Nina, the Silver-Haired Married Thief
"N-No..."
"No?"
That colossal, rock-hard shaft pressed firmly against Lady Nina's plush lips. Slathered in a foul blend of drool and pre-ejaculatory fluid, the azure cock ground relentlessly against her tightly shut mouth.
"You dare say no to me?"
"...A monstrous thing like that... won't fit down my throat."
She twisted her head away in an attempt to avoid it, but the phallus pursued her with cruel persistence, squashing against her sleek, delicate cheek.
"Refuse to open, and your husband dies."
"...Fine."
Resigned, she parted her lips.
"Good girl. Now open that throat of yours wide. It's going in."
Squelch!
"Mmmph!"
A look of sheer, suffocating terror overtook her face. The Demon King clamped his massive hands—broad as cauldron lids—around Lady Nina's head to hold her fast.
"Hey, you over there. The husband ought to enjoy himself too, shouldn't he? Erica, stroke that man's cock."
"Wh-What?!"
"He betrayed you just the same, didn't he? Give him a hand so he can jerk off while watching his precious wife choke on my dick. Heheheh, consider it an act of demonic mercy."
Bound by the Demon King's command, I approached Lord Morrich, who lay pinned face-down beneath the hulking minotaur.
"Mmph, mmph, mmph!"
"I'm sorry..." I whispered.
The minotaur wrenched him upright by force and tore his trousers open in a single, violent motion.
Rrrrip!
In the flickering torchlight of the cavern, his exposed member appeared out of the dimness. My hand closed around his dense, hair-covered shaft.
"Well? How is he?" the Demon King called out.
"...He's erect."
"Gwahaha! Look at that, you married bitch! Your own husband popped a hard-on just watching you suck my dick! Hahahaha!"
Lady Nina's eyes darted toward my hand gripping her husband's erection, and she glared at me with pure, murderous hatred.
"Kuh-kheh-kheh! How dare you glare at my woman! Shameless wench!"
Schluck!
"Mmmpphh!"
Lady Nina's slender jaw stretched so violently it seemed on the verge of dislocating, and her throat bulged outward as if an Adam's apple had suddenly formed beneath her skin.
"Hahaha! This throat-pussy is brand new, isn't it? Or is it just that your husband's prick is pitifully small? Hahahahaha!"
"Mmph, nggh!"
Gulp, schluck, gulp, schluck!
Merciful gods. He had zero regard for her agony, driving himself as deep as his sadistic whims desired! Her eyes rolled back until only the whites showed as she suffocated in sheer torment. To ram something so enormous down a woman's throat as if she were a lifeless toy...!
What terrified me even more was that the entire shaft hadn't even entered her yet. Only a little more than half had breached her gullet, yet her throat was stretched to the point of bursting, her entire body quaking while drool spilled continuously from her pinned lips.
"Kuh, throat-pussy passes with flying colors. Every time you convulse, that pulsing, writhing clench around my shaft... damn, it feels incredible...! Ah, there really is nothing quite like breaking in a married woman."
Squelch, plunge, squelch, plunge!
"Here it comes. I'm going to blow, so open that maw wider! I'll blast my seed straight into your fucking stomach!"
"Mmmph, nggh, mmpphh!"
"Khh...!"
Spluuuurt—!
"Ku-urp?! Mmph, bu-urgh?!"
Her gullet convulsed violently. Unable to contain the torrential deluge in her stomach or throat, thick streams of semen began gushing out through her nostrils. She let out muffled, agonizing wails and beat desperately against the Demon King's thighs with both fists, but her struggles were utterly futile.
Paying no heed to her resistance, he forced the back of her skull down until she had swallowed the phallus all the way to its root. His heavy, iron-like testicles battered rhythmically against her chin and throat.
"Khh, haah, it just won't stop pumping...! I'll feed you until your belly's full to bursting!"
Spurt, gush, splat!
It seemed he was finally nearing the end of his climax. The massive rod twitched and throbbed deep inside her esophagus.
To think that monstrous thing had been buried inside me before... The mere memory made my skin crawl. The sensation of it wreaking havoc in my belly; that thick, scalding white sludge pouring in like water from a high-pressure hose. Compared to the pitiful member twitching in my hand right now, the Demon King's seed was on an entirely different scale.
Throb, squirt, pulse, spurt!
"Kuuuh...! Excellent. That was quite satisfying. For an appetizer, at least."
He milked out every last drop remaining in his urethra into her gullet. His azure skin rippled, and his gluteal muscles clenched and released repeatedly throughout the drawn-out, blissful ejaculation. With an expression of profound refreshment, he yanked the iron-club-like shaft from her mouth.
As the phallus withdrew, her contorted throat snapped back into its original shape.
Pop... slurp!
"Cough, hack, cough-cough! Bleargh, urrgh!"
It was a veritable waterfall of semen. She looked like someone who had gorged on thick gruel only to vomit it straight back up. Her loosened tunic, exposing her bare chest, along with her leather pants, were drenched in white and translucent fluids as she violently heaved up the scalding demonic seed.
I recognized that heat all too well—the Demon King's unnaturally scorching semen...!
"Spit out one more drop, and I'll sever your husband's cock."
"!!!"
At those words, Lady Nina panicked and desperately began scooping up the spilled semen from the floor with her bare hands, stuffing it back into her mouth and swallowing it down. Watching his wife reduced to such depravity, Lord Morrich's shaft stiffened rock-hard in my grasp, spurting out a pathetic, watery discharge that looked like watered-down milk.
"Hey now, Husband-san. You can't go blowing your load this early. The main event hasn't even begun."
"!"
"Let's hear your review. How does my semen taste, married woman?"
"...It's too thick. Like porridge. It clumps up, so I... I have to chew it..."
"Mmph, mmph!"
"Please... can't you ask me these things where my husband can't hear...? I'm begging you...!"
"Heheheh, you find that shameful? Where's the fun in keeping secrets? Come now, how full are you?"
"...My stomach feels like it's going to burst. The pungent reek is backing all the way up to my throat! My nostrils are ruined, too..."
Under the compulsory influence of the confession spell, she answered every inquiry with helpless candor. Lord Morrich's eyes bulged, bloodshot to the point of bursting from skyrocketing blood pressure. Thick veins throbbed visibly beneath his scalp.
"And how was the size?"
"...My jaw feels dislocated. I can't take it in my mouth a second time."
"If your throat can't take it, your pussy will just have to swallow it instead."
"!!! B-But you just came! You spilled so much of it just now...!"
Throb—!
"G-Good gods...!"
She stared half-dazed at the colossal shaft, which had surged back to full, towering hardness as though it had never ejaculated at all.
"Now then, let's show your dear husband what happened in the other room earlier."
"N-No! Anything but that, please...!"
"What's the harm? We've already done everything there is to do."
"That's a lie! What do you mean, everything...?!"
"I don't care for your pleading attitude." The Demon King chuckled darkly. "Strip your clothes off yourself and beg."
"..."
"Hurry up!"
"...I understand."
Squeezing her eyes shut, Lady Nina let tears stream down her cheeks as she turned to look at her husband.
"...I'm sorry, darling. Close your eyes. It will be over... it will be over soon."
Lord Morrich roared in despair, his throat constricting in muffled anguish. Yet, pinned helplessly beneath the muscular, bull-headed beast, there was nothing he could do. The sleek, silver-haired married woman began stripping off her garments with trembling hands.
"Oh? Your nipples are still rock-hard. Did sucking my cock get you turned on all over again?"
"...Yes. Please, just stop talking."
Her physique was the very epitome of slender beauty—lithe and feline, like a cat or a leopard. A flawlessly toned body without an ounce of superfluous fat was laid bare within the cavern. Her pert breasts were modest enough to fit neatly into a single hand, crowned by small, light-brown areolas and sharply protruding nipples.
She tried to shield her bosom with her arms, but the Demon King effortlessly forced them aside with brute strength. Giving up, she bent at the waist and pushed down her leather trousers.
Befitting a married woman, striking red underwear decorated with an extravagant pattern was revealed beneath. The daring cut barely covered half of her buttocks. I had half-expected a thong, but this was scarcely more modest—the front was ornate, while the back was entirely sheer lace, leaving her rear completely exposed. The smooth, sleek curvature of her hips resembled the graceful line of a dolphin, suiting her athletic frame impeccably.
"Magnificent. Take off the panties too."
"..."
To her utter humiliation, a glistening trail of vaginal fluid seeped out, dampening the crotch of her panties into a dark, wet stain.
"Well, look at that. You're dripping wet down there already, aren't you?"
"...Shut up, please."
"Your tone lacks proper deference. Shall I sever your husband's cock and stuff it in your mouth?"
"...I am deeply sorry. Please... enjoy me as you wish."
The vivid scarlet lace slid down her thighs. What it revealed was a slit drenched so thoroughly that her skin glistened dark and slick. Viscous arousal clung between the fabric and her sex, stretching into spiderweb-like threads.
"Quite a lush bush you have here. Dripping juices all over the place. Did you leave it untrimmed on purpose?"
"...Yes. I simply haven't had time lately."
"Heheheh. Now, drop down on all fours and beg. Stick that ass up higher."
Just as I had been forced to do before, Lady Nina neatly folded her garments on the cold stone floor, then knelt naked beside them, bowing prostrate in supplication.
"...Please spare my husband's life. I will perform well."
"And what exactly will you perform well?"
"Th-The... bed duties..." She swallowed hard. "I will... have sex with you... and satisfy you."
"Sounds delightful. But before that, let's reenact what took place in the next room for your husband's viewing pleasure."
"!!! No! Just fuck me instead! Just rape me right now!"
"Not a chance. Where would the fun be in that? Heheheh, come here!"
Grab!
"Eek?! No! Darling, don't look! Close your eyes!"
A thick demonic arm banded around her slender, fragile waist, hoisting her effortlessly into the air. His other hand planted itself firmly upon her lower abdomen.
"Earlier, you see, I started right here, pressing down above her womb."
Press, squash!
"Aah! D-Don't press thereee!"
"At first, very slowly. Then, I applied high-speed vibrations, gradually picking up the pace. Just like this."
Bzzzzt...!
His fingers trembled at an astonishing frequency, humming like an electric massager. At the merciless stimulation, Lady Nina wailed and writhed her torso in agony.
"Aaaagh! I hate this! Stop it, pleaseee!"
She flailed her long, slender legs in midair like a crane, but her struggles were entirely useless. Her desperate resistance was shattered with effortless ease as the Demon King's fingers expertly caressed her lower abdomen.
"As expected of a married woman, her body adapted remarkably fast. It felt like she'd had some experience, but it was amateur work. A proper portio massage is a delicate art, you see. You have to work it like this, and like this."
"Ah, aaaaahhh~~~!!!"
Twitch, spasm!
Beneath his touch, her body thrashed like a freshly hooked carp. The unyielding arm locked around her waist gave her zero room to escape.
"Yes, just like that... After stroking and teasing her for about ten minutes, she responded instantly. Look at this—can you see her juices matting her pubic hair into a soaked mess?"
"Cl-Close your eyes, darling! Don't listen! Don't listeeen!"
Flail, squirm.
"Hold still now. Heheh, and then, you seek out her weak points little by little, applying gentle pressure..."
Squish.
"And vibrate..."
Hummmmm—.
"~~~!"
Spasm, convulse!
"The pleasure begins to swell. You must have heard her cries from next door right about then, husband. Ecstasy accumulated in a female body like this has nowhere to escape. It stacks up in the flesh, building within every single cell until it sends shivers down the spine. And after about five minutes of that... hup."
Thrust.
The Demon King's thumb twisted sharply into the defined cleft of Lady Nina's abdominal muscles. His fingers hummed relentlessly with continuous, mechanical vibrations. There was no way any mortal body could endure such overwhelming stimulation!
"She reaches her first climax like this. Go on, cum! Show him! Show him the grand climax you had earlier! Let him see!"
"Ngh, ahh, u-ungh...!"
Spasm, spasm, twitch, convulse!
Lady Nina's sleek frame writhed wildly like an earthworm sprinkled with salt. Pitiful moans spilled past her tightly clenched teeth.
"I-I'm sorry, darling! I can't hold it anymore! I can't! It's because I came so many times earlier! Normally I could hold out longer, but—eek, I can't, aaagh, I'm sorry darling I love you I truly doooo!!!"
Twitch, jerk, convulse, spasm!!!!
Her body bounded like a freshly gutted fish thrashing on a chopping board!
"Ha, haha, hahaha... I-I came... hic, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
She sobbed brokenly.
"Gwahahahaha! She came, she really came!"
"..."
"Kuh-kheh-kheh. Still, your wife held out fairly well. Usually, subjects break down within five minutes of my technique, trembling and begging for mercy." The Demon King chuckled softly. "You see, once a woman hits a climax like that, she can't easily come down from the peak. That's when you start doting on her other sensitive spots."
With his thick, ironclad arms, he hoisted her lithe frame higher until her perky breasts hung at the perfect height—right before his maw, primed to be suckled.
"Oh, looks like these have been thoroughly suckled over the years. Light brown nipples are quite charming. Don't worry, husband, I'll suck on your wife's areolas so thoroughly they'll stretch wide and dark."
"Mmph, mmph, mmph!"
Thud, slam!
Lord Morrich thrashed frantically against his restraints. In my hand, his erection suddenly withered, and without thinking, my grip tightened around it. At the pressure, it surged back to life as though it had never lost its heat—a grotesque, menacing member belonging to the very man who had delivered me into this demonic trap.
"Hah."
"Ah...!"
"Look at that. Just the touch of my breath makes it stand at attention. And then, you lick it like this."
Slurp.
"Heeeek!"
He had merely dragged his tongue upward from beneath the swell of her breast and suckled her nipple, yet the already prominent bud stiffened completely, standing erect atop her light brown areola like a banner hoisted high. On her slender, fat-free torso, the hardened peak was all the more conspicuous.
"I heard you two have no children. It seems her firstborn will be mine, then. Hahat!"
"Aaaah, no, noooo!"
Flail, thrash!
"Stay still, bitch! Heheheh. I'll show you heaven shortly. Rubbing your slit like this... feels good, doesn't it?"
"Aaaah, no, it feels good... It's disgusting, it's filthy, but I hate how good it feeels! You vermin... ngh! What kind of fingers are... aah!"
Drip!
"Look at you drooling like a bitch in heat. You love it, don't lie. You saw how stained her panties were, didn't you, husband? I rubbed over her slit until her crotch was completely drenched. And then, I moved directly onto her clitoris. That's when the cavern lit up like a lightning storm, if I recall."
Pinch.
"N-Ngh...!"
"That brought her to her second climax. After that, breaking her was child's play."
He was telling the truth. From the third climax onward, her body had detonated in a relentless spectacle of squirts and spasms. What followed now would undoubtedly be that very nightmare.
"Now then, don't hold back. Let yourself cum to your heart's content, just like before."
The Demon King's thick fingers slid deep into the married woman's lushly haired crevice.
Squish.
"Ah...!"
"Leaking already? Well, it certainly stays true to earlier, but breaking so easily takes away the thrill. Has your cunt turned completely soft from cumming so many times?"
Squelch.
"G-Gaaah...! Aaaah...! Y-Your fingers... are too thick...!"
Tears, mucus, saliva, sweat, and the scalding semen that had leaked from her mouth and nostrils earlier—every single orifice on her face save for her ears was discharging moisture as she wept and pleaded.
"Mmph, ngh, please... stooop...!"
"Stop whining. Once my cock goes in later, your pussy's going to split wide open anyway, bitch. Consider this preparation."
Squelch, squelch.
"Ngh, ahn...!"
"Your inner walls are clamping down on my fingers nicely. I have high hopes for that cunt of yours."
His digits pressed deliberately into various internal angles.
"Where does madam like it best? Here? Or perhaps here?"
Grind.
"Ahn, aaaaahn~~~!"
Spasm, convulse, twitch!
"Right here, isn't it? Wow, the inside is remarkably firm and springy."
"A-Ahn, hahn...!"
As if trying desperately to cling to her sanity, she shook her head back and forth, scattering her disheveled silver hair. Lady Nina... looked devastatingly, heartbreakingly erotic.
"Rubbing the inner walls like this while gently scraping the clitoris..."
Rub, rub, stroke.
Pinch—.
"P-Please... stop... I... I can't hold it...! No, it's coming, it's coming again, eek, eeeek!"
"Not that you ever held back to begin with, kuh-kheh-kheh. I'll stroke you until you become a thoroughly docile pet."
Rub, swirl, caress, stroke.
"Did you know, husband? Your wife is remarkably weak right here. When I angle my fingers upward like this, press her lower abdomen with my other hand, and tease her clit with the other—"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Gush!
"Oops. Look at that—she pissed herself, didn't she?"
"Aaaaaah! Ahn, haaaah~~~!"
A violent torrent of clear fluid erupted from between her thighs.
Sploosh, squirt, gush!
"She just can't stop squirting, heheheh! Now that her pussy is thoroughly basted and ripe, shall we hold the grand inauguration right in front of her husband?"
Her sleek, exquisitely sculpted feminine body lay trembling on the cold stone. Her face was an utter ruin of tears and snot. Dropping her down directly before her cuckolded husband's eyes, the Demon King forced her thighs wide apart.