Maki's Submission (3)

Yawning, Keito lied down on the soft mattress of the bed. With his hands behind his head, he patiently waited with his cock pointing upwards.

Meanwhile, Maki dragged her feet to reach the bed. Every fiber of her being told her to leave this room, but she couldn't do so under the Binding Vow. For a brief moment, she berated herself for agreeing to one in the first place, but she reminded herself that what she was doing right now was much more preferable to never sparring with him again.

Despite her ****, she still crawled on the bed, getting closer and closer to him. His shit-eating grin made her blood boil, but she followed through with what he had asked her.

She crawled between his legs and grabbed the bottle of lube. She put a hefty amount of the gel-like susbtance in her hands before she tentatively wrapped them around his shaft.

Then, almost as if she was giving him a handjob, her hands went up and down on his cock to make sure every inch was covered by the lube. To her dismay, jacking him off wasn't that disgusting really.

Once she was done, she moved on to the next thing to do. Slowly, she straddled his hips and sat on his stomach facing him. His cock was right in front of her, slapping against her own stomach.

Carefully, she raised her hips and spread her asscheeks apart. She moved until she positioned her asshole just above the tip of his dick. And then, she started to lower herself.

It was so much more humiliating to do it herself rather than having him put it in, and it was much harder too. One of her hands firmly grabbed his penis, feeling the warmth emanating from it. Without meaning to, she softly caressed it a little.

Forcing herself to relax and to take in deep breaths, she loosened up her anus and **** the tip in. Thankfully for her, he had forcefully put a dildo inside earlier to stretch her out so it was less painful than expected.

Surprisingly, he remained silent as she did all the work. She expected him to throw in some insults, or to tell her to impale herself on him in one go, but he didn't. She wasn't sure whether it was a mercy or a warning.

With grunts and pants, she got it halfway there. Keito felt the way her rectum was tightly squeezing him, providing warmth and comfort. He remembered something that he had wanted to ask.

"Hey, what's your opinion on anal sex?"

Maki paused her movements and gave her honest answer, "It's something for and practiced by degenerates, a disgusting act that I despise, my big-dicked daddy."

He snickered at the answer; then how did it make her feel to put his dick inside herself? He wanted to ask, but he couldn't really bring himself to care now. Not when Maki was making good progress.

Indeed, she was 3/4 of the way there. The grunts became cries as the uncomfortable itch turned into mild pain. Had she done this without lube, he'd have split her in half effortlessly.

With a scream of pain and defeat, she got everything stuffed in her butt and sat her ass down on his hips. The sensation of her soft buttcheeks resting on him as well as his cock being squeezed from all sides sent pleasurable electrical currents throughout Keito's body.

The pain was mind-numbing, much worse than when it had been a dildo, and it really made Maki feel like she must have been extra-sensitive down there. People couldn't just willingly do that if it hurt that much, right?

Yet, she endured as the next phase of **** began. With sheer will, she raised her hips up until only the tip remained inside of her ass, and then got down on him, taking it all back in.

She screamed as he moaned, both feeling probably the exact opposite. She dug her nails in her fist, almost drawing out blood, and she repeated the motion once more. Her scream nearly drowned out his voice, but she heard him.

"More, you dumbass, motherfucking whore!"

A shudder ran through her body; his insults had such a power on her, it defied common sense. Perhaps there was more than a semblance of truth about his words if she could derive pleasure from them.

Painfully, she did again. "Squeeze me in, you sad excuse of a jujutsu sorcerer! Show me the real, pathetic slut you really are!"

Once more, slamming her fat ass down on his pelvis.

"Fuck yourself on my cock, that's the best you'll ever do in your worthless existence!"

Again, stretching her insides as she took it all in. His cock, his voice, his words; she took it head on.

"Once I'm done breaking your tight ass, maybe I'll pay a visit to your bitch sister. Perhaps she won't be a waste of oxygen like you are!"

She didn't know when her cries turned into moans, or when the pain became pleasure, but she was more than aware of her growing desire.

Each time she raised her hips, a whine left her lips, and when she brought them back down, a groan escaped her. She was much more enthusiastic than when she started.

Caught in the moment, Keito grabbed her ponytail and pulled. It made her arch her back, and the harsh treatment turned her on even more.

Soon, Keito felt that he was about to burst. Instead of letting her do all the work, he started thrusting up his hips to fuck her ass himself.

Maki moaned like a whore, with her tongue out like a dog. He kept slapping her ass with his hips, balls clapping against her, and with a roar he blew his load inside of her ass.

It triggered Maki's own orgasm, and she squirted some love juices on the bed and on the floor. She fell back on Keito's chest, too tired to move. It was the best orgasm of her life.

Still inside of her, Keito leaned in close and whispered, "Dumb Zenin slut." Hearing her trigger, Maki went slack-jawed and lost all coherent thinking.With his hand fondling her breast, Keito gave a new batch of suggestions.

"Since anal sex is for degenerates, and you took pleasure from anal sex, you're a degenerate. Understood?"

"Yes."

"No one likes degenerates. So if people learn you are a degenerate, they'll hate you. Understood?"

"Yes."

"So, you'll do anything to make sure I don't reveal you're a degenerate. Understood?"

"Yes."

"Being a degenerate turns you on, and you can't help but do degenerate things. You'll come to me to help you do them. Understood?"

"Yes."

"You'll despise me for helping you, but you won't be able to stop. The more immoral, the more you will enjoy doing it. Understood?"

"Yes."

Well, all that ordeal really broke her will if those suggestions could pass that smoothly. Satisfied with what he had done, he woke her up.