The Taming of Heliane
"You fucking bastard!"
An absurd situation—trying to take revenge only to get sexually assaulted instead. Heliane ground her teeth in fury and humiliation as she swung the hyper-vibration knife gripped in her wing-bone arm.
An Orobece's wing-bone arms had soft, flexible joints that could move in any direction. In exchange, they were somewhat weaker than the shoulder arms, so they were typically used to wield weapons.
The moment that wing-bone arm of Heliane's swung for Jincheon's head—
Squeeeeeze!
"Aaaah~!"
Jincheon's hand clamped hard around her breast through the nano-suit. Through the palm that had already unfurled Sex Cultivation, his qi flooded into Heliane's chest, stimulating her from both inside and out at once.
"St… stop……."
Heliane had never had sex before, yet a weakness she never knew she possessed was now under assault. The pleasure blooming through her breasts froze the arm holding the knife mid-swing.
I'll turn her entire chest into a weak point.
With a strong-willed woman, it was easier to tame her if you first created a vulnerability. The more she found pleasure in a place she considered shameful, the greater the effect.
"If you're not going to keep watching, I recommend you step outside."
"…I'm sorry."
Calsira turned her eyes away from the scene of violation unfolding right in front of her.
"Where do you think you're—!"
Pinch!
"Hngh!"
Heliane tried to chase after Calsira, but Jincheon suddenly seized her nipple, twisting his wrist and squeezing as if wringing it out. Normally it should have been pure pain, yet Jincheon applied force right on the exquisite boundary between agony and pleasure.
With her breasts already heated by Sex Cultivation, Heliane's waist went weak; her body began to tremble all over.
Flick! Flick-flick— flickflickflick!
Next his index finger stirred lewdly up and down, grazing the very tip of her nipple in teasing, feather-light strokes.
"Nnhh! Haah……!"
Qi had been poured through her entire chest, heightening every nerve. Teasing only the nipples after that made the moans spilling from Heliane's lips grow sweeter by degrees.
Th… this bastard… what the hell……?
Jincheon's caresses played with her breasts until heated breaths kept bursting free. Every time his fingers brushed her nipples with that dangerous near-miss, Heliane felt the strength draining from her limbs.
Then Calsira's flustered gaze met hers.
"Kh…!"
Seeing Calsira sent fresh rage surging up inside her—rage now laced with shame.
Die!
The hyper-vibration knife would shred human flesh the instant it made contact. Even if the blow wasn't strong, Heliane swung it so the blade would at least graze Jincheon's head.
Tak! Kiiiiiing!
"Ugh!?"
But her attack was already wasted—Jincheon's hand, withdrawn in a flash, struck her wrist aside. The fallen hyper-vibration knife hit the floor and, with a sharp screech of friction, buried itself into the ground.
"Hmm."
Sssssk—
In that same motion Jincheon snatched one of the falling knives and sliced open the back of her suit with the tip. The nano-suit was paper-thin, yet he cut it without leaving so much as a scratch on her skin—then simply tore the whole thing away.
The voluptuous deep-violet skin that had been hidden beneath the nano-suit was revealed.
Orobece women are pretty enough, but this bitch is something special.
By Terra standards every Orobece woman possessed a superior figure—slender waist, thick healthy thighs and hips, the kind of unbalanced body that lived in a man's fantasies as a racial passive. It was the sort of physique only the top one percent of models achieved through brutal effort and rare constitution, and for their race it was nearly standard.
Among even those Orobece women, Heliane had trained herself into a truly sensual body. The four arms only added a novel allure.
Since I've come to an SF world, I might as well devour unique women like these.
Zabalcan women with red skin and horns. Orobece women with deep-violet skin and four arms. Features no Terra woman could ever possess, each shining with her own light—more than enough reason to make them his.
Thud!
While Jincheon was admiring that model-class rear view, Heliane's head whipped back and smashed into his face.
"Die!"
She had felt him about to violate her and seized the brief opening for fierce resistance.
I can't let this man touch my body!
A woman's instinct screamed the warning. Heliane heeded it and fought—
Sssssk!
—yet even after taking a blow to the face, Jincheon remained unfazed and began stroking her body as if caressing it.
"Hwaaaaah!?"
The problem was that pleasure flooded her from every direction at once—shoulders, armpits, waist, thighs, breasts, ass, pussy, everything. It wasn't that his hands were merely skilled and dazzling. Literally, Jincheon's hands had multiplied, caressing her entire body simultaneously.
A single sweeping stroke might have been one thing, but every place his hands touched sent pleasant, tingling sparks through her.
Knead! Squish-squish! Squeeze!
He massaged her thighs, waist, and ass cheeks with delicious pressure while teasing the entrance of her pussy, then crushed her breasts hard enough to reshape them.
"Ah! Nngh! Ha……!"
Pleasure racing through her whole body. Heliane reflexively tensed every muscle in resistance and, without realizing it, rose onto her tiptoes.
Squeeeeeze!
In that instant the dozen-plus hands kneading her body all applied force at once.
"Haaaaang!"
Simultaneous stimulation across her entire body drove Heliane straight into climax. As proof, love juices began flowing from between her legs, soaking her crotch.
"Ha… hah……."
Born into the warrior culture of the Orobece, she had trained since childhood to grow stronger. Climax was the most intense sensation she had ever felt in her life.
My… head… is going blank…….
The orgasm momentarily paralyzed her mind; the afterglow left her limp.
Whoosh!
"Ah!"
But her ordeal had only just begun. A sudden powerful shove from behind sent her sprawling.
Grab!
"Kyaaah!?"
Jincheon seized the fallen Heliane's ass, spread the cheeks left and right, and buried his face straight into the cleft.
A faint salty tang of sweat mixed with the scent rising from her secret places, creating a pheromone-like fragrance that lured a man. With her model-class figure and years of physical training, Heliane's ass was the sort that any man with that particular taste would have happily face-planted into without hesitation.
Even better than I expected.
The soft, yielding sensation against his face surpassed any Terra woman's. Where Zabalcan women excelled in skin elasticity, Orobece women were unmatched in softness. Learning that difference by burying his face in Heliane's ass, Jincheon stuck out his tongue.
Slurp—
"Hagik!!"
The utterly filthy sensation tore a weak, feminine scream from Heliane; she used all four arms to try to pry his head away.
"G… get off……! Get the hell off me……!"
"Hmm. Interesting taste. Slurp—"
"Kihyaaang!"
Four arms gripped his head and shoved, yet Jincheon paid the resistance no mind and began licking her pussy with eager flicks of his tongue.
Slurp— ssslp—
Lewd wet sounds echoed as his tongue rubbed and stimulated her entrance and clitoris.
"Sssniff—"
"D… don't smell it! Don't smell that place!"
Worse, he pressed his nose against her anus so that the very flow of his breathing brushed her sensitive skin; Heliane felt she might go mad from shame.
She was being held down and violated by a man she had just met, ass thrust out in this humiliating posture. Even more shameful and degrading was—
Why… can't I resist……!?
—the way strength drained from her body every time his tongue stimulated those secret places. Of the four arms clutching Jincheon's head, not one still held real power.
Slurp-slurp— chup-chup-chup—
"Ahhng! Hnngh!"
The relentless assault continued developing her body. Then Jincheon withdrew his tongue.
"Haa… haaa……."
Heliane trembled all over, gasping for the brief respite.
Ssssuuuck~~~
"Hkihiiik!?"
M… my anus……?! He's insane……! How could he do that to a place like……!
The countless races of the galaxy each possessed different physical traits, yet under the intentional genetic modification of the Calsorn Empire they shared certain convenient common features. One of them was excretion. The places for urinating and defecating were identical across species. Naturally, except for those with special cultures, the vast majority regarded the site of defecation as something private that must never be openly displayed to others.
Unlike a human's, the chrysanthemum-shaped hole was tinged blue. Jincheon thrust his tongue into that anus without the slightest hesitation.
"St… stop……! Stop it! Please… ahhk!"
I'll train her anus so I can shove something in whenever she talks back. Nothing shuts a bitch up better than this.
Difficult to develop, yet once developed the anus could deliver pleasure even more intense than the pussy. Jincheon stretched his tongue long and began swirling it vigorously inside, as if trying to open her up.
An indescribably rich flavor stimulated his tongue.
"Slurp-slurp-slurp-slurp!"
"Hnnh! Kh…! Haguuuk!"
Having something inserted into her anus for the first time in her life, Heliane let out moans closer to pain than pleasure. But Jincheon, once called the Lust Emperor, flipped that sensation in an instant.
The trigger came the moment the tip of his tongue pressed upward against the roof of her passage.
Sluuurp!
Only the tip rose, rocking front to back and stimulating the ceiling.
"Hahik!"
Jincheon's saliva had entered her anus; it began to itch as if she had caught some skin disease—and when the tip of his tongue scratched that itch, pleasure bloomed.
Th… this is weird……! Something… feels… good……!
Time to move on to the main event.
Confirming that Heliane was now feeling pleasure from her anus, Jincheon pulled his tongue free.
"Phew. An Orobece woman's asshole tastes better than I expected."
"You… crazy bastard……!"
Watching Jincheon savor the taste of that filthy hole convinced her he was a complete madman; she prepared to resist with everything she had.
"Foreplay's over. Time to enjoy you properly."
But before she could thrash, Jincheon seized her waist and lifted her hips. He had already stripped off his pants; he pinned both of her wing-bone arms with his hands, lined up his erect cock against the entrance of her pussy, and thrust in.
Schlick!
"Khhaaaah……!"
Kh… damn it……! To a piece of trash like this……!
Heliane trembled with humiliation at having her first time stolen. Yet her eyes only burned more fiercely. The Orobece were a warlike race who believed that if you had the courage to kill yourself, you might as well use that courage to fight back instead.
Inside her mind the shame and degradation she had suffered piled up layer by layer, and she began to dream of the days of revenge still to come.