Let's Play SM

The thoughts were firmly lodged in her mind like never before.

'I want it.'

She wanted this man. If not him, who else would dare to completely satisfy this dark and wriggling desire of hers?

 He allows her to experience her own tastes that she didn't even know about with 1000% satisfaction. Who else can replace this pleasure if not Author Crown?

Obsession and a sense of ownership.

 With these thoughts swirling in her mind, she anxiously awaited the whipping that would come whenever she had the opportunity.

However, he soon ceased the whipping.

She longed to scream at him not to stop, and her plea was answered immediately.

"You are just a sex doll!!"

In the most sensitive area, when he first applied the unusual itching medication, the brush penetrated deeply and then emerged from within her pussy walls.

Now he just put his dick into her tight pussy.

 It was a one-sided insertion without any foreplay, but her already wet pussy easily swallowed his dick.

And every time Author Crown's dick came and went inside her, she could literally feel her soul being sucked out. Every time his dick moves, the itch goes away for a moment and then comes back into her pussy again.

She was able to free herself from the itch thanks to the dick scratching her pussy walls.

 Now his cock's pistoning pussy wasn't just for her sexual pleasure but a process of making her pussy his cum dump.

She was nothing more than a tool to satisfy his sexual hunger.

It was like every time a cock came and went, she had a stone hammer stamped into her brain.

She can never live without this huge and strong dick. This was your salvation.

 It seemed like he was shouting and making a declaration and she had no intention of revealing her rejection of that opinion.

She was happy.

Everything was such a perfect SM play.

She felt pleasure and fear rising to her soul. She felt her climax and his cum at the same time, and I happily welcomed the sensation like a tamed bitch.

It was so perfect that she thought for a moment that this moment could last forever.

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[MC POV]

[You have successfully captured the witch Aina Ashlin!]

[Witch Aina Ashlin is now starting to become obsessed with you !]

"Wow!!!"

As soon as the status window appeared in front of my eyes, I ejaculated while thrusting deeply into Aina's tight pussy.

 Fuck!! I can't believe I felt this way after just jerking off all my life.

This was a new world and the body of a witch was completely different from that of women in the real world.

Her pussy felt like a mix of an onahole and a human meat tunnel.

 The witch can control her body perfectly, so there was no need to worry about her getting pregnant.

The tightening with her pussy was ridiculously intense.

 Plus, visually, tactilely, smell, whatever. It was all filled with elements that stimulated men's sexual desire to an overwhelming degree.

"Yeah… Ahhh… Ugh."

Aina was asleep, and with her eyes half open, she looked at me blankly with a dreamy expression and a sadistic desire. I looked down at her and then pulled away my dick from her pussy.

 No matter how good something was, if I do it too much, it gets boring.

And honestly, I'm tired now.

"Aina. This is the end. Please use magic and come back quickly."

When I said that while sitting on the bed panting…

Huff!!

With the sound, everything instantly returned to its original state. The playroom returned to its default state, and so did my tentacles. Even the stick bed became dry.

Aina, who was bound by tentacles and moaning sweetly, was no longer there.

"Thank you for your effort. I hope you are satisfied."

As I muttered that while wiping away my sweat, Aina just looked at me in silence for a moment. Then suddenly she came to me, hugged me tightly, and planted a surprise kiss on my mouth.

"Wow!!"

Before I had time to say anything, her huge breasts gently pressed against my chest and upper body, and her burning snake-like tongue burrowed into my mouth, forcibly teasing me and sucking me up.

After sharing a sticky kiss for a while, Aina released me.

"Did you like me, Author Crown?"

"Yes? Yes."

Aina smiles softly as she sees me muttering in a daze, distracted by the kiss that seems to suck out my soul.

 I felt a little scared because I could feel the sticky traces of desire hidden in that smile.

"Would you like to come and stay at my house? I want to have you by my side. As my personal sexual servant. If you want money, you can get money. If you want power and fame, I will give it to you. Because I'm a witch in a position to do that. How is it? Do you want to be my exclusive sexual partner? I want you to know that this is really the first time I've been asked a request like this."

It was her heartbreaking and gentle request.

Aina was a kind and benevolent witch. Although she will keep me as her exclusive servant, her treatment was qualitatively different from that of other witches, who would have killed me for misbehavior. She truly embodied the qualities of a nurturing mother figure.

"… Sorry. Anna."

But I could only shake my head at that request. If I accept Aina's request now, it will be good for now.

But after a year or two? I can be in danger because the situations and plays I knew about Aina were limited.

Aina was a witch who had lived for a long time. There is no guarantee that I will be able to satisfy during that time.

And I knew better than anyone else how witches behave when they get tired of it.

 Since I am still fresh, she will protect me appropriately, but she will gradually forget about me. It may be too easy and simple to accept it now, but it will be a loss in the long run.

So unless the obsession rate was 100%, I was not going to accept being her personal sex servant.

In order to survive, I have to go beyond SM play and she has to become obsessed with me to the point where she can't live without me.

Also, I don't know if there was an ending for me, who was now possessed, but I think I will have to see the ending to know whether I can leave this game.

Anyway. 〈 Only by watching the ending may I be able to escape this possession. 〉 + 〈 If I accept that offer now, it may be okay in the short term, but it may be a loss in the long run. 〉 For these two reasons, I rejected her.

"Why… why? Don't you like me?"

"No. Aina is the best of all the witches I have ever met."

"Then why…"

She looks down at me with a deep mixture of possessiveness and regret in her eyes.

She wanted the answer as well.

If I give her a foolish reason, her likability will be greatly reduced, and I will be ruined.

 I know this because I have experienced it countless times, so now I need to maintain a reasonable distance from witches.

But the good thing was that I was very good at remembering which answer to choose and which one to step back from in order to progress the story.

"I want to find true love. Even though I am working in a place like this because I have no money... If I am going to spend the rest of my life with a woman, I want to be with a woman who truly loves me."

This is it!!!

Imitation of pure love!!

If this happens, strangely enough, all the witches will go crazy. Just as expected. Aina's expression softens at my words.

"Is that so? I understand."

Aina gently strokes her cheek and her hair.

"Then, allow me to win your love. One day, I'll win your love from the bottom of your heart.

 "… The problem is that I can't decide my love on my own."

"We'll see. Because it will definitely happen someday."

Aina smiled and left the room.

"Whoa… I answered well."

Okay!!

I think I somehow got over the second hurdle well.

Aina was probably starting to become obsessed with me now.

The ending was obsessive and exhausting, trying to control even the way I breathe, or cutting my corpse into pieces and putting it in a formalin container and saying, 'I love you. Now, let's be together like this forever…'

All I have to do is make sure it doesn't end like this.

"… Will I be able to survive?"

What can I do? I don't know why this damn transmigration happened, but I will use all my knowledge about the game to satisfy the witches. That's all I can do right now.

The remaining schedule was tomorrow.

I have to visit Ray Rupaltion's house and play with her for two days on the weekend.

"There's no time to rest, damn it!!"

I grumbled and got up from my seat to prepare a new play that would satisfy Ray.