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EP.274 S-Rank Onahole No. 5 Isn’t Easy Either (3) 

At last, the time of the decisive battle was right before my eyes. 

From the stands, skeptical glances shot at me, wondering what could have changed in just one night, and whether I could really defeat Chelsea. 

But I waited for her on the parade ground, full of confidence. 

Soon, a familiar figure approached from afar and entered the arena with a sharp smile. 

“Hm? Did you forget to put on your protective gear? I’ll give you time to get suited up if you want.” 

“No. I don’t need it.” 

“What?” 

Yesterday, to minimize the damage even a little, I’d covered myself head-to-toe in protection. 

But the truth was, it only helped a tiny bit. 

So this time, instead of even a sliver of clothing, I put everything into speed. 

My rock-hard, erect cock was aimed directly at Chelsea. 

Chelsea herself, after briefly staring blankly, showed her approval  

baring her sharp teeth as she grinned. 

“As expected of my provisional master. At least if I become your onahole, I’ll never be bored.” 

“You’re giving me more credit than I expected.” 

“We’ll see if that’s over- or underestimation by the result.” 

Rattle. Rattle. 

Without the slightest hesitation, Chelsea stripped off her armor. 

Just like me, she stood confidently naked in front of me. 

Is this her way of showing her composure as a strong warrior? 

Or is she saying, since I’m naked, it’s only right she fight nude too? 

Whatever the case, her firm muscles drew my gaze. 

My cock was even harder than usual. 

“Weapons?” 

“Don’t need them.” 

“Ho! No protection, no weapons? This fight’s going to be more fun than I thought.” 

At that, one of the bikini-armored knights brought five wooden swords. 

Without pause, Chelsea pushed the wooden swords into her orifices, 

then gripped one in each hand. 

But once this fight is over, 

what she’ll be gripping won’t be a wooden sword but my cock. 

“Hruup!” 

Chelsea charged, shaking the ground. 

There was no way I could block her attack with my bare body, 

but my lips just curled in a crescent smile of excitement. 

“Hruuht!” 

As she twisted her body and used her Lion King’s Dance (Saja Wang Moo), 

a massive storm erupted before my eyes. 

A living natural disaster, indeed. 

Something no normal human could ever face. 

But instead of running away or giving up, 

I took a breath and arched my hips backward. 

“Here I go!” 

I snapped my hips forward like a drawn bowstring. 

In that moment, an afterimage lingered around my waist. 

All of Chelsea’s wooden swords shattered in an instant. 

Naturally, her Lion King’s Dance lost its power, the storm abated, 

and a look of bewilderment spread across Chelsea’s face. 

At the same time, from the stands, Najjang recognized my move instantly. 

“Isn’t that the Instant-Play Technique? But how did he… with just his hips?” 

“I see. You’ve reached the next level, Mr. Kim Jinwoo.” 

That’s right. 

This was Setsuki Style Instant Blade, 

and a variant I’d tailored to become the Instant-Play Hip Technique. 

I could use it to pound rapidly and strike with force. 

Even outside of battle, 

if I used it inside a pussy, I could make a woman squirt in a second. 

“Pfft! Candidate master first, let me just say I’m sorry.” 

“Hm?” 

“To be honest, seeing you waiting like that, I thought you’d already given up.” 

Chelsea suddenly confessed. 

Well, it’s only natural to get tense if your naked opponent just stands there and waits. 

After laughing for a while, Chelsea wiped her eyes. 

She received a new sword from the bikini-armored knights. 

This time, not a practice blade, 

but a sharp-edged steel sword. 

“I can’t face you with just regular moves. I’ll have to show you my true strength.” 

Thrust! Thrust! 

She shoved the handles of two steel swords into her pussy and ass. 

Instead of facing me directly, 

she pointed her butt at me, aiming the two swords in my direction. 

As she snapped her hips, the two swords clashed, sparks flying like a beast’s fangs. 

“Come on, candidate master. Let’s really see who’s stronger.” 

“Sure. Come at me as much as you want.” 

“Hruup!” 

Chelsea charged at me like that. 

I still didn’t know what kind of power these swords had, 

and I was afraid to stick my cock in between them. 

So, I dodged lightly to check their force. 

“You crazy bastard!” 

Even after missing me, her charge didn’t slow; 

she went straight for the wall behind me. 

But Chelsea stood up completely unphased, 

while the wall was sharply split in two, showing off the power of the move. 

If I’d stuck my cock in blindly, would it have just been sliced in half? 

“Candidate master. There won’t be a second chance.” 

“…………” 

Her confident grin left me temporarily at a loss for words. 

Indeed, seeing that kind of power, 

it wasn’t a technique you should try to block with just your cock. 

But I’m a man. 

I can’t just run away because I’m scared. 

‘Then there’s nothing to do but use this.’ 

The book Jin Mei lastly gave me  

It contained an advanced martial arts technique. 

I couldn’t pull off the entire art at my current level, 

but focusing all my energy into one body part? My cock? That I could do. 

So I summoned my inner qi from my balls and shrouded my cock with it. 

“Dodge it if you can, as much as you want!” 

The two swords and her rear rushed at me, splitting the air. 

I’d dodged before, 

but this time, I arched my hips backward like drawing a bow. 

The moment the two swords came together, 

I snapped my hips forward with all my might, like releasing a drawn bowstring. 

“Ugh! This…!” 

CHING! SCREEEEE! 

The instant the two swords and my cock collided, 

sparks flew everywhere and a shrill sound rang out. 

Protective Qi technique. 

A martial art for shrouding your body in energy to protect it. 

I’m not good enough yet to shield my whole body, 

but it’s enough to shield just my cock. 

Against Chelsea, it was more than sufficient. 

“Candidate master, you were hiding something even greater than I thought.” 

“I was only halfway confident myself.” 

“You’d risk such a dangerous gambit? If you’d been wrong, your cock would’ve been chopped off.” 

“I’m willing to risk that much to have you.” 

Pshuut! 

At that moment, a stream of liquid shot from between Chelsea’s legs. 

Did she just cum from the shock and impact? 

Chelsea panted heavily, then squeezed her pussy and ass, 

making the two swords clash together like scissors. 

“No one’s ever gotten me this excited but you, candidate master. So you just have to win, understand?” 

“Don’t say things that go without saying.” 

Chelsea braced herself, steadying her knees with her hands, 

and, letting out a powerful shout, 

charged forward even faster than anything she’d tried before. 

Yes this is unmistakable. 

This is the essence of Chelsea’s greatest technique. 

If I dodge now, I’ll never make her my onahole. 

Clenching my resolve, I summoned all my qi from my balls. 

“Haaaah!” 

“Hruup!” 

CHING! SCREEEEEEEEEE! 

When my cock and her twin swords clashed, sparks flew like a fireworks show. 

Power versus power. 

It was anyone’s fight. 

In that moment, though, I moved first, 

surging forward, trusting only in my cock. 

“Uuuurgh! This attack what is it?!” 

“Setsuki Style isn’t just made of one technique.” 

“Vibration play….” 

Of course, Najjang recognized it at once. 

It’s originally a technique where you vibrate your hands to tease, 

but I channeled it into my cock instead. 

Chelsea’s swords were gradually forced back by my vibrating cock, 

and with a clear sound, both swords broke. 

“Haah… Haah… Haah…” 

Chelsea gasped for breath, as if she knew it was over. 

The audience in the stands hadn’t processed what happened yet silence, like a downpour had struck. 

Chelsea pulled the sword handles out of her pussy and ass, 

and with a satisfied smile, spoke. 

“Please take care of me from now on, master.” 

“O Oooooooh!” 

No room for doubt, Chelsea had declared her loss. 

The stands erupted with shouts from the bikini-armored knight corps, 

and a wave of congratulations swept in. 

“Congratulations, captain! You finally got your master!” 

“May you find happiness as an onahole!” 

“We’ll pray your womb never runs dry of semen!” 

Everyone united to celebrate her. 

Perhaps embarrassed by all the attention, Chelsea awkwardly rubbed her nose and smiled. 

Well, since I won, it’s time to receive my reward, right? 

While Chelsea was being celebrated by the bikini knight corps, 

I snuck up behind her and picked her up. 

“Eh? Master, are you trying to tell me the fight isn’t over?” 

“What are you talking about? The outcome’s already clear.” 

“Then what is this…?” 

Chelsea, puzzled by the situation, 

seemed confused that, after a life or death match, I’d immediately claim my prize. 

“Hruup!” 

“Urgh…♥!” 

Thrust! 

With a powerful shout, I thrust my monster cock into her pussy. 

No matter how well-trained she is, strengthening the womb isn’t easy. 

My cock, now reinforced with not only Diamond Body but also Protective Qi, 

Would even an S-rank onahole be able to withstand it? 

Chelsea’s eyes darted about in confusion, then, 

realizing the situation, she flashed a wild, fanged smile. 

“You got me. To think I’d go straight to onahole work.” 

“You don’t mind?” 

“Don’t be silly. This is the perfect way to inaugurate my service as your onahole♥!” 

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! 

Chelsea clung to me, moving her hips fiercely. 

It seems she has no intention of letting go of her S-rank onahole dignity. 

Grabbing her ass, I thrust even harder, not planning to lose. 

“Uhuuugh♥! Yes, if you’re my master, this should be the norm♥!” 

“Chelsea’s pussy is wild as hell I love it.” 

“Of course♥. I’ll show you the true power of an S-rank onahole♥.” 

Schlurp, schlurp, schlurp, schlurp. 

Chelsea wrapped her arms around me, locking her lips to mine. 

Despite her muscular frame she seemed packed with muscle from her brain to her organs  

her tongue was unexpectedly soft, 

and her kissing was dazzling, belying her fierce aura. 

It seems she didn’t become an S-rank onahole on strength alone. 

I shouldn’t hold anything back either. 

“Ook♥! Hnght♥! Wait, this technique is !” 

“That’s right. I’m using the two techniques that took you down at once!” 

“Uhhoooot♥!” 

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust! 

My vibrating cock moved so fast it left afterimages as I pounded her. 

Using two skills at once drained me incredibly, 

but for Chelsea it was all worth it. 

As I pounded her, her love juices sprayed uncontrollably, 

and her grip on my cock never lessened. 

She wouldn’t abandon my kiss, and kept pressing tighter, 

while her pussy squeezed me like it would never let go. 

“Good. Here’s your first duty as my onahole. Don’t let out a single drop take all my cum!” 

“I know that!♥ An onahole takes all her master’s cum. That’s just common sense!♥” 

“Kkh, I’m cumming!” 

“Uhuuuugh♥! Kkuuugh♥!” 

Viewwwwwwwut! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! 

I creampied her, flooding her womb with dense semen as I stayed locked to her cervix. 

Maybe her confidence wasn’t just for show. 

Without letting a single drop escape, 

her womb hugged my tip so tightly, not a single squirt got away until I was finished. 

At last, when I finished, Chelsea’s womb released me without regret, 

and she slid down, pleasure making her expression haze over. 

“Haah…♥ Haah…♥ As expected, master. The amount you cum is really something♥.” 

“I need at least this much to claim all the S-rank onaholes.” 

“All of them? Pff! I think you actually can, master.” 

Chelsea broke out laughing for a moment, 

but her tone had no trace of scorn or mockery. 

Rather, she spoke with even more certainty, 

her unwavering eyes locked on me. 

“All right look forward to tonight. I’ll throw a special party at my own expense.” 

“No need to go that far, is there?” 

“Of course there is. What kind of day would it be without a party to celebrate something like this?” 

Cheers erupted again, as if in response to Chelsea’s declaration. 

“That’s right! We can’t let the captain go just like that!” 

“Let’s throw the best party ever for the captain’s new master!” 

“Please use your cock on all of us too, master!” 

I’m not usually the party type, 

but since everyone’s in such a mood, 

It’d be rude to refuse. 

And besides, this is the perfect chance to fuck the whole bikini-armored knight corps. 

Unaware that Chelsea and I had slipped away, 

the hall was completely enveloped in party fever. 

Chelsea, standing with the moonlight at her back, looked at me with a serious face. 

“Sorry, master. Sorry to say this now, but… I can’t go with you.” 

In her eyes was a mix of apology and firm determination.