Beast Nightmare Sexx-Chapter 33: The First Mission

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Chapter 33: The First Mission

I arrived at the cafeteria and the place was almost empty. Just a few tables with students who were late like me. The smell of thin soup and dry bread filled the air. I grabbed a bowl of watery soup and a piece of bread in line, paid with the few coins I had left, and sat at a table in the corner. The soup was tasteless, but I ate fast so I wouldn’t waste any more time.

While eating, my eyes scanned the place. And there she was — a tall instructor with long blue hair, big breasts squeezed into a tight uniform, and a huge ass that swayed as she walked. The neckline showed fair skin and her legs were covered in black stockings. One of those who kept order in the academy, always patrolling the corridors to make sure students weren’t up to no good.

I thought fast. The mission didn’t specify which instructor. She would do. I had 10 hours, but I decided to handle it right now. If I used Nightmare Echo, she wouldn’t remember anything concrete, just some confusing flashes. Perfect to avoid problems later. I couldn’t use Beast Scent or Beast’s Gaze anyway — the system had blocked them.

I activated the ability.

**Nightmare Echo.**

Time stopped around me. The cafeteria froze. Students halted mid-motion, spoons hanging in the air. The world became silent, motionless. Only the instructor and I were alive in it.

She blinked, confused, looking around.

"What... what’s happening? Why did everything stop?"

I didn’t answer. I stood up and walked over to her. She tried to back away, but I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into a corner behind the cafeteria counter. My hands went straight for her uniform. I ripped the top open hard, exposing her big, soft breasts. She gasped, trying to push me away.

"You little shit! What the hell do you think you’re doing? I’ll kill you!"

I clamped my hand firmly over her mouth, feeling her soft lips squirm under my palm as she tried to scream something unintelligible. Her eyes widened in initial shock, but I ignored it, using my other hand to tear the rest of her clothes off with wild urgency. The fabric gave way easily, exposing the fair, curvy skin of her naked body — heavy, soft breasts swaying free, pink nipples hardening in the cold air of the domain, her swollen and already wet pussy glistening between her thick thighs. She struggled weakly, hands pushing against my chest, legs kicking, but in this frozen space she seemed frail, powerless against my dominant strength. The stopped time made everything more intense, as if the entire world existed only for this.

I spun her around roughly, bending her body over the cold counter of the kitchen — or whatever it was in this limbo. I gave a hard slap to her big, round ass; the sound echoed loudly in the absolute silence, instantly turning the white skin bright red and burning, a handprint forming. She moaned muffled against my hand, her body trembling from a mix of pain and something deeper, hips twitching involuntarily.

My cock was already throbbing hard as fuck, head swollen and glistening with pre-cum. I rubbed it slowly between her ass cheeks, feeling the heat of her wet pussy opening up, then slammed everything in from behind in one thrust. The hot, tight walls swallowed me inch by inch, pulsing around my thick shaft like they were sucking me in. I started with firm, deep thrusts, each one slamming all the way to the bottom, balls slapping against her swollen pussy. Her whole body shook with every movement, sweat starting to run down her curved back. I squeezed her breasts from behind, fingers sinking into the soft flesh, pulling and twisting the hard nipples while I fucked her hard, rhythmic and relentless.

"Fuck, you’re so tight... fight more, go on... but you know you want this," I growled in her ear, loosening my hand from her mouth just enough to let the moans escape. She gradually stopped fighting, her body surrendering, hips starting to push back against me, moaning louder and hoarser: "Ahh... don’t stop... harder..."

After a few minutes like that, I spun her around quickly, sat her on the edge of the counter and spread her thick legs as wide as possible. I penetrated again, slowly so I could feel every detail — the slippery heat enveloping me, the inner walls contracting. I gave more slaps to her already red ass while going deep, one hand on each cheek, squeezing and spreading them as I pounded hard. Both hands moved up to her breasts, squeezing violently, rolling the nipples between my fingers until they were swollen and hypersensitive. She came hard right there, her whole body convulsing, pussy clamping down on my cock like a hot, wet vice, squirt jets running down her thighs and onto the counter while she screamed hoarsely: "I’m cumming... fuck, more... fuck me more!"

The insane tightness made me cum once inside her, thick hot jets filling her tight pussy until it overflowed, white viscous cum dripping from the swollen entrance. The pleasure was intense, waves of ecstasy pulsing through my body, but I didn’t stop — the Beast inside me demanded more.

I changed position, pulled her off the counter and threw her on all fours on the cold floor. Ass up, pussy red and dripping a mix of her juices and my cum, asshole twitching from residual arousal. I entered from behind again, pounding hard right from the start, alternating slaps on the red cheeks, the dry sound echoing like whips. She arched her back dramatically, moaning nonstop, nails scratching the floor. I squeezed her heavy breasts from underneath, hanging and swaying with every thrust, twisting the nipples as I sped up, fucking like an animal, sweaty skin sticking to skin.

"Ahh... take it all, you little slut... feel my cum filling you again," I murmured, voice hoarse. She came again, body shaking violently, pussy pulsing and milking my cock until I couldn’t hold it. I came a second time inside her, more hot jets overflowing, running down her trembling thighs and onto the floor.

The system flashed in my vision:

[Vital Points spent: 1,000]

[Vital Points recovered +2,500]

My total rose to 21,300. The Beast purred in satisfaction, a deep warmth spreading through my chest.

About 30 minutes passed in the domain. I fixed her clothes back on, leaving everything intact as before. She stayed there, panting, eyes glazed.

I deactivated the ability.

Time returned to normal. The cafeteria came back to life, sounds and movements. The instructor blinked several times, touching her body over her clothes. She looked agitated, confused. Something wet between her legs, but she didn’t understand. Small memory flashes — touches, moans, pleasure — but nothing clear. She looked at me for a second, as if recognizing me, but said nothing. Her face turned red and she hurried out of the cafeteria.

I finished the soup as if nothing had happened.

Then the screen flashed.

[Mission completed!

Congratulations, Master. You earned +3,000 bonus points for completing the mission. Great job today. More tomorrow!]

I stood up and left the cafeteria, heading to magic class.

I got pissed right away, muttering low to the system.

"What the fuck is this? You fucked me over first thing in the morning. Blocked my abilities and now this? At least unlock Beast Scent and Beast’s Gaze now!"

The system didn’t answer. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down. At least the mission was done. Now I had more points to spend on attributes. But daily missions with a death penalty? That changes everything.

I stood up and left the cafeteria, heading to magic class.