Beast Castle

“Episode 17”

Ray was in love. The emotions she stole glimpses of with her ears were more overwhelming than she imagined. Whenever she looked at Clodan, her heart fluttered nervously, her mind clouded, and her rationality became uncertain, like a patient taking cold medicine every day. Ray found it unsettling and tumultuous.

“Yeah, yeah, Clodan, yeah! Ohhh! Yeah, oops, ohhh!”

“Like that?”

It was dawn. They had been in the room since afternoon, going back and forth between being awake and dozing off. Ray had fainted once after sharing her love with Clodan, but when she woke up, it started again.

Ray was sitting astride Clodan’s thighs. Clodan demanded her to move her waist, stimulating his manhood to a shiver.

“Shake your hips.”

“I-I’m not, it’s hard, honey, you should do it.”

“You’re doing fine, what are you talking about?”

If she didn’t do as he thought, he would stubbornly twist and touch her sensitive spot. The floor was slippery because of the bodily fluids. With a leash around her neck, Ray clumsily moved her waist. But she came too deep. Even a slight movement would make her sensitive spot tremble and her genitals tighten. It was a hasty and sensitive pleasure.

“Too much, too… Oh, oh…”

“Faster.”

“Honey, if you say you’ll do it, yeah, oh, yeah?”

“That’s beside the point. Right now, you move.”

As Ray hesitated with trembling movements, Clodan vigorously moved her waist.

“Ugh, ah!”

“If I move…”

“Uh, oh…”

“You’ll regret it.”

“I… I can’t… do it well…”

“I’ll give you another chance, so try harder.”

Fearful, Ray lifted her waist and gently lowered it. It was a smooth motion, like a butterfly. Clodan waited. As she lifted and lowered her waist again, Clodan fiercely thrust into her.

“Oh! No!”

“Yes!”

“I don’t want… Please, stay still, please.”

Now she moved her lips everywhere, as if urging Clodan. But he couldn’t bear to wait any longer.

“I gave you a chance.”

“Yeah! Ah! No, I don’t want… Oh!”

“Given a chance, you perform well. Why are you crying? Why are you crying?”

“I… I… Honey, honey, oh, ah!”

“I don’t even know what you’re saying, haah… If you call me honey, does that mean it’s all right? More, more intense, stop acting like you’re going to leave. I told you to tighten up. Don’t you know what I mean?”

As he forcefully pulled out, Ray’s genitals were tightly filled. Clodan snapped fiercely. The previous softness was gone. Only the intense thrusts remained, piercing Ray. She convulsed on the bed, and each penetration felt like it would tear her apart.

“How’s that? Delicious, right?”

“Ah… oh, when will it end? Yeah?”

He had the look of a fisherman confident in his bait. Clodan leaned his forehead against Ray’s white shoulder and whispered.

“You know what I’m crazy about.”

“I… I don’t know. Clodan, really. I really don’t know.”

“Poor Ray. Then you’ll have to cry all day.”

“Clodan, Clodan…”

Ray, penetrated from behind like a dog, barely turned her head and sent Clodan her sincere feelings.

“I love you. I love you a lot.”

“…”

“But staying up all night… It’s too… hard. Look at me. Yeah? We have plenty of time… oh, oh!”

The intensity was different from before. He thrust recklessly into her, conquering the depths of her genitals.

“Ha… oh! Ah, Clodan?”

At most, she thought he would speak lewd words or mimic according to his own level. But Ray was Ray. In the vulnerable time when they were naked and exposed to each other, she shattered him with the most difficult words. There was no longer any room for consideration.

“This, this isn’t it, this, ah, oh!”

Her eyes, unfocused, stared blankly. Held by the waist, Ray gradually pushed off the bed. Driven by pleasure, Clodan relentlessly pursued, thrusting fiercely whenever Ray twisted her waist. Ray, in disbelief, futilely covered her ears. With nothing to hold onto, her mind went blank, which was terrifying.

“Help, help me! Clodan, Clodan! Ohh, uh, oh, ahh!”

It was a dreadful climax. But the silent Clodan thrust even harder into the quivering intimacy, intensifying his movements. He even twisted his waist, ruthlessly pounding deeper. Ray crawled forward in a desperate attempt to survive, only to be caught and dragged back.

Now, the pain was more intense than the pleasure. The pain of losing control was relentless. Even as Ray writhed and struggled, the solid manhood ruthlessly ravaged inside her, dripping fluids all the way to the floor. Puddles of fluids covered the floor.

“Ah! Oh! Ohh! Ah! Cl-Clodan! Oh!”

The climax struck Ray several times. Ray tried everything. She tried to force Clodan to ejaculate by squeezing her intimacy tightly, but Clodan, even more excited, only increased his pace. Ray grabbed onto the bed and bit into Clodan’s arm, but he remained motionless.

“Come on, honey, now, ohhh! Finish it! Stop, stop it!”

Ray wildly kissed everywhere she could reach. It was a desperate struggle for survival.

“Cl, uhh, Clodan, honey, yes, please! Oh, oh, ohhh!”

“Stop… stop talking.”

Ray’s frantic movements were driven by a desire to survive.

“Cl, uhh, Rodan, honey, yes, please! Oh, oh, ohhh!”

“Stop… stop talking.”

Ray’s frantic movements were driven by a desire to survive.

“Cl, uhh, Rodan, honey, yes, please! Oh, oh, ohhh!”

“Stop… stop talking.”

Ray’s frantic movements were driven by a desire to survive.

Ray’s response intensified.

“I, I, keep going. It’s too, hah, too hard, I can’t!”

Clodan wet Ray’s chin and kissed her. His movements became faster. Ray, pushed to the edge of the bed, wrapped her hand around Clodan’s neck.

“Ah, ah, ohhh!”

As Clodan withdrew his lips, semen erupted inside her. Feeling the tight sensation, Ray made indistinguishable sounds, whether screams or moans.

“Haa…”

Clodan rested his head on Ray’s back and gently trembled his hips. The semen continued to flow inside Ray.

“Ah, oh, ugh, I don’t want this, please, no…”

Thinking she mistook semen for her own genitals, Ray scratched and bit Clodan’s arm. It was an outburst of anger towards the perpetrator.

“Stop, stop coming in, I don’t want it, I don’t want…”

“It’s not a dick. It’s semen.”

“I don’t want it, stop it, okay? I don’t want…”

“Say you like it. Then I’ll pull out.”

Ray, still penetrated, believed him immediately.

“Okay, okay, I like it.”

“What do you like?”

“Because it feels good. Clodan. I like it. I like it.”

“My cock?”

Clodan asked quietly as he moved his hips to slightly withdraw his genitals. Then, gently, he inserted them back in and pushed the semen further inside. Feeling betrayed, Ray burst into tears.

“Liar, liar! I don’t want it, pull out!”

“You have to say it clearly.”

“I hate it, I’ll hate you. Huh, I, I don’t want it. I hate you.”

Clodan embraced Ray, calming her down with kisses on her forehead, but his genitals remained inside.

“Pull out. I don’t want it. Clodan, I hate you.”

“Okay, stop crying.”

“I’m bad. You’re a bad guy. Huh…”

“If you cuddle like that, my cock will twitch.”

“Ugh… I hate it. Let go. Let go. Pull out. Let go of this! I want to leave.”

“Not pulling out. It’s mine.”

“Let me go, I can’t take it anymore.”

Clodan patted Ray’s back. He buried his nose in her neck and even sniffed deeply into her lungs. Ray, who initially whimpered and cried, gradually found peace.

With her tired cheek against Clodan, she fell asleep. Her hair, which Mrs. Mary carefully tied up, was a mess. The golden hair, like her exhausted owner, was scattered. Clodan untied it all, letting the long hair fly freely.

“Our child looks like your hair.”

A child. Even saying the word was surprising. Ray, who could not be convinced even if the mistress ran around until her feet were on fire, achieved what she could not. Imagining a baby with fair skin felt awkward. Even his tender hands could feel cold, and calling himself a father felt immature.

“I don’t want… to sleep…”

“Talking in your sleep?”