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Krakatoa
Chapter 4

-VB-

Kallen tried to keep her stare down at the thin bed sheet covering her modesty, but her eyes kept drifting back to the sleeping man next to her.

Alan Marris. A Britannian. Owner of the Shinjuku Ghetto. An able fighter, if how quickly he'd beaten her in the fight was any metric.

And the man who took her virginity.

She frowned as she felt disgust with herself. She let him fuck her more than once, and then went to sleep while kissing him like a lover.

Kallen also knew that if Alan woke up right now and told her to get back on the bed and spread her legs, she would hesitate but do it. She … she did sell herself to him for not kicking or reporting her and her friends.

'I can't go back,' she thought despairingly. Even if she set aside the fact that she slept with a Britannian man, there was no way to predict what Alan would do of she just up and left.

… unless she killed him?

But that would only bring authorities back to Shinjuku-!

"Morning."

Her arms curled up around the sheets covering her and she snapped her head towards him.

He stared at her with a bemused smile while leaning his head on his popped up arm.

"Thinking about how to get away from me?"

"..."

"I'm not going to stop you from leaving, Kallen," he replied as he got up, and the bed sheet slid off of him.

She didn't notice last night, but he looked very muscled…

She snapped her gaze back up with a horrified and embarrassed blush.

"But every night," he hummed as he reached out and pulled her chin back towards him. "You will come back and join me in this bed. Alright?" he asked, but this was no request.

She felt her core squeeze as she remembered what she did last night with him. Her lips trembled at how many times he'd … seeded her.

Raw and unprotected sex, and she couldn't stop him from filling her up with his seed.

"Alright?" he asked again, and she glared at him. He snorted at her for that, and leaned forward and caught her lips with his.

It started softly, and escalated with a little bit more passion.

She broke off with a jerk backward, and stared at him with her face burning from her blush.

He got grubby, and the bed sheet was pulled off of her and tossed to the side.

"Wait, no-!"

He ignored her protests as he pulled her closer, and put her on his lap.

Her body froze before violently shivering as her nub ground down the length of his dick.

Suddenly, he had her bent backwards as he licked her tits and nipples!

"A-Aahhh!" she gasped as she felt her chest squeeze from the pleasures consuming her from three ends. Her nipples and nub all got ground by Alan, by his fingers, tongue, and dick, and he held her helpless in his lap.

Not knowing what to do, she frantically reached out and grabbed his hair.

And pulled him closer when he squeezed her nipples, and her arms automatically pulled in at the sensation.

Her head was now touching the bed, and she was still in his lap… and she moved her own hips to get more of him.

And then he stopped. He let go of her tits, and let her collapse back down onto the bed.

She looked up at him with wide eyes. She was horrified by how easily he just rendered her helpless.

And then she felt his thing again at her opening.

She squeezed her eyes shut, held onto his arms, and tried not to moan as he slowly filled her up again.

Her legs trembled and twitched as he slid himself deep into her, and soon, she found herself once again cumming to a Britannian dick.

One of his hands reached up and caressed her cheek, jaws, and brushed his thumb against her open lips.

She closed her eyes and focused on how stretched she was and how she felt each bump on his dick as he started moving.

She whimpered as she got railed by this blackmailer, and knee deep down that she was ruined.

Kallen groaned as she came, and her vagina tightened around his dick and pulled him in. She felt his dick even more now, and his throbbing meat stick relentlessly plundered her.

And then -.

She shuddered as he hilted himself completely in her and unloaded his viscous and hot semen in her. She felt it pool inside of her, and panted as she gripped the bedsheet, Alan, and … and…

"... re you done?" she asked him hoarsely. She couldn't look at herself.

Kallen Kozuki. A whore.

And she'd come back tonight to let him impregnate her. And she'll come back tomorrow. And then day after.

She was no different from her mom.

He hissed her, and she relished in this brief moment where she felt loved (but it was just lust) and wanted (she was just a young woman for him to fuck).

"I'll go make breakfast," he hummed after he broke the kiss. She moaned when he pulled out of her and went to wash up.

As the bathroom door clicked shut, she … finally let her tears flow.

Of all people, she's given her virginity to a blackmailing Britannian. She was no different from her weak mom.

She winced a little and bit her lips as she felt his cum dribble out of her, but merely feeling his cum made her blush, get wetter, and pant.

Her tears only got stronger as self-disgust rose within her.

Life of Kallen Kozu-... no. Life of Kallen Stadtfeld sucked.