Chapter 48
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: The Hero More Demonic Than a Demon
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Ashy's pussy had a sweet taste.
Not exaggeration or a joke—it was genuinely delicious, urging me to keep licking.
There was no aversion to sucking on her asshole either.
It had been so long since the slime implantation that it barely qualified as an asshole anymore.
"Hng!"
Ashy slurped greedily at my balls.
Unable to hold back any longer, she took my cock into her mouth.
Slurp, slurp!
I licked away at Ashy's pussy and asshole.
I spread apart the plump labia to inspect the tight hole.
The slick inner walls of her pussy, flushed a vivid pink.
Light reflected off her hymen, making it sparkle.
The hymen symbolizing the purity of Hero Ashy.
Would the day come when I tore through that membrane with my cock and reached her precious womb?
"Kuh…."
The chastity cage squeezed my cock tight.
Erection brought a sharp stab of pain.
It was because I'd fantasized about our wedding night deflowering ritual.
My cock, unable to get hard, throbbed in agony.
"Hng…!"
Ashy was leaking love juices nonstop.
My face and body grew drenched.
Even so, I didn't stop teasing her with my tongue.
"Huuuuuung!"
Ashy bucked her hips wildly.
Her plump ass cheeks quivered violently as she squirted.
I pressed my mouth over her sloppy pussy and sucked it all up in one long pull.
"Huuuuuk! Hng! Puppy, stop now…!"
Ashy lifted her ass off my face, which it had been smothering.
Sticky juices dripped down in globs.
I opened my mouth beneath her ass, catching the flowing pussy nectar.
"Ashy's pussy juice is so damn tasty."
"Stop now, huuu…."
Ashy barely managed to regain her composure.
She steadied her mind and body with the anxiety that she might go through with it if this continued.
What incredible self-control.
By demonstrating her resolve to hold the wedding ceremony and consummate on our wedding night, Ashy expelled some of the built-up pleasure from her body.
"Puppy, asshole submission pose."
The recovered Ashy gave me an order.
It meant to get on the bed, lie prone, and spread my cheeks.
"Good boy, good boy."
I obeyed Ashy.
I knew resistance was pointless since the outcome was already set.
"Lie on your back—no, lie down and spread 'em."
As I lay on the soaked bedsheets, Ashy grabbed my calves and pushed.
She folded my lower body up like origami, making me hook my hands behind my knees.
"Hold on tight. Don't let go."
It wasn't me spreading my own ass—it felt like my rear hole was fully exposed.
Same difference, but with the Aneros still inserted, the humiliation doubled.
"Hngh."
Ashy's gaze met mine.
In this unavoidable face-to-face position, my cheeks burned red.
Unlike Ashy, whose face brimmed with mischievous amusement, I could barely look at her.
"Puppy, look at me. No turning away. If you avoid my eyes from now on, you'll be punished. I'll scold you, so don't you dare look away. Keep your eyes only on me."
"…This is so embarrassing."
"Embarrassing? Ashamed and shy? That's exactly why I'm making you do it."
Ashy stroked my ass.
I was still holding my legs.
Squelch, squelch—.
"Hng…."
Ashy thrust and pulled the Aneros in and out a few times.
"Doggy's loving it…."
Then, with sweet, heavy breaths, she pulled it out.
A sudden sensation of emptiness.
The gel that had filled my rear trickled out.
The unfamiliar foreign object feeling, the long-forgotten urge to defecate, hit my lower body hard.
"Heup…."
Ashy's hand ventured deep into my ass.
She rubbed around the hole, coating her finger in the slick gel.
"This should be enough to take my finger, right?"
The Aneros shaft was thinner than Ashy's finger.
In terms of difficulty, her finger might even be easier.
This simulation ignored mental damage.
Ashy looked down at me.
Her eyes seemed to ask a question.
'Can I put it in?'
I couldn't give an answer.
It was too humiliating to permit Ashy to insert it.
"Should I loosen Puppy's asshole myself? That okay?"
"…What if I say no…? Will you not do it…?"
"If you say no, I won't."
Ashy answered firmly.
She was giving me the choice, saying she wouldn't if I didn't want it.
"But I might be a little disappointed in Puppy."
Ashy stroked my ass again.
It was a proposal, but half-threat.
If you don't permit it, I'll be disappointed in you.
Who could refuse after hearing that?
I had no choice but to allow it.
I pressed my lips together and nodded.
Do whatever, I thought, averting my gaze.
Ashy kneaded my balls gently and smirked.
She couldn't hide the curl of her lips.
"Puppy permitted it? Said it's okay to put it in your asshole…?"
"D-Do whatever you want."
"Got it. I'll fuck Puppy's rear pussy however I like."
Squish—.
Ashy pushed her finger in.
Stretched wide from the Aneros, her middle finger slid in smoothly.
"Hng…!"
The foreign sensation was on another level.
Nothing like the Aneros.
Ashy's finger—Ashy grinning as she shoved her middle finger in deep.
She stared straight into my eyes while working it in and out.
Squelch, squelch.
"Hii, haa…!"
"How's it feel?"
Ashy breathed roughly.
Her warm, sweet breath scattered over my body.
Her finger shuttling through my lower rear.
The invasive feel of her middle finger, this forbidden act.
The alien defecation urge pounded my lower half.
"Weird, it feels so weird…!"
"Hey, Puppy. Don't let go of your arms. Keep holding your thighs."
"Hng…."
Ashy's finger plunged deeper.
The tip groped and scratched at an inner barrier.
Squish, squish.
"A bit firmer than the rest…. The prostate should be around here…."
"Hii…!"
"Here?"
"Hak…!"
Ashy pressed firmly inside my asshole.
My perineum tingled sensitively.
Precum oozed steadily from my glans.
Ashy beamed down at me.
Found it, she seemed to say, as she applied pressure with her finger.
"This is it, huh?"
"Ahiik…. A-Ashy…?"
"Your cock's twitching. This is the spot that turns men into bitches. Tame it, and even Puppy will have a pussy."
"Not at all? I'm a man among men, the manliest of them all."
I'm a man.
Stimulating the prostate won't make me moan like a girl.
Ashy giggled.
She curled her lips impishly like a little devil.
"Really? I'm curious how long you can last."
"Ah…."
Ashy's middle finger vibrated.
Her arm trembled along with the quivering digit.
Ashy went all out, rubbing my inner spot, the prostate.
A brand-new stimulation shot through me like electricity.
'Not the first time?'
I'd been feeling it steadily from the Aneros.
The heavy shaft prodding up from the base of my cock made my back stiffen, leaving me unable to move.
Squish, squish—.
Ashy kept moving her hand.
Wasn't this supposed to be the other way around? The thought flashed briefly.
"Wait…."
"Puppy's asshole is totally melted. No need to loosen it more—you're taking it so well. Doesn't hurt, right?"
"N-Not hurting. That's not the issue."
The sensation was off.
Precum leaked endlessly from my cock, and in quantities that were abnormal.
No joke—it was flowing like Ashy's love juices.
"Hng, ha…!"
My lower body shook uncontrollably, as if it weren't mine, while Ashy laughed like a kid with a new toy.
Squish, squish, squish, squish—.
Strange sounds came from below me.
My bucking hips felt alien.
My arms had long since released my thighs.
My legs had straightened on their own, draping over Ashy's body.
"Give me your hand."
Ashy clasped my hand and intertwined our fingers.
Instinctively, my free hand gripped her wrist.
Squish, squish—.
"Should I stop?"
"Eut…."
Ashy asked nonchalantly, but I couldn't bring myself to say stop.
Her delighted expression made it impossible.
The defecation urge intensified.
Thanks to the Clean Slime implant, it had been ages since I'd felt anything major.
My ass felt weird.
"H-How long are you gonna…."
"Until Puppy cums."
"How am I supposed to cum like this? No way, a man can't cum from this."
Impossible.
My cock was still locked in the chastity cage, and the only stimulation was Ashy's finger on my prostate.
Ashy shook her head firmly at my words.
She was convinced I was wrong.
I'm a man, though?
I know more about ejaculation than Ashy, the woman.
Ashy spoke.
"I heard men can cum without even getting erect."
"Who, who said that?"
"An older sister I know told me. I should go see her soon, sigh."
Ashy's hand withdrew.
Air seemed to flow into my gaping hole.
"Yeah, looks like it's not possible right now. I remember she said you have to slowly connect the sensations for hands-free orgasms."
Ashy sucked on her finger.
Her middle finger, slick from my asshole, glistened with her saliva.
"Let's call it here for today?"
Ashy glanced around the room.
The thoroughly soaked bed caught her eye.
"Can't sleep here anymore. I'll ask for a room change."
Ashy haphazardly pulled on her pants from the floor and left the room.
I caressed my hypersensitive ass.
It was definitely my body, but it felt so foreign.
I couldn't even bring myself to touch the hole.
I was scared.
"Ah…."
The village chief, checking the room, shot Ashy an awkward look.
The smell gave away exactly what had happened.
"This was our best room."
"One bed is enough. Doesn't need to be big."
"Understood."
We got another room.
It was the village chief's daughter's room.
The daughter would bunk with her parents for the night.
With guests like us, she had no choice.