Chapter 57♥♥ – Rampaging Cubs
The witches were having a fivesome.
Even the most experienced lady gnoll couldn’t resist Slade.
The mother moaned as he ravaged her ass. Her tongue coiled around the pup’s dick, and her rock hard pseudopenis hammered her daughter’s ass. Her hips squeezed from both sides. The weighty sensation fulfilled her craving for tight family bonds. She felt secure and protected, in contrast to the recent traumatic ordeals.
"Mama- Please stop- I can’t-" The daughter rounded her back as her mother’s fat dick dug inside her ass. Her face crashed against the fluffy rug. She was exhausted from coming so many times in a row.
It was the same for the mother. "Alright, baby… Mama had a good time." She pulled out her drenched dick out of her daughter and fell on the slide while twitching.
But Slade hadn’t filled her with baby batter yet. The pup’s dick switched from her ass to her genitals.
Her blood-filled throbbing cock was already aroused from fucking her daughter, so its mouth closed to lock the male penis that should have been inside.
Slade caught it firmly and jammed his slime dick inside. It spread open, making way for her master’s head.
"Hii! I came from just that?!" She tensed up. "Just how many times did I come?" She whined.
Metiva let go of the other pup, staring with her jaw open. Is that what Griscent warned about?
The mother’s mouth and womb were simultaneously attacked. She looked at the pup in admiration. The imperious desire to bear his children emerged. Her body ovulated from his rough thrusts. What a promising master… I don’t mind being his plaything... every day.
Semen flooded inside the broken woman. A mark appeared on her belly.
Her eyes slowly rolled up. The prideful mother who boasted about her rich experience had fainted from pleasure.
Slade laughed as he circled the collapsed pair of mother and daughter. Then, he looked for his next prey. His foaming mouth dripped with saliva and his eyes gleamed, piercing through Metiva.
"Master? Why do you act like a feral pup?" A chill ran down her spine. She might lose her sanity if Slade caught her in his state, but a part of her mind wanted to see that happen.
The other witches stepped in front of the Matriarch. "Don’t worry, we will make him snap out of it!"
"Darned Thornmist clan must have cursed him! We’ll cleanse their filthy curse with our water magic," another witch said, holding an amulet.
A few minutes later, all witches were down. And the water splashing around wasn’t related to magic at all.
The witches spread their legs wide, with semen dripping from every hole. They melted at Slade’s thrusts, moaning to the staggering bliss they weren’t prepared to experience. "More! More! Put more babies inside my dick-pussy!" "Aaaah! I’m coming from my ass!"
Metiva slowly backed to a corner of the room, near the paper lantern. But the creepy Pillar of Eyes that stuck out from the wall. It stopped her from getting too close to the edge of the room.
She looked around for help.
Griscent shrugged. "Complete freedom granted inside this room for one night."
Violet stood up, sticking out her chest and spreading her arms. "Yes! Finally! I was waiting for my turn again!"
She’s crazy! Or… Incredibly brave. Metiva covered her gaping mouth.
Reevaluating Violet, she couldn’t hide her fascination for the sovereign. She’s not the dominant female for nothing.
The pups sniffed. They laughed as they slowly walked towards Violet.
She wriggled her waist, beckoning him with a dance. "My pussy is still wet for you, baby. Come on, come to mama~"
The gnoll cubs lunged at Violet. They jumped, spreading their paws and drooling from their mouths.
Sensing a threat, Lorely dashed on the path of the pups. "I don’t like the filthy look in your eyes!"
"Lorely?!"
"Don’t worry! I will protect you!" She threw her hand forward, blurring with the speed of a maximum level 99 harpy. She grabbed the fur of the first pup.
"And another one!" Her hand reached out, feeling the firm sensation of… nothing. She grasped nothing. The harpy hag’s eyes widened.
Behind her, the free gnoll pup toppled Violet on the ground. He licked Violet’s face all over.
Lorely let go of the pup and knelt on four in defeat.
Impossible! He dodged... me?
"WHY?! I’m so weak!" She yelled, her pride shattered.
While the harpy wallowed in despair, Violet spread her legs for Slade.
"Grr… Violet…" he growled, rubbing his snout all over her body. He went over her face, showing her his balls.
She lifted her head closer to lick his balls. "Yes, that’s m-mhpf?!?"
Unexpectedly, Slade rubbed his moist butt against her cheek.
"Hey, what was that!?" she yelled, rubbing her cheek. Semen was fine, but anything else was…
The witches trembled, their jaws dropped.
Sovereigns were absolute beings that commanded legions of pawns, holding all lives in their palm. They stood at the apex of society, and no sane person would treat them with any form of disrespect.
Yet the little pup just committed the worst affront in gnoll’s culture.
The daughter gnoll struck her forehead with her palm. "Oh, no… Did he just mark the sovereign as his territory like a toilet?"
Metiva bowed. "W-we apologize for this disrespectful behavior. I will teach him etiquette."
Violet’s breath grew heavier. Her heart ached from watching Slade impregnate the other witches, but at the same time, her lust grew stronger for her inexhaustible lover. He was powerful and skilled, warping the gnoll’s face with unbearable pleasure. She wanted to feel his semen flowing inside her again.
Her turn had come, and only she got marked. None of the witches received this treatment. Violet smiled. She was special to him after all.
Being marked as Slade’s property was an exciting change from the lonely status of Sovereign. She craved connection and novelty, and being put lower than a gnoll’s latrine did the job. If she was held in too high esteem, nobody would dare to touch her.
Violet still maintained a facade of noblesse in front of the gnolls. "Hmpf, naughty boy… I’ll let it slide for tonight."
The intimate pair fitted well together, but something spoiled their enjoyment.
It’s too bad that Slade is completely possessed by his instincts, Violet thought.
He was either turned off or in full power mode. There was no in-between. Still, this was better than a partner crippled by hesitation.
The cub sat on her stomach. He kneaded her breasts with its baby paws and slid his penis between the soft mounds.
The other one pulled her hand down and pressed his dick inside her anus.
Her inside stretched and squeezed Slade’s penis. Her leg shot up, jolted by an intense current traveling her spine. She gasped from the dizzying pleasure of being filled.
Her tight hole worked hard to please Slade better than the witches.
The gnoll cub rubbed his tongue against Violet’s thighs, feeling her tender skin. Slade tasted her arousal through the delicious aroma of her sweat. His hips struck her soft buttocks, pulsing small shockwaves that traveled across the core of her being. His rock hard penis felt harder than ever as he shoved it deep in her ass.
The other cub was riding Violet’s chest, thrusting his dick in the gap between her bouncy breasts. He stared at her lovely face, warping in pleasure at each of his strikes. Each moan, pant, and breath formed an enchanting crescendo that Slade couldn’t get enough of.
More. He had to fuck her harder to make her moans sweeter.
Violet’s leg shuddered at the pleasing touch of his tongue. Her ass stretched at each thrust that creeped closer to the back of her womb. "Ah! No! This is too much! I’m about to come again!" she moaned.
The riding pup squeezed her breasts together to deliver his last thrust. Semen flew all over Violet’s face.
She gasped. Warm and thick semen flowed on her skin and inside her open mouth. She licked her lips. However, the taste and smell were off. "Wait… That isn’t slime milk."