Leon’s POV
I felt like I was finally breaking Charlotte down. I didn’t expect it to be this easy, but maybe her current lack of choices had made her more compliant. I knew that by tomorrow, she’d probably revert to her old self, throwing verbal jabs at me like before. But that was a problem for another day. Right now, I wanted to savor the sight of her spreading her legs for me.
I positioned myself over her, feeling the anticipation build. Slowly, I slid my dick inside her. Unlike the first time, it wasn’t as hard now; she was no longer a virgin. Yet, she was still incredibly tight, her body gripping me with a familiar intensity that sent shivers down my spine.
“Nghhhhnn~!”
Charlotte still felt a twinge of pain, but the pleasure flooding through her eclipsed it completely. I had no intention of handling her gently. No, to assert dominance, I had to make it abundantly clear who was in charge. So, like a relentless pile driver, my meat rod hammered into her womb. Each thrust rubbed against her folds with a forceful intensity, scraping them and igniting a firestorm of pleasure down her spine.
“Ahhh, ahhh, nnnn!” she moaned, her voice a symphony of pain and ecstasy.
With each vigorous thrust, the semen I had recently released surged out from between her folds, creating a visceral, sloshing symphony.
“Ah, ah, ah, Nn, ahhhh!”
Charlotte’s hands instinctively covered her flushed cheeks, torn between shame and the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her. With each forceful thrust, she couldn’t help but surrender to the sensations coursing through her body. Her once-glassy eyes now drooped heavily, her expression twisted with unrestrained desire.
“A, ah… Ah, ahhh, ah, higu, it’s so deeep…!”
With each thrust, she let out an impatient whimper, her voice climbing higher in pitch with each passing moment, as though she were teetering on the edge of her limits. Watching her in this state only fueled my arousal further. A once dignified woman, now beneath me, her refined demeanor replaced by unbridled desire.
‘Now I’m going to transform you into a woman who doesn’t remind me of Kaori anymore.’
With that determination fueling me, I shifted my position, lifting myself from below and raising her hips as if folding her in half.
“Eh, W, what are you doing? Kyaa! It’s so heavy…!”
In this position, I fucked her. It’s what some call the mating press. An exaggerated missionary position that lets me penetrate her deeply. In this stance, I could feel her cervix, that ring-like muscle, being stretched by my cock.
I plunged my hips down with urgency in the mating press position, my weight pressing her into the mattress.
“Ahh, no, ahh, nn…! It’s so deep. It’s hitting every inch inside me! Ah, ah, ah, hiin, ahh!”
Her face contorted in a mix of pleasure and discomfort, her hands clawing at the sheet beneath her.
“Ahh, stop, stop it please… y-you’re suddenly getting so rough… Nooo, you’re hitting that spot! Hyaaaaa!”
Her high-pitched moaning in my ears was like sweet music, urging me on. Unconsciously, she locked her legs around my waist, pulling me in closer. Her long brown hair was a tangled mess, strands sticking to her flushed skin. Drool dripped sloppily from the corner of her mouth. Her cheeks glistened with a sheen of sweat, her expression desperate for more. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes, adding to her allure, making her even more desirable to me.
“Ahh, p, please forgive me! Please, d-don’t be so rough!”
Seeing her in this state was incredibly arousing, to say the least. I could feel her pussy tightening around me, a clear sign that she was on the brink of climax. With a sense of urgency, I quickened my hip movements, ensuring our orgasms would synchronize perfectly.
Then, a wave of pleasure surged through me, starting from the tips of my toes and traveling up my legs, electrifying every nerve ending on its path to my crotch. With a determined motion, I pulled out halfway, savoring the anticipation, before forcefully slamming my hips back into her depths. The room was filled with the unmistakable sound of flesh meeting flesh as my bloodshot glans pierced her womb.
“Hyighnggg!”
Her eyes widened in shock, her mouth opening in a strange cry of surprise. Suddenly, the tip of my throbbing cock, buried deep in her womb, unleashed its torrent.
“HngggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnNnNnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~!!!”
In response, her legs instinctively wrapped tightly around my waist, her teeth clenched, eyes wide with ecstasy as she arched her back in pleasure. Meanwhile, my hot cum erupted inside her, splashing against the depths of her womb with a satisfying splatter.
“Ahh, ahhh, puhi, fuhhh, ahhh, fuhh…”
Charlotte appeared like a broken toy, her body trembling uncontrollably as she emitted strange, almost inhuman sounds that barely resembled moans.
Once my ejaculation subsided, she extended her tongue lazily, her body swaying back and forth in a dazed state.
Her delicate features contorted into the iconic expression known as ahegao, her eyes rolling back in bliss and her mouth forming a perfect “O” of ecstasy. I couldn’t believe she could pull off such a look, especially considering it was her first time. The sight of this breathtaking woman adorned with such an expression was like witnessing a rare work of art—a masterpiece reserved solely for my eyes. Not even the Prince or the Professor had seen her like this. It was me who had the privilege of unveiling this side of her, a realization that ignited a renewed sense of conquest within me. As this realization dawned upon me, a surge of heat pulsed through my crotch once more.
I’d had sex with Maya five times before this, and she’d also made me cum once with her mouth, bringing the total to six ejaculations. Adding this romp with Charlotte made it eight in total. Yet, there was no sign of my dick fading at all. My body felt anything but tired, and the desire to fill this woman’s womb with my cum still pulsed in my lower belly.
Feeling my dick twitch inside her, Charlotte’s mouth formed a dazed expression.
“N-No way… I… I’m gonna lose it… I can’t handle any more…”
I paid no heed to her pleas. Instead, I resumed thrusting my hips.
“S-Someone… save me…”
I could tell she was drifting into a daze. I silenced her with a kiss, sealing her lips with mine. In response, she teasingly flicked her tongue against mine. She was unraveling before my eyes. Yes, she was on the verge of breaking. But I wouldn’t relent. The night was young, and her body still craved me.
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Maya’s POV
I woke to the sensation of the bed shaking, a feeling I was all too familiar with. After all, this bed was used for Master’s pleasure. So, it was natural for it to shake. I wasn’t the one currently enjoying Master’s company, which meant he had someone else in his bed at the moment.
However, something felt off instantly. Despite the bed shaking and the sound it made, there were no moans accompanying it. That was unusual. Normally, when you woke up after being knocked out by Master’s intense lovemaking, you’d hear at least a few moans. But now, there was none.
I shifted my gaze beside me and witnessed Master vigorously fucking a woman. Yes, he was fucking her, but she wasn’t making any sounds. For a moment, I wondered if she was already dead—had she been fucked to death?
“Aug, ug, ughh…”
But then, I discerned the faint moans, barely audible amidst the silence, as she teetered on the edge of collapse.
When did they start? I struggled to recall, my memory hazy from the haze of pleasure and unconsciousness. But it dawned on me that if I had blacked out, Master had been engaged in this relentless coupling with the woman for hours on end.
There was no way one woman alone could satisfy Master. That’s why this was happening.
The woman lay there, unconscious, her body convulsing involuntarily, her eyes glazed over in a vacant stare. Meanwhile, Master grasped both of her legs, his hips driving forward with the force of a pile driver. She was completely coated in his essence, as if a deluge of it had been unleashed upon her. But it didn’t end there. I couldn’t fathom the amount that had been deposited inside her, but her lower belly swelled with it, distending as though she were carrying a child.
After a while, Master groaned and tightened his grip on both legs. Through the gap between her swollen pussy lips and his pulsating shaft, I could witness the overflow of his essence, spilling out uncontrollably from within her.
Instead of basking in the afterglow of his release, Master forcefully turned the woman’s body over, her limp form offering no resistance. With a determined thrust, he resumed pounding into her from behind, his hips slamming against her relentlessly.
Seeing this, I simply turned onto my side, pretending to still be asleep.
