Sorry for Being a Perverted Sow That Squirts from Spankings
"You know squats, right? Even this world has that kind of exercise."
Nagisa struck a pose in the nude. She extended both hands forward like she was crossing her arms, then bent her legs into a precise, stable squat, rising and falling steadily.
"Put your hands behind your head."
Nagisa flushed red with embarrassment but followed my command. With her arms hooked behind her head, she squatted—and just as I'd predicted, it was a sight to behold. A naked athletic girl, unable to refuse a forceful order from a man, obeying with a frustrated scowl. But despite her expression, her body betrayed her inner pervert: nipples stiffly erect, clit hardened, pussy juices dripping all the way to the floor. Even after I'd released her restraints, she showed no sign of fleeing. Such complacency.
So simple.
Ah, Nagisa, who seemed on par with her best friend Clara in sheer simplicity. I'd told her to do it, sure, but did she have to squat so diligently?
"Keep repeating it."
"How long?"
"Until I say stop."
In the meantime, I moved behind her and fetched a chair. I placed it right behind her body and sat, positioning my erect cock precisely. Now, every time—squelch.
"Eek! What the hell are you doing there?!"
Her perfect squat brought her down right onto my dick. The alignment was spot-on, so it slipped straight into her already gaping, twitching pussy hole.
"Who said stop?"
I swung my hand down hard.
Smack!
My palm crashed against Nagisa's firm ass! But mid-squat, and unlike other girls, her glutes were muscled, so my hand stung like hell.
Ughhh... what kind of person's ass is this...!
I plastered on an evil grin, but inside, I was bawling like a kid from the throbbing pain. It hit me again: if Nagisa truly wanted to escape, she could knock me flat effortlessly. So I couldn't let up.
Smack—
"Urghhh...."
"Move, you sow!"
Nagisa arched her ass back further and kept squatting, impaling herself on my cock with every motion. She could do it on her own, but obeying a command added that delicious sense of submission.
"I... I'm not a sow...!"
Smack—
"With that pig ass and tits, what else could you be?"
Smack—
"Oink for me. Come on, oink oink."
"N-no...."
She whimpered but kept bobbing up and down without a single waver in form.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
It was the first time. The first ass that forced me to hit carefully, one strike at a time, to spare my wrist. Still, I diligently turned her tan cheeks red until Nagisa suddenly froze, her ass quivering.
"Ughh... uuuuhh...!"
I grabbed her waist and thrust my hips up.
Splat!
"Kyaaah!"
"Who said you could cum on your own? You got a worthless pussy too?"
"Ughh... s-sorry...."
"With that attitude, you think you can take Clara and leave?"
I glanced at Clara off to the side. Bound hand and foot to a standard humiliation chair, a dildo was buried in her pussy, vibrating away. She giggled in bliss, utterly lost in pleasure.
"Nagisa. Stand over me."
I lay flat on the floor. Nagisa stepped over my lower half.
"Drop down fully."
"I... this humiliation...."
"If you won't listen, guess I have no choice. Shall I collar Clara and walk her in front of everyone?"
I wouldn't, of course, but Nagisa must've seen me as the type who would. A tear of shame trickled down her cheek as she squatted deeper in the same pose.
Squelch.
Now it wasn't just a squat—it was full cowgirl. Whatever.
"Huff. Huff. Huph. Hoo. Hoo."
She raised and lowered her hips, fucking me steadily while regulating her breath like it was a workout.
Squelch. Squish. Squelch. Squirt. Squish. Squish.
Her juices streamed down, she avoided my eyes in shame, yet her hips devoured my cock with passion. Her honest-yet-dishonest act suddenly struck me as ridiculous.
I reached out and groped her jiggling tits. Unlike her muscled body, they were endlessly soft.
"Ngh. Ngh. Ah. Ah. Aahh... aaah!"
Approaching her limit, Nagisa twisted her hips wildly, her form crumbling. Her expression slackened, eyes glazing over like she'd been brainwashed by sex.
I'm not done yet.
A tough exterior hiding such fragility! Nagisa shook her ass with frantic squelch-squelch motions until she climaxed alone.
"Eeeeek!"
"Ha! You useless bitch!"
I shoved her off. Nagisa fell backward on her ass, eyes wide with fear for the first time. That strong woman looked like a frightened rabbit.
I stood and jammed my cock into her mouth.
Thrust!
"Mmph?!"
"Can't make one guy cum and you orgasm twice on your own?"
I fucked her mouth like an onahole, deep and relentless, verbally tearing her down.
"What's the point of good grades? Athletic prowess? Looking cooler than others?"
"Mmmph! Mmph! Mmph! Grk! Gurk!"
"No matter how good you are, a sow who can't make a man cum properly is hopeless!"
I buried myself in her throat and finally came, flooding her insides. Nagisa swallowed to the root, gagging with wet glurk-glurk sounds between her thighs.
When I pulled out, strings of sticky saliva, precum, and semen dangled from her messy lips. In her wrecked state, she sniffled pathetically.
"Sob... hic. Hic. Sniff."
"Bet no one's seen you cry like this."
"Hic... sniff. N-no...."
"Tch."
Seeing her cry softened me a bit. A strong girl bawling like a little one made me feel like the bad guy. But Nagisa craved this—being forcibly broken, a brat or prey type. Even mid-tears, I couldn't show weakness. I had to crush her thoroughly into submission. So I played the villain to the hilt.
"Turn your ass this way."
Her eyes widened again, but she obediently turned. I snatched the discarded whip and lashed the ass she'd raised while prone on the floor.
Whish—smack!
"Kyaaaah!"
Whish—crack!
"Kyik! Aaaah! Hic...."
Whish—crack!
I'd bend that upright pride of hers. It wouldn't happen overnight, but slowly, subtly, until she didn't even realize it.
Whish—crack!
"Na-Nagisa!"
These crazy girls were still waiting by the door? Like people lining up before a store opened, they huddled against the wall and rushed over. I slipped out first, and they swarmed Nagisa like baby birds chirping.
"You okay? What'd that instructor do?"
"Y-your face looks dark... that bastard touched you, didn't he?"
"I'll kill him!"
Some even reached for their wands like they were drawing swords, dead set on murder.
"No. Nothing happened."
Nagisa just smiled brightly. She wrapped an arm around the girls like it was business as usual and led them away.
"Let's go. This isn't a floor for students."
"Na-Nagisa. That pervert really didn't do anything?"
"Of course. I don't do bad things, so no punishment. Just a simple consultation."
I eyed her departing ass. I'd whipped it until it swelled; even the friction from her panties and pants made it quiver faintly. Her gait was slower, more timid than before.
"Heh heh~."
She thought it was over? Nah. The real start was now.
After class, Nagisa emerged surrounded by girls as usual. She awkwardly refused the cookies they'd baked overnight (probably laced with aphrodisiac alchemy) and slipped free—until I popped out from my wait by the door.
"Nagisa."
She jolted to a halt. The girls panicked and blocked me.
"Time for another consultation?"
I grinned and jerked my chin toward the back. Her face mixed unease and disgust, but her eyes betrayed her—dripping with sticky arousal. Her breaths quickened, heaving her chest; her hands fidgeted. She swallowed dryly and wordlessly fell in beside me.
"Nagisa!"
"Go on ahead."
She flashed a reassuring smile at their pitiful cries and followed me to a secluded spot.
We ended up in a quiet end-of-hallway corridor at the academy.
"Huff... huff... huff...."
Nagisa was naked, as expected. Or rather, adorned with other things.
"Say 'oink'."
"O-oink...."
"Kukuku. A perfect sow now."
Pig-ear headband on her head, crawling on all fours like a beast. A pig-tail anal beads plug in her ass. I rode her back like a horse down the hall. Sweat poured off her, but her stamina and strength made it stable.
"Hurry up, or someone might see."
"Oink...."
"Or maybe you want to get caught."
I reached back and prodded the anal beads. Nagisa slammed her ass down and pissed herself on the spot.
"O-oink!"
Trickle trickle.
"Look at you? Who said you could go without permission?"
Smack!
I slapped her ass. She quickly corrected her posture and crawled.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Clap! Smack!
"Useless pig maso slut."
"Oink...."
"Pathetic pervert who squirts from spankings."
"Oink."
"Change direction? Turn left."
She obeyed, veering into a straight hallway junction. No people, but straight ahead led to the student-heavy education wing. Realizing it, she froze, trembling too scared to crawl, just staring down the hall.
"Crawl."
"Th-that's impossible...."
"Won't crawl?"
I yanked out the anal beads. The long string popped free, making her ass spasm. Her upper body sagged.
"Hiiiik!"
"Crawl."
Squelch.
I shoved them back in.
"Crawl, I said."
I pulled them out again.
Plop plop.
Tears streamed from her eyes.
"P-please... spare me that much...."
"Why? Scared of the kids seeing?"
"Hnnnghh...."
"A perverted sow who can't even make a guy cum... useless if you can't handle this."
Not entirely true, but I gaslit her anyway. You're a perverted sow. Making men cum is your purpose. It worked—she didn't argue.
"S-sorry."
"Sorry for being a hopeless sow who can't make a man cum...."
The gaslighting landed hard.
"Sorry for being nothing but a pervert who gets excited from spankings and squirts pussy juice...."
Treated like a bullied student under my threats, yet her body was honest. Just from crawling, she'd orgasmed several times. Her juices left a long trail like a leaking car.
"Good girl."
Smack!
I left another handprint on her swollen red ass.
"As a special treat, I'll teach you how to properly pleasure a man myself."