Childhood Friend's Exclusive Living Onahole: Chapter 47
By having Maki deliver the breakup notice to that sugar bitch, I shatter whatever dark slave contract might have existed between her and Maki, solidifying my own position. The contract that defined the master-slave dynamic between Maki and me was probably torn to shreds in that bitch's hands long ago, so for now, at least a verbal agreement was in order.
"Not your dark slave... but a secret sex friend? I love it... I can be your secret friend anytime if it means doing fun stuff like this!"
"Good. So the contract you made with that bitch is null and void, right?"
Verbal contract established. Truth be told, all I needed was to reconfirm our master-slave bond, but being called a "precious secret friend" instead of "master" carried this weird thrill of taboo that made something hot rise in my chest. That's why I decided to become secret friends with Maki, even though it meant she'd lose her bestie because of me.
To celebrate, I pictured the SM play collection that had returned to my possession along with Maki's body—only to notice that sugar bitch's neck looked awfully bare. Time to fix that. I opened the Realm of the Dream Demon and fitted a dog collar engraved with "Sugar Empty" around her neck.
"Hic... D-don't put a dog collar on me... Who do you think you are...? You think I'd become some maso bitch to handle your sexual urges...?"
"Oh please, saying that with your face all flushed like you want the collar? It kills your credibility. After begging me over and over to make you cum..."
Having lost control again, Shuga pathetically snaps at the princess as if she'd anticipated hearing the breakup declaration through Kaldir's mouth. In contrast, Kaldir is simply delighted that her (former) friend has become a fellow bitch like her.
Aww, look how cute they are, childhood friends matching in their dog collars. Now we can do synchronized breath-play! Theory checks out—time to test it for real. To let the princess properly yank the collars around both their necks, I pull away from Kaldir's waist. Thick strands of love juice stretch and snap midway.
She yanks the leashes taut, and even with their limbs fully bound, their upper bodies lift slightly. Hnngh... Ghk... Two groans spill out, each carrying different meanings. One drips with nasal whines begging for a harder pull, while the other sounds like pure agony from someone who hates every second.
No need to guess which belongs to Kaldir. Pleased by how Kaldir shamelessly revels in pleasure right in front of her, the princess suddenly releases Shuga's leash, grabs a whip in her free hand, and lashes Kaldir's lower belly with vicious force.
"Ahh! Haaang! Aaang! I need to carry Master's baby in my belly, ahh! Uwaang!"
"A little whipping on your lower belly won't hurt your womb at all, so quit whining with that lame excuse!"
Even hoisted up by the collar alone, struggling to breathe, Kaldir sobs beautifully. The princess's whip strikes with merciless precision. Whish! Crack! Craaack! Each X-shaped red welt blooms across Kaldir's pale lower belly, and with every hit, milky droplets spray from her pink nipples above.
Kaldir's lactation is forceful enough that if the princess times her angle just right with mouth agape, she gets the perfect dual reward: whipping target practice and fresh milk.
Watching milk meant for our future baby go to waste like this clearly pains Kaldir to her core—she thrashes wildly—but with limbs bound, she can't go far. After minutes of futile struggling, she's still right in front of the princess.
"Well, to test your excuse—want me to check if the whipping really damaged your womb with my tail?"
As if struck by inspiration, the princess withdraws her tail from Shuga's ass—still wriggling inside—and shoves it straight into Kaldir's cervix. Succubus power pries open the unyielding entrance, plunging into the womb proper to savor Kaldir's inner walls, untouched even by Shuga.
Mmm, for all the rough handling, no damage—nice and smooth. Perfect for implantation. Just to be thorough, let's probe deeper. If only I could peek at the ovaries where Maki's eggs wait... Ah, fallopian tubes are as far as it goes. Eh, this should suffice.
"All good, you double bitch. How do you not know your own womb's condition?"
I'm no OB-GYN, but this womb screams "optimized for pregnancy." With walls this sturdy, popping out quintuplets like clockwork to build an all-girls (no boys needed—just daughters like Kaldir and me) soccer team isn't a pipe dream. And yet she whines about womb damage?
"Uuu... M-Master... It's... too deep... Feels like it's reaching my ovaries... If they get damaged... nooo..."
"Relax. If your ovaries got wrecked, I'd lose the eggs to mix with mine for fertilization, so I had no plans to go that far."
The princess withdraws her tail the moment the inspection ends, but Kaldir's face glows with aftershocks from the lightning raid up her fallopian tubes. Even a prince's prized long cock couldn't reach that far—this was a novel thrill for our Maki. Heh heh heh.
"How about it, sugar bitch? Want my tail to check your womb too? Or just take the belly whipping?"
"Ugh... Neither, you psycho... Think I'd submit to you...? You think I'll stay like this forever...?"
"Flipping between slave bitch and arrogant mutt means you haven't fully accepted my training yet. No worries—someday you'll be like Maki, unable to think of anything but being tamed by me."
Snap! Crack! Whish, smack! Smack! The whip cracks across Shuga's lower belly next, and her bold defiance crumbles as delightful moans pour from her lips.
"Break the hypnosis and it happens right away. But can you resist this spell? When I snap my fingers, you won't be able to hold back your slutty moans. You'll even love the whipping. Three, one, two!"
Having felt its power ravage my body countless times, I knew the princess's spells were irresistible. In the throes, no thoughts arise—only when the uterus tattoo flares bright do I realize the spell's taken hold, and when it fades, it's worn off.
"Uwaaang, more whipping please—no, hit me harder, Princess!"
Repeat enough times, and even post-spell, I'd find myself begging earnestly. Once a sadistic mistress, now I'm no different from the maso sow lying beside Kaldir.
"M-Master, please don't neglect my lower belly!"
"Fine, you slut! I'll whip both your bellies at once! But you won't cum from this! Snap!"
"Aaaah, whipping! Master's whiiiip laaash!"
The whip coiled around both asses now slams their lower bellies simultaneously, delivering massive shocks that feel like they'd rupture organs. But as the princess's tail confirmed, Kaldir's womb held firm—the damaged one was Shuga's, lacking recovery powers.
"Nooo, I'll go infertile like this—stop the whipping!"
"Maki's belly is plenty for my babies, so go barren for all I care—as long as you serve as a cum dump! Ahahaha!"
That fleeting desire to carry her baby? Just spell-induced nonsense, not real. So why am I begging the princess for mercy? I don't... I don't know... Anything but going infertile from whipping, hate it, haaaate it...
"Hahat, Realm of the Dream Demon activate! Cling tight to our Maki's body, and taste the infidelity prevention for double death!"
"Aaaang... Not dying from pussy-rubbing overload but from whipping? Aang, aaangh!"
The princess crushes my pleas with a cruel laugh, unrelenting in her whipping. Things seemed set to stay that way... Hahaha, ahahaha...? Ugh... What...? My lower belly suddenly... burns... so hot...?
Until now, the princess had suppressed the Realm of the Dream Demon's infidelity prevention to toy with Kaldir and Shuga alike. Now, for the finale, she activates it to roast Shuga golden—but her movements freeze dead. Thud, clunk... The whip slips from her grasp to the floor.
Bzzz, zing... Tilting her head down reveals it: a uterus tattoo. This... the one that sugar bitch reverse-branded onto my womb? It should've vanished when she lost her powers... Why's it back?
Indeed, for unknown reasons, the seal Shuga had etched on the princess's lower belly reemerged, resonating with those on Shuga and Kaldir's bellies to halt her whipping.
Yet the Absolute Yin Seals on Shuga and Kaldir's bellies remained. Now all three bore them equally on their lower abdomens. Seizing the princess's pause, Shuga snaps her bonds with raw strength and rises...