Deeper down a Darker Path

Hwa knew she was doomed the moment her lips closed around Kevin’s shaft.

She was a kumiho, wise and powerful.

She was a noble—ruler of mountains that spanned miles.

She was timeless and immortal.

Kevin’s cock was the most delicious thing Hwa had ever tasted. Its flavor—bold, musky, almost overpoweringly masculine—filled her saliva-flooded mouth but it wasn’t enough. When she began to suckle, it was as instinctive as an infant placed at her mother’s teat—automatic, and hungry, and bypassing all higher thought.

The man spoke, but the words were lost in the haze of need and desire that threatened to carry Hwa away. It was only when Kevin repeated himself more forcefully that she was able to understand him.

“Do you understand?”

The question itself was inane, but the way he asked it—the setup, capturing and imprisoning her, then forcing Hwa to acknowledge his victory—was perhaps the first thing worthy of respect the man had done.

She wanted to reply. Scathing words were about the only way she might be able to fight back, but to do so would be to lose her prize, and that—a whimper escaped her lips at the thought.

Hwa didn’t mean it as a reply, but Kevin seemed to take it as one. Before she could think about what that might mean, though, the human began to move his hips. More of his dick **** its way past her lips, and the feel of the velvety skin that covered his shaft as it glided over her perpetually plump lips was better than any sex she’d had before. Reap Essence said that the sensitivity of her mouth was greatly improved, but the written description was selling it short.

It was intoxicating. Addictive. Hwa’s tongue swirled around the bulbous head for the sheer sensuous pleasure of it, then froze when she realized what she was doing.

This was wrong. This was not who she was. She was Hwa Sun-ah, Tyrant of the Mountains, Mother of Foxes, Lady of—

Kevin pulled his hips back until his dick popped free of Hwa’s lips. An involuntary whimper escaped them before she could snap her mouth shut around it. Before she had time to recover, shock, pleasure and pain rolled through her body in waves as he struck her exposed breasts with the same implement he’d used earlier.

The first few blows had been obnoxious—painful, perhaps, but nothing Hwa wasn’t prepared to deal with. As the strikes had continued, the pain had lessened without ever quite going away, replaced by far, far more insidious pleasure.

Hwa’s mouth opened again in a gasp of shock, but the moan of pleasure she let out as she writhed against the restraints was muffled as delicious meat filled it with a sudden thrust.

She came. Hwa’s face burned with the shame of it, but the orgasm rocked her body and left her thighs a dripping mess as her womanhood reacted to the intrusion as though it was her lower lips being invaded. She felt a hand rest against her hair once more as she suckled frantically on the warm shaft that occupied her mouth, only to growl in displeasure when it vanished again a moment later.

“Are you prepared to cooperate with the party if I let you out of your restraints?”

An irrational wave of irritation roiled through Hwa as Kevin asked his question. Not at the words, but at the bland tone of the man’s voice. He was—he had just had his mortal human cock in her mouth! He should be beside himself in ecstasy at the privilege, not… resigned!

“I—You will pay for this! Never in a thousand years of life will Hwa Sun—”

Hwa’s response was cut off by Kevin’s cock.

She wanted to spit it out. To bite down. To reject it. Hers were the teeth that devoured men, wicked and sharp! Her mouth was not for the pleasure of men. That was an act of servitude and submission, unworthy of her.

Hwa’s tongue swirled lovingly around Kevin’s dick, lapped at his slit to taste each drop of precum she could coax from him as his intoxicating scent filled her sensitive nostrils. She could feel her inner channel flex in response as he began to slowly pump his hips and fuck her face, his pace steady and deliberate.

For the first time in her life, Hwa felt helpless.

As much as she wanted to believe that he would give in soon—that Kevin the man felt as much pleasure from her lips and tongue as she did from having her mouth filled with his cock—she knew that he would not.

Even if he had lied earlier about the new magics that Lilith had laid upon her, Hwa could feel the truth of his words when he had laid out her predicament. She was trapped.

The physical restraints which held her in the exposed position weren’t even necessary anymore—Hwa doubted she could have stopped herself from continuing to nurse at the man’s shaft if he released her from her bonds.

A sudden spark of pain and pleasure from an awkward blow that barely grazed the top of her backside caused her back to arch abruptly. The motion shoved her face forward and further impaled her mouth on the man’s dick until the head bumped against the back of her throat.

The body Lilith had **** on her didn’t even offer Hwa the reprieve of discomfort. The back of her mouth had not been exempted from the changes Reap Essence brought, and a rush of heat flooded the kumiho’s body when Kevin’s dick nudged against her esophagus.

As if he sensed the reaction somehow, the man then had the audacity to withdraw his hips once more and ask, “Do you want me to keep going?”

“No.” Even to Hwa’s own ears, the denial sounded like that of a petulant child. Neither did the word prevent her from opening her mouth of her own accord, rather than forcing him to pry open her jaws.

Not that he’d needed to do that at all, Hwa added to herself. Shame burned hot in the kumiho’s core, but it wasn’t enough to stop her tongue from lapping against the head of Kevin’s member the moment it brushed against her lips. As humiliating as it was to pleasure the man, it was better to seize the initiative than to be used.

And, a voice within the kumiho added, it improved her odds of coming out of the encounter a winner. The stimulation was still exquisite—each pass of her tongue sent silken waves of pleasure through her body until her nipples ached and both her mouth and her cunt were drooling freely—but from the surprised grunt the man let out, the Dungeon Master’s impassive demeanor was starting to crack.

Better still, beneath her animal instincts, Hwa could sense the flow of power which ran through the man. The magic Lily had imparted to Kevin was potent. If she could just keep this up until he broke, could harvest enough of that for herself—

A sound halfway between a growl of frustration and a whine escaped Hwa’s suddenly empty mouth as Kevin pulled back again. She felt her tails lash wildly behind her and stilled them with a deliberate exertion of will. Kevin’s footfall was heavy as he steadied himself after rocking back and the kumiho’s plump wet lips quivered slightly as she suppressed a smile.

Yes. I can work with this. I will harvest his power until he has none left for himself, then use it to break the chains that bind me!

“If I unchain you, will you cooperate with me? At least for now?” Kevin’s voice was slightly ragged as he struggled to regain control of himself. He’d known that the kumiho’s transformations were designed to push her towards oral sex, but hadn’t anticipated quite how… voracious she would be.

Hwa might be—was—a prideful and bloodthirsty monster, but she was also a beautiful one. The sight of her wrapping those permanently plump and glossy lips around his shaft was undeniably erotic, and the frantic suction as she attempted to inhale his cock felt incredible.

Kevin hadn’t exactly been starved for attention over the last several days, but having any woman—let alone one with the Korean woman’s ridiculous figure and flawless skin—moaning like a whore as she sucked his cock was an incredible turn on. Hwa’s obvious pleasure at the act had gone a long way towards easing his lingering guilt at the decision to put her in this position, and now that her body language had changed he was ready to try again without the blindfold and chains.

“Yes.” The word rang with truth, so Kevin cautiously walked around and unfastened the clips which held Hwa’s chains to the milking bench. He kept his Rod of Mastery in one hand just in case. The kumiho might have different ideas about what ‘cooperation’ meant, and he had little confidence in his ability to subdue the fox spirit without it. Her triangular white fuzzy ears cocked to follow his motions, but she remained more or less still otherwise until her last limb was freed.

Then she tried to rise, only for her arms to tremble and refuse to carry her. With the massive extra weight of her enormous breasts not only swaying beneath her, but actually caught in the milking bench, it was no surprise the otherwise slender Korean woman was having difficulty moving, and Kevin quickly tossed the Rod onto a nearby table to rush forward and help.

He hadn’t really thought about what he was doing when he rushed to get her onto the frame. He’d had the help of the castle staff and was busy second-guessing his own actions at the time, but now that he saw how she was positioned, Kevin realized that it was going to be impossible to maneuver Hwa out of the bench without handling her breasts.

Rather than potentially starting a debate, he simply told Hwa, “I’m going to help you up. I’ll have to put my hands on you to do it. Get ready.”

And then he did. One arm went across the front of Hwa’s relatively narrow shoulders, while the other slipped beneath her dangling tits to lift them. It had to do more of the heavy lifting as a result. The flesh of her enormous breasts was surprisingly cool and supple—firmer than he would have expected given their size but still yielding as they spilled over his arm. He was able to position them to slip free of the bench as he lifted her, and a moment later the Korean woman half-stumbled off of the bench as she attempted to stand.

He caught her, half expecting her to pull away indignantly the moment she could steady her feet on the carpet. At the same time, he couldn’t help but notice the way her body pressed against his, the swell of her incredible breasts against his abdomen impossible to ignore.

When she’d stabilized, he reached up and carefully removed the blindfold. He was greeted by a flushed face and wide red eyes as Hwa blinked away the comparatively dim light of the Master Suite. She was still breathing heavily, and when he released his arms from around her the kumiho sank slowly to the floor.

Then, a moment later, she perked up. Kneeling on the thick carpet before him, Hwa’s nose twitched as she caught the scent of his cock a mere few inches from her face. She swiveled towards it slowly, then licked her still wet lips as her glowing eyes narrowed to focus on it.

He said nothing.

A few moments later, heat enveloped the crown of his dick as her mouth closed around it. As he watched, her head began to bob back and forth, taking more of his length inside with each pass.

Hwa moaned as she sucked his dick with a fervor that increased as the moments slid by. When the positioning of her awkward half-kneel got awkward, she pulled herself upright and wrapped her arms around Kevin’s thighs for greater leverage. The motion smashed her massive tits into his legs, but she barely seemed to notice as she focused more and more attention on the cock sliding in and out of her mouth.

He bumped against the back of her throat and a quiver ran through her entire body as she came, but didn’t slow down. If anything, she seemed to take the fact that she couldn’t get her lips around his last few inches as a challenge, and he felt her arms start to squeeze as she pulled herself forward until he finally popped through.

Kevin felt the moan Hwa let out as much as he heard it. She began to swallow around him frantically, massaging him with the muscles of her throat as Reap Essence went into overdrive and rewarded her for her actions with a surge of pleasure that left her dripping on the carpet.

He came.

Kevin had done his best to hold back his orgasm, but the sight of the dangerously beautiful fox-spirit’s lips vacuum-sealed around the base of his cock as she came from deep-throating him pushed him over the edge in an instant.

Without even thinking, he wrapped his hands around the back of her head, entwined his fingers in her silky black hair, held her in place and pumped a load of his cum directly into her belly.

She drank it down with a moan that vibrated throughout his shaft. Each pulse, every spurt seemed to be accompanied by a quiver from the kumiho who—miraculously—allowed herself to be held in place until he was done.

As the pleasure began to fade and consciousness returned, Kevin realized with a start that he might be **** Hwa. He jerked his hips back in an attempt to allow her to breathe, only for her arms to tighten around his thighs in response.

Kevin glanced down. Hwa’s eyes were closed, her face set in an expression of nearly beatific rapture that showed none of the panic that the deprivation of air might bring.

Then he tried to pull back again as her throat continued to work, and he found his suddenly extremely sensitive dick still being milked like he was the prize cow at the fair. His knees half buckled as he was overwhelmed with sensation, and it was only through half-shuffling backwards a foot or so that he was able to finally break free of Hwa’s grasp.

The kumiho toppled to the carpet and drew in a breath, then giggled. Then she slowly sprawled onto her back, massive tits far perkier than they had any right to be as she stretched her arms languidly above her head and giggled again.

Kevin blinked in surprise.