The Angel's Routine
I left Isabel behind in her busy lab and spent the next few days working as a bartender and exercising, behaving exactly as I always had. Living with Master at the hotel, I consumed thick, rich essence every day. In my spare time, I created Abaddon larvae and tucked them into my womb. Since the children anchored their tails into my uterine wall to feed on nutrients, my food intake increased gradually with their numbers. I had to eat far more than Tia did, which meant consuming quite a lot.
I lit one of the expensive chocolate-flavored cigarettes I’d bought, took a deep drag, and headed toward Kate’s shop. We had promised to play together last time we met, so that was where I was going. It was late afternoon when I stepped into Prometheus, her store on Central Street. The dim interior was lit only by a few lamps that barely filled the space with light.
“Sister, where are you?”
When no answer came, I looked around inside. From the closed door of the small room she used as a makeshift bedroom in the back, I could hear the wet sounds of flesh slapping together and intense moans.
Is this sister seriously having sex with her boyfriend after making plans with me?
Annoyed that she had scheduled playtime with me only to be fooling around with a man, I quietly cracked the door open and peeked inside. The dark room was illuminated by a single red lamp. What I saw was a familiar, broad, muscular black back.
Wait… isn’t that a Blackman?
Caught off guard by the surprise, I must have let my guard down, because the door creaked open further and made noise. The Blackman, who had been thrusting violently, flinched. Still buried inside Kate’s pussy, he lifted her body and stood up in one swift motion, staring at me warily.
“Who the hell are you?”
“Ahk!”
“Ah, I’m a friend of Kate’s.”
I stepped into the room with both hands raised. The man’s guarded gaze softened a little. Kate, still impaled on his cock and held up by him, had completely rolled eyes and was drooling, her face a sloppy, ahegao mess.
Oh dear, she’s already completely gone.
Since I had taken off my veil to smoke, the thick pheromones in the air felt unpleasant. Already imprinted by Master’s pheromones, I now felt instinctive rejection toward any other Blackman’s scent. Enduring the discomfort, I put my veil back on. Master’s pheromones entered my lungs and immediately made me feel better.
I lowered my head respectfully and stepped closer. He must have recognized my face, because he spoke in surprise.
“You’re Havid-nim’s slave? You know my slave?”
“Have you already conquered her? We’re close, like sisters.”
“I thought I’d found an excellent female, but it seems like your kind really do flock together. Just wait a bit. I’ll finish once and let her go.”
“Yes.”
Having said that, he paid me no mind at all and continued thrusting into Kate’s small body while holding her up. The size difference was so great that her lower belly bulged noticeably with every thrust, clearly showing where his cock was.
Whoa, is she really okay like that?
After pounding her like that for a while, he let out a groan as the essence concentrated in his cock burst forth. As his semen and energy flooded into her womb, Kate trembled violently, her eyes rolling upward. She could only hang limply in his arms.
I placed my hand on her lower belly—where her womb was—and began sucking the mixed essence out of her. As the combined energy of both of them was drawn into me, Kate convulsed wildly. He held her firmly in place.
“Kgh, I don’t know what you’re doing, but it feels even better!”
“Has she become a Queen?”
“Still in the middle of taming her, but she’ll submit soon.”
“Please treat her well. She’s a good sister.”
“Hahaha, I like this female too. I’ll cherish her, so don’t worry.”
While stroking the hair of the unconscious Kate, still impaled on his cock, he finally pulled out and gently laid her on the bed. Her pussy, stretched to its limit, twitched as it tried to close but couldn’t fully seal. A huge amount of semen poured out.
“Mm, the problem is her stamina is so weak that she always passes out. I can’t even get her to clean me.”
His black cock, covered in a mess of semen and love juices, dangled as he spoke. He grabbed some tissues and began wiping himself.
Oh, I thought he was going to make me do it, but he’s cleaning it himself.
“Shall I do it for you?”
“A slave shouldn’t serve another man without her owner’s permission. You know that, right?”
“Oh my, that’s right.”
The words had slipped out unconsciously—partly because he was going to be Kate’s Master, which made me feel favorably toward him, and partly because of an Angel’s instinctive desire to serve others. Instead, I took the used tissues from him, threw them away, and began cleaning up the unconscious Kate.
He dressed while still covered in sweat, then spoke to me as I wiped her body.
“I’ll head out first. Take good care of my slave.”
“Yes, safe travels.”
After he left the shop, I brought over a towel and thoroughly cleaned Kate. She was small and petite, so it was easy to lift and wash her. Now I understood why he had fucked her while holding her up.
I wiped her tear-streaked face with a wet towel, cleaned her whole body, then spread her legs to check her pussy. In the meantime, it had shrunk a little; the hole was now only slightly visible. I didn’t know how long he had been inside her, but the fact that it still wouldn’t close completely suggested it had been stretched quite a lot. I carefully cleaned her swollen, reddened labia, then slid a finger inside to scoop out the remaining semen.
Finally, I shook out her scattered underwear, dressed her, and laid her on the bed.
Hmm. The Blackmen really are incredibly proactive when it comes to targeting capable females.
Lyana was a former agent with decent abilities, and Kate was a successful android engineer. I played with her pussy a little longer while waiting, but she showed no signs of waking. Just as he had said, her stamina couldn’t handle his vigor and she kept passing out. It looked like she would need some training.
In the end, my playdate with Kate was canceled. I left a note and returned home.
Still, since she had been claimed by a Blackman, she would become a Queen. I wasn’t sure if we could continue our partnership. I’d have to ask her once she was fully conquered.
After that, peaceful days continued for a while. I logged into the game occasionally to meet Venus and check on the child in my womb. Since the baby was inside my game avatar, it grew well even when I logged out and didn’t need to eat.
While Master was violently thrusting into me to prepare for ejaculation, I thought about Theo-nim. He had told me the date of our next meeting. It had been nearly a month and two weeks since we last saw each other. He said the monster outbreak had been larger than expected, so he had been busy with a large-scale extermination campaign and had only just returned. He had destroyed three orc settlements, rescued the women held captive as breeding stock, and captured many rare monsters—quite an impressive achievement.
“Huff, huff. Still not there?”
“Master, please spank my ass while you do it.”
“Got it.”
“Ahht, that feels good!”
Being fucked from behind while my ass was slapped sent masochistic pleasure burning through my womb. Every time Master thrust, a little of the essence stored in his balls flowed into me, adding a warm, pleasant pleasure to our enjoyable sex.
“Kgh, I feel like I’m going to cum every time I thrust. You really are a masterpiece.”
“Hehe, does this feel even better?”
I skillfully rotated my hips, adding more stimulation to his cock. His throbbing grew stronger. The reason I could continue having sex without becoming desperate despite not being allowed to cum was thanks to my technique of absorbing a little essence with every thrust. Using this skill let us enjoy long, pleasurable sessions.
Master, who had initially found the sensation awkward, had quickly adapted and now enjoyed long, satisfying sex even more.
“How is the taming of your subordinates’ slaves going?”
“Hm, thanks to their hard work, we’ve tamed quite a lot of capable females. I heard many of them are your acquaintances?”
“Yes, ngh. I introduced them, after all.”
“Hahaha, I really chose the right slave.”
My pussy instinctively tightened around him in response to the slap on my ass. The tingling pain and the rush of essence that followed brought even greater pleasure.
Aaah, Master’s essence really does taste the best.
“How should I manage them?”
“They will become the management staff for the new Blackman-only brothel being built in Eden. It’ll be much easier to work if we plant our own people in advance.”
“Mmm, I see.”
His cock slid into my pussy with a wet squelch, slowly savoring my insides. Having been fucked countless times every day, my pussy had perfectly adapted to the shape of Master’s cock and gave him an ideal, satisfying fit.
While enjoying my pussy and slapping my ass, Master touched the anal plug and asked,
“When will your anal training be complete?”
“Mm, it’s about halfway expanded now.”
I had been developing my anus using the anal plug I bought before. Because my in-game body hadn’t been used for a long time, the development speed was slower than in reality.
“I can’t wait to taste it. And you always wear the veil with my pheromones on it, right?”
“Yes, I wear it all the time as you ordered.”
Because I was constantly breathing in the pheromones from the veil, my addiction had grown even stronger. I had tried masturbating while thinking of Theo-nim to test how deeply the imprinting had taken, but my body didn’t get aroused at all. Only when I put the veil back on and thought of Theo-nim did my body respond. The realization that I could no longer have normal sex with Theo-nim unless it was through Master’s pheromones filled me with intense guilt and depravity.
“Do you still like that man?”
“Haaang, of course. He was my first man.”
“Tch, it really is a shame I missed your first time. But you belong to me now.”
“Yes, and I love you too, Master.”
Master grabbed my hair and forced my head up, then turned my face and kissed me deeply while thrusting all the way inside. As I sucked essence from the cock pressing against my womb full of children, I said,
“I think I’m going to cum.”
“Finally. Then let’s cum together.”
“Yes, haaht.”
With the violent thrusts meant to make him ejaculate, I soon reached climax. The electric pleasure spreading through my entire body and the rich essence filling my womb left me dizzy and delirious.
“Hiiik, huuugh.”
“Uwooot.”
When I sucked all the essence stored in the yin crest on Master’s balls, he groaned and instinctively drove his cock even deeper. The larvae exposed to the essence filling my womb twitched slightly and curled up. For some reason, the larvae disliked essence and dug deeper into the uterine wall to avoid it. Especially the Abaddon core that had formed in the deepest part of my womb after becoming an adult—it was a Succubus’s second heart, so it was filled with essence, making it a place the larvae avoided.
Feeling the essence that had filled my womb being sucked into the core and stored there, I pulled his cock out of my pussy. After it slipped free with a wet pop, I took the steaming cock into my mouth and gave it a thorough cleaning blowjob while massaging his balls. The strange taste of his semen mixed with my own love juices somehow tasted delicious simply because it was Master’s.
After it was clean, I let essence flow into his black cock and checked the state of the yin crest. It had already reached the final stage. The crest, now fully settled in his testicles, constantly stimulated them to increase sperm production and heighten his libido.
Master, who had been stroking my hair and praising me while I cleaned him, spoke.
“It’s about time to give you the Queen’s tattoo that marks you as mine. Where would you like it?”
“Chuuup. Isn’t it usually done on the back of the neck?”
I sucked on his cock, drawing out the last drops of semen from his urethra as I spoke. Master looked at me as if I were pathetic.
“There’s a connection port on the back of your neck.”
“Ah, that’s right. Then where would be good?”
“I asked you first, didn’t I?”
“Um…”
The lower abdomen was out because of the Succubus symbol. While I held his balls and played with them in thought, he lifted my body, laid me beside him, and kissed me.
“It will be proof that you’ve become my slave for life, so think carefully and choose. You don’t have to decide right now.”
“Yes.”
While we caressed each other’s bodies and enjoyed the afterglow, Master, who had grown hard again, said,
“Cum-dump, come up here now.”
“Yes, Master.”
Lately I was always called his cum-dump, so I was used to it. I got into position, slid his cock into my pussy, and nestled into his arms. Lying face-down on top of him with my pussy stuffed full, I spoke while gently squeezing him.
“Master, starting tomorrow I’ll be busy with personal matters for a while, so we won’t be able to meet.”
“Hm, it’ll be inconvenient without my cum-dump. I’ll feel empty when I sleep.”
“I’m sorry, but it’s an order from my owner.”
“I really should meet your mistress sometime. Haven’t you been able to yet?”
“No, there were circumstances.”
Having been promoted to branch manager in charge of all Eden operations, Master now oversaw everything the Blackmen did in Eden. As a result, my status had risen too, and I was put in charge of managing all the Queens in Eden. Thanks to that, people in reality had even started calling me “Madam.” Master’s subordinates had also begun showing me a certain level of respect as his slave.
In addition, using enormous capital, Master had secured business rights in Eden, purchased a building to use as a brothel, and was proceeding with remodeling.
“Couldn’t you open a brothel without partnering with my owner?”
“Businesses backed by the ruler of a nation are on a completely different level. Eden’s brothels have many restrictions. The biggest one is that hiring ordinary women as prostitutes is mostly blocked.”
“That’s because almost everyone working in the entertainment industry in Eden is an Angel.”
Master held my face with one hand and stared closely into my eyes. Even though they had turned red after becoming a Succubus, they still looked lifeless. After observing them for a moment, he said,
“They said Angels are living dolls created by Eden. Dolls that cannot feel emotions and only move for the happiness of others. You’re different, but I feel an instinctive aversion toward Angels.”
“It’s because Blackmen instinctively sense good females. You must be feeling rejection toward their incompleteness.”
Perhaps for that reason, none of the slaves being tamed were Angels. There was even a Blackman taming a madam in her thirties as a Queen, but not a single Angel.
“More importantly, the others are copying you by making their Queens wear veils, and they’re getting complaints from them.”
“Hm? Is there a problem?”
“They say the veils get in the way when they’re trying to do personal tasks, and they’re so drunk on pheromones that they can’t work properly.”
“Uwahahaha!”
Master burst into loud laughter, then patted and stroked my back soothingly as he spoke.
“Now that we’ve created a management position for the Queens, we’re even getting complaints like that. I was right—Queens need to be managed by fellow Queens rather than their owners if we want to listen to their opinions properly. I’ll tell my subordinates to remove the veils while they’re working, so try to soothe them well. We’ll be living together for the rest of our lives, so we should show each other consideration.”
“Yes, I will. Oh, and a married Queen with a husband requested counseling. Because of the pheromones…”
We continued chatting intimately with Master. Naturally, we ended up embracing each other, breathing in his pheromones, and fell asleep together.