Chapter 196 The Full Nelson
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Hyaa-! Ahh… You’ve got to be kidding me! ♡♡”
”Kh… Sorry. But I’m not the weakling you can just play with anymore,” Yuuri said. “To make it up to you, I’m not stopping here. I’m going to cherish you over and over!”
Yuuri locked his fingers into a solid grip behind her slender neck, pinning her. As he planted his feet in a heavy Full Nelson¹, Ashley’s hips were hoisted so high that her toes finally left the floor. Every means of resistance was stripped away.
”Ahhh… ♡ I… I can’t fight this… ♡” Ashley cried. “It’s just like when you’re pinning me down with that powerful body… You’re turning me into nothing but a hole for you to use… ♡♡”
”Exactly! And since we’re doing this standing up, I have a front-row seat to your massive tits and your p**sy as it swallows me whole!”
She looked pinned, a captive to his strength. Unlike a tentacle restraint that engulfed her limbs, this utilized the very structure of the human body to achieve maximum lockdown with minimal effort. Her limbs, seemingly free, clawed at the air without a single point of leverage to escape. Exposed and unable to hide her shameful state, the Ashley who had been rampaging in such a foul mood finally let her expression melt into a rapturous daze.
”Amazing… You’re incredible, Yuuri… ♡♡ Ahh, everything… You’re seeing all of it… ♡ Your face while you think such dirty things… The tits you love so much… ♡♡ Even the brand that marks me as yours, and my p**sy surrendering to you… I’m going to c**m while you watch yourself bury it inside me… ♡♡”
”Ha! I’ve been relying too much on the tentacles lately,” Yuuri said. “Smile, Ashley – you’re the first one I’ve ever done this to!”
Until now, simple coupling was enough to convey their feelings, and Yuuri had little reason to experiment. But thanks to the divine protections² he had stacked up without even noticing, he could now pull off grueling, heavy positions like this with ease.
”Haa… ♡ My first time… ♡ I love it! ♡♡ Being used like this while you watch me, unable to do a single thing… ♡ Being shown off as your favorite little toy… It’s the best! ♡♡”
As she thrashed and writhed, only to realize the futility of it, Ashley’s face twisted into a masochistic smile. Her slight resistance made her breasts heave and sway with a heavy, wet sound that feasted his eyes, sending a fresh surge of blood straight to his core.
”Ah, dammit! You usually act so dignified and composed, Ashley! And yet here you are, loving every second of a man having his way with you! Is this it? Is this what you want?! Having your p**sy rubbed and your cervix hammered… Does it really feel that good?!”
”Yes… ♡ It does… ♡ It feels so good! ♡♡” Ashley moaned. “Even though you’re using me like an object, I can’t stop my heart from throbbing and my stomach from fluttering… ♡♡ Besides, Master… You’ve been staring at me with such lewd eyes this whole time… ♡♡ Every time you look at me, you tremble… You love doing it this way too, don’t you?!”
Compared to this raw brutality, even the violations with tentacles felt like child’s play. Ashley wasn’t just suffering; she was intoxicated, her voice reaching a fever pitch of debauchery. Yuuri could lament her utter depravity, but she had seen right through the desires lurking in the depths of his own heart, making it impossible to truly rebuke her.
However, Yuuri couldn’t just let himself swing his hips and end it with a selfish e**culation. He wondered if he should truly keep tormenting her like a beast; he loosened his grip slightly and whispered into her ear, which was slick with sweat.
”To be honest, it’s a massive turn-on,” Yuuri whispered. “But is this too much? I don’t want to hurt you.”
”Hehe, I don’t know… ♡ But my body’s gotten stronger from all your skills, too… ♡ Even if you’re a little rough, it makes me happy knowing you’re doing it to make me feel good… ♡ So please, Yuuri… ♡ I’ll show you all my shameful parts, just don’t stop… ♡ The more you try to take your pleasure from me, the more I feel it too… ♡ …So, let’s go a little further, okay? ♡”
Ashley took a ragged breath, trying to steady herself as the rhythm slowed for a moment. It felt like a prayer – a wish to surrender her reason and drown in a pleasure that would white out her consciousness. She smiled at him, encouraging the man who was hesitant about how far he should go.
”Fine. If you’re that determined, then I’m not holding back!”
At her unyielding resolve, Yuuri nodded back with a grim determination of his own. He relocked his palms behind her neck, his muscles bulging as they pressed into her smooth, white skin. She must have realized the cage was shut tight again. Ashley let out a strangled cry, her body shivering as her v**ina clamped down in a frantic, quivering squeeze.
”Haa… ♡ Ahhh… ♡ No… Oh, I’m going to break… ♡ You’re thrusting so deep… I’m just a hole for you to work your d**k in… ♡”
Yuuri knew that pitiful, wavering voice was just a spell she used to lock herself deeper in her own masochism. He waited for the exact moment her despair peaked, then hoisted her upper body and aimed straight for the hilt. She saw the predatory grin he gave her in the mirror and, sensing her fate, tried to shut him out by clenching with everything she had.
”-Ogh! ♡♡”
But a servant’s struggle cannot refuse a Master’s love. His c**k scraped through the delicious resistance of her walls, burying itself to the root in an instant. Her internal shape accepted the full weight of the strike. With a sharp, wet crack, Ashley’s rear slammed against his hips. The impact vibrated all the way to her cervix, which was being crushed by the force of the thrust. Between the familiar heat and the new intensity of the position, her mouth hung open, curling up in sheer, idiotic bliss.
”Hoh… ♡ Ohh! ♡♡ N-nghoooohhhhhh! ♡♡♡”
Driven by a force far beyond his usual strength, Ashley didn’t even have time to process the sensation before she was catapulted into a peak. Her emerald eyes went wide and vacant, staring at nothingness as her supple legs snapped straight, seized by violent convulsions. Between his arms, her crushed breasts heaved, her n**ipss pouting and hard as if begging to be pinched.
Would using tentacles now be cheating? Yuuri wondered.
As much as she loved them, a human body only had so many hands. But if he relied on them now, he would ruin the image of the “strong husband” he was trying to project. He decided to save that “combo” for later.
”Oogh… ♡ Oho… ♡ N-nghooo… ♡♡”
Ashley’s climax showed no signs of fading; her body continued to shudder violently against him. The vibrations were so intense they nearly coaxed the seed right out of him. But even if this was a moment of supreme bliss for her, for him, he had only just started. To drive that point home, he kept her neck pinned and began to grind his hips slowly, methodically. Finally, Ashley seemed to remember her place.
”Ah… ♡ Ahh! ♡ I’m shorry… I’m so shorry! ♡♡ Your d**k… ♡♡ I forgot to make it feel good… Please forgive me! ♡♡”
”No, I don’t mind. This position was meant to shut you down, anyway. Just by taking it deep and squeezing me, you’re doing your job,” Yuuri said. “But I can’t exactly reward you with my seed if you’re just going to space out, can I?”
Under his absolute control, Ashley’s sensitivity had spiked beyond her capacity to manage. If he kept using her as a living toy, she would undoubtedly reach a state of total euphoria. But could she really call herself a servant if she couldn’t provide a proper “service” for her Master?
You can lose your mind all you want, but if you do, I’m just going to finish whenever I feel like it.
Yuuri let that warning hang in the air as he teased her cervix. The blood drained from her flushed face as she realized the consequence of her selfish pleasure.
”Ahh… ♡ No! I can’t! ♡ If I can’t make you feel good, I have no right to be your servant! ♡♡ …Like this? ♡ I’ll grind back when you press in… ♡ And when you’re pounding me, I’ll squeeze you as tight as I can! ♡♡”
”Ha, ah…! You’ve suddenly gotten so much better at taking this! Kugh… yeah! At this rate, I’m going to blow any second!”
The moment Ashley – who had been merely enduring it until now – started fighting back, the pleasure carving itself into my c**k intensified. Sensations I had been easily managing until then started sending electric jolts screaming up my spine. If I let my guard down for even a heartbeat, I’d lose control and explode.
I suspected the Goddess Shelm envisioned the Familial Workshop ³ as a tool to force resisting women into submission, but could a woman who had simply surrendered ever provide pleasure this intense?
As that thought crossed my mind, triggered by the sight of Ashley desperately grinding her hips against me, it became impossible to hold back the mounting urge to release.
”Ugh, ahh…! Good. Just like that… I’m about to go!” Yuuri said, his voice straining.
”Ngh♡ Nghhh♡ I can feel it, I can feel it!♡ Your shaft… it’s throbbing and swelling while it slides inside me♡ My p**sy is squeezing you so tight!♡ I can tell… it’s time for you to c**m!♡♡” Ashley cried out.
Lifting her heavy, curvaceous body as if she weighed nothing, Ashley was now powerless against my borderline violent “favor.” Yet, even in this position, she used her lewd hip movements and the “temptation of surrender” to demolish my last shreds of reason, sealing off any chance of mercy as she guided me toward the inevitable.
In the end, I wondered: which one of us was truly the one in control?
Even that doubt was washed away by the pleasure that numbed my brain every time I slammed into the depths of her, only serving to accelerate my powerful, rhythmic pumping.
”Aah! Ahh! It’s coming!♡ It’s swelling up at my deepest part, pushing against my womb!♡ You’re finally going to c**m for me!♡♡ Ah, ahh!♡ I’m so glad… I didn’t give up!♡♡ I worked so hard… to milk you!♡♡”
”Ugh, ah, ahh…! It’s coming! I’m coming!”
* * *Splotch, squelch, gush!* * *
The wet heat that had perfectly gripped my shaft from the start had improved its quality drastically as the climax neared. At first, she had merely tightened against my thrusts, but after my “reprimands,” she had started adding a twisting motion that synced with my rhythm. With her vocal guidance egging me on, holding back was no longer an option.
Her emerald eyes were glazed over, staring at nothing, while her heavy breasts bouncing with every violent jolt. Combined with the glowing golden womb crest on her lower abdomen that signaled her undeniable ecstasy, I realized that if I let it all out right now, we would hit the peak together.
Without a single thought of teasing her, I spat out every drop of the lust that had been boiling in my gut.
”Nnooh, ohhh!♡ Hooo!♡♡ It’s… it’s coming!♡ Your seed is coming!♡ You’re packing it all inside me!♡♡ Ah, ahhh!♡ It’s amazing!♡ You’re pinning my neck down so hard… the entrance to my womb is pressed right against you!♡♡”
It was exactly like a pressurized injector from my previous life.
Normally, coming is like pouring liquid from a bottle. But this – using every muscle in my body to pin her down and apply absolute pressure into her skewered depths, refusing to let even a speck of it escape – Ashley’s description of being “packed” was perfectly apt.
Despite the roughness of our mating, my chest felt warm knowing we shared this as something beautiful. Wanting her to savor that joy to her heart’s content, I kept her pinned and continued to pour my seed into her, gasping for air.
”Hoh, oh, ohhh!♡♡ I’m going! I’m going!♡♡ You fit the back of my p**sy so perfectly… your s**men is gushing inside me!♡♡ Ahh!♡ Haah!♡ Ahhh!♡♡ I’m going, going, GOING!♡♡ I’m – unghhhhhh!♡♡♡”
At first, her toes curled and twitched in time with the pulsations of my release. But as her Master’s mercy was packed into the depths of her womb and the inescapable climax took hold, Ashley’s entire body began to shake violently. The tremors traveled through her into my still-pulsing shaft, sending fresh waves of pleasure through me and making me pull her even tighter into my arms.
Sharing the ultimate climax we both craved, we stayed perfectly still, holding our breath until the waves of release and ecstasy finally began to recede. After a while, when Ashley’s faint whimpers and her pleasure-induced convulsions finally subsided, I released my grip on her neck.
”Haah, ahh…! Damn… that might have been the most intense one yet,” Yuuri muttered.
”Ah!♡ Ahh!♡ M-me too!♡ Hey, hey… one more time!♡ Since I’m a ‘bad servant,’ I think it’s totally fine if you take your time ‘persuading’ me again!♡♡”
She went completely limp with exhaustion, yet my c**k – still throbbing with lingering heat – remained buried deep inside her. As I caught my breath, I reached out to support her heavy breasts as she wobbled unsteadily.
By the time I managed to grab the handrail on the bathroom wall to steady my own trembling legs, I found myself unconsciously pulling her close again, already ruminating on the raw intensity of what we’d just done.
When Ashley looked up at me with a radiant smile and begged to be pinned down again, any lingering thoughts of the annoying Yui vanished instantly. I found myself nodding “yes” with a force that was almost ridiculous.
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Summary:
Yuuri experiments with a purely physical ‘Full Nelson’ position to assert his dominance over Ashley without relying on tentacles. Despite Ashley’s initial attempt to maintain her dignity, the intense physical restraint and stimulation force her into a state of total submission.
Yuuri and Ashley engage in a high-intensity s*xual encounter where Ashley shifts from passive submission to active participation. The scene culminates in a shared, pressurized climax that leaves both exhausted yet eager for more. Yuuri reflects on his past-life technology while pinning Ashley down during their release.
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Trivia:
- Yuuri’s physical strength is now significantly high due to passive divine protections.
- Ashley has a ‘crotch tattoo’ (淫紋) that literally brands her as Yuuri’s property.
- The use of the Full Nelson is a tactical choice to prevent Ashley from using her hands or feet to resist.
- Ashley’s eyes are specifically noted as being emerald-colored.
- Yuuri consciously chooses not to use tentacles to preserve his ‘strong husband’ image.
- The glowing golden womb crest on Ashley’s lower abdomen.
- Yuuri’s internal monologue comparing his release to a ‘pressurized injector’.
- The mention of Goddess Shelm and the ‘Familial Workshop’ lore.
- Yuuri’s annoyance with a character named Yui.
- The location being a bathroom with a handrail
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Character Insight:
Yuuri is moving away from reliance on his supernatural skills (tentacles) to prove his masculine growth. Ashley reveals a deep-seated masochistic streak, finding pleasure in being ‘treated like an object’ by her Master, which conflicts with her outward dignified persona.
Ashley shows growth by finding pleasure in ‘persuasion’ and actively guiding the climax, while Yuuri exhibits a mixture of possessive dominance and genuine shared affection.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses the Full Nelson (羽交絞) as a metaphor for the ‘cage of masochism’ that Ashley finds herself in, contrasting human physical limits with the previous supernatural elements.
The author uses ‘persuasion’ as a euphemism for s*xual training or breaking in a servant character.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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