"Ahhh! Aaah!"
Kars hammered away, his cock relentlessly stimulating Tsukuyomi's internal walls. She couldn't stop herself from screaming. Her mind was fraying; the intensity of the pleasure made her feel like she was turning into a complete stranger.
She was being violated by a "filthy" boy, yet her body was screaming with joy. It terrified her.
"Stop... please stop... don't go any further... you're breaking my pussy..."
"I can't stop now! It feels way too good inside you!"
Kars ignored her pleas, thrusting deeper and searching for her most sensitive spots. When he struck the area near her cervix, her reaction became violent.
"Found it."
Once he located the spot, Kars focused his attacks, slamming his glans against her sweet spot repeatedly.
"Eeeek! I'm going... I'm climaxing from a filthy cock..."
Tsukuyomi's body shook with an uncontrollable orgasm. Her pussy unleashed a flood of love juices, and her face—once cold and regal—was now a mask of pure, broken ecstasy.
Kars continued to fuck her sensitive, post-orgasmic walls while suckling her erect nipples, keeping her trapped in a cycle of pleasure.
"Alright, Kars," Junko interrupted. "Let's see if she can keep her promise. If she can pull herself off you, we leave her alone."
Tsukuyomi's glazed eyes regained a flicker of focus. This was her chance. She could finally be free of this meat...
"Already?" Kars pouted.
"It's fine. If she succeeds and you're still horny, I'll handle you myself," Junko promised. She didn't believe for a second that the Queen could pull it off. In fact, she had noticed Tsukuyomi wearing a lewd, unconscious smile just moments ago.
Kars lay on his back, and Tsukuyomi sat on top of him, his cock buried deep and pressing against her cervix. The sensation made her hips give an instinctive, involuntary twitch, causing her to moan.
"No... I can't... not for a filthy cock... I have to stand up. Just stand up and this nightmare ends!"
Tsukuyomi cheered herself on mentally. Her legs were weak from the orgasm, but she began to slowly lift her hips. As the shaft slid against her internal ridges, she let out a long, shaky moan. Her movements slowed, but she was slowly extracting him.
"Almost... almost out..."
Just as the glans was about to clear her lips, Kars gave his meat a sudden, powerful pulse. The internal throb caused Tsukuyomi to shiver. Her strength failed, and she slammed back down onto him. The impact felt so good she threw her head back and screamed.
"You... you cheated!"
She glared at Kars, angry that he had sabotaged her.
"Sorry, it felt too good, I couldn't help it," Kars apologized with a grin. "I won't do it again. If I do, I lose."
Tsukuyomi accepted his "promise" and tried again. As she rose, the friction sent her into a daze. This time, Kars stayed still. The cock was almost out.
Kars watched her slit intently, waiting to see if she would truly let go. But Tsukuyomi stopped. With only the head left inside, one more inch would have set her free. But she didn't move.
She was panicking internally. Why? Why won't my body move? My hips feel so heavy... my pussy feels so empty... I want to push back down...
"Aaah!"
Tsukuyomi's hips began to descend. The meat she had almost escaped began to slide back into her depths.
"No... stop... I can't keep doing this with a filthy cock..."
But as she sat back down, she immediately rose again. Then down. Her speed increased until she was frantically riding him, her hips a blur as she fucked herself on his shaft.
Junko laughed. It was exactly as she expected. The Queen was addicted.