I Got a Job as the Demon King's Plaything - Chapter 50
Adding to the horse’s rhythm, he began thrusting even harder, each movement causing Bonita to moan sweetly into his ear, her hips trembling uncontrollably. She clamped her legs tightly around him, the tight walls of her insides pulsing around his c**k, making his thrusts even more relentless.
Teshiel rode on for some time before finally bringing the horse to a halt. Bonita, half-conscious, was laid down on the soft grass. Barely able to take in her surroundings, her clothes were quickly stripped off or torn away.
She found herself completely exposed under the clear sky, her legs wide apart with nothing but her riding boots still on.
The sun god, Suryakronen, must be watching her like this. Tears soaked her cheeks. In the next moment, she cursed the useless god, wondering why, despite being omnipotent, he shed his skin every year and was reborn anew.
Why did he lose his strength by the end of the year, leaving her without even a scrap of blessing, making her endure such humiliation?
“Haaah, ah, aah!”
The c**k that had briefly left her body to dismount the horse soon found its way back inside, filling her completely again.
As the sharp sting of teeth at her nape mixed with the low sound of Teshiel murmuring her name, Bonita lost the will to resist. Just like on the horse, her legs wrapped around his waist, clinging tightly to him.
Later, as she felt the familiar heat spread through her lower belly, Bonita reconsidered her judgment of the sun god. Perhaps he wasn’t entirely useless. Maybe it was better this way. If the sun god hadn’t forgotten about her, Bonita would never have discovered that such overwhelming pleasure could even exist.
Bonita lay amidst the tattered remains of her clothes, trying to catch her breath while the mixture of s***n and her own fluids slowly leaked from between her legs.
Meanwhile, Teshiel, now fully dressed, calmly set down two boxes that had been strapped to the horse. One contained tea and a teapot, while the other held a picnic basket.
Teshiel, almost acting like a servant, pulled a large cloth from one of the boxes and spread it across the grass. He placed the basket down, revealing gourmet sandwiches filled with ham and cheese, a bottle of wine, and a pile of perfectly ripe strawberries.
Despite the chaos Bonita had just endured on the horse, the strawberries remained untouched and flawless, likely preserved by magic.
Bonita, struggling to compose herself, sat up and instinctively reached for the tea. She poured it while sitting naked, her face flushed red, feeling his gaze on her. Teshiel quietly sipped his tea without comment, allowing her the chance to take in their surroundings.
It was a beautiful lakeside spot. The still water mirrored the clear blue sky above, and along the shore, clusters of spring flowers bloomed in vibrant colors. For a moment, Bonita allowed herself to wonder if perhaps Teshiel had genuinely wanted to share this peaceful place with her. If she had known how to ride a horse, maybe they would have arrived without her having to spread her legs before they even reached their destination.
Teshiel sipped his tea elegantly. Apart from the slight creases where his clothing had been pulled during their earlier encounter, he remained immaculate, which only made Bonita more aware of her own nakedness.
Despite the fact that Teshiel had already seen every part of her body, being exposed outdoors, in broad daylight, while serving tea made her feel even more self-conscious. She wanted nothing more than to cover herself, even with the torn remnants of her clothes, but she knew better.
If she dared to put anything on without his permission, he’d likely punish her again.
She glanced nervously at the pristine lake. Surely, she could at least rinse off the mess between her legs, right?
“Would it be alright if I washed up in the lake for a moment?”
“The water will be cold.”
“Then I will be quick.”
“As you wish.”
Taking off her boots and dipping her feet into the lake, just as he had said, the water was icy cold. Goosebumps rose all over her body, but not wanting to show weakness, Bonita squeezed her eyes shut and walked further in. When the water reached her waist, she gasped for breath, hugging herself tightly as the cold seeped in.
As the water rose to her chest, she finally thought it would be enough. Trembling hands reached to wash herself, but suddenly, a splash echoed behind her. Teshiel had stripped off his clothes and swam swiftly to where she stood.
“You went in too deep.”
