Chapter 1160 – Breaking Brats [Erotic Content]


    Finding a harem-sized bed in the mansion was easy and they got hot and bothered very quickly. Rave got pounded, Aclysia bedded, Nathalia mated, Eliana dominated, Gnome drilled, Salamander banged, Undine jiggled, Sylph stretched, Nia loved, Siena ridden, Metra smashed, Beatrice nailed, and Lorelei ruined. All of them needed it badly and John was in a mood to perform, individually taking them past the breaking point until only two remained conscious.


    With the rest of the harem scattered about the bed, filled with cum and recovering from their individual railings, John retreated to a nearby chair. Scarlett sat in front of it, mostly out of her own volition, partly because John had tied her wrists to her ankles, forcing her into a kneeling position. She mumbled against a ball gag in her mouth, which John mercifully removed after saying, “It’s your turn now.”


    “The fuck do you mean it’s her turn now?!” Momo let loose the rare curse, while hovering after him.


    “Guess he just thinks I look better,” Scarlett threw a mild insult at her fellow haremette. “It’s about time anyway, that I get to suck this big hard cock.” She stretched towards his groin even while John sat down. After he got comfortable, she managed to kiss the side of his cock.


    Momo landed on the other side. “Problem here is that he isn’t man enough to have sex with us both at the same time,” the sassy support said and begun to work the other side. The fluids of the remaining harem, sticking to his unwaveringly erect dick, were gradually cleaned off. “Hmm, know what this tastes like, Scarlett?”


    “Like whomen he doeshn’t desherve,” the technomancer responded, her tongue travelling up and down his shaft.


    “Exshactly!” Momo responded enthusiastically.


    “You two are prettier when you shut up,” John groaned, from pleasure and overplayed annoyance, a hand on both of their heads. “Keep quiet or I’ll have to punish you.”


    He knew exactly what kind of effect that would have on the duo. Scarlett and Momo had many things in common. Their hair was of a similar, straight and silky texture, although Momo wore hers a lot longer these days. Colour between eyes and hair was the same, red and red, and white and white, for both of them. Their body shapes were remarkably bottom heavy, with A-cups leading down over flat midriffs to fat asses that were always delightful to behold.


    They had their physical differences, of course. Both were fair women, but Scarlett had gained some colour since she was out of the confines of her tower, while Momo eternally had a paper level of pale. Their faces were quite different, with Momo’s cute, feminine looks contrasting with the gorgeous androgyny of Scarlett. The pink of Momo’s lips, nipples and pussy were all more intense, almost plastic, compared to the human levels of Scarlett.


    When it came to their characters, they had their overlaps and differences. Both were work horses. Scarlett cared primarily for efficiency. Momo had a greater appreciation for people and their wellbeing. Scarlett didn’t mind public attention. Momo loathed speaking to any crowd. Scarlett liked to build new things. Momo preferred to maintain.


    What they both shared, above anything else, was that they were bratty. It took different forms in casual conversation, but when told what to do, it was utterly predictable how they would react. Both of them pulled their tongues back and started badmouthing their man.@@@@


    “What an asshole,” Scarlett started, rolling her eyes.


    “A giant pervert.” Momo nodded admonishingly. “Has two women nice enough to suck his giant... hot... ehm... his prick and behaves like one!”


    “Thankless for this service. Really, he should eat us out. I don’t usually work without upfront payment.”


    “He would make for a nice seat, I’ll give him that much.”


    “Ya got that right. Can’t believe he woul-“


    “Shut – up,” John growled threateningly. He let it sound serious, making the two women look up at him with surprise and anticipation. Just like he knew what reaction he would get from them, they knew what happened when they tried to get a rise out of him in the bedroom. “One more insult and I’ll make you believe they...” he pointed at the bed, “...got off lightly.”


    The two sass blasters clearly suppressed a grin, as they looked at each other again. Then, they spoke up simultaneously. “Shut up, perv.” “Shut up, asshole.”


    The words had barely left their mouth, when John took sudden and hard action. He grabbed two fistfuls of Scarlett’s hair and slammed her down on his cock. The force of the sudden penetration even made the seasoned submissive gag. While he manhandled the technomancer’s throat, Momo got forced onto her feet by the chokehold Jack had her in. The Artificial Spirit’s holes were both filled by the two cocks growing from the Extension’s groin.


    As he used their bodies remorselessly, their sensitivity jacked up to the maximum, he repositioned them to the edge of the bed.


    Momo was bent over, held now by her long hair and one arm, getting vigorously hammered from behind. Every thrust made her fantastic, round butt (one of the largest in the harem) ripple. Screams surged and ebbed, as she rolled from one double-penetration climax to the next.


    Scarlett had the back of her head pressed into the mattress with each thrust. Her entire body was twisted uncomfortably to accommodate the position and her bindings. Saliva, phlegm and precum splattered over her face and drooled on her flat chest. Between her legs, a remote-control vibrator and butt plug buzzed at full power. Her eyelids fluttered. John was careful to keep her at the brink of consciousness.


    The rapid and rough action mounted gradually. He had cum so many times before, he lasted for quite a while. By the time he felt his orgasm approach, both of his bratty partners had already made a mess of themselves and the ground under their overflowing cunts. “Fucking cocksleeves,” he spat out, whipping his anger up further artificially, to give them that punishment they deserved.


    “And whose cock is it?” he asked, continuing on before they could raise their voices. “Consider wisely what you say next. If it pleases me, I’ll let you suck me off. If it doesn’t, I’ll let the toys fill the void.” He snapped his fingers again. “Momo, Scarlett, do you love my cock? Whose cock?”


    “”Yours, Master!”” they gave in and opened their mouths widely in begging anticipation. The blindfold only made their eager expressions more erotic. The tongues that pushed past their pink, pillowy lips searched for the delicious hardness of their Master’s erection.


    “There you go, good girls,” John complimented. He kept his hands to himself while the two half-broken brats blew him. Stretching their bound bodies, they managed to wrap their lips around the glans and then go back down. The remaining resistance was reflected in their lust-glazed glares. They couldn’t deny their urge to suck him for long enough to deliver anymore snide remarks, however.


    It was time to put on the finishing touches.


    After he had enjoyed their service for a while, following the reckless railing of their lower pair of holes, John deemed he had earned himself the simple pleasure of their skilled cocksucking.


    Having long-time partners was the best. Most of them, he had been with for around or over a year. The exact time varied and was difficult to measure courtesy of time dilations. It also hardly mattered to the point: he had so much sex with all of them that they all knew one another’s weakspots in their entirety.


    Of the two he currently tangled with, Momo was slightly better. Despite the time they had been apart, the sassy support’s natural inclinations made her more observant, so she narrowed in on what part of his length to concentrate on more effectively. She also slid up and down his length as if she had something to prove.


    That slight edge in analysis and fervour aside, they both worked his cock wonderfully. Bobbing up and down, messed-up hair swaying, they moaned each time his cock hit the back of their throats. John could feel the collars each time they took him balls deep, a constriction that prevented their necks from bulging to accommodate his girth.


    Cumming down their throats was a nice and simple affair. Their tightly sealed lips brought him over the edge and kept sliding up and down, while their tongues massaged his length. Each shot landed elsewhere in their moving throats. Some pumped right down their gullet, others had to run down their insides first, and the final few were kept in their mouths.


    Throughout the entire climax, John felt the raw satisfaction, while the moans of the duo were hot and bothered. They must have wondered already, why they hadn’t orgasmed once while sucking him off. Certain girls in his harem had throats practically as sensitive as their pussies. Scarlett and Momo weren’t among them. Even they, like all of the haremettes, were at least capable of climaxing while giving a blowjob – especially with 300% sensitivity and hypnotic suggestions in play. If all else failed, tasting his cum was a guarantee.


    Unless John sealed their capacity to orgasm, of course.


    “Let me cum!” Scarlett demanded, once she had swallowed the last of his seed. John’s answer was a swift and loud slap across her face.


    “You don’t get to demand anything,” he warned and forced both of them to sit in his lap, after he had unbound their feet. Momo was keeping her mouth shut, trying (in vain) to avoid the punishment. “Once you’re honest, you get to orgasm again.” Jack filled Scarlett’s ass with his cock, John filled that of Momo. He would have switched between them again, but the Artificial Spirit’s back entrance had the benefit of being completely clean. Their pussies, swollen and gaping as they were, he graced with his fingers.


    The reverse anal cowgirl allowed him to tease their slender bodies, while their fat asses bounced instinctively up and down on his rod. He didn’t have to give any order, the moment he made them straddle him, they impaled themselves with the properly aligned hole and began to move. This was only to their detriment, as their pleasure continued to expand, with no outlet. The fingers rubbing their clits only made things worse.


    “Your bodies are honest,” John remarked, deeply amused. “You want me to fill all of your holes. To fuck you until you are broken, lay twitching in my bed, then all you need to do is tell me what you are truly feeling.”


    Unwilling groans accompanied their rippling butts rising and falling on his dick. They grew fewer with each descent, were replaced with pure desperate panting. “Please... please...” Momo gasped, clearly at the breaking point.


    John held her close, forcing her to stop. “Say what you think about me,” he demanded, rubbing her pussy. “In all of its perversion and all its wholesomeness.”


    “I LOVE YOU, OKAY?!” Momo shouted. With those simple words out, the rest followed like a flood. “It’s just so much fun to tease you. You get so comedically angry and that gives me life and I love it because I know you play it up for me and oh fuck your cock is so big and when you fuck me I forget all of the stupidity I have to deal with and I love it and I love you and you never go too fast or too slow and you never try to force me any further than I like it and fuck I need to cum please let me cum Master please let me-“


    “Me too!” Scarlett broke, spurred on by the torrent of words of her fellow brat. “Master, I love you! I just like being a bitch to you sometimes. Please, please, Master, let me cum. I love it when you dominate me. I love it when you constrict me. I love it when I have to beg! Please!”


    “Since you love it so much, you can wait until I cum inside you one more time,” John told Scarlett. “As for you, Momo...”


    He didn’t have to finish that sentence. The fingers rubbing her pussy were suddenly engulfed by the sassy support’s intense squirting. Seeing that, Scarlett rapidly accelerated her riding, moaning loudly to please his ears. John relaxed, deliberately trying to cum as soon as possible.


    It was timed wonderfully. Momo’s trembles had started to die down, when her asshole was flooded with a third batch of cum. Scarlett’s voice rose even higher, the ecstatic, high pitch echoing in the large bedroom, when her orgasm was unsealed and the wooden floorboards were covered with yet more sexual fluids.


    John held both of them tightly. To keep them from thrashing at first, then because cuddling incoherently babbling broken brats was a satisfaction almost on par with an orgasm. He stroked their hair and waited for them to fall asleep. Then he was alone, surrounded by unconscious or borderline unconscious women. He folded his hands behind his head and just basked in the glory of his achievement.


    ‘Yep, I am the best,’ he thought.