Slamming's Craved Reward
Even if I told Slamming I'd give her a reward. "What do you want?" It wasn't up to me to decide the prize. "C-can I choose it, Master?" "Yeah, since it's yours to receive." It was her gift, after all—she should pick it. Truth be told, this wasn't just out of consideration for her.
'Directly demanding sex would ruin the flavor.' Sex with my familiars had to stay in that benevolent dynamic. If they ever got the idea they were in the 'giving' position, even a little, our future sex life would turn grim and suffocating. Sure, capture basically hypnotized them into absolute loyalty as their master. '...No harm in playing it safe.' It was the bare minimum effort for a healthy, fulfilling sex life.
"...Th-then... I'll gratefully accept..."
I knew exactly what prize Slamming would ask for anyway. Judging by her lewd behavior so far, she was a true prodigy of perversion—she'd definitely demand something sexual. Plus, considering how thrilled she'd been watching White's post-battle sex...
"...M-maybe Master's... thing..."
I figured she'd go straight for sex. But no.
"C-can I... lick it and suck it?"
My dick? "You want to suck my cock?"
"...Y-yes... your c-cock."
'...She says "cock" just like that,' Slamming murmured in quiet admiration. Her innocence made corrupting her all the more delicious.
"You mean fellatio?"
"S-sucking Master's cock... is that called f-fellatio?"
I nodded. "It's possible, but... mind telling me why you want it?"
I crossed my legs arrogantly, like some interviewer.
"...Yes."
Slamming knelt properly, matching my rhythm, and answered with earnest seriousness.
"Th-that thing..."
Her tongue still stumbled over the words, but that just earned her extra points—my little secret.
"That came from Master's body..."
"Semen," I supplied as she hesitated for the right term.
"Yes, licking and swallowing that semen..."
She'd eaten it without even knowing what it was?
"...It made me feel so good."
Incredible—and insanely hot. This was raw beginner talent at its finest.
"...How exactly? Be honest."
I coaxed every detail out of her. Hell, now I was curious.
"Well..."
Blushing, she paused like a proper maid obeying her master's command.
"From the first whiff, my lower belly tingled more, and so much fluid came out..."
That's why she'd gobbled it right up. Pure instinct, animalistic.
It was awakening the beast inside me too.
"A-and... the taste was unique and addictive. Like I wanted more..."
"Addictive?"
"O-of course, in a good way!"
She hurriedly elaborated, sensing my probing.
"I've always liked salty flavors anyway..."
True—her clumsy personality meant she favored saltiness and hated bitterness, per monster traits.
"I wasn't used to bitter tastes, but..."
But.
"Master's s-semen made that fishy bitterness make me crave more...! S-sorry...! Th-this must be gross to hear!"
Gross? My dick was throbbing just listening.
Still, I hid my filthy excitement and spoke in a stern, dignified tone.
"No, if this is your prize, I'll grant it."
"...M-Master..."
Slamming's face softened with emotion—moved, maybe?
Her open gratitude made waiting unbearable.
"Ready to suck it now?"
The official fellatio ceremony began.
*Before that, I stripped off my clothes. "You got naked too, so it seems fair."
Slamming frantically covered her eyes, like she wasn't worthy to behold it.
"Y-you don't have to..."
"Why? Don't wanna see?"
"N-no, it's..."
Obviously not. Her sparkling gaze peeked through her fingers, devouring every inch of my male form.
"...It's too overwhelming..."
From my angle, same deal. Baring myself before a naked beauty was beyond thrilling—especially when she got excited just from looking. What more could a guy want?
"That's why it's your prize."
I bragged a bit, perching on the bed. "Go ahead, make yourself comfortable." I thrust my erect cock forward.
"...Very well."
Then Slamming.
"I gratefully accept the honor of fellating Master's cock."
Bowed naked, unprompted. Her smooth curve from back to hips to ass laid bare before me.
If she'd asked for sex as her prize, I'd have plunged in right there.
"Hurry up—it'll be better that way."
All I could do was urge her. Precum was already leaking, untouched.
"Y-yes...!"
She approached my cock.
"...Hoo..."
A tense exhale, warm and cool breeze grazing my glans.
Then.
Smack...
Slamming lightly kissed the tip.
"..."
I stared blankly, and she flushed beet-red, realizing what she'd done.
"...Ah, s-since it felt like lips, I-I didn't mean to presume a kiss on Master..."
She scratched her cheek with sincere apology.
"...Adorable."
Was that her intro? My cock twitched at the loving kiss, craving deeper intimacy.
"...It's fine. Keep going?"
"Ah... Yes!"
With eager reply, she lowered herself again.
Lick...!
Her bright red tongue flicked out, lapping the glans from top to base like a lollipop, root to shaft with care.
"...Ngh... Urgh..."
A low groan escaped. Was her saliva the same as her slime? Felt even thicker.
Each droplet on her tongue burrowed into my wrinkles, obsessively coating every inch.
'...Master's like that...'
To clueless Slamming, I looked like I was enduring rather than enjoying. Which was half-true—holding back urges.
So she pressed on, determined to fully savor her master's prize.
"Hah... I'll take it in my mouth now..."
With that, she parted her dainty lips.
Slurrrp...!
Slowly engulfing my throbbing member.
'...This... is... real!'
Pleasure rivaling—no, surpassing—sex. Before, I'd felt conquest dominating a woman's sacred spot. Now, the reversal: my most precious part thoroughly conquered, flooding my brain with strange superiority.
And I wasn't the only one blissed out.
'...So hot...! So hard...!'
Even more than her first time. With each up-down bob, each suck and release, each tongue twirl.
Master's cock grew harder, hotter than when it first erupted.
Oddly, that filled Slamming with immense satisfaction. Beyond mere taste— a sense of fulfilled purpose.
'Was I born for Master's cock?'
She pondered seriously. Her lower mouth drooled enviously with every upper-mouth suck.
If possible, she'd love to do what White and Salamander did.
Gulp... glurk...
But familiars had shame. This prize was already too much—more would be greedy.
Chomp chomp chomp...!
So she comforted herself manually. Master had once said, "Moving your body as you want is even better," approving it. It helped her focus on his cock too.
Did she know?
"...Hah... Nn... Ah..."
How seductive that looked to a man. Fellatio so intense she masturbated too.
I stifled moans, but they leaked.
"...?"
Slamming glanced up worriedly—that pushed me over.
"...Feels so good..."
Her innocent gaze drew out my honest truth—pure male instinct.
A real stud follows his dick's lead. Mine thrashed happily.
'...Good...? He likes it?'
Slamming felt the same. Master happy, not suffering? Peak familiar joy.
Her tongue and lips intensified. She'd held back fearing rejection—but now?
Slurp♡
Each motion brimmed with desire and love.
Slurrrrrrp! Jlurp...♡
For her beloved master.
Jlurp... Jlurp! Smooch...! Smoooooch♡♡♡
She held her breath, vacuum-sucking his cock.
"Ah, aaaah...!"
She finished with her tongue, lashing the urethra for max stimulation.
Instinct told her.
"Ngh...!"
It was close.
Then.
"C-cumming...! Here it comes, Slamming!"
'...Yes, cum...! Master's precious semen...! All in my mouth...♡'
Spurt spurt...!
Semen flooded out—the most voluminous load since arriving in this world.
But unsatisfied, she.
Smooch... smooch...
Despite her mouth full, slurped every last drop.
Lick... lick... lick...
No time to bask in afterglow—she tenaciously tongued glans creases and shaft wrinkles.
"...Mmm... Nn... Mmmph..."
She savored, not swallowing immediately. Master's flavor-packed semen was too precious to gulp down.
"...Hah... Slamming..."
I sighed, forehead in hand—she startled.
Replaying it, how gluttonous must she have looked? Even if he said it was good, there were limits.
Before she could apologize.
"Open your mouth—let me see."
No time to swallow; master commanded.
Guilt over her shamelessness made her obey instantly.
"...Ahh..."
Even now, her pervert side thrilled. Her clear slime mixed thoroughly with Master's semen into thick, sticky goo filling her mouth.
Opening wide, cloudy strands stretched like spider silk over her tongue.
How horrified would Master be...?
'...Ah......♡'
My prediction nailed it.
Her master stood tall again.
Seeing that.
'Just a little more...♡'
She wanted to suck more.