The Thieves' Guild

"What's your name?"

I asked while firmly gripping her breasts. They were just the right size to fit in one hand.

Roughly speaking, they seemed to be somewhere between a full A-cup and a B-cup, but I found myself more drawn to what was below rather than focusing on her breast size.

Her ripe, plump buttocks seemed almost designed to bewitch me. It felt like this must have been what tempted Eve to bite the forbidden fruit—no further explanation was needed.

"Belsha..."

"Right, Belsha."

I quietly rubbed my fingers over her pussy. The soft, fluffy pubic hair felt damp.

'Doesn't seem like it's wet from arousal.'

If it were slick with arousal, there should have been a slippery sensation. But while it was moist, there was no slippery feeling to it.

'Maybe just sweat?'

The desert was hot, and if she'd been thieving all day, it made sense her body would be drenched in sweat.

More importantly, the idea that she'd be wet from arousal in this situation was practically nonsensical.

But that fact wasn't particularly important. If anything, it was a perfect opportunity to pressure this little thief.

"Your pussy's wet? Don't tell me you're some hopeless pervert who gets off even in a situation ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like this?"

"That's impossible. It's just because you're touching me..."

"Just touching alone wouldn't make you this wet."

I immediately activated the Heat skill. It was an incredibly convenient ability—just a light touch could send someone into heat, and it was the perfect skill for a situation like this.

"You said you're part of the Thieves' Guild. Where's their headquarters?"

"Do you really think I'd tell you that?"

"Yeah."

Without hesitation, I pinched and twisted Belsha's nipple. The sensation of the stiff, pink bud was delightful. Her nipples were quite large, as it turned out.

"Gh—hk!"

Thanks to the Heat skill, her sensitivity was incredibly heightened.

The way she struggled to suppress her moans was unbearably arousing. Looking at her face, she seemed on the verge of bursting into tears at any moment. That expression only made me want to torment her even more.

"You really won't talk?"

As I twisted her nipple, Belsha's lips parted. She tried to raise her hand to stop my arm, but given that she was already subdued and restrained, there was no way she could.

Looking closely, I saw Belsha glaring at me through her tears.

"......"

"If you won't talk, then I have no ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠choice. I'll just have to fuck you until you do."

"Wha...?"

There was no more time for talking. I pulled down my pants and underwear—my cock was already swollen to the point of bursting.

"Suck it. If you don't do it properly, that mercy I showed you earlier is gone."

Belsha finally seemed to grasp her position and quietly knelt before my cock. But even after a while, she still hesitated, just kneeling there. It was frustrating.

'This won't do. Guess I'll just have to shove it in myself.'

With a thrust of my hips, I pushed my cock into Belsha's mouth. Her startled mouth was soon filled completely.

"Mm—mph!"

I rocked my hips vigorously, violating her mouth. The warm, wet sensation inside was intensely pleasurable.

I wanted to go deeper. As I increased the pace of my thrusts, Belsha began to gag. Must have hit her gag reflex.

Whether it was from thrusting deep into her throat or the effects of the Heat Skill, Belsha continued to suck on my cock despite her evident discomfort.

"I'm about to cum."

It didn't take long before I came inside Belsha's mouth.

"Pfft— coughgag"

Tears welled up in Belsha's eyes as my cum hit her uvula. Some of it spilled from the corners of her mouth before she could swallow it all, while the rest splattered coolly across her face.

Splat. Splat-splat.

With her face now covered in cum, Belsha squeezed her eyes shut in shame. Though satisfied, I had no intention of letting her off so easily.

"Open your eyes. Look at me properly."

"...Yes."

As she obeyed, I pointed at my cock again.

"Clean it with your mouth."

"Clean... it?"

"Why play dumb? A thieving bitch like you should be used to this."

After hesitating for a moment, Belsha took my cock back into her mouth. The sensation of her soft tongue wrapping around it was just as satisfying as before.

"Now for the main course."

I immediately ran my fingers over Belsha's pussy before spreading her lips apart. A slightly sour sweat wafted up.

It wasn't exactly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pleasant, but in the heat of the moment, it had its own peculiar allure.

After parting the thick bush of hair, I found her pussy nestled within—a pretty shade of crimson. I spread her labia minora and rubbed the surrounding area, eliciting a strong reaction.

"Ah— Hngg!"

Activating my Eye of Sensuality, I could see Belsha's erogenous zones clearly.

[Erogenous Zones: Labia Minora, Clitoris]

'So this is her weak spot.'

It was rare for the labia minora to be a sensitive area—an unusual case, to say the least.

Slap.

"Haah—ahhk!"

A sticky, wet sound accompanied Belsha's scream as I lightly smacked her pussy. There was no need to wait any longer. I shoved my cock inside her without hesitation.

Normally, I would've taken my time licking her out before penetration, but the thick bush and sweat smell were a bit off-putting.

Schlick.

Her hymen tore, and warm red liquid trickled out. I was genuinely taken aback.

"A thief, and still a virgin?"

I couldn't believe she had actually been untouched—her earlier resistance hadn't been an act. Out of sheer awkwardness, I smacked her ass a few more times. The way her body flinched with each strike was amusing.

After several more smacks, a yellow stream suddenly gushed from Belsha's lower half.

Splooooosh.

She had pissed herself. This kind of reaction was a first for me. Not that it mattered—I didn't stop thrusting. I indulged in her body completely.

Squelch, squish! Squelch!

The sounds grew rougher. This wasn't just any encounter—she had tried to kill me, after all. Now, her body existed solely for my pleasure. I kept fucking her for hours.

Much later, her only plea was to beg for a break, promising to tell me anything if I just let her rest.

***

Even long after we finished, Belsha continued to pant heavily. She still hadn't shaken off the lingering sensations.

"So where's the Thieves' Guild's headquarters?"

"W-well..."

As if speaking was difficult, Belsha kept staring blankly at me while uttering short phrases. But my current mood wasn't good enough to tolerate this any longer.

If I wasted more time here, I wouldn't be able to leave the desert today.

"If you don't want to talk, I have a solution. After cutting off all your limbs, I can carry you around like a fleshlight and keep raping you until you eventually talk."

No more questions.

I immediately drew my sword and pointed it at Belsha. Only then did she scream in surprise.

"The Thieves' Guild is in P-Pereia!"

"Pereia, you say?"

"Yes, the Thieves' Guild is in the middle of the Pereia Desert. Though you'll need special means to visit it..."

"What do you mean by special means?"

Belsha paused briefly and looked at the sword. Truly, a sword was an excellent means of persuasion.

"...You need to send word through the Empire's black market before entering the desert. The desert's barrier will lift then. That's the only time you can enter."

"I see."

This was quite useful information. With this, I wouldn't need to cut off her limbs after all. But the most important question still remained.

Far more important—and loathsome—than some Thieves' Guild.

The whereabouts of that pickpocket Bel.

"You know Bel, don't you?"

Belsha's eyes widened. Clearly, she'd heard of Bel's name.

"Deputy Head Bel... why would you...?"

"Oh-ho?"

Seems she knew more than expected. I reactivated my Heat Skill while rubbing Belsha's nipple.

"Hyik! Haaahk!"

Before long, her nipples had hardened to their limit, swollen to the point of bursting. As I gently twisted, pinched, and then began chewing them with my teeth, Belsha spilled everything she knew.

"B-Bel is the deputy head in charge of the Stein branch! She's probably in the Stein Empire right now! So please—!"

"You can guide me there, right?"

"Guide you...?"

I slowly licked her nipple while inhaling her scent. Belsha's body trembled violently—this time not from pleasure but from terror.

"What? Don't want to guide me?"

"...If I take you to the Thieves' Guild... I'll be killed."

It seemed the Thieves' Guild was what she feared. But this annoyed me.

"So you're saying you can't guide me because you're afraid the Thieves' Guild will ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠kill you?"

"Yes... Frankly, just by telling you this much, I'll have to live like a dead rat in hiding."

"Are you stupid?"

Without hesitation, I swung my sword. Even with just a slight motion, Belsha's wrist was severed. Blood gushed from the wound like a flood.

"Kyaaaaah!"

"I could kill you right this instant. Seems you forgot how nicely I've treated you."

"...I'm sorry."

Belsha bowed her head before me, her entire body trembling uncontrollably. This much was enough.

"Hey, sex slave."

"Yes, Master."

Perhaps due to what just happened, there was none of her usual whining.

"Heal her wound."

"Understood."

Thanks to Beatrice's healing magic, Belsha's wrist reattached without issue. But her now utterly submissive attitude remained unchanged.