Chapter 36 - Asagi~❤️

This is just me posting what I already wrote, frankly I'm not sure if I'll continue this but hope you enjoy this nonetheless.

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Lilith Multiverse

Mundo Taimanin

Japan, Gosha village, Mizuki mansion, basement, dungeon prison.

Day 4

8:00 am, August 15, 2078, Sunday.

Oboro watched, transfixed, as Asagi's head rose and fell, her cheeks hollowing with each deep, eager suck of Testament's thick cock. The sight was so obscene, so wrong, but it made his own traitorous body respond with a fierce need he couldn't ignore.

He felt the cold stone against his feverish skin, his body begging for the heat and pressure he knew would never come. The gag in her mouth grew wetter, muffling her desperate moans as she felt her own juices dripping down her thighs. The sound of Asagi's moans grew louder, vibrating against his fingertips as he squeezed his thighs together in a futile attempt to ease the pain.

The scene before her was a blur of movement and passion, the two figures entwined in a dance of lust that seemed to have no end. The smell of sex grew stronger, filling the dungeon with a heady musk that made Oboro's nostrils flare with need. Her eyes never left Asagi's, not even when Testament's hand came down to cup her chin, guiding her movements, pushing her to take more of him into her mouth.

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And as he watched, Oboro felt a strange mix of emotions: envy, anger, and, above all, a burning desire to be in Asagi's place, feeling the velvety heat of his cock sliding over his tongue, the salty taste of his pre- cum on her lips. It was a longing so intense, it threatened to consume his soul.

'Damn Asagi, damn bitch, bastard, MMNHH!! I'M HOT AND ANGRY SHIT, I WANT THAT DAMN FUCKER TO FUCK ME, BITCH YOU WANTED ME TO BE JEALOUS?! WELL YOU GOT IT!'

Testament's hand tightened in Asagi's hair, his hips buckling forward as he neared climax. The tension in the room was palpable, the very air seemed to hum with the promise of release. Oboro's eyes widened, the anticipation of the moment making his stomach clench with excitement.

"Asagi! I'm close! MNNGGHHH!!"

*PLURT*

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"Mmhh~❤️" 

*swallow* *swallow*

With one last guttural moan, Testament's cock swelled and burst into Asagi's mouth, spilling his hot seed down her throat. The sight was almost unbearable, and Oboro felt her own orgasm building, the pressure in her pussy reaching a crescendo. But it was denied her, the cruel lack of release leaving her shaking and sobbing into the gag.

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As Asagi swallowed, a smug smile on his lips, Oboro knew he had lost more than his dignity in that moment. He had lost the war, the battle for Asagi's soul. And as the other woman stood, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of admiration for the one who had surpassed her so completely.

Asagi stood before Oboro, his own body flushed with the glow of the recent climax he had shared with Testament. She felt powerful, in control, and the desire to claim the incubus completely was intoxicatingly intoxicating. With a flick of his wrist, he sent out a burst of energy, releasing the gag from Oboro's mouth.

"Now, look dear slut," she purred, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she leaned over, presenting her firm, round bottom to Testament.

Oboro's eyes were wide with shock and anger, her body still shaking from the intense arousal she had been forced to endure. He watched as Testament's eyes darkened with hunger, his cock still hard and demanding. He stood behind Asagi, his hands resting on her hips, his grip firm and possessive. The anticipation was unbearable, the air thick with the scent of lust and power.

"—Come on, baby~❤️ Don't be shy and show her what Oboro is missing!"

With one swift motion, Testament rammed into Asagi, filling her completely. Oboro's eyes rolled back in his head, the sound of their union a symphony of raw passion that echoed throughout the dungeon. The feeling of his thickness stretching Asagi's tight pussy sent a bolt of white-hot jealousy through Oboro's core, but she couldn't deny the wetness growing between her legs.

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 "Ah! Yeah! Fuck me! Show this dirty bitch how you fuck me!"

Their bodies moved in perfect synchrony, a rhythmic dance of dominance and submission. Asagi's moans grew louder, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge. Oboro's own need grew more desperate, his eyes glassy with desire as he looked at them, his breathing coming in ragged gasps around the gag.

The sight of Asagi's face contorted with pleasure, the way her back arched to meet each of Testament's thrusts, was a visual feast that tormented and excited her at the same time. The smell of sex was overwhelming, making her stomach clench and her pussy throb. His body was a traitor, responding to the erotic display despite his mind's protests.

'I'm going to take revenge Asagi! Hhm! Bitch, I'm going to rob this stud and have him fuck me while a group of Orcs defile you Asagi!' 

 "HA! I'm coming~❤️"

*squirt*

As Asagi climaxed, his muscles tightening around Testament's cock, Oboro felt a pang of something he hadn't expected: desire. A burning need to be the one beneath him, feeling his power, his possession, his love. It was a longing so intense it frightened her, but she couldn't take her eyes off the beautiful, depraved scene before her.

'Thinking...it's so difficult…ah hot...*heavy breathing* My body... feels hot... I must... resist!'

And as Asagi's ecstatic screams filled the chamber, Oboro realized that he had lost more than just the battle. It had lost the very essence of what it had once been. The woman she had sworn to destroy had claimed a part of her, a part of her.

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Asagi's screams grew more fervent, the desperate plea for harder, deeper penetration echoing off the dungeon walls. Her body shook with each powerful thrust of Testament's, his hips slamming into her with a force that sent shockwaves through her very being.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air, a testament to the raw, primal need that had taken hold of both of them. Oboro's eyes widened in a mix of shock and envy, the burning passion on display stealing his breath.

"MMNNHHGG!!!"

The gag in her mouth did little to stifle the moans that escaped her throat, her own body responding involuntarily to the erotic symphony before her. The sight of Asagi's body, stretched and impaled on the incubus's thick shaft, was almost too much to bear. Her clit throbbed with excruciating pain, begging for the same attention Asagi was receiving.

Despite his bound state, he found himself struggling against his restraints, his hips bucking in a futile attempt to find relief. The cold stone rubbed against his wet, sensitive skin, adding a touch of pain to the exquisite torture he was enduring.

As Asagi's moans grew in intensity, Oboro felt a strange kinship with his former enemy, a shared longing for the ultimate release that only Testament could provide. It was a connection he had never anticipated, a bond forged in the fires of lust and desperation.

"MHMMMHAAH~~❤️❤️YES~~~❤️❤️ VERY GOOD~~❤️❤️HMMHMMAAAAHNNNGH~~❤️❤️"

With a savage growl, Testament lifted Asagi off the ground, her legs wrapping around his waist as he thrust into her with renewed vigor. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the dungeon, echoes of their passion bouncing off the stone walls. Each thrust brought Asagi closer to her climax, her breath hitching in her throat as she felt the pressure building deep within her.

'T-this... is it really that good!? FUCK~❤️❤️ I WANT THAT INSIDE ME!!! I WANT TO TRY IT!!! I NEED IT!'

Oboro watched, eyes wide and a mixture of envy and excitement, as the incubus claimed his prize, his powerful body moving at a primal rhythm that seemed to shake the foundations of the room. The sight of Asagi's breasts bouncing with each impact, her eyes closed in ecstasy, was almost too much for Oboro to bear.

"YES!!! DARLING, FILL MY PUSSY WITH YOUR CUM!!~❤️"

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*SPLURT*

"AAHH!!!!~❤️!"

And when the moment of truth arrived, their cries of climax pierced the air simultaneously, a harmony of pleasure that seemed to shake the very fabric of reality. As Testament filled Asagi with his hot, thick seed, she screamed his name, her pussy convulsing around his cock in an orgasm so intense it seemed to last an eternity.

The warmth of his semen inside her was a declaration of victory, a symbol of his dominance over her body and soul. The two remained locked in that intimate embrace for what seemed like an eternity, their hearts beating as one, their breaths mingling in the humid air. Finally, with a satisfied sigh, Testament pulled away from Asagi, his cock glistening with their combined juices.

The grip on Oboro's chains tightened, his body still shaking from the indirect release he had just witnessed. It was a moment that would be etched in his memory forever, a harsh reminder of his new place in the world: no longer the predator, but the prey.

Asagi's eyes glowed with sadistic delight as he watched Oboro's desperate writhing, the latter's cheeks flushed and his chest heaving with need.

*heavy breathing*

"Haa... Haaa... it seems like someone is anxious," she mocked, her voice full of lust and a little tired from the fucking that Testament gave her, she would need a few seconds to recover and she was anxious. for continuing with these activities.

"But we're just getting started, honey." With a wink to Testament, he moved it away from Oboro's bound body, letting her stew in her own juices. For the next hour, the dungeon walls reverberated with the sounds of Asagi's moans and Testament's growls, the rhythmic pounding of flesh against flesh echoing through the space.

They tried every position imaginable, each one more depraved than the last, their bodies a tapestry of sweat and desire. Oboro could feel the sticky wetness of his own arousal seeping down his thighs, the gag in his mouth becoming soaked with his drool. He tried to look away, to focus on anything else, but his eyes were drawn back to the obscene display like a moth to a flame. The smell of sex grew stronger with each passing minute, and she could feel the heat of his passion washing over her, taunting her with what she couldn't have.

Despite her anger, she couldn't deny the dark emotion that coursed through her as she watched Asagi's body contort in pleasure, her pussy spasming around Testament's cock. It was a torment that went beyond the physical, a mental anguish that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Yet with every moan, every gasp, Oboro felt a part of her fade away, replaced by a need so intense it was almost painful. And as the couple reached their final climax, their bodies tangled in a tangle of limbs and passion, she knew she had been irrevocably changed, forever bound to the whims of those who held the key to her release...

As the final tremors of her climax subsided, Asagi slowly untangled herself from Testament's embrace, her body feeling sated and exhausted. He turned his gaze to Oboro, who was now a picture of desperate longing and excitement, his eyes glassy and his chest heaving with each ragged breath. The gag was soaked, the evidence of his own need clearly visible. With a cruel smile, Asagi gestured to Testament, indicating that it was time to claim his other prize.

Testament's eyes glowed with renewed hunger as he approached Oboro, his still hard cock leaving a trail of cum on the cold stone floor. Oboro's heart raced with anticipation and fear, her body betraying her as it trembled in response to her touch. He reached out, unclasped the gag and freed her mouth, allowing her to gasp for air.

"Your turn slut," Asagi whispered, her voice a seductive purr. She looked at Testament, who was transforming Oboro's restraints into a bondage to force her to her knees.

"Let's see if you can handle what I just got."

"MMPPHH?!!!"

Oboro's eyes widened with a mix of anger and desire as he felt the tip of Testament's cock brush against his own swollen lips. Despite the overwhelming need coursing through her, she clamped her mouth shut, refusing to give in to the humiliation. But Asagi was prepared for this and, with an evil laugh, she grabbed a fistful of Oboro's hair, forcing her head back and exposing her neck to the incubus's hungry gaze.

"Hmph!!"

'If you think I can dominate them so easily, bitch, you're wrong!'

Testament leaned in, his breath hot against Oboro's skin as he licked the tender flesh of her throat. He could feel his cock, slick with Asagi's juices, pressing insistently against his chin. The smell of their mixed scents was intoxicating, sending a new wave of desire through her that she couldn't ignore.

"—Open up big bitch!'"Asagi demanded, his voice low and dangerous. 

"Or would you rather I show you how it's done again?"

Oboro's resolve wavered, the pain between his legs growing more insistent with each passing second. With a frustrated grunt, he opened his mouth, allowing Testament to slide his cock inside. The taste of Asagi was faint but undeniable, a reminder of the pleasure he had been denied.

The incubus took his time, savoring the feel of Oboro's mouth around him. He knew she was fighting it, he knew she didn't want to give in, and that only made it sweeter. He began to move slowly, letting her get used to the feel of him before quickening his pace. Oboro choked and choked, his eyes watering, but he didn't pull away.

As her body began to respond, her mouth became wetter, her tongue moving more eagerly against his shaft. The sight of her, bound and helpless, being used by the very creature she had sought to dominate, was more than Asagi could bear. She leaned down, her own hand sliding between her legs to caress her clit, feeling the beginning of another orgasm.

Oboro's eyes never left Asagi's, the unspoken challenge in her gaze only fueling the other woman's desire. The air became thick with the scent of sex and power, the room filled with life with the sound of their harsh breaths and the wet smack of flesh. It was a dance of dominance and submission, a battle of wills that had no clear winner, only the promise of more to come.

And as Testament's hips began to move faster, his cock sliding in and out of Oboro's mouth with ease, Asagi watched with smug satisfaction, knowing he had won this round. But the war was far from over, and she had every intention of enjoying the spoils of victory.

With a triumphant smile, Testament took advantage of Oboro's open mouth, sliding his cock back inside with renewed vigor. He didn't hold back, fucking her throat with a ferocity that made her eyes pop out of her head and her cheeks turn a deep shade of red. The feeling of his thickness filling her, stretching her beyond what she thought possible, sent waves of unwanted pleasure through her body.

She gagged and choked, the muscles in her throat contracting around him, but he didn't stop. His hands gripped her head, guiding her movements as he thrust deeper and deeper, using her mouth as his personal toy. The salty taste of his cock mixed with Asagi's sweetness filled her mouth, a taste she despised but craved.

Despite his struggles, he couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction as he watched the pleasure unfold on Asagi's face, his own hand moving between her legs to mimic the rhythm of their depraved mating dance. The bondage held her in place, forcing her to accept the brutal face fucking that seemed to last an eternity, her dignity shattered with every gagging sound she made.

Yet in the midst of the degradation, Oboro felt a spark of rebellion, a burning need to prove she could handle his brutal attack, to conquer the beast that had conquered her. As he struggled to breathe, his eyes locked with Asagi's, a silent challenge that seemed to say, "They won't break me."

The incubus's eyes narrowed, reading the silent challenge in Oboro's gaze. He knew she was struggling. He looked at her, trying to maintain some semblance of control, but that only fueled his own fire. He wanted to break her resistance, bend her to his will completely.

With a growl of pure, primal need, Testament tightened his grip on her head, holding her in place as he thrust into her mouth even harder. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure and pain through her body, making her eyes water and her throat burn.

However, she did not dare to move away, the fierce need to prove that she was stronger than this creature that had claimed her driving her. Asagi watched with a mix of amusement and excitement, her own hand moving faster over her clit as she felt another orgasm approaching.

The sight of Oboro's struggle, the sounds of his muffled protests, only served to spur Testament on. He was going to break her, make her scream with pleasure like she had never screamed before, to show her what it really meant to submit to his desires. And as he felt his own climax approaching, he knew that this was just the beginning of the end for the proud, stubborn woman kneeling before him.

Oboro felt the last vestiges of her will fade as she took Testament's punishing cock deeper into her throat, her body responding to the relentless assault with a traitorous arousal that made her pussy clench and release in time with his thrusts. Her eyes filled with tears, her throat burned, but she refused to break eye contact with Asagi, who watched her with a twisted sense of triumph. The need to prove himself turned into a desperate longing, a longing to feel the same mind-blowing pleasure Asagi had enjoyed.

And then, with a roar that seemed to shake the foundations of the dungeon, Testament came, his hot seed flooding her mouth and coating her throat. Oboro's eyes rolled back as he swallowed, the taste of victory and defeat mixing on his tongue. She had lost herself in that moment, her mind succumbing to the dark, primal desire that had taken over it.

"Take it," he growled, his voice thick with lust and power.

*Splurt*

"Take everything from me"

*swallow* *gulp* 

 The words resonated with her, resonating in the deepest parts of her soul, and she knew she was no longer hers. She was his, a cum slut that he could use and discard as he pleased. As the last drops of his sperm fell down her throat, she felt a strange sense of belonging, back home, that filled her with a dark, twisted satisfaction. Her mind was lost in corruption, longing for his touch, his cock, his dominance over her with every passing moment.

"*heavy breathing* haaa...haaa…"

Bondage held her in place, her body shaking with the aftershocks of her own submission. The room was silent except for the harsh sound of his own labored breathing, the echoes of his retching the only testament to his new status. As Asagi leaned forward, her own hand still working her clit, she whispered in Oboro's ear:

"You're ours now, cum slut. And you're going to love every second of it."

Oboro's eyes closed, her body slumped and doubled over as she felt the beginning of another climax building inside her. The smell of sex, the taste of semen, the feel of the cold stone beneath her… it was all she knew now, all she craved. His mind was broken, his spirit bent to his will, and when he felt Asagi's hand move away, he knew he would do anything, anything, to feel that warmth, that power, that release once again.