Chapter 141 - Turning the Arrogant Royal into a Proper Woman!
“Ah, it hurts……”
She had every reason to tremble at the sight of my massive cock, but I'd kept provoking her until she charged in headfirst. Now Natasha was paying the price.
Her completely dry pussy quivered inside, wracked with the agony of losing her virginity.
“Th-this……”
“Like your personality, your pussy's a real prickly bitch too.”
“Haaah.”
“Hurts, right? Tough it out. Otherwise, it wouldn't be punishment.”
“Eek. It hurts, w-wait, just a sec.”
“This was for your fiancé, wasn't it?”
She wasn't moving, so I grabbed her hips and thrust my cock in myself.
“What an honor. Who'd have thought I'd get to deflower the royal blood of the Hab Kingdom.”
“Ha-ut. You weren't supposed to be the one doing this with me.”
“True. I'm just some nobody. You probably don't know, but I started out as a commoner.”
“What? D-don't thrust. It hurts, I said it hurts!”
It was tight and bone-dry. But that friction only made it more stimulating. It barely went in, but I gripped her pelvis and slammed down to the hilt. shoving her womb and organs aside—the pain must be excruciating.
“The country bumpkin Daron's made it big.”
“Eut, hngh……”
“You crying?”
I'd heard I was weak to women's tears. But this? This was turning me on.
“You ashamed to be fucking a lowly-born guy like me?”
“Of course. Don't grind. Hurts. It huuuurts.”
I stirred it around roughly. Natasha couldn't even shake her ass. Impaled on my skewer like that, she didn't have the mind to.
If I got a royal of the Hab Kingdom pregnant…… Would my kid become royalty?
“Hey. Gonna cum.”
“What? Wait, not inside!”
“Lord Daron!!!”
Over there, her loyal knight Fiz tried to stop me. But no one could hold me back.
She didn't seem to be a princess herself. Probably her mom or dad was from the royal family, married off to some noble. But just knowing she carried noble blood made my cock throb harder.
“Just get pregnant!”
Spurt, spuuurt!!!
“Hoo.”
“You really came. No, nooo……”
“Hey. Position change.”
I scooped up the sniffling Natasha and flipped her into missionary.
Pulling out briefly, a bit of my white cum leaked from inside her. The two women watching burst into sobs.
They thought even raw, I'd cum outside?
“Hey. You hate my baby that much?”
“I hate it. I hate iiiit!!”
“Not feeling good?”
“It just hurts, nothing good!”
“I'll thrust exactly 500 times. Let's see if you still say that after.”
“Heh?”
Natasha realized something was off and stared at me.
“Kya. Daron, you bastard. Going for the killer breeding press already? The one that makes any bitch drool snot and roll her eyes back?”
“You're such a slut.”
“Hehe. Got a problem?”
Experienced women knew best. Not just Kelly, but Lilith too—she knew the terror of my specialty breeding press.
“Wait. That's such a degrading position! It's gonna hurt like hell. W-waiiit.”
“Please keep your wits about you till the end.”
“Wha……?”
“Breaking stubborn bitches like you with my cock? Feels fucking amazing.”
“Ogo……♥♥”
Squelch. I speared right into the center of her womb entrance, burying my shaft completely out of sight.
Still painful for now, but soon the tingling pleasure would rise. Sure enough, her body heated up, her pussy starting to moisten.
Slam!!!!!!! Slam!!!!!!!!! Slam!!!!!!!!
“Aaaagh! Hurts, it huuuurts!!!”
“Lord Daron, please have some mercy on the lady!”
Who cares.
“She won't die.”
Slam!!!!!!! Slam slam slam slam slam slam!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Ooooh. Aook? Hurts! Hurts hurts huuuurts!!!!”
No time to cry now. She just shrieked like a maniac, losing it on my cock.
“Hang in there! Hang in there! Fuck, endure it!”
Mercenary style, Kelly cheered from the side, heating up the mood.
Cheering's for the weak, after all. Natasha clawed desperately at my back. It stung a bit, but it made ravaging her feel all the more real.
After about a hundred thrusts……
“Ahng! Ahng! Ahng! Ahng! Ahng! Ahng!”
Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
She moaned in steady rhythm to my pounding. Easy to read, this one. Her earlier attitude pissed me off, but fucking her melted that away.
Yeah, better to settle grudges with fists or cock.
“Not saying it hurts anymore? Huh?”
“G-gonna go crazy. What is this, ahng! Th-this feels weird!”
“What else? Your womb's surrendered to me.”
“N-no! To a lowly man's dick…… Hng?!”
Slam slam slam slam slam slam slam slam slam slam!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“I'm dying! Aaaaaahng♥ I'm c-c-cu-cuuummiiing!!!!!”
“All you've got is your royal blood, right? Be grateful I'm even fucking your empty-headed body!”
“Nyaat. Noooo!!!!!!”
“Not even 500 yet and your pussy's flooded! Don't lie!”
“Wait. You bastard!!!!”
Spurt spuuurt!!! Slam slam slam slam slam slam slam slam slam slam!!!!!!!!!! Spurt! Spurttt!!!
Ah, this is it. Cumming mid-thrust. The pistoning never stops.
“Heeek! I'm dying! Really dyiiiing!!!!”
“Die, you empty-headed bitch!!!!!!!”
“Ogok♥”
Squiiirt. Squeeeert!!!
“Yeah, clench that pussy like that!”
Natasha finally hit her explosive first climax. Panting, half-unconscious. That her mental fortitude?
“Alright, continuing.”
Guess I'll have to train her from here. A tough mind that doesn't break in any situation. Training to endure massive pleasure might help in other ways too.
Why not!
Slam slam slam slam slam!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Ot. Ook ook ook ook ook♥♥”
“You like being forced? Empty-headed whore!”
“N-no. I'm from the Hab roya……”
“Shut up. You were born to be my cum dump!”
“Nyaaaah!! Kkuuuu♥♥♥”
Denying my words, she flapped like wings. Usually they'd cling by now, but she really hated me. Body yes, heart no—the type I'd heard before……
Wonder how they're doing now?
“I'll make you a real person. Thank me later.”
“What. I am a person. Ahngh.”
“You look down on people, but you've got zero talent. Be thankful I'm eating your useless body—clench that pussy.”
“I'm not useless!”
“No brains, just a hot body? Guess whoring's your calling.”
“Hic. Hngk……”
“Don't cry! Fuck, that kills my boner!”
“D-don't stiiir.”
Stirring her pussy with my thick pillar, she groaned in agony. Like churning cum cream.
“Ot, ooot. W-wait. I'm gonna……”
“Total slut by nature. Go on. Tsk. Perfect for a worthless bitch whose only value is her pussy.”
“Hik♥”
Squirt!!!!!!!
“Feels good, right? My cock's so huge it hits every weak spot. Especially grinding the tip like this……”
“I'm dying! Stop stop!!! Heeeek. Hng♥”
“Not even halfway through 500!”
“More and I'll go crazy! Hik…… I'll break.”
Her vocab was childish. Break? Opposite, actually.
“My dick's curing you. Or maybe having my kid and becoming a mom would fix you?”
“What?”
Mom. The word startled her.
“No pregnancy. Not from a guy like you.”
“That's why I love it. A baron's son from commoner stock mixing my blood with Hab royal?”
Fuck. Thinking that…… Spurt.
“Cumming again?! Hik. Heeek!”
Spuuurt!!!
“Our family with nothing but a name's rising. Mom, Dad! I'm seeding royalty with our lineage right now!”
“No no. Don't wanna get pregnant!!”
Crass to say, but seeing her love it…… No way I could stop.
“Look at that bastard's mouth? He's fucking insane! Right?”
“Pardon? Ah…… Haha.”
Kelly elbowed Lilith, who forced a laugh, scared to badmouth her master.
“Lady. I'm sorry. So sorry……”
Fiz had been sobbing apologies. If I were her, I'd be thrilled.
“So what about your engagement?”
“You ruined everything! Ruined it……! Who'll marry me now. Hic, waaaah.”
“Told you no crying? Every tear means pussy-loosening construction.”
“Ot♥ Kkuu. Kkuuuu♥♥”
I battered her womb again, stirring her insides. Might as well ruin her proper.
No matter how loose, my huge cock made it fine. But other guys? No feel at all.
Their first time with her, they'd think something's off. No hymen's fine, but a loose pussy……
Whore who spreads for anyone.
Before that……
“Dangerous day by chance?”
“Soon, it's almost my dangerous day! So pull out. Pull out, I said!”
“Too late, already flooded your womb.”
Almost dangerous day? Odds are good. Whatever, rich bitch'll raise it. Need a dad? She'll crawl back begging.
Whatever. Just pound!
“Fill 500 first. Hang in there.”
“Ot. Ahng♥ Ahng ahng ahng ahng!!”
Back to ahng-ahnging in rhythm. Finish this and head out.
Shit, no time, why am I even doing this?