Chapter 1213 – #285_상자(5)
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It’s not easy to maintain a clear head in this mansion where all desires are projected and revealed.
It’s like being constantly sucked into a quagmire made of sweet, slippery honey?
Or like having your aroused instincts constantly poked?
But whatever the case, Siwoo hasn’t forgotten his purpose.
It’s to defeat these witches in bed and disable ‘Arca’.
“Hmm.”
Siwoo, who was floundering in a cauldron of all sorts of pleasures and delights, felt a sense of incongruity.
These guys….
They don’t touch my dick.
They rub against my chest, show me their nipples, show me their clit-vagina-anal, and let me play with their fingers, but they only touch my dick very lightly.
They just tease me by brushing against it with their luscious, drooping breasts, or gently sucking the balls with their lips.
Just like how magic amplification and imprint replication don’t happen in this space, body odor isn’t that meaningful either.
The reason why Siwoo goes crazy when he inhales a witch’s scent is because of the subconscious Shin Siwoo’s desire for imprint replication.
Even so, when you receive this level of decadent stimulation all over your body, intense desire is bound to ignite.
I want to do it.
I want to fuck.
I want to ravage them.
That desire is what Orselia wants.
Looking back, Orselia has constantly demanded that Siwoo excrete his innermost desires.
Every time he loses his reason and becomes faithful to his instincts in the mental space, ‘erosion’ will accelerate.
Orselia is inducing that.
He asked to confirm.
“Was it Oksana? This is good, but shall we start soon?”
Oksana, whose neatly arranged red pubic hair was attractive, was cleaning her hand, which was soaked with fluids from having her vagina poked just a moment ago.
While continuing his thoughts, Siwoo was dumbfounded.
It seemed certain that his mental state was not normal.
“Nehe?”
Oksana, who was holding Siwoo’s hand and sucking on each of his finger joints with care, widened her eyes.
“What do you want to do?”
“We have to have sex.”
Oksana gave a sly smile as if she had been waiting for it.
“Do you want to?”
“Of course.”
The witches who had been serving him in various ways showed an immediate reaction like a carnivorous plant touching a sensor.
They all stopped what they were doing and looked at Siwoo with bright smiles.
“Hey, we’ll be sad then. We’re serving you so diligently.”
“If you do, who do you want to do first?”
“Master! Me! I’ll do it!”
“How about me? You liked my breasts.”
“It’s a bit disappointing like this, isn’t it?”
It’s kind of creepy because they’re like NPCs whose interaction methods are determined for specific situations.
Not stopping there, the sticky female bodies clung to him and appealed in their own ways.
“Churp, churrrp…. How does it feel to have your first kiss… taken away?”
One of them burrowed under his butt and did a sticky rimjob.
“You can shove it into this tight hole? Really… Haa…!”
There was also a witch who put Siwoo’s big toe in her vagina and repeatedly tightened and loosened it.
“Instead, can you stay here with us forever?”
“I want to be with a wonderful man like Shin Siwoo forever.”
“Master! I, Luna, will become your personal maid and serve you in every way.”
“Let’s have fun here every day. Okay?”
“You can feel this pleasure every day, and you still don’t want to?”
“Let’s be together! Let’s become one! Forever and ever and ever!”
“If you don’t promise, we won’t do it either.”
The gist of each statement is ‘be honest with your desires and become one’.
Going further, it’s ‘stop your futile resistance and accept the erosion’.
It’s clear whose will is intervening in these pitiful puppets.
It must be Orselia, who from some point on, put on clothes, stopped her hypocritical acting, and sat on the sofa at the corner of the room with her legs crossed.
When their eyes met, Orselia said.
“If you want to shake your hips that much, why don’t you just rape them? You have enough power, don’t you?”
Orselia is right.
In the ‘Box-Arca’, only Orselia and Siwoo are players with will.
The rest are puppets who have no ability to resist the players.
Forcibly raping and sending away the pawns who received orders from Orselia is also one way.
“I don’t need that.”
Siwoo answered firmly.
He can intuitively know without being told.
Invasion, violation, the desire to conquer.
They are all barbaric instincts inherent in males.
It’s obvious that the more he excretes his desires by being faithful to those instincts, the faster the erosion will be.
Even if that wasn’t the case, it’s not the right way to win by raping pitiful victims.
“Then stay like that forever. I don’t care.”
Orselia, who spat out a sneer, held out an empty glass, received new wine, and elegantly swirled it.
Orselia is trying to strengthen Siwoo’s willingness to agree through teasing, or to accelerate erosion by stimulating his instincts through ‘rape’.
Then is there no way at all?
No.
In fact, it would be enough for Orselia to prevent Siwoo from having sex forever.
Or she could change the way she ‘erodes’ Siwoo.
As of now, Siwoo doesn’t know how to short-circuit the ‘node’ of the box without sex.
But Orselia didn’t do that.
She’s maintaining a set of rules that might be disadvantageous to her.
This is not because Orselia wants a fair fight.
It’s because powerful magic comes with equally powerful restrictions.
In other words, this erosion battle superficially provides fair rules for both sides.
As long as both of them are connected to the box, just like Orselia intervenes with the puppets, Siwoo also has room to intervene in the interaction.
Siwoo, while receiving various stimuli, pushed his finger into Oksana’s sticky vagina.
-Squish!
“Ugh… Siwoo-nim?”
Her inner flesh was still wet, probably because he had poked it enough earlier.
He could feel Oksana’s pelvis twitching.
“I feel bad for only receiving a massage.”
“It’s our pleasure to serve Siwoo-nim.”
“Still, wouldn’t it be better to feel good together?”
“Then…. forever with us here….”
While listening to Oksana’s increasingly slow seduction, he focused on the sensation at his fingertips.
His overwhelming concentration made him forget the insane stimuli being applied to his whole body.
Experience derived from his past relationships with women, the delicacy to perfectly control his whole body, and the agility to check the other person’s reactions without missing a beat.
He gathered all of this at the tips of his two fingers.
-Squish squish
“Here? No. This is better. Ah, it’s here.”
“Huh? What do you mean…. Uh?”
For a moment, Oksana had a blank expression, not knowing what had happened.
Oksana’s luscious thighs, which had been kneeling, trembled, and then her pelvis popped up.
-Pshoo! Pshoo! Pshoo!
Her vaginal lips, which had been slightly opened by his thick fingers, repeatedly contracted and relaxed, and then sprayed fluids like a water gun through the narrow gap.
Oksana blankly watched her body dirty the bed sheets on its own.
“Uh…? Uh? Uhh? What, what is it….”
This is the forbidden technique that Siwoo possesses.
A technique that stimulates the weak points with perfect tempo, as if seeing through the partner’s reaction, and ‘squeezes out’ the climax regardless of their will.
Like how an opponent cut by a first-class swordsman doesn’t realize they’ve been cut and falls after taking seven steps.
Even at that moment, Oksana didn’t even realize that she had ‘gone’.
“Wh, what just happened…?”
Because in her experience and common sense, she had never reached a forced climax like this without any preparation.
It’s like directly applying electrical stimulation to the orgasm center of the brain?
But the moment Oksana clearly realized that she had ‘gone’.
-Pshoo! Pshoo! Pshoo!
“W, wait wait… what is this…?! Hiiiaaa!!!”
Oksana’s belated, unsightly wailing began to be heard.
Her healthy, sturdy thighs spread out in a disorganized manner, and Oksana posed like a soccer player celebrating a goal.
Her back was bent backward, and her eyes, full of confusion, were wide open as she looked at the ceiling.
-Pshhh! Pshhh! Pshhh!
“Ah… ah… ugh… ughaaa…!”
An unrealistic pleasure that didn’t seem to be created by fingers instantly swallowed Oksana.
Siwoo nimbly controlled Oksana’s climaxing vagina.
Judging by how much his fingers hurt, it’s indeed a witch’s masterpiece.
“You really won’t do it?”
“Hwaaaang! I’m, I’m going… I’m going…! Stop…!”
“It’ll feel better than this.”
“Hiiiiiik!!! Hiiiiiik!!!!”
During a climax, a woman’s vagina writhes wildly.
Stimulating the weak points accurately in the midst of that is like playing the violin on a small boat swaying in a storm.
But Siwoo is capable.
It’s a technique that’s possible because of his physical abilities that far exceed human limits.
The witches who were trying to seduce Siwoo also stopped serving and stared at Oksana’s super-climax fountain show, which was beyond common sense, with dumbfounded expressions.
“Is that possible?”
“Magic? Aphrodisiac? Drug? What is it?”
“It’s almost like she’s taking a small pee….”
“It feels like he just touched her for about 30 seconds.”
The sensation of light orgasms overlapping, overlapping, and overlapping.
Oksana was updating her life’s best pleasure every second, not caring that everyone’s attention was focused on her.
“Hwaaa! Ughaaaang! There, thereee!!! It feels so good…!!! I’m going again, going again…. With the best feeling…!!! Now… go, go… goooooo…!!!”
The moment Oksana, who was shaking her legs clumsily to the point of doing a doggy dance, sensed a ‘big one’.
-Squeeeesh!
“That’s enough.”
Siwoo pulled out his finger.
The fluids flowing down to his wrist showed Oksana’s level of excitement.
“Haaah…. Why… why? Why…? It was almost there…. I could have felt really, really good….”
Oksana, who was trembling, belatedly realized that fact and made a desolate expression.
She looked like a puppy who had her favorite snack taken away right in front of her.
Siwoo got up.
The witches, who would have normally clung to him and tried to interfere in various ways, just stared at Siwoo with a dazed look, unable to say anything.
“Do you want to feel even better?”
Siwoo stood in front of Oksana.
Oksana’s trembling gaze was directed at Siwoo’s erect penis, which stood as sharp as a blade.
-Tap tap tap
“I’m asking if you want to feel even better.”
“Huuut…! Ugh…! Yes…. I want to feel even better….”
“How?”
“By having sex… by having sex….”
Even though he was slapping her cheeks with his penis, she didn’t show a reaction mixed with humiliation, but rather clung to him desperately.
Some males conquer females.
But a true male makes females want to be conquered.
“Then spread your legs so it’s easy to fuck.”
“Neheee….”
Orselia’s pathetic tricks were just laughable.
