At night, the Shogun's palace is off limits to any, but those specifically invited by Ei, Yae, Sara, and the band of Hilichurls who live like secret kings with total access to the women's bodies all night long.
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The Hilichurls came out at night, hidden away by Ei not as slaves, not as chained cell dwellers let free, but as the kings of the night, striding out of their nightly dinners to find their lovely treats waiting for them. Ei, Sara, Yae, all knelt down back to back, obediently stripped naked, mouths watering with hunger as they prepared themselves for their lovers. The churls ate well, but these three women were the feast. The shogun, her devotee, and her priestess. Three of the most powerful women in Inazuma, all knelt and naked, offering themselves up to these mere Hilichurls, pussies drenched with anticipation for what awaited them and eager to allow the pleasure to pull them into the sheer hunger within.
Nobody knew about their appetites. They were, to the public face, resolute leaders in control of their own lives, but like many women across Teyvat, Hilichurl cock had become a secret, guilty pleasure, an addiction to indulge in behind closed doors, the shame of countless adventuring women whose clashes with their tribes only led to them being held down, violated, fucked into a state of oblivion and elation, and then returned to the world to crave more of that experience. Unlike many common soldiers, however, Ei was the shogun, a leader, a goddess, a woman of power and influence and means, and for her and her closest, only the delight of live-in Hilichurls for nightly gangbangs could do. They lived the finest of their shames and they did so happily, with the castle off limits at night to any who might stumble upon this secret.
A cock slid in between Yae's perky breasts and another pressed to her cheek, drooling with pre-cum while Miko's lips parted. "Tae me," she moaned, feeling that throbbing Hilichurl cock slide its way past her lips, dragged along her face and pressing against the side of her mouth, bulging out in a way that made him laugh and nicker, made the one sliding into her tits cackle along with him. Such immature little beings, but their thick, hard cocks beckoned her to overlook that and to let these pleasures surrender her to their needs, a depth of desire and a chaos she was so happy to welcome.
Ei, ever in control of herself, took hold of two cocks, holding strong to some semblance of a dignified steadiness while she pulled her lips to one and gave them head, but on somewhat steady terms of her own accord. She wanted to be careful here, at least needing to build up the urgency toward the inevitable crash. Control could be taken away from her, but she would not let anything stop her before then; she saw what she did with them as a careful balance, the role of a woman in charge until they ripped it from her, until they decided to commit their mutiny and violate her even harder for daring to try and push back against them. But until then, she remained resolute in how she sucked them off.
Sara had none of that. The least experienced of the women in these gangbangs, only a few weeks into having been churled when Ei invited her to 'stay the night', she folded like a dumb cockslut for their dicks immediately, especially with fingers in her hair to keep her head steady while three of them took turns throatfucking her into sloppy oblivion. She gagged her way through the recklessness of these attentions. She gagged her way through an overbearing, reckless struggle, a persistence of hunger and aggression leaving her fundamentally lost under the weight of all this lust. It felt like too much to grasp, an intense and exhausting rush of all of the wildest sensations, dizzy panics that left her giving in deeper, sucking without hesitation, letting her throat fill with dick and letting them have her fully.
All three women, in their own way, gave up to their true masters, letting their big, hard cocks leave them sloppily submissive, understanding in some measure or another the place they existed in, a fundamentally powerless spot of deeper hunger leaving them to give in to the struggle and the passion of uncontrollable lust. It all felt so good here, the perfect heat of winding chaos, unraveling without a shred of decency. All that she gave in to here was a burst of mad need. They understood what they were after, and the sloppy mess of a blowbang to get things rolling helped them start up with the wicked, fanatical earnest of something that they could turn into greater lusts soon. It was all exactly as it needed to be, the ecstasies they craved and understood to be so sublime now, so persistent, so beautiful. It needed only that special spark.
Quick thrusts and messy attentions didn't leave any room for sanity, the overbearing burden of simple delights from the Hilichurls making clear that their pleasures were simple ones, that the only thing they truly wanted was to get off and revel in this chaos, embracing that pleasure harder, allowing the heat to be too much for them to do anything about. It felt better, felt wilder, and invoked a pleasure so senseless and so wanton that there felt like no path forward now but one of absolute acceptance. These Hilichurls were in charge, and all any of the three women were to do was make them enjoy this. The night time was their time and they were eager to just fucking crumble. Fingers slipped down between legs and the women let their lust for cock and their hunger to suck turn these ravenous attentions into very simple, very eager delights. There was nowhere too far now; it was a race to the bottom and a surge toward the sublime madness of being dominated by these man-beasts.
Sucking, slurping, stroking, they submitted in earnest, and for their trouble came the brilliant pulse of a searing bliss that taught them to let fucking go utterly. There was nothing toy hold them from this sweet fanaticism and the pleasure of losing all control, and as the Hilichurls began to let loose their loads all over their faces, the girls reveled in the feeling of being used, being covered in cum, being treated like the sex toys they had so readily, so happily become. It was all they really wanted, and they took the loads in stride before getting dragged away from one another and pulled in to the downward spiral of a new angle of approach and madder pleasures head-on, the gangbang breaking out and the floor becoming an open field for cocks to claim these pretty holes in any way they wanted.
Ei and Yae ended up both dragged over by the same Hilichurl, who pulled their ample chests down onto his cock and demanded their attention, something neither woman was afraid to give. Their breasts were nice and slick with drool, just perfect for wrapping around the cock and pressing in together, nipples rubbing up in a rustling burst of satisfaction, adding to the excitement and pressure of this situation as they got to work at melting now into this deeper passion. A double titfuck was a familiar delight for the two of them, something they got right to work at administering now to the big, aching churl dick sticking up from their cleavage, fascinating them with its size and its virility.
"I can't wait to see how much you cum," purred Yae.
Ei moaned, "We will milk out every drop."
They were in total agreement and total sync, working their breasts along his cock, letting the friction compel them along. It wasn't enough to get them off, but it was a wonderful burst of sensations, sweetly indulgent and pushing them to want to let go of their self-control, to explore greedier possibilities. Satisfying Hilichurls was its own kind of satisfaction for them, the sweet ecstasy that urged them on into making out, kissing and licking the churl cum off of each others' faces. Yae and Ei were close in ways that begged them to keep giving up to something beautiful.
But another Hilichurl wanted in to this action, inserting himself between their over-active efforts with a pull on their hair, but one that had him yanking them back in toward one another once he got into the middle. The result was Yae feeling a cock sheathe its way down her throat to her utter ecstasy, while the shogun's face was pulled into a Hilichurl's ass, a grave indignity she responded to by sloppily making out with his hole on the spot. There was no worry about their kiss being broken up, no hesitation that could keep them apart; sharing the front and back of a man like this, they in fact felt all the happier to be giving in to this mad satisfaction. Ei didn't mind giving a nice, deep, messy rimjob to a Hilichurl. For all her power, all of her divinity, she was a shameless churled whore, addicted to their cocks like the other women with her, like the lowliest of mortals.
"Gluk gluk gluk," gagged Yae, her eyes shutting in elation while her head rocked madly along the thick cock in her throat. She threw herself earnestly right into the madness of giving in to it, allowing herself to fall into sweet euphoria now for the wild delights awaiting her, for pleasures and chaos and a burning elation that continued to ravage her. This was such a madly sinful delight, throat jammed with Hilichurl cock and her head spinning out of control, a maddening pulse of greed keeping her needing only more, finding herself impossibly caught in the sweet urgency of giving in.
Both Hilichurls received the twofold pleasures from the women, a symmetrical push toward devotion and satisfaction that ensured both of them received ample love for their trouble. It was a pleasure that couldn't be ignored, a fanatical swell of all the hottest, wildest pleasures. Throbbing without sense now through this, Ei and Yae threw everything they had into the simplicity and the hunger of embracing these feelings, their respective oral worship coming with the unerring persistence of a titfuck that steadily carried all these pleasures. It was a wicked delight joyfully compelling them along with hotter excitement. There was nothing to do but keep giving up to all of it, letting the whims of their Hilichurl masters carry them along. They had such simple indulgences, desires that felt so grand and so persistent that there was no need to pretend this to be anything but the grand chance now to let go.
Their pussies ached, bodies committing to the wilder surge of satisfaction and greed that had them acting out for the pleasure awaiting them. They needed to let this take them, the persistent and fanatical chaos that didn't leave anything to chance. They burned for more, aching and shuddering and finding that within this mad delight was something that left no room for calm. Undignified, unstoppable. It was the pleasure they needed, all of the greediest of these spectacles coming on without a care, inviting the pleasure upon her and keeping her needing to just crumble. The pursuit of these lusts was never-ending so senseless and so demanding in what they continued to throw in to, and the pleasure behind it left nothing to chance. There was only the joy of falling to pieces here, embracing the unraveling chaos and the sweet ecstasy of letting pleasure bully them around.
Gagging up a storm felt wonderful for the priestess, who carried herself like she was in a place here to lose her mind, the perfection of these crushing delights leaving her only wanting more, craving the sweeping fever and fanatical warmth behind it. She let go of herself, embracing the pleasure of rapturous hunger, refusing to allow herself to slow down while she gave up with all she had to these spectacles. She delighted in having her throat full of Hilichurl cock and in being so committed to losing herself. But not as much as the shogun did; shoving her face into some nameless Hilichurl's ass and slobbering all over his hole lit up the wildest of delights inside of her, desires that threw her thoughts into disarray and made her have to explore deeper the mania of her devotions, the recklessness and wild fire that carried her to break down for this. She tonguefucked him with reverence and desire, wondering if he was even aware of the divine being slurping now on his hole for his satisfaction.
When the men came, one did so all over their chests combined, while the other hosed down the interior of Yae's throat, painting it white while she drooled through these mad delights, her body thrashing through the ecstasy awaiting her. Yae took every drop she could in stride, and when the Hilichurl pulled back, a few droplets spared onto her tongue were the fuel she needed to dive right back in to a kiss with Ei, letting them savour their downfall and the sloppy euphoria of these fanatical satisfactions, an elation beyond control and beyond reason, inviting them to stop worrying about anything but the sweet collapse of their own dignity.
"Fuck me deeper, ruin my holes with these hard, fat churl cocks!"
Lifted up off of the ground entirely, Sara remained a hopeless mess, her moans filled with babbles of near-incoherent elation while she got bounced up and down on the thick shafts of a pair of hung Hilichurls who happily kept her feet in the air and her body sandwiched between them. The simplicity of all of these ugly pleasures left so little room now for control or any measure of dignity; all they could feel was the crushing weight of these mad desires leaving them to fall to pieces, to give in with earnest to feelings that became unreal. Every stroke, every push, every unstoppable motion of greed that ravaged their bodies, felt like another chance to crumble under the satisfaction awaiting them. It was too much to bear but it felt so good that the only thing to do was allow it to happen, crumbling now into the madness of earnest submission.
She was broken, happily churled and desperately seeking Ei's approval and recognition as a good slut for these hungry little guys. "Train my holes. I don't want anything but Hilichurl cock. Ever. In my life. Human men don't interest me when I can be your fuckdoll instead!" The pleasure tore so hard through her that she felt a bit over-eager with all of it, a crumbling mess giving in to the wilder hungers, to the collapse of all dignity within her and a feeling of profound insanity, the deranged panic of wanting to lose her mind now to all of these sublime desires. It wasn't right, but it didn't need to be. With every motion of her hips, Sara let herself slide just a little bit deeper into ruin, the persistence of chaos and greed leaving her only to fall apart harder and relish in the desire and the hunger this invited her to feel. She had no idea how to manage the idea that she was this far gone, but she didn't want it to actually stop.
Fortunately for Sara, the tight embrace of her holes begged the Hilichurls on to give her exactly what she wanted, ensuring she wasn't left wanting. Powerful strokes ravaged her, keeping up the beautiful and brilliant fire of pleasures that didn't feel real. She was stuffed to capacity, left to shudder and thrash about while these cocks had their ways with her, and all she could do was try to grasp the idea that she was in any measure of control of her situation now. They fucked her so deep, so hard, pulling her hair and greedily indulging in the vigor and the chaos of having her body for their own pleasure, a satisfaction that continued to escalate in truly deranged panic now. There wasn't anything she could do to understand this better, clarity eluding her more and more while the cocks did their best to undermine her thoughts.
"Fuck me. Don't stop. I want you to ruin me. Destroy my holes and make me your churled slave. It's my destiny. It's what I want." Sara didn't need anything she said to make sense, she just needed to say lots of it, to express herself in frantic, crumbling ecstasy while the cocks ruined her ass and her pussy at the same time. Maddening desires and the even persistence of the two Hilichurls using her left Sara feeling so weak, so powerless under their attentions. A military leader brought low by these simple churls; it was embarrassing to consider, but within that plunge into lowly lust came the core of what made her feel so fucking good, with her body jerking back and forth in dizzier urgency and these maddening pleasures leaving her to simply Scrambling now in the face of such wild pleasure, the rising, smothering madness of desires and hungers leaving her to fall to pieces.
Sara loved everything happening to her, understanding it as the deepest satisfaction of her hungers, the desperate gratification and fever of something to let take her by storm. She rolled with the passions, letting the pleasure take her deeper and allowing her thoughts to unravel, needing these feelings at their purest and accepting how far she could fall. Sara didn't want to be anything but fucked, and she savoured her collapse, the sweet downfall ripping her apart, teaching her deeper pleasures and enabling her surrender without a shred of care. It all built up, throbbing hotter through her body, these deep strokes and their mad friction teaching her to succumb to the inevitable and the senseless.
For all her trouble, the sweet crumbling of Sara's dignity brought her incredible swells of hot, searing delight. Ecstasy ripped across her body as she came, the electric back and forth of wicked delights leaving her needing more, happy to fall to pieces and to allow herself this moment to crumble for the cocks using her. The Hilichurls hilted into her holes and pumped her full to the brim with cum, cocks erupting to pump her full, to give her every drop they could, not sparing any effort to make sure that she let it consume her, rapturous and sweeping in its design and in the way it made her lose herself to mindless euphoria. Sara welcomed it all, her collapse earnest and brilliant, a fierce burn of flaming delight that helped anchor her to the sweet release and relief of knowing that she was destined to let go, losing herself in full to ecstasies that left he to unravel now for her own sweet delight.
Ei's hoped-for loss of control came on quickly, the shogun forced to her hands and knees on the floor, one cock slamming into her mouth and the other stuffing into her ass from behind, the relentless vigor and the persistence of dizzy, desperate ecstasies leaving no calm to this mess. The strong grip on her body was intense, tugging on her hair and on her hips while they violated her, deep strokes and a blistering persistence driven by pure hunger. There was nothing that could be done now to fight off the crushing ecstasies and hungers of giving in to all of this, the sweeping insanity and fanatical warmth of just letting fucking go. Ei welcomed her domination, the desolate bliss of letting herself crumble for this all.
It felt like just what she needed, feeling these strong Hilichurls take charge and fuck her raw, dominating her body in such an intense, relentless form of pure frustration. It was everything she could have asked for, putting her in her place, turning upside-down everything she carried herself with. Even the leader of Inazuma was naught but a horribly addicted slut for Hilichurl dick, moving back and forth in gasping ecstasy, letting their dominance overwhelm her, letting the simple desperation of her needs carry her to these depths. She didn't care how wrong it was, how insane it seemed; she was committed only to the crushing joy of letting it rule her.
Gagging on cock and having her ass smacked brought with it all of the most deranged and persistent of excitements, a hazy swell of delirious warmth and delight leaving her to fall to pieces, loving every second of the grand pleasures sweeping now across her body and inviting her to let go. There was no need for anything but this pleasure, a feverish push to make her keep feeling better, make her keep surrendering to the passionate insistence of her own collapse. She understood these feelings to be all the pleasure she could have asked for, a frustration sweeping without a care now across her body and bringing her down to the throes of pure insanity without a shred of sense. A chaotic disrespect tore across her wilder, hotter, a lesson of crushing and confrontational chaos that made her feel better with each second about just how far she could fall.
For Ei to feel good about surrendering control to them like this, she needed her surrender to be profound, needed to feel in her core that she had lost her way utterly, that she was so deeply engaged now in her mad desires that there wasn't a shred of dignity left to save her. It fueled the ugly swells of passion carrying her to need more, compelled into the reckless elation of pleasures fascinating and senseless enough to enkindle the bliss awaiting her. She needed it so fucking badly, sliding into the throes of these ugly and overbearing delights with less and less focus.
All she knew was cock. The cock ramming down her spasming throat, the cock battering her womb. The sense of being violated inside and out by fucking cock. This was what she craved, what she had upturned her own dignity for, keeping secret in the night her perversions and allowing them to wash over her with maddening intent, the swells of pure spectacle and fascination to keep her needing more. She felt it bring her down into the throes of such wicked fascination that this all stopped feeling real. She had such simple desires now, such warm wants to keep her giving in deeper. Ei understood the primal hungers inside of her, the senseless greed that continued to sweep across a body tired and frustrated but desperate to earnestly give in.
The two churl studs using her kept groaning and grunting through this, and she wasn't certain even they understood they were fucking a woman of her power. It made it all the better. She was simply meat for them. A set of holes and a pair of fat, swaying tits to grope at and smack while they had their ways with her body. It made her feel equal to all the other women who had succumbed to Hilichurl cock, a moment of weakness perhaps inherent to women regardless of their origin. Divine, human, yokai, illuminated beasts... All were subject to one simple, throbbing truth, and in time, they were bound to discover it.
So she gagged and she drooled all over the floor, and she let herself be used like an animal, dragged into these depths with the earnest surrender of someone ready to accept herself for all she was and concede her dignity to these men in exchange for their cocks. To be used by Hilichurls and lowered was humbling, bringing her into a tightly aligned understanding of herself in her purest form. It was a terrifying reality, sobering in its pressure, leaving only the simple and senseless truth of her demise.
Their strokes didn't let up on her, adding up to the persistence and the frustration of all of these wildest of pressures, feelings of a potent ruin that continued on in hotter attention, escalated within her to keep her needing to hold strong while crumbling harder. She was lost here, the crushing ruin of all these wicked attentions that came on so sharply. Throbbing cocks signaled how close they were, and for the churl cumdump between them, that was great news, urging her back and forth faster, making her hammer between them in a fit of wilder excitement, unrelenting and unstoppable in her pursuit of the simplicity awaiting her in all of its maddest forms.
Eruptions of molten spunk into her holes lit her up. Ei never felt better than she did when they were cumming in her and on her, the painting of her throat and her womb white with Hilichurl cum in an expression of the depths she could sink in to, the perfection of losing herself. It was a brilliant, senseless need surging through her without calm or control, the spectacular brilliance of a lust that left her to deal with her continued slide into depravity, something she remained madly unrepentant about completely losing herself to.
Still buried deep in her hazy forms of further submission at the heels of her seniors, Sara was dutifully on her knees to lick all over Yae's pussy while a Hilichurl fucked it. The kitsune rode a Hilichurl on the edge of a table, her legs spread out and her waiting pussy receiving the overbearing attention, something that hadn't been asked for but which she was happy to give up to. She would have even thanked Sara for it herself if not for the grip in her hair that kept her head turned in forceful reception instead of another cock pumping into her mouth, relentlessly fucking it to keep her muffled and silent in the throes of this wicked and hopeless bliss.
Frantic adoration and a need to prove her passion carried Sara's every lick while she was bent forward, drilled from behind by yet another Hilichurl. She focused selflessly on Yae's pleasure, entrusting the man behind her to get her off, with her hands forcing Yae's thighs apart and her tongue working in broad motions along every inch of the action she could, fucklicking a woman she wanted to show nothing but mad, desperate respect to. Her gratitude for Ei and Yae bringing her into this fold paired madly with a sense of duty and obedience that left her desperately seeking approval, faltering under the ugliness and the passion of senseless lusts keeping up something terrifying and exhausting in what it invited.
Yae would have been happy to see Sara as an equal, especially under these Hilichurl's dominance. As a girl they had introduced to this out of adoration and ow wanted to share in this with. But she also couldn't deny that having Sara devotedly licking her pussy while it got fucked felt incredible, even if it was hard to uncouple from Sara's desperate sucking-up. It was such a wild, earnest burst of pleasures and fanatical joys keeping her wanting more, keeping her in a state of creamy euphoria where all she could understand was the simple need to let go. Her surrender was earnest, a chance to give in to pleasures electric and enticing, and all she needed was to embrace the moment.
Gooey strokes into their tight pussies left their minds hazily scrambled, a beautiful acceptance of just how deep into this passion they could fall, refusing to stay their impatient motions. These Hilichurls were direct in getting what they wanted and in the swell of impatient, spiraling ecstasies, feelings to keep everyone involved lurching toward pure ecstasy without a shred of care, unhesitating and brilliant. To feel the weight of these senseless pleasures upon them held both Yae and Sara in equal surrender, even if Sara couldn't grasp how united they were, how there was no status under the equalizing bliss of submitting to churl dick. It was a lesson that she'd have to learn, but for now, selfishly, the pleasure of being eaten out kept Yae very quiet.
As did the dick in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat and overwhelming Yae with the simplicity of these wild delights, a building haze of spectacle carrying her to let go deeper. She worked one hand along the base of the girthy cock while the other tugged at Sara's hair, playing both ends against herself for the sake of wild pleasure. The rise and fall of her hips was a swaying, circular expression of grace, of pleasures keeping her wanting to really lose her mind to all of this, into pleasures and excitements that became so demanding, so wild to give in to.
Sara's motions were a lot blunter, throwing back with a percussive insistence against the strong lap behind her, impaling herself onto cock on pure instinct. It was a little mindless, a little bit too wild and intense for her to fully focus through, but the despair it induced offered up something so madly delightful, so simple in what it invited her to feel with only the simplicity of losing her mind to carry her along. Everything felt so simple with dick in her, taking so much of Sara's stress away, now she just needed to learn to stop bringing stress back into this of her own accord.
"It tastes so good," Sara whined, lapping up all of Yae's juices drenching the cock she rode, licking up higher and sucking at the kitsune's clit, moving about in hopeless gestures to keep her active and mobile, doing anything she could to give herself in to all of these wild pleasures, the passionate and hungry fevers to keep wanting more of. The sway of her sweaty and overwhelmed body carried with it the wilder passion of giving in, uncontrollable desires and lusts compelling her to lose her mind, continuing to crumble under the groveling decadence and madness of letting go, finding that with each motion back and forth she was giving in to the better and fiercer excitement of losing her fucking mind.
Whatever Sara thought of herself in relation to Yae, they were united by one driving equality: pleasure. Pleasure at the hands of these Hilichurls throwing themselves into using them. Everything was so persistent, beautiful, steady, and it focused on making sure that they plunged together into depths from which there felt like no escape. Pleasure tore now through them all, a uniting bliss that carried with it simple ecstasy. Creampies brought both Yae and Sara to powerful orgasms, with Sara pulling back to moan out in wild joy while Yae was freed to moan thanks to the cock in her mouth pulling back to fire off hot ropes of spunk all over her face. Everything came together to bring them together, and once the churls pulled back, Yae slumped forward to grab Sara and lock lips with her to share all the cum in her mouth.
But bending forward and sticking her ass out toward the Hilichurls awaiting their turns was, perhaps, a mistake if she wanted to be focused on kissing a cute girl. Hands seized sudden hold of her hips, grabbing her round ass and dragging her back against attentions that had her melting into confusion. Yae couldn't exactly fight it; she couldn't say no to these hung churls and the pleasures they offered her. Not ever. There were some things she just couldn't do.
She ended up straddling the lap of one, feeling his cock grind up between her ass cheeks, something she delighted in. "I love anal," she purred, stretching her back out and preparing for the fun, arms out to try and work out some aches before it happened. But hands her arms held out forward only left her more vulnerable to the real intentions here, and to the second Hilichurl bringing his cock head against her ass hole, triggering a stunned flashing open of her eyes just a bit too late for her to be able to do anything about it. "Wait--"
Two cocks stuffed into her ass at once, and Yae couldn't even begin to process the desperation behind all of that, a sudden swell of pulsating worries and lust focusing on ripping her completely apart. Back and forth her body bucked in the face of sudden worries, an electrifying panic that came with the stretching of her inner walls, the double-stuffing of one hole with multiple cocks. It felt terrifying, but it also felt utterly incredible, and the Hilichurls pushed forward past the resistance and frustrations in all of this to give in to the simple excitements of losing control, embracing all of the merciless hunger and excitement it offered. No control, no care for her dignity or for how she was trying to hold herself together. They fucked her senseless and reveled in it.
The sounds spilling out of Yae were not only sounds of pleasure, but bestial ones. The kitsune's animal side came out with the canine sounds of pure elation, fucked like a bitch in heat while the smothering lusts of her first double anal experience it her aflame. Yae could do nothing to handle her feelings, frustrations that carried with them the purity of uncontrollable lust, hungers and worries leaving her to collapse now and to understand in simple terms that she was doomed to this lust. It felt incredible and it felt like her doom, the potent madness of things leaving her certain now above all else that all she wanted was to lose herself to these maddening attentions, to simple excitements and passion that brought her lower, deeper, made her surrender in full.
So she kept moving back and forth in these dizzier panics, the chaos that brought her to these depths without much in the way of composure or calm. She was used to double penetration where she could work between two cocks and feel full at any moment. Here, pushing forward made her feel downright empty, while pushing back overfilled her to the brim and left her panting and barking like a mindless, rutted dog. She could do nothing to make sense of her feelings now, emotions stark and delirium-inducing, carried away by the brilliant excitements that taught her only to let go of all control and dignity in the name of lust, abandoning reason for the hotter pleasures awaiting her.
She just had to keep moving, had to keep fucking herself back against them. The smacks to her ass and the gropes to her front, especially her breasts, were so beautifully objectifying, making her feel better and better about the demise that felt so immediate and so certain now, an innate crumbling of all sense inside of her. She continued to throw herself into these throbbing excitements, back and forth motions leaving her crashing into delight, faltering with less and less sense of direction or control over her own downfall. She couldn't make sense one way or another of how hard she kept spiraling, but she understood in full that she couldn't possibly stop feeling this good. She wouldn't let herself.
"So good. Break me! Arf arf! Ruin my ass hole!" Bestial noises filled with the kind of hopelessly fuck-addled submission she would have expected only out of Sara left Yae certain of her downfall, a spiraling bliss making her feel only better and better about the crumbling lusts taking her. The disastrous heats of giving in to this made her feel better by the second, pussy neglected but drenched, her whole body engaged with the passionate need only to lose herself. It was a crushing expression of total insanity, mindless obsession and passion down at its purest core, awash in ecstasies too brilliant to be able to resist.
Under new pressures and the sensation of falling to pieces, Yae continued to rock back and forth, desperate to keep crumbling, to love how far she could fall and how readily she could give in to it. Howling bliss and a frantic need only to keep pushing sent her spiraling into brilliant insanity, the spectacle and the ecstasy of feelings making her feel better and hotter about her own downfall. So much wicked satisfaction carried her into something brilliant, something she didn't try to hold back from, and within this freedom came deeper appreciation for just how fucking gone she was. Pleas to be used continued to spill from her lips in babbling expressions of simple desperation, a mindless surrender to her hungers that taught her to live the fullest depths now of her obsessions.
Slamming her hands down onto the ground to try and stabilize herself, Yae felt like she had gotten some sense of how to control the pressure and manage the intensity of these sensations. Did it hurt? She couldn't tell, but the discomfort throbbing across her definitely came with some challenges she had to fight her way through, a frantic mess of indulgences back and forth, a feeling of pure wrongness leaving her to surrender with less and less in the way of control, finding herself in a place now where all she could process was how badly she needed to let it break her down and push her to the limit. She accepted the challenge and all of its wildest, most raw pressures and for her trouble came the mad euphoria of losing her fucking mind
All of those sweet passions came with the impel reward of being torn apart when she lost herself, a throbbing howl of satisfaction and chaos that sent her spiraling. Yae came her brains out, the anal orgasm of a lifetime leaving her to surrender to crumbling madness with full earnest, the dizzying passion of losing herself and accepting that nothing could feel as good as she did in that brutal moment of senseless delight, so blissful, so earnest, so fucking ruined. She loved it, savoured it, and craved only the further depths of her absolute collapse.
Sara had crawled over to Ei hoping she could suck up to her too, eat cum out of her holes while obediently melting into helping her, and the shogun had no part of that. She dragged Sara up front to share the huge cock she was sucking, to start kissing her and kissing the dick equally, and urging her to stick her ass out for the pair of Hilichurls who came up from behind and slammed into both women's pussies.
"When we are being used as their whores, I am not the shogun, I am not an archon, I am not a leader. We are equal!" She insisted it while licking up and down the meaty cock in front of her, slobbering all over it like a shameless whore. She had to get the message through to Sara, having grown frustrated again and again with how Sara tried to position herself in a way that clashed with what Ei wanted from this and wanted those close to her to share in. "I bring women I care about to the castle at night for this so we can feel equal, united and aligned as their whores, nothing else. Accept it, stop fighting it, and join me." She was insistent, forceful, throwing herself right into the chaos of letting go, moaning her way through these fanatical delights while shoving forward, giving in to all of this and demanding that Sara do the same in the dizzy aches of these throbbing heats.
"Yes ma--yes, Ei," Sara whined in return, fighting against this while her tongue slithered around the head of the meaty churl dick. It was a lot to ask of her, especially when her inclinations to do as she was told by Ei contradicted Ei's orders, struggling into these messier attentions, into pleasure that didn't let up. But at the same time, dizzy kisses with Ei felt nice, and the anchoring push for them to share this cock together left her feeling some sort of urgency, the twisted excitement and elation of wanting to give in to all of this. "I will do my best."
"We're all equally worthless under them," the shogun continued. "Breeding holes, whores. We need to accept it. There is no room for superiority in being used by Hilichurls, except for theirs!" Her hips slammed back earnestly to receive the wild strokes into her pussy, and she worked forward with sim similar insistence to keep up with things carrying her to the breaking point of dignity and sense. She had to keep going, earnestly faltering with the burn of pure fascination, fanatical desires teaching her deeper into passion, into the throb of insistent feelings that left only the perfection and certainty of giving in now completely.
This was pure euphoria, the passion and the hunger and the sweet insanity of letting go. It was so brilliant to be consumed by, and as she opened up more and more to a truth of their equality, Sara felt a bit more confident. She continued her reverence of the big dick in front of her, but began to steal kisses from Ei, to push down and suck on the balls while Ei took the head, and then to switch off and gag it down hard while Ei took one of the nuts into her mouth. They could work together, rather than one working for the other. It was a flow that felt like a wake-up call, like Sara could finally click with the idea of an equality she had for too long balked at and tried to avoid.
But now it all came together, the brilliance of something teaching her to give in deeper, faltering under throbbing passions and excitements, dizzying needs keeping her needing more, throwing all sense away for the potent madness of just giving fucking in. It was a lesson she welcomed with a cock buried in her pussy and one to slobber over here, licking up and down the mighty shaft with Ei, feeling at last like an equal through the mad insistence and pressure of simply letting the acceptance flow through her. It felt nice to give up to, nice to embrace an earnest expression of thoughts that continued to drive her mad. She wanted it all so badly, finding herself trapped in the impossible joy of accepting how ready she was to melt into this.
Throwing back in frantic unison, Sara and Ei fell into a perfect groove now, letting the pleasures compel them to need more, sucking and serving in sloppy and wicked devotion, the pleasures driving them madder while also giving the cock in front of them the frantic and desperate attention it needed, a far deserved pleasure and a chaos to want to give in hotter to, an unstoppable brilliance of mad delights and passions to want to give up to utterly. The lucky Hilichurl receiving all this cock worship just relaxed back, letting nature run its course and letting these women fawn madly over his dick, left with little to do but await the pleasures.
When he came, he did so all over them, a rain of hot, gooey blasting down upon them. Ei and Sara received their messes, equally drenched in semen and falling into the pleasure and the delight of giving in, letting go of control and restraint for the simple joy of losing themselves. Cum filled their wombs and the overbearing rush of sensation and submission carried with it all of the desires they needed, the unfathomable swell of molten delight searing now across bodies eager to give in and to crumble. There felt like nothing better in the world than this.
Ei's devious mind had her certain she needed to drive the message home, though. She reached out for Yae, who was crawling dizzily toward her, and whispered in her ear something before the two women set on their plan together.
Sara had no drift away and seek cocks for the next round before both other women seized her and dragged her down onto a cock together, a unified push into sweet insanity and insistence to keep wanting more of as they shoved her down onto a cock and descended upon her. Sara braced her hands down onto the chest of the Hilichurl she was impaled atop, gasping out in joy and starting to bounce, riding hard atop him while her head spun. "What are you doing?" she asked, but she asked secondary to the now-automatic and instinctual motion of bouncing hard atop a meaty dick and letting herself crumble.
Wordlessly, Ei dove down to lap at Sara's pussy and the cock fucking it, just as Sara had done for Yae before, while Yae grabbed one of Sara's bouncing breasts and began to suck shamelessly on it, slathering it with spit in shameless, messy elation while perhaps a bit too fuck-addled for clarity, still gaping and leaking with cum from her double anal desolation.
"I thought we were supposed to be equal!" Sara gasped, cheeks lighting up bright while her body heaved and shook in stuttering motions, the wild insanity of chaos and passion leaving her in a weirder, clumsier spot now. She had no idea how to contain the burning swell of wild passion fanatically ripping through her, surges of direct lust compelling her deeper and teaching her to lose control. All of the mad simplicities now of this passion brought her into the throes of a simple and deep passion.
"We are," Yae purred. "You did this for me, now Ei does it for you. Don't mistake 'equal' with selfish; we can love each other, you just make it too obvious that you think you have to. So now, we're going to love you for a moment."
Sara blushed harder from the kind words and the twofold attention of these women she saw as above her than she did from the ravenous sluttiness of succumbing to Hilichurl dick. It was such a messy, mad satisfaction, the pleasures leaving her in a place of dizzier panic, so chaotic and so wild, senselessly passionate under these endless desires, elations and passions frantically tearing her thoughts asunder, keeping her trapped now in such a messy burn of simplistic and senseless passions. It felt too good, all ripping through her body and keeping her focused on the insistent passion and the greed of simple delight, lost to lust and loving everything about it.
It was hard not to get the point of this lesson now, the shuddering delights of a passion leaving her to keep riding back and forth, keep heaving through the pleasure at its overbearing peek, but she was giving in regardless, accepting in hazy satisfaction just how desperately she was losing her mind. She didn't know what to say, but the sounds she made nonetheless carried a desperate urge of gratitude. "I love it?" she gasped, struggling through the fawning attention but earnestly giving herself up to all of it, trying her best to accept these attentions for what they were. For the genuine gesture of wanting Sara to relax and feel equal, to not be so worried and high strung through the pleasures upon her. It was a lofty goal, but one that she tried her best to give in through while growing more and more desperate under all of this, these frantic pleasures leaving herself in such a mad place now.
All of this loving affection came alongside her riding a Hilichurl cock, bounces of shameless excitement for the lucky stud who got to grab at three gorgeous bodies while he got off, while Ei's tongue worked a support role for his excitement. Anything they could do for each other still built up a potent excitement for the Hilichurls who were using them, with this all proving no exception, a pleasure he was simply able to keep receiving while they lived off in their own worlds. Sometimes they had thoughts about if the Hilichurls understood some of the more human world goings-on amid the women they fucked. They didn't, often, just going along with the pleasure in mindless delight, rutting away for the shameless glee of getting what they wanted, which was to cum deep inside pretty women of other species and knock them up.
Sara was the center of all attention, giving in to so much wild pleasure, bouncing harder, reveling in it. "Thank you," she moaned, getting louder in her appreciation and finding the strength needed to accept these lessons in their sharp certainty, to come around to ideas that became easier to grasp when rather than just being told she didn't have to do things for them, they did things for her. She fell into understanding and passion, unraveling for the brilliant surge of pleasures tearing her apart, leaving her to understand and appreciate now the sweet bliss of letting it take her, letting these feelings break across her thoughts without dignity. Unrestrained, merciless passion brought her down deeper. Filled her with need and passion.
It all clicked. All women became submissive whores under the dominance of Hilichurl, became equal in their status as harem playthings for whole tribes of churls at a time. To play with each other was to appreciate that equality and put on a show for their Hilichurl masters. Ei had guided her to these wicked pleasures and to the idea of wanting to just let it all consume her, feelings of deep submission and of deep love from those she cared about washing over her now in equal measure, bringing her to fall into the throes of sweet madness and delirium without any idea how to contain it all now.
She came hard, the Hilichurl slamming up and pumping a load into her womb that had wailing, "Breed me!" while giving up to this all, a senseless and feverish push into fanatical submission, into love for Hilichurl cock and for her place underneath them. Ei and Yae both pulled back, eyes going wide as they realized that Sara had let slip those magic words, and done so so loudly that every Hilichurl around who had been just idly beating off or goofing around waiting their turns was suddenly focused on them, and on those words.
The Hilichurls didn't speak their language, but a scream of 'breed me' seemed to pull them in like it was some kind of mating call they had come to understand from all the women they broke and bred.
It led to Sara, Ei, and Yae all being shoved down onto the ground and mating pressed into next week.
Legs up and cunts filled to the brim, none of the three actually minded that things had been turned upside-down by two words and by the total change in approach and attitude from the three of them. The Hilichurls were in breeding mode now, lining up and chittering their way through waiting their turns to hold down these women and breed their holes senseless, the wild danger of what they were capable of when those magic words were screamed out. It was a swell of mad pleasure, of grand chaos fanatical and chaos enough to leave nothing to sense, the crushing insanities and passions of just giving in fully to all of these ideas. There was nothing but wicked joy to be found in giving up so dramatically to all of these feelings, to pleasures and desires coming on with unchained passion and persistence now.
Moans rang out in hotter and more delirious joy, the unified passion of three women all letting their thoughts fall to pieces. Something so mindless and so simple descended now upon them, the chance to give in to the cursing delight of senseless passion leaving no room for control and no reason to behave. There was so much to be given in to here and all of it focused them tightly on the idea of letting go, losing their minds to the passion it offered and the surges of a desperate desire within. Being impregnated by Hilichurls was all any churled woman truly wanted, even if they tired stubbornly through their hazy addiction to their cocks to claim otherwise. It was instinctual. It was primal. When a cock was inside of them, all those worries fell away and the truth was revealed through throbbing desperation.
Every time.
"It's time that we became mothers, Yae, don't you think?" asked Ei. Her legs were up high, quivering through the delight of being reamed, letting all of these intoxicating desires rip across her without a shred of dignity or care, and she accepted it as the only possible option forward now, a pleasure compelling her to need only these senseless ecstasies and the joys awaiting her. Every stroke into her needy pussy was an ache of desire and passion so grand that she had no idea how to hold it together.
But Yae, who had been fucked halfway dumb already, couldn't articulate a response, barely even processing Ei's words. Her legs were wrapped tight around the waist of the Hilichurl on top of her, and a steady stream of delirious moans and babbling delights spilled from her lips, expressing the hopeless passion and desperation of grinding lusts leaving her only to need more of these ideas, to accept the pleasure and to accept that she needed it on a level so fundamental and so destructive that she had nothing else in her. This was her time to let o and to be fucked utterly stupid.
"Breed us. Breed us, keep us together, I'm ready to be equals now. A mother alongside the shogun, bred by Hilichurls, used like a sex slave. It's so perfect!" Sara's eyes were rolled back and glassy, voice lilting and high and airy while the sweet ecstasy pushed her to let go, rising in pitch from the wild pleasure that continued to rail down in to her and learning just how far she was doomed to fall, unable to articulate the feelings as anything but the simplicity of pure madness, ecstatic beyond reason and a sweet exploration now of just how ready she was to fucking break. After only a few weeks of Hilichurl sex, she was ready to take a lifelong plunge and to let the unrepentant bliss rip her utterly asunder. She craved it.
Hands reached out for hands, all three of them locking grasp and embracing all of the wild delight of giving up now to these searing delights, ecstatic surges of a panicked heat and a persistent need that ripped them asunder. They had simple desires now, feelings of passion and warmth to want more of. It became everything they could have asked for, and as the Hilichurl cocks hammered into them with breeding intent, their thoughts plunged into the sweet despair of surrender, into the inescapable lust of letting fucking go.
Hot eruptions of molten spunk to fill their wombs left them cumming their brains out, a unison of passion and of greed leaving them happy to let it all take them by storm, to give in to the earnest and wicked joy of letting fucking go. It was a pleasure beyond reason, uncontrollable and forceful and inviting only the madness of sweet delirium, so passionate and so greedy to give up to. There was only pleasure now, only the crushing throb and the thrill of letting go of their restraint. They were confronted by mind-blowing pleasure, and they were happy to crumble for it, happy to sell out their own dignities for this wild euphoria now.
Nobody was allowed in at night to know what was going on. Nobody knew what these women were up to, what Ei did with her nights and pulled her closest friends in with to join her. That there was a whole tribe of Hilichurls held 'captive' and living like kings was a secret, but as her womb was filled up and she begged for the hope to be pregnant, she wondered how much longer she could keep her secret, and wondered if, when exposed, the right move wasn't to turn her new friends onto the women on Inazuma and see if they could still judge her then.