Chapter 13 - Fallen into a Sex Slave (Complete)
Mating press. Ah, what a delicious ring that phrase has! Just saying it lifts my spirits, and imagining it soaks me right through. "Ma, mating press...?" Ivan, sprawled out in front of me after his utterly futile surrender, jolted at the words, trembling like a leaf. Heh heh, is he scared because he has no idea what's coming? So young and naive—innocent, maybe? Ah, I'd love to see him do a naked dogeza too. But maybe skip the mating press and make him try that first? Tsk, no. Gotta do what I want most right away.
Dogeza is when you prostrate yourself flat on the ground to apologize to someone—Japanese for something like "prostration of atonement."
Like that kid in that manga, if he'd begged me naked on his knees, I might've spared him the mating press. In Oskew Mange I read recently, there's this adult who looks just like that brat, a disrespectful little shota who gets captured by a woman and brutally raped, just like Ivan. By the mid-to-late story, the kid's totally broken for the heroine, doing naked dogeza and begging to be fucked even harder...
At least if you're surrendering, wouldn't it be better to do something sincere like that instead of bland crap like "sis"? He can't even think of something this simple. Has all his brain nutrients gone straight to his dick?
What an idiot. Well, even if he did, I'd just flip him over and pound his ass mercilessly anyway. Sincerity or not, that's a fact.
"Fine." I wriggled into the position I'd seen online once. First, I bent Ivan's waist and legs upward, pressing our bodies as tight as possible against each other.
"H-Heavyyy...!" Completely pinned beneath me, Ivan groaned with a pained face. Not my problem, though. What right does my personal dildo have to complain?
"D-Don't, don't do this! My back hurts, my legs hurt...!"
"Hehe, stay still! You'll feel good soon enough!"
Perfect mating press achieved. Now just thrust my hips to fuck him senseless. I shoved his slipped-out cock back inside... Schluuuurp—ah, that familiar lewd sound echoed from my pussy. Haaaah... My body tingles all over. This dick is insane every single time. From the moment it slides in, it scrapes my walls guuuh-guuh, churning my insides wildly! And that length—it hits my cervix dead-on, kissing it with the tip... Everything about it is flawless. Perfect.
Plus, something this huge should hurt my pussy, right? Not at all. If anything, forcing it sideways like this amps up the pleasure.
"Huuuugh!" Juices squirt from my pussy like crazy.
It might look pathetic, but once a woman experiences this, resistance is futile. A universal cock, through and through. Haa, how can something be this fucking good? If angels in heaven had dicks, it'd feel like this.
It's mine now. Mine. All mine... No one's taking it away. I wrapped my arms around Ivan's back, pulling him into a tight embrace. Warmth radiated from his small, pale body.
"Gonna fuck you hard now, got it? Mating press time? Yeah? Gonna milk every last drop of your seed. You hear me, my little Ivan?"
"N-Nooo!"
Like I need permission from the owner of this baby batter keg. I slammed my hips down hard—thud! Ivan's waist bucked upward dramatically.
"Aaaah!"
"Haaah, haaah, haaah, huuugh!" Who knew a shota dick could make me cum like this... Aren't small guys supposed to have tiny ones by rule?! Hngh, fuuuck! So good! Chasing more pleasure, I pounded down even harder. Squelch-thud, squelch-thud, squelch-thud, squelch-thud. Ivan's body rocked in rhythm.
"N-Nooo, my head, my head's going craaazy!"
"Hngh, hngh, hngh, fuuuck!" I moaned almost sobbing, shaking my hips nonstop. But I couldn't stop—the more I moved, the more indescribable ecstasy bloomed inside me. Ah, this is nuts. I might never live a normal life again... Just getting fucked by a dick has half-ruined my mind. Even hardcore coke couldn't scratch my iron will, but this cock shatters it the instant it enters.
No going back now... Like crossing an irreversible river. Can I even call myself a hero anymore? How can a woman dick-drunk like this be a noble hero? Other heroes vent on villains with a quick handy at most. I'm rolling my eyes and draining three loads in a row.
Haaaah... Again, again! Cumming! This shota monster cock pressing my womb—I'm cummiiiing!
"Nngh!"
"Mmph, gonna suck your lips dry, eat 'em up..." Chuuuurp, chuuup, chuuup. I forced his mouth open, plunging my tongue inside. I savored my lust, slurping the sweet honey flooding his mouth.
Schluuurp, schluuurp, schluuurp, schluuurp. Of course, I kept pistoning my hips relentlessly. Thanks to that, cute little Ivan was reduced to a flesh doll beneath me, only whimpering ooh, oooh like a slut. Ah, can't hold back... Even as I fuck him hard, that face begs for more.
"Pahaa... Hngh, haa... But hey, don't you owe me an apology?"
"Heek, heeeugh!"
"Can't say anything but that, you moron? Fine, I'll fuck you harder then."
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Our thighs collided. My rock-hard quads smashed his skinny white sticks so hard, I half-expected bruises. The sound filled the room—but it wasn't just noise. The thick, musky scent of our bodies permeated everything. All thanks to our love's fruit.
"Heeeek, stooop...!"
Ivan pleaded with teary eyes for mercy. But holding back? Not woman enough for that. I answered by snapping my hips front-to-back even fiercer.
"Aaaaugh!"
His body thrashed like a fresh carp. The blonde, blue-eyed shota writhing in pussy-induced madness—priceless spectacle money couldn't buy. Schluuurp, schluuurp, schluuurp—hornier than ever, I drove in harder. His face, squashed against my glorious tits, was a sight.
"Heek, heeeek, heugh!"
Ivan wailed in a delirious, honey-sweet voice. No music could top this symphony. Haa, haa... The glans scraping my walls drives me wild, but that cute crying hooks my ears, heightening everything.
"Haa, haaah, fucking perfect. This diiiick! Insaaaane!"
Sex-wise, it's flawless everywhere. Built like a fucking machine? Hngh, hngh—every plunge from this fat head warps my mind! My whole body itches like bugs crawling. But I don't hate it; it feels good. Ah, here it comes for real... Spuuurt, spuuurt, spuuurt! Pussy juice erupted from our joined parts like a geyser.
"Nngh!"
Superhuman body or not, my squirt shot forward like piss streams. Splashing Ivan's face, defiling his pale, pretty features.
"N-No more!"
"No way!" Smack, smack, smack, smack! His waist shook like a tree in a typhoon. Those golden brows quivered, screaming how pussy-drenched he was.
"Huu, huu, huuu! Apologize to meee!"
"A-Apolo...?"
I paused my hips to catch my breath. Sanity flickering back, Ivan's bright eyes cleared a bit.
"Like I said earlier, you owe me an apology."
Sudden words made his big eyes spin. Scrambling for excuses.
"I-If it's the cat...?"
"Not that."
"Th-Then, making your ears bleed...?"
"Nope."
"Then I d-don't know."
Hah, what a dumb kid. Never worked a day in society? Tsk, hate spelling it out.
"You really don't get it?"
"H-How could I...?"
"Listen up. Your sin is..." I leaned to his ear—for maximum torment. "Being born so fucking fuckable, yeah? Born so goddamn tasty—that's your crime."
"Th-That doesn't even make sense...!"
"Then apologize to sis—no, your master. Come on, say it: 'Sorry for being born so rapeable.'"
Hah, yes—that face! Built up to this just to see it! Look at that despair-soaked mug. Already pale, now ghostly white.
"You want me to say that shit? F-Fuck... Ogurk! O-Okay, fine! I'll do it! Just stooop! Stop iiiit!"
Acting tough? I slammed harder—he surrendered instantly. So adorably tearful, commendable even.
"S-Sorryyy! I was b-born so rapeable! I'm soooorryyy!"
"Close enough. Good boy. Now cum!"
Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack— Thighs exploded against each other, filling the room. Overwhelmed by pleasure, Ivan chin-up, shuddering violently.
"Huu, huu! Cum! Fill me uuuup!"
"Nngh!"
Spurt-spurt-spurt-spuuuurt—! Finally, Ivan unleashed thick semen. Straight into my already-packed womb—100% pregnancy declaration! Spent, he slumped limp.
"Hngh... hngh..."
"Haa, haa, haa... W-Whew, that's enough for today?"
Me too—even my gym-honed body tires after such intense mating press. Rest today... Hehe, tomorrow onward...
With that, I used Ivan as my bed and drifted off.