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Monster Hunter: Whore	By : Somburliss Category: +M through R > Monster Hunter Views: 21634 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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(This is a smut chapter.)
After being rescued, you’ve been brought to Astera’s wonderful Lounge to pay your dues for failing. Management has chosen a black microbikini for you to wear as you throw your dignity out the window. The solid black color contrasts well with your extremely light skin tone, something which you doubt is an accident.
Holding both hands behind your head, you swing your hips back and forth provocatively as you slowly drop to a crouching position. With your knees apart, you’re made sharply aware of how wet you are beneath your skimpy microbikini. And with how close the crowd is standing, they’re just as aware as you are. Your juices are dripping out around the completely soaked garment, leaving nobody to wonder how aroused you are right now. Your mind still knows that you’re a powerful hunter who’s above this, but your body seems to have adopted your role quite eagerly. You didn’t come to Astera to be reduced to eye candy like a girl who can’t fend for herself, but at the moment that’s exactly what you are.
You pop back up to a standing position, causing your pale globes to bounce so drastically that they free themselves from your bikini top, the tiny elastic piece of fabric snapping up to your neck. The crowd cheers and offers an assortment of flattering nicknames, but you just roll your eyes and pull your bikini top back into place. It’s not the last time today that you’ll be doing so.
On the platform next to you stands your handler, Liz. She’s been dressed in a yellow sling bikini, though her face has been dyed a permanent shade of red since she got here. You can’t really blame her. This is embarrassing beyond measure. The sling bikini was obviously a bad choice as the straps are too thin to conceal her areolae. She said when she came to Astera, nobody had even seen her in her underwear. Well, now a whole crowd of these jackasses have seen nearly every inch of her body. And it’s a well-endowed body too, more than you expected given her modest clothing. Though her rack isn’t as big as yours, it has plenty of volume, and her flared hips hold an ass just as impressive as your own. And both are emphasized as the tight sling forces her into an arched posture.
She tries to put on a dance but she’s way too shy, instead just running her hands down her sides and occasionally turning around. It doesn’t matter though, the men are still eating it up. Probably because of the whole innocence angle. They’re also getting a little handsier than the rest of the guests, knowing she’s too timid to tell them to stop.
You’re just “getting in the groove” of debasing yourself for a bunch of perverts when your least favorite pervert shows his face. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t Katelyn, the Know-It-All Huntress. Or maybe more of the Show-It-All Failure.”
Zack’s insult hits hard, probably because of just how accurate it is. It pisses you off, and you lash out with a kick straight at his head. But Zack’s strength is still superior, and he catches the kick with ease before tugging on your leg, causing you to lose your balance and fall flat on your ass. Again, your breasts manage to bounce the bikini top out of the way, treating the crowd to another look at your nipples. Damn it. After saying nobody has the right to look at your naked body, the whole damn village is getting a good look…
As you put your top back in place Zack continues his taunting, still holding your leg hostage as he speaks. “I knew you’d end up in here. That much was obvious. But landing yourself in the whorehouse on the same day you arrive? That’s gotta be a new record.” Your blood boils, but you feel the heat in your nethers more than anywhere else.
“Anyway, get up off your ass because that ass is mine now. I rented you,” he commands. You look at him skeptically.
“I’m not sure you know how many monsters I’ve slain in the Old World. If my ‘price’ is decided by my worth, there’s no way trash like you could afford me.”
“Oh yeah?” Zack says, pulling a piece of paper from his pocket. “Then what do you think of this?”
The paper reads ‘Katelyn – Failed Huntress – 0 pts – FREE’. It even has the Astera seal on it, guaranteeing its authenticity.
“WHAT!?” you exclaim. “FREE!? Why the hell am I free?”
“Oh, didn’t I tell you?” begins the ever-helpful Zack. “If you end up in the Lounge after failing a hunt, renting you is 100% free. It’s about your productivity in Astera, and if you’re getting smacked around by monsters, you’re not being very productive. In fact, you’re taking away from other peoples’ productivity to come save your ass, so you should be thankful you’re not paying me to fuck you.”
You furiously try to free your leg from his grip so you can kick him with it again, but it’s no use. Once he gets tired of your antics he pulls you off the platform and tosses you over his shoulder. Your audience cheers as you get hauled off like a sack of potatoes to serve your renter, scowling and flipping the crowd off with both hands the whole time.
“L-Later, partner…” your handler says.
You’re taken to a cushioned corner booth, big enough to seat many people, but currently only being occupied by Zack. He sits down and unzips his pants before finally taking you off his shoulder and placing you on his lap. You can feel his dick resting on your back. Determined to get this over with as quickly as possible, you try to take him into you, but he presses your hips down and keeps you from moving. Apparently he won’t let it be that easy.
He begins by reaching around and springing your bikini top out of the way yet again. Grabbing both your tits roughly, he forces a girly moan out of you. It may be the most embarrassing noise you’ve ever made. Aside from being big, perky, and the object of many men’s lust, your boobs have always been extremely sensitive. Your bitchy attitude and rejection of sexual advances have always kept this secret under wraps, but Zack’s damned hands have your weakness just as exposed as your body itself.
“Big AND sensitive, huh? With tits like these, I don’t know why you ever tried to be anything but a whore.”
You growl, but it’s quickly replaced with moans, each one more embarrassing than the last. Your nipples, already hard from your shameful dancing for the crowd, make frequent targets for Zack’s strong fingers as he treats you like a toy. Mauling your tits expertly and prodding every single square inch of pliable skin, his hands are the greatest thing you’ve felt in a long time. Fuck. You’re like putty in his hands, and your body is all too happy to let him know, squirming around and crying out sweetly.
Your idiotic brain suddenly has an idea it should have had a long time ago. In order to at least deny him the satisfaction of hearing your voice, you cover your mouth with both hands. You’re still twitching and occasionally thrusting your chest into his hands, but at least he can’t hear the effect he’s having on you. This, however, doesn’t fly with the Field Team Leader.
“Hands down like a good little girl. Don’t try to hide what a slut you are.” You obviously ignore him. It’s bad enough that you have to let him grope you like this, but you can at least protect some shred of dignity. Yet, your rebellion ends prematurely when he smacks you upside the head with that usual superior strength. Your hands drop from your mouth in compliance right away, not eager to find out what happens if you defy him again.
You’re practically singing your arousal as his onslaught on your vulnerable breasts continues. Oh no, this is bad… Even though it’s just your boobs, you feel yourself getting close…
“O-O-Okay Zack *ahhh~* you’ve had your fun. You got to *TOOOOOUCH* them. Now let me d-d-dAAAAnce more…” Your voice holds no authority as you practically beg Zack to let you go, sounding like a completely different person than the woman who arrived at Astera this morning.
He doesn’t even reply. He just starts groping you harder, molding your white orbs to the shape of his hands and running this thumbs back and forth across your nipples rapidly. With nothing but this thin black fabric between your sopping wet pussy and him, you’re sure he can feel every drop of the juices he’s getting out of you. He knows. There’s no way he doesn’t know. He knows you can’t take it and that’s why he won’t give your boobs a break. Not until-
“FUCK I’M CUMMING!” You squeal like a whore for the entire lounge to hear. You thrust your hips against nothing, your body confused about how you reached orgasm without anything touching your sex at all. As angry as you are at being forced to climax in such a shameful way, all you can do is cry out in pleasure as the culprit keeps squeezing your milky white orbs. You’ve never been more humiliated by how sensitive your boobs are. Fuck…
No thanks to the powerful fingers still molesting your tits, your orgasm finally dies down. Spent, you fall limply backwards, begrudgingly allowing your body to be supported by the chest of the attractive but disrespectful man behind you. Unfortunately, that’s when Zack makes his move.
Without warning, he lifts you up, tugs your bikini bottom to the side, and impales you on his cock straight to the hilt. You howl as he takes your entire tunnel, an act made easy by how soaking wet you are. With your afterglow rudely interrupted your pussy begins trembling, already threatening to give up another orgasm when you’ve barely suffered through the first.
“You actually came with just your rack, huh? I guess the women who act the toughest are really just trying hide that they’re the weakest. Don’t worry though, I’ll give you something to really cum about.”
Every word out of this man’s mouth makes you want to kill him, but given the state he’s got you in, you can’t even put up a fight. Your only option is to squeeze his cock angrily, but your walls are powerless against his thick, hard shaft. You moan from your own attempt at defiance, and Zack laughs as he begins fucking his free rental slut.
He’s an absolute monster. You didn’t get a good look at it before, but with it lodged inside your pussy, you’re made aware of just how huge his rod is as it fucks you without mercy. He doesn’t even bother moving his hips, instead grabbing you by the ass and slamming you down on his cock over and over again. A torrent of moans and wails spill out of your open mouth as your mind abandons all pretense of being a strong woman who’s in control. You sound more like a helpless girl being claimed by her male superior. Your cries even catch the attention of some patrons, who turn away from the other girls to enjoy watching your huge boobs bouncing erotically.
Your eyes roll back and your tongue lolls out of your mouth as Zack’s dick keeps battering your cervix on every stroke. You keep trying to fix your expression, to at least make it look like he’s not fucking you senseless, but your face goes right back to that shameful state as the pleasure beats your willpower over and over again. His cock is too good. It’s not fair. “Ith noh hair…” you mewl.
Before long you can feel your body tensing up again, ready to indulge in another orgasm. The back of your mind says to do something before he gets another one out of you, but the front of your brain says to keep moaning like a bitch in heat. You try catching your breath, but it’s impossible with how fast and hard you’re getting fucked. The task of rewarding Zack with constant slutty noises keeps you constantly out of breath. You try to feebly squirm out of his grasp, but that just gets you lodged onto his cock at different angles, allowing him to hit sweet spots that bring you even more unwanted pleasure. No, not like this… Fuck… Fuck…!
“C… CUMMING!!!” You throw your head back and scream at the top of your lungs, any sense of self-restraint having been fucked out of you by the stronger hunter. Your cunt is absolutely awash in girlcum, giving the bastard everything he needs to keep dropping you onto his shaft throughout your climax.
“Thank me for this orgasm I’m giving you,” Zack commands.
In no state to argue, you whine pitifully, “Thhhhank youuuuuu…”
You buck your hips as your pussy squeezes down against Zack, once again embarrassing itself as it cums long before your partner. By the sound of it, the entire lounge is cheering for just how hard you’re cumming and screaming, ensuring not a soul in the building is unaware of the orgasm you’re having. Zack… and his cock… are too strong…
The next several minutes are all a blur. Your cunt can’t catch a break, getting owned by Zack’s cock over and over again. Your heavy rack gets ogled by plenty of patrons, giving the denizens of the New World a sight that people in the Old World only dreamed about. As if your rolled back eyes and lolled tongue aren’t enough, Zack orders you to show peace signs with both hands, which you numbly agree to in the absence of any brainpower to think otherwise. Just when you’re starting to think you’ll be stuck on this jerk’s dick for all eternity, he finally reaches a climax of his own.
Every nook and cranny of your pussy and womb are filled with his superior seed. You clench your toes as hard as you clench your tunnel as you’re sent into yet another orgasm. Being stuffed full of cock, cum, and humiliation, it feels like you’ve lost your place among the hunters. Every spurt of cum against your quivering tunnel feels like it’s locking you into your proper role as a woman. Why bother trying to fight monsters when powerful hunters like Zack can do it better than you, then come home and bang you like the slut you are?
Even with cum leaking out of your fuckhole around his cock, Zack still isn’t done. He contents himself to tweak one of your nipples like a knob as he keeps pumping cum into you and lusty moans out of you. After what feels like minutes, he finally frees your hot, cumplugged pussy from his member and deposits you onto the floor facedown.
“Welcome to Astera, Katelyn. Hopefully you understand your role here much better now. I look forward to taming that pitiful pussy of yours again.”
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