198: Cock Addiction (18+)
“I was beginning to wonder when I’ll see your face again,” the voluptuous blonde told Ember with a similar smile to one that Ember always carried.
“You’re still a recluse, I see,” Ember said. “No improvement after all this time?”
“Unfortunately, but we both expected as much,” the blonde sighed. “But this still beats losing what little remains of my dignity by joining that High Priest’s freak show.”
“It had its moments,” Ember said with a cheeky smile.
What the—No! I shouldn’t even be surprised at this point! Beatrice thought as she stared at the naked blonde that casually continued her conversation with Ember as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. As if she wasn’t in the air with her legs spread, slowly getting fucked by some random giant hunk with a big girthy cock. Yet for all Beatrice could tell, this took about as much attention from the blonde as remembering to breathe.
“Now, with the small talk out of the way… I’d ask ‘what has brought you to my humble abode?’, but I’m more curious about who you brought with me,” the blonde said. “Surely you haven’t forgotten that I do not like unvetted guests.”
“Oh, right, I still haven’t introduced you two,” Ember feigned air-headedness. “The one you see just behind me is the latest addition to Lucarad’s ‘freak show’, Beatrice. Beatrice, this stunning, cock-addicted hermit is Samantha. And when I say ‘cock-addicted I mean that quite literally. When was the last time you’ve spent more than a minute without a hard cock inside you, Samantha?”
“Ha-ha,” Samantha’s laugh was drier than Beatrice’s cock at the moment of her death in her past life. “I see your sense of humor has not improved over the years.”
“On the contrary, I feel like I’ve gotten even better at amusing myself, considering the circumstances,” Ember replied. “But, if it makes you feel any better, you did make the correct choice by staying here instead of joining Lucarad’s herd.”
“So, all his claims and bragging about curing the Taint were complete bullshit after all? Big surprise!” Samantha scoffed.
“Yes, and no,” Ember said. “He was actually able to somewhat manage the physical symptoms. Mentally, however… It’s hard to tell with those brought back from the brink, and Lucarad would have a strong argument that many of his priests would be hopelessly lost without his intervention, but in my time there I have not seen a single man or woman that did not seem worse off compared to when they first joined.”
“Ahn,” Samantha moaned in reply, finally emitting a response to the steady screwing she had been passively receiving all this time.
Beatrice thought back to the time when she first appeared in this world, on an altar, surrounded by hooded figures. Even though Beatrice came to this world just yesterday, why did it feel to her like it was so long ago when she first saw those hooded priests raise their hands and stick out their tongues toward the rain of her first ejaculation? Lining up to be fucked by her futanari cock, descending into a mindless, indulgent orgy at the first opportunity. Mentally healthy and well-adjusted they were certainly not. Looking back, Beatrice couldn’t shake off a subtle aura of desperation that she could not have possibly noticed in her hopelessly horny and confused state at the time.
“Ah!” Beatrice gasped as she remembered. The Taint!
Even looking back now through a thick arousal fog of her cum-stained memories, it was hard to make sense of Lucarad’s enraptured ramblings that seemed to be hardly anything more than the mad ravings of a lunatic. But if taken at face value…
“She fought the demons?” Beatrice asked Ember.
Ember nodded.
“Then her current condition, her ‘cock addiction’, as you say is”
“The result of their corrupting powers,” Samantha finished.
“Once an elite warrior, she now resorts to self-medicating by riding cocks all day long just to keep her sanity,” Ember explained. “If her insatiable pussy goes empty for even a couple of minutes… Let’s just say she’s motivated to have a hard cock inside her at all times.
“It doesn’t really matter whose cock it is, though Samantha is particularly picky when it comes to choosing who she lets cream her cunt. Still, it beats the fate of most warriors that dared fight the demons. Swift death during combat is the best they could hope for.”
“And though Ember’s jokes are about as funny as fathers witnessing their daughters’ minds break in the clutches of malevolent abominations, she did save my life. And for that I am still in her debt,” Samantha said, sending a disapproving glare at Ember before the cock inside her again reminded of its stirring presence in her pussy and made her release another involuntary moan.