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Albedo
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As I sits upon my throne and awaits the arrival of the one, I'd just sent for, I reflects that i have become Ainz Oaal Gown.
Ainz Ooal Gown, Overlord of the Great Tomb of Nazarick and Sorcerer King of the Sorcerer Kingdom.I lets out a low sigh through a lipless mouth. After going through the inventory i found the item that i need.
Yes, this is a very special item. It was an one-time use consumable, but even that didn't mean anything when i actually had about a million of this thing now, stockpiled in Nazarick. Ainz was a bit of a hoarder, and back during the last days of YGGDRASIL, he'd been the only one left around with access to the vast fortunes of gold that he and his friends had accumulated over the years.
He'd also been the only one bringing in new revenue to keep the guild up and running and functional, but luckily for them, upkeep on Nazarick wasn't actually that bad. Rather than paying to build their base, he and his cohorts had put in time and effort instead, resulting on lower upkeep costs across the board. Even by himself, given how much he played, Ainz had been able to keep bringing in a profit.
As such, he'd set about buying everything YGGDRASIL had to offer.
Now this all thing belong to me ,after i become ainz had. I am going to fully used this.
Luckily, due to one of the last updates for YGGDRASIL effectively removing some of the arbitrary item caps and raising them to pretty much the highest loads that the game could handle. That had been nice of them... and Ainz, back before i'd become Ainz, had abused it oh so maliciously.
And every NPC belong to me.
Albedo and shalltear too.
Now, here is one more issue.
I was, effectively, undead. I had no flesh, i had no body save for the collection of bones, animated beneath my robes. And as much as Albedo loved me, it was clear that she was still a Succubus at heart, because she constantly talked about the things i could do to her, as if she didn't realize i was a skeleton.
Or perhaps... perhaps she realized that any time i wanted; i could change that? Just as i was having this rather belated epiphany, the doors to the throne room open up, and the beauty that currently takes up all of my thoughts steps into the room, closing said doors behind her without a look back. Of course not, the moment she can, her eyes, with their golden irises and vertically split pupils, are focused on me and me alone, to the absence of anything and everything else.
The throne toom is empty for the moment, save the two of them. So, as Albedo walks down the length of it towards my dais, i takes the time to study her in depth. It's my first time i have seen her, then there's SEEING. And to be fair, i am trying to not pay too much attention to her assets.
Now though, now i have already decided to give in to temptation, So, isn't it fine that i study her appearance in greater detail? She is, of course, beautiful. With her lustrous black hait, her thick side homs protruding crookedly, and the black angel wings that sit on her waist... she's a goddess, and she has the face of one too. On top of that, she's wearing her pure white dress and silky white gloves as she usually does..... as well as the golden spiderweb necklace that covers her otherwise bared shoulders and chest.
She really is something. If i was going to do this with anyone, i would want it to be her. I am sure she would enjoy that sentiment, just like she enjoyed everything about me. Ainz one-line alteration to her personality at the end of YGGDRASIL had made sure that she was extremely loyal and completely in love with him, to the extent that she was blatantly obsessed, now all that love and loyalty is for me (or ainz but he is not in this body)
As such, i am not surprised that it takes until the bottom of the dais for Albedo to finally take her eyes off of my skeletal face long enough to notice the item I'm holding aloft in one of my bony hands. Her golden eyes widen, and all sense of propriety is lost as she bursts up the dais to stand beside me in a beautiful display of her speed and power, clutching at my arm and blushing profusely, her gaze fixed on the item in my hand...it is the transformative item.
"L-Lord Momonga! D-Does this mean..."
"Yes, Albedo. I have decided that it is time to reward you."
And then, without further fanfare i crushes the item in my palm, activating it as the liquid within flows over my skeletal fingers. However, rather than falling to the floor below and making a mess everywhere, every bit of the liquid disappears into my bones, absorbed in an instant
At the same time, I am focusing, concentrating on what i wants. This particular transformation item is a special one, because for it's duration, you aren't just illusioned to look like something else. you actually transform into that other thing, and it's you who decides exactly what that looks like. Of course, given the circumstances, the lion's share of my focus goes towards my groin. After all, what's the point of all of this if he doesn't have a big fat cock that can handle everything he wants to do with
Albedo?
As a result, the rest of this is more of an after-thought. I uses my memories of myself rather than coming up with anything original. Though, wanting to be a little taller and slightly broader than Albedo, i makes sure to enhance myself in those ways as well. My shoulders grow slightly bigger and my height increases until, if we were to stand up, he would tower over his obsessed succubus servant.
He doesn't make himself a body builder or anything like that, in fact he could be categorized as a bit lanky by the time he's done, but dressed as he still is in his robes, most of his now human, living, fleshy form is hidden beneath them, at the end of the day. That doesn't stop Albedo from reacting though, when she sees his human face beneath his cowl, laying eyes upon his living, breathing, altogether Temporary flesh.
Letting out a shuddering breath, the succubus very clearly wants to jump on me , right then and there. But she knows better than to initiate anything, even if i have already said that this was all a reward for her. Or at least, she thinks she knows better. If Albedo DID jump on me in that moment, i don't think i would really reprimand her. In fact, I'm having a thickening sensation down between my legs. Though, this erection is quickly surpassing anything inever experienced in my past life , given the enhancements he gave himself.
Regardless, in a rather impressive display of self-restraint, Albedo takes a handful of steps away from my side and stands before me, clasping her gloved hands together and licking her lips as she looks at me with the sort of lewd, needy expression that only a woman completely and utterly obsessed with a man could ever wear.
"M-Lord Momonga... you're beautiful. What what would you have of me, my Master? Please, command me"
Not really trusting myself to speak too much right now, I decides to keep it simple and curt, trusting Albedo to get what he's saying with her woman's intuition
"Show me, Albedo."
A startled exclamation of joy makes its way out of the succubus' throat at that, and her lips part as she smiles, even wider than before.
"0-Oooh! Yes, Lord Momongal At once!"
Reaching up without hesitation, Albedo grabs the top of her shoulder-less white dress and pulls down. Her breasts pop out immediately, of course. There have been moments when Albedo has moved this way or that, and i have seen something. When she leans down, i sees down her dress all the time, after all. But always has her clothing seemed to defy gravity. Never have her tits managed to slip free accidentally, never has the obsessive succubus had a wardrobe malfunction. It has been pretty sure it's been magic stopping it from happening... but if so, that magic isn't stopping this time, probably because it's wholly on purpose.
Albedo drags down her dress and shows off her breasts. The golden spiderweb necklace that she wears slides down to drape across the top of her breasts, but it doesn't really do anything to cover them, more accentuating them instead. The fullness and shapeliness of the succubus tits are still on full display, as are the delicious pink nipples that cap each of them off.
Dropping her dress where it fall to her waist, Albedo smiles perversely as she reaches up with her gloved hands and takes hold of her chest, grabbing both of her tits and massaging and kneading them, right in front of me.
"Mm, do you like what you see~❤, Lord Momonga~❤ ,Do you like my chest❤ It's all yours❤. It belongs to no one but you!❤"
She's getting more worked up by the moment,
Albedo, a way to simmer down her libido... this is not anything normal. This is exactly what i wants to be happening right now. My voice is a little.. guttural, when i speaks again, and my fleshy hands clutch at the sides of my throne as i resists the urge to take my massive erection and stroke it up and down, right then and there. My newly created cock is positively THROBBING right now but i have to be patience. I has to wait a little while longer.
"Show me more"
Squealing with delight, Albedo wiggles her hips and in turn ends up shaking her breasts, causing her tits to jiggle and bounce for a bit, even as she proceeds to do just that. Her dress comes the rest of the way down off of her body in short order, and I'm left to stare at her gorgeous form as she steps out of the pure white garment.
She's not wearing panties, of course, just like she wasn't wearing a bra. However, I finds that Albedo DOES wear a garter belt, white like the rest of her ensemble and lacy to boot and said garter belt is in turn attached to a pair of pure white thigh high stockings. The garter belt frames Albedo's naked, dripping wet pussy perfectly, and I finds my staring at it, somewhat fascinated.
Seeing this and having absolutely no sense of propriety where her Master is concerned, Albedo strikes an incredibly lewd pose, her waist-wings flaring outwards, her legs shifting apart, and her hands falling down between her thighs as she uses her fingers to spread open her pussy lips for him.
"Please Master!❤ Gaze upon my naked body as long as you like!❤ Stare upon my drooling Hole❤, It's all yours!❤, All that I am belongs to you❤"
As she practically repeats herself, I decides enough is enough. Rising quite suddenly from my throne, i staggers just a bit, quickly adjusting to my current height as i steps up to Albedo, towering over her by a few inches.
"Kneel"
Her golden irises stare into his face longingly and lovingly, even as the homed succubus sinks to her knees before him, her full breasts and her gushing wet pussy, and just every bit of her beautiful body on display. She's right... all that she is belongs to him. He should have... he should have done this ages ago. With a growl and a slight caving to his flair for the dramatic.
I shucks off my robes in one smooth motion, swishing my arms wide as i unequips my gear and reveals my currently living body underneath it.
My cock flops out, thick and hard and undeniably huge, and smacks right down across Albedo's upturned face, landing across her lips, her nose, and her forehead all at once. Her eyes go crossed just trying to look at his member, and she lets out a throaty moan right on the spot, wiggling in sheer anticipation.
"Lick it, Albedo. Worship your Master's cock."
"A-At once, Lord Momongal"
As she gets to work doing as she's told, i groans loudly through my currently living throat, tilting my head back as sensations that were lost to me for quite a while, ever since he'd become Ainz in fact, come flooding back. It helps that Albedo is surprisingly GOOD at what she does.
Perhaps it shouldn't be surprising, given that she's a fucking succubus, but I can't help but wonder where she got the experience, given that she's unwilling to touch anyone but me, unwilling to so much as look at anyone but me as a potential intimate partner.
I likes to imagine she practiced on fruit, or other phallic objects. I imagines her in her quarters late at night, licking and slurping at some inanimate object as she moans and slurs his name around it, her free hand buried between her thighs. 'oh fuck, here it comes'. All things considered, i should have expected this. My body is new, and I'm completely unused to such... sensations.
Still, it's a little embarrassing that all it took was some daydreaming and Albedo's skilled tongue working its way up and down my shaft for a couple of minutes before I blew my first load all over the succubus' face and tits. It was a big load, of course, thick and viscous and absolutely COATING Albedin beautiful features and fat breasts in a way that he found most satisfying.
Albedo freezes for a moment in surprise... and then lets out a shuddering gasp and cums on the spot as well, moaning wantonly and trembling as her body shakes and shivers its way through an instant orgasm. As soon as she's able to, she begins scooping up my seed and sliding it into her mouth, and i watches this for a time, waiting patiently for Albedo to get my cum out of her eyes and lay her gaze upon my cock once more.
She stops the moment that she sees I'm still hard, going still for a moment before all but lunging forward, her cum-soaked gloved hands grabbing at my member.
"L-Lord Momonga❤ You're still hard!❤ I apologize for my dereliction of duty, it is clear now that I'm far from finished satisfying your needs!❤"
I didn't have to say anything, because the next thing i knows, Albedo is opening wide and taking my massive member in between her full, mouth . So, i grunts instead and just lets her do as she pleases for the moment, knowing that her enthusiasm alone will see her through. The horned succubus quickly sets herself to a pace few could match as she begins to bob up and down on my member. Her hands soon leave my cock and her arms slide around my waist instead, until she's wrapping her limbs around me and pressing her tits into the front of my legs, all while expertly deep throating my cock.
If she set herself at even a moderate pace, I'm pretty sure that she wouldn't have any trouble whatsoever taking it down her throat, given the technique she seemed to be employing of continuously swallowing my length as she bobbed up and down further and further onto my member.
But of course, Albedo didn't do anything halfway. Almost as if she wanted to wreck her own throat in a display of devotion and love for her Master, the succubus chokes herself on my cock, going too fast for her swallowing to keep up.
*Gagkh!* Gagkh!* Gagkh*
Her gurgling and gagging are music to my ears, if I'm being honest, as is the look in her golden eyes as she stares up at me, involuntary tears dripping down her cheeks, slobber and drool collecting on her chin, and even a bit of snot leaving her nostrils. With some of my cum still covering her face as well, she looks like an absolute mess, an expected. But in my eyes, that just makes her all the more beautiful.
I likes her messy, likes seeing what havoc i have wrecked upon her. In this moment, Albedo is my toy, freshly used and continuing to service me even now. Is it any wonder then, that my second orgasm comes only a little slower than the first? With a loud, wanton groan, i begins to cum once more. Yet again, i gives no warning, and Albedo barely has time to react with a slight widening of her eyes, before my seed is hitting the back of her unprepared throat and spilling down her mouth.
She chokes on it, and more than a little of my cum explodes out of Albedo's nostrils and the sides of the succubus mouth, leaving her looking even more messed up than before. Her golden eyes are slightly glazed over, even as her grip on my waist slackens slightly. Slowly but surely, the succubus pulls back, sitting on her heels with her back still straight but her body swaying from side to side from the exertion.
Panting, a cum bubble erupts from her red lips, and Albedo shudders in orgasmic delight, her golden gaze still fixed on me. More accurately, still fixed on my face. So of course, i have to step forward and slap her across her cum-covered features with my still-hard cock.
"Clean yourself up, Albedo. We're not done yet."
With her gaze fixating on my member, still hard and still undeniably erect, the succubus heart almost audibly tha-thumps for a moment, before she nods rapidly. She makes a big show of cleaning herself up again with her hands, slurping my cum off of her soaked through gloves once more. However, this time she's clever enough to apply a little magic as well on the side. By the time she's done giving me quite the show, Albedo's gloves and face and tits are completely pristine, not a trace of my ejaculations left on her body.
She's cleaned herself up, as i commanded. Letting out a pleased grunt, i considers for a moment... how does he want to take her. But in the end, there's really only one choice left to him, isn't there? With a wicked grin, the Master of Nazarick reaches down and grabs his darling, devoted succubus by one of her curved homs, pulling none-too-gently as he drags her to her feet. Albedo cries out in pain and pleasure both, the masochistic little slut all too eager to obey his nonverbal command to stand, just as she's eager to take whatever rough treatment he has for her.
I spins Albedo around, and promptly bends her over my throne. How else is he going to fuck his most perfect servant, right? How else is he going to take this woman who is so devoted to him, who adores him and obsesses over him with all her heart? Albedo ends up kneeling in the seat of his throne as she clutches at the back of it with both hands. Her black wings flare out at her waist, and she juts her heart-shaped behind in his direction, wiggling it and moaning wantonly and invitingly.
I takes hold of her ass, of course, grabbing it with both hands and squeezing it harshly, my digits digging into her soft, full buttocks. In response, Albedo just moans louder, while i have my way with her, groping hard one moment, pulling her cheeks apart the next. Seeing her pussy lips nestled down between her thighs, my cock throbs with anticipation, and i don't see any point in depriving myself any further. He's come this far... why stop now?
Lodging myself in Albedo's entrance, i thrusts forward with a grunt. I slams my cock into her waiting, drooling pussy with all the might that my max level gives me, as well as all the strength that i made sure to impart into this transformation I'm using. Right now, he has a living body, with a big fat cock, and he puts that to good use. I starts fucking Albedo as hard as i can from the very beginning, pounding into her with rapid-fire strokes, ramming home into her cunt over and over again
In response, Albedo cries out most joyously.
"Yes, Lord Momonga!❤ You're s-so deep!❤ You're so deep inside MEEEEEEE!❤ Please dont stop, Lord Momonga! Use me!❤ Use your loyal servant to your heart's content!❤ Fuck me❤, fuck me❤, FUCK MEEEEE❤"
Albedo tosses her head back and positively howls as she cums on his cock in short order. That first orgasm is certainly explosive, but it's by far not the last, nor is it even the most intense. Gritting my teeth and growling through my transformed lungs, i sets to work fucking Albedo with every last bit of my power. My fingers dig into her hips, my cock pounds into her quivering, trembling cunt. Her ass jiggles forcibly with every single thrust, and her body shakes beneath me as she clutches at my throne.
She is my succubus, my pet, my property.. and I am her Master, the Master of all he surveys! I'd claimed her the moment that i'd (Ainz) put that alteration in her personality, back before their arrival in this new world. Hah! He was Ainz Goal Gown, and he felt no guilt for any of the actions he took! For if he took an action, it was an action that had to be taken!
With a roar, I unloads in Albedo's cunt, letting out an even thicker and larger load of my cum than either time before. I fills Albedo's womb to the brim and then some, knowing that I distending her belly, making her look like she's already pregnant when she's not... yet. But then, why shouldn't she be? Why shouldn't he breed her?
The thought comes to me in the midst of my release. so in the midst of my release, I makes the change. He is the Master here, after all. It's a simple enough thought to make it so the cum that's flowing from my transformed cock is suddenly the most virile seed i ever released in this life or the last. Simple indeed to all but make sure that, if it's possible, Albedo's womb will almost certainly bear fruit from this union.
I fills her and fills her and fills her some more. It's a glorious sensation, to be sure, and I enjoys every last moment of it. But all good things come to an end, and eventually I pulls out of Albedo's cunt. She collapses forward onto my throne, panting heavily but only for a moment. Conscious of herself and the gift that her Master has given her, the succubus practically teleports off my throne and onto her knees, one hand buried between her thighs, not to pleasure herself, but to plug herself up, covering her cunt and not letting a single ounce of my seed leave her.
At the same time though, Albedo brings her other gloved hand to my cock and begins to lick and lap at it again. I allows her to do this, even as i drags her with me, sort of. Turning and taking my seat back on my throne, I watches as Albedo follows hastily, leaning forward and nestling herself most lovingly between my legs to continue worshipping my cock, even as i watches her in mild amusement.
The item i used to transform myself will last for a while longer, at this rate. More than long enough that i suspects , i'll get another try or three at fucking Albedo silly and breeding her full of my babies.
And if not... well, I have a million more of this particular consumable item to use as i likes. Today will not be the last day that he indulges in his and Albedo's needs, fucking the succubus nice and hard and filling her with liters and liters of his seed.
No, today today was just the beginning
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Shalltear
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"So, as you can see... Lord Momonga has decided to grace me with a child. After many, many erithusiastic couplings to ensure insemination, I am now pregnant!"
As Albedo shows off her burgeoning baby bump, in its growing, to the rest of the Tomb's Floor Guardians, there are immediate reactions from each and every one of them, save one. For most, this is a cause of celebration, and each male Floor Guardian, as well as Aura speaks up in their own way, expressing their happiness and just how glad they are that there will be an heir for the Tomb.
Not that any of them think Lord Ainz will be leaving then anytime soon, but it still feels good to have an heir, it feels good to know that their home will not be stagnant forever. Soon, it will be filled with the laughter of a child, soon it will be filled with the pitter-patter of curious feet. To say that the majority of the Tomb's Floor Guardians cannot wait for Albedo to give birth would be an understatement.
But there is one that does not react, one that stays perfectly still in silent in the face of this news Shalltear Bloodfallen sits where she was sat at the beginning of this meeting, the aristocratic vampire not moving a single muscle as she stares at Albedo's belly bump, and more importantly Lord Momonga himself. For this meeting, Lord Momonga has taken on a human form, to show just how he went about inseminating the Succubus beside him.
It it wasn't fair. For as long as Shalltear could remember, she had loved Lord Momonga with all her heart. Now, that wasn't that long of a period of time after all, before coming here, Shalltear had been just as much of an NPC as the rest of the Tomb's inhabitants, and thus hadrit had any true concept of love. But coming to this world had awakened all of them, had made them all real in a way they weren't before
For Shalltear, her love was as vast as an ocean, and had existed as long as she could possibly remember, her desire to be by Lord Momonga's side, to be HIS, sliding its way into her memories and making her feel like she'd ALWAYS longed for him, ALWAYS craved him. So of course, it was easy to fight with Albedo over him, After all, Albedo was she was nothing! Shalltear had had every intention of seducing Lord Momonga before her
And yet, here they were, the results of Shalltear's failure staring her tight in the face. It almost made her want to scream. Not that she held any ill will towards the child that even now was growing in Albedo's womb. No, it was still Lord Momonga's child, and Shalltear knew she would love it as much as the other Floor Guardians would, she knew that she would love it as much as she loved Lord Momonga. It was just... why hadn't he come to her?
She knew she'd made mistakes. She'd allowed herself to be controlled, taken over by those those cretina. Lord Momonga had been forced to fight her, to bring her down and break the control over her.
He'd been forced to do a lot to win that fight, to bring her back to him. Shalltear had felt nothing but a great shame over her failures, but she'd also been a little pleased at just how hard Lord Momonga had fought on her behalf. He could have destroyed her entirely.. instead, he'd saved her.
Surely that was enough to signify his love for her? And yet, now she was staring proof of the exact opposite, right in the face. Was was her Master angry with her? Had he shunned her, and she hadn't even noticed? Trembling with emotions, Shailtear stays where she is and waits.
Eventually, all of the congratulations and impromptu celebrations have run their course. Eventually, the other Floor Guardians all depart, leaving just Lord Momonga and Albedo standing there before her as Shalltear remains seated
Storing at them as they turn their gazes towards her, Lord Momonga's human expression turning curious while Albedo's face becomes the picture of smug triumph, Shalltear has to hold back the tears as her lower lip wobbles, a lump catching in her throat keeping her from speaking, at first.
"Yes, Shakltear? What is it?"
Lord Momonga has asked her a question though, and so the vampire forces herself to answer, rising from her seat and bowing low before her Master.
"M-Master I was wondering if you were upset with me. A-Are you still displeased about me being so shamefully controlled?"
Lord Momonga furrows his brow at that, opening his mouth to respond, but before he can, Albedo leans forward, voice sickeningly sweet.
"Don't be ridiculous, Shailtear. It could have happened to any of us, and Lord Momonga would have fought to return us to our leal service under him in a heartbeat. This has nothing to do with that. This is simply Lord Momonga deciding just who should be the mather of his heir. Between the two of us, really, who did you think he would pick, hm? "
Shalltear's lips curl into a sneer for a moment before the expression fades away. On the one hand, Albedo's words are actually slightly comforting. The beautiful porcelain vampire can see the truth in the first half of what the succubus had said. It could have happened to any of them, and Albedo was right, Lord Momonga likely would have fought just as hard for any of the other Floor Guardians as he did Shalltear.
Of course, this was also discouraging, because it meant she had been foolish to believe his saving her had meant anything beyond the fact that he was her Master and she was his Servant. The aristocratic vampire hadrit wanted to believe that Lord Momonga didri't have any other feelings for her... but if the rest of what Albedo had said was to be believed, then the succubus was right. Lord Momonga had indeed made his choice.
Spine incredibly rigid, hands bunched in the folds of her dress, Shalltear's lips thin out into the thinnest line imaginable. Her voice is shaky as she speaks
"I see.... I apologize for w-wasting your time, Master."
She doesn't directly respond to Albedo, something that gives even the succubus pause, her smugness dissipating for a moment. However, even as Shalltear turns and prepares to leave, Lord Momonga's voice rings out across the room
"Hold, Shalltear"
Shalltear holds. How can she do anything less than obey her Master unquestioningly, after betraying him so? Turning back around, it's to find that Lord Momonga has stepped forward, placing a hand on.
Albedo's arm as he looks at Shailtear, his currently human face seeming more expressive than his normal visage ever was. As such, she could see the determination and resolve in her Master's eyes, even as he regards her with compassion and kindness.
"Shalltear... I did not want to hurt you, but I see now that I have anyways. It was never my intention to choose. I simply didn't think you would... well, I was wrong"
"W-What? Lord Momonga, you are"
"A Supreme Being? Even a Supreme Being can be wrong, Albedo. And I realize now that I have been unfair to Shalitear. Tell me, my lovely succubus, now mother of my child has Shalltear not served. faithfully?"
Albedo's eyes flicker over to Shailtear, but in the end she ducks her head, answering truthfully.
"S-She has"
"Indeed. Aside from circumstances outside of her control, circumstances you yourself admitted could have befallen any one of you Floor Guardians, has Shalltear not always been loyal?"
"She has"
Shalltear stands rigid, blood red eyes wide as she watches this exchange, her heart shivering with hope that she felt no right to.
"Albedo. I rewarded you for your service to me with lovemaking that resulted in the child that now grows in your belly. Tell me, if Shalltear wants the same does she deserve any less?"
The aristocratic vampire watches her rival in love shudder, Albedo's hands clenching into fists and then opening again, over and over. In the end though, they both know the response their Master is looking for. They both know what Lord Momonga expects to hear.
"She does not"
Lord Momonga smiles and nods at Albedo's response, and then turns to Shailtear.
"If it is your wish that I give you what I gave to Albedo... then I will grant your request and give you your justly earned reward."
Shalltear can hardly believe her ears. Albedo stands there, frozen but with her head bowed in acceptance. All this time, all of their rivalry in love for their Master... and he just chose both of them? A startled bit of laughter erupts from Shalitear's throat
"A-Ah.. I.. we should have known a Supreme Being would not be satisfied with just one wife, eh Albedo?"
Lord Momonga blinks and blushes in surprise at this, something that he can only do because of his currently human form. Albedo, meanwhile, startles at Shalltear's words, golden eyes wide as they dart up to meet the aristocratic vampire's face. It's probably the first non-confrontational, un-aggressive thing that Shalltear has said to Albedo since they arrived in this new world. It's an olive branch of sorts,she supposes.
Obviously, Lord Momonga doesn't want them fighting over him.. not when they could be joined together in taking care of him instead.
Seeing this, recognizing what Shalltear has recognized, a small smile appears on Albedo's face and she gives her fellow female Floor Guardian a nod of respect.
"It would certainly seen so. Very well then, I shall give you both the same courtesy Lord Momonga and I received our first time... privacy. Do have fun, Shalltear-"
Now the vampire is blushing just as much as Lord Momonga, even as Albedo makes her way from the chamber, leaving the two of them behind. It was one thing to be a flirtatious creature, it was one thing to make the moves on Lord Momonga, to show her Master that she was interested.. but somehow, now that she's hear, the pale porcelain vampire finds herself at a loss for how to begin.
Slowly, Lord Momonga in all his currently living glory, walks over to her. He places his hands on her shoulders and gives her a comforting smile.
"Shalitear... we won't do anything that you don't want to do, alright? So how do you want to begin?"
He was giving her complete control? Of course, he was. Lord Momonga was just that kind of person, wasn't he? Her Master... in that moment, Shailtear knows what she wants. She knows how she wants to begin. Beckoning Lord Momonga down, she waits until he leans forward and then whispers into his ear. When her Master pulls back again, he looks surprised, his human face giving him such a range of expressions. But the surprise smooths out quickly enough, to be replaced by that same resolve from before that had her heart yearning for him.
"Very well then.."
"Mmmm-mnhn"
As the barbed tips of the cat o' nine tails come down on Shalltear's exposed back, they actually dig quite deep, lacerating her flesh and cutting her up. Of course, the moment that the barbs are dragged free, Shalltear's vampiric body repairs itself, her porcelain skin coming back together instantaneously and leaving behind no sign of the torture that had been going on for a good thirty minutes now.
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Raising the cat o' nine tails for another pass, i reflects on the three words that Shalltear had whispered to me when i'd asked what she wanted from me.
"Punish me, Master."
In the privacy of my own mind, i could confess that i'd fantasized about it. Shalltear being controlled by their enemies had given me(past ainz) no small headache. Taking her back, making her,mine again it had taken no small amount of power. Obviously, i knew that this wasn't really Shalltear's fault. In fact, i (Ainz) blamed myself more than anything for sending her out so carelessly, without thinking about what unknown abilities the denizens of this world they found themselves in might have.
I'd almost lost her because i had been over-confident, because i'd been cocky, i wouldn't make that same mistake again. Still, there was no denying that i had thought about what it would be like to punish Shalltear for her failures. I would never have engaged in such actions under normal circumstances though. Truth be told, i hadn't even realized that Shalltear wanted me just as badly as Albedo did.
Bringing the cat o' nine tails down again on the bared back of his vampiric Servant, i reflects that i'd actually missed a lot that i shouldn't have. I would need to be more observant going forward.
I would need to take into account the feelings of those that served under him, especially now that they were all sentient beings with their own thoughts and emotions.
Shalltear cries out again at the impact, though once more the cry is almost entirely muffled by the ball gag lodged in her mouth, her vampiric fangs sunk deep into the ball itself and locking it in all the tighter. if she tried to expel it from her mouth forcefully at this point, she might very well break her own fangs off. Only i could safely remove it now... which he imagined was exactly why she'd done it, to put herself further under my control, further at my mercy.
Completely stripped of her usual attire, Shalltear was.. small. Not girlish, in my opinion, because Peroroncino had still made her with the body of a woman. But it was the body of a dainty woman nonetheless, a fragile and spoiled noblewoman who hadn't had to work a day in her life... turned into a vampire who lived in excess and played around with mortal lives. A representation based on a few fernale characters from the H-games played by her creator. That was Shalltear in a nutshell... or it had been, anyways.
These days, she was her own person, her own being. Shalitear Bloodfallen... she was more than just an H-game character. That didn't stop her from being gorgeous though. That didn't stop her from being absolutely worthy of his affections. I finds myself licking my lips as i regards Shalltear from behind, still slicing into her back with the cat o nine tails. The aristocratic vampire is a porcelain beauty, with skin as pale as death itself, and as smooth as silk besides. Her body is perfectly proportioned in every way.
Sure, she's small, her body type distinctly classified as petite, but she's not without curves. There's just... not all there like with Albedo. Albedo is an hourglass, a voluptuous curvaceous beauty of a succubus, with a bombshell figure to die for. Shalltear isn't but that doesn't make her any less worthy of my desire
Truth be told, I'm glad that Shalltear and Albedo seem to be getting along a bit better now. Walking Albedo through why exactly Shailtear deserved the same privilege as she did had actually worked better than i could have hoped for. The pregnant succubus had truly been magnanimous in accepting the fact that i was going to give Shalltear the same reward i gave her. But i would expect nothing less from Albedo. She might not always act it, but she had a good soul, deep down inside.
Regardless, i was growing tired of hurting Shalltear. My next lashing with the cat o nine tails is the last one as i sets the barbed toy aside, Shailtear's body having repaired itself to full by the time i looks up again. I did't think i could have tortured her even this long if not for her regenerative capabilities. If i'd had to look at a bloody mess of my own creation, i likely thinks i would have lost.
But it was what Shalltear had wanted. Even now, as i approaches her from behind, i can see just how wet the vampire is. Hanging in the center of the room, Shalltear's limbs are spread eagle, her wrists and ankles held fast by chains that disappear into the shadows as they pull her body taut. Her mouth is, as mentioned previously, gagged with a large round ball-gag, a red that matches her blood-red eyes
Other than that, she is completely naked, her petite porcelain form fully exposed to him. As such, i can see the dripping secretions coming from her sopping wet pussy. She is fully aroused at the moment, utterly horny beyond belief. Part of that is because i promised to impregnate her, I'm sure. But there's no denying the altogether pleasured note of her screams as i'd tortured her.
Shalltear was this kind of woman, and honestly, i couldn't bring myself to be surprised. A sadistic vampire who liked to play with her food one moment and a masochistic pain slut who delighted in being tortured by her Master. She was a switch, but a switch who embodied the extremes of both sides of the equation, rather than sitting in the middle as a moderate like most switches tended to do.
I couldn't expect anything less from a being who had ultimately been based on H-games, really. Even if Shalltear was her own woman now, there was no denying Peroroncino's influences on her Which was the only reason I was sure this would work, truth be told. Shalltear wasn't like most vampires, she wasn't like the majority of vampires that I had grown up with in media back in my world.
Sliding my distinctly human hands around the hanging vampire's sides, I brings them up to her flat chest, pressing my palms into her hardened nipples. I can feels it , the heart beating within her chest. Shalltear was technically undead... but whatever Peroroncino had done, whatever Ainz's friend had used in the creation of his greatest creation, he'd made Shalltear at least this much of a living creature. So that she could have some warmth to her.. so that she could feel touch and enjoy it as much as any other woman.
"Mmmm~❤"
Shalltear moans through the ball gag as i touches her in all the right places. She wiggles in her bonds, not really moving much, but trying all the same to push her body parts into my questing hands before i inevitably moves onto another part of her. She rubs against me like a particularly affectionate cat, and then she actively humps my hand when i cups her sopping wet mound and grinds the heel of my palm into her needy pussy lips.
"Do you think you've learned your lesson, Shalltear? Or will you betray me again?"
Shalltear goes stiff at the words, and then shakes her head back and forth at his last question. Ainz doesn't really mean it, but he's kind of roleplaying a bit now, getting into character, being the Master that Shalltear wanted punishing her, in the end.
"Are you sure about that, my pet?"
"Mmhmm~❤"
"I'm not so confident. We'll have to give you a reason to remain loyal, won't we?"
Shalltear's confusion is palpable, right up until he replaces his hand with his cock, pressing into her folds from behind. The position she's currently hanging in places her small, petite form right at the proper level for me to fuck her. That's no coincidence of course, no it's completely by design.
" I'm going to breed you now, Shalltear Bloodfallen. I'm going to knock you up with my child and give you a reason to remain loyal forevermore. That's what I'm going to do. Any objections?"
Shalltear hurriedly shakes her head back and forth to signal that she has no objections, while at the same time grinding her hips back into my cock, doing her level best to get me further inside of her. Of course, in her current position, she can't actually rock back her hips enough to do move across the head of my member, leaving her whining pitifully through the ball gag as she begs me for more.
Chuckling slightly i slides my hands to Shalltear's hips, grabbing onto my vampire tightly... and then thrusts into her from behind, filling her up in one smooth stroke.
"MMMMPH!!!❤"
Shalltear is extremely tight as i penetrates her, but also extremely wet, leaving me to slide right in and fill her from the get-go. It takes me a second to realize, as i holds myself there for a beat, that Shalltear is cumming on the spot, the aristocratic vampire climaxing HARD around my cock as i grunts in slight surprise. Chuckling again, i rubs soothing circles into Shalltear's porcelain flesh with thumbs, even as i leans in close and nips at one of her ears.
"Such a homy, needy little slut, aren't you?"
"Mmmhmmm-❤"
Her agreement through the ball gag only makes my cock throb more insistently. Growling lustfully, the Master of Nazarick begins to thrust, fucking the Floor Guardian bound and gagged before me as hard and as fast as i can, right from the get-go. Shalltear responds with moans and squeais and cries of ecstasy, all muffled by the ball gag of course. Her back arches and her body trembles and shivers, her hips doing their best to push back into my thrusts, and her pert little behind getting rammed with each stroke, her ass cheeks clapping with the force that i'm fucking her.
I didn't let up for a moment, pounding into Shalltear almost violently.. but then to be fair, i already knows that Shalltear likes it violent. So, is it any wonder that my brutality is met with more orgasms? Is it any wonder that my savage treatment of the aristocratic vampire is met with squeals of joy and arousal, only partially silenced by her gag?
As i fucks her, i slides my hands back to her nipples, pinching and pulling them, elongating them from her body, pulling her barely existent tits outwards for a second, making them look like more than the mosquito bites they are for just a second. While in her clothing, Shalltear gives off the appearance of a buxom young noblewoman... but take it all away, and it turns out her chest is a complete lie, a fabrication.
Instead, she's nothing but a petite vampire, to be used and abused by her Master to his heart's content. I can't get enough of it. Albedo was fun, in her own way... and so, I'm now discovering, is Shalltear. The two are fairly dissimilar from each other as it Turn out, aside for their shared love of him. They both bring different things to the table, and honestly, I'm glad to have both of them.
I'm happy to pump a nice, thick load of cum into Shailtear's womb, after a good long while of fucking her. I fills her with my seed, letting it cover her insides in white. Leaning forward, i brushes her hair out of the way so i can whisper a promise into Shalltear's ear.
"The first of many, my dear pet, I assure you of that."
Shalltear stiffens and then climaxes explosively at my promise, her red eyes rolling back in her head as she spasms and seizes up in her bondage. I holds her steady, even as she slumps in the chains that are holding her aloft from the ground, barely conscious still.
Chuckling lightly, the Master of Nazarick slowly begins to unclasp said chains from her wrists and ankles, pulling them away, pulling her free of them.
I holds her in a bridal carry and reaches around the back of her head, unclasping the ball gag. Then, careful of her fangs, i extracts the ball from her jaw, letting Shalltear close her mouth once more. The barely conscious vampire curts into my chest most happily as i carries her away from what can only be generously called a torture chamber.
"Y-You don't you don't have to do this, Master.."
It's funny how she's more embarrassed by this than anything else her Master had done to her. Sitting in the middle of the normal sized bathtub between Lord Momonga's legs,
Shalltear can only hunch in on herself as I continues to slowly, gently wash her, my hands moving over her body not sensually, but Tenderly.
Her Master is engaging in a bit of aftercare, obviously. As a sometimes domme in her own rights, Shalltear is very familiar with the concept. She even engages in it sometimes when she plays with her own servants who she intends to keep around, rather than temporary toys to be disposed of once she's done with them.
But to have Lord Momonga see her like this, treat her like this... Shalltear would almost have preferred he left her strung up in the dungeon until one of her servants could get her down. She didn't like showing him this weakness...
"It's alright, Shailtear. I was pretty rough on you, you know? Even if you do have regeneration. I can't just leave you to recover on your own. You're mine, after all "
Shalltear leans back into my touch a bit more at that as i continues to wash her back almost casually. At the moment, she looks less like the aristocratic vampire she is, and more like a half-drowned girl being taken care of by her father. But Lord Momonga is distinctly NOT her father..
"Yes Lord Momonga..."
For the first time since the bath started, my touch becomes a fair bit more sensual as i runs one hand down her front, to her abdomen, right above her womb.
"And soon, you'll be the mother of my child, just like Albedo is. So allow me to care for you, alright?"
"Very well, Lord Momonga."
"That's a good girl
Shalltear shivers in blissful delight at hearing those words from her Master. She lets her eyes drift shut as he continues to take care of her, as he washes her and then pulls her out of the tub, as he dries her and then carries her to a bed where he cuddles her close. He HAD been rough with her, and even if it'd long since healed, her back still stung with the delicious pain that he'd inflicted on her using the barbed cat o nine tails she'd picked out before being strung up and gagged.
'It had felt so good, being punished, being abused, being used like.. like the failure she was. But this?'
Laying here in Lord Momonga's arms, being cared for by her Master it felt good too, if Shalltear was being honest. It felt really good.
"Lord Momonga..."
"Yes, Shalltear?"
"... Thank you."
A chuckle, and then a response.
"Any time."
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