Chloe's Tearful Slave Declaration
"Hoo...?"
"Nyaaah... Masterrr..."
At Chloe's sudden declaration of enslavement, Minwoo paused his thrusting hips toward Aisha and turned to her with an intrigued expression.
"Hngh..."
"..."
Chloe's eyes brimmed with tears, as if she were a child who'd had her favorite toy snatched away—the one she'd always said was fine to share. What a selfish little elf.
Minwoo thought for a moment before speaking to her.
"I didn't quite catch that... Why don't you say it again, nice and clear?"
"Wh-what!? I said it loud and clear!"
"I was too busy shaking my hips. Whatever, if you don't want to."
"Urgh...!"
Ignoring the fuming Chloe, Minwoo whispered sweetly to Aisha once more.
"Sorry for stopping when you were right in the middle of it, Aisha. Shall we keep going?"
"Nyaaah... Y-yes... Masterrr...!"
"W-wait...! O-okay...! I mean, yes, sir...! I'll say it, so please don't ignore me...!"
As Minwoo started to turn away again, Chloe whined and sniffled desperately.
But Minwoo maintained his cold demeanor.
"Do whatever. I'm just gonna keep going with Aisha...! Hngh...!"
"Nyaaaaah...!"
As Minwoo resumed thrusting, Aisha wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, pressing her body even tighter against him. It was as if she couldn't bear even a second apart from him.
Aisha was already basking in utter bliss, having devoted her body and soul to Minwoo. For someone who'd endured over a century of heartbreak and emotional starvation, his hypnosis was, in a way, her salvation.
Not that Minwoo had thought that deeply about it.
Meanwhile, Chloe sulked beside them, sniffling pathetically.
"Sob... Me too... Chloe too...! Make Chloe your sex slave toooo...! Please rape me...! Let me have Master's baby toooo...!!"
But Minwoo didn't even glance her way until he'd pulled out after one more thrust into Aisha.
..."Haaah... Mas... ter..."
"Hmmm... One shot down..."
After unleashing a beastly mating press into Aisha's womb, Minwoo took a brief break. He wasn't tired at all, of course—this was consideration for Aisha, who'd climaxed dozens of times and collapsed from exhaustion by the time he'd cum once.
"Heh... Ever since my body changed, all the girls tap out first. Might need more than one or two to keep up until I'm satisfied."
"..."
Unless it was the succubus sisters' numbers, full-time play might be impossible now, he mused to himself.
Chloe, meanwhile, stared at him with desperate longing, still holding her mating-ready pose.
"Hmmm...? So... what'd you say earlier, Chloe?"
Finally turning to her, Minwoo watched as Chloe squeezed out her tears in a plea.
"M-me too...! Make Chloe your sex slave toooo...! Share your baby batter with Chloe toooo...! I beg youuu...!"
"Hoo... Now we're getting somewhere."
With Chloe fully groveling, Minwoo finally smiled and approached where she lay.
"..."
"Hmmm..."
Gazing down at her pitiful upturned face, Minwoo suddenly reached out and gently stroked the soaked mound of her pussy.
Her whole body shivered at the touch.
"Hyaaah...!"
"Yeah. So, what do you want me to do?"
His hand only grazed her outer lips, leaving Chloe maddened by the teasing sensation.
"S-so... Master's... thing..."
"Say 'cock.'"
"C-cock... Master's cock... in Chloe's... here..."
"Pussy."
"Pound Chloe's pussy over and over...!"
Minwoo smirked as he gave the naive elf her sex ed lesson, one word at a time.
"That's it? Just poke it once?"
Chloe frantically shook her head.
"N-nooo...! Once isn't enough...! A hundred times, a thousand... keep pounding meee...!"
Minwoo burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.
"Puhaha! You talk a big game. But you pass out before ten thrusts every time. Why would I stick it in a weakling like you?"
"Th-this time... I'll endure it for sure...! Please give Chloe Master's cock toooo...!"
Though she said that, Minwoo had a feeling she'd fail again. Elves like Chloe had zero sexual immunity by nature. A couple experiences wouldn't build tolerance overnight—especially not against him. Even if he rounded up every female elf, they'd all collapse first.
Of course, that fragility was part of their charm, so Minwoo had no complaints. Someday I'll have to visit their habitat, he thought, then magnanimously told Chloe:
"Well... if you beg that hard... how can I say no?"
"R-really...!?"
"Yeah. Can't ignore such a heartfelt plea."
"Hngh...!"
F-finally...! Master's gonna do me...!
Forgetting her original goal entirely, Chloe simply rejoiced inwardly.
"But... declare it properly one more time. That you're becoming my slave."
"Hyaaah... O-okay... I mean, yes, sir..."
"How well you declare will decide how many thrusts you get, so think it over and make it good."
"Urgh..."
After pondering Minwoo's words, Chloe squeezed her eyes shut and shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Th-this elf, Chloe...! From this moment on... declares herself Master Minwoo's devoted sex slave...! Whenever and wherever Master desires... I'll spread my legs without hesitation... ready to welcome Master's cock...!"
"Hmmm..."
It was almost a direct copy of Aisha's declaration, but not bad at all. Minwoo gave it a passing grade, then tossed her a curveball question anyway.
"You say you'll be my devoted sex slave... so what about your duty as an elf?"
"Eh? Th-that's..."
Hit like a brick to the back of the head by "elf duty," Chloe's face went blank. She'd clearly forgotten all about it.
"Living eternally by my side as my sex slave... or fulfilling your duty and returning to elven lands. Which do you choose?"
"..."
Her mind was already a jumbled mess from Minwoo's repeated brainwashing, but this question stumped her. She'd been ignoring her pleasure-chasing self under the excuse of "getting pregnant," and now that he'd called it out precisely, she was speechless.
As Chloe floundered in confusion, Minwoo chuckled heartily.
"Kekeke, just kidding. Yeah, you couldn't choose anyway. It's fine, Chloe. Becoming my slave doesn't mean abandoning your elf duties."
"Th-thank you..."
"Sorry for getting serious there. Ready to start?"
"Hiiiii...!?"
Minwoo slapped her pussy mound with his palm, making her jolt, then climbed atop her.
"Wrap your arms around my neck and legs around my waist. Like Aisha did earlier. Same thing."
"Y-yes...!"
As Chloe obeyed, Minwoo gave her lips a light kiss.
"Hyah...!?"
"What, don't like it?"
"N-no, sir..."
Far from hating it, her heart pounded even harder. Maybe this was what he meant by needing love to conceive more easily.
"Here... I go...!"
"Yes...! P-please... grant your elf slave Chloe... Master's cock...!"
Having learned to beg properly, Chloe received her reward: a brutal first thrust from the start.
"Hngyaah...!"
Squelch...!
"Hguuuuuuuuh...!?"
And sure enough, Chloe rolled her eyes back with an unrestrained beastly scream.
..."Hggrk... Haaah..."
"Predictably pathetic."
Despite vowing to endure this time, Chloe lost consciousness the moment Minwoo thrust in earnest. Barely twenty seconds, if that—not even a full minute.
Though compared to her previous ten-second record, maybe she'd improved a bit.
"This is getting annoying."
Pondering a solution, Minwoo suddenly had an idea and tested it.
"Shock therapy, maybe. Not sure if it'll work, but..."
He adjusted positions for ease. Lifting the prone Chloe, he lay down himself, then stacked her atop him—not face-to-face, but from behind, like embracing her in reverse. As if she were using his body as a bed.
"This frees up my hands."
What to do with those hands? His left cupped her left breast, his right her crotch. Pinpointing her nipple and clit precisely.
He'd heard somewhere that just as men feel differently along the shaft versus the glans, women do too. Pussy pleasure builds gradually like climbing a mountain, while nipples and clit hit like a sudden freefall.
Like dousing an unconscious prisoner with ice water for interrogation—Minwoo pinched her nipple and clit hard simultaneously.
The reaction was spectacular.
"Hgi iiiiiiiiik...!?"