Emotion Eater (4)

,I, I’m sorry… I messed up…”

The plan to stimulate sadism worked very well. I was worried she might come to her senses and hesitate, but that didn’t happen.

Shuriel’s inhumanly long cock not only touched but also crushed my cervix, and the act, which was beyond common sense, no longer gave me any sexual pleasure.

Rape that only the one penetrating enjoys. To put it crudely, an onahole. No one would be sad if an onahole tore. Regret and annoyance might flood in, but that’s it. A disposable item that you can just buy again.

I was an onahole.

“Haaak! Guuuut… Heuk!”

The so-called mating press position.

Kung, kung! Every time he slammed his hips down, my vision flickered and the world turned white. I drooled, with no foreplay or consideration for the other person, just a violent act.

My pussy walls, smeared with precum and vaginal fluid, moved according to the shape of his massive cock. My inner flesh was pushed out with each thrust. My small pussy gripped his cock tightly, with no intention of letting go.

It was so painful I could barely breathe… but, pathetically, I got turned on by ‘this kind of thing,’ so I clenched even tighter than usual.

For a lifeform oriented towards life to feel pleasure from the pain of death is a terrible contradiction, but-what can I do if it feels good?

“Haaaeuu?!”

Shuriel squeezed my breasts so hard that blood seeped out and churned inside my pussy. A moment of suffocating pain and pleasure washed over me. His cock, which had entered places a normal human couldn’t reach, pressed firmly against my cervix, again and again.

“Hageuk, Keuheut?!!”

It hurt. It hurt so much that I foamed at the mouth. My eyes, clouded with pain and losing focus, just fluttered lifelessly. Before I knew it, my moans subsided, and the sound of sobbing filled the labyrinth. Nevertheless, Shuriel’s intercourse continued without end.

“Keu, Keuheuheueuk….”

Whenever I struggled to escape, he strangled me without fail. That sensation of gripping my neck as if to crush my vertebrae was so ecstatic that I wanted to resist a little more, but I had no strength left and couldn’t even move a fingertip.

Dyspnea. I barely managed to loosen my contracted neck muscles and exhale, but it was difficult to breathe properly because of all the dust flying around.

“Plea, please, please be considerate…”

“Shut up. You worm….”

In response to my plea, I received a cold curse. Shuriel answered by thrusting his cock in further. I was appalled. Here? More? The thought wouldn’t stop. The world spun. When I looked down at the pain of my belly tearing, I saw my bulging stomach skin.

“Hyaa, Hyaaeuu….”

Ttjibeupt, ttjibeupt, a vulgar sound echoed. The monsters that had been prowling around were intimidated by Shuriel’s murderous intent and rage, and couldn’t dare approach. And that was the same for me.

There was a fear in my eyes that seemed to break my spirit just by making eye contact. If I were determined to resist, I could ignore that murderous intent, but… right now, I was not the predator but the prey. My role was to lower my eyes and tremble.

“Haa, Haeut…?”

The moment Shuriel witnessed my slight trembling, he stopped moving. His murderous intent subsided, and I could breathe. I took the opportunity to exhale pathetically. He looked down at me, tears welling up in my eyes, gasping for breath.

His face was still filled with anger. I slowly analyzed his face. It wasn’t like he felt guilty now. From experience, that kind of face always foreshadowed something worse than what had happened before.

Above all, his eyes were shining redder than before.

“Uu, Uueu…?”

The rod filling my insides wriggled. I could feel the tip of his glans, which had forcibly pushed up my uterus, trembling.

Having been violated by back alley thugs and even monsters, I could easily guess what this was.

Something I had experienced countless times. While being wary of what would happen afterward. The instinct of a male to dominate the female in front of him.

At this moment, I was one female.

I distorted my face and acted out despair. To incite Shuriel’s sadism. For even more endless violence-I cried while shedding tears. I trembled my frail shoulders and attempted a futile resistance. My body, reflexively reacting to the pain, added to the vividness.

“Jhe, Jhebaa…!”

“Heueuk….”

It didn’t matter whether this struggle was just a fake act or a truly desperate struggle. It had nothing to do with stopping his intercourse.

Kkuuuk… Shuriel, who had pressed down on my shoulders to fix me in place, raised his hips high-

“Kkyahaeueuk?!”

Kung! He slammed down again.

He repeated that more than a dozen times. People often compare sex to pounding rice cakes, and that was exactly right. The only difference was that he didn’t care if the mortar broke.

Shuriel literally moved his hips so hard that my pelvis would break. The blood that had been flowing had already stopped, and only vaginal fluid was being discharged, to the point where the floor couldn’t absorb it and a puddle formed. Every time he slammed his ass down, I squirted vaginal fluid, making me wonder if I really only got turned on by pain.

Still. If it hadn’t been for the overwhelming size that strangled my neck or tore my flesh, I wouldn’t have gotten turned on. I desperately made excuses, trying to ignore my perked nipples on my voluptuous breasts.

I get turned on by pain. I said.

How long had it been? Shuriel, who had slammed his hips down until my pussy was soaked and sticky with vaginal fluid, ground his teeth and convulsed. It was ‘that’ thing I was so wary of.

“Ah, No way…”

Ejaculation.

-Beureureureu!!

“Heik, Hi, Heuee.”

Hot, thick white liquids poured into my uterus. It was as vast as the size of his abnormally large cock. Although it didn’t fill my belly to the point of bloating like a minotaur, a large amount went in, enough to cover the puddle of vaginal fluid on the floor, and flowed back out.

An ejaculation full of the will to impregnate. My uterus accepted the noble’s seed to the point of overflowing, as if welcoming the strong and excellent male’s seed with open arms, without the slightest resistance.

“Ah, Aaa…….”

I groaned, making broken sounds. I scratched the floor fiercely with my nails, which were already broken and chipped. Despair as strong as the force with which I scratched the floor assaulted my whole body. I shook my head as if denying reality, but the semen that had entered my uterus remained as it was, awakening my mind.

“Haaheu, Hit. Heuhi….”

I laughed emptily.

This was it. This was the feeling. The despair of being treated violently like a toy to be used and thrown away, and of perhaps having a child with someone I didn’t know. Of course, I would take care of the aftermath diligently, but-at least. At this moment. It was good to be able to imitate a weak and frail girl with no power.

“Haa, Haaheu….”

I laughed. I laughed like crazy.

Because if I laughed like this, I could temporarily erase my pathetic self, who longed for nothingness but was afraid of losing power.

-Ttjibeubeup…

After ejaculating, Shuriel, like any other male, enjoyed the afterglow for a moment and pulled out his cock, which had been buried in my pussy. He arched his back and convulsed at the thrilling sensation. My narrow pussy seemed unwilling to let go of Shuriel’s cock, biting down so hard that my inner flesh bulged out.

“Uwe, Eueu….”

He pulled his cock out, making obscene and vulgar water sounds. Semen that hadn’t come out trickled down, tickling my butt crack. Unlike my body, which had cooled down in the cold wind, semen flowed down like lava between my hot private parts.

A new stream of tears flowed over the dried tear stains.

His eyes cleared.

* * *

Increased violence. Strengthening of the sense of superiority. Violent actions and curses that he wouldn’t normally do. Shuriel realized that his mind had become strange at some point.

But he endured it. He knew that this was also the labyrinth’s trickery, but he thought he could overcome it.

Because.

Everyone else except him was the same as before, as if nothing had happened.

As time passed and the number of floors increased, the erosion intensified. The labyrinth’s trickery was nasty and cruel. It was the kind that forcibly took out the desires he had in his heart and amplified them. It was the perfect kind to cause division.

Shuriel suppressed his desires by even making knife marks on his thighs. And he tried to look only ahead and move forward. Because if he looked at Kalbert, he felt like he would spew sword energy at any moment. Because if he looked at the girl, he felt like he wouldn’t be able to hold back and would rush at her.

Yujin. Adventurer Yujin.

He had expressed his liking for her from their first meeting, but Yujin had flatly refused. Shuriel was quite shocked by that fact.

He had lived his entire life without lacking anything in terms of appearance. On top of that, he had the proud honor of being a Count’s family, but she refused him to the point of expressing disgust, so he couldn’t help but be puzzled.

That’s why she came to mind even more.

At a tavern somewhere.

The scene of her smiling and eating with Kalbert.

‘Why can’t I, but that old man can?’

When these thoughts dominated his mind, he made a lot of small mistakes. He was often attacked by attacks and traps that he wouldn’t normally be attacked by, or he often couldn’t defeat even shabby monsters in one blow.

Naturally, Kalbert took the lead. The epitome of a knight, leading the way and defeating monsters. He was a reliable figure, unlike himself, who only made mistakes. The girl’s gaze was also fixed on Kalbert’s back.

Shuriel gritted his teeth. He knew that it was just a meeting to recommend an attack party. And he knew very well that he was too high a position to have feelings for a mere adventurer.

But.

…But.

She wasn’t just beautiful. She was as knowledgeable as a noble, and she didn’t get scared in the face of the Count’s family’s proxy, which reminded him of a flower that couldn’t be broken.

She was bold, haughty, knowledgeable, polite, and even beautiful. On top of that, her appearance in the labyrinth was also an unrivaled expert. How else could he express it if not as attractive? Shuriel couldn’t forget her sweet scent that he smelled in the carriage.

She was different from the other noblewomen who were only busy decorating themselves with jewels and showing off. A woman who was closer to the ‘perfection’ that all noble families’ heirs pursued. Social status? I can raise her status. So I wanted to have her.

However. Yujin, who was armed with perfection, didn’t allow anyone to approach her, to the point where it was useless to promise to get her no matter what.

The more that happened, the more anxious he became.

If that cute smile was directed at me. If we held hands and strolled through the garden together. If we whispered love and spent a hot night together. If that small body was completely in my arms. If we tickled her red hair and laughed.

If I was the one who plucked that flower.

How nice would that be.

“…….”

……

…

His eyes turn red.

He didn’t remember well after that. Very occasionally, when he came back to his senses, the situation had already happened.

He kicked Kalbert out. He strangled Yujin’s neck, and his childish stubbornness even made it impossible to return. Regret, only regret. Shuriel reproached himself with a heart that was spitting blood. I am the second son of Rushellini and the proxy representing the Holy See. I shouldn’t be doing this. He wanted to kneel down and apologize to Yujin even now, but-

The situation of being alone with her.

-The way she looked at me with contempt.

That face that smiled nonchalantly.

-The way she brushed it off as if it was nothing even when I strangled her neck.

The way she glossed over my apology.

-The way she seemed to think that I was nothing.

I felt like I couldn’t stand it.

-Why. Why can’t I?

His ugly true feelings were revealed outside his heart. There was no more suppression. The will to do so had already been broken long ago. Only hatred and anger towards the girl in front of him remained.

Why. Why. Why can’t I, but you laugh happily with that damn old man? You’ve never shown me that kind of smile. Unrequited love became inferiority and tightened Shuriel’s heart.

Inferiority ran wild with delusions and distorted the facts and conveyed them to him. As a result, Yujin’s chaste and pure appearance turned into a whore who played with Kalbert.

You dirty whore. It’s your fault. So, you can spread your legs for me at least once.

He tore her clothes, took off her underwear, and put her pure white naked body in his eyes. The body of a whore that Kalbert had clearly fondled. He continued the intercourse like that. She’s just a lowly and vulgar commoner anyway. Even if I rape her and kill her, it’ll end with a few fingers pointed at me.

So.

It doesn’t matter.

He was a little surprised that she was a virgin, but he thought that she must have played with her ass or mouth. Shuriel didn’t think that Kalbert would shake his hips at that age… or so he rationalized.

Like a monkey in heat, he forgot his dignity and raped Yujin like crazy. She said she was wrong, she was sorry. She begged him to stop. When the sound of her crying tickled his ears. He was more excited than ever.

Her voice was as beautiful as jade.

I wanted to hear more.

I wanted her to cling to me.

A long time passed without a single ray of light, and he didn’t know how long it had been. When he had poured everything he had into Yujin.

Shuriel came to his senses.

“Eueuk… Yujin?”

The red light subsided. When rational thinking returned, what he saw was-a person covered in semen, crying with dead eyes, vulgar at first glance. But he had made her that way.

That was the sight.