I Was Called A Demon

As the sun descended below the horizon, Yang Moshi was feeling more awake than in the morning. She had arrived at a quiet spot of the Reaper’s Grave, where the others rarely went, and slipped inside a building she’d effectively claimed as her own.

Therein, she had stored up a bunch of supplies that had somehow come into her possession… she had the suspicion that someone in the sect was giving them to her on purpose, but if anything, it made things even more exciting. She just hoped it was either one of the women that seemed to have a cock, as that would make things… far more fun.

Shutting the door behind her, she reached back and felt the cold, glass base nestled in between her ass cheeks. Ever since she had found a butt plug at her abode, she had made every effort to wear it as often as possible, wherever possible, and by now, the feeling of it inside her was almost more natural than being empty.

Even the discomfort she’d occasionally face at first from having something inside her for too long had mostly faded. She wasn’t about to sleep with the plug inside her, not yet, but she had the feeling that it wouldn’t be too long before she could just keep it inside all day, every day.

However, her asshole was used to more than this. She’d touched herself so much back in Rong Village, and so the small plug was relatively unobstructive – but today, it seemed like she would have the chance to upgrade.

Combining that with the technique she’d found the other day to keep herself clean back there, there wouldn’t be any of the regular troubles associated with keeping it all pristine and sanitary. That… saved a lot of time, really, and she would’ve been delighted to join this sect even if that had been the only skill that she was ever taught.

“And today, I got a larger plug… Sect Mistress, if you can hear me, I am grateful for your blessings,” Yang Moshi faced in the direction of the mountain peak and offered a deep, honest bow, even if she suspected that Bianca wouldn’t have a clue.

Unbeknownst to her, the Sect Mistress was fully aware, and was watching eagerly. Seeing how Yang Moshi was training herself on a daily basis made for a wonderful bit of entertainment, and the anticipation of eventually getting to fuck her ass properly made the agony of her chastity cage confining her cock almost worthwhile.

Well, nothing could prevent it from being insanely frustrating, and worse was the fact that she had convinced herself that it was worth doing. In the past few days, amidst her perving on the new disciples, and entertaining herself in other ways, she had actually been spending some time on experimenting with her skills and attempting to comprehend… anything, really.

And now, as she sat there, her spiritual perception brought out thanks to the Demonic Tyrant, she was able to control her Abyssal Shield just a little better.

Altering the shape was too much for her at the moment, but she had managed to make it appear without manifesting it with a hand gesture. On its own, it wasn’t that big of a change, but in terms of usability – it was absolutely massive.

Provided she had been able to master this, she could make it appear at any moment, whenever needed, ensuring that even if her limbs were restrained or otherwise occupied, she’d be able to manifest it wherever needed. Thus, she would be far more capable in combat, and potentially able to properly concentrate it around any point she needed.

While it wasn’t what she had intended to achieve, it was a step – one step more than she had ever managed before, and it was all thanks to that endless, welling need from her caged cock. She couldn’t wait to remove the cage and either tear it apart, or put it onto someone that pisses her off, but she’d endure it until then.

‘I mean, I do still have a pussy, I could just touch myself there… but it just doesn’t feel right anymore. Anyway… I’ve got entertainment instead of just being frustrated by this chastity cage, so I should just enjoy that.’

Meanwhile, Yang Moshi had gotten undressed and stood there, looking down, appreciating both her own naked form and the simple feeling of being completely nude. On one hand, her perky, ample boobs and the stiff nipples at their peaks were alluring even to her, and on the other, the sensation of the air directly on her skin was endlessly liberating – it was only at times like this when she felt truly free and safe.

The extra feeling of the butt plug in her ass was a welcome bonus, though she wanted more, needed more. She wanted to be filled, to be pushed to the limit just to fit it into her hole, to feel it with each and every motion.

So, she reached back, bent over a table, and hooked two fingers under the base of the plug, grasping onto it and pulling. As it had sat inside her for several hours already, her asshole was reluctant to let go, but taking a deep breath to relax and applying a little more force was sufficient. It came out with a pop, slick but otherwise clean, though it did have a rather particular scent to it.

It was a little weird, but innately lewd due to the context.

However, she had bigger things to focus on, so she quickly set it aside and examined the new butt plug that she had found. It was made of the same glass material, with a crimson jewel ornament at the base to make the plug stand out, but it was a little longer, and a little thicker – and girth was what mattered to her most.

If she’d been comfortable enough to speak with the elders of the sect, she would’ve outright requested one that was significantly larger… and perhaps she could.

‘This place is protected by a huge array, and the Sect Mistress is connected to it, and Elder Yu Juan did warn me that she could find out…’ she sighed and briefly stood up straight, putting the plug aside and clasping her hands together, as though in prayer, “Sect Mistress, if you can hear me… I wouldn’t mind something even bigger, something that would really stretch me out… or your c- uhm, yes, something bigger.”

With no obvious response, or indication that she had been heard, Yang Moshi could only continue onto the plug she had in her possession.

It wasn’t so big that she strictly needed much to help it inside, but for the sake of making the process smoother, she brought the plug to her lips, wrapping them around it and sucking on the butt plug. She slobbered on it readily, covering it in as much saliva as she could, swirling her tongue around the glass – that part in particular came oddly naturally to her, as though her body was practically made for it…

Her mind lacked the insight to connect the dots, at least for now. To her, sucking a cock was more of a concept than anything else, something she couldn’t truly imagine in concrete terms without firsthand experience.

Still, there was a level of satisfaction that came along with it, something fulfilling about having something in her mouth and covering it so utterly in her spit.

“Phuah… I can really make a mess… should be more than enough,” she inhaled deeply, filling up her lungs again after devoting herself to slobbering over the plug for at least a minute, “Now… time to test it out.”

Still bent over the table, she reached back with both hands, using one to spread her cheeks while the other guided the tip of the plug to her ass. Though she had been wearing the smaller plug for several days, it was too small to keep her rear hole gaping afterwards, so the spit-coated tip pressed against her entrance right away, forcing her to apply a little pressure.

The tapered end practically slipped right in the moment she overcame that initial resistance, soon settling into her rear rather comfortably. It hadn’t looked much bigger, but when inside, it definitely felt bigger. Compared to the prior plug, it stretched her out a little more, and as she stood up and moved around a little, she could feel it all too clearly within her, shifting around a little with every motion. It felt good.

She couldn’t resist touching herself, gently playing with her chest with one hand while the other rubbed her clit. Her pussy had already gotten wet, just from playing with her ass, but even a gentle touch of her sensitive spot was enough to make her practically gush.

Still, even she moaned and bit her lip from the pleasure, she didn’t actually want to cum. There wasn’t any strict reason for it, she was just that much of a pervert – she loved using her ass, fingering it, plugging it up, and every night she dreamed of the Sect Mistress or the blacksmith fucking it, filling up, unleashing their hot, sticky loads inside… So, she wanted to train herself, to make it so that she wouldn’t even think about touching her pussy for pleasure.

Was it silly? Perhaps. Did it turn her on like little else? Absolutely.

‘I… I hope that the Sect Mistress notices, if she can see this… I’d love her to train me like this, to outright forbid me from touching my nether lips, to only be able to masturbate using my asshole…’ she shuddered, pleasure swelling up within her core from the mere thought of it, ‘She could train me just to take her dick, to cum the moment she puts it inside, to stretch and gape my hole until it’s perfect for her… yes, I’m… I’m-’

She withdrew her hand in that instant, just before the pool of arousal overflowed and the pleasure of orgasm could shake her body, and tried to focus only on the plug in her ass, clenching down around it. To keep her hands away, even as her clit needed to be touched, her pussy on the brink of climax, she grasped the edge of the table behind her with both, but in the end, it was for naught.

The sensation of the plug, though pleasurable, just wasn’t enough, and so she sank to her knees, her strength practically draining from her body as her pussy leaked all over the floor, drenching her inner thighs and the spot directly beneath her. The denial was agonizing, especially as it was far from her first time – ever since the first plug happened to come into her possession, almost a week ago, she had denied herself orgasm unless it was from touching her ass.

It wasn’t so bad the first time, though it was undeniably frustrating. She had almost hoped that she would just get used to it after a while, but each time she stopped at the edge, a single touch away from a tidal wave of delightful pleasure, she felt all that frustration stack, practically multiplying every single time.

It left her hornier each time, too, all that lust begging to finally be released, the small pool of desire swiftly swelling into an ocean, and growing yet more this time.

Of course, being the pervert that she was, even the frustration had a certain pleasure to it, though she wasn’t sure if she’d be able to endure it for much longer. So, she hoped that she would finally learn how to cum with just her butt, or get something large enough to make that possible. She had a pretty good feeling that if she just had something that truly filled her up, that really stretched her and pushed her to her limits, she’d feel a lot better.

Unfortunately, she had no way of producing or procuring such a thing without drawing attention, and she was still hesitant to be open about her interests. Playing alone and in private was one thing, but she couldn’t help but recall her parents in Rong Village, their expectant gazes and their hopes for her.

They wanted her to be a good wife, and yet she delayed meeting any man long enough that… they weren’t around to pressure her any longer. She had suspected she wouldn’t be able to fulfil their wishes even then, but to so openly discard them felt wrong, disrespectful.

And so, praying to someone that probably wouldn’t even be watching her was the one thing she was comfortable doing. After all, she was practically just talking to herself… right?

‘Did she just deny herself? This girl really keeps on giving, doesn’t she?’ Bianca leaned back and narrowed her eyes, ‘Hm… I suddenly regret being caged up, because I have a feeling I could just walk up to her, shove my cock in her face, and she would happily suck on it like a good girl… and it’s feeling so fucking tight again, heavens, this is so frustrating!’

She glanced down with the temptation to just tear it apart feeling all too powerful, but in the end she forced her gaze away and took deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. It didn’t really work, but it did give her something else to focus on, if only for a little while.

If not for her dick being practically magical in nature, Bianca would’ve been concerned about losing her ability to get hard once she got out of the cage. With how often it tried and failed to stiffen, something was bound to break eventually, but simply summoning it again ought to reset it – for the most part. Any pubes on the summoned parts seemed to depend on whether she bothered to shave – which she hadn’t done in a while – and then whether it was all sweaty was also based on her state.

Regardless, she should be fine.

‘Hah… anyway, that disciple really is a budding slut, isn’t she? I think it may be a good idea to give her something even larger, in preparation for whenever I can finally discard this stupid cage, and then I’ll have yet another woman to fuck in this sect,’ Bianca mentally went through the list of toys she still had in her possession, ‘The smallest two plugs are with her, next one is with Huang Su, then Song Ming, the largest one is around here for my personal use. That leaves the 5cm and 5.7cm ones… would be a bit of a step up, but Yang Moshi is a big girl, she should be able to manage.’

Aside from that, she had a bunch of bondage gear – gags, rope, the collar that Song Ming wore – and a set of dildos. She hadn’t thought about it for quite some time, but considering that Yang Moshi was in need of some equipment to train herself…

She got up and quickly found the place she’d stowed them away in, pulling out the full collection to examine, and her eyes went wide.

Being a person of Orbis, she was no stranger to sex toys, of course, but the smallest was already larger than the male average, about 18cm, and as thick as the smallest plug she could offer to Yang Moshi. The next one was roughly 25cm, a rather significant step up, and thicker, too, and the next two… Well, they were bigger than any dick she’d ever seen.

She wasn’t sure if they were even safe to use for anyone other than her, with her unusual stretchiness and elasticity, and even then she wasn’t about to try the largest, a monster at over 40cm in length, and nearly 9cm in diameter.

It… didn’t look safe, or remotely feasible, but… the more she looked at it, the more the curiosity welled up inside her. Obviously, she wouldn’t risk it, but… could she train someone up to be able to handle it?

‘I could try with Song Ming, as her ass is used to my size at this point, but… it would still require a lot of work, and I don’t want to loosen her up… and I think Yang Moshi has already corrupted me, I didn’t even think of using my pet’s pussy…’ Bianca sighed, putting the largest three away for the moment, ‘I could lend this one to Moshi alongside the plug. They’re about the same girth, so should be fine.’

She paused, then compared the two a bit more closely, and found that they weren’t just close, they were literally identical in diameter, as though made by some perfect machine with no possibility of error.

On one hand, that was oddly coincidental, on the other… it had come from the strange woman who somehow spoke Antanian, so perhaps it wasn’t that odd after all. If anything, imperfections would’ve made her more confused about that woman’s identity and purpose, since it would just be inconsistent. Like this, at least it was in line with her typical activities.

Her typical approach to delivering these sex toys had been to use Yu Juan to bring them over, but considering the way Yang Moshi had been treating her like some kind of deity, practically praying to her on several occasions over the past few days… it seemed like it would be fun to make an appearance herself.

Besides, while stabilising her cultivation, she had felt the inkling of the fourth realm movement skill that all cultivators were supposed to get. Considering that her breakthrough wasn’t properly completed, she didn’t truly unlock it yet, but she could still unleash more of the potential of Tormentor’s Strides – and where better to practise it than inside the sect grounds, where she was safe from harm and in full control?

So, she put them away and stretched her limbs, stepping outside and taking a breath in, then out.

In the next moment, it was as though she vanished, only a faint purple aura surrounding the place where her feet had been, fading away slowly over the next few seconds.