episode_0033

Violent sex continued, relentlessly thrusting even after I came several times. Because he hadn’t come yet. Because he hadn’t come into my womb yet. He was relentlessly working his hips hard, trying to fill my womb completely with semen. Even though it was already full of semen. As if it wasn’t enough yet, to satisfy his desire. Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! The squelching sound made by his cock hitting my pussy, mixed with semen and vaginal fluid, and the sound made by my buttocks colliding with the Emperor’s groin, filled the stuffy basement. “Heuugh…! Heuik!!” Again, his cock swelled up plump inside my pussy. Meaning his cock was about to spew out semen. In response, as if welcoming the semen pouring into my womb, a gush of liquid, whether vaginal fluid or urine or something else, surged out. “Huii…iit…!!” Again, the inside of my pussy was filled with white semen. His cock, having stuffed semen inside, was firmly blocking the entrance to my womb so the semen wouldn’t leak out. “Phew.. Eltel needs to wash too, and I’ve sweated a bit, so how about we go shower together?” Shower? A shower would be nice. I felt sticky anyway. A shower after a week. Washing away waste from every corner of my body with hot water, rinsing off the foul stench from my body, and then covering myself in fragrance. And… I want to quickly get the semen that’s completely filled my womb out of my pussy. So I wish he’d quickly pull out the cock that’s thrust in all the way…! “How about it, Eltel? A shower?” “J- Johahyooh…” So, quickly… I feel tired and like I could fall asleep as soon as I lie down somewhere, but I want to get rid of this sticky feeling quickly. Even if he thrusts while we shower…! “Then, how about we go just like this?” What? “Huh?” What do you mean? Go just like this?? Saying he’d go just like this, the Emperor abruptly stood up from where he was. My body slumped forward from the recoil, but he wrapped his forearm around my waist and neck, preventing my body from separating from the Emperor. As the Emperor wrapped around and lifted my body, my pussy was naturally impaled on his cock by gravity, perfectly blocking the semen coming out of the entrance to my womb. “W- W- Wait a moment…!!” Ignoring my words, the Emperor slowly began to walk forward. Wait a moment… If we go like this… Surely… Surely we’ll definitely run into the servants. Furthermore, with every step, my breasts bounced and the cock, tightly blocking my pussy, slightly bobbed and stimulated me. “Uh-hee…” The way his cock stimulated me slightly as we moved… it felt subtly ticklish yet sending shivers, making me feel good. “Hmm… The smell coming from the top of Eltel’s head is a bit unpleasant…” Wh- Whose fault is that…!! “Looks like your hair needs attention too… I’ll assign a personal servant later, so they’ll take care of it even if you just stay put, don’t worry.” “..Yes…” ..I wasn’t worried about my hair smelling. I can wash myself anyway, and what I’m worried about most is… …this cock, deeply embedded in my pussy, preventing the semen in my womb from coming out. Just now, his cock twitched inside my belly again. More than that, wait a moment… This is the basement, isn’t it? If so, we have to… go up… the stairs…? As if triggered by those words, the Emperor began to ascend the stairs in front of us, heavily thudding. “..Ugh…! Haah…!!” Thump!… Thump!… Thump!… Each time we ascended a step, his cock bobbed slightly larger inside my pussy, and my buttocks collided with the Emperor’s groin. “Heuugh…! Haah…!!” As I lowered my gaze, I could see transparent liquid dripping onto the stairs drop by drop from my pussy with every step we ascended, showing how soaking wet my pussy was. Watching my breasts sway and vaginal fluid dripping drop by drop from my pussy with every step, we soon reached the first floor. Thank goodness. That the basement wasn’t a deep place. “Eltel, what’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable somewhere?” Uncomfortable? The cock stuck inside my pussy, the ache in my chest and shoulder area from my breasts bouncing every time I was held like this and walked, and my body’s sticky state and tired physical and mental state from being sexually tortured for a week *were* uncomfortable. Very. “If you’re uncomfortable, why don’t you hold onto my neck instead?” Hold onto his neck? Does he mean for me to strangle him and kill him? No, that can’t be right. If I were to strangle him, I might be dragged back to the basement right away and sexually tortured again, you know? He probably means for me to wrap his neck with both hands to make myself comfortable, right?… Moreover, to make such a suggestion to me… It was as if he was telling me to hurry and wrap my arms around his neck. Furthermore, if I didn’t listen to such a suggestion… I might get punished… If so, I have no choice but to follow the Emperor’s words, right?… Right…? Cautiously, I raised my hands and wrapped them around the Emperor’s neck, crossing them over. At the same time, the Emperor put his arms between my thighs and grabbed the back of my neck. W- Wait a moment… Th- This is… A pose that was once popular on Otaku sites… Commonly called ‘Deulbak’… it’s the ‘lift and thrust’ pose…!! I’m doing the pose used when a large-framed man forcibly thrusts into a small-framed woman. No, I think I did it last time too… But now my whole body smells, and more importantly, we’re in the hallway, someone might pass by and see…! “Oh… It’s really tight…?” Perhaps because I was unconsciously tense about whether someone might be passing by, my whole body tensed up, and it seemed to satisfy the Emperor by tightly clenching my vagina. For now, it was a relief that there was no one in the hallway, but if someone were to see this sight, it would be incredibly embarrassing… no, it’s the kind of thing that would make me kick my blanket every time I thought about it while trying to sleep. A pose that shows off my breasts, pussy, butt, armpits… no, actually, my pussy already has his cock in it, so my anus isn’t visible anyway. Embarrassing… Embarrassing…!! I really hope I don’t meet anyone. Praying inwardly like that, I walked with heavy steps towards the end of the dark hallway in the ‘lift and thrust’ pose, carried by the Emperor. More than that, it was night. I hadn’t even known it was night.. The pitch-black, dark hallway and the faint moonlight filtering in clearly told me it was night. Night.. While being sexually tortured for a week, I had lost track of time and dates, not knowing how much time had passed as my anus was toyed with, until I heard the Emperor ask if I had been well for a week, and only then did I realize a week had passed.. And it was night. It was night when I was confined in the basement too.. How was I dragged away then? Was I dragged away like a dog while naked? Having been sexually tortured for a week, I can’t remember the details. Anyway, I probably didn’t go in a normal state back then either. Right, just like then. I really hope there’s no one along the way. Walking in this ‘lift and thrust’ pose, his cock is bobbing and thrusting a little with every movement, The Emperor probably doesn’t know how tightly I’m clenching my teeth to keep from making a sound. Please. Please… At a certain point, the Emperor’s steps stopped, and he opened a tightly closed door. Air that was warm and held moist humidity. A place with a large lion statue spouting water and several large tubs. A space I’ve been to several times. It was a Turkish bath. – As the Emperor pulled his cock out with a *ppyo*k, the semen trapped inside my womb poured out of my pussy in a stream. Like squeezing a ketchup bottle and squirting out ketchup. “Shall we wash right away?” Holding the shower head mounted on the wall, the Emperor turned on the water, adjusted it to a warm, steaming temperature, and then poured it directly onto my head. The feeling of warm water, experienced after a long time, felt so good. This feeling of clean water wetting my body and washing away the dirt. It was satisfying, except for the feeling of a large sausage poking and rubbing my back. The Emperor sprayed something into his hand and shampooed my water-soaked hair. His touch, handling my hair carefully like a hairdresser handling a customer’s, shampooed my hair so meticulously that I wondered if this bastard was really the guy who had confined me and sexually tortured me for a week. What is this. Why is he doing this so meticulously? Just when I had given up body and soul and thought that being thrust into by the Emperor was enough if it just meant surviving, he’s shampooing my hair so gently like this. And the body of a man who is even an Emperor of a nation. It’s so burdensome I could die. Suddenly showing such excessive affection to a slave he usually treated carelessly… No, even if solving sexual desire by thrusting his cock is a form of affection in its own way, I never imagined the Emperor himself would wash my body like this. At most, I thought we’d wash ourselves or he’d call a servant to wash me. Soon after, the Emperor washed my hair, full of lather, with the shower head again. And then he kept repeating the process of applying another solution to my hair and washing it off with water again. It’s burdensome.. It’s uncomfortable… It’s burdensome.. It’s uncomfortable… Why is he suddenly being so good to me? “Indeed, just as the butler said, washing your hair with the product that’s popular among noblewomen really made your greasy, matted hair quite clean.” Even after seeing that hair matted with oil, he just diligently thrust his hips. “Need to wash your body too, right?” Saying that, he lifted me up again and laid me down on a shower bed nearby. “Tell me if you’re uncomfortable” …Right now, this situation is fucking uncomfortable… “Alright, lie face down.” At the Emperor’s command, I turned my body on the shower bed and lay face down so my chest faced downwards. …It’s uncomfortable.. My somewhat large breasts were pressed down, causing a slight pain and discomfort. “Eltel, it might feel a little ticklish.” With those words, a cold, viscous liquid streamed down onto my back. “Heuik…!” After being washed with warm water, something cold dropped onto my back, and I couldn’t help but let out a strange sound. “Hmm.. You’re enduring it well.” And then he began to rub my back with his palm.