Volume 4 Chapter 43 You Really Are the Worst, Scum~desuwa! ② ♥
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
(How could I end up with such a scumbag…!)
Leaning against a rock, she turned to face the pervert behind her, who was grinding his erect, filthy ck against her skirt.
Compared to petite Eugenia, the dark-skinned youth behind her had a build as massive as a bear, triggering a primal fear within her. Yet, she couldn’t let herself be mentally broken by this scum who sought to exploit the girls of the Order of the Lightning Knights.
Eugenia’s anger toward the man before her was so intense that a strand of her red twin-tailed hair fluttered with her heated breath.
”Bring it on, you pervert!”
”Don’t be so cocky. Weren’t you supposed to be Amora’s replacement as a meat toilet? Show some obedience. Wiggle your hips seductively to stir my desires,” he demanded.
She let out a strained breath.
He treated women like objects, mere tools to satisfy his sexual urges.
Despite being hailed as a hero, he was no different from the pirates who enslaved and abused women for their pleasure.
She despised the idea of obeying him, but Eugenia had no choice—she had to please this man in Amora’s stead.
Though she didn’t know how to act seductive, she recalled the courtesans from the high-end brothels of Water Island and swayed her hips from side to side.
Instantly, a distinct arousing scent wafted from beneath her skirt, and Eugenia was overwhelmed with shame so intense she felt like ending her life right there. She hadn’t realized how wet she’d become—just from his oral attention and having his member in her mouth.
”Keep swaying those hips. Back and forth. —Yes, just like that. Hahaha. What a sight. Your skirt teases, hinting at your panties but never revealing. I thought you had a childlike figure, but your hips and rear are beautifully curved. You’re truly a woman in heat,” he remarked.
”Glad to see you’re enjoying the show, you piece of scum! ~desuwa!” she retorted, her voice tight with anger.
”Alright, remove your panties so I can enter you easily. Take off your boots too. It’s easier to work with nothing under your dress,” he instructed.
She remained silent, her expression unyielding.
After performing fellatio and swallowing his aphrodisiac-laced s**en, Eugenia’s body was still reeling from its effects. Yet, she lifted one leg, unsteady.
The man immediately moved to support her, his body pressing against hers. The combination of his scent, skin, and towering frame sent a jolt through her, but her rational mind quickly voiced her disgust.
”Don’t touch me! You’re disgusting!” she snapped.
”Zero obedience. Are you even serious about this?” he asked, his tone skeptical.
She let out a sharp gasp.
”Come on, lift your leg slowly,” he urged.
She remained silent, her right leg rising slowly. She was confident in her flexibility. As her skirt rose, her slender, pale leg was exposed almost to the groin. Compared to Amora or Medea, her lack of curves and straight limbs made her doubt she could keep the man aroused.
But her worries were unfounded. His hand slithered up her sweat-dampened calf, his fingers digging into the moist space between her toes.
It was as if he was savoring the sweat from her feet. The thought of him touching her dirty, sweaty feet triggered a deep revulsion within her.
”As expected, your feet are sweaty from being in those boots. It’s hard to believe such a lovely foot could smell like this,” he commented, his tone almost appreciative.
Even as he said that, his fingers slipped inside her sock, tracing her heel and sole. It tickled, but more than that, his obsessive behavior sent shivers down her spine.
Once her right foot was bare, he repeated the process with her left, removing her boot and sock in turn. He placed the boots beside the rock and the socks on a sandstone slab created with magic.
When arranging her black mask and socks on the rock, the man meticulously aligned every edge, smoothing out wrinkles in the socks until he was satisfied. Once everything was perfectly arranged, he carefully stepped back, ensuring nothing was disturbed.
(What’s with this guy…?) she wondered, her brow furrowing.
”Alright, remove your panties,” he ordered.
”Understood,” she replied, her voice flat.
She slipped her hand under her skirt and pulled down her plain, cheap drawers. They were utterly devoid of allure. Yet, the man’s exposed c**k stood rigid, his eyes fixed on her every move.
In the darkness, his face seemed to glow with a reddish phosphorescence.
Despite his clean-shaven face, his thick brows, long lashes, high nose, and wild charm marked him as an Azraelian. His eyes, in particular, exuded both confidence in his power and charm, yet also a dangerous, wolf-like glint.
He looked every bit the part of a rising merchant guild leader.
Then it hit her—this man was Kian, the head of the Merchant Guild.
But no matter his power or wealth, he was still a shallow, perverted scumbag.
She didn’t need to be intimidated. He was just another mindless, lust-driven beast among many.
In Crete, thanks to the dominance of the Order of the Lightning Knights, women often held more power than men. Eugenia had grown up believing men had less magical power and that women were generally stronger in combat.
This belief, coupled with her lifelong conviction of female superiority, gave her the strength to stand up to him.
Or perhaps—
Her body was burning with heat. Despite her shame, humiliation, anger, and contempt, Eugenia’s body, having swallowed the aphrodisiac-laced s**en, was more aroused than she’d ever experienced.
Though she’d lived most of her life surrounded by women, she’d had her share of fantasies about strong, virile men, as any woman her age would.
She’d dreamed of romantic tales where a prince from some kingdom would fall for her, a member of the Order of the Lightning Knights.
She wasn’t a s** maniac, but she had a healthy libido for an eighteen-year-old woman. And right now, that desire was throbbing uncontrollably.
Her core, brought to climax by his oral ministrations and further stimulated by his large member in her mouth, was now aching with need. Eugenia discreetly rubbed her knees together, trying to endure the burning sensation rising from deep within her.
She took a deep, shaky breath, her body tense with anticipation.
She spread her legs shoulder-width apart and thrust out her hips.
Couples were clearly getting intimate all around the beach, their whispers and movements filling the air. The atmosphere was overwhelming—she felt his large member press against her sensitive folds, slowly rubbing against her.
His hand moved to her lower abdomen. And then—he thrust deeply inside her, as if forcing his way in.
She let out a muffled cry, her body stiffening.
Her hymen was torn. But her core, as if numbed by some toxin, felt more aroused than pained. Though it hurt and felt pressured, her heart raced, and the excitement was overwhelming.
He quickly used healing magic to ease the pain. To imprint his shape on her, he remained still after penetrating her fully.
Due to their height difference, Eugenia stood on her toes, impaled on the sandy beach.
She let out a soft exhale, her body adjusting to his presence.
His lips trailed kisses along her cheek and neck, his touch both gentle and intrusive.
Her itching core, soothed by the healing magic, was now relieved by the pressure of his member. Despite her disgust, her body responded with a gush of wetness.
(No… This can’t be… My first time…) she thought, her mind reeling.
”Nku♡, fū♡, n, fu, fū♡!”
Her thighs pressed together, and she leaned against the rock. The man’s hips pressed tightly against her, his waist clinging to her buttocks as she tried to escape. Rather, she was sandwiched and pressed between the rock and his waist.
Eugenia’s face was bright red, her teeth clenched, and a strand of saliva trailed from the corner of her lips down her chin.
The man’s hand brushed her lower abdomen, where his ck was nestled. Her body reacted, a tingling sensation stirring deep within her.
”Incredibly tight down there. But the amount of fluid is perfect. Your legs are sticky,” he remarked.
”Shut up, ~desuwa…!” she hissed, her voice tight with frustration.
”Hurry up and move already, you bastard!” she demanded.
”Then I won’t hold back,” he said.
”Nku♡!”
His hips slowly withdrew, the unfamiliar fullness leaving her.
It felt like her insides were being pulled out—a sharp, angular sensation. The head of his c**k scraped against her intimate walls, and she let out a muffled cry, “Ahh♡,” her fluids gushing.
The head didn’t fully withdraw, slowly pushing back inside her. The repeated insertion and pressure made her breathe oddly.
Once he was fully pierced inside her, his hips stopped moving, as if imprinting his shape on her. During this time, he gently stroked her lower abdomen, where her womb lay.
A tingling sensation. A physiological pleasure—indescribable bliss—shot like electricity from her back to her head, crackling.
”Nn, o…♡ Ku, hi, i…♡”
”Your insides are so tight and twitching. So cute,” he teased.
”Stop it! Are you mocking me!?” she snapped.
”I’m genuinely complimenting you. You’re like a high-performance toy,” he said.
”——!! You scumbag! Hii♡”
Insults. Then he withdrew.
Her dress bunched up, revealing her small but shapely buttocks thrust backward. From her white rear, his red-black, s**en-coated ck slowly emerged, like a thick parasite being expelled from her intimate area.
As his c**k was pulled out, Eugenia’s slender waist trembled. Her knees bent forward, and her thighs, slick with transparent fluid, dripped patter-patter.
When his c**k was inserted, her posture changed. As the thick, red-black shaft entered her, her lower body jerked uncontrollably, and she stood on her toes. His hips pressed against her, and she was almost supported solely by his c**k, pressed against the rock.
Once fully inserted, a large amount of fluid dripped down.
”Hā♡ Hā♡ Nku♡ Fū, u♡ Ha♡ A♡ Nnnn♡”
Pressed against the rock, Eugenia’s pink, dripping area was wide open, oozing with thick fluid. The expansion of her lower abdomen was so extreme it seemed her shape might change permanently. The boundary between her buttocks and thighs was drenched with fluid, making it possible.
As the man’s hips withdrew, thick, sticky fluid trailed from her white rear, resembling slime. When his c**k was pulled out, air was sucked into her intimate area, creating a loud, vulgar sound.
”Uuuuuuuu♡♡”
”Hah, this tight area is amazing! It feels so good,” he groaned.
”Fuuuuuuu♡♡”
He thrust back in, and another vulgar sound escaped her intimate area. Eugenia, feeling the air leaking from her sensitive area, reflexively spread her legs. His hips pressed against her, locking her legs in a wide stance.
The insertion point remained still.
He used both hands to caress her chest through her dress.
”Fu♡ Fu♡ Fū♡ Fu♡ N, fu♡”
His caresses weren’t simple—he didn’t just pinch her sensitive spots. Instead, he started by gently cupping her chest with all ten fingers, gradually narrowing his focus to her sensitive areas, as if shaping cream into peaks.
If there had been cream on her chest, it would have formed sharp points under his touch.
Cupping her, making her sensitive spots stand erect—
His fingers frictioned her chest, her sensitive areas with delicate precision. It felt as though he saw her as well-endowed, though her chest was small. His touch was so subtle, yet it ignited intense pleasure in her overheated body.
”Nn♡ I, it’s so lewd♡”
Four fingers teased her underbreast.
With each breath she took, her dress moved, and he expertly tickled her chest. The slight stimulation, combined with her heated state, created a powerful sexual sensation. Her lower abdomen, impaled on his c**k, grew wetter, clenching him tightly. Fluid flowed endlessly down her thighs.
”Are you about to ovulate?” he asked.
”Hah!? That’s such a gross question!” she exclaimed.
”Then I’ll loosen your tight area so you can ovulate,” he declared.
”L-Loossen? Nnn~♡♡♡”
Before she could process his slang, his hips withdrew sharply. Then, he began powerful thrusts in and out.
His thick c**k pulled out of her white rear, only to be thrust back in deeply. The rough movements, combined with her copious fluid, caused no pain—only sharp, intense pleasure that made her feel weak.
Eugenia leaned against the rock, her thighs trembling like a fawn’s, as she accepted his thrusts again and again.
The sounds of flesh slapping together—bang, bang, bang—mixed with the vulgar sounds of her intimate area leaking air and fluid. If anyone came near, they’d know exactly what was happening. The thrill only heightened her arousal.
”Ahh, hii♡ Nn♡ O—o♡ Ho, hii♡ Nnnaaaa♡ Haa, nnnn♡♡♡”
His hips thrust in rhythm. Like a machine’s.
Eugenia’s thighs tensed, her lower body stiffening. Yet, he relentlessly thrust his ck into her, loosening her intimate area until it was dripping wet.
”You produce so much fluid, and your body temperature is high—you’re perfect for my collection. I’d definitely add you,” he said.
”Ne, never! I—~desuwa! Ahn♡ Ah, haan♡”
”I don’t rank the women in my collection. I’ll make sure they’re all happy, and I’ll earn enough money for them. That’s why I established the guild and developed the area,” he explained.
She’d rather be discarded after being used than become this playboy’s possession.
Yet, her body craved his release.
”Higi—♡♡”
He thrust deeply, piercing her core. Her legs stretched straight, and she stood on her toes.
His hips slammed against her rear, creating a loud sound. Without withdrawing, he pressed against her womb, massaging it.
”Niii♡ S-stop♡ S-Stop♡”
”I’ll vibrate your core from the outside too. Come, you bratty girl,” he commanded.
”Hhhh♡ O—o♡ S-stop♡ S-Stop♡ I don’t want to come♡ Iii♡——, Nn♡♡♡”
His hand pressed against her lower abdomen, vibrating, and her strength drained away. The muscles holding back her shame relaxed.
Her buttocks clenched, and her involuntary muscles tightened.
A sensation welled up from her core—
She realized it was greater than before, but only after she exploded.
”A—♡ Ahh♡♡ Aa aa aa♡♡♡”
A tingling sensation spread from her back, and her fluids increased. A shower of liquid hit the rock, making it dark and wet. Was it urine? Her clouded mind couldn’t process it.
”A…♡ Ahea♡ Ohiii…♡”
She watched the clear liquid drip down the rock, her body limp, as his ck remained inside her, her core still sucking him in. His right hand continued to stroke her lower abdomen gently.
”Ah— I’m about to release,” he said.
”H…♡”
She couldn’t understand what the man behind her was saying.
Before she could understand, the c**k pressed deeply inside her unleashed a torrential gush.
*Gush*, *splurt*!
”Hii……”
Her blissful expression turned to despair.
He had recklessly released inside her without protection.
Today was a safe day, but the amount was staggering.
The thick, gel-like s**en overflowed, far more than the fluids she had released, coating her inner thighs in a yellowish-white film.
”Oh, this p*y feels amazing,” he groaned.
”——♡”
*Sluurp*—his c**k was pulled out.
Losing her support, Eugenia slumped against the rock, her knees sinking into the sandy beach. Her shapely, white rear still trembled with pleasure, exposed to him.
The entrance to her intimate area, brutally stretched by his thick member, gaped dark and wide, as if she’d given birth. Thick, yellowish semen oozed from the opening, spilling onto the sandy beach in an obscene mess.
Her eyes dull, she leaned against the rock in a daze. The man loomed over her, forcibly stealing her lips.
It was a scene straight out of a post-assault scenario, the girl violated by a monster.
”Nn, mu♡ Nmuu…♡”
Her mind foggy, she weakly allowed him to take her lips. His slimy tongue invaded her mouth, forcing her into an involuntary kiss.
Meanwhile, he produced a cloth from somewhere and began cleaning her soiled legs.
He lifted her skirt, slowly wiping her lower abdomen, buttocks, and thighs. The sensation of being cleaned between her legs triggered another light climax.
”Hey, I can’t reach your crotch like this,” he said.
”Kyaa…”
He pulled her hips back, making her sit on her buttocks.
Circling around, he brushed the sand off her knees and—*kupa*—spread her legs wide open.
She knew she was being watched, but her body felt heavy, and all she could do was meet his gaze, panting with arousal.
Her legs spread wide, her thighs plump and exposed. At the junction of her legs, her sensitive area, still glistening with fluids, was smeared with a newly purchased blue slime.
”Haoo♡ O…♡”
He gently parted her folds with his fingers.
His index finger stroked her swollen clit.
The slime dripped, coating her urethra and entrance.
”Your thighs are beautiful,” he remarked.
”…Hh.”
”Your p*y is beautiful too,” he added.
”…He, pervert, gah.”
”I’d love to start round two right now, but without a nearby bath, it’s tricky. I also want to test that device. I’ll take you back for now.”
”Th, that device?”
”Yeah. You’ll see soon enough.”
He quickly gathered her panties, socks, coat, and mask, then scooped up the limp Eugenia in a princess carry. Her heart skipped a beat at the strength of his arms, but she quickly suppressed the reaction.
She couldn’t allow herself to feel attracted to such a despicable man.
”Alright, let’s head back to the Merchant Guild. Did you forget anything?”
Whether he was asking her or not, he didn’t wait for a response. He strode quickly from the rock’s shadow toward the beach exit.
* * *
Though she should have been weak from the aphrodisiac-laced semen, Eugenia’s body had somehow fully recovered during the ride back on the wyvern golem.
In fact, she felt better than ever.
Puzzled, she followed the man through the luxurious entrance of the Kian Merchant Guild to the bathhouse in the right rear of the building.
The changing area, faintly smelling of sulfur, was naturally entered by Kian as well.
”Wear this,” he said, handing her a red string.
Her defensive instincts made her cross her arms over her body as she stared at the high ceiling. The red string he offered was… just a string.
No fabric, just string.
If she’d heard correctly, he’d told her to “wear” this string.
”Wh, what is this?” she asked.
”A s** slave undergarment favored by perverted nobles,” he replied.
”……!”
Unraveling the string, she saw it was separated into two pieces: one for the chest and one for the crotch.
However, calling it “covering” was questionable.
What Kian handed her was a string with a small piece of fabric just large enough to cover her nipples, and another string that might—*might*—cover her clitoris to her entrance.
Wearing this would make her more indecent than being naked. It was clearly playwear for s** sl**es, utterly impractical for daily use.
”I’ll go fetch the device from the basement. Wear this and wash yourself first. Don’t think about escaping,” he warned.
”I won’t escape… I understand. I’ll, I’ll put this on,” she stammered.
”That’s what I said. Why do you need to confirm everything?” he snapped.
He left the changing area quickly. Alone, Eugenia untied her twin tails, keeping only the white ribbon for her ponytail, and removed her dress, now soaked with both their fluids.
She placed the dress in a basket and held the strings up to her body.
”…Hh.”
They were indeed just strings.
The fabric for her chest barely covered her nipples, and even then, her large areolas peeked out slightly. The bottom piece, a T-back, was even more questionable. If she spread her legs, her intimate parts would definitely be exposed. And with her large clit, the fabric wouldn’t be enough…
But hesitation was pointless.
It was still December 31st. Resisting would only prolong her service to that perverted monk.
”……”
Eugenia placed the white ribbon between her lips and quickly put on the “swimsuit.”
As expected, her areolas peeked out from the top, and the cold air made her nipples harden, their shape clearly visible.
The bottom was just a string for her rear, leaving her entrance fully exposed if her buttocks were spread. The front would definitely reveal her clit’s shape once it became erect.
She was appalled by the sexually exploitative nature of the outfit, but she steeled herself, tying her red hair into a ponytail with the white ribbon.
The ribbon always helped her focus, whether during missions or when caring for her younger siblings.
Taking a deep breath, she grabbed a clean white towel and stepped into the steamy natural hot spring.
”What, you weren’t in yet?”
”Eh———”
She turned to see the man, who had returned at lightning speed, holding a chair with numerous tubes and belts attached.
”What is that?” she asked.
”The device,” he replied, his eyes lingering on her body.
He smirked and pointed behind her.
”Get in. I have things I want to try,” he said.
Notes:
• Amora – Scipio’s fiance, and the knight of crete.
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