Reward Scene #4

The fourth of five reward scenes, for you wonderful people!

Chains of Devotion

Lady Victory shuddered as the cool air blew across her flesh. Once, she was a heroine, a role model, a symbol to all who looked at her of what was good and right in the world. She was all of those things, and more. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. When did her fall begin?

Was it when she met her new Master? No, that wasn’t true. She was already broken, shattered by the things that had come before when she met Master for the first time. He hadn’t made her fall. He simply put her back together, and made her into something whole.

Was it when she was caught by Black Star? Some would say that, but it wasn’t true, not really. She had been too proud of her abilities, too caught up in her own self-righteousness. Young and ignorant of the way the world really worked, it was only a matter of time before someone had trapped her as Black Star had.

Yes, she saw it truly now. Her fall had begun the moment she began to rise. If she had never joined the Superhuman Control Initiative, then she would never have been trained to be a heroine, and never would have gotten so proud of herself. She never would have been compared to others who had less power than she did. She wouldn’t have believed she could do things on her own. She would have been the innocent she used to be.

This clarity was hard won, of course. She had suffered for it through all the restless nights when the nightmares of Black Star’s treatment of her. She had suffered, and her Master had shown her the path forward. He had shared his vision with her, and he wanted her to play a part in making that vision come true. No longer the child she was, she knew her path forward was not going to be easy, but her Master was wiser than her, and would help her, making decisions so she did not need to worry about things like that anymore. The burden was no longer hers.

How strange it was that it wasn’t until she had thrown aside her freedom and embraced the chains that she knew true freedom. She quivered at the memory of the first time her Master had revealed his true self to her. She had been in this same spot, in his home, dressed in this same collar she wore, and nothing else. Now, though, she had more than just a collar.

Silver manacles were locked around her wrists, chaining them behind her back, connecting to a metal hook that was buried firmly in her ass, preventing her from bringing her hands forward, forcing her to thrust her chest out, invitingly for her Master. Her ankles were similarly chained to each other by silver manacles, but that did not matter, since she was kneeling, her knees spread so that her Master could see all of her. Gold glistened from her body, the new adornments her Master had given her shining brightly in the light. Three golden rings he had given her, pierced into her flesh. One each decorated her shapely breasts. The third shone from between her lower lips, piercing her clit. A delicate set of golden chains ran between her rings, artistically made, making the look a touch more sensual than outright sexual.

The Master was sitting in front of her, making her watch as he plundered the womb of the ‘Succubus Queen’, the leader of the Hell’s Kitchen Devils. The police called her group a gang, but in reality it was more like a union for sex workers, and most of the prostitutes and escorts in the city reported to her. That didn’t matter to Lady Victory right now, however. What mattered was watching her Master’s staff plunging into another woman, as he commanded her to.

She knew why this was happening, because he had told her. She was still too proud. She got jealous when she saw other women with her Master. That was not her place. She was the slave, and if her Master chose to take another woman’s body and not her own, then she should be happy for him, as that was his right. He owned her, owned the Succubus Queen. It was his right to use them as he saw fit, not as she might wish.

Her eyes were focused on where her Master and her sister-slave were joined, watching the red-skinned seductress as her luscious curves bounced up and down upon her Master’s lap. She watched as his staff disappeared within her again and again. She watched as her hips shook with every thrust. She watched as she moaned in pleasure. And she felt herself grow wet at the sight.

Her Master smiled as he saw her condition. The mere sight of him smiling at her made her heart flutter. “Well, slave, it looks like you are enjoying yourself. Perhaps you have earned the right to participate. Would you like that?”

Oh, good, she was going to be able to join in now, instead of being forced to watch! She smiled at her Master, and nodded quickly. “Yes, Master! Please, use me how you wish!”

“Oh, no, I don’t think you’ve earned the right to be used, yet. You are going to be using your mouth. Come forward.” She was a little disappointed, but she did her best not to show it. If she served well, then Master would surely allow her to have a reward, right?

She moved forward on her knees, hampered by the bindings which limited her movement. But she persevered, and soon she was mere inches away from her master’s balls, watching as he continued to fuck the Succubus Queen. She waited, patiently, for her Master to tell her how he wished her to help.

“Your fellow slave’s pussy is full, Vicky, but her ass is open. Taste her. Lick her. I want your tongue as far up her ass as it is possible for it to go. You are not special. You are property, as she is property. You are going to eat her ass, and lick it clean, inside and out.”

Ugh. She hated the taste of a person’s anus. But she didn’t hesitate. She would throw herself into this task, and prove to her master that she was worthy of his attention. She tried not to focus on what the tastes on her tongue meant, and instead made sure to try and give the Succubus Queen as much pleasure as she possibly could. That would please Master, right?

“Ooh, Master! The new slut is getting better! If she keeps on at this pace, she’ll get better than Minxy!”

“Hmm. Has Minxy been slacking off, lately, then?”

“Aaah! No, Master! She’s very attentive, and enjoys her work, but I only get to feel this slut’s tongue when I’m with you. Everything is better when I’m with you, Master!”

Vicky tried not to pay attention to the woman’s moaning comments as she concentrated on her duties. She wanted Master to praise her, and getting a big head because the slutty succubus was enjoying her attentions would not get him to praise her. He would probably punish her again, somehow. She didn’t want to disappoint Master, so she would pay attention, and do it right.

“Very good girl, Natalia.” The woman’s back arched as her trigger word made her climax just as another one was fading. “I’m going to cum inside you again, doesn’t that sound fun?”

“Oh, yes, Master! Please cum inside me! I love feeling your hot, sticky seed in my pussy!”

Her Master gripped the Succubus Queen by her round butt, holding down on his rod as he came, and the whore screamed out as another orgasm, more powerful than the others, ripped through her, just as she had been programmed. Vicky couldn’t see it, since she was still doing her best to eat the other woman’s puckered hole, but she could feel her Master’s body tense, and then release. Oh, how she wished that was her!

After a few moments, the Master slapped his whore’s red ass, and she pulled up off of him. Vicky, determined to be a good girl, did her best to follow the woman’s ass as she moved, so that she could continue eating. This must have impressed the Master, because she could hear him chuckle behind her.

“Vicky, you can stop now. You’ve been a good girl.” She moaned loudly as an orgasm hit her. She liked being good! “Natalia, lay down on your back.” When the other slut had done that, her Master issued his next command. “Vicky, clean out her pussy with your tongue. Do not stop until I tell you to.”

This was also not something she enjoyed. In fact, she wasn’t attracted to women like that in the least. But her Master enjoyed watching two women pleasure each other, and her Master ordered her to lick, so she would lick, just as she had been doing. At least the woman’s pussy would taste better than her ass. And it would be flavored with her Master’s cum! She would get to have as much of it as she could get out of the whore!

With that thought in mind, she spurred herself into action, half-diving, half-falling down between the Succubus Queen’s thighs as her hands were still bound behind her back. The whore, for her part, was all too eager for her attention, and helped to ‘stabilize her head’ by holding Vicky’s face firmly against her pussy, so that her nose was grinding into the woman’s clit. She could taste her juices, but past that taste, there was the taste of her Master, and she craved more of that.

She was so focused on her task that she never even noticed her Master moving around behind her. So she was startled, but not surprised, when she felt her Master’s hands gripping the pleasant curves of her butt, his fingers kneading her buttocks like dough. With her face planted between the Succubus Queen’s thighs and her ass high in the air, she knew it was a sight that he would find stimulating. She wagged her rear at him, invitingly, enticingly, pleadingly, hoping that her Master would give her what she so desperately wanted and needed.

She felt a pressure on her pussy lips, the head of his cock being drawn up and down, tracing her lips, teasing her. She whimpered in protest, but did not stop her oral care on the other woman. She missed it when the woman came again in her mouth because her Master chose that moment to thrust forward, impaling her wet and ready snatch with his rod. She moaned as a small orgasm ran through her. After so much teasing she was all too ready, it seemed.

She felt the sword inside her being drawn slowly, steadily, before it was once more sheathed in a rush, as hard as it could be done. And then her Master began to work up a rhythm, his thrusts coming sometimes hard and fast, and sometimes slow and sensual. And his hand came down to smack her upturned ass as he thrust, giving her a bit more physical sensation to go with the pleasure. The spanking hurt some, but the pleasure of being used overrode the stinging of her backside.

“Good girl, the both of you.”

A simple trigger, and both she and the other slut, the Succubus Queen, screamed in pleasure, as they achieved simultaneous orgasms thanks to their Master’s programming. Vicky couldn’t speak, with her head as it was, but she felt as though her Master grew larger all of a sudden, from the way her pussy clamped down upon him. At the same time, the Succubus Queen squirted her juices into Vicky’s mouth, and she did her best to drink them, as she had been doing before.

Again, and again, the trigger words came. Neither Lady Victory nor the Succubus Queen were in any position to care, as their minds went blank under the repeated orgasms. Lady Victory retained just enough sense of herself, thanks to the constant stabbing of a meat sword into her womb, that her Master’s pace was quickening. She shuddered in immeasurable pleasure as he exploded inside her, flooding her womb. Only then did he order her to stop licking her sister-slave.

How far she had fallen. To what depths she had descended. Reduced from a superheroine and role model to an eager cumslut for her master. She wouldn’t trade it for the world.