My wet hole gurgled as his c*ck entered, squirming and tightening with each thrust, making a difficult path for himself, his c*ck thrusting in and out of the narrow passage.

Theo’s expression faltered slightly as he caught my gaze.

He lifted my leg, which he was holding, further up. My waist bent, lifting my hole almost to the ceiling. He inserted his p*nis into the hole, slamming it down like a car with bad brakes.

Plop, plop, plop, plop.

Our pubic hairs touched and his balls gently slapped somewhere at the bottom of my p*ssy. As deep as he could go, he hit all my sensitive spots, sliding in and out, tracing every fold of my v*ginal wall.

“Aaah! Theo! Hmmm!”

A high-pitched moan escaped me as each thrust pressed against the entrance to my womb, lining the entire v*ginal wall with its length. Climaxes, large and small, exploded like firecrackers. It was good, so good that all reason flew out the window and only animal instinct remained.

“Oh, hmmm, Theo!”

I moaned like a b*tch. He was looking down on me like a dictator and I was still going crazy with pleasure.

“Ha, uh, you like it?”

I asked, my slightly cracked, languid voice coming out in gasps. Theo’s eyes were dark and sunken. The look alone devoured me. I nodded, frozen in his gaze. Tears streamed down my cheeks from the pleasure I’d taken.

“Aaahhhhhhhhhhh!”

I finally cl*maxed spectacularly when Theo’s thick c*ck plowed right through my hole. My juices burst and trickled down my butt.

I squeezed my eyes shut and steadied my shaking body. My v*ginal walls contracted and relaxed, gripping Theo’s p*nis, biting and spitting.

With a low moan, Theo thrust in and out a few times, then pushed his c*ck deep into my hole and began to ej*culate. The electrifying pleasure spread through my body again and I shivered in his grip.

He let go of my legs and cupped my br*asts in his hands. Our breaths came in ragged gasps.

“Mmm…”

I flinched again at the feel of his big, rough hand. Theo pulled his c*ck out of me. The walls of my v*gina slammed shut with a faint hollow sound as the huge thing that had filled my hole so tightly slipped out.

Theo lifted one of my legs and stared at my p*ssy. I could feel a mixture of cum and juices leaking from my hole. He stuck two fingers deep into my hole and scraped the squirming liquid away.

“Aaah…so hot…”

His body stiffened with sensitivity. His hand stirred the sensitive insides. The fleshy walls whimpered.

“Back, I want it.”

Theo said, flipping me over. My arse lifted high.

He didn’t do what he said and put his p*nis right up against my hole. As I looked back, confused, his fingers were pressing down on my mole on the top of my butt.

“Aaahhh!”

I moaned, arching my back at the pleasure that was surging through me. Damn, Cane had been patting that mole for so long that it had become something like my erogenous zone.

His thumb pressed hard against the birthmark. The hole throbbed and oozed with juice. Tearing at the sheets, I fought back a surge of pleasure.

“Hold your arse and spread it.”

His calm voice cut through the moment as if he were performing a routine task. The stark contrast between his cold, composed tone and the words he spoke stirred a strange sense of guilty pleasure deep within me, making my heart race.

With shaking hands, I grabbed both b*ttocks and spread them apart. I could feel the flesh gripping my hands and pulling them apart, opening my smooth wet hole. My cheeks flushed and my face heated up.

I could feel my over-excited hole throbbing and moving, begging for more stimulation. It drove me mad to think that Theo was watching this obscene spectacle.

Poof, Theo slid two fingers into the hole without hesitation.

“Aaahhh…”

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, a lusty sound rang out as his fingers slid in and out.

“Get a good grip, Yuel.”

He whispered as my grip loosened. My grip tightened and he slid his fingers into my hole, bending and squeezing, circling, teasing my stretched p*ssy.

“Ah, ah, I’m going to come… Theo, hmmmmmm!”

Once again the dam of pleasure burst and overflowed.

Theo’s fingers dug deep, deep, deep into my v*gina, which was trembling with climax. I gasped, released the hand holding my hips, and gripped the headboard tightly, otherwise my body would have collapsed completely. My breathing was ragged.

I s*cked on the fingers that penetrated me, loving my ravenous v*ginal walls. As soon as Theo’s finger slipped out, his c*ck touched my dirty entrance. The blunt c*ck pierced my v*ginal wall from behind and pushed in.

“Hmph…!”

I gasped, unable to even moan.

Even though we had just made love, I could feel the pressure of his enormous size. His p*nis filled my v*ginal walls, sliding out as quickly as it had entered, then slamming back in. My hole stretched. I was completely impaled on Theo.

His big hands gripped my hips with both hands, pulling and pulling as he thrust into my p*ssy. My br*asts bounced and jiggled with his movements.

He deliberately squeezed the mole on my bottom and scratched it vigorously with his nails.

“Ha, yeah, mmmmm, ahh, hot!”

The climax came closer with every puck, every puck of my hole. There were no more spectacular orgasms. Every moment was a series of such pleasures. It was as if the moment of climax came in waves, ebbing and flowing, ebbing and flowing again. Tears streamed down my face. I couldn’t wipe them away.

My back collapsed and my face sank into the sheets. He had spread my arse as wide as he could and was thrusting in and out.

The flesh was stretched apart so that his p*nis could slide in, the throbbing junction visible.

“Ha, f*ck, uh, l, ah…okay. Hmm, f*ck.”

His low moans. The gurgling of water, the obscene sound of flesh meeting and falling. His ragged breathing. The muffled groans that escape my mouth. The dizzying pleasure that hits my brain every time my hole is ripped open by his c*ck pleasure.

Now, unable to climax, he slides the hand that had gripped her hips down to rub his fingers over her hardening cl*t.

“Aaahhhhhh! Theo, ahh…!”

His specialty was to come out again. He did it again, slowly bringing her to org*sm.

The sensation of his p*nis thrusting in and out was intense, and with my cl*t being stimulated at the same time, I was forced to drown in a sea of forced pleasure.

My juices dripped and moistened Theo’s hands. The walls of my v*gina twitched and spasmed. His hands, slick with wetness, gripped my hips again and Theo gave one last thrust.

The c*ck jerked desperately in her throbbing hole.

“Ha, ahhh, ahhhhhhh!”

I shuddered in another small org*sm. Poof, his deeply embedded c*ck spurted a thick jet of cum. Unable to contain his excitement, Theo sank his teeth into my shoulder. It didn’t hurt, but even the pain made me dizzy. I felt like an animal.

For a long time, I shivered in the afterglow of s*x. Theo licked and s*cked my ear and shoulder until the afterglow was gone, then wrapped his arms around my body and held his c*ck in my hole.

*.**

“How did you steal Noel’s time?”

It was one in the morning. After making love to him, I had dozed off for a while, then woken up, washed up, and now we were sitting together, talking. It felt like an incredible achievement, one I could hardly believe myself. But of course this peace was fragile – one wrong move and it could shatter completely.

Soon, after a little sleep, morning would come. And that meant Cane’s time was approaching.

I asked Theo this question, feeling a growing fear of seeing Cane’s face soon. I would do anything to avoid it if there was a way.

Although I had planned to play the obedient good girl, I could never get used to the violent behavior Cane had shown. If I could avoid it, I wanted to.

“I didn’t exactly steal it… Noel agreed too.”

“…Noel agreed?”

Why did everything Theo said always come with a small or large shock?

“Noel understands his situation very well. Especially when it comes to you, he can’t help but give in.”

How could someone completely captivated by me still keep me so perfectly and thoroughly imprisoned?

Of course, I didn’t express this thought. I was playing the role of good Yuel, who had decided to stay at Theo’s side.

“So you can take the host position even if the other personalities don’t agree?”

“Anyone can. But you’d have to fight for it.”

“What do you mean by fight?”

“Just this. If the other personality doesn’t want to give up control, then there’s no choice but to fight for the position.”

I felt a little discouraged. No matter how I looked at it, the chances of Theo taking Cane’s place at my request were close to zero.

“That means… you don’t have complete control over the personalities.”

“Do you think it’s the kind of era where dictatorships work?”

Theo laughed, finding the situation amusing. I didn’t find it funny at all.

“Then… what if Cane goes mad and kills you to take over?”

Cane could very well be listening to this conversation, but I couldn’t resist asking.

“He can’t do that, which is why he stays obediently under me.”