The Hypnotized Sexual Relief Committee Member's Ordinary Day (2)
High Elf Eladriel
“...Gyeoul.”
The breathless voice calling my name instantly told me who today’s first user would be.
Eladriel. The academy’s one and only high elf, yet someone so gentle she insisted I simply call her “Riel.”
Her signature features were that waist-length silver hair, those jewel-like blue eyes, and a beauty so breathtaking that even another woman would forget to breathe at the sight of her.
“I’m sorry… I… today, too…”
When I lifted my head, an inferno of heat blazed right in front of my face.
“Ah…♡”
A grotesque organ that had no place on such a delicate, lovely elven body.
A cock.
And not just any cock—thick as my forearm, veins bulging like ropes, crowned with a brutal, swollen glans clearly evolved to ravage every female weak spot it could reach.
Cock♡
Cock-nim♡
Yet for all its savagery, because it belonged to an elf it was an adorable, silky pink.
Especially the glans and the area around it—glistening with precum and glowing with the lovely hue of cherry blossoms.
“Gyeoul…”
By the way, my full name is Han Gyeoul. No one has used my family name since I arrived here.
Anyway, Riel—who was my equal as a fellow student—kept whimpering “Gyeoul, Gyeoul” as she laid that monstrous cock heavily across my face.
“Ughue♡”
It felt like my cheek would burn. The heat seemed to pierce straight through skin and bone, melting my brain into warm mush.
That thick, steamy male scent. The smell of cock.
Potent pheromones flooded my nostrils and hammered raw female instinct into my already dripping, melted mind.
My cunt—trained into submission by four straight days of brutal futa cocks—twitched and clenched♡ My womb throbbed with need♡
Even my back hole fluttered open on its own, while my mouth pussy drooled thick strings of onahole-lubricant saliva, desperate to be used.
“Then… I’ll serve you properly today as well…♡”
Since she was still the only one here, I had time. I pressed a reverent little kiss to the very tip of her glans. Chu♡
I love you. I respect you. I adore you. I worship you. I poured every ounce of sincerity I possessed into that single kiss.
“Uaa, ha…”
Riel moaned from even that feather-light contact.
Her viciously beautiful cock leaped upward, the precum-slick glans smacking my lips and nose as if trying to mark my face with her scent.
“Ha…♡”
My clit shuddered so hard I nearly came on the spot.
But this was only the beginning.
I continued to worship Riel’s cock with slow, devoted kisses—starting at the glans and working my way down that forearm-length shaft all the way to the root.
“G-Gyeoul, I’m suffering… H-hurry… I can’t bear it…!”
Finally I kissed those hot, damp, cock-scented balls, burying my face against them, inhaling deeply—losing myself in the sticky, brain-melting sensation—
“I said I’m suffering!!”
Riel seized my head with both hands.
“Khuk!!”
And drove her cock straight down my throat.
If this had been my first day, I would have reflexively clamped my throat shut. The forced entry might have torn the muscles around my gullet.
But after four days of having my throat pussy used until my gag reflex vanished, the moment her cock slid past my lips my throat opened on pure instinct.
So Riel’s cock was sucked in smoothly, as if my esophagus had been custom-built for exactly this.
“Uh, uer……!”
I felt her legs trembling, heard her moan like she was crying from overwhelming pleasure.
“—! —!”
With my throat completely stuffed, I couldn’t breathe.
But I endured. My own heart was racing from arousal, yet I could last thirty seconds without real distress and nearly sixty before panic set in.
Tears welled up automatically as the tear ducts were stimulated.
After ten seconds of that—
“U, aaah!!”
Riel yanked her hips back, then slammed forward again, burying herself in my throat with a wet thump.
I could feel every ridge of her glans and every bulging vein sliding through my gullet and mouth.
My mouth produced saliva frantically—not the usual clear kind, but thick, foamy throat-pussy love gel.
“Ha, haa♡ Ah…! Fuck, ah…!!”
Riel began swinging her hips without the slightest restraint. Smack! Smack! Every thrust rattled my vision. Her smooth, hairless crotch rushed toward my eyes, then pulled away, over and over.
Her cock filled me completely.
The profound satisfaction of being used by cock rose from the deepest part of my heart, from the very bottom of my soul, until I was overflowing with it.
“You fucking bitch, ah♡ Uaa… ah…!!”
Riel had already been tormented by her massive, rock-hard erection before she even walked in. There was no way she could last long inside a hole this wet, this hot, this perfectly obedient.
The pace of her throat-fucking grew faster. I had to snatch breaths between thrusts, so my own breathing quickened until my head felt hazy.
Tears blurred my vision.
Her strokes grew shorter, more desperate, as climax approached. The urgent need only a male feels right before release grew stronger and stronger.
Smack! Thud! Thuuuud…!!
With one final, deep thrust she began pumping cum straight into my throat.
When liquid pours directly into the esophagus the body usually tightens in reflex. But now that reflex had been retrained: my throat and the sphincter leading to my stomach opened wide, letting the thick semen gush straight into my belly.
On my first day I hadn’t mastered that yet and had vomited several times mid-ejaculation—an absolutely shameful memory.
Thinking back on it now, I felt nothing but embarrassment. I had been a disgrace to every proper pussy bitch.
Gratitude welled up inside my chest—and deep inside my womb—for every single person in this academy who still chose to use someone like me.
“Haa… ah, aaah…♡”
Riel’s voice quivered with the pleasure of release.
There was no gulping sound; my throat had stayed open the entire time.
Still, if someone pressed an ear to my solar plexus, they probably would have heard the wet glurk-glurk of semen flooding my stomach.
Futanari cumshots were vastly larger than a normal man’s. I sometimes wondered where they even stored it all.
“Hu, huaa… Gyeoul…”
When Riel looked down at me with tear-filled eyes, I smiled with just my gaze while my mouth remained stuffed full of her cock.
“Eut…♡”
It twitched hard inside my throat. The swelling glans nearly triggered my swallow reflex, but I held it back.
…That one had been pure luck.
I continued calmly accepting every last drop.
Hot semen poured into my stomach until it felt heavy. This was exactly why I only ate light breakfasts.
No matter how much there was, every climax eventually ends.
At last Riel’s cock finished pulsing and began to soften.
I slowly withdrew the now-limp, velvety shaft from my throat.
“Huaa…”
A thin string of leftover semen mixed with saliva dripped from between my lips and her cock—thick, sticky, foamy throat juice produced by all that stimulation.
I pursed my lips to milk the last drops from her urethra, careful not to touch the hypersensitive glans so soon after orgasm.
Only after I had swallowed the final bead of cum did I finally pull my mouth pussy away.
“Bueee… Koff, koff…”
Sudden oxygen made me dizzy.
After being unable to breathe, the rush of air brought an overwhelming wave of cock scent.
My mouth and nasal passages were saturated with the taste of her, while from my belly rose the slightly fishy, salty, rich flavor of fresh semen.
“He, hehe…♡”
It felt wonderful.
I rarely climaxed from using my mouth or throat. Only when arousal reached its absolute peak would my clit flutter and give me a small orgasm, but it was never the main event.
Yet the thick smell and taste filling my mouth and stomach let me feel the satisfaction of having properly served a cock more deeply than anything else.
It was sexual fulfillment. Sexual pride.
“Aah… aah…”
Still trembling, Riel pulled me into her arms while I remained seated on the floor.
“I’m sorry… In the end, today as well… I…”
“Kehuk… Why? Kehuk… You have nothing to apologize for, Riel.”
There were nineteen futanari in this academy. The number would grow if more victims appeared in the empire, but for now each of those nineteen treated me differently.
“Because of my filthy lust… aah… I keep using you while you’re hypnotized… ah, aaah…!”
Of them all, Riel felt the most guilt about receiving sexual relief from me. I genuinely didn’t understand why.
“I keep telling you I’ve never been hypnotized.”
Hypnosis? I had no idea what she was talking about.
Of course, if I weren’t hypnotized I would probably have stammered something pathetic like “Ah, s-sexual relief… I-I’ll lie down, so… p-please cum quickly…”
But since I was hypnotized, there was no problem at all. This was simply what I did because my values and perceptions had been gently adjusted.
More importantly, I helped Riel to her feet and asked with a bright smile.
“There’s still time before anyone else arrives.”
“Is once enough?”
“A, aaah…”
The refined, intelligent eyes that had been clouded with inexplicable guilt toward me once again filled with raw lust.
That pretty pink-glansed cock hardened again, eager to ravage a female.
“You fucking bitch…!! You perverted pussy who dares anger this cock!!”
“Ahhat…♡”
The way her cock kept pressing and grinding against my lower belly sent crackling sparks of pleasure racing through my body.