Chapter 32: Horny Sow (R-18) **

"Ahh, hnngh, oughh, G-Gilmon... W-wait, don’t push it— Kyaah!"

When the Princess tried to take only the head and pull back again, I put my full weight behind the thrust and drove the rest of the shaft inside her in one hard motion.

Aisha threw her head back.

I latched onto her neck and sucked hard while my hands crushed her breasts without care.

"Ahh! Fuck! Yessh!"

Forgetting completely that we were still inside the café’s staff room, I yanked the Princess’s dress higher.

I flipped the skirt all the way over her face until it covered her completely, leaving her looking ridiculous and faceless.

"G-Gil—"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut the fuck up, you horny sow!"

I could not hold back any longer either.

How much had I endured since the regression? I had even left the Academy just to stay away from all of them, yet they still kept chasing me.

"Hnngh! Stahp! Oughh— Y-You’re so rough!"

I slammed my hips forward with everything I had and kissed the entrance of the Princess’s womb, a place no one had ever reached before.

Even though the sensation was completely new to her, Aisha’s eyes rolled back and her thighs shook violently.

To take me deeper she raised both feet toward the ceiling.

It was a humiliating position a princess would never have allowed herself to take.

With her face buried under the overturned dress she no longer looked like a person at all.

She was nothing more than an onahole with her pussy left open to the air.

"Ughh, did you want to be treated like a slut that badly? Huh? Hey, bitch, you asked for all of this, right!"

I muttered the words while driving my thirty-centimeter cock into her, legs spread so wide her asshole was fully visible.

As her body folded, Aisha’s lower abdomen creased tightly around me.

"You pig. You’re not a princess. You’re a sow. Remember that!"

"Ahhh! Yessh! That’s right, this princess is just your lowly soowwuugh!"

I gripped the Princess’s lower abdomen hard. The magic seal over her womb vanished the moment my cock filled her.

"Did you really think something like this could stop me?"

"Ah?! P-please— Ahhnng! N-no! W-wa—"

Every time I pulled out and slammed back in, her tight pussy clung and followed. The inner walls and the once-reddish labia minora darkened to a deeper red and began to swell.

[Affection increases due to the influence of previous settings.]

Shut up!

Fuck! I don’t care anymore!

Bzzztt.

[Affection increases due to the influence of previous settings.]

"Squeeze it tight! I’m about to come inside you, bitch!"

"Ahnn! N-no way! O-out—"

"You’re just a horny sow. Do you still think you’re a princess?!"

"Ahhng! Yessh!"

She was only saying those things to push me further. I had seen her like this more than once or twice in the previous playthrough.

There was no chance she would refuse a creampie when her affection sat above one hundred and lust controlled every thought.

The Princess, legs folded behind her head, made broken little noises and hiccuped helplessly.

"Ahh... G-Gilmon... cockhh..."

I caught my breath and roughly wiped my white, sticky cock across the Princess’s dress.

Bzzt.

[Affection increases due to the influence of previous settings.]

[Aisha Sinclair]

[Trait: Princess]

[Personality: Absolute Authority]

[Favorability: 127/100]

[The appropriate maximum favorability is 100.]

In the end I had restored the final affection level from the previous playthrough. It was completely back.

"Motherfucker... I actually did it..."

There was only one path left now.

Click!

I picked up Aisha’s phone from the floor. She seemed to have passed out, breathing softly, so I unlocked it with her fingerprint.

I took a clear picture of her body covered in my cum and sent it straight to her father, the Emperor.

He would almost certainly try to kill me, yet Aisha would try to protect me.

I already knew the exact behavior pattern she would follow at this level of affection.

The moment the Emperor learned how his daughter had been treated he would summon her.

He would control the media to bury any scandal and lock his daughter inside her rooms.

From the previous playthrough I remembered the rule clearly: once affection passed one hundred it only climbed higher no matter what happened.

Every shortcoming, every act of sadism, simply turned into deeper pleasure of submission for her.

The only way to bring the number back under control was to separate her from me completely.

It was fortunate that Aisha held such high social status.

Someone else could force her into confinement.

My legs trembled from the intensity of sex after such a long time.

There had been no mattress, and my knees ached from the hard floor.

When I opened the staff-room door and stepped out, the male and female part-timers—whether employees or the owner—all backed away at once.

Had they heard everything that happened inside?

Well, I no longer gave a single fuck.

The Emperor would handle silencing the scandal.

I felt the female part-timers in their black hats and aprons glancing at my face and lower.

"Let’s go, Phonia."

"E-eh? Messiah?"

Phonia was still staring blankly out the window, propping herself up on her uninjured elbow in the same spot as before.

When she turned toward me her clear eye sparkled.

On the other side the white eyepatch continued to seep yellowish pus.

I could fix her now.

That single thought was enough to keep me moving.

"What about the Princess...?"

"She said she isn’t feeling well, so she told us to go ahead."

Then I repeated the same words I had spoken at home.

"From now on you have to tell me before you meet the Princess or anyone else, okay?"

I needed to hurry.

The daughter-obsessed Emperor would check the messages I sent the moment they arrived, even if he was in the middle of a war.

I took a taxi and returned home.

[Available Points: 655 pt]

"That’s more than enough."

Without waiting another second I bought the [Eye Drops] from the app.