I wound up just playing Adventure Party 3! with Xico, Nora, and Vanessa. The load I'd blown in my pants had been intense enough that I wasn't immediately interested in sex, and Nora and Xico both seemed fine spending time together.
Vanessa said that "maybe" she could "eventually" cast the clone magic on me again, but she wasn't going to do it soon. I honestly wasn't that bothered by the whole splitting thing, now that I'd reabsorbed my two clones, though Xico seemed less interested than I was in a repeat of my use. In my memory, a big thing was just the greater comfort with igossing with her (plus, of course, the slave collar thing being extremely sexy), but something about it had bothered her.
"It's just... not really... you..." Xico said. "Well... it's you, but... different... and I like... the normal... you." She fidgeted awkwardly at that, and as I tried to review my memories of it, I wasn't sure quite what had made her unhappy with my clone - my clone either hadn't noticed, or hadn't pieced it together himself, or hadn't considered it worth making a mental note of.
Whatever it was, within a couple hours, I was seeing Nora, Xico, and Vanessa off (final rankings: Xico, then Vanessa, then me, then Nora, if you were curious; Nora would have been even further behind if there wasn't a catchup mechanic where your character is temporarily converted to the demon king's cause).
At that point, I decided to go check on Kate. I'd tucked her into bed, and she'd passed out, since my clone had marathon fucked her pretty much all day and night. It was actually quite an intense experience for me too - to be frank, it probably contributed more to my creaming my pants than Xico did, even though she was great too.
It's hard to compete with a straight day of fucking, after all.
I gently knocked on the door, not wanting to wake her if she was asleep, and then let myself in, unlocking the door slowly to step inside. Technically this was a violation of landlord laws, but I really doubted that Kate would mind.
She laid in bed still, though she'd rolled over, the blanket falling off her, leaving her naked other than a collar, the scent of sex intense around her nude body. She looked so good like that, especially since I knew I'd put her in that state... but, I was coming by to check on her, not to fuck her.
Also, I'd just gotten done fucking her for like a day straight, so I was perfectly content to just sit down on the edge of the bed, gently running my fingers through her hair.
Her eyes gently fluttered open, eventually coming to rest on me once she identified the source of the head pets. She swallowed when our eyes met. "Ah... Master..." she breathed out, the word full of intense emotion and feeling, making my dick furiously throb. She said it like she was calling her husband by the sweetest pet name she could think of, and it was very sexy, especially when combined with her naked body.
I just gently caressed her cheek. "I'm just checking on you," I told her. "I went at you pretty hard, I wanted to make sure you were okay."
Her response was instant - and panicked, jolting her out of her sleepy state. "It was good! It was good, Master," she said. "I liked it, Master, thank you very much, I'm so grateful - ah! You know, we make more money in Origin than here in Secundus, so I can give you a big gift as a thank you. W-would you like a new car? I could probably even pay the import fees on one if you want one."
Even if she was jolted awake by a shot of adrenaline - well, your body needs sleep for a reason. "I have superspeed and live in New York City, Kate," I reminded her. "I don't want a car."
"Oh, right. Sorry. I'm sleepy, that's why I said something like that, Master. I do think about what would make you happy."
I leaned down over her to kiss her on the forehead. "You don't have to worry, Kate. I enjoyed myself a lot, too. You're very fun to fuck. We just went at it for so long, and you were a bit of a mess, and I fucked you in front of Xico, Vanessa, and Nora for a bit too."
Her cheeks did turn pink as she remembered that. "Oh... yeah," she said. There was a long silence. I just kept on softly stroking her face. "Oh! No, it's fine, Master," she said, at last. "Sorry." She swallowed. "Master... it was so good... thank you for doing that, really. All of it. I love the way you treat me, and I'm happy you think a disgusting pervert like me is worthy of your concern, but it's okay."
"Yeah?" Somehow, Kate had managed to get me hard again with that effusive talk. My gaze ran up and down her naked body. "Do you want more, then? As in, right now?"
"I do! Yes, Master!" She rolled onto her back and spread her legs. "I-I- my legs still feel like jelly, Master, but if you want to let this disgusting piggy wrap her loose pussy around your cock and do her best to serve as a meat fleshlight, then I will!"
How could I resist a line like that?
Honestly, easily - but I wasn't going to. I pulled off my pants and clambered in between Kate's legs, teasing my cock at her sex. She shuddered in anticipation, her look one of pure, brainless arousal, her lips softly parted as her eyes locked on mine.
I suddenly remembered that - despite my clone fucking her all day - I hadn't been able to use my superspeed at all during it, and grinned. Her eyes widened in delighted surprise at my expression, no doubt recognizing it as an implicit threat of wild sadism, but she couldn't form any words before I activated my power.
From my perspective, I slowly slid my cock inside her, my hands grasping her thighs and keeping them spread to allow me easy access. The ginger, slow sinking of my dick inside her earned slow-motion wriggling from her on my dick, her eyelashes fluttering in slow motion, her tits rippling like jello as her whole body twitched on my cock. I pushed ever deeper inside her, until I was completely hilted in her tight cunt - at which point I started to roll my hips.
Any resistance Kate had to being a quickshot had been trained out of her (at least temporarily) over the past day, so she immediately started to come, gasping as she moaned and cast her head back, her cunt gripping and squeezing at my cock. It was a nice, muscular cunt, and I just remained inside her as she jerked me off with it, letting go of her thighs to reach forward for her tits, fingers sinking into the supple, copious flesh of them.
While my work with my hips was done with an eye to making sure it felt good for Kate (not that that proved particularly hard), my hands on her tits were entirely selfish, just sinking into the fat funbags. She quivered and moaned, her cries of pleasure drawn out in slow motion as I just played with her body like that, richly enjoying every last detail of her expression.
The day-long fucking had also completely annihilated any inhibitions she might have had about showing off the stupidest variations on her o-face, so her tongue limply flailed around outside of her mouth as her body writhed beneath me. My fingers dug all the rougher into her tits, and she cast her head slowly back and forth, as I started to properly fuck her, the bed shaking subtly from my pounding.
I was slow and languid in my thrusts, but that only intensified the pleasure for her, playing it out at enhanced speed without any issues of friction. Her eyes rolled back up in their sockets as I roughly gripped her tits, and I felt her come again around my cock, her cunt spasming wildly and hungrily around my dick, her moans filling the air. Her pale skin was quickly growing shiny with a fresh coat of sweat, and it was a gorgeous sight. I started to intensify my pace inside her, enjoying all the lewd noises and faces she was making as I fucked her like that.
The sounds she was making were completely indecipherable to me, but they were no longer just moans. I decided to let time accelerate so I could hear her properly, and I wasn't disappointed.
"Thanksh Mashter for cock, I be good for Mashter," she slurred out, her cheeks hot with arousal as she looked up at me loosely, her eyes unfocused. I gripped her tits all the tighter, ramming my dick deep inside her and relishing the feeling of her beneath me and around me. Her pussy quietly gripped and squeezed on my cock, hot breaths spilling out of her mouth with each passing second, as I just quietly rode out the soft waves of pleasure that her tight, muscular cunt was inflicting on me, enjoying groping her relentlessly.
She misinterpreted my decision to bask in the moment, though - once she gained enough of her wits to think anything at all, she thought I was somehow upset or dissatisfied with her performance. "Ah, is it not good, Master?" She asked, her voice desperate to please, sounding more like a drowning woman begging for a floatation device than a powerful superheroine. "I'll do anything!"
I really was just enjoying myself relaxing inside her cunt and playing with her tits, so nothing in particular came to mind. "Thank me for fucking you," I decided on, a relatively straightforward request.
I hadn't expected much - but I should have recalled that I had broken down all of Kate's resistance to humiliating herself. I didn't know if she'd reassert her old, more bashful self, but right now she had no shame left in her, except the sort that made her cunt grip and squeeze my cock as she spoke up. "Thank you so much, Master, this lowly Fuckpig doesn't deserve Master's cock, I'm so grateful that you deign to fuck my loose, useless pussy, even though you could fuck younger girls like Xico and Vanessa, with tighter pussies, too," she explained, her cheeks only slightly pink now, more from arousal than shame.
It made my dick throb inside her - and my immediate instinct was to remain silent, nonverbally encouraging her to continue.
"Thank you, thank you, I'll be a good fuckpig for Master, I'll do whatever you say, I'll give you money and favors and anything you want, I'll pamper you, praise you, do anything for you, I'll be a good girl, Master, I will I will!"
She was so desperate that I felt bad for her, so I started fucking her again, just pounding away this time, not bothering to use my power for the moment. She immediately came around my cock, going cross-eyed as the powerful orgasm ripped through her, her pussy spasming hungrily around my dick, gripping and squeezing my length as my fingers dug into her breasts. Each thrust of my cock just brought her more pleasure no matter what I did, at this point, and it felt fantastic from my point of view.
"You're already a good girl for me, Fuckpig," I told her, as I just rutted inside her. "Don't worry so much. I just like playing with you," I explained, fingers digging into her tits, prompting her to orgasm all over again. "You're so fun to tease and bully. It gets me rock hard, watching you squirm." She twitched more on my cock, mouth opening and closing repeatedly, as she took in that compliment. I decided - what the hell? I hadn't kissed her (at all?) during the marathon fucking, so I decided to be nice, leaning down over her and just pressing my lips against hers, tongue invading her mouth.
Her response was to instantaneously wrap her legs around my hips, trying to drag me deeper inside her. I just groaned and let her, enjoying the feeling of her legs tight around my waist. (Also, she had super strength, so if she really wanted to hold me down, I had no choice.) She moaned passionately into my mouth, her own tongue going wild inside her mouth, tasting my gums, my teeth, my tongue, everywhere she could get at. My fingers just squeezed down on her tits, and she eventually released my hips, letting me start properly fucking her again.
I cycled back and forth between using my superspeed to drag it out, and fucking her silly at regular speed. She clearly loved both, moaning happily into my mouth, sometimes reaching up to hold me in a kiss, other times releasing my body altogether. Hot breaths spilled out of her mouth into mine. When I finally broke off the kiss, she looked up at me, worshipful, as if I was the sexiest guy to ever stick his cock in a woman, and that was enough to send me over the edge. I groaned as I erupted inside her, and she oinked in response.
I mean, I'd told her to do so earlier, as I recalled. It was a very sexy thing, seeing her so utterly desperate to please, and when I was finished coming inside her, I let out a long sigh and pulled out. She swallowed, and I reached down to softly pet her. "I know you feel guilty about 'tricking' me into sex, Fuckpig," I told her. "Don't. I like fucking you, and having you as my personal little fuckpig, so there's no need to feel bad about it." I grasped her hair, twisting her head by it, and she let out a hot pant in response, eyes looking up at me loosely. "I like you, and Sow, and I want to own you both," I informed her, my voice a little rough to make the emphasis. "Saying it's a bad thing that you let me use your body as a masturbation aid is just uncouth. How do you think it makes me feel, having my little piggy feel guilty for letting me use her the very first time we met?" I bopped her nose lightly for emphasis, and she smiled nervously up at me.
"Y-you really aren't upset?"
I reached for her choker, casually caressing it as a point of emphasis. "Do you think most guys collar their rapists and fuck them in marathon sessions? I'm not upset, Fuckpig." I casually planted my thumb on her lower lip, and she promptly started to suck it. "When you feel guilty, that makes me upset, because I want my pets to be happy. You, and the Kate from this world, both." She blushed at that, but nodded in acceptance. "Good girl." I leaned down to kiss her on the forehead - then clambered up atop her body. "I want a titfuck. Lick what comes out of these fat sweater puppies of yours, they're your best feature."
She flushed at that, but nervously smiled as she pushed her breasts together, leaning forward towards my cockhead as it popped out from between her tits. I just gently pumped my hips back and forth, enjoying the warm pillows that were her tits. Her tongue flashed out to taste my slit, flicking back and forth in nervous movements when my cock drew close, then just sort of hanging out awkwardly when I pulled back.
The mix of her own juices and the copious amount of sweat she'd given out were plenty enough to make the progress back and forth inside her tits quite pleasant. It was a nice, smooth valley of warm female flesh for me to fuck, and I just sighed as I enjoyed it, casually petting her as she worked.
I had spent most of the past day fucking her brains out, after all - I could just be selfish right now and enjoy her body like this. The thought came to mind that I could say whatever stupid thing came into my mind that would get my dick hard, so I tried to think of what would be the sexiest thing to say.
Kate was rich. Even this world's Kate was well-off, as a professional superhero in high demand; Origin had a GDP per capita that was, like, twice as high as Secundus's. She had, of her own volition, offered to pamper me, a thought that did make my cock twitch, smearing a dollop of precum across her tongue, so I decided to just say what came to mind, holding myself in her bosom and watching as she suckled around my cockhead.
"It's appropriate that you're my Fuckpig, because you're also my piggy bank, aren't you, Fuckpig? If I ever need money, you'll gladly give me however much I want, won't you?"
My cock twitched as she rapidly nodded, letting out an "mhm!" around my dick, not wanting to let my dick leave her mouth. Instead, she upped the pressure on her tits, massaging my dick through her breasts roughly.
"If I decided I wanted new clothes, a new console, new games, new videos... you'd buy them for me, wouldn't you, Fuckpig?" Her nodding was almost desperate, looking up at me with an expression that said nothing so much as, Yes, I would, please believe me that I would, Master, I really mean it and am not faking at all! "Mm... what if I wanted to buy something sexy for Nora to wear? She loves doing cosplay for me, you could buy her some nice outfits so I could fuck her in them."
Kate's cheeks burned, of course, but she nodded just as rapidly in response to that, her expression seeming to proudly proclaim that yes, of course she would do that, she would do anything to make me happy.
"I have to say, I like how much of a little cuck you are, Fuckpig," I told her, casually patting her on the head. "You and Sow are so desperate to please, you'll lick another girl's cuntslime off my cock. Never any drama with you, right? You know you're on the bottom."
Kate mewled but nodded around my cock, and I groaned in pleasure, softly working my hips back and forth in the valley of her breasts. My fingers tightened up on her hair as I started to thrust roughly at her tits, wet popping noises escaping her lips as my cockhead entered and exited that warm, wet hole, her breaths spilling out around it.
"It's so convenient. No drama," I breathed out. "There's never any drama with you, because you know you're my little cuck bitch, my paypiggy who's eager for her Master's cock, who doesn't mind if I fuck other women because she knows she's a disgusting pervert who should be thankful I fuck her at all." My cock was furiously throbbing in her tits, my hand on the back of her head tight - and her own hands were tightening up on her tits still further, intensifying the pressure on my cock.
She had even started to let out small, affirmative hums with each thrust, agreeing with whatever I said. My pace accelerate as my arousal spiked from the little impromptu show she was putting on - and then I came, groaning as I spilled my cum all over the inside of her mouth. She hurriedly gulped it all down, looking up at me for approval as she did so, and I softly petted her as I came down from my orgasmic high.
Only once I was completely spent, Kate having suckled and licked the last few droplets out of my cock, I pulled out of her breasts with a sigh. I used my superspeed to buy time and stared down at her, admiring her expression, her hands still on her tits, holding them tight. Her nipples were perky, and the look on her face said she'd gladly have let me roll her over and fuck her ass - or whatever other hole I felt like - for the next four hours.
Instead, though, I decided to go to sleep, on the grounds that it was late, and I'd just come. I casually grabbed Kate under the arm, moving her around - she started using her flight to help me out, once she realized what I wanted - and eventually laid her down at the top of the bed, letting me use her tits as a pillow. "I'm going to sleep," I told her, as I closed my eyes. I considered leaving it at that - but she'd probably gotten at least an hour of sleep during the time I'd been hanging out with Nora, Xico, and Vanessa, so she'd probably wake up before me. Knowing how completely desperate to please she was, she'd probably just lie there until I woke up, unless I said otherwise. "If you wake up first, give me a wakeup blowjob."
"Yes, Master," she said, and then we both went to sleep.
* * *
Kate woke up before Roger. There was a bit of dim light creeping in through the windows, suggesting it was quite early in the day.
Her dreams had been... well, they had been of sex with Roger. What else was she supposed to have dreamed about? It was what she'd spent the whole past day doing.
The sex had been even more intense than the real thing. Her being completely dehumanized, paraded around openly through the city, fucked and used, treated like a piece of meat for Roger to jerk off with and discard. Stepped on. Spat on. Insulted.
She was wet already. The sheer, overwhelming, unbridled intensity of it... she sighed softly, even at the hazy memories.
It took her a few long minutes of reminiscing over the sex itself, and the dreams, to finally remember that he'd told her to do something if she woke up first. The dreams of sex were so vivid and specific, that it also took her a few seconds to mentally confirm that it hadn't been a dream.
She glanced down to confirm he hadn't noticed, and then gingerly creeped out from under him, using her hands and her flight power to move him off her as quietly and as smoothly as possible. He let out a faint groan, but his eyes remained closed, and he didn't move beyond that, so she didn't appear to have disturbed his sleep. To make sure she didn't wake him, she didn't crawl down in between his legs: she floated, gingerly sneaking under the covers to eventually plant herself in between his legs.
His cock was flaccid as she approached it. It looked so different like this. She loved feeling it smacked against her face and smeared across her features, being degraded by Roger in that way, being treated like territory a dog was marking... right now, it just looked cute.
She'd make it look right. She leaned in towards it, licking at his slit at first, trying to tease and play with the head. It started to grow hard almost immediately, and she wrapped her lips around it, swallowing it into her mouth. The sharp taste of her own juices was somewhat distant now, but it was still tangible, mixed in with the flavor of his cocksweat. It grew and bulged inside her mouth, soon large enough to press against her throat.
Roger had thoroughly trained her gag reflex away, though, so it simply neatly slid down her throat as it grew inside her mouth, filling up her mouth quickly, as she let it slowly slide down her throat. Her pussy throbbed at the feeling of the full, lively thing inside her mouth.
Eventually, she had Roger fully erect in her mouth, resting atop her tongue, its flavor truly delicious. She gulped wetly around it, swallowing, trying to stimulate it yet further, and Roger groaned in response, his hips pushing up against her face, balls slapping at her chin. She just swallowed more, her tongue getting into it, doing her level best to please him. Roger continued to let out noises of pleasure, and eventually reached for the blanket, pulling it up, letting her look directly up at him from her position down there, cock in her mouth.
He looked surprised, which made her nervous - had she misremembered a dream as reality? Did he not like it? - but he soon reached down to pet her. "Good girl. Good girl." He wriggled into place, as if trying to get comfortable, his cock rolling around in her throat. "I'm happy you woke me up this way, Fuckpig. Mmm." He groaned as her tongue licked along the underside of his cock, with her holding her mouth down in his pelvis. "You know what, you're allowed to masturbate," he told her.
She flushed at that, hesitating a moment - but if he said that, that meant it was what he wanted her to do, didn't it? She reached down in between her legs, starting to tease her pussy lips for a few seconds, then just shoving her fingers inside, starting to pump them back and forth. She closed her eyes, focusing on the feeling of the cock in her mouth, bobbing up and down, up and down, wetly glugging as she moved all along his length. Her tongue slithered, and she twisted her head gently from side to side, adding to his stimulation as she fell into a rhythmic pace, just focusing on doing a good job of pleasing him.
Her eyes eventually opened to look up at him, and he was smiling down at her as their eyes made contact. His hand gently pet her head again, softly stroking her hair. "That's a good little piggy. Ah. This is what you're for, Fuckpig. Being my adorable little masturbation aid. Aren't you happy that I use you?" She nodded around his cock rapidly, wanting to make clear her honest gratitude for his interest in her, and his cock pulsed inside her mouth and throat at that.
He groaned in response, his hand gathering up her hair into an impromptu ponytail. She felt a tingle of anticipation, pausing her bobbing for a moment. "I'm going to fuck your face now, Fuckpig. I'm going to use your mouth as a jerkoff aid." Her masturbation became even more rapid at those teasing lines, her cunt on fire with desire - and then he actually started to do it, pounding her up and down his dick roughly, sliding his cock into her throat over and over again. Wet, thick glugging noises escaped her throat as he just brutally pounded her face, and her masturbation only grew more intense in response to it.
He was using her to jerk off with, pretty much. He always treated her with such contempt - but also, just a little bit of love underneath it? That peck on the forehead when he'd come back to her last night... the memory of it (obviously, combined with her frantic masturbation and getting facefucked) sent her over the edge into orgasm, wet moans cut off repeatedly by his cock plunging into her throat again and again.
"Yeah, that's it, you love it, you- you little piggy, you love your master's fat cock in your throat, you love getting used as a masturbation aid, you should count yourself lucky I fuck you-" she nodded rapidly at that last part, "-nngngod," he groaned out, holding her down in his pelvis, his hips bucking and his cock throbbing and pulsing as he unloaded straight down her throat. When he was spent, he released her hair and laid back in her bed with a sigh.
After a good minute of just quietly sitting there, waiting for direction, she decided to slide off his cock, wiping her mouth. "Did I do good, Master?"
"You did great, Fuckpig," he told her, using that degrading pet name like he'd forgotten her real one. "I want some breakfast in bed. Go grab me, mm, some hashbrowns, I guess," he decided on after a moment. "Take a shower and get dressed properly, obviously," he added, giving her ass a slap as she got out of bed.
"Yes, Master," she said.
"You're paying, obviously. You promised to pamper me, remember?"
"Yes! Yes, I did, and I meant it, Master," she said hurriedly, as she collected fresh clothes from her dresser before heading into the bathroom.
God. She really did just want to move in with Roger and forget about everything else some days.
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