Chapter 113: Side Story) The Slave Who Devours Her Master (5)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 113: Side Story) The Slave Who Devours Her Master (5)
Sex.
Some people might call watching fun videos at home alone late at night while chowing down on chicken and beer ‘sex,’ but that’s not sex. It’s a meal.
Come on, repeat after me. A meal.
For some beings, however, a meal and sex were one and the same. The succubi of the West were a prime example, as were the gumiho of the East.
Since ancient times, the gumiho has been as famous as the succubus for being a creature that devours men. It was a matter of life and death; if they didn't periodically consume a man's essence, their very lives were at risk. They were designed that way as a species.
Of course, a gumiho could absorb essence without intercourse, but that didn't mean there was any harm in doing it.
No, in fact, it was better. Physical semen was far more efficient than non-physical essence, and it came with the added bonus of pleasure. And if it was with someone she loved, nothing could be better.
And now, Rin intended to receive that semen with her lower mouth.
She flung off the negligee that hindered her movements, tossing it aside carelessly. Her beastkin-exclusive panties were cut high in the back to avoid her tails, leaving the valley of her ass completely exposed.
Her panties, soaked to bursting with her fluids, were peeled off. And there, Rin’s naked body was revealed, just as it was when she was born into the world.
Though Rin, a six-tailed fox, was still growing, her body already possessed everything a woman should.
Her skin was as white as a peach, yet tinged with a faint pink.
Glistening with the sweat of ecstasy, her moist skin reflected the moonlight, giving it a lustrous sheen.
Following the elegant curve from her armpits led to her breasts, which swelled more and more each day as her tails grew.
Her areolas, which grew a lighter pink toward the center, and her stiffly erect nipples.
Her waist and abdomen formed a smooth line, plump enough to be pleasing to the touch, with a cute and lovely navel indented within.
Her heart-shaped pelvis and buttocks seemed to proclaim that she could bear a child at any moment.
Her pink pubic hair, once as soft as wool, was now plastered to her skin like wet seaweed.
The slick that seeped from her plump, tightly closed labia had already drenched her ankles.
She was more than ready.
No more foreplay was needed.
Rin positioned herself over Karami’s lower abdomen. She grasped the shaft of his rigidly curved cock and gently rubbed it against her slit.
Fear of her first time?
As if a gumiho would have such a thing. Her reason had long since melted into pleasure and been discharged with her fluids. All that remained was a smile spreading across her lips, filled with anticipation.
Guiding herself with the head, she aligned it with her entrance and slowly began to insert him.
Schlick.
With the sound of sticky paste parting, her mound spread open. The pale pink slit quivered as it swallowed his glans.
“Hngh…!”
Rin’s descent stopped moments later.
She was blocked by her hymen.
The membrane of her purity, determined to deny any invasion. But before a gumiho consumed by pleasure, it was no seawall. Rin didn't stop, pushing her hips down further.
Riiip.
“Ock, hhhk….”
Her hymen tore helplessly, and the pain of being deflowered washed over her.
Rin’s nose scrunched up.
Her six tails stood on end, sharp and stiff.
Though it was her lower mouth that the cock had entered, her upper mouth opened on its own as if synchronized, letting out a moan.
Even if Rin was a gumiho, her body was still brand new, untouched by a man. Karami’s member, with its decent thickness and long curve, was larger than the average man’s.
For a virgin, taking it all at once was a bit much.
Fortunately, her pelvis had widened as she grew. Her uterus, anticipating copulation, rose to accept the male, and her vaginal canal expanded.
Rin’s gumiho body reacted to the first cock it had ever received.
It pumped furiously, endlessly refilling her slick.
An infinite supply of lubricant gushed out.
Insertion became much smoother.
As she continued to lower her hips, his cock slid down her slick walls.
Finally, she swallowed him to the root.
Schlorp.
Her plump, parted lips of flesh met Karami’s groin.
The flood of her juices created a sound much like a kiss.
“Haaaaah…”
Rin’s neck arched back gracefully. With a straight line now formed from her mouth to her lower entrance, the stimulation of his entry was converted into a hot breath that escaped her lips.
Rin looked down at Karami.
She placed a hand on her own stomach.
“Master… look at this. We’ve become completely one.”
Her narrow passage was filled to the brim with his cock. If she pressed her soft belly with a finger, she could feel his member piercing through her. The pressure in her lower abdomen made it difficult to even move.
But she was a gumiho.
The most exquisite of all vessels.
She was born with a body optimized for devouring men. No other female in the world could compare.
Her entire vaginal wall squirmed, contracting and relaxing, molding itself into the optimal shape to please a man.
The thickness and length of his cock.
The position of his prominent veins.
Even his pulse and searing heat.
Like two puzzle pieces fitting perfectly together.
His cock and her pussy formed a perfect pair, creating what could only be described as a pussy made exclusively for Karami.
“Hooo…”
With her insides now molded to fit his cock, Rin could breathe a little easier. She took a deep breath, placing her hands on Karami’s stomach for support.
Slowly, she lifted her hips.
Sshluuurp.
“Hnngh!”
Down again.
Thwump.
“Hyaek…”
Up again.
“Hiiik…!”
Down again.
“Ohk!”
Rin cried out, her mouth agape.
Her toes curled instinctively.
Her face melted, her crimson tongue lolling out.
A string of thick saliva slid down her chin.
This was unbelievable.
When she pulled out, his glans scraped against her vaginal walls.
The sensation of her inner lining being dragged along was exquisitely thrilling.
It felt like goosebumps erupting all over her skin.
When she pushed down, the hot slab of meat pushed aside her defenseless inner flesh, filling the empty space completely.
He was so long that he reached her very end, and the upward curve of his cock was shaped to perfectly kiss her cervix.
Normally, touching the cervix would cause pain.
For a moment, her insides clenched tight enough to sever his cock.
But Rin’s gumiho body was superior.
It converted the pain of intercourse into pleasure.
All that was left was the stimulation of her inner walls, a place her fingers could never reach, a place that had never known pleasure. A torrent of ecstasy, incomparable to masturbation, washed over her again and again.
She now understood in an instant why people said they were helpless once impaled on a cock.
If she had known it was like this, she would have pounced on him sooner. She’d wasted half her life.
Rin’s thrusts gradually picked up speed.
If at first she was just letting the horse carry her, now she was riding it herself.
Squoosh.
Thwump.
Squooosh.
Thwuuump…
Rin’s movements stabilized.
Her body instinctively began to explore for the spots that felt good.
She made minute adjustments to her posture and angle, testing which part of her inner walls gave the most pleasure.
‘Ah. Right there.’
She found it.
The best spot.
She memorized the position, locking it in.
‘I understand completely.’
This wasn't her usual habit of spouting nonsense to get out of a crisis.
It was literal. For the first time in her life, she understood something completely.
The fact that she had this epiphany while raping a man was probably a tragedy from Karami’s perspective.
She’d found the pleasure button.
All that was left was to chase her carnal desires.
Rin began to buck her hips in earnest.
At a speed like a horse galloping across a meadow.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thump!
“Haang! Hngh! Haang! Haaaang!”
Her vulgar cries were like the howls of a beast.
Those who taste pleasure always seek greater pleasure.
Rin’s merciless hip movements, knowing no restraint, repeated over and over.
Each time, her plump buttocks slapped against his pubic bone, and her firm breasts bounced elastically up and down.
The freshness of a virgin was nowhere to be found.
This was no longer an act of sexual service.
It was an act of exploring her own pleasure.
Saliva, steeped in ecstasy, slid from the corner of her mouth like a silver thread. At their point of connection, a sticky mixture of her slick and his pre-cum clung between them like a spider’s web.
“Hah, hah…”
Lost in a trance as she rocked her hips, Rin swept her sweat-drenched bangs aside. As her head fell, her gaze landed on Karami.
His peaceful face, sleeping without a care in the world.
Below, a violent fucking was in full swing, his cock completely exposed.
His body was honest, though; she could feel his cock twitching every so often.
Her weak master.
And yet, her strong master.
The master who was always there for her.
The one who always extended a hand whenever she was drowning in misfortune.
‘How could I not love him?’
This situation, where she could handle and violate him as she pleased, amplified Rin’s twisted passion. The amplified passion exploded like a bomb.
“Hngh?!”
A collaboration of physical and emotional pleasure shot down her spine like a lightning bolt. Rin hastily pulled off his cock, bucking her hips forward and clutching the sheets as if to tear them.
Spurt! Fwoosh!
A water gun of her juices shot out as her hips bucked.
It rained down on Karami.
From his face to his upper body, he was drenched in Rin’s fluids.
“Hehk, hehk…”
This orgasm must have been quite intense, as the taut muscles of her thighs trembled. Her hips convulsed, shaking loose the slick that had pooled inside her.
Her first time.
And for a virgin to reach climax in a cowgirl position, no less.
Rin was truly born with the DNA of a female in heat.
As the afterglow of the storming orgasm slowly subsided and her reason returned, Rin noticed what she had done to her master.
But her reason had been strangled by pleasure long ago, so she felt no remorse. Only a base passion ruled her emotions.
When she saw the fluid on his lips trickle into his mouth…
“Hnngh!”
Rin felt an indescribable thrill.
She gazed at Karami with loving eyes dripping with honey. Then, his lips, glistening with her fluids, caught her eye.
She had heard that people in love press their lips together. They called it a kiss, she was sure. For her and her master, it would certainly apply.
Rin leaned down, about to press her lips against Karami’s.
“…”
She stopped midway.
She wanted to do this when her master was awake.
She wanted him to whisper that he loved her in her ear.
She wanted him to gently stroke her hair and kiss her.
That would be the greatest happiness.
For that moment, she miraculously held back the surging desire.
Instead, she would reward herself for her patience.
She shifted her position slightly.
Still on top, but where before she had supported herself on Karami’s body, this time she used the bed.
Rin, who had her calves pressed to the bed, squatted down as if to urinate.
In that position, she leaned her upper body back, placing her hands behind her on the bed for support.
She reinserted his cock into her pussy.
Letting out a light, giddy laugh, Rin glanced at Karami’s face.
She spread her legs as wide as they could go.
“Master, look. Your thing is piercing right through Rin’s body.”
She exposed their connection as if to show it off.
It was a pose so vulgar that the word ‘lewd’ couldn't begin to describe it. The petals of her folds and her plump flesh were spread wide, the pinnacle of obscenity as she swallowed his cock.
Rin began to move again.
It was not an easy position by any means.
Before, she had put her weight on him and used only her hips and pelvis. Now, she had to use her entire body.
She supported herself with her arms and legs to keep from collapsing.
She had to straighten her arms and legs in time with her thrusts, moving her hips as well.
Furthermore, if he were shorter, his cock would have popped out as she pulled back. But Karami’s was quite long, so that didn’t happen.
Added to that was Rin’s exceptional skill in sex.
Teach her one thing, and she’d master ten.
Thanks to that, their pleasurable intercourse proceeded without a hitch.
The various mixed fluids frothed, and as she moved her hips, flesh slapped against flesh, creating obscene sounds.
The bed shook violently, the frame groaning in protest.
“I love you, Master. I love you. I love you.”
A one-sided declaration of affection to an audience of none.
As if she had maxed out a sex-related trait, Rin evolved with every thrust. Her monotonous up-and-down hip movements began to trace elegant circles.
Her vaginal folds squirmed, stimulating his member from all sides as if to wring out every last drop.
“Ah.”
The sensation of his cock swelling inside her.
It throbbed roughly, pounding against her vaginal walls.
Even in his unconscious state, Karami’s hips bucked, and pressing the head of his cock firmly against her cervix, he unleashed a torrent of milky white fluid.
Gush! Gush!
His second ejaculation. But because he had been celibate for so long, the volume was considerable. It poured out as if to impregnate her, hammering against her uterus.
When a male ejaculates, it is only natural for the female to receive it. Her cervix puckered its lips, sucking in the semen like a dropper.
Her womb filled to bursting with his seed.
The womb, receiving semen for the first time in its life, squirmed and deftly extracted only the life force it needed.
“…Huh? Huh?”
Suddenly, a searing heat flared in her lower abdomen.
Rin felt that something was wrong.
She was used to feeling pleasure when she absorbed essence, especially Karami’s.
But this was pure, 100% concentrated life force, absorbed from semen, the very source of life.
The stimulation from absorbing it was unlike any pleasure Rin had ever experienced in her entire life.
“Ngh! Wait…! Ughiiik… Hyaaaaaaaaah!”
An indescribable jolt, like sticking a pair of chopsticks into an electrical socket, erupted through her.
The vulgar howl of a female, neither lewd nor sensual, echoed through the city.