Kidnapped Hero and Brainwashing Interrogation (Club: Unresisting Sex) (6)
Sex. The sex continues. Club's tight pussy accepts Villain No. 13's magnificent, superior cock, getting thoroughly ravaged by it.
Ugh... Nng... Hng... Ah... Hnng... Aaah...
Club's pussy, now accepting his penis even more smoothly and easily than before, clings to it in ecstasy every time No. 13's cock moves inside her. He savors her pussy to his heart's content, probing and rubbing its depths like he's exploring every inch.
His cock reaches all the way to the very end inside her with effortless ease, right up to the entrance of her womb. Thanks to that, Club is utterly lost in sensations she's never felt before—the direct friction against her innermost depths. Even without touching her womb, the way her writhing vaginal walls get kneaded and stroked by his thick, textured shaft is stimulation she simply can't endure.
Club can't think straight anymore. Endless sighs and pathetic moans spill from her lips.
"Aaah, ah...! No. 13... No. 13, no... Stop... Please stop... Ahuuu♡...!"
"I-I'm... going crazy... I don't know about this...! Ugh... Uuung... Kyaaa♡...!!"
Sadly, such pleas fall on deaf ears. No. 13's cock isn't satisfied yet—it craves to taste and rub her pussy even more intensely. Her cries and wishes go unheeded as his meat rod stirs her insides even more vigorously, swirling and thrusting wildly.
Club's pussy is hot inside, thick with sticky fluids. Her fresh, young flesh instinctively squeezes the intruding cock, and with every ragged breath she takes, the twitching of her vaginal walls betrays her state.
It's delicious. Feels damn good. He felt it back at the department store too, but fucking this hero fills him with a profound sense of conquest every time, leaving him deeply satisfied.
Man, what if she'd agreed to join us? Of course, he'd have fucked her no matter what, but if Club had accepted his offer just moments ago... the sex would've been way less intense, more gentle and considerate.
He wouldn't have been satisfied. That would've been a disaster. Ridiculous. The idea of fucking this damn hero and her damn dog pussy only halfway and calling it good?
"Club... Club...!"
"Hiiik...!"
No. 13 pulls Club into an embrace and flips her body around. He lifts her light frame onto the blanket-covered table, positioning her waist and pussy right at the edge for easier access. Her pussy ends up at the perfect height.
No. 13 moves his hips leisurely yet heavily, savoring her pussy with thick, deliberate thrusts. His hands also rub and tease her clit for extra stimulation.
Club screams in near-death ecstasy.
"Aaah, aaah, aaah~~!!! No, stop...!!"
Hwaaaaang~~!!
Club lets out a long wail of sigh and moan. Did she cum again? Even so, No. 13's penis and teasing fingers don't stop.
Club shakes her head frantically, pleading with him that this is wrong, that she'll hate him, begging for mercy, saying it's too good and she might die from the pleasure.
"It's fine, Club. Relax. Let go. It'll feel even better. Just surrender your body and mind to the pleasure."
No. 13 commands her softly. Her body goes limp in response, her pussy accepting his cock even more easily. A pleasure several times more intense than before floods her, robbing her of her senses. Tears of ecstasy overflow from her eyes...
Having enjoyed her pussy to his fill, No. 13 senses his limit approaching and changes his rhythm. He releases her clit, grabs her legs to hold them steady, and slams his hips—and cock—even more fiercely.
"Aaah, aaaaaaah~~!!"
In response to his movements, Club's sighs and tremors grow louder. Squish, squish, squish, squish, squish, squish, squish... Their bodies slap together with lewd pang, pang, pang, PANG...! sounds echoing out.
Her scream-like moans match the vulgar symphony of obscene noises filling the air without end.
Finally, No. 13's cock thuds! deep into her core. It trembles violently, then erupts with powerful spurts: gush... gush... gush...
"~~~~~~!!!"
Club grits her teeth, her body shaking. Her hands clutch the edge of the blanket beneath her. Her delicate, lovely face is smeared with tears of overflowing pleasure.
At last, No. 13 finishes ejaculating and pulls out. A thick string of white fluid bridges his cock and her pussy before snapping with a twang. Moments later, the semen pooled deep inside her pussy backflows and spuuurt... out.
When he spreads her pussy open, even more gushes forth—a spectacular sight in every way. A hero spreading her legs before a villain, semen leaking from her pussy...
"Haa... Hng... You came... inside again... so much..."
She seems to remember the department store incident. He'd flooded her womb back then too.
"You won't get pregnant, so it's fine. ...Probably?"
"......"
Club glares at No. 13. But the venom in her eyes has dulled compared to before. Besides, with her modest breasts exposed, semen leaking from her pussy, and her body reeking of sweat-mingled lewd pheromones, her glare is anything but scary.
No. 13 meets her gaze head-on while scooping up her body, still dripping semen from her pussy.
"Alright, let's move over there and keep going. The blanket helped, but the table's uncomfortable, right?"
".....?! Still... more...?!"
"Of course. You thought one round would be enough?"
At the department store, circumstances forced him to stop at one, but now? No distractions. And sure, he'd teased her flat chest earlier, but including those modest tits, Club was undeniably an attractive woman. No way one ejaculation would satisfy him.
"N-No... No more... I'll break... I'll go insane... No. 13, No. 13uuu...!"
She squirms weakly in his arms, pleading desperately. But what can he do? Her desperate eyes and voice only turn him on more. Despite her verbal resistance, she's practically seducing him.
Club stays cradled in his arms as he's carried to the back of the rest area, to the spacious sofa there. And just as he said, they resume—the interrupted deed continues.
The sex, the sticky session of lust and desire, stretches on...
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The sex with Club drags on for quite a while longer.
No. 13 had taken the aphrodisiac Dorothy gave him earlier that day. Her potions are incredibly potent—one dose lets him cum around ten times without issue that night. As an Awakener with exceptional stamina and virility to begin with, he can push it to 1.5 times that, or even double depending on his condition. With proper rests in between, even more is possible.
Not that he'll need to go that far, probably.
Anyway, Club ends up bearing the full brunt of No. 13's natural prowess amplified by Dorothy's aphrodisiac—a real ordeal for her in every sense.
Uee... O... Oo... Ooo... Haa...
And the pathetic result, the wretched aftermath, is this scene of devastation before him.
Her face, chest, stomach, pussy... nearly her entire body is covered in thick traces of semen, and a lewd stench emanates from every inch of her. Club lies sprawled obscenely on the bed-like wide sofa.
Her body, marked by the endless chain of pleasure that refused to end. The aftershocks of those orgasms linger, her body still twitching and spasming long after No. 13 freed her. Even without stimulation, her hips buck, and spurt! Sploosh! female ejaculate sprays out.
Well then, now...
No. 13 gazes at her gasping into the void for a moment, then pulls out the pre-prepared brainwashing drug and a handkerchief. He soaks the cloth and presses it over her mouth and nose, forcing her to inhale the fumes.
"......!"
A faint spark of resistance flickers from Club, but beyond Dorothy's prior brainwashing, she has no strength left to fight. She inevitably breathes in the drug deeply, and soon her will, consciousness, and reason all vanish completely. Even the light fades from her eyes.