I’m a Hostage Princess, But My Confinement Is Way Too Cozy - Chapter 46

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The thought of his two members, hard as red-hot iron bars, sent another wave of excitement crashing over me. In the end, I let out an undignified cry as I brought myself to climax with my own fingers. My vaginal walls and rectal walls clenched and spasmed simultaneously. The intense sensation hadn’t completely subsided, but it was bearable for a little while.

Hahak, hak… Gasping for breath, I pulled the three fingers out of both my p***y and my a*s, only to feel a cold gaze on my back. I turned my head and met the eyes of the large man staring intently at my b******s.

Swallowing a thrilling sense of exhilaration, I managed to part my trembling lips.

“Z-Zeke…? Wh-when did you…?”

Did he see me finishing myself off? Or had he been watching from the beginning? Curiosity came before the shame of being caught.

I couldn’t detect any lust in Zeke’s eyes. Instead, his gaze seemed to scorn me, as if looking down on a woman gone mad with desire. Yet, contradicting his expression, the front of his trousers was bulging, ready to burst.

A dizzying wave of excitement hit me. To provoke him, I deliberately raised my hips high and used my fingers to spread my asshole wide open.

“This is… Ah, there’s something strange inside… I was trying to get it out…”

Had he discovered the sacred object Ruasil had stuffed inside me? The Adam’s apple of the man, who had been standing as still as a statue, bobbed. I reached a hand out to him as if begging for help. My slender hand trembled pitifully.

“Zeke… If it’s not too much trouble…”

“……”

“A white ball… Can you please take it out? I can feel it vibrating… Hahh.”

Just then, a surge of pleasure made my waist jolt. I buried my face in the blanket, trembling for a long moment before finally lifting my flushed face. His knees were already on the bed.

“Please… Ah!”

As if unable to resist my pleas, he reached out, pushing two thick fingers into my a**s. The soft inner walls clenched around his fingers, and his expressionless face instantly twisted.

“Kgh.”

His brow furrowed, and thick, dark blood vessels bulged along his tightly clenched jaw. The movement of his fingers, searching for something within me, grew increasingly blatant. Far from finding the white ball, he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the soft, vibrating walls.

I moaned softly, feeling his fingers, then carefully parted the lips of my p***y. It was to show him there was another hole.

“Zeke… Actually, there’s another ball in here… Aghk.”

Without hesitation, Zeke pushed the index and middle fingers of his other hand into my p***y and began kneading the inner walls. It had been a few days since it was last used, and the entrance was so tight that even two fingers felt overwhelming.

“Ah, hh… Please, take it, out, It feels so strange….”

“Your body seems to be enjoying itself.”

“No, ah… It’s because of the… the sacred object… hhk.”

Even though they were just fingers, the sensation was completely different from when I touched myself. It felt like inserting a c**k that bent and moved on its own. He kneaded my heated insides for a while before his fingertips finally closed around the soft, vibrating ball. With a slick, squelching sound, it slid out along the path. A light climax made my spine tingle and shudder.

“Hoo, hhuu…”

But even with the object removed, the blazing heat of arousal didn’t subside. Instead, the sharply heightened pleasure whipped through my sensitive body. Both holes seemed to gape and drool, as if begging for a c**k right now.

As if possessed by Kinamun, my reason faded, replaced by pure instinct. When I came to my senses, my hand was already on his trouser fastening. I could feel the hot, throbbing pulse of his e******n beneath the firm fabric. My throat was dry. Just the thought of both c***s filling me was enough to make me come.

His Adam’s apple bobbed, veins bulging in his neck and jaw. Even though he could have taken me by force, he seemed to be waiting for my permission.

I whispered to him, pitifully, as if blowing a plea onto his very core.

“Punish…”

“……”

“…You may punish me.”

He answered by unbuckling his pants. In an instant, my body was flipped over, my face shoved into the bedsheets. A cool breeze hit my perineum, held high in the air with my knees bent. Then, two hot, blunt tips pressed precisely against my two entrances.

He gripped my slender waist tightly and, with a single thrust, pierced both holes simultaneously. My vaginal and a**l walls stretched to their limit as the two c***s slid against each other, separated only by a thin, slick membrane. A choked moan burst from me at the violent pleasure.

“Ughk, Gggeuuk!”

As I gagged, unable to breathe, he tilted my head back, forcing me to exhale. His voice, like scorched embers, grated harshly against my ear.

“This is your punishment.”