Kaguya’s white eyes were glassy with shame, but she continued, her tongue now working more earnestly to coat the head in her saliva. I could feel her reluctance, the way she tried to distance herself mentally from what she was doing, but it didn’t matter. She was doing exactly what I wanted, and that was enough.
“Sluuurp~sluuurp~sluuuuuuuurp!”
“Take it in your mouth,” I commanded, my voice low and insistent.
She hesitated. I simply waited, my cock throbbing with need as she finally, slowly, opened her mouth wider and took the head between her lips. The heat of her mouth was exquisite, a stark contrast to the cold, detached way she tried to approach the task. I groaned softly, the sound escaping before I could suppress it.
There was something so deliciously degrading about this—forcing her, a proud and powerful being, to service me like this, her dignity stripped away with every reluctant movement of her mouth.
“Hmmff~”
Kaguya’s lips stretched around the width of my cock, her cheeks hollowing as she began to suck tentatively, her tongue swirling around the head in an effort to please. Her hands remained at the base, squeezing slightly as she tried to gauge my reactions. I could feel her inexperience, the uncertainty in every movement, but it only made the situation more intoxicating.
The thought of corrupting her further, of breaking down her resistance entirely, fueled the fire of my desire.
“Deeper,” I urged, my hand finding its way to the back of her head, fingers tangling in her silky, dark hair. I applied a gentle pressure, guiding her to take more of me into her mouth. Her eyes widened in alarm, but she obeyed, sliding her lips further down my shaft.
She gagged slightly as I hit the back of her throat, her body instinctively trying to pull back, but I held her there, letting her adjust to the intrusion.
“Relax your throat. It’ll go easier for you.”
“Hmmfff…”
Kaguya’s breath came in ragged bursts through her nose as she fought the urge to choke, her throat convulsing around my cock. The sensation was incredible, her warm, tight mouth struggling to accommodate my length. She was trying so hard, poor thing, but I wasn’t about to make it easy for her.
I pushed her down further, forcing more of my cock into her mouth, until her nose was almost brushing against my abdomen. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, but she didn’t resist, her lips stretched thin around the base of my shaft.
“That’s it, Kaguya,” I murmured, my voice thick with satisfaction. “Take it all.”
She was shaking now, her body trembling with the effort of keeping her throat relaxed as I began to thrust gently into her mouth. The sounds she made were pitiful—soft, strangled whimpers as she struggled to breathe, her gag reflex triggering every time I pushed deeper. I could feel the wetness of her tears as they began to fall, sliding down her cheeks to mingle with the saliva that coated my cock.
“Hmmfff~sluurrrp! Gluuurp~~”
“Good girl,” I praised, my grip on her hair tightening slightly as I began to move more forcefully. “You’re doing so well. Just a little more.”
Her eyes squeezed shut, more tears spilling over as I began to fuck her mouth in earnest, each thrust forcing her to take me deeper. The slick, wet sounds of her mouth working around my cock filled the cave, mingling with her soft, desperate noises.
“Hmmpff! Gluurp! Sluuuurp! Hmmfff!”
I could feel the tension building in my core, the heat coiling tight as I used her mouth for my pleasure. Kaguya’s throat spasmed around me as she gagged again, but she didn’t pull away. She couldn’t—my hand held her firmly in place, guiding her, controlling her every movement.
Her nose pressed against me now with every thrust, her breathing reduced to ragged gasps as she fought to stay conscious, her body betraying her with every involuntary swallow.
“K..Kaguya?”
At that moment a voice rang from the entrance of the cave.
Kaguya hearing the familiar voice paled completely but I continued to thrust.
“Hmmmpff!”
The pressure was building, the tightness in my balls signaling the impending release. I could see the panic in her eyes as she realized what was coming, her hands clutching desperately at my thighs as if to push me away.
“Hmmmf!!”
Amaterasu, the Goddess who had nurtured Kaguya like her own daughter, stood silently, her divine eyes fixed on the grotesque scene unfolding before her.
There was no room for mercy in this twisted tableau. I tightened my grip on Kaguya’s head, holding her in place as I relentlessly thrust deeper into her mouth. The intensity of my movements grew with each passing second, a brutal rhythm that echoed off the cold stone walls of the cave.
“T-Take it, Kaguya,” I growled, my voice strained and heavy with desire. The words were rough, nearly lost in the overwhelming haze of my carnal hunger. “Swallow every drop!”
With a final thrust, I erupted, releasing thick ropes of hot semen deep into her throat. The sensation was overwhelming, each spurt a surge of satisfaction that coursed through me, sending shivers down my spine. It felt as though the climax lasted for an eternity, an endless flood that poured into her, forcing her to endure every humiliating moment.
Kaguya’s eyes fluttered shut, her long lashes trembling as the hot, viscous liquid hit the back of her throat.
Her expression was one of resignation, a silent acceptance of her fate as she felt the warmth spread within her. The seconds dragged on, each one a painful eternity as she waited for the ordeal to end. Finally, when the torrent ceased, she looked up at me, her eyes asking me to pull away.
But I merely smirked.
“Drink everything,” I commanded, my voice dripping with satisfaction. The words were not a request but a decree, one she could not refuse. Her body shuddered with exhaustion, but her will was strong. She knew that the only way to end this torment was to comply. With a defeated sigh, she forced herself to swallow, her throat convulsing as she gulped down the last remnants of my seed.
I watched with a twisted satisfaction as her throat bobbed.
GULP!
The audible gulp was like music to my ears, a sweet sound that signaled her complete submission. When I was certain she had swallowed every drop, I released my grip on her hair, letting it fall like a cascade of black silk around her shoulders.
“Ha! Ha!” Kaguya gasped, her breaths coming in ragged bursts as she finally drew in the air she so desperately needed. Her coughs were harsh, her body convulsing as she expelled the emptiness of her lungs. But there was nothing left to cough up—she had obediently swallowed everything, ensuring that not a single drop went to waste.
As I adjusted my pants and turned my gaze toward Amaterasu.
“You’re quite late, Goddess,” I said, finally acknowledging Amaterasu’s presence. But the Goddess of the Sun did not respond to my taunt. Her eyes were fixed on Kaguya’s flushed face, a mixture of emotions flickering across her divine features—anger, sorrow, and perhaps even a hint of helplessness.
Kaguya, sensing the weight of Amaterasu’s gaze, quickly averted her eyes.
Her face was a deep shade of red, a combination of shame and lingering humiliation. She couldn’t bear to meet the eyes of the goddess who had protected her, the very embodiment of light and purity. Instead, she looked away.