Chapter 16
Chapter 16
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: Another World Sex Life, Starting from Scratch - 2
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Io, caught completely off guard, whipped around to glare at me as I took her from behind.
Her face was a mess of fury toward me for breaking our deal and thrusting my cock in anyway, mixed with raw embarrassment over the weird noises her pussy was making.
"Ngh, ah, ah! Stop it!"
"We only agreed I wouldn't cum inside. Gotta finish the fuck, though."
"What the... hngh... stop with the pussy... ah, ah, ah...!"
Like I could just stop now?
This was my showcase to impress my master.
If I wasn't banged up, I'd have switched straight to pounding her full throttle!
"Hngh! Squeeze that pussy!"
"Hnnngh! Stop, fuck... it's so fucking huge... ngh!! What kind of cock is this big...?"
"You like it big, huh?!"
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
Her pussy was so sloppy now, even without lube, sliding deep felt amazing.
Io's pussy clenched around my cock like it loved it, gripping tight.
Even on the pull-out, that squeeze at the entrance was killer.
"...Don't cum inside, not inside...!"
"Yeah, yeah. I'll pull out and cum outside. Deal?"
"..."
"Hngh!"
I ground my hips forward, rubbing her pussy raw, and Io slammed her forehead on the table, panting hard.
"Agree quick, or I'll blow inside. This pussy's got me ready to pop. Feel how hard I am!?"
"Hah, hah, ngh... ngh... ngh! Ngh! You're just slamming away with no control... that's why...!"
"Agree to the fuck! Make it good for me, and I'll pull out. Sound good?"
"F-Fine... I agree... agree...!"
"Good."
Lewd moans leaked from Io's gritted teeth.
She was trying to hold back, clenching her ass tight as I smacked her pussy—it was adorable.
Finally giving up the struggle, Io obediently took it doggy-style. She even lifted her hips a bit to match my thrusts.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap♥
"Ngh... nngh...!"
"No need to hold back the moans. We're good now after that feel-good pussy fuck, right?"
"...Ngh... ngh... ngh... You pretty much forced... this from the start...!"
"This is righteous self-defense cock-thrusting."
"Hnnngh...! Ngh! Ngh! Ngh! How the hell is this... self-defense♥"
"You invaded my space first, so I invade your pussy right back."
"Bullshit..."
"You tried to gut me with a knife, so yeah, I get to stir up your pussy with my cock."
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch.
I grabbed Io's heated thighs and slammed my monster cock deep into her dripping pussy.
"Ngh! Nngh...!!"
"You agree, right?"
"..."
"No answer? Guess I'll shake your guts with a skill then."
"Hik... don't...!! Fine, you're right...!"
I didn't have some creepy gut-shaking skill, but that punch that rattled her brain was burned deep in her mind.
It was just a lucky chin shot.
Even I wasn't sure I could replicate it.
Anyway, my scary bluff worked. Io meekly took the doggy-style pounding.
Her pussy gripped tight, squeeze after squeeze.
This peaceful, sloppy pussy-stirring bliss made me forget all the pain.
That's when Gardner staggered to his feet.
"Kuhk..."
"Gardner!"
Gardner panted wildly at the sight of Io bent over the table, getting railed.
He looked beyond excited.
"I'll kill you!"
"You two really are a match made in heaven. Word for word, same damn line."
"Ngh... ah...!"
Io couldn't move.
Even knowing her boyfriend was watching, she had no choice but to offer up her pussy doggy-style.
I shook my hips for show.
Squelch-squelch-squelch.
"Ngh, ngh, ngh, ah, stop... stop it... ahn...!"
"Keep still and take this pussy! We had a deal, remember?"
"Hng... fuck... Gardner, please. D-don't look...♥"
"Yeah, your girl's atoning with that fresh pussy. Stay down—you can barely walk anyway."
Stomping a downed opponent is banned even in fighting sports.
Way too easy to kill someone that way.
Impressive he got up after I crushed his windpipe, but I knew he couldn't do shit to me.
So I brazenly kept plowing Io's pussy.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap♥
"Ah, gonna cum. Hah... Io! Your horny pussy's milking me!"
"Ah... ngh... ngh... ngh...!"
"Get off Io!"
"Hngh! Hngh! Ngh! Io's pussy says my cock's better."
"Ngh, ngh...!"
Io covered her mouth with her hands and bowed her head.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch.
Every slam into her juice-soaked sloppy pussy echoed with delicious fuck sounds.
"Hah, haaang... ahn... ah... hngh...!!"
"Hear that?"
"Io...!"
"Ngh... no... it's not my fault... hng... this bastard's too big... hngh...!!"
"She says my big cock feels good."
"No... it just hurts 'cause it's big... hngh... ah... don't twist it...!"
"Who’s twisting shit?!"
I spanked Io's ass cheeks, spanking-slapping as I pounded her pussy.
"Gonna cum inside? Huh?! Starting to doubt if you're really sorry."
"Hik... ngh... s-sorry, I’m sorry."
"Admit it honestly!"
"Y-your cock is big and I love it!!"
"Hahaha."
Gardner kept collapsing and staggering back up, unable to balance.
His eyes nailed to me the whole time.
I plowed Io's pussy for all to see.
Slam-slam-slam!
"Cumming. Io! Pulling out like promised, so keep up that repentant attitude till the end."
"G-got it... hng... hng...!"
"Say it straight— you love cock?"
"Hnnngh... hnnngh... cock... love the cock!"
I hugged Io tight, pounding her pussy with my pre-cum cock.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
"Love cock... cock, love cock. Bigger than Gardner's, love it...!"
"That's it. Get me hornier and it'll end quicker."
I buried my nose in Io's nape, sniffing her scent like a beast as I shook my hips wildly.
Slam-slam-slam.
"Hng... hngh... your cock's so big... hnnngh... can't hold back the moans. Sorryyy...!"
"Cumming in your pussy!!"
I rammed my cock balls-deep into Io's pussy and unloaded a reckless creampie.
Spurt-spurt-spuuurt! Splurt!
"Nghaa, oh, no...! Not inside!"
Io shuddered from the forceful creampie, but I hugged her tight and kept thrusting.
Spurt-spuuurt! Spuuuurt...! Splurt!
"Hah. Dumping it all in Io's horny pussy...!"
"Ngh... nghaa...! You bastaaard... nghaa...!"
Io cursed me out as her pussy clenched in orgasm.
That look of ecstasy from the cum flooding her womb—pure perfection!
I planted a deep kiss on Io's panting nape, still riding her orgasm afterglow.
"Good pussy."
"Hng... kuh... hah..."
"Catch my eye again, and you know what happens, right?"
"...Hng. Hngk. Sorry, sorry, Gardner."
"Answer me."
I yanked Io's hair while her creampied pussy clenched around my fingers, making her sob.
"Got it...!"
"Got it?"
"Y-yes, sir..."
Beautiful—manners injected straight into her pussy.
Part of me wanted to press her down and breed her mindless until she called me Master...
But my wounds were throbbing.
"Take your girl and get out."
I hauled Io up and shoved her at Gardner.
He caught her, cum dripping down her thighs, then smashed through the newly fixed door on his way out.
"...Gonna need a new door, Master."
"Can't be helped."
I slumped onto the bed, drenched in sweat.
"Ngh..."
"Pushing too hard reopened your wounds."
"I'm fine. This much is..."
"I'll give you ointment. Apply it yourself."
"Yes, sir."
As I smeared ointment on my gashes, Master leaned against the wall, watching me.
"How was it, Master?"
"What?"
I grinned at my feigning-ignorance master.
"Didn't fully corrupt her pussy, but it looked legit, right?"
"...Yeah. I vouch for you. You're an innate Stallion. Won't find another like you in this world."
"Hahaha! Ngh."
Laughing whole-body hurt like hell.
But I couldn't stop grinning.
Master approved of me!
"Your cock isn't just big. There's something special about it."
"Shape, hardness, stamina—all perfect!"
"Not that... "
"Balls are top-tier too, Master! Praise my cock more!"
"Quit your yapping, brat!"
"Heh heh heh."
Damn right!
This golden cock, forged by 10,000 Gratitude Cock Thrusts—think it's just size?
Countless MILFs I've corrupted prove its power.
Separate from my amateur training skills, it's my ultimate weapon.
"...Poor women who get targeted by a cock like that. Name was Ariella, right?"
"Verdia's on the list too."
She seemed so rational earlier. But everyone has a breaking point for lust.
I've seen countless women pile up unquenchable urges until they surrender.
"Master, any advice for me?"
"No teaching needed on sex. You're already maxing your natural talent."
"Heh heh, that's different from what you said at first."
"Don't get cocky. Good at fucking and good at training are totally different."
"...True."
Awkward silence fell.
Bior cleared his throat and continued.
"Anyway, thanks for the help."
"I had my own motives."
"..."
Bior's eyes sharpened.
"If you wanna stay Verdia's lover, you're already overqualified. Way more than enough."
"But I failed and got kicked out."
"You don't match her level. Just lucky you tumbled into Chartreuse Manor."
...Yeah.
Without that luck, how many hoops would I have jumped through to reach her?
I still don't know this world. Just got lucky reaching what should've been impossible.
'Beginner's luck, huh.'
Back to square one.
That fruit within reach now feels miles away.
"So I got booted 'cause I'm unlucky, right, Master?"
"No. If you'd trained her right, she'd be yours—no getting booted."
So sex succeeded, training failed?
"Teach me, Master!"
I knelt dramatically; Bior recoiled.
"Don't reopen those wounds! Sit still!"
"Her orgasms were real. Why'd training fail?"
"'Cause you gave her everything she wanted."
"Huh?"
"You spoiled her rotten."
"..."
Had a nagging feeling about that.
"If you'd kept her in check properly, no issue."
"Win-win though, right? She wants pussy-pounding, I wanna cum inside."
"As lovers? Sure, hot sex, perfect chemistry. Not training, though."
"What's training then?"
"Making the relationship vertical, not horizontal. Trainer and slave—roles set from the start?"
"Well... slaves have to obey trainers."
"Why?"
"Punishment if they don't..."
"How do you enforce it?"
I tensed up.
Felt like a test.
"Pussy-fuck 'em into submission like before, or whip 'em."
"..."
Bior gave me a dumbfounded look.
"Pussy-submission only works for you. Table that."
"...Yes."
"What if a beaten slave plots against you? How do you detect it?"
I shook my head.
"Violence drops slave value and breeds rebellion if sloppy."
Otherworld newbies think bought slaves obey blindly...
"Not true, huh."
"Exactly. That's why trainers exist."
"Fascinating. Never learned this back home."
Bior snorted.
"No need there. Isil's unique setup makes it a slave hub."
"I get what I'm missing."
Verdia and I were just fun fuckbuddies.
She saw me as a trainer but didn't fear or respect me.
I made it that way.
So when the lie came out, we were done.
"How to build solid master-slave trust?"
"Think feeding a dog."
"Feeding?"
"Owners decide when and how much, no teaching needed."
Same for training people. Women think they're manipulating you even under you—arrogant bitches.
Even screaming for more, shaking asses lewdly.
Imagining it hardened my cock.
"Trainer spots a bitch climbing over him. Dullards can't be trainers."
"Carrot and stick?"
"What's that?"
"Saying from my world. Can't just punish or just reward people or animals."
"Oh ho!"
Master sounded genuinely impressed.
"Brat, you made me rethink underestimating your world. Folks there know training too!"
Corporate ass-kissing is exploitation-training.
My world might be the cruelest.
Sad that a home idiom wowed a veteran trainer.
"Master, if I learn from you, can I rule this street as a trainer?"
"When did I say you're my disciple?"
"You've already taught me. Makes us master-disciple, right? Gimme tips for easy bonding..."
"Greedy punk, cherry-picking the sweet stuff?!"
"I'd humbly start with chores, but we both lack time."
"...Hmph. All you think about is Ariella's tits."
"Master, train me as a proper trainer. Then..."
"...Then?"
I stared straight at him.
"I'll tell you first about squeezing the world's best MILF tits while fucking."
Bior's face twitched.
He burst out laughing.
"Heh heh! Haha! Now that's tempting."
"Think it'll fix your ED?"
"Shut it with the nonsense. My cock fulfilled its duties and retired."
Damn, now I'm laughing too.
When's the last time I had this much fun outside sex?
This brutal world was growing on me.
"No guarantee my training gets you your goals.
We might starve on the streets before you graduate. Not easy. Still want it?"
"Hell yes!"
"Heal first. Start when you're better."
"Yes, Master!"
Would've been great if training for greatness started that day,
but Piona's wounds kept me bedridden for days.
Bior showed me what was in the house and dipped—probably to settle with the loan shark.
Three days passed; no Master.
"Kuh..."
Hungry.
Potatoes again?
Knew he was broke, but potatoes only? Brutal.
Starving sucks hard.
Regretting not begging Verdia to take me back on my knees.
Luxury at the manor lingered.
Melt-in-your-mouth food, crisp drinks, top-shelf whiskey buzzing you up.
Aah...
Most missed? Meat.
Verdia's soft skin and pussy grip haunted me.
Days ago, within arm's reach; now a dream.
'Can't end as a dream.'
I shoveled mashed potatoes aggressively, steeling myself.