Public Duel (3)
Public Duel (3)
"Kh, ugh...!"
As if that wasn't enough, the already agonized space between her legs was mercilessly crushed by his heel.
Nemesis bit her lip and let out another pained groan.
Looking down at her with a twisted smile, Hector grabbed her ankle and pulled it toward him, rubbing her aroused pussy even more viciously with his hard prosthetic leg.
"You're one perverted bastard, aren't you?"
Hector rattled his prosthetic leg against her pussy like a jackhammer. The pain from having her forced-open crotch trampled, combined with the terrible orgasm delivered by the Lust Insect inside her—Nemesis gritted her teeth and endured that bottomless quagmire through sheer mental fortitude alone.
But to anyone watching, that desperate endurance of hers only looked like a kind of perversion derived from being subjected to sadistic acts.
"Kugh...!"
Nemesis, who had been enduring the assault, struggled to lift her head and pried off Hector's hand that was gripping her ankle. Barely escaping the prosthetic leg that had been giving her indescribable humiliation, she forced her weakened body up and put distance between herself and Hector.
Nemesis somehow managed to assume a combat stance again, but there was no hiding her ragged breathing.
"How about you just give up already before you embarrass yourself even more~?"
Hector sneered leisurely as he watched Nemesis, whose lower body was trembling slightly.
Nemesis didn't respond to the mockery, just bit her lip until it bled and glared at Hector.
Clearly, the current situation was the worst for her. But that didn't mean she could choose the worst possible self-destructive move of surrendering. If she surrendered, the humiliations she would have to endure next would be far worse than this.
So Nemesis had no choice but to ignore the Lust Insect tickling her uterus and charge at Hector.
But even catching Hector proved difficult for her.
"Oh ho?"
Hector dodged her hand by a paper-thin margin, as if mocking the goddess before him.
Nemesis couldn't help but question how unexpectedly fast Hector's movements were. At first, she thought she was missing him simply because her body was in bad condition. But even accounting for that, his movements were far too agile.
'No way...?!'
Just as her inexplicable suspicion was growing thicker, Nemesis suddenly remembered yesterday's fact—Hector had drunk her breast milk.
Realizing why Hector had become unrecognizably fast, Nemesis's face twisted at once.
"Found an opening!"
As Nemesis ground her teeth at discovering that her own milk's effects had improved Hector's reflexes, he closed in on her in an instant and punched her in the belly.
Thwack!
"Ugh...?!"
Struck square in the solar plexus by the prosthetic fist, Nemesis curled over her abdomen and collapsed on the spot.
Hector looked down at Nemesis, lying face-down on the floor, swallowing pathetic moans. Then he grabbed her by the bangs and slowly lifted her head up.
"Oh dear, looks like our goddess got hurt pretty bad~?"
Hector exposed Nemesis's pain-twisted face to the audience so they could see it clearly, then shoved his disgustingly smug face right into hers.
Nemesis stared at him with eyes seething with murderous intent, not hiding the rising fury.
"Hmph, judging by that cocky expression, it seems you still haven't had enough punishment?"
Hector snorted, displeased by her face that still seemed to retain fighting spirit. Then, releasing her hair, he slowly moved his hand toward her slender waist.
"I think I need to teach that ass of yours another lesson."
Licking his lips obscenely, Hector said that and tried to tuck her under his arm again.
And at that very moment, Nemesis's pained expression suddenly sharpened.
Snap!
Shoving off the filthy hand that had been winding around her waist, Nemesis instantly moved behind Hector.
"Y-you bitch, never learn...?!"
Hector's face showed surprise that Nemesis still had strength to resist. Thinking she would attempt another suplex from behind, Hector leaned his body forward as much as possible to prepare.
But that was a miscalculation.
What Nemesis attempted this time wasn't a suplex. Pretending to grab his waist and throw him backward, she waited for him to lean forward—then didn't miss the opportunity and climbed onto his back.
In that position, she wrapped her legs around his lower body to lock him in place and yanked both his arms backward hard.
"Kyaaah?!"
The moment Nemesis's technique flowed into completion as naturally as water, a loud scream burst from Hector's mouth.
Caught completely off guard by Nemesis's high-difficulty joint lock, Hector twisted his face in agony and screamed.
"A-aren't you letting go?!"
Hector thrashed his whole body with all his might to break free from Nemesis's hold, but it was useless. The harder he struggled, the more ominously his shoulder joints creaked. The technique was so perfectly applied that escape seemed nearly impossible.
Even while being helplessly dominated, Nemesis hadn't missed even a fleeting opening, and this was her counterattack.
"AAAARGH!!"
"I'll tear both your arms off just like this!"
Nemesis gritted her molars and mercilessly pulled Hector's arms, as if repaying the humiliation she had suffered many times over.
Unable to hide his pain from the goddess's technique that felt like it was crushing every joint in his body, Hector's face contorted.
Crack! Crack!
Every time she pulled Hector's arms, the insects inside her womb shook violently. But Nemesis, with the resolve of one who had endured humiliation for revenge, never let go of the arms she held.
"Kh, kheh..."
Just as Nemesis's victory was in sight, Hector, struggling to lift the corners of his mouth, let out a faint laugh as if he had lost his mind.
Nemesis found Hector's refusal to drop that mocking smile even in this situation extremely irritating.
"What's so funny?"
"Ugh! No, I just feel a bit sorry for you, that's all."
Hector, in a desperate situation where his joints were about to dislocate, swallowed a groan and continued.
"You think I only put the insect in one place?"
"What...?"
At Hector's words that were hard to ignore, Nemesis's eyes reflexively widened.
And exactly at that moment—
Crack! Crack! Crack!
From below her waist, she detected an eerie squirming that could no longer be ignored. The intensity of the stimulus was similar to what she had felt so far, but the epicenter wasn't her vulva.
It was a different hole.
"Kkeut...?!"
At the horrifying sensation probing her filthy place, Nemesis's back arched violently as if she had been hit by a high-voltage electric shock.
She wished it was an illusion—the worst sensation she had ever experienced—but the stimulation beyond her rectum was undeniable reality. She had no choice but to realize that Hector had inserted a Lust Insect not only in her pussy but also in her anus.
"Keugh, just give up already!"
Hector, having activated his hidden trump card, sneered.
Nemesis jerked her hips intermittently at the vile violation occurring in her most shameful hole.
"Krrruuugh...!!"
Disaster upon disaster.
Even so, she didn't let go of the arms she held, biting her molars hard and continuing the technique.
"W-what?!"
Nemesis showed no signs of releasing the hold even while her asshole was being violated. Growing impatient, Hector started sweating in his uncomfortable position.
"LET GO OF MY ARMS NOW!!"
He thrashed and screamed at the top of his lungs from the pain of his arms about to pop out.
But Nemesis ignored Hector's screams and pulled the arms she held even harder.
Hector, shocked and even horrified by Nemesis's desperate struggle, furrowed his brows and ground his teeth.
"Then how about this?!"
With his body on the verge of having all joints dislocated, Hector shouted loudly.
And as if responding to that yell, the Lust Insects tormenting Nemesis's pussy and anus became more active.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
They started traveling back and forth through their assigned territories at a speed incomparable to before.
"Keuk!!"
At the rhythmic movements felt from different holes, Nemesis, trembling in her lower body, let out a sweet, moaning sound.
The Goddess of Vengeance squeezed her eyes shut at the indescribable stimulation. She tried to tense her body and resist somehow, but the Lust Insects digging into both her upper and lower holes simultaneously were too formidable an opponent.
"U, ugh..."
In the end, Nemesis, unable to overcome the inherent limitations of being a woman, released Hector's arms. She collapsed the stance she had managed to maintain under such harsh conditions.
"Fuck, you're dead now!"
Finally freed from Nemesis's technique, Hector's face reddened as he roughly knocked her to the ground. Then, in that position, he wrapped one arm around her neck and subjected Nemesis to a brutal rear naked choke.
"Kh, kheok!"
It was the moment when the tide of this nail-biting duel reversed once again.