The Unholy Whale Ch. 09

She literally chomped after my dick when she spoke. Noticing how her display of raw unfiltered lust and begging-for-it slut moan made my penis twitch and stir, she continued speaking, trying to goad me.

"Oh! Em! Gee! I'm sooo grateful you made me yours, Master! Tending to that boring-ass crusty old temple, my title as a queen of hell? All of that shit is like, soooo fucking worthless compared to this. To be allowed to serve you as a horny fucktoy! Thank you soooo much, Master! 'A-ri-ga-to' for making me understand that all stuck-up, business lady Azrael truly needed was your hot, studly dick jammed inside me every day!" At that, Azuko's tail let go of her breasts and began to slowly reach for my dick while she licked her lips again.

I shut her up by pulling hard at Azuko's horn while she kept yammering on.

"Be fucking quiet, Azuko! You're goddamn useless! I told you to not move or speak, but you're not even fucking trying!" My soulmate winced and immediately quieted down and ceased masturbating.

I bullied cute cheeks and face with my almost sore, but still rock-hard, member while Azuko remained passive and motionless, her head bounced back and forth in response to my abuse. "Let's see... as punishment for being such a useless and disobedient bitch. Roll out your tongue, give me your best ahegao. And show me a double peace sign, like a real slut!" I commanded her.

Azuko obeyed. She lolled out her tongue as far as she could and framed her ideal, succubus-yet-Japanese face by her hands forming victory signs, gaudy nails adding to the trashy appeal of the gesture. She rolled her eyes up and far back into her head and froze and remained like that. Her yapping mouth finally a waiting and quiet fuckhole for me to enjoy. But she had already lost my challenge, so I turned my full attention to the last girl, Emily.

My ex-girlfriend was demurely kneeling on the floor with her mouth open and waiting for me. She remained absolutely still and quiet, with her eyes cast down, despite the manic Xue Mei twitching and moaning like possessed on the floor next to her. Emily pressed her arms tightly into her sides and arched her back to push out the impossibly big breasts that she was so proud to have been able to afford. She was unbelievably beautiful. Even better was that I could still make out the traces of the Caucasian girl that she had been, buried under the veneer of a "more than perfect Japanese porn model" that she had become.

Emily's maid bikini dug into her enormous breasts, making her look more erotic than if she would have been naked. When the living fuckdoll slut noticed how her lowly self had finally received my full attention, her otherwise still body began to shake ever so slightly in anticipation.

"I think a reward is in order for your hard work to better yourself, Emily." I told my ex and grabbed her by the back of her head. I then began to fuck Emily's open mouth, thrusting into her with wild abandon. Despite how fulfilled she ought to feel from being used to relieve the one person whose attention gave my ex's existence meaning, she did not allow herself for even a moment to break my command. She stifled her moans and mustered unbreakable willpower to remain still and passive, to simply let herself be used. Finally a slut that could follow orders; she was a quiet onahole!

Before I allowed myself to crown this perfect moment, I needed one more thing!

With a loud plop I pulled out of my living lovedoll's mouth. "Good work, Em. You're so great at this! You win!" I smiled at her and she smiled back in abject wonder at my kind words. Then, before she got a chance to respond, I snapped my fingers, bringing back an (almost) unaltered version of my ex-girlfriend.

"Remain kneeling on the floor, Emily." I ordered her immediately since my ex tried to stand up, as if she was better than Jenny and Azuko who flanked her.

"Master... I-" She began speaking in a soft whisper while remaining submissively on the floor. Her sensual voice was raspy due to the ordeal I had just put her through.

"Quiet." After a few seconds of silence I spoke again. "Now, tell me how you feel."

"My body feels so good, I'm so goddamn horny for you, Master! But I also feel... confused and scared. Why must I obey my Master's orders like this. And why am I kneeling on the floor next to other girls who also look like something straight out of my Master's sex fantasies? Additionally, I feel-" The words just came pouring out of her, as I had requested. She spoke with a polite and soft-spoken tone; she was not allowed to speak to me in any other way.

"Fine. Stop. Now then, tell me what you want."

"I... naturally, I want to get relief from how horny my body feels, Master. But even more than that, I wish to be rid of all of this. Please my Master, stop this and allow me to leave..."

I chuckled at that. As if she did not understand that she deserved this and much, much more for what she had done to me. "Well, Em... I mean, I don't even know what letting you go would entail. Heck, I believe you may be a Japanese softcore pornstar when I have no use for you."

Her eyes widened. "What... what do you mean by that, my Master?"

"Forget about it, Em. Hrrmm... Okay, fine. Let's play another game! If you are able to resist continuing to blow me with those made-for-sucking-dick lips of yours, I'll let you go." She looked relieved. "To make it slightly more tempting for you to give in to your urges as a born turboslut, the taste of my dick will be the most scrumptious thing you have ever experienced. It will taste better than the most delicious thing you can even imagine! In fact, simply placing my cock in your mouth will make you feel as though you are reliving each and every one the positive memories and experiences you have ever had as long as you keep it inside of you. Heck, you'll even invent new happy memories that you'll remember fondly as long as you keep sucking!"

My ex-girlfriend's relieved expression shifted to one of shock and confusion when she accepted everything I had told her as truth. She gazed apprehensively at my slick and throbbing member, worrying if she would truly be able to resist it. "Naturally, the smell of my dick is as good as you'd expect too, considering its taste." I added to make Em's fight for freedom a real struggle.

Emily's made Asian mouth immediately began to water and she struggled with a heaving (gigantic) chest, the fragrance overwhelming her. My ex's defiant eyes glazed over as she imagined taking the wonderful penis in her mouth, to savor it. Her need for it grew even stronger when I began rubbing it against her face, nose, and lips.

"So, do you want my dick? To suck me off? Or do you still want to be let go, Em?" I asked while I brushed myself against her lips. Azuko and Jenny remained quiet and waiting beside her. Xue Mei was somewhere far away, her mind broken from an overload of pleasure.

"Ahhh... I-I... Please don't make m-me choose, Master..." She moaned. The tasty and fragrant penis against her lips and nose made it impossible for her to think.

Shutting up Emily's nonsense, I slid myself down her protesting mouth. The body kneeling before me went haywire. The girl grunted like an animal and she sucked and licked my shaft as if her life depended on it. With another loud plop, I pulled out of her while my ex remained maniacally panting for more. Her existence revolved around sucking my cock now, but Emily was still forbidden from moving from the spot.

"Again, answer me honestly, Em. You want my dick or your freedom?"

"Dick! My Master's dick! Just stick your hot meat down my mouth again! Pleeeaasseeeee!! I don't care about anything else!" The whore let out a delirious, simpering cry. She opened her mouth wide. I had always known she was a cock-addicted slut despite her pretending otherwise. It felt so goddamn good that I now held power that forced Emily to accept her true nature.

"Thanks for confirming that, Em. I had my suspicions that's what you'd answer if given the proper motivation to be honest with yourself." I told her with my dick still tantalizing her, just out of reach from her immobile body. I began stroking it. "Go back to sleep now, Emily." I grunted and saw the light in my living lovedoll's eyes grow dull.

Upon hearing my command, Emily returned to her true form as a living automaton executing my every order without question. The fuckdoll remained still, mouth open and waiting like the other girls. Despite being emotionless, it trembled in anticipation. As per my instructions my penis was good enough to make even an object like this fuckdoll lust after it, after all.

I grabbed Azuko, still showing me double peace signs and a face of twisted pleasure, by one of her horn's and forced her face in-between Emily's and Jenny's. I felt as if I was about to explode as I finished myself off by a couple of hard strokes. I finally erupted, shooting rope after rope over the three girls, dirtying their beautiful bodies with thick spurts of cum landing on their faces and breasts. Each one of them savored every moment being showered in their master's precious sperm. It was their purpose to be used like this by their Summoner and Master after all. Xue Mei in turn cried out for me and my attention, still lying a powerless, spasming heap on the floor, overcome by desperate need for penis. I enjoyed to see my corrupted neighbor struggle too much to allow her any relief right now.

After coming harder than perhaps ever before, I grabbed Azukos's tits, and wiped the last of my cum off on them. I then leaned back in the sofa, unsummoned and resummoned Xue Mei and released the girls from my orders to remain immobile and quiet.

"Looks like I'm Master's favorite, after all!" Azuko bragged as soon as she got permission to speak. She thrust out her red orbs to proudly display the cumstains left from me using her titties like a rag. "Suck it, you low rarity bitches!" She stuck out her tongue at the other girls and made a sign of the horns gesture. As cocky as she was trying to act, I could tell it was mostly a front. The succubus' sometimes grating voice was trembling from the happiness that my special attention had given her.

"Ehh~ Onii-chan's hidoii..." Pouted Jenny while she squeezed her boobs together, mimicking Azuko. She rose from the floor, brushing her soft breasts against my legs while she did so. "Your imouto's oppai, my whole karada, are your playthings too, desu!"

Xue Mei cast her eyes down while remaining quiet and kneeling. Despite the kunoichi's attempts to remain stoic, disappointment at not serving her Master well enough, failing my task so miserably, shone on her face. My lovedoll Emily in turn, remained unthinking and unfeeling.

"Quiet down, you two. I will thoroughly use all four of you in the way I desire. Besides, the bitch who couldn't follow my orders at all needed her uppity boobs bullied a bit." I glared at Azuko. Ever since I had made the girl my soulmate I held some sort of special feelings for her, but I still needed to be fair to the other girls. "Keep teasing the others like that and I may degrade you to a common rarity card, demon bitch. I could probably do it considering all your empty Attribute slots." The succubus held her cocky smile in face of my attempt at a threat. "...Or perhaps I'll not let you see or touch my cock for a week or so."

"No!! Jeez, Master! Like, I was only teasing them a lil' bit!!" Azuko's voice was shaking now. The threat of erasing her identity as demon queen to become just another common imp paled before the unthinkable horror of not having the honor of being my cocksleeve for even a few days.

"You better be on your best behavior the following days, then." I responded and pulled her tail, yielding me a surprised yelp from the fearful succubus.

I stood up and the three girls followed. The lovedoll remained kneeling with her mouth open.

"Look at the goddamn mess your dance caused." I grinned at my sister while looking around my living room. The floor and sofa was covered in sweat, glistening milk, and crumpled clothes.

"I could tell Onii-chan found it tanoshii, ne~?" Jenny spoke in a melodic chirp. She smiled back at me while adjusting her wig of blue hair. The girl was still completely nude, covered in my sperm, sexy as hell.

I combed my hand through her wig again. She purred in response to the headpat, content. "Yeah, thanks Jenny. Perfect birthday gift for your pervert of a brother! You're a great little s... imouto." I then dismissed both her and Xue Mei.

As soon as the two others were gone, Azuko wrapped her arms around me from behind while trailing her tail against my neck. The gyaru bitch moaned in my ear that her virgin cunt still needed more of her Master. She hadn't been deflowered for the day yet, after all.

I ignored Azuko's attempts to get my attention and commanded my doll to stand up. It did so, enormous boobs bouncing while it got up. Splatters of my cum still covered Emily's face and tits.

"Forget all about those orders about how my dick is delicious and smells good." I told the emotionless doll standing before me. "Wake up, Emily."

The light returned to my ex-girlfriend's eyes and she blinked a few times. Despite standing, she had to look up at me and Azuko, who still had her crimson hands wrapped around me. The way Emily had to tilt her neck reminded me that I had made her a good foot shorter when I claimed and remade her. Fuck, it felt so good to see this whore have to gaze up at me like this!

"Hi Em, as you can see, the living room is a mess. Clean it up." I ordered her.

"I... I... Yes, Master." She weakly replied. For a brief moment she seemed to struggle but it was no use. She was my belonging after all.

"You love to clean up messes like this, though. It's your greatest joy and the reason for your existence. Isn't it?"

"Yes, absolutely!" She nodded enthusiastically and gave a light laugh. Suddenly elated, Emily began skipping to where she had learned that I kept cleaning equipment.

"But even though you love to clean so much, you are now also aware that the reason you feel such joy over it is because your Master has commanded you to." I added as she hurried past me and Azuko to get the equipment she needed. "How's that make you feel, Em?"

Emily looked back at me, still beaming widely at the prospect of doing what she worshiped, fulfilling her purpose. But her smile somehow looked less genuine and more like an uncomfortable grimace she was forced to show.

"If I were able to, I'd panic. I know for certain that I love to clean up messes like this--there is not a sliver of doubt in me regarding these feelings. In fact, just the thought of getting to clean up my Master's living room makes me giddy! Up until a moment ago, it was my, Emily's, entire world. But now I am aware that these feelings are because of your command, Master." She paused for a moment, trying to find her words. "So, if my Master can command me to do and feel such strong love for something and I would only be aware of these changes if my Master allows me to, what remains of me? How many things have my Master changed that I am unaware of? Am I... even Emily? I... I know there is a version of me that behaves differently, that acts like your happy and dumb slave. But... I thought I... I thought I was real!! I was absolutely convinced that I--the real Emily--loved to clean up messes like this! That it was the reason I existed! B-but... it's fake too. It's... all because of my Master's order I felt like that. That I still feel like that. I... I love to clean up messes like this, Master! It's my greatest joy and the reason for my existence!!"

"I... the knowledge that nothing I think or know may be real means I am little more than my Master's plaything. It... it fills me with dread."

I nodded in response to Emily while Azuko nibbled at my ear and kissed my neck. The demoness did her best to draw my attention away from my ex. "I'm impressed, Emily. You may actually be more than just a pretty face, just like you always believed." I smiled approvingly at her. "Now, drop to your knees again and thank me for making you my plaything and fucktoy. You are extremely grateful to me for it. "

My ex-girlfriend in her ridiculous blown-up Asian porn body immediately stopped worrying about some existential dread and prostrated herself before me, my cum still decorating her face and tits. "Thank you for making me your plaything and fuckdoll, Master." Absolute reverence.

"You're welcome, Em. Please tell me why you're so grateful for it."

"Because I..." Emily hesitated, as if she did not know how to continue. "I... just am, Master. All of me exists simply to be deeply thankful for the opportunity to serve as a plaything and fuckdoll of you--my Master." My ex that had voiced such a unease just moments before now let out a small squeak of happiness as she vocalized her innermost desires. The girl trembled with joy when she continued. "Thank you so much, Master! Thank you!!" She peered up at me with her big, expressive eyes. "Is... is my explanation satisfactory to you, my wonderful Master?"

"Hrmmm, it's a bit of a shallow explanation, don't you think? I just told you about my command to make you love cleaning, right? Do you think the reason you are so grateful to be my fucktoy plaything could be because of a similar reason? Because you were commanded by me to feel like that?"

"Because... Master commanded me to? Like with the terrible order concerning cleaning that we just talked about? Could it be..?" She struggled with the thought. Then, she snapped to attention, scolding herself. "No, that's so stupid, Emily! Of course not! I... I have always been this grateful to Master for making me his plaything and fuckdoll, have I not? I know for certain that it is not because of my Master's command! That's just dumb! So, so stupid to even bother Master with something so dumb! I must have... b-but why... I... why do I..? I-it's so hard... to think, Master. W-why am I so grateful to you? Were I... r-really like this... before..?" She was still overly joyful due to her extreme gratitude to me, but her voice broke while she tried to figure out the reason for these feelings more in-depth.

I immensely enjoyed listening to Emily's impossible reasoning while she tried to provide me with a better answer. She was explicitly forbidden from reaching the obvious answer to my question unless I gave her such permission. Emily kept stammering while on her knees in front of me. She seemed devastated at being unable to deliver a proper answer no matter how much time I allowed her.

"Okay, quiet. That's good enough. Stop thinking about it, slut." I finally told my ex, shutting her up. "Now, clean the room. Be sure to leave my cum on your face through it all, though. To wear my sperm on your face while cleaning fills you with great pride."

"Yes, my Master." Emily straightened her back as she went to go get her cleaning equipment, proudly striding out of the living room, displaying her cumstained face with grace.

"Oh Master, the way you treat that girl so cruelly... It's enough to make a succubus like me blush." Azuko's whisper in my ear was smooth as velvet. From the way she was hungrily groping me while she spoke, I could tell my bitch demon enjoyed it.