Breeding Surrender, Apology, and Confession into the Pussy That Won't Admit It
It hadn't taken all that long to reach this point. As luck would have it, the motel had exactly one room left, and exactly one bed—just the right size for two, in a room that wasn't especially large.
'...This is getting ridiculous.'
It was so contrived, so blatantly staged, that it felt as if someone were kneading my life into whatever shape they pleased.
"Nnngh... haah, of all things, there's only one room left..."
Whether I cared or not, she kept up a steady grumble while making no effort whatsoever to hide how pleased she actually was.
"Let's wash up and sleep. Would you like to go first?"
"N-no! You go first! You must've sweated a lot today..."
'You were gushing pussy juice like crazy too.'
I wanted to say it. I swallowed it and nodded instead.
After that I shucked my clothes down to a pair of pants and a single shirt, grabbed the toiletries, and went into the bathroom. Once I was inside I could hear something rustling out in the room, and the sight waiting for me when I finished bathing and stepped back out was—
"...What are you doing?"
"I-it's not— this isn't what it looks like...!!!"
She was sitting on the bed, rubbing her body all over my clothes and sniffing them. She'd been in such a hurry that she'd only peeled off her white T-shirt and was rolling around up there, so the curves showing through the fabric, and the glimpse of mint-colored lace underwear, were pretty damn hot.
Throb!
The moment I let my guard down looking at her, the cock I'd been smothering surged to its limit and tented hard against my pants.
"Ah."
"...Heh?"
Both of us froze, equally thrown. I'd been restraining myself so carefully that this was going to be a headache, and she—who'd been sniffing around and marking her territory—
"A-are you getting horny from looking at my body?"
She already knew perfectly well, and still launched into this awkward little act like she hadn't the faintest idea.
"You put on a show like that and expect me to stay normal? It would be stranger if it didn't get hard."
So I dropped the act too, in a to-hell-with-it, I'll-just-be-honest sort of way. I'd meant to let things progress a little further before I went for it, but it didn't seem like I could put it off any longer. We were closing the distance on each other, little by little. Her pace was miles ahead of mine, of course. At this rate you could fairly say I was the one standing still, so I could rationalize it to myself well enough.
"Th-then... would it be all right if I got one load out of you?"
"......"
"I-if you stay like that, it'll be too hard and you won't be able to sleep..."
She knew full well that wasn't something you said to a man who already had a girlfriend, and watching her say it anyway only turned me on more. The way she scrambled for any excuse to insist this absolutely wasn't about wanting sex was cute in itself.
"Then... I'll be counting on you."
And I wasn't green or stupid enough to kick an offer like that away.
I stripped off my shirt and dropped my pants at once.
"Eek...!"
The moment she saw my cock standing rigid and huge, she locked up and recoiled.
"Think you can handle it? You look like you're having a hard time."
"I-I can...! It's just, just a meat stick, isn't it? I'm an A-Rank Hero...!!!"
She burned with fighting spirit and slapped the bed with both hands.
I climbed straight onto the bed, shoved the clothes aside, and sat in the center of the space she'd given me, leaning back against the headboard.
"Don't push yourself too hard. Take it easy."
"I said I got it...!"
Then she settled between my legs and stared straight at my cock, putting on this innocent look, like she was fiddling with some object she'd never seen before.
Tap, tap, tap. She poked it with a finger, swept her palm along the shaft, gripped it, and looked it over. She played with it for so long that my patience started to fray, bit by bit. The teasing hurt worse than anything.
"You think anything's coming out like that? Try doing it properly for once."
"...I'll do it my way."
She knit her brows, then slowly let spit spill from her mouth and wet the head. After that she worked her saliva over the shaft from the base outward, coating every inch until it was slick.
"Haaahp!"
At last she opened that tiny mouth wide and, with real effort, managed to take my cock in. She pushed forward slowly, taking it deeper, and even succeeded in using part of her throat.
"Kkhuhk..."
She had to hit the brakes partway through, of course, but for a first time the talent was impressive.
"You're doing well. At this level, I'll settle down in no time."
"Mmmph..."
Slurp, slurp! Sluuuurp!!!
The moment she heard the praise, she started sucking my cock with greedy, messy hunger. There were plenty of clumsy, rough spots, but the thought that her first time using her mouth like a cunt was on my cock filled in all the pleasure and excitement her technique lacked.
She kept me in her mouth longer than usual, sucking away, and when the urge to come finally started to climb I carefully took hold of the back of her head.
"I'm getting close. I'll take it from here. Just bear with it a little, all right?"
"Mmngh...?"
She tilted her head like she had no idea what I meant. I had no intention of waiting on her any longer.
Thrust, thrust, thrust!!!
Gripping the back of her head, I drove my cock deep into her throat and started using her mouth and throat like a single onahole.
"Kkhup... kkhuh... kkeuhuum♥"
She made pained little sounds, and her eyes began to roll back.
'Hard to believe this is her first time, with sensitivity like this.'
I admired that sensitivity, and that skill, and I didn't bother forcing the rising orgasm back down.
Spluuuurt!!!
Same as always, I dumped a massive load straight down her throat. Because my cock was buried so deep, the semen shot from her throat directly into her stomach.
"Huuuuk...♥♥"
The way the light slowly drained from her eyes was pretty stimulating. But everything has an end. Once I'd finished coming, I slowly drew my cock out of her mouth. Even on the verge of blacking out she'd kept sucking, and the shaft glazed slick with her spit could finally come back out into the world.
"Haaah... thanks to you, I got one off nice and clean."
"Hnn... heeek...♥"
"...Reshi?"
Something was off. The air around her had changed. Her eyes had gone dull and hazy, and her breathing grew steadily rougher.
"Did something feel wei—"
"Haah... haaah...!"
Before I could finish, she lunged at me and nibbled lightly at the nape of my neck.
"I can't— I can't hold it anymore...!"
"......"
"From the start I kept dropping hints, and you wouldn't come any closer. Is that my fault...?"
Like she was confessing. Like she was lamenting her lot.
"You messed up. Yuyeong-unnie messed up. If the two of you just hadn't fucked that day, I could've held out just fine...!"
She shoved the blame onto us, denying with everything she had that any of it was her fault. It was completely pointless.
"And how, exactly, is that our fault?"
"What...?"
"The problem is you couldn't control a single sexual urge, and got caught masturbating."
I brought my lips close to her ear and whispered.
"And during training, all you did was squirt love juice."
"Nnh...!"
When I caught her earlobe in my teeth, she flinched.
"Right down to your meals, you ate nothing but food that was good for a man. That's your fault, isn't it, Miss Reshi?"
"I-it isn't...!"
Maybe she sensed that something had gone wrong; her eyes wavered, if only faintly. She showed no intention of backing down.
"If you keep denying it like that... there's nothing I can do, either."
"Wh-what are you planning to do..."
She already knew. She knew perfectly well what I meant to do. Things had come this far. Not knowing would make her a moron. An absolute idiot.
"Last chance. Admit it, and I'll let you off."
"......"
"Hurry."
We both knew how this ended, and still I forced an answer out of her. It felt exactly like reading a novel whose ending was already written—but people keep coming back to a masterpiece because they know how good it is.
"...No. I'm never going to admit it.... Honestly, you want it just as bad, don't you...? Then convince me yourself. With that precious thing of yours."
"......"
She threw the provocation out in a tone that was quietly excited, almost expectant. I didn't feel much of anything about that. Only the desire surging up from deep in my chest grew stronger.
"Very well. Then, for now... let's begin."
It was the moment a play whose ending everyone already knew began.
"Stop♥ Stooop♥♥"
"No. If you want me to stop, admit the truth."
"I don't wannaaat♥"
In the end she was getting fucked like a bitch and resisting only with her mouth. She had no will to resist, and still she resisted out loud because she wanted to be taken even rougher. She didn't even seem to feel the pain of her hymen tearing. Blood was running clear as day, though, so this was definitely her first time. Was it that twisted libido, that hypersensitive body, that kept her from feeling the pain at all? A predator's private grief, and a very particular taste.
I gripped her tail like a handle and slammed in until her womb was crushed flat. I'd used the trait often enough by now that I could lay the effect of Lustful Touch on other things as well. I cast it straight onto my cock.
'If I can put it on my body, putting it here is the best there is.'
Even the ordinary cock I already had was at the level of a cunt-killer, and stacking the trait on top of that meant there wouldn't be a woman I couldn't bring down. From here on, the harder part would be getting her onto the bed in the first place.
Pap, pap, pap, pap, pap!!!
"Nnghk♥ When this is over, I'm really gonna be maaad♥♥"
"You still haven't come to your senses."
I kept pounding into her womb, then pressed my cock down on it and pinned her from above, driving her into the mattress. A rear mating press, I suppose you'd call it. In any case, using weight and strength to stamp a partner who was face-down, it was the same thing as a mating press.
"From training on you were pumping out pheromones thick as anything and squirting love juice everywhere, so what the hell are you denying? At the hotel you were masturbating while you listened to us fuck."
I wasn't even using polite speech anymore. This was nothing like Yuyeong.
'This one has to be built on forceful breaking-in.'
There would be no gentleness at all. She wanted that, too.
"Hieek♥ Quie-quiet, be quieeet...♥♥"
When I ground down on her womb and turned the air ice-cold, her body started to tremble.
Squeeze!
At the same time the pressure clamping around my cock grew stronger.
'...She's excited.'
There was nothing to call this but a genuine masochist. No matter how she denied it, her whole body was screaming that she was looking forward to it. Even while I was fucking her, the concentration of her pheromones was only getting stronger. If anything, that only turned me on more.
"I'm coming. Take all of it."
"Ah, nnh...♥ Don't, don't cooome♥♥ I'll get— I'll get pregnant♥"
"Whether you stuff yourself with birth control or don't is up to you. I don't see why I should listen to someone who keeps lying."
I had no intention of stopping. In the end I crushed her womb once more, driving up from below as if to stamp her into the bed.
Spluuuurt!!!
I started pumping thick semen directly into her womb.
"Hiek♥ Heeeek♥♥"
She shuddered as if she'd been electrocuted, eyes rolling back, and whether she'd forgotten how to breathe she just gagged and kept climaxing. That alone made the relationship between hunter and prey perfectly clear. Whether she admitted it was a separate matter, but I didn't care. I was confident I could break her, one way or another, and make her mine.