Chapter 124: Disqualified as a Human! Qualified as a Beast!
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 124: Disqualified as a Human! Qualified as a Beast!
Moist, purple eyes were looking up at me. This Total Pervert King Milk Cow twitched her hips every time I tormented her, crushed her, and reminded her who held the upper hand.
"Marking your territory well. Good girl, you Garbage-Tier Milk Cow."
I could see her gritting her teeth, her head bowed low, but…
"So, what can a milk cow even do?"
"Y-You… you…"
"I don't recall giving you permission to speak like a human."
"Ugh…!"
Camel grimaced in apparent agony and curled her body inward.
"Mo… Moo… Mooo…"
If she truly hated it, she could have pushed me aside and stood up at any moment. Camel was a member of a cancerous social cartel, possessing the wealth and influence to easily brush off my hollow threats and ruin my life in an instant.
"Yes, good girl. You should be that submissive toward an SSS-Rank Male."
"U-Umm-mooo…"
The rank play wasn't what mattered. It was merely a tool to show that I was high above and Camel was at the very bottom. I could have been F-Rank and Camel could have been Garbage-Tier; it wouldn't have changed the dynamic.
However, giving myself the most prestigious-sounding rank of SSS-Rank and placing Camel at the absolute bottom served to further stimulate the sensation of her being owned.
Constantly calling myself SSS-Rank had the side effect of making me refer to my mother’s friends or even my own mother as "inferior species," but seeing how they all behaved, it felt like I really was SSS-Rank, so it didn't seem to matter much.
I pulled out my camera. Camel’s purple eyes widened like lanterns.
"A-Are you filming?"
"I don't believe I gave you permission to speak like a human yet, did I?"
"Umm-mooo… Mooo…"
Camel glared at me while letting out a cow’s lowing as if in protest. It was honestly admirable how she hadn't lost her spirit yet.
It was only when she fought back like this that breaking her in felt worthwhile.
Clink. Clink.
As I began to casually undo my belt with one hand, Camel’s gaze became fixed on my crotch. It seemed her instincts as a female dominated her body far more than concerns about social standing or being filmed.
My equipment didn't pale in comparison to an adult's. No, since they said males in this world had smaller parts, the moment my "magnum" was revealed to the world, I saw Camel’s eyes go vacant and unfocused.
"I'm filming right now. Is it okay to look like that?"
"Umm-mooo… Mooo…"
To an outsider, it might look like I had mastered some incredible Sexual Arts. Or perhaps that Camel was half-insane from being drugged with aphrodisiacs.
Surprisingly, it was neither. It was just the usual business between me—who had become a sadistic master because of this Total Pervert King Milk Cow—and her, a masochistic, perverted female King Milk Cow.
Camel slightly lifted her head and began to lean toward my penis.
"Now, take a good sniff. Camel Noona? Hmm?"
"Nng… A-Ah, no… Mooo… Umm-meee…"
Hearing her name seemed to bring her back to her senses for a moment, but then, as if remembering she was a Garbage-Tier Milk Cow, she let out a moo and pressed her nose against the tip of my penis.
Sniff… Haaa… Sniff… Sniff…
"Sniffing like a dog even though you're a milk cow. Do you like it?"
"Umm-meee… Umm-meee…"
Just as I couldn't resist the scent of quince, Camel was diligently sniffing the stiff object, her nose pressed right against it.
Through the camera lens, I captured her surreptitiously sliding her hand between her thighs while smelling my penis.
Masturbating in a situation like this… she really was the worst kind of Garbage-Tier female cow, beyond salvation by anyone but me.
"Do you want to lick it? Hmm? Do you?"
I grabbed the middle of my penis and began to slap it against Camel’s face. Thwack—thwack—thwack. Even as the penis struck her nose, eyes, and cheeks at random, Camel kept her lips rounded, accepting the humiliating treatment.
"Moo! Umm-mooo! Moo-ot!"
"Isn't an SSS-Rank Male's dick far too good for a Garbage-Tier Milk Cow? Hmm? Aren't you asking for too much for someone of your status?"
"I-I am… C-Camel Sirian… so I'm not… G-Garbage-Tier… I-I'm the Dean of the Academy… the owner of the Sirian Foundation… and I hold the rank of Countess in the Empire…"
Camel babbled on and on. These weren't things she should be saying in this situation.
Why?
"Throw all that crap away. Right now, you're just a Garbage-Tier King Milk Cow who wants to lick a dick, Camel Noona. Stop making excuses."
Camel seemed to have completely lost her sense of direction. Or perhaps her brain had melted in this situation, leaving her unable to make proper judgments.
"You have to beg, Camel Noona."
"Ugh… Umm-mooo…"
I chuckled at the sight of Camel lowing mournfully, her purple eyes wide. It was cowardly of her to go on about being a Countess and a Dean just a moment ago, only to try and revert to being a milk cow now.
"If you don't beg properly, I won't let you lick my dick ever again. I won't even let you smell it. 'Beg' properly. While looking at the camera."
I grabbed Camel by the hair with one hand and pulled her toward my penis. I could see her pupils trembling violently. Even then, she was sniffing away at my member, which was growing impressively into a flesh club.
"....P-Please… let me smell… the dick."
"Is smelling all you want to do? Nothing else?"
Camel squeezed her eyes shut.
"P-Please… let me lick it too. I-I beg of you."
She was very polite. But it wasn't enough. I looked down at Camel without saying a word. Despite being a Garbage-Tier Milk Cow, she still seemed slow to grasp the situation.
"K-Kh… P-Please… allow this Garbage-Tier Milk Cow… to lick… the SSS-Rank… Male’s dick… I-I beg of you."
Her brain worked fast, but her self-awareness was so slow. It seemed I would have to give her plenty of "education" in the future.
"Fine. Lick it."
The moment permission was granted, Camel lunged forward like someone who had been starving for days and began to frantically lick my penis, all of which was being recorded on camera.
Her judgment that the video I was filming wouldn't be leaked to the public was correct, but she didn't seem to realize that she would be forced to follow my lead indefinitely from now on.
Or perhaps, that was exactly what she wanted. I lightly grabbed the horns of the King Milk Cow noona, who was frantically coating the tip of my penis with her saliva, and rocked her head back and forth.
With her tongue lolling out as she licked mindlessly, she was no longer a person with a personality—she was just a female beast.
The wet sounds of friction echoed from between her thighs, and as she squeezed her own breasts with her other hand to spray breast milk, I felt the semen I didn't even know I had left begin to surge forward.
"That's enough."
"Uum… Lick… M-More… more…"
"I said that's enough."
Snap. When I gave the warning a second time, Camel stopped her movements and looked up at me with a resentful expression.
"I let you lick the dick like you wanted. Now, show me you masturbating. I want to see you cumming hard from lactation masturbation."
"Ugh… I… ugh…"
I lightly tapped the penis, which was dripping with her saliva, against Camel’s face as she tried to resist. Slap. Slap. As I slapped her face hard enough to make a sound, Camel squeezed her eyes shut, grabbed those massive big tits with her own hands, and began to move them back and forth.
"Spread your legs wide too, so I can see inside. Yes, masturbate like that. I want to see you go off just from milking yourself."
"U-Umm-meee… Nng-ot… Umm, umm-meee… Ugh… Why, from something like this… Haa-ugh… Moo… Ugh… Haa-ugh… Umm-meee-et!"
Squirt. Squirt. Squirt. The sight of Camel repeatedly grabbing her breasts on both sides and spraying milk as if she were truly being milked was being captured clearly by the camera.
As she crouched with her legs spread wide, transparent fluid dripped from between her thighs, forming a small puddle on the ground.
"Are you going to cum, Camel Noona?"
"Umm-mo-ot… Uh-haa-ugh… Mo-ot!"
Seeing Camel respond with such pleasure, I aligned my penis with the edge of her lips.
"A woman who cums while masturbating outdoors… you're disqualified as a human. You Garbage-Tier Milk Cow noona."
"Kh-ugh… Slurp… Uum… Schlop…"
As I filmed Camel sucking vigorously on my penis while focusing on her lactation masturbation, I added another weakness to the collection of this meaningless Garbage-Tier Milk Cow noona.
"Ah, I think it's about to come out."
"Slurp!? Slurp! Slurp!"
At the mention of it coming out, the Garbage-Tier Milk Cow began to suck even more violently, her hands moving faster as she squeezed her breasts. My pants, which were hanging around my feet, began to get soaked with breast milk.
"It's just pee, don't suck it like that… Ugh… you perverted cow bitch…!"
Slurrrrrp!
As if she had lost her mind, the Total Pervert Milk Cow forgot all about her lactation masturbation. She shoved one hand between her thighs to scratch at her private parts while violently sucking on my member.
I thought about holding back for a bit, but as a male who must always show strength to females with a composed demeanor, I simply released the sensation surging into Camel’s throat.
"Gulp… Uum… Gulp… Gulp…"
Whether it was because she was an educator or because she knew the fluid itself wasn't dirty, Camel drank it all down quite well. I stroked her hair.
It seemed the time had come for me, as her master, to start thinking about how to turn this woman—who was disqualified as a human but qualified as a beast—back into a person.