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A Twist in the Myth
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A Twist in the Myth
Chapter 33: The Dark Bargain – pt. 3

Chapter summary: Naraku brings Aki, the first of Sayaka’s nine junior priestesses whom he had murdered back at her shrine, back to life, in exchange for Sayaka’s enthusiastic oral service to him. Together, he and Sayaka then enjoy rounds Two and Three of their nine-round tryst of dark, twisted passion, with the explosive climaxes she brings him to resulting in him resurrecting two more of her girls, Hiroko and Junko. Then, at last, Naraku gives heretofore-restrained Magatsuhi the opportunity to participate…
Sex scenes: Naraku/Sayaka
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(Cont. from pt. 2)
            Overcome with passion, Naraku bent forward slightly and seized Sayaka by one of her upper arms, hauling her to her feet and crushing his mouth to hers. Her eyes went wide briefly, then closed to a more relaxed expression as she opened her mouth and extended her tongue to meet his, feeding him the taste of his own seed in a cum-soaked kiss. As their lips separated, a thin, jiggling thread of saliva and semen linked them, which he wiped away from her lips with a thumb.
            “Was that to your satisfaction, Naraku-san?” Sayaka asked with a tone of audible pleasure, by the orgasmic aftershocks still pumping between her thighs, deep in her belly.
            “Very,” Naraku answered curtly. He then turned himself so that Sayaka stood directly between himself and his bed, then shoved her back so that she landed on her rear on it. “As promised, one climax, one resurrection.”
(Soundtrack: Arch Enemy – Tears of the Dead)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e4m4si-0uic
            Nearby, the upper segment of one of the tendrils of ink-black demon flesh holding one of the clones of Sayaka’s girls detached from the chamber’s ceiling and detached from the girl’s birthing pod, falling away to liquefy and flow back into the pit it had come from. This left the lower segment to cradle the pod on its own, then it began to curl downward so that it came to rest in a downward arc, with the glowing birthing pod hanging from it just a few feet away from Naraku’s bed, and Sayaka as she sat on the bed. Able to clearly see the placid, sleeping face of the girl inside the pod now, Sayaka identified her as Aki.
            Naraku produced the Shikon jewel in a hand, summoned Aki’s spirit from it, then aimed the jewel at her new body in its pod and projected the spirit into it. Aki’s spirit shot forward from the jewel as a tiny point of glowing blue light, penetrating the outer wall of the pod and swimming through the amniotic fluid inside to osmose through her new body’s skin on her chest, near her heart. Up until this point, she had been receiving her oxygen in a highly-concentrated form through her pod’s umbilical cord, and her lungs were about to start respirating, with lethal results due to the fluid medium she floated in. To this end, a long, cable-like proboscis of red demon flesh, much like any of Naraku’s hideous, rapacious tentacle cocks minus a phallic head, shot into the pod from inside the tendril of black flesh holding the pod up, and found its way to her mouth, then bluntly shoved its way inside.
            Stomach twisting, Sayaka watched as Naraku guided the revolting demonic organ down Aki’s throat to penetrate her trachea, then expand to completely seal it. Secondary growths sprouted from the tentacle outside her lips and slipped up her nose to block her nostrils in the same way, then the tentacle developed an internal, outgoing one-way valve system so that Aki could inhale and exhale only through the tentacle, without inadvertently sucking in a chest full of amniotic fluid through her nose. This time, air flowed through it, instead of semen, and she began to breathe for the first time in her second life, inhaling oxygen-rich air through Naraku’s organ and driving oxygen-expended air out through gill-like opening in its sides, outside her mouth, resulting in a regular cascade of bubbles floating up away from her mouth.
            Naraku felt Aki’s heart speeding up as she came awake inside her pod, and Sayaka felt her own heart doing the same. With her reiki senses, she could feel the emotions dawning in Aki’s mind, ones of pure terror and agony. Like Kagura when Naraku implanted the wind witch’s spirit in her new body, in these first moments of her new life, Aki was still living the last moments of her previous one, those of Naraku’s horrifying insectoid monster ‘hatching’ from her chest, then being cut down by InuYasha’s Tetsuseiga as he and his friends defended themselves from her and her fellow junior priestesses as they suffered the same fate. Her eyes shot open, able to see clearly since the amniotic fluid did not irritate them as ordinary water might, and she thrashed inside her pod as she struggled to come to terms with her new surroundings.
            Hurriedly, Sayaka scooted across Naraku’s bed to the opposite side of it, near which Aki’s pod hung suspended by its stalk of demon flesh. Kneeling on the bed’s edge, she reached out to place her hands on the warm, smooth outer surface of the pod and slapped on it to get her junior priestess’ attention. She reasoned that Aki couldn’t hear her if she spoke aloud, even if she yelled, so she focused her reiki senses and reached out to her mind by telepathy.
            “Aki-chan! Please, be calm!” Sayaka implored to her first resurrected girl. “It’s me, Sayaka!”
            Instantly, Aki’s thrashing eased as she heard her mistress’ voice, channeled directly into her mind. She realized she was completely surrounded by some kind of warm, viscous fluid and wasn’t drowning, but breathing normally. She realized she was breathing through the fleshy thing shoved into her mouth and down her throat, then held herself very still to avoid disturbing its life-giving connection to her lungs. She looked around the birthing pod containing her to see Sayaka herself looking at her, from the other side of her pod’s transparent wall. “Sayaka-sensei?” she asked, knowing how to communicate with the elder miko prostitute by telepathy since she had done so several times before. “I…I was dead. I was killed!”
            “I know,” Sayaka replied to Aki. “It’s going to be okay, now.” Switching to spoken word, she turned to look at Naraku over one of her shoulders. “Naraku, let her out of this thing!”
            “I don’t think that’s such a good idea, for the time being,” Naraku disagreed, laying a knee on his bed to partially climb onto it. Between his brawny thighs, his cock was rising back to full erection, having softened a bit after Sayaka sucked him off. “Remember – what is the air outside her pod saturated with? To release Aki into it with subject her to the same aphrodisiac you are, and then I would be required to ‘take care’ of her needs that arise in response, being the dutiful gentleman that I am.” On ‘gentleman,’ Naraku’s red eyes flashed with anything but gentlemanly intent.
            Sayaka’s golden eyes widened with the realization. “Shit,” she cursed to herself. Aki was apparently getting clean air through the tentacle connected to her lungs. She had just come close to having Naraku expose her beloved junior priestess to the same aphrodisiac that was burning in her blood and making her receptive to the oni lord’s advances, and then she would have been fucked, in every sense of the word. Aki was a capable prostitute, having grown in experience under her sexual tutelage, but Naraku was far too powerful and well-endowed a male to pit her against at the moment, so soon after being reborn. She turned away from Naraku to look at Aki in her pod again, then pressed a hand to its outer wall, a gesture which the junior priestess reciprocated from the other side. “Sorry, Aki. I wasn’t thinking, and I can’t get you out of this pod, yet. Just…just hang on, a little longer.”
            “Sayaka-sensei, that’s Naraku with you!” Aki pointed out to her mistress in warning. She then noticed that Naraku and Sayaka were both completely nude. “What’s going on?”
            Sayaka glanced behind her at Naraku again, seeing him fisting his cock slowly, precisely to bring himself to his full size and hardness. God help her, she felt her pussy creaming to feel that long, thick demon shaft penetrating it and stretching it, filling it up to reach her womb. His body was gorgeous, every bulging male muscle pumping with untold mating power. As evil as he was, no customer she had serviced at her shrine could compare to him. She looked back to Aki. “It’s…a long story,” she deflected. “Just know that what I’ve done so far with him, and am about to do, I do for you and the others.”
            Reabsorbing the Shikon jewel into his body, Naraku climbed atop his bed completely to stand on his knees, then reached out to Sayaka with his free hand as he continued to fist his cock, grasping her upper arm and gently, almost respectfully pulling her away from Aki in her pod so that she faced him again. She gave her junior priestess a morose parting glance, then returned her attention to Naraku, turning on her knees to put Aki at her back and gazing up into her oni lord lover’s evil red eyes, placing her slender hands on the hot, smooth panes of his bare chest. He glanced away from her entrancing golden eyes to Aki for a moment, making direct eye contact with her, then held her gaze as he bent his head down and covered Sayaka’s lips with his in an uncharacteristically-chaste kiss, a kiss the miko prostitute reciprocated.
            “Now,” Naraku began, pulling his lips from Sayaka’s, smiling as he observed the spellbound expression on Aki’s face. “Aki lives again. How will you see to your next girl’s rebirth?”
            A playful, sexualized smirk crossed Sayaka’s face, in contrast to the expression she had shown Aki, and she moved on her knees to step off Naraku’s bed, turning him to keep him facing her. “Sit here,” she instructed, pointing to an arbitrary spot along the bed’s edge. Naraku did as she said, lifting his knees and unfolding his legs from under him, one after the other, so that he sat on his bed’s edge, facing her with cock in hand. She pressed on his chest firmly and advanced upon him as some kind of highly-evolved female sexual predator about to claim its meal. “Now, lay back.”
            Naraku’s long, sable mane gathered on his bed in a glossy black pool beneath his head as Sayaka lay him back on it, climbing atop his hard, heavy body with a sultry sway in her hips to lay down atop him. He spread his knees to make room for her hot, curvy female frame between his thickly-muscled thighs, reaching up to clasp her slim, female waist in his big, male hands as she gyrated her hips against his, grinding her flat belly to his huge cock. In this intimate position, her large breasts were melded to his broad chest again, and their hearts beat very close to each other, his an intense concentration of pure, black shouki, hers an equally-intense concentration of shining blue reiki. The searing hot skin and muscle between their beating hearts became charged almost as if with electricity, and they both felt their nipples tingling with the enjoyable energetic buildup.
            Sayaka’s golden eyes glittered with a strange mixture of pleasure, hope, and hatred for Naraku to see. Pleasure from his aphrodisiac and the allure of his large, sexually-powerful body, hope from Aki’s rebirth and the prospective rebirth of her remaining eight girls, and hatred by his callous initial disregard of her girls’ lives and the lives of the people of her village. Purely as a practical matter, she buried the hatred deep down to embrace the pleasure and hope, then dipped her head to kiss him again, her perfect ass clenching and unclenching over and over as she pumped her belly to his cock.
            “Sayaka-sensei, you’re so beautiful,” Naraku hushed as the miko prostitute ended their latest kiss, speaking as honestly as any time in his long, evil life. “I’m glad I didn’t kill you, at least. Your company has been so enjoyable for Byakuya and myself.” Then, his red eyes grew thoughtful. “You could make me come, just like this, and then I would be required to bring back one of your girls.”
            Sayaka shook her head. “No, too easy,” she disapproved. “My girls’ lives are worth more than a quick grind. I’m going to work for this.”
            Naraku held himself perfectly still, laying beneath Sayaka in total captivation as she kissed his jaw and chin, the hollow of his dense, male collarbone at the base of his neck, then down between the bulging planes of his chest and along the steely ridges of his abdomen to get at his impressively-long cock, sliding her body down his inch by inch. She slipped herself off his bed to kneel on the incarnation chamber’s flesh-covered floor between his open thighs, then lifted his cock away from his body so that it pointed straight upward. Finally, she took its formidable length between her breasts, using one breast to briefly hold it upright in lieu of her hands, before firmly trapping it with the other.
            “Have you ever had this, Naraku-san?” Sayaka asked with a sexy gleam in her golden eyes as she rubbed her generous breasts up and down the oni lord’s magnificent cock. She began by lifting and lowering both breasts at once in symmetrical fashion, then raised and lowered one independent of the other in opposite, asymmetric rhythm, as if juggling them. His cock’s extreme length made it easy to reach the flared male head of it with her mouth as it lay along her sternum between her breasts, and his thick, hard girth made it easy to put highly-stimulating pressure on the sides with her breasts’ inner surfaces. “A titjob?”
            Naraku grinned down at Sayaka, pushing his upper body up to brace his hands on his bed behind him so that he could watch more easily. “Once, long ago,” he confirmed. “In a particularly slutty geisha house along the Arakawa River.”
            “Are you calling me a slut?” Sayaka asked further, with a nonplussed, cocked eyebrow, not missing a beat with her big, beautiful cock-fucking tits.
            “What if I am?” Naraku dared.
            “Then I would fucking agree.” Sayaka began rubbing her breasts up and down Naraku’s long, thick cock firmly, rhythmically. “As if I would stop this now on a mere insult, and an indirect one, with my girls’ lives hanging in the balance.”
            Naraku smiled darkly and briefly closed his eyes, then parted his lips in pleasure, letting his sable-maned head fall back between his shoulders as Sayaka fucked his cock with her breasts. Her breasts felt incredible around him, hot, smooth, plump, and soft, and he lifted his hips to thrust up into their delicious, bouncing friction. After a few moments, he lifted his head and turned his face back down, reopening his eyes to see her suckling at his cock’s head now, eagerly lapping away his pre-cum as it rose up from deep within him again. The taboo, fiercely-erotic imagery gripped his attention, steadily building his pleasure to the point that he could feel the pump, pump, pump in his mighty demonic prostate, and the boiling churn in his balls begin.
            From her tentacle-restrained spot on the incarnation chamber’s flesh-covered floor, Magatsuhi didn’t have a very good view of the action now, as Sayaka’s upper body was positioned directly between her and Naraku, obscuring his cock to her. Nevertheless, the miko prostitute had a great ass and general backside to admire, arching and pumping as a single, perfect female unit as she jacked Naraku off with her breasts. The demon-possessed clone of Yura felt her rosy nipples tingling with a demented form of ‘monkey see, monkey do’ – now, she wanted to use her tits on Naraku as Sayaka did, if only to know what it felt like.
            Over Sayaka’s shoulder, Naraku saw Magatsuhi as she quivered in mounting sexual frustration, and took some evil pity on her as he kept her restrained, but manipulated her body in his tentacles’ hold to move her around so that she could watch himself and Sayaka from their sides again, placing her on the flesh-covered chamber floor at his bed’s foot, at the corner of the bed adjacent to the edge he sat on. “Look, Magatsuhi,” he gestured to Sayaka as she pumped her breasts up and down his throbbing cock, suckling at the flared male crown at the same time. “This…is what you must measure up to. Notice her technique, her enthusiasm!”
            “Let me go, and I’ll show you what I can do,” Magatsuhi growled with a fanged sneer. “This human whore has nothing on me!”
            Sayaka turned her golden eyes to glare sideways at Magatsuhi, working her breasts along Naraku’s cock more quickly, suckling more greedily at its bloated head. Naraku waved a finger at Magatsuhi. “Ah-ah,” he chided. “I see that gleam in your eyes. Right now, you’re as likely to attack me – or Sayaka – as fuck me. No, I think I’ll let you watch a while more.”
            Naraku breathed quick and shallow as he felt the pressure building up in him again. Sayaka’s breasts felt simply too good. “I’m close,” he warned to her politely, then his voice took on a demonic baritone purr of increasing pleasure. “Mmm…so close, now. I must warn you, this is going to be messy.”
            “Good,” Sayaka encouraged, fucking Naraku’s cock with her breasts harder, faster. She stopped licking and sucking at the head, positioning her face directly above it and gazing down into its thin, oozing male slit. Effectively, she was looking down the bore of a fully-loaded sperm cannon, intentionally making her face its target. “Let it be messy. I want it!”
            Naraku laughed darkly, panting as he approached climax. The pump in his prostate became a threatening, repeating pa-PUMP of imminent ejaculation, and his balls tightened to his muscular body as their contents began to move. “Really! Do you want my seed all over your face?”
            “I have prepared myself to receive your seed wherever you want to put it,” Sayaka said. “In my mouth, on my face, on my breasts. In my cunt, in my womb, up my ASS! Fuck it! As long as it gets me my girls back, I don’t give a SHIT!” She pumped her breasts up and down Naraku’s cock furiously now, with the oozing male slit at its head aimed right at her face.
            The evil smile on Naraku’s face faded and his expression became deadly serious. This was it. The movements of Sayaka’s breasts were utterly hypnotic: rising, falling, bouncing, jiggling, colliding and separating, over and over. Her rosy nipples, each one profoundly-erect, were moving in eccentric circles with her breasts’ erotic rotation, drawing invisible spirals in the air. Soon, the reproductive pressure pulsating inside him reach its final, restricting crest and began to overwhelm it. His black heart hammered in his chest, each heavy beat echoing in his cock between Sayaka’s breasts. Baring his teeth, he grit out to the miko prostitute: “Here it comes, you sweet bitch. I advise…closing your eyes.”
            Sayaka closed her golden eyes as Naraku recommended and braced herself for his eruption, giving his cock the last few long, forceful pumps of her breasts he needed. The oni lord gasped as he felt his balls clench, felt his prostate implode inside him, then an enormous gout of hot, creamy cum coursed its way up his cock and burst from its widely-flared head to splatter all over the miko prostitute’s lovely face. PUMP was the sensation he experienced from the movement of his seed inside his body, SQUISH was the sound of it exploding from his cock, and SPLAT was the sound of that first copious cumshot striking her in her face, glancing up her left cheek to paint a thick white line over her closed left eye and arc up into the air, then rain down into her silky black hair from above.
            Keeping her eyes closed, Sayaka opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to present Naraku with the most stimulating target for his ejaculations as possible. He snarled as his climax hit its pulsating stride, and load after load surged out of him with wild, squirting inseminating pressure to paint her face thickly and messily, drenching her cheeks, lips, and tongue, soaking her bangs and gluing them to her forehead, even nearly ricocheting up her nose. When it was done, creamy white semen dripped off every square inch of her face, drooling down with gravity to flow between her breasts and pool up around his cock’s throbbing shaft. She opened her eyes, her eyes as golden twin suns shining through a cloud of mottled milky white from Naraku’s perspective, then bent her head to suck his last few loads out of his cock’s pulsing crown.
            Naraku shivered with pleasure as Sayaka finished him off. Raising her eyes to meet his, she pulled her lips off his cock with a big load of his cum swishing around in her mouth, a long, jiggling, blended thread of her saliva and his cum stretching out between her lips and his cock’s head. She stood up between his thighs to stand with a sexily-cocked hip, sweeping her fingertips up her belly and between her cum-glistening breasts through the hot, white fluid she could feel flowing down her skin there. Slowly, sensually, she used both hands to spread his seed up and down her pale skin, working it into her breasts and her rosy nipples until her entire chest and stomach gleamed evenly. Then, she clenched her fists, concentrated her reiki, and flexed it with a blast-like wave of visible, transparent-blue flame, burning his shouki-charged semen out of her hair and off her skin, all at once.
            Sayaka stepped up to Naraku again to stand over him between his thighs as he sat on his bed, and rolled her tongue around inside her cheeks, keeping her lips closed for him to see. She reached up to cup his handsome, yet hideous face in her hands, then lifted his face so that he looked directly up at her with ensconced red eyes. He reciprocated her seductive touch by reaching up to clasp her waist in his much larger male hands, and he licked his lips as he tasted himself salivating for what she was about to give him. He opened his mouth and she did the same as she bent her head down to his, extending her tongue and using it as a guide to channel her treat of her saliva and semen onto his.
            Beside them, Magatsuhi thrashed against the grip of her tentacle restraints. “Cum…” she rasped, her evil demonic eyes becoming psychotically beady as she watched thick, white semen flow off Sayaka’s tongue and fall onto Naraku’s in saliva-mixed globs. “Cum, cum, cum, cum, CUM! Magatsuhi wants CUM!!”
            Sayaka’s act of feeding Naraku his own seed became another passionate kiss as the distance between their lips closed to nothing again. Relishing in the taste of her lips on his again, as well as the taste of his seed on his tongue, blended with Sayaka’s saliva, the oni lord glanced over to Magatsuhi, and spoke into her mind, since his mouth was occupied. “Perhaps I should give you a little, then.”
            Politely pushing Sayaka away from him, Naraku rose from his seat on his bed, then walked over and knelt in front of Magatsuhi as his tentacles held her in a kneeling position on the flesh floor next to the bed. He grasped her chin in his fingers, then took her mouth with his, sharing his treat of saliva and cum with her for her to devour. Her thrashing ceased immediately as her sex-crazed demonic brain registered the forbidden taste, and she gulped from Naraku’s lips to get it down her throat as quickly as possible. She moaned into his mouth as she came hard and very suddenly, her pussy throbbing and drooling between her thighs, aching to be filled.
            Naraku sensed the orgasm ripping through Magatsuhi’s body, and pulled his lips from hers to let her breathe again. She gasped her air down, arching her back and tossing her head rearward to thrust her hips aggressively as her pussy and womb throbbed together, recalling the sensation of Naraku’s cock pounding through her vaginal muscles earlier and desperate for a repeat performance.
            Turning her head back down, Magatsuhi watched as Naraku stood up in front of her and kept her tied down with his tentacles so that she couldn’t jump him suddenly, the very cock she craved jerking at monstrous erection between his thighs for her to see. He wrapped a hand around it to fist it slowly, coaxing more of his delicious cum up and out of him with his ongoing ejaculations from Sayaka’s skillful, sultry titjob. Then, he used a finger to wipe his hot seed away from the slit at his cock’s head, reaching down to smear it over Magatsuhi’s lower lip, provoking her to open her mouth and suck his finger in, then suck it clean.
            Withdrawing his finger from Magatsuhi’s mouth, Naraku gazed down at his sex-starved Yura lookalike with something approaching compassion. “Wait just a bit longer, now,” he said. “Then, I’ll give you all you need.”
            Naraku turned back to Sayaka as she waited beside his bed, with a hand planted on an impatiently-cocked hip. “That’s Round Two,” she said to him. “Now, my second girl.”
            “Of course,” Naraku acquiesced with a sinister smile, re-conjuring the Shikon jewel into a hand and guiding the pod that contained the second of Sayaka’s nine cloned junior priestesses to droop down to the bed on the lower section of its growth stalk, so that it took up position next to Aki in her own pod. The pod contained a new body for Hiroko, and Naraku used his jewel to rejoin the dead girl’s spirit with it, affixing the same kind of fleshy breathing apparatus to her mouth as he did for Aki. Then, Sayaka spoke with Hiroko telepathically to calm her as she came awake, leading to the beginning of her ‘Round Three’ with the depraved oni lord.
(Soundtrack: Nonexist – Idols & Fiends)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CudcrXsv9lI
            Sayaka was fully prepared to be fucked now, so she sat on the edge of Naraku’s bed in roughly the same place he had been, facing the big-dicked oni lord and looking up at him with pure, sexualized determination. She lay back on his bed and raised her arms above her head to grab onto the bed’s top sheet with both hands, calling his attention to her large breasts as they rose and fell on her chest, then spread her thighs wide to bare her beautiful, hairless pussy to him. She deliberately offered her body to him with Aki and Hiroko watching from inside their pods behind her. Instead of mount her and spear himself into her outright, he decided to reciprocate some of the oral attention she’d given him, and stepped up between her open thighs to kneel on the flesh floor between them.
            Rather than reabsorb the Shikon jewel into his body again, Naraku set the evil bauble afloat in the air, since he would need to access it at least seven more times in order to resurrect Sayaka’s seven remaining girls. With both hands free now, he slid them under Sayaka’s perfect ass, between her and his bed to take possessive grip, then closed in to claim her pussy with his mouth. He lapped and suckled greedily at her delicate, silky pink outer and inner petals and the hooded pearl of her clit, then slipped his long, strong, agile demon tongue up inside her gripping female canal. He tasted both her natural, lubricating cream and Byakuya’s seed inside her, the countless internal folds along her vaginal muscles bursting with the flavor – she had just finished fucking his wind demon ‘son,’ and her womb was totally full of his seed at that very moment.
            Sayaka writhed and panted on Naraku’s bed as he ate her up masterfully, extending his tongue high up inside her to touch the tip of it to the mouth of her womb, lapping directly at her cervical orifice and tasting Byakuya’s cum oozing through it. She tilted her head back on the bed to look at Aki and Hiroko upside-down in their pods, recognizing the fearful expressions on their faces despite their inverted appearance, and reached out to their minds to soothe them. “I’m okay. This actually feels…pretty good.”
            Naraku pulled his mouth from Sayaka’s cunt with a wet smack, the lower half of his face glistening with her creamy juices. “I taste Byakuya in you,” he said, making a show of licking his lips. “I admit, the two of you taste very, very good together, but right now, I want no competition from his seed in your belly.”
            Sayaka lay still and did not resist as Naraku stood up between her thighs, then loomed large over her on his bed. Gently, he lifted and moved her right thigh in order to work himself around and under it, then sat on his bed on his bare left hip along her right side, bracing his thickly-muscled upper body on his left elbow. Feeling Naraku’s powerful body heat so close to her bare skin, the beautiful miko prostitute found the new position embarrassingly intimate and felt her heart speeding up in her chest, her breasts heaving more noticeably with her quickened breathing. This did not escape Naraku’s attention and he cupped his right hand under her left breast to feel its size and softness in his palm, playing with it and teasing its rosy nipple between thumb and middle finger.
            Naraku released Sayaka’s breast and slid his hand down her flat belly, stopping it directly over her womb, where he could feel a large amount of Byakuya’s cum churning around, as well as the growing child his highly-virile wind demon son had sired. Right then, the latter was little more than a dividing and re-dividing zygote. “I’m going to make you come, now,” he hushed. “When you are deep into your pleasure, I will purge Byakuya’s seed from your belly, and then, I will give you mine.”
            Looking down between her heaving breasts, Sayaka watched as Naraku slid his hand further down her belly, then cupped it to her cunt between her open thighs, playing his fingers over her hot, well-lubricated female flesh. She gasped as he slipped his two middle fingers inside her, beginning to pump them in and out with deep, deliberate strokes. She cried out from the stimulation and lifted her hips into his hand, then arched her back as she lay beneath him, thrusting her breasts up and inadvertently inviting him to take one into his mouth.
            Sliding his body down Sayaka’s to align his head with her chest, Naraku sucked eagerly on her large, beautiful right breast, teasing her rosy nipple with his tongue and just the right amount of bite, not so little that she couldn’t feel it, but not so much that it caused her pain. With his black heart beating rapidly in his ears, he luxuriated in the sounds of honest female pleasure flowing from her pouting, parted lips as he fucked her with his fingers: gasps, moans, and cries, growing louder and more frequent, closer together, with one sounds transitioning into another mid-breath. Cock throbbing between his thighs, he sped his fingers’ thrusting pace, curling them inside her and rubbing insistently at the swollen sweet spot along her anterior vaginal wall, and her cries abruptly increased in pitch. Grinning darkly around a mouthful of her succulent breast, he ruthlessly increased the speed and force of his rubbing at that critical spot inside her and she thrashed, then grew taut and wailed as she came hard.
            Frantically, Sayaka released one hand from the bedsheet above her head and thrust it down between her thighs to cover Naraku’s, then hold onto it and fuck it as she bucked her hips up into it. Her heart pounded as she felt herself squirting into his palm, soaking it with transparent female ejaculate to the point she could feel it running hotly down between the taut globes of her rear, soaking into the bedsheet beneath her. Her clit pulsed at full, female erection in its protective hood and her pussy and womb throbbed as one in her heaving belly, as full-blown clitoral, vaginal, and fucking uterine orgasm slammed over her.
            Naraku slid his hand up from Sayaka’s gushing pussy, totally dripping with her cum, and pressed it to her womb again. He closed his eyes and focused his demon senses, looking into the miko prostitute’s body to ‘see’ her womb practically chewing on Byakuya’s cum with its orgasmic pulsations. Her womb’s rhythmic throb and the beat of her heart were as one: bump-bump, bump-bump, and Naraku felt his heart beating in time with it as he channeled his shouki into that most precious part of her body, and swiftly, harmlessly burned Byakuya’s seed right out of it.
            When Naraku was done, Sayaka’s womb was totally devoid of semen, still throbbing with ongoing uterine orgasm. The zygote of her child with Byakuya was unaffected, still safely attached to her womb’s inner wall and growing steadily, without interruption. She felt the change in the balance of youki vs. reiki in her belly and opened her golden eyes to see the Naraku gazing down at her from beside her again. He reached up with his right hand, drenched with her cum, to show her the glistening, jiggling webs of fresh, female fluid sticking his fingers together, then presented his middle two fingers to her lips for her to suck on.
            Lost in passion, Sayaka opened her mouth and accepted Naraku’s fingers to suck her own cream off them, then he pushed off his bed to step around her right knee and take up position between her thighs again. His 12-13 inch monster cock jut from between his thighs at full, heavy erection, and he wrapped his right hand around it, using Sayaka’s cream to lubricate it until its entire length gleamed brightly and pulsated in his fist. He stepped closer to her, brandishing his cock to her as a living weapon, and she embraced the dark, erotic moment by reaching down between her thighs and spreading her pussy’s silky pink petals open, exposing the richer glistening pink of her insides to him.
            “Now,” Sayaka demanded to Naraku, tilting her hips to give him the best angle to enter her. She felt a thick, hot droplet of her transparent female lubricant slip out of her exposed vaginal orifice then drool down over the clean, pink hole of her ass, her body aching to have the well-endowed oni lord inside. “Give it to me.”
            Standing on the flesh floor beside his bed, Naraku leaned over Sayaka as she held herself open for him, bracing his upper body weight on his left hand beside her head, while using his right hand to guide his cock down to her sopping female entrance. He pressed the broad head of his cock to it and he closed his evil red eyes as he felt the creamy, silky liquid heat of her suckling at him, eager to draw him in. Similarly, she closed her eyes as she felt the size, heat, and steely hardness of him directly against her most private flesh, threatening to penetrate for the first time since her bath house. This time, she wasn’t totally unwilling.
            Naraku opened his eyes as he began to apply his weight to his cock, the head of it spreading Sayaka’s inner pussy petals open, open, and open. “I’ll go slowly,” he grit out, decidedly short of breath as he verged on entering her.
            “Thank you,” Sayaka replied in genuine gratitude, removing her hand from her sex, now that Naraku was firmly on his way inside her, and raising it above her head so that she held on to the bedsheet with both hands again. She felt Naraku add more and more pressure, going slowly as he had said, then the bulbous head of his cock slipped inside her with a silent, lubricated pop, followed by the torturous grind of his throbbing cockshaft disappearing into her body, inch by inch.
            Sayaka panted as she felt her vaginal muscles spreading wide inside her to accept Naraku’s enormous size. The crown of his cock pushed them far apart and the long, thick shaft behind it held them that way, then she gasped as she felt his crown meet the mouth of her womb, deep in her belly. There, she could feel his powerful demon heart beating inside her, and by her reiki’s response to his shouki coursing around that most precious part of her body, her own heart changed pace to match it, a wave of brief, sudden dizziness overcoming her. He gave her his cock’s final, meaty inch and her cervix strained inward under the added pressure, his big balls coming to rest against her rear, completely filling the space between their taut globes. Then, he held still to let her adjust to him.
            “Oh…” Sayaka sighed, letting her head sink back onto Naraku’s bed to rest her neck. She was so fucking full of his cock that she could barely breathe. “Oh, Naraku…”
            Bracing his right hand to his bed to the right side of Sayaka’s head, opposite his left to balance his upper body weight over her and give her plenty of room to breathe, Naraku’s evil red eyes narrowed and a victorious grin crossed his face as he luxuriated in the heat and texture of her deep, tight pussy holding him, milking him with its rhythmic feminine contractions. He felt the subtle, yet tremendously exciting bump-bump, bump-bump of her heart beating around him, through her vaginal muscles. He felt the mouth of her womb molding to the crown of his cock, her cervical orifice suckling at his crown’s oozing male slit, so that the thick, white seed boiling in his balls had a clear path to the deepest part of her. She felt even better than she did at her shrine, possibly because now, she wanted him, if only to see her girls alive again, and if only in physical terms. Conversely, she held every inch of him inside her and apparently, she was loving it. “Is that worship I hear from you, Sayaka-sensei?” he gloated. “I’m jealous of your Goddess, now.”
            “Make no mistake, Naraku-san,” Sayaka chastised with a scowl, lifting her head in order to glare defiantly up into the oni lord’s eyes. “Any sound I make from here on is the sex talking. Your huge fucking demon dick feels good in me, that’s all.”
            “Just ‘good,’ Sayaka-sensei?” Naraku asked, feigning an expression of hurt. He closed his eyes and his lips curled back over his teeth in a silent, impassioned sneer as he began to move inside her, gentle and shallow at first. “Oh, yes. Your hot, sopping miko cunt feels exquisite around me. Our fit is such that I feel your heart beating through your inner muscles. I feel their every contraction, their every fold. I feel your womb inside you – it’s hungry for my seed. So I think my ‘huge fucking demon dick’ feels more than just ‘good’ for you.”
            “Fine,” Sayaka struggled as Naraku thrust long and slow into her cunt, his steady, gentle pumping causing her large breasts to sway on her chest, but not jiggle or bounce outright. He filled her completely and she couldn’t deny that she felt her pleasure building. “You big-dicked demonic motherfucker, you feel great. How’s that?”
            “Better,” Naraku smiled to Sayaka as she bit her lower lip in contempt of him, his thrusts inside her becoming longer, more forceful. He added another inch of himself to his every retreat and advance and soon, he was giving her his full length every time, more than 12 inches of meaty demonic cockshaft gliding in and out of her body with a tight, gripping fit made manageable by her generous lubrication. “Please, give me more. Stroke my ego, the way your flesh strokes me inside you.”
            “I…I feel you in me, Naraku-san,” Sayaka rasped breathlessly, lowering a hand from above her head again to brush it up and down her flat belly, where she could feel the oni lord shuttling in and out of her. There, her belly rose into a subtle bulge beneath her palm with his entry, then sank back down as he exited. “Oh…you feel so fucking good. You’re so long, thick, and hard in me, you fill me right up! You feel my heart beating around you? Well, I feel your heart beating in me! FUCK!”
            Naraku laughed heartily, his voice flowing up his throat and out his lips to reach Sayaka’s ears as disturbingly-sexy, auditory liquid velvet. His endless muscles rippled beneath his smooth, pale skin and his perfectly-formed ass clenched and unclenched rhythmically, repeatedly as he pumped deeply into her cunt, beginning to really fuck her, now. Her body recoiled on his bed with the energy of his thrusts, her breasts bouncing vigorously on her heaving chest in symmetrical, contra-rotating motions that captured his attention. Then, due to their dissimilar heights, he slipped a hand under her bare back, silently urging her to arch her spine and thrust her breasts up, to put them within reach of his mouth.
            Sayaka arched her back as Naraku wanted and mewled out as he sealed his lips around her left nipple, to give her left breast the same attention he had to her right. Using one hand, she gripped the bedsheets above her head to anchor her body and give him the greatest resistance to thrust against, then wove her other hand into his long, thick silky sable hair to control the movement of his head as he suckled at her breast. She wrapped her legs around him, crossing her ankles behind his back, and lifted her hips into his, to take him as deep inside as her body could possibly allow.
            Naraku felt the subtle change in Sayaka’s position beneath him – she was holding on to him now, instead of merely holding herself open for him to fuck her, and she hardly lay still for him to use her, but moved with him, meeting him beat for coital beat. The sound of her hips rising as his descended, and his long, thick cock plunging deep into her hot, gripping pussy and pulling back, over and over, was a richly-lubricated gush, gush, gush. Each gush came closer and closer together as he increased his speed to a deep, passionate rutting pace inside her. He felt his dark pleasure building rapidly, the climactic pressure culminating within him, and he released her breast from his mouth with a soft smack, closing his eyes and tossing his head rearward to cause his ink-black mane to flutter dramatically over his spider-branded back.
            “Sayaka!” Naraku growled, practically purring the miko prostitute’s name in sexual worship. He turned his head back down to gaze into her luscious golden eyes, seeing equal pleasure there, then slowed his thrusts inside her to prevent himself from slipping over the edge. “I draw near. Oh, so near. My seed churns within me!”
            Sayaka felt Naraku’s cock pulsing inside her, growing just a little bit longer, thicker, and harder, and filling her completely. He could reach so deep into her and her breath hitched with every penetrating thrust, her womb quivering every time the crown of his cock pressed against its mouth. Instinctively, her reiki concentrated in her belly and saturated her womb’s throbbing female walls, to resist the flood of shouki-charged cum it could sense was coming. Ready for his copious, inseminating load now, she tightened her legs around his waist so he couldn’t pull out if he wanted, and released her hand from his hair to slip it around his sinewy neck.
            Naraku cooperated as Sayaka pulled him down for a long, deep kiss, on the order of those she had been enjoying with Byakuya to add a touch of intimacy to their dark, sexual bargain. Her golden eyes slid closed and his red ones did the same, and they opened their mouths to each other to entwine their tongues, pumping them against one another to mimic the act their lower bodies were so deeply engaged in. Naraku kept up his rhythm inside her and when he pulled his mouth from hers, they each gasped for breath as they each could feel their pleasure threatening to crest.
            “Our hearts beat together,” Naraku observed to Sayaka with a passionate sneer as he enjoyed this ferociously-heated moment, moments before climax. His big balls were tense to his body and he could feel an enormous gout of hot, creamy cum escaping them unbidden, creeping up his cock with each pleasurable pulsation of his demonic prostate. “We are as one. Do you feel it?”
            Sayaka nodded, gazing up at Naraku with half-lidded eyes, and he sank himself balls-deep inside her, holding still to indulge in her voice’s husky sound and let her feel his heart beating right up against her womb, through his cock. “Yes,” she admitted to him quietly. “It’s my reiki, attuning my body with yours to protect me, even as I let you fuck me.” She heard her own heart beating in her ears, then she removed his hand from behind the oni lord’s neck to press it to his left pectoral, over his black, beating demon heart. She concentrated on the sound of her heartbeat and the feel of his beneath her palm: bump-bump, bump-bump, bump-bump. Perfectly synchronized, rapid yet steady with a pleasure that was about to rise to orgasmic crescendo. She brushed her hand down his chest and over his chiseled abdomen to where his body penetrated hers, then brought it back over her belly, where the head of his cock was pressed tightly to her cervix.
            Again, Sayaka felt the palpable bump-bump, bump-bump of Naraku’s evil heart beating inside her, each beat pounding through his cock in her pussy to stimulate both her vaginal muscles and the mouth of her womb. Her own heartbeat reciprocated through those precious female tissues inside her for him to feel, and he growled in twisted male delight as he began to move inside her again. “Yes, delicious,” he praised to her. “Perhaps Magatsuhi would like to hear our hearts’ passionate song?”
            Naraku looked away from Sayaka, over to Magatsuhi, and locked his eyes with hers. His eyes flashed mysteriously and the thick layer of living demonic flesh coating the inside of the incarnation birthing chamber began to pulsate visibly, audibly, matching his and Sayaka’s synchronized heartbeats. Ba-BUMP, ba-BUMP was the horrifying, demonically-amplified sound of it, and Magatsuhi, being a horrifying creature herself, took the most intense, obscene pleasure from it.
            “Yes…yeeEESSSSSS!!” Magatsuhi screeched in female demonic ecstasy, blood vessels swelling up in her neck, temples, and forehead. She clenched her fists, her fingernails digging into her palms hard enough to draw blood as she came instantly, savagely thrusting her hips as far and hard as Naraku’s restraining tentacles would allow. Her pussy squirted between her thighs with the intensity of her climax, painting the flesh-covered floor between her knees with her cream. “Now, Naraku! Come inside her! COME INSIDE HER!”
            Naraku laughed and Sayaka cried out as the big-dicked oni lord began to pound her into his bed, nailing her ruthlessly to take them both over the edge of their mutual pleasure. The sound of their hearts beating together, produced by the incarnation chamber’s living walls, grew louder and faster as their orgasms approached: ba-BUMP, ba-BUMP, baBUMP, baBUMP, baBUMPaBUMPaBUMPaBUMP!!
            “You beautiful miko slut!” Naraku snarled to Sayaka, his own heartbeat thumping in his ears from the inside, and his and Sayaka’s combined heartbeat thumping in his ears from the outside. He used the absolute last of his personal physical discipline to hold himself back from full orgasm as long as he could, his hot, creamy cum boiling up his cock and oozing from the thin slit at its end to anoint her quivering, gasping cervix. He was about to erupt in her. “Cry my name for me! Let me hear my name on your lips as I VIOLATE your womb with my SEED!”
            “Naraku…” Sayaka panted, surrendering to her dark lover’s will. She screwed her eyes shut, tilting her head back on his bed to expose her throat to him, where he could see tendons and blood vessels straining against her skin from the inside as she came. Her carotid artery hammered visibly with her rising blood pressure, its rhythm matching the sound coming from the incarnation chamber’s living walls. “Oh, NARAKU!”
            “YES!” Naraku roared, lunging his hips between Sayaka’s thighs to surge his cock deep into her pussy one last time, then hold his cock’s bloated, bulbous crown firmly to her womb’s mouth as it gasped open with her orgasm. Her vaginal muscles fluttered around him, gripping him and milking him as she slipped into climax, and then he was done. “You belong to ME!”
            Naraku’s cock swelled up to a new, frightening volume and hardness inside Sayaka, not only filling her, but sealing her. Pressed tight to her bare, curvy rear, his big, heavy balls clenched in their smooth sac, his demonic prostate contracted inside him, and the searing liquid pressure that shot up his cock as a result culminated as an explosion of hot, creamy cum that burst out directly into her open womb with a PUMP they could each almost hear. Sayaka shrieked by the sensation of the copious liquid heat erupting into her body’s most feminine chamber, and Naraku took advantage of her exposed throat to bury his face to it and close his eyes as his orgasm reached its full force.
            After that first explosive cumshot, Naraku’s seed shot from his throbbing cockhead in long, flowing, potently-pressurized ropes, surging through Sayaka’s cervix and striking the very back wall of her womb, over and over. The creamy white, shouki-charged reproductive matter pooled thickly at the bottom of her womb, and its level rose with each successive load. Gritting her teeth, the miko prostitute only tightened her grip on the orgasming oni lord, holding on for dear life to take everything he had to give her, willingly.
            If it made Naraku more likely to bring back her next girl, Sayaka wanted every last drop of cum his big balls could eke out, every last fucking individual sperm they could manufacture and send up into her. Given that she was already pregnant with Byakuya’s baby, she found solace with a reasonable certainty that she wouldn’t also get pregnant with Naraku’s. That certainty was reinforced as she felt the reiki accumulated in her womb’s pulsating pink lining attacked the oni lord’s evil seed and robbed each sex cell it carried of its fertilizing motility. Each one out of the untold billions that had just exploded into her body.
            The rhythm in the incarnation chamber’s living walls, linked to Naraku’s and Sayaka’s shared heartbeat, became halting and erratic. BUMP-BUMP. Pause. BUMP-BUMP. Pause. Sayaka soon became aware that the explosive PUMP of Naraku’s ejaculations fell during the pauses: BUMP-BUMP. PUMP. BUMP-BUMP. PUMP. The sound of the chamber walls’ vile beating faded in Sayaka’s ears, replaced with the PUMP, PUMP, PUMP of hot semen filling her up inside. I’m going to fucking die, she thought, as the heat of Naraku’s seed finally breached her fallopian tubes and coursed through them to stimulate, violate her ovaries.
            Almost affectionately, Naraku kissed Sayaka’s throat and removed his face from it to push himself up onto his arms above her. The most intense part of his climax had passed and he began to move inside her, stroking his throbbing cock against her gripping vaginal muscles to keep his pleasure going, as well as hers. Soon, her pussy creamed over around his cock, fresh, hot semen pouring down between the taut globes of her rear to soak into the bedsheet beneath her. Now, the sound of his cock moving inside her was an obscene, incredibly-messy squish. She turned her head back down to look up at him, an expression of pure incredulity in her golden eyes. “God…how much fucking cum do you have in you?” she asked, still feeling the heat of his seed pumping out of him.
            Naraku grinned, grunting softly with each heavy load of cum that left his body for Sayaka’s. “As much as is necessary…to go with you nine times.” Eventually, he felt his ejaculations ebb, and he pushed off Sayaka to pull his cock out of her, mindful to go slow due to her sensitivity right then.
            When the head of Naraku’s cock separated from Sayaka’s cunt, a torrent of his cum burst out of her vacated vaginal orifice, squirting forcefully enough to sail clean off the bed she lay on and land on the flesh-covered floor between the oni lord’s feet. Acutely aware of the sensation of semen leaving her body, rather than entering it, she reached down between her thighs to spread the deeply-flushed petals of her pussy open, and give Naraku a good, long look at the cream filling he’d pumped into her oozing back out.
            Naraku’s cock had softened a little from such a monumental release, and he felt it perking back up as he gazed at the sopping creampie that was the state of Sayaka’s cunt. He wrapped a hand around it and fisted it back to readiness, feeling his balls growing heavy again as they rapidly replaced all he had just shot. “Beautiful,” he hushed to the freshly-fucked miko prostitute as he gazed into her open sex. “You look good enough to eat.”
            In accordance with his bargain with Sayaka, in exchange for what had been Round Three with her, Naraku gestured up at the Shikon jewel as it floated in the air above his bed, to control it with telekinesis and telepathy. A birthing pod containing the clone for the third of Sayaka’s nine girls disconnected from the incarnation chamber’s ceiling and drooped down on its supporting stalk to line up next to Aki’s and Hiroko’s, beside his bed. This one was reserved for Junko, and she came awake in her new body to find herself immersed in amniotic fluid, a breathing apparatus of demon flesh attached to her face, and on the other side of her birthing pod’s translucent wall, her mistress was completely nude and spread out on Naraku’s bed, after having fucked him.
            Telepathically, Sayaka comforted Junko and brought her up to speed to with everything that had been happening, in order to ease the stream of exclamations and profanities exploding out of her girl’s mind. Up to this point, Magatsuhi had been watching with bated breath as Naraku drilled Sayaka into his bed and filled her to overflowing. She felt the tentacles holding her to the floor abruptly loosen, then release her completely. Wisely, she remained in place, waiting for Naraku’s order to move.
            Looking down at Magatsuhi, Naraku took his free hand and pointed to Sayaka’s pussy as it bled with his seed. “You want cum, Magatsuhi? There it is,” he directed. “Take it…with your mouth.”

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A Twist in the Myth