I Got a Job as the Demon King's Plaything - Chapter 6
By now, her lower body was soaked. The wetness made the movement of his fingers even smoother. As the Demon King relentlessly rubbed her c******s, it wasn’t long before Bonita reached her first climax, legs spread wide as she sat on his lap.
“Aah, ah…!”
The intense sensation washed over her like a wave, making her squeeze her eyes shut and bite down hard on her lip. She couldn’t tell whether what she felt was pleasure, shame, or fear. Her heart pounded wildly in her lower abdomen, each beat echoing between her legs. And then, in that moment, one of the Demon King’s fingers pushed inside her.
Her inner walls, still trembling from the aftermath of her climax, instinctively clenched and released around his half-inserted finger, squeezing it as if it were pulsing with life.
“Ah, ngh…!”
The unfamiliar intrusion, along with the tight discomfort, made Bonita twist her body in response.
The Demon King released her b****t and pulled her closer by the waist, holding her tightly to stop her from moving. Then, slowly, he pushed his finger the rest of the way inside. Bonita let out a whimper, clutching at her dress.
Just as slowly as it had entered, the finger slid out, only to be thrust back in quickly. Bonita clenched her teeth, her body jerking as her chest bounced from the sudden motion. Soon, his finger began moving rhythmically in and out.
“Such a lovely sound, isn’t it?”
The Demon King teased, whispering into her ear. It wasn’t until then that Bonita heard it—the slick, wet sound of his fingers as they moved inside her. Overcome with embarrassment, she tried to close her legs. But once again, a sharp slap echoed through the room, and as if punishing her, the Demon King added a second finger.
“Hnng… ah, please…”
Her legs trembled uncontrollably. As his hand continued its relentless pace between her thighs, his other hand slid up her body, leaving her waist and following the curve of her chest before wrapping gently around her throat. Despite the lack of pressure, Bonita felt as though she couldn’t breathe, her breaths coming in shallow gasps.
By now, he had added a third finger. The once slick, squelching sound had turned into a loud, wet slapping noise. Her fluids dripped down from her entrance, sliding over her thighs and soaking the red dress beneath her.
She gasped for air as she reached her second climax, her vision going dark and her mind feeling as though it was exploding with fireworks.
“Ah… Ahhh… hng…”
As the overwhelming sensation of her release subsided, the Demon King withdrew his three fingers from her body. He grasped her waist, lifting her off his lap and setting her down beside him on the long chair before standing up.
His gaze swept over her, taking in every detail. Her flushed cheeks, the unshed tears glistening in her hazel eyes, her parted lips. The dress that clung to her, wrinkled and messy, her hands still clutching its fabric tightly. And there, exposed in the sunlight streaming through the large windows, her lower half still dripping with her own fluids. He licked his lips as he looked her over, then began to undo his belt.
When his hardened member sprang free from his pants, Bonita’s eyes filled with horror and disbelief. Although she had never been with a man before, she had a vague idea of what was to come. But that… there was no way that something of that size could ever fit inside her.
“Lick~“
The Demon King gripped himself with one hand and thrust it in front of her face, the strong, musky scent instantly overwhelming her.
“W-Wait, I—mmph.”
Before Bonita could protest, the tip of his member was shoved into her mouth. Even with just the head inside, her mouth felt completely full.
“You’re going to want to do a good job. Unless you want it to hurt.”
Is he really planning to put that inside me? There’s no way… it can’t fit…
Tears welled up in Bonita’s eyes, and a single drop slid down her cheek. But she had no choice, no power to refuse. Gripping the Demon King’s s***t with both hands, she extended her tongue and began to lick, covering every inch of him with her saliva.
