Chapter 193: [Side Story] The Ghost of Halloween (6)
Chapter 193: [Side Story] The Ghost of Halloween (6)
Squelch!
Ghost Raper forced me up, making me brace myself against the wall with both hands. As he pressed his heavy frame against my small body from behind, his cock lunged deep, pinning my womb. My head felt like it was spinning.
“Ha, haah……♡”
Ghost Raper’s cock began to grind slowly inside me. With every thrust, my vaginal folds clung to him, meticulously relaying waves of pleasure to my brain. My body jerked uncontrollably until, finally, I couldn't hold back and let out a sharp spray of fluid.
“Acting like you hated it so much, but I guess you actually loved it, huh?”
“Th-there’s no way... Hngh?!”
Splurt! Splash!
It might have just been a single spray, but the implications were massive. It was as good as shouting to Ghost Raper that I was coming undone from his cock. This wasn't just about feeling 'good' in a normal sense.
Unlike men, whose climax is immediately obvious, a woman’s pleasure is often hidden. The only exception—the one thing that makes it impossible to hide—is squirting.
A normal orgasm doesn't look like this. You only see a woman squirt if the man’s technique is extraordinary, if the woman’s pussy is unimaginably pathetic, or if their compatibility is miraculously perfect. Whatever the reason, from the man's perspective, it means the woman is feeling his cock so much she’s practically dying, so he can't help but get excited.
“You must love my cock so much to be pissing yourself like this.”
“It’s not piss, hngh…♡ A-and don’t get the wrong idea… It’s not because you’re good at this, haah…♡”
“If it’s not my technique, then what is it? What, you want to say we’re a match made in heaven? Or maybe….”
I’m sorry to burst his bubble, but it wasn't some 'match made in heaven.' Regardless of whether Ghost Raper was skilled or not, the reason I’d climaxed and sprayed the moment he started pumping was purely because my pussy was a pathetic, submissive bitch-pussy.
But I couldn't exactly say that out loud. As I fumbled with my words, unable to speak properly through my moans, Ghost Raper grew even more emboldened, grinding his hips as he hammered into me. He was so clearly enjoying himself that it was almost overwhelming to be on the receiving end.
“You said you hated it, but you’re just another female who can’t do a thing once a cock is inside her. Haa… Even though you’re just a female, you had the nerve to look at me like that and defy me?”
“S-shut up… Haah♡ This is just… an unavoidable physical reaction… Aah♡”
“Yeah, that’s the spirit.”
Just as Ghost Raper fantasized, I was falling into corruption step by step.
The sight of a woman who screams in refusal, only to helplessly surrender once she tastes the cock and has her pussy ravaged. Ghost Raper likely considered the expression a woman wears the moment she admits how good it feels to be fucked by her rapist to be the ultimate drug.
‘Fine. He’s going to be caught soon and rot in prison for the rest of his life anyway… I’ll just consider this a parting gift.’
I tried to compose myself like some merciful Holy Mother, but I lost all reason in the very next second.
Smack!
“O-ohh…♡! My butt, if you hit it like that….”
“It gets tighter every time I slap it. You crazy bitch, you’re not just a slut, you’re a total masochist, aren’t you?”
Trying to act relaxed or generous was impossible for me now. After all, his cock was inside me. Under that premise, I was destined to be the submissive one.
“Haah… Aah♡ I-if you stop now… I-I won’t, hngh♡ report you to the police, so hurry…!”
“Report me? Give me a break. Sorry to tell you, but I’m not the kind of person who gets caught by the police.”
“Th-that’s impossible… How could… Haah♡?!”
Ghost Raper kneaded my breasts while thrusting from behind. The stimulation from his hands on my chest was just as intense as the slaps on my buttocks. He wasn't touching me gently with love or care; he was squeezing them roughly with all his strength as if playing with slime, yet I still felt it.
“You feel it when I hit your ass, and you feel it when I maul your tits… Heh, you really are a total masochist whore, aren't you?”
“S-shut up… I’m not a whore, haah…♡”
“I suppose so. You don't seem like a virgin, but your pussy is tighter than most virgins I've had. I’ve taken plenty of virgins off the street, but none of them… hngh! Were as good as you.”
That was a given. A Magical Girl’s innate recovery and elasticity applied to her pussy as well. No matter how much a cock ravaged her pussy or anal pussy, her body wouldn't break. In fact, after just one good night’s sleep, her submissive holes would be tight and restored.
At this point, it felt like I was more suited to being a whore or an onahole than a Magical Girl, but regardless… it wasn't surprising that Ghost Raper was showing signs of reaching his limit against my pussy.
“Ngh, aaah… This feels so fucking good… I’m gonna, I’m gonna cum…!”
“W-wait… Hngh♡ W-wait! Not inside, please… Anything but that….”
As I pleaded with a desperate voice, Ghost Raper seemed to get even more aroused, swinging his hips violently. With a series of wet thuds, he hammered into me, his cock reaching the very back and sending ripples through my hips. I squeezed my eyes shut instinctively.
“Yeah, fuck… I guess even a slutty pussy like yours doesn't want to get pregnant by a street rapist. Is that it?”
“Haah, hngh…♡ P-please….”
“Look at you, using polite language all of a sudden. Just like a female, always trying to please… Hmm, I see.”
“Kyaa, hyaah?!”
I gasped as something touched my tailbone. Looking back, Ghost Raper had his cock buried deep in my pussy while he spread my cheeks and pressed a finger against my anal. He toyed with my small, tightly puckered pink anal pussy, poking and stretching it like a toy while he fell into thought.
“T-touching there… ngh, it’s dirty….”
“What a reaction. Maybe I should have fucked this hole instead of your pussy. Keke.”
My anal isn't a fidget spinner. Stop playing with it just because you're bored and thinking about something else. You might be messing around without a thought, Ghost Raper, but I’m actually feeling it.
……I’ll pass on the fundamental debate about whether it’s weird to feel pleasure through one's anal.
“I’ve got a good idea. If you hate the idea of a creampie that much, why don't you try asking nicely?”
“Asking…?”
“Apologize for being so arrogant and ask politely. It’s not like I have to get you pregnant, and honestly, leaving semen in your vagina just increases the chance of getting caught because of DNA and all that.”
What a joke. There’s no way Ghost Raper cares about DNA. He’s a ghost who wanders around and possesses people’s bodies to commit rapes. Only the innocent victims would be left with the consequences.
“……Understood.”
But I didn't care either. I could just use a slime to remove the semen from my vagina later, and honestly, I actually prefer creampies. That feeling of warmth spreading inside as thick, hot fluid bursts out might be the greatest happiness a woman can experience.
But there was a more decisive reason. I loved it when wicked men ignored a woman’s pleas and filled her up anyway. Given Ghost Raper’s despicable personality, he was exactly that kind of guy.
The fact that I get more excited when someone cums inside me after I’ve begged them not to… even I have to admit my tastes are beyond help.
“P-please… hehe, please don’t cum inside… I’ll end up with a baby…♡”
……But, it’s just so hot.♡
“Oh, really? You’ll have a baby?”
“Y-yes… Today is my ovulation day… and I could tell when I tasted it with my mouth earlier… if that thick, rich semen is poured into my pussy, I’ll 100% get pregnant… so please, anything but that…♡”
Was this really the voice of a woman who didn't want it to happen? Even Ghost Raper seemed momentarily confused. However, the choice he would make was already set in stone.
“Well, if you’re asking that nicely, I guess I have no choice~”
Ah, it’s a guarantee. That’s the voice of someone who is absolutely going to ignore me and cum inside. It’s the typical way of speaking for a piece-of-shit man who puts his own desires first and easily disregards a woman’s wishes.
“Alright then, I’m pulling out~ What did you say your name was?”
“M-Min-jeong….”
“Right, Min-jeong. Relax your pussy. It’s hard to pull my cock out.”
“Heh, hehe… Yes. Um, if you let go of my nipples, I think the grip will loosen a bit….”
“Oops, right. Min-jeong’s nipples were so hot I couldn't stop rubbing them.”
His cock slowly began to slide out. But I knew. This was just a step back to take two steps forward.
Squelch—Thud!
“W-wuhooooh♡♡?!”
“Haha, pfft! Fuck, what was that sound? Are you a sow or something?”
“Y-you said you were pulling out! You liar… nghhh♡”
My legs straightened out involuntarily. My fingers and toes twitched and trembled, announcing to the world that I had reached my climax.
I felt like I would collapse at any moment, but Ghost Raper held me up against the wall by wrapping his arms around my stomach. With his arms pressing from the outside and his cock hammering from the inside, I felt like my internals were being turned into a mess.
“What do you expect from a rapist, you stupid bitch?”
With those crude words, Ghost Raper began his final sprint. He continued to hammer into my buttocks with loud, wet slaps, satisfying his greed to the limit by kneading my breasts and slapping my ass. I could do nothing in his arms but experience one climax after another.
“Ohh♡ Ah♡ If you hit it there… nghhh♡”
“Ah, aah… I’m really gonna blow, fuck… all of it, inside, ngh, ngh!”
Splurt! Shudder! Splurt!
“Ngh, eeeeeek……♡”
As a feminine cry escaped my lips, Ghost Raper’s cock slid out of my pussy. Even though it was his second ejaculation after the blowjob, the amount of semen felt even greater. It was confirmed as I saw my twitching pussy hole leaking thick, white semen.
“Ah… that was good. You’re almost too good to use just once. What should I do with you?”
“Haah, ngh… hngh…♡”
When Ghost Raper let go of me, I slumped to the floor. I stayed there on all fours like a dog, my body shivering as I leaked his seed. My waist felt like it had given out; I couldn't even think of moving.
‘I… I have to get up…….’
If I let him be, Ghost Raper would disappear. He would leave the body he just used to have sex with me and possess another, vanishing into the night. As a Hero, I had to at least prevent that from happening…….
“Tsk, it’s a shame, but it can’t be helped. It’s not like you’re the only woman in the world. Well then, I’ll be going….”
“Stop right there.”
Ghost Raper, who was about to leave, was stopped by another woman’s voice. I didn't know when she had appeared, but a woman in a peculiar outfit was slowly approaching from the entrance of the alley I had entered earlier.
A white top and a red skirt. Dressed in what looked like traditional Japanese clothing, a woman who looked exactly like a ‘Miko’ walked toward us with an expressionless face and stood before Ghost Raper and me.
“……I wondered if something had happened since you were so late, but it seems you’ve been quite busy. It looks like that Magical Girl missed her mark. I heard she was exceptional, but I suppose even she makes mistakes.”
“Hey, what are you talking about…….”
“Silence, evil spirit. Prepare yourself to be exorcised.”
“……What?”
Ghost Raper might not have known, but I knew who she was.
‘I… I got too caught up in it… and missed the promised time for you to take Ghost Raper away, didn’t I?’
The A-Rank Hero who was supposed to handle the exorcism and banishment once I captured him—the Shrine Maiden, ‘Miko.’
It seemed she had lost her patience and come out herself when the Magical Girl failed to return.