Taming the Defiant Goblin Onahole
Kuh...! Kill me! At the base of my cock, vivid virgin blood stained it clearly. It must've been some gimmick unique to onaholes created by my Unique Authority. Even mass-market onaholes sometimes replicated hymen-breaking, so for ones made by my power, a mere hymen and virgin blood were child's play.
It was just an onahole, nothing more. But seeing with my own eyes that I'd pierced a virgin sent a surge of conquest and exhilaration through me.
"Hah, haa. Ugh, my virginity... taken by a lowly human like you..."
Snapping back to her senses, the onahole spoke to me. Mostly moans, so I couldn't catch everything, but she could apparently form proper words.
"What? You can talk, onahole? I thought you were mute before I killed you."
"Hoo, haa. Our race all have language systems. It's just your inferior human kind can't comprehend... Hah? Why the hell am I even answering you?"
It was due to the obedience compelled by my Onahole Absolute Dominion, of course. But the goblin hero's ego, unaware of that, seemed confused by her own compulsion to respond against her will.
"Just to check—onahole, you're not a demi-human, right?"
Hiding my ability was urgent enough; a demi-human issue on top would be trouble. Thankfully, at the word "demi-human," the goblin hero's ego bristled and snapped back.
"Demi-human? Don't lump me in with those filthy things, human. I evolved into a high goblin by the power of the Demon God. To be mistaken for god-made trash like demi-humans—disgusting!"
"Kuh, what the hell did you do to me?!"
"Eh, whatever. Calling you 'onahole' all the time feels off, so give me your name."
"...I have no name. The Demon God hasn't granted me one yet."
"Hm, no name? Want me to make one up?"
"No need! Any name not from the Demon God is worthless!"
My offer seemed like a grave insult; the snarling goblin hero's ego only made me more determined to name her.
"High goblin or whatever, you're still a goblin... Blin? Brina? Yeah, Brina sounds good. Matches your exotic(?) look, too."
"How dare you decide on your own...!"
The goblin onahole—Brina—protested, but the system updated her item name the moment I named her.
◈ Material: High Goblin (Hero) Female
"Yep, your name's Brina now. System even renamed you Brina-Hole."
"System! So you're a minion of the gods? Some intelligent monsters from upper dungeons or the Tower call awakeners 'god's minions.' Sure, us Earthlings survive by the Tower's systems made by the gods, but 'minion' rubs me the wrong way."
"And you're my minion."
"Like hell I—!"
This insolent onahole needed her spirit broken. Perfect timing, too—Brina-Hole was still warm, slick with lube, no cleaning needed. I wedged my glans back between her massive labia.
"Stop! You crazy human bastard! Pull that filthy thing out right now?!"
Brina's scream echoed in my head. A pleasant, melodic voice. Rubbing my glans against her entrance like before, her pussy lips welcomed me back eagerly, slurping as if to say, right here~ Answering the invitation, I slammed my cock deep inside in one thrust.
"Nngooh?!"
"For someone who hates it so much, you're feeling it way too good, huh?"
"Th-this is because you did something...! Nngh! D-don't move inside!"
Her pussy clenched so lewdly I couldn't stay still even if I tried. Just my cock twitching inside made her tighten harder, like she was getting off on it.
"T-take it oooout...!"
Struggling to speak through the pleasure, Brina demanded I pull out. I could've ignored her, but I complied, slowly withdrawing.
"Kuh! Don't pull out slow—yank it all at once!"
"Why? Too intense?"
"Y-you... I'll kill you."
With some breathing room, her voice turned icy and threatening. Not scary at all. Her haughty tone just felt like onahole flavor text. Hilarious, really—she still hadn't realized her situation.
Feeling her pussy folds suck me back in like they didn't want me to leave, I pulled out inch by inch.
"Ugh, kuh! Stealing my virginity while I slept is unforgivable, but... you did save me, so... I'll spare you. Make you a slave in our legion instead."
Whose slave, now? Time to clue Brina in on reality.
"Still haven't figured it out?"
"What nonsense... Hurry up and pull out already! Are you deaf?!"
"Cheeky for an onahole. Unforgivable? Slave? Can't you see who's getting used like a slave right now?"
Schoop— I shoved back in, right to her pussy's end. Sadly, Brina-Hole's depth was too short for my full length; only a bit over half went in.
"Hyaa♥"
"Oh? You can make cute noises too? From now on, moan like that every time you feel good."
"Wh-who's—ah♥ th-that, hyaaang♥ s-sound...! Nngoo♥ D-damn♥ it♥"
Did she think I'd actually pull out? Caught off-guard, she let out sweet moans. Tell her to keep moaning when she cums, and one thrust has her spilling them nonstop.
"St-stop, enough! Hya♥ If my body could move—if not for these injuries—ngoo♥ you'd be♥"
"Damn, your moans alone might make me cum."
Every haughty word made her pussy squeeze tighter—a natural aphrodisiac. A talking onahole was the best. The urge to fully break this Brina-Hole, clueless as she panted in pleasure, overwhelmed me. What would she do once conquered by ecstasy?
I started pounding her pussy like a regular onahole.
Squish—squish—
"Nng♥ hyak♥ ugrrr♥ S-stop♥ ugh♥ ohwoook♥"
Moans burst from Brina with every thrust. Several per stab—imagining her cumming each time kept me rock-hard. Her inner walls sucked me in, folds rippling to milk my cock. Without lube, it might've trapped me for good. The suction let me feel every lewd wrinkle.
They say a famed pussy moves like a thousand wriggling earthworms—this had to be it. Her glans-ridge scraping deep folds made her walls undulate like waves, stroking me relentlessly.
"Nngooh♥ Whyyy♥ hiyak♥ c-can't I moooove♥ heuk♥ maaaake♥ it♥ stooop♥"
Too lost in pleasure to speak properly, I paused the commands.
"Talk normally again."
"Haa♥ haaak, haa. Grrooo... Finally speaking right, but the pleasure didn't vanish—Brina was still out of it.
"You're dead. Remember that?"
"What bullshit are you—?! What did you do to my body?!"
"Body won't move? Isn't that obvious? Where's your body, anyway?"
"What...?"
Finally suspecting, Brina went still. Like I'd let that happen. Onahole's gotta serve her purpose—clench my cock nice. As a warning, I prodded her deepest spot.
"Who said stop?"
"Ugh! Grk...!"
Her desperate moan-suppression was amusing. Ashamed to show pleasure while being used one-sidedly? Like a captured female knight—only made me hornier. Shaking Brina-Hole, I kept thrusting as I spoke.
"You got limbs right now? A mouth to talk with? Think immobility's from bonds or wounds?"
"Grro... ki...ll me."
"What?"
"Kill me! Don't humiliate me more—just kill me! I don't know what you did, but dying beats this misery!"