Reality Comes Crashing Back... I've Lost My Mind
I drove my hips forward hard, burying myself so deep the head of my cock pressed flush against her cervix, and locked my body there. The tip of my cock, shoved all the way in, sat right against the mouth of her womb. If I came like this, she could actually get pregnant.
A tingling, surging sensation rose up through my shaft. I poured that feeling straight into Nabi's pussy, filling her completely. Once the reins on my desire snapped, there was no filtering it — my cock erupted, pumping white liquid against the entrance to her womb.
"Hwaaah… haaah..!"
"Hiiiit!!♡ N-no!!!!!"
Nabi screamed that she didn't want it. My brain, seized by that momentary lust, let out a strange moan of its own. I couldn't stop. The seeds of my desire and pleasure — the ones that could take root inside her — spilled straight into her pussy. I didn't even have room to think about the possibility of conception. Just like that. Without holding anything back. I wrung every last drop of cum from my balls and poured it into Nabi's womb.
"Hnnngh!! Hahk…!♡"
Even as she took my load, Nabi kept making the sounds of a bitch in heat. Was she feeling the cum going into her womb…? People usually said you couldn't feel that well — that you had to concentrate just to notice it. Maybe it was the way my cock was throbbing as I came. Just a moment ago, simply flexing it while still inside her had gotten a violent reaction out of her.
"Hwaah.. haaah…!"
A cool, emptying sensation washed through my lower body. Coming felt almost like taking a piss. I'd squeezed out every last drop and dumped it all into Nabi's pussy. And yet my cock was still fresh, still rock-hard.
"Eut!! Euhht..!!♡"
Nabi still couldn't pull free of my cock, still letting out shallow moans.
"Eut… …hng… hngh… hng… hngh…!"
But those moans soon shifted into sobbing. Her weeping voice was thick with despair. It still felt like I was dreaming. Nabi, getting fucked by me, creampied, and now sobbing over it… It didn't feel real. With my cock still buried inside her.
Before I could even form a thought, my hand reached for my smartphone first. I opened the camera app.
Ding!
I hit the record button, and filming started with a chime. The subject: Nabi's pussy with my cock still plugged into it, and her winking asshole.
Schlick.
"Hnnngh!! Hahk…! Haaahngh!!♡"
Even through her sobbing, the moment my cock pulled free she made that vulgar sound again. The wet friction of pussy juice coating my shaft scraping against her vaginal walls filled the air.
Plop. Pop.
"Haht..!!♡"
I pulled the head free of her hole. A ridiculous little pop sounded. The phone in my hand held steady on Nabi's pussy and asshole without a single shake. I'd pulled out, but the cum didn't spill right away. Her emptied pussy gaped and fluttered open — almost like a goldfish's mouth, opening and closing.
"Heuk.. eugh…!! Heeugh…!!"
Her hole fluttered like it was breathing, clenching and releasing over and over. Watching it shrink and swell had a strange, almost lively quality to it.
"Hngh… hng… hnnngh…!"
Nabi was desperately, frantically bearing down with her pussy, trying to push out what was inside. She kept clenching and unclenching, grunting with the effort. She was doing everything she could to keep my seed from implanting in her womb. Even I could see it.
Drip.
"…Eut!! Hneut… hnnngh… hneut…"
At last, thick white fluid began to ooze from her fluttering hole, pushed out little by little. Looking at it, it almost seemed like antacid leaking from her pussy. The white clumps of my lust, forced out of her vagina, ran down toward her clit. Standing there in the doggy-style position, gravity pulled the cum from her hole until a bead formed on her clit — then grew larger, and finally dropped right between her two feet.
Ding!
I watched that much, then hit the stop button on my phone. The sight of cum leaking from Nabi's pussy after a creampie was saved cleanly to my smartphone.
"…Hng… hnghngh… hnnnngh… hng…!"
The moment the recording stopped, Nabi started crying for real.
Ah…
I'm fucked…
The second I heard that sobbing, my consciousness started snapping back to the reality of reality. My head dropped on its own. The first thing that entered my field of vision was my still-raging hard-on. I'd just finished coming, and yet it was twitching, a little precum beading at the tip. The whole shaft was coated in pussy juice, gleaming. Even the hair at the base was matted with it, clumped and tangled where it had gotten wet.
I slowly lifted my gaze toward Nabi's back.
"Hngh… hng…. hnghngh… hng….! Eut… eueut..!"
Nabi was still draining my seed from her pussy. Sobbing as she did it. Her body heaving with each sob, she looked like she'd fallen into a pit of despair. Even through the weeping, she kept bearing down, forcing the cum out of her hole to avoid getting pregnant.
If I put myself in her shoes, of course she would. The only reason Nabi had gotten fucked by me was that I'd caught her doing Sect. That one reason alone. I'd blackmailed her with it and taken her.
While training her, there was one thing I'd known and deliberately looked away from, avoided facing. What I'd done to Nabi. Coldly speaking, what I'd done was rape. If she reported me to the cops right now, I'd be looking at prison with no further questions asked. Taking the girl next door — Kang Hyunji — just because she did Sect content, and fucking her? By any normal standard, that was just a crime. And on top of that, I'd gone and creampied her, risking pregnancy…
The moment that fact registered in my head and the reality of reality hit me, a chill ran down my spine.
What the hell have I done…
This wasn't the same as post-nut clarity after jerking off. It wasn't emptiness — it was the bone-deep chill of realizing you'd done something you couldn't take back, something with consequences you couldn't handle. I'd just done something insane.
"Hngh… hnghngh… hngh…! Hnnnngh…!! Hng…!!"
Nabi started crying harder and harder.
What do I do…
I completely lost it for a second and did something crazy…
Should I beg for forgiveness here…?
But the train had already left the station. I'd gone way too far. I should've pulled out when she asked me to stop… Regret flooded in. Watching her cry so pitifully, so wretchedly, only made it worse.
…
No…
No…
If I show weakness here, I'm the one who gets fucked. If I've already done it, I have to push through all the way. And I did have my own evidence when I started training Nabi.
The spanking. The belly-bulging thrusts. The squirting. Up until the creampie, Nabi had acted like she hated it — but she'd clearly responded to the training. She'd even shown me her silver cotton panties soaked so wet they couldn't hide it. She could deny it all she wanted, but that was proof her body was reacting to being trained.
It might be a cheap, filthy rationalization…
And it might be a truly shitty, selfish way of thinking…
But I have to get out of this situation somehow. One wrong move and my whole life is over. Honestly, thoroughly training Nabi into a jotjip might even be better for her.
I know that sounds like twisted logic. I know that perfectly well. But looking at how Nabi responded to the training just now — if I train her properly, I can bury the rape under it. It might depend on Nabi's choice. Of course, I have to thoroughly hide the fact that she holds that choice. I need to stay above her, whether she realizes it or not, so I can control her. Put bluntly, it's gaslighting. If I want to survive, that's the only path.
"Hngh… hnghngh… hnghngh…!"
Tears welled in Nabi's eyes and dropped to the floor. My heart almost softened — but I steeled myself again. I shoved down every doubt I'd just been wrestling with so none of it showed on the outside.
Smack!
"Ieeeugh!!!"
I deliberately spanked Nabi's ass. To look more confident. Then I untied the hands bound in her dolphin shorts, hanging from the clothes hanger.
Clack.
Thud.
"Eugh!!"
The moment I freed her, she let out a short moan and her legs gave out — she crumpled to the floor. Collapsed completely, face-down, almost like she was still in doggy style. In that position her ass was raised high, pussy and asshole fully on display. Her pussy was still gaping and fluttering like it was breathing. Her asshole… maybe because I hadn't fucked it, it still looked pretty. Clean.
" … Haa… hngh… hng… hng… haht…hng…!"
Sprawled on the floor, Nabi kept alternating between breathing and sobbing. Cum continued to trickle from her pussy, dripping onto the floor.
I didn't say a word to her. I just untied her wrists, then pulled on the boxer briefs I'd taken off. Then my jeans.
Clack! Clack!
I buckled the belt at my waist.
Ah…
It felt a little gross. There was still pussy juice on my cock. It had dried a bit, but not completely — some was still there. My cock touched the fabric of my underwear. The not-quite-dry juice left a faint smear on the cloth.
Hah…
Should I wash up at Nabi's place before I go?
Forget it. Don't wash.
Washing up in the house of the woman I'd just fucked might give me a sense of conquest… but my guts weren't that big yet. Right now, all I wanted was to get out of this situation as fast as possible.
Well… look at it another way. Think of it as a trophy from fucking Nabi.
I must've fucked my brains out — I was spouting complete nonsense as self-justification. I straightened my clothes and walked out of the room, essentially abandoning Nabi where she lay — ass up, pussy and asshole fully exposed, sobbing with those lewd little breaths.
Thud. Thud.
I walked to Nabi's front door.
Shuffle. Shuffle.
I put on my shoes.
Clack! Click!
I pulled the front door open and left the nest of my prey.