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You double over in ecstasy, your balls throbbing powerfully as your orgasm begins to wane and yet your prick remains as rigid as ever, eager to take her for round two. After all, who could possibly resist a second helping of ice cream?

"You're so damn sexy, Neo," you groan as you continue pumping her little body, her eyes widening in awe at your stamina.

She gasps out on every entry, eyes falling heavy lidded in bliss as you churn her insides into a frothy mess. Reaching around to her rear, you grasp her by the ass and pull her into your lap as you sit down in a lotus position, all the while rutting against her hips madly. In a moment of clarity, she reaches down to grip the hem of your shirt and roughly yanks it up and over your head. Drinking in the sight of your muscles, she runs her hands lustfully over your physique, sending shivers down your spine. Once more she leans forward to kiss you, her mouth plundering yours as your tongues coil together in a sensual dance. Her body shudders with mind-numbing pleasure, hips jerking against you on every thrust as she chases after another orgasm. You weren't far behind her as you feel a second load bubbling to the surface.

Neo seems to notice the impending orgasm and reaches down between you to rub at her clit furiously, desperately squeezing down on your prick with a pussy eager to get more of your cream. You oblige her with a grunt of satisfaction, driving her down upon you as you fire your second load against her cervix. Feeling the scalding hot liquid splashing into her insides seems to be what she needs to crest over the edge and by the time the third volley has pumped itself through your shaft, she's madly squirting in your lap.

"Fuuuuuck...!" she squeaks in a long, drawn out whisper that made your cock as hard as iron while she soaks the both of you in feminine juices.

Falling still, you pant heavily for breath as you cradle your petite lover in your arms, your cock still twitching randomly with dribbles of cum. Neo seems to appreciate the lull of activity and drops her head into the crook of your neck, gasping for breath as she shakes in the afterglow of her strongest orgasm of the night.

"What do you say we get cleaned up?" you suggest with a raspy voice.

She nods weakly against your shoulder and shifts to remove herself from your grasp, but you stop her by holding on tightly.

"I said we'll be getting cleaned up, not stopping," you tease her with a smirk. "Besides, I think you'll enjoy what I have in mind."

She gives you a wide eyed expression, shocked that you still weren't deflating in her messy pussy. No doubt your stamina eclipsed all of her other partners, and you had every intention of making sure she'd never forget it. Keeping a secure grip on her plump rear, you shift and swing your legs over the edge of the table then stand with her clinging to you for dear life. Out of reflex, she throws her arms around your neck for stability while gravity sits her down snugly upon your shaft.

After kicking your pants off your legs, you carry her to the sliding glass door leading out to the penthouse's impressive balcony. You pull the door open with your free hand, inviting the cooler night air to brush against your naked bodies. She shivers from the sudden chill, a stark contrast to the sweltering and musky interior of the penthouse. She had little to be concerned of however as you strode to the jacuzzi. A wave of your hand not only switches on the jets but you also add a little Godly touch to instantly heat the water to that of a freshly drawn bath. Tentatively, you step into the steaming waters and sit down amongst the swirling bubbles, your sigh of relief echoed by the little temptress in your arms.

"Much better, don't you think?" you ask as you settle against a jet.

She nods in appreciation and smiles lovingly. Her kiss this time is much more subdued and sensual, her soft hands cupping your face much like a lover would. Indeed this round would be focused more on sensation than raw lust. Her hips lazily roll against yours during your make out session, happy to set the pace with an erotic ride. She leaves no movement wasted, intent on feeling every inch of your body. Hands wandered across your flesh as did a constant peppering of kisses, her attentiveness displaying a level of devotion that would drive Emerald mad with jealousy. Then again, it probably wouldn't take much convincing this time to get her to join in.

Neo seems to notice your mind wandering elsewhere and decides to punish you by roughly tweaking your nipple between her fingernails. The sudden shock of pain rips your thoughts away from your Little Gem, reminding you of the woman in your lap right now. Now that she has your attention, she fixes you with a huffing pout and pointedly squeezes down upon the base of your dick like a vice that bordered on painful, her non-verbal way of demanding "Hey, pay attention to me."

"Ok ok, I won't do it again. I'm sorry," you chuckle nervously, the pressure on your shaft growing greater by the second.

Seemingly satisfied with your answer, she gives you her trademark smirk and resumes her rocking, little squeaks of pleasure leaking out of her throat while her eyes fluttered closed. Content to let her have her way with you, you lie your head back against the edge of the tub and muse on your impossible blessing of good fortune.

Barely a month ago you were nobody. Just a hapless and single college dropout working a dead-end 9-5 job in a rundown apartment whose rent alone devoured more than half of your monthly income. You drifted far from your family, spending most of your free time playing video games and fantasizing about living other lives, lives that were far beyond your reach. After all, your fictional self had beaten the Covenant, completed the National Pokedex, saved Skyrim on no less than eight different occasions, and conquered the Burning Hells on Torment Lvl 8. What did IRL you have to talk about before now? Nothing comparable to such examples of heroism and renown.

Then God happened. The Lord truly did work in mysterious ways as he had chosen to gift you seemingly out of the blue with His power, a power you used to escape your old and miserable life. Perhaps someday you would return home once your powers had returned to their proper glory, use those powers to save your world or conquer it; you had yet to decide. Only one thing was certain; bliss. You would spend the next century not only indulging in all the worldly pleasures your old self was denied but becoming a true symbol of Hope and Prosperity to a world that has known nothing but a persistent nightmare.

Such thoughts brought you back to the little ball of sex currently grinding herself into your lap. Neo was certainly an experienced lover, her footjob at the massage table made this an irrefutable certainty, and it left you curious why she would spend so much time devoting herself to skills more befitting a courtesan than a Huntress or even thief. Perhaps you would ask her when your night neared its conclusion? Either way, you set your mind back at the task at hand as her movements became more rough and sporadic. The rhythmic clenching of her pussy walls signaled she was nearing a third orgasm and you wanted to meet her there.

Grasping her by her plump rear once more, you aid her humping by driving her down onto your prick as you race to your own completion. Her squeaks rise to moans, moans that always succeeded in sending your blood into a boil. She was supposed to be a mute yet your ecstasy induced rutting **** her to abandon such principals, confirming she stayed quiet due to a more mental difficulty rather than a physiological one. Oh well. If rumbling orgasms were what she needed to heal, you would gladly provide the prescription.

"Are you going to cum again, Neo?" you whisper into her ear.

"Y-yes..." she meekly replies.

Her voice again. She spoke to you freely even if she struggled to say that one word.

"Do you want me to cum with you?"

She nods eagerly, burying her face into the crook of your neck.

"Where do you want my cum?"

She pulls back to look in your eyes as you challenge her to talk, your face waiting expectantly for her answer but she finds herself unable to speak again. The smoldering look you were giving her coupled with putting her on the spot to speak seemed to have set a new, mental roadblock. Instead she tries to distract herself by rocking her hips faster and turning the jacuzzi waters into a choppy mess, but you put a stop to that with a firm grasp on her hips. She struggles in your grip, trying desperately to resume thrusting but to no avail, and to make matters worse, you snake your thumb forward to press teasingly against her swollen clit, driving her to madness with pleasure and backing off only when she was near the breaking point; so close to the edge yet so far.

"Talk to me Neo," you beg. "I know you can speak now. I want to hear it. I want you to tell me where you want my cum."

Neo shakes her head frantically in a no as she clenches her eyes shut, her grip on your shoulders digging her fingernails into your skin. You wanted to help this girl heal, help her overcome her handicap. Such a melodious voice shouldn't be sheltered from the world, but even if it was it shouldn't be sheltered from you. Her eyes beg you to let her cum, beg you not to make her talk, eyes filled with worry as if your desires for her voice were causing her pain. A quick scan of her feelings confirmed such. You didn't want that, not even by a long shot. You run your fingers gently up her back in an attempt to soothe her, your hand lifting to trace her neck and then cup her cheek. The tender action causes her to open those gorgeous heterochromia eyes of hers and when she does, you lean forward to give her a loving kiss. She melts in your arms.

"I don't know why you don't want to talk," you say as you break the kiss, refusing to read her mind out of respect for her privacy. "I don't know what happened in your past to make you like this, but it's ok now. Whatever hurt you can't hurt you anymore. Your voice is so beautiful, you're so beautiful. You don't have to hide it anymore."

She bites her lip hard between her teeth, eyes watering as tears threaten to spill. You could tell your words were having an effect on her.

"Let it go, Neo. Let tonight be the start of a new chapter in your life."

She lunges forward to embrace you, whimpering into your ears as she struggles to form a coherent sentence.

"P..." she starts, her voice quivering. "Puh... lease."

You resume your rocking ever so slightly as a reward for that tiny step forward, but you remain subdued as you patiently wait for the rest.

"I-in..." she gasps, matching your rhythm. "I-... i-insi... siiiide."

That was all you needed to here. You drive into her full speed ahead, making her squeeze tightly onto you as she took your pounding. Words came with difficulty, but screams of lust came with perfect ease. She cries out in ecstasy into the night air as orgasm overtakes her shaking body. Nails rake into your back and teeth sink into your shoulder as she vainly tries to muffle her screaming, yet you continue thrusting away into her milking womanhood. One thrust, two, three... bliss. You hilt yourself and hold steady, filling her for the third time that night. With it came that same transfer of power that had occurred with Pyrrha and Emerald. You begin to wonder; would this happen with every girl you'd lay with or just with a select few who held a special place in your heart? But if it was the latter, then why hasn't it yet occurred with Glynda? After all, she was going to be the first mother of your children. Whatever the case, you're unable to entertain the thought further, not right now in your current state. The heat of the jacuzzi, the massaging caresses of the jets, the prickling of pain from Neo's nails and teeth, and of course the crushing pressure of an orgasming pussy surrounding your spurting shaft... it was a myriad of sensations that strained your own mental state.

Being the third load of the night did nothing to lessen your virility. In fact, the totality of circumstance seemed to have driven your libido higher than before, and despite the fresh air you could still feel the aphrodisiac of the candles pumping through your bloodstream. The both of you twitch together as the long minutes tick by, neither of you able to muster the strength to move. All you could do was sit and catch your breath, your manhood finally losing its girth and shrinking within Neo's grasp until at last it slipped free, letting your spent loads spill out and wash down the drain.

"Bed..." she whispers lethargically, her eyes fluttering closed in exhaustion.

Yeah, bed sounded like a good idea. You will your strength back into your limbs, at least as much as you could do in your spent state and carry her bridal style out of the jacuzzi. Dripping wet, you pad back into the penthouse, ignoring the heady aroma of sex still prevalent in the living area. As you cross the threshold into the bedroom, you take a moment to peel away Neo's waterlogged stockings from her feet, absentmindedly letting them hit the floor with a wet plop. When you approach the bed, you use your powers of telekinesis to peel back the blankets since both of your arms were occupied with the now sleeping girl. Who could blame her after the night you just put her through? It didn't look like she was going to let go of you anytime soon either.

Resigning yourself to your predicament, you climb into bed with her clinging to your larger frame, seeking warmth from the cold air and humming contentedly as you pull the covers over both of you. One last mental command shuts off the lights and extinguishes the candles, as well as shielding the door with a spell to turn away anymore guests or housekeepers, and within a few minutes you felt sleep overtaking you as well. It was truly a night well spent and you were eager to get some shut eye, though for some reason you couldn't shake the feeling that you were forgetting something...

"Stupid Master... stupid... ice cream slut," muttered Emerald as her hands worked furiously over her soaking pussy as she laid sprawled out on her bed completely nude. "Stupid... stupid... he did this to me on... fuuuuuck... on purpose... and then left me here while... oh GOD! I can't cum... I can't... cum! Why can't I cum?!"

She clenched her thighs together and curled up into the fetal position in a vain attempt to quell the throbbing heat. It did nothing.

"He'll pay for this..." she mutters in a shuddering heap. "I'll make him beg me to stop... I'll drain him dry until he's nothing but... a wrinkled old husk."

In spite of her frustrations, she couldn't stop her hand forcing its way between her legs once more. Maybe if she kept trying, she'd finally get that release she needed? Only time would tell.

"God damn it..."