Chapter 114: Side Story) The Slave Who Devours Her Master (6)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 114: Side Story) The Slave Who Devours Her Master (6)
“Hah, haah, haah…”
Rin panted raggedly.
The position was demanding, and as her strength waned, her upper body fell back. She found herself lying flat, staring up at the sky.
Her body went limp, as if becoming one with the bed.
Strands of sweat-soaked hair clung to her breasts, which were as soft as pudding and sagged under the pull of gravity.
They rose and fell with every breath she took.
Her pupils stared blankly at the patterns on the ceiling.
She was basking in the afterglow of her climax, like soaking in the warm afternoon sun.
Even for a gumiho, the peak of her first sexual encounter had been intense.
After unleashing all her lust, her strength completely drained away.
She didn’t want to do anything.
A sense of languor enveloped her entire body.
It felt like it would be heavenly to fall asleep right then and there, but she had to clean up. Otherwise, the evidence of their tryst would be discovered.
“Nngh…”
Rin forced her heavy upper body to sit up.
The semen that had pooled inside her trickled out.
She cupped her hand to catch it.
A thick, viscous fluid.
Having been drained of its life force, it had lost its vitality.
To a lust demon, it was worthless trash.
But Rin lapped at the semen as a cat would lap at water.
“Hnng.”
Even this was a special treat for her.
She licked her palm clean, not leaving a single drop behind.
Now, all that was left was to clean up…
“M-Master?!”
Karami, who hadn't moved an inch even as Rin rode him, grinding her hips furiously, was suddenly awake. He was staring straight at her.
“M-Master! Th-this isn’t what it looks like…!”
Panicked, Rin began to babble incoherently, trying to cast a spell out of desperation, but Karami didn’t even flinch. Had his resistance somehow grown in that short time?
As her panic mounted, Rin suddenly noticed something strange.
“M-Master…?”
Rin cautiously checked Karami’s condition.
When she moved her head, his pupils didn’t follow.
His eyes, fixed on the empty air, were unfocused.
He reacted like someone sleepwalking.
Did I make a huge mistake?
Is something wrong with him?
Should I call a doctor?
Just as Rin was wringing her hands, unsure of what to do…
Whoosh!
“Ah?”
Karami lunged at her in an instant.
He pressed down firmly on the back of her head with his hand.
“M-Master?!”
What was happening now?
Karami was pouncing on her.
Her mind struggling to catch up, Rin noticed his cock, which was still erect despite him having come twice already.
In fact, it was even bigger than before, the veins bulging grotesquely.
Karami began thrusting his hips into the air, fucking nothing.
With each movement, his lost cock bobbed up and down.
Only then did Rin realize what was happening to Karami.
“Master~ Still not satisfied, are you?”
The gumiho’s pheromones had seduced Karami’s subconscious.
Rin didn’t mind going for another round.
If anything, she felt she hadn’t had quite enough.
Presenting her rear to Karami, she swayed her hips, a seductive little wiggle.
“Look at this, Master. It’s Rin’s ass. Don’t you want to devour it?”
Rin imbued her words with spiritual power.
Her sweet voice, like melted sugar, clung stickily to Karami’s eardrums.
“Go on. Shove it deep inside Rin and mess me up, just like you want.”
Rin placed her hands under her buttocks.
She spread her cheeks.
Her cunt, drenched in semen, and her pale, pinkish asshole appeared as if playing peek-a-boo.
Her sensual, pink opening quivered.
As if beckoning him to enter.
Since Karami was incapable of delicate movements, Rin grabbed his cock and guided it into position. Moved by his slave’s devotion, the unconscious Karami surrendered to his instincts.
Shove!
“Oogh!”
An insertion without a shred of consideration.
His cock pierced her all the way to her cervix in a single thrust.
Rin’s head snapped back and her legs flew up.
Her body arched like a bow, a well-worn cliché brought to life. His cock, now a single arrow, began to stab mercilessly into her body.
“Oof! Ugh! Oogh!”
Rin let out raw, guttural moans that rose from the very back of her throat.
There was no trace of civility in them.
The intensity of the pleasure was on a completely different level.
This was because there were several things Rin had overlooked.
First, the angle had changed.
The head of his cock, which had been prodding her belly, was now striking her back.
While it stimulated different membranes, the crucial point was that Rin was a beastkin.
She had a tail, an extremely sensitive part for an animal.
With Karami’s already curved cock thrusting into her from behind, the stimulation was sent directly to her tailbone.
Second, the cowgirl position was generally led by the woman, allowing her to control the tempo and depth of penetration as she pleased.
But now, they were in doggy style. A vulnerable position that exposed every shameful part of her to the man. The control was now his, and the only resistance a woman could offer was to flail her limbs.
If Karami had been in his right mind, he would have exercised restraint, but he was unconscious. His reason, which would have shown consideration for Rin, was crushed under the male instinct to indulge in pleasure, buried deeper than the abyss.
Once he’s fucking you, you can’t move.
Rin was forced to experience the truth of that saying firsthand.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“Hnng! Haaah! Haaang!”
Karami, surrendering to his instincts, moved his hips with a crushing force.
Like a flogging. Karami’s pubic bone slapped against Rin’s buttocks.
The head of his cock, never fully withdrawing, scraped against her vaginal walls, dragging out the semen that had pooled deep within her womb.
Karami’s glazed eyes followed her swaying tails.
As if tempted, he casually bit the pure white tip of one.
“Kyaaah!”
Rin convulsed as if electrocuted.
She tried to pull the tail away with her hands, but she had six of them.
When she freed one, he bit another. When she freed that one, he bit yet another.
It was in that moment that Rin realized her tails could be erogenous zones.
Press!
“Mmph?!”
Karami pushed her head down.
Rin’s face was buried in the bed, making it hard to even breathe.
“Mmph! Mmmph! Puha! M-Master…! W-wait a secon—!”
The composed fox’s demeanor was shattered by the relentless pistoning.
The position made it impossible to push Karami away, and she couldn’t muster any strength in the first place.
He was fucking her so brutally she felt like her womb would bruise.
Th-this is strange…
No matter how much a gumiho could stir a man’s heart, Karami’s actions were far too aggressive. There was no trace of his usual demeanor.
Wasn’t he like a monkey that only knew how to thrust its hips?
Here, the third thing Rin had overlooked was revealed.
The enclosed space was filled with a hazy steam.
Most of it was her own bodily fluids and breath.
With every inhale, the undiluted, obscene air filled her lungs and traveled to her brain.
The secretions of a lust demon like a gumiho or a succubus had the effect of amplifying lust in both men and women. They were living aphrodisiac factories.
However, it wasn’t a simple incitement of lust.
If the amplified sexual desire was unleashed indiscriminately, the lust demon itself could be endangered.
Thus, they had evolved a special trait: to arouse the subject in a way the demon desires. In other words, they cast a mind-control-like spell to manipulate the target’s will.
In most cases, to make them easier for the lust demon to handle, those who absorbed the secretions would lose their strength. They would be pinned beneath the lust demon and milked dry until they died.
Normally, Rin’s secretions would have had such properties, but her partner was Karami, and she was his slave.
The submissive nature unique to a slave.
A dark desire to be treated roughly, just once, by the always-gentle Karami.
Although she had been unable to contain her lust and had pounced on Karami today, she had secretly hoped he would use her as an outlet for his own desires first.
In other words, being forcibly taken by Karami like this was Rin’s twisted sexual fantasy.
“Haaang! Haaang! Haaaaang~♡”
Even if Karami’s lust was amplified.
Even if Rin was impaled on his cock like a skewer.
The difference in their strength was not even debatable.
If they were placed on a scale, Karami’s side would be flung into space.
Despite this, Rin only repeated the word “no,” never even attempting any real resistance. This entire situation was a product of Rin’s subconscious.
Because, the moment she acknowledged she was enjoying it, it would no longer feel like being violated, would it?
The pleasure and the fun would plummet.
Her subconscious psychology manifested like a spell, shaking her thoughts.
Right now, Rin truly believed she was being raped.
Of course, this was only true for her reason-based thoughts; the body always tells the truth.
While her upper mouth was saying no, her lower mouth was gushing sweet nectar.
Her eyes and lips curved into an arc without her even realizing it. The flames of ecstasy blazed in her pupils as she watched Karami. Just like a dance.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
A tolling like the ringing of the New Year’s bell.
Each time his cock struck her womb, the vibrations echoed through her body with a resonant hum.
“Hah… Ugh! Oogh…!”
With her face buried in the bed, it was difficult to get enough oxygen.
The lack of oxygen to her brain made her dizzy, her mind hazy.
As if she had become a cloud, swimming across the sky.
Her limbs hung limp and powerless.
And yet, her insides still twitched, tightening around his cock.
As Rin thrashed in the waves of pleasure, a trickle of blood ran from her nose.
The tempo of Karami’s pounding, which had been battering her womb, suddenly quickened. It also grew harder.
There was no need to say what was happening. Karami slammed his hips down with all his might, enough to drive Rin into the mattress.
He pressed his cock against her cervix and began to pour his semen directly into her. Her empty insides were once again injected with gushing loads of seed.
Once, twice, three times.
Rin’s hips twitched in time with his release.
Even though she knew she shouldn’t this time.
Her body instinctively craved the life force.
Without fail, she absorbed the vitality from his semen.
Rin reached the peak of climax once more, her body spasming intermittently.
“Aaaahhh… Aaaah…”
Her voice was hoarse from screaming for so long.
Now, she could barely even manage a moan.
Drip…
The area below her waist grew damp as the bed became soaked.
Karami’s body collapsed on top of Rin’s twitching, frog-like form.
His cock, once hard as steel, went soft inside her.
Finally able to breathe, Rin gasped, sucking in oxygen.
She barely managed to hold on to her fading consciousness.
I have to clean up, she told herself, as if under hypnosis, forcing her mind awake.
And yet, another thought surfaced.
Sex… Sex is the best…
This was sex.
This was a meal.