Chapter 178: Chapter 178 – Training for Pain Tolerance

Helena’s eyes rolled back, whites showing as her mouth hung open, drool mixing with the sweat on her face.

Her thick thighs quivered, unable to find purchase on the bed as he dominated her completely.

Viktor reached down, his hands grasping her massive, milk-slicked breasts like handles.

They were heavy, warm, and utterly yielding. He squeezed them hard, using the grip to leverage his thrusts deeper.

“Look at you,” he growled, watching the milk spurt from her nipples with every pound.

Splurt. Splurt.

It mixed with the sweat on her skin, coating her in a glaze of white. “You’re a fountain, Helena. A fucking dairy cow for my use.”

“Y-yes… I’m your cow… ahhn~!♡ M-milk me, Master! Use me~!!”

He leaned down, burying his face in her cleavage.

’Fuck it!’ Viktor thrashed at how he worded his sentences; right now, he just wanted to fuck her to oblivion and fulfill her request.

He caught a stream of milk directly in his mouth—warm, sweet, and rich.

“Mmmwaamhhh—!” He sucked greedily on one nipple while pounding her pussy below, the dual stimulation making Helena writhe like a fish out of water.

Schlop… schlop…

He drank her in, feeling the fatigue from the previous night vanishing instantly. It was like drinking pure energy.

PAH PAH PAHPAHAPAH!

“Hngh! Anghh! Khhunghh!!~IAAANGHH~~♡!”

His thrusts became faster, harder, more animalistic.

“Turn,” he commanded, pulling his head back, lips white with her milk.

He grabbed her arm and yanked, flipping her sideways without withdrawing. His cock twisted inside her, grinding against sensitive walls that had never been touched before.

“OHHHH GOD—♡♡!!”

Helena sobbed, tears streaming down her face as her brown hair cascaded over the pillow in a messy halo. The sideways angle let him hit a spot so deep she felt it in her throat.

Viktor held her leg up high, hooking it over his shoulder.

He looked down at her—at the flushed face, the teary eyes, the absolute devotion mixed with carnal wreck.

“You look beautiful like this,” he panted, sweat dripping from his nose onto her cheek. “Broken. Messy. Mine.”

Pah! pah! PAAAAH!!

“Hnngg… Yours… always yours… ahn~♡ ahn~♡”

He pounded her like that for minutes that felt like hours, the wet slap of skin against skin filling the room.

Her pussy juices were splashing everywhere, soaking the sheets, coating his thighs.

But it wasn’t enough. The hunger in his gut—the incubus instinct—demanded more.

He withdrew suddenly.

POP.

“Nnh…?” Helena whimpered at the loss, her pussy gaping, red and swollen.

“Get up,” Viktor ordered, grabbing her waist and hauling her to the edge of the bed. “On your feet. Bend over.”

She scrambled to obey, her legs shaking so bad she could barely stand. She bent over the mattress, her massive ass sticking out, presenting herself to him.

Viktor stood behind her. He placed one hand flat on her lower back, pressing her down, while the other grabbed her hip.

He didn’t aim for the pussy immediately.

Instead, his tail—that black, sinuous limb—slithered up her thigh.

Helena felt the cold tip against her puckered asshole and tensed. “M-master? Not there… I’m not ready—”

“You’re always ready for me.”

He thrust his cock into her pussy, burying it deep in one go.

“HHIEEEEK—!”

And simultaneously, his tail shoved into her tight anus.

“GYYAAAAAAHHHHHH—!!♡♡♡”

Double penetration.

Helena’s scream was broken, high-pitched, a sound of pure sensory overload.

Her body locked up, eyes widening in shock as she was filled from both sides. The wall between her pussy and ass was being compressed, her G-spot assaulted from the front, her deepest nerves triggered from the back.

“Urgh…” Viktor groaned, the sensation nearly sending him over the edge. Her ass was so tight around his tail, clamping down, while her pussy squeezed his cock in a desperate rhythm.

“F-full… I’m so full…!!” she wailed, hands clawing at the sheets. “It’s too big… both of them… ahhn~♡ ahhn~♡!!”

“Take it,” Viktor grunted, grabbing her hips and pulling her back onto him with every thrust. “Take all of it.”

PAHPAHPAH PAHHH! PAAAH!

“IANNGH… m-maas—HHNGH!~~♡!”

He established a brutal rhythm. His tail fucked her ass in a vibrating, swirling motion, while his hips slammed his cock into her pussy.

Squish. Slap. Schlorp.

“Oh god! Oh god! I’m breaking! Master, I’m breaking~!!♡♡”

Her squirting started again—uncontrollable jets of fluid soaking his groin, the floor, everything. Her insides churned, milking him, begging for his seed.

Viktor felt the pressure building in his balls—intense, painful, inevitable.

“I’m cumming, Helena!”

He slammed into her one last time, bottoming out against her womb, and held her there.

PHAAACK!

“NYAANAAAAHHHHHH—!!”

Thick, hot ropes of semen erupted from his cock, shooting deep into her womb.

It wasn’t just a normal load; it was a flood, enhanced by the system, enhanced by his race. Wave after wave pumped into her, inflating her womb, marking her, claiming her.

Helena’s eyes rolled back into her head, her tongue lolling out as she convulsed in a massive, body-shattering orgasm.

“Mhh… m-my~ b-body~” She squirted violently, her legs giving out completely.

Viktor held her up by her hips as he finished, draining every drop into her.

Finally, he let go.

Helena collapsed onto the bed, sliding down to the floor in a heap of trembling limbs and spilled fluids. She lay there, gasping, chest heaving, eyes unfocused.

Viktor leaned against the bedframe, breathing hard. His chest rose and fell in sync with hers. For a moment, there was only the sound of their ragged breath and the smell of sex—musk, milk, and seed.

He looked down at her. She was a mess. Beautifully destroyed.

His gaze landed on her breast, still leaking faint trickles of milk.

Hunger struck him again. Not for sex, but for recovery.

He knelt beside her. Helena flinched as his hand reached out, grabbing her breast roughly.

“W-wait…” she croaked.

He didn’t wait. He twisted the flesh, pinching the nipple and pulling it like an udder.

“YAAAGH—!” she yelled in pain.

Milk splurted out, hitting his face. Viktor didn’t waste a drop. He leaned down, sealing his lips over her nipple, and sucked hard. His tongue worked the teat, fucking her mouth with it, draining the sweet fluid.

He drank gulp after gulp, feeling the miraculous energy flood his system. The soreness in his muscles vanished. The ache in his balls disappeared, replaced by fresh production. His mind sharpened.

He pulled back with a wet pop, leaving her nipple red and swollen.

He looked at her pussy—swollen, leaking his cum mixed with her juices. He swiped a finger through the mess and brought it to his lips, tasting the essence of the ’Fluid Benefits’ ability.

Instantly, his fatigue hit zero.

Helena lay there, blinking. Her eyes widened as she felt it too—the warmth spreading from her belly where his cum sat. The pain in her waist, the soreness in her holes… it was fading. Not completely, but enough that she could move. Her stamina returned in a rush.

“M-master?” she whispered, pushing herself up on shaky arms. “I… I feel…”

“Healed?” Viktor finished, standing up.

He towered over her, his shadow casting across her naked, milk-stained body.

His cock, which should have been soft after such a release, was already twitching. Lifting. Hardening again as the milk and juices did their work.

He pressed the head of his reheating cock against her belly, right over where her womb—now filled with his seed—lay.

Helena looked up at him, fear and anticipation warring in her eyes.

Viktor grinned, a predator looking at his prey.

“I guess your waist hurts?” he asked, his voice low and mocking. “How about we train your body for pain endurance?”

Helena gulped, her gaze dropping to the erection pressing against her stomach.

“Training?”

“Spread your ass, Helena,” Viktor corrected, grabbing her ankle and dragging her back towards him. “I want to widen your anal a bit.”

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