Chapter 4

“Ugh, ah, ugh.”

Her head, nodding and swaying here and there, couldn’t find its center. Talan pulled her toward him as she couldn’t regain her senses. Squelch, the artificial p*nis, which hadn’t decreased in size even after ej*culating once, scraped her sensitive vaginal opening. As the c**k that had blocked the entrance like a plug was withdrawn, thick liquid poured out like urine from the still open hole.

Ellia flinched, scrunching her eyes.

“Ugh, ah, stop now, ugh!”

“You’re not satisfied yet. I’ll thrust more.”

“No, really stop, stop, please.”

But there was no man, or rather, d*ldo, to listen to her pleas. Talan supported Ellia’s lower abdomen with his palm and made her lie face down. Whether it was just her imagination or not, something even bigger and thicker than before soon spread her vaginal opening and slid in.

Ellia, truly engulfed in fear, reached out her arms.

“Really, I said sto. I’m tired, I don’t want to do this!”

“Foolish Ellia, then why is your hole twitching? Ugh, it’s warmly wet.”

“That foolish point is cute too. Now, Master. Open your mouth, clean mine with your mouth.”

Jack chuckled as he pulled her chin. Thud, the heavy and elongated c**k settled heavily on her face. From the mock p*nis, grayish liquid dripped like real s*men, staining her eyelashes white.

Ellia opened her mouth, trembling. 

Damn, these crazy d*ldos.

Thus, Ellia had to endure the two d*ldos all night until the morning sun rose. She couldn’t tell whether she fainted first or if the magic drained by the d*ldos was depleted first.

Since that night, Ellia has been pierced and skewered by the d*ldos repeatedly, crying day and night. The damned ring wouldn’t come off no matter what she did. With her magic items not being many, her energy and magic were completely drained, and she couldn’t defeat these crazy d*ldos.

She should have looked closely at the paper with the instructions instead of just passing it by. The parcel disappeared entirely, hidden somewhere by the d*ldos, and she couldn’t find it no matter how much she searched the store.

Damn, Merian Dilky! This crazy genius! This time, it’s really over, over!

“What are you thinking so much about? You’re not concentrating?”

“Ugh, ugh!”

Talan clicked his tongue and pressed the back of her head firmly. The c**k that was already poking her throat seemed to crawl deeper, almost reaching her esophagus.

Ellia coughed, unable to properly expel it, tears streaming down her face. Transparent tears soaked her white cheeks. Even that face was incredibly lovely. Talan, satisfied, rotated his hips roughly.

Squelch, squelch, the sensation of the warm mucous membrane heating the p*nis was immensely pleasing. For the inanimate objects, Ellia’s warm body heat was truly, incredibly delightful.

Moreover, whether it was because it was crafted with Ellia’s magic or not, every time it touched and kissed Ellia, a distant sense of buoyancy spread throughout her body, sending tingling sensations from her toes to her head. At those times, she couldn’t help but want to spread her legs and thrust inside immediately. Even when touching, she wanted to touch more. It felt like her head would explode with impatience. Though it didn’t have such a function.

“Hoo, ah. Ellia, relax your body a bit. It won’t go in, hoo.”

Jack, too, pressed his waist down, his white eyes flushed with excitement. Even after thrusting nonstop for a month, the inside of the woman was so small and narrow. He had to suck the hole thoroughly and feed her aphrodisiacs to barely make it fit.

It needs to widen quickly. So that, as Ellia desires, he can thrust violently even before she gets properly wet.

Jack grumbled in a voice mixed with lament.

“Even after thrusting so much, it’s still too tight, Ellia. I guess we’ll have to use two at once to stretch you out, huh?”

“Ugh, ugh!”

“It’s too tight both above and below, huu, it doesn’t feel good. Open your throat more.”

Talan frowned discontentedly and deeply inserted his hand into Ellia’s hair, pulling gently. With strength but never painfully. As he pushed the p*nis in with the right intensity, Ellia’s face and neck blushed deeply. Bound hands made her chest bounce vulgarly, and it was truly beautiful how she took the c**k both below and above.

They were made for Ellia, but it seemed Ellia was also made for them. There wasn’t a single part from head to toe that wasn’t beautiful.

Her soft, brown hair, like a ripe wheat field, her orange eyes resembling the evening sunset, her plump lips, and even the small mole beside her mouth—everything about her was lovable. Even the fleetingly displeased frown she made when looking at them. Beautiful. So beautiful that they wanted to soak her entire body in their c*m. Like beasts marking their territory, they wanted to leave proof that Ellia belonged solely to them.

“Hoo.”

A sigh like a lament naturally flowed from the mouth. Talan savored the silky smooth texture of the hair and shook his waist, thud, thud. True to their nature as d*ldos with nearly 100% reproduction accuracy, their sagging scrotum slapped against Ellia’s neck and chest.

While the black pouch filled with c*m slapped against the skin, Jack deliberately tore the slip into pieces and placed his tongue on the erect nipple in excitement. He noisily sucked the pink nipple, pulling his waist back and thrusting it in powerfully with a thud.

“Ugh!”

Ellia trembled while holding the c**k. The inside, which had loosened even more richly, tightened around his p*nis from the tip to the root as if to cut it off. Jack laughed with a puff. It wouldn’t break like that. Ah, silly Ellia. So cute.

He flicked the nipple with the tip of his tongue and kneaded the br*east hard with his hand. He stuck out his tongue and swirled it stickily around the entire ar*ola. The saliva flowing like water from his mouth soaked the chest thoroughly. Ellia clenched both the mouth holding the p*nis and below simultaneously.

“Hoo, ah.”

“Does it feel good? Itchy? Should I bite harder? Hmm? Until the tip completely falls off?”

At the vulgar words asked with a giggle, Ellia nodded slightly. 

Ah, so cute. 

Jack scratched the tender flesh hard with his blunt nails. Ellia shivered with pleasure, her waist trembling.

“Nnnngh.”

“You love it when I rub your n*pples. Ah, your mouth’s gone slack. Ellia, tighten up.”

Talan gently patted Ellia’s cheek while pressing firmly on the back of her head. Ellia’s eyes twitched, and with her trembling jaw, she took his c**k a bit deeper. Even as saliva dripped from her gaping mouth, she struggled to take more. She was truly lovable.

“Your tongue, use it more, rub it. Like you’re cleaning with your tongue, hah, good girl.”

He played with his c**k, caressing every corner of her mucous membrane. Mmm, mmm, making sounds like sucking a milk bottle, Ellia lapped with her tongue and worked her lips. Her clumsy efforts were almost laughable. 

How did she even manage to date anyone? Were they all premature ejaculators?

Talan stroked her cheek as if praising her, then thrust his c**k in deeply.

Ellia, seemingly unable to breathe, slapped his thighs repeatedly. Her small face quickly turned red as if about to burst, and ragged breaths escaped through her nose. Holding her head with both hands, Talan began moving his hips with wet, thudding sounds.

“Since you’re being good, I’ll have to fill you up with lots of c*m. Hah, you want to drink my seed, don’t you, Ellia?”

“Gulp, ack, hnngh!”

“I’ll stuff you full down there too. Huu, Ellia’s going to be so full.”

Jack chuckled while firmly gripping Ellia’s waist. Her face was tomato-red from taking his grotesquely large c**k, disproportionate to her small head. Saliva dripped from her mouth, and her chest heaved frantically like a hummingbird’s wings.

Additionally, when he thrust his hips as if to pierce through her thin belly, Ellia’s legs trembled. With her wrists bound, the sight of just her thighs quivering desperately was intensely arousing. They were magical tools with implanted personalities – mere tools that she could turn off or break if she wanted – but their desire for Ellia was genuine.

Ah, if only we were human. Would we have felt Ellia’s insides even more ecstatically? Would the kisses with Ellia have felt even better?

Jack narrowed his eyes and furrowed his nose. His heartless body thumped, thumped, as if it had a pulse. Such sensations weren’t supposed to exist. Such feelings weren’t part of their design. He raised his knees and straightened his body.

Ellia, with her hips raised high, barely supporting herself on her tiptoes, made sleepy breathing sounds, hng, hng. She was painfully hanging from the pole with her wrists bound by rope.

She barely avoided collapsing on the floor with Jack supporting her hips and Talan holding her head. But Ellia would have found it more comfortable to just fall face-down on the floor.

Squelch, thrust, Jack moved his hips as if to pierce through her thin belly. He pulled back until just the tip caught, then thrust, deeply pushed inside.

Thwack, squelch, thwack!

“Ahhh, ughh, ngh!”

“Ah, it’s squeezing so tight. It’s no fun to f*ck like this, Ellia. Huu, relax.”

Contrary to his words, Jack began moving his hips more strongly and quickly while kneading her buttocks. Her toes that were barely touching the floor lifted, and Ellia was completely suspended in the air. Unable to endure it anymore, Ellia’s eyes rolled back.