The Virtuous Wife Humiliated Even by a Servant (5)
“Huff, huff… incredible. Madam’s mouth-pussy and throat-pussy are pure heaven. Aah, this soft, warm mouth… it kills me.”
—Swoosh, swoosh—squelch, squelch—thrust, thrust—squish, squish—
“Ugh-ugh! Uuugh…! Gack-gack… kugh!”
Aah… he’s ramming his cock down my throat so savagely.
If this had been the first time, Jong Yak-hui would have choked and gagged until she retched. But after endless sessions with the Dang Dupae brothers she had grown used to it; now she could breathe through her nose and push the invading shaft back with her tongue just enough to keep air flowing.
Haa… haa… the first time Dang Dupae did this I was a mess of tears and snot. At least I haven’t shown Old Man Dong that pathetic face. Should I count that as a blessing?
Back then her face had been a glistening ruin of tears and mucus from the unfamiliar violation. With Old Man Dong she managed to keep that particular degradation off her features. Her throat had simply learned to accept a cock spearing it open.
—Swoosh, swoosh—squelch, squelch—thrust, thrust—squish, squish—
“Ugh-ugh! Uuugh…! Hooo!”
Haa… haa… no matter how many times it happens, this still hurts.
Every time Old Man Dong’s manhood pistoned in and out, Jong Yak-hui let out pain-laced moans. Even after the Dang brothers had used her throat again and again, the act remained the one she hated most. The physical pain was secondary; the true agony was the knowledge that a lowly servant was doing this to her.
Haa… haa… how did I fall so low that even trash like this can use me however they please? It’s wretched. But I have to endure it—for my husband.
She clung to that single thought while a worthless servant violated her: she would endure anything to keep her husband alive.
—Swoosh—pop—
At last Old Man Dong pulled free. Jong Yak-hui gasped for air.
“Hwaaak…! Cough! Huff-huff…!”
What? His cock has swollen that huge? Is that really the same shriveled thing from before?
Old Man Dong’s member had grown astonishingly large. When she first saw it, it had been small and wrinkled like a child’s; now it stood thick and rigid, the size of any ordinary adult man’s.
Jong Yak-hui stared in shock. Old Man Dong noticed her gaze locked on his cock and grinned.
“Hahaha—looks like Madam likes what she sees. Thanks to your sucking, it’s gotten this hard and big. Hahaha… I can’t hold back any longer. Time to put it in. Get on all fours on the straw mat—doggy style.”
“Huff-huff… doggy style…? Haa… fine.”
Huu… so he wants to make me crawl like a dog and savor the conquest.
The order to behave like a bitch filled her with shame and humiliation. The servant she once commanded now ordered her to present herself like an animal. She could not refuse. There was nowhere decent to lie down anyway—only a bare straw mat. So she dropped onto all fours atop it, arms and knees planted, hips raised high.
“Press your chest to the ground and lift that ass higher if you want me to get it in. Spread those thighs wide, too.”
“Haa… all right.”
—Rustle—
The pose was pure degradation. Jong Yak-hui stayed on all fours, legs spread so her crotch and pussy were fully open, ass thrust up in the perfect position for a man to mount her.
“Haa… looking at Madam from behind is still the best. What a magnificent ass.”
“Just put it in already. I only want this over with.”
“Heh. Of course. But once I’m inside, you won’t want it to end so fast.”
“Stop talking and put it in.”
“Haha—as you wish. At last I get to taste Madam’s pussy.”
—Slide—slick—
“Haah!”
She felt something hard press against her entrance.
Haa… haa…! So even Old Man Dong is going to take my pussy now?
He set the tip against her slit and began rubbing it up and down along the slick folds.
—Slick, slick—rub, rub—slippery, slippery—squish, squish—
“Haah…! Haa-haa…!”
“Huff-huff… Madam’s pussy lips are so soft, warm, and slippery. Heh… to think the day would come when I could rub my cock against the Second Matriarch’s cunt like this. I’m truly moved. Feels wonderful.”
“Haa-haa…! I told you to put it in already.”
“Haha—if I want a smooth, painless entry I need to coat it properly in your juices first, don’t I?”
“……”
She could not argue; he was right.
—Slick, slick—rub, rub—slippery, slippery—squish, squish—
“Haah…! Hnn-hnn!”
Haa-haa… that tiny wrinkled cock has gotten so hard… and so big. Aah, rubbing against my folds is making my pussy twitch open and closed.
Exactly as she felt, her entrance fluttered, alternately spreading and clenching. Each time Old Man Dong’s cock parted her lips, the head dipped just inside.
—Slick, slick—rub, rub—slip—nudge—slip—nudge—
“Haaah…! Th-the entrance…! Hnn!”
Aah… the second the head pushes in, a huge wave of pleasure blooms. Aah, I’m going crazy. Feeling pleasure from this filthy cock… I’ve become such a lewd woman.
While she drowned in sensation, Old Man Dong was equally lost.
“Huff-huff… even an ordinary woman’s pussy feels good, but the Second Matriarch’s? It kills me. Haha… what a glorious day. Too good.”
Haa-haa… a glorious day? For me it’s filthy and humiliating.
Her mind and body felt split. Mentally she cursed him; her pussy fluttered hungrily for his cock.
He kept rocking his hips, sliding along her folds.
—Slick, slick—rub, rub—slip—nudge—slip—nudge—
“Haah-haah…! Hnn-hnn!”
The endless teasing and shallow dips melted her thoughts into pure heat.
“Haa-haa… just put it in already.”
“Haha—when Madam begs for my cock like that, I can’t delay any longer.”
—Swoosh—thrust—
“Haaah! Hnn-hnn! I-it’s in…”
I-it’s in. Old Man Dong’s cock has finally buried itself inside my pussy.
In one stroke he drove all the way to her womb. Once again she had given her body to another man. The sudden fullness wrenched a moan from her throat before she could stop it.
Haa-haa… that filthy old cock is inside my cunt. Aah… it feels like my pussy is being polluted by the stench of his cock-filth. The whole inside will reek of him.
The same dirty shaft she had sucked was now buried deep, flooding her with its rank smell—or so it felt.
—Thrust, thrust—squelch, squelch—slap, slap—smack, smack—
“Haa-haa…! Hnn-hnn!”
“Huff-huff… y-yes, Madam’s pussy is a true masterpiece. It squeezes so tight. I’ve never felt a cunt this good. Huff!”
“Haa-haa…! Just fuck me and finish already. Haa-haa!”
Haa-haa… I don’t want a creature like him rating my pussy.
His crude praise disgusted her, yet the pleasure flooding her from the moment he entered was impossible to suppress. Rough breaths and moans spilled out as her raised hips began rocking of their own accord, matching his rhythm. Juices poured down her thighs; she was already soaked with arousal.
—Thrust, thrust—squelch, squelch—slap, slap—smack, smack—
“Haaah…! Haah-haah…! Nngh-nngh…! Hnnngh!”
“Huff-huff… it kills me. Madam’s pussy really is the finest I’ve ever had.”
Haa-haa…! I don’t need that kind of praise. Aah… the climax I just had with the Dang brothers is still lingering, so the heat is climbing insanely fast.
The aftershocks of her earlier orgasms with Dang Dupae coiled and rose again; Old Man Dong’s thrusts set her mind ablaze with fierce pleasure.
Haa-haa…! Being on all fours like a dog is humiliating, but this position is better than missionary. If I were on my back I’d have to feel every inch of that wrinkled old skin against me. Aah… the thought of his filthy body contaminating mine is worse. Having only his cock sliding in and out like this is preferable.
Each time his pelvis smacked against her ass, fresh sparks of pleasure flared. With nothing but his cock moving inside her and his hips spanking her folds and rear, doggy style let her focus purely on the sensations in her pussy—and that, shamefully, felt good.