Deadmeat Saga

Gerhart undid his belt and lowered his pants, revealing his bulging magical underwear, packing his man meat to the shapely and seductive brunette Echo, her body that of a motherly woman in her mid-twenties.

"Hah? So you do want to have fun?" Laverne, naked and restrained by Havre, widened her eyes in surprise. "Even after you realized I am an Echo?"

"Although you are a twisted old hag deep inside, you still have a good body." Gerhart sneered.

"Wow, I wasn't wrong. You are a twisted pervert." Laverne returned the sneer.

"And a well-equipped one," Gerhart said. "Havre, lay her on the chair, on her belly."

"Yes, my lord," Havre said as she shoved Laverna on the chair, her restrained hands behind her back.

"Oof. You don't know how to handle a fellow woman delicately?" Laverne complained.

"Don't pretend you didn't like it, pervert," Havre sneered and smacked Laverne's bountiful rear.

Smack*

"Ahn! Such a cold mistress!" Laverne playfully cried out, her wettening loins told her horny state.

"Seems like you are almost too comfortable about this. Are you used to this?" Gerhart curiously asked.

"Brat, I've done numerous types of kinks in my life, and this is pretty vanilla. But I have to admit this situation does turn me on." Laverne leisurely smiled.

She prepared to be tortured, for him to try pulling out her tendons and cutting off her limbs one by one before spearing her through the ass on a blunt pole up out through her mouth. But she didn't think he wanted to fuck her. That needed a messed-up mind in itself. She wasn't complaining, however.

"Well, good," Gerhart said as he pulled down his underwear, revealing his massive package.

"What the?!" Laverne gasped as she saw Gerhart's big, fat dick and massive breeding bull balls. "Hoh, boy. Although it isn't the biggest I have seen, it isn't grotesque. It is just the right size to drive a girl mad with pleasure. And those balls. He could likely impregnate any woman with one shot. He likely has several sexual talents. But that wasn't in his status. Even if he has Endless Vitality, it doesn't directly affect sexual prowess like this."

Several matters seemed to click in her mind.

"You are disguising your status, aren't you?" She bluntly asked.

"You may think as you will. But for now-" Gerhart said as he held his dick to her mouth, pressing it against her nose. "Suck it."

A rich dick scent entered Laverne's nose as she shuddered, her body heating up as her female instincts ignited. "No, definitely not just Endless Vitality. I slept with one, so I know. He has monstrous sexual talents. But humans are unlikely to have such talents without sexually oriented bloodlines, and few such bloodlines exist. Either he is an incubus in disguise or-"

When she thought of this, her expression drastically changed. From just seeing and smelling dick, she realized who she was dealing with.

"Tyrant—MMPH!" Just as she spoke, Gerhart shoved his half-erect dick in her mouth, shutting her up.

"Well, you seem to have figured it out. No point in hiding it, I guess." Gerhart muttered as he transformed while inside her.

From 1.9m to 2.3m tall. Golden tattoos covered Gerhart and even his expanding cock. The female Echo almost felt that her jaw was about to dislocate, but it didn't. Gerhart's dick stopped at a certain point and shrunk again to a more comfortable size.

"This delicious taste, this adjusting dick that can fit into fairies and giants alike. The Epitome of Masculinity, the hallmark talent of a Pure-Blooded male Tyrant. And he doesn't seem like a regular one. He is a Golden Noble Tyrant, able to breed an army of Pure-Blooded Tyrants. He is the arch-enemy, the one who brings the one Divine Bloodline that is the pillar of the Kerus Dynasty, our arch-nemesis for hundreds of millennia! Dammit! No wonder Ianuarius died!" She cursed.

Although it wasn't the strongest of the Divine Bloodlines of old, it was the most troublesome, a natural counter to the Echos. They had incredible tenacity and resistance to mental corruption, were as oppressive as dragons, and were hard to genocide, unlike other Divine Bloodlines. Taking their dragon armies, they sweep through the skies, searching for any sign of Echos emerging before ruthlessly exterminating them, drowning them in a sea of muscled experts. To say the Echos hated them to the bone was an understatement.

Gag* Gag* Gag* Cough* Gag* Gag*

And now, a progenitor of these muscled hulks was in front of her, raping her mouth and throat like a monkey in heat.

"This humiliation! This irritating feeling of powerlessness! Yet why do I feel so excited?! Damn your stupid anti-female talent!" Laverne thought as her mind entered a blurred state, feeling pleasure from having her mouth and throat raped.

As the bane of all women, the Epitome of Masculinity was a talent that let a Tyrant Human seduce any woman through sex before willingly bearing their progeny. It was a sexual talent befitting the most vile of sexual monsters. Whether it be the sight, smell, taste, voice, or feeling of his rugged hands and masculine dick in her mouth, they all drove her senses crazy. Her womb started to heat up as if preparing to conceive his child, and her juices flowed like a river.

She, a 300-year-old Echo, who treated the lives of others as dirt, was now treated like a sexual outlet and fuck meat. This situation also made her excited!

"Seems like the old bitch is excited over my lord's mighty sword, not that she deserves it," Havre said behind her as she started fingering her pussy with Aura massage.

"Mph! Mmm!" Laverne moaned with her mouth stuffed.

"The old bitch likes it, doesn't she?" Havre sadistically said as she mercilessly pinched Laverne's nipples.

Laverne, who experienced so much that her sex life was boring, felt she was about to orgasm like some inexperienced virgin.

But just then, Havre's hands stopped. Instead, she pressed hard against a few pressure points. Instead of having an orgasm, she felt her pleasure building up, but not giving a satisfying release.

"Mph?!" The female Echo widened her eyes as she understood what Havre was doing. She was edging her.

"Seems like you figured it out. I will let you cum when my lord decides to release. Do try your best to pleasure him, or you might go crazy." Havre whispered in Laverne's ear as she continued fingering her.

"D-Damn you!" Laverne mentally cursed as he started to suck Gerhart's rod. If she delayed, she might go crazy once Havre released that edging lock.

"Oh, nice. You have good tongue technique. As expected from an ancient cock-loving hag." Gerhart remarked as he kept fucking her mouth.

"Stop calling me a hag, you rude bastards!" Laverne mentally retorted as she forced herself to pleasure him with the skills she accumulated.

It wasn't long before Gerhart finally reached his limit. "Oh, I'm cumming! Take it, you old slut!"

SPLURT* SPLURT* SPLURT* SPLURT*

"GBUH?! Gulp* Gulp*"

Laverna drank Gerhart's monstrous load, his thick man-yogurt, forced down her throat. The taste was hard to describe. While it wasn't the best food she ate, it had an addictive taste she couldn't explain, making her want to drink more. However, she also knew it was part of the Epitome of Masculinity's abilities. A female that tasted it would be helplessly addicted and horny. Her body's pleasure couldn't help but spike as she ingested it.

"Shit, fuck! I need to cum! I must cum! If I don't cum soon, when that bitch releases the lock, I, I-!!!"

"Okay, hag. You earned it." Havre maliciously smiled as she let go of Laverna's pressure points.

Immediately, Laverna felt a tide wash over her, like a massive tsunami.

"Cumming! Cumming! Cumming! Cumming! Cumming! Cumming! Cumming! CUMMING! CUMMING! CUMMING! CUMMING!!!"

SQUIRT* SPLISH*

Laverna spasmed, her eyes rolling back as she squirted like never before, drenching the floor for over a meter away.

In her cum-addled state, Gerhart attempted to infuse energy into her. Laverna instinctively tried resisting but couldn't put up a proper defense as the energy slowly seeped into her, mixing into her.

Slowly, Laverna had a contradictory emotion. As an Echo, she wanted nothing more than to kill this menace. However, she felt goodwill toward that man.

"W-Wha? What is he doing to me? I can't think straight. My mind is going weird. I feel too good. Cumming..." Laverna's thoughts were in chaos as she was being mind-polluted, still stuck in the aftershock of her mind-blowing orgasm. She was unable to resist.

Of course, Gerhart was not planning on letting her rest and recover her bearings.

Pop*

"Cough* Cough* Haah. Hah." Laverna coughed as Gerhart pulled out his cock from her mouth, her nose and lips dripping with cum.

Gerhart went behind her and lined himself against her wet snatch before roughly shoving himself inside!

PA*

"HAHI!" Laverna yelped as she got porked full.

Pa* Pa* Pa* Pa* Pa* Pa* Pa* Pa*

"Ah! Ahi! Oho! Hahi! Ahe!" Laverna let out weird sounds.

Like a hammer on an anvil, Gerhart mercilessly pounded her pussy into shape. His dick, enhanced by his Epitome of Masculinity talent, adjusted to a shape that stimulated every part of Laverna's experienced vagina.

"This dick is perfect! It is so unfair! He isn't even using any technique and is swinging his hips like a monkey, but he keeps hitting all the good spots! I'm too sensitive! I'm cumming too many times! He is doing something to me. My brain is melting..." Laverna was in a pleasure hell.

"Well, I hate her guts, but I have to admit. This old hag does have a decent pussy. She is a qualified cum dump." Gerhart commented.

Havre grabbed Laverna's hair and lifted her head, licking the remains of her lord's cum from the moaning Echo's lips.

"Do you hear that, hag? My lord is pleased with your fuck meat. Rejoice. You may continue to be his masturbation hole until he grows tired of your overused cunt." Havre said as she savored her lord's semen.

"By the way, can an Echo still get pregnant after living for several centuries?" Gerhart suddenly asked.

"Pregnant?"

"I believe so, my lord. Although she is a rotten hag, she should still be able to bear children with such a youthful body." Havre replied.

"Bear children?" 

"Good. I hear the Echos caused a lot of trouble to my empire and killed many of my half-siblings and family members. I guess I will make her give birth to Pure Blooded Tyrant Children until I grow tired of her." Gerhart narrowed his eyes at the Echo.

"Birth Pure Blooded Tyrant Children?"

That thought sent chills down her spine. It was one thing to bear regular children, but to bear her enemy's children and contribute to the revitalization of the Kerus Dynasty?!

"You bastard! Unhand me! Cum outside!" Laverna suddenly started to struggle, momentarily resisting the pleasure hell her body was experiencing, but that only lasted a moment.

"Guh... Get knocked up, you damn hag!" Gerhart shouted with righteous indignation as he shot a massive load inside Laverna's womb.

SPLURT* SPLURT* SPLURT* SPLURT*

"Ah! Ah! So hot! Cumming! I'm getting knocked up for real!" Laverna's eyes rolled back as she felt Gerhart pulsating inside her, seeding her like a bitch.

"It's done. I'm finished. I got knocked up with a Tyrant's spawn. My womb feels heavy. My head feels funny. I'm cumming."

Before she could continue her thoughts, Gerhart spun her around and continued fucking her in missionary style.

"Again?! Ah! Ah! Stop! I'm still cumming!" Laverna screamed. But then, Havre did something that shook her.

"My lord, if you wish for this old hag to bear your progeny, I shall help you increase her odds of conception," Havre said as she placed her hands over Laverna's womb, right over her ovaries, and began massaging them with Aura.

"HAHI! STOP!" Laverna's mind was going haywire, having a breeding orgasm as she got forced to ovulate.

"Good. The hag should bear twins or triplets every time to make up for the numbers." Gerhart mercilessly said as he continued pounding her.

And so, time continued flowing as Gerart continued ejaculating inside her over and over again. At some point, Stella arrived, bringing food and beverages for Gerhart to replenish himself as he continued filling up the Echo without pulling out until it was late at night.

Until finally-

"Hahi... Hah... More... Cumming... Pregnant... Hehehe..." Laverna dryly laughed, her eyes vacant from too much pleasure.

Her belly was filled up with over two dozen shots, now looked like a pregnant woman close to delivery.

"Hm. Like this, it is easier to influence her." Gerhart muttered, still hilted inside as he continued pouring energy into the woman.

"Master, I think she has already fallen." Qold, who arrived at this time for a buffet, reminded.

"I also think it would suffice for now." Hope, who also arrived, added.

"Master, Stella is hungry!" Stella pouted.

"My lord, please don't bother yourself too much with this hag. You can always continue tomorrow." Havre smiled.

"Ah. Well, you're right. Qold, Stella, your meal." Gerhart nodded and slowly pulled out.

Qold and Stella immediately brought a bucket over.

Pop* Splurt* Splash* Splash*

"Ahi!!!" Laverna spasmed as liters of concentrated liquid exited her pussy, like white lava from a pink volcano, filling the bucket.

"Nya, she is pregnant. Likely with quadruplets." To-Meri, who also arrived, commented.

"How enviable..." Hope muttered.

"I admit that I also envy her. To have the privilege of bearing my lord's seed is a blissful thing." Havre nodded.

"The pressure is getting low..." Stella muttered.

"Then let's make her release the rest," Qold said and mercilessly pressed on Laverna's belly.

"EEEK!!!" Laverna squealed as Qold pressed against her stomach, forcing out most of the remaining semen.

"There's still some left. Stella will clean." Stella said as she turned her hand into slime and inserted it inside Laverna's vagina.

"Hahi!" Laverna spasmed as she felt cool slime enter her, gathering all the semen.

"Tasty!" Stella licked her lips as she absorbed the semen.

"Let's drink quickly! I can't wait anymore!" Qold licked her lips as she drank the semen from the bucket.

"No fair! Share with Stella!" Stella said as she dipped a hand into the bucket, sucking the semen like using a straw.

Both of them ignored the cum-atose Echo, who was thrown back to the cell like a used rag.