For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used.

Chapter 30: I Can Do Well On My Own (3)

“So, what do you think, Master? I’m getting good at this by myself, aren’t I?”

“……”

My God.

I just realized that when you were so turned on, you could actually be left speechless.

Instead of responding, I thrust my hips forward.

Squelch.

“Ah!”

I inserted myself fully in one go, but Carla’s inner walls flexibly expanded to accommodate me completely.

Carla frowned a little as if it wasn’t easy… but when our eyes met, she smiled as if nothing had happened.

“Hehe… you’re all the way in, Master.”

“Indeed. If you think about it, this is the first time we’re doing it while you’re fully conscious, right?”

“Yes. I understand that you issued the arousal command out of consideration for me, but… I actually prefer it this way!”

“Huh? Isn’t it better when I issue commands like I usually do?”

“Well, if it’s just about feeling good, then yes… but usually, I’m so out of it that I can’t fully appreciate you, Master, like I do now.”

Carla gently touched her lower abdomen with a somewhat bashful expression, then pointed just below her navel.

“Maybe around here? Would you like to touch it, Master?”

“Here?”

Without much thought, I reached out and felt the softness of Carla’s abdomen. The feeling of it in my hand made me explore it momentarily.

Carla then asked in a voice filled with anticipation,

“How is it?”

“What is?”

“Can you feel that your penis has reached up to here?”

“… No, there’s no way I could feel that. To know that just by touching from the outside, you’d have to press really hard.”

“Hmm… Pressing hard would hurt, wouldn’t it? So that’s a bit…”

Carla spoke, sounding a little disappointed.

Speaking of which, it was the first time I’d seen her so composed, even after penetration. I guess what she meant by ‘being out of it’ was usually something like this.

I gently patted Carla’s abdomen and chuckled.

“Don’t worry, I won’t press hard. So, is it okay to start moving now?”

“Yes. In the meantime, I’ve gotten used to you inside me. Wait… Did you wait for me to get comfortable?”

“…No? I was just asking.”

“If Master says so, then that must be it! Anyway, I’m good now, so please move however you’d like!”

“……”

Carla sent me a warm and knowing gaze.

It was kind of weird.

I know it was selfish, but seeing Carla so at ease while still connected to me somehow irritated me.

So, impulsively, I thrust my hips upward.

Squelch.

“Aaah?!”

Carla let out a startled cry at the sudden movement.

Not wasting this opportunity, I continuously thrust into her.

Squelch. Squelch.

Her well-lubricated inner walls clung to me in a sticky manner.

With each thrust of my hips, a tingling pleasure shot up, and for a moment, I found myself absorbed in Carla.

“Uh… Master… Does this please you?”

Carla cautiously asked as she watched me move passionately.

Now that I was moving, I could tell. It wasn’t just Carla who was feeling differently than usual. I also distinctly felt how different her internal texture was this time.

Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.

“I did it on my own, enduring the embarrassment, hoping that Master would like it… Ah!”

The squeezing was less intense than before, but Carla’s reactions came through vividly.

As if I were on a treasure hunt, I found one weak spot after another, delighting in it.

Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.

“What do you think? Have I become a bit more lovable? Do you feel the need to treasure me more?”

“…What?”

Her words made me pause, even if it was just for a moment.

Though I was impulsively thrusting with a mix of pride and ego, Carla seemed consistently thirsty for my affection, seemingly unconcerned with such details.

“Have I become a slave that’s necessary to Master?”

Lying beneath me and stifling her rising moans, her ample breasts were swaying with the movement of my hips. Then Carla began to gently stroke my cheek with her slowly extended hand.

“I can’t go on without Master.”

Carla’s desperation was transmitted through her touch.

I didn’t fail to provide for Carla, and when we were physically intimate in the dungeon last time, I thought I had responded properly.

Why was she doing all this?

“Master… My caring Master.”

Only after looking into Carla’s eyes, shaking even amidst the rising passion, did I realize it.

I’d never given her a sure answer.

“Will you keep me by your side and use me from now on?”

“……”

I thought actions would be a more definitive answer, but… it was insufficient. After all, unless spoken, it wouldn’t be conveyed.

“If you do, I’ll probably be the happiest slave in the world.”

So I decided to vocalize it.

“Master? Why are you silent? Is there something bothering you…?”

“Stop right there!”

“Heeek!”

I grabbed Carla’s hand tightly and pulled it away from my cheek.

Perhaps it was the sudden shout; her fingers startled as if she were burned, and she let out a short scream.

Ignoring even the slight trembling I felt through her inner walls down to my lower body, I continued speaking,

“I see you’re constantly anxious, so I’ll make it clear this time.”

“W-wait, Master… Ah!”

Interrupting whatever Carla was about to say, I silenced her with a deep thrust.

I then lifted her legs onto my shoulders and held her face with my hands.

Carla’s hips naturally lifted slightly, and proportionally, my body weight settled in.

This was commonly referred to as a ‘cross press’ position.

“Carla, you are my slave for life.”

“Master? This position is…”

Noticing she kept fidgeting and couldn’t focus on me, I slammed my hips down hard to grab her attention.

Thump!

“Ahh!”

The sound of flesh meeting flesh could be heard. I could feel a slightly firm sensation at the tip.

I pounded her cervix as I spoke.

“I won’t trade you, no matter what I get, and I won’t leave you, even if the situation becomes inconvenient.”

“Master… Ah! My womb is getting pushed so much… Ah!”

Carla made a sound as if asking me to stop, but her inner walls responded joyfully every time they were pressed by me.

Thump! Thump!

“Ahh! Ahh…!”

While smoothly welcoming me each time I thrust, she gripped me tightly as if saying not to pull out.

So tightly that her inner walls would slightly loosen with my withdrawal.

I leaned my upper body a bit more forward, savoring that unique sensation.

In the naturally formed position that enveloped Carla in my arms, I whispered softly,

“I didn’t intend for this from the start, but I can’t stop myself. You brought this upon yourself, Carla, so it’s too late for regrets now.”

“Thank you! Because I’m thankful, please go slower…!”

Carla, pinned under my weight and unable to move, squirmed continuously.

She seemed to want to break free from this position, but every time she tried, her soft breasts would rub against my chest, only fueling my desire further.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

I continued the cross press without stopping, bringing my cheek close to Carla’s.

I felt the heat from our touching cheeks, but the breath tickling my neck was even hotter.

Carla squirmed in my arms, impaled and clinging onto me.

A smile naturally formed on my lips due to the satisfaction rising from my lower abdomen.

Gathering all the sensations I was feeling, I spoke,

“So, I’ll properly leave my mark.”

“Ah!”

A voice tinged with possessiveness. Perhaps she understood what I meant by that.

“Th-thank you…! Sorry for my womb pressing… Please forgive me, Master!”

In a desperate voice, she licked my cheeks and ears, begging for mercy.

It seemed like her last-ditch effort, given that she couldn’t properly control her body, but…

It only accelerated my excitement, as if she were a puppy playfully teasing its owner.

“Carla, you started this. Let’s see it through to the end.”

“Ah, I can’t, Master! I never thought it would go this far…! It’s my fault! So now… Ah!”

I silenced Carla’s pleas by covering her mouth with mine.

Doing so also forced me into silence, but that was fine. No more words were needed.

While savoring Carla’s soft lips, I thrust my hips down without hesitation.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

“Uh! Uh! Uh!”

Carla, who seemed to be trying to say something, shook her head from side to side.

I grabbed Carla’s head from the side to hold it in place and inserted my tongue.

“Uh… Hmph…”

Carla, who seemed to resist at first, instinctively twined her tongue around mine when they met.

I let my saliva flow into her mouth and began to move my hips again.

Squelch! Squelch!

The squelching sound became even louder than the sound of flesh colliding.

The culprit was the fluid overflowing from Carla’s intimate area.

I freely ravaged her insides, which had become much easier to move into than before.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

“Uh! Uh! Uh!”

Perhaps it was because her mouth was covered, but every time I tapped against her womb, Carla’s breathless sounds grew increasingly louder.

It must be due to the lack of oxygen.

But I had no intention of releasing her mouth. Especially when, in proportion to Carla’s increasingly heavy breath, the tightness inside her grew stronger.

It was just a little more. A little more, and I could let go, too, so we could separate after that.

Feeling our breaths mingling in a physical sense, I quickened my thrusting motion.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

“Ah! Ah! Ah!”

How many times had I repeated the act of tapping my member against Carla’s womb?

Her insides clamped down on me without a millimeter to spare, so much so that I could feel each and every fold inside her.

The fluid that had been rubbed numerous times inside her had turned into a sticky substance rather than a slippery one due to the white foam.

At that point, I could no longer hold back.

Driven by a tingling sensation at my tailbone, I plunged my member as deeply as possible one last time.

Thrust!

“Uh!”

Where my urethra met her cervical opening, I released the semen I had been holding back in that state.

Squirt. Squirt.

“…!”

As if that were a signal, Carla climaxed grandly, her body spasming one final time.

Carla’s pelvis trembled. Her insides contracted painfully, and her breath momentarily stopped. And then–

Trickle, trickle…

Fluid flowed out of Carla, who was still connected to me.

I accepted all of it while continuing to ejaculate.

Intensely, as if trying to fill her up completely.

Only after releasing the last drop inside Carla did I slowly pull my lips away.

“Pah! Hah… Hah…”

Carla was gasping for fresh oxygen with half-lidded eyes.

I admired that sight for a moment before finally pulling out my member.

Gush.

The dammed-up fluid began to flow out in large amounts.

At this rate, it looked more like Carla was ejaculating than me.

Seeing Carla, who was sprawled out like a frog hit by a cart, continuing to expel semen from her intimate area, I chuckled softly.

And then the sound of both of us panting filled the room.

What we just did had a lingering sensation this time, but it wasn’t that long.

But that was understandable, for Carla had opened her mouth with rapid breaths before she had even calmed down.

“Master… Hah… Master…”

“Uh. Why?”

“The thing you just said… is it real?”

“Would I lie about something like that?”

I was slightly tired myself, so I just nodded in response.

“Ah, my God…”

Carla struggled to lift her drooping body.

She then began to crawl towards me, shaking like a newborn animal.

Her face flushed, her chest swayed from side to side, and semen dripped onto the bed with every step she took.

Finally reaching me, Carla began to smile with a satisfied expression.

“Hehe… Thank you, Master.”

She then lowered her face in front of my member, which was dirty from both semen and her own fluids.

“Please continue to adore it, Carla.”

With that final statement, she started to clean my member thoroughly with her tongue.

Her mouth didn’t open wide, so she could only extend her tongue and lick it, but…

It was enough to revive my member, which had slightly relaxed after ejaculating earlier.

“Heh…? Why…? This shouldn’t happen…”

Perhaps she hadn’t anticipated what her actions would result in.

I softly caressed the puzzled Carla, who stared at my erect member.

“Don’t worry.”

“Master…!”

“The soundproofing in here is good, so it’s okay to scream all you want.”

“Master…?”

Realizing that I was serious, Carla began to shake.

I gave her the most comforting expression I could muster.

“It’s okay. Let’s do this until the morning sun rises.”

“Uh, huh…”

Carla’s face turned gloomy, as if sensing her impending doom.