Chapter 782: Chapter 782 - Preparing Emily for Azania [1/2]**
Naturally, Emily’s new pieces of jewellery were just as chock-full of various runes and sigils as her collar was... and only Erik had control over them. Creating a small chain between them was only the beginning of their capabilities.
As soon as he pulled on the chain, Emily moaned. Her eyes fluttered, and she instantly pulled her hands back. Her body scooted forward a little to relieve some of the pressure Erik was putting on her breasts.
"Looks like you’ve gotten yourself a second leash, my little shadow," Erik chuckled as he casually played with the chain. He greatly enjoyed each reaction he pulled from her, as well as watching her large chest dance to his tune.
"Y— Yesss~" Emily moaned, her hands back on her head as she allowed Erik to do as he liked. "I... prefer... hngh... this one, I think~"
"So do I," Erik smirked. Then, with a final pull, he finally released the chain... sort of. Snapping his fingers, a second chain spawned. This one connected to the middle of the first chain, leading up between her breasts, and then connected to the ring around her collar.
Next, he swiped his finger with a grin and slowly shortened both chains. Under increasingly loud moaning and whimpering from Emily, her heavy tits were being both squished together and pulled up by the rings in her nipples.
"That’s a good girl," Erik whispered after he was done, incredibly pleased with the result. "You’re being so brave, my love. Is it too much?"
Emily, her body shaking and her unfocused eyes trained on Erik frantically shook her head. "N— Nooo~ Hu— Hurts so good~"
In the end, there wasn’t even that much weight put on these chains. After all, although Emily’s breasts were larger than average, her third-rank Arcanist body also ensured they were always perky and tight. In other words, they simply couldn’t be pulled very far.
Still, there was a constant strain on the chains, and her chest was now in the perfect position to have a little fun. Snapping his fingers, Erik made his clothes disappear and caused his hard, girthy cock to spring free.
"Let’s see if you can give me handless boob-job like this," Erik grinned as he leaned back to give her some room.
As soon as his order echoed out, Emily forced herself to focus—which was actually quite hard for her. It wasn’t only the sensations that were doing this to her, but especially the situation. Having her body marked and lorded over by Erik, combined with a little pain, marked so many of her boxes that it was hard to keep track of it all.
Eagerly, Emily scooted forward a little. "I— I’ll do my best for you, Daddy~" she panted lustfully. As always, Emily freely interchanged Daddy and Master when doing these things with Erik.
Erik immediately frowned sternly. "You’ll do more than that, Emily. You’ll succeed, or you’ll be punished."
Another shiver passed through Emily’s spine, a slight moan escaping her lips. "I love when you talk to me like that..." she whispered while shuddering a sigh.
"Hmpf, of course you do," Erik snorted dismissively, sticking to his role in their play. "You’re an incorrigible pervert who needs discipline to survive. Now get started!"
She nodded obediently, but before trying to wrap her flesh around his pole, she leaned forward and hung her open mouth above it. With her hands still on her head, she dripped large drops of saliva onto his cock. When it was sufficiently wet, she spat a few more wads onto her strained breasts themselves, before finally lifting her trembling body.
When she put the centre of her squished breasts above his tip, she lowered her body again, forcing his dick in between her poor tits. As soon as she did, her moans and painful whimpering increased even more.
The chains were pulled tighter, increasing her pain, but at the same time, his modified pre-cum on her breasts, the sensation of skin-to-skin contact, and the satisfaction on Erik’s face were enough to fill her with bliss.
Soon, his member peaked out from the top of her tits and actually pushed the chain between her collar and breast-chain further upward. Erik cocked an eyebrow at this. The sensation of the cold chain against his tip was... strange, but he didn’t mind the pressure. In fact, he loved Emily’s reaction to this.
Yelping, Emily’s head and neck angled forward to make the necessary length shorter. In the same movement, she took the tip of his cock, chain and all, between her lips to almost frantically lick and suck it.
Despite liking the pain, it also brought a desperate desire to feel the relief of it going away again—a desperation that only increased her lust—and by making him cum, the pain would go away.
Of course, she could always walk away. Her new piercings were controlled by Erik through the collar, and she had a dozen different ways of taking that off... but the thought didn’t even cross her mind. Although Emily’s submission was entirely voluntary and optional, her mind was already enthralled with Erik’s domination over her.
She simply couldn’t imagine another life anymore... nor did she want to. Thus, her only path to relief was making him cum, and she was desperate to make it happen.
After a few seconds of her licking and sucking, Erik narrowed his eyes and growled. "What are you doing, Emily? I told you to give me a boob-job, so keep moving."
"Hngh," Emily whimpered as she pulled her lips back and moved her body up again. Erik sighed contentedly as his dick moved in between her breasts again. The tightness and softness he felt like this were truly first-class, with Emily’s sounds and expression being the delicious cherry on top.
Emily’s movements started speeding as she got more used to the movement and sensation. Whenever he peeked out from between her chest, she would take the tip between her lips and give it as much pleasure as she could before it disappeared again. Her hands never left her head.
"Am I... doing good... Master~~?" she whimpered and moaned at one point.
"Hmm," Erik hummed, drawing out his answer and pretending to think about it, just to mess with her mind as he saw desire for approval.
"I guess it feels good," he finally nodded benevolently... but then swiped his finger. "It could be a little tighter, though." Instantly, the chain between her nipples shortened a little more, and Emily yelped from the increased pain. Yet, her movements only sped up and her body shook harder from pleasure.
"M— Master, please... can~ can I...?" she suddenly muttered, frustration evident in her voice.
Erik knew what she wanted. If he angled his head a little, he could see the large puddle was she creating beneath her body, and he could feel her pressure building through their bond.
Fortunately for her, he was getting closer as well...