, and my cock slammed straight into her womb.
I caught her before she hit the floor, but her eyes were already rolled back completely, whites showing.
“Hm...”
Tricky. Really tricky.
My urge to cum was at its peak, and while Siron was out cold, her pussy kept squeezing, demanding my seed.
Unlike yesterday, I didn't want to treat her roughly.
“Ghk, hiiik...♥”
“J-just... one shot...”
But seeing her slutty, passed-out face, I couldn't hold back. I thrust up roughly.
Plap plap plap plap!!
“Ooh.... Oh.... Ungh.... Hngit...”
“Ngh...!! Cumming!!”
Spurt, spurt, spuuuurt—!!
I hugged her tight and pumped all that begged-for cum straight into her womb mouth.
Spuuuurt....
After draining every last drop into her pussy, I trembled with immense satisfaction and conquest.
Holding her close for a while to savor the afterglow, I gently laid her on the bathroom floor still hugging her, then slowly—very slowly—pulled out.
Pop—!!
“Eut...♥”
Both owner and pussy let out lewd sounds as I withdrew.
“Whoa...”
With my cock out, my cum gushed from her gaping pussy hole in thick globs. Watching it made me hard again instantly.
Seeing her once-tight virgin pussy—barely accommodating me yesterday—now gaping and farting out my load was too arousing to resist.
“J-just once more...”
Like I was possessed, I shoved my erect cock back in...
Plap plap plap!! Squish squish squish!! Spuuuurt—!!
“Uhooooh...♥”
“Hrrghk!!”
After two more loads—three total—I could finally wash Siron reverently and thoroughly.
* * *
“If you need anything, just call anytime.”
“Ah, yeah.”
I took the cart loaded with food from the staff and quickly shut the door.
Wrapping myself in the fresh sheets, I wheeled the cart over to Siron, who was glaring daggers at me from the bed.
I swiftly set the food on the bedside table, shoved the cart aside, and casually sat on the bed, scooping her up into my arms.
Despite the death glare, she melted obediently into my embrace. I sat her in a chair and pulled another up beside her.
“Meat.”
“Yes ma'am.”
The table was piled with over five kinds of meat dishes, but I speared a bite-sized meatball onto a fork and fed it to her.
“Thirsty.”
“Right here.”
“...Feed me.”
I blinked at the wine glass in my hand. Straw maybe?
As I hesitated,
“...Your mouth just for show? Actin' like a retard?”
“Aha.”
I wanted to kick myself for being so dumb, but serving Siron came first. I took a sip of wine and kissed it into her mouth.
“Mmm.... Gulp.... Gulp.... Fuu.... More meat.”
“Heh, yes ma'am.”
“F-fuckin' retard.... Don't laugh like that.”
I grinned warmly at her flushed face and kept tending to her meal.
After our steamy, sloppy bathroom love session, I'd cleaned her thoroughly, dried her with a towel, stripped the soiled sheets, and tucked her into bed.
Of course, to keep her from catching a chill, I'd hugged her tight as her personal human heater.
Soon after, she woke up—and promptly slapped my cheek hard.
Reason: I'd lied and stared at her disheveled face.
It hurt like hell, obviously. But I wasn't mad.
How could I be, when the slapper looked so flustered and lost?
I apologized and whispered my love again. Despite her pissed-off face, she nodded.
Now we were filling her empty belly and resting, as you can see.
“Hey, Siron.”
“What, retard.”
As I stacked empty dishes on the cart, Siron—lounging like a stuffed cat on the bed—replied haughtily.
It even sounded affectionate, so I let it slide.
“The high priestess at the Rapitera Temple said she'd send someone today.”
“So?”
“Gotta pop back to the guild real quick.”
“Nah. Don't go. Call a staffer and send 'em to the temple.”
“Can I do that?”
“...”
Was my question that stupid? Siron gave me a pitiful look.
“Retard. You're runnin' around on goblin-shit pay, and you think folks makin' tens of times more got light asses?”
“...Yeah. No, they don't.”
It made sense on second thought.
“Hey, Siron.”
“What now, retard. Spill it all at once, jeez.”
“S-sorry...”
“...N-no need... to apologize...”
“Huh? What was that?”
“S-shut up and talk already!!”
I'd heard it fine but played dumb—her cute reaction nearly made me burst out laughing.
“Left the punishment ledger in my room. So I probably gotta go to the guild.”
“...Punishment. Can't we just do tit-smashing and mandatory breeding? Seems fair.”
“...Tit-smashing?”
“...F-fuckin' retard!! Not the edible bread kinda tits!!”
Feeling my stare, she frantically covered her chest and yelped.
I scratched my head awkwardly, and with a sigh, she explained briefly—giving me full-body chills.
Women's tit pride here equals men's dick pride back home. Tits = cock.
So tit-smashing was like that.
Truly terrifying punishment. Apparently, a specialist executioner fixes the tits in a guillotine-like device instead of the neck, then beats them mercilessly with an iron club.
Like tying a guy's cock and balls and some brutal dude smashing them with a club. Legs go weak, balls shrink just imagining it.
And mandatory breeding: Force-impregnate criminals with extracted semen sans pleasure, make 'em birth kids nonstop. Inhumane as fuck.
Siron tossing that out casually suddenly made her seem badass.
“What's with that face.”
“Wh-what's wrong with my face...?”
“Looks so gross I wanna gouge your eyes out.”
“Gah!!”
I flinched hard and covered my eyes.
“...Kidding.”
“...Yeah, I knew that.”
I didn't. Cold sweat beading down my back proved it.
“A-anyway, so I don't gotta go?”
“Hm...”
Even so, the punishments seemed too harsh. As I pondered,
“...Retard. Say you ain't goin' already.”
Swish.
Lying on the bed, Siron lifted the sheet slightly, baring her pale naked body.
Suddenly, it didn't seem harsh at all.
Those perverted noblewomen tried selling me for their twisted hobbies, right? And I wasn't the first guy they kidnapped.
Countless nameless bros turned into cum-dumps by those unethical scumbags!! Their rage fuels me!!
“Hey... my arms hurt...”
“Hell no, I'm not goin'!!”
I shoved anger aside and dove into her arms.
Hugging her tight, I suckled her tits greedily.
“Pervert... like it that much?”
“Yeah. Love it. Seriously love you, Siron.”
“Hmph.”
She hid her twitching smile, but it was so hot and cute my cock hardened again—throb!!
Feeling it against her belly, her flushed face buried in the pillow, she spread her legs invitingly.
“...Perverted fuck.”
“Ooooh!!”
“Kyaa?!”
We didn't leave the room once until checkout.