Chapter 158: Testing flexibility?
"...When Leo-kun finally takes you... you’re not allowed to make a single sound."
Sera’s eyes went wider than saucers.
"W-What?!"
"Not a squeak. Not a groan. Complete, absolute silence."
Kaizen chuckled evilly, his hips driving forward with a brutal, thick THUMP against her rear.
"You have to take every single inch of him in total silence... while thinking of how loud you were for an F-Rank pervert in a dark cave."
"N-NO WAY!"
Sera squeaked out, her knees trembling so badly she could barely support her own weight.
"T-That’s ridiculous! Why would Leo-kun want that?!"
"Because true alpha men like us demand absolute discipline from you weaklings."
Kaizen declared with zero shame, his hands sliding around her front to pull her lower belly tight against his waist.
"Now... are you going to accept the rule, or do I need to test your quad density all night?"
Sera squeezed her eyes shut, her mind completely shattered by the dirty wordplay, his heavy scent, and the undeniable feeling of her own pussy soaking her pants beneath his dominant rhythm.
’I-I’m only doing this for Leo-kun...’
She desperately lied to herself, her hips involuntarily arching back into his humping motion to get closer to that monstrous heat.
’Only for Leo-kun... angh~!’
"Also."
Kaizen added casually, his voice dripping with smooth, lawless authority.
"he’s seriously concerned that you aren’t flexible enough for him."
"W-WHAT?!"
Sera gasped, her gym-girl pride instantly taking a fatal, critical hit.
"W-What do you mean?! I literally go to the gym five days a week! I weight-lift! I do mobility work! I am plenty flexi—"
SLAP!
"Less talking, more demonstrating."
Kaizen cut her off, bringing his palm down hard onto her unslapped cheek.
Before her brain could even register the sharp, stinging shock, Kaizen reached down.
Hooked his hand firmly under her inner thigh, and violently hoisted her right leg way up into the air, pinning her knee near her shoulder.
"W-W-WHAT?!"
Sera shrieked, instantly flailing to maintain her balance.
She was suddenly stuck standing on one single, trembling leg, trapped against the damp cave wall.
The only reason she didn’t collapse face-first onto the stone floor was because Kaizen was holding her upright with raw, effortless strength, his heavy chest pinned tightly against her back.
"See that?"
Kaizen tutted, his voice right next to her burning ear.
"You’re stiff as a board. Just going to the gym doesn’t mean you’re actually flexible enough for a true alpha’s demand."
Sera’s massive athletic ego completely shattered into microscopic dust.
It hurt. It hurt so bad.
She prides herself on her physical conditioning, and here was this Rank-F degenerate casually calling her rigid!
"W-What about..."
Sera bit her lower lip, her voice trembling with intense, petty desperation.
"...W-What about H-Hina?!"
Even in this scandalous, one-legged, soaking-wet predicament, she refused to lose to that aristocrat bitch!
"Was she flexible?!"
Sera demanded, glaring back over her shoulder with glassy, tear-brimmed eyes.
Kaizen chuckled softly.
Look at this girl.
Even while being held up like an origami crane, her entire universe still revolved around competing with Hina!
His lips curled into a broad, villainous smirk as he laid it on thick.
"Oh, from what I personally tested?"
Kaizen said casually, his hand giving her hoisted thigh a possessive, heavy squeeze.
"Hina-chan is incredibly and naturally flexible."
Sera’s face instantly fell, her heart sinking right down into her stomach.
"S-Seriously...?"
"Oh, absolutely."
Kaizen replied, a radiant, purely unhinged expression on his face.
"I literally had her feet locked right behind her ears, lifted her entire lower body up into the air, and spread her legs completely apart... blah, blah, blah. And despite all that high-tier gymnastics, she was exceptionally tight and warm from the inside, too."
Sera’s jaw practically detached from her face.
’F-FEET BEHIND HER EARS?! LIFTED HER UP?! EXCEPTIONALLY GOOD FROM THE INSIDE?!’
Her gym-girl brain completely melted down.
The image of Hina, the pristine, untouchable heiress, getting folded into a human pretzel by this exact same pervert was too much to handle!
"B-But... how is that even possible with a body like hers?!"
Sera stammered, her voice pitching up into a desperate, confused squeak.
Kaizen paused mid-grind.
Then he threw his head back and broke into an unhinged, booming laugh that echoed all the way down the ancient, dark corridor.
"WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ME?!"
Sera pouted hard, her flushed face turning sideways as she puffed out her cheeks, resolutely refusing to look at him.
Kaizen shook his head, still chuckling softly.
"Gym girl, just because a woman is soft and curvy doesn’t mean she’s ’utter fat.’ That’s not how human anatomy works."
He leaned down, slowly burying his face into the warm nook of her neck, lightly nuzzling his nose against her sensitive skin.
Sera’s whole body shivered violently for a split second, a sudden jolt of electricity shooting straight down to her core.
But her competitive, fried brain quickly forced her to ignore it.
"B-But it IS true!"
Sera insisted stubbornly, trying to reclaim her athletic high ground while still stuck on one leg.
"Hina is fat, right?! She doesn’t have a single muscle on her!"
Kaizen shook his head again, his warm breath fanning directly over her pulse point.
"Completely false."
He declared with absolute, pseudo-scientific gravity.
"Hina-chan has literally every single right curve in every exact right proportion to make a man’s lower half shiver in his trousers."
"In fact... scientifically speaking? That makes her the absolute, ultimate, perfect woman to pound."
BOOM!
Utter, absolute, total shock!
Sera was struck completely dead in her tracks!
Her mind halted, her gears grinding to a screeching, violent stop.
’P-P-PERFECT WOMAN TO POUND?! HER?! THAT LAZY BIMBO?! HOW DARE HE?!’
Sera’s dark eyes flared with unadulterated, apocalyptic fury.
’I am the perfect woman! ME! Not that soft, aristocratic bimbo! NEVER HER!’
Kaizen took one look at her inner thoughts practically screaming in neon lights, and he had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from bursting into tears of laughter right then and there.
’Look at this absolute ego.’
Kaizen thought, his hands gripping her hoisted thigh even tighter.
’She’s currently standing on one leg in a dark cave, soaked through her leggings, getting dry-humped by an F-rank trash...’
’And her only priority in life is out-pounding Hina-chan!’
"You... you take that back right now!"
Sera whimpered angrily, her body trembling with a chaotic mix of intense competitive rage and overflowing, soaking-wet arousal.
"I am ten times more poundable than her!"
"I have the endurance!"
"I have the body!"
"I can do three sets of squats without breaking a sweat!"
"Oh, really?"
Kaizen smirked wickedly, his massive, steel-pipe bulge giving her wet, shivering cleft an aggressive, heavy THUMP from behind.
"Then prove it, gym girl. Let’s see if those quads can handle the training, or if I should just call Hina-chan back for round two."
"W-What do you mean?!"
Sera squeaked out, her heart slamming against her ribs like a trapped beast.
Those words had just spilled out of her purely from her raging, competitive ego against Hina!
She hadn’t actually meant to offer herself up like a workout regimen!
...But this absolute lawless degenerate took her literal, exact words and ran straight into the end zone with them.
Kaizen’s smirk grew so wide it was practically criminal.
"I was talking about testing your posture, stretching your hamstring flexibility, and evaluating your endurance positions."
Kaizen whispered smoothly into her ear, his tone oozing with playful mock-innocence.
"What on earth were you thinking I meant?"
FWOP!
Without a single microsecond of warning, Kaizen drove his hips forward in a deliberate, agonizingly deep, heavy pound that wedged his massive bulge squarely between her soaked cheeks!
"Angh~!"
Sera’s head snapped back against his shoulder, a helpless, filthy little whimper escaping her lips before she could bite her tongue.
The sheer depth of that single drive made her face turn so red it was practically emitting a visible heat haze in the dark cave!
"T-That..."
She stammered, her knees buckling so hard that she was relying 100% on Kaizen’s iron grip under her thigh just to stay upright.
"I... I wasn’t... I didn’t think..."
"You didn’t think?"
Kaizen teased ruthlessly, giving her hoisted, trembling thigh an aggressive, possessive squeeze.
"So you’re telling me your mind immediately jumped to getting pounded? By Rank-F trash like me? While standing on one leg in a damp alleyway?"
"N-NO!"
Sera yelled defensively, her voice cracking in pure, flustered horror.
"I WAS NOT THINKING THAT!"
"Mhmm."
Kaizen hummed, his hot breath fanning across her neck as he slowly, agonizingly rolled his hips back and forth against her wet core.
"Sure you weren’t. That’s why your thigh is shaking like a leaf and your leggings are soaked through, right? Just pure, innocent athletic conditioning."
"Y-YOU—! IT’S BECAUSE YOU’RE PRESSING THAT... THAT MONSTER THING AGAINST ME!"
Sera whimpered, her hands gripping the cave wall until her fingers throbbed.
"Oh, this little thing?"
Kaizen chuckled softly, leaning his entire body weight into her back, pinning her so firmly that she couldn’t move an inch.
"How about we test your flexibility completely here? Right now?"