My World to Free-use

178: Zara: Punishment

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Zara was obviously in pain, but in her eyes, there was a clear haze of lust, mixed with a lingering pain and determination.

I created more lube, which took some time; hence, I went through the trouble of creating the mood even when her ass was already used once.

I coated my dick in lube and inserted it in her thick, soft ass, going in search of her hidden asshole.

It didn’t take long to find it, and it didn’t take a lot of force to force past the tight hole, going straight into the warm embrace of her ass once again.

I pushed in slowly, of course, not fast, even if her ass had been fucked a few times before, and once just a few minutes ago. I made sure to watch her reaction carefully, her sharp gasps as I stretched her ass for the second time tonight.

“Aaahnn—! Jack… it still hurts… Hnggg…”

Though she might be wailing and telling me it hurt her, she was actually pulling me in this time.

The resistance I faced was instinctive, not something she wanted. She wanted me inside.

I continued to enter her inch by inch carefully, the natural tightness gripping me firmly. Zara’s hands clutched her feet and struggled a lot to keep them in place.

Even if I wanted to use mana now since I had tasted her naturally once, I didn’t have enough mana for it, not if I wanted to go for the third round.

“Haaahh…!! So th-thick…!!!”

“Does it hurt?”

“Y-yes… but I do-don’t want you to let… go…”

“Then I shouldn’t stop?”

“N-no… Never… stop… Go dee-deeper….

As I talked to her, distracting her mind with our conversation, I continued to move and had managed to fully bury myself inside of her once again.

I stayed still for a moment, letting her adjust. I leaned down and took one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking it before I moved up north, making my way to her collarbone, then her neck, and then her lips.

Just like Martha, Zara was a natural at kissing. Well, actually, she was a natural all-rounder at sex.

Her soft lips clung to mine like they were attached, giving way for her tongue, which was also very soft and slimy.

I heard some grumbling, as if she was trying to say something through our kiss, but I didn’t care what she had to say right now.

While kissing her, I continued to move slowly from down below, after successfully relaxing her a little by distracting her.

Rayla moaned shakily in my mouth, still trying to say something, but once again, I didn’t give her the chance to say anything. I sucked harder on her lips and licked her tongue more, alternating between sucking and biting her lips.

I did so all while deeply thrusting into her ass, although still very slow.

Zara’s muffled moans were a mix of pain and emerging pleasure. Her body was trembling beneath me with every moment.

Her hands were still firmly holding her legs in place, maybe afraid of her punishments. I was actually hoping she would let go, so I would be able to punish her before the third and last round, but Zara was more determined than I had thought.

Well, let’s see how long she could actually last.

I kept the pace slow, but a little faster than before. Playing with her tongue was no longer an act of intimacy or distracting her, but actually a very enjoyable task. It was like bullying your favorite nerd in school. Weak and timid.

Her tongue was as if trying to escape me as she again tried to say something, but every time her tongue managed to escape mine, I would chase her down and begin to lick it all over again, making it weaker and weaker for her to resist.

My pace was slowly increasing, and Zara’s muffled moans were also becoming sharper and more refined, as the faint sparks of pleasure began to fuel the fire of her desire.

I continued to fuck her in that position, going harder and faster with each second until…

“MMMPPPHHNNHMMMHHMMMM!!!!”

She came, and I managed to pull back just in time before her teeth came down.

Phew.

That could have been bad.

But the sight that welcomed me was something else.

Zara was beneath me, trembling and convulsing, especially at her hips and crotch, as she came violently from getting fucked in her ass.

Her ass trembled so violently that it was like she was being electrocuted. I couldn’t help but admire the view I had created beneath me.

And wanna know the best part?

Her hands were no longer on her legs.

Haha.

“Haa… Haa…”

She took deep, deep breaths. So deep her chest was rising so high up as her own chest size.

It was a mesmerizing sight, and it was a miracle that I hadn’t cum by now. But I was sure I would have if her ass had tightened even a little more.

I pulled out, finally letting her feel something.

She looked at me, her eyes hazy and all confused, as she asked in a shaky tone, “Wh-why did… you… sh-stop? Ar-are you do-done?”

She must have known I didn’t cum, so she must be wondering why I had stopped even when I hadn’t released anything inside of her.

“You let go of your legs, Zara. You know what that means, right?”

Zara looked below at her legs, now lying straight on their own, as her hands were also lethargically set on her sides. Her eyes widened immediately as she quickly replied…

“No…! No! It wa-wasn’t my… my fault…”

“Fault or not. You have to be punished, Zara.”

I said, keeping a smile on my face, but there must have been something in my eyes because Zara’s whole body quivered.

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“Ja-Jack… Why here? And why… like this?”

Zara asked, her voice shaky and afraid.

Now, one could wonder what I could possibly do in a world without sexual knowledge that would make one feel embarrassment and humiliation?

I mean, even if I told her to walk throughout the castle naked, the only complaint she would have is that the commoners would see her dignified, noble body.

Nothing more, nothing less. So, what could I have possibly done to warrant such a question?

So…

I led Zara out into the private garden where she was the other day when I came to her for the first time in this castle. It was late at night, so there was barely anyone in the wing, and even if someone was there, they did nothing but glance at us once, since Zara was with me, even if she was buck naked from head to toe.

Up until that moment, it was fine. It all changed when we entered the garden. I told Zara to get into a certain position that would make it a little difficult for her to walk, but I wasn’t expecting her to feel humiliated from that.

Hence the question…

“Wh-why do I have to be on my kn-knees and hands like a mon-monster?”

Yeah, I forgot; animals didn’t exist in this world.

“It’s your punishment, Zara, remember?”

Zara quivered as she replied, “But Jack… this is undignified… for a noble lady such as myself.”

“It may be, but this is your punishment, remember? You shouldn’t have let go of your legs if you didn’t want to be punished.”

“Th-that was because you…”

“Because I what?”

“…”

Zara didn’t argue anymore and got into position, on all fours, her knees on the stones in the garden path as well as her hands, like an animal.

She hesitated greatly, her face showing great discomfort, but did as she was told.

Her heavy tits hung down, and her plump ass was raised high.

The position made her feel exposed, but I could bet all my fortune she didn’t give a single fuck about that. What mattered to her was the animal, or the monster treatment, in that world’s view.

I summoned something from my inventory, a mana crystal and a piece of monster remains, a horn to be exact, and used them to create a study bowl.

I used a skill to create artificial water from mana and placed the bowl on the ground, placing it in front of Zara, “Drink. But only from your mouth, no hands.”

Zara probably couldn’t understand that part, because people here didn’t groom animals, so she probably wasn’t familiar with how animals are usually fed.

But, for some reason, her cheeks burned red as she lowered her head, her long black hair falling around her face, and she began lapping at the water like a dog.

Even though she couldn’t understand, the act itself might have felt somewhat degrading. A noblewoman on all fours, here in an open garden where anyone could see, being commanded by a commoner, her supposed servant, and making her drink water in such a demeaning way that she wasn’t familiar with, but for some reason struck her pride. Still, she continued, even though her pride screamed at her, the cool water dripped from her chin onto the grass.

Haha.

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