The Dragon of Mana, Yustitia (4)
“Yeah, good work...♡”
Yustitia looked down at me, saying that after wringing me out for ten more rounds straight.
The tails that had bound my body slithered away, so it seemed like she was really done this time.
“Fuck...”
The self-loathing was no joke.
I'd been completely helpless, jerking off into a slime onahole over twenty times...
It was my first time being so utterly one-sided from start to finish, and it left a shitty taste like nothing else.
“Oh, right... I still need to pay up...”
Yustitia muttered to herself about what to do with the semen she'd extracted from me, then turned to look at me.
“And, um... keep today's session a secret from Lilith and Hoaran, okay...?”
Keep it a secret?
Fat chance.
No fucking way I was doing that.
The second I got home, I planned to tattle everything to Lilith and Hoaran.
“In exchange, I'll throw in a little extra...”
She fiddled with her smartphone as she said it.
Trying to buy my silence with cash, huh? I made decent money already, though.
A couple bucks weren't gonna sway me.
Still... I figured I'd see how much extra she offered before deciding.
100,000,000 KRW received
From: Yustitia
Balance: [Updated]
A buzz, and a text notification flew in. I picked up my phone to check the deposit history—and just like that, any thoughts of snitching to Lilith and Hoaran vanished.
“......”
“You'll keep it secret, right?”
One hundred million won wired as payment for getting milked nearly thirty times.
By the original contract, it should've been just thirty million, but even with hush money, this was over three times that.
More than enough capital to heal my bruised ego from the one-sided milking.
“I've always had a pretty tight lip.”
Rich clients were always welcome.
Insanely rich ones?
Double welcome.
“Oh, and... when this runs out, I'll call you again, so same deal then?”
“Sure thing.”
Might as well think of it as a money copier at this point.
Keeping it from Lilith and Hoaran tugged at my conscience a bit, but otherwise, it was just standard dispenser work.
I didn't have to report every client or fuck session anyway.
After that, I got summoned by Yustitia every two or three days.
I had no clue what she was doing with my semen, but she'd burn through whatever I provided—over thirty loads each time—in under three days, which had me kinda curious.
“What the hell are you even doing with it?”
After a few summons, I'd gotten a decent read on Yustitia.
She hyperfixates on shit when she's into it, lowers her standards for the sake of her goals, and answers questions even mid-focus.
My first impression hadn't been great, but now? Not so much.
Partly because she'd figured me out too—she wasn't forcing orgasms like before.
Efficient, or maybe she'd optimized semen extraction...
Whatever you call it, things were way better now.
And here's why.
“Hm? Half to figure out your Gift's abilities... the other half for... various experiments? Lately, I've been... drinking it, I guess...?”
Squeeze.
She was straddling me, grinding my cock—wrapped in the slime onahole—between her thighs as she answered.
Compared to being tail-bound and forced to cum into the slime hole before? This was fucking hot.
But...
Drinking it?
She said it so casually, I thought I'd misheard.
After learning that groping her tits sped things up, she'd let me fondle them freely. Midway through kneading, I asked.
“...Drinking it? My semen?”
“Yeah? Yeah.”
No.
Why the fuck would she drink that...?
Were dragons like succubi, living off cum?
Seeing my confusion, she went, “Oh,” and added,
“Ah, I phrased it weird... Not like succubi, so don't get the wrong idea. More like... yeah, you get it now... I'm kinda numb to sensations...?”
Squeeze with her thighs as she spoke. I nodded.
Dull was an understatement—she barely felt a thing.
No matter how I mauled her tits or twisted her nipples, not a moan.
It wasn't just pleasure; she was numb to most sensations overall.
Yet sharp as hell investigating stuff. Over multiple sessions, she'd uncovered tons about my Gift I didn't know.
Like concentrating a species' trait on specific body parts... or focusing all active traits into one. She suggested it; I tried, and it worked.
That was when I learned about her numbness too.
As an experiment, she had me max out satyros traits at climax. The aphrodisiac scent hit me hard—even I smelled it—but Yustitia? Zero reaction.
Tested it on another client later; she went feral, slurping my cock like mad.
Yeah, Yustitia was definitely numb.
No ticklishness either. Overall, desensitized...
But what did that have to do with this?
“Yeah... maybe showing's faster...?”
She muttered, snapped her fingers—and whoosh, a bottle floated over.
Milky liquid inside. What the hell? Then she explained.
“This is lotion made from the semen you provided...?”
Lotion from my cum...?
Unfathomable. But what she did next was worse.
She scooped some out and slathered it on her own tits.
“Uh...”
Why the fuck rub that on...?
While I gawked, baffled, she leaned back against me.
“Here, look.”
I looked.
And saw it.
Pop...♡
Her nipples—utterly unresponsive no matter what I'd done before—stood erect.
“Found this mid-experiment... Your semen amps up female sensitivity. Isolated that effect, and voilà.”
No idea what mad science she'd done to discover that.
But seeing those perky nipples—unlike her usual dead-fish mode? I couldn't hold back.
“...Can I touch?”
“Huh? Yeah, sure.”
Permission granted. I grabbed both nipples with both hands.
“Nng...♡”
A genuine pleasure moan—small, but worlds apart from before.
“...This is for real?”
Fucking wild.
My cum had this effect...?
“Yeah...♡ The amount in raw semen is... ha...♡ too low for mass production... ah♡ but it's fun learning all this... ah...♡”
Messing with her hyper-responsive tits was a blast too.
“Oh, and... nng♡ this is the latest one...♡”
Squeeze and twist her nipples—she moaned through it all—then snapped her fingers again.
Another bottle floated over, different from the lotion. Milky, looked like cum...
But the label?
“...Dressing?”
“Yeah, that's it... ah♡ hey... can you stop touching while I talk? Feels good, but distracting.”
“Oh, yeah.”
Sucks, but she asked nicely. I stopped.
She sighed in relief.
“Made this after the lotion, on a whim. Turns out it works too... A sprinkle, and I taste flavors I never could before. Who knew food was this good? Dragons have been missing out half our lives.”
She sounded genuinely thrilled.
I knew her deal, so yeah—she'd never truly tasted shit before.
Understandable excitement.
That it came from my cum dressing? Kinda weird, but if she liked it...
Whatever.
What was my semen, anyway...?
Doubts crept in about it ending up as lotion or dressing.
Unexpected use, but she was happy. Who was I to complain?
Milky Way was basically semen too, sold in stores. Lotion or dressing now? Same diff.
“Anyway, might fix my constitution this way. Not a full cure, but matching normal senses during effect? That's the goal. No clue on the ingredients yet... but we'll figure it out step by step.”
Gotcha.
Kinda sorta.
Watching her geek out over fixing her numbness, I half-joked,
“Then why not drink it straight? Might be different.”
She froze.
“Drink it... straight...?”
She muttered it back.
“N-no, joking.”
Too cocky after a few meets. But she ignored me, mumbling on.
“True... Never tried raw. Not enough for experiments... Blind spot...”
Uh...
“Yeah, good idea. Worth testing.”
She popped the slime onahole off my cock with a wet smack.
Wait, for real...?
Seemed legit.
She sat up, positioned herself in front of my dick—the one she'd called filthy and refused to touch barehanded—and gripped it tight.
“Hey...”
“Hm...?”
Gonna say it wouldn't change shit, but why stop her if she wanted to?
Not like I forced her.
Chance for a free blowjob?
“...Nah, nothing.”
No downside for me.
“Feels like something... Whatever.”
She opened wide—ahh.
Her gaping maw revealed sharp-ass fangs inside.
Uh... hold up?
Why the fangs out?
Before I could stop her—chomp. Her teeth sank into my cock.