GC | Chapter 1.4

At first, when he forced himself through her and blood ran from the pussy, she cried so hard his ears felt like they would split. But now that same bastard spread the flaccid folds of her pussy wide and begged to have cock juice pumped inside. She showed off her black pussy and ass, shaking those fat nipples around.

He wrapped his arms across her narrow shoulders and locked her down completely, then drove down vertically from above, and she screamed with a beastlike, uncanny cry. It was the sort of cry that would make even the servants on the floor below twitch between their legs.

When he slammed into the back passage with a hard, aroused pair of balls, Shey, who had become a shameless slut, shook his plush hips up and down wildly. He looked no different from a mad whore wanting to be taken in the ass.

Puhk! Puhk, chuok… smooch…

“Hii… hic…”

“Fuck. You’re so delicious I’m going crazy…”

The force of the thrusting was so wild it was like a bull pumped full of medicine, and Shey kept smacking the top of his head against the bedpost. Shey, dazed and crying all the while, was embraced immediately by Ruslan when he noticed it.

Because of that, the body trapped inside the broad embrace vanished completely from sight. The only way one could tell someone was pinned beneath the man was by the pair of feet dangling from his shoulders.

“Uhuhh, mm, ngh…”

As Shey, struggling to take the arm-length cock, unconsciously stuck out his tongue, Ruslan kissed him at once. He shoved a long, thick tongue into him and kept going even when Shey gagged. He licked at the inside as brazenly as if using his tongue as a cock, and bit at the soft lips.

His plump hips rode up high and he was being fucked immovably. Every time the pussy passage was turned over, it felt like his insides were being crushed, and Shey burst into tears, but the lips over his mouth blocked him so completely that even the pained moans could not properly slip out.

Like a raging beast, Ruslan shook his waist and ruined both the upper hole and the lower hole to his heart’s content, driving in until the womb felt as though it would crack apart, then straightened up.

“Haah, ah…”

Shey, his eyes blankly unfocused, had both hands immobilized and was trembling his thighs. He looked like a dog obedient to its master, his soft belly laid bare and the underarms he had been licked into shining openly.

The nipples that had been tortured hard enough to draw blood the night before were still swollen, and every time Ruslan slammed his cock down hard, they shook shamelessly left, right, up, and down. The wet pussy, always overflowing with arousal fluid, had turned cloudy from friction and soaked the bedsheets a mess.

At such an indecently shameless sight, Ruslan narrowed his eyes with a lewd smile and bound Shey with his whole body so he could not struggle.

Today, it seemed he would be satisfied only after seeing this wretched bastard crying and begging forgiveness. He did not mind flattering him, but after being disregarded every time, one inevitably got irritated.

“You’re heavy, ah!”

Shey was already tired, so his weight was even harder to bear. Just as he was about to complain a little, Ruslan brought his force down and hammered into the pussy with a sound like flesh splitting.

“Ah! Ah!”

What had only been playful teasing a moment ago had suddenly become a speed of ruthless crushing that was impossible to endure.

“Wai, ah! Ah! Aaaah!”

It felt like he might die right there. Saliva he had not yet swallowed gurgled around in his throat. Each time Ruslan fucked him, there was a heavy, thudding sound like a thick wooden baton smashing the pussy.

The force of the downward thrusts was so immense that his body slid back from the recoil, and Ruslan wrapped himself across the space between his shoulder blades and pulled Shey down again. That pinned him in place completely, turning him into a helpless fucktoy as he was driven through without pause.

“Haaa!”

Shey opened his mouth wide like an idiot whose soul had gone slack, and sticky saliva ran down his chin. His pupils had already rolled back, and the dark flesh of the pussy wings, soaked by daily cock repairs, shook the black meat this way and that. The elongated clit throbbed, rubbing against Ruslan’s taut lower abdomen, and every time it did, arousal fluid surged out of the slit.

Even Ruslan’s handsome face, which had been chuckling the whole time, lost its smile. Using his huge frame like a giant compressing machine, he hammered down from above, and Shey screamed as if being bred.

Thrashing with instinctive rutting, he sprayed pussy juice mixed with cock spatter everywhere, and his thin lower belly bulged up in the shape of the cock shaft and head.

Held tightly within Ruslan’s embrace, his heavy balls pressed down over the throbbing lower-passage pussy and flattened it out. It was truly a mad breeding scene, and between the crack of the closed door, a lewd cry leaked out.

Without realizing it, Shey began rubbing his erect nipples against Ruslan’s chest and wringing more semen out into the deeper folds of his pussy. It was the result of the training of taking cock juice every day.

“Ah, aahh, faster…”

“Faster what?”

“Mm, hic, cum in my pussy faster…”

“If I cum now, you’ll get pregnant.”

Even knowing nothing of the sort would happen because his womb no longer functioned, Ruslan teased him with a grin, and Shey glared back with watery eyes.

“What have you done to deserve me giving you a baby? If you got pregnant, I know exactly how much you’d drive people crazy again.”

“…”

“You did something wrong, or not?”

When Ruslan grasped his narrow chin and scolded him like a child, the neat line of his eyes sharpened into points. The tightly closed shape of his mouth made it clear he had no intention of answering, but Ruslan, thinking of how much trouble he had gone through to get that damned jewel, wanted to hear this obnoxious thing submit today at least.

“You’re not answering? Did you do wrong, or not…?”

But along with a spat sound, Ruslan’s smooth cheekbone was smeared with filth.

He had been spat on by another person, and yet seeing the colder expression on Shey’s face only made him less angry.

This bastard really was nasty.

Ruslan wiped away the spit and laughed lightly, as if enduring it. Judging by the way things were going, it looked like getting him to sleep obediently today would be difficult too.

“Fine, then… I guess all I have to do is fuck and make you leak, huh?”

“Ugh…”

“Fuck, did I buy this so I’d enjoy it? Every time you start acting up, hngh, you’re the one making me feel bad. Damn bitch, doesn’t even understand people’s feelings.”

“Mmm! Ah!”

“You’re going to do it again? You’re going to hurt me again?”

The flesh shaft once more raked through the sticky tunnel of pussy as if overturning it. The head invaded places too deep to lift, as if smoothing out a rough path. The narrow inner passage had expanded completely and was biting down tightly on the heavy cock.

The sight of that absurdly thick cock going in and out was less like intercourse and more like a bloated pussy spewing out a massive blackish-red organ all at once.

“Should I cut off my cock and stuff it in, then sew the pussy shut? It would be nice, you’d look pregnant.”

“No, I don’t, ahnnh!”

Ruslan hugged the sweat-soaked, slippery body and bit down on his lower lip. The most sensitive part of the head was gathering a dizzying pleasure. Feeling as though he was about to cum, he pounded the already ragged womb a few more times and pulled the long cock out.

“Open your mouth wide? You need to eat the baby.”

The abandoned fuckhole trembled, but Ruslan shifted his attention and climbed on top of Shey. Pressing down on his throat made him naturally part his lips. If he had not opened them, Ruslan had been prepared to rip them open and shove his cock in anyway, but it was fortunate he listened. Ruslan himself was already done with seeing Shey bleed.

“Ghk! Kk, khuugh…!”

He thoroughly trampled the sloppy mouth-pussy and shoved his cock all the way down past the throat. Sitting over the pretty face and crushing it almost flat, the thick cock hair rubbed shamelessly against the delicate cheek. Once he had pushed the thick cock to the root, so far that the lips on either side of the mouth looked torn, Shey’s throat bulged.

“Ugh, mmph, uuhk!”

He could feel hot sourness rising up the throat, but he ignored it and flooded the mouth and throat with cum. The sour fluid and semen clogged the throat and finally refluxed, but it could not get out through the blocked mouth, so a cloudy stream shot out of his nose.

The sight of that, with the philtrum stretched long and cum pouring from the nose while he was struggling to hold a cock, was by no means beautiful in the usual sense.

Shey, his face ruined, clawed at Ruslan’s waist and buttocks with his nails. His throat had been sealed by the cock plug, and the sticky cum made it hard even to breathe through his nose. Looking at him fighting so desperately for a little oxygen, Ruslan covered Shey’s nose and eyes with a large hand.

“Mmm!”

He had once held a person’s life hostage and threatened them into panic, and seeing that same person now struggle so hard to live made him feel better. Once his mood had relaxed, the fact that his lover had spat on him felt no worse than a tantrum.

Ruslan looked down at Shey with his face completely hidden and lowered his lashes lazily. Torture skills were his specialty, skills he had learned as naturally as eating three meals a day, using people until they were on the edge of death.

Shey, half swallowing and half vomiting the cum rising into his throat, let out an unrecognizable cry and jerked his ass up high. The cock, energized again, stood rigid in the air as if wanting to be stuffed into any hole at all, then spilled its cum.

His tightly pulled-together ass trembled, and after enjoying the last instant before death, the moment when blood had rushed through his entire body, he gradually lost strength. As complete limpness took him, Ruslan took away his hand without missing the chance, and Shey, his face gone dumb, had already fainted with half-lidded eyes.

It was both admirable and ridiculous that he had passed out with a man’s cock still in his mouth. Only then did Ruslan slide the long cock out in a stream, and pale fluid spilled from Shey’s mouth.

Ruslan opened the red cave of his mouth and wiped the cock scented with pussy onto his tongue. It was as casual as wiping a stain with a rag. Because a few strands of cock hair were stuck around the mouth, he cleaned those up roughly too.