Ch.130Chapter 130. Wise Prison Life (5)

I thought a lot about Cuss.

While locked up, I had plenty of time to think.

Judging by how sensitive Jinsoo is about this, it seems like the alien thing might be true…

Did she take on a human form?

Or is she wearing human skin?

I’m not sure.

What’s certain is that if this information leaks out, their relationship will completely fall apart.

Thinking about it that way, keeping me locked up doesn’t seem like such an overreaction.

How should I treat Cuss from now on?

How should I interact with Cuss who speaks and acts completely like a human?

“Hehe, Jinsoo. Let’s play games, games. Bella lent me a gaming console.”

“Oh, sure. Let’s do it later. Right now I need to go out…”

“Jinsoo. Kiss me, kiss.”

“Now?”

“Yes. Now. Right away.”

“W-wait… mmph…”

All those thoughts disappeared the moment Cuss suddenly appeared.

I was dumbfounded watching her grab Jinsoo by the collar, wagging her tail behind her—literally swinging her tail—and kissing him.

Those eyes staring at me over his shoulder as she greedily explored Jinsoo’s tongue were clearly neither human nor alien.

They were the eyes of a female cat provoking me.

“Let’s go quickly, Jinsoo. We’re going to do something fun and enjoyable that makes time fly.”

“Mmm…”

Something fun and enjoyable that makes time fly?

If I had stayed calm and thought about it slowly, I could have figured out what that meant.

But in this situation, it could only sound like one thing.

In that moment, my stubbornness—my final resistance to being confined—completely crumbled.

“Huh?”

I fell forward, desperately grabbing onto Jinsoo’s pants.

Don’t go.

I surrender.

I can’t live without you.

Without you by my side, I think I’ll go crazy.

“Don’t take care of it alone, use me. Ravage me, treat me like a bitch, use me like an onahole, I don’t care… just use me. Pour all your dirty lust only into me. Got it? You sex-crazed bastard.”

I begged him to pour his lust into me, not Cuss.

To love only me.

To desire only me.

His perverted fantasies didn’t scare me anymore.

Being abandoned by him was far more frightening.

I just didn’t want him to leave me behind and go far away with Cuss…

“Juliane.”

“Yes?”

“This is going to hurt a lot.”

“Ah…”

At his soft whisper, I shuddered with a chill running through my body.

Not because of the warm breath flowing into my ear, but because my body was automatically responding with anticipation to what he said.

This deranged body of mine had already begun to translate pain into pleasure.

“Hnngh… mmm…”

Jinsoo pressed close to remove my clothes.

Sniff, sniff…

Ah. A lewd smell.

Fortunately, it seemed I wasn’t the only one excited.

Click…

As my bra hook came undone, a sense of liberation washed over me.

As the pressure disappeared and I could breathe freely,

“Mmm…”

I felt Jinsoo’s rough hands firmly grasp my breasts.

Without a trace of mercy, he kneaded them as if handling objects, while his other hand skillfully began removing my panties… no, my diaper.

I felt a slight sense of self-loathing, but it quickly subsided.

That’s how excited I was right now.

“Wow. It’s all slippery. What is this?”

“Hnnngh… ungh?!”

My body lifted slightly as Jinsoo inserted his finger into my entrance with a sneer.

I collapsed onto Jinsoo’s right arm, being held up by one arm.

With his finger hooked inside me…

The constant stimulation of the shallow part inside me from the weight of my own body pressing down made me tear up.

I didn’t want to come just from foreplay…

“Wow. I’m so fucking turned on, Juliane.”

“Hngh… hic…”

Just before I came, Jinsoo stopped moving and suddenly lifted me by the waist.

I could feel transparent fluid dripping from between my legs.

As I trembled uncontrollably, he licked my cheek, drinking my tears.

Pervert. How did you manage to hide such disgusting tastes until now?

From now on, you’ll pour everything into me.

Only into me.

“Uwaaah…”

Holding me up with one arm, Jinsoo pulled down his pants and revealed his massive member.

Foreplay wasn’t necessary.

It was already fully erect and stiff.

But wait a minute.

As he lifted me up until our eyes were level, something felt off.

“W-wait. What are you trying to do?”

“What do you mean? You said yourself to use you like an onahole.”

“But… what’s an onahole…?”

I know it’s a male masturbation device.

But I just blurted that out to turn Jinsoo on—I didn’t even know what it looked like or how it was used.

“You’re about to find out.”

“Ah…”

Jinsoo slowly gripped my waist and lowered me.

After descending just a few inches, something wet and hard touched my groin.

Squish. Squish.

Jinsoo kept rubbing that hard thing against my groin, searching for my entrance.

Why can’t he find it… hnng…

Is he doing this on purpose?

“Hurry… put it in…”

“Standing insertion is harder than I thought. The angle is completely different from usual… Ah. Found it.”

“Hngh?!”

Squelch…

The large glans widened my entrance and invaded inside.

Ah. Keep coming in. Aah…

The thing that had been pressing against my G-spot dug even deeper.

“Aaaah… ah… haaugh…”

Ah. This is too deep.

I can’t breathe.

Why does it feel like it’s going in endlessly?

Without legs getting in the way, it seemed to be fully inserted to the base.

Aah… my womb feels like it’s being pushed up…

Perhaps because my compressed womb was stimulating my bladder, I felt the urge to urinate.

In the final moment, as Jinsoo thrust forcefully and embraced me tightly.

“Ahnnngh… ungh…”

Wrapped in that warm yet rough pressure, I reached climax and ended up wetting myself.

Perhaps due to the contractions of my vagina, Jinsoo also seemed to reach his limit, trembling and ejaculating inside me.

As the vaginal pressure that had been squeezing Jinsoo relaxed, I could hear white semen flowing out from inside and dripping down.

I didn’t want to look down there.

I didn’t want to see the puddle stained with semen and urine…

“Did you come just from insertion?”

“You came too… hnng, premature ejaculator… Get it up again.”

“…”

Though my waist wouldn’t listen to me as I was lost in the afterglow of climax, I desperately pretended to be fine and provoked Jinsoo.

Sure enough, his cock, which had slightly lost its rigidity, swelled up again in an instant, filling my vagina.

Getting fully hard again just 3 seconds after ejaculating… Pervert. Sex monster.

“Weren’t you going to show me what an onahole is? Aren’t you going to tell me?”

“Onaholes don’t talk. No human speech except moaning.”

“Hngh…”

As Jinsoo lifted me slightly, his shaft pulled out of my groin with a squelch.

When I was raised just enough for our lips to touch, Jinsoo lowered his head and stuck out his tongue.

Even with his cock almost completely withdrawn, our lips were tantalizingly close but not quite touching.

Lick, lick. Desperately sucking and licking Jinsoo’s outstretched tongue was all I could do.

“Heeek?!”

While I was doing that, I suddenly felt my body drop down and my insides being stirred up.

Without arms or legs to struggle with, I couldn’t do anything.

I just hung there, relying only on Jinsoo’s arms and the massive pillar lodged in my groin, moving up and down as Jinsoo desired.

Ah. Now I understand.

Completely regardless of my will, without any consideration or mercy, Jinsoo was using me exactly as he wanted.

In the process, he didn’t care at all whether I was in pain or coming—he was just pouring out his lust like he was masturbating.

Thinking about it that way, my head tingled and I felt a chill.

This might really be dangerous.

I thought this might be serious trouble, but that sense of crisis turned into anticipation in an instant.

“Ahh… aah…”

When it pulled out again, I threw my head back at the sensation of the glans scraping against my vaginal wall.

With each thrust, my insides vibrated and my teeth clenched involuntarily.

I realized how much the sex we’d had until now had been considerate of me.

He was thrusting at about twice the usual pace.

My mind was being violated by the relentless pleasure, making me dizzy.

The cramped inner depths kept being stabbed, causing pain, but even that pain was turning into pleasure for me now.

“Ah… I’m… coming… aah…”

An uncontrollable orgasm arrived.

My waist was trembling like a seizure, but Jinsoo’s arms didn’t stop at all.

“Ack! Ah! Ack! I’m coming! I’m coming! I’m in the middle of coming…!”

Jinsoo thrust even faster, ignoring my slurred speech.

My eyes rolled back as my insides were repeatedly stabbed while contracting and relaxing.

It felt like two types of hormones that shouldn’t arrive simultaneously were colliding.

I found myself leaning against Jinsoo’s broad chest, rubbing my cheek against it.

Having come so intensely in such a short time, I had exhausted all my strength to throw back my head or moan.

“Ugh… ugh… ugh… ungh… hic…”

Instead, only short gasps of air escaped in rhythm with his thrusts.

Jinsoo, thrusting mercilessly like a piston machine, stopped only for one moment.

When he ejaculated deep inside, in my womb.

“Ahnng… ah… uh…”

Gulp, gulp.

As if determined to impregnate me, Jinsoo aligned his urethra precisely with my cervix, and his massive cock poured out semen.

Though I had just climaxed moments ago, I reached another orgasm, my waist convulsing.

I felt like I had become a milking tool.

A machine that squeezes out every last drop of Jinsoo’s ejaculation and stores it in my womb…

“Haa… haa…”

A momentary lull.

Just being held up was consuming an enormous amount of energy.

After coming just three times, I was already exhausted enough to lose consciousness.

I thought he might pull out and rest for a while, but.

“Hnn…?”

“…”

Silently, Jinsoo began to turn my waist.

Oh god.

I’m rotating while he’s still inside me.

Aah… the glans rubbing feels so good…

After enjoying a light orgasm, I found myself turned halfway around, my back against Jinsoo’s chest.

With his massive chest now in front, we could actually press closer together, which felt nice.

The hot warmth transmitted directly through my back…

Ah. I think I’m going to come again.

“You don’t seem to realize what you look like right now. Let’s take a look.”

“Eh…?”

As Jinsoo twisted his body, I was able to face a full-length mirror.

Lifting my heavy eyelids to focus, a stupid sound escaped my mouth.

What is that?

“Ah…”

There I was, just a torso without arms or legs, impaled on his massive cock.

My lewdly spread entrance was messily dripping white fluid.

My unnecessarily large breasts swayed vulgarly.

To top it off, my face looked completely melted, drooling, as if I’d lost my mind.

Now I think I understand what an onahole is.

It was referring to me.

A male biological masturbation device that automatically secretes lubricant, contracts and relaxes with ejaculation, and even moans to keep arousing him.

I must be superior to any masturbation device on the market.

After all, no machine could be more lewd than this.

“Want to continue like this? While watching what you look like.”

“I want to… do it… do me… Thrust into me. Push hard inside me. Ravage me without mercy…”

“Haa. Never call me a pervert again.”

Jinsoo is right.

I’m much more perverted.

Of course the person who enjoys being raped is more perverted than the rapist.

I thought I liked loving and gentle sex.

But actually, I liked being treated roughly like a tool.

“Ahh, aah…! Haa… hngh?!”

The piston movement started again.

He didn’t seem to tire at all, maintaining the same pace and speed as before.

The scene reflected in the mirror was too explicit.

Both Jinsoo’s pillar, thrusting relentlessly in and out, and my pussy receiving it were equally lewd…

Seeing that Jinsoo’s waist wasn’t moving at all gave me an odd feeling.

Only Jinsoo’s arms and my torso were moving.

Literally, Jinsoo’s cock wasn’t moving an inch—only I, the biological onahole, was moving.

This isn’t sex.

It’s just masturbation—that realization hit me with a wave of transgression.

In the past I might have felt self-loathing, but not now.

A sense of achievement at proving my usefulness as a tool to Jinsoo, along with pleasure, was simultaneously raping my brain.

“Ahh! Hnn! Coming! Coming again…!”

“Tsk. You need to watch yourself coming properly.”

“Hnnngh…!”

As climax approached and I tried to throw my head back, Jinsoo’s hand grabbed the top of my head, forcing me to look straight ahead.

Perhaps finding it difficult to support me with just one arm, he wrapped his arm around my stomach and pulled me close.

This compressed my lower abdomen, squeezing my womb and stimulating it.

Jinsoo seemed to want me to see myself coming…

But he failed.

My eyes were rolling back and my vision was turning white.

Feeling the hot semen forcefully entering my insides, I slowly lost strength in my body.

“I won’t go easy on you even if you pass out.”

“Aah… uehh…”

Because I’m an onahole. A tool.

Of course he’d keep thrusting whether I passed out or not.

At the whisper seeping into my ears, I felt a chill and lost consciousness.