Forgiveness
The wet slap of flesh filled the room. On the bed, I held Aria in both hands and drove into her like a fleshlight, her juices spraying with every thrust.
"Hngh... haaah...! Nngh...!!"
Her eyes had rolled back, whites showing. A grinding sound as her teeth clenched together. She was enduring the pain of being split open with an unreadable smile on her face.
Deflowered. That's right — she'd been a virgin. Even now, a trickle of red blood ran down through her juices and soaked into the sheets.
"Hngh! Hgyaah!! Hiiik!!!"
Loud little moans, wasn't she.
"You okay?"
I didn't stop. My hips kept slamming into her, over and over.
"I-I'm fi—!!!! Hnyaah!!!"
The moans didn't let up. Threads of spit trailed from her lips and scattered through the air. I'd only put in half out of consideration, and she was still struggling that much.
"Hnghkk!! Nngh!! I-I'm fiiine!! Hiiiiik!!!"
Aria's shoulders shook. Her head snapped back, spit flying into the air.
"Nnghkk...! Nnnnnngh!!! Hnghkk..!!"
Her pussy clamped down all at once, juices spraying out of her — and I came, long and hard, pouring everything I had into her.
"H-hooooot...!!!"
Her tongue-tied pronunciation. Somehow, it was filthy in all the right ways.
Ever since I'd obtained the goddess's power, the volume had increased too. I was using contraceptive magic, but the amount I was stuffing into Aria's pussy was enough that a pregnancy wouldn't have been surprising if I weren't. How many times had I come already? From last night through to dawn, it had to have been twenty at least. And still my stamina was fine. If anything, it wasn't enough. Satisfying was the last word I'd use.
Aria's belly, meanwhile, had swollen into a bulge. Her breasts swayed back and forth, and below them, her stomach. The semen filling her womb was sloshing around in there — obvious enough, given I hadn't pulled out once.
Maybe I should let her rest.
I drew my cock out of Aria's pussy with a long, wet sound. She let out a little grunt. I was still rock-hard, veins standing out along the shaft, steam rising off the skin. A thick flood of semen gushed from her like a bursting dam, pouring onto the bed and pooling into a white puddle.
"Hyaah!!"
Steam curled up from Aria's pussy. Don't tell me I'd burned her.
I tossed her down onto the puddle of semen. She hit the mattress with a pathetic little sound, trembling all over, looking for all the world like she was savoring the afterglow.
"Haa... haaahn...!"
"Squeeze tighter, Aria."
"Nngh... y-yes...!!"
Aria wriggled on top of me, locked firmly onto my cock, straining to keep from slipping off by clenching down. It had only been a short time, but I'd trained her enough that I could bury myself to the hilt. The bulge of her belly stood out sharp in my vision.
"Not too much?"
"N-nooo...! I-I'm fine!! I can do this!!"
"You don't have to push yourself."
"I really am...! I'm fine!! M-Master! I'll... I'll squeeze you as hard as I can!!"
At first she'd been in so much pain. Was she starting to feel that pain as pleasure now? Or was it just her body's defense mechanism, tricking her into thinking it was? Right now, Aria was proving her usefulness. She didn't complain at all anymore, the way she used to. Every word out of her mouth was cooing, meant to make me feel good and nothing else.
I looked down at her sitting on me by the grip of her pussy alone, the stumps of her legs trembling. She bounced her body as much as she could, working my cock. It wasn't much of a stimulation — I'd have been better off moving myself. But the fact that a woman was servicing me like this filled me with a strange, nameless exaltation.
A little while later, I gave her the signal.
"Aria. I'm coming."
"Y-yes...! I-I'm coming toooooo!!!"
She'd been holding her climax on my command.
"Come."
I snapped my hips up, the head of my cock grinding against her cervix, and emptied myself into her in a long, shuddering pulse. Aria came with me, a broken cry tearing out of her as her whole body shook.
"Hyaaaaahn♡"
And with that, she went slack, slumping down on top of me like a puppet with its strings cut.
I had no idea how much time had passed. I was in the kitchen, feeding Aria, with her still speared on my cock and my arm hooked around her waist. Without arms or legs she wasn't heavy. If anything, the stimulation against my cock was something of a snack.
Aria didn't eat off the floor anymore. I would feed her. She'd abandoned her pride as a goddess and officially become my pet — she deserved treatment befitting that.
"Open your mouth."
"Yes..."
I placed a piece of bread on her tongue. She chewed it thoroughly, slowly, as if it were caviar. I was about to ask why she was taking so long when a tear slipped down her cheek.
"Why are you crying."
"Hic... hhgh... I-I'm sorry...! It's just... I haven't had food in so long...!"
"Ah."
Right. For weeks now, Aria hadn't had anything she could chew — just milk, water, liquids. Of course the taste of actual food would overwhelm her. Looking at her like this, I supposed I'd been a bit too harsh.
Not that I was going to stop. From now on, Aria would live out her life in despair, wailing over what she'd become. But she couldn't be allowed to grow accustomed to despair alone. Sometimes you had to give hope, so the threshold would rise.
With that in mind, I held a cup of chocolate milk to her lips. She drank it down in greedy swallows, and before I knew it the cup was empty.
The meal ended not long after. A fullness she hadn't felt in a long time. Aria's eyes began to flutter. About to fall asleep, was she. Falling asleep while impaled on my cock. How insolent.
I lifted her up, about to start thrusting again — and that was when she called out to me, in a young, tender voice.
"M-Master..."
"What."
"I... I know this is presumptuous, but... may I ask you a question...?"
"What is it."
I asked it flatly, without much interest. And Aria said:
"Do you resent me, Master...?"
For a moment, my mind went blank. Had she figured it out? Even if I denied it, after everything I'd done to her, she wouldn't believe me anyway.
"Yeah."
I answered without hesitation. Aria's eyes welled red.
"I'm... sorry..."
That was it. My true wish was revenge. Revenge against those who had dragged me to the other world, put me through ten years of living hell, and kept me from being at my parents' deathbed. And Aria, as the one responsible, had paid the price. A living toilet who'd lost all pride as a goddess. That was Aria now.
"What do you want to do to me, Master?"
"Is that... so..."
All right. How was she going to react now. Hate me? Resent me?
But what came out of her mouth was nothing I'd expected.
"What...?"
"I... I dragged you to the other world against your will and made you suffer... and not just you, but others as well..."
So there were others besides me who'd been dragged to the other world.
"Countless among them died, or vanished without a trace..."
"..."
"And now, at last, I'm paying for my sins..."
"That so."
Something in me wavered.
Aria's shoulders trembled. Was this an act?
No. I could read her memories. This wasn't a lie — it was genuine. And with that, it felt as though something in my chest had come undone.
I had no idea how much time had passed. I sat there in a hollow silence after hearing Aria out, and she, still impaled on my cock, simply kept still, as if in meditation. There was still time before Shin Eunyeong finished work and came home, so I decided to stay like this a while longer.
Then Aria asked another question.
"And... just one more thing..."
She tilted her head back and met my eyes.
"If you... marry Miss Eunyeong... will you throw me away?"
What?
"Why would I marry her?"
"But... you said you were going to marry her... right beside me..."
Ah. That.
"I was just playing along."
"What do you mean...?"
"She doesn't even like me. She cheated."
She'd gotten fucked so much by other men her pussy had gone brown. Compared to that, Aria was clean. Unused, and still pink. I liked that.
"That's...!"
"Don't make a fuss."
"I-I'm sorry... then why do you play along with Miss Eunyeong when you know what she's after?"
"It's just fun. Watching her strain to steal what's mine is pathetic."
More than anything, I'd planned to use her to torment Aria. I didn't need to anymore, though.
"Then, the marriage..."
"Not happening."
"Ah..."
A brief silence. Aria fidgeted with her lips, then lowered her head and spoke, quietly, almost mournfully.
"Then... what will happen to Miss Eunyeong...?"
What would happen to her. She'd toyed with my parents and tried to take what was mine. She was going to get the revenge that called for.
"What do you want me to do with her?"
"M... me?"
"You're pissed, aren't you. Don't you want revenge for everything she's put you through?"
Not that I had any right to ask. I was curious anyway.
"I don't know..."
Playing the noble one, huh.
"That so? Then I'll handle it myself."
I already had a fair idea of what I was going to do with that bitch.
"...Understood..."
I lifted Aria up again. Working through it all had my lust boiling back to the surface.
"Ah..."
Her face flushed, and she lowered her head. I stood, easing my cock slightly out of her with a long, wet sound. She moaned at even that small rush of pleasure. And just as I was about to snap my hips forward—
The front door banged open.
"I'm home!! Oppa!!"
Shin Eunyeong was back. Was it already that time? I didn't particularly want to deal with a bitch who'd spent the whole night loading cargo until she was a nervous wreck. Whether she knew what I was thinking or not, she walked straight into the kitchen.
"Oppa, I—!"
"Yeah."
"Huh...?"
Our eyes met. Hers trembled. What they found was me, buried in a limbless human toilet.
A beat of silence. Then Shin Eunyeong spoke. She let out a sigh, and said it with complete composure.
"Oppa. That's cheating."
As if a bitch like you had any right to say that.