In the Luxurious Guest Room (3)
The count's cock slid into Chloe's depths.
There was no avoiding the sharp pain of penetration with such a massive shaft. But the aphrodisiac's effects and the sheer thrill of finally fucking the count she'd craved so desperately overpowered any discomfort.
So deep... ahh...
The glans thudded against her womb's entrance. Gripping her wide hips tightly, the count buried himself to the hilt.
He'd conjured a mirror beyond the window with a water spirit. There, her reflection stared back.
Her upper body pressed flat against the glass, breasts squashed obscenely. Ass thrust back toward the count like a bitch in heat.
Chloe glanced at her face in the mirror.
A lewd noble lady gazed back, utterly blissful, face contorted in ecstasy from the count's thick cock stuffing her full. No trace of pain from the penetration—just the happy, cock-drunk expression of a woman lost in pleasure.
As the count began to thrust, a shrill moan escaped her lips on reflex.
"Haaang!!!"
His glans scraped slowly along her inner walls.
That alone twisted her hips wildly. But the pent-up lust she'd endured screamed louder.
More... fuck me brainless, Count... Yulian...!!!
In the heat of penetration, she barely noticed how her inner name for him had shifted to honorifics.
Squelch—squelch—squelch—
Her pussy was still as tight as a virgin's. She'd given it to no one but the count, after all. His tempo stayed deliberate, not too fast.
But each slow press stretched her walls, the heavy presence of his cock filling her utterly, radiating dominance.
"Ahh... haa...♡ So good... Yulian... your cock's so good... ahn!! Kyaa!!!"
All she could do was scream her moans desperately.
This humiliating doggy-style pounding from behind.
It was exactly the position she'd craved. The sensation of being fucked by the priceless, noble count she longed to claim.
Thrusting her ass out submissively, but in front of Yulian? Nothing to be ashamed of.
And then, as penetration smoothed out and his pace quickened, the count tried something new.
Slap, slap, slap—
His palm cracked against her ass. A grown man and swordsman rivaling the top cadets— even a casual wrist snap echoed through the room with brutal force.
"Hii?! It hurts... it huuuurts!!"
She screamed in pain. But pleasure surged beyond limits in equal measure.
"Eeeh... hng... haaang...♡"
Nothing thrilled like being abused by the count.
Chloe repaid him by clenching her pussy tight around his cock. His reaction shifted instantly.
Like her cunt had grown even tastier, he forgot the spanking and slammed in harder.
"Huu, hung, haang... aaang...♡ Ahn!! Kyaaang...♡"
She couldn't hold back the ecstatic pounding. Extreme pleasure threatened to shatter her from the core.
The cold glass chilled her crushed tits against the window.
But her scorching pussy, friction-fucked by his cock, drowned out any chill.
Her eyes met her reflection again. Beautiful yet demonic red eyes, glazed over in mindless lust.
Her slack mouth wore a dazed, drooling smile. Utterly defenseless.
Orgasm teetered on the edge. Without the window for support, she'd have collapsed trembling.
"Eung...♡ Good... cock too good...♡ Gonna cum... I'm cumminggg...!!"
Intense pressure throbbed in her depths. His relentless pistoning ground unbearable sensation into her core.
"Kyaaah!!!"
Squirt-squirt-squirt—
She gushed all over the luxurious floor, shame as a noble lady forgotten.
The mirror captured every lewd spurt. Utterly depraved.
Anyone seeing it would shatter her status as Aiterne heir—pure slutty trash.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Yet the sight deepened her afterglow. In this moment, she was his bitch, Yulian's.
If satisfying him meant rougher treatment, so be it. That thought flooded her mind post-climax.
Legs buckling, the count caught her firmly.
"Haa... Yulian... sorryyy... I came first..."
Penetration paused, but his cock still throbbed inside, swelling harder from watching her orgasm.
The count's voice turned cold.
"Insolent bitch. I didn't say you could cum. Spraying your filthy juices everywhere."
His scolding made her post-orgasm pussy and clit twitch sharply. Chloe dropped to full submission.
"Forgive meee!! I was wrooong!"
But he ignored her, yanking her body roughly and tossing her onto the bed.
Lightning jolted through Chloe.
No way... just came... but my whole body's shaking again...!!
His angry glare reignited her womb-shaking arousal. Still unsated, he mounted her anew.
Chloe hadn't done anything wrong. Responding eagerly to my cock, climaxing dutifully—she deserved praise.
But I knew her masochistic streak. She'd gone all out for me today.
Time to reward her with the light SM play she craved.
I'm no sadist, though...
Verbal degradation and soft touches were my limit. But spanking alone made her squirt.
She's that sensitive. A little goes a long way.
This opulent room was subtly tailored to her tastes.
Bed's got that unique headboard... towels and candles...
Luxurious bed, but the headboard was wooden bars like a jail cell. Beside it, a table held wrist-binding towels and suggestive candles.
"I was wrong!! Forgive me, Yulian! A noble marquis's daughter like me... cumming without permission, staining my dignity as a noble...!!"
Apologizing profusely for nothing—her clumsy roleplay nearly made me laugh.
But it showed how badly she'd wanted this. Adorably so. I straddled her naked body roughly.
"Nooo!! Not so rough... it'll huuurt!!"
Her blissful face made it comical. Yet she squirmed beneath me, feigning resistance.
"Spraying your slutty juices, then talking back? No manners for a high noble. Guess a superior like me has to teach you."
"Teach...? What teaching... ahn... scary...♡!!"
I ignored her protests, yanking her resisting arms overhead.
Grabbed a towel, bound her wrists to the headboard bars.
"Wh-what are you doiiing!!"
Feigned shock—sloppy acting for sharp Chloe. The contrast made her cuter.
I ravaged her soft, voluptuous body at will. Arms stretched, smooth armpits exposed. Not pussy or tits, but lewd as hell.
I tasted them instinctively with my tongue.
"Eeeang!!"
No foul taste—crisp lemon freshness. Expensive care; as moist and soft as her pussy.
Another erogenous zone—licking made her writhe. Meanwhile, fingers tormented her clit nonstop.
Her arousal soaked my hand instantly.
"Hii, eung, hng...♡ Weird... feels too weird...♡ So ticklish... gonna go crazy!!!"
Her waist arched like a bow under my teasing.
Aphrodisiac, but way more sensitive than last time.
Her lewdness broke my restraint. Pinned her thighs together in futile resistance—then pried them wide.
Her gaping pussy twitched, drooling nectar. Below, white sheets soaked from her earlier squirt.
Candle in one hand, I slammed my cock inside.
"Iii!! It's in...!! Cumming again... kyaa!!"
Her pussy clamped vise-tight, nearly painful. I fought the pressure, scraping her walls mercilessly.
Missionary now.
My upward-curved cock fit her shape perfectly, sliding deep. Her folds clung stickily to every vein.
Supreme insertion—edging me toward release. Male pride held me back.
I dripped hot wax from the lit candle onto her pale skin. Bound and impaled, she couldn't resist.
"Hyaaak?! Hot... stings... nooo...!!"
But I'd tested it—special low-temp wax, likely her creation. Warm, not burning. I painted her body like a canvas.
"Eeh, hii, hung... ung...♡ Hyaaang...!!"
Pure acting earlier—now moans dripped ecstasy with each drop.
Squelch-squelch-squelch—
Wax lubed the brutal pistoning, never drying.
I ramped up speed.
Viscous nectar, pussy slapping wetly—pleasure maxed out.
True raw sex, no condom. The vividness broke me.
Set the candle aside; Chloe sensed it, wrapping her legs around my waist.
"Good... Yulian so good...!! Hold me...!!"
I crushed her open arms in a hug. Deep kiss as I unleashed the final sprint.
Spurt-spurt—spurt-spurt—
Violent climax rocked my hips. Chloe tightened her legs, screaming.
"Eeeang...♡ Inside... fill me uuuup!!!"
I granted her wish.
Semen erupted from my glans against her womb, flooding her baby chamber full.
After that, we were animals. SM roleplay forgotten in pure rut.
Instinct drove endless pounding and creampies.
I lost count, but over five loads deep in Chloe.
She came way more.
Fucked her so hard I worried she'd pass out.
But her fitness held; she let me use her till I was sated.
Finally spent, we lay side by side. Chloe fell silent.
"......"
Aphrodisiac worn off from nonstop orgasms. Even shameless Chloe blushed recalling the marathon fuck.
I spooned her from behind tenderly.
"Ung... Was it... good today? Count?"
Her shy after-ask was adorable. Instead of words, I nipped her earlobe with my lips.
"Huuung..."
She melted obediently. Tempted for more, but I paused my stirring tyrant.
Leave her like this, she might skip Medica's pill.
Today's Chloe felt genuine. Plus, her womb brimmed with thick seed.
To steal me from Lilia, carrying a new Reinhardt? Plausible.
Succession wars made pregnancy risky for her too—needs resolve.
But she surely hoped this wasn't one-night fun.
Time to reassure her.
Perfect timing—Chloe hesitated, words on her tongue.
"Um... Count... today... I..."
Like confirming their bond, womanly uncertainty. I whispered in her ear to ease her.
"Chloe. Let me make you a proposal."