TOAD – Chapter 56
TOAD – Chapter 56
TOAD – Chapter 56
After I got her started, the maid was quite the little firecracker. Sure, she was resistant and first, but she purred like a kitten when I scratched her in the right place. There came a point when it became just as easy to talk a girl out of her panties as it did to talk a guy into fucking me. Some would suggest that it was easier to get a man to have sex versus a woman, but I didn’t find that to be the truth. It was true that you sometimes had to depend on different strategies, but I had to change my strategies based on the kind of guy anyway, so it was all just part of the game.
Men typically didn’t like a girl that came on too strong. It wasn’t so much that men didn’t like sluts like me. They loved the slutty type. However, there needed to be innocence and a reluctance to your sluttiness. I had to make it seem like my lewd behavior was reserved just for them, and not something I’d do to anyone with a penis. Even if it was a lie, the lie was usually enough to move most men. They wanted their girl to be shy, naïve, and to look up to them and wait for direction.
On the other hand, when it came to women, they wanted someone to take control. Take this pretty little demon girl under me. She stood timidly and took everything I dished out to her. She might have acted resistant through noncompliance, but that only lasted until the good feelings started to come. A girl was a victim to her pleasure, and once that pleasure reached a certain threshold, she’d no longer care about anything except that pleasure.
My fingers explored her depths while my tongue tasted her nipple. There was a time when I never understood a man’s interest in a woman’s breasts. He’d grab them, squeeze them, pull them, and even twist them as if they were some kind of great toy he only just got to touch for the first time. As the recipient of such touches, I had always found it silly. Yet, after having opened up my sexuality, I too came to find them quite fun. There was something with the softness and elasticity that made them fun to play with. The hard chest of a man was nice to stroke, but there was a reason it was called play dough.
I had slowly torn off the maid’s clothing. That was one problem I had with women of this world. Men would rip their clothes off as soon as you said the word sex, and even if they didn’t, most of their stuff was pretty easy to figure out. However, the women of this world wore complicated outfits with ties and strings. In the past, I had always had Min to help me put my outfits on, and seeing as they had been the ones to design many of them, they were always easy enough.
Since Min left, I had worn simply outfits that I could manage. It wasn’t that hard, whether it was my role as a slave or a servant, I had little need to wear extravagant dresses of late. That’s why when it came to the complicated dress this maid was in, it was far easier to tear it off. The scattered remains of her outfit were lying on the floor, and she was naked on the bed, her gorgeous body on full display. She tried to cover her chest and push her legs together, but my hands didn’t allow such restraint.
I quickly wiggled one hand between her legs while I nestled my face in her chest. Although she blushed, she wasn’t resisting me at all. It only took a few minutes to get her soaking wet, her voice letting out cute little moans as she watched me like a frightened kitten. Her eyes seemed to hold equal parts fear and arousal, and it was an adorable look that only made me what to make her back arch in pleasure.
I began to put more pressure on her clit, using my Mastery of sex to trigger every sensor. She let loud moan, her body shaking. With my face against her modest breasts, I could feel the exhalation of her voice vibrating against my lips. I was very aware of just how close she was to cumming. I could immediately send her into an orgasm. As a girl, I was confident I could bring her many orgasms. Even with a guy, I wouldn’t be a master if I couldn’t keep him hard through at least three cumshots. When it came to women, I could leave them in ecstasy all night.
That said, the first orgasm would set the mood for all future orgasms. At least, that’s what I felt. I wouldn’t be satisfied giving her just a short and quick one. Her first orgasm had to be enough to leave her exhausted and satisfied, so as my fingers twisted in and out of her, touching all of the parts of her that I knew she liked, I kept my ears open to the sounds of her voice, keeping a gauge on just how far along she was. As she reach too close to orgasming, I would slow down or pull back. I methodically broke her pussy, bringing it to the highest reaches of sexual pleasure.
Each time the wave reached a crest, her body would rise and she’d let out cries of pleasure. This could last anywhere from ten seconds to half a minute. Then, the wave would drop down into a trophy, and she would desperately try to catch her breath, even as she started to feel the pleasure rising again. It was an exhausting experience, and the way I did it, each orgasm became more violent than the last. It resembled giving birth, at least for the women who experienced an orgasmic birth. I put her into a positive feedback look, causing each orgasm to become more and more powerful. I put the maid into a place of her hell, a hell made out of pleasure that she could never escape.
“Noo... no more...” She panted. “I can’t... I can’t...”
However, her hips had started to trust against my fingers, aiding me in my molestation. Her body was covered in sweat, and her face was completely red. She was unable to get enough oxygen, and it seemed to be causing her eyes to close a bit as she grew to the edge of consciousness. Yet, my fingers continued to work, and I tortured her pussy intensely long into the night. I had gotten so into it, I had even forgotten my pleasure, and by the time I remembered my pussy needed love too, she was too far gone to assist me in that.
In retrospect, I probably took things too far. I had been expecting the demon king to arrive, and he never did. As the night passed by, I only had my toy to play with. It had been quite some time since I last played with a girl. During my year as an incubator, it was men and monsters only, and even when I took over the place, all of the employees were men. Thus, I had a lot I wanted to try out, things I only learned more recently, and skills that hadn’t been at their peak the last time I was with a woman.
I was angry that the demon king went back on his promise, and I was also a bit defiant over him originally bullying me into being his queen in the first place. Adding to that the maid’s original apathy, and I used my sex mastery to its fullest. This was something I had never really done before, even with men. My actions probably leaned on sexual torture, since I wouldn’t even let her go to sleep. I had control of her dreams, after all, so I could make her feel everything to where even unconsciousness couldn’t spare her. It was near morning when I finally grew bored and let her collapse in a wet heap.
I took a small nap, and when I woke up, I was surprised she was still naked in my bed. She had lost enough fluids that she was probably dehydrated, so I poured a drink which should have been her job, and then went to feed it to her. That’s when I realized her eyes were staring up blankly, with drool running out of her mouth. Even then, her body still shivered every few minutes. She didn’t respond to words or touch. I used Sex Life on her to fix her up, yet her condition didn’t change.
“It seems that I broke her...” I made an irritated sound.
Even without my powers, I had managed to break her mind completely. I had used up everything this made had, and now she was just a vegetable!
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