Ultraslut's debut

Gemini prepared her to meet her {if Futa==true}Mistress{else}Master{endif}. They stripped the stained rags from her body, the last remnants of a forgotten life. They washed her body, which despite weeks of captivity had not lost any of its curves, its muscles, its beauty. They applied makeup to her: black lipstick, eyeshadow, mascara. Merely washing her hair restored it to a glossy river of gold. And they dressed her in black lingerie. Evelyn liked it. She felt... dirty. Nasty. Like a hot, alluring, slut.

Perfect, in other words.

Her heart was in her mouth the whole time as they brought her back to the surface. She recognised the hallway as they approached the mansion's atrium. A memory surfaced, of the time that she had confronted {if Futa==true}Mikaela{else}Michael{endif} as an enemy, how she had to be dragged kicking and screaming in order to prevent her from running away. They felt like someone else's memories. She couldn't fathom why she had resisted so much. How could she not have realised how perfect {if Futa==true}she was? How wonderful it would be to be her ****? One only had to look at her{else}he was? How wonderful it would be to be his ****? One only had to look at his{endif} harem to see it.

Emma beckoned to her, and Evelyn strode into the atrium, towards the colossal, regal bed that now occupied the centre of the room. She strode with confidence, a smirk on her face. {if@ Images==true}

{endif}{if Futa==true}The room was filled with girls, and cameras broadcasting to the rest of the world, but she knew none could compare to her beauty. None of them could ever be more devoted, more loving, better-serving of their mistress than she. It simply wasn't possible. And knowing that she was superior to them gave her a dark pleasure. However, they were all forgotten the moment her eyes locked onto the figure standing in front of the bed: Mikaela Abbott.

She wore a gorgeous maroon dress, perfectly fitting her elegant, sensual, powerful form. She was just as perfect, just as beautiful, just as sexy as she remembered. And so much more. She saw her, and could only think of kneeling before her. Worshipping her. Pleasuring her. Doing whatever she desired. The thoughts crowded her mind, her breathing heavy with anticipation.

She fell to her knees in front of her. The scent was intoxicating; it was hard to focus. Hard to speak.

"Mikaela," she gasped. "Mistress. Please, accept me as your ****. Let me serve you, unconditionally, unreservedly, with every part of my body, mind, and soul. I love you. I need you. I beg you, make me your ****."

There was a beat of silence. Evelyn didn't dare look at her. She couldn't. The mere possibility that she might say 'no', no matter how tiny, was close to breaking her. Tears welled in her eyes.

"What's your name?" Her voice was smooth, seductive, addictive. She savoured it.

"I am your Ultraslut, Mistress," she said, daring to raise her head, to look at her, to express her dedication. "I am your most faithful servant, your most devout follower, your most committed lover. If you will have me."

Another torturous moment of silence. Then she said, "Yes. I will." Evelyn exhaled with relief, and gasped with exhilaration. "You are mine, Evelyn. You belong to me. My loyal ****. My perfect Ultraslut."

"Yes, yes, yes," she groaned, biting her lip as she looked at her with pure adoration and gratitude. "Thank you Mistress. I promise to be your best ****. Your most fantastic ****. Whatever you want, I'll do it." She took a few breaths, her gaze wandering down her curves to stop at the middle of her dress, the pent-up desires and dreams of the past week suddenly coming to the forefront of her mind. She looked back to her face. "Please, Mistress... fuck me. Let me suck your cock. Let me eat your pussy. Then take me. Punish me for my past transgressions against you. Purify me so I can proudly proclaim to be yours."

"I will," smiled her mistress. Two girls came to slip off her dress, sensually removing it without her needing to lift a finger. Evelyn stared at her body. It was... magnificent. Strong, sexy, perfect. And when she saw her futanari cock in the flesh - veiny, throbbing, huge - she almost came right then and there. "Now suck my cock like a true Ultraslut."
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She didn't need telling twice. The former heroine threw herself onto Mikaela's cock, and sucked for all she was worth. After a few seconds she was able to fight her instincts, and put into practice some of her learnings. Her tongue hungrily slathered her shaft in her saliva, greedily swallowing every drop of exquisite precum. Her black lips slid up and down his length, stretched to their maximum by her girth. She had used the replica dildo to imagine so many times to imagine that she was sucking this dick. But this was better than that by orders of magnitude. It was hot, pulsing. The taste was fantastic. But the sensation of feeling truly subservient to her, dominated by this big beast invading her soft mouth, was even better. She **** her lips further down her shaft, the tip pushing into her throat. She didn't gag, or ****, just took her deeper. She was Ultraslut, after all.

Finally, she managed to make it all the way to the base. She could feel the behemoth stretching her oesophagus wide, twitching in her throat. She loved it. She looked up at her Mistress, and tried to show with her eyes how happy she was. How this was everything she had ever wanted - even if she hadn't known it for a while. How truly devoted she was to her.

She drew back up, and sucked her cock a bit more, lavishing it with her tongue, scraping her teeth along its rock-hard surface. As her passion built, she thought less, and did more, sucking him with supernatural strength. It began to blur together. She licked her tip a bit. Blowed her. Deepthroated her. Again and again. More vigorously with each passing second. She was so horny. She was **** to rub her pussy, but she couldn't stop herself from squeezing her huge, beautiful balls. She wanted this cock in her mouth for the rest of her life. She wanted to suck on it forever. She pushed the shaft deep into her throat, her moans turning into vibrations along her rod. She face-fucked herself, degraded herself, **** to show her submission, her devotion, her adoration of this glorious cock, and her inimitable mistress.

She didn't know how long she did that for, but all too soon she felt Mistress's cock throbbing in her mouth. She locked her lips even tighter around her girth, chest heaving with anticipation.

She came down her throat. She felt it pulsing along the length, before being released into her hungry stomach. Jet after jet of hot jizz, with the **** and volume of a fire hose. She came instantly, groaning like a whore into the meat that stifled her. Her body quivered, shaking with the **** of her orgasm, with the sheer euphoria of receiving her cum. Mikaela pulled back into her mouth, and a single spurt instantly filled it. It tasted a hundred times better than anything on earth; better than ambrosia, the food of the gods. She swallowed it down greedily, but couldn't quite keep up, and semen spurted from her nose, drooling from her mouth, coating her face. All the time she kept swallowing, ravenously, desperately, until at long last, her mistress finished.

It took several swallows to empty her mouth, and Evelyn took several gasping breaths so she wouldn't black out. Then she licked her lips, scooping up the thick layer of batter with her tongue and greedily swallowing it, before doing the same with her hands wherever her tongue couldn't reach. It was on her cheeks, her chin, her shoulders, her tits. She gathered every drop, all the time gazing gratefully, reverently up at her mistress. "Th-thank you," she croaked.

"We're not done yet," smirked Mikaela dangerously, and Evelyn's heart swelled with love as she roughly grabbed her, shoving her onto her back on the bed. She saw powerful thighs straddling her. She looked up and saw a dripping futa cock, a huge pair of futa testicles, and a beautiful, dripping futa pussy, positioned right over her face. She saw what her mistress was about to do. And she was breathless just thinking about it.

Mikaela sat on her face. It felt so good. This was where she belonged. With her mistress's perfect ass pressing against her face. She licked and sucked and ate Mikaela's pussy with wild abandon. It tasted heavenly. It was addictive. She wanted to lie there in the darkness and eat pussy forever. She felt Mikaela's heavy balls on her neck. She felt her thick cock like a hot, lead cylinder, resting between her breasts. She felt hands groping her tits, pinching her nipples. She hoped they were her mistress's, but she didn't care if they weren't. She just pushed her tongue deeper and deeper into Mikaela's pussy, trying to lick every drop of those delicious juices. She didn't know how long it went on for. She wished it could last forever. But eventually she felt her mistress's body shaking above her. And suddenly a deluge of juices fell onto her face, into her waiting mouth. She swallowed it up, cumming herself, trembling beneath the weight that pinned her body down. She had never imagined she would feel such pleasure from the sheer act of submitting. Of serving.

She could have laid there forever. But, sadly, Mikaela got off her, and Evelyn just lay there, chest heaving, occasionally licking the delicious juice from her face. She looked down at herself and saw that Mikaela's orgasm had caused her to ejaculate, coating Ultraslut's taut stomach with white gunk. She smiled dazedly.

Standing before her was her mistress. Her futa body was slick with sweat, and it looked better than ever. Her heavy breasts glistened with every rise and fall of her shapely shoulders. Evelyn looked at her mistress's naked form, and her desire was instantly re-ignited. Mikaela stepped forward, grabbed her waist, and roughly flipped the **** over. Ultraslut let out a happy squeak of surprise. She felt her hands gripping her hips, her rock-hard tip teasing apart her labia, poking at her entrance. "Please. Mistress. Fuck me," she gasped.

Her cock pushed into her entrance. It felt so big, even bigger than between her breasts, even bigger than in her mouth, stretching her to the point where it was just slightly painful. Ultraslut hadn't felt actual pain for years, since her powers. It was electric.

Far too soon, she met resistance. She felt mistress pushing against her hymen.

"So it really is true," Mikaela chuckled. "The second-sexiest girl in the world is a virgin."

Her words filled Ultraslut with a strange mixture of shame and pride. Shame, at the prude she had once been, the woman who had felt no romance was worth her time. Pride, because she had been right. She could only ever love one person, and now she would be the first and only cock to ever fuck her superhuman pussy.

"Please," she moaned softly. "Take my virginity, Mistress. Claim my purity for yourself. Make me yours, your ****, your Ultraslut."

She rammed her cock in with sudden ****, her hymen breaking before her python, sending electric shocks throughout her body. The penis filled her vagina, stretching her beyond what she had ever thought possible. She gasped, her breath catching again and again, whimpering as she struggled to adjust to Mikaela's size. She loved it. She loved her.

And she fucked her. Slow, powerful thrusts at first, that made her whole body shake, breasts bouncing against the bedsheets. She whimpered each time her tip hit her cervix. Then she gradually accelerated, holding firmly onto Evelyn's taut waist as she pounded her with a smooth, dominant strength that no man could ever match. She had never imagined sex would feel so good. Her pussy was the perfect sheath for her sword - hot, wet, and exactly tight enough, squeezing her unyielding, rock-hard shaft with supernatural strength. She felt completed. Ascended. This was where she belonged. Her body shaking with every thrust, every impact of her thighs against her butt. Her pussy stretched beyond limits she didn't know existed, until today.

She lost track of time. Her cock was like a ****. She couldn't think - only experience pleasure beyond anything a normal human could tolerate. She came on her cock more times than she could count, and Mikaela didn't slow for even a moment. Her eyes rolled back into her head, tongue hanging from her mouth, resting against the bedsheets, which were wet with drool. But it had to end eventually. Mistress's rhythm changed, and Evelyn was dimly aware that it was close. Finally, she slammed her cock deeper into her pussy than ever before, causing her blue eyes to fly open, as she exploded directly into her womb.

Evelyn came like she had never cum before. When she had been bound, and Mistress told her to orgasm, she had thought that pleasure was unsurpassable. But this put that to shame. Her mind exploded, thoughts and rationality obliterated, consumed by sheer, blissful ecstasy. Her body convulsed, back arching, pussy clenching hard enough to crush a normal man's penis into pieces, squeezing every drop of Mikaela's cum from her shaft. But she could barely process it, overwhelmed as every nerve in her body fired simultaneously, lighting her brain up brighter than a fireworks night. Eventually the pleasure subsided, and she became of the futa cock still twitching with every spurt into her cunt. She could feel the batter oozing out of her pussy and down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath her navel. Finally she stopped, and slowly withdrew. It felt terrible to lose that incredible fullness, but the warm glow in her abdomen made up for it. A warm, full glow, like Ultraslut could feel the virility of his cum. She knew she had impregnated her. That Mikaela's child now grew within her.

Tears spilled from her eyes. She wept unreservedly. Mikaela's newest ****, the future mother of her child, was the happiest woman alive.{else}The room was filled with girls, and cameras broadcasting to the rest of the world, but she knew none could compare to her beauty. None of them could ever be more devoted, more loving, better-serving of their master than she. It simply wasn't possible. And knowing that she was superior to them gave her a dark pleasure. However, they were all forgotten the moment her eyes locked onto the figure standing in front of the bed: Michael Abbott.

He wore a striking maroon suit, perfectly fitting his powerful form. He was just as perfect, just as handsome, just as sexy as she remembered. And so much more. She saw him, and could only think of kneeling before him. Worshipping him. Pleasuring him. Doing whatever he desired. The thoughts crowded her mind, her breathing heavy with anticipation.

She fell to her knees in front of him. His scent was intoxicating; it was hard to focus. Hard to speak.

"Michael," she gasped. "Master. Please, accept me as your ****. Let me serve you, unconditionally, unreservedly, with every part of my body, mind, and soul. I love you. I need you. I beg you, make me your ****."

There was a beat of silence. Evelyn didn't dare look at him. She couldn't. The mere possibility that he might say 'no', no matter how tiny, was close to breaking her. Tears welled in her eyes.

"What's your name?" His voice was smooth, masculine, addictive. She savoured it.

"I am your Ultraslut, Master," she said, daring to raise her head, to look at him, to express her dedication. "I am your most faithful servant, your most devout follower, your most committed lover. If you will have me."

Another torturous moment of silence. Then he said, "Yes. I will." She exhaled with relief, and gasped with exhilaration. "You are mine, Evelyn. You belong to me. My loyal ****. My perfect Ultraslut."

"Yes, yes, yes," she groaned, biting her lip as she looked at him with pure adoration and gratitude. "Thank you Master. I promise to be your best ****. Your most fantastic ****. Whatever you want, I'll do it." She took a few breaths, her gaze wandering down his chest to stop at his crotch, the pent-up desires and dreams of the past week suddenly coming to the forefront of her mind. She looked back to his face. "Please, Master... fuck me. Let me suck your cock. Then take me. Punish me for my past transgressions against you. Purify me so I can proudly proclaim to be yours."

"I will," smiled her master. Two girls came to undo his belt, sensually relieving him of his clothes without him needing to lift a finger. Evelyn stared at his body. It was... magnificent. Powerful, chiselled, perfect. And when she saw his manhood in the flesh - veiny, throbbing, huge - she almost came right then and there. "Now suck my cock like a true Ultraslut."
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She didn't need telling twice. The former heroine threw herself onto Michael's cock, and sucked for all she was worth. After a few seconds she was able to fight her instincts, and put into practice some of her learnings. Her tongue hungrily slathered his shaft in her saliva, greedily swallowing every drop of exquisite precum. Her black lips slid up and down his length, stretched to their maximum by his girth. She had used the replica dildo to imagine so many times that she was sucking this dick. But this was better than that by orders of magnitude. It was hot, pulsing. The taste was fantastic. But the sensation of feeling truly subservient to him, dominated by this big beast invading her soft mouth, was even better. She **** her lips further down his shaft, his tip pushing into her throat. She didn't gag, or ****, just took him deeper. She was Ultraslut, after all.

Finally, she managed to make it all the way to the base. She could feel his behemoth stretching her oesophagus wide, twitching in her throat. She loved it. She looked up at him, and tried to show with her eyes how happy she was. How this was everything she had ever wanted - even if she hadn't known it for a while. How truly devoted she was to him.

She drew back up, and sucked his cock a bit more, lavishing it with her tongue, scraping her teeth along its rock-hard surface. As her passion built, she thought less, and did more, sucking him with supernatural strength. It began to blur together. She licked his tip a bit. Blowed him. Deepthroated him. Again and again. More vigorously with each passing second. She was so horny. She was **** to rub her pussy, but she couldn't stop herself from squeezing his huge, beautiful balls. She wanted this cock in her mouth for the rest of her life. She wanted to suck on it forever. She pushed his shaft deep into her throat, her moans turning into vibrations along his rod. She face-fucked herself, degraded herself, **** to show her submission, her devotion, her adoration of this glorious cock, and her inimitable master.

She didn't know how long she did that for, but all too soon she felt his cock throbbing in her mouth. She locked her lips even tighter around his girth, chest heaving with anticipation.

He came down her throat. She felt it pulsing along his length, before being released into her hungry stomach. Jet after jet of hot jizz, with the **** and volume of a fire hose. She came instantly, groaning like a whore into the meat that stifled her. Her body quivered, shaking with the **** of her orgasm, with the sheer euphoria of receiving his cum. He pulled back into her mouth, and a single spurt instantly filled it. It tasted a hundred times better than anything on earth; better than ambrosia, the food of the gods. She swallowed it down greedily, but couldn't quite keep up, and his semen spurted from her nose, drooling from her mouth, coating her face. All the time she kept swallowing, ravenously, desperately, until at long last, he finished.

It took several swallows to empty her mouth, and Evelyn took several gasping breaths before she blacked out. Then she licked her lips, scooping up the thick layer of batter with her tongue and greedily swallowing it, before doing the same with her hands wherever her tongue couldn't reach. It was on her cheeks, her chin, her shoulders, her tits. She gathered every drop, all the time gazing gratefully, reverently up at her master. "Th-thank you," she croaked.

"We're not done yet," grinned Michael savagely, and Evelyn's heart swelled with love as he roughly grabbed her, shoving her face-first onto the bed. She felt his hands gripping her hips, his tip teasing apart her labia, poking at her entrance. She had never felt so needy, so turned-on in her life, not even after those weeks of orgasm denial. "Please. Master. Fuck me," she said simply.

His cock pushed into her entrance. It felt so big, even bigger than in her mouth, stretching her to the point where it was just slightly painful. Ultraslut hadn't felt actual pain for years, since her powers. It was electric.

Far too soon, he met resistance. She felt him pushing against her hymen.

"So it really is true," Michael chuckled. "The sexiest girl in the world is a virgin."

His words filled her with a strange mixture of shame and pride. Shame, at the prude she had once been, the woman who had felt no man was worth her time. Pride, because she had been right. She could only ever love one man, and now he would be the first and only cock to ever fuck her superhuman pussy.

"Please," she moaned softly. "Take my virginity, Master. Claim my purity for yourself. Make me yours, your ****, your Ultraslut."

He rammed his cock in with sudden ****, her hymen breaking before his python, sending electric shocks throughout her body. His penis filled her vagina, stretching her beyond what she had ever thought possible. She gasped, her breath catching again and again, whimpering as she struggled to adjust to his size. She loved it. She loved him.

And he fucked her. Slow, powerful thrusts at first, that made her whole body shake, breasts bouncing against the bedsheets. She whimpered each time his tip hit her cervix. Then he gradually accelerated, holding firmly onto her taut waist as he pounded her with a smooth, dominant strength that no man could ever match. She had never imagined sex would feel so good. Her pussy was the perfect sheath for his sword - hot, wet, and exactly tight enough, squeezing his unyielding, rock-hard shaft with supernatural strength. She felt completed. Ascended. This was where she belonged. Her body shaking with every thrust, every impact of his thighs against her butt. Her pussy stretched beyond limits she didn't know existed, until today.

She lost track of time. His cock was like a ****. She couldn't think - only experience pleasure beyond anything a normal human could tolerate. She came on his cock more times than she could count, and he didn't slow for even a moment. Her eyes rolled back into her head, tongue hanging from her mouth, resting against the bedsheets, which were wet with drool. But it had to end eventually. His rhythm changed, and Evelyn was dimly aware that it was close. Finally, he slammed his cock deeper into her pussy than ever before, causing her blue eyes to fly open, as he exploded directly into her womb.

Evelyn came like she had never cum before. When she had been bound, and he told her to orgasm, she had thought that pleasure was unsurpassable. But this put that to shame. Her mind exploded, thoughts and rationality obliterated, consumed by sheer, blissful ecstasy. Her body convulsed, back arching, pussy clenching hard enough to crush a normal man's penis into pieces, squeezing every drop of Michael's cum from his shaft. But she could barely process it, overwhelmed as every nerve in her body fired simultaneously, lighting her brain up brighter than a fireworks night. Eventually the pleasure subsided, and she became of his cock still twitching with every spurt into her cunt. She could feel the batter oozing out of her pussy and down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath her navel. Finally he stopped, and slowly withdrew. It felt terrible to lose that incredible fullness, but the warm glow in her abdomen made up for it. A warm, full glow, like Ultraslut could feel the virility of his cum. She knew he had impregnated her. That his child now grew within her.

Tears spilled from her eyes. She wept unreservedly. Michael's newest ****, the future mother of his child, was the happiest woman alive.{endif}