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[Content Warning — This chapter contains themes of coercive control, sexual violence, physical punishment, emotional subjugation, and non-consensual sexual acts presented within a power-imbalanced relationship. Reader discretion is strongly advised.]
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"Would you try to sabotage me again?" Kanzou questioned coldly, his gaze fixed on the raven-haired woman trembling before him, on all fours, her head buried into the sheets, her bare ass raised high, both asscheeks flushed crimson from the relentless spanking she had endured.
Mikoto couldn't answer. Her mind spun in a dizzy haze; her body felt like molten jelly. Every nerve still tingled from the punishment, leaving her trembling and humiliated in ways she couldn't put into words.
Sweat and slick, shameful wetness trickled down her thighs, each drop tracing the path of her torment. Every time Kanzou's palm met her skin, a shockwave of pain along with pleasure rippled through her, twisting her insides until she felt like she might lose her mind.
Cha!
Another sharp slap cracked across her ass, and her body jerked violently as something warm gushed from her slick folds.
Kanzou didn't acknowledge it—didn't even slow down. His tone remained firm, commanding, almost clinical. "Answer me when I ask you a question."
Mikoto couldn't form words. Her throat trembled, her lips parted—but no sound came. Instead, she weakly shook her head.
The motion, however, made her ass sway—left and right, in helpless, erotic rhythm. She hadn't meant to look so inviting… but her trembling body betrayed her.
And Kanzou saw everything. Every quiver. Every twitch. Every drop.
"I need to hear it clearly from you…" Kanzou scolded in a low and cutting tone. He was unwilling to accept her weak, trembling silence.
"I-I…" she tried to speak—but her voice broke into a gasp as Kanzou suddenly flicked her clit with his thumb, sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine and wrenching a helpless moan from her lips, "Haaah~"
"It seems," he murmured with a smirk, "I still need to punish you properly… give you a real disciplinary lesson."
Without another word, he unfastened his pants and boxers as his erect cock sprang free—thick, heavy, and veined with hunger that he aligned at the entrance of her pussy, and in the next instant, he thrust forward.
There was no warning. No mercy as he drove himself into her dripping cunt in one savage motion, the wet heat of her body swallowing him to the hilt.
Cha!
At the same time, his hand struck her already-throbbing asscheek again. The sting and the sudden fullness collided—pain and pleasure exploding together like lightning through her nerves.
Mikoto's world went white. Her back arched, her breath hitched, and her scream tore free from her throat.
"A-aaahhh~! K-Kanzou-sama… too deep… it'sh too muuuch~!" she wailed, her body lurching forward on the bed, fingers clawing at the sheets just to hold herself together, and not fall face-first from his thrust.
But Kanzou didn't give her a moment to adjust. His hips snapped back—then slammed forward again, sticking to that rhythm, again and again.
Schlap! Schlap!
Each thrust was merciless, his cock pistoning into her with brutal, rhythmic force, battering her cervix as though he meant to break through it while her scalded asscheeks rippled with every impact…
Cha!
Another slap landed mid-thrust—sharp, searing, perfectly timed. The pain bloomed hot across her skin, forcing her walls to flutter violently around him in spasmodic clenches that milked his cock with every movement.
"Fuuuck… your cunt's gripping me like a vice, Mikoto," Kanzou growled, his voice thick with lust as his hand clamped onto her hip hard enough to bruise. He yanked her back onto his cock with every thrust, his words cutting through her moans like a cruel decree. "This is what disobedience gets you—fucked raw until you remember your place."
His free hand came down again, alternating cheeks in rhythm with his pounding hips—thwack! on the right as he bottomed out, cha! on the left as he ground deep, twisting her insides with the veiny heat of his cock.
"Nngh~! Ahhnnn~! P-please… s-slow down… it hurttsshh~!" Mikoto sobbed, her voice cracking, her head thrashing from side to side as her dark hair whipped across her sweat-slicked back. But her pleas melted into broken moans, her body betraying her with every involuntary buck—pushing back ever so slightly, chasing the punishing rhythm.
Each strike turned her skin redder, welts rising like marks of his claim, while slick, wet sounds filled the air—her arousal spilling freely, coating his shaft in a glistening sheen that made every thrust slide deeper, rougher, crueller.
Cha! Cha! Cha!
Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Hurts?" He laughed darkly, the sound low and mocking as he leaned forward, pressing his chest against her trembling back.
"I didn't hear it correctly… did you say that it hurts?" he repeated near her ear, his breath hot and heavy. "Well, isn't that good? Feel it. Every slap, every thrust—this is your punishment. This is your lesson that you need to learn."
His pace turned feral—hips blurring as he pounded into her with savage rhythm. The bed creaked and groaned beneath the relentless force. Each brutal thrust dragged her fluttering walls along the thick ridges of his cock, scraping over every sensitive spot that made her vision explode with white stars.
The spanks didn't stop either, each one a sharp burst of fire that turned her ass a furious shade of red, the sting feeding straight into the molten pleasure twisting deep in her core.
"I-I'm… haaah~! L-learning… I'll be good… I'll be obedient!" she gasped, her voice splintering into delirious cries as drool slipped from her parted lips, her body trembled uncontrollably, and an orgasm surged. Instantly, her pussy clenched erratically around his cock and slick walls spasmed with desperate, rhythmic squeezes.
The rough drag of his cock, the searing slaps on her burning skin—it was too much. Too intense. Her body betrayed her completely, and before she could even comprehend it, the coiled heat inside her snapped.
Pleasure detonated through her like a violent storm.
"A-aaahhhhnnn~! C-cuuummiiinggg~! K-Kanzou-shamaaa~! F-forgive meee~❤️!" she screamed in raw and broken voice as a torrent of hot nectar burst from between her trembling thighs.
Shplurt… shplurt… gushhhh~!
The flood drenched everything—his cock, her thighs, the bed beneath them—until the sheets clung wetly to her skin. Her whole body quivered, thighs shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave of aftershocks rolled through her.
Limp and shuddering, her tongue lolled from her open mouth, drool bubbling down her chin as her face froze in a shameless ahegao smile.
Kanzou's eyes narrowed, fury flashing in their black depths. "You… dare squirt without permission?" he snarled in a venomous growl that sliced through her hazy bliss. "You think this is pleasure? This is punishment—and when I'm punishing you, you do not cum without my permission."
"Pathetic," he spat again, his lips curling in disgust. "Even in punishment, you can't do anything right—and you have the nerve to say you're learning? Hmph… worthless. You really do need to be educated properly."
Without mercy, his hand fisted in her long black hair, gripping at the roots. He yanked her head back viciously. The sharp pull sent white-hot pain lancing through her scalp. Her spine arched in a trembling bow, her tear-streaked, bliss-drunk face forced upward toward him.
Her eyes crossed slightly in delirium, tongue still lolling from her parted lips, cheeks burning crimson with shame and pleasure interwoven.
"A-ahh~! F-forgive me… it was… too muchhh a-and… too gooood~!" Mikoto whimpered, tears spilling anew as her scalp burned under his grip. Yet even through the pain, her pussy only clenched tighter around his cock, as the physical agony only stoked the twisted fire of her need.
Kanzou's other hand shot up, fingers digging into her cheeks with bruising force, squeezing until her lips puckered into a helpless, pained pout, "I… c-couldn't—mmph… control it… at all."
"Shut up," he hissed.
Then he crashed his mouth against hers in a brutal, claiming kiss—teeth clashing, lips bitten, tongues tangling as he devoured her muffled whimpers and sobs. Mikoto yielded completely, kissing him back despite the pain, wanting to please him despite the roughness.
All the while, his hips never stopped, driving forward again, hammering deep into her with savage, unrelenting thrusts.
Clap! Clap!
The rhythm never faltered—each thrust drove through her with punishing force, jolting her entire body as her full, somewhat conical breasts bounced and jiggled wildly beneath her.
While his lips devoured hers in a fierce, breath-stealing kiss, Kanzou's hand left her face, sliding down to seize one of her heaving breasts in a cruel, possessive grip. His fingers dug deep into the soft flesh until it bulged between them as if on the verge of being burst open like balloons, but didn't, of course, that didn't mean there wasn't pain.
Next, he found her stiff nipple and pinched, twisted, and rolled it between his fingers with sadistic precision. The sharp sting shot straight to her core like lightning, making her walls spasm helplessly around him.
"Mmmph~! Nngh~!" Her muffled cries vibrated against his mouth, her back arching in agony and ecstasy alike, but he swallowed every sound she made.
The kiss turned sloppy, wet, and punishing—saliva trailing messily from their joined lips.
Finally, he broke away with a wet pop, a glistening strand of spit stretching between them before snapping. His eyes darkened. Without hesitation, he sank his teeth into her shoulder—biting down hard enough to draw blood.
The coppery tang met his tongue as Mikoto's scream tore through the room.
"Iiiyaaaah~! H-hurts… Kanzou-shamaaa~!" she wailed, the pain blooming hot and raw, branding her skin in crimson marks.
But he didn't stop. He trailed the bites up her neck, nipping and sucking at her delicate skin, leaving behind a trail of bruises that would stain her for days. Each mark was a signature, each thrust a reminder of her punishment.
Pla! Pla!
Cha! Cha!
Savage spanks punctuated his every thrust, the crack of flesh against flesh kept echoing through the bedroom.
Her ass clenched reflexively around his cock, her body twitching from the dual onslaught of pain and pleasure. Tears mingled with drool on her chin as she thrashed weakly in his grasp—caught between torment and bliss, completely at his mercy.
"Feel that? Every bite, every pinch—that's for your insolence," Kanzou rasped against her skin in a low and rough voice muffled slightly by another savage nip at her collarbone. His teeth sank in just long enough to make her gasp before he released, his breath still hot against her trembling, white, sweaty flesh.
His hand switched to her other breast, which he seized with the same merciless intent. He kneaded the soft mound until it also bulged between his fingers and threatened to burst, then found the nipple—already swollen and tender—and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, pinching until she cried out in raw, broken sobs.
"P-pleashhe… I'll be better…!" Mikoto babbled between gasps, her voice hoarse, the words slurred and trembling.
"Humph." Kanzou snorted, lifting his head from her neck. He released her skin with a final, bruising suck, leaving behind a dark hickey that bloomed purple against her pale flesh.
Then, without warning, he shoved her head down into the bed. Her cheek mashed into the sheets, soaked from her own sweat and squirt. His hand shifted away, and in its place, he hooked one leg over her head—pressing his foot firmly on the back of her skull.
The weight pinned her mercilessly. Her cries were muffled into the mattress, reduced to garbled, broken whimpers as her body writhed beneath him like a conquered prize.
"N-no more… p-pleashhe… mercy~!" Mikoto's muffled plea came out as a trembling sob, swallowed by the sheets.
Her scalp still burned from where he had yanked her hair, her neck throbbed from the bites, and her nerves sang with the exquisite torment of it all. She squirmed weakly beneath him, ass still high in the air, her pussy clenching around his invading cock—begging, wordlessly, for the ruin he intended to deliver.
Kanzou's hips blurred into a frenzy, pounding into her with savage, unrelenting force—each thrust a punishing collision that drove the air from her lungs and slammed his balls against her clit.
The schlap-schlap-schlap of flesh on flesh drowned out her muffled sobs, the sound echoing obscenely through the room.
His foot pressed harder into the back of her head, grinding her face deeper into the soaked sheets. Her breaths came in ragged, desperate snorts through the fabric as he took her like a beast unleashed, every motion raw and merciless.
Cha!
Vicious spanks kept cracking across her welted cheeks mid-thrust, the impact exploding through her nerves. Her body jerked violently, her walls clenching around him in chaotic spasms as the sharp sting mingled with the relentless pounding.
"Fuuuck… that's it—take your punishment, you disobedient woman," Kanzou growled through gritted teeth, his voice rough with lust and rage. His free hand dug cruelly into her hip, using it as a handle to pull her back into his thrusts with brutal precision.
The bed groaned beneath them, its frame creaking in protest. Her body jolted forward with every violent drive, her breasts squeezed against the sheets, nipples catching painfully as each motion scraped raw against the fabric. The coil inside her tightened unbearably, twisting agony into something dangerously close to bliss.
Wet, slick schlicks accompanied every withdrawal, his cock glistening with her arousal as it foamed around his base—proof of how deeply the punishment had warped her shame into need.
Schlap! Schlap! Cha!
Each sound struck like thunder. Her muffled screams vibrated helplessly against the mattress—"Mmmph~! H-hurts~!"—as tears blurred her vision. Stars burst behind her eyes, her thoughts scattering under the onslaught.
The dual torment of his pounding cock and the crushing weight on her head pushed her past reason, her body twitching uncontrollably beneath him. Yet Kanzou didn't let her fall over the edge. His rhythm remained deliberate—cruelly controlled, calculated to drag out her suffering—until she was a drooling, trembling, incoherent mess, her mind blank, her will shattered.
Before long, the pressure inside him snapped.
With a guttural roar—"Grrraaah~! I'm filling you up… take it all, Mikoto!"—Kanzou drove himself to the hilt one final time. His cock throbbed violently, swelling impossibly thick as hot ropes of cum erupted deep into her womb.
Spurrrt... spurrrt... spurrrt~!
Thick, scalding jets flooded her insides, overflowing almost instantly to spill out in creamy rivulets around his girth. The mix of his seed and her slickness dripped down in a filthy puddle beneath them as he ground himself deeper, rolling his hips to wring out every last drop into her convulsing heat. His leg stayed braced on her head, keeping her pinned as shuddering aftershocks coursed through his body.
Beneath him, Mikoto whimpered weakly, her pussy fluttering around him in helpless spasms. The heat of his release filled her completely, the weight and warmth of it forcing a broken, breathless moan from her throat.
The denied pleasure trembled just beneath the surface, leaving her trembling on the brink—marked inside and out, utterly claimed.
"Th-thank you… f-for punishing me… Kanzou-shamaaa~…" she gasped faintly, her voice hoarse and frayed, her body collapsing limp against the bed as his cum continued to seep from her swollen folds.
Kanzou looked down at her ruined, trembling form with a cold smirk. "Do you think this is the end?" he said darkly, his voice low and edged with amusement. "We're not finished yet. Let's take this to the bathroom…"
Without another word, he hooked an arm around her waist and lifted her effortlessly, her limp body hanging pliant against him as he carried her toward the bathroom—where her punishment would continue.
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