episode_0007

“Ugh.”

Squeak, squeak

I winced at the pain caused by my vaginal muscles suddenly stretching to accept Mikhail’s dick.

If it were anyone else, they would have screamed in pain and immediately fled the bedroom, but my body had been through worse than this. Compared to the first night, this was bearable.

‘My virgin pussy became a loose pussy. Haha.’

As I chuckled inwardly with idle thoughts, my lower abdomen felt quite heavy, as if his dick had fully entered.

The sensation of my vagina being penetrated by his dick was something I could never get used to, no matter how many times I experienced it.

In my previous life, I had been tested to get a health certificate, and it wasn’t much different, except that the thin, short cotton swab was a hot, giant rubber rod, inserted into my pussy instead of my back hole.

Ah, there was one more difference. In my previous life, it only hurt, but now there was at least a glimmer of pleasure.

Well, whether it was that or this, they were both equally shitty.

I glanced down at my lower abdomen. It bulged in the shape of a dick from my pussy to just below my navel. The size of his dick was truly monstrous.

‘How the hell did he get that in? Honestly… Is it really true that it gets loose if you keep using it?’

“Kuk! You’re squeezing harder today. Are you feeling good?”

Mikhail stroked my cheek and spoke. I just stared at Mikhail with a blank gaze.

Well? If I were to describe my feelings, they’re shitty.

I feel miserable, pathetic, ashamed, and I just want to die. The reason it’s tighter is just because I’m not producing enough lube. You son of a bitch.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

Mikhail hugged me tight with both arms and thrust his hips. At first, there was no lube, so it was raw flesh colliding, feeling hot and stinging.

Splash, splash

But as he kept thrusting, my body must have gotten aroused, and I started secreting lube. Thanks to that, my extremely dry pussy loosened up and could swallow his dick without issue.

“Huhh. Huaaang. Heuk. Huk.”

As my body heated up, moans escaped my lips, completely unrelated to how I felt.

Honestly, my body was something else. Getting aroused even while being raped. It was like some Japanese manga. Fuck.

Thump! THUMP! Thump!

“Kuk! Damn it…. Kukk!”

“Haang. Hiiik?! Hek. Hook.”

‘Fuck….. This feels good….. It’s shitty but it feels gooood…..’

Gradually, the unpleasant sensations and reason drifted away, floating off into the distance due to the pleasure.

Like an animal in heat chasing pleasure and the urge to breed, I lifted my legs and hugged his waist tightly.

Then, the ordinary missionary position turned into a breeding press position. It was the female’s obsession to not miss even a single drop of the male’s seed.

When I changed positions, Mikhail was momentarily puzzled, but realizing this was a better position, Mikhail met my eyes.

“I love you, Asha. From before and still now.”

Soon he began exploring my tongue. I didn’t even recognize the meaning of his words and simply followed his lead obediently.

There was not enough reason left to understand his words and refuse his kiss. I simply didn’t resist the touch of the strong male leading the way.

‘Feels sooo goood…. I feel like I’m going insane….. It feels sooo goood…..’

“Heuk?! Huk?! Het?! Hwung?!”

“Kup! Damn it! Asha, I’m coming!”

Soon he hugged my waist tight and ejaculated.

Bururuk. Burut.

I was sure I had received his semen when we had sex this morning, but now his semen started filling my uterus again.

Am I really going to get pregnant? I don’t know. I’m not going to think about it. It feels too good. I just want to keep feeling this sensation.

“I love you, Asha. I love you. I love you.”

Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss

While ejaculating, Mikhail kept repeating “I love you” and kissed me repeatedly, as if I were some lover.

From my lips to my cheek, cheek to neck, neck to chest, chest to navel. Was he possessed by a ghost who died without getting enough kisses in his previous life?

“Heung. Hwung.”

Of course, my body was honest, and I groaned whenever he kissed me. As I groaned, Mikhail continued to kiss me.

When the shower of kisses ended, my body was red with kiss marks. Was this cupping? Even cupping doesn’t leave marks like this.

“Heup!”

Pop!

Trickle

Mikhail, who had finished ejaculating, let out a death rattle and pulled out his flaccid dick.

Then, with a cheerful sound, the vagina that had been clinging to his dick until the end opened, and semen flowed out.

I lay on the bed, exhausted, but Mikhail seemed not yet finished with his lust, and kissed my neck.

“Asha, are you tired already? We’ve only done it once.”

“Nooo….. I can do moreeee…..”

“Really? That’s good then.”

Slurp, slurp

His tongue intertwined with mine again. I looked at him with hazy eyes and rubbed my legs together.

Since I hadn’t climaxed, my pussy was itchy.

Hurry and thrust. It’s itchy. It’s itchy. It’s itchy. I want to come. Heuk. I want to come quickly….

As I rubbed my legs together, Mikhail whispered for me to wait a moment and brought his hand to my pussy.

Slide, slide, press

“Hut?! Hwaaaaang-!!”

As he pressed down on my clitoris with his thick finger, pleasure surged up from below, and I climaxed spectacularly.

Pusyook, Pushuuuk

I hadn’t drunk much water, so I didn’t know where that amount of lube was coming from. Almost the same amount as urine gushed out, soaking the bed and his clothes.

“Hwat…. Hwaaaaang…….”

“Isn’t that just piss? You’re a total piss-soaker.”

“Nooo…….”

“Liar.”

Mikhail pinched my clit again.

“Hiiik?”

Ziiik

With a moan, I sprayed water again. Perhaps finding my state arousing, Mikhail’s dick became stiff and erect again.

“How is that lube when you’re wetting yourself this much? You slutty bitch.”

“Hiiiieeeung….. It’s not thattt………”

“Keep lying and I’ll punish you?”

“Nooo…..”

As I kept saying no, Mikhail whispered “punishment” and flipped me over.

Then my buttocks were raised, and I was instantly in the doggy style position.

Mikhail grabbed my buttocks and began inserting his dick.

My pussy was completely loose, so unlike the first time, his dick was inserted easily.

Thud!

“Huk?!”

Within seconds, his lower abdomen collided with my buttocks. I melted and buried my head in the pillow at the sensation of my vagina being completely filled.

Insertion was easy, but separate from that, the pleasure remained…. no, it was even amplified. Perhaps because I was extremely sensitive.

“You’re a total female, a female. You’re reacting like this even before I start thrusting.”

“Huuuuuuk…… Noooowww……”

“What’s not? Keep doing that and I’ll keep thrusting?”

“Nooooowww……”

“I warned you.”

Mikhail grabbed my limp arms and started moving his hips.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Like pounding rice cakes, his dick vibrated against my cervix, piercing even deeper than the breeding press position.

“Hiiik?! Hek?! Hwuk?! Huk?! Haak?!”

“You slutty bitch.”

His glans frequently pounded against my cervix. It hurts so muuch….. but it feels sooo goood……. It’s a different feeling than just doing it…….

Mikhail kept babbling something from behind, but I couldn’t hear him, as my mind had already floated away.

‘Come. Come. Come. Come. Come-!!!!’

“Heuuuuuuuuk?!!!!”

Ziiiiik

My back arched like a bow, and I gasped as if struck by lightning. My body kept trembling, and lube continued to flow out of my pussy.

As I arched my back and climaxed, the dick that had been thrusting inside also arched, and Mikhail ejaculated.

Burururuk.

Again, a tremendous amount of semen filled my uterus, and the semen flowed back out, dripping from my pussy.

Mikhail collapsed on top of me, and we both lay tangled together, only gasping for breath.

At other times, he would have demanded more and touched various parts of my body, but it seemed he had reached his physical limit and was just breathing heavily on top of me.

I was just as exhausted, but I had enough strength to push off Mikhail, who was crushing me with his immense weight.

“Ugh…. Ugh….”

I managed to whine and push Mikhail away with difficulty. Mikhail seemed to be unconscious, and he was pushed to my side without much resistance.

“Whew…..”

I sighed. After the intense sex ended, the tension completely released, and sleep started to creep in.

Mikhail was already asleep, seemingly tired. I didn’t refuse the drowsiness that washed over me and fell asleep just like that.

—

A few hours later

“Your head is completely healed.”

Royal Physician Ivan said as he examined Anastasia. The injury caused by hitting her head against the wall when the carriage overturned was completely healed.

Ivan peeled off the last piece of gauze remaining on her head. Not a single drop of blood was on the gauze.

‘It’s certainly incredible how powerful golden bloodlines are…..’

Considering that the Countess Bolonha’s daughter, who sustained a similar level of injury, was still unconscious, her recovery power was astonishing.

Finally, Ivan gave Anastasia, who was groaning from muscle aches, some painkillers and left the room.

“Huk! Yo…. Your Majesty.”

Ivan was startled by the King who appeared immediately after he left the room and bowed his head. Fortunately, it wasn’t a major offense, and the King accepted his greeting without saying anything else.

“It’s fine. Were there any other issues?”

“The scratches on her head are all healed. There were no other issues except for muscle aches.”

“I see. Can you perhaps tell me when her ovulation cycle is?”

Ivan hesitated slightly, his words trailing off in embarrassment.

“Th…. That can only be calculated if we know when her menstruation occurs. Perhaps Anastasia-sama knows her ovulation cycle.”

“Is that so? That’s a shame. Are you consistently giving her medication that is good for pregnancy?”

“Yes, that is correct. We mix it in whenever we give her painkillers.”

“Continue to do so. Ah, and how is the Countess Bolonha’s daughter’s condition?”

“She is still unconscious. There are no major issues, but it seems it will take quite some time for her to wake up.”

“Just keep her alive.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Ivan bowed his head respectfully and hurried away down the corridor. As soon as Ivan left, Mikhail opened the door and entered the room.

Creak-

For once, Anastasia was standing right by the door. Mikhail was momentarily happy, wondering if she was welcoming him, but was disappointed by her next words.

“How is Tatiana’s condition?”

It was that woman again. Again. Anastasia seemed tireless, always babbling about that whenever she saw him.

It was annoying. What the hell did he have to do to make that woman obedient? Even if he grabbed her by the hair or slapped her cheek, that mouth of hers showed no sign of stopping.

“I heard the physician outside talking about Tatiana’s condition. Please tell me what her condition is. Please…..”

Anastasia knelt before him and pleaded. It seemed she was quite anxious since Tatiana was mentioned.

Should I just say she died? No. If I did that, Anastasia would be the type to commit suicide instead of submitting to me.

‘Hmm….. Ah! I could do that.’

A good idea struck Mikhail. He opened his mouth with a wry smile.

“I’ll tell you. But there’s a condition.”

Anastasia’s expression brightened, then darkened slightly at the mention of a condition. Her change in expression was a spectacle.

“Use formal language and call me Master.”

“………”

Anastasia’s expression hardened. Tsk. Mikhail clicked his tongue.

It was a condition he had offered, in his own way, out of consideration for her. Anastasia was at a 폐급 (useless/trash) level as a sex slave.

Her appearance was somewhat pretty, but that was it. She wasn’t obedient and her mouth was dirty. Frankly, with that kind of language, even whipping her all day wouldn’t be enough.

Anastasia faltered for a long time, then reluctantly opened her mouth. She spoke in a voice that was barely audible.

“Yes, Master………”

“Good, well done.”

That appearance was so cute that Mikhail stroked her head. Anastasia’s expression momentarily turned fierce, but what could she do? After all, the absolute superior was Mikhail Raskavan.

“She’s still in a coma. There don’t seem to be any major internal injuries, but we need to wait and see her condition.”

Anastasia’s expression turned complicated. She was relieved that she was alive, but saddened that she was still unconscious.

Mikhail found such an Anastasia irritating. What was it about that girl that was so great?

Annoyed, Mikhail dragged Anastasia to the bed.

For a while, the sound of a woman crying could be heard from his bedroom.