The Onahole's Reward
"Ooooh- A cock bestowed by the Demon Lord is the beeeest!"
My goal had been simple enough. Keep grinding away at Favor Grinding, stack up goodwill, and at the very least make sure my head stayed attached to my shoulders.
And yet the whole plan had gone to shit from the very start. Looking back now, favor or no favor — the moment anyone caught even a whiff of the word demon, my neck would have gone flying on the spot.
Letting out a light, whooo- of a breath, I gazed down at Yume kneeling before me.
"Haa… haa…"
The way she kept spilling one fevered sigh after another was quite the strange sight. Stark naked without a stitch on, gasping her lungs out while kneeling there so meekly — it was almost violent in its effect.
Look at her, holding that pose so nicely. My cock must be damned good indeed.
At that utterly contented look on her face, she swallowed hard — gulp- — under my quiet gaze. And the words she finally managed to pant out were something else.
"I've decided to bring Nelly here… I told her this place was a great little part-time gig, hihi… ehehe…"
All molten and languid, exhaling those soft, fevered breaths — it was honestly a little funny to watch.
I nodded along as I took in the sight, and the way she squirmed, not knowing what to do with herself, was quite the curious thing.
"Mmmh… Nelly's a friend of yours too, huh?"
"Yesss… th-that's right? Because it's only natural for an onahole to offer her Master a friend. S-so, me too, please…"
Hearing her pour out that unhinged nonsense in a voice like warm honey, I gave a decisive nod. Then I stretched my leg out toward the girl — now trembling from head to toe, at a complete loss — and—
"Nnghiiiii-♥"
I bore my foot down on her head and pressed, and she let out a strange, hoooot- moan even as her pussy began to spray — splurt, splurt- — a truly spectacular sight, I have to say.
"Wow… You actually cum from getting your head stepped on? Just how much of a pervert are you? Honestly, this one's beyond saving."
I sneered and pressed down again and again, and she only trembled harder. Apparently she liked winding up in this state quite a lot.
"Heh… th-th-thank you- To think an onahole like me could be stepped on by her Master. It's practically a reward…♥"
Ah. She's even more broken than I gave her credit for.
Watching her get more aroused by the second from being stepped on — ooh-, ooooh- — I suppose you'd say a laugh slipped out of me before I knew it.
Nodding to myself, I flung my clothes off in one go. No one was coming in here anyway — and with her panting away like this, a little reward surely couldn't hurt.
"Hey, up you get. You promised you'd bring me a present — can't just let that go to waste. Believe it or not, I'm the type who always delivers the carrot."
"Huh…? What's that supposed to— ooooh-♥"
Still seated in the chair, I planted my proudly erect cock right in front of her eyes, and the strange, hoooot- breath that spilled out of her was beyond words.
"There it is — the cock you love so very much. Now then, serve it with everything you've got."
"Haa… haaa… The gallant cock my Master has bestowed with his own two hands- ooooh-"
With a soft chup- her lips met it, and she began subtly working her tongue. Leaning back against the chair and watching her at it… honestly, no words I had could do the feeling justice.
"Atta girl. Loving cock this much — and yet you held back all this time."
Truth be told, the far stranger thing was that she could keep her wits about her after taking a demon's cock into her mouth — but no matter.
Far easier to exploit her if she chalked it all up to the heat of the moment.
Heh heh- — chuckling quietly, I looked on as she rolled her tongue over and over, sunk completely into her devotions. Quite the view.
"But you seeee- Ken never had any interest in me… but you love me so well if I take a cock like this in my mouth. And Lord Marbas is nicer than he is… and more handsome, too…"
Rose-tinted glasses, completely. And the ones Ken once had her wearing were gone for good.
"So he was just a dud all along? Sounds like the guy was pretty pathetic."
"Pathetic isn't quite the word… more like, what is it… average? Not exactly handsome, right? And his body was worse than I'd imagined, too. Honestly, I have no idea why I ever fell head over heels for a man like that."
Probably a protagonist halo of some kind — and my barging in was what shattered it.
It's hardly rare, after all, for a homely or plain-faced male lead to sweep women off their feet anyway.
The problem was that I — for all intents and purposes an outsider watching the story from beyond the glass — had to go and wedge myself in. Once the spectator steps onto the stage, the cliché can hardly be expected to hold.
Not that it matters to me. It's nothing but my own speculation, in the end.
So thinking, I was sinking deep into the chair when — knock, knock- — came a rapping at the door.
"Eep-!"
And there was Yume — startled out of her skin, yet still refusing to take the cock out of her mouth. Beyond strange, as ever.
"My secretary's here? Come on in."
"Yes, entering now, Chairman."
With those words, the door slid smoothly open.
"Ahah- aaahh…"
Her shameful state laid bare before another person, her fluster was plain to see. Well, naturally — getting caught stark naked with a cock in her mouth would rattle anyone.
In came the pink-haired foreign secretary, Ellie, who set a stack of papers on the desk with a bright smile and spoke up.
"By the way, I hear you've found yourself a sweetheart, Chairman. She seemed like such a proper young lady, too. Fufu… And here I thought you had no interest in the opposite sex at all."
"Eh, not exactly. Work's just been busy until now."
Chup-chup- shloop-
That very sweetheart was, at this exact moment, naked as the day she was born with my cock in her mouth, right before her very eyes — and Ellie hadn't the faintest idea.
"What a relief. I was worried what would become of this company if you lived and died a bachelor."
"Hm? It's that serious? I thought a CEO-run setup wasn't half bad."
"The instability is simply too great. Caught at the wrong moment, the entire company could collapse overnight."
"Mm… I suppose you could see it that way."
I gave an easy nod and a lazy smile, and for some reason, the girl's cheeks went pink.
"Then I look forward to serving you for a long while yet, Chairman."
"Mm~ Your turn sometime later, Ellie."
At that, she beamed, eyes crinkling.
"Hoh- huuuh-♥"
Spuuuurt-
Spurt- spurt-
Amid wet, juddering sounds — gluck, gluck- — I pumped my seed straight down Yume's throat, filling it to the very last drop.
Between sweet, honeyed breaths she heaved and gasped, lips still pressed to my cock with a soft chuu- — truly a sight worth savoring.
"Chairman? What was that noise just now?"
"Huh? Nothing at all. You must be hearing things."
"Hmm… is that so? There's been so much work lately… Still, seeing the company doing so well does seem to chase the fatigue right away."
And with those rather gentle words, Ellie — knowing absolutely nothing — simply saw herself out.
"Uuh- ohh- shloop- chup-"
Yume, meanwhile, still single-mindedly gulping down cock-juice through all of it? Just a bonus.
"Atta girl — what was that racket just now, huh? Making sounds like that, begging for my seed, right in front of my secretary? Yes, I had a Perception Alteration Ward up, but what was your plan if she caught on?"
"Mmmh- shloop- chup- chup-"
Even as I chided her and gave her head a light knuckle-rap, the girl stayed wholly lost in swallowing down my cum.
"Fuhaa…"
At last she drew her head back, mouth brimming full of seed, and — ahh- — closed it.
She rolled it about — swish, swish- — then swallowed with a gulp- and finished with a soft, wet exhale.
"Thank youuu for cumming so much cock-juice in my mouth-pussy…♥"
The feel of that fevered breath brushing against my cock was, I must say, exceptionally fine.
"So. Your friend comes here to work part-time — that about right?"
"Yep!"
"And she's pretty, too?"
"Honestly? Almost too pretty to waste on the likes of Ken."
She burrowed into me — snug- — playing the spoiled darling, and I stroked her hair in slow, gentle passes. Naturally, she wasn't wearing so much as a thread.
By now, clothes had simply stopped meaning anything at all.
"Is that so? Impressive… Good work, Yume. What a splendid onahole you are."
"Ehehe…"
I gave a light kiss to the girl smiling up at me with soft, crinkled eyes — and she broke into a wide, goofy grin. A strangely endearing thing to see.
"Good. Then… I suppose I'd better make some preparations."
"Are you… going to make Nelly an onahole too? Like me?"
A delicate little question, that. Less jealousy than a note of anticipation, if I had to put a name to it.
"Why, all of a sudden?"
"B-but… if she becomes an onahole… I-I'm your onahole, you know. I suppose you'd call it a little jealousy…"
"Hm… Jealousy? From a mere onahole?"
I asked it lazily, quietly meeting her eyes. She swallowed a fevered breath — gulp- — and it wasn't long before she had burrowed into my arms, snug and tight.
"Ah… right. I'm a thing, aren't I. Here I was throwing my weight around like I was your girlfriend or something."
Exhaling a wet breath — fwoo- — she offered her apology at last.
"A mere onahole whose pussy exists to be offered up at any hour, getting jealous as if she were a person… I'm truly sorry, Demon Lord. Please, forgive me just this once!"
Ah, well. When she apologizes this desperately, what's a demon to do?
"It's a relief you know your mistake. I'll forgive you — exactly once. From now on, a mere onahole doesn't get to act up. Understood?"
"Yehehe… I understand, Demon Looord-"
Chup-
She planted a kiss on my chest, beaming with a crinkled-eyed smile.
Anyone could see it: the picture of a woman hopelessly, utterly smitten.