Chapter 51

She relived each and every past pleasure.

Even though she wasn’t used to it, her body vaguely remembered those sensations.

All of that became unfamiliar just by sticking a dick in her pussy.

‘If everything is so different…’

Riorem thrust his hips upward at a rapid pace.

“Could that also…be different?”

Even the act of reaching the peak of pleasure—could that be different too?

A desire that was either curiosity or longing gripped Riorem.

His stiff joints pressed down hard on Chernea’s pelvis.

Chernea sensed something and struggled.

But there was no way she could release the strong force pressing down on her body.

Captivated by that cruel satisfaction, Riorem thrust his penis deep inside her.

Hot semen flowed out, warming her urethra.

The semen gushed out and pounded against her uterus.

It was a fierce ejaculation.

Chernea’s body trembled.

She moaned loudly, as if even the sensation of the semen shooting out felt like pleasure.

His stiff arms wrapped around her delicate body.

The ejaculation was long.

During that time, Riorem lifted her waist firmly.

He wanted to thrust himself deeper inside her.

Pouring his seed into the moist, soft mucous membrane was more ecstatic than he could have imagined.

The thought of his ejaculate filling her vagina and uterus and spreading throughout Chernea’s body.

Even after ejaculating so much that his lower abdomen ached, he still wanted to feel more.

After the long ejaculation ended, he felt a strange sensation in his lower body.

With his nose buried in her red hair, Riorem wondered about the nature of this moisture.

The answer suddenly came to him as the long afterglow was fading.

The semen that Chernea’s womb couldn’t hold was flowing out.

‘…Ah.’

Riorem held his breath.

Only then did his mind begin to think.

His reason, which had been completely overwhelmed by pleasure,

raised its head.

‘…Ah, ah. Ah.’

Riorem sighed.

He had thrust his cock into Chernea’s insides himself.

Rubbing his cock against the vaginal walls and crushing his glans against her womb, he squeezed out his semen.

He had done something absurd, intoxicated by pleasure.

In the meantime, the mixed bodily fluids dripped down the junction.

The strange tingling sensation felt as the moisture slid down my thighs reminded me of a more serious fact.

I had ejaculated inside Chernea.

An unprecedented chill swept through my entire body.

Perhaps due to the immense shock, my arms and legs, which had been barely moving until just a moment ago,

began to move.

Of course, the sensation was absurdly dull, but there was no time to hesitate any longer.

Riorem pushed Chernea’s shoulders away.

The woman’s body, which had reached orgasm repeatedly, slid down helplessly.

The penis, which had been thrust deep into Chernea’s intestines, slipped out with a gush.

Riorem clenched his teeth.

After fucking her so hard that he had even ejaculated inside her, he couldn’t believe he was feeling regretful.

Suppressing that lingering emotion, he picked up Chernea’s body.

Riorem carefully laid her down on the bed.

Chernea’s legs spread weakly.

The exposed vagina was a mess.

Their juices had mixed together from the rough fucking, creating foam.

The lewd sight made his waist ache again.

At the same time, the knowledge instilled in him from birth through whippings came to mind.

‘You are the product of lewdness…’

Perhaps because the outer shell that had been built up over his instincts had been completely stripped away, the old memory came to mind.

The children sold to the temple all had similar stories.

After cutting off the beginning and end, the only conclusion left was that they were ‘children who couldn’t be raised.’

Such children were sold in countless numbers every year.

Therefore, the temple had no need to breed slaves to increase their numbers.

Perhaps if they used doctrine as an excuse to suppress lust, it might be different.

Therefore, the children raised as slaves in the temple were all beaten and taught abstinence.

They were told not to even think of exposing their lowly and disgusting genitals, as even a single drop of semen could result in a child.

Along with such oppressive brainwashing.

Fortunately, Riorem left the temple before being manipulated by their ideology.

He entered the duke’s castle before his foreskin was even removed.

Nevertheless, the instinctive aversion did not fade.

Perhaps it was closer to fear.

The fact that he had left his lowly seed inside this precious woman.

So Riorem tried to remove it.

He inserted his finger into the loosely opened, trembling hole and scraped out the semen.

The sticky fluid flowed out of the hole.

‘Huh, uhh…’

Chernea gasped for breath.

Every time he thrust his finger, the vaginal wall twitched and squeezed his knuckles.

It was difficult to pull his finger out because of the tight membrane.

Riorem felt his head growing increasingly muddled.

Chernea’s writhing and moaning were too erotic, and her lewd appearance reminded him of the heat that had gripped him just moments ago.

He couldn’t think straight.

Even so, he could still think.

A sense of crisis was gripping him like a thorn.

‘This is going to be hard to pull out.’

It wasn’t just his fingers that were being swallowed.

Every time Chernea tensed her lower abdomen, the saliva was sucked up.

This was never going to end.

Not to mention that he hadn’t even reached the semen still inside her.

So Riorem climbed onto the bed.

Fortunately, he had a piece of flesh that was bigger and thicker than his fingers.

He even had a hook that could scrape the inside of the vagina like a claw.

Riorem gripped his shaft and aimed the glans.

He felt something was wrong, but he didn’t have time to think about it.

He had to get everything out of there.

If my semen gets inside, it’ll be a big problem.

With that thought, he moved his body.

His enormously swollen penis pushed its way through the split opening and was swallowed up.

The sticky, damp moisture enveloped Riorem.

A different kind of pleasure from before crept up slowly.

Instinctively, he shifted his weight and thrust his hips downward.

His penis, which had been thrust all the way to the root in one go, pressed against her womb.

‘Huff, ah, huff.’

The woman beneath him gasped for breath.

Only then did Riorem look down at Chernea.

Her usually composed face was contorted in shock.

As if she had been sucked into a vacuum, she couldn’t even breathe.

The sight was eerily beautiful.

Riorem covered Chernea’s lips with his own.

He grabbed the back of her head and roughly swallowed the breath she had managed to expel.

He repeated the motion of thrusting his hips upward and downward.

He thrust his penis deep inside her, and as he withdrew, he scraped the entire vaginal wall with his glans.

White foam-covered fluid flowed down the junction.

Every time he scraped the remaining moisture inside

like a spatula, another handful of moisture seeped out.

It was a task that made no progress, but it was not boring.

Riorem passionately thrust, withdrew, and thrust again repeatedly.

During that time, Chernea’s body collapsed.

Riorem wrapped his remaining arm tightly around her waist.

With his head and waist supported, he would endure until he had scraped out everything inside,

leaving it completely empty.

That was his plan, but it didn’t work.

Chernea’s body was too limp.

He had no choice but to pull her hips with both hands.

Because she was clinging to him like glue, it was difficult to push her waist away, but thanks to that,

Chernea didn’t slide toward the head of the bed.

Thud, thud, thud.

The sound of bare skin colliding echoed through the room.

The bed was damp.

The sheets, as well as the mattress below, were soaked with the semen and love juice that Riorem had scraped out..

Yet the moisture trapped inside did not dissipate.

Instead, it soaked the penis, making it slimy, and it wriggled.

As if begging for semen.

Riorem pressed down on her waist.

He pulled the penis out to the root and thrust it back into the depths.

Even that wasn’t enough, so he pushed his tongue into her limp lips and stirred the inside.

Her body, which was receiving Riorem up and down, began to convulse again.

The arms that were limply wrapped around Riorem’s neck stiffened.

The inner walls that wrapped around his penis chewed him up.

The thrusting grew faster and faster.

The hook-shaped glans scraped viciously against the inner walls, continuously sucking out the juices inside.

Saliva flew everywhere.

The bedsheets, white buttocks, and black body hair were soiled and scattered.

Finally, Riorem pressed down on her crotch.