Reincarnated as the Only Human

Astra PoV

The soft grunts that escaped from the Madame’s lips as she hammered her hips down into mine didn’t convey enough of her exertion, because currently that spiked dildo of hers was jammed straight into my pussy and beating my womb into a sticky, painfully immaculate mess.

The clapping of our hips was louder than the grunts escaping from her, but all of that was drowned out by my loud, needy moans as I begged her to fuck me harder, wanting her to go even faster and scrape out my womb completely.

I was yearning for her to turn me into a whorish mess that looked utterly used, and she was - I believe, simply from the gleam in her cold blue eyes - rather happy to help me reach that goal since she was feeling just as good as I was.

Specifically she was smothering her face between my calves as she held my legs up in the air, letting her drop her weight down to crush my womb over and over again while those spikes tore up every single inch of my pussy.

This cold Elf even licked and kissed my legs whenever she felt the urge, which was becoming quite often as she continued to pound me senseless until eventually she felt her own orgasm coming around... and that was well after I had made a sticky, sloppy mess out of the bed thanks to me squirting everywhere like a fountain.

She was covered in my juices too by this point, yet that didn’t bother her whatsoever, and if anything she seemed to be yearning for it since she was teh one that was currently rubbing my labia while she plunged her dildo deeper into my body, trying to get as far into me as she could.

That soft, quiet grunt she let out was the only prelude I got to what was about to happen because her orgasm was funneled into the dildo and converted from ’useless’ squirting into a thick, steady stream of viscous, heavy cream that bloated my womb immediately.

Unlike most of my partners that always had to say something whenever they pumped a thick load of fertile semen into my womb, the Madame just grunted and wiggled her hips around to ensure that every single inch of my womb was coated in her seed.

The Madame even reached around and gripped my cheeks as hard as she could to ensure she was pushing that dildo as far into me as possible, but the moment she finished with her orgasm she pulled out and let it flop against my thoroughly abused loins.

It was then that she finally murmured ”That was excellent... but not enough.”, causing me to smile wryly - and a bit loosely, since most of my body was tingling and sensitive - as I was gently lowered to the bed, allowing me to see the bump formed by all of her ’cum’.

That dildo dripped a pale blue liquid onto my belly that was lukewarm, and after giving me a once over the Madame asked ”Have you ever been choked out before, Astra?”, the question cutting through the haze of ecstasy and jolting me ’awake’.

”Choked... out..? No, not really... but I would love to have you choke me, Madame!”

My earnest desire to experience everything and to do whatever this woman wanted with me made her lips curl into that sinister smile, resulting in her crawling forwards and placing her hands on the bed beside my head, letting her lean down and look me in the eye.

”You trust me that much?”

Licking my lips and enjoying the curiosity and desire in those cold blue eyes, I just nodded and waited for her to do something, and thankfully she didn’t make me wait long as she leaned down and pressed her lips against mine.

It was a gentle kiss that felt far more intimate than I think she meant, but it definitely got us both in the mood since a moment later her hand was sliding from my shoulder over to my neck; the feeling of her cool fingers slowly wrapping around my throat was euphoric, and of course... that was when she decided she wanted to talk.

”Since she is your daughter, I have to ask... what would be a suitable gift if she does allow me to impregnate her? What is it that you would want?”

That made me raise a brow since this felt like the wrong time for this sort of thing, and yet at the same time... it sort of was the best time for her to ask, and as such I pursed my lips before shrugging as I honestly said ”Whatever Kalia wants.”

”You wouldn’t want some sort of dowry..?”

”Would you prefer if I asked you to give me a bunch of valuable things for the privilege of being one of the few people my amazing daughter even considers worthy of impregnating her? Because I can. There are material things that I wouldn’t mind having. Slave contracts, or even strings that I would love for you to pull for me.”

The Madame just hummed softly and nodded before slowly placing her other hand around my throat as well, gently laying each finger in a specific spot before she started to apply some pressure, all while her dildo scraped against the entrance of my gaped and leaking pussy.

She slowly applied more and more pressure to my throat, tightening her grasp and limiting the amount of air I could drag in with each breath, all the way until she was squeezing the air out of me, causing me to gasp and stare into her eyes to help ground myself.

A few seconds passed and my vision began to swim, the inability to get enough air into my lungs already beginning to impact me, and yet... at the same time the lack of air was heightening my sensitivity, meaning that thick dildo scraping at my pussy...

When I shivered beneath her she finally relented slightly, though she did ensure I rode out that orgasm as she gradually loosened her grip, giving me what I wanted while still being considerate to a first timer.

I only got that consideration the first orgasm, because after I gulped down a few mouthfuls of air she plunged her dildo back inside of me and started rocking her hips, all while her fingers tightened once again.