Butcher Demon

Chapter 12: Butcher punishment style

What is this? Isn’t this too coward?

It’s like cheating a rock-paper-scissors by waiting to see one’s opponent’s move first.

I’m getting a little frustrated. This is not ok.

I know you’re probably giving me instructions from behind a mirror, but you know that you’re doing it with the Butcher? If you frustrate me too much, I’ll go berserk.

In fact, the prey I’ve just captured in my arms looks delicious.

She’s very good-looking, her body is thin but supple. Her hair is especially beautiful. It doesn’t look like the hair of a living creature. It’s like fine linen itself. She is like a man-made object with the scent of a woman.

She’s definitely a hand-picked gem. I want to eat her hair while bumping her pubic bone.

I wonder what an elf’s vagina feels like. Come to think of it, I’ve never had an alien woman in my life.

As the thought crossed my mind, the blood flow naturally converged on my cock, which began to grow aggressively.

The hot, grotesquely huge cock then began to rub up and down her thighs, hips, and armpits.

The elf girl, lured by the sensation, looks down.

And the award of “scared face of the day” goes to…..

…… Oh, I knew this would work better.

I had an idea that sparked in my head.

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It was the enlightenment that led me to my master in the punishing brain-delusional Zen I had just experienced.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the elf girl’s mouth and nose. Her sweat tasted like flower honey.

–Don’t fuck her. Don’t rape her. Don’t rape her. Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t do it! Don’t do it! Don’t rape! Don’t do it.

I could feel the impatience behind the mirror from the hurriedly increasing series of commands.

That’s kind of interesting. I wonder what kind of relationship the person on the other side of the mirror has with this elf girl.

Yes, yes. I’m not going to hurt you. I won’t hurt you.

So I’m going to pollute her.

I took the reluctant elf girl in my arms and moved her in front of the mirror. Then I lowered her to the floor and sat her down with her back facing the mirror.

Then my reddish-black butcher lance was right in front of the elf girl, and she was looking up at it with her gaping mouth.

You should keep your eyes closed.

I grabbed the elf girl’s head and pinned her in place, polishing the Mara Rod as I showed it to her.

She stared blankly at it, seemingly unaware of what was going on.

It was hard to masturbate while staring at myself in the mirror, so I decided to look at the elf girl’s face instead.

She really does have a beautiful face. But she must still be young because I can see the youthfulness in her face. When I thought about how this face would be distorted from now on, I felt a shiver run up my spine.

I was showered with flames earlier. In return, I’ll shower you with hot white magma.

My throat rumbled with gululu ……. sounds.

Immediately afterward, I pointed the tip of my butcher lance at the elf girl’s nose and proceeded to spray her pearly face with a cum shot that was as beautiful as she was.

“!?”

She shuddered for a moment, her long ears quivering, and then she closed her eyes and mouth. That was a close call.

The amount of cum I spit out was tremendous. I was impressed myself.

Her beauty was being contaminated by the mess.

While adjusting the position of my penis, I applied the white paint all over the elf girl’s mouth, nose, eyelids, and forehead. I rubbed it on the sides of her nose with my glans like a sperm plasterer.

I think I continued to cum for almost 20 seconds. When the first wave of lust subsided, I let out a small groan and forced the elf girl’s face to look up.

She was gripped by my rigid arms around her skull, and with her eyes and mouth tightly closed, she could do nothing.

I could see my cum sloshing down and pouring into her chest through the gap in her clothes. My white juices were dripping down her beautiful flaxen hair.

…… I like this. This is fantastic.

I am having a lot of fun.

I forced the elf girl to turn towards the mirror.

The mirror was also splattered with white slime, and I could see her cruel face and my butcher’s lance, which had stained it side by side. It was like a beheading inspection. The head that I chopped and the weapon that I used.

“…… Puha.” The elf girl puffed out a white foam from her mouth.

There were no orders to stop. Not even an order to abort. The instructions had stopped just a moment ago. It seems that this is fine.

Then, I pick up the elf girl’s hair in a clump and hold it up.

This had been nagging at me for a while now.

I roughly twisted the shiny strands of hair around my meat stick and started masturbating with it for round two.

The masturbation went well. As expected, her hair was very delicate and smooth but had a nice firmness to it that gave my son a nice jolting pleasure that was different from rubbing against a woman’s mucous membrane.

“……!”

The elf girl had wiped her face and finally, she opened her eyes.

She froze at the sight of her own face in the mirror, and then at the sight of my raging cock being squeezed up next to her, and then at the sight of her own hair tangled up with it.

The elf girl’s face distorted into a wrinkled mess, like a child’s crying face.

Her hair was fully covered with my cum. It was now nothing but a bunch of disgusting fibers. The divine elven glow that had accompanied her earlier was gone.

The only sound in the prison was the unpleasant sloshing sound.

I speed up my hand movements a little to let her know that I am going to cum.

But she doesn’t seem to understand and still won’t close her eyes. I guess she doesn’t have any experience?

Well, we have recovery magic, so whatever.

I had my second orgasm in the fullness of time. This time, my target was her ear.

She tried to turn her face away as the hot torrent hit her from the side, but my grip on her head prevented her from moving at all. She tried to turn her face away, but my grip on her head pricked My hot fluid trickles down her cheek and into her mouth. I made sure to spray the back of her head, her hair, and the nape of her neck.

I guess it got into her mouth a little bit, and the elf girl pursed her thin lips and tried to spit out my semen with a floppy tongue.

But it ended up being a bad idea, as my sticky cum got extra tangled in her pink tongue and invaded her mouth in reverse. she was so confused however she didn’t stop, which not only was pointless but rather counterproductive.

The whole process must have been fully visible in the mirror from the other side.

What do you think of this actor’s performance? This is the Butcher’s way of punishing. I tried to make sure that the person on the other side of the mirror would be satisfied. I think you can see how well I’ve punished her.

The instructions remain stationary. It seems to be OK now.

As the person who did this, I can’t help but think that the aliens who approve of this as punishment must be crazy.

I carefully wiped my son with the elf girl’s hair and finally let go of her head.

Then there was a voice that reached me as if I remembered.

–punish her. punish her. punish her.

Oh, you are still going to punish her? I’m pretty sure it was a traumatic experience already.

I can’t imagine a worse humiliation than this. I think it was worse than most punishments.

I mean, how bad could it be?