24. The Lowest R*pe (Round Two)

“Hah… this is the first time I’ve ever come out this much. Her Highness’s there… it was so overflowing.”

Even though Charlotte’s uterus had been filled to the brim and her cervix had been blasted with enough white, turbid semen that it spurted out through the tight, slippery folds of her pussy, the man refused to pull out of her body.

Charlotte had been released from the guillotine restraint device only moments ago, yet she remained completely lost in her own mind. With her whole body twitching—hiccup, hiccup—she kept replaying in her head what had been done to her, how shamelessly her body had reacted, and how many times she had to suffer through that humiliation.

“Even so… what an amazing body. After just one or two times, there’s no way it can be satisfied.”

The erection of the outcast man showed no sign of softening.

“Without holding back, fuck her until you’re satisfied,” Spica, the black slave, said casually.

“Really?” “I said it, didn’t I? When the highest human hosts the seed of the lowest human, a true new humanity is born. That’s what Lord Kadota calls the ‘Human Completion Plan.’”

Even after the lie, it seemed Evana understood that Kadota had been a serious otaku in his original world.

“Got it. I’ll keep pumping my seed deep inside Her Highness’s pussy until my balls are empty. I’m going to knock Her Highness up. Her Highness, be prepared for it.”

Looking at the completely gory-white body of the princess knight—broken by both the gentle teasing and the rape—the man muttered with a twisted expression. If someone dreamed of a goddess, they probably became something like this: a naked body right in the middle between youth and maturity. He stared at her with lascivious eyes and embraced her tightly.

The skin shone with a blinding white glow. Everywhere it touched was soft and plush, yet whenever he stroked it, it bounced back with fresh elasticity. Her slender limbs gave her an impression of fragility, but her breasts were perky and beautiful, with a wonderful swell. Her waist was narrow and pinched, and when he touched it the firmness felt stronger than anywhere else. From the elegant curve of her waist to her twin buttocks, then down to her legs that tapered sharply at the thighs and ankles—every single part of her again ignited the man’s desire.

“N-no… no… at least… knock her up with your outcast brat’s seed… please… please…”

Pearl-sized tears the size of grapes spilled from Charlotte’s eyes. She wept so hard they ran down her cheeks. No matter how she struggled, she knew she couldn’t avoid becoming a pregnant, swollen-belly slave. If she were just a person from another world, she could still deceive herself into thinking it was inevitable. But she could never accept being impregnated by an untouchable outcast’s seed. That single sentence, however, only made the outcast man even more worked up.

“So you don’t want to get pregnant with my seed? Too bad. I’m definitely going to knock you up!”

He pinned her on her back and slammed straight into the depths without any foreplay. The oversized cock rammed into the still-virgin flower lips, which still retained a trace of girlish transparency. The beautiful, petal-like outer lips and the slick, clinging inner folds made the man even harder.

“Ahhh, Her Highness smells so good.” He wanted to savor the fresh, seventeen-year-old virgin scent rising from her skin. Still joined together, he rubbed his entire body against Charlotte’s skin.

“K… ah… g-get off me!”

She desperately tried to tighten her beautiful face with blush, but her body was numb, and the best she could manage was glaring back at him with sharp eyes.

“What a nice face when the princess is angry. Thinking that this beautiful face will soon be painted with despair… my son is getting even more energetic. Alright, this is round two.” “Eh…? …Hyaahaaaa!”

With a rough hand he grabbed her arm, flipped her body over with brute force, and turned her from lying on her back into the same prone position as before. It was just a change in posture, but for a princess knight who was still impaled by that massive cock, there was no way she could endure it.

The blunt head of the penis, spinning wildly, mercilessly gouged into the seventeen-year-old virgin’s vaginal membrane.

“Uwaaaah! S-stop… please… don’t be so rough…”

The vaginal walls twisted so violently that her internal organs felt like they were being wrung around. Charlotte let out a pained moan. It was a rear-entry position.

“Hihihi, this is the same position as a beast’s mating. From now on, Your Highness is our livestock. I’ll fuck you in this position the rest of your life. Look at that erotic ass of yours—made perfectly for getting fucked hard.”

The man carefully stroked the bold flare and firm buttocks of the lower half of his body. He didn’t do the frantic pistoning from earlier. Instead, he leisurely enjoyed the feel of Charlotte’s flesh, taking his time.

“Maybe this is necessary,” Spica murmured. Capella took a golden syringe from his leather bag and filled it with pink liquid.

“Oho ho ho ho, how pitiful you are, Charlotte. I’ll make you even more pathetic. The more humiliated you become, the closer you get to becoming a perfect flesh slave.”

He lifted the long, beautiful golden hair of the girl lying face-down and peered at her. He looked at the amber-amber eyes of the half-god Muse—perfect save for her innocence—now filled with tears. His face was full of excitement.

He slid his fingers over her slender neck and back, then peered into the depths of the twin buttocks where his cock was buried. The slit into which the enormous penis had been rammed, though childlike and hairless, had stretched surprisingly flexibly.

When he parted the plump labia, the salmon-pink vaginal membrane that peeked through was already sticky with nectar, clinging tightly to the violent intruder penis.

“Now, good girl, don’t cry anymore. From now on, Capella is going to give Her Highness a wonderful injection in her most important place. ♡”

He stroked her well-shaped buttocks and inserted his fingers into the ant-hole between them. He pierced the sensitive spot in the middle with the golden needle and injected the mysterious pinkish cloudy liquid.

“Uuu… n-no… kuuuh… uwaaaaaah! I-it hurts!”

The pain that had been numbed by the giant cock’s injection suddenly returned full force. The fuzzy head in her mind finally woke up. The virgin tried to writhe away from the man who was pinning her down. But with her exhausted stamina, she could only be held tightly around the tiny waist while her flower was completely filled, unable to escape.

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