GILF Hunter

Chapter 120: 120 Waiting for Him So Desperately

Being trained, Morgan had to endure an excruciating time.

It might’ve been the most painful time in her 500 years of existence.

The reason, of course, was that damn Karl, who got her body all worked up and left her bound and abandoned.

’My body’s so aroused… I’m going crazy…’

It started when Karl was giving her a massage.

His touch felt so good, and she wanted to cum so badly.

But Karl deliberately avoided her most sensitive spots and leave her hanging desperate for the pleasure.

’To tie up a woman like this and leave her…’

Her aroused pussy itched maddeningly as if they were alive and screaming for the torment to end.

It was like an itch you couldn’t scratch, amplified several times over.

Her womb kept throbbing, desperate to climax.

But bound like this, she couldn’t even masturbate.

The fact that she couldn’t escape only made her body more aroused.

’How long do I have to stay like this…?’

Not knowing when it would end made Morgan even more anxious.

It drained her patience faster.

Her wrists were tied above her, preventing any movement.

Blindfolded, she couldn’t even sense time or her surroundings.

In the darkness, Morgan was left for an unknown amount of time.

Her aroused pussy made the experience even more torturous.

“Oop… Hng… Eup…”

She even tried lifting her leg to touch her pussy.

But with her hands tied above, the awkward position made it impossible.

Her foot trembled near her pussy, trying to reach it, but it was futile.

Neither toes nor heel could touch her pussy.

It was a pathetic attempt, she knew, but her desire for pleasure was overwhelming.

’I want to touch it… Even with my toes, I want to touch my pussy… I want to cum…so badly.’

Straining her body like that, she eventually exhausted herself.

But the rotor in her pussy kept mercilessly stimulating her, denying her rest.

“Uhh… Hwk…”

After a while alone, she started feeling resentful.

Why did she have to endure this pathetic, unfulfilled state?

Honestly, Morgan enjoyed sex with Karl.

If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have been so eager to sleep with him every day.

The sensation of his thick cock filling her up from inside.

It gave her a thrilling pleasure that masturbation couldn’t match even in another half a millenium.

So she thought he was pretty decent for a human.

She even considered letting him have her body and heart.

That’s what she thought…

“Hoo… Hoo…”

She never imagined she’d endure such torment.

The helplessness of being bound, unable to do or know anything.

The rotor in her pussy driving her mad with arousal.

All of it mixed together, and for the first time, Morgan felt ’sorrow.’

’I want to cum, I want to cum! Please, put your cock in me. Or even just rub my insides with your hand…!’

After about another hour, her mind was filled with nothing but sex and pleasure.

If she could be freed from this torment, if she could taste pleasure and climax, she felt she’d do anything.

’When is he coming… I’m waiting for you like this…!’

She couldn’t forgive Karl for tying her up and abandoning her like this.

She’d have to get revenge somehow later.

That’s what she thought…

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“Aang! Hng! G-Good! I love your cock! Fuck me harder, please…!”

When Karl touched her body and made her cum, and then gave her mind-numbingly good sex, her resentment vanished instantly.

’It’s too… too good…♥’

She’d sworn she’d never forgive Karl for putting her in this state.

But in the face of overwhelming pleasure, those feelings meant nothing.

Her brain and womb were filled only with the desire to feel good from this man’s cock.

It was like her brain was pumping out hormones, screaming to choose this male.

Dominated by pleasure and hormones, Morgan clung to Karl, cooing and enjoying the sex fully.

“I’m cumming…! I’m cumming… Ohohooook…!”

She trembled, cumming from the cock thrusting deep into her womb.

An overwhelming level of happiness filled her brain.

In this sex that made her feel a woman’s joy, Morgan’s mind went blank.

“Hoo… Hoo…!”

After one round of sex, she collapsed limply on the bed.

She couldn’t even remember how she ended up on the bed having sex.

All she felt was the heavenly pleasure and climax each time his cock plunged into her.

The afterglow of dizzying sex and pleasure still lingered deep in her body.

’This might actually be pretty good…’

The violent pleasure numbed her brain with happiness.

It was like an addict tasting their fix.

Being forced to endure was like torture or a hell of pleasure.

But if she could taste this ecstatic reward sex, it felt worth enduring.

“Felt good, right? Drink some water.”

She obediently gulped down the water bottle he held to her mouth.

Part of it was thirst from losing so much fluid, but the great sex also made affection for Karl well up inside her.

’I was going to be mad at him…’

Maybe because she desperately wished for Karl while being left alone.

After feeling good from the sex, her heart softened.

’He’s definitely… good at this.’

The long teasing played a part, but even accounting for that, it was amazing sex.

The moment his huge cock entered, she couldn’t hold back her moans.

Even after several times, she should’ve been used to it by now.

But the stimulation was so intense during sex, she could barely breathe.

’It’s so good I’m already hooked…’

It was different from the teasing and torment.

The reassuring fullness of his cock filling her deep inside.

Each thrust made her acknowledge him as a superior male.

’He’s a bit infuriating, but maybe he’s a decent guy.’

At this level, she might keep him as a boyfriend for when her lust flared up.

That’s what Morgan was thinking as she finished the water bottle.

“Alright, shall we start the next play?”

“…What?”

Her body froze at his chilling words.

“W-What do you mean? Next play, all of a sudden?”

“I was going to end it here, but I think we should go all the way.”

“Hic.”

Morgan hiccupped involuntarily.

It was humiliating, like a scared woman, but she had no time to think about it.

Karl’s ’play’ wasn’t ordinary sex.

It meant something unusual, like the abandonment play just now.

Which, more often than not, made Morgan squirt and submit.

“W-Wait. We just did that, so what are you going to do here…”

“You can’t escape.”

“Eut.”

Morgan instinctively backed away on the bed.

Karl followed her with a smirk.

It was like a herbivore fleeing from a predator.

That alone was humiliating enough, but the fear and overwhelming presence Karl exuded surpassed even a dragon’s pride.

“I-I need to go back soon…”

“Then I’ll tie you up so you can’t resist.”

“Euk!”

Karl immediately used binding magic to restrain Morgan.

His control, practiced in the forest before, was impressive.

’What’s with this position…’

Her arms were raised and fixed to the bed.

Even her legs were spread wide and tied upward.

A humiliating position, exposing her breasts, pussy, and even her anus.

It felt like offering a woman’s private parts to a man.

If Morgan knew more about sex, she might’ve thought of the ’mating press’ position.

“Uk! Hiiiek!”

She tried moving her arms and legs, but they didn’t budge.

If escape were possible, she wouldn’t have been in that state earlier.

’If it weren’t for that damn deal and its restrictions…’

She was ready to give her body for normal sex.

But as a dragon, she couldn’t adapt to this humiliating, powerless situation.

’How does he come up with such degrading positions…’

Morgan glared at Karl resentfully, but he was already loosening his hands, preparing to train her again.

“Hmm, I can see Morgan’s pussy and anus clearly. Your asshole is plump and cute, isn’t it?”

“I-If you know that, just fuck me like usual.”

“No way. It’s a chance to pamper this twitching pussy.”

“Eut… Wait… Haa… Aahhhng…♥”

Karl gently caressed her pussy with his fingers.

Lewd juices started leaking again.

Though she’d calmed down a bit after the sex, her pussy, teased for so long, quickly heated up again.

She resented her pussy for spreading pleasure despite this humiliating position.

“T-There… Haa… Haa…♥”

“Your pussy’s ready enough. This time, let’s try this.”

Karl laid out various items, like last time.

Among them, he picked up a tool that looked like a shortened wand with a blunt end.

“W-What’s that?”

“It’s called a magic massager… Think of it as a much larger, rounded version of the rotor from earlier.”

Karl flipped the switch on the handle.

The rounded part buzzed like the rotor.

“Ah… Aah…”

Morgan’s body started trembling.

Her pussy, tortured by the rotor’s vibrations while bound, still remembered that exquisite yet excruciating sensation.

Drip…

Perhaps because she’d endured so much from the rotor earlier, just hearing the vibration made her pussy twitch and leak juices.