I Got a Job as the Demon King's Plaything - Chapter 40
As a whimper slipped from her lips, his member regained its full size inside her, filling her lower abdomen completely. Teshiel began to thrust again, this time a bit smoother due to the slickness from his previous release.
“Ah… haah! Ah, ngh… ah…!”
Her moans became tinged with soft sobs as his pace quickened, his heavy hand gripping her b*****s painfully. He sucked hard on one of her n*****s, pulling it into his mouth, causing her back to arch involuntarily. Burying his face between her b*****s, he murmured darkly.
“In the heart of the Imperial capital, in front of the entire Empire, I’ll take you, and you’ll never think of running away again.”
“Hah… Lord Teshiel, ah! Please, no!”
Bonita shuddered at the terrifying image he painted. Teshiel would do it, she was sure of it.
“Please, forgive me, I’m begging you!”
Her chest now bore bite marks and red welts. Teshiel had no intention of granting forgiveness, relentlessly pounding into her. She was already soaked with her own arousal, unbeknownst even to herself. This time, it was Bonita who reached her climax first. Though she begged for mercy with her mouth, her body clung tightly to him below, as if accepting the punishment he dealt.
Teshiel’s golden eyes narrowed in satisfaction as he abruptly flipped her over. Now on all fours, Bonita cried out in pleasure, taking him from behind. With every slap of their bodies, her b*****s, marked by his bites and bruises, bounced wildly in the air.
His hands roughly spread her pale, soft b******s, forcefully ravaging the pink opening between them. The slickness from Bonita’s arousal drenched not only her but also Teshiel’s thighs. Every time he thrust in deep, the wet slaps of their bodies echoed lewdly as his abdomen, sticky with their fluids, smacked against her.
“Ah… huff, ah! Haa… ngh!”
“Kh…”
Teshiel pushed himself deep once again, spilling his seed inside her. Even after coming twice, he showed no intention of stopping.
Bonita endured the relentless assault without rest until morning. She passed out several times, but Teshiel was unstoppable. Whether she was conscious or not, his tireless member continued to thrust in and out of her.
Only after the sun had risen for hours did Teshiel finally withdraw. Bonita’s face was smeared with tears and saliva, while her lower body was soaked with s***n and fluids. Her body was covered in bite marks and bruises, making her pale skin appear flushed and raw. She lay limply on the bed, completely unable to move.
Teshiel glanced at the clock and frowned. Without saying another word, he dressed swiftly.
“I won’t lock the door. Let’s see if you try running again.”
Bonita had no strength left to reply. Suddenly, she felt something cold and smooth being inserted between her legs. Her body flinched in response. Teshiel snapped his fingers before walking out of the room and disappearing.
“Ah… haa… oh…”
The necklace between her legs began vibrating again, and Bonita whimpered, her body twisting involuntarily. This time, it wasn’t a faint, teasing vibration. She reached down, grabbing the chain, but she couldn’t muster the courage to pull it out. If she did, Teshiel would surely know.
“Haa… ngh…!”
It didn’t take long for the first climax to wash over her, but the vibrations didn’t stop. Despite having been utterly exhausted, the relentless stimulation pushed her to another peak. Tears she thought had dried up streamed down her cheeks once more as she trembled, helpless on the bed, succumbing to wave after wave of climax until she finally lost consciousness.
She wasn’t sure how long she had been out, but Bonita stirred as she felt the necklace being removed from between her legs. The vibrations had already stopped. Before she could fully open her eyes, something else was pushed into her.
“Hnn…!”
The heavy weight of the s***t filling her lower abdomen brought Bonita back to her senses. At some point, Teshiel had returned to the bedroom, his tongue trailing a long lick across the nape of her neck. Despite how much she had endured, Bonita’s body responded faithfully to the stimulation he provided. As she trembled, letting out soft whimpers, Teshiel chuckled in satisfaction, thrusting his hips upward.
“Haa, p-please… Ah, ah!”
It was a relentless punishment. Any thoughts of escape had long since vanished. She could no longer think at all; her mind felt as though it had melted away, overwhelmed by the agony and pleasure.
