Chapter 156: Time Stop (5)
Chapter 156: Time Stop (5)
Should I just say it? Should I just tell him? The thought crossed my mind.
I didn't mean telling him my hero name. I was actually debating whether to reveal that I was his former classmate, Kang Young-hoon, and that I used to be a man.
If he knew I used to be a guy, maybe he’d be so disgusted by the idea of fucking someone who used to be male—even if I’m a girl now—that he’d pull his cock out and let me go. Or maybe he’d let me go out of some lingering sense of friendship.
‘As if.’
But after a moment’s thought, I scrapped that idea. It wasn't a matter of whether he’d let me go or not.
I could feel it through the way our bodies were joined, cock to pussy. Even if I revealed I used to be a man, this bastard wouldn't pull out; he’d probably just shove it in even deeper and mock me further. I couldn't expect any "friend treatment." We weren't even that close back then, so he might not even remember me.
"Getting fucked in the pussy finally making you want to talk? Your bottom mouth opens so easily, so why is your top mouth staying shut? I told you, just give me your hero name."
"Nngh, ahh...♡ I don't... know anything about... being a hero...!! Haa...♡ I'm just... a normal employee...!!♡"
"Still playing dumb. Maybe I should shove this Bat of Truth into your mouth instead of your pussy."
Young-hoon continued to pound me from behind in doggystyle, repeatedly slapping my ass. Just as he said, I could feel every sensation perfectly. Not just the pleasure, but the pain as well. Every time he slapped my buttocks, my pussy clenched tight around him. He seemed to enjoy that, as he kept the slaps coming.
"Don't... keep hitting my ass...♡!"
"A naughty pussy like yours needs to be disciplined like this to learn its lesson. Think of it as a love spanking."
"Teachers used to say it when we were kids, right? A model student absorbs knowledge like a sponge. I don't know if you're a model student, but seeing how you're slurping up my cock, you're definitely a legendary pussy."
Every time Young-hoon buried his cock deep to the root, a beastly moan escaped me. It was a vulgar voice, unbecoming of a hero—or even a woman. The fact that a female like this called herself a hero was nonsense in itself.
"Try saying, 'Thank you, Cock Teacher.'"
"Nngh...♡ Your cock... is scraping the inside so hard... hah...♡! It feels so good...!!"
"Should we try here too?"
That wasn't all. Whether it was because he was desperate to hear my hero name or not, Young-hoon employed other means.
The rabbit tail anal plug I had inserted to play the part of a reverse bunny girl. He grabbed it, teasing me by pulling it halfway out and pushing it back in, stimulating my anal. It was just a toy, but to me, it felt like a massive cock was sliding in and out of both my ass and my pussy simultaneously.
"Nngh-ohh...♡! Not my ass hole...! Attacking my pussy and my back pussy... at the same time... ah, ahh...♡"
"Why? Does it feel like you're getting double-teamed?"
I couldn't deny Young-hoon's mocking provocation. Since I was being fucked from behind, I couldn't see anything. Because of the time stop, I couldn't even turn my head.
But with his hand teasing my anal by sliding the rabbit tail anal plug in and out, and his cock tormenting me deep inside my pussy, I couldn't help but be aroused. Young-hoon seemed to realize I was getting off on this and intensified the stimulation.
"Cum."
"Nngh...♡!"
"No, don't cum."
"Eh...?"
An orgasm command given as he slammed his cock deep into my pussy, hitting my womb.
An orgasm denial command given as he pulled the anal plug while keeping his cock still.
Then, another orgasm command as he pulled his cock out.
Followed by another orgasm denial command as he pushed the anal plug back in.
"Cum. Don't cum. Cum. Don't cum."
With the words "cum" repeated in my left ear and "don't cum" in my right, I felt like I was going insane. Young-hoon was deliberately moving his head back and forth, stimulating both my ears.
The sensation of my body being trained by his commands. The bizarre feeling that Young-hoon's orders were taking priority over the signals from my own brain. If I stayed under his development a little longer, I might turn into a premature ejaculation pussy woman who would spray pussy juice and climax pathetically just by him telling me to cum.
"Don't cum. Don't cum. Don't cum. Don't cum."
Sure enough, that was exactly what Young-hoon was aiming for. He wanted to control my body using only his voice and lewd dialogue, without the tedious physical effort of thrusting or fingering. He wasn't a hypnotist, nor did he have any related superpowers.
"Just try cumming. I'll stake everything I have to trap you in this hell of pleasure forever. I'll stop time, fix your body so you can't move, and then place a vibrator right against your clitoris and turn it on."
"......Ugh, ahh♡ Haa, ohh... I don't want that, nngh♡?! Ohh~! No, no...♡!"
I accidentally imagined it. A situation where time was stopped, I was forced to stand with my legs spread, and a violently buzzing vibrator was placed perfectly against my clitoris.
Even though I wouldn't be able to move my body, my consciousness would be present. Despite being extremely aroused, I wouldn't be able to thrust my hips forward. I would have to endure the desperate urge to rub my pussy against the vibrator that would grant me heavenly pleasure the moment it touched.
Even Young-hoon couldn't stop time forever, so those words were surely a bluff.
Even though I knew that in my head, I was seized by an indescribable fear. Having to endure while fully conscious and horny, with pleasure right in front of me like a forbidden fruit...
‘It’s scary♡’
A chilling pleasure took hold of my body. Simultaneously, my pussy, which was currently being impaled, actively used its internal folds to rub and stroke his cock. Like a snake coiling and slithering up a tree.
Since I had been ordered not to climax, I couldn't cum. So, I was begging for permission to reach the end. Not just with words, but with my body. Using my pussy as actively as my mouth. An action is worth a thousand words.
"Want me to let you cum?"
"Yes, hah......♡!"
No. Don't give in yet. I want to get down on my hands and knees and beg him to let me go, but I have to endure. I want to cry and flatter him and act cute just to be allowed to climax, but I have to hold on.
Young-hoon enjoys breaking heroes. He wouldn't like a hero who surrenders easily. He's the type who enjoys taking a strong-willed female hero and finally shattering her with his cock, turning her into nothing more than a female.
I don't know how that quiet friend of mine ended up like this, but his tastes were clear. A defeat addicted magical girl and a time stop villain addicted to the female defeat of heroes. Having met my natural enemy and partner, I grit my teeth to keep from having a pussy orgasm.
"If you want to cum, you just have to say one thing. Your hero name."
"There's no way... I'd tell you that...! I'm not even a hero, nngh... haaaah♡"
"Your voice is melting, though? And your mouth-pussy is drooling everywhere."
Young-hoon put strength into the cock buried deep in my pussy and began poking at my womb. He moved his hips gently, swirling his glans as it kissed my cervix. No matter how much of a superhuman I was, as long as I was born a woman, my soft pussy and womb—parts that couldn't be trained—were being violated by the thick, hard cock that any man possesses.
"You like that it's big, don't you? Huh? If I just thrust hard once, you'd be able to cum. You're really holding out through this?"
"Ohh, hngh, hah...♡ Don't make me laugh...! Thinking that every woman likes a big cock is, nyahaaaang...♡"
"What was that 'nyahang'? Anyway, I guess it really is big? You're not denying it."
"It's just... disgustingly big... ugh, hngh♡ King dick...! Handsome dick...! I admit it...! I admit it, nngh, but... I still won't tell you my hero name... ugh...♡!"
On the internet, they say women hate guys who ask if their cock is big. But since this was a guy with a truly massive one being arrogant, I had nothing to say. I mean, what woman would hate having her womb crushed and her belly filled by a large, heavy cock?
Of course, they might exist, but at least it wasn't me.
"Nyahaang... nyahaang...♡ Stop stirring my insides with your cock and pinching my nipples...!"
"Are you a cat instead of a rabbit? It's cute how you're meowing just because I pinched your nipples a bit."
"Don't call me cute... ahh♡ Nngh...?! Don't pinch them... left and right... alternately... stop it...♡!"
My body twitches at even the slightest stimulation. In truth, I could have come several times just from him pinching my nipples or swirling his cock inside. I was only holding back because he told me not to.
‘The girls in my class were idiots. Leaving a cock this good alone just to study... they're all idiots...!’
Just a moment ago, I was thinking about revealing to Young-hoon that I was his classmate and using our school ties and friendship to pull him out of the Villain Association and bring him to the heroes' side. But now, that felt foolish. How could a woman with such a lewd body approach such an excellent male and mention friendship?
At best, it would be a master-slave relationship. A villain master and a hero onahole. To him, the maximum value a woman like me—a human like me—could have was nothing more than a 'tight, soft, and chewy hero pussy.'
‘I want to be used. I want to be loved. I want to be owned.’
Being used. Being loved. Being owned. Everything was in the passive voice.
Unlike an active man, I had perfectly adopted the posture of a passive woman, reaching the brink of surrender. I could feel Young-hoon's cock, which was also nearing its limit, throbbing inside me. I knew he enjoyed the pleasure of completely breaking a strong-willed hero, but I couldn't hold out any longer.
‘Iwanttocumpussywantstocumwanttocumfromhiscock...♡’
With an oversupply of cock-sama in my pussy, my intelligence had already dropped below functional levels. If Young-hoon asked for my hero name again, I felt like I’d blurt out anything—whether it was my true name, Magical Girl Floss, or some random alias.
Young-hoon, who was still stirring his cock and making a milkshake out of the love juice, pre-cum, and the semen he’d dumped inside earlier, leaned close to my ear again and whispered.
"If you're hesitant to say your hero name, at least admit you're a hero."
"A hero...?"
"Yeah, specifically... a pathetic hero who moans while getting pounded by a cock."
As soon as he finished speaking, Young-hoon forcibly pulled his cock out of my pussy. Leaving my pussy crying and leaking tear-like love juice, begging him not to go, he moved my body. My body couldn't move due to the time stop, but Young-hoon's touch was the exception.
‘Wait, is he changing positions?’
Was he bored of just doing it in doggystyle? Young-hoon moved my body as if he were handling a doll or a figurine, and I was 'manipulated' by him as an object rather than a human. I was rotated and laid on my back, my legs were spread, and even my arms were positioned as if I were trying to embrace him—all of it was his staging.
"If you admit it, I'll hold you tight like this and let you cum while I crush you in the missionary position."
"Ohh...♡ Heh, ohoh......♡"
"Oh, and I'll kiss you too."
I no longer had the luxury of choice. My pussy was tingling. My womb was throbbing. My heart was pounding. My eyes had already become those of a horny female craving a male's seed.
‘So manly......♡’
Before being a villain or a classmate, he was a man looking down at me, bestowing his cock upon me. Even though his desires must be strong, he didn't just pounce on me like a beast; he was a real human who gave me the choice to beg for his cock. He was on a different level than someone like me, who just wanted to go and be defeated whenever I saw a handsome cock.
We were definitely in the same school. We studied together. Why did we become so different? Thinking about it, there was only one difference.
While he became an alpha male by going around fucking noble-acting hero bitches as a villain, I became a pathetic, premature-ejaculation pussy woman who enjoyed being fucked by villains every day while pretending to be a hero.
That was all.
"Admit it."
I shouldn't admit it.
"Admit that you're a hero."
I have to hold out until the end, pretending I'm not a hero.
"If you admit you're a hero, I'll let you go. And I'll do it while kissing you."
If you tempt me like this, I can't resist.
"You're a hero, but you fucking love cock, don't you?"
......I'm sorry.
"I... I admit it......♡"
"What? What are you admitting? Say it louder."
"That I'm... a pathetic hero who was brought down by Young-hoon's gallant king dick... ah, ahh...♡ and does nothing but moan...♡ That I'm a bird-brained pussy bitch who didn't realize my true calling was serving cock-sama with my pussy rather than saving people, and arrogantly ran out to catch a villain-sama... nngh-hngh...♡!"
Ah, ahh.
I did it. I admitted it.
That I'm a hero. And a perverted, pathetic hero who loves cock, at that.
‘But he still hasn't found out I'm the Defeat Addicted Magical Girl, so maybe it's okay...?!’
......As if it's okay. It's only a matter of time.
