CL Chapter 9

*Knock, knock, knock.*

 

It was the fourth set of knocks. The maids had come to deliver Charlotte’s meal, as ordered by Leo.  They politely asked if they could come in, as if they hadn’t already been through this three times.

 

Again, they got no answer, Since their master had given them instructions, the maids couldn’t simply give up and leave. Their confused pacing could be heard just beyond the door.

 

Normally, without the room owner’s permission, no one would dare open the door from outside. But given the situation, it was a real concern.

 

If she didn’t respond at all, the maids might start worrying that something had happened and try to open the door. That possibility was weighing heavily on her mind.

 

*Knock, knock, knock.*

 

*Knock, knock, knock.*

 

With each successive rap on the door, Charlotte’s uneasy eyes fixed more intently on the doorknob.

 

“If you’re really worried, why don’t you moan again like you did earlier?”

 

As if he had noticed her distraction, Leo tightened his grip on her nape and yanked her face toward him.

 

“If you tell everyone what’s happening in there, they’ll all back off.”

 

A flesh mass so swollen it barely resembled its original form stabbed into the back of her throat.

 

*Urgh! Ugh!*

 

Her stomach heaved in protest at the unbearable intrusion, triggering a foul wave of nausea. Yet, there was no way for her to retch, let alone catch a single breath.

 

Leo blocked her front, the sofa’s back closed off her rear. She was trapped, unable to move even if she wanted to create some space to breathe.

 

As she heard six knocks, Charlotte squeezed her eyes shut, resigned to her helpless situation.

 

“If needed, I’ll call you again later! Withdraw now!”

 

Leo shouted to the outside world with a loud voice that could burst eardrums. The response from the other side was awkward but polite.

 

Charlotte slowly opened her eyelids. Before her eyes could focus on Leo, he abruptly thrust his hips more forcefully against her.

 

The trembling lips at her mouth finally tore apart. Considering how his head filled her mouth completely, it was amazing she had endured this for so long.

 

Her limbs went weak from the harsh, relentless thrusting. Leo would back off for a moment whenever Charlotte made noises like she was about to choke, only to push his dick back in before she could seal her lips fully.

 

“Ugh, ack! Gck!”

 

Each time, he went deeper into her mouth. It felt like his throat was being stretched to its limit.

 

How long had she lasted? Before she knew it, Charlotte was gripping Leo’s thighs and pushing him away.

 

But his muscular body was as immovable as a brick wall. He didn’t budge, if anything getting rougher as if in punishment for her rejections. The movements had a stubborn quality, as if he couldn’t stop until he reached his goal.

 

The woman’s chin would frequently meet his stiff shaft, until the tip of her nose was squashed against it dozens of times. His musky, masculine scent was overwhelming. Whenever those obese hands sinking into her ass pressed their laurels to his roots, it triggered both horrible shame and dazzling ecstasy.

 

With every thrust up to the top, followed by an abrupt crash to the bottom, her lower body flared with pain.

 

Her uncontrollable drool dripped from the corners of her month, but she was too dazed even to wipe it off.  I felt like I was going to drown, even though I wasn’t in water.

 

Leo’s skin, hot like a ball of fire, scraped against the roof of my mouth and lodged deep in my throat. It was as if my head were submerged in a pool of water. My legs and arms had no strength; they moved around aimlessly.

 

“Don’t spit it out! Take it down.”

 

Leo, his black hair pulled roughly back in a curtain, suddenly spoke cryptically.

 

“The meal’s been delayed, so I’m trying to fill your stomach with something else.”

 

Before I could make sense of his words, the thrusts inside my mouth quickened. My cock, already as stiff as I thought possible, swelled even more.

 

*Ugh, ugh! Mmmf!*

 

Leo’s frenzied motions became so violent they made wet smacking sounds. He pushed when we pushed, pulled when we pulled; Charlotte was at Leo’s mercy, helplessly bouncing back and forth.

 

Leo forced Charlotte to open her mouth wide before slamming his erect penis as deep into her throat as possible. He reached a spot just past her uvula.

 

Startled by the intense sensation, Charlotte arched her back and twisted her neck. Then, inside her stretched throat, something exploded.

 

*Ugh!*

 

Leo almost yanked Charlotte’s head closer, his body shivering intermittently with suppressed groans. It was a slow release.

 

The fluid poured down her throat so quickly she had no chance to react. Only then did Charlotte realize what Leo had meant when he said he would fill her stomach.

 

The warm fluid slowly slid down her throat, feeling like hot lava as it burned a path through her esophagus. She felt as if her insides were melting.

 

Unable to withstand the hallucinations of unbearable heat any longer, Charlotte strained her throat to quickly swallow Leo’s traces.

 

*gulp*

 

Her throat bulged out and then subsided. Even Charlotte didn’t expect it to sound so raw. Despite the unbearable heat and stickiness, Leo had separated from her with a cruel gesture. He followed her hoarse coughing sounds, staring down at her as he waited for her to catch her breath.

 

Without waiting another moment, he groped at his mouth, which he had turned into a mess, and shoved his finger inside.

 

“fff…”

 

After exploring the empty interior, Leo let out a half-hearted, incredulous snicker.

 

“You’re already used to my taste, so I was worried for nothing. I’m glad you like it.”

 

His grip on Charlotte had grown more forceful, shoving her onto the sofa with even greater insistence than before. In no time, her dress was flipped up, her drawers pulled down, and her naked lower body exposed helplessly to Leo’s gaze.

 

Below her withered waist, which was even more deformed than a child from the slums, her plump buttocks protruded. The position, resembling a four-legged animal, drew even more attention to this area. Intuitive shame made Charlotte try to raise her body.

 

“W-wait…!”

 

It didn’t matter that Leo couldn’t see anything.

 

“Stay put.”

 

But her upper body, struggling against the weight holding her down, crumpled easily.

 

“Haven’t I still not shown you the most important part?”

 

“…..?”

 

“How I feel about you doesn’t affect whether we can have a child together,” he said.

 

Still in animal-like postures she couldn’t get out of, Charlotte pressed her forehead against her folded arms. Just then, Leo’s hand abruptly entered between her legs.

 

“Oof!”

 

The finger that had been in her mouth was now exploring hidden territory. A crack split open like a ripe, overripe fruit, dark red and split open.

 

From within came the loud sound of sticky fluid squelching. It was the aftermath of his having bitten her mouth earlier.

 

“Did it feel that good?”

 

“Ooh!”

 

Leo asked while pushing a finger into her soaking entrance. His hand gesture made it impossible for her to speak.

 

“Ahh, oh! Ah!”

 

He added another finger, forcing her open more. Deeper inside her, his relentless probing felt like a whole new sensation, making her body more aroused.

 

Her already damp lower area became even more wet due to this unfamiliar feeling. All over her intimate area was slippery. She could sense she was even getting wet on the insides of her thighs.

 

“Tsk.”

 

Seemingly displeased, Leo withdrew his hand roughly, scraping against her sensitive walls like he might leave a cut.

 

He sharply clicked his tongue as he pulled out. She didn’t have time to ask what bothered him. His sturdy erection quickly took over where his fingers had been.