’Sniff, sniff... Truly, how can it smell so... v-vulgar...’

Eleonora flared her nostrils, sniffing the cock dangling at my crotch—a monstrosity that I myself found awkward, considering it might be longer than her face.

’’Why... does it smell so sweet...? Do you not have a boar’s stench...?’’

She remembered that already? She’s a fast learner. If I teach her well, she has the makings of a commendable sow who will become a thief for my semen.

’’If you had called it a stench, I might have liked the vulgarity of it. But if you want to become my sow, you need to learn to keep dirty talk on your lips at all times.’’

’’Shut up! Who would enjoy... Hngh! Such a thing...!’’

Eleonora writhed, still feeling the phantom pain of defloration in her lower belly. It wasn’t just the pain of her hymen tearing; her womb was throbbing from her first sexual experience, teetering on the edge of climax just from the memory.

I have to strike now. If I don’t dig deeper while she’s confused, I won’t be able to imprint exactly who her owner is onto that voluptuous body.

’’If you crave my cock that much, why hold back? It works out perfectly. You can earn your own breakfast right from my cock.’’

’’B-Breakfast...?! You’re thrusting t-this thing at me and calling it breakfast...?!’’

Breakfast.

Specifically, a cock slathered in her own virgin blood, love juices, and my dried semen. Perhaps she was moved by this special meal, a delicacy a female can taste only once in her life, because Eleonora’s body trembled.

’’You mean... you want me to lick the cock that tore my hymen...? You want me to serve the cock that took my virginity and swallow that humiliation into my stomach?!’’

"...I didn’t go into that much detail, but since you asked, yes. So, before this blood dries, you’d better start oinking and licking. That way, you can savor the flavor of fresh semen mixed with your virgin blood."

"Eeek, eeeeeek...!"

Oh my, is your mouth watering already?

Eleonora’s gaze upon my cock grew intense.

"This thing... is my... my food...?!"

’’Ah, yes. Your feed. Your fodder. Aren’t you a good girl? Now, if you want to eat, you know what to do.’’

I could see it in her eyes—she wanted to snap my cock off right now. Not just snap it, but twist it off like plucking an eggplant from a field.

But here, in this new pen, the designated [Cage Rules] applied just the same. Eleonora’s body could not distance itself from my cock, her sole source of sustenance.

’This humiliation... I will repay it... I surely will...!’

Furthermore, she had already tasted my cock and semen with her own mouth yesterday. The sensation of the meat rod stabbing her throat, the scent filling her nose, and the taste were firmly imprinted on her brain.

Regardless of the glare that screamed she hated this to death, Eleonora slowly opened her mouth. Like a damn cat lapping at a saucer of milk, she began to tentatively lick my cock.

’’Slurp, it’s disgusting. Slurppp...’’

She licked the shaft once, then looked at me.

She licked it again, then glared at me.

What is this? She’s not a peasant staring at a salted meat hanging from the ceiling while eating plain bread.

Is she trying to use my own psychological tactics against me? Or does she have another intention?

Just as I had planted a twisted sense of pleasure—pain coupled with ecstasy—into her body, Eleonora seemed to be hypnotizing herself that this semen tasted bad while looking at my enemy-like face.

Of course, from my position, it was just laughable.

’’If it’s so disgusting, what exactly are you tasting while you lick it?’’

’’...Is there a reason you’re asking that?’’

’’Just curious.’’

’’Hmph.’’

Lick.

Eleonora scoffed, her tongue making a wet sound against my meat.

’’Obviously, it is the taste of your cock and these filthy fluids...’’

Slurp.

’’If not for your ridiculous tricks, Slurpp, do you think I would ever lick a cock like this?’’

She scanned my penis with eyes full of contempt, as if answering was beneath her. However, contrary to her words, the soft sensation of her tongue earnestly cleaning my shaft told a different story. I feigned ignorance.

’’Is that so? I could have sworn that yesterday you said it was sweet like honey and soft like cream. The phrasing was different, but you were drooling over it like a country bumpkin tasting candy for the first time...’’

’’Ugh?!’’

Did she think I hadn’t heard?

She probably thought she had only mumbled it unconsciously, but looking at her reaction now, it was certain.

’’Uh-oh... then what happens now? I told you before, even if you have two mouths—the upper pussy and the lower pussy—I might forgive speaking two different things, but I don’t like it if you keep lying like this.’’

Lick.

’’You heard wrong. Surely... that must be it... There is no way I felt sweetness from a cock and semen. I could not have said such a thing.’’

’’Then why do you keep licking my cock so continuously? Even if it is my order, I don’t feel any resistance from you right now.’’

’’...’’

Eleonora looked at me as if something was strange. Unaware that her tongue movements were becoming increasingly aggressive despite her claims of it being disgusting, she was now carefully licking up the head of my cock.

’’I definitely told you to eat your feed properly, but I never manipulated your sense of taste or played any tricks on it. So, if your tongue is actively licking my cock and your nose is actively indulging in the scent, there must be a reason, a cause, right?’’

What do you think that reason is?

’’...’’

Eleonora didn’t answer; she just slid her tongue between her lips.

’’You’re licking this cock so deliciously. If it’s not because you like the cock and the semen... then maybe it’s because something else on this cock tastes good? For example... the love juices and virgin blood from a certain sow.’’

Flinch.

Eleonora’s body trembled slightly. I just spouted some nonsense because she obviously couldn’t admit my semen was sweet, but I didn’t expect her to latch onto the excuse of her virginity.

Or maybe, she calculated this response...

Simultaneously, Eleonora opened her mouth wide and swallowed my cock whole.

Gluck, Gluck, Gluck.

Though clumsy, she began to shake her head, earnestly engulfing my shaft.

’’Y-Yes! There is no way I would lick your cock because I like it! Because it’s delicious! I am doing this because I hate the idea of my pussy juices and my virginity remaining on your filthy body! It came from my body, so there is no way it could taste bad!’’

Is this her conscious mind or her unconscious desires?

There was no way to know right now.