Swoosh, Swoosh, my senses were fogged by the metal sphere that violated my b*ttocks. Though it wasn’t pleasurable enough to induce org*sm, it did bring forth a peculiar and strange sensation akin to bowel movements, as it continuously tormented my back hole.

“You’re such a pervert… my lewd Hena. Are you feeling it now?”

He said that while wildly shaking the buttock he was holding. My flesh jiggled, and my lower half shuddered with the manipulation of his hand. It clashed with the rhythm of the metal sphere’s movements, stimulating my insides aimlessly. 

“Oh, oh…ah… No. It’s weird…!”

“The tool didn’t catch anything you might be hiding. Shall I explore deeper?”

Before he was kind enough to avoid deep insertion for now. He only violated me shallowly, just to the length of a finger.

“Ah, no…! If you go deeper…”

Preferring to plead rather than risk my insides being torn apart, I began to beg him instinctively. Despite my disrespectful words, he chuckled as though finding it endearing.

I instinctively feared the wreckage of my insides. He chuckled as if what I blurted out in a tone without decorum was adorable.

“You’re not confessing anything, it makes me want to go deeper.”

The thought of the metal sphere reaching the very end of my rectum at any moment was terrifying. As I shook my head fiercely, he said sarcastically that he had no choice but to torture my cute area even more.

“If I torment the entrance harshly, will you feel like confessing a little?”

He spread my b*ttocks wide, retrieving the metal sphere from the somewhat expanded hole of my anus. A moment later, the sphere popped out. It returned, pressing firmly against the dense entrance. After playing around pressing against the entrance for a while, the sphere reentered the warm interior with a ‘plop’.

“Agh!”

There was no point in pleading with this bastard. Even if I say no throughout the night, he would just torture me into confessing. The perverted ArchDuke would surely enjoy this act until the end. I instinctively took an alternative method. I decided to worship him as a new master. That way, I would at least have a chance to rise from being a torture subject to a toy.

The spit on the metal sphere dried, increasing friction. But, as if opening the gate to torment, he continuously repeated the dry penetration and retreat. Involuntarily, I pleaded.

“Ah, Archduke… It hurts, it hurts. The water… Uhuk. It’s dried…”

As the metal sphere stretched the hole and went out, he dissected each and every expansion of my sphincter very slowly. When it spread to its widest, presenting no wrinkles, firm tension, even admiring sounds could be heard. I felt like I was going crazy with pain.

“Water. Do you need some hydration? I wonder what kind.”

He audibly pulled out the metal sphere, I jerked as if tossed out. When something deep inside was removed, a sense of emptiness rushed into me.

The Archduke let go of the handle. Then, with both hands, he grabbed and spread my b*ttocks. As if to expose the reddened cracks vividly.

Spit. Immediately afterward, something cold and slimy hit my hole. He had spit into my hole. He spat again, ensuring my buttock bones were soaked with his saliva.

Whoosh. As the spit falling on my b*ttocks traveled down the anus, he timed to push in the metal sphere. The large sphere head slipped in with a ‘plop’. Though the insertion was very fast, it didn’t hurt much steeped in thick saliva. A big lump of breath sprang up.

“Do you like it? Is it smoother when I do this?”

“Hnng…”

After smoothly pistoning inside, he suddenly started to pick up speed.

“Uh… Ah, Ah, Ugh, Archduke!”

The metal sphere came completely out and expanded the hole again before going in. The shining surface appeared and disappeared repeatedly. The problem was the speed was too fast. He thrust the metal sphere into my hole like penetrating with a p*nis.

“It’s strange, stop, Ah, Auh, Aah!”

In accordance with the rapid motion of the sphere, the dry folds expanded as much as possible and quickly shrunk, repeating the process. A strange thirst, discomfort, and pl*asure crisscrossed, confusing my insides.

“This friend seems to prefer your entrance. Fascinate it with your elastic and delicious rear p*ssy, constrict it as much as you can.”

Plop, plop, woosh. The tool tormenting me seemed to enjoy the constriction at the entrance, and it only hovered around the entrance. An extremely sharp sensation pierced my lower half, and gradually a strange sensation began to come up.

Stimulation was felt from the cl*toris pressed against his thigh. Each time he thrust forcefully, my body naturally moved forward and the protruding cl*toris was crushed on his sturdy thigh.

Feeling a hint to end the quest, I instinctively rubbed against his leg in a physiological response.

“Haah, Haa, Aa….

“Ah, like a h*rny bitch, you’re rubbing your p*ssy on me now.”

He noticed my struggle and mocked me, but I had no time to be bothered by it. I was just a diligent player, mindlessly chasing after pl*asure, running towards achieving org*sm.

Without realizing that my petals were dripping with sticky fl*id, I frantically rubbed my g*nitalia like an animal in heat, oblivious to the fact that his pants had gotten stained by the same fl*id.

My bulging cl*toris met with his leg and was squashed. The feeling of being squished everywhere without having a specific spot due to the harsh thrusts was unbearable. The overpowering pl*asure was amplified by my aimless movements. 

“Aah, aah, it’s……nice, aah. There, press it, mm.”

“Do you like it when your p*ssy is being rubbed? Should I do it harder?”

The curtain of thought was lifted and my mind began to fade away. I was lying on his thigh, no longer able to carry on consciously. I was panting, rubbing my br*ast and v*gina on his leg, reaching cl*max.

Thump, thump, Woosh-! Then it happened. Karzan pounded my b*ttocks with strong speed, thrusting the metal sphere to the deepest end. The cold metal surface was pushed in and rubbed powerfully against the deepest part inside, causing my belly to shake.

“Aaaahhhhh…!!”

Then, my body instantly jumped up. A severe electric current wrapped all over my body, traveling up my spine. My mouth wide open, almost screaming, I was swept away by the heated cl*max. 

The man’s lousy hand had let go of the handle to spank my shivering b*ttocks. Smack, smack. The force wasn’t as strong as before, but the pain was still enough to rush blood to the area.

“Haaahhh…! heung, hnng!”

I had to welcome the aftermath of the cl*max from his spanking. I could vividly feel the metal sphere engraved in my rectum from his intense beating. The inner walls were mercilessly squashed by the steel surface.

With that despicable and burdening sensation, I completed the end of a deep org*sm.