Evil Dominator Mike [ 2 ]

When Mike woke up, he only remembered the last moments of his dream. Sona had been bound to a large suitcase and he had been fucking her in a public bus while on his way to work. Though he had no time to think about it as he was laying on something soft. It took only moments for him to realize he was sleeping on top of naked Sona and his rock-hard boner was pressed into her silky thigh.

Mike reached for his mace that was still hidden in the wall side of the bed. While he did so, he saw how Sona looked asleep with a tilted smile. In fact, she looked even more aroused than she had been yesterday. Not that Mike focused on that despite his extremely hard boner. He lifted the mace and backed away while the witch seemed not to wake up.

It was clear to Mike that some trickery was going on, so he went and gulped dry meat from his own bag and water from a leather sack. Then he turned into his titan form with a blue flash. The sudden burst of light had been enough to even rouse the witch from her sleep with a jolt.

Mike grabbed Sona's shoulder and easily pressed her against the wall while he crouched over the bed. Even in his blue form, his erection was hard but it was clearly not as bad as when he had been human, almost like the witch had done something to him.

"I told you I was going to punish you," Mike voiced and pointed his mace at the witch.

"But master, I could not find you, I could only find... a man filled with delicious dreams," Sona replied with a lick of her lips.

"What do you mean?" Mike asked.

"I wanted to see who he was so, I went into his dreams... but then he... began doing things to me only master should... I was weak and succumbed to his strong will, please punish me," Sona voiced while her body trembled. Like just speaking of the dream was causing her to orgasm.

"What did you think of the mortal?" Mike asked while his eyes trailed down to see the witch's glistening crotch.

"I admit my faults, master should just lock me up in some basement for private use or I can't resist such sweet temptation," Sona pleaded with an odd tone. "His mind was not of this world, it was filled with so much, alien perversion."

"Did you harm him?" Mike asked.

"No... but if that is what master wants... please let me dream with him once more... his mind was... so beautiful," Sona uttered almost incoherently like she was being mentally overloaded by lust.

"So you would not harm him without being commanded to do so?" Mike asked.

"No... his mind... was almost more... beautiful than your cock... please punish me of my insolence," Sona drooled. Mike had to admit he was getting confused by the witch but one thing was clear, he wanted to fuck her again.

Mike looked around until he focused on a nearby window. He pushed away the plants from the sill with his mace and lifted the wooden panel up that served as the bottom half of the rustic window. Then he pushed the witch's torso out of the window so that her stomach rested on the wide sill. As the finishing touch, he lowered the wooden panel to seemingly lock her in place.

"M-master, this is just like... in the dream," Sona moaned while Mike locked her legs to be spread by tilting two heavy chests against the wall. Then he lowered the mace to rest against the wall under Sona's pussy before letting it go.

Mike grabbed Sona's ass with his human hands and the sensation was even better than he had expected. And only a moment later he thrust his cock in and her walls embraced him as tightly as his titanic cock before. With the only difference that he now felt so much more.

"M-master? You are master," Sona slurred while Mike's hands explored her rear.

"Listen carefully, I'm a divine being that is possessing this mortal man, and as you say, you don't deserve my divine tool," Mike grinned while formulating his plan. He had really begun to wish this witch was actually pretty perverted and dumb and he could deceive her instead. Though he still kept his hands close to the mace just to make sure he could grab it quickly. Easy task since it rested below the ass he was grabbing. In an utmost emergency, he could just use his feet to do the initial transformation.

"I'm glad, master, and... master has the most beautiful dreams I have ever seen," Sona almost sobbed. But Mike barely listened to her, the longer he kept thrusting into the wet witch, the harder his cock became.

Mike almost opened his mouth to shout at the witch but that would have revealed her strange magic was doing something to him. So instead he gritted his teeth and decided to transform the moment he came. If the witch was going to play games with him, so was he. But only after he finished.

Sona's pussy was sucking all of Mike's length in, all the while his desire to just cum turned stronger. His hip moved faster while his fingers dug into the witch's sides harder. The sound of slaps from her ass echoed in his mind even as he began hearing his own heartbeat.

"Master's raw, seed, delicious seed," Sona moaned and Mike barely realizes he had climaxed. Even as the seed left him, his desire to keep going did not lessen. Neither did his penis deflate, in fact, it was harder than before. But even as he was losing himself to his thrusts into the hole of pleasure, in the back of his mind, fear crept in, a fear of him losing himself.

Mike kicked his mace and his body changed in a blue flash. While his body grew in size, so did his mind focus. So he grabbed the holy object before he would turn back into a human.

"Ooh gods," Sona exclaimed while Mike's cock grew into a large blue brick of hard meat within her. He pressed it all the way in while his hand opened the window frame.

"Nice try witch, did you think you had me there?" Mike irked and lifted Sona only to lay her down on the floor.

"Master?" Sona uttered while her hands were dragged above her head on the floor.

"Now it's my turn to show you what I can do," Mike voiced and lowered a large black metal cauldron to lock Sona's forearms against the ground. The short black legs let her move her hands only a bit and she would have needed to use her legs to drag her body from under the improvised bind.

"You are just a toy for me to play with, understand?" Mike asked while he looked around before stepping to one of the cabinets.

"Yes master," Sona exclaimed while Mike placed the cabinet so that it locked her legs down from her knees under it. Once again the short legs of the object gave her some room to move, but without her hands, there was no hope for her to use her body to drag herself out. Or even bend her knees in ways that would help her.

Once done, Mike knelt over Sona's stomach and placed an open cookbook over her head to cover her eyes. The inner side of the book's spine was balanced on her nose and forehead but she did not even try to shake it off.

Mike grabbed Sona's ridiculously perky and soft breast with his left hand. And the sensation was arousing even to his large blue hand. But he knew it would not even compare to the sensations if he was human.

"Master wants a titty job?" Sona asked but Mike ignored her. All the while he kept rubbing Sona's breasts, he formulated a plan. Even if he abandoned this witch, there was no way of knowing that he could find someone safer. Not to mention he still wanted to keep fucking her and toying with her body.

So despite how dumb it sounded even in Mike's head, he decided to attempt to train her. Either to submit to him like some weird hentai pervert that was absurd even as a concept. Or as someone who thought it was a better option to serve him and keep pretending to submit.

"Witch, tell me, what is it that you desire?" Mike asked to gain more information. He thought that as long as he did not trust a word the witch said, he could at least gain some information to use against her.

"Your divine cock, I wish to be your undeserving personal holster that you use when commuting to work," Sona exclaimed. The open book that balanced on her nose did little to hinder her speaking.

"Work? Tell me, what did we dream of last night... I want to hear your experience, in detail," Mike pondered while suddenly being worried about just what the dreams he barely remembered had been about.

"Your undeserving and incompetent servant will try to remember every detail, it all began when I entered your dream," Sona voiced. "You immediately spotted me and your strong mind caged me into a suitcase."

The story about the suitcase was only the beginning of the increasingly depraved story about hentai tropes. Though Mike had to admit they were pretty vanilla in comparison to the more deranged stuff he had seen in his last life. But as the story continued, Mike could have sworn he heard pure lust vibrate from Sona's voice.

"Stop, this is enough," Mike commanded just when Sona was about to explain how hidden pet play in a public park worked. She had clearly absorbed every detail from Mike's mind and she even described things only someone who had been in modern society could have known to exist. Though she lacked words for most of them, his dream self had clearly not been giving her a full tour.

The main effect of hearing the depraved dream story was that Mike began remembering the dreams. He had thought it had been a lucid dream and naturally he had wanted to just fuck the naked woman as fast and in as many ways possible before waking up to his climax. Though she had clearly done something to keep the dreams going and his cock hard.

"Tell me what are you, you can't be just a witch," Mike asked. It was something he really should find answers to since Sona was obviously extremely powerful in comparison to the books about witches he had read at the temple.

"I'm a fallen servant of the gods, tempted by lust, but now I only lust for your divine tool," Sona voiced with her usual lustful tone.

"Fine, it's not like I can trust anything you say," Mike flared before he considered that what she said might not just be sexy talk. Maybe she was some fallen angel of a priestess that had lost their original powers before becoming a witch. A fact that only added to his arousal considering his annoyance at the High Priestess.

"That's right, I'm an unworthy oath breaker who lost her powers. All I am now... is a portable sex toy for my divine master," Sona replied to the accusation with a solid tone.

"You want to serve me?" Mike asked with a head tilt, along with a twist of Sona's breast.

"I love your perversion, and your divine power, I would do anything if you let me serve you," Sona almost pleaded.

"If you say that, then you must do exactly as I say, and nothing else," Mike voiced. Even if he did not feel the obsession towards the witch that had almost consumed him in his human form. He still wanted to touch her as a human again. After all, it was becoming his main goal in this training.

"I will," Sona nodded and almost dropped the book from her face.

"I did not like it when you tried to defy me with your magic, did you think I was weaker as a human?" Mike voiced while considering his words.

"I did not try to defy, I only want to please you," Sona exclaimed and Mike could have sworn he heard panic in her tone. Either from fear of punishment or being abandoned. But lucky for him, both could be used to serve the same purpose.

"You will make me feel good when you don't use any magic, I enjoy... the natural feeling of the mortal body," Mike voiced with a pretentious tone like he was literally making a play for the witch. By now his blue hand had groped the witch's left breast to the point he really wanted to do it with more feeling. Like he was a trial user who had to pay the price before getting the full experience. And to his shame, even in his last life, he had fallen to that trap more than once.

"Do you understand what I mean?" Mike asked and placed the mace to lay on the floor next to Sona's armpit so it was easy for him to rub it against his thigh once his body shrunk.

"I will suppress my aura, you will not even feel my magic," Sona voiced but Mike felt no difference in his magically immune titan form. But he still let his body change back into a human. And for a moment, he just knelt over Sona while clutching the mace, but as he only felt her soft skin and nothing else. He moved the mace to lay next to his knee while he positioned to place his cock between her breasts.

Though even as Mike was still hard, he was a bit tired like he had recently climaxed and was only barely staying erect. Even if it annoyed him, it also meant the witch was not influencing him with magic.

So with a slight smile, Mike pushed his cock and balls between Sona's breasts. Then he grabbed both of the mounds and began rubbing them into his fleshy jewels while making sure his knee was touching the handle of the mace.

"Still daring to make me aroused," Mike mused while the pressure from the silky flesh hardened him.

"I'm sorry master, I'm sorry for arousing, please punish me harder for my insolence," Sona almost panted. Not only were her nipples hard, but Mike was more than able to feel her fast pulse.

"Harder?" Mike asked and dug his fingers into the perky mounds. He felt the nipples press into his palms and it only made him eager to twist his grip to apply more pressure into his cock. But at that moment his cock climaxed with borderline pain. A sensation he was familiar with from the times he had jerked off too many times in a row.

Barely any seed was released between Sona's breasts even as Mike kept rubbing his deflating member into them. He wanted more and he definitely did not want to stop. He could always turn into a titan or just focus on playing with Sona's body but another option kept playing in his mind.

"Make my cock hard, and nothing else," Mike voiced while mentally focusing on his mace to initiate the transformation if needed.

"Yes master," Sona replied and Mike immediately felt blood flow back into his penis. It turned hard but his mind stayed as clear as it was able while sitting on the sexy body he wanted to ravage.

With an increasingly tilted smile, Mike moved forward on his knees so that he sat on Sona's breasts while his thighs flanked her head. He even adjusted the breast so that he felt her erect nipples against his cheeks. Then he threw away the book and his right hand took hold of her forehead but then it slid down her face and he gripped her jaw to press it shut.

"Do you know how to brush teeth?" Mike asked and he felt with his hand the slight attempt for her to shake her head.

"Then let me teach you, it would be a shame to lose such perfect teeth because you don't know how to take care of them," Mike voiced while he gripped the base of his cock with his left and dragged his tip along the witch's lower lip.

An odd mix of excitement and confusion that was hard to read filled Sona's face. Though even as her jaw was shut, there was a clear smile on her lips like she was still trying to seduce Mike. He grinned back at her and then placed his tip on her lips, and with his left hand, he pushed it under her cheek.

Mike's tip slid along the pearly teeth while he made sure the witch was not able to even tilt her jaw. Though her red eyes were tilted down like she did not want to miss a moment of what was done to her.

"You need to scrub them twice a daily and they will stay nice and white," Mike irked while he moved his hip to make his balls slide along Sona's chin while he pushed deeper into her cheek.

"And human cum is scientifically proven to help to keep white things white," Mike added and he almost laughed at his own joke. Though it inspired him to think of other ways to pervert his modern knowledge to play with these medieval people.

But even as Mike enjoyed his play, he was definitely not done with the witch's pussy. And so he wanted to test if she was now letting him fuck her without messing with his mind. So he moved back on his knees while the witch lifted her head to focus on him. The moment Mike stopped above her hip and began figuring out how to access her pussy, she spread her knees as wide as she was able. But it still did not let Mike get to a proper fucking position due to the cabinet behind him.

Though as Mike thought about it, it was better if the position was a bit awkward in case the witch tried something again. So he angled with his hip to bend his cock into her pussy while leaning over her. It did not let her thrust that fast but at least he got most of his cock locked within her. Though as he did so, he realized the witch really was taller than his feeble peasant body. Not that it mattered, more for him to play with.

"I love you," Sona uttered while Mike began groping her breasts and stirring her pussy with his cock.

"Shut up, just how dumb you think I am?" Mike voiced and twisted Sona's breasts. "Only a lobotomized goblin would fall for that."

"You are right, I'm not worthy, I'm just your toy... am I your favored toy?" Sona uttered.

"As long as my dick stays hard," Mike grinned and leaned in to suck Sona's right nipple. Both of his hands gripped the breast and he squeezed it while making sure his cock did not escape its hole.

"It will," Sona nodded and Mike felt even more blood rush into his nethers. Not that he minded as it only meant the witch's walls felt even softer and tighter at the same time.

Mike soon lost his sense of time on alternating his focus between stirring the pussy and playing with the breasts. And even as he did not get tired of either, he was eventually able to tell he was getting physically tired of the constant erection. And the fact he had climaxed multiple times into the pussy with borderline pain had not helped.

"Time to eat," Mike grunted and fetched a bowl full of dry meat and some carrots along with a large jug of water. He placed them on each side of Sona's head and knelt back down over her stomach. Then he gulped down half of the jug before balancing it to the witch's lips. Even if she had not said anything, Mike thought she must have been starving by now even if she had eaten last night after escaping her binds.

"If you want to serve me, this time stay obediently tied up," Mike voiced while Sona gulped down the water in the awkward position while he kept tilting the jug. Though no matter how fast he tilted, the witch managed to swallow without spilling until there was nothing left.

"Will you sleep on top of me?" Sona asked while Mike rubbed one of the carrots into his cock.

"You have to earn that right," Mike voiced with a tilted smile and offered the cock-rubbed carrot to Sona's lips. She bit into it without any delay and once again managed to chow it all down even as Mike pushed it deeper faster than he could have been able to eat it.

"I will master," Sona panted and licked her soft lips before showing her empty tongue.

"Time for the meat," Mike said as he suddenly wanted the witch to suck on more things. So he took a slim sliver of dry meat and bent it over his cock. Then he pushed his cock down to Sona's throat and she sucked him for several seconds along with the meat before he backed away again.

Even before Mike had finished readjusting his kneeling position, Sona was showing her tongue. It was rewarded by a few more pieces of meat she gulped down with speed.

"Next, you will let my cock go flaccid," Mike voiced and Sona looked confused for a moment before he felt his cock deflate.

"Good, next you will suck it without any magic," Mike voiced and placed his flaccid meat on Sona's lips. She immediately sucked it up to the base despite the pubes sticking to her nose.

Mike adjusted his position to kneel over the witch's face while he began eating more meat. Though even as Sona kept licking and sucking his limp tool, he suddenly thought how dangerous it was. But he wanted more and now that he was at this point, there was no point being afraid.

"If you want the honor of me sleeping on top of you, suck my balls too," Mike voiced between his pieces of meat. In the next moment, Sona somehow managed to slurp his sacks into her mouth and her tongue began circling around them. It was rewarded by Mike pressing his thighs tighter into her head. It locked her pointed ears entirely against his skin.

Even if Mike had no hope of getting erect will all the strain and the mild pain his cock was in from all the climaxes, he still did not want Sona to stop. On top of being eager, she also kept alternating the ways she licked and sucked.

"You know how strong I am, right? Then if you serve me well, I will naturally reward you," Mike voiced while finishing the bowl of meat. He more than felt the tugging with his cock and balls from Sona's slight nodding.

Once again Mike was not sure how long it lasted, but eventually, he got too tired and the sun had set. So he climbed off from Sona and fed her some more. Then he went to the bed and almost passed out while Sona pouted on the floor. Though she also promised to obey him by staying bound the night.

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A voice pierced through Mike's sleeping mind, "Master, can you keep showing me more of your beautiful dreams?"

Mike gave one glance at the naked woman who had intruded into his dream about being the only one in the office and rubbing his cock to his boss's desk.

"Heh, time to introduce you to tentacle torture," Mike grinned and opened a drawer to unleash a torrent of slimy purple worm-like creatures.

"Yes master," Sona uttered while she submitted to Mike's dream, and to his control.