Lust in the Forest Cabin (3)
“Hngh……”
With an extremely dissatisfied expression, I stopped the movement of my hips. Then, lying completely sprawled out on the dirt floor with every ounce of strength drained from my body, I pouted at the man who was deliberately avoiding my gaze.
“…Hey. You’re still young, aren’t you? Why did you go and die on me so soon?”
I didn’t forget to add, in the gentlest voice I could manage, to the man whose mouth was still opening and closing in terror.
“I won’t kill you just for telling the truth. It’s all right to answer……”
“I… um……”
“Yes?”
This was no longer a conversation between a witch and the one who had come to hunt her. I tilted my head, pausing the body that had been trying to coax his deadened cock back to life, and listened.
“It was… my first time.”
“Eh……”
My thoughts froze solid. The pleasant chirping of birds bathing in the slanting sunlight, the soft breeze rustling the branches of trees that had only just begun to sprout tender green leaves—those sounds were the only things gently filling a space where thought, speech, and movement had all gone rigid.
“Kyahahahahat! I see, ahaha, I seeee!!”
After staying like that for a long moment, I suddenly exploded into deranged laughter and bowed my head deeply. The posture shifted from straddling him to pressing our chests together in a tight embrace.
“So I’m the one who stole your virginity! How does it feel? How does it feel to have your purity taken by a wicked witch? Ahahat, was there a girl back in the village you liked? Of course there was, right? I took it before she could, didn’t I? Ahahahat… how adorable, how adorable you are……”
I parted my lips, let my wet tongue slide out, and licked along the man’s neck. The rough scrape of stubble along his jaw sent a sharp, delicious sting across my tongue.
“It’s too… slurp… delicious… ufufu…… I want to… keep devouring you… slurp… it’s making me lose my mind……”
After all, it was a male body. Even if it had gone stiff from psychological shock, even if he was crying tears of shame and fear, even if those tears ran down his cheeks and salted my licking tongue, the moment his body was given release it would respond.
Because I could already feel warm, rigid heat rising again between my legs.
“Ufufu… Your body is so honest. I love that……”
I lifted my mouth from his and pulled my face away. His tear-drenched face had been delicious, but it was time to feed something even more delicious with my other mouth.
I straightened my spine, firmly gripped his cock with both hands while still straddling him, and held it steady.
Then I shouted brightly, as if making a declaration.
“Thank you for the meal!”
Without waiting for his permission, I drove his cock deep inside me in a single thrust.
“Khuk?!”
My small frame and light weight were still enough to deliver a brutal shock as my narrow passage swallowed his entire length. At that instant of penetration, the man let out a sound that was closer to a scream than a moan.
“Hah… ah, agh…… ngh…….”
The faint pain that followed my reckless insertion, the delicate sense of loss that came every time I surrendered my body to a man, and above all the pleasure that felt as if it would set my insides on fire… felt so good that
the moment I took him in,
my brain turned to mush,
melting away.
“Aah… ugh…… ngh……. Ahahat… ahat……. Hat…… hyat…….”
My intellect had already been crushed to the point where I could no longer speak like a person. With an ecstatic yet empty expression, I simply rocked my hips.
The forest in the background disappeared.
The man being raped beneath me no longer registered in my sight.
“Kuh… ugh……”
Even the man’s moans, thick with humiliation, could not reach me.
The waves of pleasure radiating upward pierced my spine and paralyzed every thought. All that existed was the male organ sweetly stimulating the inside of my cunt. And the female accepting it…
was only me.
“Agh… agh, ahat……. Hat♡ This is…… ah, ahaha… I think… I’m going to… get addicted……”
I could no longer perceive the passage of time. My knees scraping against the dirt and grains of sand lodging between my toes didn’t matter in the slightest.
I was only moving my hips. If I stopped, the pleasure would end. If I didn’t move, it would all be over. The male pinned beneath me didn’t seem to have any intention of taking me himself anyway…….
“Mmm… raping… agh♡ Raping a man… it’s my first time, my first time… it’s so, so, so good……”
In that broken, vacant state I drooled sticky saliva—from my mouth and from my cunt. There was no way I could look human. A figure addicted to pleasure could never resemble a person. I wondered if the male beneath me was watching. I wanted to ask. What expression I was making… whether I still looked like a person to him.
Does it even matter… because that is…….
‘Agh… it’s coming, it’s coming, it’s coooming…… Like this… so easily… I’m going to—’
Aah… it’s here, here, hereherehere… it’s coooming…….
“Hnghuuuuugh?!”
Even though I had felt it hundreds, perhaps thousands of times throughout my life, the sensation of climax was new every single time. A tidal wave of pleasure like an electric shock pierced straight through the top of my skull, as if it would shatter the bone.
My lower body went completely limp. As always happened when I came violently, I lost control of my bladder. All while still clenching tightly around the man’s cock. On his groin, already soaked with my juices and semen, the urine I released pooled warmly.
“Ahat, ahahahaha… what is this… Having piss collect inside me, how pathetic……”
I muttered words without knowing who they were meant for, like a broken machine, while still straddling him. My body convulsed wildly, shaking like a wind-up doll whose spring had snapped.
What could the male pinned beneath me be thinking? Watching a body whose personality seemed completely destroyed, like a broken toy… was he plotting a counterattack?
‘But… I wasn’t thinking of turning back time…….’
No.
This… wasn’t that person’s history.
The man in the vision looked older than he did now—well over thirty. And from his reaction earlier he had clearly been a virgin. There couldn’t have been a child. Then… then…….
‘This scene… that is… it makes no sense…….’
Something that hadn’t come.
Time… the future…?
No…….
It was an illusion. A fantasy I had created.
Yes, because when it felt this good… when I came so easily… it was only natural to see hallucinations…….
‘Ueh…?’
I stopped moving. Arms, legs, waist, head—everything froze as if the strings controlling me had been severed.
“Um… excuse me……”
Me… but why…?
Why am I feeling good right now……?
“Hic… ugh……”
I was raping a man who was sobbing… a person who had never even had his first experience… someone who should have been joined with an ordinary village girl……?
I had only wanted to mend, even a little, this heart that had been shattered by killing so many people…….
So why… why had I gone this far……?
Kaira… Kaira isn’t… this kind of child… she isn’t…….
Chaotic thoughts crashed over me. Guilt? Covering guilt with pleasure? Curing madness by sinking even deeper into it? Had I really thought something like that…? But… what guilt… was it……?
Only then did the six corpses become visible in my previously blind field of vision.
“I… after doing something like this……”
Both my arms dropped limply. Strength had left my knees and waist entirely; I barely kept myself upright by bracing my hands on the man’s thighs.
I was… pushed by something and fell.
“Huk?!”
Together with the impact of the back of my head slamming into the ground, my breath was suddenly cut off. This was no illusion. Something had shoved me and was now blocking my airway. A warm grip… was strangling my throat.
The shock of the vivid vision had delayed my recognition of the scene before me, but the situation was so obvious that it didn’t take long to understand what was happening.
The man… was strangling my neck.
“Die… witch… You’re not her, that person isn’t her… so die…!!”
He was crying, yet absurdly his cock remained rock-hard, still buried inside my cunt. Now he wore the expression of a male proudly claiming a female, thrusting his hips with vigor.
“Ugh… ngh……”
There were no more visions. I thrashed, trying to resist the pain of suffocation. I could have rewound time to escape, but I had no desire to. I could not harm someone whose only crime was trying to kill me.
“U… ugh……. Agh……♡ Ahat, ahahat♡”
And then the pleasure that had halted amid my earlier confusion came flooding back, carrying me toward climax once more. So that was it… Because I had suddenly stopped…….
No—
Because I had stopped, I had taught him that a male’s joy and duty was to strangle the neck of the small, insolent female who had mocked him, to torment and kill her while trampling her beneath him.
Then… that vision of the future… I was the one who had created it…….
“Agh… agh……. Th-this…… Me, meee… if this keeps up… I’ll die… I’ll diiie…… Please… spare me……. Kahat… hng… ugh…… kek… khk…… ughk♡”
My throat was being crushed.
My body was dying. I was suffocating. Sensation dulled from my fingertips to my toes.
Occasionally I felt what seemed like a fist striking my cheek. I also felt something trampling the belly that should have carried and nurtured a child—the womb that once had done exactly that. To my numbed body, even that abuse registered only as pleasure.
Because anything done to me by the male who had recognized me as female… anything at all… was happiness…….
The edges of my vision slowly darkened. Flickering shadows gnawed away at my sight like corrosion. Once everything went black, my consciousness would vanish too, and nothing would stop the man from strangling me to death.
The other six who might have stopped him were all people I had killed, and I had resurrected none of them.
In the end…….
I had revived a man I killed just so I could rape him, trampled his purity and his memories, and…….
I really was just a crazy witch… wasn’t I……?
If I was a witch… from the very beginning… I should have quietly let these people hunt me down…… right……?
‘H-huh… If I die… there was a reason… I absolutely must not die… there was something…… What was it again…….’
I can’t remember…….
‘Does it matter… Dying like this… happily being raped and murdered while being pierced by this cock♡… feels good… This is… a very fitting end for me, isn’t it……? Agh♡ Again, again… I shamefully, filthily squirted piss again…… So, so…….’
It’s fine now…….
Aah, living was too… hard…….