Hey all! Nalem here! Thanks for the positive reception to the prologue. I hope you enjoy the smutty goodness in chapter 1!
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The Prince swallowed heavily as the Mistress brushed his face. Her six sisters stood behind and snickered. He then realized he was falling for her charm so he shook his head and regained his composure.
"What makes you think I would ever serve you, demon?"
She frowned. "Well, this isn't going to work. First thing's first, you are to address me as Mistress Ashi."
"And what if I don't?" He retorted.
She smirked. She secretly hoped he would ask that. "Sisters?"
They all stepped in line with their leader, Ashi. The next thing the Young Lord knew, he was transported into a mandala of darkness. It was the most heinous thing he had ever experienced. He shut his eyes. The fear was unimaginable, he felt seven sets of arms claw at his flesh. It was as if they were trying to peel his soul away from his body. Surely, he was in Hell.
He managed to squint into the eye of darkness, surely this would be his end. Suddenly, something flickered in the corner of his eye. He forced his eyes open regardless of the terror. It was the sword. They still had it. It was hidden in their dark abyss! There was still a chance for the Prince to stop them. But not if he died here. He had to do something!
"I surrender!" He yelled. "... I… surrender."
He was back in the room. He fell to his knees and struggled to catch his breath. Sweat fell from his head and his face was pale.
"Thank you for being so cooperative. Killing a looker such as yourself would be a total waste."
The Mistress Ashi then yawned. "I grow weary from this exchange. I will now retire to my quarters." She began to walk away. The Prince continued to watch, still on his knees. She side eyed him. "Come along, Samurai." She winked at him.
The Prince jumped to his feet and forced a response. "Y-yes!" He ran after Ashi. Her sisters watched from behind, still snickering.
Down the corridor, the Prince managed to catch up with his Mistress. He failed to slow down and passed right by her.
"Whoa there, Jack Flash!" She called out to the prince. "What's your hurry?"
He slid to a stop. "...Jack? That isn't my name."
"You are to follow ME. Understand?" He scowled at her but held his tongue. He would cooperate with her for now until he figured out how to get back his father's sword. It was the only thing that could kill this hellspawn.
They were now in one of the many bed rooms of the palace. This room was rather simple. Futon on the floor, it was the usual. The Mistress was disappointed.
"Hrm." She pouted. "I know it is a rare occurrence in this region, but I had secretly hoped this palace would contain some western furniture." She shut her eyes and the room grew dark. The Young Lord stumbled over, still traumatized from his recent bout with the darkness. What could she be doing now? The darkness was over quickly this time though. The space… it was now completely different. The walls were various shades of red. The bed was large with a headboard and frame that resembled flames. The walls were laced with flame looking patterns as well. It was a whole new room and she had transformed it with her powers.
"Very impress-" The Prince was interrupted by another phony yawn. She was clearly not interested in idle conversation. "Listen there, Jack"
"'Jack' again? Mistress, if you must know my name, it's-"
"I'm… quite sore. And I could use a man's touch." She grabbed one of her shoulders and looked at him with pouty lips. She fluttered her eyelashes, trying to flirt.
"Well!" "Jack" boasted, "I'm by no means a masseuse, but I'm sure I can take care of those pesky knots." He turned away from her and rolled up his sleeves, ready to serve his mistress. He returned his gaze to Ashi and she had disrobed. She sat naked on the corner of the bed, ready for service.
"NGHH!" He quickly faced away again and his voice cracked. "Ashi, you're naked!"
"Ooh, and I'm so sore." She whimpered.
He had finally recognized his purpose to Ashi. He wasn't just a servant, he was her play thing! Her courtesan! His mind was racing. While he had been seduced in the past, he had never succumbed to it! What would he do? What could he say? He had never done this before!
"Yo, Jack! What's the hold up?" She growled.
"Yes, coming!"
The Prince, now renamed "Jack" apparently, went to his Mistress. He sat behind her, but feeling intimidated by the naked beauty, he sat far away. So far away, that only the tips of his finger tips can reach her shoulders.
"How is that, Mistress?" Jack asked. His fingers dabbled at her shoulders. It was a pretty ineffective massage.
"Hmm. I can barely feel it." She layed back on top of Jack's lap, head facing upward. "Will this work better?"
He swallowed heavy, face completely flushed. He was now making eye contact with her. While not a big fan of her, he was fully aware of her beauty… and she was still naked. His eyes scanned her body. She had small perky breasts. Her stomach was flat and her hips were curvy and thick. Her hair was long and accentuated the contours of her body. He bit his lip.
"Ouch! Something's poking me!" Ashi exclaimed. She sat up and looked into his lap. He was erect, as to be expected by the beautiful naked woman on his lap.
"I see." A smile grew on her face. "What are you going to do with that?"
Jack tried to focus. His head was hazy, his cheeks were flushed and his breath was hot. Recognizing he was on the spot, moved into the Mistress's face for a kiss. She pulled back.
"Excuse me!" She growled. "What do you think you're doing?"
"I was just…"
"I asked for no kiss! Do I have to spell it out for you, Jackass? Fuck me, already!"
"Mistress, please. This name, 'Jack' is not mine. My name is-"
The next thing Jack knew, he was suspended in the air. He was held up by his wrists and his ankles. His heart raced, he was frightened.
She scowled at her foolish Jackass. "I suppose I can lead this time." With a quick snap of the wrist, she ripped apart his garments. He now hung in the air, hair undone, wearing nothing but his tattered yakata and fundoshi, still erect.
"Hm. You enjoying this, Jackie?" She purred. He shifted his eyes away, too shy to admit that yes, this was pretty exhilarating. He was breathless, his heart was racing. He didn't want to admit he wanted this, but his body already told her everything she needed to know.
His eyes returned to her once he noticed his fundoshi was gone..
Suddenly, he felt pressure. Wet and warm. She had him inside her mouth. Back and forth she moved her head, the suction was simply intoxicating. Dribble ran down his shaft onto his balls, down his thighs. Her fingertips brushed against his thighs up to his buttocks. He shivered at her touch. His head jerked back when he felt a pinch at his nipples. He let out a light yelp.
She removed him from her mouth. He was dripping with saliva. She wrapped one of her hands around him and worked it up and down and her other hand traveled down her belly and between her legs. She smirked at him, it was fun to make little "Jackie" scream.
She applied more spit, making sure he stayed nice and slick, while her traveling hand worked her clit. Swollen and wet, she needed something to satisfy her.
The "ropes" [which were really just her appendages] that held Jack in the air began to crawl up his legs and down his arms. One set clamped onto his nipples while another set worked their way through his buttocks. He felt her make his way inside him. He let out a louder scream this time.
"Uhhh, mistress?!" He cried out. "I'm not sure…" She laid a finger against his lips.
The next thing he knew, she was behind him now. She nibbled on his neck and breathed on to his ear. He quivered. Her hands, now on his chest, clawed at his bare flesh. Jack's head fell forward, his blood rushing in his ears.
"Are you ready now?" She asked.
"Yes, Mistress." He whimpered.
Despite being the villain, she took it slow. She secreted a liquid as she entered him. He moaned as she sunk into him little by little. She let out a little moan as well. She was surrounded by him, warm and tight. These appendages were part of her after all.
Her head fell forward, hair trickling down his shoulder. Her face was flushed, her head was spinning and a touch of drool ran down her face.
"You like that, Jack?" She rasped.
"Yes, Mistress."
Her hips began to gyrate now. He threw his head back. She was slamming into him quickly now. Back and forth she slid in and out of him. He tried to catch his breath. She dug her fingers into his shoulders as she buried herself in him. Her blood was rushing. She let out a scream.
Another of her appendages reached for his cock and began working it up front. She engulfed his erection and simultaneously worked him from the front and back.
"Mistress… I…" he screamed out. "I'm going to…"
"No!" She snapped at him. "You cannot finish before your mistress!"
"But Mistress… I…"
She began to feel dazed. She was getting close. Suddenly a static sensation shot through her beginning from her toes all the way from her head. She excreted inside of him. It ran down his thighs. She panted and stopped for a moment. Jack grew desperate, wanting to finish too.
"Mistress… is it my turn yet?"
She met his gaze, her eyes glowed red. He swallowed heavily.
From behind, her hips slammed against his. From the front, she swallowed him, applying more pressure. Inside, she can feel him pulsating. His body couldn't handle it. His sight went blurry.
He stammered a scream as he finished. The sensation tingled through his body. He had never came so hard before. Not even Ashi could hold in all of him. His secretions dripped from her appendages.
Now both tired, she lowered herself down onto her bed and him beside her, head on her lap. They both struggled to catch their breath. She ran her fingers through his long hair.
"Well, what do you have to say to your mistress... Jack?" She uttered.
He didn't respond right away, so she grabbed him by the back of the head and pulled him up, forcing him to face her.
"Th-thank you, Mistress." He murmured.
The Prince, now "Jack" had done it. He had his first sexual experience with his Mistress. It was then he realized his plan. If he can continue to play along, perhaps he can distract her just enough to find his sword… what could possibly go wrong?
End of Chapter 1