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Countryside Mafia Rehabilitation Diary 31

Now, even without loosening him up much, Ruben’s hole accepts my fingers like it’s familiar with them. The soft mucous membrane welcomes my fingers, sucking them in, and Ruben’s white marble-like skin flushes a vivid red. Ah, I really did well to come in pajamas. I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself over Ruben.

“Hik, ah, not yet—”

“Ah, I know…”

When I pulled my fingers out to remove my outer clothes, Ruben’s legs wrapped around my waist and pulled me in. My heart raced helplessly at the sight—surely because I’m an idiot and a fool. Even knowing that in his mind he’s probably imagining beating me to a pulp.

“Aah, huk, more, more—”

Ruben’s hole has now become completely accustomed to sex. Unlike before, it gets wet easily and opens up easily without needing to be licked and loosened for a long time. As I pushed my fingers into Ruben’s hole and pressed firmly against his inner walls while pumping in and out, Ruben threw his head back and moaned. Feeling his breathing quicken and the love fluid seeping from his already wet inner walls, I lowered my head toward Ruben.

“Uu, uung…”

When I kissed him, Ruben moaned without resistance. Rather, he actively opened his mouth, sucked on my tongue, and wrapped his hands around my back. Of course, all of this is due to hypnosis. Because I made him accustomed to sex with me, his body naturally responds to me even without explicit commands. Even knowing this, the contact that felt as if there was affection made my vision hazy. I love this demon so unbearably much.

“Ru, Ruben, Ruben…”

I called his name desperately as I completely pulled down his pants. Ruben’s member, fully erect just from having his hole touched, is as cute as the day I first saw it. When I placed my ugly cock on top of his pink, straight, almost smooth member that looked delicious enough to eat, the contrast made my lust boil over.

“Huuk, uk, you, you bastard, do, do it properly…?”

When I slowly rubbed my cock against Ruben’s member, he raised his hips and complained resentfully, as if impatient. When I lowered my hips and rubbed my glans against the entrance of his softly loosened hole, only then did Ruben smile with a sadistic, but in this situation only coquettish, expression.

“Ri, right, li, like that… Eh…”

I folded Ruben’s body and slowly inserted my member. A seamless pleasure enveloped me like being submerged in warm water. No matter how many times we do it, Ruben’s pussy clings to my dick like a living creature and gives me pleasure I’ve never felt in my life. I too want to please Ruben, who makes me so happy.

“Ah, uh, uuk, go, good…”

I slowly insert, aiming for the back of Ruben’s womb. Ruben is very sensitive. But what I could confirm through repeated sex was that his erogenous zone is deep inside. It might be due to suggestion, but it could be called innate. His erogenous zone was deep, but Ruben was extremely sensitive.

“Hiit…”

His body, accustomed to sex, now makes Ruben moan even at the sensation of an unfamiliar foreign object invading. With our bodies completely overlapped and without pulling out my member, I rubbed deep inside warmly, and Ruben squeezed his eyes shut and opened his mouth.

“Ruben, Ruben…”

“Uuung…”

I sucked on Ruben’s pink tongue that slightly protruded and interlaced our fingers. Normally he would never hold hands with me, but when feeling pleasure, perhaps wanting to cling to anything, strength entered Ruben’s hands. Holding hands with me in a pose exactly like lovers, Ruben trembled all over and reached climax.

“Ha, haat, Ruben…”

I like the expression Ruben makes after gentle sex. That sweet expression like he’s melting, those teary eyes—it makes it look as if Ruben really wanted to have sex with me.

“Ruben, Ruben… Does it, feel good…?”

“Huuk, uh, uung…”

When I asked while stroking his hair, Ruben made a sound that could be either a moan or an answer and blinked his eyes slowly. Good. You feel good. Ruben, satisfied with sex with me, is lovable. That’s why I want to torment him more.

“Just a little… Just a little more, let’s do… something that feels, good…”

Muttering words I myself don’t know whether I’m saying to Ruben or talking to myself, I pressed down on his thighs. As the insertion deepened, churning through the membrane that had just climaxed, Ruben opened his mouth as if to protest, but I too was urgent. The more I see Ruben’s cute appearance, the more I can’t control myself.

“Ah, aah…!”

I readjusted my hold on Ruben’s body and began moving my hips. Not like before—not those soothing, gentle, slow movements. This time, with the thought of completely conquering Ruben’s womb, I moved my body with all my might.

“Keu, ah, ah-eu, ah, no, ah, no…!”

Perhaps because the suggestion’s influence remains, Ruben got excited easily even with rough sex. Fear crept into those pretty eyes that had been languidly half-closed. He must be afraid of excessive pleasure.

“What, you, can’t, hm? What can’t you do, Ruben…!”

“I, it’s strange, i, it’s strange, ah, keuuk, ah…!”

When I deliberately made the insertion deep and moved my body roughly as if to pierce through Ruben’s cervix, he widened his eyes and stretched out his legs straight. The sensation of love fluid spurting out from the seamlessly joined connection—I’m familiar with that now too.

“You said, you’d punish me, right? Th, this much, huk, you should endure this much, since you’re the, boss…!”

“Keuuuk…”

The word ‘boss’ seems to have some influence on Ruben even while under hypnosis. Perhaps realizing that he is none other than the mafia who rules an island, Ruben seemed to struggle desperately to compose his utterly melted expression. He tried his best to open his eyes straight, which had almost rolled back, and closed his completely slack, open mouth to grit his teeth.

“Hat, ha, cu, cute…!”

But the moment he’s pierced with a dick, such an expression just looks cute like a child throwing a tantrum. I want to spoil a cute child even more. When I pinched and stimulated his cute nipples, shining obscenely in red as if asking to be touched, Ruben quickly threw his head back again and squirted a fountain from between his legs.

“Cute, cute, Ruben…!”

“Keuuk, ak, hak, uueu, aeu…!”

“So, so cute, cute, lovely…”

I muttered while holding Ruben’s head. I don’t know since I’ve never had sex with anyone else, but Ruben seemed especially sensitive. Even at the male brothel I used to manage, there wasn’t an omega who enjoyed sex this much. Of course, there’s the influence of suggestion, but Ruben as an omega was as perfect as Ruben as a boss.

“Lovely, Ruben, Ruben, Ruben…”

“Hik, ak, sto, stop, ah, aheuk…!”

I pressed down heavily on his body and whispered in his ear. Ruben’s body now seemed perfectly fitted to mine—when we overlapped without any hindrance, I could feel my member reaching perfectly to the end of his womb. As the wetly soaked membrane sucked in my member, the familiar pleasure swept down the nape of my neck.

“Ha, aah…”

I bit Ruben’s ear lightly and let out a deep breath. I can feel my semen flowing into Ruben’s inner walls. I buried my nose in Ruben’s nape and breathed in. A scent like sweet fruit, or like fresh honey.

Among omegas, there are cases where pheromones change when pregnant—what kind of scent would Ruben have? There were times when Ruben said I smell like a beast—what if it changed to that kind of smell? Even so, to me Ruben would always be lovely.

‘…’

I still find this person lovely. No matter how vicious a demon his essence is, I can’t help the affection that springs up. It’s truly sad. I thought I had regained control over myself through hypnosis, but it seems emotions aren’t something I can control.

‘…I want to, be lovers…’

I don’t just want this person’s body. I don’t want to be hated by him forever, or to torment him for life. I want to be loved by this person.

Even if the trigger is hypnosis, I want to receive the love of the true Ruben Rikov. Not just him opening his body to me because of hypnosis, but I want to hear what kind of gaze he gives to someone he truly loves, what kind of voice he laughs with, what kind of dates he goes on, when he wants to hold hands, and what he whispers.

“…Ruben…”

“…”

“What on earth… should I do with you…?”

I muttered while lightly touching the tip of Ruben’s nose as he had already fallen asleep as if fainting. It would have been easier if I only wanted his body. It’s frustrating that my heart doesn’t do as I wish. But tomorrow’s worries are for tomorrow. For today, first I need to put the sheets soaked with love fluid and semen into the washing machine before Ruben wakes up.

Countryside Mafia Rehabilitation Diary

Countryside Mafia Rehabilitation Diary

Status: Ongoing Released: 2 Free Chapter Every Saturday
A ruthless and brutal mafia boss who has seized control of Saint Sophia, a small island in England—Ruben Rikov. Handsome, tall, a graduate of a prestigious university, and better at fighting than anyone else. Knowing how exceptional he is, he has lived his life looking down on others all the more. Compared to Ruben Rikov, everything in the world is an inferior version, an inferior species, trash, garbage! His only weakness is insomnia. He'll do anything to cure his insomnia. Aside from the fact that his insomnia won't be cured, there had been no problems until now. That is, until his subordinate Elbek attempted hypnosis...

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