Charles Patricius

Sakura had something to say about tingles ─ something he heard from Kaguya in their previous meeting. He could only assume that was the reference being made. Either way, Sakura had her own repeat statement to Hiruko. "You keep saying that," he commented in an almost absentminded way. With two of his fingers being slathered by Sakura's tongue, he felt a certain order was established between the girl and himself. She didn't seem interested in stopping that activity, just as she didn't previously seem interested in stopping anything between them. Hiruko had no information regarding Sakura's prior arrangement, but... that wasn't his concern for now. He had her for the moment, so for the moment, she was his to use.

Regarding the alleged treat Sakura was to receive, Hiruko thought it was only the right decision. His fingers danced along her tongue, even rubbing either side of it between them. He seemed to be entertaining himself well enough with that. Ah, but they were only just beginning again. "Of course. You're taking punishment like a good girl, so I'll grant you one wish. I know I seem to be doing that a lot lately, but... you don't mind, do you?" he asked in a rhetorical fashion. In a matter of moments, Hiruko would be retracting those fingers with a pull of Sakura's tongue ─ only to rub his cock teasingly against the extended muscle thereafter.

Sakura did keep mentioning that she enjoyed the way Hiruko spoke to her, but her doing so was a simple matter of truth. "It's true~" she said. Her natural reactions to Hiruko would remain. She'd be vocal and happy when he spoke to her. She enjoyed his compliments and the cheeky way he described sex acts and even the way he agreed to things. In truth, submitting herself to Hiruko's care in any way was something worth doing just by virtue of how much she found herself enjoying even one aspect of him. The other aspects of him were worth even more as time went on.

For instance, his fingers were playing around on top of her tongue as she moved it, and as such she'd continue playing around with it. Enjoying the sensation of his skin against the muscle of her tongue. And she'd only be further rewarded as time went on. Apparently, he'd be granting her another wish. She was apparently taking her punishments like a good girl and that would grant her a sexual treat of some sort. That teasing taste of dick was worth a bit of wiggling by her tongue, with it being controlled the way it was, she couldn't manage the lavishing strokes she would have preferred but still there was something quite nice about all of this. As for her wish, she actually had one in mind already, given Hiruko's earlier words and her own previously admitted weakness and lack of experience. "Hirrun, when you said earlier you'd lick my ass did you mean it? I've only had it done once and I wanna know if I really like it, that'd be my wish, please?~" she asked politely while looking up into his eyes from the floor. She couldn't help but really want to experience something new. It was quite a fun potential experience for her, and beyond that, she felt like this man put much effort into all of his actions she was sure she could enjoy something if he was the one who did it. The fact that it was another satisfying dagger into Kakihara Shota was almost an afterthought. Though she supposed it was his fault the thought of it popped into her mind so soon.

Sakura may have been one of the most ridiculous people he could ever imagine meeting. Previously, she asked to be impregnated when offered a wish of her choice. Now that she had another, that girl who was freely licking a cock being rubbed on her tongue, and even looking as if she wanted to do more... wanted her asshole licked. She definitely had a sexual maturity far beyond her years to freely ask such things, but then again... so did Hiruko. Chuckling in the wake of her request, he shifted his hips forward to slide his shaft along Sakura's tongue, into her mouth and eventually throat. There it would rest and throb while Hiruko gave his answer.

What would that answer be, though? Well, he was quite serious with the earlier offer. Hearing it as a request though, he figured this was an easier route to breaking down this new pet. Still, there was an irony to the question that made Hiruko laugh. "A pet wants her master to lick her ass? That's funny, but yeah. Turn around," he suggested. Of course, Hiruko knew having Sakura turn around would result in her facing Shota... but she did say her plan was to cuck him. Being an experienced villain, Hiruko had some very effective methods in mind.

Sakura might have been ridiculous by the standards of humans, but it wasn't just them who failed to realize extremeness of her antics. Hiruko for his part as new pet owner was apt to give treats, by her own approximation of the nature of their relationship, it was hers to serve. The human logic of service wasn't the goddess logic of service, those who provided the means to create served, offering their life essence and energy to make something of literal thoughts. But humans didn't understand this, and the ones acting became those who serviced. Odd as that was, it suited her needs while on this mana-less planet to be given mana instead of giving up her own. But in this case, it wasn't about the mana, it was about the sensation. She now fully understood the nature of desire, and simply wanted an experience.

She had that thought as Hiruko's dick slid into her mouth and down her throat. He'd not answered her yet, but it seemed her assumptions were right about the nature of the exchange and why it'd be considered a treat. She looked at him while her throat convulsed around his dick happily responding to the throbs as it rested. Apparently hers was indeed to be considered an odd request as the pet, but, when she asked for things she generally wasn't told no, and Hiruko wouldn't be breaking that pattern. He laughed in what Sakura assumed to be one of those odd bits of sarcasm, but then said she could have what she wanted and suggested she turn around. In removing him from her mouth, another quick kiss was placed at the tip of his cock and a cheeky little wink went with it. "Hai, Hirrun♥~" she chimed happily. And then she turned. As her hands were still bound behind her, she got a very direct view of Kakihara and though he wasn't bad to look at, he wasn't at all her focus. She found herself looking at him even so, studying his face. She'd not directly acknowledged him much this entire time, but from this distance she might get to understand how his brain was working around the fact that she'd just succeeded in getting someone else to agree to a thing he'd been trying to use as a method of capturing her.

While Hiruko kept his dick buried in Sakura's mouth, he felt the active use of her throat and relished in the sensation. The decision to make Sakura a pet was probably not necessary, but a good decision it remained. He'd lick her ass if it was her desire. After all she'd done thus far, it could even be considered fair to do so. Besides... it definitely wouldn't be Hiruko's first time doing such a thing. With Sakura willing to turn around, he could even elevate the experience of this... cucking.

Once Sakura faced away from him, Hiruko reached down to open one of her handcuffs. With that done, he snatched her hip with one hand and pushed on her back with the other, effectively forcing a bend at the waist. At the same time, Hiruko himself crouched low enough to make eye contact with the girl's anus and... notice something else. "You're still leaking down here. Shame I can't plug it right now~" he said, coming to realize what the scene he walked into must have been prior to his arrival. Regardless, he'd soon enough be grabbing onto Sakura's ass, spreading her cheeks and spitting at her puckered hole once again. The opportunity for this had been present before, but... Sakura's neediness pushed it aside. Now was finally the time for Hiruko's tongue to extend and encircle that small space ─ all while Shota stared into Sakura's face in absolute shock and... perhaps a bit of terror. This didn't bode well for his plans at all. . .

Sakura made another decision based on spite and karma but also simply based on things which aroused her. Arousal as she understood it, was easier to achieve with individuals of a certain quality and with their shared likeness. She enjoyed Hiruko as a person so surely he could without question do something more for her than Kakihara had. He'd already done so, even in just their simpler interactions. This one though, was especially tasty, as far as Sakura was concerned it was her allowing Hiruko to do something which Kakihara thought himself capable of dominating. A few hours ago, she had the thought that he needed to know the difference between him and everyone else. And now she was facing him studying him and seeing the terror dance across his eyes as his supposed last chance at victory slipped through his fingers.

She was forced into a bent back but her hands were freed from their connection. Given the bend in her spine, it was easiest for her to use that stool that Kakihara sat upon to support herself, but even as she did this, he was barely worth extra investiment. According to Hiruko, she was still leaking and it was a shame it couldn't plug it. "Hai hai, quite the shame. But, I'm sure you can plug me up again later~" she chimed happily. She was pleased with their arrangement and genuinely happy even before anything sexual began. And then it happened again, a moment of spitting and then a sudden wetness against her anus. A bit of surprise was followed immediately by her cheeks being spread and a tongue gracing that small circle. A twitch occurred which led to the immediate reddening of Sakura's face and a moan slipped from between her lips, "Ooohaaaah~" slipped out of her mouth open as it was. The fear that Kakihara Shota had was well placed, even in that first maneuver Sakura was sure this was about to be a very different experience.

As one door opened, another that had already been closed, was bolted. Shota didn't have an opportunity slipping through his fingers. By Hiruko's will, that opportunity would be completely out of whatever realm Shota inhabited. The reaction from a bit of lubrication and a swirl or two was indicative of things to come, he was sure. Just the same, he was sure something was very strange about Sakura. Other things aside... there was a certain lack of expectancies being met. Hiruko's earlier experiences were already minus most of that strange metallic or musky taste others spoke of. Somehow, her ass tasted... pleasant? One would normally speak of the rigid, yet fleshy texture being the thing of importance, but Hiruko was sure the taste of something cherry-like was present. He had to pause after that initial lick, processing this strange turn of events.

There was no point in speaking on that particular oddity, though. No, his best bet was to dive right back in with swirls that applied a certain pressure threatening to force entry at any moment. He didn't need an explanation as to why ever part of Sakura thus far tasted this way, just as he didn't need an explanation for the strange flavors of Miko and Kaguya. Hiruko understood what must be done when visited by good fortune. Alas, Kakihara Shota was now learning what could be done in the face of bad fortune: nothing. She was grabbing onto the stool he sat upon, facing him and all... yet it seemed he didn't even exist. What could anyone do in such a situation? Well... Hiruko knew an answer, but it wasn't like his current position of choice would see him giving it to Shota.

That initial set of licks was just a taste. Sakura had noticed throughout her sexual experiences that humans always seemed quite surprised by the state of bodies of higher order beings. The processing time on Hiruko implied that he didn't expect her to taste the way she did, which to her implied that he knew what she tasted like, that was something to delve into later. A strand of information added to all that made him up in her mind. Ah, but she wouldn't be waiting very long and he didn't even question it. It seemed like he was the type not to question something he considered good.

The movements of his tongue became more active and Sakura found herself panting that face of hers reddening to an extreme. The little sounds escaping her lips were one thing but the gentle shaking of her hips was another altogether. There was also the sudden tightening of her core. Just prodding at her rear hole with a mana soaked muscle seemed to be triggering her body's desire to process more. The amount of him still buried within her womb seemed to almost be swirling as he tongued that whole which twitched more under his attention. "That feels great, Hirruuuun!♥~" Sakura moaned that man's name while complimenting what was happening to her. Just the same it was obvious she meant it. Her hands were tensing and the metal of that stool was gently creaking beneath her finger tips. 'Oh?' she wasn't used to something happening physically she didn't intend, that quick mana metabolizing was likely adding something strange to her constitution.

If Sakura was good at one thing, it was affirmation. Hiruko didn't have to wonder if his tactics were suitable enough; she made it more than clear how well things were working without even opening her mouth. Even so... her mouth still opened, producing words that further solidified the truth for both Hiruko and Shota. Shota didn't receive such affirmative speech. What he did hear, he had to goad out of her. What sort of technique was being applied at the other end of Sakura?

Well... the techniques hadn't really started yet. Not yet aware of the physical feat being discovered by Sakura, Hiruko carried on with his business. It was nothing new for him or his partner to break a few dozen things throughout a session, but his focus now was essentially to ensure ownership of Sakura whenever she wasn't otherwise preoccupied. She answered to someone else first for whatever reason; that was fine. When she wasn't doing that, he intended to take this bit of pet play to one of its higher levels. If he wanted to truly call himself someone's master... he had to put on a show. As such, it was without a second thought that Hiruko eventually forced his tongue into Sakura's asshole, the muscle oscillating as it penetrated to caress he rectal walls. All the while, Shota's sense of terror only grew ─ mostly because he could feel that stool cracking beneath his own arse.

If someone told Sakura she was good at affirmation, she'd be confused. In her own ideations, she wasn't seeking to validate anyone, she was simply telling the truth of herself and a situation as she saw it. As such, if she had nothing to say, she simply didn't say anything and if she thought something was wrong, she'd express that as well. But Hiruko would be getting no expressions of wrongness, because everything he was doing felt so right! His initial circling of her rectum had changes taking place in her body and mind which were quite rare indeed, but there would only be evolution from there.

Poor Kakihara, he was face to face with this failures. Sakura was currently becoming a dripping mess with weakness and he was finding out exactly how vocal she was when she was being motivated by actions unknown to her. In fact, Hiruko was changing the movements of his tongue up quite a bit, eventually a certain kind of oscilation along with an entry to her rear would take place which would leave her seizing up slightly. Her body tensing and her mouth opening in a single strange moan which she'd actually never vocalized before, "WOO-WOO♥!~" she chimed happily as if the best thing ever had happened to her in that moment. The tensing of her core was another thing which seemed to be reaching new heights but with nothing between her folds it felt almost like it was vibrating as her knees weakened just a bit. Oh, and it would get worse, as that cracking of Shota's seat would likely be continuing given her own tension. She could honestly say that his prison likely wouldn't be lasting the duration of her orgasm, but... that didn't matter to her either. No. A certain magical fulfilment was taking place, and when her eyes opened it would seem as if her pupils were pulsing. Why? Well time would tell, but something was definitely happening as her body seemed to be leaning towards receiving at a rapid rate.