It'd all started with a duel. Which had then led to another duel, which had put Django in his current situation. Honestly, it was still hard for him to fully process. His life since coming to New Republic Academy… it'd gotten a bit… weird. To backtrack a little, in all fairness, Django had brought this, all of this, upon himself. He knew that Artemis wanted to take Diana away from him. She just didn't know how, or why, so instead she made up some bullshit about how he was trying to rape her sister. It wasn't true.
How all of this started was simple. As an incubus (half-breed), he needs to fuck all 31 girls in his class. So far he had sex with three of them. Only got pregnant and the other two are playin' hard to get. By now the lust pheromones from the Yui and Ryoko infected all the girls in class. So Django decided to fight Diana in a one on one match.
He'd won of course. She was pretty mad to lose a whose magic core was still black.
But hey, she hadn't run off the bet. But after beating Diana aftermath was something. This had resulted in Django learning something about the petite, stacked white-haired young woman.
Namely, she had a big sister. Said big sister, Artemis, had made Diana promise before she'd left for New Republic, that the only way she'd date a boy is if he could beat her in a fair fight. A duel if you will two times. One with magic and one with sword. Complete utter b.s if you asked him. Oh certainly, he'd heard all of the mushy fake stories about the knights fighting each other over the princess' hand growing up. Annalynne's sisters had always loved those sorts of lovey-dovey romances. The jailbait twins.
But whateves. He was goin' to win anyway. The souls he ate had plenty of hours in weapon training and combat skills. But he supposes he can why.
So, Diana comes from big money. The Amazon thicc girl was heiress to the and the massive family fortune that came with it, as well as a core user in training, Django supposed that it made some measure of sense that she would be expected to take care of herself and champion her own cause. Also, from what Diana told him of her sister, Artemis was a bonafide badass who clearly wanted her baby sis to be as cool and kickass as she was. And some shit.
That was what had led to the first duel. Django had effectively challenged Diana to a fight by asking her on a date, and he found he couldn't back out, not without losing his pride.
Naturally, Diana agreed. After all, he was charming, handsome and rich. That last part really sold the deal.
He won the magic fight easy. He was an elemental mage with hundreds of souls that have experience in using elemental magic and many more. His stats screen officially can't be seen anymore.
The second fight comes along. the big day had come, Django Kamadeva Whitmore the 'bad boy' and Diana Øydis the 'Amazoness Swordwoman' had come together to have their fight… and things had gotten a little weird. The Diana… had always seemed so graceful before. But as soon as the fight had begun, the Heiress had gotten eminently klutzy. She'd lunged forward, her sword pointed directly at his chest… only to trip over her own feet and land in a heap right in front of him, with a pointed 'oof'.
Django thought he could see the moment when Diana realized she had screwed up. Her face had gone pale. He was about to ask her if she was okay when she quickly scrambled to her feet and turned her sword on him.
They'd resumed again...
… Only for the white-haired girl to faceplant yet again as a result of another misjudgment regarding her footwork. Once more, Django waited for her to get up. It was only on the third time it happened, with repeated encouragement from the most vocal Saras and surprisingly Yui on the sidelines, that Django had finally put his blade to the downed Amazon's neck and demanded her surrender.
Which she had in turn happily given. With the rest of his class as witnesses, Diana was thus allowed to date Django, since he'd beaten her in a… fair-ish fight.
And so, they were now dating, despite the fact that both of them knew it was basically a one-sided relationship.
At least it was good for him. He gets to cross one name off his list just 28 more girls to go.
Two days Diana had pulled Django out into an abandoned hall, pushed him into a shadowy alcove, and given him a blowjob, right then and there. Damn girl is a freak for public sex.
Needless to say, from that point on, they'd been sex a lot. Still, Django had mostly felt like he was along for the ride, even as Diana trained him to be the perfect, loving, and most importantly domineering boyfriend that he now was. Django understood the petite girl a bit better now… and he knew the Heiress to be a closet slut in love with his big, fat cock.
Still, he'd been more than a little worried when Diana' aforementioned sister, THE Artemis Øydis, a bonafide badass and Russian/Amazon Operative, had come to visit New Republic and her baby sis. Diana and Artemis had talked… and the tall mommy milker babe had challenged Django to a duel over Diana' honour, demanding that if SHE won, Django was to stop seeing her sister immediately. Diana had jumped in and said that with such a big stipulation, if HE won, then Artemis would have to do whatever he said for a week.
And now here they were. Artemis had lost, nearly beaten black and blue and was unable to hit Django for the entire fight.
From there, Diana had taken a flushed, embarrassed Artemis away and told Django to wait for them at the usual spot. The usual spot was a private room that Diana had paid quite a lot for them to have for their… shenanigans. Now here he was, sat and waiting… and the door was opening. Django looks up, and the moment he sees who's entering, he finds himself growing almost painfully erect in his pants.
Diana' older sister Artemis steps into the room alone, but it's not her mere presence that gets him hard, it's her get-up. She's dressed in the sluttiest maid outfit that Django has ever laid his eyes on. And HE lives with a succubus mother who loves to wear cosplay. Fuckin' milf club and their damn attempts to feel younger! Anyways It shows off her midriff and a whole bunch of her cleavage while covering her upper chest with frills. Her arms are also bared, while she's wearing a cute frilly white skirt to cover her bottom half.
She looks absolutely gorgeous… and she's currently walking forward, holding the end of a leash in her open palms that go up to the collar around her neck. Blushing slightly, the older woman stops in front of him and offers up the leash to Django… so Django fuckin' takes it. Stepping back and letting the leash hang between them, Artemis reaches down and grabs the bottom of her skirts, pulling them up to reveal her thigh-high stockings, her cute panties… and the pink vibrator switches going up under said panties, obviously attached to vibrating eggs that have been inserted into her cunt.
"Hi, my master," she says softly as she pulls her skirt up higher, revealing more of her thigh-high socks, and giving him a view of her shaved pussy. "You're taking very good care of me."
"I'm doin' fine, lady," Django replies. "But I think you may want to take care of these yourself…" he adds suggestively, pointing towards the egg-shaped objects. And that pain problem in his crotch gets worse, his cock practically demanding to be let out of his confines at this point. Now time to put his new bitch for the week.
"Get down on your knees and relieve my cock from its confines."
His authoritative tone sends a shudder through Artemis's spine as she drops down immediately, her maid's skirt falling back down to cover her crotch as she hurriedly reaches out to do as she's told. Django can only smirk devilishly as she extracts his length from inside his pants, while Artemis's breath hitches and her eyes widen… but she's clearly not nearly as surprised as she should be.
"Suck it, slut."
She flinches at the word and blushes all the more… but in the end, does as she's told. It was just as Django thought. The two sisters were peas in a pod, really. Artemis is a closet slut who wanted to be dominated and fucked just like her little sister had been.
Leaning forward, the Amazon Operative takes him in her mouth and begins to suck. Her tongue sweeps against the underside of his shaft, licking and teasing… and Django can't help but groan in pleasure. The feeling of her warm, wet lips wrapped around his dick is heavenly. She's not as good as her baby sister is, amusingly enough. Is this Artemis's first time giving a blowjob? Feeling the slight graze of her teeth accidentally on his cock, Django jolts and lets out a growl.
"No teeth."
The Amazon obeys and continues to work her mouth over him, her fingers trailing down his body as she does so. Django keeps his eyes locked on hers as he enjoys the oral assault, watching her cheeks bulge as she works him over. She clearly eager to obey, and even more eager to learn, and Django decides that this is indeed Artemis's first blowjob. Still, she's giving it her all. The gorgeous woman is on her knees, dressed in a stupidly sexy maid uniform, with vibrators buzzing away at her cunt, and she's humming deep in her throat as she bobs up and down on his cock. Or rather, as much of it as she can handle.
Django is quite well-endowed, as it so happens. Of crouse he is... He is an incubus and a demon prince at that. Along with the bumps on his dick, Artemis is doing her best, sure… but she can't take more than a third of his member into her mouth. That's okay, Diana took a long time to train as well. His cock is at full mast now, and the first several inches of his length is lubed up and glistening with the Amazon woman's saliva.
"Good, you can stop now."
His words cause Artemis to halt and then slowly pull back off his cock, her tongue working its way around his shaft until she pops off of his member, her lips still slightly parted, her face quite red. She looks up at Django with those crystal blue eyes of hers and seems almost disappointed. Certainly, there's a note of worry in her tone.
"Did I… do that poorly?"
Django chuckles and in the end choose to shrug.
"Well... Get better now will ya? Now I will teach ya."
Artemis flushes prettily at that, and her blush even peeks out from under the frilly white top, hitting the exposed skin that rests between the top of her uniform and the part of it that's containing her breasts… but in the end, she just nods in agreement.
"For now… I wanna the sample the goods. Stand up and walk over to the table. Bend over it for me."
As she rises and does as she's told, Django rises as well, his glistening erection swinging back and forth as he follows her over. After all, he's still got ahold of her leash, he wouldn't want to accidentally choke her. No, he'll be purposefully choking her later on, more than likely. Diana certainly liked being asphyxiated…
Regardless, once Artemis has assumed the position, the slutty maid submitting to her master's whims, Django flips the back of her frilly white skirt up over her ass and yanks her panties down, all with the hand not currently her leash. There, he discovers something interesting and rather fun. The pink vibrators he'd seen hints of when she'd lifted her skirt… are up Artemis's ass, not in her cunt.
The pink lines go up between her ass cheeks, tucked away in her tight little backdoor, while her gushing wet cunt is left completely unoccupied and free for him to use. Ok, this was it. He is keepin' all the girls list on the list and their sisters, mother, whoever. Grinnin' devilishly, the half breed incubus gives Artemis's ass a nice grope and squeeze, smacking it and then gripping tightly at her buttocks, first the left and then the right… and then, unable to wait any longer, he moves into position, taking hold of Artemis by the hips.
"Hah!"
Artemis squeaks as he enters her, her eyes widening and her arms clutching at her sides as the massive head of his cock finally slides into her hole, stretching her tight little cunt wide open.
She's quite wet, but also incredibly tight. To Django's amazement, as he thrusts into her for the first time, he feels the unmistakable tearing of a hymen. Virgins always tasted good!
Judging by her whimpering mewling moan, she was. Unable to believe it, but nevertheless forced to accept it, Django just growls and begins giving Artemis Øydis what every Øydis woman he's met so far seems to want… his big fat cock. He fills the beautiful femme fatale with every inch of it, sinking himself further and further into her depths, until he begins to slam up against her cervix, hitting the entrance of her womb.
He'd experienced this with Diana as well, but much faster, given the petite white-haired girl's stature. All the same, Django keeps thrusting away, until finally, he makes a breakthrough, entering Artemis's womb directly, just as he had eventually done to her sister. His cock buries itself in the Øydis woman's cunt and womb, filling her to the absolute brim and then some.
Using his grip on her leash to pull her head back, Django looks down at Artemis's face from above, not at all surprised to find her full-on fuck silly face. Gone is the blushin', embarrassed face from before. Gone is the cool, calm, and collected Amazonian Operative she'd been when they'd first met. In the place of both is a woman who's completely given into the pleasure, her eyes rolled back in her head, her tongue sticking straight out of her mouth.
Artemis Øydis is finally getting the fuck she needs, and her sister's boyfriend is the one who gets to give it to her. She knew it the moment she meet Django that would take her sister at any cost. With a groan, unable to hold out any longer, Django finally lets loose, cumming deep inside of Artemis, pumping his seed into her womb directly and filling her to the brim not just with his cockmeat, but also with his white, hot ejaculate.
And Artemis comes with him, a loud, high pitched scream ripping free from her throat as the intense pleasure of such a powerful orgasm hits her. She clutches at the back of the chair behind her with one hand and presses her other hand over her mouth to keep it in.
Grinning wickedly, Django looks at his work. Artemis Øydis, his latest conquest, is dripping with semen and her own juices, the combination leaking down her thighs and onto the floor beneath her.
This time the tattoo appears on her this time.
***
"Oh my God," Artemis moans, staring down at her stomach and then her breasts. As if in response, her nipples harden and begin to poke out from her top. "What the hell did I just do?"
Django grins.
"Ain't you glad you came here, dearie?"
Artemis blushes and shakes her head, but in the end, she can't help but nod in agreement. Of course, she is. The way she sees it… she may have just gotten herself pregnant.
"I guess I am," she admits, squirming on the bed.
She'd thought that coming here might be a mistake, but it turns out she was wrong. This place is definitely her kind of spot. Not only is the sex amazing, but she's meeting all sorts of people as well. People like Diana, who is having a very similar experience to her.