I grabbed the elf girl's arm and forced her to stand.
But her legs gave out, and she collapsed weakly, sobbing.
With no other choice, I picked her up entirely and pressed her back against the mirror. Then, gripping her slender waist, I thrust against her from behind in a standing spooning position.
This method delivers stronger stimulation to a woman.
My thick, curved shaft, its sharp tip, fiercely ground against her labia and clit simultaneously.
"Nn… nn… nn… ngi… ah…"
She began to moan, her voice caught between a groan and a whimper.
In the mirror, her face was flushed, her brows tightly furrowed.
There were no signs of resistance.
She was getting into it. I increased the pressure from behind, rubbing harder.
*Smack!* My groin struck her backside.
"Hya⁉"
Pressed against the mirror, the elf girl finally let out a small, high-pitched cry. It was reflexive, but I didn't miss it.
Her eyes were confused. She was shocked by how her body was responding, completely inexperienced and clueless.
Might as well let her experience her first climax here.
Her first orgasm being from this… unforgettable.
From now on, every time a man makes her climax, she'll compare it to this moment.
…
My pride as a craftsman ignited.
Being brought to orgasm like this is a kind of punishment, I suppose.
I wonder if rumors like this will ruin her future.
It worries me a bit, but I'm too aroused to stop. I quicken the pace of my thrusts.
Since it's dry humping, I can freely slap her buttocks without restraint. Her chest is small, but her hips have just the right amount of flesh to please a man. Even as an elf, she's still a woman.
Her pale, jiggling buttocks trembled with each strike.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahg… ah! Ai!"
Her moans grew clearer, filling the dungeon.
Once the dam cracks, it breaks quickly.
Her back arched sharply, her buttocks twitching—an indecent reaction, unbecoming of an elf.
Her voice rose, now as loud as the slapping sounds, echoing through the chamber.
"Ah! Ahn! Ah! Gu… nah! Gu… ah, ah! Ngu⁉ Nn~~~~~~!"
Her hips began to tilt upward, her lower back arching deeply, her buttocks swelling. She adjusted her position, toes pointed, as if inviting me deeper.
With her consent, I held her waist firmly and struck her buttocks harder.
The mirror bent under the pressure of my thrusts. In it, the elf girl's face was flushed, her eyes tightly shut, gasping for breath.
"Ah! Nn! Ah! Aah! Fa… ah, aah, aaah! Aah! Aah!"
Her cries mingled with the mechanical rhythm of my thrusts.
Her hips pushed back toward me, her quivering anus fully exposed.
I wanted to strip her of her elven dignity even further.
Maybe her anus would work?
—Alright. If she climaxes like this, next I'll try her anus.
Decided, I prepared immediately.
I extended my dark tongue, pressing it against her anus.
It was incredibly soft. This might actually work.
She seemed too confused to understand what was happening to her body. Her moans grew higher as I played with her back entrance. In a word: shameless.
"Hah, hah, ah, hah, ah, guh, ah, ah—"
As I violated both her entrances, her voice found a rhythm—a pathetic plea for release, a woman begging to be made to climax.
I already know: you're a clit lover.
Your labia are soaking wet. My shaft's dirt is washed away by your juices, glistening with arousal.
This girl's true nature is pure lewdness. I've exposed it.
If there's such a place as an elf village, I'd love to perform this show right in its center. I'd strip her true nature bare before her clan. If she loses all suitors, I'll take her in, drowning her in beastly sex until she becomes not a dark elf, but a lewd elf.
By the way, this rear-entry dry humping doesn't stimulate my shaft's underside, so it's not very satisfying for me. She's on the brink of climax, but at this rate, I won't finish. I want to climax with her, so I need a change.
…I've got it.
I wrapped my arms around her from behind and forced her to grip my thick penis. Now, she was pumping my shaft with one hand as it moved in and out of her.
Even after I let go, she didn't release me. She formed a tight ring with her hand, gripping and stroking in rhythm with my thrusts.
Lost in her first ecstasy, she doesn't understand her own actions. It's adorable.
—Perfect!
Pressed against the mirror, I thrust against her backside, my tongue teasing her anus, my penis thrusting out of her, now being stroked by her hand. All of it visible to someone beyond the mirror.
This is our nirvana—let's attain enlightenment together.
Now, all that's left is to slam into the elf, now reduced to a lewd slave.
"Ah! —Ah! —Ah! —Ah! —Ah! —Ah! —Ah—Guh, aah…!"
Her legs straightened, her buttocks clenching tightly, her hand gripping me just as hard.
At that moment, I struck her backside with all my strength.
My ejaculate burst through her tight ring, splattering onto the mirror, staining her reflection.
In an instant, my vision shattered.
The mirror cracked under the pressure of my thrusts.
Damn, I pushed too hard. I didn't think it would break so easily!
Sharp shards fell toward her neck in slow motion.
I quickly wrapped my tongue around her neck, shielding her.
At the same time, I slyly observed the other side of the mirror.
Two heavily armed aliens.
A strange creature, like a walking eyeball, sitting in a chair.
And a woman with animal ears, also seated.
We stared at each other in shock.
Oh no…
I gently moved the limp elf girl away from the shards and placed her on the floor. She only had a small cut on her back.
Now, I wait for instructions.
The beings beyond the mirror rebooted, the woman with animal ears quickly giving orders. A nearby soldier pointed a sharp sword at me.
Another took the elf girl and left, followed by the eyeball creature. Finally, the soldier and the woman with animal ears exited.
Our eyes met.
I recognized her immediately.
She was a relative of the fox girl from earlier.
Left alone, I removed a shard from my tongue and reflected on today's events.
Today's punishment was likely retaliation by the fox girl's parent or relative. The elf girl was the main instigator of the bullying.
They came only to punish her harshly, not to let me harm or kill her. If I went too far, the woman with animal ears would be in trouble.
Probably. The truth is unclear.
Maybe it's a female faction thing. Fort 88 had similar groups—this clique versus that clique.
Women can be brutal in these faction fights. From my outsider's perspective, it was absurd—people bickering in a confined space. Their petty loves and hates were almost enviable.
Compared to this, the bullying by Fort 88's women was child's play.
After all, both the fox girl and the elf girl were ready to ruin lives in an instant.
One wrong move, and the fox girl could've died. And today, the elf girl might develop neurosis. If strange rumors spread, she'd be socially ruined. Lucky for her, aliens don't have cameras.
Either way, alien women are terrifying.
And today's first discovery:
For a moment, I glimpsed it through the shattered glass.
The bulky device the eyeball creature held—like an early mobile phone.
That must be my control device.
If I could seize it…!
…
One more thing.
The woman with animal ears was aroused.
Her glistening eyes, relaxed cheeks, skin tone, scent—I could tell.
She was excited watching a rape scene through the mirror… She might be a pervert.
Maybe that's why the instructions stopped—she was too engrossed? What a deviant.
Still, I hope the elf girl's alright. From her reactions, I think she climaxed, but it ended abruptly.
It felt incomplete. If I get another chance, I'll properly satisfy her. As a professional.