Chapter 59: The night long pounding!
Twenty whole minutes!
For twenty grueling, mind-melting minutes, Kaizen ruthlessly worked her throat like a high-speed piston, completely conquering her airway until Hina felt the thick shaft inside her throat suddenly swell and throb violently.
’Is he... nghh... finally~’
"Gawk~ gawk~ gawk~!"
Kaizen suddenly tightened his iron grip on her hair, aggressively slamming her face flush against his pubic bone.
With a deep, primal, alpha-male groan, his entire body tensed up as his internal dam finally broke.
"Drink it all, princess! Don’t you dare waste a single drop!"
"Ang~ Slurp~ Slurp~ Mphhh!"
Hina’s eyes completely rolled back into her skull, showing nothing but white as she felt thick, boiling-hot ropes of heavy villain seed launching directly past her throat and straight into her stomach.
The sheer, overwhelming volume of his load left her with absolutely no room to breathe.
Because he was forcefully pinning her head down against his pelvis, she had zero choice but to rhythmically gulp down the torrent of liquid to keep from suffocating.
’I-It’s... it’s honestly not as bad as I thought it would be... It’s a bit salty, but definitely something incredibly rich and savory... Mwahh~’
"Gawk~ gawk~ gawk~!"
Only after completely emptying his entire balls to the very last drop did Kaizen slowly, heavily pull his glistening weapon out of her mouth.
Pop.
With a loud, incredibly wet suction sound, his semi-hard dick popped out from between her stretched lips.
Pant... pant... pant...
Hina collapsed forward onto the edge of the mattress, panting heavily like a broken animal.
A thick, messy thread of white saliva and residual cum hung from her bottom lip, connecting her mouth directly to the tip of his leaking shaft.
Without even thinking, she instinctively licked her lips, gulping down the leftover fluid with a glazed, submissive look.
Staring down at her ruined face, Kaizen couldn’t help but let out a highly satisfied, arrogant smirk.
The transformation was absolute peak trash-novel comedy.
Her face had completely changed from that of a proud, pompous academy princess to that of a thoroughly trained, broken street whore.
Her expensive mascara was completely running down her cheeks mixed with her tears, her lips were swollen and coated in thick spit, and her entire face was covered in a heavy sheen of sweat.
A premium street whore indeed!
"L-Leo-kun... hngg~"
Wait, a minute. Wasn’t Leo-kun literally on the phone this whole time?
Weren’t they broadcasting this entire degenerate session over high-definition speakerphone?
Oh, damn.
She had completely, totally forgotten about the existence of her fated boyfriend the exact microsecond that forearm-sized meat-weapon started mercilessly pounding her throat into oblivion!
"Relax, princess. I already ended that call five minutes ago while you were busy choking on your own medicine."
Kaizen chuckled, tossing his phone onto the nightstand.
"You don’t have to worry about your precious, dense boyfriend anymore. The only thing you need to worry about right now... is this guy."
Kaizen haughtily pointed down at his crotch, and the Hina is highly concerned to report that the biological anomaly was already rising from the ashes, getting rock-hard all over again.
Hina took yet another massive, dry gulp of saliva.
Staring at the massive, glistening shaft, completely coated in her own shiny spit and leaking cum, she watched it stand tall, looking hungrily right back at her face.
But looking closer, she noticed something highly satisfying.
Right there on the thick skin of his shaft were a set of distinct, teeth imprints.
It was her signature!
Seeing that she had actually successfully branded the invincible villain, a soft, malicious little giggle escaped her lips.
"Hu hu hu~ It seems like rather than you successfully imprinting on me, I’m the one who permanently imprinted on this poor little fellow."
"Anyway, since you are fully satisfied and already came once... I-I suppose this officially concludes our little bet... cough, cough..."
Hina quickly scrambled to her feet, intentionally avoiding eye contact with the smirking young master.
She was desperately trying to orchestrate a tactical retreat to save her poor, defenseless lower garden from getting brutally rearranged for a second time tonight.
Sure, the mind-melting pleasure was something her closet-slut persona would crave forever, but her anatomy had limits!
If this trash villain continued his unhinged villainy tonight, poor Leo-kun would literally have to weld a whole new prosthetic extension onto his own dick just to find any remaining friction inside her stretched-out pussy!
"G-Good night, Mr. Kaizen."
She gulped, praying to every single deity in the alliance database as she frantically adjusted her see-through purple silk dress and pulled her wet lace panties back into position.
Thank the heavens this pervert had a weird sense of etiquette and didn’t completely rip her clothes into shreds, otherwise, she would have been forced to borrow one of his oversized white shirts to walk the walk of shame all the way back to her elite dorm room!
’Please don’t grab my arm.’
She chanted like a mantra inside her head, taking a cautious step toward the door.
’Please don’t call me back to the bed. Please, for the love of God, just let me escape!’
She walked slowly, placing one cautious foot in front of the other, but no demanding call from behind came at all. Does that mean...
’Wait! I can actually escape! The villain is letting me leave!’
She instantly quickened her pace, practically lunging toward the exit, her hand reaching out to grab the brass door handle. It was right at that exact microsecond of hope.
"Hey, you... princess..."
’Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! He called me! He actually called me back! Shit! My poor pussy, I am so sorry!’
Her internal monologue was currently using more crude, street-tier swear words than a sailor on a Friday night.
She slowly, stiffly turned her torso back around, fully expecting the shirtless predator to lunge across the room and tackle her into the carpet.
But the trash young master was simply seated exactly where he was on the edge of the mattress, flashing her a perfectly calm, punchable smile.
"Y-Yes...?"
"Didn’t you completely forget the entire reason you walked into my den tonight, princess?"
"F-Forget? Oh, shoot!!!"
Kaizen simply raised his right hand, and dangling from his index finger was the exact pair of lace hostage panties that she had originally come to collect.
In all the throat and pussy-remodeling chaos, her brain cells had completely wiped the original mission data from her memory!
What the actual hell!
"Oh! I—I came specifically for that!"
She hurriedly marched back toward the king-sized bed, determined to snatch her property and sprint out the door.
She reached her hand out to grab the fabric, but Kaizen suddenly jerked his hand backward with elite system reflexes.
Gulp.
Hina slowly took an awkward step forward, reaching out her hand once again.
He smoothly moved his hand back. She stepped closer. He moved it back again.
This pathetic game of cat-and-mouse continued until she accidentally stepped directly into his personal space, her cloudy, bouncing breasts burying themselves straight into his face.
"Oh, wow. Look at that. It seems like I completely forgot to taste the appetizer before serving the main course tonight!"
"Wait! Hngg~!"
Without an ounce of hesitation, the villain simply hooked his strong finger inside the plunging neckline of her satin nightwear and pulled it straight down to her waist.
Two humongous, cloudy, milky-white breasts instantly sprang out into the open air, complete with big, flush pink aerolas and hard, button-sized nipples twitching from the sudden cold.
Will any self-respecting, red-blooded harem protagonist wait around when a pair of premium heavenly ice cream cones are presented directly to his mouth?
Obviously, the answer is an absolute no!
Kaizen instantly latched his jaws onto her right nipple, using his tongue to aggressively suckle on the sensitive bud like a starving infant.
That night... that scandalous, degenerate night was something Hinata would never be able to erase from her memory for the rest of her natural life.
That night was officially the first time in her years of existence that she completely forgot to sleep.
It was a 100% sleepless marathon filled with absolutely nothing but raw, unadulterated, R-rated pleasure.
That trash young master did all sorts of unhinged, illegal things to her body until the break of dawn.
He mercilessly fucked her from behind in doggy style...
Locked her arms into a brutal full-nelson position...
Pasted her bare front flat against the cold glass window overlooking the academy grounds while pounding her brains out...
And even after shooting his heavy villain load a ridiculous thirteen times in a row, his biological weapon still wasn’t done with her at all!
And when the golden sun finally rose over the horizon the next morning, Hina was left slumping off the edge of the bed, completely and utterly naked.
She was wheezing, taking deep, desperate breaths as her exhausted muscles trembled violently from time to time.
Her completely stretched, rearranged pussy was actively and continuously leaking a thick, heavy mixture of his creamy semen and her own ruined juices all over the expensive floorboards.
The pure academy princess was officially history!
