EP 4. Paradise - Behind the Scenes (♥)

Without even a moment to catch her breath from the successive orgasms, Baalzebub grabbed Lena and shoved his uncircumcised cock ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠straight into her pussy.

No matter how spread open she was, the size difference between them was monstrous. Just the length of his cock alone would reach from Lena's toes to her head. In other words, it was like getting impaled by a mammoth or an elephant—nay, an even greater disparity.

And sure enough.

The cock couldn't even make it halfway in, blocked by a physical wall. Lena's lower belly bulged out like that of a woman in the early stages of pregnancy.

"Guhuhu. It clings so tightly, squeezing just right—what a superb pussy. My Lena."

Baalzebub grinned sleazily as he gripped Lena in his hand, shaking her up and down without restraint, as if she were nothing more than a real onahole.

"Hello! No! No♥ Haa♥ Nngh♥"

Squelch. Squiiiish.

Every time his cock brutally plunged in and out, Lena let out vigorous greetings that sounded like moans, shrieking them over and over. And with each one, her voice grew stickier and more lascivious, morphing into a slutty, gooey tone that blurred the line between greeting and moan.

"Nngh♥ No♥ Nngh♥"

And finally.

Lena's pussy was flooded with semen. Her belly ballooned out like a balloon inflated inside her cunt, stuffed full of the thick load. Even then, the ejaculation didn't stop. Baalzebub pulled out and sprayed the rest all over Lena's body.

In the end, Lena was drenched inside and out, her entire form coated in thick white fluid like she'd been dunked in a milk pail.

"Hello! I... am... Hello! No!"

Even amid it all, Lena mumbled like a broken recorder, repeating her orgasmic greetings.

"Phew, well used. Guhuhu."

Lena...

I gazed at Lena, reduced to a total cumrag, with worried eyes.

"Guhuhu. If you're that worried, I can give her back."

Baalzebub said that, then approached and knocked me over cock-first.

Squiiiish♥

Caught off guard, I toppled over, and the rod shoved deep inside me—I came on the spot.

"Hello!"

Meanwhile, Baalzebub spread Lena's legs wide and positioned her dripping pussy right above my face.

Urk.

A foul stench wafted from Lena's pussy, hitting my nose and turning my stomach.

"Guhuhu. Know what Ria's thinking right now? That your pussy smells so rank it's the worst."

Baalzebub said, gently rubbing Lena's ass with his fingertip.

"Hello! I'm Lena!"

In response, Lena bucked her hips and greeted with another orgasm. Semen that had already been leaking out splattered across my entire face from the motion.

"Guhuhu. How's it feel, Ria? Your mood right now."

Baalzebub asked.

"The worst! Hate it! Horrifying!"

I answered reflexively.

Huh, I can talk...?

Too late, I was shocked and tried to say something else, but my mouth wouldn't obey, just like before.

"Guhuhu... Surprised? I gave you permission to voice your honest feelings. Just that much. What you said was your true heart right now. You hated it that much, huh? Guhuhuhu."

No, that's not it.

I desperately tried to deny it, but I couldn't with words or actions.

"Pussy! Smells! Hate!"

Meanwhile, my mouth kept blabbing away on its own, spilling my feelings.

"Don't be too sad, my Lena. I'll cover that naughty mouth that only spews foul words. Guhuhuhu."

Baalzebub said that and pressed down on Lena's shoulders, smashing her ass onto my face. Her gaping pussy hole covered my mouth, and semen started flowing in from between.

"Urgh... Hate... Worst...! Gulp...!"

Gulp, gulp, guuuulp.

My mouth gulped down the semen leaking from Lena's pussy hole on its own.

The worst taste.

"Hate!"

But why.

The more I drank, the more my pussy ached with need.

I realized too late.

Lying down had made the dildo stand inside me stop working.

It should be a good thing...

But why.

My chest throbbed with pitiful stabs.

"Hate!" "Guhuhu. Then you two play nice. I'll come back later."

Baalzebub said that and left.

"Guhuhuhu..."

Late at night.

Baalzebub lay in bed, leering at the screen with a perverted grin.

This magic window was another ability from the power granted by the God of Chaos: [Unique Authority: Collection Itemization].

Namely, [Unique Authority: Collection Management].

It was a sort of archive storing complete info on targets he'd itemized with [Unique Authority: Collection Itemization].

But the true essence of [Unique Authority: Collection Management] lay elsewhere.

It updated in real-time, unlocking additional features once itemization reached a certain threshold.

Direct control over the target.

The scope was limitless. It started with simple behavior control, but as itemization advanced, it extended to stats, emotions, moods, thoughts.

Finally, full real-time editing rights.

In other words, with a flick of his finger, he could twist his collectibles' joys and sorrows from heaven to hell at will.

The screen now displayed info on his two newest acquisitions.

Ria and Lena.

Their itemization levels were still low. All he could do was control basic actions and force simple phrases.

Both hovered in the low 20s.

Similar, but noteworthy was the sharp rise. Just yesterday, Lena's hadn't budged from 6%.

A true Heretic Inquisitor, indeed.

They underwent specialized training to resist temptation and brainwashing, armed with iron wills and mental fortitude to defy evil.

Yet Lena's had surged dramatically in moments. Pondering why, Baalzebub realized one key fact.

The relationship between that woman Ria and the heretic inquisitor was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠anything but ordinary.

"Slurp... Is the paizuri to your satisfaction, Master?"

As Baalzebub pondered, a voice came from his knee.

There knelt a redheaded girl with Baalzebub's cock nestled between her ample breasts, licking it devotedly.

Leah.

A veteran adventurer—and in the underworld, a thief with considerable infamy.

Once called a "righteous thief," she'd stolen from corrupt powers and distributed to the poor.

Of course, now she smuggled drugs and illicit goods, assassinated his rivals—fully devoting her skills to the worst of those corrupt powers: Baalzebub.

Leah's fate twisted dramatically when she left her hometown upon hearing rumors.

She'd come to the capital to become an adventurer, but her roots were here in Zion.

Abandoned by her parents as a child, orphan Leah wandered back alleys until scouted by the Ruby Eye gang.

Ruby Eye hadn't been the corrupt group it was then. Their fall began after Baalzebub took over.

Learning her mentors were slaughtered or cast out, Leah burned with rage.

She soon uncovered the truth: Ruby Eye's corruption started when a mysterious man named Baal rose to the top.

To eradicate the evil threatening the city, Leah infiltrated the transformed organization's lair. She even reached Baalzebub.

Had she been a bit more ruthless, she might have slain him and restored peace to Zion before this catastrophe.

But despite her thief's path, she was inescapably good. Baalzebub used hostages as shields, making her hesitate, then struck in that instant's gap with his ultimate power: his Unique Authority.

Thus, Leah fell into his grasp.

As a collectible.

To make her fully his, Baalzebub employed every cunning method.

Leah resisted with all she had, but ultimately submitted.

Baalzebub was insidious and vile. He exploited the tiniest cracks in her heart, prying them wide. From the moment she fell, her mind filled with despair, sorrow, regret, and grief—he filled it with ecstasy and joy.

Tempted by that sweetness, Leah's resolve wavered. She refused at first, but it grew harder. Finally, she fell for his false promise.

That if she pledged loyalty, he'd spare the city and Ruby Eye's old members.

Baalzebub was trustworthy. Though a villain, he had good in him—this warmth and kindness proved it.

If I stay by his side and persuade him, I might change his heart.

That's what Leah believed then. So she trusted his word and accepted.

Of course, the promise was broken—never even pretended. But to Leah now, it didn't matter.

Zion, Ruby Eye, even the kingdom's people—none of it mattered anymore.

Only his will, her master Baalzebub's.

Why hadn't she seen it all along? Leah mocked herself. Only Baalzebub mattered. She was born to serve him; her life's purpose was to be used by him. Even this lewd, slutty body she'd always seen as a hindrance existed to please him.

Enlightened, Leah devoted herself as his loyal limb, executing orders faithfully.

No matter what.

Even when ordered to lure old adventurer comrades with lies—even Lexia and Luna, reuniting joyfully—she didn't hesitate, slipping them drugged drinks. Her heart swelled only with satisfaction and joy at obeying.

Delivering the sleeping pair to her master filled her with pride. Now I can share the joy of serving Master with them.

Unlike expectations, Lexia and Luna didn't thank her. They showed betrayal, disappointment, sorrow at her change. It meant nothing. Others' words or feelings no longer mattered to Leah.

But insulting her master, calling him evil—she couldn't tolerate that. So Leah treated them harshly, joining his orders with even crueler "education" than her own.

In the end, Lexia and Luna became fine collectibles for her master.

Now, the three were Ruby Eye's core fighters and executives, expanding influence inside and out of the city.

All for Master Baalzebub.

"Your contribution was greatest again, Leah. Guhuhu. You never disappoint me."

Baalzebub stroked her head in praise.

Leah blushed shyly and replied.

"You're too kind, Master. I merely did my best to satisfy you."

Leah licked his glans meticulously with her pierced tongue.

Not just her tongue—her body bore piercings everywhere, designed solely for her master's convenience and better service.

Her pussy and ass had special procedures for maximum pleasure.

Those took a huge toll. Unthinkable agony for ordinary folk.

Dozens of enemas with special solutions to soak intestines in numbing agents, extracting uterus and bowels with tools for piercings and surgery.

Even Leah's sturdy body took months to recover from the massive overhaul. To her, every moment was pure bliss—for her master's satisfaction.

"Shall I continue with my mouth-pussy? Or use the one below?"

From endless service experience, Leah sensed he wanted full service now and asked.

She slid a hand down, spreading her sopping pussy—honey dripping in strings. Tight as a virgin's, it gaped wide at her fingers, stretchy enough for his massive cock.

Her inner walls, modified by drugs and surgery, had arm-like muscle elasticity and grip—perfected for sexual service.

"You've cum several times already. Tonight, just mouth-pussy service."

"Understood, Master."

Leah rose, adjusted position, swept back her side hair, gaped her mouth wide, and slowly engulfed his cock to the hilt—over 20cm of thick length, no problem.

Lips pursed, pierced tongue probed every inch as she began mouth- and throat-pussy service.

Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze. His cock's outline faintly bulged her throat with each ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠thrust. Air whooshed in and out like perverse sound effects.

And at the end.

Spurt. Spuuuurt. Massive semen flooded her mouth.

An amount even a nympho pro whore couldn't handle. But Leah, seasoned, maximized space to swallow it all, then tilted her head—lowering her waist too; slaves never look masters eye-to-eye or down.

Lips parted, she showed the pooled cum for inspection.

Approved, she pursed lips, slurped noisily and lewdly—sluuuurp, sluuuurp, smooch—savoring with her tongue before swallowing after a long moment.

Finishing with a semen-belch laced with musky scent.

"Thank you for the chance to serve today, my owner and eternal Master."

Service done, Leah dismounted, prostrating at his feet.

"Guhuhu. Good."

Business finished, Baalzebub used his power to revert [Collectible: Leah] to miniature figurine.

Sliiiide—now palm-sized, he picked ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her up and slotted her back onto the vibrating dildo stand.

To either side, Luna and Lexia posed cutely on their stands, pussies soaked, dildos slick with juices.

Baalzebub buried his face in the case, inhaling the fragrant female musk deeply, then shut the glass door.

"I'll use Luna and Lexia later too. Guhuhu."

To his words, Lexia and Luna replied mechanically, expressions and poses unchanged.

"Kyaa, love you sooo much, Master♥"

"I'll love only you forever, my master♥"

This was auto-set for when figurines reached high arousal.

"Guhuhuhu..."

Admiring his darling collectibles, Baalzebub suddenly conceived a wicked plan.

To fully claim his new prizes, Ria and Lena.