2026-02-06 01:43:07I try imitating what the mercenaries said to the prostitute. Celeste was dumbfounded for a moment, but then smiled faintly.
"Ahhh! It feels so good, I might die!" It's a bit of an exaggerated performance, but it still gets me excited. "Celeste! You're my woman, I'm coming, I'm letting you out!" "Oh no, I'm turning into your woman. If you cum now, I'll become your slave." I hugged Celeste and poured the second load into her, but just as I finished, I heard a complaint. "Hmm, it's too early to enjoy it... But I'm still young, so I can manage the number of times." There is nothing more pathetic for a man. U8I was determined to die as I tried to satisfy Celeste. *** 5th time "Ha ha... it's almost time." "I'll still suck you off, so do your best." *** 9th time "It's not getting hard anymore..." "This is what you should do in those situations!" Celeste's finger entered my anus and rubbed a certain part deep inside, and the stimulation, which I couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure, made my penis harden again. "Ugh! What are you doing?!" "Come on, let's do some more." *** 12th time. "...I'm really going to die..." "It's okay. You seem strong, so you won't be like that boy the other day... No, it's fine." Celeste takes my cock in her mouth and puts a finger in my ass. My body is at its limit, but she's just too beautiful. The sight of this beautiful woman running her tongue over my penis makes me hard again. *** 15th time "Please...forgive me." I was no longer able to move my body, and could only watch as Celeste, who was on top of me, shook her hips with pleasure. Tears flow even though nothing foreign has gotten into my eyes. It was the first time in my life since I was old enough to understand that I had cried even though there was no dirt in my eyes. "That's true, you're already so soft, and only watery juices are coming out. So let's do it just one more time! I'm going to come hard, so prepare yourself." Without being able to experience that last moment, I finally lost consciousness. In the midst of this dark and vague feeling, I thought I heard Celeste's voice. "Oh? So you finally fainted? 16 times? Haha. I didn't expect you to be this weak. Who would have thought. That's a lot of semen and you have the potential to be an incredible slut. I think it'll be fun if I teach you how to be a woman properly." Something crawls up my neck. Then there was a sharp pain and a feeling of weakness in my body. "It's delicious! The blood of a boy who just lost his virginity is the best! Ah, I want to drink it all up, but... I have to hold back, it's painful." My life may have been on the verge of being sucked away by Celeste.
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Dawn
Knock! knock! knock!!."Hey! Luc! It's dawn! Wake up!"Light filtered through the shutters. Maria's voice cut through the comfortable fog of sleep.I groaned, eyes still heavy. The bed had been too comfortable, I'd slept deeper than intended.Rolling out of the blankets, I padded to the door and opened it. Maria stood there with a water bucket, cheerful and morning-bright, Then screamed."AAAAH! Why are you NAKED?!"I glanced down. Right. I'd washed my clothes last night and gone to bed without them, letting everything dry. And as was inevitable in the morning, I was rock-hard."Clothes weren't dry yet," I said calmly, reaching for the neatly folded pile on the chair."Put Something On!" Maria's face was crimson, but her eyes, despite the screaming were locked firmly on my crotch. "That's...it's...how is that even real?! It's huge!"I pulled on my shirt first, deliberately slow. No point rushing when she was clearly more fascinated than actually offended."It's normal.""That is not n
The Little Bird Inn
I needed lodging. Preferably somewhere with hot water.Two years in Celeste's forest had spoiled me, regular bathing was no longer a luxury but a necessity. The thought of sleeping in road grime made my skin crawl.The Little Bird Inn stood on a quieter street, away from the main market bustle. Modest but well-maintained, with flower boxes under the windows and a hand-painted sign of a cheerful songbird.Clang! clang!The door chime announced my entrance."Come in!" A young woman's voice, bright and welcoming.She appeared from behind the counter, she looked in her early twenties, brown hair tied back, an apron over simple but clean clothes. Pretty in an unassuming way, though noticeably flat-chested. Her smile was genuine."Welcome to the Little Bird! How can I help you?""I need a room. And hot water for bathing, if you have it."Her smile widened. "We do! We've got a big stove, so we can boil plenty. But you'll need to pay extra for firewood and the labor to haul it up."Fair enoug
Ancient Gold
"Welcome. Welcome to Miranda General Store."As soon as I opened the door, the staff bowed in unison, a coordinated greeting that spoke of training and discipline.The store was nothing like the street stalls outside. Polished wood shelves displayed fine cloth, ornate jewelry behind glass cases, leather-bound books, and tools crafted with obvious care. Price tags hung in silver, with some items reaching into gold territory.A young attendant approached, bowing slightly. "Excuse me, sir, but I'll need to hold your weapons while you shop." Standard procedure. I handed over my bardiche without complaint. The boy's eyes widened as he took it. The weight caught him off guard, he staggered, barely keeping his grip, then wrestled it into a weapons rack with obvious effort. I almost smiled."Welcome, sir." A clerk appeared with practiced warmth, though his eyes assessed me carefully a young face, road-worn appearance, but quality armor and the confidence of someone carrying coin. "What bring
The Road Opens
The massive oak trunk lay across the merchant road like a sleeping giant—easily three men wide and too heavy for the caravan guards to shift. They'd been straining against it for the better part of an hour when I came upon them."Need help?"The lead guard, a grizzled man with a scar splitting his eyebrow, looked me up and down. Young face, road-worn cloak, and a bardiche that looked like it could cleave a horse in half."You think you can move what six of us couldn't?" His tone wasn't mocking—just tired.I didn't answer. Just walked up to the log, wedged my left hand underneath, and lifted.The wood groaned. Then rose. I dragged it off the road one-handed, the muscles in my arm barely straining. Two years of Celeste's... 'training'... had left me stronger than I looked. Stronger than most men, period. When I turned back, all six guards were staring."Gods above," one muttered.The scarred guard recovered first. "You looking for work, boy?""Depends. Where are you headed?""Rivermouth
Departure
A little over two years had passed since I met Celeste, and that moment suddenly came."I have nothing more to teach you."With a beautiful voice as always."So I'm giving you permission to leave here soon."My heart was at peace, knowing that the time had finally come. We've been together for over two years, so it's obvious that there's a difference.Celeste thought over and over whether there was anything else she had forgotten to tell me, whether there was anything else she needed to tell me, before coming to a conclusion. So I won't hesitate either."Okay, I'll leave right away."Celeste's face contorted for a moment. Putting it this way makes it sound like I was impatient for the day to leave. It may have been a shock to her, as we had been physically close and she thought that we had connected emotionally.So I'
Growth
technique. For a man, seeing a stunning beauty writhing and moaning is probably the ultimate moment. Celeste will take it firmly if I attack her hard, and will praise me if I attack her well.Even if you get carried away and do something rough, she will eventually accept it after scolding you by saying, "That hurt, you'll lose points." There's no way I wouldn't grow when taught by a kind teacher who uses beautiful, voluptuous teaching materials and accepts rough acts. Most days end like this, but there are exceptions.It's the day when blood is sucked, which occurs once every ten days. For Celeste, drinking blood is a way of eating, not a luxury item, and if she doesn't drink blood regularly, she will die no matter how much other food she eats.I asked if the interval was 10 days, but she kept looking away, so when I pressed her she said it was okay for it to be 1 to 2 years. When she said she wanted my blood every ten days, it was simply out of a pure desire to frequently taste the
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