Doing the same thing again would be uncreative.
Alright, then... As a professional, I'll try something a bit more extreme.
This is an act of alignment.
Gradually bringing my idea of the line that shouldn't be crossed closer to theirs—that's the kind of communication happening through the mirror.
Grabbing the elf girl by the scruff of her neck, I pulled her up and, as if showing off, ripped her clothes apart with my claws, right in front of the mirror.
"~~~~~~~~~⁉"
The elf girl gasped.
Beneath, her skin was like pure white silk.
Already stained from my bodily fluids dripping down her neck to her stomach. Her body wasn't well-built, but her breasts were nicely rounded. No pubic hair—her mound was fully exposed. The elf girl frantically covered her upper and lower privates with her hands.
A hurried instruction came in: *Don't kill her, don't injure her.*
Look closely. I only tore her clothes. Give me some perks for my role, at least. I'm so frustrated I'm about to explode.
As I held the elf girl still, the instructions stopped.
I figure the alien on the other side of the mirror isn't used to controlling the Butcher.
Some amateur is punishing this elf girl for some reason. What's the situation? Maybe I'm being used for some kind of play?
No point overthinking it.
Sighing softly, I gently laid the elf girl on the floor in front of the mirror, careful not to startle whoever was watching, and then straddled her stomach, pinning her down.
"★※! #○★◎☆‼"
The elf girl thrashed wildly, flailing her arms and legs, but with this bulk on top of her, no woman could escape. Honestly, struggling on this hard floor would only scrape her beautiful skin—better to stay still.
I firmly grabbed her flailing hands, one by one.
Then, I brought them to my erect, skyward-pointing penis, forced her to grip it, and wrapped my palms over hers.
I saw her face freeze.
Next, I pressed it against her small breasts and, keeping that position, moved her hands up and down. Now, I was forcing the pinned elf girl to masturbate me with both hands.
Her hands were slender and cold—a perfect contrast to my scorching rod. It felt pleasantly tingly.
The grotesque, reddish-black erection being stroked on her pure white chest looked striking. The tiny pink buds on either side were perfect.
She closed her eyes tightly and turned her face away, as if a gun were pressed under her chin. But the exposed, muscular neck and pointed ears only made her more enticing.
I became obsessed with making her give me a handjob.
On the elf's sacred flat chest, I scrubbed away the filth of my monstrous penis—gosh, gosh.
Squeezing out the pus from my reddish-black member—gosh, gosh.
One hand near the glans, the other near the base. Both hands serving me faithfully.
When I overpower a woman like this, I feel a slight thrill. The Butcher's body must crave it.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain at the tip.
Looking down, I saw the elf girl had bared her white teeth and bitten me. Her eyes glared sharply.
She gripped my massive penis with both hands, lowered her jaw, and pressed her delicate lips to the tip. She looked exactly like a flute player. It was almost amusing. Spirited, but pointless. If you want to bite my penis off, bring a great white shark.
Actually, by doing this, she's practically dropped her guard.
Without hesitation, I unleashed the prepared, boiling white liquid.
Since she was biting me, she ended up catching it squarely on her upper palate.
Stars flashed in the elf girl's wet eyes.
"Gah—! Ehhah—"
She turned her face away and closed her mouth, but it was too late. She coughed, spitting my thick semen onto the floor.
Meanwhile, my ejaculation didn't stop, so my filthy bodily fluid kept flowing into her mouth.
"Cough… hack… hack…"
Thanks to that, the elf girl was nearly drowning in my semen.
She should've just stayed still. Such a klutz.
Still, the Butcher's handjob lesson wasn't over. Ignoring her struggles, I made her keep serving me, shooting twice more—once on her neck, once on her chest. Her small, modest nipples were now completely obscured by my white liquid.
By the end, her resistance weakened, and she quietly stroked my penis.
I think she's understood that she can't defy the Butcher, the beast.
Seeing tears fall from the corners of her eyes, I finished with one last facial, then finally released her hands and stood up. I savored the dark satisfaction of having forced an elf into submission.
No further instructions came.
But personally, I felt something was missing.
This was just public masturbation.
I wish there was something more…
Then, an idea struck me.
I moved to her limp crotch.
Kneeling, I lifted both her legs and, without warning, thrust my penis between her thighs.
A strong sense of shock came from the other side of the mirror.
Surprised, huh? But it's okay. It's just a dry hump.
I made sure the mirror showed my slick, white-coated penis protruding from between her legs.
No orders to stop. Still okay, apparently. They're definitely crazy.
Holding her legs up, I pressed the vein on the underside of my penis against her hidden folds and thrust my hips wildly.
The elf girl's face contorted, her brows furrowed, but I didn't miss the rhythm gradually entering her breath.
"…Fu… fu… fu… fu… fu…"
Even if it's a dry hump, my semen was acting as lubricant, continuously stimulating her clitoris. She must've felt some pleasure.
"Mmm."
I didn't miss the moment her lust overcame her pride and shame.
She bit her lower lip. Her fragile sanity was visible.
Her navel, though—it was something else. The little shadow peeking out between my thrusts—that spot was perfect.
Pressing the underside of my glans against her white stomach, I used her smooth lower abdomen for my final sprint. The pleasure surging from my buttocks I released with a burst, pressing it into her navel.
Throb. Gush, gush. A white torrent, unleashed.
Soon, a mystical white pool formed there.
She twisted her body, trying to escape, but I wouldn't let her. Firmly holding her legs, I immobilized her.
Her beautiful elf body was my canvas for this masterpiece. I had to admire it slowly.
The pool formed rivers, eventually overflowing. A great flood.
After a while, when I grew bored, I wiped my semen-covered penis on her thighs and released her.
"Uuuu… Waaa… Uuuu…"
Now completely covered in semen, the elf girl was sobbing uncontrollably.
Mission complete.
But… how far is this allowed to go?
A small curiosity stirred in my chest.