The Monster's Room - Chapter 51
One could confidently say that no wail from any battlefield could be as harrowing as the sound Marie made.
The Iron Horse Knight was largely to blame for this, as he rode through the battlefield with Marie impaled on his barbed phalluses. Though he did this to kill the enemies that had swarmed them, it was clear how much damage those barbs inflicted on Marie’s body.
It was a miracle she hadn’t passed out.
“Ugh, cough! Cough, cough!”
Her appearance was beyond wretched.
The only thing keeping Marie upright were the spikes and the Iron Horse Knight’s hands. His hand, lightly gripping her neck, held her firmly, revealing her naked body covered in blood and dust.
Her face was no different, smeared with tears, snot, saliva, and now blood and dirt, looking as though she had been violently ravaged on the battlefield.
Swish.
While Marie wept uncontrollably, the Iron Horse Knight had a satisfied expression. She had cried beautifully for him during the massacre, her body clenching around the spikes in a way that pleased him immensely.
Though it was an illusion, slaughtering the enemies while savoring Marie’s flesh was an exhilarating experience.
“Ah, ugh, sob.”
So, he stood still and held her tightly. When he moved, a squelching sound echoed from below.
Swish…
His fingers, which had been teasing her dirty chest, now traced her lips. Despite how much she had drooled, her lips were dry. As he pushed his fingers into her mouth, her small, wet tongue greeted them.
Marie, who had been dazedly holding her mouth open, seemed to relax and start sucking on his fingers when she realized he wasn’t moving his hips anymore.
Suck. Slurp.
Her suction was pathetically weak, yet it was enough to arouse the Iron Horse Knight more than anything. He withdrew the barbs from her body and turned her around to kiss her deeply. Though she initially struggled to keep up and panted heavily, she soon looped her arms around his neck and responded to his kiss.
They kissed like lovers, passionately and tenderly.
The Iron Horse Knight, annoyed by the slippery saddle drenched in Marie’s liquid, lifted her off and leaned her against the neck of his headless horse. He resumed kissing her passionately, supporting her whenever her weakened legs threatened to give out.
“Ah…”
Between her blood and dust-streaked thighs, a white path of her liquid formed, just from the intensity of their kisses. Even in this dream, Marie felt as if she might suffer from dehydration. She was about to suggest finishing the s-x when the Iron Horse Knight nudged her shoulder and pointed at something.
There it was, the horse c-ck, still fully e***t.
“…”
Of course, that was still left. Knowing his insistence on using it whenever they had s-x, she realized she had to accommodate it too. Fortunately or unfortunately, her body was sufficiently prepared to take it in.
The question now was something else.
Whether they would be riding with it inside her or not.
It seemed trivial, but it was a significant matter. Without J’s support, Marie wasn’t sure she could handle that while riding. It was still a dream, after all.
“How about I climb on top?”
By suggesting this, she hoped to prevent the horse from running, as it would need to lie down for her to mount. The Iron Horse Knight, amused by her cleverness, agreed. The enormous horse lay down, and Marie quickly grabbed the massive member, fearing the monster might change his mind.
“Huff, mm. Mmm.”
She intended to lubricate it before insertion, but the dark surface was already slick with c-m. Realizing he had already climaxed several times, Marie’s cheeks flushed with warmth.
‘Did he enjoy it that much?’
Holding the horse c-ck as if embracing it, Marie aligned it with her entrance. Given its size, it was better suited for her va–na than her other hole.
Swish.
“Ah, ugh!”
However, it was Marie’s rear entrance that accommodated the horse c-ck. The monster had positioned it there and sat her down on it. Although it lacked spikes, the thick, lengthy member shot straight up into her colon, making her body tense immediately. But it wasn’t over yet.
The Iron Horse Knight filled Marie’s front as well.
“Ugh.”
With a barbed c-ck.
She now had the horse c-ck in her rear and the barbed c-ck in her front. Marie’s body convulsed, and the Iron Horse Knight started moving her as if she was riding. Though the lover in his arms trembled violently, it didn’t matter.
Thunk.
“Aah.”
Thunk. Thunk.
“Aah.”
Of course.
Thunk. Thunk. Thunk-thunk-thunk-thunk-thunk!
“Hngh, ugh, ahhh!”
The barbed c-ck had just started rotating, and it had to be alright. The Iron Horse Knight felt the barbs ravaging Marie’s insides through the thin layer of flesh separating the horse c-ck, and he rode her more fervently.
“Aah, ugh, ahhh!”
Marie screamed and thrashed before passing out. But the monster didn’t stop. As always, he filled her belly with his seed, then drained it with his thrusts, only to fill it again, finding relief in his sadistic pleasure.
Thud! Thunk. Squish, thunk-thunk-thunk.
That was who he was now.
Thunk-thunk-thunk-thunk.
A monster who loved Marie.
