SMASH or PASS

Chapter 44 - Forty-Four: School Whore IV

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The air in the room was thick with the scent of sex and degradation.

Clarisse’s initial haughty attitude had long since dissolved into a symphony of broken, involuntary sounds. Each brutal, piston-like thrust of my cock into her virgin asshole drove the air from her lungs in a choked gasp.

"A-huh! Nngh! Ughk!"

Her body, slick with a cold sweat of pain and exertion, trembled violently on the stained table. Her small, tight asshole, a dark pink rosebud forced into full, agonizing bloom, stretched obscenely around the thick, veined shaft invading it.

It felt strangely satisfying to view this.

"S-Stop... you... animal..." she tried to snarl, but it came out as a wet, pathetic sob. Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, mixing with the sweat on her neck.

Did I maybe go too rough on her?

Well, I don’t care.

I liked watching her haughty attitude and her sharp, brilliant mind, getting bludgeoned into submission by the raw, overwhelming physicality of the act.

She could focus on nothing but the splitting fullness, the brutal rhythm, and the confusing, traitorous sparks that the relentless friction against her sensitive inner walls was beginning to ignite.

I showed no mercy. My pace was brutal, mechanical, designed to overwhelm. I pulled out almost entirely, letting her clenched anus quiver around the slick, glistening tip of my cock before slamming back into the hilt, making her entire body jolt forward.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"A-AH!"

The sound of flesh on flesh, of my hips hammering against the soft, round cheeks of her ass, was a constant, degrading percussion. Her moans grew louder, less controlled, as the initial sharp agony began to blur into a deep, throbbing ache that spread through her core.

Then, with a guttural groan, I buried myself to the root. Clarisse moaned, feeling the sudden, searing heat flood her insides as I unloaded my first load directly into her bowels. The sensation of being filled, of hot seed painting her inner walls, wrenched a new sound from her. A long, shuddering moan that broke halfway through.

"Haaaahhh... nhn... I-I’m... cumming...!"

The words burst from her lips unbidden, a reflexive scream as her body, overstimulated and confused, betrayed her completely.

A weak, pathetic spasm clenched around my still-pulsing cock, milking the last of my cum into her. "Nnnnnngh!!~" Her eyes whited out for a second, her mind going blissfully, terrifyingly blank.

Did she just pass out?

SLAP!

"Nhnhgh!?"

I slapped her butt as hard as I could, waking her up.

Then, before she could even process the humiliation of cumming from an anal creampie, I was pulling out with a wet, vulgar schlurp. Her abused butthole gaped slightly, a trickle of white already leaking down her inner thigh onto the lab floor.

I didn’t give her a moment to recover.

In one rough motion, I flipped her onto her back. Her dark eyes, wide and glassy with tears, stared up at me in dazed shock. I shoved her thighs apart, her pink cotton panties long since discarded and forgotten. Her pussy, her light pink and untouched-by-men entrance, glistened with her own arousal. A humiliating testament to her body’s betrayal.

"No... the deal..." she whispered hoarsely, but the protest was feeble, automatic. Her mind was already broken. And her will was crumbling.

"I-I’m sorry for calling you a monkey— J-just slow down okay?" She asked with teary eyes.

I answered with my cock, driving into her pussy in one savage thrust. This fullness was different. Familiar yet alien, because it was me. It was deeper, more devastating. A ragged scream tore from her throat.

"GYAAHH!"

I fucked her pussy with the same ruthless intensity, my balls slapping against her ass with each drive.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

The wet, squelching sounds filled the room, mingling with her escalating cries. The pain of losing her virginity must’ve been a stretching burn, but I bet that it was now tangled inextricably with waves of shocking, undeniable pleasure. Her hot insides were incredibly tight. And it kept clenching around my cock. But I made sure that each thrust of my cock went as deep as possible inside her, and pinched her clitoris with my fingers as I pounded her, sending jolts of electricity straight to her clit.

"Ah! Ah! N-no! Hah! Too... too deep!" she babbled, her head thrashing from side to side. Her huge, perky breasts bounced with the force of my movements, her dark pink nipples hard and painfully sensitive. She came again, screaming it into the foul air as her pussy clenched and fluttered around my invading length, her juices mixing with my precum.

"I’M CUMMING!"

I pulled out just as another torrent of hot cum erupted from me, this time painting her stomach and large chest with thick, white ropes. It splashed across her skin, some landing on her chin. She lay there, panting, a ruined, glistening mess, her mind reeling.

But I wasn’t done.

My hand fisted in her dark hair, yanking her head up. Before she could react, the swollen, dripping head of my cock was at her lips. The salty-bitter taste of her own ass and pussy, mixed with my cum, flooded her mouth as I pushed past her teeth.

"Suck. Clean it," I commanded, my voice a dark rumble.

Gagging, tears renewing their flow, she obeyed. Her intellect, her arrogance, her cold walls... they were shattered. All that was left was a base need to obey, to survive the sensation. She bobbed her head clumsily, her tongue lapping at my shaft, as I fucked her mouth with short, brutal strokes. She choked and sputtered, drool and precum dripping down her chin.

I came a third time, down her throat, and she was forced to swallow convulsively, the warm, viscous fluid coating her insides.

I threw her back onto the lab table, sending several experimental beakers crashing to the floor and shattering on impact.

She was a broken doll, covered in sweat, tears, saliva, and cum, all three of her holes violated, used, and filled. She stared at the ceiling, her breath coming in ragged hitches, her body trembling with aftershocks.

Then, I was on her again. Parting her sore, well-used thighs. The massive, still-hard tip of my cock nudged at her pussy once more, glistening with her own fluids. She was too broken to even flinch.

As I sank into her for the final time, the sensation was different. It was just... overwhelming, all-consuming pleasure. It was too much. It was everything. Each stroke lit up my nerves.

I leaned close, my breath hot on her ear. "Am I still just a commoner?" I growled, my pace never slowing, pounding her into the mattress.

The words spilled from her lips, a desperate, keening confession torn from her soul as her body arched violently into mine, teetering on the edge of another shattering climax.

"I... I’m sorry! I’m sorry I pretend to be cold but I... I actually like... I actually love this! I just wanted to... get fucked by you! Please! Please, don’t stop! I’M CUMMING!"

Hearing her intense words, made me cum inside her as well.

"N-NHNNNN!!~~" The scream that followed was pure, unadulterated release. Her body convulsed around me, her pussy gushing in a way it never had before, I buried myself as deeply as possible inside to preserve the warm, tight heavenly feeling.

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Shit.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I got carried away and ended up taking the virginity of a noblewoman who already has a fiancé...

Wait, maybe it’s not so terrible if the fiancé isn’t particularly important...

I should probably ask her about him.

Clarisse was sleeping deeply on the lab table, only her butt trembling slightly as white fluid dripped down from her holes.

I gave her pale, massive, soft butt a slap.

SLAP!

"Nhnn~!"

The sharp, stinging slap against her already sore and reddened buttock jolted her back from the haze of her catastrophic orgasm. A fresh wave of heat bloomed on her skin, mixing with the deeper, throbbing ache inside her. Her body was still trembling, oversensitive and utterly spent.

She lay there for a moment, breathless, then said in a hoarse voice. "Lysander..." She paused as she swallowed. Her throat must really ache after the way I fucked it. Then, she said in a softer voice, as if correcting herself, "Dorian... Lysander."

"....."

Shit.




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