[Note: Be Warned. Chapter contains R*pe scene. Reader descrtion is advised.]
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"Uuuuwwaaaahhh…"
Watching Mikoto cry from losing her innocence, her maidenhood, and being turned into a woman in such a forced manner, Kanzou smirked with sadistic satisfaction. He knew his actions would leave her with a terrible memory and emotional scars she could never overcome… but did he care? Not in the slightest. In fact, not only did he disregard her emotional state and the pain she was enduring, he was entirely focused on the exquisite sensation coursing through his cock as her virgin pussy gripped him tightly.
It felt to him as if his length was wrapped in a warm, wet, velvety vice. Every inch of Mikoto's untouched walls resisted the intrusion of the large, foreign cock — but that resistance only heightened Kanzou's euphoria.
"No matter how many times I take a woman's virginity… it never stops feeling incredible," he muttered under his breath.
This wasn't the first time he had entered a virgin pussy… in fact, he had done so several times before. He had even taken the virginity of the kunoichi who was part of the same squad as him back when they were fighting on the front lines in the Land of Rain… so this was nothing new to him.
But he had to admit… the sensation of fucking a virgin was something else entirely.
Beyond the raw sexual gratification brought about by their tightness, it brought with it a deep, intoxicating sense of psychological satisfaction. After all, taking a woman's virginity wasn't just about claiming her physically — it was about leaving an indelible mark on both her body and her mind, a mark that declared exactly who she belonged to from that moment onward.
And since now he had left a mark on Mikoto's body and mind, she belonged to him…
"Now that you already belong to me, it's time for me to enjoy you thoroughly…" Kanzou laughed, drinking in her cry like a fine wine as he pressed on, pushing his cock deeper into her vagina.
"Aaahh…" Mikoto let out a sharp cry, a trembling mix of pain and unwanted pleasure — but he ignored it and pushed in further.
The deeper he went, the more he felt her inner walls struggling to mold around his size — an exquisite, almost desperate tightness. Her body resisted yet struggled to adapt, and that intoxicating contradiction drove him to push even deeper until the swollen head of his cock pressed firmly against her cervix.
"It's… it's too much…" she said gasping for quick, short breaths through her tears as her chest rose and fell rapidly while she felt her insides being stretched in ways she had never imagined as the thick, blunt length and girth crowded her from within and the swollen head of his cock pressed against her cervix, sending a strange, uncomfortable pulse through her core that drew a helpless whimper from her lips.
"Not even three-fourths, huh?" Kanzou murmured, noticing that less than three-quarters of his length had entered, yet the tip was already kissing her cervix, leaving Mikoto feeling impossibly full…
But this wasn't much of a surprise — Mikoto was a virgin, and there was only so much a virgin cave could take. The fact that she could manage even this much on her first time was already impressive… likely thanks to her subconscious use of chakra to keep from being torn apart. Any more, and she truly might have been.
Kanzou knew that the inside of a woman's vagina was elastic by nature. With enough fucking, her pussy would gradually adjust to his size, and he'd eventually be able to put the entire 9.6 inches into her, bury himself to the very base.
So there was no immediate rush in that regard — not in his mind.
For now, he intended to enjoy things exactly as they were.
And that's what he did as the heat of her insides clung snugly to every inch of him, leaving no space between them. The wet, gripping warmth, the faint tremors of her inner walls, and the knowledge that she was completely filled by him, whether she wanted it or not, were utterly intoxicating.
For Mikoto, it was the crushing reality that there was nowhere left to retreat.
But truthfully, that reality had already settled in the moment he carried her into her bedroom… now, all that remained was to endure — and that thought of having to endure what was coming, terrified her, and made her anxious, sending her breathing into ragged bursts as she began to hyperventilate.
'Is she hyperventilating?' he thought with a frown. He wasn't sure, but decided not to risk it.
Kanzou didn't immediately move. He simply stayed there, burying half his sword into the very depths of her fleshy hilt and allowing Mikoto to steady her breathing…
His goal was to torment her, not kill her or leave her unconscious.
Killing her would be easy, but wouldn't earn him a significant amount of Evil Points… but tormenting her would probably do so, but to be tormented, he needed her stable — and for that, a pause was necessary.
As he paused, Kanzou began to gently, almost teasingly, caress her inner thighs and the sweat-slicked curves of her hips as well as her flat, toned stomach and naval, coaxing her body into feeling just safe enough to steady her breath and ease her hyperventilation.
"Haaaah… haaah…"
For Mikoto, the stillness was almost worse. As her chest rose and fell in gasping breaths, her body pulsed around the intruder inside her, each heartbeat making her painfully aware of just how impossibly deep he was. The weight of him filled her lower belly like a solid, throbbing mass.
Yet again, Kanzou was indifferent to it all… all he cared about was her breathing, and once he felt that her breathing had somewhat stabilized, and she was no longer hyperventilating out of anxiety and fear, he stopped his caresses and moved without warning — slowly drawing back.
In that moment, Mikoto had to go through a new form of torment as the thick length dragged against her raw, tender walls, pulling at places she didn't even know could feel so exposed. She winced at the friction, "Aaaahh…" the sensation forcing her to subconsciously clench her inner muscles harder in a futile attempt to halt his withdrawal.
Kanzou felt that tightening instantly as her pussy walls tried to keep him in, even if her mind screamed otherwise. It made the pull-out deliciously slow as the heat gripped every ridge and vein until only the swollen head remained inside.
"Let's try this again…" he said, then he pushed forward again.
Mikoto's breath hitched sharply as the pressure returned, parting her anew despite her body's protest. The gliding stretch sent a dull ache up her spine as it arched subconsciously, followed by that too-deep, bruising nudge against her cervix.
She couldn't stop the choked whimper that escaped her lips, "Nnn~"
Kanzou's grin widened. "Well, well… it seems you're starting to feel it, Mikoto-san."
His words only made her more conscious of the pleasure creeping into her body.
"No… no… that can't be… no… Nnn~" she wanted to protest, but another involuntary moan slipped from her lips as he resumed.
"And you are saying that you aren't feeling it…" Kanzou chuckled slyly, reaching out for clit with his hand and began to play with it while giving her slow, deliberate thrusts, each time drawing his cock nearly out before sinking the head to the base of her cervix again.
Every thrust brought the same overwhelming fullness, the same hot weight pressing into places she'd never felt touched before. Her toes curled against the futon, her bound wrists tugging weakly against the panties holding them, as if she could anchor herself against the slow, invasive rhythm.
By the eighth or ninth stroke, her breathing had become uneven, not from hyperventilating, but from arousal as half-shallow gasps, half-trembling sighs escaped from her lips; she didn't mean to let out.
"Nnnn~ Nnnn~ Hnnng~"
She even tried to bite her lips to keep the moans from escaping, but she couldn't help it — they slipped out against her will as her body grew weak to the pleasure.
She hated that her body was reacting to Kanzou's slow, deliberate thrusts, yet she couldn't stop it.
And Kanzou, hearing those tiny, reluctant sounds, only slowed down further… making each movement drag, making her pussy ache for it, "Haaahhh~"
She felt troubled… on one hand, she wanted him to stop… on the other hand, her body desperately ached for more… for him to go faster… give her what she needed…
Coincidentally, Kanzou also felt the same, as only a minute later, his patience began to grow thin — not from boredom, but from the growing urge to push her further.
"This is too slow… let's speed up a little…"
He'd already felt how snugly she could take him; now he wanted to know how much she could endure.
He withdrew slowly once more, letting her feel every ridge drag along her tender inner walls… then slammed back into her in one sharp, decisive thrust, pa!
Mikoto gasped, "Nnnnghhhh~"
The sudden force sent a shock through her entire body, her hips jolting from the impact. The blunt cock head struck deep, pressing hard against her cervix, and a sharp ache bloomed low in her belly. Her bound hands pulled instinctively against the restraint, and her thighs twitched in a reflex to close — but Kanzou's grip on her hips held her wide open.
Kanzou grinned at the way her body tensed under him, "Hmm… now that is a good reaction…"
That startled gasp, that helpless flinch — they were proof that his change in pace had landed exactly as he intended.
"Let's continue this." Without giving her a moment to recover, he pulled back just far enough for her walls to cling desperately to him, then drove himself in with the same ruthless force — his balls smacking against her skin with a sharp pa!
Each time Kanzou thrust into her pussy, he went harder and faster than before, going into her deepest part, his balls striking her and his thighs slapping against her hips again and again — pa! pa! pa! pa!
Mikoto's breathing grew ragged with each thrust, her voice breaking into louder, half-formed whimpers that blended with the sound of flesh clapping against flesh. "Aaahh! Aaahh! Aaahh!"
The sharp ache of each deep impact mixed with a heavy, dragging fullness that made her feel as if there were no space left inside her. Her mind screamed that she hated it — 'I hate this…! I hate this…! I hate this…!' — but her body betrayed her as a faint warmth began to pool low in her abdomen. 'Why does this feel so good…?'
She seemed trapped in a cruel dilemma — hating the situation she was in, yet feeling deeply aroused.
'Even though… even though I'm being raped… even though I'm being violated… why does this feel so good…?' The thought made her want to cry even more.
Kanzou noticed her inner turmoil and smirked as he taunted, "Looks like you're enjoying this, Mikoto-san…"
The subtle change in her heat and wetness of her pussy and the faint tremor in her muscles that wasn't just from resisting — it all told him her body was beginning to give in to the pleasure, no matter what her mind screamed. That was what made it intoxicating for him — not just the physical sensation, but the power of knowing he could force her into this contradiction.
Of course, Mikoto refused to admit how good it felt. "No… ahh… it doesn't… nngggh! I-It doesn't feel… hnng~ g-good at all…!"
After all, admitting it would mean she was enjoying being raped… and what kind of woman could ever admit to that? What kind of woman could ever enjoy being raped?
"Hoo…? Is that so?" Kanzou smirked. "Since that's the case… let's try changing things up a little." He stopped thrusting and lifted both her legs, pressing them onto her shoulders.
"Wh-what are you doing…?" Mikoto gasped in shame. The position was far too indecent. It exposed everything to his eyes.
"Hehe… this isn't over yet…" Kanzou chuckled as he leaned forward, gripping her bound hands and using them to anchor her legs, positioning her feet beside her ears, as her bound arms automatically forced her legs wide open, spreading her pussy, giving him full access to her holes.
"Now… this position is good," he said, swirling saliva on his tongue that he dropped on her pussy lips.
"This… this…" Mikoto stammered, shaking her head. "No… no… this… this position…"
Seeing her flustered state, Kanzou tilted his head and asked, "Could it be that you're unable to hold this position?"
"No… no… that's not the issue…" Mikoto quickly denied.
While the position might have been difficult for many women, she was a trained kunoichi — her body was flexible, and holding it wasn't a problem. Let alone this position… she could even hold a more dangerous and complex position without any problem. But that wasn't the issue. The real problem was…
"It's too shameful…" she admitted, her face flushed red. The humiliation of being forced to display herself to him like this made her want to die.
"Yes, of course I know that — which is exactly why I put you in this position," Kanzou chuckled, stroking the back of her shapely thighs before adding with a smirk, "And now, I'm going to pound you in this position…"
Leaning in, he captured her lips in a forceful kiss before driving his cock into the depths of her pussy again, each thrust fueled with renewed passion.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
The sound echoed as each hard thrust grounded directly against the deepest part of her, as the outline of his cock going in and out became visible from the bulge that kept appearing on her stomach.
The difference was also immediate as Mikoto's gasps grew sharper and her legs trembled harder under her own grip with each thrust.
Separating from her lips, Kanzou smiled and asked, "You feel that, Mikoto-san?" His voice was low and mocking.
Mikoto shook her head, eyes squeezed shut, as if denying his words could somehow make them less true.
But the truth was impossible to escape because every deep push made her body shiver, every sharp withdrawal left her walls clenching on empty air, desperate to close.
Even though she didn't want to give in and accept the pleasure, her own loud moans and her ache for more made it harder to hold her ground.
"Nghhh! Aaaah! Aaah~! Ahhh~!"
"I'll take that as an answer…" Kanzou smirked before leaning in to kiss her again. He sucked on her lips and tongue, even bit on them, drawing some blood, giving her a blend of pain and pleasure to satisfy his twisted tendencies, all while beginning to alternate his pace inside her pussy.
At times, he gave her slow, grinding strokes that forced her to feel every inch of him, making her body crave more despite her mind's protests. Then, without warning, he would deliver a series of brutal thrusts, slamming the head of his cock against her cervix and making her arch her back, her eyes rolling in involuntary pleasure.
The unpredictability kept her off balance, unable to brace herself for what was coming next. And slowly… a new sensation she had never once felt before began to build deep within her — something that felt like it wanted to be released.
A few more thrusts later, as that strange sensation grew stronger and stronger, as if sea waves hitting a beach, Mikoto felt as if she were about to pee… and she didn't want to.
The thought of doing that in this situation was unbearably shameful. She tried to fight the urge, clenching her pelvic muscles tightly to hold it back, but it was no use — with each thrust, the sensation only intensified.
"I… I don't want to… nnngh…" she gasped, finally left with no choice but to beg, her voice trembling. "St-stop… s-shtop… please…"
"Stop? Why stop? It feels so damn good… why would I stop?!" Kanzou refused, his tone dripping with pleasure as he relished every second of pounding her pussy.
And of course, he felt incredible — it had been a long time since he'd experienced this kind of bliss. After all, it had been a long time since he'd fucked a virgin. Naturally, there was no way he was going to stop… especially not before he painted her pussy with his seed.
So, not only did he not stop, but pounded her harder…
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! PA!
Her breathing hitched, each gasp coming quicker, shallower, and louder, her voice breaking into fragmented sounds that barely resembled words, "Nnnhh~… s-some… something's… coming…! Hhhhaaah~… shh-shhtop…! I… c-can't hold…!"
Kanzou blinked for a moment as his smirk deepened, realizing what was happening. "Then don't fight it, Mikoto-san… let it happen… let it come out…" His voice was low, steady, as if he were coaxing a surrender he knew was inevitable.
"Hhh… how… c-could I…? Nnnhh~… c-can't… I-I… nooo~…"
She was breathless, unfocused, and overwhelmed, her words shattering into fragments between gasps and moans as she fought against the rising urge. Her toes curled, and her legs trembled so violently she feared they might give out. Inside her, the tension wound tighter and tighter, an unbearable knot straining toward release.
"P-pwease…" Mikoto begged again, fresh tears spilling from her eyes.
"No can do, Mikoto-san…" Kanzou only smirked at her pleading expression, leaning down to lick the tears from her cheeks before silencing her with a kiss. His hands slid to her breasts, fingers finding her nipples and pinching them firmly while the pounding continued.
The relentless pounding, the deep kiss, and the sharp pinch on her sensitive peaks—it was too much for a virgin like Mikoto.
Despite trying with all her strength, she could no longer hold back.
In that instant, the unbearable pressure inside her finally broke. Her back arched, head tipping back as her eyes lost focus and her mouth fell open in a choked, desperate cry, "I… It's coming… Iyyaaaaahhhh~!" The release crashed through her in several waves as crystal-clear fluid erupted from her urethral opening—squirttt… squirttt… squirttt…!
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