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A Twist in the Myth
By : Dunkelgelb
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A Twist in the Myth
Chapter 41: See No Evil – pt. 2

Chapter summary: Byakuya gets ‘acquainted’ with Sayaka in her new Dark Priestess form and finds an unprecedented level of pleasure with her and her nine Dark Acolytes. As with all things in which Naraku is involved, the pleasure is not without a cost…
Sex scenes: Byakuya/Sayaka, 9 copies of Byakuya/Sayaka’s 9 junior priestesses/Dark Acolytes.
CONTENT WARNING: Besides the kinky sexuality that characterizes this entire chapter, mid-way through, Sayaka performs an unconventional oral sex act on Byakuya which ‘enhances’ his male size and performance, in explicit detail. Brief, yet explicit blood/gore at end of chapter.
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(Soundtrack: Agalloch – The Astral Dialogue)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EaXgyAml0LU
            Acting in her ‘official’ capacity as Naraku’s Dark Priestess, Sayaka led Byakuya away from the oni lord’s den and they traversed the dark hallways of the castle together, with the miko prostitute’s nine similarly-converted Dark Acolytes following close behind. Soon, along one of the castle’s longer hallways, they arrived at a series of ten bedrooms, one for Sayaka and each of her girls. Stopping at the first bedroom, Sayaka turned and faced Byakuya. By the black sclera of his eyes, much like her own, she observed that he was still under her spell, then promptly released him from it by taking his lips in a special kiss.
            The inky blackness drained away from Byakuya’s eyes until their sclera were their normal white again, and his cobalt-blue irises refocused as he seemingly came awake while standing up. “S-Sayaka,” he gasped as the miko prostitute separated her lips from his, looking around him frantically and realizing that he wasn’t in Naraku’s den anymore. “Where are we?”
            “Our bedrooms, mine and my girls’,” Sayaka replied. She slipped her arms around Byakuya and pulled herself closer to him, raising herself onto the tips of her toes to press a playful kiss to his throat. “Which you will share with us. Now, copy yourself so that there are ten of you.”
            Byakuya hesitated. Sayaka and her girls. “You’re all alive, again,” he said to Sayaka’s junior priestesses collectively. He respectfully separated himself from Sayaka in order to face them. “Naraku brought you back? Why?”
            “He told you,” Sayaka reminded to Byakuya. “He brought them back just so he could have me…willingly. Or closer to willing than before, anyway. And this…” She pointed to one of her black/gold eyes, the most visible sign of her conversion to Dark Priestess while she was still dressed. “This is my bargain with him. I become his, and he brings back my whole village.”
            Byakuya turned back to Sayaka and laughed sardonically. “And you believe he’ll do this for you?”
            “Maybe if I keep fucking him, he will. He’s brought my girls back to life in exchange for sex, there’s that much, at least,” Sayaka thought aloud. “I’m sorry about this. Last night, you said that while I’m here, I would be yours, not his.” Her mouth curled into a smile helplessly. “I guess I invalidated that promise, didn’t I?”
            “No, I’m sorry,” Byakuya said to Sayaka. “I left a copy of myself here with you. To keep you company, to protect you, if necessary. And…maybe to talk you out of doing certain things, should Naraku have tempted you. I’m guessing that copy ‘disappeared’ on you mid-conversation, maybe mid-thrust?”
            “Something like that,” Sayaka confirmed with a smirk, planting a hand on a suggestively-cocked hip. When Byakuya’s copy vanished, she’d just finished fucking him, and she was prepared to let him have her anally.
            “I guess I haven’t had much luck when it comes to meeting priestesses in battle,” Byakuya admitted sheepishly. “Like you, Kikyo almost killed me today. She caused me to lose enough concentration that I couldn’t maintain my copy here.”
            “Even if you hadn’t lost concentration, your copy couldn’t have talked me out of what I did,” Sayaka said, to Byakuya’s intrigue. “And it he had interfered further somehow, Naraku would have killed him, then punished you when you returned. Having sex with Naraku was my decision. Then…after…was our decision, together.” She gestured around to her nine lovely Dark Acolytes as they stood by, listening closely. She pressed herself up against Byakuya again and continued: “Maybe you don’t have much luck against me or Kikyo-san in battle, but so what? You’ve had much better luck with me…in bed.”
            Sayaka gestured a hand to the shoji door of her bedroom and it, plus the doors to her acolytes’ bedrooms, slid open by telekinetic impulse, a new power she had inherited from Naraku. Her own opened door revealed her bedroom’s gloomy interior, bathed with the fading sunlight that shone through the energy barrier around the castle, then into the bedroom through its open-air window as a blood-red glow. A simple white futon, simple yet thick with cushioning and large enough for two people to share and move upon comfortably, occupied the center of the bedroom’s floor, with 4 standing lanterns positioned around it, each one a few feet from each of the futon’s corners. With a snap of Sayaka’s fingers, the lanterns sparked to flaming life, overlaying the blood-lit atmosphere with a warm, flickering romantic glow. The acolytes’ bedrooms were configured the same way and presented the same sight.
            “You fucked Kagura not long ago today,” Sayaka said to Byakuya, reaching up to touch his face and gently touching her nose to his. She reduced her voice to a husky whisper by her nearness to him. “I can feel how powerful she is, so she probably took a lot out of you. I bet she made you give it to her, hard and deep, filling her up inside and leaving you quite a bit lighter?”
            “Y-yes,” Byakuya struggled, feeling himself beginning to perspire. Sexual energy came naturally to Sayaka from her profession as an experienced, high-end prostitute at her shrine, and her transformation into Naraku’s Dark Priestess had only enhanced it. He could feel that energy flowing off her and washing over him, intoxicating his senses until he could hear his heart thumping in his tapered wind demon ears. “Kagura…was a pleasure.”
            “I bet she was. Has she left enough left in you to go with us?” Sayaka asked insistently, hopefully. “Myself, and all my girls? I’ll tell you now, Naraku went with me ten times. In a row, no breaks, just nailing me and pumping me full of cum, over and over. You’re probably not as powerful as he is, so if you’re not able to…rise to the occasion…I’ll understand.”
            Sayaka gasped as Byakuya suddenly snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her to him tightly. There was a decidedly male fire in his ensconcing blue eyes that excited her profoundly. “I may not be the sorcerer that Naraku is, but I am every bit, every inch the lover that he is,” he declared boldly. On ‘inch,’ he thrust his hips to Sayaka’s to grind his big cock against her belly through their clothes, to remind her how deep inside her he could reach. “Every bit, and more.”
            Byakuya accessed his unique power of self-duplication and identical, fully-clothed copies of himself emerged from his body in the four cardinal and four ordinal directions, with one of those eight directions repeated until there were ten Byakuyas standing in the castle hallway – nine copies and one original. The copies each paired themselves up with one of Sayaka’s acolytes, to each lovely young woman’s excitement. Under their mistress’ guidance and influence, they were willing participants this time, compared to what had taken place in the bath house at their shrine. Even with Naraku’s darkness beating through their veins, they could still blush for what was about to happen between them and their newly-conjured wind demon lovers.
            “So you are,” Sayaka approved to Byakuya with a smirk, relishing in her success at provoking him sexually. Undoubtedly, he was fully aware of it himself. Shooting encouraging glances to each of her girls, she reached down to take one of the original wind demon’s large, masculine, yet silky-smooth hands into her own, then backed up to pull him into her bedroom. Her acolytes did the same with Byakuya’s copies, and once each pair was inside their respective bedrooms, the bedrooms’ shoji doors slid shut.
            Sayaka turned to face the original Byakuya and raised herself onto her tiptoes to kiss him deeply, hungrily, discarding the relative chastity she’d displayed with him in Naraku’s den. “I was worried about you, when your copy disappeared,” she said as she broke the kiss, causing Byakuya’s heart to lift in his chest. “But Naraku showed you, the ‘real’ you to me, through a portal of his. I saw Kikyo killing you, then I saw Kagura save you. I’ll have to thank her, somehow.”
            Byakuya clasped Sayaka’s waist in his hands and returned her kiss with greater force, considering her taste, along with her scent. “You seem like you’re still you, considering everything that’s happened,” he noted. “How do you feel?”
            “I feel…a little weird, maybe, but mostly okay,” Sayaka answered. “That weirdness is probably Naraku’s cum – I have so much of it in me, now.” She lay a hand over her lower belly, feeling Naraku’s copious demon seed churning within it, in both her stomach and her womb. Her expression became suggestive and her black/gold eyes narrowed with the focus of a woman about to throw herself into sex. “Please, purge it from me…with yours.”
            Cooperatively, Byakuya stood still as Sayaka stepped around to his back and helped him slip off the scabbard to his sword, which he had left on the floor in Naraku’s den following his failed, emotionally-driven attempt to kill his dark master. She leaned the scabbard up against her bedroom’s wall, then slipped his navy-colored vest off him, carefully folding it and placing it in a square wooden basket on the floor, next to the scabbard. Next, she helped him out of his wooden sandals, his leggings, then his hakama as it came free from his leggings, folding up the cloth garments and placing them in the same basket as his vest. She undressed him so slowly and methodically to build their anticipation for each other, giving him the ‘VIP’ treatment that she once gave to her most worthy clients back at her shrine. Naraku had ordered her to show him a ‘good time,’ and she intended to give him the best.
            Byakuya was down to just his thin, white loincloth now, most of his pale, potently-muscled body on display for Sayaka to enjoy. Standing at his back again, she traced her fingers around the lines of the spider-shaped brand that covered most of it, silently comparing it to the one she felt on her own, following Naraku’s act of claiming her as his Dark Priestess. She released his thick, black hair from its ponytail so that it flowed down his back as an inky river, covering up his brand, then she urged him to turn in place to face her. Reaching up to touch the muscle-filled planes of his chest, she pressed him to step backward and guided him to sit down, then lay back on her futon.
            Sayaka felt her darkness-infused heart racing in her chest as Byakuya lay stretched-out on her bed, propped up on his elbows and ready to receive her. His entire body radiated with an alluring sexual power that was relatively less evil than Naraku’s yet unmistakably descended from it, and the decidedly-male bulge beneath his loincloth was enticingly impressive. Her vaginal muscles clutched within her, aching to be speared apart by Byakuya’s cock this time, instead of Naraku’s, and her womb hungered to again know the taste of the seed that had sired the child growing within it. She was so excited for him, undoubtedly an effect of her new status as Naraku’s Dark Priestess. Byakuya was effectively Naraku’s son, and she had a new attraction to Naraku, which seemed to translate into an added attraction to Byakuya on top of what she already felt for him.
            Byakuya watched with gimlet eyes and bated breath as Sayaka slipped out of her black hakama, baring her long, shapely legs to him, then she deliberately turned to face away from him as she opened her white haori and pushed it back up over her shoulders, letting it fall down her slender arms. As he watched Sayaka’s haori fall away, Byakuya’s breath hitched as he spotted the spider-shaped brand on her bare back for the first time, much like Naraku’s, Kagura’s, or his own. Marring her otherwise impeccable female skin, it formally identified Sayaka as one of Naraku’s possessions, his servant and not merely his prisoner, and now she and Byakuya had one more thing in common. Together, they were Naraku’s pawns, his living toys, and he felt the oni lord’s silent, invisible psychic presence in the bedroom at that very moment, watching closely and with twisted voyeuristic excitement as they prepared to join their bodies.
            Closing her eyes, Sayaka perceived Byakuya’s gaze on her new spider brand and felt the emotions coursing through him: revulsion at the damage done to her body, then a combination of regret and shame by his failure to be present to at least try to prevent that damage. His gaze trailed downward to settle on her luscious rear and she felt his desire begin to replace those negative emotions, his body instinctively yearning for hers. She reached behind her and patted one of her ass’ sexy female globes to make it jiggle nicely for him, then turned smoothly on the ball of one foot to give him her gorgeous frontal nudity.
            Byakuya’s breathing hitched in his chest, utterly stolen from him by the beauty of Sayaka’s large, bare breasts, the flat female core of her belly, and the visibly-glistening mound of her pussy between her thighs. The flickering light of the lanterns standing around the futon on which he lay caressed her unclothed body and accentuated her figure’s every dip, swell, and curve, and the bulge beneath his loincloth began to grow larger, visibly pulsing with each beat of his heart…
            Pleased and increasingly aroused by Byakuya’s enraptured expression, Sayaka looked to one side of her, to the thin shoji wall adjacent to her first acolyte’s bedroom, and through it she saw the shadow of that lovely young woman mingling with that of Byakuya’s first copy. She could clearly identify the movements of them undressing each other, then embracing and getting reacquainted with each other in physical terms: touching, caressing, kissing, grinding, then taking themselves to the futon on the floor and getting down to burning hot ‘business.’ Focusing her enhanced senses, she ‘looked’ down the line of bedrooms her other acolytes shared with their personal incarnations of Byakuya, able to see inside each room. Her black/gold eyes smoldered with pleasure as she saw some of her girls receiving oral sex from her lover, others giving it to him, while still others dispensed with the foreplay altogether and took long, thick wind demon cock deep into their pussies, in various positions.
            Byakuya felt a chill overcome him by the hungry expression he saw in Sayaka’s eyes as she turned her head to look at him again, then she stepped forward to approach him as he lay on her bed. Being so close to Naraku himself, located inside his castle, the air inside the bedroom was thick with the oni lord’s shouki, and Byakuya felt it shift invisibly as Sayaka called upon it, manipulating it as she could her reiki. Her eyes became unfocused, as if her soul briefly left her body, then she spoke: “Naraku…is telling me something. Giving me…a new power.”
            Sayaka’s eyes refocused and Byakuya felt a strange warmth at his back, coming from beneath the futon he lay on. A hot, viscous pink liquid began to creep out onto the bedroom floor from underneath the edges of the futon, apparently having seeped up from somewhere deep beneath, then swiftly accelerated and swept out to cover the floor’s entire area. Once the stuff was built up along the bottom edge of each wall, it began to flow upward, against gravity until it converged at the ceiling’s center point, totally covering the bedroom’s entire interior surface area and blocking the open-air window with a gelatinous, translucent pink membrane. It was as a repeat of what Naraku had done inside Sayaka’s bath house the night before, but now, it was Sayaka herself controlling the demonic flesh-matter, to use it on Byakuya and herself.
            Byakuya felt the air inside the bedroom becoming warmer, more humid – all the air that was coming into the bedroom was now being delivered through billions of tiny pores on the surface of the flesh that now coated the bedroom’s walls, floor, and ceiling. As it entered his lungs through his nose, he felt his heart begin to speed up, his blood heating up as it coursed through his veins faster and faster. The flesh-filtered air smelled rather nice to him, like the scent of a healthy young woman getting ready for sex, and he realized that it carried Naraku’s aphrodisiac.
            Sayaka smiled down at Byakuya as he looked up at her with a questioning expression. “It’s okay,” she assured to him, intentionally breathing more deeply and making her breasts puff out proudly by the amount of aphrodisiac-laden air she was taking into herself. “Breathe. Let the passion in.”
            “I don’t need any help from any aphrodisiac to feel passion for you,” Byakuya said to Sayaka, but nevertheless breathed more quickly and deeply as she wanted. The amount of Naraku’s aphrodisiac in his blood soon reached a critical level and he closed his eyes, tossing his head back and arching on Sayaka’s bed to gasp aloud as a hot pulse of pleasure surged through him. He may not have needed it, strictly speaking, but it felt undeniably wonderful: his every muscle felt alight with excitement and his cock reached a new length and thickness under his loincloth, jerking with each beat of his heart. His balls felt acutely heavy between his thighs and he predicted that the ‘forthcumming’ release from them would be very messy.
            A more female-oriented effect overcame Sayaka as she gorged her lungs on the airborne aphrodisiac. Her breasts felt hot and heavy on her chest, her nipples tingling with neurochemical stimulation. Her most feminine entrails contracted and pulled her womb deeper into her belly in order to better accommodate a male lover sufficiently equipped to reach that place inside her, and Byakuya was more than sufficient. Her pussy clenched within her, producing its natural lubricant to the point that milky rivulets of it escaped her and slid down her inner thighs, and her clit was a proudly-swollen pearl of female erectile tissue in its angular protective hood. Perspiration glistened all over her skin and Byakuya’s, and they were ready for each other.
            Fondling one of her breasts with a hand for a moment, Sayaka dropped that hand to her side, then lifted it again, her palm facing upward as she closed her black/gold eyes and drew on the powers Naraku had availed to her. Byakuya’s eyes shot open as he felt his body begin to rise from the futon he lay on, as if lifted by a solid, invisible surface. He looked up at Sayaka to see her raising her upturned palm, its rising movement analogous to that of his body. She opened her eyes to return his gaze and her golden irises glowed subtly at the center of her black sclera – her irises’ glow ceased and Byakuya’s body came to rest just a few short feet above her bed. Her telekinetic hold on him was localized to his torso, allowing his arms and legs to move independent of it, and he bent his knees to rest his feet on the futon he had been laying on.
            Next, Sayaka took telekinetic control over Byakuya’s arms and hands, forcing him to raise them above his head, with his wrists bound together seemingly by an invisible rope. This left him completely at her mercy and he felt a dark thrill course through him. As long as it was Sayaka he was at the mercy of, he was sure to enjoy it.
            Sayaka climbed over Byakuya and kissed him sweetly on his lips, then began kissing her way down his well-sculpted, muscle-filled body. She urged him to spread his thighs apart and allow her between them, and the moment he obliged her, he felt her take telekinetic control of his feet, securing them to the flesh-covered floor outside the edges of her bed. Now, he was really at her mercy, held almost complete immobile for her to ravish. Only his hips could still move and he thrust them gently upward to show her his readiness for her as she removed his loincloth with the restraint and discipline of a professional prostitute, freeing his long, thick cock onto his lower abdomen. As restrained and disciplined as she acted, though, she was certainly excited for him, and as she wrapped both of her hands around him, with plenty of girthy cockshaft left for a third, she rubbed her thighs together to stimulate herself and build her natural sexual lubrication.
            Byakuya trembled as Sayaka lifted his cock away from his body to aim it straight up in the air, then opened her mouth to take a long, passionate lick at the underside of it, licking from its base all the way up to its broad, male crown. He gasped softly from the pleasure, feeling his pre-cum beginning to flow. It seemed that Kagura hadn’t taken so much out of him, or not so much that he couldn’t ‘perform’ for Sayaka now.
            Sayaka’s eyes glittered with approval as she coaxed more and more pre-cum up and out of Byakuya’s cock, feeling it beginning to throb insistently under her passionate attentions. She licked some of his delicious sexual fluid away to swallow it and spread the rest up and down the length of him to lubricate him, to the point that his cock was as a glistening, pulsating sexual weapon between his thighs. Below his cock, his balls were big and heavy in their smooth, hairless sac, having replenished the large amounts of virile reproductive matter he’d shot into Kagura’s belly earlier in the day.
            Again, Sayaka was pleased with Byakuya’s readiness, eager to receive what his body had to give. Perhaps it was the fact that this was the ‘real’ Byakuya she had in front of her now and not just a copy that fed into her eagerness for him. “So big,” she praised to him, fisting his cock slowly, steadily to bring him to the crest of orgasm without pushing him over it. “Big, hot, hard. Just like the rest of you.” She emphasized her latter compliment by releasing his cock altogether, placing her hands flat on the well-muscled planes of his chest and raking her nails downward, over his chiseled abdomen. “By my new bond to Naraku, I can see into his mind a little. I know now that he gave you this kind of a body for his own entertainment, preparing for but maybe not really counting on a woman ever getting to make use of it. Does it feel good to be of use like this, to me and my girls?”
            “Y-yes,” Byakuya struggled, swallowing thickly, his heart pumping briskly in his chest with each beat echoing in his cock. “I never imagined meeting you and having this…relationship with you, or with your girls.” Through the flesh-covered shoji of the wall adjacent to the next bedroom over, he could hear the muffled female moans and male groans of his first copy getting down to hard, heavy fucking with Sayaka’s first acolyte, and he ached to join them in their ecstasy.
            Sayaka recognized the need on Byakuya’s handsome face and took hold of his cock again, lifting it away from his body and this time, using her telekinesis to hold it upright. “As big as you are, though, I’m sorry to say that Naraku is even bigger.” She lay one hand flat at the base of Byakuya’s cock, feeling the impatient surge of his powerful hips, then held her other hand in the same orientation and leveled it with his cock’s head so that from his perspective, the full length of his cock was bracketed between her hands.
            “This is your length,” Sayaka explained to Byakuya, taking a kinky pleasure in literally helping him measure himself. “And it’s such a good length. You’ve reached so deep in me with it. With your copies, some of my girls’ pussies are choking on this length, right now. But Naraku…” She raised her upper hand a few inches so that there was a distance of almost fourteen between her palms. “Is about here.”
            “Goodness,” Byakuya responded, unable to help himself from visualizing the monster between Naraku’s thighs. He asked himself: had Naraku really been that big, the night before? Sayaka sneered passionately, her golden irises flashed, and she transmitted directly into Byakuya’s mind a brief, yet highly explicit telepathic image of Naraku’s enormous cock moving inside her body, splitting the richly-lubricated, creamy pink walls of her pussy far apart, ruthlessly grinding her womb higher up into her body with each potent, demonic fuck-thrust. Then, the building eruption of the oni lord’s vile seed, and the image was suddenly gone. “S-Sayaka!” he gasped, feeling the hot, throbbing pulse of his own seed trying to move against his command.
            “I want you to have the same size he does, so that you can fill me like he can,” Sayaka growled with escalating feminine hedonism. “The same size, the same power. I can give it to you, if you want it. Naraku himself has authorized it.”
            Byakuya was hopelessly under Sayaka’s sexual spell, at this point. Whatever she wanted, he wanted. And if Naraku wanted it, neither one of them had much choice. Swallowing thickly, he answered: “Please. Please, do it.”
CONTENT WARNING – See warning at beginning of chapter
(Soundtrack: Dark Tranquillity – Tongues)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dmu6dsq9TXw
            Sayaka placed her hands on Byakuya’s thighs and kept his cock in place with her telekinesis, enabling her to service him orally without the use of her hands. She glanced into his eyes and he trembled, then she opened her mouth to lick the underside of his cock again. Reaching his cock’s phallic crown, she took that distinctly-male head of his past her lips and began to drink it down her throat, taking his full length inch by inch. Soon, her nose touched his cock’s hairless base, every last inch of him pulsing in her throat.
            Byakuya grit his teeth and kept himself under control by a dangerously-thin margin as Sayaka withdrew her lips up his cock by a few inches and pushed them back down, steadily building a slow, yet skillful oral coital rhythm with him. After just a few mesmerizing bobs of her head, she was fucking the full length of him with her mouth, his cock gliding past her lips over and over with a quiet gush of her saliva’s lubrication. He knew he wasn’t going to last long under the pleasurable onslaught of her mouth and throat – she was a master of her trade, and just when he felt himself about to give in, she stopped, pulling her mouth off him completely to leave him throbbing hard, pumping pre-cum like his heart pumped his blood through his veins.
            Sayaka kept her mouth open and extended her tongue, daintily feminine and a healthy, glistening pink as she swirled it around her lips. Then, it began to darken, first turning grey, then ink-black, as if filled from the inside-out with some ominous black liquid. It lengthened and narrowed at once, rapidly growing in length until it was as a long, black strip that hung from Sayaka’s mouth, like a snake’s tongue. Speech was difficult for her now, given her sudden lack of a proper human tongue, so she spoke telepathically into Byakuya’s mind. “Now, keep still.”
            Byakuya panted, mildly horrified but simply too turned-on to stop Sayaka from doing…whatever she was about to do. Her silky-black, reptilian tongue whipped around from her open mouth almost involuntarily, then found some prehensile relationship with her nervous system and responded precisely to her conscious control. She guided the tip of it to touch gently to the underside of Byakuya’s cock, then turn upward and begin slithering up the length of him, steadily approaching the oozing male slit at his head.
            Screwing his eyes shut, Byakuya clenched his teeth and forced himself to keep still as Sayaka instructed, and the tip of her tongue entered his urethra, plunging in against the hot, viscous loads of pre-cum pumping out of him. His chest heaved and his heart pounded as he felt the thing reaching into his body through his cock, and supposed it wasn’t a totally unprecedented sensation, having Sayaka inside him instead of the other way around. He’d had Naraku inside him earlier that very day, fucking his untested ass as he fucked Kagura’s hot, tight kaze youkai pussy. At least this way, he wouldn’t have Sayaka pumping a hot, heavy liquid load inside him the way Naraku had…
            And that line of hopeful thinking was quickly shot apart for Byakuya as the tip of Sayaka’s tongue reached its destination, the very root of his cock inside him, where his most male organs and tissues worked together to achieve the most visible effects of male orgasm. He could feel her pressing at his prostate inside him in the exact opposite way Naraku had, kissing at it as he might kiss the mouth of her womb with his own talented tongue as he performed enthusiastic male-on-female oral sex on her. He was comforted by the thought that whatever she was doing, she wasn’t doing it to cause damage, comfort he needed every bit of as a highly-suspicious bulge appeared at the root of her long, black tongue in her mouth.
            The bulge in Sayaka’s tongue moved in fits and starts, pumped along as if by the pressure of ejaculation. Once it arrived at the thin, clean urethral slit in Byakuya’s cock, it swelled in size as its internal pressure increased, then that pressure suddenly overcame the resistance of the wind demon’s erectile tissue and surged inside him. He panted quickly as he felt it coursing down into his body, inch by inch, then clenched his fists and feet at once as its contents exploded into his twitching demonic prostate, like all the cum he’d been pumping into Sayaka’s and Kagura’s wombs over the course of the last day and night.
            Byakuya arched his back and cried out by the alien sensation of sticky liquid warmth erupting into his body, instead of the other way around. A strange pleasure, but pleasure nonetheless, pounded through his blood as the hot liquid substance Sayaka had introduced into his body soaked into his prostate’s various tissues and membranes, subtly changing them. That precious male organ of his clenched and released, then clenched and released again, over and over, beginning to beat and pulsate with the rhythm of fast approaching orgasm. She was making him cum, from inside his own body!
            “Oh, God…” Byakuya breathed, his heart slamming in his chest as the pressure built and built inside him. His breathy, pleasured voice became a male wail: “SayaKAAAA!!” The miko prostitute’s energetic demonic essence, ‘blessed’ to her by Naraku, worked its way elsewhere inside the wind demon’s body, osmosing into the internal structures of his cock through the interior of his urethra, delivered by tiny pores all along Sayaka’s thin, silky-black tongue. Still more invaded his seminal glands and ducts, and even penetrated the cores of his balls, altering the production of all his reproductive matter at the source.
            Sayaka held Byakuya’s balls in a hand and felt them beginning to swell in their protective sac, beating palpably in her palm. Each one was the size of her clenched fist now. Her womb trembled in her belly – she couldn’t wait to feel the copious seed they carried exploding into her belly this time. At the same time, she began to fuck his cock with her tongue, drawing it out of his urethra and plunging it back in, eliciting a gasp or a cry from him with each thrust. Pre-cum flowed from him freely and heavily now, by the changes she was making to the source within him, then as his balls grew, so did his cock. It lengthened and thickened slowly, majestically, reaching eleven inches, twelve, thirteen, with a well-proportioned, pussy-splitting girth to match.
            Watching his cock grow before his very eyes, Byakuya slipped into climax, succumbing to Sayaka’s combined tongue-fucking and manipulation of his most male anatomy. His enlarged balls lifted and clenched in their sac, his now 13-14 inch monster cock pulsed potently, and all the way down inside him at the tip of her tongue, Sayaka felt the frenzied pump, pump, pump of his orgasm reaching its full force. Swiftly, she drew her tongue out of him and an enormous, jiggling rope of his thick, creamy cum followed it, painting a hot, dripping white line right up her face.
            Sayaka laughed heartily as she received an explosive semi-facial from Byakuya’s cock, closing an eye and turning her head to one side in order to keep his cum out of her other eye. His next shot was even more powerful, leaving his cock with an audible splurt and sailing two whole feet straight up into the air, drizzling down into Sayaka’s short, silky black hair from above. “Yeah, babe!” she approved to him, releasing his pulsating, enormously-ejaculating cock from her telekinetic hold and wrapping both hands around him to steadily, rapidly jack him off. She found that now, he had room for at least four of her hands on his cock, possibly even five. “That’s it! CUM for ME!”
            Clenching his teeth, Byakuya thrust his hips savagely, jabbing his cock up into Sayaka’s aggressive, double-handed milking grip. He felt every ejaculation in his very soul and snarled as they uncoiled from his body, each one seemingly more powerful than the last – pump, pump, PUMP, PUMP!! After just a few of these copious loads from him, Sayaka’s lovely face was completely coated with his seed, with the stuff flowing thickly down her brows and cheeks, off her nose and off her chin, gluing her bangs to her forehead. Scooting forward to press her sexy upper body deeper between his quivering thighs, she abandoned her grip on his cock to take it between her breasts, relishing in how fully he filled the valley between them. Positioning her face directly in his reproductive ‘line of fire,’ she kept her mouth wide open, reverted her tongue to its ordinary, more conventionally attractive pink, human shape, and stuck it out to give him the most tempting target possible.
            The taste of hot, fresh semen exploded up along Sayaka’s extended tongue as a thick, rope-like wad of Byakuya’s cum found its way into her open mouth, rolling over her tongue and down her throat for her to swallow. Another shot higher to hit the roof of her mouth and ricochet to directly pummel her gullet. It was hot, thick, heavy, and salty, loaded with mineral flavor and probably billions of potent wind demon sperm. In a word, delicious – a worthy challenger to the taste of Naraku’s demon seed. She found herself wanting more and more of that taste and bent her head to capture his beautifully-flared, visibly-throbbing cockhead with her lips, needing to do so only a little bit by his cock’s sheer length. As she began to suck his cum right out of him, she squeezed her breasts together and pumped them up and down along his new, impressive length to provoke the most powerful ejaculations from him, then keep them going for as long as possible.
            Gulp by gulp, Sayaka’s larynx recoiled in her throat and her stomach filled up with Byakuya’s cum, to the point that her belly felt heavy and warm with it. The moment she started using her breasts on him, she felt his cumshots actually increase in volume and intensity, as if he had reached another orgasm right in the middle of the one he was already experiencing. Only after around a dozen incredibly-messy ejaculations did his mind-breaking multi-orgasm finally ebb, then the thrusts of his hips slowed, gradually stopping as his whole body relaxed beneath her. His sable-haired head fell backward and hung limply from his neck as he sagged in the hold of Sayaka’s telekinesis, then she carefully released him from it, so that he lay directly on her bed again.
            In the first few moments of his post-climactic afterglow, Byakuya’s hearing was as a dull whine in his tapered youkai ears, and he was only dimly aware of his own deep, coarse breathing and the galloping beat of his heart. Soon enough, his pleasure overload faded and those two sounds so symbolic of continued life came back to full volume and clarity for him. He opened his eyes to the bedroom’s flesh-covered ceiling, looking down over his heaving chest to see Sayaka climbing onto him with a predatory gleam in her black/gold eyes and a provocative sway in her hips. With huge amounts of his creamy cum glistening all over her face and breasts, she wasn’t nearly finished with him.
            Sayaka’s rosy, cum-coated lips were pursed and her cheeks were visibly-puffed out, and Byakuya felt his heart stop slowing down and immediately begin to speed back up. She lay on a bare hip beside him and reached up to touch his handsome face, then turned it to point squarely up at hers. He knew what she wanted and made no move to deny her. With only some trepidation, he opened his mouth to her and she covered his lips with hers. The moment her lips parted, the large amount of cum and saliva she’d built up inside her mouth passed from her mouth to his, and he moaned as he accepted his own seed from her, gulping deeply and letting it flow down his throat.
            Sayaka let her lips linger on Byakuya’s a little longer, and what had begun as the act of sharing his own cum with him became another, more conventional kiss between them. Their tongues entwined and thrust back and forth between their mouths, gliding against each other almost without friction by the sheer amount of oral lubrication in play. When their mouths separated, a gleaming thread of fluid, a mixture of his seed and saliva from both of them, continued to link their tongues. That thread stretched out and broke when she pulled her mouth to far away to keep the connection.
            “Was that good for you?” Sayaka asked to Byakuya with a sultry purr, relishing in her power over him. By her transformation into Naraku’s Dark Priestess, she had become perhaps the ultimate priestess prostitute, now capable of not only bringing a male to his ostensible ultimate size and hardness, but taking him beyond, giving him a sexual potency he never dreamed of and allowing him to use it on her willing flesh.
            “Mm-hmmnf,” Byakuya sounded through his nose, looking down along his chest to see the head of his cock resting on his upper abdomen, instead of any part of the lower. Sayaka wrapped a slender female hand around his cock’s thick shaft, finding he had softened a little bit. Then, with a single slow, gripping stroke, a full, heavy male hardness coursed back into it from within him.
            “Kami, yes,” Byakuya praised, arching his back as Sayaka fisted him back to sexual readiness. Then, with some concern, he asked: “Is this…is this permanent?”
            “No idea,” Sayaka answered. “Naraku basically told me: ‘Do this. You’ll like it.’ I guess if it’s not permanent, we can just do it again.”
            The sounds of male and female orgasms echoed through the flesh-covered walls and Byakuya and Sayaka simply lay together on their bed, listening. She pumped his cock with her fist, ‘edging’ him expertly as she felt the seed of his copies erupting into her girls’ pussies, potently flooding their wombs. In return, he groped her bare, shapely rear with a hand, alternating between that and rubbing his palm up and down her bare back, feeling the subtly-raised borders of the spider-shaped brand there. “My girls…” she hushed, closing her black/gold eyes as she focused her corrupted miko senses. She could see the sperm of Byakuya’s copies coursing into her girls’ bellies, taking her their willing, waiting eggs. “They’re getting pregnant, again. I can feel the life beginning inside them…”
            Byakuya took a sharp breath and his hand stilled on Sayaka’s waist. He hadn’t been thinking of the consequences of his copies going to bed with Sayaka’s girls, considering what had happened before at her bath house: 9 copies of himself, 9 lovely young women, 9 deep, highly-potent internal vaginal cumshots, and 9 almost instantaneous impregnations. Perhaps this was some side effect of her brief psychic control over him, or from even earlier, when Kikyo almost killed him? “I…I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking…”
            “I was,” Sayaka interrupted Byakuya, silencing him. “Naraku wanted it - me and all my girls pregnant, with your children. You might be interested to know that I’m still pregnant from before, even after what Naraku did to me today.”
            Byakuya swallowed thickly as Sayaka slipped herself fully atop him, intimately melding her body to his to press her breasts to his chest and her flat belly to his enhanced cock. Clenching her perfect rear, she gazed into his eyes and pumped her hips to grind her belly on his cock, visualizing how deep inside her he could reach now: as deep as Naraku had, and now, it would feel oh, so much better. After all, Byakuya (and his copies) each bore in their delicious seed the true virility needed to create new life. Feeling his cock beginning to throb dangerously, with spectacular symmetry, she spread her thighs around his muscular hips and sat up over him to press the sopping female core of her pussy to the upturned underside of his monstrous length.
            Sayaka thrust her hips passionately, feeling the muscles in her hips, thighs, and rear really flexing as she pumped her pussy forward along the impressive length of Byakuya’s cock, then drew it all the way back and thrust forward again, over and over. The male wind demon growled with anticipation, feeling himself so close to where he wanted to be, and mercifully, she did not tease him for long. She transitioned from a splayed out kneeling position astride his lap to a high crouch, needing the extra height to get herself in position to take him into her. Then, spreading her thighs wide, she reached down between their bodies to lift his massive cock away from his abdomen and aim it up into herself.
            Byakuya clenched his teeth, baring his demonic incisors, and he gazed heatedly at his huge demon cock lined up to enter Sayaka. Biting her lower lip, she lowered her hips and gently touched the silky pink petals of her pussy to the very tip of him, rubbing him back and forth through her creaming female slit to let each of them feel the other’s readiness for the act. She looked him straight in the eye and lowered her hips further, feeling herself opening, opening, opening around his cock’s bulbous crown, then with a silent, well-lubricated pop, he was inside her, ascending her welcoming vaginal canal and pushing its richly-textured walls apart in earnest.
            Inch after inch of Byakuya’s long, thick, meaty and palpably-pulsating wind demon cockshaft disappeared into Sayaka’s cunt with each inch that her hips descended. Her body coped with his girth admirably and her natural internal contractions simply drank him in, accepting him all the way up to the mouth of her womb, which hungered for a taste of his seed after gorging on Naraku’s. “Nnnnngh…” he sounded, his head falling back against the pillow beneath it by the incredible pleasure of Sayaka’s hot, gripping pussy flesh gobbling him up.
            “Byakuya, yes,” Sayaka praised softly, feeling every cubic inch of space in her pussy taken up by the wind demon’s cock. With the new and improved size and erectile potency she had granted him, he was so hot, hard, huge, and utterly alive inside her, and she felt his heartbeat pumping through the length of him, thudding against her vaginal muscles. Her own heart sped up by the extremely intimate stimulation, and all around her, the flesh-covered walls responded as she approached her maximum sexual pleasure.
(Soundtrack: Overkill – Forked Tongue Kiss)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wAr0kBTi0p4
            BUMP…BUMP. The demonic flesh covering the walls, floor, and ceiling of Sayaka’s bedroom gave an emphatic, booming beat. Palpitating veins swelled up from inside the flesh, as if driven to the surface by the rising pressure, and the beat repeated, becoming steady, quick, and rhythmic: Bump-bump! Bump-bump! Bump-bump! Bump-bump!
            “Say…Sayaka,” Byakuya breathed, his every sense dominated by the powerful demonic heartbeat pounding all around him. It filled his ears and caressed his skin, infused more aphrodisiac up his nostrils and down into his lungs, and each beat was as Sayaka’s lips and tongue caressing his in a kiss meant just for him. “What…what is this?” Then, just as he asked the question, he realized that every beat came in time with Sayaka’s vaginal contractions around his cock…
            “My heart…” Sayaka whispered, closing her black/gold eyes and tilting her head back to luxuriate, somewhat narcissistically, in the sound of her own heart beating for herself and Byakuya to hear. “This is…another gift from Naraku, one he showed me upon his bed. The sound of pleasure, or one of them, at least, reproduced and transmitted for two lovers to share.”
            Byakuya could feel an especially evil orgasm boiling up inside him. Ultimately, he was the spawn of Naraku, and however much he wanted to deny it, whatever pleased Naraku pleased him in some way, deep down. Measuring his breathing carefully, he forced himself to suppress his rising climax, finding the act of doing so surprisingly easy. Whatever Sayaka had just done to him to increase his size and potency, it had also improved his self-control. He reached up with his right hand and lay it on her left hip to steady her over him, then he noticed a strange scar on her upper abdomen, just below the subtly-defined lower edge of her ribcage. It was wide and jagged, implying the original wound had been anything but clean and precise, and almost certainly not caused with a blade…
            Sayaka saw where Byakuya was looking and saw how his eyes widened with a terrible realization. She reached down with her right hand and grasped his left wrist, then lifted it up to bring his palm to bear against that vital place on her body where Naraku’s hand had been, where it had gone inside. “Yes,” she confirmed to him, hearing the words forming in his mind. “When Naraku said I gave my heart to him, he meant it.”
            Byakuya’s irises dilated suddenly and his chest swelled with a silent gasp as Sayaka transmitted an explosive collage of telepathic images – memories - directly into his mind, ones of blood, agony, death, then dark rebirth, followed by darker pleasure as she used her first moments as Naraku’s Dark Priestess to begin riding the oni lord’s throbbing demon cock. Back in the present, she began riding Byakuya’s cock with an affection she could not show Naraku, lifting her pussy up his length and letting gravity take her back down.
            His mind swimming in the delicious physical sensations of the present and the horrifying memories of Sayaka’s recent past, among those memories the blood-gushing image of the miko prostitute’s disembodied heart beating in Naraku’s hand, Byakuya snapped fully back to reality, breathing harsh and heavy. He was comforted with the pleasant, attention-getting sight of Sayaka’s bountiful breasts bouncing gently on her chest as she pumped herself onto him, her pussy gliding up and down his cock’s newly-increased length with generous, glistening female lubrication. All the while, she kept his left hand close to her heart under her left breast, letting him feel it hammering beneath his palm, just for him.
            Sayaka’s entire body was as a well-lubricated, 100% dedicated female sex machine, and she poured her full power onto Byakuya, her hips rising up until the rim of his cock’s head began to emerge from her sheath, then driving down until his tip met the gate of her womb, deep in her belly. Over and over she did him like this, knowing they could both take it, then she arched her back to really thrust her heart against his palm. “This heart that beats in me, this corrupted heart of a whore,” she snarled passionately, gazing down at him over her nose with half-lidded black/gold eyes. “It is possessed by Naraku, but it belongs to YOU!”
            Byakuya cried out as Sayaka shoved his hand away from her heart abruptly, then thrust her upper body forward and down to cover his chest with hers. Clamping a hand over his lower jaw, she took his lips in a hard, possessive kiss, skillfully pumping her hips to work her pussy around his cock, and he finally began to reciprocate the hard, thumping fucking she unleashed on him. Bracing his feet on the futon beneath him, he flexed his hips and thighs and drove his monster cock upward, deep into her pussy as she thrust it down around him, slowing his savage, skewering thrust just in time to avoid jabbing her cervix too painfully. The result was a restrained, but definitely palpable bump of his cock’s head kissing her womb’s mouth within her, setting her hungry, eager uterine tissues aflutter.
            Simultaneously with that intimate mating of his body with hers inside her, Byakuya’s big balls filled the space between the taut globes of Sayaka’s rear more tightly than ever before. Between the smooth, hairless sac those hefty male orbs of his were enclosed in and her scorching hot perineum, dribbling strings of her juicy female cream stretched out, then collapsed with each swift, rising fuck-stroke, over and over. Moaning into his mouth, she felt the clean, pink hole of her ass clenching involuntarily by the sheer depth and unceasing intensity of his penetrations, and then she felt her pleasure begin to mount.
            Sayaka pulled her mouth off Byakuya’s to take a much-needed breath and thrust herself back upright over him with lightning speed, throwing her head rearward and reaching up to run a hand through her short, black hair. “Fuck, yes,” she encouraged to her powerful, mightily-endowed wind demon lover, continually rocking her hips down into his to keep their energetic coital rhythm going. Perspiration glistened all over her pale, creamy smooth skin, flowing down her body with gravity. The beating sound emanating from the living walls was faster, harder now, emulating her accelerating heartbeat: Bumpbump! Bumpbump! Bumpbump! Bumpbump!
            Byakuya sat up beneath Sayaka, crossing his ankles under her rear and spreading his muscular thighs wide on the futon for stability, while bracing an also-muscular arm on the futon behind him. He used his free hand on her waist to guide her hips and ensure the deepest, most consistent penetration on each stroke, yielding the greatest pleasure for both of them. This allowed her to crouch deep in his lap and ride his cock in a variation of the ‘lotus’ position. Now, they moved together upright, face-to-face as equals, and the new position was so thrillingly intimate that Byakuya felt his cheeks flushing, while from Sayaka’s perspective, his gorgeous blue eyes seemed to glow from underneath his elegant male brows, behind his tussled black bangs.
            Sayaka released a shaky, pleasured breath and the beating in the walls calmed noticeably: Bump-bump. Bump-bump. Bump-bump. Bump-bump. Her heart slowed as she slowed her strokes onto Byakuya’s cock, since their thrilling new position was better suited to the pace of slow, easy love, rather than fast, aggressive fucking from either her to him or him to her. Due to the configuration of their bodies, she was slightly elevated above him, and she slipped one hand behind his neck, using her other hand to tilt his chin upward and look upon his face more clearly.
            Byakuya gazed up into Sayaka’s exotic black/gold eyes. Her pleasure was visible in her irises, seemingly churning around like a liquid form of the precious, auric metal from which her irises’ golden color derived its name. Returning his gaze, she bent her head down and kissed him sweetly, then pulled her lips from his to whisper: “I made a promise today. I’m not sure if you know it, because I made it to that copy you left with me. As he fucked me, sinking that big fucking cock of his inside me, he asked me to marry him, to marry you. And I fucking said yes.”
            All the while, Sayaka continued to rock her hips against Byakuya’s, shifting his cock inside her without missing a beat. “Marriage…” he hushed to her with a stunned expression, as if trying the word on his tongue for the first time.
            “Marriage,” Sayaka confirmed with an emphatic nod, kissing Byakuya again, more deeply than before. She smoothed his tussled black bangs away from his brow and did the same with her own. “And in this marriage, a child between myself and you, which grows in me right now. I will bear your child, because I want it. Do you…accept the arrangement that your copy made with me, on your behalf?”
            Byakuya’s gorgeous, cobalt blue eyes widened and Sayaka felt his youki flex within him. His hand left her waist and ventured around to the center of her spider-branded back, then he snared her into a hard, bruising kiss. As their lips separated, she smirked: “I’ll take that as a yes.”
            Sayaka moaned out as Byakuya surged his hips up to hers with renewed energy, driving his cock more potently into her cunt. Their languid, leisurely thrusting pace began to quicken, as did the heartbeat sound from the bedroom’s flesh-covered walls. “I…can carry a second child in me,” she revealed with a husky tone, then the youki she could feel churning within Byakuya flexed again, almost doubling in on itself. The knowledge of a willing female’s fertility was perhaps the ultimate aphrodisiac for a male demon, and Sayaka used it to full effect on Byakuya, her intended husband. “I have the capacity for it. Give me your child, again.”
            Byakuya rasped for breath as Sayaka reached down between her body and his to lay a hand on her belly, right over her womb. She used her dark reiki to stimulate one of her ovaries, nudging it, subtly urging it to give up one of its precious eggs, in anticipation of the copious, powerful demon seed about to erupt within her. Her ovary quivered, then an egg unlocked from it, ejected into the attached fallopian tube and moved along by the contractions of her most female muscles. It slipped into her fertile womb from above and then, she was ready.
            Sayaka began to fuck Byakuya hard and fast again. She pushed on his chest firmly to thrust him back down onto the futon beneath him, then keeping herself upright over him, she immediately began to glide her beautiful, hairless pussy up and down the full length of his cock for him to see. In his new, enormous size, her inner muscles gripped him so tightly that on each ascent, he saw his thickly-veined cockshaft tug a little bit of her creamy pink vaginal flesh out of her, then stuff it back up into her on each descent. As Sayaka took her pleasure, the disturbingly-arousing beating sound in the flesh-covered walls returned to its full power and volume: BUMP-BUMP, BUMP-BUMP, and Byakuya’s heart beat to match it.
            Byakuya groaned out as he felt the pressure building within him. Each glide of Sayaka’s strangling-tight sheath over him sent a searing hot bolt of incredible pleasure striking deep down inside him through his cock, and his big balls began to lift and tighten in their sac. Using the bulging muscles in his hips and thighs, he thrust up into her to embrace the climax churning up within him, his hips meeting her inner thighs with a firm, escalating slap, slap, slap.
            Sayaka responded to Byakuya’s groan with a breathless cry. “Yes. Oh, fuck, yes,” she gasped to him. Her breasts bounced freely on her chest as she leaned back over him, bracing her hands on his thighs behind her. “I can feel you in me. You’re almost there, and so am I. Do you…want to see what you do to me, inside me?”
            Byakuya tore his gaze away from the sight of Sayaka’s widely-spread vaginal petals shuttling up and down his cock, drooling her female lubricant all over him. His eyes roved up her body, over her flat belly where their first-conceived child grew and the makings of a second lay waiting for his claiming. Then, over her large, full breasts, mesmerizing in their symmetrical bouncing. And finally, to her lovely, pleasure-gripped face, where her golden irises flashed at the center of her eyes’ black sclera and an invisible connection formed between her mind and his.
            The sound of Sayaka’s heartbeat dominated Byakuya’s mind and her control over it drove his gaze back down to his cock gliding in and out of her. There, their bodies united and separated with a sopping wet gush over and over. Then, she brought his gaze upward and she allowed him to look into her body. His point-of-view, gazing at the pale, creamy-smooth, perspiration-dripping skin of her flat belly, seemed to plunge forward, and the color of her exterior flesh parted horizontally to reveal what lay beyond.
            “Sayaka!” Byakuya cried out, his chest rising and falling sharply by his suddenly distressed breathing. “SayaKAAAA!” The miko prostitute and Dark Priestess riding him brought his point-of-view inside her and his vision became that of the healthy, living, rosy pink entrails inside her lower abdomen, finally focusing on her vaginal canal as his cock surged up through it to split its richly-textured walls apart, then withdrew to let them close back up, only to surge back up again. Her vaginal muscles took on a special, psychic luminescence intended just for him, so that the boundaries of her coveted internal female sex organ were clearly defined to his mind, in the absence of actual light.
            And then, crowning Sayaka’s vaginal canal, her cervix, and the hot, ready womb it guarded. It glowed within her, seeming to blossom with reproductive power. Byakuya gasped for breath, feeling his demonic prostate pounding within him as he saw the throbbing of Sayaka’s womb within her. She was already cumming, the pleasure-filled pangs of uterine orgasm coursing through her. The path his seed would take to reach her womb was so utterly clear to him now, and he could feel it boiling up irrepressibly.
            “Now you’re ready,” Sayaka sneered to Byakuya, pushing off his thighs so that she leaned over him in a squat, thighs spread wide. “Your cock, your balls, they’re both pumping with the urge, the urge to fucking nut in me. Let’s see how long you last…against this!”
            Sayaka raised her pussy up Byakuya’s cock and slammed it down, grinding her cervix to his cock’s crown-like head, deep inside her. “One!” she called, and his cock quivered dangerously, but did not shoot. “Good! Another!”
            Byakuya moaned and threw his head back as Sayaka beat her hips to his and used him as her private, sentient, fully-feeling fuck-toy. “Two! Three! Four! Fucking FIVE, God DAMN, YES!” She came in earnest now, vaginal orgasm joining the uterine one searing her blood in her veins. “NOW! FUCKING NOW! CUM IN ME!!!”
            At last, the hard PUMP of male orgasm began in Byakuya, all the way down at the root of his cock inside him. His balls clenched in their sac with all of their enhanced power and Sayaka felt what was coming. Clenching her teeth and baring them as a female youkai might during the culmination of sex, she sank herself fully onto his cock, mating the oozing slit at the end of his bulbous tip to the tiny, yet receptive opening in her womb, and all that was left then was the movement of male reproductive matter.
            The beating sound in the flesh-covered walls reached its dark crescendo as orgasm rocked Sayaka: BUMPBUMP, BUMPBUMP, BUMPBUMP, BUMPBUMP!! On that final, hard BUMP of Sayaka’s heart slamming in her chest, Byakuya’s monstrous cock throbbed against her clutching vaginal muscles and his hot, creamy cum EXPLODED directly into her womb, surging through her cervix and plastering the uterine riches beyond. This was only the first shot in a climax consisting of several, and the underside of his cock bloated visibly, hammering against the posterior wall of Sayaka’s pussy with every heavy load that coursed through it.
            PUMP, PUMP, PUMP!! The power and pressure of Byakuya’s ejaculations matched the power of Sayaka’s heartbeats, utterly and instantly flooding her womb with churning, boiling liquid heat. In his orgasmic throes, he snapped up into a sitting position beneath her and wrapped his arms around her to hold her and keep her impaled on him as deeply as possible, wanting every last ounce of his copious seed to take purchase within her. He buried his face between her breasts and she held it there with a hand cupped around the back of his head, stroking it over his silky black hair to encourage him. “That’s it…fill me up…” she whispered, entering the afterglow of her own climax.
            Billions of wind Byakuya’s potent wind demon sperm swam around in Sayaka’s belly now, ruthlessly and efficiently seeking her egg. She shared with him the telepathic image of his seed performing its life-giving work inside her body, and they moaned together, the flesh-covered bedroom walls giving an emphatic BUMP…BUMP as sperm and egg bonded inside her, then bonded to the wall of her womb to grow alongside the first, rapidly-dividing zygote already there.
            Orgasm washed over Sayaka again with the moment of impregnation, and Byakuya was still coming inside her, his cock pulsing vigorously and pushing out load after load of sperm-loaded wind demon cum into her over-filled womb. Her lower belly felt heavy and full with his warmth, his love, and the emotional aspects of her attraction to him returned to her. He pulled his face from between her breasts and looked up at her, then she rewarded him with a kiss to his lips, followed by a playful female bite to the tip of his nose.
            Between Byakuya’s and Sayaka’s bodies was a sticky white mess of his seed as it poured out of her around him, plus a healthy amount of her own fluids. At last, his ejaculations ebbed and his cock softened a bit inside her, comforted by the ongoing contractions of her inner muscles. Then, as she closed her golden eyes and tilted her face upward to take a long, relaxing post-coital breath, she felt her reiki suddenly strum within her.
CONTENT WARNING – See second part of content warning above
(Soundtrack: Nonexist – Eaten Alive)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HYzvHLLo8Dc
            Byakuya felt Sayaka tense up in his arms. “What’s wrong?” he asked to her.
            Sayaka opened her eyes and turned her face back down very slowly and mechanically, as if possessed. Her golden irises grew beady in their black sclera, and she opened her mouth to unfurl her tongue, which changed color from healthy, human pink to demonic glossy black, and grew longer to the point that it hung down over her lower lip. Her tongue salivated visibly and Byakuya felt his blood chill in his veins at the sight.
            With a shriek, Sayaka arched her back and long, arthropodal, chitinous black spider legs erupted from her back as three-dimensional extensions of the two-dimensional spider-shaped brand she wore. Swiftly, those legs swung around to wrap around Byakuya and herself, firmly locking their bodies together, and Byakuya shook with mounting terror as Naraku spoke into his mind. “Very good, Byakuya. You’re created life with Sayaka, again,” the malevolent oni lord approved with an especially sadistic tone. “Now, she must feed. After all, she’s eating for three, now.”
            Sayaka’s mouth opened further and further, and by the swelling of Naraku’s dark powers within her, her jaw dislocated grotesquely as her teeth extended into an array of fangs. Byakuya screamed, paralyzed by her reiki-charged death gaze as she yanked his head to one side and buried her every fang into his exposed opposite shoulder. His blood exploded into her mouth as his seed had into her belly, and as her lips sealed to his skin, the muscles in her throat and diaphragm worked to produce suction.
            Byakuya thrashed and wailed helplessly as Sayaka began to devour him, and not in the good way, like before! Her long, black tongue plunged into the wound she had bitten into him, spreading around her venomous saliva, which had the effect of liquefying everything it came into contact with. His wails fell silent as shock overcame him, and Sayaka’s larynx recoiled in her throat as she began to drink.
            Gulp by gulp, Byakuya’s insides left his body through his punctured shoulder as a viscous, barely drinkable paste, which landed in Sayaka’s stomach to mix with all the semen she had taken from him earlier. His powerful, muscular body began to shrivel up, ending up as a mere husk of what he had been, and finally, the life-light left his eyes. Cruelly, Naraku took control of the flesh covering the bedroom’s shoji walls and attuned it to Byakuya’s heart instead of Sayaka’s, allowing his wind demon son to die to the sound of his own heart slowing down, then finally stopping. Bump-bump. Bump…bump. Bump……bump. Bump…………
            Sayaka took one final gulp of Byakuya’s pasted innards and pulled her mouth off him with a gasp, his blood pouring down her chin. Then, Naraku released his control over her and let her next truly conscious thought be those that resulted from her laying eyes on a lifeless, sucked-dry Byakuya, trapped in a prison of her spider legs. “No…” she breathed in horror. “Byakuya, NO!”
            The spider legs that secured Byakuya’s body to Sayaka’s unwrapped frantically, and the wind demon’s husk-like corpse fell backward away from her. She lifted herself off him and stood up over him to see his cock in the same pitiful state, a long, drawn-out ligament where a powerful, phallic cockshaft had once been. Down the hall, she heard the confused shouts of her girls as the copies of Byakuya they had been fucking disappeared abruptly. “Naraku!” she screamed. “You made me KILL HIM!”
            “Consider this my own brand of practical joke,” Naraku replied with vicious amusement. “Now, observe the nature of his bond to me, and yours.”
            Byakuya’s body jerked upon Sayaka’s futon and his chest swelled with a sudden intake of breath, his heart beginning to beat inside him again. Inside his body, his shriveled-up organs returned to their full size and function, and muscle regrew beneath his skin. The final external sign of his life functions returning to some semblance of normality was his skin, regaining full opacity after having become semi-translucent.
            As his brain came back to life inside his skull, Byakuya’s gaped mouth moved and produced a slurred ‘Nnnngh…” Then, he got enough breath into his lungs and “Nnnngh” became “Rrrr…rrrrRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGH!!”
            Sayaka stepped back away from Byakuya, his voice the sound of one who’d just been plunged into Hell, then dragged back after glimpsing the horrors of its Plutonian shores. Alive and conscious again, he vaulted into an animalistic crouch on the miko prostitute’s futon, his eyes glowing blood red in a way that frightened her, but also enticed the dark, sexual parts of herself she’d inherited from her bond to Naraku. She retracted her spider legs into herself and stepped forward to approach him, reaching down to touch his handsome face, restored to health and youth by his unholy regeneration. She thought that he might nuzzle into her palm, then he shot to his feet in front of her and reached up to seize one of her upper arms, yanking her to him to tower over her and glare at her from above.
            “I know…it was Naraku controlling you,” Byakuya said with a gravelly, demonic tone as some measure of sanity returned to him. “No hard feelings, except for this…”
            Sayaka gasped as Byakuya pressed his rejuvenated erection to her belly, letting her feel his wind demon monster cock ready to go again. His eyes continued to glow red and his lips curled into a sexy smirk as he focused his youki and produced another copy of himself, then another and another until he and his copies were ten strong – his copies were replacements for the ones that had just disappeared on Sayaka’s Dark Acolytes, and this time, they were more magnificently endowed than ever.
            Naraku’s Dark Priestess retracted the flesh covering the bedroom’s shoji door to allow Byakuya’s nine new, fully-nude copies to exit the bedroom and distribute themselves to her girls in their own bedrooms. Contrasting with the confused shouts her girls had just made, the same girls gave up impressed gasps or excited laughs as they laid eyes on what the wind demons carried between their thighs now. Those sounds were soon followed by those of male and female ecstasy.
            Byakuya created one more copy of himself, and this one stayed at his side in Sayaka’s bedroom. Now, the beautiful miko prostitute was faced with two powerful, extremely well-equipped demon males, and she hurriedly used her telekinesis to close her bedroom’s door, and recover it with pulsating demon flesh so that the three of them had their privacy. The original Byakuya bent his head down to kiss her, tasting his blood on her lips, while his copy stepped around them to approach Sayaka from behind.
            Sayaka panted as she felt the two Byakuyas begin caressing her up and down her body. The one in front of her reached behind her to fondle her supple rear, while the one behind her cupped her large breasts, filling his palms with their weight and warmth. To reciprocate their passionate touch, she reached up and slipped a hand behind the original Byakuya’s neck in front of her, then reached behind her with her other hand and placed it on the hard, muscle-filled hip of his equally-sexy copy. She kissed the original Byakuya on his lips, then lay her head back on his copy’s broad shoulder, exposing her throat for the original to kiss and suckle at.
            “Please,” Sayaka begged, lifting a foot from the flesh-covered floor and raising her thigh up the original Byakuya’s side. She arched her back, beginning to gently gyrate her perfect body between the powerful males whose sexual company she was blessed with. “Both of you, right now.”
            The two Byakuyas looked into each other’s glowing red eyes and together, they lifted Sayaka up between them, spreading her thighs fully apart with each male demon holding her with one hand at her waist, the other hand under her opposite thigh. Whereas the original Byakuya alone had been Sayaka’s to enjoy at her leisure the entire time, Sayaka was now fully under the control of the original Byakuya and his equally-potent copy. She could only wonder: would they love her, or use her?
            The original Byakuya gave Sayaka her answer through the gentleness and care with which he pressed the head of his cock to her weeping core, gradually sinking himself inside her and filling her pussy up. His copy expressed the same care as he briefly removed a hand from Sayaka’s hip, then lay it on the nearest flesh-covered wall to slather it with the aphrodisiac-infused lubricant it continuously secreted. He wrapped his lubricant-coated hand around his cock and pumped it back and forth to give his full cockshaft and the crown-like head at its end a glistening, almost frictionless sheen, then guided the head to the clean, pink hole of Sayaka’s ass.
            Again, Byakuya’s big-dicked copy was gentle as he entered Sayaka’s ass, adding the pressure of penetration bit by bit. Breathing huskily, she forced herself to relax, then he was inside her, his cock disappearing up her ass inch by well-lubricated inch. Soon, his big balls met her perineum, a tiny space also occupied by the original Byakuya’s balls, and she was full of their cocks, in both her vaginal and anal canals. She felt their hearts beating inside her through their cocks, and the sound of her own returned to them all, through the bedroom’s flesh-covered walls.
            As the two Byakuyas began to move inside Sayaka, the basso beating sound grew faster and more passionate, and it traveled through the castle’s darkened hallways to arrive in Naraku’s mind, a pleasure for his depraved soul…

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A Twist in the Myth