49. The Noble Meat Slave 3 – The Humiliation of Anal Abuse
Sophia lay on her back, her pussy and asshole still leaking semen and nectar, soaking the sheets. Her chest heaved as she panted. The pleasant fatigue that followed the climax of her flesh had soothed her snow-white body.
Kakuda, however, could not suppress the confused feelings he felt toward the princess who had become his slave. He kept her by his side at all times, using her as a receptacle for his lust. It was the same treatment he gave to the other royal princesses and noble ladies.
(I’m only training her to be my meat slave.)
Even as he thought that, the sight of the empire’s most beautiful princess serving him with all her heart filled him with an inexplicable sense of calm and multi-happiness. That was why every night he could not fall asleep without her in his arms.
(This girl… or rather, no way…)
No matter how he questioned himself, he could not find an answer. He looked down at the girl sleeping peacefully beside him. Sophia, the golden-haired princess with sapphire eyes like the depths of the sea, was satisfied with the sexual pleasure he gave her and slept with a blissful smile. She never refused any of his demands — neither drinking his semen nor receiving creampies. But that could not be love. Kakuda shook his head, trying to convince himself.
(That’s impossible.)
He quickly dismissed the doubt that had sprung up from the depths of his heart. Then he roughly grabbed Sophia’s long golden-blonde hair and pulled her up.
“Ah! It hurts… What are you doing?”
“Don’t ask me questions. Just get up!”
Sophia’s beautiful face twisted in pain, but she rose obediently, holding onto her hair.
“Turn your ass toward me.”
“…Yes.”
The noble Sophia obediently presented her smooth, white ass to him. Her flower petals peeked out from beneath.
“Lift your ass higher. I want to see your asshole clearly.”
“Yes.”
The compliant meat slave spread her legs and raised her hips high, fulfilling his request.
(Ah… I’m going to be fucked in the ass again.)
Sophia had already resigned herself to it. But Kakuda thrust two fingers into her still-virgin anus.
“Ah! Master Kakuda, th-there… It’s different… Aaaah, stop…!”
“What? You’ve been fucked in the ass plenty before. Tonight it’s your asshole’s turn.”
“N-No…”
The same day she lost her virginity, Sophia had been used by the soldiers behind her as well, but Kakuda was the first man to touch her there. Since that night, her asshole had narrowed significantly. Even two fingers were difficult now. The moment Kakuda forced in his rock-hard cock, it sank into her with a wet zubri.
“Guhiit!”
Kakuda’s thick cock gradually buried itself in her ass. Sophia gripped the bedpost for support, letting out a tiny cry as Kakuda began to abuse her anus.
“It hurts! Master Kakuda, please… I can’t take it anymore… My ass… it’s broken…”
Her snow-white cheeks flushed crimson. Pearly tears rolled down her sapphire eyes. The anal mucosa was not structured like the vaginal walls to accept a cock. Without aphrodisiac, anal sex was nothing but pain and torment for a woman. And Sophia was still an innocent virgin who had never even masturbated. The pain must have been unbearable. Yet she endured the brutal abuse of Kakuda’s cock in her sensitive anal lining, arching her back and letting out silent cries while pushing her hips higher to obey him.
“Good girl, Sophia. You know what your Master wants. Lift your ass higher and squeeze it tighter.”
“Uuu… Uguu—”
“See? The feeling of your asshole gripping my cock is completely different from your pussy. It’s so fucking tight.”
Sophia bit her lip, sweat beading on her forehead, desperately obeying the man’s impossible demand. But she was only eighteen. She could not endure anal abuse forever.
(I-I can’t… It’s too much…)
“Sto-Stop—!!”
Gripping the bedposts desperately, Sophia let out an especially loud cry and collapsed face-down onto the bed, unconscious.
“Ugh… I’m cumming…”
At the same moment, thick ropes of semen shot from Kakuda’s cock directly into her rectum. Hot, sticky fluid soaked the raw anal mucosa.
“Uuu…”
Sophia’s lips trembled even in unconsciousness.
“K-Kakuda-sama…”
With new tears wetting her long eyelashes, Sophia murmured weakly from her prone position.
(Why is this princess so obedient? Why doesn’t she fight back like Charlotte did when we tortured her? Is it because she swore on Odin to become my slave? Or is she plotting something? Or… is this girl… really…)
Impossible thoughts made Kakuda shake his head and laugh bitterly. He continued to stare at Sophia’s sad, tear-streaked sleeping face, gently playing with her honey-blonde hair. The night was still young.