Rising Monk V3c11-2

Volume 3 Chapter 11 The Bitchification Plan III ♥


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 Her ravaged entrance welcomed the rough cock, pulling it deeper.

 The feeling of a hard rod inside her received by the folds of her vagina, which intertwined as if waiting.

 It was humiliating.

 It was sad, but Serena was the female.

 The male rod was inserted, and a white, white numbness spread through her brain.


 ”Ah”


 Her waist was gripped.

 She was flipped over, her body whirled around.

 She looked up at the man who was pressing down on her with angry eyes.


 But the thrusting started again, and Serena’s expression melted into pleasure.

 *Thud, thud* with each thrust, she let out small gasps, “Un, un.”

 With her legs spread into an M shape.

 In the middle, where the woman’s place was covered in silver pubic hair, was a place brimming with lubrication, tightly clamping the rod.


 Serena flushed, her cheeks and forehead glistening with sweat, repeating ragged breaths.

 She thought she was glaring at him, but whether she was actually maintaining an angry face was questionable.


 ”Haah, Haah♡ un…, Fuuh♡ Haah♡ Haah♡ Fu…un♡ Fuuh♡ Haah♡ Haan♡ Haah♡ a, a, …Haah♡”


 Plap, plap! his hips were pounded against her thigh.

 The friction of the rod felt like it was relieving the itch she felt inside her vagina.

 Saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth at the piston-like thrust against her waist.

 Right now, the only thing that mattered was whether she was looking like a female.


 ”Were those definitely sunken nipples?”


 ”…”


 ”It’s hard as hell, isn’t it?”


 ”Fuuh♡ Fuuh♡ un…♡ Haah♡”


 ”Serena”


 ”Mmm…”


 The man’s upper body collapsed onto her, and without resistance, he took her lips.

 She tried to resist the tongue that entered her mouth, but at the worst possible moment, Sudden Kian Syndrome activated.

 The moment she felt his lips, her heart raced with a thud, and a warm, aching sensation spread deep inside her abdomen.

 Serena’s lower abdomen melted away, and she was ravaged by the man’s tongue.


 ”…♡ …♡”


 As she was kissed, Serena’s expression softened.

 ​​It came from carnal desire, not from love.

 Not only does he thrust the penis into the penis, but he also has the skills to kiss.

 They are swayed like a ground technique, and their bodies are devoured without moving.

 Her mouth was like a raging torrent, both top and bottom.

 Every time he thrust his penis into her, she let out a tiny whimper in his mouth.


 ”────”


 (My waist trembled. I’m about to…)


 Her lower abdomen hardened at the changes in the young man’s animalistic assault.

 A loud *SPLAT* echoed as his semen mixed with the air.

 The scent of my own love fluid, something akin to animal musk, reached my nostrils.


 ”Mmm, mmm~~♡ mmm-mmm♡”


 (Ah, I’m cumming, I’m cumming♡)


 His penis plunged deep inside me with a *SPLUSH*.

 My tongue was sucked hard and my nipples were crushed against his hard chest.


 Serena’s light blue eyes widened in surprise, then her eyes narrowed, and she arched her back.


 ”Mmmmmm~~♡♡”


 ”Guuhh!”


 Thud! Splash, plop, plop, plop! Gush… gurgle, bloop! Gurgle… splash…!


 ”Mm…♡”


 She reached her climax as he ejaculated near her cervix.

 Serena collapsed against his body, cheeks flushed, passively accepting the expulsion of his semen.

 Unconsciously, she clenched her vagina around his penis, squeezing out every last drop of his sperm.

 Like a well-trained bitch, she continued to serve even during and after his climax.


 ”Mmmm…”


 Plop… His waist pulled away from hers.

 His penis was glistening with semen and love fluid.

 Their lips were still connected by a string of saliva.


 ”Ahhh…”


 Her head felt foggy, she couldn’t think clearly.

 Serena dribbled saliva from the corner of her mouth, her pussy overflowing with yellowed semen as she stared at him.

 It was the face of a girl who had been raped.

 Serena was filled with anger towards the man who had completely crushed her pride.


 Sex slave.


 If he came to claim her body again, this is how she would have to respond.


 It felt good, but a feeling of despair like falling into an abyss filled her mind.


 ”…”


 ”Did you feel good?”


 ”… …Are you satisfied?”


 ”For now, yes.”


 ”I see… Then, I’d appreciate it if you could let me off the hook for tonight.”


 Serena spoke, but Kian remained silent. He grabbed a cloth from the desk and tossed it at Serena.

 Serena, immersed in a sea of semen, stared blankly at the white cloth that now covered her.


 Looking at the freshly laundered fabric, she realized anew the extent of her defilement.

 Slowly, she sat up and began to wipe away the man’s filth from her body.


* * *


 (It’s the first time I’ve been trained like this, but I guess this is how it goes.)


 Paying the brōtḥel owner, Serena and her companion stepped out into the back alleys of the night.

 He had intended to break her spirit by ravaging her until dawn, but it seemed she had reached her limit for the night.

 The woman, who had almost started to see her partner in a different light──or rather, the man who had betrayed her so cruelly──stood there, her face a mask of silent fury and desperation.

 When Kian placed his hand on Serena’s shoulder, he was pushed away with a *SLAP* after a brief pause.


 ”──────”


 Her expression was one of wariness.

 From the start, she knew that accepting the duel would lead to the collapse of their relationship, regardless of the outcome. But now, facing this reality, she felt something stir within her.

 It wasn’t a sense of loneliness or sadness──

 but rather a base desire to melt away that scowling face.


 ”There’s no need to be so guarded. You agreed to the bet, didn’t you?”


 ”I never agreed to be treated this badly.”


 ”It was just normal sex.”


 ”Normal?”


 Serena’s eyes flashed with anger.


 ”You call it normal to insert a toy into my ass and drag me through the streets, then force yourself on me after drugging me with aphrodisiacs? It’s like you’re treating me like an object──”


 ”You were trying to use me too, weren’t you? I thought you were going along with my play because you reflected on your own disgraceful behavior.”


 ”……”


 ”Defining what constitutes ‘normal’ play is difficult. Were you expecting some kind of fairy-tale sex where you’re gently inserted in some luxurious castle bedroom, moaning in pleasure? If so, you’re delusional. You tried to use me for your convenience, disregarding my existence. You got the penalty you deserved. Blaming me is misplaced.”


 ”……….Never mind. I’m leaving.”


 Serena was still angry, but since she had lost a duel she herself had instigated unfairly, she seemed unable to say anything.

 If tonight’s encounter with Kian was the worst, then she must have realized that her own actions in going to him were even worse.

 She let her dog ears droop weakly before turning her back to Kian.


 ”Don’t you dare say you’re leaving the party. You owe me. If you’re going to leave, at least make yourself useful and repay the favor first.”


 ”────! I was going to do that even without you telling me!”


 Serena shouted and then let her gaze wander aimlessly to the ground.

 She pursed her lips and muttered softly.


 ”…I deeply regret acting unjustly towards you and making a dishonorable move in our duel. I’m also grateful that you still allow me to be a part of the party. …But I never thought Kian could be so cruel. …Saying ‘you’re more fit to be a sex slave than a swordsman’… that’s too much.”


 ”I only said that because I saw you discard your pride. If you don’t want to be called a sex slave, then you need to reclaim the person you were when you discarded me as a ‘weakling’. These past few months as an adventurer should have taught you that pride alone won’t fill your stomach. I want you to remain a proud Wolfman. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be enjoyable even if I were to take you.”


 ”────”


 ”When you can proudly call me ‘scum’ or ‘trash’ again, you’ll be ready to hunt down ‘Azrael’s Death Sword User’. Until then, focus on your training. And of course, your sexual services to me as well, heh heh heh.”


 ”Kian isn’t trash… but I’ll make you regret calling me a sex slave. I’ll never forget this humiliation.”


 ”That’s fine. It’s more satisfying to violate you with that look in your eyes.”


 ”……”


 Serena’s eyes flashed as she turned and walked away through the alley.

 Kian watched her leave in silence.


 ’Do you really intend to keep looking after that girl? For someone with many sources of magic power supply, she’s no longer a necessary woman, is she?’


 (The more women I can have sex with, the better.)


 ’Well, that girl hasn’t returned any profit from the money or time you invested in her. There’s no guarantee she ever will. In fact, she was probably more of a hindrance during the last fight with Oswald, wasn’t she?’


 Kian pushed up the bridge of his glasses.


 (Those are Wolfmen. If they grow strong enough, they’ll be formidable. The return on investment will be massive compared to treating some guards. I’m not even that angry about her duel today. She should be this passionate at her age.)


 ’Looking at her, it seems she’ll gain strength, take revenge on you, and then disappear somewhere.’


 (Revenge on me? Hah, if she’s willing to do that, it means Serena has truly fallen to darkness. She doesn’t have any lingering attachments to me. If she’s going to turn against me, I’ll take away her free will once and for all. That’s all.)


 As he silently replied to himself through his glasses, Kian suddenly felt a pure, white magic power being released through his vampire senses.

 It was similar to Aliona’s──but also different.

 He recognized this magic power.


 ”──”


 Kian turned his body towards the path opposite the direction Serena had gone.

 From the depths of a narrow alley illuminated by the red and orange glow of brōtḥels, a thin, shadowy figure slowly approached.


 There was no point in running, so he stood there, waiting.


 As he waited, a platinum blonde woman emerged from the corner.

 She wore clothes that gave off a predominantly white impression.

 Her beauty was sharp and refined.

 Her ears were pointed, and thin, golden hair sprouted out from them.


 ’A familiar face?’


 (Ah, ‘Lion’s Companion’──one of Rean’s companions. We probably crossed paths briefly when they returned a while ago?)


 Kian narrowed his eyes slightly and continued.


 (Vestacia, a High Elf woman. A haughty woman, unlike Ms. Aliona, even though they’re both High Elves.)


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