I Was Called A Demon

Bi Yun had a decent understanding of male biology, picked up over the years even if she had, fortunately, avoided getting too close to any of them naked. Nevertheless, there were some facts that didn’t quite click until she had the chance to experience them firsthand.

For instance, as she woke up in the morning, the feeling of having a cock down there was strange enough, but feeling it hard, tenting the cum-stained sheets was something else.

It wasn’t unpleasant, per se, but… odd. Even more so than just having a cock in the first place.

“And this is a daily thing, huh… Bitch, are you…” she began, only to glance to her side and spot her personal cum-whore sleeping snuggly, cuddling the bedsheets in such a way that one of the spots that was coated in the most cum ended up right next to her nose.

Judging by her blissful expression, that may well have been intentional.

‘Just goes to show that we were born in the wrong place. If she’d been the servant from the start, we could’ve been like this openly, with her behaving as my bitch in public without anyone complaining… openly, at the very least,’ Bi Yun reached out and gently stroked the side of Liang Song’s face, using just a couple of fingers.

After all they’d done the prior day, such a light touch didn’t seem enough to wake the so-called princess, and Bi Yun had no intention of doing so anyway. Her slut worked hard to please her, to get filled up with as much cum as possible, and all of that effort showed even after the night.

Her belly was visibly bulging, although nowhere near as much as before, and cum was still dripping ever so slowly from her pretty pink pussy, her nether lips still gaping a little. Even ignoring the trail of semen going her thigh, the rest of her body was a mess after cum had somehow ended up on them. Some parts, she recalled, but others… not at all. Fortunately, and possibly due to the slightly special nature of Bi Yun’s new dick, all of that seed hadn’t turned dry and crusty, even hours after the fact, so although it still had a potent, pungent scent that would be impossible to wash off at this point, it wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been.

If anything, it was good. She got to mark her lovely property, and didn’t have to make the kind of mess that more… ordinary semen would.

‘I ought to speak to the Demon Queen and the others, ensure that they’re aware of my plans for the day, while the bitch is asleep… but first, I need something that isn’t the maid outfit. Whether her uncles like it or not, I won’t be remaining in this role for long, and so I ought to dress the part.’

About a dozen minutes later, she had finally emerged. Picking out something that fit her from the so-called princess’ wardrobe was difficult, but she eventually found a decent dress, and her erection had gone down enough for it to only tent the fabric a little bit.

Still, considering that she didn’t plan on hiding her dick, she didn’t mind that too much.

As she made her way over to the bedroom where she’d left the Demon Queen and the others, she couldn’t help but wonder what they had been up to. Had they spent the night merely sleeping? Strategizing? Or, perhaps…

“That’s right, breathe it in… this is the only air you’re getting for the rest of the night, you filthy slut…” Bianca’s words immediately entered her ears the moment she opened up the door, treating Bi Yun to quite the scene.

For one, the whole chamber was even more of a mess than her bedroom had been, with puddles of cum all around, and bedsheets that were practically drenched in the stuff. The Demon Queen herself sat on the edge of the bed, on one of the few spots that didn’t look to be wet and filthy, and had Huang Su’s face in her crotch, trapped beneath her cock, her nose likely pressed right up against the spot where her dick and balls met.

Naturally, that forced the Sect Master to be in a low position, in this case on her hands and knees. It didn’t seem like the most comfortable way to remain in Bianca’s groin for a long time, but it allowed the kitsune to occupy her rear, grasping her asscheeks and spreading them apart while she tongued Huang Su’s asshole.

The Phoenix Sect’s leader’s pussy was incredibly wet, her slick arousal coating her inner thighs, but it seemed to be completely untouched. Her rear hole, however, was clearly stretched out, even with the kitsune in the way, and the rest of her naked body looked to have been covered in plenty of cum.

Pulling away for a moment, Xue Yaling took a deep breath in, “I don’t even know how you convinced me to spent so many hours just eating out ass, but seeing this dumb sow finally showing her true colours is more than worth it.”

“What, are you telling me that you don’t like to… ah, Bi Yun, welcome. We were just… training our little phoenix after she insisted that using her ass would be wrong. It kinda derailed my plans, but this worked out well enough. Is her hole still gaping, Yaling?”

“A little, Sect Mistress. I think she’ll need some more training before it’s… permanent.”

“Then that’s what she’ll get. Sorry, Bi Yun, as I said – distracted.”

“You said derailed… whatever that word means. Nonetheless, I’m glad that you had a pleasant rest, mighty Demon Queen.”

“Rest? Wait, what’s the time?” Bianca looked to the sides, finding no window to see the time of day.

“Early morning.”

“… huh. Did I spend that long forcing her to huff my musk? Well… alright, fine,” Bianca sighed, releasing her grasp on the Sect Master’s head, “Wakey wakey, Huang Su.”

Despite being let go, the Phoenix Sect’s leader barely reacted, only finally stirring when Bianca grabbed her hair and pulled her away from her cock and balls, finally letting Bi Yun see the state she’d been left in.

Her face was coated in sticky ball-sweat, her makeup ruined with dark, stained streaks going down from her eyes to her chin, her lipstick smeared, her eyes hazy and hair a complete mess that was soaked through with greasy sweat. She looked nothing like the dignified Sect Master Bi Yun had heard of her as, nothing like the way she looked upon their first meeting.

It looked as though her consciousness had been smothered by all of that ball-musk, the sweat having soaked her through all the way – not to mention the way her asshole had been stretched. The way it was currently gaping, it couldn’t have happened with just a little bit of rimming. Bi Yun could be said to be something of an expert, even if her only points of reference were herself and the bitch-princess. The latter’s asshole had only gotten all stretched out and puffy after a lot of tentacle-fucking.

“Uh… M-Mistress?” even in this state, Huang Su recognised her position, muttering breathily, “Hah… I… did I do well?”

“You did really well. Now, just remember, no touching your pussy until I let you, okay? Not today, not in a week, not even in a year unless I permit it.”

“I… I understand, Mistress,” the Sect Master replied even with her hazy, glassy eyes.

“… Why hadn’t I thought of that before? Forcing my dumb bitch to only use her ass is such a hot idea…” Bi Yun muttered, stroking her chin for a moment before snapping out of it, “Ahem, not the time, I’d imagine. I just wanted to inform you of today’s plans.”

“Ah, yes, of course. Go ahead, don’t mind the slut on the ground, she just had her brain fried by my scent,” Bianca moved her legs closer together – though nowhere near enough to cover her hard dick, restlessly throbbing still – and smiled warmly.

This was nothing even remotely close to a typical formal meeting, but Bi Yun could hardly be surprised when the previous day had proceeded by her having to suck the Demon Queen’s dick… not to mention all the things she’d made her own bitch do in the meeting room before. At this point, she’d fucked her silly in there more times than she had stood behind her while the bitch-princess talked to important figures on her behalf.

“I will be going to address the slut’s uncles and other… significant figures of the town. I’ll tell them that I’ve impregnated their darling girl, and that we’ll be getting married. If they’re not in favour… well, we’ll see.”

“And if they are?”

“Then it shouldn’t be too hard for me to procure the communication artefact,” Bi Yun stated, “But I have my fears. For one… I doubt that they are stupid enough to miss what I’m trying to do. They’re almost certainly going to be upset at the premise of losing power, even if that power didn’t quite belong to them any longer…’

“Ah, fuck ‘em. Not literally, please, that would be disgusting. Even the concept of having my dick near a mouth and goes on to suck some man’s filthy, disgusting… thing… is vile.”

“Oh, don’t worry, Sect Mistress, I would throw up long before I get to such a point… Ugh, why do men even exist? The dragons should’ve just wiped them all out and ensured that their blood spread throughout mankind,” Bi Yun sighed.

“I wouldn’t have had any issue with that, believe me… Anyway, the sooner you can get an answer, the better. I’d prefer not to linger here any longer – pleasant as my time has been, the Reaper’s Grave needs us back.”

“Yes, of course. I’ll get to it, then, Sect Mistress,” Bi Yun offered a bow, departing soon after, though not before giving a concerned glance towards the Phoenix Sect’s leader.

Huang Su… could hardly think, or recall how she’d ended up in this situation. It was like she’d been drowned, enveloped in a thick, pungent fog that clogged up every aspect of her mind, every thought straining through thick sludge to make it through.

Well, all but one kind – thoughts of Bianca’s crotch, the scent of her cock and balls, the faint feminine arousal that dripped behind them. It was scorched into her memory, her every thought almost stained by them, as thought Bianca had personally dragged her fat, sweaty balls all over each and every one, marking them like some beast…

But deep inside, she had never felt better. All the weight of responsibility, her authority as Sect Master, the countless women that she had to care for and guide in her position… all of it could be swept away and drowned out by that potent musk, enveloping her and leaving her to float amidst nothingness.

It let her simply be an obedient toy for her Mistress, letting her relax and just… enjoy. To indulge in every filthy thought she’d never allowed herself to live out, to savour the submission someone in her position should never have been able to experience, and… well, perhaps she saw something of herself in Liang Song, the princess who felt better on her knees than in a throne.

Perhaps… perhaps she, too, was born in the wrong place, in the wrong position.

After all, if she wasn’t meant to be crawling around on the floor, huffing ball-musk some kind of filthy slut, her every thought and feeling consumed by that full sack and heavy shaft ahead of her… why did it feel so good?

Her smog-filled mind was barely able to piece together today’s events, but she knew that each time she inhaled through her nose, letting her mind get further fucked by Bianca’s odour, her asshole twitched and filled her with desire. Almost instinctively, she reached back there and slid a finger, shuddering at the touch.

It felt amazing, and every sniff of the pungent musk that had flooded the room just made it feel better, while every touch made her even more aware of the scent. It was a vicious spiral, and each step along it only further fucked her poor, overwhelmed mind.

Keeping track of time or even listening to her surroundings was impossible in that state, so she just kept touching herself, kept huffing the smell of her Mistress, willingly cracking her poor mind just get a little more of it. It kept adding to the fog in her head, helping it thicken more and more, only further slowing her thoughts. Somewhere in that mire of lust and addiction were the worries of the consequences, or of those that might be watching… but they were doomed to be lost there, the cock fumes gripping them and pulling them ever deeper, out of sight.

One finger soon escalated to two, then three, her ass constantly feeling empty, needing more to fill her up, and the sensation wasn’t helped when she found herself a hair’s width away from Bianca’s ballsack again, that smothering scent now so much more potent as she was closer to the source. Akin to a serpent, it coiled around her mind, her whole being feeling tied up like some puppet on strings.

The faintest whispers of voices passed through her mind, but they sounded so distant, so quiet, that they were easily lost amidst the endless steamy mixture of smell and arousal, so much so that she barely even noticed when her lips parted and accepted Bianca’s cock into her mouth. It was almost natural, more natural than having her mouth empty – the stale, sweaty flavour of her throbbing length, the precum beading on the tip and leaking onto her tongue, the way she could feel it twitch with excitement whenever she pleased it in some way…

It was enough to melt her poor, addled mind even further, the only concepts remaining in her head being that of obedience and desire. She was just the musk-addled hole for her Mistress to use, that’s all she needed to worry about.

Huang Su just sucked and licked, letting her body what felt so right, and time just… passed.

“Fuck, we really did a number on her… you think my, uh, mantras will settle with her?”

The kitsune shrugged, “Ancients know, but… it will be very difficult for her to disregard her deeds after this. If there was any possibility of her rebelling against your control, she will inevitably recall this moment and… reconsider.”

“Heh, as if she would ever do that… just look at her, she’s just a dutiful hole for me,” Bianca tried her best to keep her eyes locked with the kitsune’s, as to not make her nervousness too obvious.

She could tell that the kitsune had at least some suspicion of Huang Su’s true state, of the fact that the Sect Master wasn’t under her thrall quite to the extent that she tended to claim. While this exercise could indeed strengthen that control, and almost certainly poured plenty of potent corruption into her, it wouldn’t actually make Huang Su an obedient slut that just did everything she was told…

On one hand, it was for the best. Someone to keep her darker side in check would be good. On the other… Bianca was finding it increasingly hard to care. Somehow, her moniker of Demon Queen had spread out, and nobody questioned it before referring to her as such. In the eyes of others, that’s what she was – so why constrain herself to such childish notions as morality? It would hardly make a difference in the perception others had of her, and it would be pointless to pretend like she wasn’t doing some very, very messed up things by endlessly implanting her corrupting light within others.

Even if she tried to pretend like it was only ever bringing out parts of them that were already there… it was still a step away from mind control, and by the time she fully corrupted someone, perhaps it wouldn’t even have that gap any longer.

So, she gave up on the quandary, placing her hand on Huang Su’s head and gently guiding her in the blowjob. Her pet Sect Master was already doing excellently – despite the lack of practise she must’ve had – but there was only so much one could do without knowing the most delicate and sensitive spots the other hand. Bianca knew her own body all too well by now, even if each increase in cock size messed with that a little, so she was happy to lend a hand.

Literally.

With the way she’d aroused herself up until now, and the way that Huang Su kept fingering her asshole like she couldn’t live without the sensation, she couldn’t last much longer. Holding off for as long as she could reasonably manage, she finally gave in and grasped the Sect Master’s flame-coloured hair and pulled her down, forcing her lips to meet with the base of her cock.

She moaned as she came, her balls tensing up and unloading into the eager mouth – for far from the first time this night-turned-morning – forcing the slut to gulp down a near-endless sea of cum. Each rope of seed splashed into her throat and down into her full stomach, soon welling up in her mouth even with Bianca’s cock to keep her throat sealed as tightly as possible. Still, she didn’t pull back, tempting as it’d be to add another layer of cum to Huang Su’s face.

Instead, she let it overwhelm her mouth, spill past her lips, and, after a sudden inhale, spurt from her nose, Huang Su’s eyes rolling up in orgasm at that exact moment. This was what Bianca wanted to see… what made her harder than she’d been the whole night, even with her orgasm tapering off and her cock threatening to begin fading away at any moment.

This sight of a bitch cumming from the smell of her cum assaulting her nostrils… it was the most precious sight in all the world, and she would ensure she saw it many times over. With Huang Su, with Song Ming, with the kitsune if she could manage it… and all the disciples her sect would have.

They’d all become addicted to her, no matter how long it took.