#38 - Bunny Viola
Viola in her bunny girl outfit possessed a power that could literally drive men insane.
That impossible, unrealistic figure where everything filled out and curved in just the right places, enhanced even further by her pure, innocent beauty that made it all shine.
And the bunny girl costume that made that perfect body stand out all the more.
I had to admit it. It pissed me off, but I had no choice.
A pub where Viola worked in that outfit? No matter the price, people would line up out the door.
Rinaldo Faishas really had an uncanny nose for money.
Of course, I had no intention of letting Viola work in a place like that. She was my woman from the start—mine.
I wouldn't forgive any other man's lecherous stares.
Or maybe... I could forgive that much.
No man could walk past a woman like Viola without feeling at least a flicker of desire.
-Squeeze squeeze squeeze-
-Grip!
"Nngh... K-Kasian-nim..."
"Viola, that was too hard..."
"It huuurts... so goooood..."
I'd grabbed her breasts without thinking, too hard, but Viola was urging me on like she loved it.
Seeing her like this, Viola really seemed like an unbelievable pervert. Squeezing her tits that roughly turns her on?
With her indescribable masochistic tendencies, I gave her plump ass a light smack.
-Slap!
"Eek...!"
"Viola, does getting your ass spanked feel good?"
"Y-Yes... it huuurts... so muuuch..."
"Then, between a tight breast squeeze or an ass smack—which feels better?"
"Ngh... hnnngh..."
Viola clung to me without choosing, unable to speak.
But soon, as if she'd decided, she whispered in the tiniest voice.
"The ass... smack... feels a little... betteeeer..."
Whoa.
Honestly, that surprised me for a second.
Viola was still relatively clear-headed right now. She wasn't fully aroused yet—just some breast play and one ass smack, and she was already this loosened up?
Maybe she just melted automatically around me.
If so, perfect. Even better. It meant I had that much power over her.
I pulled her body close and started kneading her ass.
-Knead knead knead-
"Nngh... ah... nnh..."
Viola twitched in my arms but stayed obediently nestled, letting me toy with her.
Maybe because I wanted to torment her more, I focused on her weak spot—raking my fingers up her ass a bit harder.
-Scraaatch-
"Hnyaahhh...!"
-Tremble tremble tremble...
Viola shuddered violently at the teasing scratch, clutching my clothes.
-Grip- -Knead knead knead-
"Hnnngh... ungh... ahn..."
The thin bunny girl fabric made her springy, soft, plush ass feel incredible just kneading it.
"P-Priest... nim..."
"Yes, Viola?"
"I-It's... embawwassing..."
For her whining about being embarrassed, what I could do was simple.
"Then, let's make it even more embarrassing."
Still holding her, I walked to the full-length mirror in the corner of the room.
Viola let herself be moved helplessly, submissively in my arms.
Once we reached the mirror, I whispered to her.
"Viola, look behind you."
"Behiind...?"
She turned, and the moment she did, I gripped her ass hard.
-Grip!
"Hnnngh..."
Viola let out a lewd cry but obeyed, staring into the mirror—watching her own ass get kneaded.
-Gasp!
She whipped her flushed face back toward me in shame, and I planned to embarrass her even more.
How? Nothing fancy. Just torment her in that alluring outfit.
"Viola, now let's get started."
I grabbed her and tossed her lightly onto the bed.
"Kyaa...!?"
-Poof...!
Staring at Viola sprawled on the soft bed, I stripped off my clothes.
Now fully naked, I flipped aside her bunny girl outfit where she lay prone.
Her cute pussy came into view.
"Hnnngh..."
She must've realized it, blushing wordlessly in embarrassment.
Too cute. Too lovable. Made me want to ravage her.
Acting on that, I stripped off her pesky fishnet stockings, then thrust my cock into that juicy pussy.
-Plunge!
"Hyaaaaahhh...!"
Viola's body quivered wildly, and as I shoved inside her, it felt different from usual.
Not bad at all.
The reason? Her outfit.
Viola had always been fucked by me in a few set styles: nun habit, casual clothes once in a blue moon, white lingerie, or fully naked.
But now, she wore this hyper-erotic bunny girl getup that even a succubus might envy.
It was strangely arousing, yet somehow lacking.
Viola's charm was her purity—that innocent, kind aura was irresistible.
I loved dyeing her in my colors, corrupting her.
But right now...
"Ahn, Priest-nim, Priest-nim... it feeeels good, so goooood... haaahng..."
She felt plenty corrupted. Thoroughly stained by me.
And yet...
-Rub!
"Hyaaaaahhh... Priest-nim... there... right there... don't, doooon't... hyuungh..."
Torment her clit like this, push a little harder, and her true nature emerged.
Seeing her pure self peek through while dressed so slutty felt blasphemously off-putting.
Good but hate it? Yeah, that fit.
To shake off that weird mood, I started tormenting her in a way I'd never do normally.
To fuck her, I'd shoved the bunny outfit aside.
Meaning, the outfit itself could torment her.
-Sliide-
I pulled my cock out from inside her and gripped her bunny girl costume.
"Priest-nim...?"
I wedged the fabric between her ass and pussy, turning her bunny outfit into a masturbation toy grinding her holes in seconds.
With her ass fully exposed now, she panicked and called for me.
"Priest-nim, Priest-nim, th-this, don't, it's so embawwawwing..."
She said it was embarrassing, but her flushed face, breathy voice, and dripping pussy betrayed her excitement.
-Pull...!
"Hiyaaaaah...!"
Yanking the fabric up, it pressed into her pussy, tormenting her.
Maybe because it was her first time abused by clothing, the novel sensation hit her harder than expected.
"The cloth, rubbing there, right there, it feeeels good, so goooood, eek, hngh, ahn... aaahn...♡"
Climaxing from something like this? But I was used to it now.
Viola's pathetic sensitivity and masochism.
-Press- -Rub rub-
I ground the fabric hard against her pussy, yanking it up and down repeatedly to torment her more.
Viola wailed lewdly, her legs trembling uncontrollably.
Drunk on pleasure, on the verge of total meltdown.
That should've been enough stimulation—for her, and I couldn't hold back anymore either.
-Plunge!
I rammed my cock back in.
"Haaaaaaaahhh♡"
Viola cried out like she'd been waiting, and I gripped her hips, thrusting wildly.
-Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
-Plub! Plub! Plub! Plub! Plub! Plub!
Her ass smacked against my pelvis with wet, obscene flesh sounds; her body rocked nonstop.
But the rocking didn't last.
"Kasian, Kasian-nim, I-I'm, gonna cum, gonna cuuum, cuuuuming, don't stooop, hitting so deeeep, don't, now, ahn, ahn, ahng, ngh, ungh, ahn, aaaaaahhh♡"
"Haaaahhh♡♡"
Viola came again, again—proving her pathetic limits.
I kept pounding right in front of her eyes.
She might've been satisfied, but for me, it was just the beginning.