Chapter 57
Chapter 57
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 57
Chapter Title: (Light Femdom Warning) Chapter 4 - Turn Around
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4:32 PM.
"Gurk— Ack—"
Crow was being raped to an excessive degree. This had gone far beyond mere rough sex; he was enduring a time of agony nearly unto death, taking all of Orca's rage and lust upon himself.
"Does it feel that good? You filthy bastard..."
Orca rambled on as she pleased while pounding down on Crow from above. Her heavy, elastic buttocks shook up and down in succession, as if they would crush his pelvis.
"Cum it all out...! Cum every last drop!"
Even when he flailed his arms to try striking her,
she swatted them away with ease and delivered punishment in return.
Every single touch
earned him three slaps across the cheek.
Crow felt his already muddled mind breaking down even further. Each slap made his entire body and all his senses quake.
"Die! Just die already!"
There were times when Orca shook her hips while outright choking him. Due to her clumsy strangling, Crow teetered on the brink of death over and over.
"Haa, you dirty villain bastard..."
Splurt—
After he trembled and squeezed out the semen bit by bit, Orca would pause the rape for a moment, sitting on the sofa and contentedly stroking her lower belly.
"Well, what sin does the child about to be born have? Right?"
Watching her, Crow twitched his fingers weakly with dead eyes. Breathing itself was an effort, so he managed only the shallowest, most labored gasps.
"I'll raise it well. Think of this as my final consideration for you. Instead of trash like you, who's fallen into an irredeemable villain, I'll diligently bring up our child."
She said it on purpose. Glaring sidelong, Orca watched for Crow's reaction, wanting to see him fret over the baby growing in her belly.
Not the response she wanted, but Crow hacked painfully in succession, drool dripping wretchedly from his mouth.
That was enough to satisfy Orca. The man she had once admired and looked up to had plummeted and debased himself to the point where she could grasp him fully. Now his limp cock trembled pathetically in her office.
"Feels good, huh? Yeah, it must. You're just a low-quality slut bastard who can't even be satisfied without that cheap pleasure."
Orca strode over again, roughly seizing Crow's lower body in her hand and kneading it mockingly.
"Even me getting pregnant like this is too luxurious for you. Bastards like you shouldn't spread their seed. How disgusting and filthy would that offspring turn out? If some ordinary woman instead of a righteous person like me were the mother, that kid would surely grow up a villain."
Even that stimulation made Crow erect again. The drug's effect was too potent. With one eye rolled back, he trembled on the verge of passing out.
A male erection couldn't be sustained forever. Over time, the blood pooling there tormented the man. If excessive, it could lead to necrosis in parts.
But because it was Crow,
because some of his recovery ability still lingered, he endured. Even that was weakening now, leaving him to dread what further pain and torment awaited.
"Get it properly hard."
Yet Orca remained unrelenting. Sensing the erection's rigidity and girth had diminished from before, she drove him without mercy.
"Words aren't cutting it, huh."
So she decided to try something straight out of a manga she'd read a few days ago. When a guy wouldn't get it up properly, stimulating the prostate from behind did the trick.
"...Turn around."
She could just clean his insides spotless with her ability first—
With such vague notions, she handled Crow.
"F... Fuck..."
Crow still resisted coarsely. So Orca wasted no more time flipping him over, propping up his ass, then slipping in...
...the tip of her finger and activating her ability. Describing the process in detail was difficult.
In his already hypersensitive state, Crow felt Orca's [Disposal] in full. It felt like his brain would burst.
And it didn't end there. Orca pondered shoving her finger deeper or pressing her lips directly to it, then buried her face in his rear to sate her twisted lust, using her tongue and lips.
An unfamiliar sensation washed over him. His front clearly swelled to bursting, yet his face suggested he could drop dead any second.
But surprisingly, Orca
seemed to take a liking to the devoted act,
sitting there briefly with her flushed face, licking and sucking Crow relentlessly. Savored fully, the sensation of enjoying every part of him wasn't half bad.
Once his cock seemed hard enough, she'd flip his body back over and resume the intercourse. The moment she paused even briefly, she'd no doubt stubbornly rim him again with her tongue.
"Eh— Gurk—"
Crow let out strange noises as he convulsed. A genuine seizure this time. Unlike Lily's performative ones, his body truly hit its limit, jerking repeatedly.
Yet Orca didn't stop.
Instead, she crushed him beneath her weight,
filling her womb to the brim with the filthy villain's seed right up to the end.
"Huu..."
It wasn't merely her lust driving this.
Three days prior,
the warden had added a note to the pregnancy fiasco with Crow and Creep.
Higher-ups wanted various data derived from exploiting Crow. Thus, despite him being the sole male hero, they wished to maintain indifference and observe proceedings.
Of course, Orca wanted to pull Crow into solitary confinement and make him her personal teaching aid or husband material. That would normalize the prison and bring happiness to both her and Crow.
But the warden requested avoiding solitary use as much as possible. Orca couldn't easily refuse the higher-ups.
No matter her power inside the prison, outright defying the warden risked her own position.
"Haa... Cum inside... All of it..."
Thus, Orca had one solution in mind to resolve everything. Instead of Creep or other filthy villains, she would bear Crow's child herself.
That way, they could verify if second-generation superpowered beings could be born, and she could reform his corrupted mindset. She would truly claim that beautiful Crow for herself.
"All of it... You dirty villain bastard..."
Of course, that wasn't the end. After finishing multiple creampies, Orca would inject more drugs into his body.
The drugs, laced with a touch of Scardi's malice, were slowly killing Crow. His addiction symptoms would worsen, and his physical breakdown would accelerate.
"Aek— Kek—"
In this extreme situation,
Crow's choice was.
"Lily, I'm back..."
A smile, gentleness,
noble self-sacrifice kept hidden.
One glance showed he was dying,
yet before other inmates or Lily, he never let it show—instead adopting an even more docile demeanor.
His anger flared only in front of Orca.
Elsewhere, he wore a wretched smile that begged the question of how he endured.
"Oppa."
Lily welled up seeing Crow return in tatters. But this time, it wasn't tears of sorrow or pain. They held emotion—admiration.
"Good work..."
Lily tightly hugged Crow, Orca's scent not yet fully washed away, then tugged his hand, urging him to the showers together.
Crow followed Lily without protest. They looked like father and daughter. Or like a senile, aged man and his devoted caregiver daughter...
"Kehk—"
During the shower, Crow spat up bloody phlegm. His internal organs were damaged, it seemed.
But inside the prison, no one cared about his organs. He'd recover anyway. Just give it time.
Yet Crow knew the bloody phlegm was merely an ill omen.
His healing ability was visibly weakening.
As body and mind crumbled together, his superpower grew hazy.
"Oppa."
Lily carefully washed his back as she spoke.
"I love you."
Crow painfully rinsed his mouth with water and mumbled.
"...Oppa too."
From here on, every day would be hell.
Yet Crow had to endure even longer. At minimum, until Lily left the prison—he had to stay alive and breathing, monopolizing others' attention.
"Shall we kiss?"
Only the shower's spray answered her. Crow offered no reply, merely turning to face Lily.
"I love you, Oppa."
In his most wretched state,
they shared a tender, heartfelt kiss.
Lily's lips were so soft and yielding that merely touching them filled Crow with guilt.
"I always love Oppa. At least I'm on your side."
Her words bound Crow like a curse.
The sole ally Lily—he could never abandon her.
Thus, his already thoroughly defiled body and tongue,
he yielded all to Lily in gratitude.
Love grows deeper and thicker
the nearer the trials approach.