Subversive | Youkai #2

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Subversive | Youkai

Chapter 6 : 

The Moon is a Harsh Mistress

“The moon is a loyal companion.It never leaves, it’s always there; Watching, steadfast,Showing the glint light of broken glass.”

The Okami is far from done with her.

“OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!” was the screeching thought that floods to her mind while the crashing wave of mind-numbing ecstasy blinded her. Wave after wave of sheer euphoria crash over her senses, forcing Hana to arch her back and press her aching n*****s and newly resized breasts sp closely against the floor, while a sharp, hungry mouth continues to suckle and tease the nape of her neck. Her breasts grow so large this time — much larger compared to how they have grown compared to last time. She still has no idea why this is happening, but she doesn’t think her bosom have grown this large before. They are so large, each are only slightly smaller than the size of her head — and that alone is saying something.

Hana's hips keep on moving against those amazing fingers, where she can feel her orgasm being forcefully prolonged by the come-hither gesture that Xerax-sama is doing inside her. Her vaginal walls clamp down hard and twitch around his still pumping digits, where something hot and wet shoots out from her.

The lights glow a beautiful green. Hana thinks that it’s done, but her breasts just keep on growing non-stop. She is afraid that if this goes on, they will just grow into unmanageable sizes. When the light finally dies out, Hana’s breasts feel so full that they become the cushion of her body against the floor. She’s going to need that, because what Xerax has in mind next will be too brutal for a human like her.

She vaguely hears the wolf youkai's growl of savage desire against her neck, which is still taken deeply by the Okami, who pressed her down until she sinks so low onto the floor. Xerax is wringing every last incoherent gasp from her lips, which brings unimaginable pleasure to her.

Shortly after, Hana slumps forward, sobbing hysterically from her first orgasm, and then finally, the feeling of utter shame.

She feels so weak-kneed and limp, as the questing fingers finally leave her soaking entrance, and is now drawing lazy circles over her nub, consequently making her vaginal walls spasms with aftershocks.

“Please, stop,” she begs inwardly. But deep within Hana, she can not deny the feeling of forbidden desire for the wolf youkai, who are still touching her. She’s still hot and fiery desiring for something that only the other party can give to her.

Hana feels unsatisfied somehow, even after experiencing her first orgasm. Her large breasts are already pressing against her face blunt, prove of her wish came true. It this were any other circumstances, she would have been glad for being blessed by such impressive size. But right now, she feels like that there is still something missing . . . Not her freedom or consent, and certainly not her own safety. She is still aching down there . . . aching for something to fill her completely.

There is a wet pop as Xerax-sama finally retrieves the fingers that are still embedded inside her hole. That hole of hers won’t stay empty for long though, as the Okami is already prepared to enter her now. Hana lets out mewls as she can feel something huge and bulky making its way through her outstretched hole. He is abusing her with his c**k now, but Hana doesn’t think she minds it anymore. In fact, he can have her hole. Use it as much as he wants, for all she can care about.

The girl can feel something cold nudging from under her chin, followed by a shadow. She looks up to find none other than Lord Haku staring down at her. He is so close, she can taste the smokey scent of him in the air between them.

His horns are pointy; all four of them. He has two large ones and two tiny ones just below, all by his forehead. He has red inked tattoos scrawled all over his skin, which she believes that most are hidden underneath his robes. The edge of his pipe is pressing from under her chin. He grins down at her like she is just some pathetic living being, some piece of trash ought to be rid of, while his unusual blue and red eyes swirling with colors. For such an exotic male specimen, he poses so high and mighty. For some reasons, Hana can’t allow herself to care though, because she is still high with ecstasy.

“I must admit, she's exquisite when she cums." Hana hear him murmurs in a voice bordering on unexpected lustful and needy. “I want to see her coming again, Lord Xerax. If you may, I wish to get a taste of this magnificent liquor that I’ve heard so many times about. But of course, I won’t hinder you from whatever you have prepared for her.”

“Help yourself,” is the hasty response from the other male, who sounded too eager to do just that; make her c*m, that is.

As Xerax-sama moves from behind her, with him pulling her back up until her damp back presses against his equally damp chiseled chest. Hana hears the rustle of fabric and the sound of slight creaking as the Okami kneels down to position himself in between her opened thighs, where she feels the length of his d**k rubbing against her drenched entrance. Hana's body flushed scarlet with pure lust and utter embarrassment at the thought of something so huge grazing against her messed out p***y lips.

Xerax-sama is directly aligned with her womanhood from behind now. He is so close that she can feel his hot breath breezing through the side of her neck, his long nose rubbing to get a deep inhale of her sweet scent. Her c**t is still swollen from her arousal, and this intimate position only turns her on even more than she already is.

A second later, she feels fingers parting her inner lips further, opening her like a flower by the welcoming of the c**k whose owner had despised her mortal status, and yet is now unwrapping her like a candy. He wants to devour her p***y with his c**k, an all-consuming hunger throbbing from the tip, all the way down to the base, and so much more.

Soon after, she feels his slightly wet head slowly pressing in against her sensitize entrance, and Hana starts squirming at the new erotic sensation. Her body springing up like a livewire while heat pooled inside her once more, making her entrance moistened almost instantly.

It gradually builds up into a burning ache as Xerax-sama pushes all the way in, where he stabs his length, all the way through her still amazingly tight passage. Her pink lips bloom as it is forced to part to occupy his size, yet the girl doesn’t seem to mind it for the slightest bit. He is embedded so deep inside her, yet she never felt so happy. It’s strange how she feels different this time. Maybe it’s because he is not doing this to torture her, but to see pleasure out of her as well. Hana knows not why he is so kind to her, but she will take whatever she can get.

Meanwhile, as Hana is busy being devoured by the wolf’s large d**k, she dazedly sees him make a move, leaning down from his standing position until his face is down to the level of her chest.

Lord Haku, the Ushi-Oni, is seeking and licking her n****e while milk begins to seeped out of her. He is capturing her hard nub like it is merely one of his possessions; that she is lucky he is sparing her with a glance at all. His talented tongue nearly make Hana feels faint with desire and delight, before subsequently reducing her into a quivering and whining mess in seconds. She doesn’t particularly like the guy, but she can’t really deny his skills. It is clear that he has done this many times before, judging from the way his tongue roll around ever so fluently.

The arrogant youkai is currently on one of her intimate places, tongue lapping at her leaking nub. Haku-sama glides his tongue from the bottom to the top to capture a trail of rich milk, which has somehow manages to escape during the relishing drink, savoring every bit of her taste, breathing her feminine scent and simply enjoying the feel of this untried flesh against his mouth and tongue.

He had doubted her value at first, not wanting to be tainted by even the mere presence of hers. Rika-sama had ordered them to be here for this, and Haku is merely following orders, just like the good and obedient underling that he is. He didn’t expect the mortal girl to smell so sweet when the Okami lord manages to make her bloom. The others were sadists, but Xerax-sama knows better than that. He could Rika-sama’s orders in between the line, and now, here they are.

The girl’s tit taste exquisite — just as exquisite as how the smell of her p***y is telling the lot of them to be. It’s amazing how well the Hanabito can retain her original scent — not many do after being tainted again and again by demons. She is like this unending supply of honey that they are just compelled to taste — and these youkai lords tend to do just that. The others are waiting patiently, but it is clear that they are eager for their turn. Lord Haku is in no hurry though — she is simply too delectable to be wasted in a hurry. He feels like he can suck her tit all day, yet still have plenty more time to suck the other one. She is so rich with raw power that it’s no wonder that a high-ranking youkai like him is even drawn to a human like her.

That’s a Habanito power for you.

Hana can not stop from trembling and squirming from their merciless touches. One wicked tongue is licking and scraping her n****e with his teeth; whole one c**k is making such a scrambled mess from inside her v****a. The coil in her belly is tightening again as Haru-sama is sucking her tit barbarously without care, while Xerax-sama delves into every crevice and flesh his huge d**k can fill. They keep on doing this until they overstimulated her from both ends, until she can’t hold herself anymore.

At one point, the red and blue swirl eyed demon draw her other tit into his mouth and sucks HARD. At the same time, Hana can feel someone — most probably Xerax-sama, driving two fingers inside her back passage at the same time. The girls go wild with pleasure. Her asshole stings from the abrupt contact, still painfully throbbing from the most recent contact, but she never feels so pleased. This is the start of a beckoning for her; and like the willing fool that she is, Hana cums for them and see stars; her now slightly more experienced body breaking under their expert hands, c**k and mouth.

There is an acute feeling of bliss when she cums around Xerax-sama’s huge d**k while screaming. Her essence spurts out of her as she rides into her orgasm, grinding against the wonderful erection that hasn't stopped thrusting and cumming at her at the same time, all while another male’s hot mouth keeps on milking her t**s until they are dry, lips alternatively devouring in between both mounds.

This great cumming of hers is followed by another breast enlargement, which causing the weight on both of Lord Haku’s palms to grow even heavier than before, and in turn creating more rich and powerful energy supply for him to drink from. Amazing! This girl’s t**s flow like a never ending faucet of liquid. Not only does it manage to make him feel tipsy, but also drunk with new power.

After more than a minute, Hana is still moaning loudly, as tremors wrack all over her body, whereas Haku is swallowing every bit of her breast milk as it drips from her hard n*****s, and even licking it from soaked stomach. Xerax-sama is also still in place, making himself stay still so that his c*m stays inside her womb as long as he can, just out of basic instinct to breed. That is when she feels fingers circling the tight rim of her butthole once more, followed by the feeling of the Okami’s sweaty eight pack pressing against her from behind.

They continue to f**k her until the girl’s breast grow another cup. They are so huge right now, they can rival the volume of a fully ripened watermelons — each!

Hana wants the wolf youkai to continue. Sadly, their moment is cut abrupt, because they still have to take turns. The girl can tell that the Okami doesn’t want to leave her, but they are done with her for now. Lord Haku doesn’t show interest to touch the rest of her, while Xerax still has so many places and positions he would like to try and explore. However, to manage the time fairly, their session has to be cut short for time.

“Thank you for that deep insight, Xerax-sama, Haku-sama,” a kid dressed in black and red says. Or at least Hana thinks he’s a kid. He only looks like one, though appearance can be deceiving, as the girl has learned the hard way. His eyeshadowed eyes leered at her in a way that no any other thirteen year old should look at her. It makes Hana feels dirty suddenly, and the girl finds the need to cover herself.

The kid has two equally balanced moles on each side of his cheek, just under his eyes. His hair is slightly long, and bound with a ribbon from the back. He has a different hair color that Hana didn’t notice before, which looks more like an extension to her. But when she watches him move a little bit more, the girl notice that he actual has dual hair color; black from the outside, white from the inside. It’s strange and Hana has never seen anything like this before; but then again, everything about this is unusual.

“Why, hello there. Seems like it’s my turn now.” He flips the fan in his slender hand.

Hearing his statement brings Hana’s arms to tighten around her body even more, but her upper half is so heavy that she is forced to stay laid open on the floor. The young-looking youkai approaches her with ease, taking a seat right next to her laid out body. The black pearls of his eyes survey every inch and curve of her body. She is still so tight even after being f****d for so many times, and that along is admirable on its own way, even when many males before him has left so much c*m and other bodily fluid all over the human girl’s body.

“Tell me. Did you enjoy being intimate with strangers, little human girl?” he leans forward to whisper into her ear, his nose nudging the shell of her ear before nipping her earlobe. Hana shivers and gasps at the contact. She hasn't even settled down from her God knows how many orgasms, when she feels one finger probing at her butthole.

“No! Not there!” Hana thinks in alarm as her body tenses. She feels a finger sinking into her anus in shallow moves. The strange feeling of someone touching her butthole makes Hana struggles to get away. The sensation is still new, and completely odd, that Hana doesn't know what to feel about it, even when some part of her can feel a frisson of pleasant surprise just by the shallow movements of that finger inside her.

“N-no . . .” Hana mutters shyly, but the nice pink blush on her cheeks say otherwise. It draws the boy to lean closer, his touch bolder.

Somehow, the new sensation from the stroking on her butthole is eliciting another set of reaction to her body. What is she going to do? She feels so good . . . yet she doesn’t want to just simply give up. Hana wants to fight off this feeling, even though her body proves to like it so much — maybe even too much.

When the girl begins kicking, the youkai takes it as an offense. He licks his tongue in annoyance, as if manhandling her is a chore. With a snap of his fingers, two figures that Hana has never seen before suddenly appears from behind the boy.

“Enma-sama,” they both greet their superior, bowing with respect even from their sitting positions. Each of the figure have a piece of drawn clothe to cover their faces entirely, while the rest, she can see. The one at the left has short silver hair, has a black cloth with white drawing on the top, and he wears a traditional set of white robes with some decoration on it. The one on the right side has golden blonde hair that is slightly wavy, his cloth is white as an inverse to his counterpart, and he wears a colonial styled military uniform with westernized decorations.

Hana is too enthralled by their sudden appearance that she doesn’t even expect Enma-sama to make this command.

“Rurio, Hoozuki, I want you two to reprimand this insolent girl for me. Makes sure she can’t move, no matter what happens,” the boy in black-red robes orders.

“Yes, Enma-sama!” both of them respond at the same time.

The brunette tries to back away, afraid of what they might do to her. The two masked figures are on her in less than a second, hands moving to grab her by the wrists and ankles before she can do anything about any of this.

The silver haired gets to her hands, pressing her down without even having to use much energy. The blonde one places himself in between her legs, hands go to stop her legs from kicking him. Before long, Hana finds herself trapped. They are not close to being done though, as she can feel hands touching more than they should; her breasts, her mouth, her ass!

No . . . ! She needs to get away. She needs to—

All thoughts are driven out from her mind when she feels fingers sliding into her womanhood, as well as the sweep of a tongue that accompanied the invading digits. Hana yelps in surprise, but even that is soon covered by more fingers, making their way to part her mouth, so that he can fill her up over there, too.

Rurio? Hoozuki? She has no idea which name belongs to the blonde one, but he is one hell of a kisser. He kisses her p***y so well that all thoughts of fight vanishes instantly. She can’t even see any of their faces, but she can definitely feel the sweeping tongue of one of them.

The duo touches her until they make her forget her own name. Then, when she is all prepared, both retrieve back to their stoic positions, allowing their Master to enjoy her.

Hana can feel much smaller fingers prickling at her c******s now. The girl looks down to find Enma-sama fondling her by the cunt. She tries to wiggle away, but the girl is as good as trapped. He smirks down at her triumphantly as the girl is made to receive his attentions, whether she likes it or not.

The fingers then travel back to her butthole, and the girl squirms uncomfortably.

“Relax, Hana-chan. Or this will hurt when I f**k your ass,” the god of hell tells her as she struggles. But since she still refuses to hear him, Enma-sama nods at one of his underlings.

Hoozuki, who is sitting in between her legs, lean down to undo her some more. Hana tries to stay still, but how can she, when tongue and fingers are playing with the holes from her lower end? Especially when the man nestled in between her legs can’t seem to get enough of eating her cunt. Rurio is thrusts his digits in and out of the cavern of her mouth. They are already expertly fine tuning her for another great finale, regardless if she is ready or not.

Enma-sama’s fingers are working on her once more, making her gasps for breath as jolt after jolt of pleasure race from the tips of her fingers and down to her toes every time she feels his digits teasing the opening of her anus.

“Ah . . . Ah! N-no—” Hana muffles around Hoozuki’s invading fingers. This is too much.

“What’s that? You like this, aren’t you? Filthy, shameless girl,” he murmurs into her ear, his insults sound like soft cares when he is brushing his soft lips against her earlobe like this.

Enma murmurs the same thing on the other side of her ear while she vaguely feels three digits moving slowly up and down her butthole, preparing her to be taken over there. Hana can feel herself getting slick there, while another person is blowing hotly against her still quivering womanhood.

“Your butt is still so tight, Hana-chan, that I‘m this close to impaling myself inside you,” he tells her, kneading her butt with his hand while he keeps on thrusting into her the whole time.

He continues by dipping his fingers into her ass increasing speed, suddenly plunging so deep that Hana curls back in respond. His digits enter her all the way to the very base as a result, and Enma-sama can’t look any more pleased. He likes to talk dirty, and he is certainly enjoying the girl’s reaction. In his long existence, he had encountered a few Hanabitos before, but none that is this promiscuous. He has a good feeling about this one, somehow. His eyes narrow wickedly at the thought, making him look like the king of hell that he really is, despite his child-like features.

Enma-sama sinks his finger all the way into her, before forcing another one into her tight butt just to stretch her out even more.

Once he deems that she is stimulated enough, Enma uses his fan and presses it against her asshole. This contact comes as a surprise to Hana, because she thought that he is the one who is going to f**k her in the ass.

“Oh, don’t you worry, girl. I’ll f**k you, alright. I’m just making sure you’re prepared enough for that,” he mutters playfully at her, as he slips the rest of the fan right into her back passage.

The fan feels stiff and rough around the edges, and if Hana is not careful, she might just as well injure herself. And while his one hand is busy teasing her asshole, Enma’s other free hand seek out the girl’s breast, where he begins to fondle and play with her n****e.

“Look at you, already so big like this. What a shameless w***e you turn out to be. I can’t wait to see how well you’ll develop after this is over.” Hana can’t really register the real meaning of his words at this point, too distracted by the many different types of administrations all over her body. The men work together under Enma’s commands, and the god of hell knows exactly where to overstimulate her.

The god of hell continues to assault her ass, until Hana finally becomes his willing victim. He pushes his fan all the way until the very sharp tips hit at her rectum. The hard object is embedded so deep inside her that it makes the girl go crazy in a frenzy of lust. 

At their combined assault on her body, Hana's mind is clouding. She can no longer think straight with all those different pairs of hands on her. She feels raw . . . fully, and thoroughly ravaged, until she finds herself about to burst at the seams once more.

“Ah, it seems like you’re ready for me to take,” Enma-sama comments after he pulls his fan right out from Hana’s asshole, while the girl herself squirms at the fused sensation coming from the digits that invade her three holes.

Hana starts to feel intensely aroused from their stimulation, making her damp down there even far more than she already is.

“How are those holes doing, my underlings?”

“They are ready, Enma-sama,” Rurio and Hoozuki both answer at the same time.

“Well then, I want this be a memorable experience for the Hanabito. I want to take every bit of her innocence until she can no longer say no to any of us. Once that is done, we shall corrupt her Hanabito body so thoroughly that she will forget everything, but all three of us inside her.”

“Yes, Enma-sama!”

Dazedly, Hana listens to the Lord’s ominous words, but the only thing she can do is shudder and whine as another powerful near climax fuels up inside her. Rurio and Hoozuki are doing their best to prepare her for their Lord, and at the same time, revelling in her still inexperienced and responsive body.

Out of a sudden, Hana is flipped upside down, causing her to land on top of Hoozuki, whose body is already entwine with hers. This allows her full weight to lie against his, including her two massive, evergrowing t**s. They look so huge and heavy that for a second there, she is concern that the weight might choke him by the chest. But then the girl is quickly reminded that he is not even live, if he is a servant of the god of hell. It still disturbs her that she can see the face of the person who has invaded her p***y.

The three of them have teased her while still fully dressed, but that is about to change soon.