## Chapter 45 – Aser. Butterfly Street #4
Number 25 couldn’t properly control his limp limbs. He couldn’t even twitch a finger.
His only movable pupils captured only Orca’s chest, which was shaking fiercely above him.
Orca, with unfocused eyes, spoke to Number 25, who was only looking at her chest.
“What? Already tired? We haven’t even started yet.”
Number 25, pinned under Orca, barely squeezed out a voice and pleaded.
“Hng… St, stop…”
But Orca wasn’t one to easily grant that request. She grinned mischievously and then pressed her chest against Number 25’s face.
“I can’t hear you?”
He was suffocating. The weight of her chest pressing down on his face made his breathing increasingly labored, and Number 25’s desperate voice echoed between her breasts.
“Please forgive me… I’ll die if you keep going…”
While begging for forgiveness, Number 25’s penis began to ejaculate again.
It was already his fifth ejaculation. One would think he’d be exhausted by now, but Orca hadn’t stopped for even a minute.
Moreover, due to the effects of the drug, Number 25’s penis didn’t lose its strength even after ejaculating. Rather, it became even harder with each ejaculation.
Orca lowered her hips, pressed them tightly against Number 25’s groin, and then squeezed her vagina tightly.
The intense pressure of her vagina, as if crushing his penis, caused Number 25’s penis to ejaculate six more times in a row, pathetically.
After completely finishing ejaculating, he saw Orca slowly lifting her waist and thought it was over. But Orca didn’t change her expression and started moving again, lowering her waist. The semen that filled Orca’s uterus and overflowed was flowing back out, but she didn’t seem to care at all.
“N, no way.”
In a series of despair, Number 25 wore a hollow expression and looked into Orca’s eyes. Orca felt a chilling thrill at the sight of Number 25’s expression, as if he was about to burst into tears.
“What’s not possible? I clearly said it at the beginning, didn’t I? That I’d fuck you until you’re on the verge of death. I’m going to have sex with you until your balls are completely empty, so don’t lose your mind yet.”
Orca picked up a glass of wine from the table and quenched her thirst.
“You must be thirsty too?”
Orca tilted the glass again, held the wine in her mouth, and passed it to Number 25’s mouth. Orca’s tongue, which came in with the wine, violently stirred Number 25’s mouth.
Number 25, who had no strength to resist, could only glare at Orca, who was staining his mouth with saliva, with a resentful gaze. But he didn’t seem to know that his rebellious gaze was only fueling Orca’s lust.
“I’m getting a little bored doing it in the same position all the time. Shall we try changing positions sometimes?”
As soon as she thought it, Orca put it into action. She spread Number 25’s limp legs and pushed them towards his upper body. Then, she grabbed his penis, pulled it down slightly, and accurately aligned it with the entrance of her vulva before inserting it as if sitting on his upturned lower body.
It was a position commonly known as the Amazon position, a unique position as if a man was raping a woman. Number 25 couldn’t resist at all and could only watch as his penis was blatantly swallowed by Orca’s vagina.
“How is it? Doesn’t it excite you more because you can see your pathetic appearance better this way?”
Orca’s vulva, sticky with Number 25’s semen, devoured his penis to the root in an instant. Orca was savoring the massive penis, which would easily bring most women to climax just by inserting the tip of the glans, with a relaxed expression.
What was even more surprising was that Orca hadn’t moaned even once during the six consecutive ejaculations and the hours of continuous sex. It was always Number 25’s job to make sounds, and Orca only provoked him or uttered words of enticement to come to her.
Number 25, panting, let out a pathetic moan at Orca’s violent hip movements.
“Hng, euh…!”
“How is it? Do you feel like coming under me now?”
But this was separate.
Even while drooling, Number 25 gritted his teeth at that answer.
“I, I refuse…!”
“Then I have no choice but to do more.”
The movement of Orca’s hips was accelerating. The sound of flesh hitting flesh, and the lewd sound of her vulva, stained with semen, being poked, were also spurring her on.
Orca’s vagina was craving semen again. The vagina, which had been gently enveloping his entire penis, suddenly contracted and squeezed the semen out of Number 25’s penis.
Number 25 threw his head back and convulsed his body. He looked as if he had been electrocuted. Clear saliva flowed from under his chin, and his pupils were rolling back.
But the night in District 6 never ended.
Six ejaculations became seven, seven became ten, and ten increased to fifteen. Orca changed positions here and there, handling Number 25’s body roughly as she pleased.
The cowgirl position, pressing down on Number 25’s body, the sitting position, hugging him tightly so he couldn’t escape from her, and occasionally fellatio, licking and eating all the semen attached to his penis and the semen remaining in his urethra.
The clean and elegant room was now splattered with milky white semen everywhere, as if that had always been the case, and filled with the lewd smell of their sweat.
Number 25 felt a threat to his life for the first time due to sex.
His penis, which was still erect and about to burst despite continuing to ejaculate due to the effects of the drug, and Orca, who was shaking her hips madly like she was in heat, without giving his penis, which had become very sensitive from continuous ejaculations, any time to rest.
This was now impossible.
He wanted to maintain his loyalty to Aser until the end. He had vowed that even if his body gave in, his heart would never break, but it was no longer possible.
What good was loyalty if he died?
Number 25, sobbing, said to Orca above him.
“I, I will… I’ll become Orca-nim’s slave, so please… stop now…”
Orca paused her hip movements for a moment and spoke to Number 25, who had finally surrendered to her, as if giving an order.
“Then repeat exactly what I say.”
He was prepared to say anything. Orca smiled slyly and informed him of the words that Number 25 would have to say to her from now on, emphasizing each word clearly.
“I have acted disrespectfully towards my master, Orca-nim. As atonement for that, I will satisfy Orca-nim for the rest of my life with my trashy penis, which is only good for lewdness. Now, quickly.”
He would never have said such vulgar words normally, but he had no choice if he wanted to save his life.
Number 25 shed tears and began to speak in a trembling voice.
“…I, I have acted disrespectfully towards my master, Orca-nim. As atonement for that, I will satisfy Orca-nim for the rest of my life with my trashy penis, which is only good for lewdness.”
The pouring guilt and shame were tearing his heart apart. He barely finished speaking with the single thought of somehow staying alive, but Orca began to move her waist again, which she had stopped.
At that action, Number 25 screamed as if in despair.
“W, why…?!”
“Well, now that you’ve sworn allegiance to me as my slave, it’s only natural that I do as I please, right?”
Number 25 couldn’t say anything after that.
Only a desperate moan, like a beast howling, was coming from his small body.
Orca finally granted freedom to Number 25’s penis after finishing a full 20 ejaculations.
His glans was red and swollen, larger than usual, and the veins on his shaft were bulging out, transforming it into a grotesque shape.
After finishing the long sex, Orca picked up a water bottle from the table and poured it on Number 25.
Number 25, who was feeling a burning thirst at that moment, opened his mouth and barely received and drank the water pouring from above, only moving his mouth.
Watching that, Orca smirked and said in a triumphant voice towards the only entrance.
“Did you hear that, Aser? Your slave says he likes me better than you now?”
As soon as the name he had longed for came out of Orca’s mouth, Number 25 barely turned his head and looked at the door.
Aser’s face was distorted so fiercely, as if he would tear Orca in front of him to death right away.
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A dark shadow fell over Aser’s face. Feeling a presence, Aser frowned, thinking it was someone trying to take advantage of him while he was drunk and collapsed.
If it were an ordinary person, they would be terrified and run away just by feeling the energy emanating from the enraged Aser. But the person in front of him still didn’t leave Aser’s side. Rather, they spoke to Aser.
“Child of District 7, what brings you here…?”
A voice that made his whole body languid just by listening to it, Aser raised his head to confirm the owner of the voice. In fact, he already knew who the owner of the voice was the moment he heard it. However, he looked to confirm because there was no way that person would come to such an area.
But what was in front of him was not a dream but a reality. If it was a simple hallucination due to intoxication, he wouldn’t be able to feel her energy to this extent.
Aser opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth.
“You…”
Black, disheveled hair like a night of pitch darkness, and eyes that drooped slightly downwards, giving a sleepy impression.
The witch who was said to rarely come out of her district, the Demon Lord of District 2, also known as the Raven Lord.
One who is versed in all magic, the owner of the corpses beneath the earth.
Low Rifa.
Just her presence alone made Aser feel the intoxication that had been dominating his body completely disappear.
Aser asked warily.
“What brings you here?”
“Nothing in particular…? I felt an unusual energy…”
Her unique way of speaking, dragging out the ends of her words and speaking slowly, felt even more uncomfortable today.
Even in the meantime, Number 25 was bound to be disappearing into the deep darkness.
But there was one word that Low had said that he couldn’t ignore.
Unusual energy? If Low, who treated most living beings as ants, felt that way, then it must definitely be Number 25, who was a dragon. Even if it wasn’t Number 25, Aser couldn’t afford to miss even a sliver of information right now.
With the single thought of finding Number 25, Aser abandoned his pride as the Demon Lord of a district and clung to her, begging.
“Where is that energy now?! That guy is probably my precious subordinate. I promised that I would never take my eyes off him, but I was complacent. So I have to go and save him…. You would know, right?”
Low didn’t shake off Aser, who was clinging to her body and rambling, but quietly stroked her hair and said.
“I certainly know the boy’s location…. But I will come to collect the corresponding price someday.”
He could give any price. If she wanted, this body, this soul. He could give it all.
What meaning could this body have if he couldn’t even protect one person he loved?
There was no need to hear the answer. Low read Aser’s eyes and nodded.
“Well, if that’s your choice…”
Low didn’t take any action, but simply gazed in one direction, summoning a path made of bright light. The light was shining so brightly that it even drove away the turbid colored lights of District 6.
“If you follow this light, you’ll get there…”
Aser forgot to thank her and immediately ran along the path.
Watching Aser’s departing back, Low smiled faintly. Only Low, she alone, knew what kind of consequences Aser’s choice would bring in the future.
The place he followed the light to was an ordinary house. He had no intention of doubting Low’s magic. Aser immediately opened the door roughly and moved inside.
The closer he got to the door at the innermost part, the more familiar the smell became.
The smell of Number 25’s semen.
An ominous premonition crept in. Just as he was about to open the door, someone held a knife to his neck. Aser didn’t waver and glared at Orca’s subordinate next to him, warning in a low voice.
“Get lost.”
Orca’s subordinate, who had stood in front of him with great vigor, lowered the knife that had been aimed at his neck at Aser’s one word and urinated on the spot. There would be few who could maintain their loyalty in the face of a being that could directly threaten their life.
After all the obstacles had disappeared, Aser reached out to open the door. But he hesitated at Number 25’s voice that was soon heard from inside.
What could be seen through the slightly opened door was Number 25, who was mixing bodies with Orca, declaring with his own mouth that he would become her slave.
