Chapter 37
She couldn’t bear to acknowledge her own beast-like weeping.
“You must open your eyes. If you keep them closed, you’ll have to leave this room with this thing still shoved inside you below.”
“……!”
Opening her eyes instinctively, Delonas felt her lower abdomen tense.
The sensation below seemed to have slipped beyond any range she could control.
“Good, you must practice clenching tightly. And.”
He said this while pressing his fingertip firmly against her c******s.
“We must educate you not to make the vulgar sounds of beasts copulating.”
Whether she thrashed or not, Lekia’s hand simply scraped down her c******s.
“Aang!”
It was strange.
The thing that had been making her body seethe—undoubtedly the effect of the d**g—seemed to intensify even more.
―Clank!
She tried to cover her mouth, but her hands were already bound.
In that state, she had to endure as Lekia’s hand ceaselessly stimulated her c******s.
“Ah, hhuuuung!”
It was a climax.
Like a beast trying not to spill a single drop of seed, she arched her back high and clenched her lower part tightly.
Of course, what she was clenching was not a person, but the imitation sacred implement.
The feeling of not being completely filled was strange. The fact that nothing hot was being spilled inside her excited interior was also strange.
“Please……!”
Not even knowing what she wanted, she wailed.
“What do you want, Princess?”
“Hhuaang!”
Instead of an answer, fluid splashed from below.
Her body, pushed to climax, could endure no more.
It felt as if all sensation in her body was gathering around her c******s and lower abdomen.
―Squelch.
The imitation sacred implement, pushed by her tightly clenching insides, protruded slightly outward.
Before the strength in her vaginal walls could even fade, Lekia thrust it back inside.
“Hahhu……!”
Her breath seemed to catch. As she trembled, body shuddering, back still arched, Lekia rubbed her c******s even faster.
“……!”
What now emerged from her mouth was no longer a human sound.
Like the panting of a beast, the animalistic cries, having completely lost reason, splattered wantonly in time with Lekia’s movements.
“That… hhuu…!”
Even as she trembled and twisted her back this way and that, Lekia did not stop stimulating her c******s.
―Splash!
Fluid splashed several more times. In her sodden, sticky lower part, Lekia kept moving his hand, wet with obscene fluid.
His hand, slick with love juice, slid even more easily over her c******s, maximizing the stimulation.
“Hhuuung……!”
At first, she tried to hold back the leaking fluid. But the onslaught of continuous stimulation completely stripped her of any control over her body.
―Trickle.
Fluid trickled down from her arched back, falling onto the bed and forming a puddle.
Even in the midst of the sticky puddle, Delonas couldn’t stop swaying her hips.
“Please, plea… se……!”
Words whose meaning even she didn’t know leaked from her mouth.
Then, Lekia’s movements stopped abruptly.
“Hhek…,”
With a thud, her body sprawled out on the bed.
The fluid she had released soaked her b******s, but she couldn’t bring herself to care about that.
From between her legs, Lekia twisted and pulled out the imitation sacred implement.
“Aang!”
Her hips jerked upward again. Her wet b******s quivered, splattering obscene fluid everywhere.
But more distracting than that was the emptiness below.
Her lower part, which had been tightly gripping the imitation implement until now, now chewed emptily at the air, twitching from the sudden void.
Seeing this, Lekia picked up the initial rod and pressed it firmly against her insides.
“Uung……!”
She thrashed.
It wasn’t a thrashing of refusal, but a movement born of instinct.
This isn’t it, she found herself thinking without meaning to.
I wish something thicker and harder would scrape and enter inside me.
Between the d**g first administered and the consecutive climaxes, her mind seemed to have gone wrong—
There was no room for such rational thoughts to linger.
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