I Was Called A Demon

Hearing Yiren, Yang Moshi froze up and quickly withdrew, and Bianca didn’t prevent her from doing so. The two looked at one another, both surprised, though neither of them thought to look to Bianca… perhaps their minds were already tainted with corruption, preventing them from even attempting to blame her.

Whatever the truth was, they gawked at one another for some time before finally speaking.

“M-Moshi, what are you…”

“I… wait, what are you doing in here?”

“I had come up to, uh, meet with Mistress…”

Yang Moshi looked up to Bianca for a moment before realisation dawned in her eyes, “Ah, well, I was doing the same!”

“Y-You… I didn’t know… um, Mistress, should I come back later?’

“Why would you do that? Over here, my pent-up slut,” Bianca beckoned her over with a finger, and Yiren didn’t resist.

Her cheeks went red and the scent of a horny, needy bitch filled the air as her pussy grew wet, making her arousal obvious. From what Bianca understood, Yiren had been made to edge and avoid cumming for quite some time now, and combined with the influence exerted by Yu Juan and the corruption seeping into her mind, she was inevitably willing to do anything and everything to be permitted to cum.

A slightly evil thought entered into her mind, of continuing to prevent Chen Yiren from reaching that edge.

There was no real reason to do so, as all she really wanted a committed, obedient slut, and holding her back for too long might just end up backfiring… but at the same time, it would be rather amusing to make her beg.

No, it would be a bit too evil for her, but it was certainly a fun concept to employ some other time. Perhaps, if someone acted up or had thoughts of rebellion, she could enforce this punishment and ensure that they were left so pent up and needy that they would never dare to resist her again…

‘Now I’m sounding even more evil… I… ah, whatever, I’ve got two hot women right in front of me, I shouldn’t be worrying about other stuff,’ Bianca dismissed the matter and focused on the aforementioned hot women.

The two looked adorable on their knees, both clearly needy, both struggling to look past her shaft, their eyes drifting to it as though by instinct. It was practically magnetic, not permitting them to look away, and being in close proximity to it meant they could faintly feel its warmth and, more importantly, smell it.

Bianca had somehow not lost her cock even after everything she’d done the other day, and so it wasn’t just sweaty, it smelled of a potent mixture of musk and feminine arousal, like they would all be bred just moments from now. It was absolutely intoxicating, and when adding the spit already coating the head, it made for quite the view.

Bianca could hardly blame them for looking so enamoured, though she naturally wanted them to do a little more than stare.

“Yiren, if you want to get fucked after I’m done with Moshi, you’ll need to show me how good you can be, okay?”

“Yes, Mistress!”

“Then, help my other slut here for now. Whether you both want to suck it, or if one of you would prefer to focus on my balls… well, I’ll leave that to you.”

“… as you wish, Mistress…” Moshi had already been consumed by the potent musk of Bianca’s cock again, losing herself within it, only barely able to get her words out.

However, she didn’t lunge straight for the shaft again, and with a show of great restraint, she instead headed for Bianca’s balls, unwillingly tearing her eyes off of the tip of her cock. In doing so, she enabled Chen Yiren to take the main stage, to bring her lips close and kiss the head.

She had a different approach to the matter than Moshi did, and as she stuck her tongue out, she slowly went down on the length, taking more and more into her mouth. Where Moshi focused on the head and tried to suck her cum right out, Yiren was intent on trying to deepthroat her, quickly taking her cock down to the back of her throat.

With how long the shaft was, the beginner would naturally struggle, but even as tears began to well up in her eyes, she didn’t seem even slightly deterred.

Of course, Bianca had no reason to tell her to pace herself. Whether she cried or not, whether she succeeded on first try or not… she knew that she had Yiren in her grasp already, more than ready to be used as she needed to be.

That was all that mattered to her, and to Yiren. They were where they were meant to be.

As such, she didn’t rush her with her own guidance, instead allowing the girl to fight her gag reflex on her own. It was quite the beautiful sight, especially as she could outright smell how wet she was getting from having a taste of cock for the first time.

Still, much like Moshi, she didn’t even try touching herself. She knew that her pleasure would come from her Mistress, and until her Mistress deemed it time to give it to her, she would have to prove her worth instead. Bianca couldn’t help but admire Yu Juan’s capabilities in training this girl while she was away… in a way, the Dancer was a rather scary person. Outside of her regular responsibilities, she would definitely be the trainer for any future additions to their little sect.

In time, she would have more than enough women to hold orgies daily with new people each time, and only loop back to someone for a second time after a week.

And… well, Bianca was already getting fucked by Han Rushu now and then, so she was honestly a little curious what Yu Juan would do to her if she was given privacy and permission… Perhaps it’d be an unforgettable experience, or perhaps it’d bite her in the ass – and not in a good way.

For now, however, she kept herself on topic. Yiren had nearly managed to get to the base while Bianca was distracted, and under Bianca’s intent gaze, she pushed herself down the last few centimetres. Her eyes were rolled up, her face red from her airway being blocked, and yet she looked like she had never felt better.

“Taking it all the way on the first try… what a good girl you are. I’m glad to see that you’ve been trained well,” Bianca said, patting the slut on the head, “Do you want a treat? You’ll have to share, though.”

Yiren couldn’t exactly reply, but Bianca took her silence as acceptance and grabbed her hair, only giving her a moment to prepare before beginning to use her throat as an onahole, thrusting in and out while bringing her head up and down, over and over.

Although Yiren had been able to handle her cock at first, that was on her own terms, slowly and carefully. Now that Bianca was thrusting into her with barely any regard for her wellbeing, it was only natural that she’d sputter and gag, her body rejecting such treatment instinctively. It wasn’t enough to force her out of her lustful reverie, and only seemed to further the amount of feminine arousal that spilled from her pussy.

Her spit went everywhere, running down her chin and spilling onto Bianca’s balls, her face turning ever redder as she choked on dick.

Of course, that only encouraged her to go further, to move faster, to fuck her throat harder, until her balls let out their load right into her stomach. The first few ropes were enough to fill her up, but naturally, Bianca wanted her to share with Yang Moshi, she pulled out and let the rest of her jizz fill the slut’s mouth. Spilling past her lips, mixing with the spit already drenching her chin, and making her cheeks bulge as she struggled to contain it all.

“Now, slut, share my load with Moshi.”

She pulled out and watched as the two did as they were told, their lips meeting as cum spilled forth, from one mouth into another.

It was messy, filthy and lewd, and that’s exactly what made it so incredibly hot. Although the two still looked incredibly dazed, they were going at it without any reservation, pulling one another into a perverse embrace and making out with one another, tongues getting entangled.

“Good girls… do you like the taste? I’ve got plenty more to give you, don’t you worry,” Bianca smirked as she watched them, her dick still stiff and her balls, although far lighter than a minute ago, were already filling up rapidly.

In a minute or two, she’d be ready to drown another slut in cum, if she so desired – though, at this moment, she wanted to get back to her original plan for Yang Moshi.

“Moshi, slut, you’re going to get bred, and Yiren will support us. Won’t you, Yiren?”

“Mistress… c-can you…”

“What, want me to fuck you as well?”

Yiren nodded hesitantly, her cheeks flushed, her lips still coated in seed, her breath just stinking of cock. After just one blowjob, Chen Yiren already had the aura of a whore, and certainly the smell of one, the latter likely being especially difficult to conceal.

With the combined efforts of Bianca’s own technique and the contributions made by the kitsune, her scent and taste were especially potent, and particularly difficult to wash away, or to forget. Even now, her scent was undoubtedly staining their minds, corrupting their very neurons, worming its way into the depths of their consciousnesses to leave its mark.

Even for those that were prepared, that influence was difficult to eradicate – Bianca herself could attest to such a thing, still having her thoughts drawn to Han Rushu’s cock when she wasn’t too careful – but for these two…

They were bound to be addicted.

Naturally, Bianca had no interest in warning them, nor trying to save them from such a fate, especially when she was planning to flood at least one of their pussies with jizz… maybe both.

“If you do a good job, Yiren, I’ll breed you too, but before then, you’ll need to continue proving yourself. Understood?”

“… Yes, Mistress. What do you… want me to do?”

“Why don’t you figure that out? I don’t just want an obedient slut, I also want one that takes initiative, that has lewd thoughts at all times even without me needing to plant them in your head,” Bianca said to both of them, knowing that her words would settle deep within their minds.

One day, she would certainly break them to the point that lewd things were all they could ever think of. Their whole lives would revolve around imagining whatever they can to please Bianca, to satisfy her, to present her with the lewdest, most arousing ideas they possibly could… and such a time would be outright delicious and absolutely perfect.

Of course, she did want them to properly cultivate as well, to ensure that they would live as long as possible and remain her toys for as long as possible, which presented a bit of a conundrum, but nothing too serious.

After all, dual cultivation was a thing, and Bianca was not shy in the slightest of employing it whenever necessary.

Bianca forced herself to focus on the present instead of dreaming about a wondrous future. With Moshi presenting herself to her, laying on the bed with her legs spread, her bare pussy on full display, already slick and dripping, she didn’t need to bother with any kind of foreplay. Instead, she just aligned her dick, still coated in spit and cum, with her entrance and pushed in.

“Mistress!” Yang Moshi cried out as she was penetrated, her pussy lips being spread open by the thick shaft.

She could feel the slut clenching down around her, and the plug still firmly sitting in her ass, but that didn’t mean that she’d slow down, or give her time to get used to the intrusion. No, Moshi’s purpose was to please Bianca, and so she just thrust in deeper, forcefully stretching her hole out while listening to her beautiful moans.

Her cock bulged her belly, letting her see her own length even before she went too deep, and it only grew as she got deeper.

It was clearly Moshi’s first time taking anything this big into her pussy – at most, she might’ve previously used a finger or two, perhaps – and so, Bianca’s dick reshaped her insides, imposing her own shape onto her insides. Her dick stretched her out with ease, supported by plenty of fluids to enable her to thrust in with ease.

Still, that didn’t stop it from feeling incredible, her walls clinging to Bianca’s cock so firmly, like she didn’t want to let go… and from the way the slut gasped and moaned with every motion, as her insides were being stretched around Bianca’s shaft, it was obvious that she was loving it as well.

Her shape was forcefully imposed onto Yang Moshi’s pussy as she soon reached her depths, just a centimetre from hitting the entrance to her womb. Bianca chose to hold back from going that far for a moment, and just stayed there, letting her catch a breath.

It was then that Yiren decided to take action, grabbing onto Bianca’s hips and pushing her face in between her ass cheeks, kissing her right on her butthole. Any hesitation she might’ve had seemed to get used up just going for Bianca’s ass in the first place, and so she was able to act so directly that Bianca was caught completely off-guard.

Her tongue soon pressed against her tight ring, running around it, coating the puffy donut with her spit, and although she hadn’t yet pushed in, it felt incredible enough that Bianca felt her cock throb.

It felt like it grew a couple more centimetres inside of Moshi’s wet cunt, and her hips bucked by instinct, her tip slamming against Moshi’s womb.

“Ahn~… Mistress, you’re so deep inside of me!”

“You can thank Yiren for that… this slut went straight to licking my asshole,” Bianca grinned, more than happy to brag, “You’ve got some competition in terms of sluttiness.”

“I’m proud of her… she had been so bold back in the village, but after the attack, she… struggled to recover,” Moshi said, getting serious for a moment, “You’ve been such a big help for all of us, Mistress… but please, don’t make me wait any longer and fuck me!”

“If you insist, you whore.”

“Your whore, Mistress!”

With such a perfect response, Bianca couldn’t delay any longer, and began to fuck her again. It took some moderation to not interfere with Yiren’s rimming, but she soon got into a comfortable rhythm, pumping in and out, making sure to slam her hips in with every thrust, to pound the entrance to her womb each time.

She could tell that Moshi had yet to get used to such a sensation, her expression twisting into a mixture of pleasure and pain, though the former was winning out from the start, and only got more and more intense.

Chen Yiren had some trouble with them regardless of Bianca’s efforts to pace herself, but all that meant was that her rimjob was especially sloppy, and before long she ended up with her tongue inside Bianca’s hole, spit coating her lips and her nose buried in Bianca’s crack, left to breathe nothing but her sweat and musk.

It didn’t take long for Yang Moshi to cum around her cock, clenching down so firmly, her arousal spraying onto Bianca’s groin. The tight wetness of her pussy made it difficult not to cum on the spot… And so, she didn’t try to hold back. As the urge came, she just let her balls tense up and let out their load, growling as she thrust in one more time, slamming her tip against the entrance to Moshi’s womb.

Her asshole clenched up around Yiren’s tongue, her nuts released their load, an outright tidal wave of seed rushing down her length, flooding Moshi’s pussy in an instant. It was thick and scalding hot, practically pouring straight into her womb, filling her insides and inflating her belly after just a few moments.

In mere moments, the faint bulge in her tummy grew, inflating like some water balloon, looking like she was pregnant after a few more ropes of seed were poured into her cunt. With how tight she was, she filled up quite a bit before her entrance could no longer contain all of that cum, finally letting it spill out from her hole, onto her sack and the bed below.