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🕑 Added 2025-07-26 22:43:58 +0000 UTCEP.195 [Eugene Schneider Joyfully Ravishes the Virgin-Blood-Slicked, Oiled Pussy of the Elf Princess.♥]
“No, Mother. I don’t want to meet that person.”
On the island of Symphonia, in the elf kingdom of Symphonia, Princess Priscilla was refusing the suggestion of her mother, Queen Sylvia.
“Serpico is truly an excellent elf, Priscilla. He was born in Symphonia but, being adventurous, has had many experiences. He could bond with you and grow into your eternal mate.”
This was a suggestion about a mate. Now that her daughter was of age, Sylvia was trying to introduce her to a suitable partner.
“I don’t want to meet my mate that way. I want it to be dramatic, meaningful, something that makes my heart race.”
Priscilla’s rejection was rather mechanical. She’d received and refused such suggestions many times before reaching marriageable age. As the legitimate heir and a beauty, many noble elves desired her, but Priscilla turned down every proposal.
“Hm... It must be my fault, Priscilla...”
Sylvia blamed herself for her daughter’s cold refusals. Elves are known for being picky, but Priscilla was especially so. While most elves could bond and grow close quickly, Priscilla could not. Watching this, Sylvia concluded it was her own doing.
“When you were young and said you liked it, I told you too many stories about the continent and adventures... I think I twisted your fantasies about a mate, my dear...”
Priscilla had an adventurous spirit. Sylvia, finding this trait cute, told her many stories about the world outside Symphonia Island from a young age. Perhaps because of this, Priscilla developed unusual tastes and little interest in elves from her own island. Sylvia thought her daughter was obsessed with things outside the island.
“That’s not true, Mother! I am a noble elf princess! How could I avoid marriage because of something so vulgar and rootless from the outside world?”
If Priscilla could admit this to herself, she might find a solution, but she refused to acknowledge it, making things more complicated.
She had her reasons:
‘How could I be interested in a world where people mate like animals, shamelessly and without embarrassment! Mother, you don’t know your daughter at all!!’
After witnessing demonic sex, Priscilla developed a strong defense mechanism. Her curiosity and longing for the outside world led her to visit an elf village on the other side of the kingdom, hoping to see demons herself. There, as a young adult, she witnessed a demon couple having sex in a cage-a shocking experience that denied all her notions of nobility, morality, and modesty. Seeing non-mates having sex triggered her elven defense mechanism to the core.
‘But that doesn’t mean I like this boring life on Elf Island...’
As a result, Priscilla’s heart was full of contradictions. She couldn’t let go of her longing and dopamine for the outside world, but her defense mechanism wouldn’t let her admit it. That was her inner conflict.
‘Eugene! He’s mating with the captain just like that demon couple!’
In this state, Priscilla witnessed Eugene’s beastly sex with Jeanne, who had demon blood.
‘He’s thrusting into her like putting his hand in a pocket! Squeezing her breasts like he’s going to burst them! Thrusting his hips like a rutting dog!’
Since coming to Pangaea, she’d seen many mercenaries having sex, but Eugene’s was on another level-his physique was beyond even that of demons, and he truly mated like a demon. This brought back the trauma of her youth.
But then-
‘They’re doing it again! Those beasts are at it again, devouring and sucking and thrusting into each other!’
She kept watching. Disgusted, shocked, cursing and denouncing them-yet she kept spying on Eugene and Jeanne’s sex.
“Hnnngh! Haaah! He’s inside me! He’s inside me...! My mate’s huge cock, mixed with demon blood...! Hnnngh! He’s thrusting into me like a beast! Haaah!”
Twitch! Twitch! Flinch! Tingle! Twitch! Twitch! Twitch!
Squelch...! Squelch...! Thrust...! Squelch...! Thrust...! Squish...! Squelch...! Squelch...!
Now, she was directly experiencing that beastly pounding herself.
“That’s right, Priscilla. A cock even bigger and thicker than a demon’s is ravishing and thrusting into our noble elf princess’s refined pussy.”
Thrust...! Squelch...! Thrust...! Squish...! Thrust...! Squelch...! Squelch...!
Eugene matched Priscilla’s unusual reactions, delivering relentless thrusts to her pussy.
‘Sexual pleasure really is mysterious...’
Smirk...!
Eugene smiled, understanding Priscilla’s confused mental state perfectly.
‘Defense mechanisms and pleasure are just a hair apart. The best anesthetic for pain is pleasure. Priscilla’s unconscious chose that.’
People with deep trauma sometimes twist pain into pleasure to protect themselves. Priscilla was the same. Shocked by the demon couple’s sex, she couldn’t give up her dopamine for the outside world, so her brain adopted a perverse mechanism, turning disgust into pleasure.
‘Of course, it wasn’t just that. My sex with Jeanne was incredible, and my camaraderie with Priscilla reached her. A noble elf princess wouldn’t be reduced to this just by pleasure alone. She kept her virginity for nearly 200 years. It was my genuine care and affection, along with my sex appeal and Jeanne’s constant climaxes, that disarmed her.’
“Our elf princess spread her legs for a demon hybrid. Thanks to that, I get to enjoy and savor this incredible elf pussy.”
Rub! Rub! Rub! Squeeze! Squeeze! Rub!
Thrust! Squelch! Squelch! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Squish! Thrust!
With his assessment complete, Eugene showed no mercy. He was an immoral male, a harem man. Once sex started, he had no shame and had to give his partner full satisfaction.
With rapid thrusts, Eugene also fondled Priscilla’s upper pussy, exposing just how lewd her current state was.
“Hnnngh! Haaah! Hnnngh! No! That’s not it! Hnnngh! I spread my legs for my mate! Hnnngh! Not for a demon! Hnnngh!”
Shake! Shake! Shake!
Triggered by her defense mechanism, Priscilla shook her head desperately, denying Eugene’s words. Moments ago, she called him her demon-blooded mate, but now she switched to moaning shamelessly while protesting.
“Haaah...! It’s too much...! Why is it so intense! Hnnngh! I’m a noble elf princess! I dreamed of pure love with my mate...! Haaah...!”
She needed her twisted pleasure points to be stimulated. Even if she accepted it herself, having someone else point it out meant she had to deny it-this contradiction made her pleasure go wild.
“What did you think of the demon man’s sex you saw, Priscilla? Was it as thick as my cock? Jeanne told me about it. Tell me-did you secretly wish you were the one being pounded by that cock, even as you hated it?”
Thrust! Thrust! Squish! Thrust! Squelch! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
“Hnnngh! Haaah! Hnnngh! Hnnngh! Deny it! You’re too immoral, Eugene! My mate is more immoral than I ever imagined! Hnnngh! Haaah!”
Eugene, knowing this perverse psychology well, didn’t argue. He just dug in deeper, because this kind of twisted psyche only responds more to being seen through.
As expected, Priscilla reacted intensely to Eugene’s skilled teasing. Strong denial and scolding were actually clear signs of affirmation.
“Hnnngh! My mate’s is even bigger and stronger! Hnnngh! And you look at me with such sweet eyes...! Hnnngh! You thrust with that incredibly handsome face...! Hnnngh! Haaah! Hnnngh!”
But, as a pure-hearted elf, Priscilla’s pride in her mate was immense. She wanted to make it clear-Eugene was even more masculine and handsome than the demon she’d seen.
“What, Priscilla! So you really thought that about my looks? Hiding those feelings and acting so cold toward me? You’re so cheeky!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Squelch! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Squish! Thrust!
“Hnnngh! Hnnngh! Hnnngh! No! No, that’s not it! Hnnngh! Haaah!”
Priscilla’s display was both pure and mischievous-pretending to correct the facts, boosting Eugene’s pride as a man, and acting cute.
Eugene, truly enjoying the contrast, pounded her noble elf pussy even harder.
“Priscilla needs to be punished! Such a naughty elf. I’ll punish you with my cock! With a cock even bigger than that demon’s!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Thrust!♥ Thrust!♥ Thrust!♥ Thrust!♥ Squelch!♥ Thrust!♥
“Hahh! Hnnngh! Hnnngh! Hnnngh! Hnnngh! Haaah!”
Eugene’s punishment wasn’t just scolding-it was true discipline by cock. He thrust passionately, bombarding Priscilla’s alluring, noble pussy.
