Chapter 17
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: First Time in This Wonderful Village (5)
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"...P-P-Please... m-make it... e-e-easier..."
She begged in a half-broken voice, but Eugene didn't stop.
"Didn't I tell you to go ahead and try?"
"Kuh...! Th-That... was...!"
As Eugene whispered, her body reacted on its own.
The pleasure she was experiencing for the first time.
Even when she'd used drugs to amplify sensation, it hadn't been like this...
Now, every time Eugene moved, a sensation like her spine was igniting her brain spread through her entire body.
"...I-I'm... s-sorry... I'll... a-apologize... p-please...!"
No matter how much she begged, he ignored it and thrust his cock in deep.
Each time his cock hit her womb, a twinge of pain mixed with overwhelming pleasure crashed over her.
"Oh? Then go on, apologize properly."
"Haah... Y-Young... m-master... f-forgive... me... I was... a-arrogant... haah... haah...!"
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
"...Haah... Wh-Why...! I'm... a-apologizing... haah...!"
This was different from any woman he'd been with before.
He wasn't using any special techniques or movements.
...Just the symbol of a superior male.
Forcing it in with raw power was enough to make her female instincts submit.
"Did you say something? Speak clearly, or I won't know."
"Haa... L-Like... this... haa... h-how... c-can... I..."
Splurt-!
"Kuh...! F-Forgive... me...!"
As Eugene moved, words of apology spilled from her lips unbidden.
"...Haah... F-For... being... arrogant... forgive... me... haa...!"
"Good. If you've done wrong, you take the punishment."
Splurt. Splurt.
Eugene picked up the pace.
"Haah... Y-You... liar... You said... you'd... go easy... if I... apologized... haah...!"
To resist the pleasure, she dug her nails into his back, but it was no use.
If anything, it only made Eugene's cock thrust faster and deeper.
"...Haah...!"
"Don't pass out on me."
"F-Forgive... haah...!"
...Her consciousness flickered away for a moment.
She had no idea how many times she'd cum already.
After twenty, she couldn't even count anymore.
Twitch-
At that moment, she felt his cock swelling even larger inside her.
This was her first time with a man, but her female instincts told her Eugene was close to cumming.
"...Haah... Y-Young master... not... inside... ha... haah...!"
"...Looks like you haven't reflected enough. Should we start over from the beginning?"
Start over... from the beginning?
A chill ran down her spine.
At this rate, she'd really die.
Her legs wrapped around Eugene's waist on their own, desperate to milk out his semen quickly.
"...Y-Young... master... cum... please... haah... quick... your... semen..."
"You want my cum that badly?"
"Haah... Y-Yes... p-please...! F-Fill me... with your... semen... young master...!"
Squeeze-
She'd never acted coy with a man, let alone a woman.
...But somehow.
For some strange reason.
She didn't hate it.
Her desperate pleading must have worked, because Eugene grabbed her waist and shoved his cock all the way in.
"...Haaaah!"
"Here it comes."
His short whisper in her ear.
Gush- Gush-.
At the same time, fireworks exploded in her womb.
"───────!"
Pleasure so intense it erased her sense of time.
Every hot spurt of semen against her womb brought ecstasy no toy could match, striking like lightning.
Only after what felt like an eternal ejaculation did Eugene release her waist.
"...Haa... haa... haa..."
Was this even possible?
She, who had experienced countless women as the owner of an erotica shop, was utterly drained after just one round.
Schlorp-
Then his cock slipped out of her pussy.
With it came the sensation that her guts were being dragged out, along with an eerie sense of regret.
"Ah... uh..."
Instinctively moaning at the loss, she stroked her belly, and Eugene's fingers trailed up her waist.
She tried not to react, but her hypersensitive body trembled and responded anyway.
"Haa... Th-That... tickles... haa..."
"Was the price enough?"
"E-Enough... s-so... please... stop now..."
Any more and she'd die.
She'd thought women saying they felt like dying during sex was just exaggeration.
But no.
'...I'll really die.'
It felt too good—like death.
She could practically taste what a death by ecstasy meant.
Drip-
Then she felt hot semen leaking from her pussy. Seeing proof of her first time with a man right there made her face flush.
She whipped her head away.
If she looked at Eugene now, she wouldn't be able to control her expression, so she rolled onto her back.
'F-Fuck...'
Her body still trembled from the lingering pleasure. She'd need to light up that calming pipe with the sedative herb.
The pipe sat on the table right beside the bed.
Close enough to reach with a stretch.
But...
"Now... for the tip."
The moment Eugene grabbed her waist and nibbled her ear...
Terror of the returning pleasure froze her body.
"N-No need... ah... I-I mean... r-really... no... I g-get it...! J-Just a short break! ...Y-Young master... please... just a moment... hnggh!!"
Tristia's moans filled the room.
"Hoo..."
He wiped the sweat from his brow and sighed.
Glancing beside him, he saw Tristia with her soul seemingly sucked out.
"...Heh... hehe... he... hehe..."
Only after five ejaculations could he finally calm down.
He wanted more, but following the Prince on the Bed trait for the last round had left her like this, so he had to stop.
Semen overflowing from her pussy—too much to fit in her womb—showed just how much he'd done.
"Tristia."
"...Heee..."
Calling her name got only moans and twitches, no reply.
A light slap on the cheek, groping her breasts—nothing.
No response.
'Did I go too far?'
Honestly, he felt like he could go five more times, so stopping here was restraint, right?
As he stroked his chin in thought, an idea to wake her struck him.
"...Get up soon, or we'll go again."
"N-No...! Ha... sob... j-just... a bit... r-really... really... no...!"
Whispering in her ear made her eyes snap open. Her whole body shuddered as she barely sat up.
Seeing her expected reaction, he smirked.
"Satisfied?"
"..."
Tristia glared at him.
"Guess not."
"I am! I'm satisfied! So stop!"
The moment he wrapped an arm around her waist, she shrieked. Then, with a fox-like pout, she said:
"...Young master... are you really human?"
As far as he knew, Eugene Calliope was 100% human.
He showed her his still-hard cock as proof.
"Want me to prove it again?"
"N-No, it's fine... You're human. Probably."
Tristia grabbed the pipe, stuffed in some dried herbs, and took a long drag.
Hoo-
Just inhaling the exhaled smoke seemed to lower her heart rate—real calming effect.
After smoking quietly for a bit, she calmed enough to revert to her initial speech.
"...Young master. I may not look it, but I'm way older than you. How about a little respect for your elders?"
"So, you hated it?"
"..."
She shot him a sulky glare but didn't answer, instead leaning her head lightly against his chest.
"...Don't get the wrong idea. Not because it was good. Just... tired."
Leaning on him like that, she smoked a while longer, then spoke as if remembering something.
"Oh, right. I didn't check on that girl."
Ah...
Truth be told, he'd almost forgotten too.
First-time sex had been so mind-meltingly good.
He'd never understood kings ruining countries over one woman.
Now he did.
...It's worth it.
Checking the magic mirror, the transparency was low so details were hazy, but she seemed asleep—eyes closed, unmoving.
"...Hmm, that's weird. Young master, let's go check."
Tristia got out of bed.
And.
Thud.
She collapsed straight to the floor.
"...?"
He looked at her like What are you doing? She gazed up, eyes teary with embarrassment.
"M-My back... gave out... C-Can't get up..."
"..."
He shook his head and helped her up. She wrapped around his waist and entrusted her body to him.
Creeeak-
He opened the door to the left room with Tristia.
"...Oh my. Was it a bit much?"
Seeing Lucia's state, Tristia covered her mouth.
It had been.
A bit much, apparently.
A puddle of mixed juices and urine pooled around the chair where Lucia was bound.
"Ah... ah... ahh... ah..."
...Lucia wasn't sleeping. She'd passed out from pleasure, her body lightly trembling.
"Didn't expect a puddle... Sorry about that. I didn't plan to drag it out this long."
Tristia shot him a look.
He shrugged.
"Whatever. I'll forgive her rudeness for this. Young master, give this girl some water and calm her down. I need to wash up and prep if I'm making those items by next week."
He nodded at her departing back, but she suddenly spun around...
—Nibble
And bit his lower lip. Hard enough for a faint trace of blood.
"That's payback for not stopping when I said."
Before he could process, she whispered with a small smile.
"...So show a little restraint next time, young master."
She winked and left without regret.
Thud-
The pain lingered on his lip where Tristia had been.
...Definitely an unconquerable character.
Won't be easy.