Chapter 373 – Just a piece of meat. [Erotic Content]

Chapter 373 – Just a piece of meat. [Erotic Content]

John entered their room, and he was very much surprised about how good it looked. Like, exactly how he left it. Even the sheets of the bed were clean. John watched over the remaining crowd. Copernicus was still sleeping in his basket, Stirwin was still soaking in the bathtub, where he was together with Gnome according to John’s mental connection.

The three people still around where Siena, Undine and an orange aroma radiating Aclysia. All three of them were naked and watched with interest as John, Eliza and Rave entered the room. The second the door closed behind them, John put on a persona and dropped the blood mage, he still had been carrying her, to the floor.

“What the fu-“ she began to ask but then went silent and bit her lip when she looked up to see John who had put up a stern visage.

“Nobody allowed you to make a sound,” he said, “and if you address me, the word ‘master’ best be within the sentence if you don’t want me to punish you. Understood?” Eliza just nodded, and John grabbed her by the hair. “Good girl,” he said, pulling her up a bit and giving her a quick kiss. In her drug induced state, even that made her moan so loudly that John used it as an excuse to annoyedly click his tongue. “That was less good,” he kept his grip of her hair tight as he walked over to the bed. Fearing repercussions or, to be more in line with her masochistic sexual side, purely because that’s what she wanted to be treated like, she stumbled after him on all fours.

“Aren’t you a good little bitch?” he asked, letting go of her as he sat down on the bed, slapping her lightly on the face before grabbing her cheeks in a way that made the sexy dark purple lips wrinkle a bit. Her huge pupils stared at him, already glassed over. “Now get me out of these shoes,” he commanded, “and maybe I will give you a reward.”

John was actually surprised he could do this act so well. Usually the roleplaying had felt a bit forced to him, but now it was like he put on another custom-tailored suit. The new level of Charisma must have had its hand in here as well.

Everyone in the room seemed to love it though, even Siena who had apparently come to terms with John not being someone who would play the sub to her extreme sadism. However, the person who loved it the most was without a doubt Eliza, who dropped to his feet and immediately did as she had been commanded.Geett the latest novels on no/v/elbin(.)c/om

“Ya treat her so nicely,” Rave said, the mattress sinking in a bit when she dropped at her boyfriend’s right side. The blood mage on the floor had opened the first shoe, and for a moment it looked like she would just toss it behind her without a single thought. This time the slap wasn’t light in the least, leaving a short-lived mark on her face that went through all the stages of healing in little less than a second.

“Watch what you are doing with your master’s property,” John reprimanded her, watching her lustfully trembling body as she nodded again. “Speak, Eliza, I want you to say it.”

After putting his shoe down in an orderly manner, she answered, “I won’t mishandle your property, Master, I promise,” Eliza attempted to sound subservient, but it was an obvious act, superimposed over her crazy voice of unsteady tone and overflowing desires that couldn’t have been more perverse in nature if she tried. Thusly ensured by words of pleasing rather than merit, John was not satisfied.

“You are just in this for pleasure, sit over there,” John threw at her and then pushed her away with the foot she had just freed of the leathery confinement. “Aclysia, take over, I can’t trust this horny bitch with anything.”

“At once, Master,” Aclysia said and made her way over. With quick movements and downcast eyes, she quickly got rid of John’s other shoe. “Shall I continue?” she asked. John confirmed, and soon he found himself getting the last of his clothes, his boxers, removed from him and his long, hard rod jumping into freedom. At that point Aclysia took her place at his left side.

“Eliza is leaking all over the carpet, Master,” the artificial guardian reported and gestured at the blood mage. Sitting on her knees, the inside of her thighs glistening wetly, she was indeed leaving a small stain of her own juices as she kept her arms behind her back. The rest of her body was also shining a bit from sweat, her breathing heavy; whatever this drug was doing to her, it must have been pretty intense.

John walked over and stood right before her, holding his dick just out of the range of her mouth, which opened, tongue stretching out in an attempt to get a taste.

“You are so eager,” Siena hissed, intervening before Eliza could get what she wanted, “but you are not here to be eager, your purpose is to serve. Master,” at her overplayed and oversexualized usage of the word, Aclysia blew air out of her nose in an offended manner, “may I suggest you let me take a disciplinary measure?”

“No, I will do that myself, thank you very much,” John denied her that and caused Siena to show her carnivorous teeth for a moment as she loudly clicked her tongue and retreated. “But she is right, you don’t deserve to suck my cock, Eliza. Undine, may I use you for a second?”

The water elemental seemed hesitant for a second as she spied into John’s mind what the plan was. Suspicion filled her spirit, then relief, and she said, “Yes,” while leaving John confused what she had thought he had wanted to do. A quick exchange of thoughts revealed a thing aptly named ‘All-the-way-through’ John didn’t even know could be the kink of anyone, and that almost threatened to kill his boner for a second.

But he went back to lewd actions, and thus his lust was preserved for the coming time. “On all fours, ass towards me,” he instructed Eliza, who immediately followed his orders. On knees and elbows, her meaty thighs and shapely behind pointing right at his face, together with her drenched bikini-like underwear, she presented herself to John. John undid that annoying piece of cloth by one of the metal rings at the sides of her waist and took his sweet time doing so.

“Strap-ons aren’t that great, rather have her eat my pussy,” Rave said, “Ya know? Feels better.” She closed one eye and smirked; “Or is this where you unveil your next bullshit skill to me?”

“It sure is. Siena, Undine, would you do the thing?”

Undine morphed out of her glove form and looked expectantly at the nightmare elemental. Hissing and sighing at the same time, Siena stated, “Only because it feels really good to be her,” and the two of them Combined.

What came out was a very tall girl with dark purple hair that reached down to her buttocks, partially hiding her blue eyes behind the bangs and with it the red marks that covered part of her face. She was wearing a white blouse that stretched to a dangerous degree over her magnificent breasts, but the rest of her outfit was black, the long sleeves of her jacket-like sweater, the skirt, the shoes. With the frills and slightly depressing but more so sexy design, she looked like a shy goth girl one would encounter at the club and one instantly wanted to bang.

“H-hi, I am Cumslut, how can I be of service?” the big tittied goth girl asked.

“I need you to become your item form on my girlfriend,” John told her the unnecessary. She was a combination, she should already know, but this one was basically just a mass of Libido and bad porn tropes.

“Aww, I wanted to get fucked myself,” she broke the shy girl character, “but yes, yes, I can do that as well.” She crawled on the bed and over to Rave. In a quick lesbian engagement, Cumslut kissed John’s girlfriend’s petite breasts and fingered her pussy for a moment.

“Oh, she is... goooood,” Rave sighed only to make a sound of even greater ecstasy when the goth girl transformed into a dildo that was attached just above her pussy. Held by seemingly nothing, it was firmly resting in its place, about 16 centimetres long and a fairly realistic reconstruction of a real dick, from shaft to head, except for the lack of balls and the very apparent dark purple colour. Rave gripped the tip and let out a loud moan between clenched teeth. “Oh fucking Gaia, this feels awesome,” she said and mindlessly stroked, a drop of salty pre-cum oozing from the tip; “Like, really good, not sure if better than masturbating normally, but it’s new, I like dis.”

“Better use it while you have it, clock is ticking,” John reminded her of the 10-minute upper limit. Rave smirked and grabbed Eliza’s throat, much like her boyfriend had done earlier just with even more strength, and pushed her dick inside. Different to John, she did so slowly, to taste every bit of what this new toy had to offer.

Her eyes fluttered, the techno-lover having to concentrate to keep control over her sight as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her nerves. “Oh fashk,” she slurred, “I cahn’t, whatsh happening? I feel too good.”

“Cumslut may be buffing your Libido to her amount,” John said in a strained voice; he was barely able to hold a conversation himself at this point. His senses were flooded with sex, the smell of sweat in the air, the squelching wet sound, the sickly pale skin of Eliza in front of him and the whole situation basically playing completely into his kinks. “Just a theory, I didn’t get to test what exactly her item form did before.”

“Hhhhow hiiiiigh?!” Rave exclaimed as her eyes finally rolled upwards, her equipped dick all the way down to the base.

“440,” reported in a quickly spouted word. It was unlikely she heard him; his girlfriend was already gone, to be replaced by an overlusting girl with no patience besides of rocking her hips back and forth for the next eight minutes. Screaming out loud and hips slamming so strongly into Eliza’s mouth that John could feel the vibration on the other side in the anal cavity, Rave experienced her first male orgasm.

John looked at the scene with perverse delight as he sped up his own thrusts. Over the coming minutes the nicely packed piece of meat between the master, the servant and the nymphomaniac was filled up with shot after shot of gooey spunk. None of them was clear in thought anymore; varying degrees of Libido made it like their thoughts fought through tar only to be ignored by a conscious mind that wanted nothing but to let the instincts do what they did best and kept their bodies moving when all other systems had given in.

Hands on her hips, clutching with such intensity he felt the bone under the meat, John ravaged her asshole just as Rave violated her mouth like it was nothing but a hole to get herself off. That was exactly the deal. Eliza was the cocksleeve for all of them; the fact that she didn’t even struggle and instead just took it all with muffled screams, together with a body that would have been arched permanently even if one removed the bindings, bore evidence that she herself was lost in her position.

Together with Aclyisa, who didn’t have a lot of leeway for strong movements in her position at the bottom and thus just went for supplementary movements, they coordinated their movements through force of habit and mindless craving alone.

It was Rave who collapsed first. After her first orgasm, which had squirted down Eliza’s throat, the funky light bearer had not once stopped moving, no matter how many cumshots she was forcing into the cocksleeve’s mouth and throat. Thus, when Cumslut finally defused into Siena and Undine again, all three of them immediately fell into an exhaustion induced state of coma.

Eliza coughed up semen, moaning as she tried to swallow it instead but failing for some of it, turning her face into an even bigger mess of glassy eyes rolling in their sockets, involuntary tears, sweat, saliva and cum. Soon John’s and Aclysia’s minds could no longer bear the continuous pleasure themselves.

The Gamer collapsed forwards in the middle of cumming, legs and spine just giving in. The world went black, his cock still buried and spurting inside Eliza’s ass. Distantly he heard the door open and someone say something in a displeased tone.