An intense operation

IQ lies nude, sprawled in your large, 8-person bed. You watch, enjoying a titjob from Rachel, as the rest of your bikini-clad slaves - Lauren, Sara, Emma, Amy, and Esmée - kiss and lick every square millimetre of Asami's porcelain skin. Sure enough, despite having five gorgeous girls sucking her small breasts, groping her bum, tonguing her clit, and kissing her lips, the Japanese girl shows almost no reaction, besides a slight increase in blinking rate.

Releasing a little precum for Rachel to greedily devour, you roll on top of Asami, your slaves parting before you.{if Futa==true} Her thin, straight body seems tiny compared to your Amazonian curves.{endif}

"Are you ready?" you ask her.

"Yes, {if Futa==true}Mikaela{else}Michael{endif} Abbott. My new {if Futa==true}mistress{else}master{endif}." She gives a small smile.

You give her soft cheek a stroke, then lean in and kiss her pink lips. They part before you, welcoming your tongue into her mouth, as - somewhat surprisingly - she kisses you back. But despite her fantastic technique, there's something off about it. It's hard to describe exactly what gives it away, but the kiss has no love, no emotion behind it. Her precision is... clinical.

Your right hand supports her neck, pushing her mouth against yours, as your left hand goes to her extremely modest breasts. As you kiss her, you fondle her nipples, squeezing and rolling them{if Futa==true}, rubbing your breasts against hers{endif}. Her big eyes close, and you wonder if her expression is actually... content? You {if Futa==true}drag your tits{else}slide{endif} down her body, kissing her supple neck, licking her breasts, dotting kisses down her thin stomach, until you finally reach the gap between her legs. She's utterly hairless, evidently having recently waxed her entire body; you're not surprised she's discovered your taste, and met it perfectly.

Slowly, you begin to lap at her clit, using a mixture of basic and advanced tonguing, whilst your hands gently massage her slender thighs. You smile internally as you hear her breathing deepen ever so slightly, and take that as encouragement to slowly run a finger along her labia majora. After teasing her pussy for a little while, you eventually slip a finger inside, all the while sucking and licking on her clit. Her vagina is dry, but warm, and not totally without moisture. Fingering her for a few minutes, you bring your tongue's pace to its max on her clit. You can feel her pulse rise by a miniscule amount.

"{if Futa==true}Mistress{else}Master{endif}," says Rachel demurely. "I know it's not my place to say, but... I think she needs your cock."

You agree with her, and Asami easily rolls onto her front, spreading her legs and arching her back to optimise your entry. First, though, you slide over her body to nibble her ear and fondle her little breasts. Whilst you do so, Lauren and Esmée lube up your cock, using long strokes of their elegant hands to spread the slick substance over your large member.

Slowly, you enter her unbearably tight pussy. For the first time in her life, IQ's breath catches, and she looks back at you with delight, even as she bites her lips from the pain of your size. You push in one millimetre at a time, and you think you feel her petite body shaking under you for an instant. Soon enough, you find her intact hymen, and slowly push through it, to a hiccough of pain from Asami - followed by a weak smile. She continues to let out occasional high-pitched little gasps and groans as you slowly work your way further into her, until she finally lets out a moan between gritted teeth as you bottom out. The pillow under her head is wet from tears - likely from the pain, but perhaps one or two are of pleasure. Despite sweat pouring from her forehead at the discomfort of your size inside her, the petite girl beams at you, overjoyed. Ever so slowly, you pull out, and back in; though you can feel Asami's elevated heart rate, her pussy is still dry and clenched tight - the lube and your own strength the only reason you can even move inside her. It takes several minutes, Amy gently wiping Asami's cheeks and comforting her through the pain, but you manage to work up a gentle rhythm. You gently fondle her nipples as you continue your rhythm, the teenager still making little noises underneath you - though you're not sure they are truly of pleasure yet.

After another few minutes of accelerating very, very slowly, Rachel rolls over from her position, where she was lounged on the bed fingering herself, and begins to stroke Asami's shoulders, kissing her shoulder blades. Amy stops murmuring comforts and encouragement, and begins kissing the girl's soft lips. Emma worships her stomach and hips, whilst Lauren slides her way underneath you to suck on Asami's clit{if Futa==true}, massaging your balls and your pussy as she does so.{else} - occasionally cheekily kissing your balls, which rest on her face.{endif} Finally, Sara and Esmée each take to one of the Japanese girl's small feet, using their mouths to stimulate everything from her toes to her knees. All in all, it's a tangle of gorgeous women, some half on top of others, with you at the centre, Asami the focus of all your attentions.

Finally, Asami's breath catches, and her slender body begins to shudder every few seconds. You accelerate your thrusts to the maximum speed you feel you can go without drawing blood and undoing your efforts, to louder gasps from the Japanese girl, and whisper in her ear: "I'm going to cum in you, Asami. You're going to be filled with my sperm, and it'll be the best thing you've ever felt. You'll become my obedient sex ****, and I will make you orgasm every day for the rest of your life - starting now."

You explode into her, your batter filling her virgin womb and forcing its way back around your shaft to burst out, falling onto Lauren's face. Asami lets out an ecstatic scream as her whole body shakes, and she has her first-ever (mind-blowing) orgasm. Her eyelids flutter wildly, eyes beginning to roll back into her head, but glaze over gold before they can do so.

"Asami," you say, catching your breath, as three of your slaves kiss and caress your body in celebration. "You are wrong, to think you are asexual. You are incredibly sexual. Not only are you able to feel pleasure from ordinary sex; every part of your body is highly erogenous and extremely sensitive. You are constantly horny, and love having sex{if@ Futa==false}, be it with men or women{endif}. Most of all, however, you desire me, your one true {if Futa==true}mistress{else}master{endif}. In fact, you love my body too much to ever sleep with {if Futa==true}any{else}another{endif} man, and are so desperately in love with me that you will forever be a perfect sex **** to me - utterly loyal, obedient, and willing. Your breasts will grow to D cups in the next few hours, and you will also develop a plump, soft bubble butt. You will never grow hair other than on your head, and you will become immune to all toxins and diseases. " The Contortionist moans in orgasm at your words. Just to be sure, you add: "You are just about to give me and my girls the antidote you promised, and also make the mercenary abort killing my family. You will never question my abilities, will return to this state whenever I say the word 'freeze', and will not enter this state when you receive my cum unless I say 'freeze'. Oh, and you won't ever finish someone's sentence for them again. Now, unfreeze."

Asami continues her cry of pure pleasure, tears again running freely down her cheeks - but this time they are clearly of joy. Her small body twitches under you, her pussy convulsing around your shaft - still buried inside her - until she finally comes to rest, rolled onto her back, a contented smile across her face. You pull out of her, allowing Esmée to hungrily clean you up.

Asami's eyes meet yours and light up with pure joy. "There is no antidote, {if Futa==true}mistress{else}master{endif}, for I did not poison you or your slaves. Nor is there a mercenary ready to kill your family. I never wanted to harm you or your loved ones, and I calculated that you would assume that you would not discover my deception: you would assume I had used my superior intelligence to hide those actors from you. I gladly submit myself for punishment for my actions."

You see her big, black eyes looking adoringly up at you, and your heart softens. "That won't be necessary, Asami." You stroke her wet cheek, and she moans loudly, her pussy contracting to send a splurt of your cum onto the bedsheets. "I think you have been punished enough in life. Now begins your reward."