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Chapter 1538 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

What do you do?

Thrust inside the Dark One's mouth.

You smirk and stare into her eyes before you answer. "Mouth," you answer bluntly.

Her eyes flinch. Though she isn't really surprised by such a request, that doesn't stop her from flushing pink. It's a humiliating demand, though she also would rather perish than not uphold her pride, even if it seems counterproductive to defend one's pride by swallowing down a cock. She slowly crawls towards you, and as she does, you stand back up, leaving her face-to-face with her target. The head of your erection is a mere inches from her lips. She stares down at it, almost hypnotized for a moment. She pulls her long, white hair from her eyes and looks up at you with an almost pleading manner. The cute expression you read is strange at first, given who it's coming from, but she's submitting to your request with ease. Her word really is unbreakable.

You bring a hand down and place it upon the back of her head, gesturing her forward.

First she licks her lips. Then, she pushes the flat of her tongue to the bottom, near the base, and strokes it all the way to the tip. She does this twice before dancing the tip around the head, and then muffing her own quiet sounds of pleasure by stuffing it into her mouth at last. With your hand there, all she can do is take it, and you begin pushing her slowly as first, though there isn't all that much you need to do. She starts going wild on it, sucking and thrusting it along her tongue towards her throat.

The inside of her mouth is tight and warm, and her tongue is eager. You can't help but groan with pleasure. Your grip on her head tightens, squeezing her hair slightly as you gyrate your hips forwards and back. She moans each time, and that only encourages you to go faster, and harder.

"You better swallow it all if this was our bet," you say.

She moans, perhaps in acknowledgement, but all she does otherwise is continue to devour like a starving woman finally given food. Slurp slurp, the pace quickens. You could do this for awhile, though the answer you gave was that you were to finish in her mouth, and that's exactly what you're going to do. There's no reason to hold back, so you push yourself along. Your body needs little encouragement. With how gorgeous she is, and how well she's doing, your body wants to burst, and on top of that, as twisted as it is to say, you find satisfaction in stuffing something into the mouth of the one who speaks so arrogantly every time you meet.

You feel your body tense. "I'm getting close," you warn. "Are you sure you can take it? Though I guess you have ****."

She looks up at you with submissive eyes. They flutter back, as if experiencing euphoria of her own despite simply being on her knees. It must be the sensation--the warmth, the flavour. Her hands clutch the backs of your thighs and you can tell by her throat that she's already swallowing in preparation.

Your body burns. Your balls swell. Then you whisper out, "I'm.. cumming," as you suddenly feel a rush of light-headedness. Then after a mighty throb, you begin to wildly pulse with every last drop pent up inside your body, and one hundred percent of it goes down her throat. She eats it down, mouthful by mouthful, until you're drained.

Admittedly, you nearly fall to your knees from the pleasure, though you remain standing for a little bit longer, especially not to show weakness. Then when you're finally done, you allow her to pull from your cock. She gasps for a full chest of air, and as she recovers, you do as well, sinking to your knees to join her.

A short time passes. You slowly stand and speak. "So, did I win?"

She attempts to stand as well but fails her first attempt. "N-No."

"What do you mean?"

Then at last, she pulls herself up to her feet. She steps towards you, slowly at first, but then grabs you by the chest and begins pushing you towards the doorway. "I am not finished with you yet... A real man finishes more than once, right?"

"Is your stomach not already full?"

"N-Not my mouth this time!"

Before you know it, you're thrown through the door, and in her embrace, she hurls the both of you off the side of the ship.

What do you do?

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