Chapter 114: (Rimjob Warning) Heroes Who Have Lost Their Way (6)
Chapter 114: (Rimjob Warning) Heroes Who Have Lost Their Way (6)
‘Dammit, even for me, this is a first.’
The ultimate male fantasy: a flower in each hand. Except, instead of hands, they were clinging to his cock and his ass.
Even for the Association Chairman, who had used his power to bed numerous female heroes, this was a rare experience. Having one woman mouth his cock while another performed a rimjob.
Setting aside the fact that receiving both types of stimulation simultaneously was a first, he rarely ever demanded a rimjob in the first place. Unless a woman had done something wrong and he was genuinely angry, he almost never forced it.
By bringing Noe-rang’s cub into her home and looking after the Doppelganger, Floss had certainly committed a blunder. However, that was an official mistake; it wasn't necessarily a reason for the Chairman to be personally angry with her.
Yet, there was a specific reason he demanded a rimjob from Floss.
‘I want to see Floss truly consumed by shame.’
The Chairman knew Floss was a pervert beyond imagination. He didn't know if her sexual desires had developed in such bizarre directions because she had transitioned from male to female, but it was clear she was a masochist bitch who intentionally let herself be defeated by villains to satisfy her defeat addiction.
‘Intentionally losing to villains, huh… I guess that means she treats me like a villain too?’
As someone who had always dominated and humiliated women, the Chairman found this dissatisfying. Setting aside the fact that she treated a respectable hero like a villain, he utterly despised her habit of treating men as if they were nothing more than living dildos.
A daughter’s bad habits must be corrected by her father. The Chairman was determined to teach Floss the terror of a man.
However, teaching fear to Floss—who didn't truly suffer whether he shoved it in her pussy or her anal, but rather derived even greater pleasure from the pain—was no easy task. She was a woman who got horny from the sensation of choking and being strangled even when he subjected her to deep-throat irrumatio.
While pondering other methods, the Chairman thought of a rimjob. He wouldn't need to use physical force; he only had to give the command. Since it wasn't a type of physical pain, he figured Floss wouldn't be able to enjoy it.
‘Heh… I’ll finally get to see her truly submit.’
However, the Chairman had overlooked one thing. Floss was a masochist who enjoyed mental anguish even more than physical pain. After all, wasn't her defeat addiction rooted in enjoying the shame and humiliation of being violated?
In fact, the moment she squeezed her eyes shut, trembling as she pressed her lips to the Chairman’s anus, Floss reached an orgasm. Her sensitivity was already heightened from masturbating, but the sheer sense of depravity she felt from kissing the most private part of a man she viewed as a father figure was beyond anything she had imagined.
“Haa, hngh……♡”
But the Chairman didn't realize Floss had come. How could he know if the woman beneath his buttocks had reached an orgasm or not? Hearing her moans, he simply misunderstood, thinking she was feeling the shame he had expected.
“Now, stick out your tongue, lick it until it’s wet, and then pucker your lips and suck.”
“Uuuu…….”
“You’ve already kissed it, so why are you still hesitating?”
Though he spoke in a scolding tone, the Chairman felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction deep down. He relished the idea that Floss wasn't enjoying the rimjob and was instead feeling endless shame and disgust.
“Come on, hurry up!”
“Ugh…! O-okay, I get it… so please don't push your butt into me, Daddy….”
The Chairman pretended to reprimand Floss while thrusting his buttocks back. Floss, whose face was hit by his rear in the process, let out a pained groan but began to faithfully follow the Chairman’s orders as told.
“I will… serve you…♡”
She knelt submissively and spread the cheeks of the Chairman, whom she thought of like a father. Her sense of smell and taste, far superior to a normal person's, led her toward what should have been the worst experience. As she knelt with a reverent posture and expression, as if serving a god, and licked the Chairman’s anus, the Chairman shuddered and let out a gasp of admiration.
“Kh-hngh…!”
It wasn't that there was much sexual pleasure. It was the mental euphoria of treating an S-rank popular hero, Magical Girl Floss, like a cheap whore he had hired.
The magical girl who appeared on television to give words of encouragement so that children could grow up strong was now sucking on a filthy asshole with that very mouth. The tongue that prattled on about eliminating villains and helping to create a just society was now licking a smelly anus.
“As expected of my daughter, you’re even good at licking and sucking a man’s ass, aren't you?”
“Don't… don't say things like that…♡”
“I’m not joking, I mean it. Maybe you have a talent for rimjobs?”
Every time the Chairman praised her, he felt the salivation increase, soaking his backside in spit. Only then did he realize that Floss was a masochistic pervert who was equally aroused by this kind of mental assault.
Every time he threw out a comment that stimulated her masochist bitch instincts, Floss licked him with an even wetter tongue and sucked with even more devotion. Though he had initially ordered the rimjob just to make her feel true humiliation, his thoughts began to shift.
‘Since it’s not working anyway, why not just enjoy it?’
The most important skill for the leader of an organization is the judgment to quickly cut one's losses. If it was certain that Floss wouldn't feel ‘real’ humiliation from a rimjob, then he might as well enjoy her tongue while he was at it.
“Every time your tongue gets dry, put it back in your mouth to re-moisturize it.”
“If I put it in my mouth… ugh, it tastes disgusting…! Ugh….”
“Are you actually tasting it? You’re doing a fine job. I doubt even most professional whores would do it with this much care.”
“Wh-what are you saying…?! You’re the one who made me do it, Daddy, haah…♡”
The Chairman insulted her by calling her a whore, yet he didn't sit on her face roughly, subtly showing her a strange kind of care. Meanwhile, Floss grew more accustomed to the rimjob, becoming more aroused by the vulgar insults.
Though it was roleplay, they were a father and daughter who somehow suited each other perfectly.
“Suck it while making more disgusting noises.”
“Wh-why should I…!”
“Have you forgotten that this is discipline to foster a spirit of service?”
“Hngh… seriously, mgh-ph… slurp♡ mwah♡ schlick♡”
Despite saying she didn't want to, Floss served him faithfully, making lewd sounds exactly as she was told. The sound she made by puckering her lips and sucking while intentionally using her saliva was quite pleasant to the Chairman’s ears.
However, Floss was so overwhelmed by a level of shame that had already surpassed her limits that she couldn't even hear the sounds. She was simply addicted to the ‘sensation of obedience’ that came from following orders, serving him with all her heart.
“Now, finally, stick your tongue inside.”
“R-really…? How deep…?”
“As deep as you can. I won't set a limit.”
Floss trembled, but she didn't hesitate as much as she had at the beginning. Seeing her movements, which clearly showed she had already been broken in as a personal bidet girl, the Chairman’s lips curled into a smirk.
“Hng, hngh……?!”
But in the next moment, the smile vanished cleanly from the Chairman’s face.
‘That’s… deeper than I thought…?’
‘Oh, did I put it in too deep…?’
Both the Chairman and Floss were flustered. This wasn't the plan. This wasn't what they intended.
However, Floss’s tongue had already poked another of the man’s weak spots. Unable to withstand the sudden surge of ejaculatory pressure, the Chairman came right into the mouth of Queen, who was kneeling before him.
Splurt! Sp-sp-splurt!
Queen, who had been mouthing his cock, was caught off guard by the massive amount of semen that erupted. Her small mouth couldn't contain the Chairman’s immense stamina.
Drip, drop. Semen spilled onto the floor in large quantities. Queen didn't forget her duty and quickly licked up what had tangled in her pubic hair or splashed onto her legs, but the amount that had fallen to the floor was overwhelmingly large.
“My, what a waste to spill all this. At my age, my stamina is starting to fade, and it takes a long time for my balls to produce this much sperm.”
“Th-this is what you call fading…?”
“Daddy is amazing….”
Floss and Queen were struck with awe. If the Chairman claimed that his ex-wife had divorced him because she feared for her life due to his excessive sexual prowess, they would both have been willing to believe him instantly.
“Quiet, and hurry up and lick up what fell.”
“Yes, sir…!”
“I will eat it gratefully…!”
“Good. By fostering patience and a spirit of service, you’ve naturally developed a sense of gratitude as well.”
Floss and Queen both prostrated themselves at once, sticking to the floor. As if their bodies remembered, they naturally raised their hips in a posture optimized for doggystyle as they lay face down.
The sight of them sticking close to each other and licking up the semen was truly a spectacle. It was like watching a flock of pigeons swarming over scattered crumbs, or two cats sharing milk from a single bowl.
“Pfft!”
What was even funnier was that both Floss and Queen had curly hairs stuck around their mouths. It wasn't some new fashion trend among women, so seeing them like that was ridiculous. The Chairman couldn't hold back his laughter.
He couldn't help it. With curly hairs from different regions stuck to their lips, flicking their tongues to swallow even a single extra drop as they competed over the spilled semen on the floor, they looked just like…….
“You’re not S-rank heroes; you’re both S-rank whores.”
And S-rank whores who were open year-round and always free, exclusively for the Chairman. Even raw creampies were permitted at will.
He felt his cock standing tall again, defying his age. For the final lesson of their discipline, he intended to teach them a new ‘original intention’: ‘ambition.’ He was going to demand that they polish themselves to become even more delicious and tight little pussies.
‘Which pussy should I use first?’
Should he first pound the clingy, wet vagina of Queen, the precog who only opened up when absolutely necessary?
Or should he first drive into the soft, tight pussy of the Masochist Magical Girl Floss, who felt like a daughter to him?
“Chairman. We’ve finished it all, bleh….”
“Hehe… I ate more, Daddy♡”
He stroked the heads of the two female heroes while happily weighing his options.
