Tomboy Island

Travel took them further north-east. The jungle thinned in that direction. Alex could see the early signs of grassland between the trees, when something odd happened.

Supernatural arousal was nothing new to him by this point. He had only been completely overcome by it on that first day, yet felt it numerous times, typically accompanying the awakening of a Bloodline.

Such arousal now surged from within. Infernal power in his veins pulsed with the growing heat. His heart pumped blood hard and fast, making his cock rise to full mast in the span of a few steps. His sensitivity rose, making the caress of the air itself feel like a hand brushed gently over his manhood.

For all of the desire that had suddenly been invoked, Alex did not lose control. His eyes scanned the nearby jungle. Dark mist rose from the ground, forming a barrier between the trees. It was not malicious, he knew this instinctively.

“Something is stirring my desire,” Alex stated and turned to his haremettes. “Whatever it is, it is also giving me the privacy to act on it.”

The revelation put the trio of elf, fairy and slime at ease. In the absence of worry, their eyes beheld his twitching cock with awe and veneration. “Master,” Amethyst purred, “it appears you have… much to release.”

Pre-cum dropped from the engorged head of his cock already. Alex did not care to waste any more time on foreplay. He would oblige whatever was using him as a catalyst. Like Jane earlier in the day, he felt that he would be rewarded for it and such feelings had not deceived them yet.

Without a single word, Alex took the two steps over to the slime sex slave and grabbed her by the back of the head. Amethyst barely managed to reposition herself alongside his demanding grasp. Barely was enough and she soon squatted in front of him. Kneeling would have been the more pleasant position, but their height difference was too much for that.

The lips of the liquid cumdump parted. Eager administrations of her tongue greeted him. They were short-lived. Her thrust into her tight throat.

There was no easing period, Alex went straight to fucking her throat relentlessly with every swing of his hips, Amethyst’s muffled moans grew more intense. Warm and wet, the slime woman’s throat was sensitive to begin with - so sensitive that the demonic attributes of his seed could not have increased it further. The mark below the peaks and valleys of her midriff was a different story.

Amethyst’s eyes rolled up and she screamed. She screamed while her Master took full advantage of her lack of lungs to pound her face relentlessly. Viscous strands of mixed fluids stretched every time he pulled back. “Stop watching and form a line, cocksleeves,” Alex ordered, his voice dark, his sadism at its peak.

Astrid and Jane moaned in response. They were barely able to walk across, their sensitivity raised to its supernatural zenith alongside that of the permanently orgasming slime slave. Blonde and redhead squatted down and opened their mouths wide. Tongues stretched out, drool dripped, and their eyes were glued to Amethyst’s throat. Through her translucent being, they could watch his cock stretch her throat like a tight glove.

Rapidly racing towards his first climax, the Master pulled out of the blue-haired sex slave to swiftly plunge his cock into Astrid’s throat instead. The sudden invasion had the blonde gag. More than that, it had her scream. “Be a good girl, drink it all!” Alex ordered, using tiny thrusts to push himself over the edge.

No choice was given when it came to drinking his cum. Alex kept his blonde sex slave pinned against his groin. His cock tensed inside her throat, sending spurt after spurt of semen into her stomach. What little contractions of her throat there were existed as extensions of her muffled, orgasmic screams. The angelic attributes of his cum were every bit as potent as ever.

The release was everything. The release was nothing. All the pleasant tingles that washed through Alex’s body only heightened his desire. Like a starving beast, his first taste of release only made him yearn for more.

His cock was still twitching, pushing out the last droplets of the current load, when he pulled out. An aggressive shove sent the blonde on her back. Alex caught her legs in the middle of the upward swing. By the ankles, he pinned them to the floor, north of her head. The bendable runner moaned like a cocksleeve should. Her hands aided his manhood in parting her folds. He drove into her with relentless desire.

“YES, MASTER!” Astrid screamed out loud. Her folds surrounded his cock, a meat rod of unparalleled hardness. His heartbeat made the member throb inside her. Grunting, he dwelled in the dripping wet hole of his property.

“Keep cumming for your Master, that’s the only thing I need you to do.” As he gave the order, Amethyst and Jane wrapped their arms around him. Just pressing their breasts against him had them both pant as if he was fingering them. Nubile, toned bodies ground against his enormous physique. The difference in size and girth made then ornaments to their Master’s dominance, decorations to elevate his power and position above them,

Usually, Alex was averse to kissing women that had just sucked him off. It was different for Amethyst, her lips and mouth cleaned already courtesy of her nature. All of his fluids were nourishment for her. An additional motivation to let his tongue dominate her mouth while he pounded Astrid.

The Swedish tomboy was executing his order wonderfully. Mind relaxed to the point of thoughtlessness, it only took three thrusts to take her from post-orgasmic bliss to cockdrunk ecstasy. After thirty thrusts, she began to squirt and she did not stop for as long as he kept moving. The abundant wetness made it easy to keep fucking, despite the convulsions of her tight folds.

In the middle of all of that pounding, Alex broke the kiss with Amethyst and turned to Jane instead. The elf tasted of pine forest and fresh grass. He inhaled the scent, letting it fill the depths of his lungs, released Astrid’s legs and pulled out of her. In a casual display of power, Alex lifted Jane up by the hips. He moved her in front of him. He thrust into her cunt with one hard motion.

Elves were cocksleeves. Alex had only held that opinion jokingly whenever he had previously looked for porn on the internet. He now held it sincerely. The velvety, hot grip of her cunt was made for one thing and one thing alone. All that she was, all that surrounded that tunnel of bliss, existed solely so he could thrust into her more easily. Her hips were perfect to be used as handles, her red lips agape in delight, and her petite chest primed to swell with milk when he finally bred her.

Green eyes rolled up. Jane’s cries were the loudest. Getting fucked by their Master always made the lucky haremette the loudest part of the orgy, regardless of who it was. Still, Astrid put up good competition. Her order to cum for him had not been rescinded. Wet rubbing noises proved she was doing the best her fingers could, masturbating her drenched cunt feverishly.

Jane was soon squirting. The amped sensitivity and roughness of the lovemaking fried her braincells, leaving her a mess that held onto him. Elves were cocksleeves, with arms and legs that were there to look nice and to keep themselves positioned as they took the manhood of their owner all the way into their quivering quims over and over again.

For no other reasons than the whims of his arousal, he removed his cock from the redhead. A disappointed moan escaped her, before she was dropped into the soft moss by Astrid’s side. “Keep each other company,” Alex ordered. Immediately, the attention shifted towards each other.

They did not kiss. They tongue-fucked each other’s mouth with an urgency unparalleled. Independent thought had been surrendered and so all that remained bouncing inside their lust-addled minds were the words of their Master. Redhead and blonde embraced each other tightly. Legs parted so wet, agape cunts could grind against the toned thigh of their partner.

During all of that, Alex grabbed Amethyst by the throat. The lusty slime tomboy clenched her teeth, growled like an animal in heat, drooled from both pairs of lips, and gleefully surrendered her body to be moved however he desired. He desired her on all fours, straddling the tight bundle of tomboys turned sex slaves. Her swollen cunt was a work of perfection, the fat mons and pronounced labia rising from the rest of her liquid body in texture and colouration. Smooth, wet, twitching, awaiting his touch, and parting readily when he did begin his descend into her.

A cunt made for him and him alone. All members of his harem were like that, previous sexual history or not. In the end, all his women were made for him. In Amethyst’s case, it was entirely literal. Even as he filled her out, her cunt reshaped around him. The folds were more than just that, there were a viscous liquid that complimented the shape of his dick even as he thrusts in and out. There was always a tight, massaging band around the sensitive border between head and shaft.

Pulling the slime sex slave’s long hair was a peculiar experience. The strands stretched like rubber. They reached a maximum length, forcing Amethyst to tilt her head back while she screamed at the sky. The strands were between regular hair and silicone and yet neither of these things. Her ass rippled like the genuine thing, a pair of gorgeously round cheeks and thighs that swayed to the rhythm of the clapping impact.

Below her gushing cunt, Astrid and Jane were fingering each other. Alex clicked his tongue disapprovingly, their blissful moans too shallow for his liking. “Never leave it to cumdumps to pleasure each other properly.”

Grabbing and dragging them was as familiar and casual a task as operating the cockpit had been. Complicated as domming may have been in its details, Alex had a talent and familiarity with it now. They gave him everything he wanted as he put them in their place. Astrid was to Amethyst’s right and Jane to Astrid’s. Round asses were raised, bottoms down, creating a line of private relief holes.

A quick shuffle and Alex was back inside the blonde in the middle. “You’re proper holes at least!” he complimented and delivered a swift smack to her white cheeks. While thrusting into her, he spread out his arms. The spank he delivered to Jane’s ass was about as hard as the one the fairy in front of him had gotten. Amethyst got a slap so loud it reverberated. The sound was overpowered by her ecstatic cry. Knowing the levels of masochism, varying between his women, was very important.

His hands immediately became otherwise occupied. Fingers penetrated swollen, hairless cunts. Instinct and knowledge intertwined and he pressed against sensitive spots that their fellow submissives just hadn’t found. His girthy digits filled them in ways that the dainty hands of their fellow women just couldn’t.

“That’s how this should sound!” Alex declared proudly. Even raised, his voice barely cut above the stream of lewd cries. Fingering Jane and Amethyst at the side, he pounded Astrid with full force once more. The side pieces were gushing, pussy juices dripping down their thighs while they drooled like the bitches in heat they were. Astrid squirted like a faucet as broken as her mind was in that moment.

Basking in the sounds, in the sensations, Alex sprinted towards his second release. There was an unspoken understanding of how close he was. His thrusts got more jittery, as control over his own body got imprecise. Thoughts were slowed, replaced by a primal need to just cum. Cum deep inside this woman that wanted nothing more than to be the receptacle of his seed.

That they all came simultaneously was a foregone conclusion, as neither of the three had ever stopped climaxing. Even when he drove inside one last time and the motions of his hips and hands stopped, the presence of cock and fingers was enough to keep them climaxing. Astrid screamed until her lungs were empty. Her O-mouth was turned up to the sky, her spine arched, her cunt tightened around his cock like a proper sleeve should, milking him for every drop that he filled her with.

Every time his balls tightened, Astrid’s whole body jumped in ecstasy. His cum was all her empty head could ever want. “Nothing but a sex slave,” Alex pushed out a sincere compliment. If Astrid could have cum any harder, she would have.

Little thrusts resumed as his orgasm began to ebb away. The thrusts grew more hungry quickly and he was back to fully pounding her long before the last drops were wrung from his shaft. Two orgasms were still just the beginning.

For Astrid’s part in this little orgy, however, it was the end. The blonde was completely dissolved in ecstasy, barely even reacting to being used anymore. Entertaining in its own right, to have a woman reduced so thoroughly to a spasming set of holes. Certainly usable for relief if Alex had desired it. Perhaps it would still come to that, but for now he had two other women around. The two of them were, for all their lust, still half-lucid.

Agape and dripping cum, Astrid’s cunt was left empty. Hunger for a change in sensations had him turn Amethyst on her back once more. “Those tits will do,” he decided, straddling the slime woman’s chest. Fingers of glistening purple pressed into large breasts. Obediently, the sex slave enveloped his cock with those hot cushions. Slippery secretions mixed with the abundant juices coating his manhood,

“Master… MASTER!” Amethyst screamed, serving him at the proper pace for his current hunger. She was utterly enchanted with the hard rod, massaged it with her kneading hands and rubbed her sensitive cleavage against it. Back and forth she swayed, her entire being dedicated to servitude.

“Jane. Here.” Two harsh grunts were more binding than any magic could have been. The redhead had been frozen in her previous position, watching in awe while he dominated. Now she crawled in reach of his arms like a well-trained puppy. He grabbed her by the jaw, squishing her cheeks together. It made her look stupid in the most adorable and horny way possible, especially when she started to drool.

Every time he brought her bliss, she turned into more and more of a masochistic, submissive slut. Granted, this was true for all of his women, but with his former best friend turned haremette, the changes were so… tangible. Maybe it was because she had unworthy partners before him, or maybe she had just been in denial all of her life. Fact was that he was dragging her moaning and spasming down the path of being a living sex toy.

And they both lived for it.

Putting his brawn to use again, Alex lifted the redheaded elf up and pulled her on top of Amethyst. The toned thighs of the bottom-heavy woman became a loose frame around the purple tits of the serving slime. Red lips parted in an orgasmic howl. All it took were three fingers in Jane’s stretched cunt. The top of her head pressed against the middle of Alex’s chest. Her lustful blush was especially intense at the tip of her pointy ears, turning them as red as her bright hair.

The position was pure depravity. Jane was gushing, orgasms chaining together as he fingered her sensitive cunt. Dripping juices added to the wetness of the tit job that Amethyst gave him. The slime’s field of view must have consisted only of the cunt that her Master was working and the manhood that she was rapidly working to another release. Her breasts were large, but not large enough to fully envelop him.

Rapidly or very slowly - Alex had no idea at this point. He was just doing as he desired. Whether it was minutes or seconds that ticked by was scarcely even within the realm of his thoughts.

All he cared was to pump his load into one of his willing sex slaves.

At the edge of his willpower, Alex pulled back. His cock slipped out from the tight, smoothness of Amethyst’s large breasts. He thrust up and into Jane’s waiting hole.

Simultaneously, they exploded in another climax. Deep inside her, he released, while her squirting juices were eagerly lapped up by the blue-haired woman beneath them. Tongue extended monstrously, Amethyst licked both her Master’s tightening balls and his current sleeve’s clit.

They remained stuck like that for as long as his orgasm made Alex’s muscles too tense to move. As soon as that changed, he withdrew from the elf and tossed her to the side. She landed next to Astrid in the soft moss.

Two sex slaves were blissed out, leaving only one to receive his desire. Amethyst smirked like only a tomboy facing a challenge could smirk. It was immediately replaced by her upper lips parting wide. Grabbing her head with both hands, Alex went to fuck her throat again.

The angle made it impossible to get more than half of his cock into her. That was enough to enjoy himself. Rapid thrusts were met by her complimenting tongue. Heaven hath no joy like a submissive loved.

Alex managed to reign himself in for just long enough to turn around. Head tilted back, Amethyst enabled a new angle, one that was better than any other at sheathing all of her Master’s cock. Her throat bulged, the slimy, pussy-like walls of her throat stretching as he hammered into her comfort hole again and again.

Without any control over herself, Amethyst spasmed in the moss. Her heels pressed into the ground. Her toes curled. Her hips bucked up, collapsed to the ground, shot up again, twitched to either side, and only stopped thrashing when he fingered her greedy cunt again. Immediately the chain of orgasms reached a higher pitch, pussy juices once more squirting all over his fingers.

A change in his fickle, erotic moods was all that he needed to pull out of her throat. Gooey strands connected them. Amethyst was panting as if she had just run a marathon. He got on top of her, pinned her down with his weight and force. His cock drove into her ready cunt again. She squirted all over her own tits.

The pounding that followed was everything one would have expected from a caveman. Like a brute, he descended into her cunt. She was toned and reasonably tall for a woman, but under him, she looked quite breakable. Alex knew that and stopped just short of any worse impulses this current heat whispered into his mind. All he desired was to fuck her brains out and by God and Devil he did.

Alex roared like a victorious conqueror, plunging into his price one last time before letting his final release was over him. His balls tightened again and again, pumping the slime woman full. The enormous load gathered in a womb-like pocket inside her, showing the dom exactly what an absurd amount his balls had to give.

With every tensing of his shaft, he felt the supernatural desires ebb away, until only his own were left behind. His cock began to deflate, his heartbeat to slow, while he watched all of that unloaded lust take shape.

What remained of his own rose as pink mist from his skin. His giggling cocksleeves moaned as the blue counterpart swirled up from them. Pink and blue intertwined, then headed towards the edge of darkness that enveloped them.

‘Now, what is next?’ Alex got comfortable on the soft ground and waited.