Etiquette Injector Deployment (2)
My massive etiquette injector.
Shortened to two letters, it was my cock, and it kept sliding deeper into Iris’s mouth.
Even though she was asleep, her crimson tongue moved as if fully awake, gently stroking and caressing my shaft.
“Goddamn… If she handles cock this well while sleeping, how insane must she be when she’s conscious?”
The words slipped out before I could stop them.
The moment my cock passed her lips, her tongue began licking the head—up, down, over and over.
She was so diligent with that glans that it almost felt like she was deep-kissing my dick. That was how intense it was.
“This suction even while she’s asleep…! If we ever get married, she’ll be loved just for this mouth-pussy alone!!”
Slurp! Sluuuuurp!!!
Did she hear me?
Suddenly Iris’s mouth-pussy began to move as if she were wide awake.
This level of blowjob technique while unconscious?
What a lewd fucking body…!!
“You horny bitch! You want this cock that badly?!”
I started thrusting my hips, picking up speed.
“Mmph… Nngh♡”
The faster I moved, the more skillfully her mouth-pussy licked and sucked along my length.
To think this was all happening while she slept….
If she were awake, just how devastating would her fellatio be?
At this rate, the second my cock went in she could probably make me cum instantly.
Her mouth-pussy was that expertly trained.
“Haaum♡♡ Haap…♡”
“Kgh… You impudent little bitch…!!”
Damn it.
I had gotten too lost in Iris’s mouth-pussy.
I hadn’t come here to enjoy myself. This was discipline, pure and simple.
This rude woman had slapped an elderly maid chief who clearly looked far older than her, then tried to fire hardworking maids whose entire livelihoods depended on their jobs—just because her precious feelings were hurt. I was here to educate her.
“You… you rude bitch…!! Who gave you permission to lick my cock however you wanted?!”
She probably couldn’t hear me, but I shouted anyway.
Don’t top students do stuff like this? They leave English conversation tapes playing while they sleep so the words sink in subconsciously.
Exactly like that study method, the “training” I was giving her now was hammering proper etiquette straight into Iris’s unconscious mind—!!
“I’m going to inject some etiquette into you. From tomorrow onward, you will treat the maids with kindness. Understood?”
Squish. Squiiiish…!
“Khk… Kkgh♡”
I gripped her head, repeating the lesson about how she must behave from now on while driving my cock deeper and deeper.
The etiquette—my cock—began reaching all the way into her throat-pussy.
What I was doing right now wasn’t about satisfying my lust.
I was simply teaching Iris how a decent person should live from now on…!!
“Kgh… I’m cumming!!”
“Khuk…♡ Gek…♡”
“Here comes the etiquette… swallow every last drop—!!”
So what I was ejaculating wasn’t semen.
It was the etiquette this rude girl desperately needed.
That was why, this time, I wrapped my arms around her head, pinning it down with my full body weight so I could unload even deeper.
Spurt—! Spurrrrrt!!!
My cum began gushing into the deepest part of Iris’s throat.
I had cum countless times yesterday, yet an orc’s stamina really was like an endless spring—the volume showed no sign of decreasing at all.
It wasn’t because of that golden handjob…!!
As expected of a race literally built for impregnating females in every story ever created.
The semen kept spraying out like a broken fire hydrant.
“Gulp! Gulp! Gulp…!!”
“That’s it. Drink it all down. Not a single drop left behind!! Tomorrow you’ll be reborn as a brand-new Iris!!”
Yet even with that enormous load, Iris’s throat-pussy worked its muscles diligently, swallowing every drop as if it were nothing.
But something felt wrong.
If this rude bitch could swallow my entire load without spilling any…
She would definitely start acting arrogant again.
“Khuk♡ Kheek…♡?! Ububububu—!!”
Slurp-slurp-slurp—!!
So I started moving my hips again.
Like I was fucking her properly, I ignored her condition completely and pounded down with my full weight in a brutal piston motion.
Iris’s legs thrashed, making the bed ring with repeated bang♡ paang♡ sounds.
It was incredibly violent, but since the exact same thing had happened last night I kept thrusting without worry.
Slap! Slap!!
I felt her soft hands tapping desperately against my thighs.
It was the same tapping gesture fighters use to signal surrender and beg to be released.
But I didn’t stop.
“Uryaa—!! Injecting etiquette is supposed to be tough!! Endure it!!”
“Gulp…♡ Gek♡ Gulp… Khuk…♡”
Spurt! Spurrrrrt!!
Every thrust sent another thick rope of semen—and etiquette—shooting down her throat.
Apparently even Iris couldn’t multitask; her breathing against my stomach grew harsher and harsher.
“Geheuhuk—!!!!”
Spurrrrrrrrt—!
I slammed my cock in so deep that air actually escaped around it from her mouth.
I wanted to empty out the very last drop.
Burururut…♡♡
Iris no longer tapped my thigh repeatedly in surrender, nor did her legs kick uselessly against the bed.
She simply curled and uncurled her fingers over and over, legs stretched straight out, toes splayed wide.
“Pop♡!!!”
When I finally pulled out, the powerful suction made an obscene sound escape her lips.
Drip…
At the same time, a huge amount of my cum came pouring out like a fountain, soaking her entire face.
“Tsk… I personally taught you etiquette and you still couldn’t swallow it all? You spat it back out?”
I had worked so hard to teach her… and she couldn’t even drink every drop—!!
I shook my head.
Her head lolled side to side.
Almost as if she felt wronged.
For a second I wondered if she might actually be awake, but I quickly dismissed the thought.
If she were really conscious, would I still be alive?
This was the same Iris who had summoned flames and attacked me just for asking to be sent home.
If she realized I had been using her mouth like an onahole…
A cold shiver ran down my spine.
Just imagining it was terrifying.
Maybe it was the hostility I felt toward Iris for giving me goosebumps that made me smack her cheek with my cock and insult her.
“Feeling wronged? Huh? Are you feeling wronged?”
Tap. Tap…
Nod…
Even as I slapped her cheek with my dick, Iris nodded without realizing she was being humiliated.
Was this the power of the subconscious…!
It almost felt like we could actually communicate a little!!
Still, if she felt wronged, I should make things clear.
“You have a mouth-pussy and a throat-pussy. Two holes, and you can’t even suck the cock properly while swallowing the cum?!”
“!!!!”
Tremble—!!!
Iris’s eyebrows began to quiver as if shocked by my words.
This was getting fun.
I stopped tapping her cheek with my cock and shifted position.
Instead of letting her lie on her back, I moved her into a prone, dog-like position and slowly fed my cock back into her mouth.
*
“Feeling wronged? Huh? Are you feeling wronged?”
Tap. Tap…
Nod…
Iris felt both good and slightly wronged as the cock slapped against her cheek.
Just how many elves could possibly swallow every drop while an orc drove that enormous cock all the way into their throat-pussy, using his full body weight to fuck their face?
That was why she had dared to rebel against the orc Rascal.
Because it was simply too unfair.
No matter how much it was considered an elf’s virtue to serve an orc with everything she had during sex… she couldn’t tolerate him speaking as if her mouth-pussy and throat-pussy were pathetic!!
I’m better than the other elves, aren’t I?!
That was why Iris had been confident.
Confident that she would hear praise for doing her absolute best—!!
“You have a mouth-pussy and a throat-pussy. Two holes, and you can’t even suck the cock properly while swallowing the cum?!”
“!!!!”
But all her expectations were brutally shattered.
Ah…
Her baseless confidence was slammed straight into the dirt, as if an orc were stepping on her head.
In other words, it felt incredibly good.
Completely defeated by pure logic, Iris felt her womb growing burning hot.
She was a pathetic female who couldn’t swallow everything even after using two holes—mouth and throat—but…
The orc Rascal who had made that possible was truly a male among males.
Would she ever meet such an outstanding orc again while she lived?
Sh… should I just rape him?
She couldn’t hold back her desire to have sex with Rascal right this second.
She had barely managed to endure yesterday, but…
After seeing that absolute confidence that declared even when he used both holes she was still no match for him, no elf in the world would be able to hold back.
Rustle. Rustle.
The moment Iris opened her eyes and tried to pounce on Rascal—
Grab—!!
Uh…♡ He grabbed my hair…?
In an instant Rascal flipped the lying elf onto all fours and seized her by the hair.
Shudder—!! Shudder—!!
With her eyes barely cracked open, Iris froze completely at the sight of Rascal looking down at her.
Squish. Squiiiish…!!
The look in his eyes as he prodded her lips with that massive cock told her he could subdue her anytime he wanted.
She had never felt this way even when facing monsters.
The bone-chilling sensation of standing before an enemy she could never defeat.
She was the head of the Ancard family. A duchess.
A court mage and the ruler of High Garden, Golden Leaf, and White Cliff territories.
To feel the terror of absolute defeat…
It should have been impossible.
Squish—!
“Injecting more etiquette.”
“Haup…♡”
Yet when Rascal roughly grabbed her hair and thrust his cock forward, Iris finally realized.
Ah…!
This was simply the diligent orc Rascal playing along with the situation, acting just like the other races did.
And she was simply matching his performance…
That was what Iris told herself.
Kyun kyun♥♥
Even as her womb trembled madly, screaming at her to obey her elven instincts.
She, who could do nothing but lie there asleep with her mouth slightly open, simply believed she was fully immersed in their little role-play.
