Chapter 165: The Magical Girl Who Rehabilitates Villains (4)
Chapter 165: The Magical Girl Who Rehabilitates Villains (4)
Having ejaculated using my tit-pussy, Kang Young-hoon splattered semen all over my face and breasts.
Normally, only my chest would have been a mess while my face remained mostly untouched, but the volume was massive and the force of the eruption was considerable. Caught off guard by the simultaneous facial and tit-cum shot, I lay there motionless for a while, coated in his fluids.
“Ugh, uuuuh…”
“Wait a second. Let me wipe off first.”
There was a roll of tissues right next to him, but Kang Young-hoon didn't use them. He used my body as a substitute instead. He rested his cock on my face, rolling the shaft gently against my soft cheeks, and even made me open my mouth so he could swipe the glans across my saliva-coated tongue to clean it.
“Ub, ubeee…”
“This bitch isn't just wet down there; her mouth-pussy is dripping too. When did you get off on your own? I was wondering why your pants were so damp.”
“Pwah…! Let go of my tongue… Ugh, ngh-haaa…♡”
To think he’d describe my excess saliva as my mouth-pussy being 'wet.' Every single word he uttered made my womb throb. Meanwhile, the semen coating my face and breasts remained hot and sticky.
‘Is it because time is stopped?’
The semen didn't cool down, nor did it run. Usually, once someone cums on the outside of your body, it cools quickly, the excitement fades, and only a sense of unpleasantness remains. But with time frozen, the lewd sensation of having just been come on stayed vividly alive. Semen delivered fresh from the source and perfectly preserved.
‘…N-no, this is way too perverted.’
I had to stay on guard. I almost ended up falling in love with the semen itself. I already enjoyed swallowing it after an internal mouth-shot or having my body defiled by it, but liking it more than that would be getting too deep.
Snap!
With that sound, the time stop was released. It had been agonizingly difficult to pretend I was frozen, so a wave of relief washed over me the moment he deactivated his ability.
On one hand, I felt a pang of regret as the semen began to cool the moment time flowed again, but I quickly pulled out some tissues and wiped it away. It was more for Kang Young-hoon’s sake than because of any discomfort I felt.
‘We’re going to keep going, and it’ll be unpleasant for him if his hands get covered in semen when he kneads my breasts or touches my face.’
Someone might ask why I was being so considerate of Kang Young-hoon, a man who didn't care about the woman's position at all and selfishly defiled my face and chest. But as a masochist bitch who finds happiness in service and obedience, I couldn't help it.
Besides, I was currently in a situation where I particularly needed to cater to his mood. It might sound strange to act like a submissive female just to rehabilitate a villain to the side of justice, but I had my own logic.
“Is this the third time now? By the second time, you’d adapted enough to make sounds. I wonder how it’ll be this time?”
“I should at least be able to use my hands and feet. You’d better not let your guard down.”
I slowly rotated both wrists, directed a threatening look at Kang Young-hoon.
“If you’re careless, that stick of yours… I might just break it this time.”
“Give it a try. I’m curious to see if those hands can even reach me.”
Snap. Time stop, once again.
Since it was the third time stop, I acted as if I had broken free from some of the constraints. I made it look like I was not only conscious and able to speak, but could also move my hands and feet.
However, being able to move just my hands and feet didn't allow for much. My 'setting' was that my arms and legs were still immobile. At most, I could rotate my wrists and ankles or clench and unclench my fists. There wasn't much else I could do.
“And what exactly can you do like this?”
“Y-you cowardly bastard…!”
Kang Young-hoon even went so far as to grab his coat and bind my arms and legs. Lying on the bed like a cocoon, squirming only my hands and feet while letting out moans—objectively speaking, I looked quite ridiculous. I regretted it enough to wish I’d skipped the 'hands and feet only' stage and gone straight to full limb mobility.
“But wait, what are you doing right now…?”
“What does it look like? I’m going to get a blowjob this time. Since you can’t bite down yet, I should take advantage of it.”
“Ngh…?!”
Kang Young-hoon dragged me toward him, as I could only twitch my fingers and toes, unable to move by my own strength. My body, which was surprisingly light compared to my large breasts and hips, was hauled along by his raw strength.
“Eh…?”
Then, at some point, I realized there was no support beneath my head. Specifically, my head and part of my neck were hanging off the edge of the bed. From the shoulders down, I was still lying on the mattress.
I wasn't looking down at the floor, either. Lying on my back, both my face and body were facing the ceiling. Because my head was hanging off the bed with nothing to support it, my neck naturally arched back, and gravity pulled my pink hair, tied in twin-tails, dangling toward the floor.
“Wait a minute… You, surely…?”
By now, I was starting to get a feeling. I couldn't help but notice the ominous atmosphere. I thought I knew exactly what Kang Young-hoon was planning to do with me lying like this.
His cock loomed over my face, casting a long shadow. It wasn't just looking up at it normally; looking up with my head tilted back like this made it seem even more monstrous than usual. That rod, specialized for killing women and turning them into females, throbbed as it dripped sticky pre-cum.
How is his recovery so fast? Is he not just stopping time, but actually applying time acceleration specifically to his cock and balls?
Otherwise, there’s no way his semen could recharge this quickly. To get hard again so soon after such a grand display of tit-cum and facial shots. Is his post-nut clarity extremely short? It was simply astounding.
“Since you can’t move right now, I can’t exactly order a blowjob. But if I do irrumatio while you’re sitting up, you’ll probably try to wiggle away with your feet. I guess this is the only way.”
“Y-you’re joking, right? Why don't you think about this one more, mgh… ugh-geuk…♡?!”
After bouncing up and down and tapping against the bridge of my sharp nose a few times, Kang Young-hoon’s cock lunged naturally into my mouth. He didn't hesitate for a second.
I’ve held a cock in my mouth many times. I’ve sucked on them diligently. There have even been cases where a man, unsatisfied with my blowjob, grabbed my hair and shoved his cock deep into my throat, demanding irrumatio.
However, whether it was a blowjob or irrumatio, the direction the cock entered my mouth was always the same.
The top of the cock touches the roof of the mouth, and the bottom touches the tongue. To me, this was a common-sense truth as natural as the sky being above and the ground being below. As common as the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.
…But now, it was flipped. That common sense had been completely inverted.
“Is this your first reverse blowjob?”
“Ngh-huk…♡! Ghuk, krr-ruk……♡!!”
It had changed. Top and bottom were reversed. The top of the cock touched my tongue, and the bottom scraped against the roof of my mouth. Before I could even adapt to this bizarre sensation of having the orientation flipped, the cock thrust even deeper.
“Ghu-ub… khuk! Mgh-ub, ugh-gu-geuk…♡!”
A position where the neck is tilted back while lying down to take a cock. It’s often called a reverse blowjob. However, right now, this was purely irrumatio. Because he was literally face-fucking my throat while I was completely helpless.
“It goes in way better than when I’m face-fucking your mouth-pussy while you’re sitting up…!”
Since the esophagus leads straight down to connect with the stomach, a cock usually has to curve slightly downward. That’s only when sitting up, though. But by performing reverse irrumatio with my head tilted back, the cock could penetrate ruthlessly without any obstruction.
Slop, squelch, squelch!
While Kang Young-hoon lost himself in the act, pounding my throat-pussy solely for the sake of ejaculation, the view from my perspective was quite a sight.
The charm of a blowjob is that moment when you look up while sucking earnestly and lock eyes with the man. In fact, that’s why I enjoyed blowjobs. It gave me a sense of being loved, while also providing the satisfaction and sense of service that comes from making a man happy with my mouth.
But this was different. Kang Young-hoon wasn't even looking down at me. As he pounded my mouth, all he could see was my pussy twitching between my trembling legs and my breasts with their erect nipples blooming like flowers in the center.
“You’re so fucking hot, you bitch… How is this thing a Magical Girl…?”
“Ngh-ub, phut… ngh-huk, k-keuk…♡”
He was using my lewd female body as eye candy while using my throat as an onahole to masturbate.
I was being used thoroughly as nothing more than an onahole. For someone with a fetish for being treated like an object and handled roughly, this was a dream-like situation.
While I struggled to breathe and accepted his cock into my throat-pussy, my pussy was already soaking wet. It was at the point where I might squirt if someone so much as poked it with a finger.
“Ha… ugh, I’m about to blow… Aren't you going to tighten up?”
“Ngh-geuk♡?!”
Kang Young-hoon didn't stop there; he took it a step further. Without a shred of consideration, he used his massive cock to selfishly stretch out my throat—the precious esophagus I use to swallow food—and even slapped my cheeks, asking why I wasn't tightening my grip.
But because I was the type to get even wetter and spread a thicker female scent the more I was treated like that, I tried with all my might. I tried to constrict my throat to make Kang Young-hoon’s cock feel good.
“……This isn't working.”
But I failed.
Maybe it would have been different for my pussy or back-pussy. It seemed my technique for tightening my throat-pussy was lacking. Seeing as Kang Young-hoon eventually began to choke my slender neck with his thick, large hand.
For a brief moment, I worried that if I couldn't tighten my throat-pussy and satisfy him, he might not be rehabilitated from being a villain—but as soon as he started choking me, I felt my throat-pussy constrict as if it were trying to sever his cock.
At that moment, I realized.
‘Ah, there probably aren't many women who can cater to all of his tastes.’
And among the 'Heroes' that Kang Young-hoon demanded as a prerequisite, it would be even rarer. This alone proved that I was special to him, a woman with a certain level of scarcity.
Splurt, spurt……!!
“Ngh-phub, gulp… khuk! Ngh, nyah-haaa… ah-huuk♡”
No sooner had I felt relieved at the thought of satisfying him than the semen erupted again. This time, deep inside my throat. Even though I predicted the volume would be less since he’d just come, it was once again beyond my imagination.
“Kehek! Khuk, cough… hua, phah-haaa……♡!”
“Swallow everything that comes out. You can move your hands, can’t you?”
Kang Young-hoon pulled his cock out of my mouth and undid the restraints on my arms. Then he brought my hands close to my mouth. It was a command: don't use those hands to play tricks on him, but use them to gather the semen dripping from my lips and shove it back into my mouth.
“Not going to do it? If you don't, well, I’ll just go for another round.”
“W-wait…! I get it! I’ll drink it all. I was going to eat it all anyway, ugh-huut…♡”
Had the lumpy veins and the rough surface of his cock caused some damage? My throat hurt.
But I was happier than that. From my lips to the inside of my mouth, to the esophagus deep in my throat. Not only that, but the thought that my entire digestive system, starting with my stomach, would soon enjoy this massive amount of semen…
‘I want to enjoy it with my pussy and womb, too…….’
Did Kang Young-hoon notice? That scraping the semen with my hands and putting it in my mouth was a foreshadowing of my surrender. That the signal had already been given that I would lose this battle.
Now, only one time stop remained. Now, I could move my arms and legs as well. I was incredibly curious to see how the time-stopper would handle a Magical Girl who was now capable of using violence.
‘……I’m going to submit and obey anyway, but I’m curious to see how he breaks me.’
After swallowing all the semen and the time stop was released, I went and brushed my teeth. It was because Kang Young-hoon told me to go clean up since my mouth smelled like semen.
“I was going to brush them even if you didn't say anything! It’s dirty and disgusting, and the fishy smell is awful…!”
“I give you a break and you still bitch about it. Is that just how all you Heroes are?”
I acted a bit tsundere, but regardless, after finishing my brushing and tidying myself up, I was incredibly tense.
How would Kang Young-hoon utilize the final frozen time granted to him? In what way would he corrupt me into an onahole? I was so excited I could hardly stand it.
‘I can move my arms and legs. It won’t be… a sudden rape. He said he wouldn't put it in until I begged for it.’
Then what was left?
Sumata? Or choking me again? Or maybe, a belly punch?
‘A one-on-one fight with a Magical Girl who can move her limbs? That’s impossible.’
I was as fluttery as a girl in her first love, or a student the night before a school trip. The moment Kang Young-hoon snapped his fingers, my expectations and arousal reached their peak.
“……Eh?”
But.
‘I didn't see this coming.’
I hadn't expected it at all. The moment time stopped, he ran straight to me and pulled me into an embrace.
‘Is this why he told me to brush my teeth?’
While I was dazed, Kang Young-hoon lightly pressed his lips against mine and slid his tongue inside.
……This, it seemed, was the 'master stroke' he had prepared.