A Pleasant Stroll and Lilith's Despair
"Kyaaahhhhhoooo...♡"
While Kaisent's main body was out enjoying a leisurely stroll with Priscilla in tow, his clone had Lillian pinned beneath him in a mating press, grinding his cock hard against her cervix and rubbing it raw.
After dozens of climaxes from the relentless portio sex, Lillian gushed her juices in a spray like piss, soiling the clone's waist and belly.
"Hup! Hup!"
"I'm cumminggg...♡ P-please...stop...I'm gonna dieee...♡"
"If you're gonna die, die on my cock!"
"Cummingggg♡"
She had already climaxed dozens of times, yet the clone kept pounding her cervix without mercy, wringing out moans that sounded like she was about to pass out on the spot.
Just as the pleasure-laced terror of truly dying on his cock began to consume her, the clone pinning her down vanished.
"Hwahh...?"
Startled by the sudden disappearance, she barely managed to turn her gaze toward the door.
There she found Kaisent's main body walking into the room, leading Priscilla by a collar and leash.
Whatever had happened outside, Priscilla wore the meltingly happy smile of a thoroughly satisfied female, and the trails of cum still dripping down her thighs made it easy enough to guess.
"Ahh~ That was a fun walk. Right, Priscilla?"
"Yeees♥"
"Lillian."
"Y-yes♡"
She had only just clawed her way out of that hell of pleasure, yet Lillian still looked up at her cute, beloved husband with eager anticipation of whatever he might order next.
And sure enough, it was exactly the sort of thing that would let him savor the sight of them—of both of them—sinking deeper into corruption.
"You got dirty with Priscilla's pussy juices, so as her old lover, take responsibility and clean it up."
"Yes♡ I'll clean it for you♡"
A flicker of doubt crossed her mind—why should she, of all people, the former lover, be the one to do it?—but that was a trivial concern.
Seeing that Lillian could barely stand, wobbling like a newborn animal, Kaisent walked right up to her and presented his cock inches from her nose.
"Well? How's the smell of a cock aged in Priscilla's pussy?"
"It's fragrant♡ To think something this sweet could be Priscilla's scent♡"
"Auuu...♥ Don't...say things like that...♥"
Priscilla flushed with shame at the sight of her former lover sniffing a cock that had been thoroughly steeped inside her own pussy.
Slurp— chuurp—
"Hwahhh♡ It's delicious♡ So delicious♡ Priscilla's pussy taste is the best♡"
The cock coated in the juices of Priscilla—once her lover, now a sister-wife serving the same man—was absolutely divine.
Priscilla squirmed with embarrassment as Lillian rated the flavor of her pussy, turning her reddened face aside to hide it.
While Lillian's tongue diligently cleaned his cock, Kaisent considered what to do next.
Lillian got worked over pretty hard by my clone. She needs a break. In that case...
Rather than create another clone, he decided to take both of them on at once using every technique and experience he had accumulated so far.
He lay back on the bed and let his cock stand stiff and proud.
"Let's rest a little. Both of you, come here."
"Ah♡"
"Yeees♥"
The two mature, full-bodied older women settled in on either side of Kaisent, whose frame looked deceptively slight yet carried a quiet layer of lean muscle.
Seeing him like this really drives home how small he is.
So tiny♥ And yet somehow so manly even at this size♥
Lillian and Priscilla exchanged a glance, then began rubbing their bodies against Kaisent's as if caressing him with their very skin.
Soft, springy female flesh, fragrant and warm, claimed every inch of him.
"Nngh♥"
"Hmm~♡ Does it feel good, darling♡"
"My waist too, please."
"Yeees~♥"
The two of them stroked his belly and chest with their breasts, lavishing him with affection.
Even breasts that looked similar each carried their own weight, elasticity, and softness, and Kaisent smiled in satisfaction at the distinct pleasure each pair delivered.
Perhaps because they had once been a couple, the two women divided his body between them without exchanging a single word, working in seamless, blissful harmony.
"Haaah~"
This was no obligatory service. They pressed into him with genuine love and care, and Kaisent smiled contentedly as he stared up at the ceiling—until Lilith, upstairs on the second floor, suddenly crossed his mind.
Lilith was different.
Lilith had a world she had to return to, no matter what it took.
Not out of any affection for that world itself, but because the master she had given her heart to still waited there.
Continuous training had forced her to accept pleasure, yet she still fought it with everything she had.
Unless he erased or shattered the reason for that refusal, she would never become his woman the way Arty, Lillian, and Priscilla had.
At first I thought it was just her feelings for her old master...but looking at her now, there's something else mixed in.
Reading her reactions with sharp sensitivity, Kaisent sensed that her attachment to her former master was not the only thing holding her back.
He glanced left and right. The two women who had become his completely were cooing and fawning over him.
The moment her old master from that other world shows up, Lilith will leave my side without a second thought.
He hated that. He hated it.
Before he had held her, maybe. But he had held her more than once now—so she belonged to him.
Beneath his gentle, simple-hearted surface, the blood of a father who had dominated countless women and the greed and lust for dominion of a dragon lord inherited from his mother stirred and coiled.
This kind of free time won't come again. In that case...
Days of relentless fighting lay ahead. He would settle the matter of Lilith before then.
With that decision, Kaisent created clones of himself.
"Kyaah♡"
"Hah♥"
"I'll leave them to you."
"Got it! I'll kill them with my cock!"
"……."
For some reason, the clones were always more vicious than the main body, constantly pushing the women's limits further and further.
They were relatively mild for now, but there was no telling what they might become given enough time.
Father never put his will into his clones. Was this why?
Leaving Lillian and Priscilla to the clones, Kaisent headed for the second floor that Lilith had claimed as her own.
"Yap! Yap-yap!"
"Hwahng♡ So rough♡"
"Tighten your waist! That's how your pussy walls are supposed to squeeze me!"
"I-I'm sorryyy♥"
The two clones laid Lillian and Priscilla side by side and drove their cocks up into them in the missionary position.
"P-Priscillaa♡"
"Lilliaaan♥"
The two women who had once been lovers clasped each other's hands and watched each other's faces as they gasped under the clones' cocks.
"Ahaaang♡ I must have done so many good deeds in my past life♡ I've never been this happy since the day I was born♡"
"Mee too♥ Becoming a woman♥ I'm so happy♥"
"Heh-heh! What good little pussies!"
"Tomorrow you won't even be able to stand properly!"
The clones, stirred by the females' words that fed their male sense of conquest, hardened even further and began thrusting and scraping deep inside both women.
"Ahaaaaang♡"
"Darling♥ Darling♥ Darlinggg♥"
Seeing the Kaisents—so short and small that their faces rested against the women's chests—Lillian and Priscilla, without even needing to kiss, wrapped their arms and legs around their compact little husbands and held them tight.
"Hahk♥ Haahk♥ Huk♥"
On the second floor, Lilith gripped her cock and masturbated to the yin energy rising from below.
Even after pumping until her arm ached worse than loosing hundreds of arrows, she still could not reach climax.
It was the same as before—yet this time she was determined to finish by herself.
I can't let that boy hold me again!
Willing to burn the entire day if that was what it took, she kept stroking herself with fierce resolve.
To anyone else it would have looked absurd—why go to such lengths alone?—but she had her reasons.
"Lilith. I'm coming in."
"What!? W-wait!"
She had assumed Kaisent was still downstairs with Lillian and Priscilla, judging by the yin energy flooding up from the first floor. The sight of him opening the door and stepping inside made her jump.
Ordinarily he would have observed proper manners and waited. But he had come to dominate her, so manners meant nothing—he simply walked right in.
"You were masturbating, I see?"
"Y-yeah! So I don't need you anymore!"
"But there's no smell. Looks like you haven't cum even once."
"Ugh...! That's...because I just...started..."
"Nuna. Who's going to believe you just started when your face looks like that?"
Kaisent snickered, openly mocking the face of a woman who had clearly been at it for a long time.
So she isn't rejecting pleasure itself. She's only rejecting the pleasure I give her.
And what he felt from her was not longing for her old master, but a different kind of fear.
In that case...maybe this time I go all the way with no brakes?
Asking her outright would only get her to play dumb. And even if he learned the reason, he still intended to push her past her limits with pleasure. That part would not change.
Wearing a wicked smile, Kaisent closed in on Lilith.
"W-wait, stay back!"
Instinctive alarm flared. As he kept advancing, she threw open the window and tried to flee.
Bzzzzzzzzzz———!!
"Oooooohhhh~~~!"
"Ahahaha. Oh, Nuna. You really thought you could run with that thing still attached?"
He had flipped the switch he had prepared in advance, sending violent vibrations through the ball chastity cage. Lilith collapsed mid-escape, dropping to her knees with her ass thrust high in the air. Kaisent smiled at the pose.
"You tried to run, so first you get punished!"
He lifted his foot and drove a hard kick straight into the balls that her raised hips had left completely exposed.
"Gkkkoooooohhh!!"
"Wow~ One kick to the balls and you cum instantly? You're already a hopeless premature-ejaculation cock, and I honestly wonder what happens if you get even worse."
"Hik♥ Hhiik♥ P-please♥ Stooop♥ My balls♥ I'm cumming againnn♥"
The pain of the merciless kicks alone felt like it would kill her—and then the chastity cage's vibrations hammered her balls hard enough to hurt. Lilith could not endure the mix of agony and pleasure and begged desperately for him to stop.
But Kaisent intended to drive her all the way to her limit, so he set about draining the reason and stamina she needed to resist.
"Don't make me laugh! The second I stop, you'll try to run again!"
Thud! Thwack! Crunch! Crackle!
Kaisent's shoe kicked her balls with the toe, stomped them with the heel, and battered them without restraint.
The ball chastity cage at least served as armor; without it she would have frothed at the mouth and blacked out on the spot.
"Aaaagh! P-please! Stop! Stooop! My balls! They're crushing! They're getting crushedddd!!"
Spurt— spurt spurt-spurt— shuuuush—
She thrashed her hips and howled in pain as the crushing agony in her balls made her cock flop wildly, spewing cum all over the floor.
I'm going to die! And yet...why am I still producing sperm...♥
With every kick, her hypersensitive balls—screaming from the horrific pain—kept manufacturing more seed.
"You really just keep spraying without rest! Hahahahaha!"
Kaisent burst out laughing at the pathetic sight of her cock twitching and dumping load after load, then finally switched the device off.
"Hahk♥ Hahk♥ Hhiik♥ Hiiit♥"
Barely freed from that hell of pleasure, Lilith collapsed into the puddle of her own cum.
Every time her dark-elf body—with its distinctive elastic lines and full ass—heaved for breath under the aftershocks of pleasure, it sparked the urge to grab and knead every inch of her.
Artemis. Bring me the thing I mentioned before.
Kaisent admired Lilith's eye-pleasing figure as he reached through into the dimensional warehouse.
Squish—
"Aheung♡"
"Huh?"
A breast settled into his hand—warm, yet carrying a warmth different from living flesh.
He kneaded it unconsciously and turned his head. There stood Arty, smiling the smile she reserved for the one she adored.
"Arty, is the upgrade finished?"
"Yeees♡ I just finished the upgrade, and the dimensional warehouse opened, so I came out to look—and what an interesting situation this is?"
Kaisent had already conveyed his intent to Artemis by thought; Arty, receiving it by radio, understood his purpose at once.
Listening carefully, I could feel a terror in her beyond simple revulsion at forgetting her old lover to pleasure.
Arty, too, seemed to sense that Lilith's fear was not merely "being dominated by pleasure and forgetting her former love."
"I'd love to hear what got upgraded, but I'll save that for later. All right?"
"A shame, but it can't be helped."
With her master's permission, Arty—upgraded with rare metals unnecessary for magic-gun production—looked outwardly unchanged.
"I'll show you that part when we have more time."
"Mm. Anyway, perfect timing. With Arty helping, this one tool should be enough."
Kaisent accepted a toothbrush-shaped implement from Artemis and smiled.
"Heh heh heh heh. Tormenting Nuna is so much fun. Just imagining where to start is already a delight."
"Ugh...auu...♡"
Kaisent and Arty advanced on her together.
Faced with the two of them, every last shred of will to escape drained from Lilith. She knew with cold certainty that the worst scenario she had been desperately holding off was about to arrive—
No...I can't run...
—and the bleak truth that, with the ball chastity cage locked on her, neither resistance nor flight was an option, that she could only submit and take whatever came, plunged her into despair.