I Reincarnated as a Noble Bastard, So I'm Seducing All the Villainess

Chapter 94: Letting My Inner Sadist Appear


It is impossible to describe the satisfaction I am having now. For starters, I set the stone aside and focused my eyes exclusively on Ophelia, while lying on the bed with my arms outstretched, looking like a gangster who just managed to threaten a young girl.

Thinking in retrospect, I really am doing this, but that's beside the point. I've wanted to teach this slut a lesson for a while, mainly for having such a wretched secretary and for deceiving me in that shameful way. I let out a yawn, resting my elbow on my side and then my fist on my face, in a somewhat stretched-out position.

"Hey, dwarf, you're terrible at this."

Looking down, I see Ophelia obeying what I asked earlier like the good whore she is. The rage behind those eyes is simply too funny for me, but the way she tries to give me pleasure is terrible. It's as if this idiot has never had sex before, that must be another reason why I was so limp earlier.

I know she might try to bite my dick at any moment, but that will only make the report I give to Duke Moonlight worse. In fact, thinking in retrospect, I didn't even need to forge evidence, he would believe me anyway, considering what I did for the Imperial City and how I've changed lately.

Well, it's too late to cry over spilled milk.

"Try a boobjob. You can't even suck properly."

Ophelia lets out a grunt of anger. I pick up the stone again, shaking it like a type of spirit-purging amulet, and I love the way the Mayor keeps looking at my slightly flaccid cock. She finally finds the courage and puts it between her breasts. Oh, now that's better, the view is very good.

Ophelia with both hands on her breasts, her mouth slightly open and trying to suck the head of my cock, showing a small pout while running her tongue over it and moving her breasts in rhythm, this is enough to make me slightly excited. The sensation isn't good enough, I confess, but it's serviceable. It's like premium masturbation.

I adjust the pillow under my head, wondering where Elizia might be at this point, only to be met with a pair of blue eyes staring at us through the curtain slit. Wait a minute, she's there?! What the fuck!

"Ow! Why did you hit me like that?!"

I didn't hit her, my blood just flowed too fast to my dick with the shock and hit your face, you pervert. I look back at the dwarf again, but this time without saying much, hoping for at least a good service. I forgot to mention, but I decided to joke earlier involving the payment and said I would pay her for sex... this idiot accepted, because she was getting paranoid about the repercussions of what would happen.

It feels great to be a scoundrel, huh...

My best friend gets wet with the saliva from Ophelia's throat, who slowly lowers her head to begin that clumsy blowjob. It would have been better to stick to the boobjob, I would feel better... Hah. You know what? Depending on this woman is just going to drive me crazy.

I quickly raise my torso, startling her and making her lie down on the bed, with me on top.

"I had no idea your only talent was stealing other people's money, because you still can't even do that right... I guess I'll report you to the Duke anyway, it's not worth keeping contact with someone who doesn't even return the favor properly."

"W-Wait, I still can...!"

"Shut your fucking mouth."

I hold Ophelia's cheeks and force her to be silent. I can see the fear behind those wide eyes that are transitioning between terror and a hint of lust. Seriously, this whole thing is annoying, so I'll satisfy myself on my own.

"Here's the deal: I'm going to make you my toy. Just stay still and I'll show you how it works."

Taking advantage of the position, I thrust my hips back and forth, grabbing both of her hands and making her press her breasts against my best friend. I also make sure to lean in enough so that my head is nudging her chin.

Wow, that improved by 200%. Who would have thought that telling her to be quiet would solve all the problems, huh? Still, it's not enough. It's hot, yes, but something simple like this is never going to make me cum.

I stop that game and kneel right next to her, grabbing Ophelia by the hair and bringing her close to my dick.

"Take a deep breath and suck."

I push her head onto the mast. She opens her mouth and lets everything enter, but instead of giving control to this incompetent woman, I guide the back and forth movement. Hmm, it's better now that I don't depend on her speed and clumsy way.

The position is also great for observing, with tears streaming from her eyes because of the constant suffocation, which is slowly making me more excited. It's a good thing I changed the dynamic.

Squeezing the blonde braids harder, I pull Ophelia's head away, finally giving her a chance to breathe. Saliva drools from her lips, she is gasping and her weak hands are resting on the bed, trying to keep her head up for me. Her makeup got ruined a while ago, with black lines running down her cheeks.

"Y-You'll pay for this, Darius Moonli..."

"I can't hear you."

Without warning, I make her suck me again, this time pushing her head all the way down. I also take advantage of the position to ram against her throat, going back and forth without waiting for anything. The dragon between my legs descends her tongue, pulling more and more on my primal instinct to teach a lesson to a bitch who only got in my way.

In the end, I make sure to cum inside that little mouth, letting her take all my load. Seeing Ophelia spitting, coughing, and almost choking just because of this really feeds my inner sadist. What happened to me to suddenly become like this? I have no idea, but the sensation is wonderful.

Without waiting another second, I grab Ophelia from behind by the waist and pull her off the bed with me. It's like holding a doll, but because she's small, she's lighter than I expected, and it's easy to position my best friend against that ass.

Without warning, I slide my dick into the wet flower, using my hands on her sides to use her like a sex toy, hammering those dwarf fat glutes like there's no tomorrow. Uff, now this I'm enjoying! Who would have thought you could fuck who you hate!

Ophelia lets out moans as I thrust, relentless and powered by the hatred bubbling inside me. I feel alive from so much action, to the point where I pin her against the wall and continue my constant assault of attacks on that pussy. The sensation is quite similar to beating a drum, because the path to the uterus is short, so a part of me remains outside every time I put it all the way in.

I start to laugh, genuinely enjoying the whole thing, then I pass my arms under her thighs and lock my hands behind Ophelia's head, securing a Full Nelson that is extremely easy to maintain due to her body's lightness.

I go in with everything I have, punching this vagina like a warrior who has returned home thirsty for sex. My smile grows on its own, just from the satisfaction of screwing my enemy in an extremely humiliating position. I even make a point of putting her in front of the bedroom mirror, where I can see her face-on with her eyes rolled back, biting her lips to futilely hold back a sound her vocal cords want to release.

Our play lasts a good while until I notice Ophelia moving her mouth strangely and tremors starting to take her, along with a sudden clenching around my dick.

Suddenly, a squirt flies from her pussy and stains the entire mirror. I also take the opportunity to cum, without caring that it's inside.

She... fainted? That's what it looks like, considering her bowed head and unfocused eyes. Hmmm, maybe I went too far? Nah, that psycho deserved it, let's be honest. I let out a sigh as I pick up the recording stone that was still there and stretch my arms above my head. That's what I call high-intensity exercise! Suffering torture in a twink body just to blow off steam with sex!

"If this Mayor screws with me again, she's going to get dick until she goes dumb and starts doing what's right."

I walk out naked, because I refuse to wear those clothes again and I'm too proud of my shape to be ashamed of leaving here. The era of me fleeing married women's homes in one of their dresses is over, now I parade around naked and I don't care! Darius Moonlight is awesome, punk!

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