Walkthrough (1)

As a plea close to a sob licked at Shuriel’s ear in a sticky way, his eyes glowed red as if responding. I didn’t even think about hiding it, but rather, as if telling him to look, I caressed my lower abdomen and waited for him to approach. The clear stream flowing between my legs began to pool rather than just flow.

“Yu, Yujin.”

“…Hic.”

A voice filled with rage that would make an ordinary person terrified and sit down. But to me, it was a sweet voice no different from a succubus’s whisper. Excitement grows. I kept imagining it. Me being beaten and raped by Shuriel. Self-control crumbled, leaving not even the minimum of morality.

“Yujin. What, what do you want me to do?”

He asked, his eyes glowing red. It was too much, too cruel. How could I say something like that again? My face flushed red, and I hesitated to speak. I rubbed my thighs, wiggled my toes, and remained silent. It’s all because of that black grass. Even if I denied it and shook my head inwardly, the source of my desire did not change.

Unlike before, Shuriel showed patience. This wouldn’t do. He said his violence increased when his eyes glowed red. He should choke me and pounce on me like before. Soothing my burning insides, I looked up at Shuriel.

He just looked down at me with contempt. Only after seeing those heartless eyes could I realize.

That I was the one in a hurry.

“It’s too much…”

The more I kept silent, the hotter my body became. When my pleas, even with tears in my eyes, didn’t work, I took action instead of words.

I crawled to his feet and leaned my body against them. He didn’t even flinch even though I was clinging to his ankles. Was this not enough? Driven by stubbornness, I decided to make him excited. I’m begging like this, even throwing away my pride, can’t he help me just once?

Lewd actions and tantrums that I would never do normally. I rubbed my private parts against his instep and masturbated. Every time the tightly closed, pink crack brushed against his instep, I spurted water between my legs, and Shuriel’s legs were soon soaked.

“Haa, haang…”

Lustful moans spread. The masturbation was as intense as the moans. Smelling his sweet, sugary scent, I buried my face in his thighs to smell him even more, absorbed in masturbation. Thinking that if I did this much, he might get excited and pounce on me. But even so. Shuriel didn’t move. The more it was like that, the more anxious I became.

“Hahit, heugeuk!”

In the end, I was the one who went first. Gripping my calves tightly and trembling, I spurted out an amount of vaginal fluid that was incomparable to before. With a lustful expression, I was completely out of it, even drooling sloppily, desperately trying to seduce him.

In the deepening climax, I thought to myself. This should be enough, right?

“Is that all?”

Before he opened his mouth.

“Nye, nyehe?”

“I asked if that’s all.”

It was a light question without even a hint of murderous intent, but I felt my heart drop. If that’s all? Is this the end? My body, turned into a female by the drug, reacted terribly to this fact. The drug… Damn drug. I even started to sob because he didn’t react.

“No, it’s not. I can do better…”

“How?”

“Th, that is. Well…”

Say it directly. It was back to square one. Shuriel was an aristocrat. A race skilled at handling people. For some reason, I couldn’t grasp his rhythm-but the current me was not the aloof and distant magician Yujin of the past.

“Ugh… Y, you can do it with your mouth… Or, or you can hit me and d, do that…”

A drug-addled, vulgar, filthy, lewd female.

“Hmm…”

Shuriel pondered for a few minutes with indifferent eyes.

That wait felt like an eternity to me, and to make his decision even more firm, I brought my firm breasts to his legs. I worked my body hard to satisfy the male. Just the touch of flesh against flesh brought a dizzying pleasure. As a result, I was the only one satisfied-

“Good.”

“Hyaat?!”

-Whether my efforts had paid off, the positive sign I had been waiting for had fallen. I felt a sense of accomplishment at this humor and climaxed once more.

“First, I’ll do it with my mouth. Take it down. But, don’t use your hands.”

I looked at Shuriel with a blank face at the word “take it down” without a subject, but there was no further explanation. As I pondered in that state, I could understand the hidden meaning.

“Nyeheet…”

I raised my body and brought my face to Shuriel’s waist. The crotch of his pants, stained by the Labyrinth Maker, came into view. Without a moment’s hesitation, I bit the crotch of his pants and pulled them down.

“Ubeub…”

It wasn’t easy. I realized through this experience that it wasn’t easy to take off pants using only my mouth. No, in the first place, would there be a situation where I would know something like this? Anyway. I was finally able to take off his pants after dropping so much saliva that it covered the stains on his pants.

-Tuk.

When I finally took off his underwear. A long, large meat stick struck my forehead. Shuriel’s cock, touching my forehead, was as hot as fire. I looked up at his cock with a blissful expression.

“D, do it all… Hageuk?!”

He silently grabbed my hair. I cheered inwardly and waited for Shuriel’s next action.

“Hebeueup?!”

He grabbed both ends of my hair like handles and shoved his hideous cock into my mouth. I opened my mouth as wide as possible to accept his cock, making sure my teeth didn’t touch it. My tongue, glistening with saliva, wrapped around his cock. Shuriel shuddered at the slippery sensation.

That small tremor made me feel a strange joy, as if I had successfully satisfied the male. This lewd body climaxed strongly at the same time as his cock entered deep into my throat and spurted vaginal fluid.

“Ke, keheubeub…”

Did I say you can use it as a handle, you can treat it like a toy? Shuriel didn’t forget the words I had uttered and faithfully followed them. Deep throat from the first oral insertion. I can’t pull my head out because he’s gripping my hair tightly. I can’t breathe. I couldn’t breathe through my nose because my throat was blocked and there was no room to do so.

“Keuk. Every inch of your body is like a whore.”

“Eubeub, kkeuheup…”

Taking it out, putting it in. He reciprocated his waist as if treating my throat like an onahole. The huge size of his cock, going in and out so much that the shape of his cock was cast under the skin of my throat, made my eyes dizzy. I felt like I was going to throw up at any moment, but the desire not to disappoint the male in front of me stopped me.

“Keuk!”

From the piston movement to handling my body. There was nothing that wasn’t arbitrary about him, and even his ejaculation was arbitrary.

-Bururuk…!

“Heukkeueup…”

Ejaculation began with a single scream. A whitish liquid poured out from the end of his cock, which was stuck deep in my throat. I couldn’t swallow it, and my stomach was filled with semen coming down through my throat. I rolled my eyes back and drooled yellow liquid. It was really a long ejaculation. To the point where I could have drowned if I wasn’t careful. I even felt like my stomach was slightly bulging.

“Peuhahue…”

Kung. As soon as the ejaculation was over, I collapsed, spitting out semen and lying on the floor, which was puddled with vaginal fluid and semen. An ordinary person would have fainted five more times.

“Are you already lying down? How pathetic. Is that all the resolve you had to beg me?”

-Kkuuuk!!

“Ugek, eueuk!”

Shuriel, who had approached me as I lay sprawled out in an unsightly manner, raised his foot with condemnation and stomped on my stomach. The semen that had been filling my stomach surged back up and dirtied the floor due to the merciless pressure.

“Kkeuheup, heukkeueuk…”

As the blunt boot heel pressed down on my flesh, a black footprint was imprinted around my navel. It was a dirty footprint in a color that contrasted with my milky white skin. That black and dirty footprint imprinted on my lower abdomen, like a brand that I had become his possession. So it was very immoral. A series of climaxes continued, I don’t know how many times.

“Heeuk, hek…”

“Tsk. If I had known you were such a vulgar woman, I wouldn’t have approached you. Know it as an honor.”

“T, thank you…”

“Turn around and lie face down.”

“Yes, nyehet…”

I turned around and lay face down as Shuriel ordered. However, I didn’t lie face down in the literal sense. Knowing what Shuriel wanted, I moved my body to take the form he wanted. I pressed my upper body to the floor, pulled my waist back, and raised my hips. The peach-colored pussy, so tightly closed that you wouldn’t think it had been raped by the same person on the same day, seduced Shuriel.

-Jjaak!

“Kkyahak?!”

My posture collapses. As a result, I buried my face in the semen puddle. Unable to see his figure as I turned around, I sobbed with tears in my eyes at the sudden spanking. He smiled bitterly and ordered.

“Again.”

Again, I raised my hips.

-Jjaak!

“Ahak?!”

“Again.”

Two times, three times, four times. I raised my hips until Shuriel was satisfied. If there was something unsatisfactory, his palm would fly mercilessly. You might blame me for collapsing my posture just by getting my butt hit, but Shuriel was originally a Knight. How can I endure it when he hits my butt mercilessly without even looking at me?

“Again.”

“Haa, haaheueu…”

I hated Shuriel for being mean, but I hated my body even more for getting excited every time I got hit. That terrible pain of hitting my butt with all his might as if awakening my mind, made me groan even louder and writhe. After correcting my posture twelve times like that, Shuriel stopped hitting my butt. I don’t know if he was simply tired of spanking or if my posture was perfect. Maybe it’s the former.

“Well, this should be enough.”

Having said that, Shuriel hung something around my neck. It was a hunting snare. The snare, tightened to fit my neck perfectly, was like a dog collar. Shuriel smiled wickedly as he put on the leash.

“There’s no dog like you. Okay. I’ve got a good idea.”

“Yes, hee?”

“Bark. How can a dog speak human language?”

“E, uh? Th, that kind of thing…”

“If you don’t want to, this is the end.”

E, end? No way. Please. My lips were parched. I threw away my pride and half of my remaining sanity and shouted reflexively.

“Wa, wal…!”

“Keuheu, kehahahaha!”

I couldn’t lift my head because the laughter mocking me was so embarrassing. I felt so ashamed that I would rather bury my nose in the semen puddle and die. Even if I was drugged, was this right? Could it be irreversible? Many regrets flooded in. Shuriel ruffled and stroked my hair as if he were really treating me like a dog.

“He, hehe…”

For some reason, that touch was so warm. I smiled without realizing it. From the crown of my head to my cheeks. He stroked from my cheeks to under my chin and took a deep breath and said.

“Okay. A well-behaved dog should be rewarded.”

He grabs my butt, which is swollen from the spanking. I gasped and closed my eyes tightly. Shuriel’s cock, which I couldn’t see but felt intensely. The hideous cock, which wasn’t inferior even when compared to a Minotaur in terms of length alone, was now right away. Charging towards my butt.

-Jjigeok!

“Haaheueueuk?!”

Maybe it’s because it’s been pierced once, but it didn’t hurt as much as before. It hurt because of the size, but it was a familiar insertion. Whether this was the same for Shuriel, he made a slightly deflated sound. I was anxious that he might get tired of it and pull out his cock, so I tightened my pussy. Shuriel seemed to find this desperation funny, so he pulled the snare tight without even thrusting his waist.

“Kek, keheuk?!”

“This is tighter. You’ll have to suffer a little until I ejaculate.”

“H, have m, mercy…”

My face turns blue because I can’t breathe. The world became blurry without even feeling the cock reciprocating my narrow pussy. A huge amount of endorphins secreted just before death dirtied my head. My body, which had reached its peak, squeezed Shuriel’s cock as if it would burst-

“Keueueuk!”

-Burureureut…!

He ejaculated.

Along with the warm sensation covering my entire lower abdomen, warm and sticky semen filled my uterus. Shuriel seemed to have relaxed his body with the ejaculation, and at the same time as the ejaculation, he let go of the snare rope. Having escaped from the brink of death, I buried my head as it was and gasped for breath.

“He, heeuk. Heeheueu…”

“Damn it…”

Shuriel, perhaps ashamed that he had ejaculated not long after inserting, turned his face red and grabbed the snare rope again. As I saw the snare rope going up, I climaxed, spurting vaginal fluid lewdly. Because I couldn’t forget the pleasure I felt at the end of death. Because I was happy that I could feel this pleasure again.

“You impertinent bitch…”

The force on the snare increases.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

I begged for my life with a more sincere smile than ever before.

* * *

The end of a person who wakes up from a dream and loses their fantasy was obvious without saying.

“Doryeon, -nim. Please. Forget, please.”

I said in a mouse-like voice, taking out the semen that filled my uterus to the point where my stomach was swollen. I remembered everything. Me clinging to Shuriel and whispering love. Me acting spoiled. And me barking like a dog and spreading my private parts. I remembered everything clearly. There was an excessive amount of sincerity mixed in to excuse it as the drug’s effect.

Is this really me?

No, way.

“Ugh…”

“…I’m sorry.”

I had to stop Shuriel from trying to commit suicide this time as well. The difference from before was that I also wanted to commit suicide. But I learned from this incident that the more I suffered, the faster his mental erosion would increase uncontrollably, so I couldn’t show it. I comforted him while acting expressionless. It’s just a verbal comfort, but it’s better than nothing.

“I have no intention of holding you responsible for what has already happened. However, I just hate myself for spreading my legs like a street whore just because I was drugged.”

“…”

It’s not your fault. It’s all my fault for burning the grass without knowing anything. Only after persuading Shuriel almost to the point of brainwashing did he show signs of calming down. He seemed to have cognitive dissonance because I seemed to be really okay. I thought this was okay, right? Of course, I had no intention of correcting that dissonance. There was no one to point out that it was wrong.

Shuriel scratched his head and asked me.

“When you were drugged. By any chance, did that black grass have a strange effect?”

“…What do you mean?”

“Like telling me to hit you, or something like that. Maybe the grass induces self-destructive behavior…”

Ah, you mean that.

“That’s my true feeling-“

That’s my true feeling…

“…True feeling?”

Ah.

I misspoke.