[Note: Read up to Chapter - 87 on P atreon at: p-atreon.com/Knockturn_Alley]
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[Note: Be Warned. Chapter contains R*pe scene. Reader descrtion is advised.]
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"I… It's coming… cumminggggg…. Iyyaaaaahhhh~!"
The pressure broke sideways as a hot spurt she couldn't command leaked out… splattering and sprinkling at places it shouldn't have.
Pshhhhh~ splshhh~ splat! splat!
After releasing several waves of juices from her pussy alongside a shower from her urethra, her body finally began to calm, leaving her gasping for breath. "Haaah… haaah…"
"Wh-what have I done…?" she murmured, her cheeks burning hot and her mind cloudy.
But even if her mind may have been muddled, she clearly realized that she had released liquid from two different places at the same time—one from deep inside her vagina, and the other from her urethral opening.
The liquid released within her vagina coated Kanzou's cock, still buried in her tight, quivering cave, making the following pistoning even more slick and lubricated.
As for the sudden spray from her urethra… it splattered everywhere. Her stomach, her pelvis, her bush, Kanzou's abdomen, his balls, and even the sheets beneath her were left completely drenched.
She felt humiliated—more than she already had from everything he'd forced her to endure. But this… this felt like a whole new depth of shame. Orgasming was one thing… but peeing on herself while being fucked? That was a different level entirely.
"K… kill me…" she murmured in a dazed tone, her eyes unfocused. She wished the earth would swallow her whole so she could vanish forever… and if not earth, then Kanzou would just do the deed so that she wouldn't have to live a minute more…
She really didn't want to… not after what she had done…
"What are you on about? That wasn't pee… that was something else—something good…" Kanzou smirked.
But his words never reached her. In that moment, the only thought echoing in Mikoto's mind was, 'I… I peed… I peed… I peed… To have peed like that in front of him… I want to die…!'
Watching her in that state, Kanzou slowly pulled his soaked cock from her drenched pussy with a wet plop. Immediately, her juices trailed down his shaft as her folds quivered and gaped involuntarily from the sudden emptiness.
Ignoring that, he slipped one hand beneath her neck to lift her dazed head, while the other slid two fingers deep inside the very cunt he had been fucking just moments ago. His fingers teased her inner walls while his thumb toyed with her clitoris, and he said, "Look at this…"
"Mmm~! Aaah~!" Mikoto moaned under his relentless fingering, the same overwhelming sensation from moments ago rapidly building again, frightening her. "N… not… not again…"
"It… It's coming again…" she gasped, her eyes rolling back as her hips jerked upward uncontrollably—until once again, streams of clear fluid burst from her urethral opening.
Pfftt~ Shhhk~ Shhhhhhh~
This time, though, because the release only came from one place, she was able to see it more clearly as she saw the crystal-clear liquid spraying from her urethra, drenching Kanzou's hand.
"Fufu… that wasn't pee… that was squirt. Congratulations, Mikoto-san… you're a squirter…" Kanzou laughed, rubbing his fingers side to side through the spraying juices, smearing them over her thighs until they glistened—not from sweat, but from her own release.
"Sq… squirter?" She didn't immediately understand what that meant… but one thing she did grasp was that it wasn't pee. That small realization made her feel a little better, enough for the thought of wanting to die to fade.
But the relief was short-lived. The next moment, as she once again became aware of her current situation—and the fact that she was still squirting—she didn't feel good at all. Even if her mind rejected it, her body betrayed her; the relentless fingering of her pussy and her G-spot being teased continued to send waves of pleasure through her, forcing moans past her lips.
"Mmf… aah… ha~"
For Kanzou, who wasn't a virgin and had plenty of sexual experience, finding a woman's G-spot wasn't difficult. He located Mikoto's with ease and relentlessly stimulated it, flooding her senses with intense pleasure and forcing yet another orgasm out of her.
"Cummingggg… cumming agaaainnn~!" Mikoto moaned as her legs trembled, toes curled, back arched, and head snapped back. Another orgasm ripped through her, waves upon waves of pleasure surging out from her pussy.
When the last wave subsided, he lifted his hand, dripping with her fluids, and held it before her lips. "Come on… open up…"
Mikoto didn't want to… but did she have a choice? Of course not.
Kanzou pried her mouth open and slid his soaked fingers inside, forcing her to taste her own squirt and pussy juices as he teased, "Don't worry… it's not pee… just taste it, you'll know…"
Mikoto wanted to argue—how could she possibly know, after all, she had never tasted pee, and she was never going to taste it—but with his hand in her mouth, she couldn't say a word. Her tongue moved involuntarily, swirling around his fingers as a mix of faint salty, fruity, and metallic tang spread across her tongue, mingling with the intrusive presence of his hand.
For some reason, tasting her own juices again left her senses numb and her mind hazy… before she even realized it, she began to move subconsciously, as if craving more, and noticing this, Kanzou let out a smile as he began thrusting his fingers deeper into her mouth.
Gwack! Gwack!
Slurp!
Chuu!
Plop!
Of course, his hand wasn't the only thing invading her. His cock hadn't remained dangling outside… it was once again buried deep inside her pussy as he resumed pounding her.
Plap! Plap!
Each ruthless thrust sent ripples through her body, her breasts bouncing in rhythm with the movement.
Squelch! Squelch!
Lewd sounds spilled from her soaked pussy with every thrust, mixing with her muffled moans, "Hnnngh~ Mmh… ahh… hnghh~" Her cries were garbled only because Kanzou's fingers were stuffed deep inside her mouth.
Glu! Glu!
Wet sounds echoed as he toyed with her throat and tongue. Sometimes he thrust his fingers down deep, other times he swirled them lazily, playing with her soft tongue before pulling them out with a wet pop and brushing them across her lips like a kiss—only to shove them back inside again, repeating the humiliating process over and over.
And all this while, the relentless clap of flesh against flesh echoed in the room, growing louder and louder.
Shap! Shap! Shap!
"Mmm~ Ah… ahh… haaahh!" Mikoto's muffled moans rose in pitch, her body writhing helplessly beneath him.
Kanzou grinned as he looked down at her, "That's it, Mikoto-san… moan… moan… and keep moaning…"
If anyone else had been in the house, they would have surely heard her cries and come to check up on her. But fortunately, there was no one—just Kanzou and Mikoto—allowing her to unravel completely under his merciless pounding.
Still, if anyone had seen her in this state, they would have doubted their own eyes, convinced they were under a genjutsu. Because this woman—sweaty, shameless, and gasping beneath him—looked nothing like the graceful and poised Uchiha Mikoto they knew.
The Uchiha Mikoto everyone knew was the very picture of elegance and grace… a true Yamato Nadeshiko. But the woman underneath him looked nothing like that. Right now, she seemed more like a whore—completely unlike the dignified Mikoto they all recognized.
Thinking of the difference, a wicked thought crossed Kanzou's mind: 'What would Fugaku feel if he saw his own fiancée moaning so shamelessly beneath me?'
'Kukuku! He'd definitely lose his mind…' Kanzou mused darkly, a cruel smirk tugging at his lips.
But then again… even if Fugaku did lose his mind, given his personality, Kanzou doubted he would actually do anything. When the Uchiha Clan was on the verge of extermination at the hands of his own son, he did nothing—so what could he possibly do if he learned his fiancée had been violated by another man?
'That wouldn't be fun… I need to push him, to rile him up… to make him burn with jealousy and feel the sting of humiliation for being cucked beyond measure…'
Yes—Kanzou wanted Fugaku to suffer like a true cuck and be consumed by that torment.
As he thought of how to make that happen, his eyes landed on the strip of black fabric binding Mikoto's wrists. An amused smile crept across his lips. 'Yeah… that will prove useful…'
He decided he'd take it with him later—but only after finishing his fun, after pounding her pussy and pleasuring himself to the fullest.
Temporarily pushing those thoughts aside, Kanzou focused only on her, his thrusts quickening with renewed vigor and intensity.
Shlap! Shlap! Shlap!
As Kanzou's thrusts grew harsher and faster, Mikoto's moans spilled louder, "Hnng~ Aaahhh… mmmnn…"
Each brutal push gave a stone-heavy pressure low in her belly, making her arch her back involuntarily, her body trembling as the sharp mix of pain and pleasure kept flooding her core beyond her capacity and even invaded her mind, flooding it to the brim.
Smirking down at her, Kanzou leaned closer, pinching her hardened nipples between his fingers. His gaze locked with hers—eyes clouded with lust, anger, and helplessness—as he teased, "Mikoto-san… you really are enjoying this… aren't you?"
"N… no… aaahh~ H-how could… mmm~ ah… that be… ahhh…" Mikoto tried to refute between ragged cries, but it didn't matter—her body was far too honest.
"Really? Then how do you explain those moans? Do you even hear yourself?" Kanzou taunted, slowing his thrusts just enough for her to recognize her own shameless cries.
"Aaahh~ nnnnghh~ haaahhh… ahhh~!"
"Hnnnn~ ahhh… mmfhh~ haaahhh…!"
Kanzou leaned close with a smirk. "That's your answer."
"T… this is… aaah~ it… it's just… mmm~… ahh…" Mikoto tried to speak, but her words collapsed into broken fragments, lost beneath the overwhelming dual stimulation as Kanzou bit down on her swollen nipples, tugging and teasing them with his mouth.
And the worst part? When she did hear herself… she realized her own voice wouldn't stop. The pleasure was striking so deeply, it was almost corrupting her mind. That awareness only deepened her shame.
"What are you even saying? I don't understand… Try saying it to me without moaning… otherwise, it wouldn't make any sense…" Kanzou mocked, releasing her nipples and leaning forward until his face hovered just above hers, their eyes locking.
But Mikoto couldn't say anything without moaning because she simply couldn't stop moaning… Kanzou wouldn't let her… even if she tried, he'd make sure to pound her more furiously just so that she continues to moan hopelessly.
Looking at her somewhat hopeless state, his lips curled into a grin. "No matter how much you deny it… You're still loving this. Even though you're being coerced and threatened… and should be reluctant and opposed… you're actually enjoying it, Mikoto-san. Could it be… that you're secretly a pervert?"
"N… no~" Mikoto refused adamantly, but the delirious tremor in her voice betrayed her. Even though she shouted her denial, it didn't sound convincing at all… not even to herself.
Kanzou chuckled darkly and twisted her words into a cruel mockery. "When a woman says no… it usually means yes, doesn't it? So, even though you're refusing… you're actually agreeing. You're enjoying the situation you're in."
Mikoto wanted to cry. 'What kind of messed-up logic is that? A… Although what he said might be true in many circumstances… obviously not in this one…'
But no matter how many times she tried to deny it, Kanzou made it meaningless… either he didn't let her speak at all… or if he allowed her to speak, he bent her words as if her refusal didn't exist.
Worse, despite the humiliation and hating every moment of it, her body betrayed her—responding with undeniable pleasure. That cruel truth crushed her spirit and left her drowning in hopelessness, making her even wonder if she really was the kind of pervert he accused her of being.
'No… no… no… I'm not a pervert…!' she thought desperately, shaking her head, unwilling to accept the label.
But what did it matter what she wanted?
From the very beginning, what she wanted never mattered.
What mattered was that Kanzou wanted to fuck her. He had threatened her with her grandfather's life to force her into this, and now he was fucking her, achieving his objective and relishing every moment of it while simultaneously assaulting her mind, breaking her down piece by piece.
After all, the true thrill for him wasn't the act itself. No… much of it came from the fact that she was utterly helpless beneath him, her will eroding, her mind fracturing inch by inch.
That look of helplessness and pain—blended with unwanted yet uncontrollable lust—filled him with pure euphoria.
Gripping her waist tightly, Kanzou thrust into her with rapid, unrelenting force—shpa, shpa, shpa—his ragged cries spilling out as he called her name over and over, staring into her eyes as though claiming her as his possession.
"Mikoto-san… Mikoto-san… Mikoto-san… haah… you're so beautiful, Mikoto-san… Seeing you moaning beneath me like this… it makes me want to make you mine… keep fucking you again and again… and fill you up with my cum…"
"N… no…" Mikoto almost shrieked the moment he mentioned filling her up with his cum. Panic surged through her, cutting through the haze of lust clouding her mind and forcing her to struggle, desperate to break free.
The situation was already unbearable, but if he released his seed inside her… wouldn't that make everything worse?
What if she became pregnant with his child?
'No… that would be disastrous.' She couldn't allow herself to carry the child of someone who wasn't her fiancé and whom she wasn't supposed to marry. The very thought terrified her… and she struggled harder to break free.
But could she really escape from him?
Obviously not… not to mention the vast difference in their strength. Her hands were bound, her legs weak and trembling from the relentless pounding… and with his thick cock ramming deep into her sensitive pussy, as a deep, folding ache that buckled her breath and pressing against her G-Spot, draining all her strength, how could she possibly break away?
Yet again, Mikoto realized the futility of resisting… she was far too weak. So instead, she tried to beg, reasoning with him between ragged breaths, "No… no… mmf… you can't… you can't do that… If I get pre… pregnant… it won't be good for either of us…"
But seeing her panic only thrilled Kanzou further. He laughed darkly, "Fufu~ pregnant with my child? Is that what scares you, Mikoto-san? But for some reason… just the thought of you carrying my child excites me… I'd love to see Fugaku's face when he stares in shock at your swollen belly…"
The horrified expression on Mikoto's face was like a drug to him, and just imagining the kind of face Fugaku would make if Mikoto ended up getting pregnant with his child sent his excitement soaring until he felt his release building.
Instantly, Kanzou became restless, and the desire to squirt his seeds into her pussy became stronger… His thrusts grew even more frenzied as he gasped, "Haah… haah… i-it's coming… it's coming soon… get ready… get ready to take all my cum in your pussy, Mikoto-san…"
"Nnf… aah… ha~" Moans were all Mikoto could manage beneath Kanzou's relentless pounding. Her fear only deepened as she saw the determined look on his face, knowing he intended to finish inside her as he thrusted into her with all his strength, which felt extremely brutal.
Each brutal drive of his cock made its outline bulge visibly against her lower belly, a sight that only spurred him to pound her harder, as though he wanted to rattle every bone in her body.
Mikoto wanted desperately to stop him, but there was nothing she could do. Her body betrayed her as her pussy convulsed under the merciless and brutal thrusts, squelching out orgasm after orgasm until her mind turned hazy and muddled, her slack tongue spilling out helpless moans, "Aah… haa… mmm~"
The merciless pounding didn't even allow her to keep her thoughts straight. The only reason she could still form any thoughts at all was because of Kanzou's words echoing in her mind… but those thoughts terrified her, for they all revolved around the possibility of becoming pregnant with his seed.
That very fear only served to drive Kanzou wilder. He felt his cock pulse, twitch, and swell to its limit as he reached the very edge of restraint.
"Uggh… can't hold back anymore…" he groaned, his voice thick with lust. With a final brutal thrust, he buried himself as deep as possible, pressing against her womb. "Haaah… cumming… I'm going to flood your pussy, Mikoto-san!"
"N… no… don't… please…!" Mikoto cried, shaking her head, desperate to escape—but her bound body betrayed her, her weak legs trembling helplessly as he held her in place.
"Guhhh…" Kanzou growled as thick, hot semen gushed inside her, splattering deep against her cervix.
Mikoto's eyes widened in horror, then rolled back as her body convulsed violently."Aaaahhh~! Haaahhh~!" The shameful moans spilled out as her body reached climax in perfect sync with his release.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Ropes of hot semen continued to spill from his cock as Mikoto's tight pussy clenched and milked him greedily, as though determined to drain every last drop, which made him groan in pleasure, letting out a sigh, "Haah," before turning his gaze to Mikoto.
Watching her gasp for breath, her half-lidded eyes hazy with exhaustion and lingering pleasure, Kanzou smirked darkly. Leaning close to her ear, he whispered mockingly, "Fufu~ Look at you, Mikoto-san… moaning so sweetly while I'm filling your womb. Even while being forced, your body welcomes me… You really are a pervert, aren't you?"
Mikoto's face burned crimson as tears mixed with sweat on her cheeks. "N… no… I'm not…!" she tried to deny weakly, but her trembling body, spasming around his cock, told the truth.
"Don't lie to me," Kanzou sneered, thrusting shallowly to milk out the last of his semen inside her. "Your pussy is squeezing me so tight right now… If you really hated it, why are you cumming all over my cock?"
His mocking words cut deeper than the act itself, leaving Mikoto utterly broken—humiliated by the undeniable betrayal of her own body as tears streamed endlessly from her eyes.
Yet again, Kanzou paid no mind to her tears. With his cock still buried deep inside her pussy, he shifted on the futon and lay down beside her, murmuring to himself, "Let's try some spooning…"
Rolling her onto her side so that her pale back rested against his chest, he pulled her closer, pressing her firmly to him. Then, lifting one of her smooth thighs, he held it aloft to create a fresh, open angle for his thrusts to drive into her more easily.
The sudden movement and change in position startled her. Tear-streaked and trembling, she glanced back at him and asked shakily, "Wh-what are you doing now?"
He had already taken what he wanted—fucking her senseless and even releasing inside her despite her desperate begging and pleas. So why was he holding her like this now? Was he planning to cuddle her? Coddle her? Apologize to her? Maybe even soothe her heart?
Mikoto doubted it. After being abused and used so brutally just moments ago, there was no way he would suddenly turn gentle.
Even if he wanted to try that, Mikoto wouldn't accept it—and not that it would work on her anyway.
And sure enough, she was right. Kanzou had no intention of comforting her. No—he had something else in mind. Smirking wickedly, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Now… I'm starting the second round of fucking."
"What? S-Second round?" Mikoto was taken aback… she hadn't expected this at all.
Having finished once already, she expected him to get up and leave… but instead, he was preparing to start the second round of fucking?
How could that be?
Wasn't one round supposed to be a man's limit?
"Mikoto-san… you didn't think it would end with just one round, did you? I can still go on for two, maybe even three more rounds… so you have to be prepared…" Kanzou smirked, his cock still rock hard.
He might not have the monstrous virility to keep going endlessly, but three to four rounds were hardly impossible for him.
While the volume of his release would naturally lessen with each climax, his stamina and strength posed no issue—he had plenty to spare. And he intended to make full use of it, determined to give Mikoto an unforgettable first experience.
'Well… I doubt it isn't already an unforgettable first experience,' thought Kanzou in amusement.
Hearing that he intended to fuck her two or three more times, despair once again clouded Mikoto's mind. The mere thought of enduring more left her trembling inside and filled with revulsion.
But she didn't even have the chance to sink fully into that despair, nor to voice any refusal. Before she could, he issued another cruel reminder: "Remember… Tadayoshi-sama's life is at stake. You wouldn't refuse me, would you?"
"N… No… y… you can continue Kanzou-sama," Mikoto stammered… giving up… even as tears fell…
What else could she do? With the life of her grandfather on the line… could she still refuse him?
"Fufu… aren't you a clever woman? That's a good quality to have…" Kanzou chuckled.
With her thigh lifted high and his cock still buried deep inside her, he began moving his hips again, resuming his relentless thrusts, forcing her into yet another round she could only dread.
*PLAK* *PLAK* *PLAK*
And while fucking her pussy, he buried his lips against the nape of her neck, biting down and leaving marks of ownership across her pale skin, all while forcing out delirious moans from her lips that were filled with pleasure, pain, and despair…
"Aaahhhh…! Haaahh~! Hnnghh…!"
Indeed, despair for Uchiha Mikoto had only just begun…!
There was still so much more she would be forced to endure…!
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