Declaring Defeat Before My Best Friend (6)
"――Because she's a demonkin child."
"――Because her blood is tainted with something ugly and vicious."
Chris had heard words like those her entire life, ever since she was little.
Her father, who might have protected her, had apparently passed away when she was still a baby. In the end, even that misfortune of his death was twisted into a story blaming it on her and her mother's "demon blood," forcing them out of the land where they lived.
After that, they wandered from place to place.
They'd settle in a city for a while, but the moment her half-demon heritage was exposed, the persecution and torment from those around them would begin. Just when it became unbearable, they'd move to the next city.
There was no steady job to be had, of course. But her mother had knowledge as an apothecary, so they could scrape by—nothing lavish, but enough to eat and survive.
What tormented young Chris in that life wasn't hunger or poverty, but loneliness.
A half-demon, half-human—she belonged to neither world. Wherever she went, she had no one to rely on. In demon lands, she'd be lucky to end up as a mere plaything. In human territories, she was the enemy, shunned and hunted.
So lonely. No one to help her. It had been that way since the day she was born in this world, and it would continue until the day she died.
That's what she had always believed.
...Until she met Emilia and Mine Hwangnyeo, who would become her irreplaceable best friends.
Until then, those two had been like beams of hope piercing her darkness....
Squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch...
Nngh... kuht... hnght... nn... aaah... ah... hyaaah...
And now, in the Melrn Count's bedroom.
Fully ensnared by Mona's spell, Chris was at the edge of the bed, presenting her ass to the Melrn Count as he ravaged her virgin pussy.
Though it was no longer truly virgin—his cock had long since torn through her barrier cleanly. Still, Chris's transformed cunt clung to him greedily, squeezing and suckling like it was begging for more.
Aah, aaah... this is wrong... it shouldn't feel this good...
Her first time, the breaking of her hymen that she'd only get once in life—it was nothing like she'd imagined. No pain at all. Especially the moment her barrier gave way; it felt like a sweet, scraping pleasure that thrilled her insides.
Even now, every time he rubbed and soothed that spot with his cock, Chris shuddered in delight.
Her partner was the Melrn Count. The scum who'd raped her friend and her mother...!
Yet her body, utterly debauched by Mona's spell, responded with freakish sensitivity and lust no virgin should have, drowning her in absurd ecstasy from his cock.
Squish... squish... squish... squish... squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch...
No... no... every time his cock thrusts in and out... my head tingles all over...
Too good... way too good... no... stop...
Once tasted, it was addictive—the deep, humid pleasure of this sex. Forced upon her by Mona's spell, not born naturally. Yet even so, it dominated her virgin-tight body and mind with perverse bliss she couldn't endure.
She knew she shouldn't feel this for him. But her instincts didn't care about reason; they craved the carnal heat.
Feel good. It can feel even better.
No... nooo... hiiik... ukuht... every deep thrust into my pussy... every rub against my walls... aaah... my lower belly's throbbing...
But I can't... he's scum... my enemy...
The lewd heat racing from her pussy to her womb was proof her body was turning filthy, step by step.
"Nnghaaah... huaaang...♥ S-stop...♥ Uuugh... y-you trash... traaaash...♥♥ Ahhng...♥♥"
The Melrn Count's penis plunged into her deepest depths again, grinding deep. Then it slithered out, teasing her entrance with sloppy rubs.
Every motion brought unbearable pleasure, crumbling her rare words of refusal in moments.
"You're soaked, but still so tight. Relax more."
"Uht... uuuhhh...♥"
Chris thought, Fine, then I'll do the opposite. If he wanted her to relax, she'd clench harder to block him.
But her body betrayed her, loosening eagerly to welcome his cock even deeper. The burning pillar of flesh bored in farther than ever, compressing her innards.
And it wasn't just his cock tormenting her now.
Beside her, propping her upper body on the bed, lay her best friend Emilia. Every time the Count thrust into Chris, Emilia bounced and quivered in shared ecstasy.
Mona's spell linked all their sensations. Naturally, every violation of Chris's pussy flowed straight to Emilia.
And it wasn't one-way. Mona's playful molesting of Emilia's defenseless body transmitted back to Chris in full.
Losing her purity to her enemy's cock while moaning in pleasure. Worrying she was burdening her best friend through their linked senses. And the sexual harassment from Mona hitting her via Emilia.
All of it eroded her sanity. She needed wisdom to escape, but her mind was paralyzed by cock-induced pleasure.
No hope. No escape. No lifeline.
Squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch... squish... squish... squish... squish...
Aaang... haat...! Nngaaang...
"Ah, ah, uht...♥ Krhngh...♥ Hoooh...♥"
As time passed and the pleasure intensified, Chris was forced to accept the truth...
How long had the ravaging gone on? The Count's pistoning grew fiercer, her moans climbing octaves. Her eyes and face were utterly slack—she was clearly just a slave to pleasure now. One could doubt if she even remembered her friend.
The Count, buried behind her, couldn't see her debased expression. But her sloppy demeanor and voice told him everything.
"Hmph, sow bitch. This is your first load from your master. Remember it well."
At his words, the fresh yin pattern tattooed between her legs and the bed glowed lewdly—reacting to her contract with him.
Chris didn't know the details, but she felt her body obeying his command instantly.
Squish... squish... squish... squish... squish... squeeelch... squeeelch... squelch... splurt... splurt... spluuurt... spluuurt...
"Nngh...♥ Nngaaah... kyaaah... hngoh, oh, oooht...♥♥"
I'm cumming, cumming, cumming, gonna cum...!
Ooh, oooh, ooht, my head... it's going white... breaking...!!
Truth be told, hypersensitive from Mona's spell, Chris should've climaxed ages ago. But she trembled endlessly without release—Mona controlling her orgasms too.
'Her first climax with her master's creampie♪'
With her peak on a whim like that, Chris's head spun wildly in frustration.
Every thrust teased this time for sure!—but no release. Yet the building ecstasy bloated her like a balloon about to burst.
I wanna cum. I wanna cum. I wanna cum. Her mind plastered with womb-lust, forgetting even her friend.
"Good. Take it, sow."
With his curt declaration, his penis sank deepest yet, grinding her cervix. The hot, rigid shaft trembled inside—then erupted thick semen into her fresh pussy, straight to her womb.
Gurgle... gurgle... gurgle... guuurgle... guuuuuurgle...!!
"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♥♥!!!"
Nnguuuuaaaaaahhh... fuwaaaaaaaaahhh...!!
The forceful flood of cum. At that creampie climax, Chris arched her lower body high, her voluptuous frame shuddering violently.
Her mouth spilled nonsense, no real words. The intense orgasm flashed her vision white; she felt her soul flying free, ascending to nirvana.
He pumped thick loads, but his cock still spurted intermittently.
"Nng... ghuuuuh...♥ N-no... buuut...♥"
Feels good... so good... feels so good... first time... like this...
Her body quaking in wails. Freshly creampied, her hot pussy frothed love juices at the joined entrance with his cock, drooling down in rivulets.