PoV Melony
I shuddered as the sadistic Queen started to strap me onto the table in my memory. That time was something of a fog now to me, and even now, I was regretting all my choices.
Why was Willingly going back to this?
Why?
This woman kidnapped me, hurt me, humiliated me, hurt me, hurt me, then sent me to the depths of depravity with pleasure that fried my head. Even now, I wonder if all of this was real, that I was now some businesswoman in the Demon Lands instead of a C ranker working for a small-time gang on the docks.
I could not help but miss that time as a small-time boss in those docks. It was the time when I was the neck of a chicken instead of the tail of a phoenix. Since then, the things that I have seen have opened my mind. C-ranker was someone who was worthless in the world. I could barely call myself someone, and the B-ranked Mistress that now owned me was a someone.
The real question was why the Mistress continued to keep herself as a nobody. She was clearly a strong B-ranker of some kind. I could tell that she continued to win the fights that she got into, and during peace, that was harder than you would think. She was also a Gang boss. I had no idea what was happening around her, but there was always something going on.
My old boss was a B ranker too, but he never had as much gold and funds as Mistress did. She was clearly better at making businesses. Hell, the business at the port was something I could not understand why it made gold. I could not fathom for a while why people would come to pay part of their profits to come to our establishment to do the work they were doing. They could use their own house or various other facilities.
Brothels were a great place to be doing it.
But they would come to our hole in the ground and pay to be there. They were paid less but did way more business in return. Hell, the Succubi in the area loved the establishment so much that they wanted us to expand to other places.
Succubi needed Sexual energy for procreation, and that meant that they were willing to pay others sometimes for their energy. Our establishment brought in a bunch of not-so-wealthy people to come in and pay them to do something they might otherwise pay others to do. It made me think that I should set something up for the Incubi to see if the business would work with them.
My mind snapped back to the present as Mistress, looking like a Queen, fully naked, her snow white ears twitching as she finished pulling the bindings tight. My legs were now spread in an M shape, and my pussy was gushing. She smiled that sharp smile that sent shivers down your spine.
Why did I do this to myself?
It was hell the first time. The desire for everything to happen, then for it all to stop. Then it happened again and again and again and again. I don't even remember how long it all went on before I just broke, and the pleasure was overwhelming. But the stress of running that business and talking to those fucking idiots during the day made me remember the pleasure.
That sweet, sweet pleasure and the Mistress's hand as she made me orgasm again and again endlessly.
Just the thought of it was like a sweet, sweet drink that I could not help but want to taste again. "Ah, Melony, these breasts are still the jugs that I remember," Mistress said, walking over, grabbing my ample bosom in her hand, and I moaned. The shock of her grip sent tingling through my body. "I am going to make you scream so much~!" Mistress declared, and my regret hit new heights.
Fuck, why did I do this?
WHY~!
Because my body was tingling in anticipation while my head regretted it, I could not wait, but I wished it had never come. My body shook, and Mistress disappeared only to reappear with something metal, and I knew it was Mistress's toys that she used to play with us. Sometimes I could not help but wonder what would happen if Mistress had a dick of her own. Clearly, she was missing out on part of the experience that I thought she would enjoy.
Fuck, why was my mind like this since Mistress took me? I felt like a completely different person now, and that I was not myself.
Suddenly, she pushed things against my nipples, then bound them there before injecting energy into them. My head blanked as shock went up my spine to my head. I heard myself moan as my head shot back, hitting the table, and I moaned louder. My nipples suddenly were bursting with pleasure and a little bit of pain as the two metal balls seemed to hit each other while my nipple was in the middle of them. My breast, on the other hand, was sensitive and rumbling with this soft pleasure. It was nothing that would get me to the end of an orgasm, but it sent soft pleasure through me.
Mistress was not done, and I saw nothing as suddenly I felt her between my legs, and I tried to close them. I did not stand a chance as they were bound open, and suddenly my legs started to tremble. I could feel her breath, and I could feel that she was watching me. "Mistress, please, be Merciful," I begged, and she laughed.
"Merciful?" She asked her voice clearly, not even thinking about it. "I think not, we have barely started, and you are the one to ask for it. No, I think I will enjoy myself and listen to your screams for a while. Enjoy your reward for being such a good bitch."
Then she blindfolded me.
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PoV Sally Ironsand
Melony now deserved her reward, and I was still happily surprised that she begged for this. This hellscape is called an Orgasm hell. Once someone tasted it, it was like taking a bad drug. Sure, it messed you up and the consequences sucked afterward, but the more time you put between you and having it made you think about it in a different light. With Melony, it seemed to put it in a more positive light.
I could only chuckle as she already was moaning just as her large melon breasts were being teased with four vibrators, two for each nipple. They were sending her into a gushing little cunt that was looking forward to something to penetrate her. The problem was that I was not going to give her what she wanted from the start, completely.
I would ease into things and develop her body a bit.
Instead, what I brought out were two round balls with long handles that I had used before for others. I chuckled, looking at the vibration enchantments, and I used a blindfold to blind Melony for this part. Her pussy was on the chopping block now, and I got in position before her. I grabbed the pussy spreading device and I spread the entrance of her cunt and she moaned out a complaint, "Mistress, what is about to happen, I am a little scared."
"Hmm, too bad," I said with a light chuckle, and I watched her cunt tighten as she tried to close her pussy to the world. Her pink wrinkly walls were gushing with liquid in anticipation of what was to come next, and I already could see her womb descending in order to feel things even more. So I brought the ball inside her, and she gasped.
"Cold~!" She cried out.
I pushed in, and I heard her moan as she felt things moving around inside her, and I grinned, wishing I could also shock her with these things. I should find a craftsman to see if they could do a custom job. But it did not take me long to hear her gasp again as I rubbed her cervix, and I pumped energy into the enchantment, bringing it to life, and she threw her head back as I vibrated her cervix. She gasped, and I found a g-spot with the other ball, and I sent energy into that.
"OH FUCK~!" Melony cried out, her breathing heavy as she gasped for more strength, and her legs moved in the restraints, and I rubbed both her G-spot and Cervix with the toys. Her cries started to fill the room, and it did not take long as her cunt tried to close up tightly for the walls of her pussy to spasm, and she screamed as she squirted all over me. I continued, though.
"Oh, that was a good one, a hundred and fifty more to go," I told her jokingly, although I might actually choose that number.
"A HUNDRED AND FIFTY~!" She cried out in distress, "I-I~!"
"I know, what a fitting reward from your Mistress, unless," I let my voice trail off ominously, "You don't like my reward which you asked for," I finished, and she went quiet.
Or she tried to because I started to poke at her cervix and g-spot even harder, and she screamed and her pussy erupted again. Her body shot into the air, and she cried out in delight and pain as she fell back to the table, gasping. "Oh, another good one, Slut," I told her, and she moaned, and I thought it was time to continue.
"Mistress, please be merciful," She begged, and I giggled.
"No."
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Hey Everyone,
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I will be back at the end of the month and I hope you all have a great month. That is also the reason why I was a little late for this chapter.
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Madjic