The Revenge Kidnapping Drama's Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 97
“Still needlessly resisting, I see.”
As if snatching her from Rezus, Terche seized her head and mercilessly buried his thick, long c**k against her small face.
“……How bothersome.”
“Mmph…!”
The rounded tip roughly parted her lips. With a raw scent bursting forth, the thick s***t invaded as if to pierce her throat. Usually this depth would trigger gagging, but thanks to Terche’s fragrance, even that felt sweet. As she scratched his thighs pretending to resist, his veined c**k ruthlessly rubbed and crushed against her tongue, palate, and inner cheeks. Though only half-e***t, the force emanating from his member was so fierce it momentarily stole her breath. When Psyche choked, Terche clicked his tongue and pulled his hips back.
“Seems you know how to handle a p***y but have no idea how to handle a c**k.”
When he withdrew his member, the saliva-slicked flesh was exposed to the air. Cough, cough! A thin coughing sound echoed through the bathroom. Looking down at Psyche’s trembling shoulders, Rezus sneered.
“Try educating her to suck well, since the princess excels at everything, she must be a quick learner.”
“Well, I’m not sure about the lower hole, but the upper hole doesn’t look easy to tame.”
As she glared at them sharply, Terche pressed his middle and index fingers firmly against Psyche’s eyes.
“Relax those eyes, so I block this air hole nicely.”
“……!”
Again without warning, his member split into her mouth. Though only half-entered, because his was too long and thick, her breath was completely blocked. Since it was truly painful separate from being aroused, Psyche finally lowered her eyes as if surrendering.
“Hmm…….”
Her eyes were flushed red. Terche, quietly looking down at Psyche, tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear.
“Put in as much as you can, and suck.”
It was an uncharacteristically gentle tone. While she hesitated, Terche tucked her hair behind her other ear. Psyche glanced up at Terche with tearful eyes, then shut them tight and moved her tongue. At that moment, the hand gripping the back of her head tightened forcefully.
“I said suck. Why are you licking?”
Soon, the weapon-like organ thrust in as if to block her airway.
“……!”
“When you lap like that, I can’t tell if it’s an animal licking or a woman sucking my c**k.”
She barely lifted her nearly powerless arms to hit his thigh. While choking and desperately trying to push away, fortunately, the organ withdrew leaving only the tip.
“Or do you want to be treated like a pet?”
“Huk, hak, haak……”
Saliva she couldn’t swallow dripped down her chin. Terche wiped the saliva with his index finger, then tickled her neck as if soothing a puppy.
“Shh, good girl. Try to swallow properly.”
“No, ub…!”
Before she could finish saying no, the cockhead entered, pressing down on her tongue. Simultaneously, both her b*****s were firmly grabbed from behind.
“Euhb…!”
“If you want to be treated like a woman, swallow it all and suck.”
Rezus whispered in her ear, pressed close against her.
“Surely you don’t really want to be treated like a pet, being such a proud princess.”
For a moment, the man’s hot, large hands kneaded her b*****s roughly. He yanked down the negligee. Her milk-white b*****s bounced out from beneath the fabric.
“Wouldn’t it be a waste to be treated like a pet with such pretty b*****s?”
Rezus sucked on her earlobe while rolling her stiff n*****s between his thumbs and index fingers.
“Hng……”
Her body was too weak to push him away easily. Still, feeling she should at least pretend to resist, she tried to spit out the organ forcefully inserted in her mouth.
THWACK—! Terche forcefully pushed down the back of her head. The man’s musky scent spread as his large member penetrated deep into her mouth.
“Think you can handle it?”
As her throat was pressed and she gagged, he withdrew. As she desperately gasped for air, the organ invaded again. After repeating this several times, Terche began gradually increasing his pace.
“I might’ve gone easier on you if you’d put in a little more effort.”
“Ubup, euuwup…!”
“Or are you just trying to be difficult on purpose?”
His movements were rough, thrusting in and out of her mouth without restraint. Terche tightened his grip on Psyche’s head, deliberately slowing his pace before pressing his hips forward with deliberate force.
“Should I cut off your air completely?”
It seemed he was even considering forcing himself further, leaving no space for her to breathe. Psyche’s face flushed crimson, her expression strained to the limit. Despite there being no room left, he continued to push relentlessly, only pulling back when she was on the verge of passing out.
“Hah… you’re terrible at this.”
