Kapitel 14: Megumi (R-18)
I just needed to do what was necessary to survive and that meant control. Control over myself, control over one's Destiny. I needed complete control as that meant being in the position of power.
I had been abused.
It was hard for me to admit that I had forgotten that time in my life. Pushed it to one side and never tried to relive it again. Perhaps that was a reason for why I was the way I was? But who knows, all I knew was that being the abuser meant having control.
Yet I also knew that being abusive was exactly what could get me killed. A slave that was treated poorly may be broken down, but all it would take was for someone to come along and light that spark to make them rebel. However, treat a slave with kindness and they will remain loyal.
I needed control and I had a distinct lack of it at this time.
But Megumi represented a chance to gain just a tiny little bit of control, even if it wouldn't do much to change anything at the current time. But it would be a start and that was all that mattered to me.
"Let's go upstairs," I told her, breaking away from the heated kiss we had been engaged in. For a moment, Megumi looked a little dazed, but her usual coy smile returned and she stood up, hips swaying as she walked up the stairs.
I followed behind at a slower pace, taking my time and I watched in amusement as I saw her drop her fully unzip her jumper and let it drop onto the stairs. Her bra followed soon after, she throwing it at me as she came to the top of the stairs. From this angle I got a very good look up her skirt upon the black thong she wore beneath.
"You're taking your sweet time," Megumi noted, continuing down the corridor, disappearing out of sight momentarily.
Her skirt was laid upon the floor just outside of Issei's room. It was a good job he wasn't here because he'd probably cream himself if he saw that. "Just letting the anticipation rise," I told her, Megumi leaning her head outside the door, her body hidden from view. She gave me a little smirk, poking out one hand in which she held her thong and making sure I was watching, dropped it upon the ground.
She really didn't care about what would happen if Ingrid or her mother, Arisa returned. Hell, I kind of hoped that her sister, Ayami would come back and join us. Though I'll get her eventually, as well as Arisa, her husband was never around and a lonely housewife like that probably had needs that hadn't gone satisfied for a long while.
Unbidden, an image of Ingrid and Arisa engaged in some 'extra-curricular' activities came to mind and my cock twitched in appreciation. That would be an enjoyable sight to behold and I kind of hoped it was true.
Reaching my bedroom I to my bedroom and looked upon the sight of Megumi laid upon my bed. She was laid face down, legs raised slightly and looking towards me with a seductive smile. Despite being naked she was keeping all of her most intimate parts hidden from view.
"Why are you covering yourself now?" I asked.
"Why are you still dressed?" She shot back and I smirked. She wanted to see me naked before I saw her fully, it was cute that she thought I'd fall for something so obvious.
So I walked forwards and crawled upon my bed, positioning myself above Megumi, both hands by her head and my knees above the backs of her thighs. She looked at me, wondering what I was going to do, but there was a hint of anticipation there. It may not have gone the way she had expected, but she was liking it all the same.
You see, girls like Megumi, there pretty simple.
They're sluts.
They look like sluts, they act like sluts and deep down, they act like sluts. However, outwardly, they like to act like the little Queen Bee. They're beautiful and they know it, so they use that beauty to control people around them. Deep down, however, they're just little sluts and I had met plenty like her in my time.
Not only in my old life, but in this one as well.
So the question is, what do you do when meeting someone like her? Simple, don't play their games because if you do, there's no escape from their clutches and they'll use, abuse and then toss you to one side.
Running one hand through her hair, I took hold of the convenient handholds she had provided me and for a moment I just did nothing. Like I had told her, I let the anticipation of the moment rise and then I ragged her head back. Not too hard, yet not too soft either, just enough to let her know what this was going to be like.
She wasn't the Queen here, she wasn't in charge.
I was.
And by the look in her eyes and the way she bit on her lip, she not only realised that but enjoyed it as well. Like I said, a slut.
With my free hand, I pulled down my shorts just a little, reaching into my boxers and fishing out my erect manhood. Smacking it against her ass, the silent order was heard and acknowledged, Megumi reaching around and spreading her ass cheeks for me invitingly.
"Much appreciated." I leaned down, whispering into her ear before pressing her face against the bed while I lined myself up with her soaking pussy. Teasing her just a little, I pushed the tip in just a little, and Megumi shifted, stifling her moans and in response to her actions, I slapped her ass, the flesh jiggling beautifully.
This time, when I pushed the tip in Megumi didn't stifle her little moans. They weren't loud, but it was a quiet noise of pleasure that showed she was enjoying it.
As a reward, I thrust forwards, burying myself deep inside her soaking wet pussy. She was tight, but eager, her folds spreading invitingly as she took the entirety of my length inside of her. Megumi just moaned in response despite the rough treatment and I enjoyed that sound.
Keeping one hand gripping hold of her hair and pushing her into the bed, my over pressed down upon her hips. Laying my weight fully upon her, I lifted my hips and drove them back down. Again and again, I repeated the action, getting faster as I did. The sound of my hips slapping against her ass getting louder joining with the sounds of her moans.
What I was doing couldn't even remotely be considered gentle, though it wasn't quite on the level of being brutally rough. But each thrust was fast and hard, jerking Megumi's body and making the headboard of my bed smack against the wall. Nails dug into my bedsheets as one particularly hard thrust from me seemingly knocked the wind completely from Megumi.
I had to be careful, the Gu Ritual had enhanced my strength well beyond the norm. In that instance, I had forgotten to regulate that strength and it showed by the pained grimace that came across Megumi's face.
Causing pain to someone who didn't enjoy it in sex was not the type of person I was. Like I said earlier, treat a slave with kindness and they'll never rebel.
So carefully I slowed down just a little, making sure to watch my strength a little more carefully. At this point in time, my strength was a little too much for Megumi, but slowly if build her up to the point I wouldn't have to hold back.
And as Megumi grunted and groaned, still recovering her breath, I never once stopped. Continuing to pound away at her soaking pussy, making sure to make this a sexual encounter that she wouldn't forget anytime soon.
There were no feelings between us.
She and her sister found me attractive, hence why Megumi and I were having sex. No feelings involved, just pure sexual attraction and the desire to act upon it.
But I no desire of letting a bombshell like her go.
So carefully, I put more strength and speed into my actions, Megumi's moans growing louder and louder as I increased the tempo. I could feel her pussy lips tightening around my cock, her moan becoming longer and more drawn out and I winced slightly, trying to stave off the coming end. But really, at this point, I was a little too absorbed in the act and all it took was one final thrust for me to reach my end.
Quickly I pulled out, shooting my load upon her back, Megumi slumping fully on the bed. I'd say from that action alone I'd done a pretty good job.
But just as the Gu Ritual had enhanced my strength and speed, it also enhanced my stamina, especially my sexual staminal. After all, there had been dozens of men within that chamber, each of which I had killed and that meant, I had many more loads to go.
Something Megumi learned the hard way when I sheathed myself within her once more.
-X- Line Break -X-
As the door to the bathroom opened, a beautiful woman clad in a towel that looked to be on the verge of coming undone as it strained against her large breasts stepped out. Her long flowing black hair was damp as she switched out the lights of her bathroom and walked down the corridor.
Pushing open the door to her bedroom, the woman undid the knot that held her towel in place, letting it pool around her feet as she walked towards a cupboard, naked. Her figure was curvaceous, breasts large and seemingly standing in defiance of gravity. Her hips swayed seductively as she walked, a nice little jiggle coming from her ass cheeks as he long legs strode towards the cupboard.
Pulling open the sliding door of her cupboard revealing the line of clothes, she took a moment to survey her choices. Then she clicked her fingers, body and hair seemingly drying in an instant as a pair of comfortable pants and shirt attached itself to her body, the cupboard door closing shut immediately after.
Saying nothing, she turned away and made her to the left, past her bed and towards the wall. A light shimmer came from it as a door appeared from nowhere, opening up on its own as she approached.
Inside the room was dark, not a single light in sight. Yet the only thing visible was the orb that floated there, seemingly giving off no light yet also seeming to glow in the darkness, nothing around it illuminated.
And as she grew closer to the orb, the woman dropped to her knees in subservience.
"What have you discovered, Chisato?" A voice questioned from within the orb, its voice indistinguishable yet possessing great power. A voice that seemed to be made up of multiple overlapping ones of varying pitch and tone. Some feminine, some masculine, some deep and some high.
"Nothing concrete," Chisato replied quickly. "However, I am certain that Mikoto Hyoudou does not mean Issei any harm at this time. Nor does the Vampire, Ingrid. I will keep a close eye upon them."
"Ingrid is of no concern to us." The voice dismissed. "Her history is known and we've already taken steps to remove her from the picture. Mikoto however concerns us the most. He was reported to have died upon that plane and yet as our plans seem to be coming about once more, he suddenly arrives? It is hardly a coincidence."
Chisato frowned. "I understand. But I do believe that this may be just coincidence, as hard as that might be to believe."
"Why?"
"I looked upon the list of passengers reportedly upon the plane with Mikoto at the time. Amongst them was Saechōrō Busujima." Chisato stated and she could tell she had their attention. "Not only that, but I know that Mikoto had fought and lost against the heiress, Saeko Busujima in a Kendo Tournament mere weeks earlier."
She need not say anymore as the voice seemed to put the pieces together. "You believe that Saechōrō Busujima faked the death of himself and Mikoto Hyoudou and trained him in secret?" It was rhetorical. "It is possible."
"I have been unable to confirm the existence of Saechōrō at this time. The protections surrounding the Busujima home are powerful."
They were not unbeatable and in fact, she could quite easily break them down. However, in doing so she would only attract attention to herself which was the opposite of what she was meant to do.
"Keep a close eye upon Mikoto Hyoudou. The Wielders of the Heavenly Dragons have resurfaced and the Harvest is fast approaching. We cannot have any interference until both are ready to face one another."
Chisato bowed her head. "It shall be done."
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