The Hero's Shipment (4)
"Mmph♡ This♡ feels so good♡♡ Do it again♡"
Addicted to a gentleness so different from everything that had come before, the Hero kept begging the Emperor for more kisses. Far from displeased by her clingy behavior, he continued to indulge her every whim. When she shyly pressed her lips to his once more, he twisted her nipple hard and drove himself deep inside her.
The sudden rush of pleasure sent the Hero over the edge. She tried to announce her climax, but with the Emperor refusing to release her mouth, all she could manage was to blow cute little puffs of breath against his lips.
"Pwah♡ My nipples are so weak♡♡♡ If you keep punishing them, mmph♡"
The Emperor sealed her babbling mouth with his own again. Under the relentless kisses, the Hero melted further and further until even the faint traces of resistance she had shown at the start had vanished completely.
Even as she went limp and pliant, the Emperor's hands never stopped enjoying her beautifully swollen breasts. Her lewd body — feeling everything through her chest, her pussy, and her tongue all at once — could not be satisfied by such light stimulation. She trembled and went into heat. Climaxing lightly yet again, the Hero grew desperate under the endless stream of weak orgasms and begged him outright.
"Uhi♡ Master♡♡ I want you to use my pussy♡♡ Please punish this filthy bitch♡"
"As you wish, you bitch. I'll fuck you like a dog — so don't regret it."
"Hehe♡♡ Thank you♡ Master♡ I lov— ohghh♡♡ Eh? My pussy♡♡ Ohhe♡ Nngoooooh♡♡♡♡♡♡"
As if he had been waiting for those very words, the Emperor pulled his thick cock free from the Hero facing him, shifted position, seized her arms from behind, and began pounding into her. The Hero, who had been sinking deeper into addiction to that lover-like gentle sex, floundered at the sudden change of position — but there was no time to adjust to the pussy that had been pierced through in an instant.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
As though this had been his intention from the start, the Emperor hammered against her womb. The gentle sex she had tasted for the first time that day blurred away beneath a merciless breeding piston. Assaulted at her most sensitive weak point — her womb — the Hero lost consciousness almost at once. Yet her vaginal flesh, thoroughly trained by the magic device, still clamped tight around his cock and wrung out every last drop of pleasure.
"...Ubv♡"
"Hah. For someone who still calls herself a Hero, passing out already?"
"My apologies. She was only shipped out after we'd managed to teach her basic manners. Even so, she is more than usable in this state."
The mental recovery spell, by now a familiar ritual, forcibly dragged the Hero back to consciousness. Without the slightest idea how she had blacked out, she had no choice but to take the Emperor's thick cock all over again. While she had been unconscious, he had already mapped out her G-spot and every other weak point, and was now working them over with his cock.
"Just now, what—? Eh♡ Ohiieeeek♡♡♡♡♡ G-spot climax is too much♡♡♡♡ Nngh♡ Womb♡♡♡ Not the inside of my womb♡♡♡♡ That place♡♡ won't fit—♡♡♡"
"This is how you're meant to be used. If you've still got strength left to scream, shake that waist harder, bitch!"
The Hero's back arched like a drawn bow. The piston that never stopped eventually knocked her out three more times before ending with the Emperor's climax.
"Don't spill a drop — take all of it!"
"Yes...♡♡ Master♡♡♡♡ Thank you for using this useless bitch's pussy♡♡♡"
Gush. Gush. Gush—
"Uhiieeeek♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ The cum♡♡ is so hot♡♡♡♡♡ Ahik♡♡ My pussy won't stop cumming♡♡♡♡"
Pshaaah— trickle...
Seeded until her belly swelled slightly, the Hero kept climaxing from the residual heat of the semen alone before collapsing. From the fallen Hero's pussy, urine and cum spilled out together. Jack moved at once to cast the mental recovery spell and wake her, but the Emperor stopped him.
"Leave her. Even if she wakes, she'll faint again soon enough — just keep using her as she is. Still, we ought to clean up the filth. You there, Onahole No. 1 — clean her."
At the Emperor's command, the latex woman who had been lying unconscious after having her pussy thoroughly tormented began crawling forward on all fours.
Most of her body was sealed in latex. Only her pussy, ass, mouth, and nose had been left open just enough for breathing and waste — and even those openings had been hooked wide and fixed so that she could never close them herself. With her eyes covered in latex as well, she had no idea what lay in front of her; she could only writhe toward the sound of voices. Every time she moved, love juices spilled from the pussy and anus held gaping by the hooks, leaving a glistening trail across the floor.
"Mmnh♡"
"Useless toy. Move faster."
Startled by the Emperor's bark, she frantically worked her utterly impractical pig-trotter prosthetics and sped up her crawl. Then, snuffling through her pig-fixed nose, she found the Hero's pussy and began greedily licking it clean. The Hero's pussy twitched at the new stimulation and pushed out even more of the semen still inside.
Once the cleaning was finished, the Emperor used the unconscious Hero several more times before ordering Jack to restore her mind.
"Ueh? Master♡ Thank you for handling this useless bitch — good for nothing but sex — exactly according to her purpose♡"
The moment she came to, the Hero offered heartfelt thanks to the Emperor still behind her. Her eyes sparkled up at him as he remained in the rear-entry position, and she smiled as if she were in love. The Emperor stroked her head, then turned to praise Jack, who had accompanied him.
"I ordered an unreasonable schedule, and you still delivered excellent results. I'll use this bitch myself for a while — then send her back for further training. That should be fine, yes?"
"That bitch is still incomplete, but... I can hardly refuse a command from the Sun of the Empire."
"Wang!♡ Wang!♡ This bitch is so happy♡♡"
And so the Hero spent some time being kept by the Emperor, living out her days as nothing more than his darling pet from morning to night.
Meanwhile, at that very hour in the Elven Forest, a fierce debate was raging over the intelligence Elin had brought back.
"If the Empire has brainwashed even the Hero and is wielding her as a weapon of war, can the elders truly handle that?!"
"We cannot go to war with the Empire over information that isn't even confirmed, Elin."
"No — I saw it with my own eyes. There's no way some common trafficker could be using magical devices that complex!!! Lady Erwen, please don't just sit there — say something!!"
"...Kanna... no, the Hero was definitely supposed to head for the capital around that time... Elin's words... make enough sense..."
"Princess, that was a promise from a year ago. A decision made now could become the spark that ignites a full-scale war."
"The Hero... always keeps her promises. She's never broken one. ...And the letters stopped. That's never happened before..."
Erwen was not one to speak much, and she usually avoided tiresome quarrels — but faced with a crisis for the few comrades she had in all the world, she had left her chambers and stood against the elders. She was the Elven Princess, yet she had never built a political base of her own, and so she could not simply force her will through.
"Letters can simply stop arriving from time to time!! Even Lady Erwen herself has failed to reply before, has she not?"
"...I wrote them. I just couldn't send them."
"In any case, absolutely not. It's true we despise those humans who keep cutting down our trees, but war is an entirely different matter."
The cautious old elders and the young elves who backed Erwen continued to clash without end. In the end the debate fizzled out with no conclusion reached, and in the urgent situation Elin had described, Erwen made her decision.
"...Elin. Right now — a small elite force of those who share our resolve. We infiltrate the Empire."
"What? Princess, by special decree of the elders, all young elves are forbidden from leaving the World Tree."
"...No. There's an exception."
"Princess, rules must be followed without exception... Ah! The Queen's personal guard falls outside the Elder Council's authority."
"...Exactly. The Demon King is dead, the Dark Elves have been freed from their curse, and there's no longer any need to keep forces locked on internal defense."
"Besides, half the Elder Council has already been replaced by Dark Elves, so there's truly nothing to worry about."
"...I'll speak with Mother — no, with Queen Titania."
Erwen took her hastily assembled plan and went to find the Queen. Delighted to see her daughter after so long, the Queen welcomed Erwen warmly. Over the tea the Queen offered, Erwen laid out everything — Elin's report and their plan.
"...That's how it is. Mother, please help us just this once. ...One of the few friends I have is in danger."
"Everyone in this world owes the Hero a debt. You have my permission. And Elin — you said you needed a high-ranking priest?"
"Yes, Your Majesty! Those humans primarily shatter the mind and brainwash their targets. The Hero herself said we would need a priest of high rank or above."
"That will be difficult. Any elf qualified for the priesthood is already an elder... For now, make the rescue your absolute priority and bring her back. Even the strictest of the elders will help if the Hero is standing right in front of them."
"...Thank you, Mom. I swear I'll save the Hero and introduce her to you. Elysia, too — she's far more earnest and kind than she looks."
Erwen buried herself against the Queen, whose breasts were larger than her own. The Queen held her tightly, then dispatched eighty percent of her personal guard to join the Hero Rescue Party. Erwen and Elin finished every preparation and set out on their journey to save the Hero and Elysia. They arrived at the capital exactly seven days after the date Elin had promised the Hero.