Episode 8 - The Secret Beneath the Cloak
Penis went back down to the first-floor tavern and took a seat.
The surrounding area was filled with boisterous noise and the savory aroma of food.
He called over a passing waitress.
"Hey, I'd like to order."
"Yes, sir! What can I get for you?"
As the waitress, who had charming freckles, approached, Penis spread his legs slightly and leaned back arrogantly against the chair.
His cloak parted slightly, subtly revealing the massive outline of his monstrous manhood.
"Give me your biggest meat dish, some bread, and two servings of soup. Ah, and it'd taste even better if a pretty lady like you brought it to me."
Penis gave her a sly wink.
The waitress's face flushed as red as a ripe apple.
"Oh my... you flatterer... I understand. I'll make sure to pile on some extra meat just for you."
She giggled shyly, twisting her body in embarrassment.
She was clearly smitten by Penis's rugged, wild charm.
"Hey! When is my drink coming!"
Just then, a drunken customer roared from a table on the opposite side.
The waitress smacked her lips in disappointment, turning away with a deflated expression.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!"
A short while later, the food arrived. As Penis tore off a piece of bread and dipped it into his soup, he felt someone approaching.
He sensed someone coming down the stairs.
It was Astrid.
With her crimson hair loosely tied up and wearing comfortable casual clothes instead of her heavy armor, she exuded a completely different vibe.
As her glamorous figure and toned thighs—previously hidden beneath her armor—were revealed, several men in the tavern stole glances at her.
She scanned the tavern before spotting Penis sitting in the corner.
She frowned and let out a deep sigh, but she had nowhere else to go.
Thud, thud.
She hesitantly trudged over to Penis's table.
"So this is where you were."
"Oh, Sir Knight. You look much better after a wash. Quite the beauty, aren't you? Sit down, let's eat together."
Penis chuckled, a piece of bread still hanging from his mouth.
Astrid grimaced, wanting to refuse immediately.
Sharing a table with that pervert? Her pride as a knight would never allow it.
I must be out of my mind. I'd rather starve in my room...
Growl...
However, her stomach cried out honestly, completely ignoring its master's willpower.
She had been fighting assassins and rolling around all day on an empty stomach.
Her face flushed as red as a carrot, trapped in a situation she couldn't escape.
"..."
Ultimately, swallowing her pride, she slumped into the seat opposite Penis.
"Where is Lady Eliana?"
"She must have been exhausted; she fell asleep as soon as she washed up. What about Miss Jill?"
"Ah, she just got back, washed up, and passed out immediately. She's sleeping in the bedroom."
Penis casually lied through his teeth as he sliced a piece of meat and popped it into his mouth.
Astrid felt a lingering sense of unease, but she simply nodded for now.
In truth, now was not the time to worry about others.
The aroma of the meat right before her eyes was paralyzing her rational mind.
"What do you plan to do now?"
Astrid asked with a serious expression.
"How should I know? Shouldn't you know better? I don't even know the geography of this area."
Penis shrugged his shoulders.
"...Tomorrow, I plan to seek out the lord of this territory, the Crimson Baron. He was loyal to the late Duke, so if we reveal the Lady's identity, he might aid us. We need troops and supplies to make it to the duchy. However..."
Astrid trailed off, fidgeting with her fork.
With the assassins' pursuit bound to continue, she wasn't sure if a mere baron would risk getting entangled in the complex political strife of the duchy.
"Hmm, is that so? Hope it goes well. Well, if it doesn't, we can just smash everything to pieces."
Penis chewed on his bread, speaking with absolute nonchalance.
Astrid let out a hollow laugh at his simple-minded, brutish attitude, but at the same time, she found that absurd strength of his strangely reassuring.
"Phew... I suppose I should fill my stomach first."
Astrid raised her hand to call the waitress.
"Excuse me! I'd like to order!"
However, the waitress who had blushed at Penis earlier merely glanced at Astrid, then whipped her head away, pretending not to see her.
She thoroughly ignored her, pretending to clean another table.
"Uh...?"
Astrid was flustered.
Thinking her voice might have been too quiet, she called out again.
"Excuse me! Over here, please!"
Still, there was no response.
She felt as if she were completely invisible.
What did I even do wrong...?
A wave of sorrow washed over her.
Was she being targeted by jealousy simply because she was sitting next to Penis? Or was she just incredibly unlucky?
Growl...
Once again, a thunderous rumble from her stomach echoed through the tavern.
Astrid hung her head in sheer embarrassment, wishing she could crawl into a hole and die.
"Looks like you're starving, Sir Knight. That was quite a roar. Do you have a beggar living in your stomach?"
Penis chuckled, teasing her.
"...Y-yes. I am hungry. Would it be alright if I shared some of this? I will definitely pay you back for the food later."
Astrid swallowed her mounting shame and humbled herself.
But the corners of Penis's mouth curled up into a mischievous smirk.
"Oh? But we only have one set of utensils. It's a bit difficult to share."
"Ah... then if we ask for another spoon..."
"Why bother calling her? It's too much trouble. We can just eat together like this."
"What...?"
In an instant, Penis snatched Astrid's wrist.
"Kyaah?!"
Dragged by his overwhelming strength, Astrid lost her balance, stumbled, and plopped right down onto Penis's lap.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
"W-what are you doing?! Let go of me! Everyone is watching!"
Astrid struggled in sheer panic, but Penis's arm wrapped around her waist like a steel band, locking her in place.
And beneath her buttocks, separated by only a single thin layer of fabric, she could vividly feel the heavy, burning heat of his massive shaft.
"Hieek!"
As his colossal member nudged and poked against the crevice of her buttocks, Astrid's body froze solid like a plaster statue.
"Shh. It's too much hassle to call the waitress. Just sit tight and eat. Didn't you say you were hungry?"
Penis nonchalantly scooped up some soup with his spoon and brought it to Astrid's lips.
"Now, say ah~. Ah~"
"A-are you insane?! Don't treat me like a child! Let go of me this instant!"
"You won't eat? Then I'll feed you myself. Mouth-to-mouth."
Penis pretended to bring the spoon to his own mouth, only to press it against Astrid's lips once more.
His eyes gleamed mischievously.
"Hurry up and eat. My arm is getting tired. If you don't eat, I'm going to kiss you right here."
"You... you absolute...!"
The eyes of the surrounding patrons naturally drifted toward them.
A beautiful woman sitting meekly on a massive man's lap—to anyone watching, they looked exactly like an overly affectionate, lovey-dovey couple.
"Look at those two. They're practically all over each other."
"Ah, to be young and in love. Coming to a tavern just to make everyone else jealous."
The whispering of the crowd pierced her ears.
Astrid felt like her face would explode from sheer embarrassment, but she had no choice but to submit to her hunger, Penis's brute strength, and above all, the threatening, wriggling weapon beneath her buttocks.
An instinctive dread washed over her; she knew that if she caused a scene here, there was no telling what he might do to her.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she opened her mouth.
"Ahhn..."
Penis slipped the spoon right in.
Chew, chew...
As the warm, savory soup slid down into her stomach, her tension eased slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.
It was delicious. Infuriatingly, tear-inducingly delicious.
"Good girl, Sir Knight. You look so pretty when you eat well. Now, here comes the meat. Open wide."
Penis sliced the meat and fed it to Astrid as if training a pet.
"Tastes good, right?"
"Mmh... it's so good it makes me even angrier... hng..."
Though tears of humiliation threatened to fall, Astrid eagerly accepted every bite Penis offered.
Her chewing lips and flushed cheeks were strangely adorable.
Was it just her imagination, or was Penis's shaft beneath her buttocks growing larger with her every movement, digging deeper into her flesh?
Astrid gasped in shock as she felt the hard, burning mass wedge itself between her buttocks.
"Hmm, Sir Knight, your ass is incredibly firm. Is it because you work out so much? The elasticity is superb."
Penis casually squeezed Astrid's buttocks, his fingers digging deep into her flesh.
"Hngh! Don't touch me! Where do you think you're putting your hands?!"
"Stay still. It's just because the cushioning is so nice. You have to pay for your meal, don't you?"
"Shut up... please shut up... you pervert..."
Astrid groaned out the words.
A knight sitting on a man's lap in the middle of a tavern, being hand-fed while having her ass groped.
A hellish dinner ensued, thick with a mixture of shame and depravity.
To think she was nestled in Penis's arms, accepting food like a baby bird.
With every chew, the gazes of the onlookers felt like needles pricking her back.
"I-I've eaten well... I'll head upstairs now."
She hurriedly tried to climb off Penis's lap, but his muscular arm clamped around her waist like steel shackles, refusing to let go.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"The meal is over. I'm tired and want to rest. Let go of me."
Astrid struggled, but Penis didn't budge an inch.
Instead, he smirked mischievously, pressing his lips right against her ear.
"It'd be a shame to just let you go. Why don't we play a little game?"
As his hot breath tickled her ear, goosebumps broke out down Astrid's spine. A terrible premonition flashed through her mind.
"A g-game...? What are you trying to pull now?!"
"If you win, I'll stop teasing you and behave myself from now on."
"What?!"
Astrid's ears perked up. This was her chance to escape this relentless sexual harassment.
"What kind of game is it?"
"Simple. A bet on who cums first."
"What?!"
Astrid's eyes widened so much they nearly popped out of her skull.
"A-are you out of your mind?! No! Absolutely not!"
"Suit yourself. Should I just shout right here, then? 'This woman is dying to suck my dick!' How about that?"
"You... you absolute demon...!"
Astrid swallowed her fury. She had no choice.
"Fine... but you must keep your promise."
"Of course. I'm a gentleman, after all."
Penis grinned, unfurling the large cloak draped over his shoulders.
Flutter.
He spread the cloak wide, completely covering Astrid sitting on his lap and his own lower half.
"Hngh?!"
Penis's hand slipped beneath the cloak, beginning to strip away Astrid's clothes.
"W-wait! Are you crazy?! There are people everywhere!"
Astrid panicked, reaching under the table to grab his wrist, but he easily pinned her hands and stripped her in an instant.
Only a pair of thin stockings remained on her lower body.
"That's what makes it thrilling. Quiet down. Do you want to get caught?"
Beneath the cloak, his colossal shaft reared its head, digging into the crevice of Astrid's defenseless buttocks.
Due to the continuous stimulation and intense shame, her pussy was already dripping wet, soaking through her stockings.
"Hah... no... it's too big...!"
As the hot, massive glans rubbed against her pussy entrance over the stockings, Astrid's body arched like a landed fish.
Without a moment's hesitation, Penis ripped open the crotch of her stockings and thrust inside in one go.
Squelch!
"Hnghh!!"
The massive pillar split her wet, tight passage wide open in a single stroke.
Astrid clamped both hands over her mouth to stifle the scream threatening to escape.
"How is it? Feels great being stretched so full, doesn't it?"
Penis smiled casually, skewering a remaining piece of meat with his fork and popping it into his mouth.
Astrid shuddered at the sheer duality of him—ravaging her body like a beast below while peacefully dining above.
"Ngh...! Hah...!"
Astrid felt like she was losing her mind.
While the sounds of people chatting and eating echoed around them, a massive male sex organ was buried deep inside her body.
The fear, the shame, and the overwhelming fullness of his cock stretching her pussy to its limits.
A jolt of pleasure shot up her spine straight to her brain, turning her vision white.
No... not in a place like this... with everyone watching...!
But her body was honest.
As an irresistible wave of pleasure washed over her, she trembled violently in Penis's embrace.
Her pussy twitched, clamping down hard around his cock.
Squish! Squish! Squish!
A wet, squelching friction echoed beneath the cloak.
Fortunately, the tavern's noisy atmosphere drowned out the sound.
"Phew... this is incredible."
Penis felt Astrid's pussy greedily sucking on his cock.
Her body, spasming in climax after just a single insertion, was almost endearing.
He hugged Astrid tightly from behind, nibbling on her earlobe as he whispered.
"You're exceeding my expectations, Sir Knight. I knew it from the moment I saw you. You've been hiding such filthy desires beneath that heavy armor."
"Hngh...! N-no... I am a knight... please..."
Astrid shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. Yet, in direct opposition to her will, her pussy clung tightly to Penis's cock, refusing to let go as if begging him to thrust deeper and harder.
"Stop... stop it... please... no!"
"Stop? Really? But your pussy is begging for more."
Penis smirked, snapping his hips forward with force.
Thud!
"Oh-oohh!"
A beastly moan escaped Astrid's lips. The intense stimulation of his cock striking her cervix felt like it was melting her brain.
"Mmph?! Mmmph?!"
Penis quickly shoved his fingers into Astrid's mouth to muffle her cries.
"Shh. Do you want to advertise it to everyone? 'There's a bitch in heat right here!' If you want, I can lift this cloak and show them."
When Penis made a motion to lift the edge of the cloak, Astrid turned pale and shook her head frantically.
Show them?! In this state?!
Just the thought of it made her feel faint.
If anyone saw her naked, wrapped around a man and getting fucked, she would have to bite her tongue and die of shame.
"Then stay quiet. Good girl."
Just then.
"Excuse me... sir?"
The waitress approached cautiously, holding a pitcher of water.
Astrid's heart leaped into her throat.
D-did she find out?!
Penis smoothly removed his hand from Astrid's mouth and pulled her close in a natural embrace.
"Oh, you're back? Could we get some more water? My friend here seems a bit parched."
"Ah, yes! Right away."
As she poured the water, the waitress sensed a strange atmosphere.
The woman in Penis's arms was sweating profusely, her eyes half-lidded as she squirmed restlessly.
"Um... is your companion feeling unwell? Her face is incredibly red..."
"Ah, her?"
Penis chuckled, squeezing Astrid's buttock hard beneath the table while simultaneously nudging his hips upward.
Squelch.
"Hngh!"
Astrid's eyes nearly rolled back.
As his glans scraped against her already highly sensitive G-spot, she squeezed his cock with all her might, desperately swallowing her scream.
Her thighs spasmed, clamping tightly around Penis's legs.
"Haha, it seems the whore I keep is feeling a bit needy. She can't control herself unless I hold her like this. She's in heat, you see."
Penis looked down at Astrid, grinning wickedly.
"Isn't that right, honey?"
Astrid couldn't answer.
If she opened her mouth, a beastly moan would surely escape.
She could only cast a pleading, tearful gaze toward the waitress.
Please just go... please...
"Ah... I see... of course..."
The waitress looked at Astrid with a mixture of contempt and pity.
He said she's a whore... is she really throwing herself at him in the middle of a tavern? Tsk tsk.
She sneered and walked back to the kitchen. The moment the waitress vanished, Penis resumed his thrusting.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Mmmgh! Hnghh! Ahhn!"
Astrid's head fell back.
Her clitoris was rubbed raw, and her vaginal walls were utterly ravaged. Her reason had long evaporated, leaving only pure pleasure.
"Hngh! I'm—I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
Astrid felt herself reaching her climax, her entire body trembling.
Squish... squish... squish...
A torrent of juices poured out, soaking Penis's shaft and dripping down onto the floor.
"Haa... haa..."
Astrid's eyes were completely unfocused, and a thread of drool escaped her lips. Her body was entirely drained of strength, leaving her unable to lift even a spoon.
She could only slump limply against Penis's chest.
"Game over. You lost."
Penis whispered in her ear.
"As promised, we're going all the way tonight."
Astrid felt despair, but at the same time, a strange mixture of relief and anticipation bubbled up inside her.
"Shall we head up now?"
When Penis asked, Astrid nodded weakly.
"Yes... please... take me to the room..."
Penis stood up, using his cloak to conceal his cock still buried deep inside Astrid's pussy.
The two of them were joined as one.
"Leave the food in front of our room!"
He shouted shamelessly, then carried Astrid up the stairs.
Astrid wrapped her legs around Penis's waist to keep from falling.
With every step he took, his cock plunged deeper inside her, making her groan.
"Haa... ahhn... ah..."
They headed toward the room where Jill was sleeping.
Opening the door, they saw Jill fast asleep on the bed, completely dead to the world.
The moment Penis closed the door, he pinned Astrid against the wall.
"Now you can scream as much as you want."
He stripped away the rest of Astrid's clothes and dragged her toward the edge of the bed where Jill lay sleeping.
"Now, bend over here."
He draped Astrid's upper body over the edge of the bed. Right next to her face was the peacefully sleeping Jill.
He made her stick her buttocks out, presenting them to him.
"N-no... Miss Jill will wake up...!"
Astrid tried to resist, but Penis slapped her buttocks with a loud smack.
Spank!
"Ahhn!"
"It's better if she wakes up. We can just do it together. Now, lift your ass higher."
Penis parted her red, swollen cheeks and thrust his glistening, wet cock back inside.
Squelch!
"Ah-hng... hngh... ha-ahhn! Ahhn!"
Astrid finally let out the screams of pleasure she had been holding back.
The fear of waking Jill only amplified her pleasure tenfold.
"Does it feel good? Sir Knight, do you like having your pussy pounded?"
Penis flicked her clitoris with his finger as he asked.
"Hngh! I-I love it... it feels so good... I've never felt anything like this before...!"
Astrid pleaded, swaying her hips.
I have to stop, I am a knight, I must stop this...
"Thrust... thrust harder... please..."
Though she screamed in her mind, her mouth was spewing incredibly lewd words.
Her pussy squirted like a fountain, soaking Penis's body.
"By the way."
Penis asked slyly, his hips never stopping their rhythm.
"Is it really okay for you to taste my cock before your Lady does? Aren't you her escort knight?"
Those words completely shattered the last remnants of Astrid's sanity.
"Ah, ahhn...! I-I'm sorry... Lady Eliana...!"
Astrid shook her head frantically, shedding tears of ecstasy.
"Hngh! The cock... the cock is just too good... before the Lady... oh-oohh!"
"Yes, that's it. You're no knight anymore. You're just a flesh light."
Penis grabbed her hips and began to pound her ruthlessly.
The bed where Jill slept creaked and shook violently.
"Now, Sir Flesh Light. Tonight is going to be a long night."
Astrid fell deep into the abyss of endless orgasms, drool spilling from her lips.
