The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy - Chapter 293



Chapter 293 – Side Story: Elisier’s First Experience

“I remember. Of course.”

Elisier snorted at my answer as if to say, “Look at that.” I don’t know why that was something she had to be proud of.

“If you are going to conceive a new life, shouldn’t you stop doing such things? After giving birth, you will have to focus on raising the child, so you will have to abstain for several years. So you should delay conception as much as possible and enjoy it to the fullest before making plans. If you don’t understand this obvious principle, you still have a long way to go.”

“You’re really noisy too. Is that why?”

“Was it just me? Leona and Latina also lost to s*xual desire and always stuck together.”

“Those two are embarrassed after it’s over. They’re not as confident as you are.”

“Don’t you know that that is more perverted behavior?”

Elisier clicked her tongue softly. It felt strange, as if she was listening to a sermon. Why was someone else lecturing Elisier about s*xual desire?

“It’s obvious which is more perverted: committing obscene acts that are so shameful that you feel embarrassed afterward, or being confident in yourself whether you’re doing it or not. Don’t you think so?”

“… … .”

Now that I think about it, it seems like that might be the case.

When I didn’t answer, Elisier’s arrogance grew even higher. She gently pressed the hand that was holding her neck, and pushed the hand that was pressing on her lower abdomen, and whispered again in a subtle way.

“Think back to our first experiences. What could be defined as a more obscene act?”

“… … Ke, keuk… … huuu.”

Elisier looked up at me with a lewd smile, gasping for breath. She looked incredibly calm for someone who had just come close to suffocating.

He opened his mouth, gently sweeping back his sweaty purple hair.

“I’ll tell you up front, I have no intention of breaking you, bleeding you, or going beyond what you just said. No matter how much you like it, no matter how much healing magic you have. Do you understand?”

I nailed it down hard. Honestly, I think I have some sadism in me. I can’t say I don’t. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have gotten involved in this situation.

But seeing blood, tearing apart, and torturing a human being was a whole other level of excitement.

“I know that you are not the kind of person who would do that. If you don’t want to, I’ll be satisfied with this level. However, I have one question.”

“What is it?”

“Is the act of breaking horns included in the category of breaking something?”

Elisier flicked the horns on her head as if showing off. The black horns, which curved clockwise once and then extended outward again, glowed sharply.

“… … .”

I stood there speechless. Of course, you shouldn’t break limbs. The same goes for fingers. But what about horns? Even if you break horns, there won’t be any blood, right?

It was an ambiguous issue in itself to allow it simply because it wouldn’t bleed even if it was broken.

“You’re hesitating, Mira.”

As if she had found an opening, Elisier laughed heartily. Then, with a natural movement, she lifted up her negligee. The translucent fabric that had no intention of covering her body was pushed aside.

“Then, I guess I have no choice but to find out for myself. If I’m not going to break anything or draw blood, then doesn’t that mean I can do anything less than that?”

After thinking about it for a moment, I lifted the body and headed to the terrace. Elisier was quietly being kidnapped while resting on my shoulder.

He placed it gently on the terrace. As if he had been waiting, Elisier leaned against the railing and showed off his figure. His body, bathed in moonlight, shone brightly.

Because of their height, they usually look similar, but in absolute terms, they are slightly larger than Rosaria’s, and their pelvis and buttocks are plump yet elastic, and even the secret area between their underwear is already soaking wet.

I approached him. He was tall enough that my eye level was almost the same, so there was no need for either of us to look up or down.

“Don’t you regret it?”

“Is this what you mean? I can accept any violence you wield.”

“I told you not to do that… … .”

We kissed right then. It was a bit ironic that the choking and slapping came before the kiss, but Elisier liked it anyway, so that was fine.

The kiss was short. It was just a confirmation of each other’s feelings. Their lips parted, and Elisier stroked her scrotum, which was slowly starting to swell, over her pants as if wondering what to do now.

He grabbed Elisier’s wrists and crossed them in an X shape, then magically created a rope to tie her wrists tightly together, then raised her crossed arms above her head.

She bent her elbows and crossed her wrists behind her neck. Her armpits, covered by her negligee and forearms, were revealed. Like everyone else, they were spotless.

In the last order, she placed her crossed wrists behind her neck, then extended the rope and wrapped it around her neck as well. As the mana rope wrapped around her neck, Elisier’s face lit up with excitement.

The structure was such that if you moved your arm beyond a certain angle, the rope would pull your neck and tighten it. The weak point here is that the ‘certain angle’ is very small. In fact, it’s the same as having to strangle your neck every time you move.

And I had no intention of leaving Elisier alone.

“Are you trying to harass me?”

“That’s right. The moment you can’t stand it anymore and try to move your arms, the rope will be pulled. So hold on tight.”

People are designed to reflexively move their arms when they are stimulated by something. I wondered how long I could hold out like that.

Actually, I don’t think Elisier would even try to hold out.

“It starts.”

First, he lightly kissed Elissier’s forehead, then moved down the rest of the room, kissing her forehead, eyelids, nostrils, cheeks, lips, chin, and then the nape of her neck.

He put his lips on the nape of her neck, and instead of pulling away, he paused for a moment and took a deep breath. His body trembled.

“Ugh!”

“You smell good, Elisier.”

“… … Isn’t that something you shouldn’t say while smelling the collarbone? You really are a pervert.”

“What do you want to say?”

He took another deep breath and headed next to her. Her armpit was clearly visible. He kissed her armpit as well and stuck his tongue out to lick it, causing Elisier to twist her body in surprise.

“Where are you licking right now?!”

Then he made a gasping sound. It seemed like his arms were moving along with it.

“Then we’ll be in big trouble.”

He kissed her armpit and licked it for a long time. Elisier wriggled her body from side to side and repeatedly let out her choked breath.

He kissed and licked the other side in the same way, then pulled his face away for a moment. Both armpits were glistening with saliva. Elisier was catching her breath with slightly teary eyes.

“Even your bashful appearance is cute.”

“Such bad taste—ugh.”

He overlapped his lips to prevent her from finishing her words, mixed his tongue a little, and then lowered his head. He also made a licking sound on his sternum and slowly lowered his head. At the same time, he pinched both nipples hard with his thumb and index finger.

In fact, it might be more accurate to say that he was crushed rather than pinched. Elisier groaned. She slightly raised her head. She bit her lip and tried to endure the pain.

I teased both of my nipples so much that I thought they were really going to get crushed, then took my hands off. The pink bumps seemed to have swelled up a little.

He gently caressed the pink circles near her nipples and kissed her pubic area, abdomen, and navel in that order. Elisier’s body became stiff as if she was tense.

I knelt down on one knee and put my face in front of her lower abdomen. I gently stroked her lower abdomen, which was slightly plumper than the surrounding area, as if showing off the uterus located inside.

I kissed the spot where her uterus was and then brought my cheek to hers. The warmth I felt from my palm flowed directly to my cheek.

“Ugh… … W, what have you been doing… … since just now… … !”

“I asked Elisier if her uterus was throbbing and begging to be struck, as you said. But I heard nothing.”

“… … I guess it really is a bad taste.”

He stood up with a smile and patted Elisier for a moment, then grabbed her by the neck with the rope.

“Ugh… … ?!”

“I have bad taste, but only you, Elisier.”

As I tightened my right hand around my neck, my face quickly turned red. My arms, which were bent backwards and fixed, flailed around, and my toes became stiff. My fingers dug deeper and deeper into my neck.

“Huh? You’re feeling it again while doing this. Right?”

I brought my left hand to the v*gina. I just lightly rubbed it, but I could already hear a squeaking sound. I did that for a while and then lifted my finger. The tip of the finger was already wet.

“Look at this. Who would say something like that to whom when they’re already this excited? Huh?”

“Krrrrrrr… … .”

I could hear the sound of saliva boiling as oxygen vaguely leaked out of my blocked throat. I looked up at my head, which was red as if it was going to burst, and put in a little more strength.

He held on tight to the point where his bones were about to break, then released his grip for a moment. Elisier struggled to get some oxygen through the slightly loosened gap. He counted to three in his head and closed it again.

Oxygen flowed into his body in quantities not sufficient to breathe comfortably, but sufficient to prolong his life, amplifying his suffering. His face, which had turned bright red, became more and more colored.

“You’re pretty, Elisier. You’re really pretty.”

Even in that state, I lightly kissed her smiling face while drooling. The hand that had been rubbing her v*gina pressed her lower abdomen. Elisier must have sensed that this was a signal.

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Because my fingers were curling up and forming into a fist.

“You’re so pretty, but why are your tastes so perverted?”

As her fingers, which had been stretched out, finally closed completely, Elisier smirked. The corners of her eyes also flared as much as they could. Her face, which had turned bright red, was dyed with anticipation and excitement.

I pulled my arm back a little, then put strength into the hand holding my neck and simultaneously inserted it into my lower abdomen.

-Pfft!

“Eunggeuuut?!”

The fist that was planted right in my lower abdomen crushed my uterus. It hit me right. I could tell by the feel of my hand.

“Ugh… … Grumble… … .”

Elisier arched her back with a foaming sound. Her arms flailed back and forth, tightening her grip on her neck. Her already red face looked as if it would burst at any moment.

I gave her a light kiss on the lips and checked below. The spot where my fist had just been stuck was turning dark, almost blue. The bruise had grown larger than my fist in an instant.

I touched the spot with my palm. I felt a burning heat. I pressed hard on the bruise, and a groan of pain came back. I pressed a few more times and then took my hand off.

“Are you just trying to finish it like this?”

Before I could even hear the answer, I raised my arm again.

-Phukk! Phukk!

“Eww! Kewww!”

Elisier let out a muffled scream, exhaling the last of her remaining oxygen as the fist struck the spot she had already been hit two or three times in succession. She struck exactly three more times and then stopped her arm.

My lower abdomen felt a little swollen, but I should be fine for now. Of course, that was natural since I was panting so much from pleasure. If my body wasn’t feeling well, I would have stopped a long time ago.

The magic rope that bound her wrists could be untied at any time if she tried. She just didn’t do it because she was still fine. She deliberately pressed hard on the spot where she was hit, doubling the pain and strangling her.

-Gulp… … .

“huh?”

I touched the bruise spreading with the warm heat, and then suddenly heard the sound of water, so I checked below.

The tide was flowing out through the hole in her underwear.

The clear liquid that flowed down her thighs formed a small puddle on the terrace. Even Elisier tried to close her thighs, perhaps embarrassed by this, but it seemed that she had lost her strength and was unable to do so.

“What, is that what you felt like? Getting strangled and getting hit in the uterus? Huh?”

-Pfft! Pfft!

“Kyahak! Keuk!”

Her body twisted here and there as she tried to close her thighs. Tears welled up in her reddened eyes. No matter how strange her s*xual preferences were, she couldn’t help but feel pain after getting hit in the lower abdomen enough to bruise.

“… … Huh, heh.”

There’s no way it wouldn’t hurt.

Elisier was crying, drooling, writhing, and laughing in pleasure. I looked at her as if I was tired of her, and then let go of her hand.

“Cough! Cough! Cough!”

As her blocked windpipe opened, Elisier collapsed to the floor and coughed violently.

The rope attached to my wrists was still strangling me, but it was nothing compared to the way my hands were tightening it. It was just enough to make for a slightly awkward but more s*xy pose.

Before the question of why he stopped came up, he unbuttoned the front of his pants. The erect penis that had risen through the gap in the zipper that had been lowered was thrust toward his face. Elisier swallowed as she stared at the glans that had come right up to her eyes.

“Do you know what to do?”

He asked while tapping her cheek with his glans. Despite the humiliating situation of being hit on the cheek with a penis, Elisier moved her body as if she didn’t care at all about it.

I knelt down on the floor quietly, sat down in front of my bed, and opened my mouth. The saliva that had pooled between my crimson mucous membrane and my tongue was shining a mysterious color in the dim moonlight.

“Yes. I know that well.”

He pushed his penis into her parted lips. The glans pressed against her tongue and dug deep into her throat. Then it got stuck in her throat.

“Patriot… … Ugh… … .”

Elisier tried to open her throat somehow, but it seemed to be unsuccessful.

That would be the case. How could it be so easy to open your throat and accept a penis on your first experience? It would be impossible unless you were born with a specialization in lewd things like a succubus.

Erestica is also possible, but it is on the larger side in size, so it should be considered completely separately.

“I’ll help you.”

“Kekeke?!”

It wasn’t my concern though.

I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in, forcing myself inside. I didn’t even think about being considerate. Elisier would probably like it this way anyway.

“Crunch… … .”

As the penis finally reached the deepest part of her throat and completely blocked her esophagus, Elisier trembled silently and groaned in suffocating pain.

“How is it, is it good?”

“… … .”

There was no answer. No, I couldn’t hear it. There was no time to answer in a place where even oxygen couldn’t enter.

He thrust his hips slightly back and then thrust mercilessly into her throat. Perhaps even more forcefully than when he had done it with Nika, with absolutely no consideration for the other person.

It was natural since the purpose itself was different. Nika had been sucking my dick with her mouth and throat to make me feel good, but now she was simply using it by shoving it down my throat. It couldn’t be any rougher.

“Keuk… … Kkuuk… … .”

I pulled my waist back just before my eyes rolled back and I lost consciousness. My front teeth slightly grazed my teeth as I pulled them out, but it was okay. It didn’t hurt much, but it also meant that I was in so much pain that I couldn’t even relax.

“Cough! Keuk! Kehek! Cough!”

What that means is that I played my role very well.

As soon as the needle came out, Elisier coughed violently and looked up at me with a face covered in tears and saliva.

In that face, the woman who had been on the verge of suffocation just a moment ago was nowhere to be seen. There was only a masochist struggling with the pleasure of suffocation.

Elisier, who had been laughing with her tongue sticking out and drool dripping, turned her body awkwardly back with her hands still tied.

The position changed. From a kneeling position, the upper body was bent forward, the head was buried in the ground, and the buttocks were slightly raised. The crack between the thighs was soaked with the juice mixed with the tide.

“Okay. I’ll do whatever you want.”

Anyway, it’s common for me to not be able to speak clearly. I put my saliva-sparking penis into the v*gina and thrust it in with all my might, as if I didn’t need any consideration.

“Khak?!”

The already wet v*gina guided the penis to the uterus without any resistance. As the glans poked the cervix, she spit out her love juice in response. A clear, sticky liquid oozed out from the junction.

“You’re gone after being stabbed once. Are you a pervert?”

“… … .”

“Oh. You really are a pervert. I asked you something stupid.”

I kneaded her buttocks and enjoyed the soft sensation for a moment before getting into position to move my waist. Then, suddenly, a better idea occurred to me.

“Huh?!”

I pulled my wrists crossed in an X.

Elisier let out a final gasp. As she pulled at her bound wrists, her neck naturally had to be pulled up as well. The rope dug into her neck and forcibly pulled up her upper body that was stuck to the ground.

Her upper body was supported by a rope tied to her neck, so it was a position that was almost like hanging, if I were to exaggerate it a little. Despite being stuck in that position, her v*gina was squeezing much more violently than before.

I couldn’t see the expression on her face, but it was probably one of two things. She was either groaning in pain as her throat was strangled, or she was groaning in pleasure. Personally, I wanted to raise my hand for the latter.

“Ugh?! Heh, ugh! Ugh!”

She started to move her waist. Every time the glans poked the cervix, the v*ginal walls tightened and fluid flowed out.

He pulled her wrist harder. Elisier was moaning in pleasure, making animalistic sounds. Her large breasts were bulging out to the side even though she was watching from behind.

-Tsk tsk tsk!

“Ugh?!”

I spanked her butt with my free hand. Not a simple spanking, but really hard.

The spot where I was hit swelled up in an instant, leaving a bright red handprint. Regardless, I continued to slap her buttocks and move my waist. My v*gina responded by squeezing my cock tightly.

After staring at it like that for a while, my eyes suddenly went to another place. It was a horn that moved along with the shaking head. I watched it for a while and then grabbed it with my remaining hand.

“Mi, Rahak… …!”

Elisier’s body reacted again. The fluid overflowed from the joint and formed a pool below. A sloshing sound could be heard amidst the sound of flesh colliding.

I held the wrist and horn together and continued to thrust my penis. Before I knew it, the loosened cervix accepted the glans all the way inside. I gripped the horn harder.

“Ugh… … It’s cheap, Elissier.”

“… … .”

The limit came soon enough. When Elisier was lying limp and could only moan reflexively, I thrust my penis deep into her uterus and ejaculated my semen.

“Ahh… … Ah… … aaah… … .”

With a slightly higher moan, the walls of my v*gina twitched as if they were alive and accepted the semen. The moment when I also gave strength to my body and supported each other so that we wouldn’t collapse, feeling the pleasure from the penis.

-Ppajik.

I heard a cracking sound from the horn I was holding. I was so flustered that I tried to release my grip, but I ended up unconsciously applying more force due to the pleasure of my v*gina tightening in an instant.

-Bam!

And then the horn was completely broken off and ripped off.

“… … .”

While I was blankly looking down at the horn I had ripped off, the semen gradually subsided. The pleasure also gradually weakened accordingly.

I let go of the hand that had been pulling the rope. My upper body, with both supports gone, fell heavily onto the terrace. My crushed chest was sticking out from between my armpits.

“Hehehe… … Heuheu… … .”

Elisier rubbed the spot where one of her horns had broken off on the terrace floor, then squirmed and turned her upper body. She turned from a prone position to a side-lying position and looked at me.

Her tear-filled eyes were smiling.

“… … How many times do I have to tell you that it was an accident?”

“How many times do I have to tell you that it’s better if you do it on purpose?”

If Rosaria had heard that, she would have been furious, thinking that there was a pervert worse than her here.