Training the Red Lioness (1)
Ruriel Basium was a starving beast.
The desires she had suppressed for so long, mixed with the humiliation and sense of victory she had experienced that afternoon, completely burned away her reason. She climbed on top of Tusma, who lay collapsed on the bed, and looked down at him like a conqueror. Her blood-red hair, catching the moonlight, was disheveled, and her golden eyes blazed with pitch-black lust. The thin silk nightgown slipped with her movements, teasingly revealing the contours of her firm, perky C-cup breasts, her narrow waist, and the smooth curves of her thighs.
“Hehe… Commoner, how do you feel right now? I’m asking what it’s like for a lowly peasant to enter the bedroom of a noble lady and earn the chance to defile her body.”
Ruriel roughly grabbed Tusma’s chin and asked provocatively. Her voice was thick with excitement, and her hot breath carried the sweet scent of wine.
Tusma enjoyed her dominant attitude and looked up at her with the obedient eyes of a loyal dog.
“It is the greatest honor… my lady. This humble body is ready to serve until it breaks.”
“You talk well. That look in your eyes is quite pleasing. Like a colt begging to be tamed by me.”
Ruriel smiled with satisfaction and began unbuttoning his shirt one by one, practically ripping them open. Her eyes sparkled even more brightly at the sight of his firm chest and defined abs. The practical, battle-hardened muscles forged by a commoner’s life held a wild charm completely different from the smooth, pale bodies of noble sons seen at social parties. It stirred something deep inside her.
“Your body is quite acceptable. It seems worthy enough to become my toy.”
She extended her nails and slowly raked them down his chest. As red lines appeared on his pale skin, she trembled with a thrilling pleasure. Her hands gradually moved lower until they finally reached the buckle of his pants.
“Now, show me. The greatest loyalty you can offer me. I will personally verify whether that thing of yours can satisfy me.”
Ruriel roughly yanked his pants down. At last, Tusma’s massive member, previously trapped in his underwear, revealed its full majesty. Already swollen to its limit from arousal, the enormous thirty-centimeter cock looked like a ferocious weapon. The thick, bulging veins and the flushed, angry glans were intimidating.
“Hic…!”
Ruriel’s body shook with a startled expression. She had thought it might be big, but facing its overwhelming size in reality made her unconsciously swallow hard.
What… the hell is this…? This can’t be a human’s… Is this monster-level…?
It was an utterly unrealistic size to call a man’s organ. Her heart began pounding wildly. Along with fear, an intense excitement surged through her entire body.
Something like this… inside my body…?
Just imagining it made her lower lips throb, and she felt a rush of hot nectar gushing out. Her panties became soaked in an instant, the wetness spreading down her thighs. Swallowing dryly, she reached out with a trembling hand and grasped his burning-hot shaft. The heavy, rock-hard sensation that filled her palm pulsed like a living thing, threatening to paralyze what little reason she had left.
“Y-yes. It… it has to be at least this big. Th-this should be enough to satisfy me. Mm-hmm…”
Ruriel tried to hide her obvious panic and hurriedly opened her magic inventory, searching for something. Various magical tools appeared and disappeared from the air in rapid succession.
“Was it this one? Ah, no. This is it.”
She pulled out something that looked like a small dictionary inscribed with spells and quickly flipped through the pages.
“Flesh, grant yourself the time of pleasure. Turn pain into ecstasy and heal wounds with rapture!”
"Flesh, grant yourself the time of pleasure."
"Turn pain into ecstasy and heal wounds with rapture!"
A faint membrane of magical power settled over her body along with the unfamiliar chant.
Oh? Is that a body protection spell?
Since Princess Inrohi was quite advanced in magic, Tusma had never seen her recite that spell out loud during sex. Even when he had been with other women, he had never witnessed them casting the spell beforehand. This was the first time he had seen it.
It was rather cute how Ruriel, clearly flustered at the sight of his massive cock, had frantically cast the body protection magic.
They say magic is powered by imagery, so everyone creates their own incantations.
That was why the same effect could have different chants or names depending on the user. Familiar spells could be used without chanting, while difficult ones required recitation to keep the mental image from breaking.
“Hehe, now I’m ready. Fear not, commoner. This body of mine will brilliantly decorate your first time.”
She forced herself to act arrogant and untied the strings of her own nightgown. The red silk slid down smoothly, perfectly revealing her pure-white naked body under the moonlight. Without hesitation, she lowered herself onto Tusma’s cock.
“I… will move myself. It is an excessive honor for a mere commoner like you.”
She straddled his body and aligned his enormous glans with the entrance of her soaking wet pussy. The moment the hot, hard tip touched her most sensitive flesh, an uncontrollable moan escaped her lips.
“Hah…!”
She slowly lowered her hips. Her narrow, hot entrance tensed and contracted to accept the unknown intruder. The sensation of the glans prying open her pussy lips sent electric pleasure coursing through her entire body.
“Mmm… Ah…!”
But that was as far as it went. A taut membrane blocked her path. Though she had no experience and didn’t know what it was, her instincts told her that going any further would trigger something irreversible.
“Huh?? Why… won’t it go in any deeper…? It feels a little painful…?”
When she looked down in great confusion, Tusma smiled slyly and grabbed her waist.
“Lady Basium, you acted like you had so much experience, but it seems this is your first time. That is called a hymen.”
“Ugh…! H-hymen… So that’s what was blocking it…?”
Ruriel’s face flushed bright red with embarrassment at having her virginity exposed.
“You tried to take my cock without any foreplay, so of course it wouldn’t go in. Were you that desperate to receive my seed?”
“Uuu… I-I’m so embarrassed…!”
Ruriel covered her face with both hands. After acting so superior, being exposed as an inexperienced virgin made her want to disappear from shame. Finding her adorable, Tusma politely suggested,
“Though this body of mine is lacking, if you permit it, this humble commoner will do his utmost to make your first experience the very best. May I take the lead?”
At his words, Ruriel’s face turned red again. The shame of her virginity being discovered clashed with the desire to surrender everything to him.
“…D-do as you wish, commoner. But… if you disappoint me… you will regret it.”
The permission she barely squeezed out served as the signal. In an instant, Tusma reversed their positions.
“Kyaa?”
He laid Ruriel down on the bed and draped both of her legs over his shoulders, spreading her wide open.
“Kyaaaa?! Th-this position! It’s lewd! Way too lewd! Stop it right now!”
Her defenseless M-shaped spread left her secret garden completely exposed to Tusma’s gaze. Her glistening pink inner folds and her tightly clenched pussy entrance ignited his conquest instinct.
“Now, my lady. This humble commoner will teach you what true pleasure is.”
Without giving Ruriel a chance to resist, Tusma spread her pussy wide with both hands.
“Hah! What are you doing?! Take your hands off right now!”
He then began to focus on her lewdly exposed clitoris, caressing it rapidly. With the thumb and index finger of one hand, he gently pinched the sensitive nub and rubbed it in circles. With the fingers of his other hand, he stroked her outer lips and teased her entrance.
“Ah, aah?! Ah?! Hng! N-not there…! Don’t touch it!”
Ruriel grew flustered and didn’t know what to do. Enjoying her reactions, Tusma showed no mercy. He roughly rubbed her clitoris with one hand while simultaneously attacking her nipples—rubbing and pinching them—with the other.
“Haaaaaah~!!”
“Judging by your reaction, this side seems to please you, doesn’t it?”
Tusma grabbed her perky breast and rolled her hardened nipple between his fingers, tugging on it.
“Hah, haaah~! W-wait. Just a moment~! Please wait~! I’m begging you~!!”
“I’m afraid I can’t, my lady. Since I promised to take the lead, I won’t stop. I will clearly teach you just how lewd your body truly is.”
“Haaaaahng~!! Ahn! Aahng! I-I’m cumming! I’m cumming from this~!!”
Shaaaah!
Completely helpless against Tusma’s skillful hands, Ruriel experienced her very first orgasm brought on by a man. Hot squirt gushed from her urethra, thoroughly soaking her lower belly and the bedsheets. Her mind went completely blank, and the unknown sensation of every nerve in her body standing on end left her unable to think straight.
“Heuuuung…”
Observing her reaction, Tusma continued. He began to explore her body even more deeply as it trembled in the afterglow of climax.
“We’re still far from finished, my lady. This is only the beginning.”
He extended his hot tongue and began licking her pussy, now slippery from the juices she had sprayed.
“Hiiik! Your t-tongue…! No, that place is dirty…!”
“There is no dirty place on you, my lady.”
“Haaahng~!!”
Ruriel was shocked, but she soon twisted her body under the new dimension of stimulation his tongue provided. His tongue would gently lick her clitoris, then roughly thrust into her entrance. Every time her hips bucked from the pleasure, he gripped her ass tightly and pressed her even harder against his face.
“Haaahng! Ah, no! I’m going to cum again! Again! I’m going to cum again!”
Under his relentless tongue work, she climaxed a second, then a third time in quick succession. Each time, the squirt that burst out drenched Tusma’s face. Yet he didn’t mind at all; instead, he tasted her honey even more persistently.
“Hah… Haa… Haa…”
When Ruriel was finally completely exhausted and panting, Tusma smiled with satisfaction and climbed on top of her. The time for real sex had finally arrived.