Deflowering Ceremony (2)

The cock finally plunges inside.

My massive shaft forcibly stretches this narrow passage left and right.

This was a crucial task. After all, it was reshaping Morgana's vaginal walls to the shape of my dick.

"Ah…!"

With a sharp cry, Morgana's body arched back like a bow. I was stunned by the elegant curve it created.

Now I get why artworks emphasize curves.

Beautiful lines twisting to form a new passage. Just watching sent waves of pleasure through me.

The thrill of manipulating this stunning woman at my whim was unparalleled. Truly…

Conquest, was it? What made it especially delicious was ravaging Morgana—someone of such lofty status—when I was comparatively lowly.

"I-it's in." "Yes, all the way in. How does it feel?" "I've never had a massage like this…." "Of course. I'm the only one in the world who can give it."

Rasca and Morgana were both mine now. No other bastard would touch them.

Having grown up an orphan without parents, I had a fierce attachment to my possessions. Money, clothes… anything I owned, I wouldn't hand over to anyone. I'd keep it forever.

"So, no more of these massages from ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠anyone else. Only from me." "Mmm, obviously…." "Good. I'm glad you understand."

I yanked Morgana's hair back harder. Her taut silver strands gleamed like molten silver.

"Lucky your hair's so sturdy." "Dracula hair regenerates even if cut. An imp like you couldn't manage it anyway." "Hng."

That meant I could pull even harder. What a blessing to have a sandbag that wouldn't break no matter how nasty I got.

"Shall we start the massage proper, then?"

Time to fully indulge in this massive ass.

Squelch… I pulled my hips back, and her pussy juices clung to my cock, soaking it. Her labia lips trailed out too. The tightly clenched slit, forced wide by my attached dick, was a sight to behold.

I withdrew about halfway, then thrust forward again. Squelch…! So tight, it was hard to push in.

"Hoo, it grips so tight." "Naturally. You wouldn't know, but true ancestors are superior in every tiny detail."

Hmm? Rasca managed this much too. Was she underestimating my cute little wolf?

"You're so chatty." "I'm just answering your questions…. Uuugh!? Haaah!!"

I hated her smug attitude. So I shut her up. I pulled my body forward and rammed my cock in again.

Pelvis met ass. With that cushy flesh cushioning my bones, I could pound from behind comfortably.

"You have to be quiet during sex…. I mean, massages. Keep your mouth shut and savor the cock." "It's so big…. My belly feels so full. My lower abdomen's heavy—it's a weird sensation." "Good or bad?" "Hnggh…. Ah, ah! It, it's starting to feel good."

How many times had I yanked her hair and slammed into her red inner folds?

Gradually, Morgana's waist began to tremble.

"You're not cumming already, are you? I won't allow it." "N-no, haat…. Huhuk…. No way I'd cum so soon…." "I told you. No cumming. How can I do a proper massage?"

Smack! I slapped her plump ass cheek.

It'd probably take tens of thousands of punches to kill Morgana. That was our power gap.

Yet a light slap made her whole body shudder like a jolt of electricity, and she collapsed face-first onto the bed.

"R-really, no…. Don't hit me." "This isn't hitting. It's an ass massage." "But my body won't listen…. Huhuk, hng! Heuk, haat…."

Smack, smack! I spanked her ass repeatedly while snapping my hips forward. Morgana tried to recover her posture, but my constant thrusts just kept ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠toppling her. Her legs only quivered helplessly.

"Do vampires die of dehydration, by the way?"

Drip, drip… Her pussy juices poured out in increasing volume, soaking the sheets.

A normal person would've died from this much fluid loss already. Morgana leaked an absurd amount.

"Aah, haat! Wh-when can I cum already! Hurry, finish me off!" "Don't worry. I'm about to cum too."

I'd grant Morgana special mercy: a creampie.

"I'll fill you up deep inside." "Ah…."

Spurt, splurt, spuuurt.

Thick semen burrowed into Morgana's depths, the sticky fluid staining her vaginal walls.

Finally! I'd hosed down a true ancestor with my seed-laden cum. She couldn't get pregnant, of course.

"Haa…. Ah, you came inside. Trying to impregnate me…." "What are you saying? This isn't sex—it's a massage. No pregnancy possible." "R-right. Yeah, it's just a massage. No pregnancy."

More because this was a dream and I was an imp, but whatever.

The dream's starting ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to collapse.

This dream had lasted a good while. And the gains were huge. Nice…. I'd keep the memories this time, no wipe.

"That concludes today's massage. See you next time, Lady Morgana." "Eh…." "Answer me? You worked hard today."

Smack! I slapped that full-moon ass a few times, but Morgana didn't respond. The delayed pleasure had utterly broken her.

Soon, I'll make her like this in reality too.

What a satisfying meal. Incubi had sex instead of food, so yeah, this counted.

I woke to Rasca waiting patiently. She knelt submissively, collar and all.

"Welcome back, Master…." "Yeah, I'm back. Suck my dick."

This wasn't for me—it was a reward for Rasca.

While I dreamed, my body was vulnerable. Anyone messing with me could cause big trouble. That's why I kept Rasca by my side: my bodyguard.

"Thank you!"

Rasca lunged at my standing cock. Slurp, she engulfed the shaft. I stroked her hair and checked the floating message window.

I'd earned ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠new skill points. Lately, point gains felt lackluster.

Well, it meant higher ranks brought real power. The next rank-up would make me much stronger.

Direct physical influence? What did that mean? I tested it immediately.

"Rasca, spit out the dick."

"Yes…."

"Hmm…. Get horny and squirt pussy juice."

"Huh? No way that's possible…. Uuugh!"

Gush, gush, gush! Pussy juice sprayed from Rasca's cunt.

"Oh." "Wh-what's happening…."

"My new power. Don't worry about it—just keep sucking."

"Yesss…."

Vague explanation aside, it meant I could issue strong commands. If I said her arm hurt, it actually would.

Cheat-like, but there were conditions.

Made sense—had to be hypnotized first for physical changes. Morgana was already under, so it'd work on her right away. Probably.

Skills grow stronger per level, but with added conditions.

Instant power-ups would be boring. The fun was in toying with them slowly before full conquest.

"Hehe…."

I stroked Rasca's grinning head, savoring the blowjob. Later, pitting her against Morgana side-by-side sounded fun. Imperial double fellatio or something. Hmm… yeah, that'd be good.