If You Say 'No', I Will Not Lay a Hand on You
"Say your last goodbyes in advance to that utterly shameless piece-of-shit cunt—the one that went drip, drip, wasting the national tax money like her own cunt juice."
"Eh...?"
Veronica, who had been ramming a dildo-shaped magic tool—one exactly the size of my cock—into her cunt, froze with a look of pure shock.
Jjeoeok.
As her strength gave out, the dildo was pushed out of her plush cunt.
The sound of wet flesh unsticking echoed through the workshop, and that so-called magic tool slipped out and dropped to the floor with a tuk.
"Ah...!"
Her vaginal opening, which had gaped wide enough to fit a finger or two, slowly contracted, and the arousal fluid that had pooled inside her cunt spilled out, soaking her perineum and the chair.
Without a moment's hesitation, I stripped off my pants, stepped forward, and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head up.
"Open that mouth of yours, you filthy bitch."
"......?!"
Teolseok.
I knocked her to the floor and shoved my cock into her startled, gaping mouth.
"Ueup——!??"
Despite her flustered expression, Veronica offered no real resistance.
She didn't clench her teeth, didn't push me away—she simply left her mouth helplessly violated, as if it were being raped.
Chup chup chup chup chup—
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"Ugh, ueugh...!"
Her tongue, rigid with tension, tapped lightly beneath my glans.
With her face flushed crimson and her eyes wet, sitting on the floor and looking up at me—there was not a trace of resentment in her expression.
Ppuup—.
"Hah, hah... you fucking lunatic...!"
"Lunatic? You still haven't learned your place, have you."
I tightened my grip on her hair and lifted her head.
"Ha-eueut...!"
With a body drained of strength, I couldn't have overpowered a promising alchemist from the Magic Tower.
"...... Let me go..."
But she no longer regarded me as an enemy, unlike before.
Teoeok.
"Eup...!"
On the spot where her glasses had fallen.
I laid my cock across her face, now left bare.
"What do you think you're—!"
"Why? Do you hate it? Is it unpleasant?"
And I rubbed my mark over every single part of her face—her eyes, her forehead, her cheeks—leaving nothing untouched.
"Eup, ueup...! It's filthy, I said...!"
Until the saliva that had soaked my cock had drenched her heavily made-up face completely.
"Open your cunt-ears and listen well."
"I-I hate it...! Stop it...!"
"From now on—'hate it.' Say just those two words, and I won't lay a hand on that body of yours. Understand?"
"......"
Her face was already smeared with her own saliva, her makeup running.
I stepped one pace closer and pressed the underside of my balls against her wet nose.
"Savor it. This is the scent of a man's cock."
"D-don't, do, this...! I-I-I hate......!"
A resistance that wasn't even resistance.
She couldn't even spit out those few short words without hacking them into pieces.
Because even as she pretended otherwise, she was breathing in my scent.
"Well? The smell of a male."
"G-get that thing away from me...!"
I wasn't even holding onto her—and yet she pressed both hands behind her back on her own, even neatly rearranging her kneeling posture.
"Do you hate it?"
"Y-yes...! So, so..."
"Then say 'hate it.' Didn't I promise you?"
"......"
Veronica avoided my eyes and turned her head slightly.
"Ha... ha... haaate..."
"Hate?"
".........Get lost...!"
I caught her signal.
Ppuuup!
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".........!!"
Once more, I shoved my cock deep into her mouth, all the way to her uvula.
Chuup, chuup, chuup.
This time, I hadn't even moved my hips first—her lips were already stroking my cock softly.
Because she was performing fellatio on me of her own accord.
Chuup...... chup.
As if realizing what she'd done, she flinched her shoulders, her head stopping.
And I began to move my hips, giving her exactly as much as she wanted.
Ppuuup, ppup! Ppup, ppup!
Lewd friction sounds squeezed through the tiny gap between her lips and my cock.
Puup, kkuuk, kkuuk.
I pulled my hips back slightly and thrust my glans into the inside of her cheek, as if brushing her teeth.
"After all, there must not be a single place left without my mark."
"Uuuup! Up! Up!"
Even as she spat out whimpering complaints from deep in her throat, as if in protest, she still surrendered her body to me completely.
I went deep into her other cheek as well—into the spaces flanking her palate and tongue.
Inside that mouth which, since our very first meeting, had done nothing but spew insolent words, I scattered my scent in every corner.
Veronica, who had been holding an at-ease posture, sneakily reached her hands forward.
"Who said you could touch down there?"
"...... Uuuup..."
She had been trying to bring her long fingers between her legs—then flinched and hid them behind her back again.
Watching that sight only made me want to torment her more.
Pong!
"Hut! Heueh......"
I pulled my cock out of her mouth-cunt and stepped back.
"Eueueung..."
At that, Veronica crawled closer on her knees and palms.
When I stepped back another pace,
"Ueueueung...!"
She sniffled, her nose twitching, and took another step toward me.
"Stand up."
Seueuk.
The moment the words left my mouth, Veronica stood without a moment's hesitation.
"Sit back down."
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Tuk.
This time, too, she planted her knees on the floor without the slightest hesitation.
"What is it that you want right now, you bitch?"
"......"
"Answer me, and I'll give it to you—whatever it is, truly. Money? Glory? Return to the Magic Tower? Anything at all."
She swallowed, steadying her breath.
Lifting her head just slightly, her gaze fixed on a single spot.
The words she finally forced out with a clouded breath were—
"...... Co..."
"I can't hear you very well."
"Cock... cock..."
Pisik. A snort of laughter escaped me at that answer.
When I gestured with my eyes toward the bed where Rabian lay, she quietly rose and laid herself down.
Beside the sleeping Rabian.
"I don't recall telling you to spread your legs."
"Eueueung... you're meaaan..."
"You ought to use honorifics toward the Prince."
"You're meaaan... sir..."
The cunt flesh, buried between her thick thighs, was swollen and bulging.
The arousal fluid that had soaked from her vaginal opening to everything around it still hadn't dried, it seemed—it slowly flowed out and began staining the bed cover.
Just as I moved to press my body against her lewd one,
"U-um... there's a contraceptive magic device here... you know..."
Where she pointed, on the shelf, sat a fist-sized object shaped like a soap bubble.
Probably something like a condom.
"Do you wish for me to use it?"
"......"
"Do you wish for me not to use it?"
"......"
Just as with the first question, Veronica gave no answer to the second one either.
But her head moved—slightly, from down to up.
Ssuuuk.
Veronica's cunt, which began sucking me in the moment I merely pressed my glans between her lips.
"Euhah eueueueut—❤︎!??"
The moment I slid in smoothly to the root, she arched her hips high and let out a shattering moan.
Cheoeok, cheok.
"F-fuck, saaah—❤︎!"
The inside of Veronica's cunt was swollen and thick, just like her plush body.
It wasn't ridges carved inward—her vaginal walls bulged outward, scraping against my cock.
"S-so goo—ahh, eut, heueut, heueung—❤︎!"
With every movement of my hips, the arousal fluid pooled inside her cunt slapped wetly.
"Cock—! A real cock—❤︎! A real man's cock shaft, not some magic tool...!"
Already her eyes were rolling back as she screamed in ecstasy.
Saliva spilling past her lips wet her cheeks and flowed onto the bed.
"A bitch who'd submit to just one cock—and you had the nerve to act so high and mighty?"
"I'm, I'm so sorry—❤︎! I'm sorry for running my mouth without knowing my place—❤︎!"
She twisted her body relentlessly, as if drugged, moving her hips busily on her own in my place.
"You're nothing but a fucking bitch not even worth a cock."
"Eueung—❤︎! V-Veronica is a god-awful, pathetic bitch—❤︎! For as much as I mouthed off... spank me with Prince-nim's cock...! Please, punish this bitch cunt over and over—❤︎!"
Here she was, babbling as if she'd been hypnotized within a minute of the sex starting.
Watching that vulgar spectacle, a sense of conquest I'd forgotten seemed to surge back to life.
Today, I felt, I had to paint this fucking bitch entirely in my own color.
Jjaak!
I swung my palm across her sagging tits.
"Kyahah aaaaht—❤︎!"
At the same moment, Veronica's whole body trembled violently.
"Eung...❤︎! I deserve to be hit...❤︎! V-Veronica is a crazy bitch who'll climb right back up unless she's properly trained...❤︎! More, more...❤︎!"
Jjaak!
"Ha-eueueueut—❤︎!"
Every time I spanked her breasts, her vaginal walls clenched so hard my cock throbbed.
I seized both breasts, still bearing my handprints, hard enough to burst, and leaned my hips close to her face.
"Mouth."
"Ah, aah—aaaah—."
She obeyed with nothing more than a single keyword.
Veronica opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue.
Twae.
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Kkulkkuk.
"Haat...! Eung, tasty, so gooood...❤︎ More, more...❤︎!"
Twae.
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Kkulkkuk.
"Heut, a-a k-kiss... if you would kiss me, that'd be, so, nice...❤︎! I want to drink more of Prince-nim's saliva...!"
"A bitch like you should be satisfied with this much. For a mere human cunt magic tool, aren't you wanting far too much?"
"Eung...❤︎ I-I'm sorry...❤︎ I got insolent again... eung, Veronica deserves to be hit more... right, Prince..."
Jjaak!
"Nihiiiim—❤︎!"
Veronica moaned, her bright-red tits swaying heavily.
She kept moaning fit to burst her throat—at this rate, she might even wake Rabian, sleeping so peacefully beside us.
"Look at you—so giddy and unrestrained now that you've gotten what you wanted. Nothing could be more vulgar than that."
"I-I'm sorry... eheh—!"
I shoved two fingers into her mouth and stretched her cheek from the inside.
"He-et, heeeh—❤︎ he-et—❤︎!"
Dripping saliva down her chin, she kept screaming moans from a mouth that couldn't even form words.
"So, are you satisfied?"
"Heueung—❤︎! I'm satisfiiieed—❤︎! No, not just satisfied... eung, I'm happy...❤︎"
(Heueung—❤︎! I'm satisfied—❤︎! No, this isn't just satisfaction.... Eung, I'm happy...❤︎)
Curious to hear what exactly she was babbling, I pulled my fingers out.
"N-now...❤︎ I truly don't need, anything, anymore...! As long as I have Prince-nim's c-cock...❤︎ eung. With alchemy, or that kinda crap—I could never become this happy...❤︎! Even if I shoved every magic tool I've ever made into my cunt all at once and died—it could never, e-ever, be better than this—❤︎!"
She chattered on in empty, lewd abandon—but my gaze was fixed somewhere else.
"As lo-ong as I have Prince-nim's c-cock...❤︎ truly, I don't need anything at all—❤︎! My brain's already turned into a cunt...! An orgasm stronger than my cunt is swelling up inside my head—❤︎ Eung❤︎ eung, it feels so good right now—❤︎ it feels so good right now—❤︎! Now...❤︎! I-I think I'm gonna cum—❤︎!"
Within arm's reach—the countless magic tools lined up on the shelf.
Kkwak.
"———!??"
I choked her neck hard, lifting her up, and reached my hand toward that shelf.
"Your obedience seems to have a rather low freshness rating, you see—I suspect it'll have gone bad by the time today is over."
Best to start with this one, then.
"That talk of yours—an orgasm packed inside that tiny head of yours—I'll make it your reality. I'll make you swear your loyalty to me with every part of that lewd, degenerate body of yours, not just that mouth."