The Hero Found Isabela's Weakness
This isn't some doll or anything. I thought that as I looked at Isabela, who showed no reaction whatsoever to my touch. Even after I forcibly spread her pussy and rubbed her clit, she didn't respond as if she felt nothing at all. The funny part was that she was fully aware of her position, so she followed my every command to the letter. Right now, the sight of her gripping her own thighs and spreading her legs wide was utterly lewd. The only downside was that her slit, which should have been overflowing with juices by now, was just barely wet.
"...Is it taking long?"
Perhaps because she'd held out better than expected, Isabela asked me that with a smug expression. Sure, her bland reaction had bruised my ego a bit, but at the same time, it ignited a competitive fire in me. If this had been an ordinary woman, I might have given up halfway. But Isabela's flawless beauty made it worth forcing her into all sorts of poses just to watch. Plus, thanks to events from my previous life, she still harbored emotions toward me. Even if they were mostly negative, our tangled history was far too deep for me to lose interest over a lack of reaction.
"You've got nowhere to be, right? Actually, I'd love to explore your body a bit more."
"...!"
My response caught her off guard, and I could see her face twist slightly. Her body might not react much, but those little changes in her expression were delicious, so I gazed at her with a satisfied smile.
"Queen, lift your hips."
"...In this position?"
"Ah, you can put your legs down, obviously. What I'm about to do now is taste your pussy."
"...!"
Isabela scowled at my words, but she soon assumed the pose I demanded. With her legs and head on the ground, she arched her waist into the air. I spread her thighs wide enough for me to slip between them and buried my face in her crotch.
"W-wait... what are you—?"
"I told you. I'm going to taste it."
Isabela hurriedly clamped her thighs, but I forced them apart as I spoke. Her thighs slowly parted, and I felt her pussy press against my lips. I kissed the impossibly soft folds—rivaling even those of the dark elves—and her body twitched faintly for the first time. Finally getting a proper reaction, I extended my tongue and began savoring her pussy slowly. My tongue slipped into the tightly closed slit, and soon a texture different from the outer skin teased my taste buds. Like I was devouring a delicacy, I lapped at her folds. Whether it was an elven trait or something unique to her, a fresh apple scent wafted up, and I teased her slightly protruding clit before thrusting my tongue straight into her hole.
"Nngh!"
A lewd gasp escaped Isabela's lips in that instant, spurring me on. Emboldened, I plunged my tongue deeper and more aggressively. Her pussy clung to the tip of my tongue, unaccustomed to any foreign intrusion—but only for a moment. Her quickened breaths steadied, and her pussy seemed to adapt to the unfamiliar sensation, her reactions fading once more. I pulled back from her saliva-slicked pussy and looked up at her face. She still wore a displeased frown, but a faint blush colored her pale cheeks.
Good, she's not completely numb after all.
I flashed her a deliberately sleazy grin, having noticed how she was forcibly suppressing her pleasure. That smile of mine might have mirrored the smug one she'd thrown at me earlier.
"Alright, since the queen seems so eager, I'll finally stick my cock in."
"Wh-who's eager? Nngh!"
I didn't let her finish her retort. My cock was already throbbing hard, and though her pussy was wet from my spit rather than her own arousal, it was plenty lubricated for entry. No need to slather it up further—I just forced my saliva-soaked cock into her pussy. No matter how hard she tried to hide her pleasure, she couldn't mask the pain. The tip met her hymen, and I tore through it in one brutal thrust. Her face contorted in agony.
"Kuh...!"
"Did it hurt? Sorry about that."
I said it to Isabela with zero remorse in my expression. Because I'd rammed in without any consideration, tears welled up in her eyes. Her lower half probably felt like it had been ripped open, burning fiercely, but her pussy clenched around my cock in desperate protest.
"Oh, the queen's pussy isn't half bad."
"Shut up with the nonsense and just cum already."
Isabela glared at me with eyes full of resentment and snapped those words. They stemmed from her grudge against the pain I'd inflicted, but I just sneered back.
"You sure about that?"
"...What do you mean?"
"No need to explain."
I addressed her confused look and began slamming my hips roughly. Her virgin pussy, not yet adjusted to a man's cock, flinched in shock at the sudden violent pistoning.
"Kuh... haa... it h-hurts...!!"
"Too bad. Normally, you'd need time to adapt and enjoy your first time, but since the queen said she was in a rush..."
I taunted her while brutally pounding her pussy. Isabela, who had been gritting her teeth against the pain, shot me a look like she wanted to kill me, but I ignored it completely. As my cock pistoned rapidly inside her, her inner walls instinctively contracted and relaxed in rhythm. But the pain overrode any pleasure, making her pussy spasm erratically—loosening when it should clench, gripping desperately when it should relax. That discord only amplified her suffering, of course.
"J-just... go easier...!"
It didn't take long for the noble elf queen to crumble under pain she'd never experienced before.
"Ah? Sorry, but if I want to cum quick, I can't help it."
I replied to her pleading gaze. A flicker of fear crossed her eyes, but she quickly schooled her features into stoic defiance, as if daring me to try. Smirking at her stubbornness, I redoubled my thrusts, filling the tent with her moans.
"Hngh... aaah... haa."
"If you keep groaning like that, I can't focus."
I told her that, and soon her moans quieted. She clenched her jaw, enduring the pain, her eyes locked on my face like she'd never forget this.
Hmm, not as fun as I thought?
Her reactions amused me plenty, but honestly, her pussy alone was a letdown. I hadn't expected miracles, but her haughty attitude had built some hype. There was nothing particularly elven about it, and purely in terms of pleasure, it fell short of Gania's. Of course, Isabela not enjoying it played a role. But with no intention of coddling her, I gave her my unfiltered verdict.
"All flash, no substance inside."
"Wh-what?"
"Truth is, your pussy is shitty."
Twitch.
For the first time, her pussy reacted properly to my words. It was like her pride had been wounded by being called tasteless—she sucked my cock right in.
"The reason I can't cum is all because of your worthless pussy, Isabela."
Her pussy reacted again. No, this time it felt like something gushed out from deep inside. Curiosity piqued, I watched her glare at me with wounded pride.
Could it be...?
That was when I finally grasped Isabela's weakness.