The Cabin in the Woods: Lust (2)
The inside of my throat pulsed without a single gap left unfilled. The cock that had stuffed my mouth from the lips all the way past my uvula and blocked my breath twitched violently, pouring its foul-smelling liquid straight down my gullet. I could feel the hot fluid spraying fiercely against the walls of my esophagus with wet, spurting sounds.
But I was not released.
“Ughk… ok, ughk…. Brup… mp, ughk…….”
Only after the cock, throbbing like a heartbeat as it pumped out semen, finally stopped moving did the man’s arms—which had been gripping the back of my neck and my hair—loosen their strength just a little. Thanks to his rock-hard manhood softening ever so slightly, the suffocating pressure eased a fraction.
“Cough, cough…. Hhehet……”
A reflexive cough escaped from my lungs, which had been sealed shut by the sticky white fluid. The impact forced the semen still clinging to my mouth, the back of my throat, and the edges of my windpipe to mix with saliva and leak from the corners of my lips and even my nose, bubbling with froth.
Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I studied the man’s expression. The fierce momentum with which he had grabbed my head on impulse to satisfy his own greed and used my throat like a pussy had vanished. Now he looked terrified. He must be afraid of the witch’s retaliation.
I smiled nonchalantly and, with one hand, stroked and teased his cock as it gradually grew softer.
“Hehe… You’re a young man. You’re not trying to finish after just one round, are you? That won’t do. That simply won’t do… A girl’s body has so many other places you can use besides her mouth, you know?”
Even as I said that, my other hand secretly caressed my own pussy, which had grown slick and wet, eagerly searching for something to swallow.
Whether he liked the stimulation from my hand or not, I licked at his fragrant cock as it hardened once more, provoking the young man. In my head, I was already plotting how to torment this fresh-faced boy.
“Lick… Chup. So… what should I do for you? Ahaha♡ By the way, this semen… it tastes good……”
No answer came from the man. He must be scared. Even though he was so frightened, his body—betrayed by physical stimulation and helplessly aroused—must disgust him.
“Aha, that’s right. … Just wait a moment.”
I withdrew the hand that had been stroking his cock and the other hand, now drenched in my own love juices. Then—
“Nng……”
Whimpering, I tugged at my left boot with both hands. Under the man’s anxious gaze, after a brief struggle, the boot came off. A refreshing spring breeze brushed between my toes, cooling my feet that had grown weary from a long day of travel and walking.
And then the other boot as well.
Careful not to let the courtyard dirt touch my soles, I extended my feet toward the man, who sat awkwardly half-reclined on the ground with his hips planted.
And then, seeing my small, pale girl’s foot approaching, his already twitching cock—
“Eit.”
—I stepped on it lightly.
“Khuk?!”
Even though I stepped on it, I had no intention of hurting him. I moved my toes slightly, gently gripping the sensitive parts of his cock and stimulating them with small motions. In front of a witch who might devour him at any moment, I wanted to awaken masochistic pleasure in him.
“W-what… are you… doing right now……”
“Ehehe. I’m just doing something that feels good for you…? Haa, haaa……”
Replying half-heartedly, I spread my fingers and slipped them between the dripping folds of my womanhood. At the same time, I moved my right foot slowly, ever so slowly. Like a bug crawling up his body. Recalling the memory of the parasitic wasp’s children swarming over me.
The small toes of my left foot did not squeeze his cock as if to wring it out, but instead tormented it. Meanwhile, my right foot lightly pressed and stimulated the base of his manhood before gradually climbing all the way up to his lower abdomen.
Tight… abs… Haa, haa… The last traces of boyishness haven’t completely disappeared… Good, so good……
My foot, which had been gently stepping on his firm muscles and feeling the faint shifting of his organs beneath them, soon curled its toes to pinch his nipples.
“Ugh…!”
It must be humiliating to feel pleasure from such a place. It must be mortifying. But he would probably blame it on being caught in the witch’s grasp. After toying with the man’s useless nipples for a moment as if mocking them, I stretched my leg out and lightly stimulated his throat. Pressing down on his carotid artery with my big toe while the other four toes scratched at his jawbone with their nails, caressing him.
“Hngh… kuh……”
I could understand—at least partially—the humiliation he felt as a male. Even someone like Lee Seon-yeon would have been so furious in this situation that tears would come to his eyes.
And then—
I lifted my foot slightly and pressed my sole over the man’s mouth.
“Mmph?!”
“Hehe, doesn’t it feel good? It’s not an experience you can easily have—getting your face stepped on by the foot of such a young girl.”
…Well, I wasn’t exactly young, but… since I had a girl’s body, it wasn’t exactly a lie.
The sensation of his cock, twitching wildly from arousal, was transmitted through the toes that had grown damp and sensitive after sweating inside the boots for so long. Just by moving my toes a little, I could tell that his blood-engorged manhood was writhing like a snake, sucking in even more blood.
“How is it? Hm? How does it feel? These are the feet that walked all day today, and have been inside boots I wore for days on end while traveling. They must be soaked with all the sweat that accumulated, swollen inside the boots, soft and tender even though they’re damp.”
A sadistic urge I had almost never felt before—and one I couldn’t even understand—slowly began to erode my mind. I deliberately spread the toes of my right foot wide, pinching the man’s nose or pressing down on it to flatten it upward into a pig-like snout, thoroughly trampling his face and his pride as a man.
“Ufufu…… How is it? What kind of smell comes from a girl’s feet that have been soaked in sweat and filth from traveling all day?”
“Mmph… ngh……”
“I’m asking you nicely. The wicked, powerful ‘witch’ who holds the lives of you and your companions in her hands is making a request like this. Won’t you answer me?”
I could hear the man sniffing reluctantly. Even without doing that, the smell must already be invading his nostrils. I hid my slightly pounding heart and waited for his answer.
“It smells… like the fragrant barley porridge… I ate with my brother this morning… How… can something like this… come from a person’s body…?”
“I see, I see! How honest. I like that……”
Even as I spoke, I didn’t stop moving my left foot. To be trampled on the face so humiliatingly, yet unable to suppress his male instincts and becoming aroused anyway… I wondered what it felt like to experience that pleasure so intensely.
A shiver ran through my entire body, raising goosebumps. A spine-tingling, profane pleasure that destroyed one’s dignity. The people who had tormented me… abused me, raped me, violated me, trampled me… had they felt this kind of sadistic bliss?
It made me a little angry. That they had enjoyed this while leaving me out. With that thought, I mocked the man once more.
“Ahaha, getting your cock rubbed and rubbed by such a tiny girl’s foot… getting your face pressed down hard by dirty feet… and still getting excited? Don’t you have any pride as a man? This perverted cock is completely useless!”
“Brrup!?”
I lifted the toes that had been crushing his nose and slipped my foot straight into his mouth. The small toes that suddenly invaded and blocked his breath made the man—
Without the slightest hesitation, begin to lick them.
“Mmph… chup… side… chup… chup… haahk……”
Even I, who had been tormenting the man for so long, couldn’t help but be flustered here. The ticklish and embarrassing sensation of his tongue wildly licking between my toes made me try to pull my foot away, but—
His strong arms clamped down on my calf. With this small body, I couldn’t escape. I tensed for a moment, wondering if he was going to harm me, but the man was simply holding my foot so I couldn’t withdraw it from his mouth.
The smooth, swirling sensation of his tongue racing across the sensitive spots between my toes like a swift current beneath a stepping stone made me moan without realizing it.
“Hyat… Hah, I didn’t… tell you to… lick… Hngk… It t-tickles… so much……”
Even as I spoke in a pleading tone, I suddenly realized I couldn’t let him take the initiative. I moved my free left foot with care. Spreading my toes wide, I sandwiched his cock between my big and index toes, pressing down on the warm, blood-filled pillar like a pedal and stimulating it faster and faster.
Without even realizing it, my fingers were caressing my own precious slit as if enchanted.
“Mmph…… chup… chuuup, chup… lick… hah… It smells… good… salty and delicious……”
“Hngh… U-ugh… I said it tickles… Hyat… I won’t… forgive you… ngh… Hyaht♡”
In the spring forest where pale green buds were sprouting, the sweet moans of a man and woman intertwined. The spaces between my toes being caressed by his tongue, the base of my toes, the soles of my feet—they tickled unbearably. They melted. The signals traveling along my nerves from the tips of my toes seemed to turn my whole body into soft, mushy porridge.
It was infuriating. I was supposed to be the winner. I was supposed to be the one tormenting him. Being overwhelmed like this was too vexing, so I moved my left foot even more urgently. Recalling memories from when I had been a man long ago, remembering the experiences of working in brothels and pleasuring men with my hands or feet, I urged him to spurt out his white fluid soon. So that he would realize he had humiliatingly cum while being stepped on by a girl.
“Hyaht… U-ugh…… H-hng… Getting excited… from a foot… of all things… Even though you lost to someone like me… a girl… in swordsmanship… What kind of man… are you… Hyaht!?”
Along with the ticklish pleasure piercing through the crown of my head and the feeling that something inside me had snapped, I convulsed with my legs stretched rigidly, squirting water with a wet hiss.
As my body writhed like a crushed bug, shamelessly spraying from my pussy, something hot splashed over me.
“Hwe… ? Uup… ugh……”
Semen… thick, explosive, sticky white male essence… splattered across my face, my chest, the hem of my robe… and finally over my toes, which were still wriggling as they toyed with his cock, defiling them.
Looking down at the man who had collapsed onto the floor in exhaustion, I licked my face. The fishy smell and salty taste filled my mouth and nose. As if in a trance, I spoke words of appreciation that the other party might enjoy.
“Semen… tastes good……”
I wondered if my words reached the man’s ears. It didn’t matter. This wasn’t the end of what I had to do.
“But,”
I knelt down and reached out with my right hand, firmly grasping his softening cock.
“It’s not over yet, you know? Because……”
With my left hand, I provocatively spread open my pink slit. The place, already overflowing with love juices that ran down my thighs in streams, parted shamefully, forming silvery threads between the girl’s most precious parts.
“I’ve been holding back here too…… You should taste the vulgar witch’s pussy, shouldn’t you……?”
The man did not answer. Whether from exhaustion, fear, or anticipation, his body only twitched faintly.