At some point I had passed out.
It couldn’t been for long, given Exia had started to lightly tap against my thigh, which seemed to have been what roused me.
Exia was a hard ass, especially to those who were late. But she knew I had a good reason to not be ‘ready’, so her tapping reflected that: Light and insistent.
It was when it had gotten to around twenty minutes that the light and insistent tapping started to become sharp digs at my kneecap.
“Penny for your thoughts?” I groused, grinning through the pain.
“Don’t make me wait thirty minutes.” The sloth on my right grumbled.
“You wanna explain to me how I’m supposed to do our usual without anything noticing?” I asked, not even hiding my annoyance. I was usually happily to oblige Exia, as according to anonymous guild members, Exia went from being a hardass cunt of a guild leader to a strict but fair task master whenever she went for ‘counselling’.
And given how, of the Nikke I was currently seeing, her request was often the easiest, in most situations it would be a breeze to fulfil.
But it was kind of fucking hard to prop Exia up in any way that didn’t make it very apparent she was being used sexually.
The sharp excavation of the area above my kneecap ceased as she finally relented.
“That’s not my job in this. My job is to be used~.”
I rolled my eyes.
She was right, being able to use someone as if they were a sexual toy you could discard was exhilarating, and a very potent aphrodisiac for those who enjoyed more dominant play.
It also just happened to have the downside of, beyond some rules and negotiations about what is acceptable, everything being my job.
“Why not just use her mouth?” mumbled the sleepy devil on my left side as she snuggled into my side, pulling herself deeper into her blanket. It wasn’t a blanket she could cocoon herself in, so I let her be. Unlike Elegg, Trony was a slip of a woman and the blanket would be necessary to keep her warm.
“That sounds like effort.”
“Only at the start.” Trony pulled up the blanket in my lap, a chill running though me from my now exposed crotch, “Get on your knees, get the Commander’s cock about half way into your mouth, and the Commander can facefuck you under the blanket.”
At her words, my cock was slowly but surely hardening. I expected this from Elegg, or rather something this extreme from the likes of Rapunzel, the perverted Pilgrim nun who had been the first to start all of my problems with Maxwell and was the reason no one could build anything at the Outpost without permission from Counters and myself.
“That sounds effort.”
“Guess you aren’t getting this dick tonight then.” Trony mumbled, acting as if to pull herself out of our shared warmth.
“Should I go grab Elegg, so we can call it a night and retire for the evening?”
Exia mumbled something as she dragged herself into position, Trony and I ensuring the blanket covered her, Trony resting her head on my thigh to help vaguely explain why the ‘shape’ of the blanket was off.
It still wouldn’t pass any form of scrutiny, but considering how Exia was the last person to solicit me, I doubt anyone would give the couch any form of attention until the night ended or a new partner ‘came to check in’.
As I felt Exia’s mouth around my cock, her tongue worshipping the vein that directed cum up and out of my urethra, “If you don’t speak up, you won’t get want you want.”
Exia as a living sex doll was always fun. Exia with an oral fixation was an interesting prospect.
Exia made talking noises around my cock, before she flicked my thigh.
‘Shut the fuck up, n00b’ seemed to match the tone and response.
With Exia now in position, I started to follow suit, before the pleasant dampness of Exia’s mouth went from mid shaft to my base, Exia’s tongue resting between my balls, her throat clenching against the sudden penetration.
My involuntary throbbing caused Exia to start actually choking, but she was struggling to pull herself back. I tried to pull back, but as I had been lying back on the couch, I couldn’t give Exia the reprieve she needed.
…..I still wasn’t sure if Nikke needed to breathe, from a physical perspective, but I did know that psychologically they needed to unless they’d undergone incredible training.
I still haven’t gotten over D’s corpse prank…
I needed to pull the blanket back, and find out why Exia was willingly degrading and making herself suffer like this, which was so very unlike her. What I found explained a lot.
Exia’s choking was becoming more violet and messy, thick globs of spit sputtering out from around my cock on the briefest of moments any space was available in her throat, and Trony’s hand was at the base of her neck, holding her in place.
I licked my pinky, and stuck it into the devil’s ear, earning me a squeal and finally allowing Exia to pull back and breathe, before I started to scold Trony.
“You suggested this, so you don’t get to punish her.”
“She’s giving you attitude.”
“She’s allowed to give me attitude. While I might dote on you, my relationship with the others is different.”
I could see the pout forming.
“Don’t care. Not here.”
I ran my hand along the side of her head, soothing the tired devil.
“Again, you suggested this. Unless she asks for the rough stuff, treat her nicely.”
A thought came to me, so I leaned forward to whisper a diabolical thought into her ear, “Plus, we have Elegg for when you want to do that to someone.”
Trony giggled.
“Fair. She does deserve it sometimes.”
“She deserves it a lot.” I scoffed.
“I hate to ruin the bonding of the lovebirds,” the recovered annoyance of the messed up Exia would be very formidable if not by the fact she was rubbing said mess against my cock, “but save that shit for later. If I’m not getting cock and cum in my cunt, the least you can do is fill my mouth with cock and stomach with cum.”
“I like that she’s blunt.”
“It is part of the reason I tolerate her attitude.” I sighed in agreement. Introverted and blunt wasn’t common in the Nikkes I served, but it was damned refreshing at times that more of them were finding me.
Exia glared at the devil while she kept smearing my cock against her face.
“You joining?”
Trony just shook her head a little.
Exia stopped her obscene worship of the cock that had been choking her.
“…you just gonna watch?”
The devil slumbered, and the more self conscious aspects of Trony’s personality came back on full display.
“Mmmm.”
The glared stopped, as Exia studied the change she was seeing.
“You can help if you want, just let me fucking breathe please.” She acquiesced, before starting to kiss and lick the tip of my cock again.
“’kay.” Trony tentatively reached forward, hand light but firm near Exia’s shoulder.
“For someone who likes being used as a sexual hole, you’re doing a lot of work on your own.” I teased, Exia flinching and stopping her sloppy worship, her blushing cheeks bulging slightly as she put half my cock back in her mouth, my crown nestled deep enough to be sitting between her tonsils.
I angled my hips slightly, trying to find the best angle that would allow enough thrusting on my end without dislodging the resting Trony.
Given how I was now awkwardly finetuning my legs, Trony must’ve realised what I was doing.
“Lemme do it.”
“You sure?”
“I wanna watch and be involved,” she said, sitting up a little so she could get both of her hands in position, “I just don’t wanna be the main course.”
I patted the Nikke on the top of her head, between the two hair spikes that were how I’d decided on her devilish nature.
“If it means I also get to rest, we’ll go at the pace you set.”
I paused, adding “Make sure she can breathe.”
“I know. I’ll behave.”
From Elegg, that was a threat.
But I still wasn’t sure what that meant from Trony, so I gave the lithe Nikke the benefit of the doubt.
She started the facefuck of Exia as a slow blowjob, pushing Exia’s face up and down the inches of cock in her mouth, Exia’s tongue unable to help itself as it lathered my crown. Trony alternated between having Exia cleaning my crown with putting it between Exia’s cheeks, using a hand to rub my cock from outside of her cheek.
The sensation of Trony’s hand through Exia’s cheek was strangely erotic, especially when Exia’s tongue would copy or mirror the touch.
Trony changed cheeks every two or three rubs, filling Exia’s mouth with my pre-cum as they both worked their magic.
She would also occasionally stick a finger into Exia’s unoccupied cheek, forcing the other Nikke’s to spill the sexual mess coalescing in her mouth, never really allowing her to form a seal and properly suck on my cock in the way she obviously wanted despite her prior protests.
After a few minutes of repeating the effort of attuning Exia’s mouth to the shape and flavour of my cock, Trony decided it was time for the main course, as she rather suddenly forced Exia down my full length, the sudden violation once again causing Exia to gag a little, her throat convulsing and clenching around my cock like her pussy is used to.
But before Exia had a chance to be worried, Trony pulled my cock from her maw, the kneeling Nikke taking deep breaths. Again, Trony would repeat this, forcing my cock suddenly down Exia’s throat, then allowing her back up for air.
Which was when I realised what the little devil was doing.
Given as the two of them were under the blanket, air flow was fairly stifled, the smell of cum and arousal fairly fragrant whenever a breeze wafted up to me.
So Trony was training Exia to love the smell and taste of my cock, the sudden violations and reprieves designed to ensure she would crave the smell and taste of my cock as she was pushed further into depravity.
That meant there would be more stages to the training, as Trony still evidently wanted to teach Exia her place within this devil’s domain.
The training wouldn’t last beyond this facefuck, but given the rather sudden development of an oral fixation, I might actually get to see Exia be proactive in our sexual sessions.
Stage two kicked in when after a certain amount of tries, Trony decided to push Exia’s limits.
The first few times, Exia was forced to hold my cock deep in her throat for only a few seconds. Once it became clear to Trony that Exia was handling my cock, when Exia was now consciously flexing her throat instead of the involuntary flexes for a sudden insertion, she started holding her in place for a second longer, long enough for the flexing to once again become involuntary as she struggled to breathe, but never long enough to cause Exia to worry, as when Trony allowed her to breathe, Exia was still ready and willing to swallow my cock.
The next stage started when, once Trony saw that Exia could handle more than a few seconds without struggling, Trony kicked up the pace, pulling Exia up and down my shaft to prepare her for an actual facefucking.
As my breathing started to hitch, heating radiating in my chest and balls, I put my hand on Trony’s shoulder, using my grip to signal what was and wasn’t working, and how close I was blowing my load down our toy’s throat.
I leaned to the side, and struggled to contain a moan as I saw Exia’s eyes crossing as she was lost in her own arousal of being used, her gynoid body reacting more to stimulus and her own arousal than any actual conscious thought.
It was when I started to thrust slightly on my own accord, that Trony stopped her rapid facefucking of Exia, slowing down and pushing Exia’s limits further.
As my need to cum eased and I stopped thrusting of my own accord, and seeing that Exia was now lasting almost ten seconds before she would start to gag, Trony started a very long and slow facefuck, pulling Exia from the very base of my shaft all the way to pulling her off my cock, Exia alternating between moans and glucks depending on if my cock was blocking her throat.
Apparently happy with how blatantly aroused Exia was, Trony rubbed my spit covered cock up and down the other Nikke’s face, ensuring Exia’s face was covered in her thick pre-cum infused spit, before starting to properly facefuck her.
It started with fast and brutal thrusts down my shaft, the crown of my cock never pulling out further than the back of her throat long enough to allow her the chance of breathing, before swapping to long and slow thrusts that had Exia’s lips pushed right up to my balls and pubes, her tongue toying with my balls, gagging as Trony forced her back into the fast thrusts that barely allowed her to breathe.
The constant feeling of Exia’s moist throat clenching around my cock was pushing me past the point of no return, as I started to thrust in anticipation of Trony pulling Exia down the base of my shaft, Exia’s eyes bulging as my cock fucked her throat faster than she’d been expecting.
My grip became a vice on Trony’s shoulder, as I flexed and contracted every muscle I could to hold back the inventible orgasm so I could wring out every second of enjoyment I could from treating my Raid Leader like a cheap whore.
Realising I was frustratingly close, Trony put Exia at the tip of my cock, before turning around and straddling my lap, her legs settled on Exia’s shoulders, her arms on mine and her face very close, lips achingly close to being able to kiss mine.
“Teach this onahole her place and fill her with cum.” Trony purred as she used her legs to leverage Exia all the way to the base of my cock.
As my orgasm exploded forth and Trony swallowed my moans with her lips, I copied my devil’s actions and crossed my legs around Exia’s back, holding her in place as I filled her stomach with rope after rope of cum, as Mary’s medicine had finally kicked in.
I used one hand to hold Trony’s head against mine, locking us into our kiss, and the other to stroke Exia’s head as she soldiered on and kept swallowing cum that kept flowing every time her throat convulsed.
Finally, Trony broke the kiss, replacing her lips with the tight seal of her hand as I moaned into it, as she pulled Exia off my cock, the almost insensate Nikke choking and sputtering and taking deep breathes, as she coughed up cum and spit, before resting against my messy thigh.
“Fuuuuuuuccccck.” She raggedly moaned, tongue still out before she realised she now had to blatantly force her body to do what was normally autonomous functions.
As I took my own deep breaths and shifted Trony back to my side, I realised a certain Imp was staring and watching with rapacious interest, Trony’s TV no longer glowing with the activity of a game and just the black and white fuzz of a static noise.
“How long?” I mouthed to Elegg, Exia still technically hidden by the blanket and thus spared the realisation that we’d been watched.
“Not long, Maiden’s gone to organise their ride.” Elegg mouthed back, gesturing to the partially open door.
Collecting myself, I was quick to sit up, and use what little clean space of the sex-infused towel to make Exia look vaguely presentable, before I gave up and just used the blanket instead. Almost all the linen in use tonight would need a heavy wash, so adding a single blanket wouldn’t make much of a difference.
Trony pulled herself from my side, and went to the makeshift kitchen, the sound of running water letting us know she was getting herself some water.
I watched as Elegg quickly bounced over to her, whispered something while watching me, before she bounced out the door to cause chaos unknown.
Trony returned with a bottle of water for Exia, and yet another bottle of Mary’s medicine for me.
By the time Maiden returned, I had drained the bottle of cum-like medicine while Exia was nursing her water bottle, Trony’s training having apparently been more effective than she had expected as Exia’s tongue treated the small nub of the opening of the bottle as a cock before she consciously stopped herself.
She had choked twice as instead of drinking water, she unconsciously just opened her throat and hadn’t been prepared for the increased volume of water in her mouth.
“Safe travels.” I mumbled to a blushing Maiden, who after trying to help Exia to her feet and Exia just refusing to budge, slung the smaller Nikke over her shoulder and took her with her, unaware of the dripping wet fabric atop Exia’s crotch signalling to anyone who might see that something had happened to the smaller Nikke.
She made noises that sounded something akin to ‘Let’s do this again sometime.’, but I couldn’t hear what she’d said clearly enough to know if that was what she had said.
Thankfully, it was well after midnight, and I had no doubt that anyone Maiden could get a ride from at this hour would not ask questions, given her usual line of work.
Hell, considering how D would come straight from her jobs with bags leaking red fluids, maybe people just accepted that sometimes Nikke made messes wherever they went and knew better to question it.
Having recovered some strength, I began the bare minimum amount of clean up, before I shifted to preparing Trony’s room for what was to come.
Given how Trony was now sprawled on the couch, I pulled all her spare blankets and pillows and arranged them in a shape vaguely approaching a bed, Elegg returning with a similar bundle of comfy things from her own room.
Unlike with my ‘private’ apartment with its large bed capable of having multiple people easily fit in, both Trony’s and Elegg’s beds could only comfortably fit their respective Nikke in.
Well, Trony and I could easily share her bed if needed, but given how Elegg had a habit of sneaking in if we did; the couch was the best option.
Sitting with my back to the couch in the comfy nest, I sat back and accepted my fate.
They’d given me two doses of Mary’s medicine, so I wasn’t likely to be sleeping for the rest of these witching hours.
“What’s the plan?”
Trony guided my head back, my neck between the cushions as she prepared to straddle my face, as Elegg got between my legs and started to lift and stretch them for some reason.
“Sandwich time~.”