Monster Harem In The Tower-Chapter 44: Dirty Verses: The Begindeed

Nathan tried to get up, but with Domina sitting on his lower body, he could only lift himself a quarter from his previous position.

Both of Nathan’s elbows supported his upper body.

"Hey, stop..." Nathan said.

Domina didn’t listen.

Instead, she laughed, then shifted back slightly and bent over.

Her hands slid down to Nathan’s waist, gripping the gap between his pants and his hips.

Srrrt...

Domina swiftly pulled down Nathan’s pants.

His limp cock flopped out — slightly dampened by the mischievous golden mist left by the Rabbit Fighters.

Nathan couldn’t even react to what was unfolding before him.

Meanwhile, Domina repositioned herself, aligning her caramel pussy directly toward Nathan’s limp cock.

"Whhehe..."

She grinned broadly, spreading her thick thighs wide.

Srrrr....

She began to release a sacred stream onto Nathan’s still-flaccid cock.

Gulp...

Nathan swallowed hard.

The sight of Domina’s dripping pussy and thick thighs ignited his lust.

Srrrr....

"Hahaha...."

The golden blessing pouring from her caramel slit echoed with the giggles of the Rabbit Fighters.

Nathan’s cock slowly started to harden, like a withered tree watered by some cursed, magical rain.

He glanced up at Domina.

"Wow... so cute, your little stick is starting to grow."

She laughed, her tone dripping with maternal pride — as if she were admiring the growth of a child she had nurtured.

"What is this? What’s happening?"

Nathan froze, feeling the sacred warmth unleashed from Domina’s divine gate.

Slipp...

Domina straddled him, her caramel slit swollen and squishing Nathan’s cock between its folds — like a steaming, sinful hotdog.

Domina smiled again.

"Hhnmghh..."

She moaned, like a mother struggling to give birth to new life.

Srr... Srr...

A pressured golden blessing gushed out, flowing straight onto Nathan’s shaft.

Splashes of sacred warmth melted across both sides of his cock, soaking it completely.

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Among the gates of the caramel pussy, the cock of a man who refused to see himself as a victim trembled — and vile confusion twisted itself into an unnamed pleasure.

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Without warning, Domina’s caramel pussy twitched on both sides, giving Nathan’s increasingly heated cock a small, teasing bite.

Brugghh...

Domina lowered both of her hands to either side of Nathan’s body.

"Ahhhmmmmmm... You know... I always feel weird whenever I touch that thing underneath you," she said, looking like an introverted college student nervously presenting her assignment.

Nathan’s mind was blank.

He had just woken up and was completely unprepared for the surprise attack of golden grace from the caramel slit.

Domina squirmed slightly, her wet caramel slit starting to rub against Nathan’s already hardened cock.

Her trembling hand slid down, pressing against Nathan’s stomach as if trying to confirm something.

Srrt... Srrt...

The sound of wet flesh rubbing against flesh filled the air.

Nathan’s body trembled — caught between ticklishness and heat.

Domina leaned down, staring at their point of contact with sparkling eyes, like a child discovering a strange new toy.

"Why... why does it feel so good...?" she muttered, more to herself than to him.

Nathan clenched his teeth, trying to endure the strange sensation crawling up from his shaft to his spine.

His body refused to fully obey him.

Every small movement from Domina made his cock grow even stiffer, her soaked caramel slit seemingly eager to get acquainted with him.

Domina’s golden mist had already spread — soaking into Nathan’s pubic hair, his balls, and the crease of his thighs near his ass.

Nathan’s body lifted slightly, reflexively trying to escape the sticky heat creeping across his crotch.

But Domina pressed him back down with one trembling little hand.

"Stay..." she whispered softly.

Srrrtt... Srrrtt...

Her caramel slit ground slowly against him, sliding back and forth, as if wanting to introduce every millimeter of its wet skin to Nathan’s cock.

The mingling scents of sacred warmth and burning flesh filled the air, blending into a disgusting, intoxicating incense.

Nathan blinked, his mind still trapped between two extremes:

between the natural urge to recoil in disgust...

and the alien pleasure that kept urging him to surrender.

With each heavy breath, Nathan felt something...

It wasn’t just his cock stiffening, but something deeper inside him — something cracking apart slowly, like layers of dignity being stripped away, drop by golden drop.

Domina let out a small giggle.

Without shame, she pressed down even harder, trapping Nathan’s shaft firmly within the hot, wet embrace.

"You must be dying to drench me back with your white water, huh...?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with a strange, twisted innocence.

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And verily, when that question came,

The First Legendary Dick Master found himself lost for words.

His mind sank into blissful slumber, his logic drowned by the teasing bite of a caramel gate, his soul intoxicated by the stench of golden sin and sacred sweat.

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Euhhmmmm...

A moan escaped Nathan’s lips, his body trembling uncontrollably.

His mind couldn’t find the right words to describe the storm of sensations overwhelming him.

Domina stopped grinding.

She crouched in front of Nathan, her posture casual yet brimming with strange tension.

Her right hand slowly drifted downward as she spread her legs wide.

"I... I want to try something," she said, her voice shaky with anticipation.

Using her index and middle fingers, she parted the caramel gate.

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And thus, the woman who was unworthy of judgment in black and white, opened her tender Caramel Gate, unveiling her sacred hollow before the First Legendary Dick Master.

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With her left hand, she guided the head of Nathan’s cock toward her intimate hollow.

Did I will...

Nathan could only stare at what was happening.

Slowly, the already slick tip of his cock approached the small entrance, easing in inch by inch.

"Euhhmm..."

Domina bit her lip, her face glowing with eager anticipation.

Nathan grimaced.

Fuck... what... whyy...

He felt the head of his cock struggling to push through something that resembled a thin, transparent plastic — the kind used to seal medicine.

"Aghh..."

Nathan felt his cock being compressed, almost bending as Domina slowly sat down onto him.

By reflex, he activated [Temporary Physical Enhancement].

"Euhhmmmm..."

Domina’s body arched like a bow, her head tilting back to gaze at the heavens.

"Aghhh..."

Nathan groaned, overwhelmed.

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And thus, the cock of a man unworthy of being called a victim, and the pussy of a woman unworthy of being called a criminal, became one.

Begindeed.

The Deed has begun.

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Domina’s body slowly descended onto Nathan’s.

Nathan’s elbows gave out, and the two of them collapsed together.

Her caramel breasts smothered Nathan’s face.