by Eric Vall
“Mmmmm,” the black-haired beauty purred. “I can’t wait to taste it.”
“Oh… science,” I hissed.
My member throbbed angrily in her hands, and more precum seeped out of it before dribbling onto her hand, Rian leaned forward and hastily licked it away with her long tongue.
Then the imp-woman pressed her succulent lips to the head of my penis, opened her lips, and then wrapped her entire tongue around my length. My eyes bulged from their sockets, my heart soared, and I almost felt as if my soul had left my body. The black-haired imp-girl’s tongue moved independently, as if it weren’t even a part of her body, it curled around me, retracted, slithered over my length, tightened, and then released with a soft, wet slap.
“Oh, Rian!” I murmured. “That felt… that felt like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. So strange, but satisfying, and so goddamn pleasurable!”
“I’m not finished yet,” the imp-woman giggled. “I want to get you to the point of exploding, and then I’ll stop.”
“And what else?” I gulped. “After that?”
“I’m going to climb up onto that examination table,” Rian whispered. “Strip off my clothes, and have my way with you.”
Rian chuckled, gripped my penis, lowered her head, and then took me entirely into her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around me again, this time not as tightly, but the imp-woman slowly began to bob her head. The sensation of both her mouth sucking and her tongue wrapped around me was enough to make me go wild with pleasure, I almost couldn’t handle it.
“Ohhhh!” I breathed.
I panted, my hands gripped the sides of the examination table, and I arched my hips upward toward her mouth. Rian giggled softly with my penis in her mouth, a smile twitched at the corners of her lips, and then she nodded even faster. Guttural grunts roared up my throat, I threw back my head, felt sweat bead on my forehead, and clenched the examination table so hard I thought the metal would dent.
Each time Rian’s head came up, her saliva flowed down the length of my veiny member, and when she slammed back down, it became something like a lubricant. I wasn’t sure if it was just Rian, or if it was the fact she was once an imp, but her throat seemed to go on forever, like an endless tunnel of warm wetness. I gritted my teeth, let go of the metal table with my right hand, gripped her by the back of the head, and forced the imp-woman down faster. I thrust with my hips, entered and exited her mouth faster than ever, and listened to the soft whimpers of pleasure from the woman below me. The harder and faster I moved, the more sounds that Rian made, and it gave me a strange, dark pleasure.
My penis twitched in her mouth, I was almost there, a few more strokes, and I’d paint the back of her throat white with my semen, but right as I was about to, Rian slipped away from my grasp. The gorgeous imp-woman panted, wiped her mouth clean of her salvia, and then wriggled closer, her eyes filled with heat again.
“I wanted to taste you so badly,” Rian gasped. “I wanted to taste what your semen is like, but no, I want you to cum inside of my womb, Charles, I want to know what it feels like to be full to the brim with your seed.”
“By the science,” I grunted. “Get onto the examination table, right now. You know what? Never mind.”
In one swift movement, I bent down, grasped the imp-woman by the waist, hauled her from the floor, threw her onto the cold table, reached underneath her, and ripped aside her clothing. Rian cried out, loud and low, but even though it was pained, she seemed to enjoy my roughness.
“Oh! Charles!” the imp-woman screamed. “Please, yes, do it. I need it, now more than ever!”
Her womanhood was wet, pink, and slightly swollen from arousal, and I couldn’t wait to jam my member inside of her. I held the fabric away from her core with my thumb and moved my pointer finger and thumb over the lips of her vagina. The red-skinned beauty threw back her head, gasped, pressed her lips together, and then mewled softly out of desperation. I probed two fingers inside of her convulsing walls, groaned against her tightness, and felt my member harden even more. I inched forward, removed my slick fingers, gripped her by the hips, pressed the head of my penis to her womanhood, and then slowly pushed into her.
“Yes, Charles, yes!” Rian roared. “Come on, I need it now! Pound me until I can’t walk! I need it!”
“If that’s what you wish,” I grinned. “Then I will give it to you.”
It seemed that Rian didn’t experience the pain that comes with losing one’s virginity, both Daisy and Valerie had cried out in agony, but the imp-woman didn’t seem to feel a thing. I slammed into her until my hips met the soft flesh of her enormous, soft ass. Then I rocked my hips back and forth and relished the feeling of her convulsing walls. The red-skinned woman threw back her head, squeezed her eyes closed, and screamed toward the ceiling. Rian was tighter than any of my other women, and I was unsure how she wasn’t in pain from my giant member.
Each time I thrust into her, wet squelches exploded up from her tunnel, moans exploded from her plump lips, and her juices dripped down my thighs. I moved savagely, almost like an animal as I thrust into her, and each time my hips slammed into her beautiful ass, her hands tightened on the examination table, and she let out an ear-splitting cry. Her body was tense beneath me, her legs firmly planted on the floor, and her head hung over the other side of the table. I suddenly had an idea, so I chuckled under my breath, let go of her hips, reached forward, and gripped the imp-woman by her thick, black horns.
I’d never touched them before, only admired them from a distance, or been brushed by them while we were sleeping. Their surface was smooth, almost soft like lamb-fur even though they were solid bone, and they also were cool to the touch, like a stone pulled from a riverbed. I pulled my hands away from them for a second, and the sensation was immediately gone, but I wanted it back. I gripped her by the horns, pulled her head back, glanced at her expression, saw that it was pleased, and pounded into her from behind.
“Charles!” Rian roared. “It feels so good, yes, yes, don’t stop! Please! Harder! Faster!”
I bucked against her, used her horns to stabilize me, and listened to the sweet, guttural sounds that ripped up the imp-woman’s throat. I could tell that she was close from the way her vagina clenched and convulsed around me, but I had to admit, I didn’t want it to end, and I wanted to continue like this for the rest of the night. This was a new experience for me, Rian was different than Valerie and Daisy in sexual terms. Valerie liked it a little rough but pouted when I used too much of my strength, and I’d learned over time that Daisy liked to be treated like a lady, and I could only be soft and sweet with the brunette.
From what I could tell, Rian enjoyed it when I got rough with her. I wanted to experiment more to see what she liked, and what she didn’t like, but I knew that I had to figure out those things over time. At this moment, I had power and control over her, something I had never had in this life, and I had to admit… I liked it, I craved it more than anything. I was born with nothing, no power, no strength, and certainly no wealth of my own, but this smidgen of power that Rian had given me… it made me feel fantastic, and I wanted more. It felt strange, to have an ounce of power over someone else, and I was thankful that Rian had given this to me.
I slammed into her one last time, felt her walls tighten, let loose for a second, and then convulse into a full orgasm. She threw back her head, her eyes squeezed shut, her face dotted with sweat, and her mouth dropped open in a vibrating scream of pleasure.
Rian bucked against me and rode me through her orgasm, and the more that she moved, the closer I came to my own release.
Then I suddenly felt my penis stiffen, and I grunted through my clenched teeth, hissed loudly, let go of her horns, and held onto her by her rearing hips.
“Rian!” I shouted. “Yes, you feel so good!”
“More, Charles!” the gorgeous woman begged. “More, yes, harder! Harder! Harder! Oh, it feels so good!”
My member seized inside of her, tensed even more, and then sprayed
my frothing cream inside of her throbbing walls. I thrust into her as deep as I could go so that the most amount of my seed could flood inside of her womb, and then I stayed frozen there while my body pumped into her over and over again.
Then, after a few agonizing moments of sweet release, I was empty, and she was filled.
“Ohh, my love,” I sighed as I pulled out of her, threw myself down onto the metal table beside her, and then wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
Rian was still gasping for breath, so I pulled the black-haired beauty fully onto the table with me, dragged her to my side, and rested her head against my chest. We both breathed heavily, and we were covered in a light sheen of sweat, but when I looked around the room, the red veil had lifted, and I could see into the darkened corners better than before.
“What was that?” I gasped. “The light? Did you see that?”
“Oh,” Rian giggled. “An old imp trick.”
“You did that?” I chuckled. “How? It was… it was amazing and mesmerizing. It was almost like I was under a trance or something.”
“You could call it a trance,” the imp-woman explained. “When I was an imp, we’d use to ensnare our prey or… a mate that we particularly liked. It blurs everything around us, so that the only thing our prey can see is us. It has a calming effect, some even say arousing. I wanted to try it out on you, and I guess it worked.”
“Yes,” I smiled. “Yes, it did, and I quite liked it. Use it on me more often, it was very enjoyable, but not only that, I was able to concentrate on you and pleasing you ten times more.”
“Charles,” Rian uttered. “I think that was the best thing I’ve ever done in my entire life. I’ve dreamed about it for so long, and it finally happened. It felt so good, I never knew something could feel so… good. I want to do it with you for the rest of my life.”
“Was it better than you expected?” I grinned.
“Oh, yes,” she sighed. “Better than anything I’ve ever imagined. It felt like… little explosions, and then one big, giant one in my entire body. I don’t think I can ever touch myself again, you’ve ruined me, I’ll only want you for the rest of my life, just as Valerie said.”
“Well, thank you,” I tittered. “I aim to please, and it looks like I’ve done my job.”
“Or have you?” Rian purred, rolled on top of me, gripped my wrists, and stared down at me with hungry eyes. “What if I told you I wanted to do it all over again?”
The room darkened for a second time, the red veil descended, and I only saw Rian. Shivers raced up and down my spine, but deep in my chest, something burned, and I snatched my hands away from her. I gripped her by the wrists, used my body to flip her onto her back, and pressed my already erect member toward her core.
“So, you want it again, do you?” I chuckled. “Then, you shall have it.”
Chapter Ten
My women’s dresses arrived the next morning, and as soon as the courier left, the enormous boxes were snatched away from my hands. Daisy held the packages tightly to her chest, smiled happily, and then turned toward her sisters.
“Let’s go upstairs,” the brunette gushed. “I want each of you to try them on with your masks and accessories. Then I can figure out what type of makeup I’ll need to buy at the mercantile.”
“Hey, now,” I chuckled. “I paid for those, aren’t you going to let me see?”
“You’ll see them,” the gorgeous bear-girl assured. “On the day of the ball. I want all of this to be a surprise for you, Charles. So, stay down here, and we’re going to try all of these on.”
“Fine,” I tittered. “I’ll wait, I don’t mind.”
The masquerade was only two days away, and we didn’t have much left to prepare for. We’d determined that Rian would be the one to serve the truth serum to the scientist since she was the newest, and although she didn’t have much experience, she was the most serious of the two. I trusted Valerie to do it, but the feline-woman was always getting into some type of trouble, not that we minded, but we couldn’t have any slip-ups during this mission. We planned to give the serum to the scientist about midway through the party, he’d have enough drinks in him not to question another, and if everyone were distracted, I would have time to whisk him away, question him thoroughly, and then bring him back in with no one the wiser.
It wasn’t a very intricate plan, but it was the best we could do. We figured that we couldn’t thoroughly plan for something when there was an unpredictable party happening since we never knew what could happen or what the other people attending would do, so we thrashed out the idea of what we wanted to happen and went with that. We would enter into the party, socialize for a bit, introduce Valerie and Rian to Josephine, which they were very excited about, and I knew for a fact that the feline-woman would want me to dance with her. Then finally, I would grab a drink for the scientist, pour the truth serum into it, and have Rian serve it to him.
Hopefully, Lucien wouldn’t question the drink, guzzle it down, and within minutes, be spilling his guts to me in some back corner of Josephine’s manor. I was anxious, but for the first time in my life, I wasn’t afraid. Over the past few months, I’d done some pretty fantastic, dangerous, and unbelievable things, and I had to admit, it’d changed me. I wasn’t the same man anymore, right now, in this world, I had even the smallest amount of power, and it… made me feel good. I’d killed people, yes, but I’d never seen it as killing when I was placing them within my machine’s compartments. I wasn’t talking about the patients I’d used in the experiments, I’d murdered Delphine, Ortensia, the first prisoner, and Milton, their blood stained my hands, and I hated to think it, but I liked having that control.
I was a man who came from absolutely nothing, born a brute, raised one, and I could consider myself one still even if I was an esteemed scientist and doctor. No matter the changes I made, or the steps I took to better myself, in the aristocrats’ eyes, I was just a disgusting maggot crawling through the dirt at their feet. Even if they saw me that way, things had changed. I had more power than them, I decided who lived or died, and from my past experiences, I could weasel my way out of being caught each and every time. No one could stop me, not with my monster-women at my side, and Edony was about to learn that. She may have wanted me dead and had tried several times to kill me, but I had gotten the upper hand every time.
It was almost like I was… unstoppable, untouchable, and completely invincible. Yes, there’d been a few close calls here and there, but I’d slipped past them like a slick snake in the garden. I felt as if I could trick and connive my way through everything right now, I was strong, powerful, and held the power of life and death in my palms.
I almost felt like a god with my beautiful creations by my sides.
The next couple of days passed quickly, my women and I spent most of our time around the house or in the laboratory, and of course, they asked me when we’d get a new sister. I didn’t have an answer for them, we’d just created Rian, and killed Ortensia. We needed to lay low for a little while longer, but I assured them it would happen eventually. Valerie was disappointed as always, pouted for a few hours, but finally came around to the idea. Daisy was astute, and calculating, saying that we should wait until the shock of Ortensia’s death had passed, and Rian agreed.
I awoke on the morning of the masquerade refreshed, sat up in bed, glanced around at my sleeping women, climbed out of bed, padded over to the dresser, and pulled out my clothes for the day. The party wasn’t until later in the evening, but I knew from my past experience with other aristocrats, it would take my women almost all day to get ready. Not only that, but there were three of them, so there were three dresses to get into, three sets of masks and accessories, and then came their hair and makeup. I was almost glad that I was a man, and all I had to do was get into my suit, play around with my messy black hair for a little bit, put on my shoes, and leave.
“Good Morning!” Valerie cried, threw off the covers, and leaped out of bed. “Today’s the day! Oh, I�
�m so excited! I can’t wait for you to see us in our costumes, Charles. They are so pretty!”
“Shhhh,” Daisy grumbled. “It’s too early.”
“It’s only nine-thirty!” the feline-woman protested. “It’s time to get up! Put the curlers in the fireplace, put our dresses out, get into our corsets, everything! Oh, Charles, it took everything within me to stop myself from wearing my costume to bed last night. I was just so excited! I couldn’t help it!”
“You did sneak away five times yesterday to put it on and stare at herself in the mirror,” Daisy chuckled. “I can understand being excited, but five times? We already know what it looks like on you, why do you have to look so many times?”
“I love it so much, that’s why!” the cat-girl shouted. “The color is so pretty, the embroidery is exquisite, but not only that, it fits like a glove! I want to wear it every single day! I even want to be buried in it!”
“Do you like it that much?” I chuckled. “We could buy you more dresses. You don’t have to wear that same leotard every day if you don’t want to.”
“No, I like my everyday outfit because you made it for me,” the gorgeous ash-blonde shook her head. “I only like the dress so much because it’s a special occasion, an occasion where I get to meet Josephine for the first time, and I can’t wait! I’m going to talk to her all night. No one can stop me!”
“Well, you do know that Ms. Josephine is the host of the party,” I stated. “That means she has to be gracious to her guests and talk to them, too.”
“That’s fine,” the feline-woman nodded. “As long as I’m glued to her side the entire time.”
“Do you think that’ll upset Ms. Josephine?” Daisy asked. “Or annoy her? I may love you, Valerie, but having someone pester you like that would get tiring.”
