One Hotel Room
The hotel made a mistake and only booked one room. They said there weren’t any others available, so we just came in for now.
At my words, Suzuki Chisami staggered up from the bed and walked over to me. Her face was twisted with irritation, and my gut told me this wasn’t going to end well.
“You can’t even handle something this simple…! All you have is that fancy bloodline of yours, and you can’t even book a hotel room properly?”
Suzuki Chisami jabbed her index finger into my chest and started tearing into me with a shrill voice. Wait, didn’t she hear me? I told her it was the hotel’s fault, not mine. She must have been drunk and twisted my words into whatever she wanted to hear inside her own head.
After getting poked in the solar plexus a few times, I started to get genuinely annoyed. I wasn’t in my normal state either. I’d drunk enough to knock out the rest of our group for a while, so my self-control was already running on fumes.
Smack!
I grabbed Suzuki Chisami’s wrist as she tried to poke me again. She glared at me with a look that said, You dare? I stared right back with an expression that said, What are you going to do about it?
“Stop it. If you keep going, you’ll regret it.”
That was the limit of my patience. I had no idea what would happen if Suzuki Chisami pushed me one more time. She yanked her hand free and jabbed my chest again with her finger. Then, wearing a queen-like smile, she said to me:
“How exactly are you going to make me regret it? A mere employee like you…”
“Kyaa!”
I shoved Suzuki Chisami straight onto the bed. Already drunk, she collapsed onto it without any strength. From where she lay, she glared up at me. Even in those eyes filled with pure hatred, I could see a primal fear lurking—the fear of being alone in a room with a man.
“I said you’d regret it, didn’t I?”
“Let go! I’ll kill you!”
I grabbed Suzuki Chisami’s chin. She thrashed desperately, hitting and pinching me. Even though she was drunk, her frantic movements sent us tumbling across the bed in a tangled mess.
As I blocked her pinching and slapping, we somehow ended up in an incredibly lewd position. Of course, if I actually hit or pinch her back, Suzuki Chisami would die instantly, so I only defended myself to avoid causing a fatal accident. Whether it was from the adrenaline of fighting or from getting worked up while hitting me, her nipples were visibly hard, poking through her shirt and bra.
Me? I was obviously rock-hard too. After rolling around on a bed with a woman for nearly twenty minutes, any healthy man would get an erection whether he wanted to or not.
Suzuki Chisami kept struggling, apparently unaware that she herself was getting aroused. She kept moving while shouting “Let go! Let go!” and I pressed her down with my body to stop her rampage. Then, by sheer luck, her freed arm slammed me across the cheek.
This bitch…!
My reason snapped for a moment. When I came back to my senses, I was already tearing through Suzuki Chisami’s hymen with my cock and pounding her with savage power pistons.
“N-no~!! Stop, I hate it, I hate it! Get off!”
“What do you mean no, you fucking slut!”
Suzuki Chisami was screaming “Dame! Dame!” in Japanese while I cursed in Korean and kept thrusting my hips.
Her clothes were already completely ripped off, leaving only her glossy brown skin visible. Maybe because we were in the middle of sex, that tanned skin of hers looked incredibly erotic.
“You… you…! I’ll definitely make you pay for this!”
“I’ll make you take those words back before the night is over.”
“Shut up! I’ll never take them back—ahhn! Ngh…!”
Suzuki Chisami seemed shocked by the moan that escaped her own mouth. Until just moments ago, she had been burning with rage over the pain of her broken hymen, but now I could feel pleasure slowly rising in her as love juices began to flow from her pussy.
Suzuki Chisami’s cunt was gradually growing hotter. The temperature inside her vagina, felt through my cock, kept climbing. Unlike when I had forcibly torn her hymen, her pussy was now greedily sucking and squeezing my shaft, responding to every thrust of my hips. As expected, while her mouth lied, her body was honest.
“Oohh…! Ngh, mmmh!!”
Since she was a virgin, Suzuki Chisami had no resistance to pleasure. She tried to hold back her moans, but that only made the sounds coming out of her even more comically lewd.
“Oohk…! Stop it… Hic! Ngh… hah!”
The weak “stop it…” she was saying now was completely different from the earlier “Don’t!” There was no willpower left in it to make me get off her.
“Apologize, you bitch! Say you’re sorry!”
“N-no! Why should I apologize! Someone like you… I won’t lose to someone like you!”
“Oh really? Then I’ll just have to do this!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
I switched to the so-called 'mating press' position—also known as the flexion position—and slammed my hips as violently as I could. crushing deep against her womb.
“Huuu~ Ooooh! Never… nghh…! Nnhuuu…! Never ever♥ will I—!”
Suzuki Chisami was surprisingly resilient. But my sexual stamina was strong enough to handle more than ten women, and the night was still young.
“Ugh… I’m cumming!”
“No, no, no…! Not inside, not insiiide~!! Hiiiaaaah!!”
True to the name of the mating press, I buried myself as deep as possible and pumped my semen straight into Suzuki Chisami’s womb. Thick globs spurted out, and each time, her body twitched and shuddered as she unwillingly accepted the seed of the man she hated.
“Now… it’s over, right? So let me go!”
“Who said it was over?”
After the creampie, Suzuki Chisami stared blankly at the ceiling before trying to push me away with both hands, asking if it was finished. I pinned both her wrists with one hand and started moving my still-buried cock again.
“Hngh…! Men are supposed to be done after cumming once…! Hyaah! Why is it still so hard?!”
Well, I’m not like most men. The cum I had filled her with made every movement incredibly smooth. Perhaps because of that, Suzuki Chisami’s moans sounded even sweeter than when we first started.
“Hngh…! Nnhuu! Hngh! Hnngh!”
“Ready to apologize yet?”
“Huuu… never…! I’ll never apologize…! Never ever♥”
Not wanting to hear any more of that stubborn refusal, I sealed Suzuki Chisami’s mouth with my own. If I overloaded her with pleasure from above and below, she’d become more obedient. At first, she tried to bite my tongue in surprise, but when I began thrusting violently, her strength gave out and she couldn’t even do that. Thanks to that, my tongue was free to explore every inch of her mouth.
“Ngh… Chup, chuup…! Hngh…! I hate it, don’t kiss me…! Chuup…!”
Even as she said she hated it with her mouth, the way she eagerly sucked on my tongue told me her fall wasn’t far off. I began fully developing her body—kissing her mouth, relentlessly fondling her breasts with my hands, and maintaining a rhythmic piston motion below.
“Huuung! Hngh, I hate it… I feel weird, haah!! I hate iiit! I don’t want to change like this…!”
It seemed Suzuki Chisami was gradually realizing her own body was surrendering to the pleasure. And exactly four hours later—
After four hours of relentless training, Suzuki Chisami had become a perfectly obedient slave to pleasure.
“Heee♥ I’m sorryyy! Uuuhng! I’m sowwy, Chisami’s gonna break like this!!”
Covered in semen from her pussy to every inch of her body, Suzuki Chisami had already become my slave of pleasure. Three times I had forcibly woken her after she passed out from orgasms, and after continuously touching every part of her—including her pussy—while only giving her water in between, she had at some point transformed into an obedient little puppy.
“Clean my cock with your mouth.”
“Yeees♥ Haaup…! Uup, uhhup!”
Since she had been a virgin just four hours earlier, Suzuki Chisami was still clumsy at everything except what was being done to her. Even now, what she was doing wasn’t exactly cock cleaning—it was more like an awkward blowjob. Still, that very awkwardness had its own charm.
“That’s enough. Now sit next to me.”
“Yeees~”
“You belong to me now. You understand that, right?”
“That’s…”
She still hadn’t completely surrendered deep in her heart, so the answer didn’t come immediately. I grabbed Suzuki Chisami’s breast, squeezed the firm flesh, and flicked her nipple.
“Haah!”
“These nipples too…”
Then I slid my hand lower and rubbed her clit.
“Ngh, hngh!”
“This pussy too…”
Finally, I held her cheeks with both hands and kissed her. Unlike when she had tried to bite my tongue earlier, Suzuki Chisami now passionately intertwined her tongue with mine.
“Chuup♥ Chup, chuup, uhhup…!”
I pulled my lips away and stared straight into her eyes.
“And you belong to me too.”
“Yeees…. I am Ryuta-sama’s.”
Suzuki Chisami answered with a dreamy gaze and a blissful smile.
