This Bitch Squirts Again
The dildo buried deep inside her crushed against her cervix, and Nabi's whole body shuddered hard.
"Hnnngh… hnnnngh!! Hnnnnngh…!!"
She bit down on the moans. Clenched her teeth. Crushed her lips together. That mouth would open soon enough anyway. Pointless little performance.
Guess she'd never heard the line about enjoying what you can't escape.
Or maybe… she already was.
I twisted the dildo planted deep in her cunt clockwise, like turning a stick.
"Kkieeeh…!! Hnnnngh!! It's… spreading!! Spreading!!!"
Nabi cried out in a frantic, pitiful voice.
So it spreads. And?
What about it?
"What if it spreads? Clamp down properly, you freak bitch."
I spat the words straight out of my head and into her face without mercy.
Smack!
"Hieeek!!!"
I cracked the ass of the bitch spouting nonsense. Her flesh rippled. A thick, wet slap rang out as my palm flattened that meat, and her scream tore free right along with it.
Honestly, it wasn't even a line worth getting pissed over. But every time this jotjip bitch opened her mouth like that, something ugly flared up in my gut. Maybe I just needed to vent. It had been a long stretch without any real SM play… In a situation this delicious, instinct was bound to lift its head on its own.
I locked my grip on the dildo and shoved it in hard again.
"Hiiiieeek!!! Hiiiek!!!"
A sow's scream. Something soft yet faintly firm caught at the tip of the dildo and got crushed under the pressure. That was her cervix. I mashed it flat, grinding it down, and Nabi completely lost her mind.
I hammered the base of the deeply buried dildo with my fist. Same motion as setting a chisel against a statue and driving it home with a mallet.
"Eek!! Eeeek!! Kreeeek!! My… womb's bursting… it's bursting… hiiiieeek!!!!"
Her voice sounded like it was about to give out entirely. It was raw, desperate — but for all that pleading, the actual motion wasn't dramatic. If I filmed this and dropped it on Blow as Sect content, half the comments would be asking what the hell was even happening. Plenty of people would still get hard off her broken screaming, of course.
With the bare minimum of movement — just crushing her cervix — her head had to be pure white right now. Language circuits fried. That was why she could barely form words.
I kept grinding the dildo into her cervix with relentless focus.
"Hwaaaahk…!! Hnnnngh…!! Kkeuk…!! Sto— hnnngh!!!"
Every time I pressed deep enough to feel that soft mass yield at the tip, her moans spilled out. She was fighting the climax, choking the sounds down, twitching her hips in tiny little shakes trying to escape the stimulation. Cheap tricks to work the dildo free even a fraction. Not that a bitch trussed up like a hanging slab of meat had anywhere to go.
"Hiiiiek!! Sto… stop… the stimulation… I'm going crazy… I think I'm going crazy… hiiiieeek… kreeeengh!!!"
Her words kept breaking apart. Probably felt like her brain was melting. When a girl starts saying she's about to go insane, you know. Just crushing her womb over and over — what chance did she have of holding out?
I was locked into the play when something itchy snagged at the edge of my mind. Like I'd forgotten something.
What was it…
I kept the dildo pressed in and thought it through.
What did I forget…
Ah!!
Filming!!!
Right. It hit me all at once. Earlier I'd zoned out and missed the highlight of her fountain going off. The cheap, filthy squirting footage was the best part of the whole thing — I couldn't afford to miss that. Better start recording now before I forgot again.
The second the thought landed, I kept mechanical pressure on the dildo, thrusting and grinding, while my free hand grabbed the smartphone sitting on the desk beside her. Eyes on the screen. Camera app open. Never once eased up on the hand working the dildo. Didn't just sit still, either — tiny, shallow pistoning, then a deep thrust and a grind. She'd be losing her mind over it.
"Hiek… hiiiit!!! Hnnngh!! Kkeup…!! Sto… stop… I'm dying… dying for real…!!! Hiit!!!"
Exactly. Her moans spiked like she was about to black out. Once they started, they wouldn't stop. Her pelvis rocked up and down in a vulgar bounce, and her ass rolled with it, rising and falling. Between the way she was skewered and the motion, it looked like she was twerking. Truly pathetic. Truly cheap. Not that she was doing it on purpose — her body was moving on pure bitch instinct before her orgasm-fried brain could even send a signal. Still looked filthy as hell. Then again, that was why she'd been doing Sect in the first place. A freak who got off on having things shoved up her cunt. Rotten and vulgar down to the bone.
At this point, didn't she deserve to be treated like a flesh toilet?
And that was exactly why it was hot. The creature getting trained and violated in front of me was starting to feel like something else entirely. The more pathetic she looked, the more the pure college-girl image of Kang Hyunji slowly erased itself from my head. What took its place was the cheap Sect girl Nabi — the one who blew shiofuki out of her cunt in fountain shows, the one who came while grinding her hips like trash. Sect girl Nabi, getting wrecked on a glass dildo right in front of me.
Once the training was finished, I'd have to settle on a name. Jotjip? Kang Hyunji? Nabi? Probably neither Kang Hyunji nor Nabi would survive. A bitch this broken at the root would just get called jotjip. Or flesh toilet. Cum dump. Cheap, filthy names like that. The candidates floated up one after another.
If I flipped it around and put myself in her shoes, getting ruined this thoroughly just for getting caught doing Sect was pretty unfair. Nobody could have seen this coming. But so what. Who told her to do Sect and get caught by me?
Shit—
I'd drifted into idle thoughts and almost forgotten to hit record.
Beep!
I pressed the red button. The chime sounded and the recording kicked on. The subject filling the frame was her cunt, stuffed with the dildo.
"Hiit… d-don't film me…! Kreeeengh…!!"
Even while making those filthy noises, she begged me not to record. Her head still wasn't fully blank. She still hadn't grasped her place, so I drove the dildo in harder with the hand gripping it.
"Kreeengh… kreeengh…!! Hiek…!!"
Her pelvis trembled in fine, rapid shakes. Hard to tell if the voice was rage or restraint. The reaction was fun enough that I shoved the dildo deep, pressed hard, and spun it in slow circles.
"Hnnngh…! Hgik…! Hieeup!! Kreeeengh!!"
I ground it hard inside her pussy and twisted it the same way as before. Every turn made her hole gape a little wider. Those vulgar moans of hers scraped right against my ears.
"Hiek!! Hgik!! Eiiiiek!! Heook!! Hnngh!! Ah… uwaah…"
Smack!
"Hiek!!"
I cracked her ass mid-twerk. A short scream, and the pathetic little dance stopped cold.
Squelch.
Huh?
While I was stirring her cunt with the dildo, a wet sound came with something coating my hand.
"Hiek…!! Hnnn…!! Hwaak…!! Sto… stop… it's bursting… it's really bursting… please… I… I don't want it… hiiiieeek!!!"
She was saying it was going to burst.
Ah. The highlight was coming. I could feel it.
I shifted my eyes to the phone. Her cunt was framed perfectly. Time to drive toward the finale again.
I slowly pulled the dildo back from where it had been crushing her cervix, then started pistoning it in and out fast.
"Hiiiiek!!! Higik!! The… stimulation…!! I'm going crazy… please… higigigik!!!"
The rapid thrusting shattered her completely — she couldn't even finish a sentence.
"Hieeeek!! Higik!!! Ple… please… stop…!!!"
Begging me to stop. I wanted her to howl harder.
Squelch. Squelch.
More of it leaked out of her cunt and coated the glass dildo. Whatever was on it started creeping onto my hand, leaving a wet slick across my skin.
Ah. She was about to blow for real.
I sped the pistoning up even more.
Ssssshhh!!!
"Higik!!! Hiiiiek…!! Hnnngh…!! Hnngh…!!"
As I hit the final stretch, her moans sprinted right along with me.
Ssssshhh!!!
"Higik…! Hwaaaaaaah!!!!"
Her scream and a full, clean fountain erupted from her cunt at the same time. Nabi's shiofuki blasted out like a clogged faucet finally bursting free. I'd already pulled the dildo out the moment she started to go.
Ssssshhh!!!
"Hiiiieeek!! Hiiiieeet!!!"
Filthy moans, hips thrashing front to back like she was twerking, shiofuki spraying in every direction. Her fountain show was getting captured clean on my phone.
Ssshh!
"Hiiiieeek!! I… I don't want it…!! Hwaaaahk!!"
She tried to say no halfway through, but her body was honest as hell — it just kept spraying.
Spurt! Spurt!
"Hieuk!! Hgeuk!!"
Like last time, once the water ran low, the shio spat out of her cunt in little spit-like bursts. Looking down, I realized her panties had been on the floor for a while. I only noticed now.
"Hieeeeuh… hnnnngh…!!"
Once she'd emptied everything out, Nabi dragged in ragged breaths. Exhausted, she slumped forward, her weight hanging off her bound hands, her back bowed. The piss she'd sprayed everywhere had turned the room into a second disaster zone. A puddle of shiofuki had formed around her ankles. The wallpaper in front of her had been turned into an abstract masterpiece of Nabi's own spray.