Chapter 10 Restrained Sex

I groped Circe’s breasts for a good while.

Part of it was to get her used to pleasure, but it was also purely because the feel of her breasts was so damn good.

’These are seriously national-treasure-level breasts that never get old no matter how much you touch them.’

The softness filling my hands was nothing short of fantastic.

They were so perfect in weight and shape, it’s like they were handcrafted by a god.

’And her panting reactions are so good, I can’t hold back.’

The greatest mage, untouchable by anyone.

The Great Witch, whose identity was shrouded in rumors.

A beauty with a voluptuous body optimized for pregnancy, capable of killing someone like me with a flick of her finger.

"Ah... Hnng...♥ Feels good...♥"

"Better than your breasts?"

"Hng... Breasts are good too... Everything’s good... Aah♥"

She’s moaning like a female in heat while being fondled by me.

That fact alone sent a thrill through me.

’Can a beauty’s body really be this lewd?’

A body with curves that scream to turn men on.

Her smooth skin, glistening with sweat.

Every time she feels pleasure, her thighs instinctively squirm, and her panties are already soaked with her juices.

’Time to go for her pussy, then.’

After getting her drunk on pleasure with kisses and breasts, she won’t be able to resist no matter how I handle her pussy.

"Ha...! Th-There...!"

I gently rubbed her pussy over her panties with my fingers.

Since it was already wet, even a slight touch made the panties dig into her slit.

Thanks to that, the distinct cameltoe of a woman was clearly visible.

"Already soaking your panties like this. That’s too naughty."

"Ngh...! It’s because you kept touching my breasts... Haah!"

"Normal women don’t get this wet just from that."

"R-Really?"

That’s a lie.

The pleasure amplification magic made her fall faster, sure, but even the most insensitive woman would get soaked with such thorough teasing.

"Of course. It’s all because your body’s so lewd, Circe."

"N-No, it’s not... Haa...!"

I kept rubbing her pussy, hiding that fact.

As I gently stroked her pussy through the panties with my fingertips, her body twitched and writhed with pleasure each time.

Now her panties were so wet it was like they’d been dunked in water.

"Then I’ll take these panties off."

The black panties slipped off, passing her smooth thighs and calves.

Just moments ago, she was blushing with embarrassment in her underwear, but now she didn’t resist at all as I took her panties off.

’She’s probably too lost in pleasure to even think straight.’

Her pussy was drenched with the juices she’d spilled herself, her pink nipples standing erect on her fondled breasts, her body trembling, overwhelmed by pleasure.

"Haa... Haa..."

I tossed the black panties to the floor.

They landed with a wet splat, heavy with her juices.

Only then did Circe realize she was completely naked, blushing.

"Ah..."

Her eyes wavered with embarrassment, but her pleasure-soaked body didn’t try to cover up.

Her white, naked body, as if stitched together by a god, was breathtakingly beautiful.

I laid Circe down on the bed.

This was her room, her bed, her pillows, but the control of this first night was entirely mine.

I gave her a moment to calm down, then gently stroked her earlobe.

"Hng...!"

Even that small touch made Circe flinch. Her body had become incredibly sensitive from the earlier teasing and magic.

"Feeling a bit clearer now?"

"Y-Yes..."

Circe nodded timidly.

She didn’t look like someone over 300 years old at all.

Her reaction was that of a blushing bride looking up at her beloved groom.

’She’s insanely beautiful.’

To the man who’d given her such pleasure, the Great Witch was feeling a faint sense of submission and affection.

Women’s bodies easily mistake physical pleasure for love.

It’s a female instinct to accept a superior male.

Circe, a witch, was steadily following that process.

’I want to shove my cock in right now and fill her womb with cum, but a Great Witch’s virginity is too precious to use so carelessly.’

She’s not some village girl you’d find anywhere.

The ceremony of taking a Great Witch’s virginity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Circe, panting with pleasure, is so beautiful. No, maybe lovable is the better word."

"I told you to stop saying embarrassing things..."

I kissed Circe, lying demurely on the bed.

It was closer to a peck to convey affection than a full-on kiss.

Was it my imagination that she looked disappointed without tongue?

"Circe, can you raise your arms and put your hands behind your head?"

"L-Like this?"

Circe obediently followed my request.

Thanks to that, her tantalizing naked body was fully exposed.

Her beautifully shaped, perky breasts.

Her smooth stomach and navel, slightly wet with sweaty armpits.

Even her still-clenched pussy, glistening with few of love.

’What a fantastic body.’

My fingertips brushed against Circe’s clit.

"Hng...! Th-There...!"

I gently teased her pussy with my fingers.

Stimulating the warm, wet inner flesh made her squirm.

"Ah...! Haang♥ No, stop...! Hng...!"

"We need to loosen this up for sex, you know that."

"E-Even so... It feels too good... Ahh!"

I curled my fingers, pressing and stimulating her insides.

Now Circe was practically thrashing.

Even with her heightened sensitivity, reacting this strongly wasn’t common.

The pleasure amplification magic was clearly doing its job.

"Circe, if you move that much, it’s hard to touch you."

"I-It’s impossible... My body’s moving on its own... Haa!"

Her hips kept moving, making it hard to keep teasing her.

Finally, I grabbed both of Circe’s wrists, stretched above her, and pinned them with my hand.

"Ah, ah..."

It was probably her first time feeling a man’s weight and strength.

She could escape with magic, but I wasn’t going to give her the chance.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

"Ahh! Hng! Ahh...! Haa...!"

Circe, unable to even speak properly, twisted her hips wildly.

She flailed her thighs desperately, but there was no way she could escape.

"N-No...! Something’s coming...! Haa...!"

In that moment, Circe’s hips arched like a bow. Her pussy and hips trembled, reaching a light climax.

’Ending it here would be a shame.’

I moved my fingers again in her soaked pussy, this time faster than before.

"W-Wait...! No...! I just came... Hnnggg...!"

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

Thanks to the constant flow of her juices, it made lewd, squelching sounds.

Now that’s a proper pussy.

"Hii! Hihh! Haang! Haa...! Why again...! N-Now...!"

Circe shook her head frantically as the full-on fingering began.

"No! No! No! Stop it! Please...!"

With tears in her eyes, Circe begged me to stop.

Seeing her beautiful face, I almost felt bad... but not really.

’This is so fucking hot.’

But if I went any further, she might mistake the pleasure for actual pain.

I let go of her wrists, lightly teased her breasts, and precisely pressed the spot in her pussy that felt good.

"Haaaaang...!"

A moan burst from her, mixed with pleasure and bliss.

Whether to endure the pleasure or from the climax itself,

Circe stretched her thighs taut, curling her toes tightly.

Her pussy trembled and spasmed.

Squirt! Squirt!

She finally squirted.

The so-called "tide-blowing."

’Squirting on the first night? She’s definitely got talent.’

Circe’s body trembled violently before collapsing limply.

She seemed exhausted from the climax’s afterglow.

"Haa... Haa..."

Her dazed eyes stared at the ceiling, lost in pleasure. Her large breasts heaved up and down with each ragged breath.

The sheets between her legs were completely soaked with her juices, leaving a mark.

’Her reactions were so good, I might’ve gone a bit overboard...’

"...♥"

But seeing that blissful, satisfied expression, I don’t think I need to worry.

It’s the face of a female completely lost in pleasure.

That’s when the magic reacted.

[Magic conditions have been met!]

[Identifying erogenous zones and desired play.]

[Circe’s main erogenous zones: Breasts, pussy, armpits, feet, thighs]

[Current desired play: Restrained rap* sex]

’...That’s an unexpected kink.’

Her erogenous zones make sense, since I focused on touching them or deliberately avoided developing others.

But I didn’t expect her to be into "restraint" and "r*pe sex."

Is she into being forced?

’She probably doesn’t even realize she likes this kind of play. Did my actions earlier awaken her kink?’

I held her wrists and fingered her while restraining her.

It seems she liked that more than expected.

’Well, women with strong pride often like this kind of play.’

The prouder they are, the harder it is for them to admit they’ve succumbed to pleasure.

They resist despite feeling good, which hinders their ability to fully sink into it.

Restraining them intentionally makes them more excited and sensitive.

It’s a psychological safety net: they’re being forced, so they can’t help it.

That lets them be more honest with their pleasure.

’Looks like our Great Witch enjoys being forced.’

She’s well over 300 years old in witch calendar. So it might bother her to be led around by a human in his 20s.

’Anyway, if I know her kink, there’s no reason not to use it.’

If we’re having sex on the first night, might as well enjoy the best pleasure and play, so it becomes more memorable.

"Circe."

"Y-Yes?"

I immediately used a basic restraint spell.

Shackles, like those used on prisoners, bound her, fixing her arms above her on the bed.

"W-What’s this...?"

"Just making sure you can’t move before we really get started."

"W-What do you mean! Undo this right now!"

Circe protested seriously, but I didn’t miss it. Her eyes wavered, and her pussy started twitching even more.