Chapter 37
I went completely limp, as if I had no bones or muscles. If he weren’t holding my entire body in a vise-like grip, I would have collapsed right then. Bracing my solar plexus firmly, he gathered my legs and forcibly hoisted my hips high. The angle of entry became steeper, and my sensitive inner walls, crowded with nerves, were violently pounded as if with a pestle. Thump! Thump! Thwuck! The sound of impact, like fists hammering into water, roared loud enough to burst my eardrums.
“Hahk, ha-euk, haak!”
I opened my mouth wide, screaming, but all that came out were scorched moans. Not only was my voice gone, but my mouth felt parched dry. I stuck my tongue out, panting hoarsely to expel the heat. He grabbed my cheek, squeezing it as he forced my head back. His own breathless, ragged voice brushed against my ear.
“You said you wanted to be punished.”
“Sob… Y-Yes… Yesss…….”
“If you’re being punished, then keep your mind clear.”
“Hic, sob, yes.”
“If you faint, I’ll shove both of them in.”
After that menacing warning, he devoured my lips. The kiss was anything but gentle, but the slick wetness of his rough tongue was a welcome relief in itself. He tangled with my tongue as if to rip it out, greedily stealing my breath. It was far too lingering for a punitive kiss. The way his tongue licked every corner of my mouth was thick with unconcealed desire.
Soon, he pushed his tongue all the way to my throat, held me in a crushing embrace, and shuddered violently. His c*m, erupting like a burst dam, slammed against my cervix. The fluid Kallist had deposited earlier was pushed out, soaking my inner walls in a sticky mess. The mere twitching of the c**k buried deep inside me made my head go white. It was hard to hold onto my mind amidst the overlapping climaxes. If he moved even a little, I felt I would pass out.
“Z-Zeke… Just, s-slow, hheuk, slowly….”
“It seems the Princess doesn’t know what punishment means.”
Zeke scoffed at my plea and flipped me over. My body tumbled with the motion, leaving me lying sprawled against his chest. He grabbed my right knee, pulling my leg up and open, while his other hand seized my jiggling b****t. Palming the underside, he twisted the e***t n****e as if he meant to tear it off.
“Hngh….”
The mere touch of my n****e was enough to push me to the edge again. My body, driven to its sensory limit, could no longer distinguish pain from pleasure. He drove his c**k deep and began grinding his hips in a deep, relentless circle. Pleasure rolled over me like a thick fog, blurring my consciousness. Seeming to take note of my disheveled state, my face drooling saliva obscenely, he adjusted his stance and thwack!— drove his c**k upward. The two shafts rubbed against each other, separated only by the skin of my belly.
“Ah, aah…!”
My body curled up like a squid thrown on a fire from the sudden, unexpected climax. I was thrashing, limbs flailing, lost in an incomprehensible pleasure—
Flash. Sunlight reflected off the glass, stealing my gaze. Lifting my head straight up, my eyes met my own in the wall-hung mirror. Below my face, my g******s, being devoured by two crimson c***s, were exposed in stark detail. I gasped, sucking in a breath, and turned my face away.
“How does it look, seeing it for yourself?”
It was terrifying… bizarre…
And so f*****g hot.
His c***s were much redder, more bumpy, and larger than what I’d seen when he was pleasuring himself. This was a form that felt far more real, truly worthy of being called cursed g******s.
“Watch closely.”
He grabbed the back of my head, holding it in place so I had a clear view of my reflection in the mirror, then slowly drove his members up into me to keep my body from shaking. It was maddeningly stimulating.
‘Ah, I think I’m going to pass out.’
I fixed my blurring focus on my g***n, concentrating every nerve on the sensation. A tingling pleasure spread, intermittently anchoring my grip on consciousness.
But it wasn’t enough.
The crimson serpents plunged in and out of my passage as if burrowing into a den. I could no longer distinguish where the hallucination ended and reality began.
“Be prepared to lose consciousness.”
Even his cool, detached voice felt like part of the dizzying vortex.
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Two crimson serpents coiled around my calves and crawled up my thighs. My legs fell open of their own accord, exposing my s*x. The snakes flicked their tongues, licking at my folds before spreading their wings and slithering down.
‘Ah, no…’
Without a moment to stop it, the head of the first serpent burrowed into my hole. Despite having a body as thick as my forearm, it entered with ease. The walls of my c**t quivered and undulated in time with the snake’s movements. Then, the second serpent forced its blunt snout into the entrance, stretched to its limit by the first. No matter how much I thrashed, I couldn’t stop it.
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