Chapter 21: Your Fingers Felt Better… Than My Fiancé’s Cock, Mr. Kidnapper

Chapter 21: 21: Your Fingers Felt Better... Than My Fiancé’s Cock, Mr. Kidnapper

"Ah... haa...! Haa...!"

"You really are a ridiculous bitch."

"...What?"

The man mocked her while kneading her through her panties.

"You’re being raped, and your cunt is dripping like this?"

"...Mmh...!"

His finger pushed through the wet fabric and forced its way into her pussy.

She wanted to deny it.

But this felt good too...

No one had ever entered her this way—without permission, without hesitation.

Barry had never treated her like this.

This man showed no mercy. He forced his way in and did whatever he wanted.

And Hana’s body... liked it.

"Doesn’t it, you perverted bitch?"

"Ah... mm...! No...!"

"Don’t make me laugh."

He yanked her panties down by force.

A long strand of fluid stretched between the fabric and her sex.

The lingerie she had bought for her fiancé had never even been seen by him.

Now it was being dragged off by the hands of a man she had met today.

"You’re dripping all over yourself, and you still want to lie?"

"Mm... ah...!"

She could no longer deny what her body was doing.

This was unmistakable arousal.

But if she admitted it aloud...

Then she might have to admit she was the kind of genuine pervert who would get excited even during an actual kidnapping.

She couldn’t bear that.

"No... I’m not... ah...!"

"Pathetic."

The man gave a derisive snort.

Wet fingers pressed directly against her exposed pussy.

"Ahh...!?"

This time, his rough fingers began working her bare flesh.

"Ah... mm...! Mmh...!"

"You’re leaking everywhere. Still going to deny it?"

"No... ah... I’m not...!"

That was how she answered, but Hana knew the truth.

It feels good.

There. Deeper. More...!

Touch my clit too...

The pleas hovered at the edge of her lips.

But some fragment of reason remained. Not enough to beg for pleasure while she was being raped.

I have to endure it...

Coming here by her own choice had already been a terrible betrayal.

She couldn’t actually come from this—

"Ahhh...!?"

His fingers drove roughly deeper, and fluid burst from her without warning.

No... Just a little.

I came...♡

"Sensitive cunt."

"Mm... ah...! Ah...!"

"Stay still."

"I’m sorry...! Ah...! My body keeps moving...! Mmm...!"

His fingers pushed even farther inside.

She had never felt anything there before.

Barry’s small cock had never reached this depth, but this man’s fingers dug into places her future husband had never touched.

The fingers of a stranger tore mercilessly through the untouched parts of her.

"Ahhh...! Mm...!"

Squelch Schlick Schlop

Wet sounds followed every thrust of his hand.

I shouldn’t enjoy this...

But every time his fingers go deeper, my body is happy...!

"Mmm... ah...! Ahhh...!"

Her cries gradually stopped sounding suppressed.

They became the honest sounds of a woman feeling pleasure.

This was no longer merely a game of being forced.

She was enjoying what felt like a real rape.

’Maybe I really am a pervert...’

Perhaps the man was right.

She would never have come this far if she weren’t.

She had only kept it hidden because she wanted Barry to remember her as his innocent wife.

Hadn’t she felt it from the first moment she saw this man’s cock?

Hadn’t she wanted him to do something perverted to her?

Hadn’t she wanted someone to take her hard, by force...?

A violent climax seized her body.

"Mmmmm...!?"

No...

I came completely...♡

From the fingers of a man I met today...!

"What a filthy cunt."

She saw him smirk.

She wanted to answer.

Wanted to say it aloud.

’Yes... I have a filthy cunt...’

But saying it herself was too humiliating.

She couldn’t force out the words.

The man slowly withdrew the fingers that had been churning roughly inside her.

More fluid poured out with them, running down her thighs.

"Ah... haa...! Haa...!"

Her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the mattress.

"That man you’re preparing to marry."

"...Yes?"

The man searched through his phone and held up a photograph.

A picture of her and Barry together.

They had taken it on a date. They looked happy.

"He’s not much, is he?"

"..."

"I could tell the moment I touched you. I went deep, and you were practically a virgin."

"..."

It was true.

Today was the first time anything had reached the places his fingers had touched...

Come to think of it, Barry had never properly used his fingers on her either.

"My fingers feel better than he does, don’t they?"

"..."

She couldn’t answer.

How could she say the fingers of the man raping her had felt better than Barry?

"Hey."

"Yes...! Yes!"

"I told you that you’ve been kidnapped."

She nodded rapidly.

"Then you answer honestly. Understand?"

"I-I’m sorry..."

"No one is watching. What do you have left to hide?"

"..."

He was right about that.

She was being kidnapped—raped, perhaps—and Barry was probably out drinking with his friends.

He could never imagine what was happening to her now.

He would never even imagine that his soon to be wife is getting manhandled by a stranger.

Maybe she could be honest just this once.

Throw away the role of fiancée.

She had been kidnapped and forced to obey, after all...

If she thought of it as saying whatever would placate him...

Wouldn’t that be all right?

"I’ll ask again. This feels better than your fiancé, doesn’t it?"

He held up fingers slick with her fluid.

My fluids are all over them...

Ah. I want those fingers again.

I want them inside me, tearing through me even deeper...!

I want him to throw me down and force them in and do whatever he wants...

"Yes... yes..."

"Louder."

"It... felt good."

"Better than what?"

"Better than my fiancé... Better than my fiancé’s cock... Your fingers felt better, Mr. Kidnapper...!"

The man lowered his hand, apparently satisfied.

"Master."

"...What?"

"From now on, I’m your master."

"My... master?"

How could she say that when she had a fiancé...?

"M-master..."

"Say it properly."

"Master. Master... Master...ahh"

Hana bowed before the man and repeated the word again and again.

Ah...

This was what she had wanted from the beginning.

From the moment she saw that enormous cock in his photographs, she had known.

Only this man could be the master strong enough to crush her beneath him...!

Guilt had made her deny it.

But when she sent that DM, she had already...

"From now on, you’re my sex slave. Understand?"

"Yes...! I’ll be one... I’ll be your sex slave...!"

She was kneeling to a man she had met today.

Bowing to a man who had threatened, raped, and violated her against her will felt good...

"Suck it."

"...What?"

"I said suck."

He spoke only those words and stopped directly in front of her.

When she raised her head, his lower body filled her vision.

More precisely—

His cock did.

"...Eek!?"

"You’ve seen it before."

"Yes. Yes... but I didn’t know it would be this big..."

What is that...?

It’s nothing like the pictures.

She had stared at them, imagined its size, tried to make the measurements feel real.

Yet the real thing before her made her entire body freeze.

It was this large?

A cock enormous enough to overwhelm any woman simply by being shown.

"...Gulp."

Her throat moved on its own.

If something like this entered her, she would never be able to resist...

Its size alone branded the fact that she was nothing but a female beneath him.

"Ah..."

Her body was tied, her arms bound, and the movement was awkward.

Still kneeling, Hana slowly leaned forward and crawled toward him.

I’m sorry, Barry.

The truth is...I came because I wanted to taste this.

For days, she had been unable to clear it from her mind.

The cock she had imagined and anticipated was finally in front of her.

More fluid seeped from her already soaked pussy.

"I-I’ll suck it... Master."

He was her master.

He had a knife. He was forcing and threatening her.

That meant she was allowed to answer like this, didn’t it?

Hana used that excuse to protect herself.

Then she pressed her lips to the enormous cock before her.

"Mwah...♡"

She was kissing the cock of a stranger.

Strangely, it did not feel unpleasant.

She liked it.

She had the privilege of sucking the cock of a man who possessed something this huge.

Her master’s cock...

"Mmm... slurp...♡ Mmh, smooch...♡"

"You kiss it very carefully."

Ah...

Praise.

Master praised me.

Being praised for kissing a cock well felt wonderful.

Kissing every part was not enough. Hana extended her tongue and began licking him with painstaking care.

"Mmm... lick... slurp...mhwaah♡"

It was too large to take into her mouth all at once.

Her body was bound, a knife-wielding man was threatening her, and she was being forced to serve a cock like this.

This.

This is what I wanted...

Maybe this was why she had become engaged to a selfish, domineering man like Barry.

She had wanted someone like this.

A powerful man who would do whatever he wanted and dominate her completely...♡

Serving a man like that had always been her dream...♡

"Mmm... slurp...♡"

"Lick the underside too."

"Mmh... yes, Master...♡"

Does Master like it here?

She had to do exactly as he ordered.

Even obeying his instructions felt good...

The ecstasy of serving this huge, ridged cock.

She had never felt anything like it in her life.

"Mmm... Master, does this... feel good?"

"Not bad."

"Ah...♡"

Master praised me again♡

She loved resting his cock against her face and looking up at him...♡

More.

She wanted more praise.

The desire crept steadily through her.

Her guilt and thoughts of Barry faded.

All that remained was the urge to serve the man before her as his female.

That was a female’s nature.

"Mmm...♡"

She kissed him until every part of his cock glistened with saliva.

She finally pulled her mouth away.

Was she allowed to stop without Master’s permission?

But she had to.

"Master. I’ll suck it now, just as you ordered...slurpp♡"

His command had been to suck his cock.

Not merely lick and kiss it.

She had to fill her mouth with this huge, heavy thing...

"...Gulp."

The thought alone made her womb throb...♡

"Ahh..."

She opened her mouth humiliatingly wide.

She no longer cared how her face looked.

Every muscle strained for one purpose: giving pleasure to her master’s cock.

"Haah...!"

Ah... It’s inside.

This enormous cock is in my mouth...♡

"Mmmgh...! Mmph! Mmm—! Mmph...!"

Its thickness forced her mouth wide open.

Its length drove straight toward her throat.

Even with her mouth filled completely, she could not take all of it.

Barry’s was...

Barely better than a toothbrush.

This was a real man.

A real man who could dominate a woman and handle her however he pleased...♡

"Mmmgh...! Mmph...! Mmmph...♡"

Gluck Gluck Gluck

Forcing her throat to work as she serviced another man’s cock...

It felt good.

Before long, Hana had as much of his cock in her mouth as she could manage and was bobbing her head eagerly.

When she briefly raised her eyes, the man was looking down at her.

"Heh heh..."

On his phone, he alternated between the photographs Hana had posted on social media and the sight of her working his cock with her mouth.