Chapter 116: Heroes Who've Lost Their Way (8)
Chapter 116: Heroes Who've Lost Their Way (8)
“Why… why are you doing this to me… hngh?!”
To the words I barely managed to squeeze out as he fucked me hard from behind, Queen offered a rather half-hearted reply.
“The sooner you cum… slurp♡… the sooner I’ll get my chance…”
“No, no, hauk?! Me cumming has nothing to do with Mister—no, Dad—fucking me! He’s the type to keep fucking me even if I pass out, as long as he’s horny… ughh♡.”
In my panic, I’d forgotten the whole father-daughter concept and almost called him Mister. Because what Queen was doing right now was completely pointless.
That was just the kind of man the Association Chairman was. A man who’d keep fucking me until he’d emptied every last drop of sperm from his balls, even if I fainted from repeated orgasms. He was the very picture of a patriarch accustomed to treating women like tools.
Treating women like tools could mean many things. One woman for cooking, another for cleaning… I supposed right now, I was being treated as a tool for his sexual release, an onahole.
I didn’t know the details, but I suspected this tendency of his was why he and his ex-wife had separated…
But putting that aside, it was clear Queen had miscalculated. In this situation, “ambition” was, to put it simply, the desire for the Chairman to fuck me instead of any other woman.
“Even if that’s not it, mmph… isn’t it better to be in the Chairman’s line of sight like this, appealing to him even a little… slurp… than to be cast aside, masturbating by myself?”
“W-well, when you put it like that, I guess… nnghok♡!”
As if he’d been listening to our conversation, the Chairman’s cock, which had paused for a moment, plunged deep inside me again. I came a little as it stabbed my cervix. The surprise attack made me shudder, feeling as if my insides were being pulled out by his massive cock.
That aside, hearing Queen’s words and taking in our current positions, I finally understood her intentions. I was the one getting my pussy pounded, but Queen was the one facing the Chairman.
Of course, no matter how much she appealed to him with her face, one good squeeze of my pussy was far more effective. Still, for Queen, it was the best she could do, having not been chosen by his cock.
“Hoh, Queen. So you’ve found your motivation.”
“I have no… choice. This is discipline, so I have to follow…”
Maybe it was because we were both women, but I knew instinctively. Queen wasn’t trying to get back in his good graces because she was a masochist bitch who just liked his cock, like me. If that were her personality, she never would have asked him to use a condom in the first place.
She’s just anxious.
Until now, both Queen and I had been possessed as the Chairman’s tools, his onaholes. If he decided he was fine with just me, Queen could be thrown away.
It seemed she didn’t have any other suitable skills to remain as a different kind of tool. If so, it was understandable that she’d be anxious. After all, he also had leverage over her—the fact she’d become an S-rank Hero by selling her body.
But why is she so good at this…!
Still, how did she even think to do this—to gently bite my areola with her lips and lick my nipple with her tongue? Was this, too, something she did after seeing the future?
No, even if she had seen the future, it wouldn’t explain this masterful tongue technique. It was more reasonable to assume she was the Chairman’s handiwork. Had he taught her while making her give him a blowjob…?
Thrust! Thwaap!
“Ohk… Oohk! Ooo… hoot?! An attack from the front and back is, nggh♡!”
“You have a point. Queen, ambition is the drive to become better by competing with one another. Directly attacking your competitor is wrong.”
“Slurp… I’m not attacking her, I’m making her feel better. Right, Floss?”
“Hnghok… N-nooo…! I’m going to cum from my nipples while my pussy’s being fucked…!”
I was being ravaged from both front and back. My nipples in the front, my pussy in the back. But it seemed the Chairman was displeased that Queen was putting herself on his level by tormenting me.
“Hyaah?!”
The Chairman used the hands that had been gripping my shoulders and arms to push Queen’s face away, then grabbed both of my tits. Queen, who had been suckling on my nipples, was shoved aside without a chance to react.
He rubbed the areolas now slick with Queen’s sticky saliva, then began to roughly crush and knead my breasts as if giving them a massage. He pulled them long, rubbed them together, and slapped them against each other in a relentless assault of humiliation and violation.
“Haaang…♡”
I didn’t know if the Chairman intended it, but in the process, Queen’s saliva acted as a lubricant, a massage lotion between his hands and my breasts, making them stick and slap together and doubling the pleasure.
“How’s this? Better than what Queen was doing, isn’t it…!”
“Y-yes, yeees…?”
I answered, trembling, as he held my breasts captive. Was he… jealous? It seemed he couldn’t tolerate the possibility that Queen might be better at breast play than he was.
What should I do? A little lip service was probably the right move here. They say a good female has to stroke a man’s ego, and besides, it really did feel better.
“I love it… being violated by Daddy’s big, strong hands, I love it so much♡. Please, torment me as much as you want…!”
“Kuh… That’s more like it. But that’s enough fucking while groping tits.”
“Eh…?”
When I gave him a disappointed look, the Chairman rubbed his cock, glistening with my love juice, against my ass. As if my ass were a tissue. Why was he using me like this?
“Which of you is heavier?”
“Our body weight…?”
“W-well…”
The Chairman had me and Queen sit side-by-side and lifted our tits one by one to compare. The weight of one’s breasts couldn’t contribute that much to overall body weight. But he pondered it for a long time, looking dead serious.
“Floss is lighter. Queen, you get on the bottom.”
“What? You’re saying I’m heavier?”
“W-wait a minute! Dad, are you saying my breasts are lighter?”
The two of us, me and Queen, bristled at different points. We spoke at the same time, then fell silent, embarrassed.
Still, I didn’t want to admit my breasts were lighter than Queen’s. It might be natural, since I exercised more than Queen, who just sat around precogging all day, but my pride was wounded for some reason.
“More importantly, what do you mean by get on the bottom…”
“Tsk, tsk, you’re noisy. Who chatters so much while being disciplined?”
Queen had an uneasy feeling, but she quickly accepted it and lay down on the bed. She lay down normally as the Chairman instructed and spread her legs, the typical missionary position.
“Why are you getting on top of me?”
“I don’t know either. Just be quiet, you’re loud.”
“F-fine, but stop touching my nipples!”
But just because we were in a missionary position didn’t mean I was about to have sex with the Chairman. The one who got on top of me wasn’t the Chairman, but Queen. She straddled me, looking down, and we ended up in a natural embrace as she lay on top of me.
“Hey, can you move your breasts… we’re pressed too close…”
“I was about to say the same thing! Your body temperature is too high, it’s hot!”
“Of course I’m hot! I was just getting my pussy pounded a second ago!”
“‘Pussy pounded,’ how vulgar…”
Our four heavy breasts rubbed and squished against each other, tiny beads of sweat forming between them. I couldn’t see well, blocked by our massive tits, but I could feel Queen’s wet pussy rubbing against my pubic bone.
“Vulgar? I don’t think you’re one to talk, Queen, rubbing your pussy on my mound and getting your cunt juice all over me.”
“It’s not like I wanted to get wet! It’s because of the Chairman… nngh!”
“Hauuk♡!”
As we bickered, the Chairman’s fingers entered both of our pussies at the same time. Flicking his fingers against our vertically stacked cunts, he spoke.
“The pussy rice bowl is complete.”
“Rice bowl…?”
Queen muttered, her tone uncomprehending. But I, possessing a brain that understood a man’s fantasies, got it immediately. I knew what the Chairman wanted to do with me and Queen.
“Floss on the bottom is the rice. Queen is the topping for the rice bowl.”
“W-wait a minute! You don’t mean you’re going to fuck us in this position, do you?”
“Of course I am. You’re not going to ask me to use a condom again, are you?”
“It’s not that, but… what does this have to do with ambition…”
Tsk, tsk, her mindset was still lacking. She was older than me and had lived as a woman for much longer, but her abilities as a female were lacking. I decided to give Queen a sharp piece of my mind.
“If you line us up like this, Dad can compare our pussies directly.”
“Exactly. My daughter knows best. Once in Floss’s pussy, once in Queen’s pussy… I’ll fuck you both in turns, so if you want to seize the opportunity when it comes, you’ll have to serve me well.”
Only then did I realize. The pussy rice bowl threesome that was about to begin was the grand finale of the three forms of discipline we’d received today.
Since he would be fucking us in turns, my pussy would inevitably be empty while he was fucking Queen’s. It demanded the patience to endure those moments when the pleasure from his cock was paused.
When the opportunity came—that is, when it was my pussy’s turn to be fucked—it demanded the spirit of service to not miss the chance, to squeeze with all my might and present him with pleasure.
And finally, it demanded ambition. The competitive drive to defeat Queen, the topping on the rice bowl crushing me from above, as a fellow female, and the desire to become the masochist whore the Chairman loved most.
“…I request that you fuck my pussy first. I just saw a future where you creampie me raw.”
“No, no, please fuck your perverted daughter’s pussy first! It’s the pussy you were just fucking, so it’s still coated with Daddy’s pre-cum inside!”
The moment we realized we had to win here, too, Queen and I simultaneously grabbed our pussies, spread them open, and begged for his cock.
But it was different from when he’d used that “Coca-Cola is delicious” rhyme to choose which pussy to fuck. This time, there was no need to argue like this. We would both be fucked equally, after all. We were just competing to be chosen first.
“You’re both hot, but Floss is especially admirable.”
“R-really…?”
“Floss, this is the most womanly I have ever seen you since you became a magical girl.”
“Womanly, you say… haah…”
“Because competing with other women to be fucked by a cock, to receive semen, to get pregnant and bear a child—that is the most womanly act of all. This father is pleased that my daughter has finally become a woman in her own right.”
The head of his cock and the lips of my pussy shared a sticky kiss. It was a plump, hard glans that could make any woman fall in love. And I, having finally become a woman, was no exception.
Squelch—
The moment his cock pushed past the entrance of my vagina, a ridiculous thing happened. Memories of the Chairman discovering my powers right after I became a magical girl, bringing me to the Association, and raising me into a proper hero flickered before my eyes.
“Thank you for raising me to be a female♡.”
My heart swelled, and as his cock plunged deep inside me with a loud thwaap! of colliding flesh, I found myself thanking him for raising me.
How embarrassing…!
But I had no regrets. It was thanks to the Chairman that I’d become a hero and awakened to the pleasure of being defeated, raped, and humiliated by all sorts of villains and monsters.
Considering that benefit, offering my body was a small price to pay…
“Hyaaaang♡!”
…Ah, I’m already offering up my body, aren’t I?
Squelch… Thwaap!
As he’d said, the Chairman fucked Queen’s and my pussies in turns. How many men in the world could have a threesome—a pussy rice bowl, no less—with two S-rank female heroes whose looks surpassed most celebrities and whose bodies were lewder than most AV actresses?
“Daddy’s cock is the beest…!! It’s so big and hard, haaang♡, I love it so much…!”
“Too deep, nngh… heuup…! Ch-Chairmaaan…♡”
I openly moaned as I enjoyed the threesome, expressing the pleasure I felt as a female. In contrast, Queen hated the situation, yet hated her own body for feeling pleasure, trying to hold back, but her moans still escaped.
Plunge— Squelch—
“Ah… haang! Mr. Cock is here…♡ Ohk, oooohk… nnggh♡!!”
Plunge— Squelch—
“Ngh… Please don’t throw me away… huueup… haaht♡?!”
Every time Queen was fucked, the sweat from her body and the cunt juice that flowed ceaselessly from her dripped onto me. Taking in the Chairman’s sweat and pre-cum, and even Queen’s bodily fluids, I was now truly something close to a human toilet.
“Nngh… First, I’m cumming in Floss’s pussy…!”
“Thank you♡! A big, gushing creampie for your daughter’s pussy♡! Please give it to me with all your might…♡!!”
“Kuh…! Get pregnant…!!”
Spurt—! Gush! Spuuurt!
A creampie without spilling a single drop, all while he slapped my ass raw. The Chairman’s hot semen hit the walls of my vagina. It seemed he didn’t want to stop at just making me a woman; he wanted to make me something beyond that—a ‘mother.’
“Not yet, I can’t yeeet…♡”
But the time attack had already begun. The Chairman’s male semen, potent enough to startle my lazy egg, had been poured generously into my pussy.
I had to wash it out before the sperm, now rushing toward my egg for fertilization, successfully reached their destination. Either that, or pray my feeble egg could hold out.
“Oooh…! Queen, you too!”
“Huuuuungh……♡”
“You should know with your future sight…?! Whether you’ll get pregnant and give birth from this semen or not…!!”
Queen, too, had her pussy filled with semen. There was no condom, just as she’d feared. However, her legs were trembling so much from her orgasm that she couldn’t take it all in, and a little of the semen dripped onto my body.
“Huaah…♡”
“Egek, hoot! Hyaah…♡”
Queen and I collapsed at the same time. The Chairman, on the other hand, seemed to still have some semen left to shoot. With his vigorous virility, he fired an additional load onto Queen’s chest with a splat.
“Don’t just lie there, both of you. Spread your pussies and show me. Now.”
“Eh, eeh…? Daddy, you pervert♡. Are you that eager to see your granddaughter-slash-daughter?”
“N-ngh… I can’t see the future yet… Whether I’m pregnant is unclear…”
Queen and I spread our pussies open at the same time. I was already used to it and felt nothing, but Queen was so clumsy at spreading her own pussy that I had to show her how.
“Th-the semen is leaking out, what should I do…”
“Queen, say that to the camera over there.”
“Camera…? W-wait a minute?!”
Click!
Cunningly, the Association Chairman had made us spread our pussies, and in that moment, he’d turned on his phone and taken a picture. It wasn’t like he could blackmail us with photos at this point, so he probably just wanted to keep it as a memento.
“What’s this for? You going to jerk off to us later?”
“No, I’m keeping it as a family photo. I might show it to my son and daughter later.”
“Um, Chairman, why would you show our picture to your family… Ah, don’t tell me?”
Queen seemed to realize the answer mid-sentence, her face flushing red. The Chairman’s cock appeared before her face, and when Queen didn’t immediately perform a cleanup blowjob as if she’d been waiting for it, he turned it toward me.
“It’s really just me, isn’t it?”
“Heh heh.”
I puckered my lips and began to suck the dirty cock, smeared with semen, pre-cum, and the love juice of two women. Lovingly, devotedly. As if she’d just realized she was a step behind, Queen belatedly began to lick his sparsely-haired balls.
“They say a picture is a memory. If you two bear my children, someday, when they misbehave, I can show them this picture and tell them that their mother also misbehaved and was punished by me.”
“A child with you, Chairman… slurp… I’m not really, bleh…”
“My thoughts exactly… mmph♡. I still want to be public property… slurp♡… no, I mean, a magical girl who works for the public good.”
The Chairman’s face twisted as he was hit with a one-two punch of proposal rejections. Did I say the wrong thing? Then again, saying something like that to a divorced man might have been a bit harsh. Should I have offered some lip service…?
“B-but I’ll come running whenever you call…♡”
“The same goes for me, Chairman…!”
“That’s enough. Both of you.”
He pulled his cock out of my mouth with a pop and began to swing it from side to side. Even after cumming twice, it was still hard and huge, and it packed quite a punch.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Ow! Th-that hurts! No, it doesn’t hurt, but it feels awful!”
“Ngh, ugh… I didn’t see this future…!”
Today’s hot tip for females:
When giving a blowjob, you must always be prepared to be slapped in the face with a cock.
And so, I endured the Chairman’s tantrum until his anger subsided. The slapping of his cock against my cheeks, the pressing on my nipples, the rubbing in my armpits, and even the spanking of my ass as if for discipline. All of it.
It’s tough playing the part of a daughter.
Still, I had managed to get his permission to keep Rang-i, the pet I’d brought from the Noe-rang Gate, as long as I took responsibility for him. So, in a way, I was able to put up with his fit with a happy heart.
*
Meanwhile, late that evening.
On his way home from work, the Operator discovered a strange package at his door.
What’s this? I don’t remember ordering anything…
The suspicious package contained an onahole.
It was a magical onahole, its senses linked to a certain magical girl who had no idea what was happening.