Profession, Merchant Volume 14 Chapter 8 (Patreon)

Chapter 8 – Clash With the Four Devas! VIII

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“Fufufu. How was your first ejaculation experience? This mistress has tried her best to help you, so it should feel wonderful for you.”


Proditus’ voice came from behind the female warrior. Then, just as she thought she grabbed her butt, her bikini panty armor – the last piece of clothing she wore – was casually pulled down. Inside the pants was a sticky mess, with hot liquid dripping everywhere.


Indeed. Just like that, the female warrior’s firm buttocks were now completely exposed. However, between her tight thighs, there was an incongruity, small but devastating enough to ruin the entire view.


In the middle of her crotch, where her clitoris should have been, was a dangling penis – not only that, but drops of semen dripped from its tip, adding to the female warrior’s nightmare.


For such a beautiful woman like her to have such a horrible thing growing out of her crotch, what a humiliation!


But alas, no matter how she denied the reality, it was no use. There was also the fact that a man’s ejaculation had a different kind of intense pleasure compared to a girl’s climax. It was exhilarating – to the point where she wanted to do it again!


“How does it feel? There’s nothing like it, is there? I know you want to cum again. How about this, get down on all fours and stick your butt out in front of this mistress, and she will give you what you want.”


Proditus, the fallen angel, whispers devilishly.


She also had a penis. When she pulled back her beige bodysuit, a menacing rod protruded from it.


(All this woman wants is to fuck me.)


If she pushed her butt towards the erect penis, it would mean that she had given in.


“Who do you think I am? I will never… pose like that… to you!”


“Oh? Looks like you still have the energy to resist. But such resistance is… worthless.”


Suddenly, Proditus grabbed the female warrior’s penis, “Hi, hieeee!!” much to the horror of the latter.


Her body shuddered. But the dreaded pleasure came back and caused her butt to wiggle.


(No… I can’t, I can’t do what she says! But why… why is my butt sticking out all by itself!?)


Yes. Right now, the female warrior’s butt is gracefully and gradually presenting itself to Proditus, as if it has a mind of its own.


On the other hand, Proditus’ eyes, reminiscent of a pair of eclipses, glowed with a suspicious light. With one hand, she was trying to aim her penis at the female warrior’s entrance, while her other hand was busy ‘massaging’ the female warrior’s rod.  


“Leah! Please come to your senses! Try to think of that person!”


At that moment, the holy knight’s voice echoed from above as she screamed while being swarmed by the enemies she was fighting.


But Proditus just scoffed at her.


“That person? Hah, you mean the one you love? You can try, but we know it won’t be enough. All those sweet memories you have of him will turn hazy anyway – that’s just how unsurpassable the pleasure of ejaculation is. Come on, stick your butt out more!”


“Uuuu, uuuuuu…”


The female warrior moaned as she was subjected to more rubbing.


“Don’t do what that woman says! That man… that man’s torment isn’t like this!”


That man’s… torment?


The words were vague, but it was enough to make the female warrior’s eyes clear. That person’s torment… Yes, when it came to acts like this – the acts of torment – for the female warrior, there was nothing greater than what the merchant was doing.


Usually, the merchant’s sexual acts didn’t leave much of an impression. It felt more like playful sex from a womanizer than brutal torment. He would pleasure the woman and make her moan, but once you retaliated and he was the one getting the pleasure, the merchant would easily surrender and soon be the one moaning instead.


However, the merchant himself seemed unaware that he had a special period of intense desire once a month. The girls call it the “special mating period.”


While it’s true that he was filled with desire all the time, there were variations in the intensity. Once a month, on the night of the full moon, he would turn into a beast. Perhaps it had to do with the ebb and flow of the tides. Whatever the reason, during this time, the torment of the merchant would become demonic. Even when they begged for mercy or whimpered in pain, he was relentless. When the female warrior thought of those torments…


At that moment, the female warrior reached from behind and grabbed the prodigious member of Proditus that was about to penetrate her backside!


“W-What!?”


Proditus exclaimed in surprise.


This brought the situation to a stalemate. Stalemate meaning that both of them were now firmly grasping each other’s members.


“You… Let go!” Proditus demanded.


“You should be the one to let go.” But the female warrior insisted.


“I will let go as long as you let go.”


“I can’t trust you to do that. Take this!”


Fap, fap, fap, fap, fap…


Without any warning, the female warrior began to rub the fallen angel’s cock!


“Hyaaaa, auaaaahhaaaaa!”


But even though it was just that, Proditus uttered an unexpectedly sweet voice, causing the female warrior to raise her head in surprise. As she looked at the fallen angel, the expression on her tanned face, which had been one of bewitchment and arrogance, had changed to one of panic and ecstasy. And as she continued to pleasure her member, her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes, similar to a total eclipse, slowly lost their light – as if to indicate that she was losing her composure in the throes of passion.


Now is my chance! Let’s get back at her tenfold! The female warrior thought excitedly as she stroked her opponent’s member, seeing she was more vulnerable than expected.


“Aghiiiee, hieeehieeee, mmhhh… I, I won’t lose!”


Despite the sensations, Proditus did not let go of the female warrior’s cock either, even though she had let out sweet moans that completely destroyed her image as a bewitching woman. Not to be outdone, she also grips tightly at the warrior’s penis and faps it.


“Uu, uuu… this mistress… guhh, won’t lose either!”


They both stroke each other’s penises vigorously. Who will ejaculate first? Who will be the last? That would determine the outcome of this battle.


However, the female warrior had a disadvantage. She was grabbing her opponent’s member from behind.


“Ahhnn, igiiihh, iiih… ahhh.”


Struggling as her foreskin was pulled back and forth, the female warrior was on the verge of defeat. Meanwhile, Proditus had an easier time fapping her because of her position, which allowed her to pleasure her victim more flexibly and mercilessly.


“Hiii, hieeeee… ahhh, not good… I’m going to cum… if you keep doing that… I’m going to cum!”


But instead of the female warrior, it was Proditus who uttered these words.


Plurrut, plururut, plurururt…

And just like that, the fallen angel, one of the Four Devas, vulgarly ejaculated behind the female warrior’s backside.


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