The Concubine's Offering
Elisha turned the screen a little more and watched the scene where Elsa was teaching the Madam how to enjoy masochistic pleasure, then asked again.
“Huh? So you’re working on making Ekaterina’s baby?”
“That’s right. I harvested the eggs right before coming here.”
“Mmm, you’re putting my sister’s many talents to very good use.”
“Indeed. I’m glad she’s being utilized so thoroughly.”
As a doll whose value was proven by being used by others, it felt good that the Madam was making such effective use of me.
“Hmm. Other than the shipwreck, nothing much happened. You handled the self-checks well too…… Still, be careful not to break down. Repairs are difficult in this place.”
“I’ll be careful.”
“And even though the shipwreck has halted the creation of your little sisters, always keep your womb ready.”
“Understood.”
While looking at Elsa’s beautiful face as she sat with her legs crossed, I straightened my back, spread my legs slightly, and answered in the proper posture of a mare. I paid extra attention to appearing as a mare in front of her, since Elsa greatly enjoyed seeing me that way.
Seeming satisfied with my posture, she finished her nagging, stood up, and said,
“That’s enough scolding. Sister, let’s go for a carriage ride. It’s been a while.”
“Alright.”
“Carry me to the arena.”
“Got it.”
I carried my sister, who was acting spoiled for the first time in a while, on my back and headed to the human-horse racing arena. After letting Elsa ride the carriage and swing her whip excitedly for dozens of laps, we finally came back outside.
An blanket had been placed over the Madam and me as we lay side by side on the bed, and the curtains were drawn. When I stirred and made a rustling sound getting up, the curtains parted and Horana’s face peeked in.
“Ah, Sister Elisha. You’re awake?”
“Yes. Did you cover us with the blanket, Horana?”
“You were both sleeping naked, so I covered you.”
Horana answered with a bright smile, her expression clearly saying, “I did well, didn’t I?” I praised her to meet her expectations.
“Well done. Thank you.”
“Hehe, the Master specifically ordered me to pay special attention to Sister Elisha.”
“I see.”
“I’ll be off to work now~”
“Take care.”
Horana bowed cheerfully and left with light, quick steps. She was usually such a lively woman, yet her entire character changed the moment combat began. I recalled the image of her shouting in that booming voice before shaking the thought away, then lifted the blanket to check the Madam’s lower abdomen.
The plump lower belly, soft with a layer of flesh, now bore a well-set pink fertility crest that was steadily absorbing vital energy.
“Let’s see how the womb is doing……”
I thinned my succubus tail and inserted it through her folds, guiding it into the Madam’s womb to examine the uterine wall. Thanks to the fertility crest, the wall had thickened in preparation for implantation. After confirming its condition, I withdrew my tail.
Human women typically undergo a process where the thickened uterine lining is shed and replaced during menstruation, but a womb under the influence of a yin crest maintains its thickened state while remaining vibrant and healthy. In other words, the already slowed menstrual cycle due to the parasite would come to a complete stop.
After waiting a little longer, the Madam regained consciousness and woke up. While gently rubbing her lower abdomen as she blinked dazedly, I spoke.
“Everything went well. From now on, no matter how many times you get pregnant and give birth, there won’t be any aftereffects or negative impacts on your health.”
“Huu, good work.”
While the Madam was still in a defenseless, dazed state, I pinched her clitoris hard with my fingers. Instead of a pained moan, a moan of pleasure escaped her lips.
“Haang!”
“Heh, the development is complete.”
“Haa, come to think of it, Elisha!”
“How is it? Do you understand a little of what it feels like to be a masochist who enjoys pain?”
“Aah! I understand enough, so stop pinching!”
“Yes, Madam.”
When I obediently withdrew my hand and sat back, she shot me a slightly dissatisfied look. I smiled inwardly at her unconscious reaction of craving masochistic pleasure. The Madam sat up, let out a sigh to calm her excitement, and stroked the crest now settled on her lower abdomen.
“I received the yin crest solely for the sake of producing healthy and excellent heirs. I hope you live up to my expectations.”
“Leave it to me. I’ll make sure you bear the finest offspring.”
A child with my brother’s physical abilities and the Madam’s intelligence. It would be a child destined to excel even among humans. Seeing me answer so obediently, the Madam wore a troubled expression for a moment before sighing again.
“Considering all your hard work so far, I’ll let it slide just this once.”
“Hehe, it felt good, didn’t it?”
“Ahem.”
After a short cough, the Madam stood up, gave me a sidelong glance, and left the room.
That night, after harvesting the Madam’s eggs, I used the fact that it was my turn to serve my brother to collect a large amount of high-quality semen. First, I washed my body in the shower room on the first floor, prepared for the night’s service. The water was stored in a tank, purified, and pumped up using electricity generated by a generator—an extravagant method. After thoroughly cleansing myself, I put on the special outfit the concubines were required to wear during night service.
Though it was called a service outfit for concubines, it was a highly revealing garment that emphasized the breasts, waistline, and groin with thin straps. Wearing it made me look more like a sex slave than a concubine. This, too, was something the Madam had ordered so that I would remember this was not affectionate sex, but the service of a sex slave.
Anyway, dressed in that service outfit, I headed to the service room on the sixth floor where my brother was waiting. On the way up, I ran into some women resting on the fourth floor.
“Hello, Sister Elisha.”
“Hello.”
The women greeted me with their hands clasped in prayer, bowing politely. Each of their foreheads bore the shining holy scar of the goddess Erutina. One of them, noticing my outfit, asked,
“Are you going to serve the Savior?”
“Yes, it’s my turn today.”
“I’m jealous of the grace you’re about to receive.”
“We want to serve the men too.”
These women, who had once been filled with hatred toward men after being raped by gangsters, had changed significantly through enslavement, the Madam’s proselytizing, and education. The wounds they had received from the gangsters and their guilt over the killings had been diluted and erased by the Madam’s teachings—that it was only natural to deal with unsuitable men who tried to dominate them. Now, these women, whose mission had become to find and serve men worthy of dominating them, openly envied us, the concubines who served our brother, an obviously superior and excellent male.
“We’re diligently searching for suitable men, so please wait just a little longer.”
“May the goddess’s blessing be with you……”
They closed their eyes and offered a prayer to the goddess Erutina. Since I was also a nun, I joined them in prayer for a short while. After finishing the brief prayer, I went up, stood in front of the door where my brother was, knocked, and spoke.
“Brother, it’s Elisha, here to serve you tonight.”
“Come in.”
After receiving my brother’s permission, I opened the door, entered, knelt at his feet as he sat on the bed, and said,
“Thank you for allowing me to serve you. I will serve you with all my heart and sincerity.”
“Yeah. But do you really need to say that greeting every time? You already know everything anyway.”
“It is a duty that must be performed for the one we serve as concubines.”
“Ruya does it, Charlotte does it…… You all really stick to your duties as concubines.”
“Because that is the strength that keeps our family running smoothly.”
While answering my brother, I naturally removed his robe and began the actual service. Beneath his thick shaft, his heavy testicles hung low, still boasting considerable weight even after having filled Ruya’s womb with a large amount of semen the previous day. I carefully supported the large testicles with my palm and gently kneaded them while injecting vital energy. Passing through the parasite that twitched slightly at the touch of the energy, I observed the testicles and saw healthy, vigorous sperm swimming energetically with their tails.
Mm, they really do look healthy no matter how many times I see them. Even without a yin crest, possessing such excellent virility must be thanks to his natural stamina and the parasite. Without stopping the injection of vital energy, I pushed in a large amount to further promote sperm production, then gave two kisses to the rock-hard, fully erect glans.
Smack, smack. First, I used my tongue to carefully lick the glans and the area beneath it, coating it with lubricant. I enjoyed the twitching reactions of his shaft every time I softly licked the bumpy area below the glans. Meeting my brother’s gaze as he looked down at me, I sucked once on the urethra from which transparent fluid was leaking, then took his shaft deep into my throat. Just as I was about to tighten my throat muscles and begin proper fellatio, he suddenly grabbed my horns and stopped my head.
“Wait, stay like that for a moment.”
Since his thick shaft was completely blocking my throat, I couldn’t make a sound, so I expressed my consent with my eyes instead. Feeling the ticklish sensation of his pubic hair against my nose, I held my breath and stayed still. Gradually, my consciousness began to grow hazy from lack of oxygen. This was an unavoidable reaction since the AI was currently running on the biological brain—the Abaddon brain. Still, after a while, my brother grabbed my horns and pulled back, removing his shaft from my throat, allowing me to breathe again.
“Huu~ As expected, Elisha’s throat-pussy feels best when it’s just left inside without moving.”
“Cough, cough.”
“Your horns are convenient, like handles.”
“Mmm.”
Before I could say anything, he grabbed my horns again and pushed his shaft back into my mouth. The sensation of being used like a masturbation toy brought a subtle sense of depravity that added a sweet pleasure. After shaking my head back and forth by the horns for a while, my brother suddenly pulled his shaft out with a curious expression and asked,
“Come to think of it, what kind of man was the one who taught you how to serve?”
“Chup, why are you suddenly curious about that?”
“I guess you could call it curiosity about the man who let go of such a good woman like you. And thanks to him, I get to receive such pleasant service.”
“Chuurp, he’s my sister’s husband now. He’s completely under her thumb. Smack.”
“What? So my sister-in-law’s husband was your ex?”
“Pop, it’s a bit complicated, but in the end, yes.”
When I was being trained as Havid’s slave, it was before Kyubey and I had separated, so things were ambiguous in many ways. The elements that had composed Elisha’s ego at that time had split to create the current Kyubey and Elisha, so it would be accurate to say we were both slaves together with my sister. Thanks to that, Havid was now completely under my sister’s control.
Perhaps because I had continued serving without rest, the signal that he was about to ejaculate for the first time finally came.
“Elisha, I’m coming.”
“Paa~ Please hold on for a moment. All the semen I receive while serving tonight must go into my womb.”
“Yeah? Then hurry up and present your pussy.”
“Yes, brother.”
Following my brother’s instruction, I quickly lay down on the bed and spread my legs without removing the strap that emphasized my pubic mound. The thick glans easily parted the plump pussy flesh protruding between the straps and settled inside my vagina. My brother pressed down from above, penetrating deeply, then leaned in to kiss me. After a light kiss, he opened his mouth and accepted my tongue. Chuurp, chup. I gulped down the saliva that flowed in on its own. While exchanging a deep kiss and meeting his eyes, my brother soon pulled his lips away and said,
“Huu~ This is nice. No matter how much I eat my women, I never get tired of them.”
“Haang, everyone is putting in a lot of effort to create bodies that are delicious to eat. Thank you for enjoying them.”
“At first, I felt burdened by how devoted everyone was, but now it feels natural. It’s scary how adaptable humans are.”
“Hehe, you’re doing everything right, brother.”
“Yeah, yeah. Shall we start again?”
“Yes, brother.”
Grabbing both my legs and lifting them higher to penetrate even deeper, my brother moved in rhythm with me as I arched my back and adjusted the angle of my pelvis to facilitate smoother insertion.
Thud! Thud!
“Haang! Aang!”
I tightened my pussy in the rhythm and intensity my brother liked while acting out expressions of pleasure. Seeing my satisfied expression, he moved his hips even faster. My brother enjoyed the intense, deep thrusts that poked and withdrew from my cervix, then began ejaculating while buried as deep as possible. In sync with his ejaculation, I conveyed my will to Las, forcibly opening the entrance to my womb to receive every drop of semen directly into it. Feeling the movement of his shaft inside me and the swaying of his testicles against my body, I embraced his muscular frame. My brother buried his face in my chest and only lifted his upper body after finishing his long ejaculation.
“Huu, thank you for ejaculating.”
“Hmm~ Your condition seems good today? I think I can come a few more times.”
“Please come inside my womb every time.”
“Alright, I’ll do whatever my cute Elisha wants!”
Thud! Thud! Thud!
At my request to fill my womb with semen, my brother’s eyes changed and he began using my pussy even more enthusiastically, moving his hips with renewed vigor. While enjoying the pleasure from the intense sex, I diligently performed sperm sorting, storing only the sperm with superior genes separately. After enjoying various positions while sweat poured down his muscular body, my brother finally pulled his shaft out of my pussy after ejaculating four more times.
“Whew~ It’s hot. I didn’t turn on the air conditioner to save electricity, and now it’s sweltering.”
“Should I turn on the air conditioner? Haum.”
“It’s fine. We’ll have to open the windows and ventilate anyway.”
As soon as the insertion ended, I immediately began cleaning fellatio. The taste of semen, fragrant love juices, and sweat filled my mouth. After finishing the cleaning and swallowing the small amount of semen remaining in my mouth, I knelt on the floor and said,
“Thank you for accepting my service.”
“Yeah, yeah. Come here and lie down next to me.”
“Yes, brother.”
Normally, a concubine who had finished serving would leave the room immediately, but since no one outside would know the internal situation anyway, we often spent time together without others knowing. Not minding his sweat-drenched body, I pressed close and lay beside him. He extended his thick arm to make a pillow for me. I embraced his hot body, feeling the warm energy of the semen and vital energy filling my womb, and began sorting the sperm.