Chapter 248: Petunia Titi (12)

“Haa…! Haa…! S-stop it…! Ah…! I, I’m going to…!”

“You’re whining again. Saying you’ll die if this goes on? Do you really think I’d kill you? Don’t worry, just drink some water. Here.”

A water bottle rolls in front of me. The cap wasn’t closed properly, so water leaked out in a steady stream, but my bed was already a mess, beyond knowing what had soaked it. White stains had dried on the floor, and water droplets had formed. The bed was covered in streaks of something that had flowed down, and my throat was parched from all the screaming.

I thrust my rear out towards Evan and grab the water bottle like an animal. Stretching my neck out, even as my hips swayed back and forth, I desperately drank the water, determined to survive. Lost in the continuous pleasure, my mind was operating with less sense than a beast.

Simply put, if I’m thirsty, I drink water. I continued to move my body in sync with Evan thrusting his hips above me. Evan likes it when I bounce my hips to match his movements. He also enjoyed watching my ass-hole pucker and spread, filling me with shame.

“Aagh! D-don’t touch… there…! N-not there…! It’s not allowed…!”

“Nothing is forbidden, Petunia. We’re going to become very close now.”

Evan pays no mind to my pleas. He was a man with the ability to make his words a reality. With a snap of his fingers, the door opens and Sylvia enters. She, who always brightened the mansion’s atmosphere with her cheerful smile, came to Evan’s side and nuzzled him like a puppy.

“Evan-nim. You called?”

Evan points to my rear without a word. He spread my anus wide open with his fingers, pinning me down by continuing to thrust his hips, preventing me from moving. My mind, exhausted and dazed from shame and resistance, couldn’t properly feel anything. Only an instinctive revulsion towards the act of something entering my anus made me shake my head and utter these words.

“I, I don’t want it…! I really don’t want it…!”

But Evan’s ears were deaf to my earnest pleas. Sylvia raised one finger and gently inserted it into my anus. I trembled, feeling pain from the foreign sensation piercing the narrow opening. My anus was so delicate that I couldn’t endure even Sylvia’s single, small finger.

“Ah, it hurts…! Stop…!”

But Sylvia ignored my voice and chanted the spell in her usual bright tone.

“Clean.”

“Ah, aagh…! I-it feels weird…! I’m telling you, it’s weird…! Wh-what are you trying to keep putting in there. I-it feels wrong…!”

Today too, Evan was pushing his cock into me. He pinned my head to the floor while using his other hand to apply oil to my rear. His fingers burrowed deep into my anus like eels digging tunnels, spreading the lubricant. I could never get used to the sensation of it slicking smoothly through my inner folds.

“Ah! Aah! Aagh! Hngh! Eugh! Ah!”

And even amidst that, Evan didn’t stop thrusting. Even as he thrust powerfully enough to immobilize me, Evan’s hand movements didn’t falter. Was it because he learned how to balance from me? Or can all incubi move freely on a woman’s body?

“Hngh! Ah! Aang! Aah!”

I saw something smooth and long like a rod in Evan’s hand. It gleamed black, coated in the same oil I had applied. It was thinner than Evan’s cock, but thick enough to penetrate my body.

“Wh-what is that…! Huh? Wh-what is that thing…!”

“If I put it in right away, you’ll tear. I have to ease you into it slowly.”

Saying that, Evan began shoving that monstrous object towards my anus. The hole that struggled with a single finger opened its mouth to accommodate the rod’s shape, slicking itself with oil and clenching as it greedily swallowed the shaft.

“Ah…! Ahh……! Ah…!”

I couldn’t even scream. Because along with the pain, as if my rear was tearing apart, an unknown pleasure I’d never felt before began to surge. That dizzying sensation erupting from my lower abdomen when the tip of the device Evan held brushed against the deepest part of my body.

“Ahh…! Aagh……!”

I could only stare at the ceiling with wide eyes, unable to put that sensation into words.

“Ah…! Aang! Aagh! Ahh! Ah! Aaaaang! Ah!”

I am a beast. I think of nothing, merely a beast accepting Evan’s lust. Evan’s handprints remained like tattoos on my rear, and his hands moved roughly up and down, teasing my buttocks. The thick flesh separating my anus and vagina was being pressed back and forth between the two shafts. This pleasure, pressing in on my body from all sides like kneading dough, was shattering my sanity day by day.

Evan is nothing but a demon.

But Evan has a big cock, he loves me, and he makes me feel good. The new stimulation Evan introduced me to brought me unique pleasure every time. If it weren’t for Evan, I probably wouldn’t have known that playing with my anus could be so exciting and enjoyable. Every time that thin rod Evan held slid out, brushing against my intestines, a sigh full of regret escaped my lips. Whenever Evan’s cock and the toy rubbed relentlessly against each other, separated only by a thin layer of flesh, I couldn’t help but let out beast-like cries in the face of overwhelming pleasure.

“Hieugh! Aagh! Ngeu-hngh…! Ah! Aaaagh!”

I was a beast. A beast crying for Evan. Tears flowed from my eyes for no reason, my breath always coming in ragged gasps as I craved Evan’s love.

“Ah, Petunia. I think I’m gonna cum again.”

“Ah…! Ah…! Inside…! Aagh! Ah! Aang!”

Sensing Evan was about to cum, I managed to voice my desire. Lately, I felt like I screamed more than I spoke, so my voice was always hoarse. Sometimes I spoke in strange, raspy tones because of my voice, but Evan didn’t care about such trivialities.

“Ah…!”

With a groan, Evan thrust his cock deep into my pussy. The movement of the toy stirring my backdoor, synchronized with Evan’s trembling hand, vibrated deep within my rectum.

“Ngeu-hngggggg!”

A vulgar scream. I threw my head back like a howling wolf, letting out moans. Because it felt like my head would break if he thrust any deeper. Lost in dizzying pleasure, I buried myself into the mattress as Evan, with a satisfied expression, threw the toy aside. Then, tapping my pink anus with his finger, he said this:

“Now it should be usable, right?”

Even as he said that, Evan never thrust his cock first. How did Evan want to use my anus? I knew the answer better than anyone. Evan wanted me to spread my anus myself and tempt him, just like I had spread my pussy and begged him a few days ago.

Just as he wished, I exposed my anus, twitching every time his finger touched it. Spreading it wide enough to see the pink interior, I swayed my hips and said to him:

“Y-you, put it in……! Evan.”

“Aagh! Ah! Ahhh! Yes…! Evan…! More, give me more! Aang!”

Anal sex, experienced for the first time. And several climaxes that followed. I whimpered and cried out like a bitch, dripping cum. The thick toy in Evan’s hand relentlessly thrashed my pussy, and Evan’s thrusting became faster and more intense with every scream I let out. Is he planning to completely destroy my ass?

“Eugeu-hnggggg…! Ah! Aeugeu-gkeu…! E-Evan…! I, I’m breaking….! Ah, aagh…! Keuk……!”

I could only plead with phlegmy sounds and animalistic language, unable to form proper words. Begging him to spare my life, to let me live longer so I could enjoy Evan’s cock for more time.

“Ah! Aaaaaaagh! Eugh…! Kkeu-eugh……! Ah…! Ah…! Wh-what…!”

But Evan still showed no mercy. Surviving the pleasure that thrashed my head like a storm was solely my burden. An intense pleasure, strong enough to obliterate my memories, paralyzed my entire body and bleached my vision white.

“Ngeu-hnggggggggg! Keuk…! Ah…! Ah, aaaaaaaaaa!”

My lower body convulsed, spewing cum uncontrollably in a state that felt like my brain was being bleached, and my rear was stained with semen. Waving my hands towards the air like a broken magic doll, I barely managed to grab a pillow. As my vision returned to normal, I gasped for breath, trying to remember my name. Like navigating through fog, my memories slowly, gradually returned.

I am Petunia Titi.

A slave who only desires Evan’s cock.

An elf who decided to live for Evan.

And then one night.

Petunia Titi knelt and sucked Evan’s cock. She was pleasuring herself, exposing her cunt wide open, her eyes closed as she savored the shape of his cock.

Evan stroked Petunia Titi’s hair and muttered:

“See, Petunia. If we had given each other trust, none of this would have happened.”

But Petunia Titi didn’t hear his words. She looked up at Evan with wide eyes, as if asking what he was saying, and began to move her head back and forth more vigorously, as if asking if this was what he wanted. Evan couldn’t help but laugh at her actions.

“I… I wanted things to last longer, as true companions.”

In the end, the broken trust had to be forcibly mended, and someone had to pay the price. The price for clinging to futile hopes for Wolf while trying to seize the great task before her eyes was rather brutal.

“Ah…! Ah. That’s it. Good. Petunia. Keep doing that…!”

Her name was Petunia Titi.

An elf who only desired Evan’s cock.