[Activating Skill ‘Touch of Attunement (Lv. 2).’]
With one hand kneading the back of her neck, I activated the skill. I forcibly relaxed her pharyngeal constrictor muscles and pushed in deep, all the way to the root. At the stimulation pounding past her uvula and against the entrance to her esophagus, her body jerked upward as though seized by convulsions.
“Khk…! Ah, ahh….”
The pain-stricken look on her face gradually eased. Swallowing became much smoother, and I even felt a depraved thrill—as though her tightly constricted throat were being reshaped to fit the outline of my cock.
“That’s right, Frederica. Very good. Take it just like that.”
“Mmm, nghh! Slurp…!”
Enjoying the way her throat constricted around me, I continued the rough irrumatio.
Thud, thud!
“Eugh, ngh! Nghhh…!”
The corners of Frederica’s eyes trembled. At the moment when a gag should have risen in her throat, an electrifying signal struck her brain. The suffocating sensation that should have been painful was transformed into a strange sense of fullness.
Unable to do anything, she could only accept the sensation. She was treated as nothing more than a tool for taking a man’s desire.
“You look like you’re about to come.”
I held the back of her neck firmly in place.
“Don’t let a single drop spill. You brought this on yourself.”
“Eeh?! Ngh, nghhh!”
Her eyes flew wide, but I did not retreat. I thrust my hips in all the way.
“Ghhk…!”
[Bonus Skill ‘Fragrant Semen’ has been applied.]
Brrrgggh—!
A tremendous quantity of semen poured into her throat.
“Ngh, nghhh!!! Gulp, khk!”
Frederica’s body flailed. She choked and gasped for breath, but with her throat caught in my hand, she could neither spit it out nor cough it up. She was forced to swallow it past her throat.
Gulp, gulp….
The hot, viscous liquid traveled down her esophagus and filled her stomach. Her eyes rolled back.
After ejaculating for quite some time, I slowly pulled my hips back.
Pop.
With an embarrassing sound, my cock slipped from her mouth. The milky fluid she had been unable to swallow stretched in long, stringy threads from the corners of her lips.
“Haa… haa….”
Frederica collapsed onto the floor and began breathing heavily. Her chin and the front of her uniform were a complete mess, stained white.
“Cough! Khk! Ngh….”
She tried to spit out the residue remaining in her mouth, her face twisted in anticipation of the foul fishy odor and bitter taste.
But then—
“…Huh?”
Frederica’s expression changed strangely.
She cautiously stuck out her tongue and licked the liquid around her lips. Then she blinked blankly.
[Skill ‘Fragrant Semen’ is active.]
[The target experiences a sweet flavor instead of disgust.]
“What is… this…?”
It was certainly a man’s semen.
Yet there was no repulsive scent of night-blooming flowers, nor any fishy odor.
“…It’s sweet.”
Without realizing it, Frederica licked up the semen remaining on her lips.
“Seems you find the taste agreeable. Don’t leave any behind. Lick it all up.”
I spoke calmly as I zipped up my trousers. With a dazed expression, Frederica used her tongue to lick up and swallow even the last drop clinging to the corners of her mouth.
Smack, slurp.
The sounds of her craving my semen filled the silent office.
*
Rumble… vroom….
The next morning.
The sound of Tank No. 101 starting up rang across the parade ground.
The engine that had still been making metallic noises only yesterday now purred softly, like a contented cat. The minute play and rattling noises that even the Empire’s finest technicians had given up on had vanished as though they had never existed.
“There, there, good girl…. That’s right. All the places that hurt are healed now, aren’t they?”
Frederica murmured as she rubbed her cheek against the cold armor plating of Tank No. 101.
“I’m so glad… you came back to me.”
She gave a bitter smile and touched her lips.
It seemed as though the lingering aftertaste of that sweet yet faintly fishy flavor still remained in her mouth. It had been shameful and depraved, but the communion she had regained with this perfect machine in exchange was something she could not trade for anything.
“Looks like you’re satisfied, Major.”
At the voice from behind her, Frederica whirled around in surprise.
“C-Colonel…!”
“You’re practically courting the tank. I’m almost jealous.”
“D-Did you hear that?!”
Frederica’s face flushed red as a radish. She hurriedly straightened herself, clearing her throat.
“I-It was nothing… I was just checking its condition. The engine sounds so… perfect.”
“Then that’s fortunate. It seems my technician’s hard work through the night paid off.”
I smiled meaningfully.
“Was the transaction satisfactory?”
“……”
Frederica kept her mouth shut for a moment, then gave a small nod.
“…I won’t deny it. It was the finest maintenance in the Empire. I would entrust it to you even if I had to empty my entire fortune.”
“Then that’s a relief.”
I naturally stepped up onto the tank’s tracks.
“Get in.”
“Pardon? Now?”
“We should take it for a test drive. Since you’re satisfied, I’ve become curious about its performance as well.”
I opened the hatch and looked down at her.
“Just the two of us. An intimate little outing.”
There was no way Frederica could miss the implication in those words. Her heart began to pound.
“…Understood. I’ll board.”
Rumble-rumble-rumble—
Tank No. 101 moved forward as smoothly as though it were gliding across ice. Even as it raced across the field, the vibrations transmitted into the hull were no more than the pleasant sensation of a massage chair.
“How is it, Major?”
I asked, leaning at an angle against the loader’s seat.
“…Perfect.”
“That’s good to hear.”
I chuckled and reached out. Because of the cramped space, my hand naturally came to rest on her thigh.
“But it would be troublesome if only the machine were perfect. The condition of its occupant should match it.”
“Ah…!”
Frederica flinched. My palm was gliding up the inner side of her thigh, traveling over sensitive flesh.
“C-Colonel. We’re moving right now….”
Her voice trailed off as she anxiously glanced around.
The gunner’s seat was empty. There was no need for everyone to board during a test drive.
The driver was in the hull, but with the partition between us and the engine noise besides, there was no way he could know what was happening here.
In other words, the turret where Frederica and I sat was practically a sealed chamber.
Her gaze darted between my hand, her thigh, and my crotch.
‘Analyze status.’
[Name: Frederica von Kessel]
[Status: Enraptured by the perfect sound of Tank No. 101’s operation; hesitating over whether she should thank Max Jaeger.]
Her hesitation did not last long.
She had been standing in the commander’s position, but soon climbed down to the loader’s seat. Since all the shells had been removed, there was barely enough room.
She folded herself down and knelt between my legs.
“Are you planning to soil your uniform like last time, Major? Imperial military clothing isn’t cheap, you know.”
“…I’ll take it off.”
With trembling hands, she undid the buttons of her tunic. Amid the humming vibrations of the engine, her clothes fell to the floor one by one.
Her pale naked body emerged beneath her ash-gray bob. Between the smell of oil and the cold steel walls, her skin looked especially white and soft. Unlike her youthful face, her full breasts rose prominently, swaying faintly in time with the engine’s vibration.
I leaned back leisurely and slowly ran my gaze down her naked body.
‘Analyze status.’
[Name: Frederica von Kessel]
[Emotion: Shame, humiliation, faint arousal.]
Her breasts were astonishingly large for her slender frame, and her nipples stood stiff in the cold air inside the turret.
A full pelvis contrasting with her narrow waist, and, between her spread thighs as she knelt, the secret grove was plainly visible.
“Colonel… If you keep staring at me like that….”
“What’s the matter, Major? Just like the tank you so carefully cleaned and tightened, this body seems to have been maintained quite splendidly as well.”
I reached down with both hands and took her breasts in their entirety. Their abundant fullness filled my palms.
“Ah…!”
Each time I kneaded them roughly, her breasts warped in obscene shapes. The imprint of my hands bloomed red across her white skin.
“Haa, haa… Colonel… You’re being too rough….”
‘Touch of Attunement.’
[Activating Skill ‘Touch of Attunement (Lv. 2).’]
[Granting the target mild pleasure.]
“Nghh…?!”
I deliberately teased her, caressing her breasts. When I pinched and twisted her stiff pink nipples, Frederica shook her head in shame. Her buttocks twitched.
“Ah! Ahh! Mmm…!”
Unable to hold back any longer, I roughly caught her chin and lifted it.
“Hmph!”
I covered her startled lips with my own.
“Mmm, ngh…!”
Frederica’s body jerked. In the cramped turret, her pale naked body pressed against my uniform. I parted her lips and slipped in my tongue, sweeping through her saliva.
Her response was clumsy. Her tongue tried to flee, but when mine persistently entwined with it, her strength soon left her and she began to submit.
“Slurp, smack… haa….”
When our lips parted, a silvery strand stretched between us. Her eyes were already half unfocused.
“Yesterday, I forced you to do it. Today, try it of your own will, Major.”
I settled deep into the seat and spread my legs. My already violently erect member brushed the tip of her nose.
“If you want to keep this tank in good condition, that is.”
“…What do you mean?”
Frederica swallowed audibly.
“Are you saying… you’ll let me make use of that technician periodically from now on?”
“That’s right.”
I answered briefly. Frederica looked back and forth between my erection and my face. Desire and shame warred within her. In the end, she slowly lowered her head.
Her small hand wrapped around my shaft.
“I’ll do it…. Please let me.”
She cautiously opened her mouth and took my glans between her lips.
“Slurp….”
The sensation was warm and wet. She was a little bolder than yesterday. She lightly licked the urethral opening with the tip of her tongue, then lowered her head deeply, as though trying to swallow me all the way to the root.
“Mmph, nghh… slurp, shluuurp….”
“That’s right. Open your throat. I taught you yesterday.”
I held the back of her head and slowly set the pace. She had a fair amount of suction, drawing me in until her cheeks hollowed.
But it was still insufficient. There was still a hard stop at the entrance to her throat.
“Khk! Ngh…!”
She squeezed her eyes shut and gagged. A physiological rejection. But I had no intention of showing mercy.
I grabbed her hair and thrust my hips forward.
‘Touch of Attunement.’
[Relaxing the target’s throat muscles.]
“Uuugh?! Ghhk…!”
“That’s right. Good girl. It’s opening.”
As the skill unraveled the rigidity in her muscles, her tightly constricted esophagus was forced open and accepted my glans.
Crack.
The sensation of forcing my way through the narrow passage sent a depraved thrill racing up my spine, as though her internal organs were being pressed into the shape of my member.
“Khk, cough! Hnnng…!”
Tears streamed from the corners of Frederica’s eyes. Though she furrowed her brow as if in pain, she clung tightly to my thighs and did not let go.
A struggle between the instinct to push me away and the sense of duty that demanded she accept me.
“Deeper. Let it reach the root.”
Thud, thud, thud!
I increased the pace. Gripping the back of her head, I thrust mercilessly into her throat, rocking her head back and forth.
“Ngh, nghk! Uck! Slurrrp…!”
“Can you hear it, Major? This sound.”
Squish, squish. Slurp.
The explicit noises mixed with the roar of the engine and reverberated through the cramped turret.
“Sounds like machinery meshing together. Very lewd machinery.”
“Uuugh…! Mmm…!”
At my mocking words, Frederica’s throat constricted even more tightly. She desperately rolled her tongue and sucked at the inside of her mouth, trying to maximize the pleasure.
[Status: Trying to finish as quickly as possible by any means.]
“Haa… slurp! Smack!”
Before I knew it, she was moving her head to my rhythm on her own. The expression of pain had vanished, replaced by one of complete absorption.
Sensing that this was enough, I released the hand gripping her hair. Then I slipped both arms beneath her armpits and lifted her in a single motion.
“Eek?!”
Her light body rose into the air. I turned her around and bent her over the corner of the ammunition rack beside the commander’s seat.
“C-Colonel…?”
Her upper body was lowered, while only her white buttocks were raised high toward me. The most defenseless and humiliating position.
Between her thighs, spread wide apart, her pale flesh and tightly closed pink petals were exposed in full view.