F-Rank Puppeteer!! But I'll be Queen, and I'm not a narcissist!!!!! Chapter 150: Sexual Frustration (R-18)

Drunk Evelyn just stares at for a mont, as if what I said was a lie, but soon she starts taking off her clothes and tossing them aside, leaving only her thigh-high socks that squeeze her thighs nicely.

’...’ I have to admit, the sight really does make my heart beat faster. She’s undeniably beautiful, and I no longer deny that I love her, so I can feast my eyes on this view.

"Evelyn, why did you choose to keep your socks on?" I ask, curious why she took everything off except the socks.

"What socks?" She tilts her head, confused, putting a finger to her lips, which makes her look even cuter.

"...Ah, right. That makes more sense... forget it." She doesn’t even realize she’s wearing socks. To be expected from a girl who forgot she had legs the first ti she got drunk.

"..." She stands completely still for a while.

’I guess it wasn’t a good idea to let a drunk girl take the reins... but I already promised, so I can’t break it now...’ I stay still as she finally seems to snap back to reality and starts taking all my clothes off with great effort, hindered by her drunkenness and clumsiness, but in the end, she successfully leaves naked.

"Can I... can I... can I... hmmm... can I lick you down there?!!! It seems so lewd!!! But I want to do it! Because you said you love !! A-And if you love and I like you, I-I think we can do lewd things!" She says everything extrely fast, seeming nervous.

"Do whatever you want," I say only that as she turns over, lying on top of . Her private parts are right above my face while I feel her placing her tongue on my own private parts.

"..." She starts licking the outside, running her tongue slowly, then quickly, then slowly again. Her tongue is soft and pleasant, but the movent reminds exactly of one of the reasons I almost never tried to pleasure myself.

’It’s so... weak...’ In the past, I didn’t know why I felt so few physical sensations, but now that I know I’m a Ghoul, the answer is obvious. My body is much less sensitive to external stimuli.

So her licking isn’t bad, but it’s not good either. I just feel her wet, warm tongue licking my private parts, although my privates are getting wet, so I am aroused.

’Yes, it’s much more pleasurable to dominate others...’ She keeps licking for a while, getting aroused herself, her sexual fluids dripping from her privates onto my face in viscous, warm drops.

I want to try licking her, but if I do that, I’ll end up dominating her sooner or later, so I just stay still until she finally seems to get bored. She staggers to her feet and looks at , pointing a finger.

"It’s bitter! It doesn’t taste as good as ani girls make it seem!! It’s also really warm and it feels like there’s no real progress! You’re not even moaning! Am I that bad at this?!" She says sothing else delusional while seeming to think about what to do.

"You said toys?! You have toys here? Can I get them? I can make you like it with toys!! I’m sure of it! Uhmf!"

"Sure, just go near the wall next to the wine cellar and press it with your hand," I say as she starts wandering, almost falling, towards the spot. She starts hitting the wrong wall, and I sigh.

She soon finds the correct wall and enters the space. She takes so ti inside and cos out holding one of the toys I had ordered. It’s a double-ended vibrator. It’s 50 centiters long and was made to be inserted into both of us at the sa ti.

"Look what I found! It looks so perverted and... Guahhf!" She trips over her own legs and falls to the floor. I take a deep breath, trying to be patient. She looks at with tears in her eyes and blood trickling from her nose. She quickly gets up, grabs the vibrator again, and tries to run back.

"What is this!" she asks, crouching down beside . I notice she didn’t bring any lube.

’Her foolishness is so profound it’s irritating and frustrating... and why the hell did she pick the one toy that’s the opposite of the concept of dominating?’ There were literally 20 vibrators of varying sizes for use on one person. She just needed to pick one of those.

But she chose the only vibrator ant for dual use. I don’t know if that’s stupidity, or if she’s just so stupidly submissive that it reflects in her attempts at dominance.

"It’s for both of us. You put it inside my pussy and inside yours, then you bring us close until it’s deep inside both of us. That makes the movent... you know what, never mind. It’s a sex toy. Just hold it and stick it in ." She won’t know how to use it. I bet she’ll ss it up if she tries.

"Oh, I can do that!!"

"There were several lubricants there. Why didn’t you bring one?" I ask, and she seems to short-circuit.

"Hmmm... I... ah, I have an idea!" Instead of going to get the lube, she puts the vibrator in her mouth and starts sucking on it. I’m surprised because she puts almost the whole thing in her mouth.

’That’s 50 centiters long...’ She doesn’t even look like she’s struggling to take it. It seems my wife has so rather unique sexual "talents" with her mouth.

Soon she takes the vibrator out of her mouth, drenching it in saliva. She points it at my pussy and tries to insert it, but because she’s drunk and has terrible coordination, she stumbles and rams more of it inside than she should have all at once.

"Ghmm." I let out a slight sound of pain as blood trickles from my private parts. My hyn, brutally torn, while the vibrator hits my cervix.

On our first ti, I had deflowered Evelyn, but she didn’t touch much, so she hadn’t pierced my hyn before.

"B-Blood!! So much blood!!! T-That’s bad!! I-I’m sorry!!" She panics, looking around stupidly without continuing the insertion.

’How infuriating... I’ve never felt so frustrated with an act that’s supposed to be sexual... If she had just taken this and thrust it violently inside with brutal strokes, I would have been more satisfied than with this farce...’ I was prepared for her to hurt as revenge.

But I was never prepared for her stupid, slow actions. Instead of moving the vibrator to give pleasure, she just stares at the blood coming out while doing nothing.

’Yes, it’s obvious to now. Evelyn has zero talent for dominating soone in bed... I’m never letting Evelyn be on top while she’s drunk again. This is so unsatisfying... She got my libido up for nothing.’

"Evelyn, do you want to feel good?" I decide to try switching. If she herself allows to dominate her, then that ans I’ve fulfilled my part, right? Because I can’t take this anymore.

I can’t stand this stupid, fake dominance of hers. It irritates more than if she were actively trying to hurt . In fact, I’d prefer if she were hurting ; at least that would be better.

"...T-The blood..."

"Forget about that!" I restrain myself from yelling at her.

"Do you or do you not want to feel good?"

"Y-Yes..."

"Great. Then how about giving the lead? I’ll make you feel so much pleasure you’ll reach the heavens. I’ll be gentle and..."

"...Hmm..." She simply face-plants onto the floor. I look at her, confused. When I realize what happened, a vein pops out on my forehead.

"You... bitch..." I pull the vibrator out of my privates and squeeze it with so much force that it gets crushed.

"You passed out from just one bottle of alcohol... Are you kidding ? Is my apology worth so little to you?" I stand up, using magic to clean the blood trickling from my privates.

I must say, in all my life, no one and nothing has ever made feel such explosive rage before. Even though I was the one who gave her the alcohol, she’s the one who passed out during my apology.

’Yes, it doesn’t matter anymore. The mont she passed out, I fulfilled my part. She could have dominated as much as she wanted, but clearly with a limit. If she lost consciousness, that limit is now.’ I’m going to make her regret making angry.

"I’ll teach you what it really ans to dominate soone." I walk over to the open area and see the set of toys I ordered for us. There are various types: ropes, anal plugs, vibrators, dildos, costus, restraints of various kinds, and many other things.

I bought all of this planning to use it on Evelyn soday. But among them is the ultimate masterpiece, a relic that arrived a few days ago.

It’s a dildo that perfectly replicates all the capabilities of a penis. It’s warm and soft, becos erect or flaccid depending on the user’s magic, and it can cum, though what it cums is just a magic-made liquid that simulates sen.

It can change size and shape, it can change color, though the default color adjusts to the user’s skin tone. It is, so to speak, the most special toy I bought, because it serves to give Evelyn a kind of sex that ordinary toys cannot.

"..." I attach it to my groin, and the penis imdiately fixes in place, looking like it’s really growing from my body, though it can be easily removed if I want.

It also has magic that connects to , so I’ll feel a certain amount of pleasure as if the penis were an organ of my body.

"Get ready, Evelyn. I’m really, really frustrated." I don’t care if she’s unconscious. She’s my wife; I have every right to use her as much as I want. And after that humiliation disguised as dominance, I need this.

I approach the unconscious Evelyn. I’d prefer to tie her up and whip her gently while listening to her sweet moans, but it’s still too early in our marriage for to try that.

’In the future...’ When her fear subsides, we can try the tying up and whipping part.

"Hmm?..." I see how soaked she is down there in her private parts. She’s flushed and breathing heavily, seeming to be having an erotic dream.

"Great. I hope you’re dreaming about ." I lay her on her back on the floor. I use magic to activate the relic’s functions, and it soon becos erect.

"Let’s try... 15 centiters. I think that size is enough. Now get ready, Evelyn. You’ll regret being so stupidly naive in the art of dominating soone in bed."