Seeking a Guide

A night of forced submission.

Yoal laid Nyrn on the bed and quickly stripped off his clothes.

"Spread your legs with your hands and wait. If you want mine, that is."

There was no trace of affection in his voice.

Nyrn, her voice trembling with humiliation, gripped her knees with both hands and spread them wide open.

"… Y-you… filthy bastard…!"

"If you don't want it, that's fine too."

"…"

Nyrn bit her lip hard, enduring the shame.

"That's good."

Yoal smirked thinly, straddled Nyrn, and thrust his erect cock right in front of her face.

She let out a small snort and began sniffing it on her own.

"… Ahh…"

"Getting aroused by the smell of a young man's dick? What a hopeless woman."

"… Y-you scum…!"

"Point taken," Yoal nodded.

He had no intention of spending much time on this woman anyway.

He just needed a slave who could guide him to the Witchlands.

"Who's the one spreading her legs because she wants this scum's dick? Hurry up and beg for it with your mouth. You're not some virgin maiden—though that body of yours is probably just a facade, you old hag."

"I-I'm not even forty yet… Ahh…"

He pressed the tip of his glans against her nose as she talked back.

The musky scent of a male who hadn't bathed in about two days. It would hit her aroused body hard.

The aphrodisiac he'd made her drink was enhanced to ten times its potency. It could easily pierce through any half-hearted resistance.

"I could just tie you up like this and leave you."

"… W-wait… I want this, I want it…"

"Be specific."

"… Ah…"

He'd easily corrupted her body.

Now, all that was left was to break her spirit.

Once one fell, the other would follow in time.

"D… dick…"

"Whose?"

"… Y-Yoal-sama's…"

"What kind?"

"… B-big… with flared ridges, darkened… thick and long…"

"What do you want me to do?"

"… Put it in my pussy… stir it up, churn it… pamper it, please…"

"Alright, say it all together from the start."

When Yoal prompted her with a straight face, she directed a killing intent at him that could curse someone to death.

Nyrn's face and entire body were already bright red. Love juices dripped profusely from her pussy out of sheer embarrassment—she probably hadn't even noticed.

"Can't be helped. I'll give you just the tip."

Yoal mounted her, pressing the tip of his shaft against her vaginal mucosa.

The witch's labia, like a ripe red clam. The curly hairs clinging to her twitching vaginal opening were irresistibly lewd.

With a squelch, their mucous membranes kissed.

In that instant, Nyrn's gaze, hidden behind her hair, melted into a hazy daze, and she opened her mouth.

"——Dick… oh… Yoal-sama's big, thick, pitch-black, ridged, nasty cock… Slam it into my pussy, dig around, and love it pleaseee…"

A plea that evoked pity.

Yoal gazed at the sobbing Nyrn, then thrust his cock in while shifting his weight.

Parting the soft, clinging pussy flesh, he penetrated her. He plunged deep, poking her cervix, then lightly twisted his hips to grind it.

"Ahhh…! Hii, I'm cumming, cumming…! Cumming, cumming… I'm gonna cum, gonna cummm…!"

"… Nice body temperature. Your pussy's hot inside too… This'll be perfect for milking my dick."

"Ah, ah…! That's cruel, so crueeel… Hii, cumming, cummm… Cumming, gonna cum, cummiiing——!"

Her trembling slender shoulders, hips, and ample breasts.

With an expression full of bliss, Nyrn threw her head back and writhed in ecstasy from her climax.

Her pussy clenched tight, squeezing his cock desperately. The soft folds undulated and coiled around him.

"… Hah."

Yoal suppressed the rising urge, focusing on grinding her cervix.

He meticulously scooped at the sucking depths of her pussy. He pistoned his hips in small motions, digging out her love juices from the hole.

He pulled back almost to the point of slipping out, then slammed his hips forward— a sharp, lewd smack echoed through the bedchamber.

"Ah… Ahhh… No, ahn, again… Cumming, cummm, I'm cumming…!"

"Cum as much as you want. I'll make sure you never forget this—imprinting pleasure with every orgasm."

Those words weren't empty or whimsical.

The aphrodisiac Nyrn had drunk down also served as a catalyst for magic.

And there's no time a woman is more defenseless than when she's lost in the ecstasy of climax—meaning he could cast spells on her as much as he wanted.

For a moment, Nyrn's eyes widened in panic.

When he slammed his hips with a smack smack, she twisted her waist amusingly and cried out in pleasure.

The sloppy, wet sounds echoed. Her vaginal walls undulated complexly, squeezing his cock tight.

"Ah, nnh, no… I'm cum, ming… Gonna cum, ah… No, ahn…!"

"…Give it up. It's futile resistance."

She must have realized this wouldn't end with just one night of submission.

Too late now.

As Nyrn desperately pursed her lips, Yoal slammed his hips forcefully.

He scraped her vaginal folds with his glans ridge while slowly pulling out, then thrust in hard again.

Her plump ass flesh and his hard hips collided repeatedly. They made sharp, rhythmic smacks.

"…Fuh…!"

The glans flange dragged roughly over her folds.

Nyrn clamped her lips tight, exhaling painfully through the gaps.

"Ah… Nn, ah…!"

With a squelch, he poked her cervix.

Her small lips bloomed open. A faint voice spilled out.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, hah, ah!"

The pistoning continued with mechanical precision.

The sweet voices wouldn't stop. Her breaths grew more intense.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! Cum, ming! Gonna cum… Kuh… Nnuu…!"

He smacked his hips rapidly—smack smack smack smack. He churned her honey pot with squelches, sometimes grinding her cervix.

Pouring out overwhelmed cries, Nyrn ascended to climax. Her breaths were frantic. Her whole body shuddered in spasms, her expression naturally softening into a goofy smile.

"Ah, ahn! Ahhn! Ahn, cumming, cummm… Gonna cum, cum, cum cum cum cum cummm～～～～!"

He held her hips firmly and tapped her cervix repeatedly. He scraped her vaginal ceiling sticky with his ridge, rubbing it in short strokes. As her depths bloomed wide, he pressed his urethral opening tight against her cervix.

Suddenly, Nyrn convulsed wildly in orgasm. She undulated her folds pleasurably, squirting love honey from her pussy in a sweet, blissful climax.

Her tongue lolled from her mouth, her cervix latched onto his tip, and she drooled from both ends as she came wildly.

"… Hah… Show me your cumming face."

"Ahhn… Nooo… Don't… Don't look, pleaseee…"

Sweat plastered her bangs to her forehead. Yoal easily brushed them aside.

In that instant, Nyrn's indecently melted expression was exposed. Her eyes drooped pathetically, her mouth hung open, a mix of regret and happiness in her orgasm face.

"… Don't talk nonsense. It feels good, right? You're happy, aren't you? You want me to make you cum over and over like this? It's just the drug's fault anyway, so give up quick and it'll be easier."

Yoal trailed his tongue over Nyrn's right ear.

He tickled her other earlobe, kneading it from top to bottom.

"… Uhn…"

Seeing her hips squirm in frustration, Yoal relentlessly assaulted her cervix with squelches.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah! No, nooo… It's coming, a big one… Again, it's coming… Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…"

His taut shaft filled her pussy completely. With powerful squelches, the strong pistons battered her depths.

Gradually, Nyrn's sensual legs stretched taut—her delicate toes curled tight.

"Ah, ah, ahn, ah! Cum, cum, cum, cum…"

Guh, Nyrn's neck arched back.

Her belly, filled with the meat wedge, twitched cu-cu, her inner thighs quivering.

"Not yet."

In that moment, Yoal's hips stopped dead.

He bit his own thumb, letting the blood drip, and danced it over Nyrn's lower abdomen.

Connected deep inside her body, indulging in carnal pleasure while casting the spell.

Nyrn had no means to resist. Her consciousness was seized by the pleasure on the brink of climax, unable to reach it—now barely hanging on.

"… Ahn, why, whyyy…! What are you doing…"

"You can see for yourself."

First, he pierced a vermilion point.

Around it, geometric lines were drawn, and the seal was completed in an instant.

A curse mark that interfered with her mana channels, bringing irreversible changes to her body and subjugation—an lewd crest.

Modeled after female reproductive organs, it emitted a dull light before settling in a faint pink hue.

"I'll manage your body for you… I have no attachment or grudge against you, but I need a reliable collaborator. Guide me to the Witchlands. If you refuse, I'll keep you in this limbo or find someone else—you stay as you are."

"… What is your goal… doing this…"

"Too complicated for a lust-addled hag? If you obey me, I'll fill your body as much as you want. Simple."

Kyaahn, Nyrn's face flushed red up to her earlobes.

Her hips wriggled madly, but she couldn't get the pleasure she craved.

"Trying to dispel it is pointless. You know that yourself."

"… This is wrong… Who taught you this…"

"Can't tell you that. It'd break the vow."

Now, what will you do? Yoal peered into Nyrn's face.

She quickly averted her eyes.

Yoal placed his hand on her cheek, forcing her to face him.

"Listen. Be obedient, and I'll let you cum nicely. Dozens of times, hundreds—I'll give you the best peaks… You've already learned the pleasure of cumming with your womb, right? That twitching deep in your hole, I'll pound it hard…So, if you hate it, say so?"

If she said nothing, then.

To Yoal's unspoken proposal, Nyrn clamped her lips tight.

In that instant, he twisted his mouth uglily and stirred the cock inside her pussy.

He readjusted the rigid shaft crushing deep into her depths.

"… Contract sealed, then."

"N-no, such a dirty… Hiiin… Cumming, gonna cum, ah, it's coming, coming… Ah, ah, nn, cum, cum, cummiiing～～～～!"

 

 

He silenced Nyrn's backtalk by slamming his rigid cock into her aroused pussy.

Smack smack smack smack—the ceaseless sounds of mating continued without pause.

The slut's cries as she reached the pinnacle of ecstasy matched them, resounding in a sickly sweet tone.

 

 

The coupling between man and woman continued throughout the night.

"Ahh, nn, no, I'm cumming, gonna cum, cummm… Nooo, I hate it slow like this…!"

"You're a selfish woman. If you want something done, say it properly. How am I supposed to know otherwise?"

"… Ugh… You lowlife scum… Make your dick stronger, plea—Hii! Cumming… Thaaat, I love that, love iiit… Ahhh, cumming… Cum, I'm cummiiing～～～～!"

Sometimes, with slow pistons, she climbed to the peak,

"No… Ahh, eeek… No good, mahh—m… This is too much, ah, already cumming, cummm… Gonna cum right away, gonna cummm… Please, mmm, Yoal-sama, take it easy… Nnhaaa…!"

"You said you liked it, didn't you? For such a loose hole that can't even milk a single shot, you're being awfully luxurious."

"That's cruel, so crueeel… No, it's because Yoal-sama's is too vigoroous…!"

"Blaming me, huh? That's punishment. Just cum like that."

"Ahiieen… There, there, that's my weak spoooot… Ahh, nooo, not just there… No way, no way, not like thiiis… Ahn, cumming… Cum, cummiiing～～～～!"

Other times, with brutal torment, she reached climax,

"… Ahhn… Ah, nn, this… Feels good… Feels so good, mm—ahhn… Ahh, nice… From my belly, something hot… Is coming… Ah, ah, ah… Ahn…"

"I told you, being obedient makes it feel better. You should've just stayed quiet like that from the start. Tell me all your sensitive spots."

"Ah, ah, yes… Yesss, good… Ahn… There, the deep part of my pussy… Feels good, mm, good… Squelch, impale me please… Ahhn… Ee, cumming, cumming… Cummiiing…!"

And at other times, with meticulous pussy digging, Nyrn immersed herself in sweet vaginal orgasms.

As they welcomed the sunrise at the end of repeated climaxes, Yoal finally stopped holding back.

Kneaded and massaged by the undulating flesh folds, his cock felt a sweet throbbing.

"I'm about to cum. It'd be a waste to shoot into your loosened hole, so catch it on your face."

"Ah… Ah, nn… Understood, mm…"

In truth, calling it a loose hole was inaccurate.

It lacked the tightness of a young woman, but the comfortable clinging and undulations were nothing short of exquisite.

Stroking his corpus spongiosum in Nyrn's pussy, filled with bliss and limp, he chased the pleasurable ejaculation sensation.

The moment a single strand of white thread spurted out with a squirt, Yoal pulled out his cock.

"… Kuh, oh… Gonna cum, cumming…!!"

Spurt, splat, spuuurt!

Splurt, gush, dop, dopun!

He excreted plenty of seed onto the witch's beautiful face.

Filled with the pleasure of ejaculation and a vulgar sense of conquest, Yoal made his thick veins pulse repeatedly.

Her flushed eye corners, white nose bridge, red lips.

Semen was scattered all over her face, clinging stubbornly and thickly.

As if using her face like a semen toilet.

Soiled by the gooey, thick white turbidity, Nyrn furrowed her brows tightly.

"Ku… Fuh…"

Yoal squeezed out semen onto Nyrn's face until the very end.

A clump of seed spurted out in strands, splattering onto her nose tip.

"… Ah, nn…"

Nyrn twitched her small nose with sniffs and let out a faint cry.

She didn't even reproach Yoal's treatment.

She lapped at the seed with flickering tongue licks, slurping it up and swallowing with a gulp.

"Come on, suck it."

"… Fwa… Hai…"

Nyrn engulfed the proffered shaft tip with a gulp.

She stroked the glans with her plump lips. Extending her long tongue, she licked around the cock's ridges with slurps.

Slurp, she sucked up the remaining juices without leaving any, and Nyrn finally exhaled a semen-scented breath.

"… Alright, get some proper sleep. When you wake up, guide me around here right away."

Yoal stuffed his not-yet-fully-softened cock into his slacks, left Nyrn behind, and got off the bed.

He intended to borrow the living room sofa.

"… Nna, wait… Won't you…?"

"What. I have no intention of indulging in playtime."

"You're so heartless…"

Nyrn looked up with dreamy, wet eyes.

Yoal just snorted.

"You're not seriously saying you meant it for real, are you?"

"… No, nnnmm. It's… What exactly… Is the purpose…?"

"Ah."

Yoal nodded, as if convinced.

He turned back to Nyrn, pondering.

The lewd crest had perfectly settled on her lower abdomen—telling her shouldn't be a problem.

It was something she'd find out eventually anyway.

"I have business with the 'Witch-Queen' Almaeira."

"… Nn, wha…?"

Nyrn's eyes widened in shock.

She forced her body, melted in carnal pleasure, to sit up and glared at Yoal's back.

"What do you mean!? How do you know the name of the current Witch-Queen—"

Yoal left the room without answering.

At the same time, he kneaded his magic, connected the paths—and forcibly activated the lewd crest engraved on Nyrn.

"… Ah, ahhn… Ah, wait, again… Ah… Stop this, Yoal—no, Yoal-sama, ahiieeee——!"

He lay down on the sofa, listening to her sickly sweet moans.

He'd stop at an appropriate point—exhausting her to fatigue would only trouble him.