Declaration (14)

Kkoreureuk.

As I let out my final death rattle, bubbles rise from my mouth.

I convulse my Adam’s apple, wanting to live, but what enters is not air, but lukewarm lake water.

I feel the water filling my lungs and thrash my limbs more violently. A desperate gesture only possible right before life flickers out. A final burst of glory.

As the flame dies, the limbs that were moving vigorously lose their strength. The muscles fail to overcome the resistance of the water, drooping limply, and the air-starved brain cells die in real-time.

“Kkeureup… kkeueup….”

Ironically, this series of processes leading to death was used solely for the pleasure of one man. No matter what I thought or felt, I was being manipulated against my will.

• Kkwaaak…

The more I twist my body to live, the tighter the squeeze becomes.

The pussy is so tightly shut that I wonder if blood isn’t flowing to my dick; not a single drop of water enters, even though my whole body is submerged in the lake. It was lewdness that seemed to have the will to allow nothing but Semen.

• Kkulreong.

My dick becomes as hot as my body, flushed with alcohol, and an amount of Cowper’s fluid comparable to ejaculation soaks my uterus. The Cowper’s fluid pooled at the tip of my glans spurted out each time it pierced the ceiling, filling the inside. It felt like newly created eggs were being violated in real-time by Semen-mixed Cowper’s fluid.

“Hueut…”

Should I say this is unavoidable?

Even if I make excuses with all sorts of reasons, I can’t erase the evidence of other excitement. Because I was tightening my pussy more strongly than usual. More than anything, the emotions I feel now are pain, despair, regret, sadness. Emotions that torment me, hand in hand with death. And happiness, pleasure. Also, a sense of elevation that dominates my entire body.

Even beasts know to be humble before death, but I, a human, feel nothing but base pleasure, far from humility.

“Keuk, kkeup…….”

As the protective magic fades, my consciousness quickly blurs.

“Kkeuheup….”

My body is as hot as fire, but my heart grows coldly. Even my voice is buried, and I can’t hear anything.

That’s when I sensed death.

• Kung.

A vibration that resonates in my heart. Soon, Mana of an unfamiliar energy enters my body.

• Kung.

With the second vibration, my mind clears. The suffocating sensation remained the same, but I didn’t die. A bizarre situation where only the pain of a drowning person persisted.

“Euheup…?”

With my face distorted by suffocation, I looked up. The surface of the water rippled, so I couldn’t see a clear image, but those eyes… those jewel-like eyes that danced under the moonlight and were imprinted in my mind, I could confirm them.

―…….

Shuriel raised the corners of his lips and mumbled. I couldn’t hear well because I was submerged in water, but judging from the waves and the shape of his mouth, what he said was――

“―So this is how you use it.”

Only then did I grasp the situation and analyze the Mana that had entered my body.

‘Divine magic.’

It was a binding spell to hold onto the soul and somehow prevent death. The duration is short, and the pain continues, so using only this would be no different from a curse. Therefore, follow-up treatment is essential, but……

“Using divine magic makes me feel like my body is floating. I can’t use it for long.”

Shuriel didn’t seem to have any intention of doing so.

‘…Haa.’

But it was okay. No matter how strong the pain, if my mind was intact, there were many ways to live.

• Kkoreureuk.

Before the effect of the soul binding wore off, I quickly created an air bubble. Fortunately, Shuriel was intoxicated by the magic and didn’t show any particular movement. If he were to stab my uterus again while I was weaving the spell… I wasn’t confident I could maintain my sanity.

‘…Done.’

I put on the air bubble and quickly reconstructed my lungs. As the water filling my lungs disappeared, I hurriedly took a breath.

“Huaaaaa―….”

Shuriel was still relaxed. Did he expect me to do this, or was he just committing the act while entrusting everything to luck as usual? Either way, the timing of the divine magic was exquisite, and I couldn’t deny that I had saved my life thanks to it.

“Ogeuk….”

It was good that I had barely saved my life, but extreme exhaustion came over me. I slumped down as I was, consuming the little air left in the bubble.

“Heu, keuk?!”

As the weight concentrated downward, the tip of my glans pressed firmly against the ceiling of my uterus. The pressure was twice as severe because I had forcibly crammed in a dick of a violent size that originally couldn’t fit.

• Jjigeok, jjigeok…

Even if I stayed still, I would cum, but Shuriel wandered around in the water, trying to find the right spot. Of course, the dick didn’t think of coming out; rather, it moved up and down, stabbing my lower abdomen.

“Ohok, euoh, ok……”

Every time my clitoris brushed against the water, I leaked Vaginal Fluid. Every time my nipples touched my chest, Breast Milk flowed out. Occasionally, when Shuriel took a big step and his dick stabbed my uterus, I spurted out a mouthful of cum up and down, reaching climax.

The clear and clean lake was now a deep navy blue. This was because the Mana contained in the bodily fluids was absorbed into the lake, causing the Mana content to become excessively high.

‘Oxygen, insufficient, though….’

I breathed rapidly. But the tiny bubble didn’t provide enough oxygen. Of course, I recreated it each time, but it wasn’t easy to maintain the spell while being stabbed by a dick.

Since the time I maintained the spell was short, the amount of oxygen I replenished was also small.

‘……I have to, create it, now.’

It’s an act of trying to live, but it’s extremely ugly. It seems better to just die and be processed into an Onahole. Still, I want to live, so I weave a spell to prolong this filthy life.

‘Ah……?’

At that moment, Shuriel suddenly grabbed my waist.

His movement also stopped.

And my body tilted backward.

It meant he was leaning against my back.

And, and――

――Jjigeok.

“――Ohok.”

With a short gasp, my mind cut out for a few seconds.

“Eu, eh?”

When I regained consciousness and looked down, I saw my lower abdomen, which was grotesquely swollen. Shuriel had ‘used’ my pussy. Now that he had found a suitable spot, all that remained was to use this bitch Onahole.

“Eueuk, kkeuheuk―?!”

My slender waist, which could be held in one hand, was suitable for grabbing and shaking up and down. Shuriel let go of the empty wine bottle in his hand and moved his waist violently.

• Kung, kung!

“Uueu, heuk, kkeueup…….”

He stabs his dick in so hard that my insides are crushed. The bubble burst a long time ago, and water filled my empty lungs again, but he didn’t care about such trivial things.

• Kkulreong.

He moves his waist to ejaculate Semen as quickly as possible.

“Kkeureup, kkeueueup…….”

Before long, a pure white and sticky seed entered my uterus, which had only been sloshing with Cowper’s fluid. Thanks to his monstrous technique of ejaculating and thrusting at the same time, there was never a day when Semen dried up inside my uterus.

• Cheombeong!

At that moment, Shuriel stopped moving his waist and stood up. His face looked like he wanted to ejaculate more, but he probably knew what would happen if he did. If the uterus reached its limit and burst, it would be an immediate internal organ party.

“Keuheup, keuk, eubee…….”

Eyes full of regret and annoyance. Shuriel pulled out his dick and threw me to the ground before I could even spit out all the water.

“Euhue, keuk, huekkeueu, heukeup…”

I lie sprawled on the dirt floor, convulsing. My skin is torn by being hit by stone fragments, and the spine I had painstakingly reconstructed is cracked again. I stretched out my limbs and writhed like a frog carrying eggs.

“Heue….”

It was an extremely ugly sight, but before I could even correct my posture, extreme exhaustion dominated my entire body.

• Kkulreong, kkeureureuk….

As the strength left my body, my pussy gaped and spat out Semen. The Semen piled up on the rough dirt, soon meeting and mixing with the stream of urine that flowed out. I looked at the thick, pooled Semen with regretful eyes and panted with a flushed face.

“…….”

While I was unable to escape the afterglow of climax, Shuriel stared blankly at the quiet banquet hall, where no one was present.

“If anyone finds out, I’ll commit suicide on the spot. Understand?”

Then he utters a silly joke.

‘A joke…… right?’

His face was serious, though.

* * *

Shuriel, who had mastered divine magic, used me as an experimental subject and tried various things. He put a rope around my neck and cast revival magic just before I suffocated to death, or he cut off my limbs while stabbing his dick to check the tightness. The violence that poured out at all times was something that didn’t need to be mentioned.

These were actions that Shuriel wouldn’t normally do. Even if he did, he would refrain from doing so unless his reason flew away. But now, Shuriel wielded his sword with an extremely ordinary face and a calm mind.

“Aaaak―, aaeueugeueueuk――?!”

The banquet hall, which had only been overflowing with moonlight, was now covered in screams and a mist of blood, creating a terrible contrast.

“Physical regeneration still seems impossible…”

“Ik, hi, hieue, hik?”

“But I can regenerate scratches.”

I was dragged around like a tumbler doll. I ended up in this state because I was beaten and cut up under the guise of magic training.

Shuriel is a genius. But he’s not quick to learn. He can honestly use his power according to the total amount of Mana accumulated, but he’s still far from being delicate. I was just being violently handled and broken according to his methods.

• Jjigeok!

“Ook, heuk….”

Then, when he got tired of it, he cleaned my pussy with clean magic and shook out the Semen again. Perhaps because my limbs were cut off and I became lighter, the frequency of using my pussy increased.

“I was always uncomfortable because of the Semen that was always left behind, but this way, that won’t happen.”

Shuriel grumbled about why he hadn’t learned this convenient magic until now. Personally, I liked the sticky sensation of my pussy, but being ‘used’ like this wasn’t so bad either.

“Ehek, hik, hiii…”

• Kkeureureuk.

When my uterus was full of Semen, he stomped on my abdomen to squeeze it out. He could have used clean magic, but he pressed down on it directly with his foot. Thanks to that, my skin was crushed and torn, revealing the bright red muscle as it was.

“…Ha.”

A faint smile on his face. Perhaps his inner sadism had blossomed a long time ago.

It was the familiarity he had been so wary of, and the daily life I had wanted. If I became accustomed to violence and it became my daily life, I wouldn’t be able to return to normal days.

“Huue….”

The twelfth ejaculation. The banquet hall is filled with the strong scent of Semen, enough to cover the mist of blood.

“What a mess.”

The banquet hall was a mess.

Broken tables, shattered wine bottles. The decorations that had been painstakingly set up were ruined, and the sharpest ones were all torn off because he said he would try to stab them into my body.

“….”

Shuriel looked at me pitifully as I dribbled Semen and came, then turned his eyes to my severed arm.

As he pondered how to break me, he suddenly picked up the severed arm and cut off a finger. Then he took off the ring on his left ring finger. A crude ring that was just a bent wire with a green emerald attached.

“Eue…?’

He watched such a ring intently, then straightened the circularly bent wire into a straight line. Shuriel said with a truly sadistic smile.

“Still, it’s a ring that I personally put on you, so I can’t treat it so carelessly.”

He gently bends and shaves the end of the wire. His Aura control had reached a transcendent level, so this was easy. The wire, sharpened like a needle, took on a form that was too lewd to be called a ring.

‘Piercing…?’

No, honestly. That’s all that came to mind. It’s not that I’m lewd. That’s because…

“I’ll put it on you again.”

His gaze was directed at my clitoris.