The Punishments are Stacking up

Nuwa had run into a spot of trouble. The ping timer on Gem Ladies was highly irregular. Sometimes it was a short time and sometimes there might be no pings for hours, like last night. She hadn’t expected two rounds of Gem Ladies to come up so close together, so in the middle of resolving her Slutty Professional, Level 3 Punishment.. she got a ping.

Sighing, Nuwa pulled out her [Smartphone] and started the Gem Ladies App while waiting for Ash to take another short shower. It loaded up straight to The Punishments Board, which now read:

1 . 000000 000000000

2 . 000000 000000000

3 . 000000 000000000

4 . 1-Up

5 . Gaze Oversensitivity

6 . Equal Opportunity Activist

7 . A G00D CHR1$T14N UPBR1NG1NG

8 . Anger Management

9 . Bodily Fluid Fad - New!

10 . Forgiveness is a Virtue, Level 1 - New!

11 . Whack-a-dong - New!

~1x Eraser (choose wisely!)

‘Ugh.. an entire three new Punishments. That Anger Management Punishment really ruined me. My horniness increases with my anger. I can already tell that the Bodily Fluid Fad Punishment makes my clothes itch if I don’t have cum on my skin. Forgiveness is a Virtue.. does that make me more forgiving? Well.. the Bible does say to turn the other cheek, so I don’t see the problem with a little forgiveness. It makes sense. I can only hope the Whack-a-dong Punishment isn’t too rough.’

Resolving her Slutty Professional Punishment gave Nuwa control over all forms of office wear, even the most luxurious kinds. That’s where her classy lace garments came from. Even though she couldn’t be bothered about wearing underwear, she realized it was important to protect her extremities from potential skin-to-genital contact.

‘Now, what the hell happened back there? I was trying to resolve the Slutty Professional Punishment and prepared to go pretty far, but then Ash started treating me like a cheap slut. I distinctly remember that angering me, but he eventually pushed me away and I realized it was ME pushing myself on HIM! He even apologized.. I simply had to forgive him. These Punishments are really getting to my head and making me do things I would never do. I was raised better than this!’

Nuwa’s naughty subordinate exited the bathroom with a remorseful face. Nodding to herself, Nuwa thought, ‘Good.. it looks like he’s reflecting on his wrongdoings.’ He winced slightly with pain. ‘Ah.. I must have been a little harsh on him earlier.’ Nuwa approached Ash and tapped his shoulder, only for him to wince even harder. “Oops, sorry. I forgot I bit you deep there. Anyway, are you ready to go?”

Ash was dressed up now in a dressy v-neck sweater and khakis. He didn’t want to look sloppy or unfit next to Nuwa. With a strangely eager expression, he said, “Ready.”

Nuwa started out the door while explaining the situation, “I have one other direct subordinate, Ben. Having crash landed in this dimension just yesterday, I haven’t had much time to establish my presence, nor do I want to be too ostentatious. The Organizational Meeting will be wherever he is right now.”

The short boy followed a step or two behind Nuwa and asked, “Okay. Where is he now?”

She felt his eyes groping her ass and replied, “I don’t know exactly, but because I swallowed an entire one of his cumshots, I can find him in a radius of 500 km for the next week. There was no time to exchange contact information.”

There was a grinding sound from behind her. Nuwa turned around to see Ash looking vaguely indignant. “Does that displease you, Ash?” His eyes hit the ground. They got in the elevator and Nuwa continued, “Lest you think of me poorly, I will assure you in advance that my current cum-only diet serves a holy purpose.” Seeing that his mouth was now wide open, Nuwa smirked. This was the kind of reaction she enjoyed teasing out of others.

The boy had approached her and began to **** her tits. Nuwa looked down at her own chest being gently kneaded and the previously stored cum on her breasts thoroughly staining the shirt from inside due to Ash’s ministrations. He froze when she looked down. She wondered, ‘I wonder what he’s doing so close to me. Shouldn’t he fear me after I’ve hurt him and scared him so terribly?’

Nuwa brought a hand over to pat his head. The boy really did remind her of one of her cuter sons. As she felt him resume squeezing and pinching her nipples, Nuwa recalled that the descendant she is thinking about should be long dead by now.

In those days, she was much weaker and practically treated as a cumbucket wherever she went. Even with all of the [System]’s help, she simply didn’t have the training to overpower the enhanced martial artists she encountered. Ironically, it was not the vicious knights to seed her. It was a kind and cute young adult, a stable boy, who had impregnated her amid the daily gangbangs. She knew, because she had already started learning the Dao of Sex. Back then, she was not as beautiful as she was now, or those rapists would not have left her alone even after she got pregnant. It was one of the reasons she was such a hardcore feminist.

Nuwa crossed her arms over her chest and her hands brushed alongside Ash’s. “Hm?” her suspicion was instantly stoked, “What’s your hand doing there, Ash?” It was a little too close to her groin.

Ash blustered for a moment, further increasing her suspicion, before nervously saying, “I’m m-massaging your boobies.”

“Oh! You got me all hung up over nothing.” said Nuwa, visibly relaxing. Ash almost collapsed in relief. Nuwa thought, ‘It’s a good thing that he’s not too unattractive, or my nipples would be hard and I’d be dripping wet like earlier.’ She followed up with, “Anyone can touch me there. Feel free to go to town on them.”

Ash bounced back up, “About that, N-Nuwa! Umm..” He had her attention, but it was taking him a while to spit it out. It was sort of attractive how inept he was at normal communication. “Is.. isn’t your b-body meant to serve a holy purpose?”

“Eh?” she didn’t know what he was getting at. A duo of women entered the elevator. They were nearing ground level. Ash continued playing with her chest and whispered, “What happens if you let a bunch of s-sinners t-taint your body with their touch?”

“Ah?!” Nuwa hadn’t thought of that. Even though she felt a strong urge to allow anyone to be able to fondle her breasts whenever they wanted, Ash had a good point. Her body had to remain ‘pure’. The two women next to them were sniffing the air and looking at the obvious cumstain on the inside of her thin white shirt, turning it off-white. Nuwa pouted and used a bit of cumkinesis to detach the stain from her shirt, bringing the shirt back to its clean white color, and returning all of the cum to where it was before, against her skin. “Maybe.. you’re right. I’ll think about it.” she said to Ash.

The elevator doors opened to the ground floor and Nuwa made a beeline straight for the front door. She could already feel the number of people eye-groping her increase considerably. The least those unattractive virgins could do was come up and **** her breasts with their actual hands. That would be normal, non-degenerate behavior and she would enjoy their company and attention. Eye-groping her from afar just made her uncomfortable!

“Young man..” Nuwa gave a slight glare as she turned around to face Ash, “I am your boss. Stop staring at my butt.. like you want to fuck it. This morning.. never happened. Am I clear?”

Ash looked up at her with puppy eyes. She had at least 6” or 7” on him, so she had to bend down a little. He was cute, but he had to learn his lesson. For him to be staring even harder than the other plebs, who had no clue about what they were and were not allowed to do, was an issue.

“Stop staring at my chest too.” she added, for good measure. He reached out to jiggle her mostly clothed, hanging breasts and said in a mopey tone, “Okay boss.”

Nuwa let a smile come to her face as his eyes finally left her breasts, easily forgiving him, and patted his head again. “Good boy. Let’s hit the road.”

She turned back to look at the entrance of the lobby and spotted a tall and handsome asian man, one of the many people currently eye-groping her. Nothing about this would be strange, but one particular facet of her brief glance at him uncontrollably drew her attention. She saw a bulge in his pants.

A bulge. There was something.. distasteful to her about leaving without first relieving that erect cock. Nuwa did try. She tried to walk past him without giving that bulge another glance, but as much practice as she had with badass exits, she felt the distaste grow exponentially inside her, until it nearly became an obsessive compulsion! Nuwa stopped and took some deep breaths of the great outdoors. The last thing she needed right now was to get mad. Anger Management would ensure that she got horny if she let the anger continue to grow.

“Ash, wait here for the valet to grab your car. I have to go inside to check on something.” she said, to which Ash gave her a slightly drawn out, “..Alright.”

Nuwa went back inside and spotted the handsome asian man leaning on the wall checking his phone. He noticed her steps and looked up at her with slight shock as she directly approached him. Now next to him against the wall, she whispered, “Do you mind letting me take care of that for you?” pointing at the bulge.

The shock turned into incredulity. He said in a broken English with a Japanese accent, “Sowwee. What?” Nuwa made a circle with her fingers and raised her lace-adorned arm up and down. It was an obvious gesture that needs no translation. The man gulped and adjusted his tie. He struggled to say, “Watashi.. Wife. Kid.”

Nuwa raised one brow and whispered, “Does it look like I care? I need to whack your dong and nothing you say can stop me!” She pulled him by the tie over to the nearby men’s bathroom. He put up a half-hearted resistance that belied his own eagerness. A striking sense of disgust crept into her. ‘This man.. is not trying his hardest not to break his sacred oaths of marriage. Ugh. Are all humans so easily tempted to sin these days? Let me just get this over with. At least, this guy is too handsome to make my pussy throb.’

Shoving him into one of the stalls, she magically extended the lace to entirely cover her whole hand and added a layer of black hosiery to prevent any skin contact. The man didn’t notice the change, likely too excited to pay any attention. Nuwa shucked his pants down and pulled out his penis. It was of average size, not close to Ash’s size. She would know. She was the one who ensured that Ash would have a respectable size down there during the sex change operation.

Wrapping her fingers around it, she unbuttoned so that the man could see her cleavage and the cumshot already present on her tits. To get this over with as soon as possible and not keep Ash waiting, she utilized all of her advanced sexual knowledge to finish him off in under 30 seconds. He came with a groan, splashing his cum mostly onto her chest, face, and bangs. ‘Heh.. the indignation on his face. He probably never shot that quick in his entire life. Sorry to disturb your precious little ego, you hellbound adulterer.’

Nuwa stood up with a scoff and turned to leave. ‘This entire affair was a huge waste of time. It must be the Whack-a-dong Punishment. Does it make me compelled to whack off any engorged dong I see? Like a Whack-a-mole arcade game? Those sinful succubi are sick to make such a harsh punishment. Zero respect for feminism! Not to mention that women can’t follow the words of God living like that!’

The asian man shouted, “Hey!” and grabbed her shoulder. Despite the difference in size and muscle mass, she didn’t even need to use her powers this time. She yanked back one of his fingers to make him let go, poked just under his armpit with a finger knuckle to make the offending arm go limp, and leveraged that arm to slam him against the stall. He said, “Wait!” In response, she calmly said, “I didn’t give you permission to touch me.”

Then she put him to sleep with a few taps to the forehead and back of his neck. He crumpled to the floor with his dick out, snoozing like a blackout drunkard. He probably just wanted to pay her, but Nuwa didn’t care about what he wanted with her or what might happen to a sinner like him. Using cumkinesis, she cleaned her face and hair of cum, ingesting about half of it and adding the other half to her fashionably cum-splattered cleavage. She buttoned back up and all was as it once was. She left the bathroom and successfully returned to Ash’s side with her eyes fixed to the ceiling, using only her memory and other senses to guide her all the way back.

‘I was right. The compulsion only came when I set eyes on the asian man’s bulge. Theoretically, if I can’t see any dongs, then I won’t have to whack them. So far, keeping my eyes upwards is working. The real question is.. if I use my sexth sense to scan every person within a 50 meter radius of me, will I feel compelled to whack every erect dong? I’ll test this later. If I do feel the compulsion, I might have to use the eraser.’

From inside his lambo, Ash suspiciously asked, “Where were you?”

‘He must have seen me licking some semen I missed off my lips.’ thought Nuwa as she honestly replied without elaborating, “The bathroom.” She looked up at the sky and let the valet open the car door for her before dropping in and closing her eyes. Ash’s right hand reached over to her left tit to give her a few friendly finger pinches and some rougher full hand squeezes. “Where to?” he asked.

Nuwa nodded, pointed northwest, and said, “I’ll point the direction to go towards. Just drive local roads in that direction. And I better not feel your gaze on my body when your attention should be on the road. Distracted driving.. has the possibility of making you a horrific sinner. My eyes may be closed, but I can feel everything.”

Ash removed his eyes from her body and squeezed her tit as hard as he possibly could, but the former Goddess didn’t even flinch. Her breasts were not only soft and fleshy, they were also bulletproof, so Ash’s immature display of anger was futile. He settled down and followed her orders, driving in the direction she was pointing with one hand on the wheel and one hand on her chest.

Nuwa retreated into her thoughts, ‘Putting aside the debacle that was this morning, I still have full confidence in my victory over the Succubi. I'm still in control. Every setback only makes me stronger. They don’t know who they’re messing with. Mind-controlling me? What a joke!’