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 Ei allows a rogue warrior to defend his honor and loses hers.


It wasn’t every day that Ei came out of the plane of Euthymia. Then again, since she had come to alter her thinking of how to govern Inazuma, there had been little trouble demanding her immediate attention. She had made peace with the rebels and worked with them to make life better for all citizens. However, it appeared someone didn't approve of her methods.

A tall man with wind-swept black hair stood before her in chains and held by two guards. His hard green eyes caught Ei's, and she stared back. Flecks of grey dotted his dark, long beard, marking his growing age. Broad shoulders, a multitude of scars, and sculpted muscles marked him as a lifelong warrior. Many people would find him quite an intimidating opponent.

But not Ei. No matter how skilled the man might be, he would never come to match her power. That didn’t appear to faze him, though. He had led a raid on Narukami Shrine and must have known her retribution for such a blasphemous act would be swift. Not to mention the threat to Miko’s life. That, perhaps, angered her more.

“Ronin Hiroto,” Kujou Sara said in a clear, commanding voice, addressing the prisoner. “You are being tried for an attack on Narukami Shrine, killing several guards, and threatening the life of a personal friend of the Almighty Shogun herself. Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

An amused smile quirked Hiroto’s mouth. “It doesn’t matter what I say, does it? You already have your mind made up.” He glanced past Sara and locked eyes with Ei. A thrill ran down her spine. “Your glorious Shogun, perhaps, might be swayed.”

Indignation flashed across Sara’s face. “I think you’ll find—”

“Sara,” Ei said, stepping forward. “That is enough. He means to upset you, to rile you up. Don’t let him.”

“Sorry, Your Excellency.” Sara pivoted toward Ei and bent into a deep bow.

Ei shook her head. “At ease. You have nothing to apologize for.” Continuing, she approached Hiroto, yet she kept a relative distance. No need to grace him with her presence in full. “You have words for me? Speak them before I pass my judgment.”

Chains jingled as Hiroto shifted around. “I always respected your strength and abilities, but I will never agree with how you try to run Inazuma. You claim to have had a change of mind, but I do not see it. The people shouldn’t be bound to you or your whims. That is why I rebel.”

“I see.” Ei brought her hand, curled, up by her chin. Thoughts drifted through her mind, but she couldn’t understand Hiroto’s perspective. “The people want, need a leader. Chaos would take these lands otherwise. I do agree that they should not be at my beck and call as they have been in the past. It was a mistake on my part. One that I am making great strides to address. Still, that does not give you free rein to do as you wish. Therefore, you must be punished for your reckless actions.”

“I had hoped to test that new resolve of yours, but,” Hiroto sighed, shaking his head, “your words are nothing more than lies.” Disappointment shone all over his face, yet his eyes burned with determination.

Anger sparked within Ei. She swallowed it down and took several steps forward, closing the gap between her and Hiroto. “You attack a great shrine, injure and kill innocent people, and you dare to question my actions, my principles?”

“It seems I won’t get through to you.” A curious thought passed over Hiroto’s expression. “Perhaps your honor is still intact, though I doubt that.” Raising his hands as much as possible, bound, he pointed at Ei. “I challenge you to a duel, Almighty Shogun. A test of skill and steel—no godly powers.

“If you defeat me, I will go quietly to whatever fate you deem fit. However, if you lose, I gain my freedom, and you have to do me a…favor as recompense for your mistakes.” He flashed her a smug, self-righteous smirk.

“Very well,” Ei said without more than a second’s worth of thought. While many people believed in her, she thought it might be a good move to show she is not above it all, untouchable. “If that is what you wish, I will make it so.”

“S-shogun,” Sara stammered, sweeping up beside Ei. “Are you sure about this? He can’t be trusted.”

Ei shot Sara a determined look, and she recoiled. “He is my prisoner, Sara. I will deal with him.”

“Okay.” Sara stepped back, relinquishing any and all protest or say in the matter.

Ei turned from Sara and caught the attention of one of the guards. “Release him and give him your sword. Stay clear of our duel and do not intervene.” She panned her gaze around the room, focusing on Sara. “Any of you.”

Every single person in the room nodded at Ei’s order, save Hiroto. The soldiers at his side uncuffed him, and one of them drew his katana. Hiroto held his right hand out, waiting. Hesitation came over the man, but he followed through. The instant he relinquished his katana, he scurried away. Fear struck her subjects; time to put their minds at ease.

As Hiroto spun his weapon around, testing its balance and feel, Ei summoned a spear to her own hand. It materialized in a flash of violet. The blade curved back in a sublet slope, and the butt finished in a golden spike. She had wielded the polearm many times in the countless years she existed. This was just yet another battle she would overcome.

Hiroto grinned, and he glanced up at Ei. “Whenever you are ready, Shogun.”

“You have the first strike.” Concentration swept over Ei, and she prepared herself. Her grip tightened on the shaft of her spear. “Take it.”

The grin on Hiroto’s face broadened, and he snapped forward. Steel flashed. The tip of the blade swung in a short, upward arc. Ei choked up on her weapon and interposed it between her and the attack. Metal clanged as they clashed together. The force behind his strike didn’t prove all that threatening. A probe?

Pressure relented in an instant, and Hiroto shifted to the side. He retreated before lashing out again. This time, he came closer, but Ei still blocked him. The momentum of the swipe went astray, and he followed along with it. She pivoted, not moving from her spot. If she could defeat him without relinquishing any ground, she would demonstrate herself as a true ruler.

A flurry flashed at Ei, but she deflected all of them. The screeching of metal echoed in the vast, open chamber. Sparks flew. The intent behind each strike betrayed Hiroto’s hatred for her. She had made mistakes in the past but for someone to loathe her with so much passion…she wouldn’t change his mind.

Hiroto lunged at Ei with a lightning-quick stab. She shifted, juking the blow. Air rushed by her, ruffling her billowing sleeves and loose clothing. The blade snapped to the side and charged her. She flicked her wrist to the left, bringing her spear in front of her. Force struck her and caused her to skid across the floor.

Ei grunted as Hiroto continued to push her back. He applied a bit more strength before he slipped away. She took an additional step back to put more distance between them. With a spin, she brought her armament to bear and countered his slash with a thrust. He parried her strike away, but she flipped the butt of her weapon up.

A dull thud sounded as Ei bludgeoned Hiroto in the hip. He grimaced and floundered to the side. She didn’t let him recover, throwing herself at him. A quick series of stabs targeted several parts of his body. He dodged or blocked each one of them, concentration darkening his face. She pushed him to his limits. Not to be unexpected for a human facing an archon.

Clothing tore as the edge of Ei’s blade sliced through Hiroto’s defenses. He managed to prevent her from skewering him, but he couldn’t do much else. That didn’t appear to deter him, however. An opponent like him wouldn’t concede after losing a few tiny exchanges. He needed to plan a way to strike back at her before she overwhelmed him.

Steel screeched as Hiroto brought his katana up to thwart Ei. Her spear dragged along its length, striking the tsuba. Muscles strained, both of theirs, as they pushed their strength and will against one another’s. She stepped forward, bringing her arms to bear. Sandals scraped on the floor as he slipped under her assault.

Ei smirked and pressed on. She shoved Hiroto to the side, and, unable to pull away, he fell with her drive. He stumbled in the direction of her attack. Their weapons came apart, and she drew back for another, final strike. The point of her spear caught the center of his blade, glinting off. She huffed, dissatisfied.

Hiroto took one hand off his sword and snatched at Ei’s haft. She yanked but not fast enough. His thick fingers wrapped around and gripped. Strength tugged, and she lurched forward. Pain flared on her left arm as steel bit into her flesh. The superficial wound would do nothing to slow her down or to settle this duel.

To disengage, Ei spun her weapon. The shifting, altering force ripped it right out of Hiroto’s hand, and she hopped backward. He didn’t let his chance fall by the wayside. A scraping sound rose, and he lunged at her. She snapped her armament to the side, batting aside his blade. However, it didn’t work the way she expected.

An arm flew around Ei’s waist, and she flinched. Hiroto grabbed her tight before she slipped out of his grasp, and his shoulder slammed into her gut. She gasped at the sudden hit, but she didn’t relent. Her heels dug into the wooden floor, preventing her from sliding the way her opponent desired. She brought her left fist forward in a broad arc.

Bone greeted Ei’s knuckles as they thumped into Hiroto’s jaw. He grunted against her punch but carried on. The tip of his blade slid upward, slicing through her right sleeve. She could replace the garment with ease, but the principle of her allowing him to harm even such an insignificant thing weighed heavy on her. She was better than this.

The world flew past Ei in a blur. Weightlessness overwhelmed her, and she toppled. Air rushed out of her lungs as her back hit the floor, and Hiroto landed atop her. Steel pressed into her. She grit her teeth and winced, pain and dishonor overtaking her. How did she allow him to get one over on her?

“It’s over, Shogun,” Hiroto growled as he kept her pinned to the ground. The threat of the point at her side prevented her from struggling too much.

Indignation flickered through Ei. She shouldn’t have let her guard down, to allow this man to overpower her. If not for her honor, she could have used her powers to dispatch him with ease. He never would have lasted more than a second. However, she swallowed down the bitterness that arose. More at herself than the criminal atop her.

“Fine. You win.” Ei let out a sigh and dismissed her weapon. “Now, get off me.”

Laughter bubbled out of Hiroto. “I don’t know, Your Excellency. I believe this position suits you quite well.”

“You asked for your freedom, and you already disgraced me enough.” Ei raised her knee, brushing Hiroto’s thigh. “Leave.”

“If you recall, you also said you would agree to one more favor.” Hiroto bucked, pressing something hard against Ei. Her heart leapt into her throat.

Panic began to set in. Did the bastard really have an erection right now? “You can’t be…”

“I’d say my performance was worthy of earning me a romp with the esteemed electro archon.” A mischievous smirk quirked Hiroto’s lips. “Unless you would like to go back on your word. In front of your loyal subjects.”

“Your Excellency,” Sara shouted, hurrying over toward her. Ei sighed and stuck her hand up, and Sara stopped. “You…”

Ei tilted her head back until her eyes met Sara’s. “I will be fine. Go. Stand guard outside with the rest.” Firmness grew against her belly, and heat began to seep into her.

Footsteps sounded as Ei turned her attention back to Hiroto. He smiled down at her. Voices, hushed and whispered, echoed in the vaulted room, wriggling into her ears. No doubt they feared for her safety, yet, even more so, they were likely horrified by the implications of what was to happen. She couldn’t believe it herself.

As the giant entryway doors slammed closed, Hiroto chuckled. “I’m surprised. You know, I could kill you here without your guard.”

“You know that is not true.” Raising her hand, Ei put her middle finger and thumb together. “I could snap my fingers and eradicate you. The only reason you are still alive is because I honor my word.”

“Ah, I like your feistiness, Shogun. I hope that doesn’t burn out anytime soon.” Hiroto set his blade aside and let his fingers trail along her Ei’s side. She shivered at his touch.

“Do as you wish.” Ei couldn’t believe she said that. “But make it quick. I have far more important things to tend to.”

Hiroto grinded against Ei, and she groaned. His hardness rubbed her crotch, forcing himself on her. “Oh, it won’t be quick. Trust me. I am going to take my time and enjoy myself. I suggest you do the same. Or don’t. I do not care.”

Before another word passed Ei’s lips, Hiroto made a move. His fingers glided over her belly and tugged at the ties holding her outfit together. They came loose with ease, and she lay there, motionless. What else could she do? Of course, she could kill him, wait an appropriate amount of time, and then call Sara and the others back in. Deception had never been her forte.

“You know,” Hiroto said as his hands continued working. The material at Ei’s shoulders slipped further down, exposing more of her cleavage. “You always looked so lonely. You wouldn’t have to be…if you gave yourself to me and leave this place.”

“I could never be with someone like you,” Ei snapped, glaring up at Hiroto. “Besides, my place is here, leading my people. Not to be some ruffian’s concubine.”

“We’ll see after I’m done with you.” Hiroto tugged, and Ei’s dress fell apart.

Instinct told Ei to cover herself before Hiroto saw her nakedness, but his body stopped her arms from coming up to do so. He drew in a sharp breath as his eyes drifted from hers down to her chest. She shied away from him. While she knew this was the only way this would go, she still didn’t like that she allowed him to take advantage of her.

Hands, firm and rough, cupped Ei’s breasts, and she squirmed beneath Hiroto. She groaned. “You have some really nice tits. It’s a shame no one else gets to play with them. Or do you allow your priestess friend to have her fill?”

“Do not speak of her,” Ei managed before she sucked in air to suppress a shameful noise.

“All right, all right. I’ll focus on you.” Hiroto tweaked Ei’s left nipple between his forefinger and thumb. She grit her teeth, and her back arched. “You seem rather sensitive. It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?”

Ei clamped her mouth shut and struggled to remain silent, but she succeeded. Hiroto’s manhood, still separated by multiple layers of clothing, pressed against her womanhood. Something shot through her, something she would rather ignore. There was no way that this man could draw anything out of her but disgust. She had to believe that.

Disappointment flashed over Hiroto’s face, but he continued to fondle Ei. With her top stripped away, hanging onto her arms by the sleeves, her panties were the only thing to remain, save her leggings. She prayed that they would stay that way, yet she knew better. He would have his way with her one way or another. Nothing would change that now.

“Your skin is so nice and soft and smooth,” Hiroto breathed as he groped Ei’s breasts, his fingers sinking into her supple flesh. His breathing turned sharper, more ragged. Lust radiated from his actions, his expression, and his words. “I wonder how the rest of you feels.”

A grumbling murmur reverberated in Ei’s throat. The hungry, mischievous grin on Hiroto’s face broadened. “Have something to say? Perhaps you have a place you want me to explore first.”

“No,” Ei said without hesitation. “I have nothing else to say to you.”

“Ah, then we’d better put that pretty mouth of yours to some other use if you’re not going to speak to me.” Without warning, Hiroto shot up off Ei.

Coolness swept in to replace Hiroto’s body heat, and Ei shivered. Even with the room to do so now, she didn’t cover herself. Perhaps shock had set in—she couldn’t believe her situation—or what he was going to do to her. Her nipples stood on end, and she managed to pinch her legs together. The hem of her stockings teased her inner thighs.

Hiroto’s hands found his belt buckle, and he smirked down at Ei. “Get up. Unless you would rather I facefuck you down there on the ground.”

Disgust wrinkled Ei’s nose, and she rose. Part of her thought to throw her robes back on, to cover her shame, yet she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Instead, she let the ripped sleeves slide down her arms away from her body. Exposed from the waist up, she stood. Her legs wobbled, but she regained her composure.

“No, no. On your knees, Your Excellency.” The clasp on Hiroto’s pants popped free, and the material slackened.

Ei knelt before Hiroto. He pitched a tent in the front of his trousers, and she pursed her lips. Amusement played on his face as he yanked his shirt up over his head. Strong, sculpted muscles appeared. Of course, she understood he kept his body in tip-top shape from the way he carried himself, the power behind his blows.

“How long has it been since you’ve seen a cock?” Hiroto asked, unbuttoning his pants.

“It does not matter.” Ei had no time for this nonsense. “Get on with it.”

Fabric rustled as Hiroto loosened his clothing. “As you wish.” He tugged down.

Thick and long, Hiroto’s cock sprang free. Ei flinched backward to avoid being slapped in the face, and surprise gripped her. She swallowed, eyes wide. He wobbled in front of her, pre-cum leaking from his tip. Defined ridges flared around his bulbous cockhead. He proved quite capable in more ways than one. She might struggle with such a specimen.

Self-satisfaction spread across Hiroto’s face. “What, biggest you’ve ever seen?”

Ei wiped the shocked, astounded expression off her face and reeled in her emotions. “It does not matter.”

Hiroto placed a large, meaty hand atop Ei’s head, weighing heavy on her. “Maybe not, but I can tell you’re surprised. Well, cast that surprise aside or put it to good use. Before I force it.” He pushed on her, shoving her toward his looming dick.

“Fine,” Ei snapped, drawing close enough to have her lips press to Hiroto’s cock.

Pressure gave way, and Ei swayed. Her gaze flicked up to Hiroto, who shot her an eager grin. She rolled her eyes, sighed, and steeled herself. Her hands came up while she refocused on the daunting member before her. She would have to wrangle him first and take things one at a time at her own pace…as long as he allowed her the opportunity.

Hardness and warmth filled Ei’s grasp as she wrapped her delicate fingers around Hiroto’s firm, girthy shaft. A deep, grumbling murmur escaped him. He relaxed his grip on her, but he didn’t remove his hand from her head. That weight, presence urged her on. More so to prevent him from taking control of the situation than the desire to please him.

Ei, allowing her instinct to take over, stroked up and down Hiroto’s length. Smooth skin passed under her digits and through her palms as she worked, interrupted by several distinct veins. She nodded—she could do this. The life of an archon provided many trials for her to overcome. This kind of thing, however, didn’t pop up much.

“That’s it,” Hiroto said in a growling but pleased voice. “Jerk me off with those skilled hands. But don’t forget to use that sweet mouth of yours.”

Ridges bumped up against Ei as she moved, and she slowed. Her bare chest rose and fell as she psyched herself up to do what she needed to do. Goosebumps rippled along her arms, and her hair stood up on the back of her neck. While she continued to slide up and down, she couldn’t take that last little step. How could she?

Ei swallowed, hard. Hiroto's expectant, mocking gaze burned the top of her head. She ran her hands down to the base of his manhood, bunching up against one another. He hovered in front of her, still, and she leaned in. The pre-cum that dribbled from his tip disgusted her, but she couldn’t stop now. Ignoring it as much as possible, she wrapped her lips around the head.

Salty bitterness marred Ei's tongue the instant it connected with Hiroto. She grimaced and almost shot back away from him, but she resisted the sudden urge. Rather, she took more of him into her mouth. His girth caused her jaw to open further, stretching it the slightest bit. He would put her through her paces.

“Very good.” Amusement played in Hiroto's voice. His fingers wove into Ei’s hair, and she tensed, expecting the worst. “You look even more beautiful with my cock in your mouth. It must be my lucky day.”

Ei grumbled her dissatisfaction, the vibrations traveling along his length. Hiroto groaned and smiled down at her. Annoyance burned within her, yet she could do nothing about it. She pressed on, swallowing more and more of him. His broad, fat cockhead hit the back of her throat, and she gagged in surprise. She wouldn’t let him beat her again.

Inhaling through her nostrils, Ei centered her mind. She slid further down Hiroto’s dick. Saliva dribbled out of her stretched lips, but she ignored it. The more she devoured, the more he strained her. She only managed a little more than half of him, but she felt pushed to her limits. Any more and she might break; however, she had to do this.

Soft fabric greeted Ei’s palms as her hands dropped from around Hiroto’s cock to her thighs. She straightened her back and scooted closer, giving her better leverage to perform. The more she drove to swallow the rest of him, the more her fingers curled. Her nails caught on her leggings and almost tore them as they balled into a fist.

Gagging eked out of Ei, and tears welled in her eyes. Little more than an inch remained between her and the base. Her chest swelled, and she forced that last little bit. The tip of her nose bent against Hiroto’s crotch as she devoured him in his entirety. His manhood twitched, causing her to choke. Despite the panicked need to pull back, she held herself there.

“Good girl,” Hiroto said in a breathy voice. He stroked Ei’s hair until she flicked her eyes up to his. Her vision blurred as she teared up. “How’s my cock in your tight throat? Amazing? Delicious?”

Ei attempted to respond, but little more than unintelligible rumblings seeped out of her. Hiroto groaned, rubbing himself against her face. Weighty balls rested on her chin, which begged to be drained. Of course, by the end of it, they would be. She didn’t know if this body could become pregnant, but she knew he wouldn’t spare her if that was a possibility.

Hiroto smirked and tugged Ei back by his grip in her hair. She slipped a couple inches, and glistening man-meat reappeared. “Now, how about you show me what that mouth is capable of?"

Flexing her clenched hands, Ei forced herself into motion. She retreated, inch after inch sliding out. Saltiness lingered on her tongue as she slithered along the underside of his dick on her way back to the tip. If his flavor was so potent now, her head would spin when he came inside her.

Ridges scraped the roof of Ei’s mouth, her cheeks, and squished against her lips. She stopped, suckling, as she caught her breath. With Hiroto no longer blocking her throat, air rushed into her lungs. They inflated and functioned, thankful for oxygen. She continued to tease him while she recovered. He groaned and twitched under her methodical ministrations.

“You’re so eager, Shogun.” Hiroto grinned at Ei, cocking his hips forward. More of his dick slipped into her, and she let out a surprised little noise. “I like that.”

Being praised by the bastard humiliated Ei, yet she didn’t stop. Rather, she picked up her efforts. With a deep breath, she ran down his length again. He disappeared with the swift motion until she kissed the root of his cock. Nails dug into the back of her head, and her braid loosened. Part of her was amazed he didn’t take over, but she assumed he wanted her to debase herself at least first.

Ei didn’t hold still, impaled on Hiroto’s manhood, this time. She reeled backward, sucking to make sure her lips dragged the length of his shaft to prevent any mess. If she got out of this without being covered in filth, she would count that as a win. Regardless of whatever else happened to her after, the man already violated her.

Slurping sounds rose as Ei bobbed her head along Hiroto’s member. Her tongue slithered and teased here and there whenever possible. As he crammed down her throat, all her other functions slackened. It took all her attention to bear his girth and length. Her jaw began to ache, stretched to its limits over and over again.

A wild strand of saliva extended from the base of Hiroto’s man-meat and snapped. Wetness struck Ei’s left breast, covering her stiff nipple. A shiver ran through her, and her back arched. It appeared her body desired to be touched, and shame seared her to her core. She only hoped that he didn’t notice her involuntary reaction.

“That’s good.” Hiroto tightened his grip on Ei, using it to help guide her up and down his cock. “You’re very good at this.” Laughter bubbled out of him. “Far more skilled with a cock than a spear, don’t you think?”

Anger flared within Ei’s chest, and she thought about biting Hiroto as she withdrew. Despite her passionate emotions, she restrained herself. Instead, she sucked harder and flicked the tip of her tongue through his leaking slit. He moaned as saltiness washed over her taste buds. The faster she made him cum, the less time he would have to insult and humiliate her. She hoped.

Throbbing ran through Hiroto’s length. He groaned against Ei’s ministrations, and she picked up her tempo. Loose strands of hair fell out of her braided, swept-back locks and tickled her face. She would brush them back into place after she was done. He slammed into the back of her throat, and she gagged. Drool dribbled out over her bottom lip.

Aching pain rippled out from Ei’s balled-up fists on her thighs. She tightened up so much that she couldn’t bring herself to relax. The ache drove her on. Fat dick penetrated and stretched her more and more. Her lungs burned, and her muscles weakened. The sooner she got this finished, the sooner she could calm down.

Ei’s body swayed with her motions, and her breasts jiggled. The only saving grace for the moment was that he wasn’t—A thick, meaty hand pawned at her right tit. She tensed at Hiroto’s touch, wavering in her ministrations. He let out a low, rumbling noise of approval and squeezed. Her soft, supple flesh yielded to his firm grasp, and a muffled moan eked out of her.

“What was that, Your Excellency?” Hiroto asked, unable to hide the amusement and pride in his voice. He groped her, unrestrained, tweaking her sensitive nipple. “I thought you said you would never like this. I guess you don’t know yourself that well. Don’t worry; I’ll enlighten you.”

Struggling against Hiroto’s touch, Ei continued to work herself up and down his daunting dick. Fingers sank into her tits while he fondled her. She wanted to fight him off, to make him only paw at her head or at least something not so intimate, but she failed. All she could do was blow him, and he knew it, expected it. What else could she do?

A sharp huff of air rushed out of Hiroto, and he groaned, throbbing. “You’re getting me close. I would be upset, but I cannot deny your skill at sucking cock.” He rolled her needy nub between his thumb and index finger and tightened the grip in her hair. “Go all out and make me cum, or I will make you.”

Ei’s heart hammered in her chest, and her breath caught in her throat. She obeyed, throwing herself at Hiroto with wild abandon. His dick lanced her, in and out, causing gags and squelching to rise from her each time she devoured him in full. Twitching enveloped him, and he moaned his approval. She had him so close.

As Ei swallowed Hiroto, he forced her into his crotch. Her face slapped into him, her nose turning up on his belly. Testicles swung and smacked her under her chin. She attempted to pull back, and he tugged. She shot back up to the tip before he jerked her around and crammed her back down his manhood. So much for him allowing her to do as she desired.

“Fuck,” Hiroto growled as he plunged himself into Ei over and over. “Your throat is so good. I’m going to cum.” Panic flared, and she tried to push back against his forcefulness. He didn’t budge. “Make sure you swallow it all.”

The world rushed by Ei in a blur as Hiroto used her for his own pleasure. Her vision blurred, and her head spun. Fingers toyed with her breast and nipple, sending shivers down her spine. While she wished to say she didn’t find enjoyment in his groping, she couldn’t deny her body’s reactions. However, shame superseded such base, instinctual pleasures.

Saliva leaked from Ei’s mouth and dribbled off Hiroto’s sloppy shaft. Tears welled in her eyes as she ran up and down his length at breakneck speed, bending to his will. She had no say in the matter. He would use her until he climaxed and pump his seed into her stomach. As much as she didn’t want to admit it, she preferred this outcome to being covered in his spunk.

Hiroto grunted as he slammed Ei against him and thrust deeper than ever. The force of the blow caused her to tremble, nose bent to his crotch. She sucked in a deep breath, and his cock jumped. Thick, hot jizz shot down her throat. Her body tensed up, stunned at the sudden eruption. Pulses surged through his length, and his balls contracted.

Rope after rope of cum fired off inside Ei. She recovered from her shock just in time to gulp down what Hiroto gave her before it backed up and drowned her. The viscous seed slid down her esophagus into her stomach, filling her with the copious amounts he emptied into her. Bitter sweetness seeped up into her mouth, and she grimaced.

In spite of Ei’s frantic efforts, more spunk continued to spurt from Hiroto’s cock. A fullness began to swell within her, but she couldn’t stop. Not now. He tweaked her nipple, causing her to yelp and flounder. Cum graced her tongue, and she shivered. Her eyes fluttered, overwhelmed. How much could one man fire off?

“Congrats, Your Excellency, you got it all,” Hiroto said, holding back mocking laughter with minimal success. “I guess you are the almighty god of this land…of sucking dick.”

Tension slackened, and Ei shot back away from Hiroto. Her lungs burned, and she hoped he would allow her to breathe now that she got him off. To her relief, he didn’t stop her. She popped off his manhood with a wet smack. A combination of her saliva and his jizz stretched between the tip and her lips. Her chest rose and fell with quick, shallow breaths.

Hiroto eased back, and the strand connecting them snapped. It draped across Ei’s chin and part of it landed in her cleavage. Goosebumps pricked her flesh, and she trembled. Why did he let him do something like that to her, something so demeaning? She was thankful that she had told her subjects to leave her. No one should see her like this.

Even though he just came, Hiroto remained rock-hard. He smirked down at her, pacing in front of her. His cock bounced and wobbled with the motions, and her hazy eyes followed its every movement. “I have to say, that was quite good. I think you earned a say in how I fuck you.”

Indignation flared, and Ei’s gaze shot up to Hiroto. “How about you take what you got a leave?”

“Now, now.” Hiroto came to a stop and waggled his finger…and his dick. “That’s not how this works. You agreed to our arrangement; you owe me whatever I wish until I’m satisfied.” He cracked a smirk, curiosity burning in his eyes. “How do you want to get fucked?”

“I—” Ei snapped her mouth closed, inhaled, and steadied herself. “From behind. That way I don’t have to look at you.”

Raising an eyebrow, Hiroto gawked at Ei’s naked upper half. “Tell yourself whatever you’d like. I do appreciate that my load didn’t extinguish that fire of yours, though.” He gestured with his hand. “Get up.”

Ei unclenched her fists, her fingers aching. She bit her lip and tore her gaze off Hiroto as she rose. Her knees buckled, but she managed to remain upright. She wavered, standing before him. He took stock of her, glancing up and down her body. She still retained her underwear, but they would be coming off soon. She turned around.

Footsteps echoed behind Ei, and she flinched despite herself. She knew Hiroto would creep up on her; she already knew his touch. That didn’t make things any better. While she didn’t enjoy sucking on him, it didn't petrify her like what was about to happen. She stood there, quivering, as he approached her. Something hard, hot, and slimy pressed to her asscheek.

Hands slipped onto Ei’s hips, and she jumped. Breaths rushed over her bare skin as Hiroto laughed at her foolishness. Fingers trailed down and teased the waistband of her undergarments. She didn’t want him to discover that she had soaked them. He would, of course, there was no way around it. She, however, prayed.

Ei yelped as Hiroto slid one hand between her legs, brushing against her damp crotch. “Oh, what do we have here?” He applied more pressure and rubbed her through the thin layer of material. “It looks like you soaked your panties while blowing me…or am I mistaken?” Warm breath blew over her neck and ear, sending shivers down her spine.

“Just shut up and do whatever will get you out of my life the quickest.” Ei resisted the urge to peek back over her shoulder. It would do her no good.

Hiroto grabbed and tore away Ei’s last vestiges of honor. She swayed with the forceful motion. “You really want my cock to go in,” Hiroto slipped between Ei’s legs and parted her folds with his slimy cockhead, “here, huh?”

A shameful whimper eked out of Ei despite her best efforts. Laughter bubbled up from Hiroto, but he didn’t say a word. Instead, he pushed himself further into her leaking entrance. She opened up for him with ease and almost eagerness. No matter how much she screamed in her head that she didn’t want this, her body craved his fat cock.

One of Hiroto’s hands slapped Ei’s back, and she bent over. Her long braid slid over her shoulder and hung down, swaying. In this position, he could plunge into her without resistance…and he intended to do just that. He lingered, only the head of his manhood pressing against her. She wanted to stumble away from him, to make him work for it, but she moved opposite her desires.

“Look at that,” Hiroto mused as he drummed his fingers on Ei’s belly. “You’re moving back toward me on your own. You really do want me to fuck you.”

“That’s not—”

Ei’s protest transformed into a high-pitched squeal. Hiroto’s dick penetrated her, sinking in deep. Force hauled her back, and her insides presented little to no resistance. His thickness stretched her open the further he sank. Inch after inch of his vile cock filled her. She didn’t know how much of him vanished inside her, and she didn’t want to know.

An appreciative noise, almost a whistle, escaped Hiroto as he stuffed her. “Now that’s what I’m talking about. You’re so tight, Your Excellency, but you’re also very wet. So, I slide right in.”

Warmth engulfed Ei’s backside, and pubic hair tickled her sensitive skin. Hiroto hilted in her and stopped, resting with his dick all the way in. She attempted to squirm, to pull away, but his commanding grip held her in place. Instead, all she did was stand there, bent over, as he reshaped her insides for his cock.

Groans and pleased huffs seeped out of Hiroto. He gyrated his hips, grinding against Ei’s ass. The heaviness of his balls brushed the top of her womanhood, and she mewled. Any noise she made, however faint, caused him to twitch in her vulnerable depths. Perhaps her pussy would make him cum far quicker than her blowjob. Wishful thinking.

Hiroto leaned in closer to Ei, his weight and dominating presence bearing down on her. “How would you like it, Shogun? Hard and fast like a beast or soft and slow like a lover?”

Part of Ei craved to tell Hiroto to go easy on her while another part longed to tell him off. If her efforts from earlier were any indication, he would take her however he saw fit regardless of what she asked or wanted. Instead, she remained silent. It was better this way—it gave him less ammunition to use against her when he felt like prodding her.

“No preference? All right. I’ll surprise you.” Without hesitation, Hiroto gripped Ei’s waist and pulled out, slow.

As Hiroto withdrew from Ei’s womanhood, her insides clung to him, not wishing to let go. She cursed herself for her body’s careless reactions. While she had no real control over it, it brought her great shame to show any kind of desire for or pleasure from him. He loved it. Somehow, he noticed each tiny, minute detail and savored it.

The instant Hiroto reached Ei’s entrance, he stopped. Broad ridges rested just inside her, spreading her lower lips for her violator. She sighed, drinking in every second he wasn’t stuffing and ploughing her. Her reprieve didn’t last long. Squeezing her, he thrust. His dick lanced her in its entirety, and their flesh clapped together.

Ei moaned, loud and unable to resist. She clamped her mouth shut as soon as possible, but it was too late; the damage had already been done. Hiroto had heard her cry out for his manhood, and there was no taking it back. Rather than mock her for her unbecoming outburst, he decided to drill into her.

Hiroto pumped back and forth, plunging into Ei’s naughty cunt over and over again. She bit her lip and attempted to suppress any unwanted noises from escaping her again. However, each time he slammed into her, splitting her in half, she let a little slip. Shame seared her, but what else could she do? Her breasts jiggled and swung in time with every impact.

“Don’t be shy, little goddess,” Hiroto whispered, his nails digging into her hips. “Let it out.” He drove himself into her harder, striking deeper. “Shout so loud that everyone outside can hear how much of a slut you are for my cock.”

The thought of any of her subjects hearing her in such pathetic, carnal excitement mortified Ei. None of them would ever look at her the same. Especially Sara or Miko. A flicker of terror ran through her, and she tightened up around Hiroto’s unstoppable dick. He grunted and crashed into her bottom. Slaps and claps rang out, echoing in the vast chamber.

“Did you just get tighter when I mentioned your people hearing you?” Hiroto asked despite knowing the answer clear as day. Arousal trailed down Ei’s thigh as he forced it out of her. “Maybe we should take this outside; show them your true face.”

“No,” Ei blurted out before her voice turned into a shrill moan. Her head and shoulders slumped, and she sighed between harsh breaths trying to keep up with Hiroto’s thrusts. “Isn’t this enough, getting to fuck me unrestrained?”

Hiroto didn’t respond. Not with words. He crashed into Ei over and over, lancing her deeper. Her flesh jiggled, sending her rocking with his motions. As much as she might try to fight it, she was locked in his rhythm now. Nothing could get her out of it other than letting him ravage her to completion.

Groans eked out of Hiroto, and he glided up Ei’s sides. “I suppose I can be satisfied with having complete control over your body.” He stroked her ribs, outlining each one, as he made his move. Rough, large hands cupped her tits, and she couldn’t help but moan. “Fuck. These are incredible. To think that no one has enjoyed them in so very long.”

Ei wanted to scream at Hiroto, to make him unhand her, but she couldn’t deny the pleasure being groped brought her. He was right—it had been far too long since she received any kind of attention. And something about how harsh and uncaring he was with her triggered something deep within her. Delightful tingles danced along her skin.

Cock continued to pound into Ei, stretching and plundering her poor pussy. Ecstasy rippled through her each time Hiroto struck home, and she quavered. He pulled her back, supporting her even as he drove into her from behind. If not for his strong, perverse grasp on her, she would have collapsed to the ground long ago.

Dizziness swept through Ei. She made to steel herself, to regain her composure, but she failed. Between Hiroto’s fondling, and his dick plunging into her, she couldn’t catch a break. Not that her body desired or required one. Squelching rose the faster he thrust into her, and fluids gushed from her, staining her leggings.

Hiroto tweaked both of Ei’s nipples at once, and she tossed her head back, screaming. Thickness struck her from behind and set her nerves a blaze. Something built up deep within her. She longed the bury it, to shove it back down and ignore it, but it came all the same. This bastard was going to make her cum.

“You’re getting so tight and letting out all sorts of lovely noises,” Hiroto said between sharp breaths of his own, the claps of their bodies joining in carnal bliss, and Ei’s overbearing moans. “Don’t tell me: you’re getting close to cumming already?”

“Oh, fuck,” Ei breathed, unable to control herself. Hiroto thrust into her with such force, vigor, and speed that she couldn’t focus on anything, much less keep from sinking into the pleasure inundating her.

Wicked laughter escaped Hiroto, and he squeezed Ei’s breasts harder. “You’re really something, Your Excellency. So stern but yet so naughty. Go ahead, though. I won’t deny you such pleasures.” As if to coax her on, he increased his tempo, plugging away at her without end.

No matter how Ei looked at it or how hard she tried to prevent it from happening, she was going to climax. Sooner rather than later. Her legs remained locked in position, unable to move under Hiroto’s relentless assault. Even if she managed it, he wouldn’t let her slip away. Not now. The moment she came, she would become his whether she wanted to or not.

Convulsions overtook Ei as Hiroto toyed with her tits and ploughed her needy cunt. Her eyes began to roll into the back of her head, and she lost all semblance of control. She clamped down on his driving dick and shrieked. Wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body, and she squirted juices from her battered pussy. Bliss reigned.

“Oh, wow,” Hiroto said in shock and excitement. He never stopped fucking Ei. “You really went off there. You’re getting me all wet, you naughty thing.” Fingertips dimpled her breasts as he gripped her tighter. “I love it.”

Hiroto grunted as he thrust into Ei’s spasming cunt. It attempted to milk him for everything he had, but he overpowered it, plunging into her despite its insistence. Sharp, breathy moans poured out of her as she rode out her potent orgasm while he worked oh so hard to build up another one before she even finished this one. Her limbs shook, and she couldn’t support herself.

Ei’s feet slipped, and she dropped. Hiroto enveloped her, preventing her from collapsing, but she had no strength left anymore. One of his hands remained on her tit, but the other sought her hip. He squeezed her yet again, rolled her hypersensitive nipple between his fingers, and retreated. She slumped forward, and he caught her by her long braid.

With a yank, Hiroto ripped Ei back upright. Pressure and pain flared at the back of her head where her hair connected. That sharp, little bite only seemed to accentuate the pleasure still coursing through her from his relentless assault. Why was she like this? How could she let something as opposite as agony fuel her unwanted delight?

“Hold on there, Shogun,” Hiroto hauled her further up by his commanding grip on her, and his voice increased in volume. “I can’t let you fall now. We have so much more to enjoy together.”

Ei attempted to glance about the place. Her vision swam, brought on by the ecstasy rampaging through her and the lightheadedness her sudden and violent treatment instilled in her. Over her shoulder, she caught sight of Hiroto. He grinned at her, and his face twisted in ecstatic concentration. While he acted like she was nothing more than a bitch in heat for him, he found great pleasure in her.

Force tugged Ei back, and her shoulders bumped into something—Hiroto’s chest. Lust burned in his eyes, and she couldn’t take hers off them regardless of how hard she tried. He had her at his mercy, not that she hadn’t been before. “A leader should always stand up straight. Don’t you think?”

The smug bastard. Mewling eked out of Ei, and she rocked and swayed with his rhythm. He had every right to be. Not only had he defeated her in a test of skill, but he also overwhelmed her in carnal acts as well. She could do nothing against him in this position, and she had no one to blame but her. If only she listened to Sara and denied him his last wish.

Ei bounced with each of Hiroto’s thrusts and found herself pushing back into them. The realization terrified her, but she couldn’t stop. She wanted his cock as much as he desired her pussy, and they fought to claim pleasure from the other. If he realized that she did it on her own, he didn’t say anything. Perhaps he proved closer to climaxing than he let on.

Succumbing to her rising ecstasy, Ei coiled around Hiroto tighter and tighter. The groans and grunts coming from him increased with every second. His hips drove into her with renewed vigor, slamming her ass. Their flesh slapped together with each thrust and reverberated in the massive chamber. Harsh, sharp breaths rushed out of them.

“Fuck, you have me close,” Hiroto admitted, struggling against himself. Ei didn’t know why he resisted so much…then again, she had done the same mere moments before. “Your cunt is too good. So tight, so wet, so naughty. I’m going to fill it with my seed.”

Ei’s heart leapt into her throat, but there was no avoiding it now. She remained firm, rocking back into Hiroto as he plugged away at her from behind. Euphoria surged within her, and she fought off her encroaching climax. She had to wait until he came. Not because she desired to share the experience but because she didn’t want to go first and be left wanting.

Hiroto tugged on Ei’s braid and forced her head back. His eyes met hers, and her mouth opened and closed in breathless, gasping moans. She expected him to attempt to kiss her, but he didn’t. Instead, he stared at her as they approached their limits. The tiny flickers of pleasure and dominance and authority that danced in his gaze made her melt. She couldn’t hold off.

“Cumming,” Ei blurted out, eyes rolling into the back of her head.

Grunting, Hiroto slammed into Ei one last time, giving her a long, hard tug for good measure. She squealed in delight and clamped down on his dick as he jumped and erupted. Rope after rope of thick, hot cum shot into her vulnerable depths, painting her insides. As he emptied into her, she gushed, showering him in her excitement.

Humiliation attempted to creep into Ei, but mind-shattering bliss erased it the instant it flickered to life. She convulsed and spasmed on Hiroto’s pulsating cock as he flooded her. Each burst pumped her full of more and more of his jizz. The excess, unable to be contained, oozed out of her poor pussy around his girthy shaft. Tingles danced along her skin.

Ei tensed and clutched and curled. Tension built and built until she thought she would break and then it seeped out of her with a long, drawn-out sigh. Her head spun, and her vision wavered, but she remained upright. Hiroto clenched her hip and her hair, holding her tight against him. Every pulse gave her less and less spunk.

“You made me give you so much, but you couldn’t take it all this time.” Hiroto sounded disappointed, but the satisfaction in his voice came through clear as day. “So much for the Almighty Shogun.”

Words formed in Ei’s head, but as she moved her mouth, they failed to materialize. Instead, heavy panting and soft moans escaped her. Hiroto loosened his grip on her, and she slumped. This time, however, he didn’t attempt to keep her uptight, to cradle her in his arms. She floundered, slipping off his dick, and collapsed. Her hip crashed into the ground, and she rolled to her back.

Ei’s chest rose and fell with her quick, shallow breaths. Seed leaked out of her abused cunt, running down her taint and asshole to the floor. Shivers ran through her. Her vision began to steady, solidify, and Hiroto stood over her, looming. She gulped. His cock was still hard as anything. How could one man produce so much?

Smirking, Hiroto stepped between Ei’s splayed legs. “It seems you enjoyed yourself in the end. That’s good because I’m not quite done with you yet, Your Excellency.”

“You are truly a demon,” Ei said with a sigh. As much as she wished to draw herself up off the ground, she couldn’t force her muscles to listen to her. “At least give me a moment.”

“No can do. I’m still horny as hell, and your pussy is right there, waiting for me to take it again.” Hiroto dropped to his knees, and Ei attempted to snap her thighs together. They crashed into his sides, unable to close.

Glaring at Hiroto, Ei lay on her back. He could take her right then and there, plunge back inside her filthy, stretched womanhood. Nothing would stop him. He reached for her waist, grabbing ahold of her. With a forceful tug, he hauled her up. However, when their intimate bits greeted one another, he continued. Her hips rose off the floor higher and higher.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Ei demanded, anxiety tightening her chest as her heart hammered out of control.

Hiroto flashed Ei a smile as he drew her up onto her shoulder blades. Hair scrunched up and flared out around her. He shoved her legs toward her, until she folded in half, her crotch staring up at him. “Putting you in your place.”

Strain flared along Ei’s spine, but she hadn’t the strength to fight back. Her feet dangled over her head, toes touching the wooden floor. Even more pressure settled down atop her as Hiroto all but sat on her upturned backside. He stepped beside her elbows, and her hands shot out to his knees. She pushed, but she accomplished nothing in her vulnerable position.

“Stop,” Ei stammered, panic flaring up within her. “If you’re insistent on continuing to fuck me, at least don’t put me in this humiliating position.”

“Oh, come on. Where would the fun in that be?” Hiroto shook his head as he rocked his hips back and forth, rubbing his cock through Ei’s drenched folds. “I dominated you fair and square, only reasonable that I can do with your body as I want. Besides, I’ll make you cum again; I promise.”

Hesitation gripped Ei. So many words, thoughts, and insults flew around in her mind, but she silenced them all. What more could she do? “I—Fine.” She let out a harsh sigh. “If I ever see you again after this, I will kill you.”

“We’ll see how you feel after this,” Hiroto said with an amused, knowing smile. “I figure you’ll be inviting me back before long for my services.”

“Oh, shut up and—”

Hiroto plunged his dick back into Ei. She gasped at his sudden intrusion, quavering as his thickness stuffed her full in a single stroke. He had just been inside her, forcing her to orgasm twice, yet he felt just as big as he had when he first threatened her. Pleasure ripped through her, and she moaned in delight. She couldn’t say no to him. Not now.

A shuddering groan rumbled out of Hiroto. “Fuck, this pussy is heavenly. I’m going to have to keep attacking places and defeat you more in the future if you don’t call for me.”

“Just shut up and fuck me, and I’ll let you live after this.” Ei’s chin pressed tight to her chest as force bent her neck against the ground. She stared up at Hiroto past her hanging breasts.

“So you’re admitting you want my cock? You’re finally being honest. Time to reward you for being such a good girl.”

Flexing his thighs, Hiroto rose away from Ei. His cock slipped out of her messy womanhood, yet her insides still clung to him. She shuddered as she watched inch after inch of glistening man-meat reappear. From the other position, she couldn’t see him pound her. This time, she would get a front-row seat to his dick pumping in and out of her.

Shivers ran through Ei as the flared ridges of Hiroto’s broad cockhead peeked out of her lower lips. Her hips rolled forward to prevent him from slipping out of her. The fact that her instincts told her to keep him inside her disgraced her, yet she couldn’t deny it. More than just her body craved his manhood…no matter how much she wished it wasn’t the case.

Hiroto placed his hands on Ei’s taut, stretched asscheeks. They slid down her thighs as he sank back into her. Unlike before, he took things slow. His change surprised as well as frustrated her. She grit her teeth to prevent herself from begging for his cock. He would never let her live it down if she did. Cumming for him multiple times was already bad enough.

Weight rested on Ei’s bottom, pressing her shoulders and neck into the ground. Hiroto’s dick struck her deep, but she craved something more, something harder. She rocked, attempting to coax him into faster movement without saying a word. No doubt he would understand what she desired. She only hoped he picked up on it soon.

An amused grin spread across Hiroto’s face, and he rose again. His fingers glided over Ei’s smooth, silky skin as he moved. Her insides gripped him tighter and stretched out to hold onto him for a single moment longer. Ecstasy swelled within her. If he did give her what she longed for, she would cum in no time. She didn’t care anymore—all she needed was sweet release.

Hiroto’s gaze slipped down from Ei’s eyes to her bosom. Twitches ran through him despite only the tip remaining inside. He sucked in a labored breath and thrust. The entirety of his cock plunged into her, hitting home. She moaned her delight and jiggled with the motion. He retreated the instant he buried himself balls deep in her and started to work up and down.

Ei mewled and writhed beneath Hiroto. Each slap of their joining flesh caused her to slip. However, whenever he rose, she slipped back underneath him into the right position. When he did go all-out on her, she might fall. That only delighted her further, being under his control. She craved the pounding he gave her earlier.

“It’s so good,” Hiroto said as his pace increased, keeping his steady rhythm. “I’m sure all of your guards want to do this to you, but I’m the only one who gets the honor.”

Instead of responding, Ei bit her lip. She focused on the euphoria every one of Hiroto’s thrusts instilled in her. He crashed down into her, sending her tits jiggling. If she bent any further, they might smack her in the face, ample as they were. Many a man, and even some women, have snuck—or attempted to sneak—glances at her cleavage.

Quavering overtook Ei, and she tightened around her thick, unrelenting invader. Hiroto groaned against her tightness but continued to plunge into her with long, deep strokes. With each passing moment, he sped up. His testicles slapped her exposed asshole as he piledrove into her. Pleasure ratcheted higher and higher, and her eyes fluttered.

Despite herself, Ei couldn’t keep her mouth closed. “I-I’m going to cum.” The instant the words left her lips, she gasped, heart leaping up into her throat.

Hiroto throbbed as he crashed into Ei, floundering. A grin spread across his face. “There we go. That’s much better. Your sweet voice: no need to stifle it. Let it out.”

The way Hiroto spoke to Ei while his cock plugged away at her and drove her wild competed her to wish to obey his every command. However, she resisted. At least in part. She didn’t attempt to suppress any of her moans or other unladylike noises she made, but she didn’t tell him what was on her mind.

Ei’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as Hiroto pushed her to the edge. His dick slammed into her poor pussy over and over again, splitting her in two and stretching her to her limits. She let go, throwing all caution to the wind. Her cunt clamped down on the wonderful cock fucking her, and she squealed.

Juices squirted from Ei’s happy womanhood, showering her with her own delight. They flowed into her face and ran down her abdomen to her breasts. Hiroto wished to humiliate her as much as possible, and it was working. What could be more humiliating than cumming all over herself while he continued to piston in and out of her?

Squelching rose more and more as Ei gushed. Her body trembled in ecstasy as her fingers and toes curled tight. She contracted around Hiroto, attempting to milk him. He grumbled and pushed on, faster. Just as before, he didn’t intend to give her a chance to enjoy her climax to the fullest. Instead, he meant to push her from one right to another, relentless.

“Every time you cum,” Hiroto grunted and increased his tempo, “you get so damn tight. I can’t believe it. You’re so wet, too.”

Ei’s head spun, and her own sweetness teased her lips. She attempted to focus, on anything, but failed. Her mind swirled with countless things, yet they were all overpowered by the pleasure Hiroto inflicted on her. Nothing but moans, mewling, and other unladylike noises seeped out of her with each passing second. None of them befitted a woman of her station.

Pressure swelled in Ei’s neck, and she grimaced. However, euphoria blinded her to any discomfort the instant Hiroto thrust back into her. Thickness stretched her wide, and pins and needles danced down her legs to her toes. Claps sounded whenever their bodies joined, resonating. His fat crown struck her g-spot as he drove home, and her voice rose higher in pitch.

“R-right there,” Ei blurted out, much to her shame. Her cheeks burned, but she could do nothing more than lay there, suspended in ecstasy, while Hiroto ravished her.

“Come on, Shogun, tell me more,” Hiroto encouraged, tearing his eyes off her bouncing, glistening tits.

Dryness tightened Ei’s throat. She wanted to obey him, yet some lingering part of her pride held her back. If Hiroto gave her such pleasure, why would she deny something so simple as speaking her mind, her body’s desires? No one else would hear her even if she screamed at the top of her lungs. Besides, if they could, they already would have heard her moans and shrieks.

Swallowing, Ei forced her eyes open. They only managed halfway, but that was enough to meet Hiroto’s expectant, self-satisfied gaze. “Keep fucking me like this with your big, fat cock. Reach so deep into me and stretch my pussy to its limits.”

Pleasure fluttered across Hiroto’s face, and he wavered. “Yes, you’re such a slut, Your Excellency. A couple orgasms, and you’re eating out of the palm of my hand.” He sank his fingers into her supple thighs to gain the leverage he needed to pump faster.

“Yes, yes yes,” Ei shouted, ignoring the nagging voice in the back of her mind. “You’re hitting just the right spots. Faster.” She sucked in a sharp breath. “Faster. Make me a moaning, drooling, leaking mess.”

Letting go filled Ei with such carnal bliss. Each time Hiroto stuffed her, she cried out in utter joy. He throbbed whenever he slammed, balls deep, in her. She started to slip, and he grabbed her and drew her back up. Tremors racked her, and shuddering breaths escaped her. She didn’t know how long she could hold on now freed of her hang-ups.

Hiroto’s brow furrowed in concentration. His dick twitched, wild. Not much longer now, and he wouldn’t be able to deny her either. She coiled around his wonderful, plunging cock and pawed at his knees. Her fingernails raked his skin, leaving behind small red trails. She rocked her hips, humping the air to aid in him penetrating her deeper, harder.

“Fuck,” Hiroto grumbled as his pace and rhythm wavered. Muscles tensed, and he worked himself back up to speed in no time, plugging away at Ei’s naughty womanhood. “I’m going to cum again. You’re too good, you horny little thing.”

“Do it.” Ei stared up at Hiroto, moaning as she tried to form her thoughts into words. “Plunge into my pussy and fill me with your seed. Make me cum again.”

A shaky growl rumbled out of Hiroto, and he pistoned in and out of Ei faster, wilder. She smirked up at him, tightening around his thickness. The tips of her fingers clung to his thighs, digging into them, as he slammed her over and over. He pushed her closer and closer to the edge, losing her grip, her willpower. Not that she needed it anymore.

Panting, Hiroto grabbed Ei’s legs and held her tight. “I’m going to pump your naughty cunt full of my jizz. Make sure you take it all this time.”

Ei knew she couldn’t, not if Hiroto shot anywhere near as much as last time. However, she nodded. As best she could in her bent, crumpled-over position. He plunged in and pulled out of her without hesitation. Throbs filled him, and she quavered in delight, teetering on the edge. Nothing else mattered.

“Cumming,” Ei shrieked as euphoria overtook her.

Hiroto crashed down into Ei, hilting inside her. Her shriek transformed into a high-pitched squeal, and she clamped down on his amazing cock. Fluids squirted from her happy pussy yet again, bathing her in her own excitement. He erupted in her spasming womanhood as he grunted and humped against her.

Rope after rope of thick, hot spunk pumped into Ei’s vulnerable depths. Not a single millimeter of her was spared. This time, her womanhood’s attempts at milking Hiroto didn’t go to waste. Each time he pulsed, he thrust, and her insides coaxed more and more out of him. His balls contracted near her rear entrance, tickling and teasing her.

Thrills ran down Ei’s spine as her toes and fingers curled. Her digits bit into Hiroto’s flesh. Tension gripped her muscles and left her spasming under the strain. Every pulse of seed that he emptied into her pushed her to her limits. The first spurt of excess oozed out of her cunt, and she let out a little whimper. As much as she wished to take everything he gave her, her body failed.

Cum stained Ei’s belly while also leaking down her curved back, mixing with her juices. Filth clung to her, but she didn’t feel the revulsion she expected to. Rather, she basked in the mild warmth and the satisfaction that brought out the mess. Tautness melted out of her muscles, and she relaxed. Her insides continued to spasm here and there, basking in the delight of being stuffed and overflowing.

With a sigh, Hiroto withdrew from Ei, standing. His softening manhood drew out of her, and she shivered as each inch vanished. The void he would have left behind instead overflowed with his jizz. More slopped out as he exited with a wet pop. No longer held by his hands or his cock, she slipped. Her ass crashed into the floor, splashing in a puddle of their combined filth.

The world spun as ecstasy rippled through Ei. A warmth burned in her core, and tingles danced along her skin. She didn’t care that Hiroto dropped her. The only thing on her mind was the satisfaction filling her alongside the copious amounts of his spunk. Her eyes fluttered, but she caught little more than blurred movement and streams of light.

“That was better, but you still didn’t manage to take it all,” Hiroto said, and, despite not seeing his expression, Ei heard the self-satisfied smirk in his voice. “However, that was a good attempt. If you would like to try again, seek me out south of Tatarasuna…Your Excellency.”

Footsteps echoed away. Ei attempted to raise her head, to move her arms, to say something, to do anything. However, exhaustion invaded each and every fiber of her being. Her eyelids weighed heavy, and she floundered. A sigh rushed out of her. She gave up and flopped down, covered in Hiroto’s and her fluids.

Ei’s chest rose and fell in short, shallow bursts. More cum leaked out of her and marred her intimate bits, and a smile quirked the corners of her mouth. Hiroto pounded her good; she couldn’t deny it. As enjoyable as it might have been, she wouldn’t find him again. She had far more important things to do than get fucked by some random stranger.

Despite her assertion, Ei felt something pull her away from the throne. She tried to ignore it, but, no matter how much she attempted, she couldn’t shut it out. Maybe going to see Hiroto from time to time wouldn’t be a bad idea. She could use a break, some stress relief every once in a while. No. She couldn’t. Her duties demanded she stay here and lead her people. Unless….