What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company? Chapter 841: The Cuckening (*RRR)

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Previously on What Do You Mean I'm The Captain Of A Yandere Mercenary Company?...
Tera recounted her day to her companions over dinner, including a surprise recording and deals with Rosalia and Friederike for a cooking license referral. She then revealed her request for a Bio-Weapon license to acquire a dog, prompting initial panic and opposition from the girls. Despite their fears, Tera's persistence and arguments about its fluffiness and tactical benefits convinced them to reluctantly grant permission.

On the following day, I returned to 'inspect' my ship, with Theresa following close behind.

Stepping aboard, I saw Ries positioned before a line of those thieves standing neatly in front of her. Anthony was there among them, naturally.

"Since the five of you have proven at least somewhat useful, I'm assigning you to interior work instead of exterior—so you ought to be grateful," my catgirl lover snarled at them. "If you give me any reason to revoke this favor, I'll do it instantly. Got it?"

They responded with affirmatives, their enthusiasm varying in intensity.

I strode past them, striving to overlook their presence as I made my way to the cockpit.

From the corner of my vision, Theresa cast a concerned glance at Anthony before hastily averting it to avoid seeming biased.

Once the cockpit door closed, I engaged the lock, then spun around to drop my pants, baring my cock to her.

Surprise didn't cross her features; instead, her face brightened briefly before she concealed it with feigned reluctance, dropping to her knees.

Her mouth enveloped my cock as she started sucking, still acting as if coerced, her efforts only half-hearted.

Yet my cock refused to stiffen, prompting her worried gaze upward.

I gave a wry smile, "I like my partners to savor the sex too, you know... Perhaps if you... Act like you're enjoying it, that could help?"

Conflict flickered across her expression, but she apparently convinced herself it was mere pretense, allowing a hint of her real emotions to surface.

She let my cock slip from her mouth, stroking it with her hand while flashing a smile. "Miss Tera~ Won't you get hard for me? I crave sucking on your thick, hard cock~"

Not pausing for an answer, she pumped my shaft while lapping at the tip, deliberately producing obscene slurping sounds.

My cock stiffened rapidly, and she ramped up her head bobbing even quicker, though reining in her zeal somewhat.

I eased back, allowing her to keep sucking until I unleashed a load of cum into her mouth.

Her eyes rolled back as she gulped down every burst of my honey eagerly, without wasting a drop.

All this while, her boyfriend labored on the far side of the door, fixing up my ship.

That reality was the last thing on her mind at the moment...

*

"You do know basic painting, don't you?" Ries scolded, glaring at Anthony who kept his head lowered, spraying the ship's wall with the machine.

I lounged against stacked boxes in the corridor corner, concealing my lower half, feigning inspection of his efforts from my spot.

Slurp~

My expression stayed composed as Theresa slurped on my cock, her body shielded by the boxes ahead.

Fortune smiled as her sucking sounds blended with the paint sprayer's noise that Anthony operated.

I observed Anthony approaching nearer, coating the walls unaware that Theresa serviced me right behind those crates.

At my climax, a moan slipped out uncontrollably, making him turn with a questioning stare.

I trembled faintly while flooding Theresa's mouth with cum, maintaining a casual facade as our eyes met.

Suspicion brewed in him, but before words formed, Ries booted the back of his knee.

"You're not here to gawk at Boss, you idiot!! Back to work!!"

Anthony yelped in shock, muttering softly before resuming the wall painting.

With his back to me now, I glanced down at Theresa devouring my cock with blissful rapture on her face.

That's quite the lewd sight...

*

"H... How's it g... going there?" Theresa inquired, forcing normalcy before the screen displaying Anthony's face.

"It's ridiculous... Just dumb tasks. You okay?"

"Ye... Yes!" she replied, too swiftly for believability.

I arched a brow but stayed silent, resuming my feast on her pussy below the video frame as she perched on the office seat's edge.

Theresa diverted from her slip by shifting topics. "Ah... How... How much longer till... it's done?"

"They figure another week or so... You sure you're fine?"

"Ah... Ah... Yeah, I think... just worn out..."

"Then rest up. Sorry you're dealing with this."

"It's... fine... I'll... take a break now..."

"Sure... Catch you soon."

"See you... Cu... Cummiiiiiiinnggggg!!!"

She cut the call just before her scream, her body convulsing in the chair from my tongue-induced orgasm.

She's a squirter, it seems...

*

"Ahhhaaannn~ Bossssss~ Your cock feels so goooooood~" Ries moaned while I thrust fiercely into her pussy.

Beside us, Theresa fingered herself frantically, struggling to witness me pounding my catgirl lover.

Today, she was barred from touching me under the guise of 'giving her a rest,' denying her my honey too.

Ries climaxed dramatically over my cock, her face twisted in pure bliss to flaunt her rapture.

Not a hard feat, given her authentic delight.

Finally, we dismissed Theresa, though she couldn't fully conceal the small puddle of her fluids left behind.

*

That very night, Theresa visited my room, the dragon girl bashfully fidgeting.

No words passed as she shed her garments and reclined on the bed, eyes dodging mine.

"Ju... Just the tip..." she whispered, parting her legs broadly.

I freed my cock, easing only the tip past her pussy lips as requested.

She moaned, legs encircling my waist to draw me deeper, only to find me immovable.

Confusion lit her gaze upward, met by my smirk. "Didn't you say just the tip?"

Regret was plain now, realizing I'd stay put.

I observed her hips grinding around the tip for satisfaction, but soon abandoning it to yank herself onto me.

My cock plunged fully into her, reaching her innermost depths.

Her head snapped back in a pleasure-filled scream, body shuddering wildly through orgasm.

I allowed her release uninterrupted, her juices squirting across my waist.

Regaining composure, I pinned her to the bed, withdrawing to the tip before slamming forward again.

Her legs clamped tighter, back bowing in ecstasy, still quivering from prior climax.

Yet I halted there after one thrust, leaving her peering up puzzled once more.

"Beg for it," I murmured.

Dawning hit her as she eyed our union.

Resistance flickered briefly—loyalty to Anthony lingering—but swiftly faded as she reached for me, face dissolving into bliss.

"Please, Miss Tera... Ruin me... Pound me with your big hard cock and drench me in your honey~"

What choice did I have but to drive my cock relentlessly in and out of her pussy, ravishing the beauty beneath me?