New Life As An Ecchi Girl With A “Big Surprise”

693: Within Dark Fantasies (18++)

While the three futas moved on to taking turns deepthroating Leila’s fat cock, the redhead futa took a moment enjoying her new boy toy between her legs. The enthusiasm of the soldier impressed her. Once Julius’ lips touched her hard, slightly salty cock, he no longer saw a reason to hold back. Dropping all reservations, he went all in on this new experience of sucking off a busty futa, listening to her soft approving moans, her slender fingers brushing through his hair…

It took some willpower for the redhead to not grab the soldier’s hair and drive him down hard on the shaft he salivated over. But she decided to ease the inexperienced cocksucker into it. If the soldier’s current enthusiasm was anything to go by, she guessed that he would soon start testing his limits all on his own. The redhead instead turned to the cock of her master, wishing to once more feel that cock deep down her throat while her own cock was serviced.

But even in this cock-starved state the futanaris dared not get in the way of Leila’s deadly giant weapon or disturb her schemes. They twisted their bodies around Leila’s legs as they took turns swallowing their master’s hard meat. Would they have paused, had they seen the images that Leila wished to bring about? Would they have even cared?

“Haaahn,” Leila moaned from a particularly prolong throat massage of her cock. She opened her eyes, looked at Asuna and asked, “What do you say, princess? Are you willing to offer your head and body to your soldiers as payment for all the years of their loyal service?”

“Go fuck yourself!” Asuna cursed, despite feeling the sharp edge of her claymore pressing against the skin of her neck. This held her back from even trying to break free once more, despite countless previous failures.

“Hm, if I knew of magic to clone myself, I might have just tried it out,” Leila said. “I wonder: would feel more like fucking myself or getting fucked by myself?”

“Chop off your disgusting cock and find out!” Asuna said and spat at Leila. Unfortunately, her spit only reached the back of the head of one of the futas taking her turn on Leila’s cock.

“How about I chop your head off instead and throw it to your mean while I make use of your throat directly?” Leila asked.

Asuna swallowed nervously when the claymore pricked the skin on her neck, though Leila displayed exceptional control did not allow the blade to wander and cause real harm.

“Y-You wouldn’t dare,” Asuna said even as cold sweat rolled down her face. “There is still a way for you to keep your life even after all of this. But if you kill me, a fate far worse than death—”

“Oh, please!” Leila rolled her eyes and moved the claymore an inch higher above the fresh cut on Asuna’s neck. “Thousands in this city have been killed on a whim. Do you think anyone here expects to be spared after this? The only thing on the minds of your men is how many times they’d get to use you before it’s all over. And if you did die… How many of them would still take a turn with your cold body before resuming the fun with the living?”

“T-They won’t!” Asuna yelled. “Don’t lump my men together with your sick degeneracy!!”

But Asuna spoke highly of her traitorous men, the tremble in her voice betrayed her lack of confidence in them. Though she looked straight at Leila, through the corners of her eyes Asuna saw that she was surrounded by unwaveringly hard cocks.

“I wonder, what does it say about your leadership that your men are still hard at the thought of fucking your headless corpse?” Leila taunted Asuna. “Do you think it is a sign of their love for you? That you’re such a great, inspiring leader that even after your death they would carry on performing their duty as men? Is it because you’re just that sexy that they would prefer your corpse over the countless live girls here? Some of them might take offense to that and mutilate you. Or is it simply that you were you just an annoying little bratty tyrant and so that would be the ultimate way for them to vent their frustrations with you? Do tell.”

Asuna’s men looked at each other, some of them with cocks in their hands.

“I-I’m hard because of the way those big breasted dickgirls suck cock,” one of them justified his erection.

“We all are,” the others said.

“Shall we do a vote?” Leila asked.