The Pussy Fountain Show
It was a little different from when she pissed herself after the belly slap.
Her waist shot up high enough that it looked ready to snap clean off, her head thrown all the way back. The posture collapsed as if she were hanging from her bound hands, legs kicking forward. On top of that she started pumping her hips up and down in the ugliest way, violently spraying pussy juice.
Sssshhh!
“Hwaaaaah!! Hwaaat!! Haaaaaang!!!♡”
With those vulgar cries Navi thrashed her pelvis up and down. Her ass jiggled like a pair of tits. Hard to put into words, but if I had to compare it… it felt like she was twerking.
I was watching that clean, powerful squirt explode when, for the briefest instant, my brain just blanked out.
What the hell…?
A second of total brain freeze. But pure animal instinct took over; my body moved on its own and my hand closed around the phone. Before I even finished thinking, my fingers had already unlocked the smartphone and snapped open the camera app. Mechanical. Automatic.
Ding!
Body faster than mind, I started filming.
Sssshhh!
“Haaaaaang!!♡ D-don’t look…!!!♡ Don’t film me!!!♡”
Even while she was cumming in the most disgraceful way possible, Navi still managed to beg me not to record her. Guess she still had that much presence of mind left. I really needed to train her until she couldn’t even form words like that anymore. But this was her first time, so I’d let it slide.
Sssshhh! Ssshh! Sssshhh!
“Hwaaaaang… hwaaat… haaaaaang!!!♡”
Now it was nothing but pure moans. The squirting cut out for a second, then fired again. Every time it erupted her waist jerked up high; every time it paused her hips sank a little. Same principle as clenching when you piss, I figured. Of course, it had nothing to do with Navi’s own will. Once that first squirt had broken free, it was already past anything she could control. She had lost all command of her body. A body that had been revved up into heat was now shooting fountains from her cunt whether she wanted it or not.
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
“Hik!! Hwit… hwat!!♡”
Looks like the water she’d been holding in her belly had finally run dry. The powerful jets that had been blasting out of her pussy started coming in broken, sputtering spurts. Every time a squirt hit, her waist heaved hard. She’d sprayed so violently that a little of it even landed on me. If it reached my body, I didn’t even need to look at the floor to know what kind of disaster zone it had become.
“Hwaa… haa… haaat… heuk….!!♡”
Navi’s ragged breathing filled the air. The fierce squirting finally managed to stop. Her legs had given out completely, almost forming an ┌ shape. Her body wasn’t just limp—it was completely spent, practically collapsing. The hands bound in the dolphin shorts and hooked over the hanger were the only things still holding up her nearly horizontal body.
If I had to sketch her posture, it was something like:
┌─┘ㅇ
Collapsed like that, just dangling by the hands from the hanger. Even standing straight her arms had been stretched tight; now her toes were barely holding a precarious tip-toe.
“Hwe… hwet… heuk… heuk…!”
Ding!
I snapped out of my squirt-appreciation trance at the sound of her heavy breathing and stopped recording. I set the phone down on the desk beside her, then stepped in close to get a look at her face.
It was pure trash. Eyes half-rolled back so the whites showed almost completely. Mouth hanging open, tongue lolling out while she moaned. The face of a bitch in heat.
And…
It was hot as fuck.
“Heuut… heuk… hweee.. hwe.. hwet… d-delete… heut…!”
She still couldn’t even speak properly, yet she kept resisting to the bitter end.
Slap!
“Hieut!!!♡”
I smacked the pussy that had just finished its glorious squirt from underneath, palm driving upward. The wet crack of flesh against flesh was instantly followed by Navi’s cry. Even hanging nearly horizontal from the hanger, her body jerked.
“Delete? Why the fuck can’t this bitch grasp reality?”
Slap!
“Heuuk!!”
“You’re getting used.”
Slap!
“Hieuk!!”
“Still can’t accept it, huh?”
Slap!
“Heuuk!!!”
I kept spanking her cunt with my open palm. Pussy juice soaked my hand thickly. Whatever piss she’d sprayed earlier after the belly slap must have been washed away by the flood of cunt juice; there was no piss smell left.
“Stand up.”
“Heut… heuk… y-yes.. yeees…!!”
At the order to stand, Navi forced her spent body and trembling legs upright. Gripping the hanger with her bound hands, she stretched herself back into a straight line, fully restrained again.
“Huuut… huu… huuut… heup…!”
Her body was straight, but her head hung low, shoulders heaving as she gasped for air. I bent a little to look at her face. The flush on her cheeks was even deeper than before. Exhausted from training that bordered on torture, her eyes were closed, face flushed and helpless.
A pitiful heroine. Pitiful, yet not pitiful at all. Get caught doing dirty shit and you take the punishment—that’s just common sense.
“Uup!!”
Without thinking I grabbed both her cheeks and forced her head up so our eyes met.
“Sssssss… ptoo!”
“Eup!!”
I gathered spit and spat it straight onto her face. Humiliated, Navi let out a short whimper and tried to turn her head away.
“Heut… heuup… heuk…!”
Was she sobbing… or was she feeling it…? What kept spilling from her mouth was unmistakably the sound of a bitch in heat. But there was a faint mix of crying in it too. After this much training, the sounds should be leaning more toward pure female heat. Thinking that, I briefly unhooked the dolphin shorts from the hanger.
“Haat…! Hwa… hwat…!”
Navi’s moans shifted slightly. Was it the empty hope that I was about to free her? Or the hope that I was about to torment her heat-maddened body even more?
After giving her that brief release I roughly spun her around.
“Kyaat!”
A cute little scream left her lips. Facing her back, I lifted the dolphin shorts bound around her wrists and hooked them over the hanger again.
“Haat!!”
The moment her body was hanging once more, Navi’s moan rang out. I hung her back on the hanger… no. I hung up the living love doll I was going to use as a fleshlight, then took a step back.
My eyes naturally went to the plump, raised ass. Just moments ago I had spanked it mercilessly until it was bright red. Now, as if nothing had happened, Navi’s ass only showed a soft peach-like pink. Her recovery was faster than I expected.
Come to think of it…
I tilted the body hanging from the hanger, facing the wall, a little to the side.
“Hieuk…!!”
Even my smallest touch drew short cries from her. I dropped my gaze to the belly of the tilted body.
Oh…!
Still a little red, but it had improved a lot. I’d beaten the shit out of it earlier… her recovery really was insane. A body perfectly optimized for training.
I turned her back the way she was.
Smack!
“Heuup!!!”
Unable to hold back the rising urge, I brought my palm down hard on her ass without restraint. Navi’s moan, lips tightly bitten, reached my ears. Hearing that sound lit a competitive fire in me.
Good. Let’s see how long she lasts.
Smack!
“Heuuuup!!”
Smack!
“Heuum!!”
Smack!
“Hieup!!”
Hoh… I’d hit her pretty hard, yet Navi still clenched her teeth and tried to hold the moans in. The sounds were already leaking, so she was already out, but… whatever. I didn’t care. I was going to force those bitten lips open anyway.
Smack!
“Heuuuup!!”
Every time I struck, the pain-filled moans from Navi’s tightly bitten lips grew louder.
Smack!
“Heuuuum!!!”
Smaaack!!
“Hwaaaaah!!!”
The competitive urge made me keep raising the spanking intensity until finally Navi released her bitten lips and screamed. She’d probably been trying her best to endure. In the end she just submitted to me. The ass I’d hit with full force swelled red again, perfectly matching the shape of my palm.
“Heuk… huut… aeuuk…! euk…!!”
Low moans and ragged breathing kept coming. Having taken the spanking as the price of resistance, Navi gasped and heaved. Her exhausted body leaned forward, relying entirely on the wrists hooked over the hanger. Her waist curved in a beautiful bow-like arc.
“Heuut… heup…!”
Gradually her breathing evened out. That posture… it was perfect for fucking. Wrists still hanging from the hanger, body so spent it was almost leaning against the wall. Balance broken, weight thrown forward. Naturally the waist arched like a bow, body depending on the hanger and the wall. Her pelvis stuck out behind her without any effort. The perfect stance for standing doggy-style.
But there was still one piece of training left. Just one. The final stage of the training.
I gripped the glass dildo and pressed right up behind Navi, who was hanging forward, relying on the hanger and the wall.
“Haa… haaa… heuk…!”
She definitely knew I had come up behind her. But her spent body didn’t even care; she just kept pouring out moans and twitching.
I crouched down, lowering myself until my eyes were level with her cunt. The pussy juice coating it glistened thickly. It looked so fucking delicious. If I’d had no self-control I would have pressed my mouth to that cunt right then. Or I would have slammed my cock—already rock-hard and furious—into her like driving a knife home. But I held back.
I lightly rubbed the glass dildo against her pussy hole.
“…!! Hiiik!! Hiik!!!”
The hard glass tip touching her labia made Navi flinch and bounce her hips. She kept twitching her pelvis, trying to dodge the hole left and right. Pointless effort.
I lined the head of the glass dildo up with her entrance and pushed it in just a little.
“Hiik!! Heuuuup!!!”
That startled moan of hers was so fucking hot. I pushed the dildo that had only the head inside deeper into her pussy tunnel.
“Hwaap!! Hwap!!”
Navi clenched her teeth and tried to hold the moans in. It was only a little bit of the dildo, yet she kept bouncing her hips up and down.
Smack!
“Heuup!!!”
“Stay still, you perverted bitch. You think squirming is going to make me miss?”
One sharp scolding and she quieted down.
“Huu…”
I let out a short breath and then drove the dildo in deep like stabbing with a knife.
“Heuuuuup!!!”
At the end of the deep thrust I felt something soft press against the tip. Immediately a moan close to a scream burst from Navi.