V3 Chapter 39
“Gahh…?! what, what happened? I, I was…”
Regina frowned her brows, trying to recall what had happened to her, and why does her body hurt so much as if she has been beaten black and blue? And what’s that noise? Screaming and slapping sounds? She opened her eyes with a blurry mind. She wanted to raise her hands to rub her eyes. But then suddenly, to her horror, she discovered she couldn’t move.
Her eyes snapped open and hurriedly look at her body. And just as she expected, her body was bound by thick, snake-like vines that seemed to move and tighten every time she moves.
What is happening?! What is going on here? Where am I?
She looks around in fear. The floor was moist and hard, cold, and uncomfortable. It’s dark. She looked around again, her pale-blue eyes sensitive to the flickering torchlight. Due to the abruptness of her comatose, it took her a moment to realize where she was, making her panic as she jerked upright.
Her arms tried to stretch out, but they were securely bound by the vines. Her sleek gaze wandered around to check if she was alone; solitude would provide her the perfect opportunity to escape, for simple vines were no match for an elite warrior of her skill. However, when she raised her head and look around her, her eyes widened in shock at what greeted her.
She was not alone. But that was not the problem, as in front of her was a figure of a familiar Foxman, naked with his back facing her, and in front of him, she could see with her clear eyes, the figure of a red-haired beautiful woman was bouncing up and down on him.
" Cian….ahh...ah...Cian….."
The beautiful red-haired woman moaned loudly.
“Harder! Please harder!”
The flesh-slapping flesh echoed in the dim, solemn cavern.
“O-oh my god!”
Regina gasped.
“You, You, what on earth are you doing!?!?!”
She cried out, appalled by what she was witnessing.
“Oh? She’s awake,”
An amused voice said as Regina saw the Foxman turned his head to look at her. She could see his eyes flaring with amusement.
The red-haired woman’s head turned to face their now awakened captive. But she was in no condition to respond as she was in the midst of riding her lover’s huge member to a stunning orgasm!
Without caring about her, she continued to bounce her body against Cian. Even faster she began to move over him, her body almost bouncing up and down on his lap. Regina was struck a daze from watching her. Her eyes went wide when she got her first good look at two people actually fucking in front of her.
Then, she snapped out and look at Cian and cried- “You, you’re that Werebeast!”
Regina finally remembered what had happened before she had lost consciousness.
“W, where are Roland and Gordon! What did you do to them!?”
However, a bad premonition already appeared inside her mind. Seeing her state as well as the situation she was currently in, nothing could give her reassurance that she had thought was wrong. They should have been winning. The battle should have been won. However-
“You already know that, don’t you?”
The Foxman grinned as he turned around, facing her, while the beautiful red-haired woman continued to bounce on his lap.
“Th, that’s a lie!”
Though she already realized it, she couldn’t accept it. She continued to struggle, trying to get loose.
Perhaps, he had kidnapped her and run away. Perhaps, Roland and Gordon were now looking for her desperately? However, as if reading her thoughts, she heard the accursed voice again, dumping cold water on her little hope-
“Think what you want to think, and cling on to that false hope of yours. There’s nothing that would change, nothing you can do either. You can scream all you want, hope for rescue, but no one would come. Be my guest, be a fool until the end- and scream your lungs out,”
A sneering voice echoed eerily in the entire dim cave, seemly mocking the hope she was clinging onto.
Regina slumped against the wall in a state of complete shock- though, despite her grieving heart, her eyes stood fixed on what was happening before her. Watching as the red-haired woman ride the foxman's lap for all she was worth!
What she was doing? - didn't even cross her mind. Even a fool or a kid would know what she was doing. There is no need for affirmation.
Still, in a state of disbelief, Regina sat there in a daze.
With the position she was in, she could only do was slumped on the ground, and watched while the red-haired woman bounced happily while moaning loudly, against the foxman’s lap, their hands touching and caressing, their bodies sliding together.
She seemed to be having the time of her life. A grinning stupid smile on her face and her flushed face was arching upward, staring at the ceiling. How vulgar! She wanted to avert her eyes, but with her bound state, she could not. And even if she closed her eyes as if controlled by an invisible force, her eyelids opened, only to stare at the incredible scene in front of her.
She caught a burning gaze directed at her, and she turned to see the Foxman grinning as he watched her, taking the idea of them being seen making love was natural. But Regina still couldn't believe it. Her throat felt dry.
She had to watch the bastard beast's manhood plunging in and out of a woman's wet genital, and for some reason, she could not seem to pull her gaze away from what was happening in front of her. Regina was horrified but at the same time, she realized something- for some reason, she felt the sensitive part between her legs seemed to feel funny inside her pants and she shifted around a bit, trying to make the feeling go away.
Her eyes widened even further- she ought to grieve, feel sad, burn in anger, but why… why is she feeling funny instead?
Could it be…?
Regina’s body trembled from the sudden realization. Watching the passionate love scene in front of her made her realize she was actually, unexpectedly, and terribly getting plenty hot herself.
Why? What is this? What kind of magic is at play? The idea of watching other people while they make love had, for some reason, excited her but not nearly as much as actually doing it did.
She was not a virgin, and she had already done it with her lover on many occasions, loving the 'symbol of man' of her lover. And while it has always aroused her, she realized it was nowhere near in the league of this Foxman! Even though she could only see about half of his shaft, it was obvious that it was at least two times bigger than her lover’s member!
And how is it able to fit in that small hole?
The Foxman’s breathing was loud and heavy and Regina could hear it from where she's at. His fucking motions got faster and more heated as she saw him cupped the red-haired woman’s ass cheeks and helped her get more action into her movements.
With great strength, he was able to lift her off him, high enough so barely the head of the cock was in her, then drop to a sitting position and have the whole damn thing inside.
Regina watched all of this happens, every detail clearly reflected on her retina- the woman’s beautiful, soft ass, her bouncing again and again on him, and the drenched incredibly large, monster meat rod spearing her from beneath- she was able to see clearly, and her body writhed, feeling strange.
“Don’t stop fucking me,” she heard the woman moaned.
In response to her words, the Foxman heaved up off the bed so hard he lifted them both up. The red-haired woman spread her legs wider in order to be able to press down more in the man’s lap and get more of the stalk into her dripping cunt.
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“How does it feel, love?”
Regina heard the Foxman said. His voice heavily laded with amusement and mischief. She groaned, knowing that she was being involved by the rotten beast in its games.
“Look, our captive is watching you being fucked so hard, what do you want to say to her? Aren’t you feeling embarrassed? Being watched?”
Regina’s face flushed.
Damn it!
“I don’t care. Let her watch, let her see- I don’t want to stop, it feels so good,”
The red-haired woman lingered on an edge, already excited by what was happening. Faster and faster the hot cock drilled into her.
“Someone’s watching so give her a good show!” he ordered.
“Aaahhhhh”
The red-haired woman did a seated dance, wiggling and jerking around on his inflated cock.
“Ohhhhh! Ohhhh!” she cried.
“Fuck me, fuck me! Put that big thing in me deep! Deep!”
He banged her bottom with his hips, gutting her pussy with his huge prick. It was as hard as a rock and as hot as lava. He clutched at her round ass as he helped bounce her up and down on his lap.
“My pussy is so hot!” she screamed as she orgasmed yet again from the Foxman's brutal pace, her hands desperately gripping at his shoulders letting her tits bounce for her lover to enjoy as she felt herself steadily losing her mind to lust and pleasure.
She wanted to be seen, she wanted people to see just how much of a dirty slut she was for her, how he owned her, and how much she loved his fat cock.
That... that... how vulgar!!
These damn beasts! How they do it in front of her?! Do they know no shame?!
Regina’s eyes grew wider. She watched, fascinated by the sight of the gorgeous woman’s twin cheeks, bouncing up and down. Especially the scarily monstrous spear stabbing her over and over again, causing her to moan in pleasure. Even causing her eyes to roll on the back of her head, seemly losing sanity.
Was it really that pleasurable?
Though she did felt it was good, but it was not enough to lose her mind over it. Not, at least, not like this... not like she was acting. So what's the difference?
“Uuugh!”
Regina grunted. Her breath started to labor as she watched the incredibly hot scene of lovemaking, the type she had never seen before.
When she made love in the past with her lover, only rarely due to how busy they both were, but all her lover did to her was shove it in her vagina, jerk a few times, come, and roll over and fall asleep, cuddling. Simple and normal.
She had no complaints, but she thought that was normal. She never know any kind of experience other than that, thus, she didn’t feel addicted to it like any other would.
To her, Men are self-absorbed creatures that only care about their own pleasure. Especially in the bedroom, it was all about them. While she gave herself to her lover every time they do it, he never even attempted to see to her satisfaction.
One problem was that her lover always came so fast. He would make love to her for quite a while, and always seemed to get himself off five to six times at each of their sessions. Truly a mating with only procreation in mind.
She thought that was normal... that it's what it should have been. But what was happening in front of her had subverted what she knows was normal. The appearance and expression of the woman were as if she had been experiencing the best time in her life.
And besides... how could it be that big...?!
Could a man's thing even reach that size?
She might have been with only a man up until now, but she had been brought with military training and had been with many men. All those training and taking baths together, she had seen quite a few of their 'things'. But she has never seen someone having that big before!
Then, suddenly, she started to wonder if she would ever be able to let a man put something that big inside her. She was sure she'd die if anybody ever tried.
But the sex in front of her was completely different than what she knows. How is this making love? This was like two animals doing it!
As the red-haired woman bounced up and down on the massive organ, she saw the Foxman cupped the red-haired woman’s large breasts in his hands before leaning up and taking one of her rock-hard nipples into his eager mouth!
“Ohhhhhhh, Cian!!” she gasped.
“I-I’m gonna cum again, I-I’m so close!!!”
“Kyaa "
The red-haired woman was shocked when he suddenly stood up, making her almost fall but because he held her hip, she didn't fall.
After standing up, he pulled his dick out of her pussy so they could change the position more easily but when the red-haired woman felt his dick was no longer inside her pussy, she looked at him with a blaming glare.
“Cian.. why did you take it out? Hurry up and put it inside me again, I want to cum," she complained.
“Please wait for a second, babe. Since we have some audience, don’t you think it’s good to let her see better,"
Cian grinned impishly as he carried her near Regina.
Regina trembled seeing their approach.
“Wha, what are you doing?! What are you trying to do?!”
“Nothing, at least, not yet. You see, we just want to give you the hospitality you deserve,” he said, then he turned towards the red-haired woman, and whispered in her ears.
“You know, what you gotta do, love, on your knees,”
The red-haired woman stared at him.
“I want you on your knees, love, shoulders, cheek pressed to the floor, legs spread wide-they call me a beast, so why don’t we let them see how delicious beasts are.”
Regina couldn’t understand what they are trying to do, still, she saw the red-haired woman’s eyes widened, her cheeks flushing even darker than they already were. However, still, without a word, the red-haired beautiful woman turned her back to him and bent forward an all fours. Then, like a beast submitting, she lowered her shoulders and face to the floor, spread her legs wide.
Regina’s mouth hanging open, unable to understand what was going on. However, she already knows what they were trying to do, and her eyes widened even more, her face flushed incredibly.
Too immoral. Beast! Those words appeared in her mind, and she couldn’t help but started cursing the Foxman in front of her. The obscene beast of a man!
Still, the Foxman seemed to not care about her thoughts, as he just let out an amused grin, that Regina didn’t want to admit suits him very much, and made him even more attractive.
“Isn’t she beautiful?”
The Foxman muttered as he gripped her hips in his hands and knelt behind her. There was something so beautiful, so erotic, so alluring, about a woman’s naked back and ass, something so arousing about such an uninhabited position.
They look like real beasts that had returned to how they were created, mindless about morals, laws, principles, pride, acting like they should be- just mere beasts in pursuit of pleasure.
“You’re mad! You pervert! You beast!”
Regina started to curse out loud.
“How dare you!”
But as if angered by her words, the red-haired woman in front of her suddenly snapped her eyes wide and she growled in rage. Her hand stretched and it landed on her throat, strangling her.
“How dare you talk to him like that! You’re the one who tried to kill him, and you still dare to curse him!!”
Regina felt her throat squeezed, and she suddenly started to suffocate. Her face turned pale. However, before she started to see stars, the Foxman opened his palms on her back and skimmed them upward, then back again.
“Calm down, Amadea,” he said.
“She’s mine, remember,”
With his words, the red-haired woman calms down, and her hand loosened from her neck. Still, she glared at him as Regina started to cough.
“Mind your words, human,” she said coldly.
“You’ve hurt him, and I still haven’t made you pay for it. Give me a reason, and I will give you a more painful death than the one I gave to your friend.”
Regina coughed, then she took a deep breath and glared at the red-haired woman. The latter also did the same, though only for a moment as the red-haired woman suddenly closed her eyes, and moaned, feeling the cock moving between her legs and against her sex with each forward and backward motion.
She’s not the least bit intimidating in her current position- Regina grunted. But she didn't dare say it loud, for she knows her life is hanging by a thread. What’s the deal with these two? Just who are they?
“Cian,”
The red-haired woman called out to her lover softly, begging. The Foxman dropped to his knees behind her, his erection at full mast, and tilted proudly upward. he took a hand, stroked him once, twice, and then released his hold.
Regina stared, mesmerized as he reached out with one hand and laid it gently on the red-haired woman's lower spine. Then, they heard him groaned, as he leaned even more on her back, catching her breasts in his hands and holding them for a moment. She saw the pads of his thumbs over the woman's stiff nipples, generating a long groan from somewhere deep inside her.
“Do you want it?” he growled.
“Yes, Cian, please, please I want it!”
“Then, if you want my cock, you have to get our guest’s permission first,”
“Eh?!”
“Wha…C, Cian, why are you-?!”
The red-haired woman’s eyes widened in shock. What is he saying? However, the Foxman only stared at her, while the tip of his cock rubbed against her drooling slit, rubbing deliciously.
“Ci, Cian,”
“Hey! What the hell are you saying?!”
Regina snapped out in anger.
Why is the hell is this beast trying to involve her in this sick game of his?!
But the Foxman ignored her and stared at the red-haired woman.
"You don't want?"
The red-haired woman’s body trembled. After a moment of hesitation, she bit her lower lips and turned her head, and look at her, glaring in rage. But this time, for some reason, Regina felt a bit sympathetic. She looks pitiful, Regina mused.
“Pl, please, I’m begging you…I was just…a little bit...away…can I have it? Please, let me have it,” she said, though her words were clearly not for Regina, but to the perverted Foxman behind her.
Regina wanted to angrily curse at them, but looking at her, her mouth opened before she knew it. “Do…do what you want! You pervert!”
The red-haired woman’s lips curve upwards, but before she could say anything to her lover, suddenly she gasped, feeling the hands gripping at each of her ass cheeks, spreading them wide, opening them, and there she realized what her lover was intending to do.