Being trained, Morgan had to endure an excruciating time.
It mightâve been the most painful time in her 500 years of existence.
The reason, of course, was that damn Karl, who got her body all worked up and left her bound and abandoned.
âMy bodyâs so aroused... Iâm going crazy...â
It started when Karl was giving her a massage.
His touch felt so good, and she wanted to cum so badly.
But Karl deliberately avoided her most sensitive spots and leave her hanging desperate for the pleasure.
âTo tie up a woman like this and leave her...â
Her aroused pussy itched maddeningly as if they were alive and screaming for the torment to end.
It was like an itch you couldnât scratch, amplified several times over.
Her womb kept throbbing, desperate to climax.
But bound like this, she couldnât even masturbate.
The fact that she couldnât escape only made her body more aroused.
âHow long do I have to stay like this...?â
Not knowing when it would end made Morgan even more anxious.
It drained her patience faster.
Her wrists were tied above her, preventing any movement.
Blindfolded, she couldnât even sense time or her surroundings.
In the darkness, Morgan was left for an unknown amount of time.
Her aroused pussy made the experience even more torturous.
"Oop... Hng... Eup..."
She even tried lifting her leg to touch her pussy.
But with her hands tied above, the awkward position made it impossible.
Her foot trembled near her pussy, trying to reach it, but it was futile.
Neither toes nor heel could touch her pussy.
It was a pathetic attempt, she knew, but her desire for pleasure was overwhelming.
âI want to touch it... Even with my toes, I want to touch my pussy... I want to cum...so badly.â
Straining her body like that, she eventually exhausted herself.
But the rotor in her pussy kept mercilessly stimulating her, denying her rest.
"Uhh... Hwk..."
After a while alone, she started feeling resentful.
Why did she have to endure this pathetic, unfulfilled state?
Honestly, Morgan enjoyed sex with Karl.
If she didnât, she wouldnât have been so eager to sleep with him every day.
The sensation of his thick cock filling her up from inside.
It gave her a thrilling pleasure that masturbation couldnât match even in another half a millenium.
So she thought he was pretty decent for a human.
She even considered letting him have her body and heart.
Thatâs what she thought...
"Hoo... Hoo..."
She never imagined sheâd endure such torment.
The helplessness of being bound, unable to do or know anything.
The rotor in her pussy driving her mad with arousal.
All of it mixed together, and for the first time, Morgan felt âsorrow.â
âI want to cum, I want to cum! Please, put your cock in me. Or even just rub my insides with your hand...!â
After about another hour, her mind was filled with nothing but sex and pleasure.
If she could be freed from this torment, if she could taste pleasure and climax, she felt sheâd do anything.
âWhen is he coming... Iâm waiting for you like this...!â
She couldnât forgive Karl for tying her up and abandoning her like this.
Sheâd have to get revenge somehow later.
Thatâs what she thought...
.
.
.
"Aang! Hng! G-Good! I love your cock! Fuck me harder, please...!"
When Karl touched her body and made her cum, and then gave her mind-numbingly good sex, her resentment vanished instantly.
âItâs too... too good...â„â
Sheâd sworn sheâd never forgive Karl for putting her in this state.
But in the face of overwhelming pleasure, those feelings meant nothing.
Her brain and womb were filled only with the desire to feel good from this manâs cock.
It was like her brain was pumping out hormones, screaming to choose this male.
Dominated by pleasure and hormones, Morgan clung to Karl, cooing and enjoying the sex fully.
"Iâm cumming...! Iâm cumming... Ohohooook...!"
She trembled, cumming from the cock thrusting deep into her womb.
An overwhelming level of happiness filled her brain.
In this sex that made her feel a womanâs joy, Morganâs mind went blank.
"Hoo... Hoo...!"
After one round of sex, she collapsed limply on the bed.
She couldnât even remember how she ended up on the bed having sex.
All she felt was the heavenly pleasure and climax each time his cock plunged into her.
The afterglow of dizzying sex and pleasure still lingered deep in her body.
âThis might actually be pretty good...â
The violent pleasure numbed her brain with happiness.
It was like an addict tasting their fix.
Being forced to endure was like torture or a hell of pleasure.
But if she could taste this ecstatic reward sex, it felt worth enduring.
"Felt good, right? Drink some water."
She obediently gulped down the water bottle he held to her mouth.
Part of it was thirst from losing so much fluid, but the great sex also made affection for Karl well up inside her.
âI was going to be mad at him...â
Maybe because she desperately wished for Karl while being left alone.
After feeling good from the sex, her heart softened.
âHeâs definitely... good at this.â
The long teasing played a part, but even accounting for that, it was amazing sex.
The moment his huge cock entered, she couldnât hold back her moans.
Even after several times, she shouldâve been used to it by now.
But the stimulation was so intense during sex, she could barely breathe.
âItâs so good Iâm already hooked...â
It was different from the teasing and torment.
The reassuring fullness of his cock filling her deep inside.
Each thrust made her acknowledge him as a superior male.
âHeâs a bit infuriating, but maybe heâs a decent guy.â
At this level, she might keep him as a boyfriend for when her lust flared up.
Thatâs what Morgan was thinking as she finished the water bottle.
"Alright, shall we start the next play?"
"...What?"
Her body froze at his chilling words.
"W-What do you mean? Next play, all of a sudden?"
"I was going to end it here, but I think we should go all the way."
"Hic."
Morgan hiccupped involuntarily.
It was humiliating, like a scared woman, but she had no time to think about it.
Karlâs âplayâ wasnât ordinary sex.
It meant something unusual, like the abandonment play just now.
Which, more often than not, made Morgan squirt and submit.
"W-Wait. We just did that, so what are you going to do here..."
"You canât escape."
"Eut."
Morgan instinctively backed away on the bed.
Karl followed her with a smirk.
It was like a herbivore fleeing from a predator.
That alone was humiliating enough, but the fear and overwhelming presence Karl exuded surpassed even a dragonâs pride.
"I-I need to go back soon..."
"Then Iâll tie you up so you canât resist."
"Euk!"
Karl immediately used binding magic to restrain Morgan.
His control, practiced in the forest before, was impressive.
âWhatâs with this position...â
Her arms were raised and fixed to the bed.
Even her legs were spread wide and tied upward.
A humiliating position, exposing her breasts, pussy, and even her anus.
It felt like offering a womanâs private parts to a man.
If Morgan knew more about sex, she mightâve thought of the âmating pressâ position.
"Uk! Hiiiek!"
She tried moving her arms and legs, but they didnât budge.
If escape were possible, she wouldnât have been in that state earlier.
âIf it werenât for that damn deal and its restrictions...â
She was ready to give her body for normal sex.
But as a dragon, she couldnât adapt to this humiliating, powerless situation.
âHow does he come up with such degrading positions...â
Morgan glared at Karl resentfully, but he was already loosening his hands, preparing to train her again.
"Hmm, I can see Morganâs pussy and anus clearly. Your asshole is plump and cute, isnât it?"
"I-If you know that, just fuck me like usual."
"No way. Itâs a chance to pamper this twitching pussy."
"Eut... Wait... Haa... Aahhhng...â„"
Karl gently caressed her pussy with his fingers.
Lewd juices started leaking again.
Though sheâd calmed down a bit after the sex, her pussy, teased for so long, quickly heated up again.
She resented her pussy for spreading pleasure despite this humiliating position.
"T-There... Haa... Haa...â„"
"Your pussyâs ready enough. This time, letâs try this."
Karl laid out various items, like last time.
Among them, he picked up a tool that looked like a shortened wand with a blunt end.
"W-Whatâs that?"
"Itâs called a magic massager... Think of it as a much larger, rounded version of the rotor from earlier."
Karl flipped the switch on the handle.
The rounded part buzzed like the rotor.
"Ah... Aah..."
Morganâs body started trembling.
Her pussy, tortured by the rotorâs vibrations while bound, still remembered that exquisite yet excruciating sensation.
Drip...
Perhaps because sheâd endured so much from the rotor earlier, just hearing the vibration made her pussy twitch and leak juices.