A New Onahole Walked Right In
The two of them lay sprawled on the bed, panting, female brands stamped across their lower bellies after they'd just taken pussy-verification shots right in front of me.
The broad marks covering their entire lower abdomens glowed with a blinding brightness. Those heart shapes were nothing less than proof that they'd already conceived my child.
"So now your bodies can't even get pregnant off anyone's cock but mine. And you were virgins with figures like these? Unbelievable."
I let out a laugh and slapped their pussies—smack—and both of them threw their heads back with a hoarse cry, climaxing on the spot.
The way they panted, hot and breathless, was genuinely something to behold.
"Ahaah… an onahole isn't supposed to rest, though…"
"Well, rest for now. You'll get fucked to your heart's content soon enough."
"Aah… Lord Marbas, you're too merciful—"
They said it in voices gone completely molten, and I savored the way they melted into my arms.
I grabbed a handful of ass, buried my face in the nape of a neck, and breathed in. The sweet, heavy scent of a female in heat was almost too good.
"Heeeh… exorcists put all sorts of spells on their bodies to drive demons away, you know."
"But now… how should I put it. It's become a scent meant only for Lord Marbas. A dedicated female whose sole purpose is thoroughly pleasant service?"
Nelly said it lazily, then pressed her lips to mine with a wet smack.
I shoved my tongue in without mercy and tangled it with hers, and she exhaled a long, languid breath. The way she looked at me through those half-lidded, thoroughly melted eyes—half closing them—was a sight.
Our tangled tongues parted with a wet sound. A long, clear strand stretched from the tip of her tongue and snapped.
"Aaaah… your cock's hard again. Amazing."
At some point she'd dropped to her knees below me, and now she was panting hotly with my cock right in front of her face.
Then she took the fully erect shaft into her mouth and began to serve, slurping away.
"Ooh—already serving? Impressive. Just like an onahole."
"Maaaster—ignore that female onahole trash, I wanna suck too, chuup—"
As she said it, Nelly plopped down beside me, and I quietly leaned in and kissed her.
"Aaaah—that's cheeeating—you can't kiss while I'm sucking a cock that's been rock-hard since morning~"
Yume, rolling her tongue and completely lost in cock service, really had no business saying that.
Surrounded by their bodies like that, I took their eager service, then lifted my hips just a little and poured a thick load of cum straight into the mouth wrapped around me.
She let out a molten breath, drew her head back, and opened her mouth with a playful aah—and the sight was filthy in the best way.
"Wow. You really came a lot."
I answered with thoroughly satisfied satisfaction, then flopped back, and the two of them set to work on my cock all over again, licking and sucking without pause.
Honestly, these girls loved cock way too much!
Click. I snapped a photo of the two of them saying cheese together.
Me being in the frame was just a bonus.
The yin brands stamped on their lower bellies were, to anyone's eyes, proof itself that they'd become my exclusive females.
"Aaaah… we got photographed."
"This really shouldn't spread around… b-but if it's a photo of us carrying Lord Marbas's child, maybe it's all right?"
They were completely gone. Even stripped naked and photographed in that wrecked state, they were enjoying it, and I hardly knew what to say.
"You're excellent onaholes. Of course we take a proof shot or two."
I said it and lay down between them, and they broke into shy, eye-crinkling smiles and started clinging to me.
I pulled one into each arm and gave them a thoroughly satisfied smile.
God, this was too good. They were complete, hopeless sluts!
"But we've got these womb brands on us now. How are we supposed to go home?"
"R-right… the moment we go back, we'll be found out."
They looked down at the pink-glowing brands on their lower bellies, stroking them anxiously—and somehow even that was obscene.
"Well, outside, people generally won't notice. Frankly, this sort of thing can't be allowed to get found out, so I put a spell on it."
"I-is that so."
The disappointment was a bonus. This one had secretly wanted to get caught.
"Now then. What matters is that the two of you offer the other exorcists to me. As sacrifices."
I grinned and stroked their heads, then whispered the order into their ears, soft and low: offer them up.
Anyone listening would have called it the words of a demon.
"Ah… that's actually better."
"Getting to share Lord Marbas with the others—that's a reward!"
And yet, somehow…
Why were these two happy about it?
I stared, dumbfounded, and what came out of their mouths was something else entirely.
"But… Ken, now that I think about it, was nothing but trash."
"Mmm—so all of us becoming Lord Marbas's exclusive onahole pussies together is more of a reward, isn't it…"
"Honestly, all of us offering our pussies and getting fucked one after another, bang, bang—that sounds pretty good. Right, Nelly?"
"M-me too… the thought of the others getting pregnant with Lord Marbas's children beside me, slowly coming over to me… aah. Even thinking about it again, I like it so much my head feels strange…"
Ah. The pair of them had simply lost it together.
I let out a hollow laugh, but I didn't stop petting their heads.
They giggled—a creepy little heheheh—and buried their faces in my chest as they breathed, and it was filthy beyond words.
Womb brands stamped on their lower bellies, pussies packed full of cum, they dressed as if nothing were wrong and stepped outside.
Morning had come, and their bodies were openly reeking of semen, yet no one said a word. Demon magic, it seemed, was stronger than I'd thought.
"Then I'll see you later."
"Yes~ Lord Marbas!"
Giggling, the two of them climbed into the car the driver brought around and were soon racing off toward wherever they needed to be.
"Hmm… so who should I fuck next."
I thought it over, tilting my head. The work itself was the same as always, so that hardly mattered—but if the numbers kept growing, my cock was never going to get a chance to go dry.
So it wouldn't hurt to think it through a little.
I strode toward the elevator, and a secretary caught my eye, frozen stiff where she stood.
"Ah… Ch-Chairman?"
She flinched, trembling, utterly at a loss. What was I supposed to call that.
"Seika? What's wrong? Why the sudden reaction?"
"Th-that is… I mean… th-those two, surely, they…"
She twitched and twitched, quietly turning her eyes away, and it looked suspicious. Wait. Don't tell me…
"Come in and we'll talk."
"Y-yes…"
The way she panted, anyone could tell she'd seen the whole thing.
We took the elevator back up to the residence. Seika still stood beside me, at a complete loss, twisting her legs together.
Seated in the chair, I looked up at her, and the furious blush burning across her cheeks was plain to see.
"All right. So… from where did you see?"
"Th-that is… this morning, I just…"
"You saw it. Me with those two."
"Th-that is… I mean…"
She flinched and flinched, panting, and the way she kept stealing glances at me was deeply suspicious.
Mm. Nothing to be done about this.
"Fine. How much should I pay you?"
"Pardon?"
Pay her off and settle it. Firing her would probably be cleaner. Honestly, the secretary had worked hard for me up till now.
"You've worked hard alongside me all this time. I can pay whatever hush money you want. Just keep your mouth shut, reasonably—"
"Why! Why would you do that!"
"Huh?"
And why, all of a sudden, was she shrieking like that.
She glared at me with both eyes blazing, and what came out of her mouth was quite something.
"I-I'm lewder than those two! Honestly, with a figure like mine, I don't lose to anyone anywhere, so why won't you lay a single hand on me!"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Normally, in a situation like this, don't you do something awful as hush money? Isn't this too cruel?"
"…"
This girl, don't tell me…
"You. Were you hoping for that?"
"Ah…"
She gave a faint, visible flinch. Mmm… at this point I had no choice but to step in.
"Are you serious? I mean—"
"Hah, haah… really, then should I just do exactly what they did?!"
"What? Wait a—"
And then she started stripping, clothes flying. She flung them in every direction without a care, and it didn't take her long at all to pull her panties up over her head.
Then, eyes fever-bright, she looked at me, raised a hand in a crisp salute, and said it.
"Hah… haah—th-that is… I, I am, from this moment forward, the Chairman's exclusive bitch-pussy onahole! I swear my loyalty with my pussy, with everything I have!"
"…"
I looked up at her as she trembled and twitched, and a small smirk slipped out of me.
"Ah, really. I had no idea an onahole this excellent was right beside me."
"Ah, aah… aaaah…"
"I'll be counting on you from now on, Onahole No. 3."
"Yes, yeees…♥"