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“Are you sure you can handle the place, Samuel?” Ritsuka asked, double and triple checking all of his supplies. “I can probably find some people to help you.”
“I can handle it, Ritsuka.” Samuel responded, re-tying his brown ponytail. “The high-ranking operators can cover most of the work, so that mainly leaves the other servants.” Unbeknownst to Ritsuka, Samuel’s job had already begun when he made sure to recommend the servants least likely to sexually harass his friend and compromise the mission. Unfortunately that meant it was likely to be Samuel as the recipient instead, but that was a burden he was willing to shoulder. With a final exchange of pleasantries, Samuel bid farewell to his friend, and began his task of watching over Chaldea.
The first few days were mostly uneventful, thankfully, as the remaining servants kept to themselves for the most part. However one servant in particular gave him a harder time than the rest combined: Shuten-douji. The pale, petite oni seemed to be around every corner, her purple eyes always devouring his body from behind her similarly-colored bangs. Samuel would catch her licking her sharp teeth while ogling his ass, or chewing her lip when she caught a view of his plump thighs. Her outfit did nothing to help the situation. Samuel wished she would at least close her kimono, but she always neglected the sash, leaving it wide open and exposing her pale, near-naked body. Why did she have to be so beautiful? The metallic lingerie-like garment that only covered her most intimate parts (very poorly) seemed looser than usual, bouncing around on her body when she walked. Samuel’s frustration was compounded by the extra surface area given to Shuten’s crotch. Her codpiece used just as much, if not more material than one of the cups used to cap her small breasts, causing his imagination to run wild with what could be concealed within.
One day, it came to his attention that some of the servants were planning a party within the base. Immediately Samuel knew he had to put a stop to it, seeing as the last one ended with massive damage to the surrounding area. After asking around a bit, he found out to his horror that the mastermind behind the idea was in fact Shuten-douji.
Fuck. He begrudgingly searched the base for her, not needing to look very hard to find her chugging sake in the kitchen, her kimono strangely absent. Her “armor” was riding up her perky ass as she wiggled her hips back and forth.
“Um, Madam Shuten…” he said, trying to stare anywhere but her ass.
“Huh?” she turned, her rosy cheeks signaling mild intoxication. “Oh heyyy Sam!” she slurred, cocking her hips to the side and waving at him with her fingers.
“Yes, hi. So I heard you were trying to organize a party. I’m sorry, but I can’t allow that to happen. I don’t want to be a killjoy but we have to be prepared at any moment to provide assistance to Ritsuka if he needs it.”
“Aww.~ What a dutiful wife you’re being for Ritsuka, almost like a servant yourself!” she giggled.
“Wife?” Samuel felt his face growing hot. “Madam Shuten-douji, I am simply trying to maintain order in Chaldea. You remember what happened last time you and the servants threw a party. The repair costs and medical expenses for Ritsuka were no joke. I’m sure you have other outlets if you need to let loose, but please, not here.”
“Such a stern and unforgiving demand…” The oni sauntered up to him and caressed his chest. She was significantly shorter than him, but she held a presence that indicated immense hidden strength. “It would be tragic if some thoughtless brute took advantage of that.” Her breath stank of alcohol. Samuel gently pushed her hand away. “There’s no need for concern. Please just consider what Ritsuka would want.” Without another word, he turned and walked away.
In the days following their exchange, Shuten’s appearances became even more frequent. To Sam’s relief, no parties were thrown, but perhaps that would have been better than a perverted oni stalking him around Chaldea. She seemed to be around every corner, blocking his way and staring at him with her signature hungry gaze.
“You’re looking extra pretty today. Making yourself look nice for when your husband comes home?” Her catcalling and harassment was constant, and it began to wear on Sam’s mental wellbeing. In an attempt to spoil her fun, he began to make himself look more haggard. He wore unappealing clothes, kept his hair unkempt and unstyled, anything to make himself less desirable to Shuten. Unfortunately her cat calls only changed, shifting to how pretty he looked with his hair down, or how nicely his shirts hugged his body. In a desperate attempt to rid himself of the harassment, Sam holed himself up in his room like a rebellious teenager, much to his own shame. He would have stayed there until Ritsuka got back, but his personal bathroom was suddenly in need of maintenance. Apparently someone had ripped the plumbing out of the wall.
Samuel’s conviction ultimately lost to his desire for cleanliness, and thus he resigned to using the communal bathhouse. Gathering the necessary towels, robe, and toiletries, he made his way to the pools, checking first to make sure he was alone. Samuel breathed a sigh of relief and stripped down before lowering himself into the soothing hot water. Finally, he was able to relax. He nearly fell asleep with how relaxed he became.
“Having a nice bath?” Sam’s eyes snapped open at the sudden voice, locking onto the familiar grinning face of Shuten-douji.
“EEEPP!” He flailed his arms in surprise, flinging water everywhere as he scooted back from the sudden intruder and stood up. Like him, Shuten was nude, her small, perky breasts just above the water. As he stood up, she got a full view of his supple naked form. He quickly noticed her eyes moving all over his body, and made a futile attempt to cover himself. Shuten-douji couldn’t help but chuckle at that. Here he was, in the presence of a nubile, naked woman, and he was more concerned about his own modesty. The oni licked her sharp teeth and mewled.
“My oh my, what a wonderful body you have, Samuel. A beautiful shapely ass, thick squishy thighs, pliable chest, lovely chubby tummy, and soft delicious feet.” Samuel’s stomach churned. Never in his life had he expected to be objectified in such a manner, especially from a woman of Shuten’s stature. He felt so violated under her perverted gaze that he decided to bail. As he turned to flee, he felt a grip stronger than iron lock around his ankle and he was pulled back into the bath. He squealed as he splashed into the water, turning back to see Shuten clutching his ankle. She lifted his foot to her lips and began gently kissing the sole. A shiver involuntarily took Samuel, the feeling of Shuten’s lips causing his body to tingle with ASMR.
“Nobody will believe you.” she purred, peppering his heel with loving smooches. “But it makes me sad that you don’t believe it yourself. Your true feelings.” Her tongue draped across his ankle and dragged across his skin. “It really doesn’t take a lot to please a wife.~” She suddenly let go of his ankle, giving him the opportunity he was so desperate for. Samuel clambered out of the bath, grabbing a towel and sprinting away back to his room, leaving Shuten to her smug self.
Sam slammed the door to his room and slid down to the floor. His mind and heart couldn’t settle down. He couldn’t begin to process what had just happened to him. Samuel felt violated, he felt filthy, but for some reason he also felt sad. Sad that it was over. As much as he felt disgust at being molested in such a way by a brute like Shuten, he found himself longing for more. Shuten had shown him the affection he had secretly longed for for years. It didn’t matter if it was a corrupt, twisted form, it was affection nonetheless. He felt disgusting for wanting more of her “love”, so much so that he holed himself back up for two more days. At least the shower was fixed. Eventually, though, he couldn’t ignore his duties any longer. Ritsuka had tasked him with supervision, after all. So he swallowed his fear and began reintegrating himself with the inhabitants of Chaldea. To his combined relief and disappointment, Shuten-douji was nowhere to be found. However at the end of the day, another servant told him of an issue in Shuten’s room. He felt his chest fill with dread, but he still made the journey to her.
Upon reaching her room, he knocked thrice before entering, and he was greeted by quite the scene. All the servants’ rooms were magically customizable, and Shuten’s had been modified to emulate a beautiful Japanese landscape. There was no ceiling, but instead a starry night sky. Instead of a floor, there was an expansive meadow of grass and flowers, blowing in a light breeze that carried the scent of the ocean. A tall, blooming sakura tree sat in the center of the clearing, and beneath it was Shuten-douji. She was nestled on a spread-out blanket, decorated with lit candles and an array of alcoholic drinks and various cuts of meat. What really struck him was her smile. It was bright, wide, and genuine. Samuel had never seen her so happy. Not to mention the fact that her kimono was closed for once!
“Madam, what is the meaning of this?”
“You finally came to the party; my party. A proper oni party where we celebrate our victories with food, booze, violence and sex.~”
“What victory are you celebrating, exactly?”
“Having you in my lair, dearest, where nobody can interrupt us.” Sam felt his body freeze up as the oni’s gaze suddenly intensified. Her eyes glowed with a fiery evil that only an oni could possess as she patted an empty space next to her. His mind screamed at him to run, but his legs stayed completely locked. Against his better judgment, Samuel shut the door behind him and nervously made his way over to the oni picnic.
“Glad you could join me.” she purred as he sat down next to her, handing him a large sakazuki and pouring him a drink. “There’s no point in overthinking things now that you’re here. A man should face his doubts, after all.”
“Well maybe I don’t want to be like one of the hunks that you’re used to.”
“Of course not. You’re more akin to a damsel in distress, therefore you should partake in your captor’s drink if you wish to see another day.” Her eyes flashed in the artificial moonlight. Shakily, Samuel took a sip. Immediately he was struggling, the alcohol stronger than anything he was used to. It hit his stomach like a bomb, and it wasn’t long before a pleasant buzz gathered in his mind. Shuten, meanwhile, was throttling her own, chugging it like it was mere water. The oni may have looked like a petite, frail woman, but she was a servant, holding an extreme latent power within her. She giggled as Samuel became visibly tipsy after only a few sips, scooting closer to him and resting her head on his chest. Her dainty hand moved up and down, feeling his soft body underneath his shirt.
“Tsk. This pesky thing is in the way.” With dextrous fingers, Shuten unbuttoned Sam’s shirt and slid it down his arms, leaving his chest bare for her. It was soft, with an adequate amount of hair that felt nice under her touch. His chest had a blush similar to his cheeks, and he was shivering with nerves that even the sake couldn’t calm.
“Sh-Shuten, why do you insist on corrupting me? Surely there are a myriad of higher quality men for you to pursue. A woman such as you could form a harem in a matter of hours.”
“There are several reasons, dear. One, you’ve had this coming for a long time. You keep insisting that you’re not the kind of person to want what I keep offering you, yet you know deep down that’s not true. You can’t stop lying to me, but more importantly to yourself; I don’t know which I find more insulting.” She narrowed her red-highlighted eyes and dug her nails into his chest, eliciting a whimper. “I don’t seek a man, I seek a bride. I don’t want to be seduced, to be bedded and ride some useless cock. I need to conquer, and partake in my spoils. I am an oni, after all. We are people who take. I want someone who is soft, capable of taking what I dish out, and that I can push around as I please; someone like you.” Shuten unbuckled his belt and pulled it from its loops as she began to kiss his chest, starting with the marks her nails had left. Sam’s eyes filled with tears.
“So you just want to rape me, you brute?!” He didn’t dare try to push her away, but he averted his gaze in protest.
“Yes, darling, yes I do.” She took his wrist and tenderly kissed his palm to comfort him. “I want to trounce you, conquer you, to make you submit to me as my wife.” Her tongue circled one of his hard nipples as she slid his pants off. “Just as I thought.” she said as she spied the bulge in his underwear, complete with a sticky wet spot. “You do like this, and yet you refuse to admit it.” Shuten suddenly tore his underwear from his body, her patience faltering for a moment as her lust took over. Samuel yelped as he was now fully exposed before the petite oni, his average, modest cock leaking onto his tummy. “By the heavens…” she whispered to herself, gazing over what she saw as the pinnacle of sex appeal. Soft, pale, flushed, everything about Samuel set fire to her oni instincts, and her body kept screaming at her, TAKE HIM! TAKE HIM! TAKE HIM!
Shuten poured more sake for herself and lifted the cup above Sam’s sprawled, nude form, tilting it and pouring the alcohol all over his body. He shivered at how cold it was, but more so at how he felt; like a piece of meat being marinated. With his body now glistening with delicious liquid, Shuten slowly opened her kimono, revealing her nude body underneath. Samuel watched in absolute awe as the oni’s cock was unveiled. First he saw the head; flat, wide and flared almost like that of a horse. Her cumslit oozed with thick, viscous precum, causing the entire flare to glisten. Further down his eyes traveled, admiring the dark, gnarled veins decorating her shaft. Halfway down, her cock widened again with a medial ring, the color changing slightly at that point from a soft pink to the same paleness as the rest of her skin. Beyond the ring, her cock extended even more before finally terminating at a thick, perfectly hairless base. Beneath it hung two testicles, wrinkled, heavy and nicely round. They were a good handful each for a man like Samuel, and they bulged with the same consistency of veins as her cock. As her kimono fully opened, gravity took hold of her massive horsecock, and all fourteen inches of it came plummeting down. It smacked into Samuel’s stomach with a wet thunk, splattering drops of sake all around. A cock so heavy and bestial on a woman so small… It was almost comical. Shuten took one of his legs and brought his foot to her lips, softly kissing the bridge like she had done previously in the bathhouse.
“I’ll ask you only once, Samuel. Will you submit to me, become my wife, let me conquer you, or will you continue to choke on your own lies?” She punctuated it with a lick from his heel to his big toe. Sam couldn’t make sense of her. Cruel, honest, unrelenting, loving. Everything about Shuten-douji contradicted something else. She wanted to love him, but in order to do so she had to conquer him. With tears in his eyes, Samuel spoke.
“Are you lying to me? Are you just going to have your fun and toss me aside once you’re finished with me?” She gave him a wicked, yet surprisingly gentle smile.
“An oni never lies.” Shuten continued her playful kisses along the bottom of his foot, occasionally separating them with licks or gentle bites.
“Why are you doing… that thing ?” Sam asked, chewing on his finger and whimpering. As embarrassing as it was for him, he kind of enjoyed it.
“Because you are like a princess, hiding her body from the predatory eyes of thugs and ruffians like me. Therefore getting to see your little feet, something you keep intimately hidden, are just as lewd to me as your genitals.” Her cock suddenly throbbed hard on his pudgy tummy, undulating and belching out a massive wad of thick, milky precum. It was so warm with such a gooey consistency, and the smell hit his nostrils like a punch.
“Shuten, your cock is so big.” Sam reached out and laid a hand on it, his fingers unable to fully wrap around the width. He could feel her powerful heartbeat through the veins along her shaft, a heartbeat he wouldn’t have expected from such a small woman. He absentmindedly began to stroke it, his feet nestling on her soft stomach. Shuten took his cock in her own dainty hand, lining it up with her massive club and snickered at the size difference.
“Aww you’re so cute, taking care of your new master already.” She smacked her meaty hammer against his stomach several times, leaving sticky precum stamps. “This is a real man’s cock, therefore it’s the only one doing the fucking tonight.” Shuten took hold of Samuel’s ankles and pressed his feet together around her breeding organ. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this to you, Sam. Nobody will interrupt us, now I can finally ravage you how I want!” With a gentleness unbecoming of an oni, Shuten began to jerk herself off with Samuel’s feet, her precum acting as a superb lubricant. He wasn’t exactly sure how to react. Sure, he felt absolutely overwhelmed, having his feet be the object of desire and used like some kind of onahole, but the fact that he was the object of her desire mitigated any insecurity. A warmth was growing in his heart, a warmth that responded positively whenever Shuten gave him that familiar stare of desire. He watched her cock pump through the hole created by the bridges of his feet, shining with slimy she-pre. Even just between his feet her cock felt enormous! Samuel couldn’t imagine taking it in his mouth or his ass, but if he had to serve as Shuten’s concubine, he knew he would have to submit nonetheless. Her pale cheeks had adopted a pinkish hue, and her small breasts bounced with each thrust. Sam couldn’t help but smile at the adorably desperate expression she was making, even if it shared the same body as a monstrous member. Getting a bit cocky, Samuel spoke.
“Seems like someone is getting desperate.” he teased, moving his feet back and forth and drumming his toes on her shaft. He ran his hands up and down his body, drawing circles around his navel with her residual precum. Shuten’s purple eyes widened, her teeth digging into her lower lip.
“Chikusho!” The oni cursed, her balls clenching up and quaking as her cock engorged with her coming load. From her pink tip, a long, off-white rope of pearly jizz launched in an arch, landing directly on Samuel’s chest. He immediately moaned as the hot frothy sperm coated his body, each consecutive lashing of white serving to paint his nubile form with her virile swimmers. She continued to hold his feet together and jerk herself off, coating them in her essence along with his torso. Several spurts coated his cock, prompting more adorable mewling from him. He watched diligently as her shaft clenched over and over to further pump out her load. Finally, the last few drops joined the pool of spunk on his body, leaving him a glazed mess. Shuten kept a hold on his ankles, holding his legs as she stood over him, her cock not having lost a bit of hardness, now covered in her own product. She lifted a foot to her mouth, kissing and licking all of the salty seed off of it. She always enjoyed her own taste, as it reminded her how powerful and virile she was. If she wanted to, she could sire a dozen heirs in one evening. Samuel giggled and squirmed as she licked his feet clean, rubbing her sperm all over his body and enjoying the sensation. Once she was finished, Shuten lowered herself and dropped her cock on his stomach again, further coating her length in semen.
“My turn to be cleaned.” Sam’s eyes roamed up and down her sticky, dripping horsecock. He gulped nervously as the smell made his eyes water, but he wanted to please her. He needed to! Opening his lips, Samuel licked the very tip of her flared cock, tasting the salty, musky ambrosia still dripping from her meat. Shuten resisted the urge to just ram herself down his throat, wanting her new princess to instead worship her of his own volition. The taste was strong, but more so it was incredible. Sam quickly found himself slurping all over her expansive shaft, tracing the veins with his tongue and collecting every drop of cum he could find. He ran his lips up and down her length, kissing the rim of her flare, the medial ring, and finally the crease between her heavy balls. He kept his nose pressed in that space, inhaling her scent over and over and feeling his mind melt. With her cock now thoroughly spit shined, Shuten playfully pushed Samuel onto his back and climbed on top of him.
“It’s time I claimed you, my little maiden.” The oni growled, turning Sam’s waist to the side so he could face her and show his ass at the same time. She stroked her magnificent cock, lathering it in her frothy precum and getting it ready for the coming mating. Sam pulled his cheeks apart, showing her his virginal, tight little pucker; so small compared to her monster.
“This is what you’ve wanted all this time, isn’t it, oni? How about you show me what you can really do, you pervert.”
“I hope you don’t regret those words, because even if you do, I won’t stop.” She pressed her flared tip against his little ring. “I won’t stop until I’m satisfied.” With that, she pushed. There was a moment akin to slow motion where neither of them moved. Samuel felt an intense pressure and heat against his ass that grew with each passing millisecond, but before he could reconsider, the barrier of his sphincter gave way.
SQUELCH
Immediately, over half a foot of oni cock plunged into his depths, Shuten having overestimated how much strength she needed after she made the initial penetration. To Samuel, it fucking hurt! Like someone was pulling a rip cord in reverse, an object as thick as his own wrist drilled into his once-tight hole, stretching his inner walls beyond what should have been possible and setting all of his nerve endings on fire. Of course he screamed, who wouldn’t? Samuel writhed in white hot agony beneath Shuten-douji, his hands flailing around, trying to grab hold of literally anything to pull himself off of her. Fortunately for her, she had an iron grip on his hips, preventing him from retreating even an inch. Her eyes crossed and she bit her lip, drool forming at the corner of her lips in a very unladylike fashion. His ass felt good! It clenched around her so tightly it almost hurt, but an oni’s cock was tougher than steel! The only thing giving in this case would be him! She stayed still for several moments, just absorbing the pleasure of his boy pussy.
“Shuten! Please! Take it oooouuutttt!!!” Samuel squealed, looking at her with tears in his eyes. Her own purple orbs gazed back into his browns, full of lust and lacking pity. She tightened her grip on his waist and pumped her hips forward, burying the rest of her kanabo into his tight fuck hole. The poor man immediately howled, the pressure, heat, and pain in his back door like white hot hellfire. Despite that, Shuten watched as his unimpressive cock throbbed and squirted a massive (massive for him) load of cum onto his chest. She cackled with a victorious laugh, delivering a powerful slap to his deliciously rotund rear.
“You’re mine, you little slut, and that pathetic orgasm shows me just how much you love it!”
“Shuten, it’s too big! Please sto–UNGHHH!!!” Sam flung his head back as he received another internal gut punch.
“What did I tell you, whore?” Another slap to his ass. “I won’t stop until I’m fucking satisfied!” She began a series of shallow thrusts, her wet, slimy cock shlicking in and out of her prey as she worked on stretching him out. By the time she was done, he would be the perfect onahole! Samuel’s mind was a blizzard of different emotions. Fear, shame, lust; they all swirled within his brain in a jumbled mess as a cock meant for a hole much larger stirred up his guts. “Tell me, Sammy, who am I?” Shuten suddenly asked, pinching one of his nipples and twisting it, causing him to cry oh so adorably. She accompanied her question with another hilting, her balls smacking into his thighs hard enough to nearly bruise his delicate flesh. His eyes focused for a moment through the hurricane of pleasure and pain within his core.
“Sh-Shuten-douji?” he whimpered, his voice hoarse and trembling. Shuten frowned and raked her nails down his chest, leaving raised red marks on his skin and eliciting another howl of pain.
“Wrong!” She flipped him onto his hands and knees, her cock still locked within him. Leaning over into his ear, she whispered. “Care to try again?”
“M-Master?” Sam guessed again, trembling in abject terror and immense pleasure.
“Wrong again.~” Samuel watched over his shoulder, eyes bulging with surprise as Shuten flexed her muscles. Her tiny arms suddenly bulged with definition, her biceps expanding larger than his. A rigid six pack exploded from her flat, sleek stomach. Her thighs doubled in size, striated with dense muscle fibers. Her small breasts all but vanished as her pecs erupted from her chest.
“Holy shit…” Shuten grabbed his thighs and lifted him into a full nelson, her hands clasping around the back of his head and his knees resting in her elbows. Despite him being significantly taller than her, he felt so small and helpless in her iron-like grasp.
“You’re going to learn what to call me.” she whispered in his ear, licking it gently. She pulled her hips back, her vascular cock grinding against the inside of his boy pussy and sending lightning through his prostate until the flared head of her cock snagged on the edge.
“Shuten wai–”
PLAP!
She careened her oni horsecock back into his body, and Samuel watched as his stomach bulged with the sheer enormity of her cock. He immediately lost control of himself and sprayed another load of cum from his tip, causing his conqueror to laugh.
“Good boy. Take my cock and cum like the slut you know you are!” With that, Shuten went into overdrive. Her hips swung back and forth in a blur, sawing her beastly bludgeon in and out of his asshole with reckless abandon. Her heavy balls swung forward and smacked into his, adding yet another mix of pain and pleasure to the storm he was experiencing. His cock never stopped squirting, either. Every cumshot Samuel let out was smaller than the last, his balls being juiced like a citrus fruit. Shuten panted and growled against his ear, the pleasure causing her instincts to dominate her actions. He cried out as she suddenly sank her sharp teeth into his shoulder deep enough to draw a bit of blood.
“Who am I?!” she barked. Sam couldn’t take it, his mind was cracking down the middle, his body was aching.
“Daddy…” he murmured, barely audible over the sloppy noises of ravenous butt sex.
“What was that? I didn’t quite hear you.”
“D-Daddyyyyy!!!” Samuel shrieked, his cock squirting with renewed vigor.
“Good boy!” Shuten roared. “Good fucking boy! I’m gonna make you so fucking pregnant!” Sam’s eyes widened. Was it possible? To be honest, it didn’t matter. He needed nothing more than for her to fill him with her delicious cum.
“Please… Cum in me…” he weakly begged, his hand grabbing onto one of her horns.
“As you wish, princess.” She slammed herself to the hilt, her balls tensing up and quaking against her groin as her cock expanded in his hole, forming a water-tight seal. Sam felt a burning slimy sensation erupting inside him as the oni came, causing one final explosive ass-gasm on his end, nearly knocking him unconscious. Boiling oni sperm cascaded into his male womb, painting every inch of his inner walls white as Shuten emptied her balls into her new slutwife. His stomach began to swell slightly, the bulge of her cock replaced with a nice cum bump.
“Take my fucking kids!” Shuten roared, her orgasm slowly starting to calm, though her cock continued to shoot pints at a time. Finally, her balls unclenched, and her muscles relaxed back into her petite body. She kissed and licked the bite wound on his shoulder, slowly lowering him onto the ground. With a grunt, she pulled her cock from his body, a flood of thick sperm following it. She wiped a bit of sweat from her bangs and laid down next to her lover, spooning him with her warm body.
“I hope you’ll be more honest with yourself from now on, Samuel. Don’t bury your desires. Come to me when you want to experience true pleasure.” Sam looked over at her, his eyes full of tears; tears of submission, lust, and a deep longing for his new owner.
“Yes, my lord Shuten-douji.” Those words caused her oni heart to race once more. Originally she was content to just hold him, but hearing those words, feeling his fat ass against her stomach, and especially feeling his feet brushing against her legs, she realized something.
I own him! I can use him however I want! Alcohol burning away any restraint, Shuten suddenly flipped Samuel onto his stomach, causing him to squeak in surprise.
“My lord, I thought we were done!” His asshole (which was still leaking cum) instinctively winked, ready to be filled again. However instead Shuten grabbed his ankles, wrapping his feet back around her horsecock.
“We’re done when I say we’re fucking done!” Sam gulped as he saw her cock was back to full mast, throbbing with potent rage. He opened his mouth to once again ask for gentleness, but he decided against it knowing it was fruitless. In a new position, Shuten began to ravenously make love to Samuel’s feet, her precum quickly lubing up the strange penetration. He tried to stifle himself, but his girlish moans slipped through his lips, causing his lord to cackle as she ravenously fucked his feet.
“I know you love this, you cum-brained concubine! I’m going to fuck you every damn day! Your feet, your mouth, your ass, everything is mine for the raping! I doubt one woman is enough for you, so I just might share you with all the hung ladies in Chaldea! I’ll parade you around naked and fuck you in front of other servants to show that you’re a free-use cumdump! You won't be able to show an inch of skin, because one of us (probably me) will just throw you to the ground and rape a fat load into your guts!” Sam moaned like a bitch in heat, his cock twitching and pathetically squirting some leftover watery cum. This only served to renew Shuten’s energy. “Did you just fucking cum?! Heavens, you really are a slut!” In response to his worthless load, Shuten released one of her own, her flare pulsing and showering his fat ass in her fuck fluids. His feet were given the same treatment, glazed in her hot oni jizz that webbed between his toes. She spanked his cum-coated ass, sending drops of seed flying everywhere before she laid down next to him.
“Get up, hole. It’s your turn.” Shakily, Samuel crawled on top of Shuten’s petite pale body, sitting back between her knees and raising his feet to her meaty spire. Using his hands for balance, he wrapped his feet around her cock without any question, beginning to stroke her up and down.
“I love this foot-pussy.” she snarled. “I’m gonna make it fucking pregnant!” Sam blushed bright red and looked to the side, still embarrassed by her vulgar words. “If I end up keeping you to myself, nobody will believe you. You can warn Ritsuka all you want, but I could take him anytime as well. Or do you want to be my exclusive onahole? There’s so many possibilities with you, my dear.” Sam huffed and sped up his stroking, using one of his feet and the toes to massage the flared glans. “But whatever I choose for you, you’ll obey, won’t you my little maiden?” Shuten cockily put her arms behind her head and smirked with a mouthful of sharp teeth.
“Y-Yes, my lord. I will obey you no matter what…”
“Good boy. I bet you wanted this all along. Dressing the way you do, you were asking for it!” Samuel’s stroking grew faster.
“M-Maybe I was! Maybe I was hoping one of you ladies would take advantage of me…” Sam couldn’t believe what he was saying, but it just flowed naturally from his lips as his toes squished and massaged her venous shaft, the seed between them squelching loudly. He wanted more of it, more of her cum. Shuten took her cock by the base and aimed it slightly forward. Samuel didn’t stop his footjob, too engrossed in pleasing her to notice what she was doing until her flare suddenly expanded again and his vision went white. Cum rocketed from her piss slit onto his cute face, covering his tender visage in her potency as she giggled uncontrollably.
“A proper whore should wear her makeup!” The oni scoffed as she painted the rest of his front white. Sam was… in heaven. The smell and taste of her cum was divine, and he opened his mouth to catch any stray lashes as her orgasm subsided. Shuten stood over him, her cock still throbbing. “Welcome to your new life, Samuel. Your life as the Chaldea community cum dump!”