Chapter 124. Banging the Lewd Former Virgin (2)
It wasn't as though I had never been stabbed before.
No matter how much you train your body and how solidly you arm yourself, in a life-and-death struggle, you're bound to sustain injuries that leave you on the brink of death.
But even Berdia, who had accumulated that many wounds, could not take lightly the presence of the weapon that now pierced her body in this moment.
For this was the first time someone's flesh—not a blade—had invaded a place she was supposed to treasure as much as her own life.
'But if I were to be bound to someone?'
Her lord's question surfaced in her mind in that instant.
When asked whether she had any intention of taking a partner, Berdia had clearly voiced her denial.
She had lived her whole life on the battlefield. At the very least, she would never be bound to another by her own will.
'If I am to be bound regardless, I would wish to be bound to a man stronger than myself.'
If she were truly to be bound, it would be by the hand of another, not her own.
By someone possessing a might so overwhelming that she could not dare resist—coercive, one-sided, her freedom crushed beneath his power.
'Was that... referring to a situation like this?'
Yes. Wasn't this situation exactly what she had described?
Unable to offer the slightest resistance, simply receiving the sadistic desires he exuded, wholly one-sided.
Until now, she had merely believed her heart remained unbroken. Even that was nothing more than empty bravado.
She had already submitted to him, body and mind. With no path of resistance even in sight now, the only future that remained would be to be toyed with according to his will.
'In a place far from the battlefield... how utterly absurd...'
The moment she recognized her present state, Berdia finally understood what her situation truly meant.
The chastity of the strong was, in itself, proof of submission.
Merely by permitting his invasion in this instant, her dignity and her standing had already plummeted to an irrevocable depth.
"Nn, aah..."
Emptiness crashed over her, and from the welling indignation, her tear ducts began to squeeze themselves dry.
The moment her two moist eyes stared vacantly up at the room's ceiling—
"...Heh heh. As expected, even for a warrior of your caliber, it seems the initial pain is difficult to endure."
What obscured her vision was the man who remained connected to her, having bent his torso down to meet her face.
That smile etched around his lips—did it stem from the sense of superiority that came with having dominated her?
"Though, no matter how many battlefields you've survived, this is likely the first time you've been embraced in this manner... So it's only natural that you'd feel some fear."
That smile drew slowly nearer, and soon, having pulled her body into his arms, he leaned past her shoulder toward her ear and whispered low.
"But don't worry. The pain is only the first time."
-Creeeak.
The friction along her vaginal walls as his hips slowly withdrew. Berdia's lips parted in time with it, but she couldn't even breathe properly through the suffering and the sense of loss she was experiencing for the first time.
"I do hope you, Miss Berdia, will thoroughly enjoy the time that follows from here on out."
Yet he showed no sympathy.
No—her pain only further stimulated his sadistic desires.
Because the more vividly she felt the pain, the more the spasming reflex deep inside her only intensified the pressure of her walls clamping down around his member.
-Skrinch, slick.
The moment friction stirred within her still-unloosened passage. Unable to bear the deep sensations she was experiencing for the first time in her life, Berdia began placing her hands upon the back of the man who held her in his arms.
"Ah, nn."
What was she supposed to do?
How in the world was she meant to accept this situation? If she tightened her body like this, would that mean she was complying with what he wanted?
"Ah, haah, aah...!"
She didn't know.
Because this act, this sensation—everything was completely new to her.
'F-first... for the first time... a man's...'
Only one thought surfaced in her head, which had already gone blank. The fact that a man she had given her heart to was violating her. That he was thoroughly savoring this body, which had long kept men at arm's length and passed its marriageable age.
-Slick, slick.
Apart from the tightness, her interior was growing slicker.
And by the time almost no resistance could be felt at all, Dave, who had lifted Berdia's upper body, drove his hips and stabbed her body upward from below.
-Smack! Smack!
A body launched high by the brisk cascade of impacts. Her breasts, shaken by the violent vibrations, began to brush and sweep her nipples against his chest.
"Nn, haah, nn."
Berdia let out moans, unable to suppress the sounds those sensations forced from her. The hands she'd reflexively extended to balance herself were now pressed atop his shoulders, beginning to exert their strength.
"Ah, haah~♥"
Even so, she felt no sense of rejection.
No—quite the opposite: she merely held him closer, as if leaning on him for support.
'It... it feels... strange.'
Berdia thought.
She tried to think about the reason why nothing surfaced in her head.
'It feels good.'
But even that was ultimately taken over by instinct, and before long Berdia had no self-awareness at all. She simply entrusted every part of her body to him.
'Was sex... this kind of thing?'
Because she could feel those sensations being accepted into her body without resistance.
'That it felt this good... Have I been avoiding it for this long?'
The pleasure she had accepted so transparently spread to every nook of her body, and soon she felt it engraving itself into her very soul.
With the strength completely drained from her body.
Just like an empty, soulless doll, her body merely adjusted its movements to match the motions of his hand.
-Wham! Wham!
Eventually, while facing the other way and taking his force inside her, she sensed gazes watching her from not far off. She turned her head to look, her hands still clutching the bedsheets.
Reflected there were Heira and Ymir. The sight of the two of them watching her being violated while pleasuring themselves.
"Haah, haah~♥"
"Master, me too... please, hurry, me too~♥"
Their appearance, entirely absorbed in satisfying their bodily frustrations without a care for their own dignity or shame.
An appearance one could, in the extreme, even call savage. It looked as if every shred of the humanity she knew in them had been utterly stripped away.
'But... I'll become like that soon too, won't I?'
Yes. She, too, would soon become that way.
For the one who had made them that way was the man now violating her body.
'Dave has no intention of stopping until I end up like that... right?'
No matter how much she knew this situation was wrong, even if she endured and held out, it would only prolong things. She could not deny that she would soon end up just like them.
'In that case... it's better if...'
Her hands, gripping the bedsheets, gradually tightened at that conclusion.
'Rather, just like this...'
In the moment the decision she'd reached finally steadied her crumbling mind, the man moving his hips dug his hands hard into her buttocks and began to speak.
"I'm nearly at my limit. And since I've already started, it'd be best to finish inside, don't you think?"
'Inside? What does he...'
A swelling sensation began to be felt from the deepest part of her in the wake of his words.
She could tell something was about to change, but Berdia couldn't truly grasp the meaning of his words.
For her head was already so flooded with pleasure that no mental leeway remained for anything resembling rational thought.
"Haah, aah...♥"
All she could do in resistance was let out weak breaths through her exhausted body.
The moment the heat radiating from him warmed their surroundings, her lower body, stimulated by it, began to move even more fiercely.
-Thrust!
And following that, along with a stab that drove his entire strength into her, the depths of her body began to be filled full with a spreading warmth.
The instant she allowed a man's invasion for the first time in her life, and accepted even the byproduct into her body.
-Trickle!
No sooner had his member withdrawn from her hole than the thick, white fluid came gushing out in abundance.
But Berdia had no energy left even to confirm it.
"Nn, haah..."
The climax that had risen in tandem with his ejaculation.
Her quivering torso was laid limply upon the bed, and the foreign sensation felt across her drenched lower body began to slowly rouse her mind.
'It really... went inside.'
She currently lacked even the strength to lift her head, and her eyes were so soaked in tears and sweat that she could not see properly.
But the stickiness she felt between her thighs was telling her that this moment was not a dream, but reality. That this was not mere self-comfort, but the result of being led there by another.
"Nn, nnnh... hic... sob..."
In time with the twitching of her body, the fluid dripped, plip-plop. Feeling that sensation slide down her thighs, she steadied her breath and accepted the result.
'I... really...'
Her first time had been stolen. She had not only permitted an invasion of her insides but had let him ejaculate as well.
She could end up carrying the child of his bloodline now. Yes... no matter how much she denied it, no matter whom she lay with in the future, that truth would never change.
That this man was her first.
And moreover, the fact that he was the first man who had ever made her submit.
"...Heh. To think one of the Ten Strongest of the Continent would truly be violated so helplessly."
Had he also realized that fact and grown intoxicated on his victory?
He lowered his body, expressing his elation through his weary breaths, and began to voice his mockery toward her.
"But it's too early to feel relieved. Surely a person worthy of being among the Ten Strongest of the Continent wouldn't say she's been brought to submission just by this little, would she?"
His member, which had finished ejaculating once yet still stood rigidly upright. That meant not only that he was not yet satisfied, but that there remained more corners of her flesh for him to covet.
Yes. His objective would not stop at her first time, but would seize everything she had.
Her body, her heart, her chastity and her strength—everything that made up the person called Berdia.
"Now then, the cleanup... hmm?"
Just as he was about to give her a command, Dave found himself meeting the gaze of her face as she turned to look at him, and a look of bewilderment began to dawn on his features.
"Miss Berdia? Why are you... Ugh!"
By the time he sensed something was strange, her face had already burrowed itself toward his lower body.
When he belatedly collected himself and directed his gaze there, he saw a sight he had in no way expected.
"Heuu, mmh..."
The moment her trembling tongue made contact with his member, smeared with both blood and semen. Berdia paused briefly as though savoring the texture, and in that same state, began to slowly push her face inward.
"Mmh, mmph..."
Berdia, the Shrine Maiden of the War God.
The moment she, of all people, began—by her "own will"—to suck the member of the man who had violated her.
"...Wha, what the..."
Dave's expression stiffened at the sight, and then a thick smile slowly began to spread across his lips.
The unexpected situation disconcerted him, but to avoid showing himself being seen as flustered, he hid his true reaction.
"Hahaha! Wha-what is this! I haven't even given the command yet, and you're already putting my cock in your mouth on your—"
"Delicious..."
A faint voice reached Dave's ears just as he was maintaining his bluster.
The moment he heard those words, Dave completely lost the composure he had been trying so hard to keep.
"...What did you just say?"
He had misheard, surely.
For he could feel a statement he had been certain was mistaken gradually closing in on him as reality.
"Cock...♥"
"...Miss Berdia?"
"A little more... mooore...♥"
"H-hold on... nngh!?"
Dave's body was shoved backward by her sudden action.
Afterward, Berdia, having climbed atop him, looked down at him and began to smile.
"Let me taste it more, pleeease..."
Words he never imagined would leave her mouth.
The instant he heard them, Dave's complexion grew pale. But the man she was pinning down remained invisible to Berdia's eyes.
Only one thing was reflected in her eyes. A single pillar, standing erect out of lust for the woman still craving his body even after the act was finished.
That alone stimulated her instincts, eroding whatever reason she was supposed to possess as a noble knight.
"P-please, I beg of you..."
Yes. The one poised over him in this moment was neither the strongest of humanity, nor a loyal retainer, nor a virtuous holy woman.
She was merely—intoxicated by pleasure and fallen into a belated heat—
"Please, with your own hands, Master... ruin me even more utterly~♥"
—a lewd virgin who had chosen to degrade herself from warrior to beast. A being of no more significance than that.