My Servant System - #477 - 477 Chapter 476: Heat of a Demoness (3)*



The Dogkin maid under me panted as I suckled on her large breast, the hard nipple being rolled around in my mouth as I dined on her tit, all while I thrust my cock straight into her womb, stirring around the previous loads.

I would occasionally target those places that made her gasp in pleasure, the places that brought her ever so closer to cumming as I indulged myself with self serving sex, using her tight, wet hole for my own pleasure.

However, she had long since turned her head to the side, her eyes hollow as she stared at the windows, only moving whenever I hit one of those places.

Seeing this ‘broken’ version of her made me grin, my darker desires being stoked by this sight as I devoured her body for myself.

A latticework of red marks covered her curvaceous body, the shirt that I had been previously wearing laying on the bed beside her, while her raised arms allowed these twin mounds of perfection to be laid bare for me.

To end off this piece of our play, I released her breast and began to hit only the spots she liked, the Dogkin whimpering as she began to moan uncontrollably, her eyes regaining a luster as I slipped my tongue between her luscious lips.

Kissing her deeply, I watched as she went from staring blankly at me to desperately trying to push me away, fear in her eyes – fear that mixed with pleasure as I brought her to orgasm once again.

When I erupted inside her once more, the Dogkin maid shed some more tears as I pulled away, whispering “You’re excellent, my dear maid… utterly ravishing… but I want more…”

I cleaned off her cheeks with my tongue, before I smirked as I pulled out, the flood of semen staining her pussy and bed white.

Her eyes were staring at me with a foreboding dimness, the maid wondering what I meant when I said I wanted more, only to yelp as I grabbed her hips and turned her onto her stomach.

“Raise that ass for me, whore. I’ll breed you like the bitch you are…”

She glared back at me hatefully, only to flinch as I grabbed ahold of the shirt turned whip, brandishing the purple silk and grinning at her.

I had to lick my lips as she did what I wanted, that bountiful ass that rippled and jiggled as I pounded it now raised up for my use.

It looked perfect, especially with the strands of white, gooey liquid that trickled down her thighs…

My hands sunk into its rapturous embrace, her flesh almost consuming my hands as I held it, before my grin widened as I lashed the whip down on it, leaving a thin red mark.

She yelped and jerked forwards, but I didn’t miss how the juices trickling from that abused pussy became more abundant, making me smirk as I began to relentlessly whip the Dogkin maid in front of me, creating patterns as I hit each available piece of flesh…

But not her pussy, nor her inner thighs; places that could give her direct pleasure were left tantalizingly barren of red marks, all so I could build her up to the point that I wanted…

The yelps, moans, groans and other noises escaping her lips aroused me all over again, while the sight of her slightly shifting her rear so that she could try and have the whip land on her juicy pussy was a sight to behold.

When she was – in my eyes – sufficiently prepared, I draped myself over her back and blew into her ear before whispering “Are you ready to cum, my dear whorish maid~? If you want to cum, just tell me that you’re mine…”

I brushed my cock against her slick lips, each time she felt my hardness making her shiver.

“Tell me that you’ll be my personal bitch. My pet, meant to be used however I please… Or, I can stop right here, and go seek out the embrace of my fiancee…”

I pulled my cock away from her pussy, smirking as I felt her slam her ass back in search of it, all while her cheeks grew red with shame.

“She’s not as… large as you in some places, but defiling her regal body and turning her from a Princess to a harlot is more than enough for me… So tell me, bitch, will you accept me as your owner, or should I leave you here, never to feel me again..?”

My breath tickled her cheek, and I waited for her to answer, all while my lips caressed her neck.

The shift from demanding and overly dominant to a subdued, gentle demeanor made her confused, and I could see that in her amber eyes.

What I could also see was the blatant lust and need for me back inside her, the Dogkin maid teetering on the edge of an orgasm after being whipped for many long minutes, her body covered in red marks.

“I-I…”

I kissed her neck and pulled back, staring straight at her and waiting for her answer.

“P-Please t-treat this l-l-lowly bitch w-well, Mistress~?”

“I don’t know… should I?”

She blinked, not understanding what was happening as I began to grind my cock against her ass, enjoying the softness of her rear and the tickling of her fur as I rested my chin against her shoulder.

“Why should I treat any of my possessions with care? Especially a possession that screams so beautifully when I break it…”

Her eyes widened, before she opened her lips to scream – except, no sound escaped her mouth as she stared blankly at the wall, too overwhelmed to do anything besides…

Cum.

I plunged myself into her womb, before wrapping the shirt around her throat and yanking back, choking her as I began to beat myself into her pussy, uncaring of the giant orgasm that burst free after the first few thrusts.

Her meaty pussy writhed uncontrollably as she came, juices spraying against my thighs as I slapped my hips into her ass.

Cutting off her breathing, I pummeled her womb into submission and carved myself into her body, the liquids gushing from her tight hole soaking the bed thoroughly as I began to ‘break’ her.

When she finally was capable of making sound, the only thing I could hear was a pleasurably pained gasp as she tried to breath, the realization that she was being choked finally setting in even as she continued to orgasm from my cock.

I didn’t stop even as she went limp, though I loosened my grip on the shirt to allow her to breath subconsciously; the Dogkin maid was trembling as her pussy gripped at my cock, trying hard to milk me of my semen and flood her womb with it.

When I reached my edge – which didn’t take long, considering her pussy was trying it’s damndest to tear my cock off with how tight it was – I laid myself over her body and removed the shirt entirely from her neck, the red mark making me smirk as I began to kiss it, all whilst my mind slowly grew blank as I ejaculated hard.

My vision went white as I drowned in sadistic pleasure, my maid receiving the largest singular dose of semen in her life from me as I filled her to the brim and then some, my ejaculation never ending as I embraced her close.

I idly managed to think that this… this was the pleasure that Anput felt on a regular basis whenever she knotted someone, and that made me wonder how she managed to cum multiple times in a night; just this once was enough to drain me entirely of everything.

Semen, energy, will, lust… all of it was gone, shot into the Dogkin maids womb as I tried to impregnate her.

By the time I finished, I was blankly lying atop her, the both of us twitching as the pleasure continued to rob us of basic facilities, needing minutes to finally return to a semi normal state.

We both silently communicated that that was the end of the play, and Kat rolled onto her back and panted, her hands caressing her slightly bloated stomach  as she stared at the ceiling.

“T-That… W-What the hell…”

With the pleasure gone, all that remained for me was a dull aching in my lower regions, any stimulation to my cock making me flinch as I realized I was running on empty.

Collapsing beside her, I joined her at admiring the ceiling before looking down at her content expression, the woman smiling at me as she whispered “That… w-was fucking excellent… I t-think I’m still cumming slightly… Goddess above…”

I nodded, managing to place my arm around her and pull her closer despite the sheer exhaustion weighing my body down.

“Kat… I love you.”

She cuddled closer to me, her soft hair and warm body making me feel such happiness as I held her close, and the way her gentle voice filled my ears as she whispered “I love you too, Jahi…” made everything that happened disappear.

To the point that, after a few moments – and a quick spell – I was back on top of her, my lips locked to hers as I decided to indulge some more.

We had no need for words, no need to communicate anything through any means besides embracing one another as we occupied that bed, our Soul Bond and hearts doing everything as we made love to one another…

All while two very different women peeped on us, their eyes wide as they observed us with heated eyes and needy bodies.

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Two things.

1) I’m curious, what’d you think of this? The throwback to their roleplaying sessions?

2) Started another book (I know, I know, but somehow that’s what helps make me motivated again lol) called Tiberius, Reborn and Lazy. It’s a male lead story, so if that’s not your cup of tea then continue along lol, I understand. Check it out if you’re interested, or just stay here in the beautiful land of Yuri and check out my other works (if you haven’t already…)

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