Chapter 19 - Shota Complete Conquest
'I can't have sex with this woman anymore.' That's the solemn, resolute conclusion I've reached after getting fucked senseless for a whole week.
Yeah, sure, you could say I've enjoyed it plenty up till now, so why bitch about it suddenly? But I've finally—finally—realized, in my infinite stupidity, that any more sex with Min Eunjeong is a danger to both my body and my mind.
'I don't want to provoke her unnecessarily...' But this isn't about pride anymore. It's a crisis of dignity. I have no choice!
It's like being stranded in Siberia, running into a ferocious grizzly bear, and tossing it your rations to escape. No idea if it'll work, but when you don't wanna die, you do what you gotta do.
Anyway, I glance at Min Eunjeong sitting next to me on the sofa. She's staring blankly at the TV, her hand stroking the inside of my thigh, smooth and insistent.
"Eek!" Every rough squeeze on my inner thigh makes my body twitch involuntarily. I'm terrified she's about to grab my dick and fuck me right then and there.
Ah, fuck, I hate this for real... How dare some woman paw at a grown man's body like this? In my old era, this shit would never fly!
Real men do that sneaky stuff in bed with their wives, quietly and privately. What am I, a teddy bear? This tyranny is unbearable.
I glare at her with all the intensity I can muster, eyes narrowed fiercely.
"Eek..." Of course, it's just a puppy-dog stare boring into her. My eyes hurt, so I stop quick. But the point is, I did it. That's what matters.
Yeah, life's losers whine that process doesn't count—only results. But those result-obsessed fucks never succeed. Sure, you gotta deliver results too, but...
Anyway, enough life lessons. Suddenly, a burning question hits me about this zoning-out bitch next to me.
'Does this crazy woman have zero intention of ever leaving?' From what I know, she's ignored hero call signals just to stay and fuck me. She hasn't stepped out once.
Wait—does that mean she's ditched hero work entirely and is just holing up here fucking me all day? Holy shit! What a goddamn slut.
Chuck her civic duty in the dirt to satisfy her own urges? 'What kind of bitch is like this...' Not that a former mafia boss like me has room to talk.
Shouldn't heroes be out protecting citizens, running around busy as hell? And instead, she's obsessed with raping me... Has she abandoned her hero convictions entirely?
The old me would've despised a woman without principles like that. Now I hate her even more.
"Ivan."
As I'm trembling in fear at her absurd antics, she speaks up in a dry, flat tone. I whip my head toward her, startled.
"Let's fuck."
"Huh?"
"Strip now. Gonna fuck you sloppy right here. No condom needed, right?"
With that, she yanks off her top. Her massive tits strain against a black bra, impossible to ignore.
"Why the dumbass face? We went hard just a bit ago."
"Th-that's..."
"Oh, Doctor... my pussy hurts so bad inside. Poke this spot deep with your dick syringe. Hurry~"
Roleplay sex again? I just gawk at her ridiculous act, and she purrs seductively at me.
"Tch."
I stay put, so she clicks her tongue and slowly reaches for her underwear. Unlike her usual brute-force style, this must mean she liked yesterday's roleplay.
Smoothly, she pulls her black panties aside. Squelch—her plump pink pussy spreads wide, my cum from earlier oozing out.
'Too fucking stimulating...' Even after creaming inside her plenty already, my lower half throbs at the sight. I wanna jump up, slam into that hole, and pump her full of my genes.
'No, no! I just swore it off. No more fucking this woman!' Ivan, you dumb-dicked idiot, stay still. No weird thoughts, please!
With iron resolve, I meet her eyes squarely and declare:
"No!"
"What?"
"Sex—we did plenty earlier. I wanna rest a bit now."
"Rest? You?"
"You heard... Wait, no. Ahem, yeah, you heard right. No sex today. I'm tired!"
"Hah."
Good. No stumbles. Nearly let a curse slip, but I held it in. Look at that flustered face—I've notched my first win on a record full of losses!
"Why?"
"I told you—we did enough today. Don't wanna anymore..."
"So why?"
"What the—hey!"
Uh oh, the vibe's turning sour... Is she pissed? Nah, her face shows everything—if she were mad, it'd be obvious. This is nothing. A terrifyingly cold blank stare.
'Chills...' Some weird unease hits me; I shrink back in fear.
Just for refusing sex? Really?
"No sex?"
"Um, well..."
"Why not fuck?"
"Wh-why stare like that? It's scary! Stop..."
I thought I'd faced every horror in my past life—bloodthirsty killers, ghosts, rabid beasts. Even lame horror flicks never faze me anymore.
But now? Terror from a 30-something woman. A mere superhuman I'd shrug off back then.
"Eek!"
Bugs crawling all over my skin. Her overwhelming presence crushes my tiny body, making me feel utterly insignificant.
"Sex."
"Y-yes?"
"Sex."
She's not even human anymore. Eyes locked on me, repeating like a broken radio.
"Sex."
"If you're mad, just say it... Why repeat like an idiot?"
"Sex."
"No, seriously! What the hell is this?!"
Why's a grown-ass 30-year-old acting like this? Pouting with a scary face, looping the same word. Even a kid would realize how childish that is.
She's terrifying... but kinda pathetic too.
"Sex."
"Stop. Won't fuck you anyway."
"Sex."
"Keep going if you want. Don't care anymore."
Guess she won't touch me. Expected me to crack first? Pathetic.
I seal my lips and glare back at her pursed-mouth stare. Puppy eyes won't cut it, but it feels good to fight back!
"Sex."
She notices my silence and creeps closer. I try to scoot away, but her hand grabs me first.
I topple under her brute grip, pinned again.
'Hmph, words failed, so force it is? Typical.' No logic, just parroting like a moron. She's at her limit now.
Dumb brute bitch.
"Seeeex."
"Tomorrow, okay? Not tonight! Ngh, force won't scare me!"
"Sex."
Can't shake off a woman who could kill me easy. Helplessly, my arms get pinned overhead.
I kick my legs in defiance, signaling resistance. She shuts it down by planting her knee on my stomach.
"Urk!"
"Sex."
Perfectly subdued, I'm like a foundation stone—immobile as this red parrot assaults my ears endlessly.
This fucking bitch... Think I'll flinch?
"Sex, seex, sex, sex, sex, seeeeex."
"Goddamn it! Wanna fuck? Just force it, don't pull this retarded—"
"Sex, sex, sex, sex."
"Seriously, no, stooop..."
Then it hits. My body goes limp, drowsy. Consciousness fogs like hypnosis; strength drains away.
'Fuck, what's happening?' Now I look totally conquered. No way! Just from "sex" chants?
'I'm way deeper in danger than I thought!' Fucked daily since the gym, non-stop... But this far? Impossible!
"Sex."
"N-nooo..."
"Sex, right?"
"This isn't... my will!"
"Won't do it?"
Her solemn nagging hammers my brain through my ears, dismantling my defenses.
"Nngh..."
"Say no if you hate it. Or I'll just do it."
Rip—pants shredded off in a flash. She smacks her lips at my dormant monster.
"Springs right up."
She lowers slowly onto me. Hot cock slides deep into her pussy, bottoming out instantly.
"Haaang!"
Her head snaps back with a cute moan; pussy walls clamp my dick like they've been waiting.
"Urgh!"
My body curls like drying squid over a flame—well, toes and fingers curling tight.
Her deceptively plump folds chew my shaft greedily, toying relentlessly. Punishment for stalling?
Her pussy grinds meticulously, vengeful.
"Nngh..."
Body numb. Why can't I just say "no"? Words stick in my throat like molten metal hardened...
Have I fully submitted? Nah, even thinking that proves otherwise...
"Ah, you fucking slut, pussy feels that good? Little shit... Acting all coy, but your dick don't lie, huh?"
"No, this is..."
"Then what's your hips bucking for, you slut? Begging to get fucked."
What? I check—yep, my tiny body rocks up and down on its own.
"What the hell..."
"What else? Proof you're a horny little bitch."
Slurp—she laps my raised arms, white armpits. Never stops pistoning her pussy on my cock.
Squelch, squelch—air hisses with every thrust and pull. My body dances along.
"Fuuuuck noooo!"
Control my body! Get out from under her! Or I'll lose body and soul to this bitch—live panting from rape by a mere female!
'Can't let that happen!'
But she speeds up—squelch, squelch, squelch—rhythm intensifies. I'm sinking into the Min Eunjeong swamp, personality dissolving.
Struggling pulls me deeper. "Urgh!" Just tightens the noose.
My cock kisses her violent womb—smack, smack.
'Nooo...' Consciousness fades. Pride, past self—drifting away.
"Grraaah!"
Spurt, spuuurt—after shakes, I blast cum deep inside. Thick ropes lash her walls; she bucks her slim waist in sync.
"From now on, you're my cumdump. Dare rebel? When sis comes home from work, legs spread and wait. Got it?"
"Y-yes..."
I answer weakly.