I Was Called A Demon

“Are you… sure it’s already time?”

“You may not have realised, with your attention so distracted by the thing inside you, but your butt has gotten very accommodating as I’ve been playing with it. I think that you’ll be able to handle me, especially if your body cultivation technique helps with… durability.”

“It does,” Bianca muttered, still staring forward at the thing her body would have to endure, ‘That is nowhere near the size of her fingers, so how… I doubt I could’ve loosened up that mu-’

She hardly got the time to think before Han Rushu’s slick length – probably coated in lube while Bianca wasn’t able to focus on anything other than her own body – was suddenly pressed against the ring of muscle down below, the heat from the rock-hard tip spreading to her body nearly instantly. The room suddenly felt a lot hotter, with her cheeks in particular starting to burn up for whatever reason, and the sensation of flesh against her helping her to recognise just how much her tight hole had opened up.

Somehow, through some unknown means – that some might be tempted to call plot convenience – the brief stretching session gave Han Rushu enough leeway to insert the very tip, letting it part the ring of muscle and give Bianca the first taste of what she was in for.

Even without the whole of her cock head going in, it felt as though she was being split in two and filled completely at once. It was an overpowering, unbelievable sensation.

It even managed to fill her with so much lust that her mind looped all the way back around and managed to function entirely rationally, for a brief while, ‘So, not only am I going to experience being fucked in the ass before my pussy – if I ever let anyone’s cock enter me there – but I’ve also gone for someone whose size exceeds… well, exceeds the vast majority. Am I insane, or have I secretly been that much of a buttslut that I couldn’t resist?’

Regardless, her moment of sanity didn’t last long thanks to the blacksmith not being satisfied with just going in that far. Although Bianca was taking her impressive girth rather well, she was still incredibly tight, and the pleasure from penetrating her couldn’t be understated. It was hard to resist the temptation to simply push onward without a care in the world, to completely break Bianca just for her own pleasure.

“Hold on, sexy, just hold on and let me in… As soon as you take in the head, you’ll be fine…” Han Rushu assured her, though it wasn’t especially effective.

No matter what, Bianca’s body had never endured something so thick, and thus every single millimetre of her cock proved a great effort to push in. Eventually, the blacksmith had no choice but to withdraw a little, giving Bianca’s ass a moment to relax, then thrust her hips forward, taking advantage of that moment to advance further.

“F-fuck! That… doesn’t actually hurt that much, but still!” she cried out within the space of a second, somehow managing to speak faster than ever before, “Y-you know what, just… j-just push in!”

“Are you sure? I may well actually break you!” the blacksmith exclaimed.

“I h-have a feeling I can handleeEE- Ah f-fuck!”

Needless to say, Han Rushu did as she requested, disregarding her body’s resistance and pushing on, forcing the tip inside her. Somehow, it slid in, and the moment she slid the glans in, the chaotic storm of sensation and emotion combined with the sheer relief of finally overcoming the thickest part of the blacksmith’s cock nearly melted her brain.

Her vision went white, her head fell back onto the desk, and she felt a thin stream of cum leak from her dick. It wasn’t a full orgasm by any means, but the pleasure helped to dull the sheer distress of being stretched apart like never before, and helped her focus on the pleasant side of things. Her pussy was incredibly wet despite not being touched this entire time, and her fingers clawed at the desk as she tried some way to release the immense sensations filling her.

‘Heh… immense sensations…’ Bianca thought, feeling her asshole clenching down around the amazing length within her.

“Heavens! You actually took it… fuck… Give me a moment to get used to it,” Han Rushu said, almost falling atop Bianca as she clenched her teeth, with Bianca’s cock ending up pressed against the blacksmith’s belly, “You should’ve just said if your body technique allowed you to stretch this much, this… heavens!”

“I didn’t know!” she replied, suddenly reaching forward and grasping Han Rushu’s shoulders tightly, choosing to dig her nails into her skin instead of the wooden desk, “J-just take it gently and keep going!”

She couldn’t help but flip flop in regards to what she wanted. On one hand, it was immensely pleasurable to have the blacksmith’s awe-inspiring cock inside of her, and the deeper it went, the better she was sure she’d feel, and on the other… well, it was hard not to be a little concerned about how much she could actually take. Who knew how much her body technique – if that was even what allowed this – could endure.

However, Han Rushu struggled to care as her body was positively trembling with anticipation, “Shut your mouth already, you slut! First you want me to plunge it in, then go slow, next you’ll be telling me to fuck you without a care in the world! So, I’ll just get straight to it!”

With that, she did as she said she would, grabbing Bianca’s wide hips and, with immense force, thrusting her own hips forward, plunging much of her amazing, musky, sweaty dick straight in.

Again, Bianca’s grip tightened to the point she feared she’d draw blood even from the powerful blacksmith’s skin, but it couldn’t even begin to match the amazing sensation she felt. Her body felt as though it was being split apart, as Han Rushu’s cock spread her insides wider than ever before, but even if her body had been feeling pain from all this, there was something that would’ve more than made up for it.

That something was, naturally, Han Rushu’s girth allowing her to press against Bianca’s prostate without any effort at all, especially now, as it was the thickest part of her cock at her most sensitive part. The glans, the rock-hard head of her cock, was directly pressing onto that sensitive organ, and it was making cum leak from her cock even more – although full climax was still far off.

It ended up spraying onto the blacksmith’s chest, but that hardly discouraged her. On the contrary, Han Rushu grinned when she felt the hot spurts of cum, thinner than usual but by no means insignificant, landing onto her skin.

“I knew that you were a slut from the moment I saw you eyeing up my cock! Look at you clenching down so hard and cumming already – this is what you’ve always wanted, isn’t it? To be fucked and stretched apart and be made into a fuckhole just for me!” her words got rather heated, and she started to pull her hips back before thrusting in again, each thrust shallow yet managing to strike Bianca’s prostate with each movement.

With such an intense and vigorous assault, it was hard for her to do much but to hang on and take it, though she couldn’t deny a few of her words had some validity. Bianca had been examining and dreaming about the bulge she saw the other day since the moment she recognised the scent of cock and cum surrounding Yu Juan, and, well, she wasn’t exactly disliking the ass fucking, either.

Anything more than that, and she could take the time to ponder it when her brains didn’t feel like they were being fucked out of her head.

Thus, she kept quiet and, as Han Rushu’s thrusts slowly worked her cock deeper into Bianca’s full, soft behind, she slowly went from grasping the blacksmith’s firm shoulders to simply embracing her fully, her nails scratching Han Rushu’s back while they fucked.

It didn’t take long for her to feel the blacksmith’s balls slap against her ass for the first time, nor much more after that for it to become standard, filling the room with even more sounds of flesh slapping against flesh than before. Both of them started sweating rather quickly, the scent of it joining that of all of the rest of their exhaustion and activities. It could never overpower the immense musk of the blacksmith’s cock, nor the taste of cum upon Bianca’s tongue, but it certainly made the experience far more memorable.

“How long are you going to keep your moans in, you thirsty slut? Come on, let me hear what I’m doing to you!” Han Rushu grabbed her throat – rather lightly – and glared at her, “The walls here are thick, you won’t be heard… though I can certainly make that happen if you’d prefer.”

“F-Fine, I’ll- aaAH!” Bianca stopped clenching her teeth and immediately felt the blacksmith bottom out within her, hilting her shaft inside her hole, pushing a moan out of her lips instantly, “F-fuUck! N-not so roahH!”

“That’s right, let me hear it all!” the reply came in the form of her intensifying her pace, making it all the more difficult to contain her gasps and moans.

Once her body became accustomed to the whole length inside her, it was outright impossible to keep them in, and since those small hints of discomfort and pain that she’d felt before vanished, there was only pleasure flooding her mind. Soon, there was nothing within her cognition but the blacksmith, and her humongous length, piercing and spreading and reshaping Bianca’s body without her being able to do anything about it.

On the contrary, she didn’t want to do anything about it. She wanted to be fucked, to be reshaped, to experience pleasure she’d have never allowed herself to have before.

And as she let go, as she allowed the thrusts and the powerful pounding to take over her, she felt the unmistakable signs of a true climax, a proper orgasm. Her nether walls clenched around nothing, with her asshole instead desperately trying to clamp down even harder around the intruding length, and failing miserably. Her cock, however, throbbed and her balls felt incredibly tight, as though they were desperately trying to squeeze out the cum within, and a few moments suddenly stretched out into a decade as she felt semen surging through her own length.

And then, several agonising moments later, she came, her seed spraying out of the tip and all over her own chest and face, thick ropes of cum coating her skin long before she was even remotely out of seed to spurt.

“Good girl, cum it all out, since I’m about to cum as well!” she said, and true to her word, it was only moments later that her own cock erupted, the bottom bulging as she hilted herself and let her seed out.

… And damn did Bianca feel it. The blacksmith’s shaft was already incredibly hot, filling her up like nothing had ever done before, but when the liquid surging through flooded into her guts, she felt as though it was scalding hot, insanely thick… and immensely pleasant.

Her belly had already been bulged by Han Rushu’s length, and her cum only added to it, quickly taking up any empty space that remained within Bianca’s body. (Un)fortunately, whatever absurd ejaculation volume that Bianca was able to produce appeared to be exclusive to her own technique, and not a natural thing for any woman with a cock out there.

Thus, the flow of cum soon stalled, and with Han Rushu remaining still as she breathed heavily and gathered her energy, Bianca got to see and feel her slightly inflated belly, feeling the urge to stroke it for whatever reason.

Thanks to the tight seal created by her asshole and Han Rushu’s incredible length, the biggest mess that resulted was from Bianca’s own ejaculation, resulting in her breasts being utterly coated in the stuff while her face got away with a little less, though it was hardly unscathed. Several thick ropes of seed had landed on her lips, and some even ended up scattering across her right eye, though she had managed to shut her eyes in time to avoid any unfortunate occurances.

“Heavens… I love your ass so much… If it stays this tight, then you’ll be a complete treasure from the heavens, no doubts about it,” the blacksmith muttered, groaning the moment she moved her hips even a little, “Fuck, now I don’t want to let you go. But, I have to, so… tell me, you sexy, gorgeous and tight slut, what would you prefer me to do with all the cum inside you?”

“W-Wha…” Bianca, in her hazy and cum-drunk state, thought back to what Xue Yaling had been able to do, ‘Wait, no, that can’t be it…’

Perhaps spotting her confusion, Han Rushu used a finger to wipe away some of the cum that covered Bianca’s eye, “There’s a way to clean up, in case you hadn’t guessed, but I also have a butt plug around here. We could plug you up and, well, how you choose to handle it afterwards is entirely up to you.”

“Though… I guess you have a preference…”

“Oh, I would love to keep my cum inside of you this entire time, but that’s not practical,” Han Rushu sighed, “You look like the fighting type – and your aura says as much – and I doubt that having a full belly like that helps…”

“And I doubt that it would be the greatest idea to keep myself full of cum for too long while I can’t just… not use that hole…” she muttered, “Although I would accept… the butt plug, if you can spare it.”

“What, want to put it in after you’ve cleaned up? Or, do you still want to pretend like you’re good for anything other than taking my cock?” the blacksmith chuckled, “Heh, don’t mind me. I’ve got spares thanks to, uh, some interesting visitors.”

She performed that same reach and grab motion as before, though instead of landing in her hand, there was a small orb of flame within which were several butt plugs of various sizes.

“Uh…”

“I did say I have spares.”

There was a nice mixture of size, girth and material. There wasn’t anything that outright resembled silicon, but glass and metal were common enough. While the smallest roughly matched the one she’d used back on Orbis, at about 2 and a half centimetres in diameter, there were others that were slightly larger, and some that she would’ve deemed ludicrous had she not just taken something even more impossibly big.

Now, she couldn’t help but ponder how it would feel to have something like that inside her the entire day.

“If you can’t decide, I’ll happily give you a few of them. No shrinking bag or anything like that, though – I’m already going to be making that armour you asked for and earning nothing.”

“H-Huh?” Bianca was only able to get a noise of confusion out before the blacksmith suddenly pushed her down and pulled her hips back, suddenly bringing back all the sensations that had begun to fade from her mind.

Worse yet, her slow movement back only made each second more frustrating – and slightly arousing, considering how her cock was getting harder with each aforementioned second – and when her cock finally left Bianca’s body entirely, it was somehow worse. As cum leaked from her used hole, she had a terrible feeling of complete and utter emptiness, as though she was missing something vital to her. With each drop of seed that spilled out, that feeling grew, though it was rather slow as a result of just how thick and viscous it was.

“F-Fuck… I feel so… wrong.”

“I can insert a butt plug right away, cutie, though… you ought to recommend that body cultivation technique to the Dancers’. I’m sure they’d pay you lots to have something that can not only take such a length, but also look so tight merely moments after…” Han Rushu muttered, sticking a finger back in, bringing another gasp out of Bianca’s mouth, “It feels like you’d be back to normal before the end of the day.”

“I… I don’t know if I like that or not… Any cleansing pills that deal with cum as well?”

“There,” the blacksmith tossed one to her, though she was visibly disappointed at having to do so, her attention still on Bianca’s ass.

Nevertheless, she took the pill and consumed it right away, relaxing on the desk as her body was suffused with a cool sensation once more, the heat of the semen within her disappearing alongside it. Soon, it was as though she’d never slept with Han Rushu at all, aside from the mark it made upon her mind and dreams, as well as the seed that had spilled from her ass.

“Make sure to clean that up, slut. I’ll probably be meeting other people today, and if they spot any hints of cum here, I’m more than happy to explain to them how-”

A surge of energy appeared within Bianca’s body as a realisation came to mind, prompting her to jolt up and grab the blacksmith’s arm, “Now, hold on. Telling strangers without mentioning my name is… acceptable, but if you mention a single thing to Xue Yaling and Song Ming, I will never even consider sleeping with you, got that?”

“Well, I won’t deliberately sully our relationship, that’s for sure.”

“Good.”

 

After Bianca left, Han Rushu swept a finger across the wet spot on the desk and couldn’t help but nod in response to her efforts, “Well, she did a decent job. That being said, with how much of me she breathed in, I doubt she’ll be able to stop thinking about me soon enough…”

Han Rushu had experienced more than her fair share of women fall for her thanks to the set of techniques she cultivated, though she didn’t believe that it was ever so simple. If a few skills from the Bestial archetype – or any other with similar intents – were sufficient to dominate the minds of all, then there would be none mastering the Enslavement or Wisdom archetypes, nor reaching into the upper realms to truly alter the mind.

 

Cum truly seemed to be an acquired taste, since licking up the stain she left behind felt no worse than swallowing it directly from the source, although it ought to have been far worse. Fortunately, that was over, and if she decided to sleep with the blacksmith another time, she would be a little more prepared for these things.

Her asshole felt only a little sore, and her cock, while lingering for far longer than she expected, ended up fading once she departed from Han Rushu’s shop. She wasn’t sure why it stuck around, but she figured that it would’ve been due to how long she kept the cock around this time, or perhaps the way in which she was made to cum, entirely without touching it – a fact she certainly didn’t dislike, if she was to be honest with herself.

The only gain she’d need to explain was the small bag of plugs she decided to bring along. Since she wanted to make use of them on Song Ming, and maybe herself at some other time, she needed to take into account that she probably wouldn’t be quite so… stretchy.

Thus, she took four in total, starting from the smallest and ending at one double in girth, exceeding the size of Bianca’s shaft though seeming not to quite match the blacksmith’s… not that it prevented the sheer girth and length of the thing from being rather terrifying. All four were made of some kind of magical class she didn’t bother learning the name of, and all four had a jewel-like decoration at the base.

She’d get a chance to try these out later, but for now… she just wanted some good old lesbian sex.