Chapter 174 Crazy Knightess

Chapter 174: 174 Crazy Knightess

Honestly, from the moment Urga hugged me like a teddy bear, escape was impossible.

Even if I were a real bear, she is a woman capable of turning that bear into a stuffed doll, so how could I possibly run away?

Of course, I know very well that she’s doing this because she loves me so much.

Just the warmth I feel against my body right now tells me that.

A woman who could tear a bear apart with her bare hands is doing this just to rub her flesh against mine—who else would she hold like this?

To put it bluntly, if Eleonora or some other man were in my place, she would have suplexed them right into the bathroom floor, planting them like a human stake.

Anyway, I know all that. I know it all too well.

The problem was that the current situation made it a bit difficult to simply acknowledge that fact.

Setting aside the need to respond to her affectionate actions...

I was currently feeling a chill of genuine terror running down my spine.

"This feeling... it’s like that time the loader almost flipped over while I was scraping shit in the manure pit..."

"Quiet! I’m trying to concentrate here, you know?!"

What truly made me tremble in fear wasn’t the immense strength of Urga that kept me immobilized.

"Stay still... It’s my first time doing this, so I’m nervous because I don’t know how much force to put into my feet..."

"Just practice on something else first! If you tell me you’re ready later, I’ll let you do it whenever you want!"

I hurriedly tried to persuade her to postpone this, but Urga’s chin, which was resting on the crown of my head, shook left and right like a car’s windshield wiper.

"No! I refuse to practice on a cock that isn’t my darling’s!"

"Why do you think it has to be a cock specifically?!"

Her feet, befitting her massive frame, were gripping my cock left and right around the urethra of the glans, as if threatening to tear it in two.

Her toned thighs, which clearly showed the traces of a life spent running through snow that piled up to her calves while wielding a sword... her ankle strength must be beyond imagination.

The problem was that those feet, toughened by running through the wild just as much as her thighs, were currently wrapping around my cock.

[Huh? But Master Breeder, your cock transformed into something impressive, didn’t it? Why are you trembling like that?]

The SD character spoke casually, oblivious to my inner turmoil as I whimpered like a scared puppy. I knew my cock had become impressive since that day, too.

According to Eleonora and Urga, it tastes as sweet as honey and goes down smooth—a magical semen sprinkler that makes females instantly go into heat.

But I had never heard anything about the durability of my cock.

’Your cock is impressive’—at first glance, this might sound like reassurance, meaning, ’You might suck at everything else, but your dick is great, so stop being a wuss.’

But language is a tricky thing. It can deceive people with plausible words. It’s an incredibly nuanced bastard.

The ’impressive’ in ’Your cock is impressive’ could include the durability I’m hoping for, but conversely, it could simply mean the shape or the taste of the semen is impressive.

It was essentially like Forrest Gump’s box of chocolates; I wouldn’t know what I was getting until I experienced it with my own body.

[Hehehe, I actually refrained from telling you specifically for a moment like this.]

Th-That evil little bitch!

"Huu... Huu... Stay still... I think I’ve got the hang of it now."

"You’ve got a hold of my cock! If you stay like this, it feels like my cock is going to snap in half!"

"It’s fine. See? I’m not tired at all, so I can keep rubbing my darling’s cock to make him feel good for a long time."

"I’m not fine!!"

Even now, she was pulling my urethra apart with her big toes as if trying to split it perfectly down the middle. How could I not be scared?

If Urga made a mistake and decided to clap her soles together right now... wouldn’t my cock just explode on the spot?

With Eleonora, I could relax because of the ’Cannot harm the Master’ rule. But this fierce sister, who hadn’t even received a rule yet—let alone be restricted by one—could pop my cock like a balloon if she put her mind to it.

And yet, she was muttering ominous things like, ’If I do this much, it won’t explode, right?’ How could I possibly relax?

It was a matter of survival before it was a matter of shame.

"B-But, despite what you say, my darling’s cock is twitching so much. Kuhuhu... You act like you hate it, but you’re feeling pleasure from this Urga’s feet, aren’t you?"

"It’s twitching because I’m fucking terrified!!"

No matter what I said, Urga, who was busy comparing the memories in her head with the movements of her feet saying, ’The book definitely said to do this?’, didn’t listen to a word.

"Just stay still. Even if I look like this, this Urga is a genius. I might be a little behind that bitch, but I’ve never struggled with tasks involving my body. Even with my darling’s cock, it’s the same."

"...That is true."

She recovered just a few hours—no, less than a few minutes—after losing her virginity. Even during her first time, she slammed my cock into her virgin pussy, which was just barely wet enough without proper foreplay, and then tightened her pussy to wring my cock dry.

’Besides... how should I put this? It feels like her soles are sticking to me more and more...’

Just as her feet were becoming proficient at handling my cock, I seemed to be adapting as well; the terror filling my heart was melting away into slush.

"The book definitely said..."

"Nnngh?!"

Suddenly, the big toe and second toe that had been playing around the glans like sparrows pulled away, and the hollow part of her sole—the arch—slid down, sweeping the entire length of my cock from the glans down.

"Kuhu... This is it! I really got it now!"

Why was I trying to do this with just my toes?!

It was bold enough that she had me pinned on her body and spread her legs to grab my cock, but now she’s giving me a footjob with that pose?

"Stay still. I’m going to rub my darling’s obscenely huge cock with my feet until you spray cum everywhere."

"If you’re going to do it, Big Sis, maybe you could take a more comfortable pos—"

"No!"

Even though I offered a compromise to just accept the footjob if she changed position,

Urga firmly refused. She had been working hard to find the right pressure; maybe she just wanted to maintain the flow?

However, contrary to my expectations, Urga’s hands, which had been locking my armpits, moved to cover my chest. She hugged me tighter, pressing me down as if to fuse me with her.

"I like this. This position is perfect! It’s better than doing that shit face-to-face. I’ve got my male trapped tight so he can’t wiggle away—a little discomfort doesn’t matter!"

This is why I can’t get a read on her.

I never know when she’ll strike, so she’s unpredictable.

But even if her actions are unpredictable, I could guess her intent.

"Actually, you’re just doing this because you’d be too embarrassed to look me in the eye while being so brazen."

"Urrgh?!"

At my words, Urga, who had been giggling and licking her lips as if savoring a meal, suddenly froze.

"H-Hmph! I have no idea what you’re talking about! Why would I be shy? I’m the one who spread my pussy wide for my darling! What’s there to be ashamed of!"

As I said before, you never know where this sister will bounce next, but once you grasp the intent behind her actions and poke at it, she turns out to be incredibly honest.

"You say that, but I can see your face turning bright red from embarrassment. Even now, my sister’s heart is pounding against me like crazy. You think you can fool me—Kuhh?!"

"Stop babbling! Do you know who has the upper hand right now?! Y-You cheeky little...! I’m going to wring you dry three times for that!"

Combined with the smooth, baby-soft soles of her feet—completely contrary to my expectation of calloused roughness—and the generous amount of body wash slicking them up...

And Urga’s overwhelming physical dominance... everything combined to torment my cock mercilessly.

"Here this Urga is, giving you a bath service that doesn’t even suit her character, and you’re just chattering away! Who are you calling shy? Who?!"

With every motion of the feet wrapping around my cock, the foam multiplied, and in proportion, my cock began to twitch even more violently.

"Look at this! No matter what you say, you’ve fallen completely for this Urga’s foot skills, haven’t you!"

If I had to give a reason, I could give plenty. From the instinct to breed triggered by survival instincts, to the unexpectedly soft soles of Urga’s feet, to the resilient, bouncy breasts currently pressing down firmly on my head.

If I tried to list the reasons, there were enough to go on all day, but leaving aside all the flowery language, the main cause was...

"Is it because Big Sis Urga is doing it?"

"W-What are you saying all of a sudden! Trying to compliment me now won’t work, you know?!"

"No, I mean, just looking at the situation, it’s fucking hot."

The savage princess of the barbarians, a warrior who survived a one-on-one duel with a Grand Master and even left a scar on Eleonora’s stomach, was currently shooting hearts from her eyes while giving me a footjob.

Wouldn’t it be weirder not to be aroused?

Threats to my survival, fear... before any of that, I simply couldn’t deceive my instincts as a male.

"Kuhhh....!"

"W-Why? What is it?"

Did she get mad? Did she get angry because I compared the honorable Grey Wolf to a vulgar female?

Just as I was worrying about that, Urga, who had been hugging me, squeezed me tightly as if trying to bury me in her breasts again, and burst into laughter. Wah-ha-haha!

"So that’s it! You like it when I do this with my feet, huh? You really are a lecherous male, acting all scared but loving it! Then just stay still like that! This Urga will wring you dry!"

Seeming to have fully mastered the art of the footjob, the foam around the arches of her feet grew larger and larger. Without me even realizing it, my knees began to twitch as the sensation of ejaculation built up.

"Hehe, let’s mix my darling’s cum foam into these white bubbles! Come on, come on! Hurry up and cum! Shoot it!"

"Nnnggh?!"

I wanted to cum. Honestly, I wanted to let it out. But I couldn’t just shoot indiscriminately because right now, my cock was pointing straight up at the ceiling.

It was already fully erect and throbbing due to the supreme female bodies surrounding me.

If I just blindly shot my load here, unless my semen could defy gravity...?!

"C-Can’t I just cum inside your pussy instead, Big Sis?"

"What? I want that too, but my darling’s cock is covered in soap right now, and more importantly, my pussy is a bit swollen... Anyway, not right now!"

Just take it as punishment for making my pussy look like this!

Was she trying to assert dominance that she failed to establish yesterday? Urga moved her feet with even more excitement, and I twisted my body to endure it.

But as I said before, I was firmly bound by Urga.

It was truly a desperate moment.

But then—

"In that case, please use my pussy."

"Huh?"

"What?! When did you—"

Pshhhhhhh—!!

In the blink of an eye, Eleonora appeared before us, her platinum blonde hair fluttering. Immediately, she began to spray water onto my cock and Urga’s feet, which were covered in soap suds.

"Wh-What the hell are you doiiiing?!"

It truly was a flash of platinum light. Both Urga and I were startled by Eleonora’s sudden appearance, but we weren’t the type of people to be frozen by mere movement.

"Hnnngghhh... Sh-Shower... It is Eleonora’s asshole showerrrr...♥"

"Crazy bitch... You filled your own a-asshole with that much water...?!"

The moans we had been hearing from behind us for a while... were they not just sounds of her playing with the shower hose?!

Eleonora, whose belly was distended tight as if she were a full-term pregnant woman from filling her insides with water, spread her own asshole wide with her hands and was spraying water directly at my cock.

"Do you seeeee... Cleaning up neatly as Master ordered... To assist with Master’s bath service, I have filled this lowly asshole to the brim with water...!"

"R-Really, what a crazy bitch... Darling, just what did you do to turn her into this?!"

Eleonora proudly pressed down on her swollen belly Squelch, press, forcing the water stored inside her body to spray out.

In a situation that was dizzying just to look at...

Ignoring Urga’s horrified gaze, Eleonora’s asshole dutifully sprayed water until the suds on our cock and feet were washed away, and the stream began to weaken.

Having finished the firefighting operation, Eleonora gently knelt beside me.

"Haaah... To wash Master with bathwater warmed by a sow’s body temperature...♥"

"She’s genuinely insane, that one... But why is your belly still like that?"

Urga asked Eleonora, who was on the verge of climaxing just from the absurdity of her own actions while stroking her cheek.

"You emptied the water from your belly, so why is it still bloated!"

"...Dim-witted bitch. Look at Master’s cock! Is there not still soap foam remaining!"

"Huh? Uh... You’re right. I put a ton of it on earlier, so of course the foam... Wait, that’s not it! I asked why your belly is still huge...!!"

Urga demanded an explanation, asking why she was interrupting when we were having fun and why her stomach was still distended.

But Eleonora didn’t even glance at Urga.

She was simply staring at me with those blue eyes, dripping with affection as always.

When I gave a slight nod in response, a smile began to spread across Eleonora’s lips.

"Wh-What? What is it! Why are you making eye contact for so long... What kind of eye-conversation is this?!"

"...Fufu, I shall serve."

"What is it!!"

Cleanly ignoring Urga’s words, Eleonora rose from her spot and slowly began to climb on top of me and Urga.

"Th-This crazy bitch, don’t tell me, not just your asshole, but your pussy too...?!"

"Fufu... It is good that you realized it, even if late."

Before we knew it, Eleonora had spread her legs wide above us. With a lewd smile hanging on her lips as always, she slowly bent her knees, lowering her hips toward my cock.

Until her pussy touched my cock.

Looking as if she intended to devour my cock, which still had traces of foam on it, just as she said.

However, she did not insert it.

She merely pressed it against the tip.

And then,

Eleonora’s hand slowly began to descend toward her own vulva.

"Master, I will spray the bathwater now. If it is too hot, please tell me immediately."

Squelch—♥