"Pu, pull out quickllly hueeeungh...!"
"Even if I want to pull out, how can I when Kelsey's pussy is clenching my dick so tight?"
"Bu, bullshit don't speaaak hueeeut…! Pu, pull outtt hueungh…!?"
"Your mouth says that, but your lower mouth doesn't want to spit it out? It's clenching even harder?"
Whispering in her ear, congratulating her on losing virginity, and removing the panties gagged in her mouth as a gift.
But unlike the pussy clenching my dick tightly, her mouth was still arrogant.
"Sh, shut uuuup!!"
"Too much. Insulting the guy who kindly made you a woman?"
"Wh, who did it on their oownn...!?"
"You're scattering moans saying it feels good kissing your womb right now."
"Oooooo...!? C, cumminng...!?"
From the owner of a sensual figure and captivating looks, Kelsey's mouth echoed pig-like squeals slaughtering throughout the room.
"Haha. What an unsightly moan."
"C, cuuummming!?"
"Can't understand a word?"
To me, who had practiced variously with the mansion maids, the Kelsey who was a virgin just dozens of minutes ago couldn't stay sane.
Her pitiful looks and frail build contrasted with the grotesquely long and thick huge cock.
Normal men would shoot one load, or at most two or three, then feel extreme fatigue and sage time emptiness.
But Allen's body is different.
With inexhaustible stamina like a spring that never dries no matter how much you scoop. Even a saintess abstaining from lust would make vulgar moans like Kelsey now.
"I'll shoot another load into your womb, so if you squirt pee again this time, you'll get punished?"
"Hngggggrrrrrrrt...!?"
The number of times I ejaculated into Kelsey's pussy since stealing her virginity, including now, was five.
The semen already filling her pussy and womb had no more space; every hip movement made previously shot semen gush out.
Shooting the fifth load into her womb finally crushed Kelsey's reason under pleasure.
Excessively applied and ingested aphrodisiac.
To Kelsey, a virgin until dozens of minutes ago, the nickname Witch of Lust was too wasteful.
But now, rolling on the bed, as soon as the inserted dick pulls out, semen gushes out as if waiting, scattering vulgar orgasms—this Kelsey seemed reborn as the true Witch of Lust?
"Hoo…. Hot, so hot. Meril."
Pulling my dick from Kelsey's pussy after shooting semen for quite a long time, standing outside the bed.
I called Meril, who had been secretly masturbating watching me and Kelsey mate.
"Yes, yeees...!? D, did you call?"
"Bring some water from that shelf over there."
"Ah, yes, yes!"
Hurriedly lowering her skirt, Meril exclaimed in a dazed voice and brought water from the shelf.
"He, here it is, Allen Doryeonim…."
Meril handing over a cup of clear water.
But I waved my hand refusing the cup water, and Meril tilted her head asking why.
"No. I taught you last time, right? When it's just you and me, how to give it properly."
"Ah, th, that… but with the witch here, that's…."
"It's fine. She's not a witch. Just a new slave moaning away impaled on dick."
"...Th, then… excuuuse meee…."
Meril shyly.
As she brought the water cup to her mouth, she hesitated slightly, then with a determined face, took a moderate sip.
"Uuuuup…."
"Can't understand a word. Anyway, feed me quick. Your master's throat is burning."
I lightly tapped her mouth with my finger.
Then Meril closed her eyes briefly in embarrassment, soon opened them, and her cute lips holding water approached me.
"Uuuuu...."
With a short whimper. Her lips holding water opened, and slightly lukewarm water flowed into my mouth.
"Throat's soothed now."
Quenching my throat with water from Meril's mouth, I untied the ropes binding Kelsey's limbs one by one.
"Wounds are pretty bad."
Resisting pathetically with a body soaked in aphrodisiac, her wrists and ankles had skin scraped off by ropes, blood beading.
"Meril. There's a box with ointment and bandages in that drawer over there."
"Ah, yes."
Meril, who transferred water mouth-to-mouth, hurried to open the drawer as before.
Before bringing the box, I took the water bottle Meril brought, lightly washed my hands, and carefully rinsed the rope-scraped wounds with water.
"Uuuuu…."
I said carefully, but the witch felt pain during the wound cleaning.
"Here it is."
"Good job. Then help with treatment."
"Yes."
Trembling arms and legs.
Ordering Meril to lift the arm without touching the wound first, I took out and opened the ointment in the box.
"Ah, it hurttts…."
Applying to the witch's wrist, she involuntarily whimpered from the stinging pain.
"It's excellent for wounds, so it'll heal in two or three days."
To not double her pain.
I took out bandages and carefully wrapped her wrists. And re-wrapped the ointment-applied ankles with bandages.
"Hoo… I want to do more. But today ends here."
Still unquenched lust.
But five spots on the bed.
The bed sheet stained not only with love juices but red blood from her wounds—I couldn't continue despite seeing them.
"Meril."
"Yes, Allen Doryeonim."
"Lift Kelsey's body."
"Yes. Understood."
Meril supported the trembling waist of Kelsey lying spread-eagled on the bed, carefully cradling her unsteady neck with her arm, and raised her upper body.
"It's not an aphrodisiac, so take it for now."
Thanks to treating wounds, or burning last energy treating them.
Kelsey showed no resistance, and without force, I tilted a blue pill and the water cup Meril poured carefully into her parted lips.
"Drink slowly."
Worried she might choke, concerned tone came naturally.
But thinking about it, the culprit making this situation acting like this is funny.
Soon, Kelsey swallowed the blue pill and water together, lay back on the bed, eyelids naturally closing, soft breathing quietly resounding.
"Allen Doryeonim. Um… is it some strange drug…?"
"No. Just nutrients. Already squeezed various juices from various holes without even drinking water. Feeding just in case."
"Ah… I see. Phew..."
"Seems relieved? Worried I fed something strange?"
"Yes!? Ah, no… n, not relieved… Hehe."
Forgetting quickly the shame given to her master today.
Forgetting the education received from her master today.
Her cute lips chattered.
Of course, Meril's words to me weren't particularly offensive.
But still, always looking at me with bad eyes, thinking of me as someone with bad gestures is unwelcome.
To Meril, it felt like all my actions were denied.
"Hmm…. Think later. Meril."
"Yes, Allen Doryeonim."
"Lift your skirt and lie face down."
"Yes? Ah, yeees!"
...…What's with her?
Sudden.
First, dazed voice.
Then suddenly energetic answer, lifting skirt full of expectation, lying dog-like raising ass, seductively shaking hips.
"What are you doing?"
"I, I'm always ready, Allen Doryeonim. Meril's soaked, horny, love-juice-smeared bitch pussy with your magnificent...."
"What nonsense? I meant apply ointment so no scars form."
"Ah...."
Short sigh from Meril's mouth.
"Ah, it's nothing...."
Finally realizing her mistake, no, misunderstanding, Meril said nothing and bowed head deeply, self-blaming with crying sounds.
"While I was fucking Kelsey. You were secretly masturbating. Got horny?"
"Ah, th, that...…. Yes.... I only once…! W, witch did many times…! S, so when you said lie down… a bit. Ah, very! A bit expected...."
"I see. But I'm not a horny dog that thrusts just because you want."
"So, sorry…."
"No need to apologize. Come here."
"Ah, yes...."
Voice tinged with deep disappointment.
During continuous sex with Kelsey. Meril seemed dissatisfied only doing once with her.
"Straddle my thigh."
"Yes…?"
"Why? Don't want to..."
"I, I'll do it! I, I can do it…!"
Before saying unwilling, Meril hurriedly climbed onto me sitting on the bed, pressing her juice-soaked pussy against my dick with determination never to let go.
Wrapping my neck with both hands, her disappointed voice soon turned to joyful moans.
"Doryeonim...! Doryeonim...!"
Meril calling me, rubbing pussy on erect dick, bucking hips.
Holding Meril again and moving, vulgar and crude moans echoed once more.