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EP.61 Princess Defeat♥ 

The princess on the bed. 

Her white skin contrasted with her purple hair. 

Curled up, she was visibly nervous. 

"Ugh..." 

To be honest, it was even more erotic. 

Is there anything more erotic than a princess soaked in shame? 

"You seem very embarrassed." 

"It’s not... really like that..." 

"It’s your first time, so it’s natural to be nervous." 

"Hut..." 

Katrina’s eyes wandered, unable to find a place to rest. 

It wasn’t just because she was a virgin. 

She knew the humiliation she’d just experienced wasn’t over. 

"I know it’s embarrassing, but it’s a memorable occasion, so don’t shrink away too much." 

"A m-memorable occasion..." 

"Come on-spread your legs so I can see." 

I climbed onto the bed and gave her the order. 

I deliberately didn’t move my hands, 

so she would have to move her own body and feel the shame. 

"Ugh... o-okay..." 

Her legs parted shyly. 

The slow, hesitant motion revealed her humiliation. 

Her pink pussy was still wet. 

The way she flinched from shame only made it more arousing. 

Just looking at her made my cock burn. 

‘Even knowing, there’s nothing you can do.’ 

The body doesn’t always follow the mind. 

She unconsciously reacted like a bashful girl. 

"Wider, please." 

"L-like this... is this okay..." 

Her blushing face turned away. 

It seemed she couldn’t even bear to look at me now. 

Her awkwardness stirred a sadistic urge in me. 

"Don’t turn your face away." 

"Hut...! O-okay..." 

The princess, stained with shame- 

her face sent a thrill through my whole body. 

She looked confused, 

by both her sensations and her feelings. 

But she didn’t actively resist. 

She was just endlessly stretching out the moment. 

"You look good like this." 

"..." 

"Why don’t you make a V sign with your fingers?" 

"Why... should I do that...?" 

"It just came to mind." 

Even a light suggestion couldn’t be refused. 

Her goal was to satisfy me. 

"Huu... in this position..." 

Whether it was a complaint or self-mockery, I couldn’t tell. 

But her body obeyed the order. 

With a bright red face, she flashed a V sign. 

"I-is this... enough...?" 

"Mhm! Just as I hoped." 

Honestly, it was the kind of demand even a cheap prostitute would refuse. 

She’d have every right to get angry and call it a joke. 

But Katrina’s current appearance was anything but ordinary. 

The princess with purple hair, enduring humiliation- 

the resolve she’d steeled herself with was fading. 

The void left behind was being filled with confusion and pleasure. 

"Thanks to you, it’s getting hard for me to hold back, too." 

I pulled out my cock, now rock hard. 

For the noble princess, it was her first time seeing such a thing. 

"That’s... a man’s thing, isn’t it?" 

"It’s called a cock." 

"..." 

"You’ve never seen one before, but this is what’s going inside you, Katrina." 

"Inside my body..." 

She looked at me in disbelief. 

She’d probably never even put in a finger, so it was only natural. 

It’s not something you usually experience on your wedding night. 

But there was no problem. 

The soaking pink entrance was proof. 

Her nectar was flowing out, as if tempting me. 

"It may be a little rough, but you were prepared for that, right?" 

I immediately got ready to enter. 

I grabbed her spread legs and took position. 

It was a posture that trampled on her dignity as a princess. 

"Haa... huu... do we really have to do it like this...?" 

"I like the sense of depravity. 

From above, pressing down- 

in the slang of the back alleys, it’s called ‘mating press.’ 

It’s the kind of sex a princess should never experience in her life. 

That’s why my cock was even harder, aiming for her entrance." 

"If it’s what you want, Lord, I can’t refuse." 

"Thank you for understanding. Then... I won’t hold back-let’s begin!" 

I lifted her body slightly, 

and in the next moment, pressed my cock deep inside. 

"Hyahuuh...!!" 

Her virgin walls clung tightly. 

Her hymen was pierced in an instant. 

If she hadn’t been so wet, it would have hurt. 

"Haa... huu... ah, inside..." 

"You feel me deep inside, right? But I’m not done yet." 

"Uhuuung...!! Haa... hyagut...! Uuuht...?!" 

She reacted intensely. 

Inside, her tightness gripped my cock fiercely. 

I pushed in with force, as if carving out a new space. 

"Haaang...!! Ugh... huu... d-deep...! Hi... hiit...♥" 

"Breathe slowly. We haven’t even really started yet." 

"Haa... uuuht...! Not even started... how..." 

Her hips twitched. 

But she couldn’t escape from being pinned below me. 

She was in the position of a one-sided prey. 

It was a thoroughly disrespectful kind of sex. 

Ignoring her status as a princess. 

But the bigger problem was that her body was enjoying this vulgar sex. 

"Kuh... Every time I thrust, your nectar overflows!" 

"Hyauu...! Haa... haat...!! Th-this...! Uuuht...!!" 

"I like it. Maybe you really can satisfy me!" 

"Wait... huaaang...!! Ugh... b-breath... hiit...! Uuuuuu...!!" 

Katrina panted raggedly. 

The tighter she squeezed, the rougher I moved. 

Saying no only made me rougher. 

Of course, there was no way I could stop. 

"Do you think saying ‘wait’ will work when I’m pounding your pussy like this?" 

"Huuung...!! Huu... t-this kind of...! Uuht...!! Too..." 

Katrina’s confusion was turning her mind upside down. 

It was written all over her face. 

She was flustered, unable to handle the surging pleasure. 

"You can feel how tight you’re squeezing me, right, Katrina?" 

"Hyaa...! Uuht...!! It’s... too much..." 

"If it’s too much, why are you squeezing my cock so hard?" 

I felt her soft skin behind my waist. 

She instinctively grabbed onto me. 

She wrapped her legs tightly around me, as if to make me stop, but I didn’t. 

Instead, I moved my hips even harder, crushing Katrina beneath me. 

"Huuuung...!! Haat... haa...! I’m being crushed...♥" 

"But you look pretty happy!" 

Her patience was gone. 

Her shame was freed. 

She just honestly showed what she felt inside. 

"Uuht...♥" 

A bit of drool trickled from Katrina’s lips. 

Her eyes lost focus. 

She wore a lewd expression, broken by pleasure, 

not even realizing it herself. 

Whenever I thrust my cock in deep, 

she naturally greeted me with a coquettish face. 

"Haaat...! Huu... I-I’m coming...♥" 

"Looks like you’re about to cum already." 

"Uuht...! S-stop...! Huu... uuuu...!" 

She was in quite a predicament. 

Her once-tough resolve had left her body. 

"Do you think you’re going to lose?" 

This was the trap I’d set. 

A truly nasty one. 

Even if she answered, I had no intention of stopping. 

All she could do was admit defeat. 

"Huuut...! I-I give up...! Uuht...!! P-please forgive me...♥" 

Katrina pleaded desperately. 

But I punished her by thrusting even deeper. 

Sluuurp-! 

"Hiuuuu...!!! Haa... aaah...!!" 

Katrina’s face trembled violently. 

My cock was squeezed as tightly as possible. 

The friction and heat wrung me dry. 

Splurt-! Splurt-! Splurt-! Splurt-! 

"Uhuu...! Haa... ahnet... something...♥ Uuuu...!!" 

It was a perfect victory. 

I reveled in my triumph, pouring out semen. 

I kept breaking Katrina’s body with pleasure. 

Even her legs looked pitiful. 

Her clinging legs were just a way to hang onto me. 

"Heh... you admit defeat, don’t you?" 

Katrina wouldn’t let go of my cock. 

Even as semen overflowed and she panted for breath. 

"Huu... haa... haa... haaat..." 

Normal conversation seemed impossible. 

She looked thoroughly exhausted. Maybe I teased her for too long. 

‘Maybe I went too far, getting her so worked up and then being so rough.’ 

I doubted she’d even remember her defeat. 

Of course, the contract would ignore that anyway. 

"Even if she doesn’t remember losing... she’ll definitely remember being thoroughly taken." 

Her unfocused eyes looked like they’d close at any moment. 

She didn’t even think to pull my cock out. 

"No matter how sleepy you are, you can’t sleep like this." 

The moment I pulled out roughly, 

Katrina’s waist arched like a bow. 

"Uhuuut...♥ Uuu...! Uht...!!" 

And so, Katrina’s perfect defeat was buried beneath the sheets. 

The remaining time was meaningless- 

all that was left was time to be teased, knowing nothing. 

‘She probably won’t remember her desperate surrender, so teasing her about it should be fun.’