Chapter 210: Celebrating Our Victory

Kalon and Daisy left the battlefield without waiting for anyone else to arrive.

She led him back through a short-range route toward her private quarters in the nearby command outpost. The same command post be had defeated both her and poppy in before.

The room was plain by Cupidian military standards. Hard walls. A wide bed. Weapon racks. A sealed window that looked out over the rest of the training fields.

Once the door shut behind them, the noise of the chattering soldiers in the field was gone completely.

Daisy stood near the bed and did not look at him at first.

Kalon watched her for a second, then started removing the worst of the blood-stained outer layers from his own gear.

Daisy followed after a pause, unfastening her black armour piece by piece until she was down to the thinner layer underneath. When that came off as well, she was naked in front of him again, pale skin marked by faint residual blood near her collarbone and thigh.

She kept her gun on the side table within reach out of habit, then seemed to realise how pointless that was with him in the room. She had just seen him fight... Her gun would do nothing to him.

"You said celebrate," she muttered.

"I did. And we will."

Kalon glanced around the room. There were no proper restraints here. No prepared setup. So, just like before, he took the sturdy binding straps from the side of her discarded armour harness and the spare cord from a gear hook near the wall.

He was still no master of bondage, but he has practised enough to know what would and wouldn’t work.

"Sit on the bed."

Daisy hesitated, then obeyed.

Kalon tied her wrists first. Not perfectly. He had to adjust the knot twice before it held the way he wanted. The second time he pulled it firmer, and Daisy’s fingers flexed in reaction.

She noticed the awkwardness.

Her mouth twitched like she wanted to comment, but she stayed quiet.

He guided her further up the bed and secured the strap to the head frame, leaving her arms above her head. The cord around her ankles took longer. He bound them apart, checked the gap, then checked the tension again before he was satisfied.

Daisy lay there breathing harder already, pink gems glowing faintly across her scalp, pure black eyes fixed on him.

"You are not very smooth at this," she said.

"I don’t need to be smooth. They just need to restrict you from moving, and they have."

Daisy blushed, and her seduction meter climbed a little higher.

Kalon stripped the rest of the way down and climbed onto the bed between her open legs.

Daisy’s pale body looked beautiful like this, held in place with nowhere to put her hands.

Her heavier breasts rose and fell with each breath. Between her thighs she was already wet and puffy. The bondage left her unable to close her legs or push him back.

He did not waste any more time.

Kalon pushed all of his inches into her pussy in one thrust and bottomed out against her.

"Nnh—!"

Daisy’s arms jerked against the strap at once. The bondage stopped her from reaching for him. Kalon set a steady pace and fucked her hard enough to make the frame tap the wall. Her wetness coated him quickly. Each thrust forced a sound out of her throat that she clearly did not want to give him so easily. When he drove in especially deep, her toes curled against the open air and the cord around her ankles went tight.

"Does the bondage still not seem smooth now?" Kalon asked.

Daisy tried to glare at him. The expression broke every time his hips snapped forward.

"Shut— ahh— shut up—"

He fucked her through that answer. One of his hands gripped her thigh and kept her open. The other pressed down near her lower stomach.

Daisy’s bound legs flexed uselessly against the cord. Her breasts moved with every impact. The wet sound of his cock driving into her filled the plain room.

After a stretch of hard thrusts, Kalon changed angle and rubbed deeper against the front wall of her pussy.

Daisy’s breath caught hard enough that her next moan came out broken. Her wrists twisted again in the strap, and the head frame gave a short knock against the wall.

「War Commander Daisy Seduction +6」

Seduction Stage Five: 68%

Kalon noticed the rise and went harder.

Daisy’s mouth fell open. Her wrists kept twisting in the strap. She was completely exposed like this, unable to cover herself or control the rhythm, forced to take each thrust exactly as he gave it.

Her pale stomach tensed under his hand. Melted pink light from the gems on her scalp reflected faintly against the head frame. When her insides started tightening, Kalon slowed just enough to keep her from finishing.

"Not yet."

"You— bastard—"

He pulled out.

Daisy made a frustrated sound and lifted her hips on instinct, chasing him. Wetness clung between them in a thin string before breaking.

Kalon used that. He pushed her thighs higher, adjusted her bound ankles again, and lined himself up lower. The position left her even more open than before. Daisy could only lie there and watch him do it. Her breathing turned sharp when she felt him leave her empty pussy completely.

She realised what he was aiming for a second before it happened.

"Wait— that hole is—"

Kalon pressed the head of his cock against her asshole and pushed in.

Daisy orgasmed the moment he entered her ass.

Her whole body seized against the restraints. A broken cry ripped out of her as her pussy clenched and sprayed across her own stomach and the sheets.

Her asshole locked tight around the head of his cock while the orgasm tore through her, hips jerking in short helpless spasms.

The pink gems on her skull flared bright.

For a few seconds she could not form a single word. She could only hang there in the straps and cum with his cock pushing its way into her ass.