[Not that one... the other one, Morgana!]
"..."
[Are you stupid, put that one in that one!]
"..."
[STOP!... don't pull that one... It's useless without the other one... pull this one instead!]
"..."
[H-Hey!... P-Please calm down, Morgana!... put the hammer down!]
"AHHHHHHH!!!"
I had enough of this.
Ten hours! I was rooted in the same spot for ten fucking hours doing nothing but plugging and unplugging server cables. I never thought that I'd ever find something to hate more than math, but today I found my answer.
Thousands of cables are intertwined. Thousands of wires wrapped in... well, it's a fucking mess. And the worst part, the cables came in only three colors.
Yellow, red, and blue.
Seriously? Just three colors for thousands of wires.
"I can't take it anymore," I let out a sigh, placing my head on the cold metal floor with a blood hammer above me. "I'll just kill myself and save us the trouble."
[...]
[Don't be a drama queen, Morgana... It's easy, you just have to pull and put these wires in the right place.]
"Fuck off, Herma!" I snapped with an angry look on my face. "You do it!"
[What?!?!] Herma exclaimed, her voice echoing in my head.
"You heard me, fix that damn server." I pointed at a massive server with cables.
[What do you mean? I'm already doing that!]
"..."
This was the straw that broke the camel's back.
My own system didn't appreciate the torture I had to endure for the past ten hours.
Try to organize a part of the server where all wires are yellow, and tell me that you will not wish to commit suicide after.
'Fucking ten hours!!!'
Snap!
Snapping my finger, I created eight blood golems that had human appearances, then I gave Herma permission to control them.
"Use these and don't you ever call me here again," I said in a cold voice.
[Alright, I'll try, but no promises.]
The moment I said that, the blood golems shambled forward like lazy zombies at a cable orgy. Their crimson fingers reached into the endless tangle, yanking, twisting, and trying to make sense of the incomprehensible knot of wires.
[Okay, Morgana, I think I got this under control… wait, no, don't—HEY, WHY ARE THEY BLEEDING INTO THE POWER SUPPLY?!]
"If it explodes, I'll consider it justice." I didn't even look back as I made my way out of this hell.
A week has passed since I got stuck in this nightmare of a dead world. Only yesterday did Herma finish analyzing the data, and the first step in the repairs was rearranging the server wiring, a physical task that only I could do at the moment. But the problem was that I had thousands of wires to rearrange.
Seriously?! Whoever did the cable management must be tortured for thousands of years for doing this shitty job.
I only endured it because it would boost the signal and allow me to communicate with my daughters through the link.
"Sigh..."
Anyway, this was the worst thing that happened during this week. And if there was a worst thing, then for sure a good thing happened.
"Good morning, little slave," I said in a sing-song voice as I entered the bedroom.
"HMMM!"
Madam X tried to lift her head, but the leather collar around her neck clinked against the chain that held her in place. The double dildo gag filled her mouth completely, muffling every attempt at speech. Her single eye no longer glaring with fury but with dull exhaustion and pure lust.
"Don't give me that look," I said, moving toward her. "You earned this."
"GMMGNNHH!" She nodded her head. I knew her well enough by now to understand what she meant, even without words.
"Alright... alright... I'll allow you to cum if you promise to obey my commands for tonight," I said as I walked around the table. "Do we have a deal?"
She nodded again.
"Good, then it's settled," I let out a smile, grabbing her by the head, forcefully removing the double dildo gag. She coughed but said nothing as I began removing the vibrating dildos.
The progress of the blood seal had passed 50%, so I was able to slightly modify her body, and yesterday I gave her two new holes. Nipple penetration.
Yeah... I shoved two vibrating dildos in her nipples. I couldn't help it. It was so tempting. Next time, I'll give her another pair of breasts just to penetrate them. As for the bottom part, two dildos inside her pussy, which left her ass available for one special toy.
The butt plug that Lilith left me, along with Hunger. I totally forgot about it, but two days ago it was destiny. The plug was an artifact, and it could absorb magic from the host. And I used it to stop Madam X from unleashing her fiery magic.
I made really good progress taming the red bitch. The plan I used was simple yet effective.
I fuck her, pretend to lose control at some point, she breaks out and fights me, I allow her to enjoy those few minutes of freedom before crushing her hopes, and then… I break her again. Simple, efficient, and strangely satisfying.
As of yesterday, Madam X realized that she would never escape me, so she stopped fighting. Now that doesn't mean that her will was broken—if she so much as smells a weakness in me, she would try to break out and fight.
So that's why I'm changing the taming strategy as of today, introducing the reward system.
"Mmmm... good girl." I placed my hands on her cheeks and pressed my lips against her forehead. She leaned into my touch, melting, trembling with relief. Her single eye fluttered open, looking at me with such gratitude and affection I felt my cock twitch with an excited jerk.
'Damn... I love this feeling...' I thought as I kissed her lips. 'I hope this feeling never goes away.'
But I had a job to do. I pulled back from the kiss and let my hand caress her breasts.
"Let's see how many times you can cum today, hmm?"
She nodded eagerly. I reached down toward her massive nipples, sliding the two vibrating dildos out. Her eye widened with a whimper, her back arching as if I'd ripped something from deep inside her chest.
I rubbed my fingers against her hardened nubs, teasing her as she whined, moaning with each stroke. I kissed her again, slower this time, licking her tongue as she squirmed against her chains.
'Yes, this is going to be so fun.'
After the first orgasm, I slowly untied her arms and legs. She was trembling all over, panting, exhausted, but her pussy was still leaking thick strands of her own cum.
"Get on your knees, slave," I commanded, my voice low and sharp as I stepped back, cock throbbing. "On your hands and knees, now!"
Madam X hesitated for half a second, her single eye flickering with a glint of defiance, but then her shoulders slumped, and she dropped to her knees on the cold metal floor. Her body was still dripping with sweat and cum, her thighs slick and quivering from the relentless orgasms I'd forced out of her.
"Good girl," I said, circling her like a predator. My cock was already throbbing again, the monster-like girth twitching at the sight of her submission. "You're learning fast. Let's see how well you can follow orders now."
"...Hnnngh," she groaned through gritted teeth, her voice hoarse from the hours of muffled screams.
"What... Do you want... Mistress?" The word slipped out with a bitter edge, but it still sent a jolt of raw heat straight to my groin.
"Hehe," I smirked, standing in front of her and grabbing a fistful of her fiery hair.
"I want you to suck this monster dry. Every inch. No teeth. No tricks. If I feel even a spark of your divine bullshit, I'll shove that lava cock of yours right back up your ass. Understood?"
Her eye widened, a flicker of fear mixing with the lust that hadn't left her gaze since I started breaking her.
"Y-Yes... Mistress," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper as she leaned forward, her trembling hands reaching for my shaft.
"No hands," I snapped, yanking her hair back to make her look up at me. "Just that filthy mouth of yours. Open wide."
She swallowed hard, her lips parting as she stared at the monstrous 14-inch cock looming over her face. The head was still glistening with a mix of her juices and my cum, thick veins pulsing along its length. Slowly, she leaned in, her hot breath teasing the tip before her tongue flicked out, tasting the mess we'd made.
"Fuck yeah," I growled, resisting the urge to shove it down her throat right then and there. "Lick it clean first. Show me how much you want it."
Her tongue moved in slow, deliberate strokes, lapping at the underside of my shaft, tracing every ridge and vein. Her single eye locked onto mine, a silent plea for approval as she worked, her mouth stretching wider to take the tip between her lips. The heat of her breath, still tinged with that divine fire, nearly made me lose control.
"Deeper," I ordered, my grip on her hair tightening. "Don't make me do it for you."
"Mmph!" She gasped as she obeyed, her lips sliding further down, struggling to accommodate the sheer girth. Her throat tightened around me, spit and precum drooling down her chin as she fought to take more. I could feel her tongue squirming, trying to keep up, trying to please me.
And I fucking loved it.
"That's it, slave," I hissed, my hips twitching with the urge to thrust. "You're nothing but a hole for me now. Keep sucking."
Her muffled whimpers vibrated along my length, sending shivers up my spine. Her eye rolled back slightly, overwhelmed by the size, but she didn't pull away. If anything, she pushed harder, her throat convulsing as she forced herself to take another inch.
"Fuck, you're getting good at this," I grunted, finally giving in and rocking my hips forward, just enough to make her choke. "Gag on it. Let me hear how much you love it."
"Gghk—!" Her choked cry echoed in the room, her body shuddering as she struggled to breathe around me. Tears of molten gold streamed from her eye, but her lips stayed locked around my cock, desperate to prove herself.
I pulled out halfway, giving her a second to gasp for air, strings of spit connecting her mouth to my dick.
"Say it," I demanded, smacking the head of my cock against her cheek. "Tell me what you are."
She hesitated for only a moment, her gaze still hazed with lust.
"Y-Your... slave, Mistress... your whore... Y-You... own m-me..." she rasped, her voice broken and raw. "I'm your... fucktoy. Use me. Please."
"!!!" The words hit like a fucking drug, and I instantly came inside her mouth.
Her lips trembled as she struggled to take every drop, her throat working overtime to swallow the thick, hot load I unleashed. Her single eye fluttered shut, overwhelmed, as some of it spilled from the corners of her mouth, trailing down her chin and dripping onto her sweat-slicked chest.
She coughed, gasping for air, but didn't dare pull away until I yanked her head back by her fiery hair, forcing her to look up at me.
"Tsk… such a mess," I said, slapping her cheek lightly with my cock. "But you're doing so well. Let's reward you, shall we?"
"T-Thank you, Mistress."