Two Weeks of Hunger
Slurp— suck—
"Mmmph…!"
"Nngh…!"
The Jincheons standing in front seized Heliane and Calsira by the shoulders and kissed them hard. The taste of his saliva, the familiar play of his tongue—things they had waited so long to feel again—made both women pull his body close and savor the pleasure melting across their tongues.
Schlick—
"Mmh!?"
"Nnngh!"
At that moment the Jincheons behind them spread their ass cheeks and pressed erect cocks against the tight rings of their anuses, smearing the tips back and forth in a clear signal to open up. Then, as if a single will controlled every body, they thrust their hips in perfect unison.
Schlick!!
"Hyaaahhh~~~~♥"
"Hngh-uuuh~~~~♡"
The kisses broke the instant the cocks sank home, and sweet moans burst from both women's mouths—the first taste of his cock in two whole weeks. The Jincheons at their backs gripped their flanks and drove upward; the two women in front rose onto their toes, already racing toward climax from the relentless pressure against their inner walls.
"Both of you have the exact same weak spots, huh?"
"Well, yeah. I trained and tamed these assholes myself. Of course they're the same."
The rear Jincheons savored the way those holes clenched tight every time they struck a sensitive spot, angling their cocks this way and that as they hammered deeper.
Schlick!!
"Aaaahhh~~~♥"
"Kyaah-nngh~~~♡"
They buried themselves to the root, spearing the S-colon from the inside, and the women's tiptoe legs left the floor entirely—hanging from the cocks that impaled them. Drip— drip-drip— climax hit them hard enough that juices spilled from their cunts and ran down their thighs.
In that helpless state the front Jincheons caught their legs, hooked them under their arms, and let their own cocks swell hard.
"W-wait…!"
"R-right now I'm too—sensitive…!"
They begged desperately, but—
Schlick!
"Kiih-nnngh~~~!!"
"Agh-uuuh~~!!"
—the front Jincheons shoved into their cunts anyway. Then, as if a better idea had struck them, all four men simply let go of the women's bodies.
"Aagh!"
"Ahk!"
Pinned on the cocks of men nearly a hundred ninety centimeters tall, Heliane and Calsira could no longer touch the ground even on tiptoe. Their own weight drove them down onto the shafts filling both holes, and the pleasure only intensified.
Slap!
The rear Jincheons slammed their hips forward until pelvis met ass, driving upward with brutal force.
Schlick!
The moment the anal cock began to pull back, the cock in front surged higher, crushing the mouth of the womb as if to grind it flat.
Slap! Schlick! Slap! Schlick!
"Nngh-aah!"
"Khiih!"
Suspended in midair on two cocks each, Heliane and Calsira rose and fell in endless alternation—every time they started to sink, the other shaft shoved them back up—and the coordinated assault drowned them in raw, overwhelming pleasure.
Ah… I can't… the pleasure… is too… strong…
My head… is spinning…!
They had already climaxed several times on the cocks reaming both holes, yet not one of the Jincheons had come. The men only drove their hips harder.
"Just like the holes I trained."
"Even the spots that make them feel it are identical."
Realizing their bodies had been shaped into perfect mirrors of each other, Heliane and Calsira met each other's eyes and flushed with shame.
"All right—shall we pick up the pace?"
"Two weeks without this. Time to collect what I'm owed!"
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!
"Aaaaaaah~~~!!"
"Kyaaahhh!!"
The cocks pistoned at blinding speed, bouncing both women up and down without rest.
"Ah… I can't—I'm coming again~~!"
"S-Sister! Sister! Kyaaaaah~~~!"
The two beautifully curved women were skewered through and through, climaxing in rapid succession. The Jincheons, still holding back their own release, paid no attention whatsoever and simply kept swinging their hips.
"I'm breaking—! M-my head—!"
"Auuuh! Ah-ah-aahhh!"
Even after orgasm the pounding never stopped. Chain climaxes rolled through them until their eyes rolled back and saliva spilled from open mouths.
"Khuh!"
"Hnh!"
"Coming!"
"Nngh!"
All four Jincheons felt the surge at once. They seized the women's flanks and underarms and began to thrash their hips at a ferocious pace. Martial arts might have been stripped away, but the bodies themselves were still Jincheon's—tempered flesh that could move with terrifying violence.
Spurt!! Gulp— gulp—
"Kiih-nnngh~~~~!"
"Hyaaahhh~~~~~!"
Hot seed flooded womb and rectum at the same instant, surging backward in thick pulses.
"H-hot…!"
"Hiih… hahiih…."
Heliane and Calsira finally got a moment's rest, savoring the aftershocks of that simultaneous climax. Their feet still could not reach the floor. Cum leaked from cunt and ass, ran down their buttocks and inner thighs, and gathered at their toes before dripping to the ground.
"That was only the first round."
"You know me—one load never satisfies me."
"Next…"
"…how about this position?"
The front Jincheons pulled free of the cunts; thick globs of semen poured from the gaping holes. The men still buried in their asses kept their cocks planted and forced both women to bend forward at the waist.
Thrust!
"Uugh!"
"Mmph!"
The front Jincheons gripped their shoulders and shoved their cocks straight into open mouths. Bent into right angles, floating on the shafts filling throat and ass, the two women looked for all the world like game being spit-roasted.
"All right—round two."
"This time we use the throat-cunts too."
Slap! Slap-slap-slap-slap!
Thrust! Schlick! Thrust!
"Ghhbuuuh!"
"Khuh! Uugh!"
Every time a cock sank to the root, the women's throats bulged visibly around the shaft. Under ordinary circumstances it would have been pure torment—yet neither of them showed the slightest urge to escape. The simple act of having their throat-cunts reamed was already pleasure enough.
While Heliane and Calsira were being skewered by Jincheon's clones—
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!
"Kyaah-nngh♥ Ah-ah-aah~~♥"
Long, water-dark emerald hair. A clean S-curve of a body and a waist that dipped with languid grace. Long, elegant legs flowing down from a childbearing ass. The soft, faintly rounded belly of a woman who had already given birth. Every feminine charm was on full display as she braced against the wall in a right-angled bend.
Jincheon gripped that narrow waist in thick, powerful hands and slammed his hips forward, filling the flagship's bridge with the wet, obscene slap of pelvis against ass.
"Heh. Two weeks without it, and you're already flooding down there."
"Y-yes♥ Your cock… ahh-nngh♥ Without your cock I was… throbbing the whole time♥"
Whatever dignity and fury the Empress Dowager had worn moments earlier had vanished the instant she took him inside. Eirin had become nothing but a bitch in heat, her voice dripping sweet and wanton.
Slap! Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!
"Ah-haaahhh~~~~♥ Nngh-hnn♥ Kiih-nnngh♥"
Jincheon's assault suddenly intensified. Braced against the wall, Eirin could only scream and endure the cock churning her insides, forcing her open at every angle and wringing the pure female out of her without mercy.
He paused the rear assault long enough to turn her around and make her face him.
"Haa… haah……♥"
The face that met his wore the blissful smile of a woman who had found perfect happiness as a bitch.
"Eirin. Open your mouth."
"Yes… aah…."
Slurp— suck—
Leaning against the wall, face to face with him, Eirin parted her lips on command and accepted the deep, tongue-stirring kiss.
Slap!
"Nngh-mmph!!"
Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick! Slap! Slap-slap-slap-slap!
"Hnnngh~~! Uuuh~~~!"
Jincheon drove his hips hard into the cradle of her thighs. Soft flesh met bone with wet friction, and the violent slap of skin on skin rang through the room.
I am his forever……. I can't even make excuses anymore…….
She had thrown away the one chance she might have had to sever the bond. From this moment she was no longer Empress Dowager Eirin—she was bitch Eirin, and she had chosen eternal companionship with Jincheon of her own free will. Until now his cock had half-forced the training on her. This time the decision was hers alone.
Spurt!!
"Nngh-uuuhhh~~~~!!"
His sudden climax dragged her over the edge with him. Scalding seed flooded a womb so tender and sensitive it felt almost burned—and the sensation filled her with pure, complete satisfaction.
Ahh… I'm so happy……♥
While he was gone she had made do with fingers and toys, scraping together whatever solitary relief she could. Nothing had ever come close to the feeling of living seed swelling inside her womb. Feeling that pleasure again after only two weeks washed every stress clean away, leaving nothing but sweet, hollowed-out bliss.
He pulled her into his arms as he came, deepening the kiss. She melted against him of her own accord and kissed back with equal ferocity.
"Eirin."
"Yes……♥ Yeobo……♥"
The deep kiss had left her tongue a little loose; she answered his call in a voice thick with honey.
"Warm-up's over. Next position is whatever you want. Name it."
"Th-then……."
Eirin thought for a moment, then made her request in a shy, embarrassed murmur.
"Crush my body under yours… and take me hard……."
"Ah—the mating press."
"Nngh……. That name is… far too crude and direct……."
"Heh. So that's what you like."
"Auh……."
Apparently Eirin had a soft spot for the mating press. Even so, there were degrees of intensity.
"Then how do you want it?"
"Pardon?"
"Gentle? Or so rough you cry and beg me to stop and I still don't?"
"H-hah……!"
Just imagining the word rough was enough to send a light climax shivering through her.
"Say it. How do you want it?"
"Th-th-that is……."
Having to speak the words herself was almost too much; her face flushed scarlet all the way to her ears.
"R-roughly… please……."
"Good. That's how you'll get it."
He had expected exactly that answer. Jincheon hauled her onto the bed, laid her down, and climbed on top. He folded her body into a deep U, spread her legs wide, and locked the position in place. When Eirin wrapped both legs around his waist, the mating press—inescapable for any woman—was complete.