The Dialectic of Master and Slave - Chapter 57
A ring piercing on her labia minora? She had been too afraid to even pierce her ears until now. Setting aside the pain, the very idea of doing such a thing to that part of her body filled her with intense revulsion. Even a fairly open-minded person would struggle to accept this. And though Jaha never showed it, if she had to be categorized, she fell firmly on the conservative side.
“Then every time my c**k enters and exits, the rings would rub against the s***t.”
The Emperor whispered as if inviting her to imagine it, gently stroking around her entrance where it met his thick flesh. Then, as though coaxing and soothing her, he added:
“The day I put rings on your n*****s, I’ll add rings to both your petals as well. In exchange, you’ll have to give up underwear from now on. It would be too uncomfortable to wear.”
It was a preposterous exchange that Jaha had never asked for.
“You hardly need underwear anyway. It’s always been a bother to remove it—this is better.”
Jaha trembled at the Emperor’s words. If she had two lives, she would gladly spend one on this man. Perhaps letting loose all the words buried in her heart and having her head removed for blasphemy, or dying in a failed attempt to stab him.
She had imagined it countless times in her mind. Pathetically, even in the worlds she created, Jaha repeatedly failed to kill him. She simply couldn’t see any path to success.
A loathsome man who was impossible to kill even in her fantasies.
Disgusted, Jaha gritted her teeth slightly. At that moment, the Emperor pressed his glans firmly against Jaha’s weak spot while rubbing her c******s with his fingertip.
“Guard your c**t well. Make sure no unfortunate accidents happen where you fall flat or your skirt flips in the wind, exposing you to other men.”
The massive member, which had withdrawn teasingly to her entrance, thrust back in suddenly, mercilessly grinding against the slightly thicker area inside. The sensation of fireworks exploding in her head overwhelmed Jaha.
“Haahng!”
“Understood?”
The Emperor urged her while slowly stirring her convulsing insides with his member. Jaha’s eyes rolled back as she trembled uncontrollably.
“You need to answer me.”
Jaha had no other choice. When the Emperor became forceful, she, as a slave, could not defy him. It was better to end this with a short response before he forced her to utter humiliating phrases like last time.
“Hnng, yes.”
“Good girl. Then as a reward, I’ll push it in even deeper.”
His vigorously pulsating p***s penetrated deeply. She could feel her entrance stretching to its limit to accommodate the thickness at the base.
The burdensome volume of his flesh column made her breath catch. In these moments when he buried himself to the hilt, she felt a pressure as if his member might burst out through her throat. Despite knowing it was physically impossible, a primal fear welled up inside her.
“You’ve taken it countless times, yet you still act like a virgin c**t.”
The Emperor caressed her flat stomach. The protruding outline of his p***s was satisfying to see, no matter how many times he looked.
“By now, you should know from experience. Your lewd inner walls actually rejoice when filled like this.”
As his hand traced her skin, he pressed firmly on a spot just below the glans with practiced fingers, causing Jaha’s body to quiver. When he pressed there while fully inserted like this, she would tighten around him even more in pleasure. He had trained her body to respond this way.
With each thrust and retreat of his p***s, water splashed with wet, sloshing sounds. Once again, it was Jaha who reached the peak of ecstasy first.
“Hnngh!”
Leaving Jaha collapsed in pleasure, the Emperor continued moving his hips. He didn’t forget to probe her a**l passage as well. At first, she had struggled to accept even his little finger, but now she swallowed his thickest finger with ease.
Thrusting his thumb in forcefully to the base, he gripped her b******s.
It seemed she could now take two fingers.
As soon as he withdrew his thumb from the rear entrance that immediately tried to close, he pushed in his index and middle fingers together. The tightly gathered wrinkles stretched smoothly as they swallowed the tips of both fingers. He didn’t rush, slowly inserting his fingers while widening her inside. One knuckle went in, and with more effort, she took in two knuckles.
“Now you take two well.”
Jaha, still lost in euphoria, couldn’t comprehend his words.
Feeling the warm inner walls squeezing around him, he thrust with his fingers in rhythm with his member’s penetration.
