Demonic Po*nstar System Chapter 766: Dream Come True 18+

Nyx meticulously secured herself. A mana-null rope unspooled from its case, artfully coiling around her form and binding her forearms to her ribs behind her back. Her pink hair cascaded over the knots. She tested the restraints, and her smug expression evaporated as she realized her spatial magic could no longer move her own body.

"...Oh. Now I comprehend your enjoyment."

Calypso, her mouth covered: Mmhmm.

Nyx's knees met the floor beside the demoness.

Across the chamber, Bastet examined the garment rack at her leisure. The initial selection of silks was discarded after mere seconds; the second set garnered a longer consideration. The third, she brought to her cheek, her tail swaying with a languid rhythm.

"...Yes. This particular one."

She adorned herself with devoted care, mindful that this attire was a gift for her cherished Master. She donned translucent linen woven with gold thread, followed by a more substantial solar layer. A wide golden belt, anklets, and armlets completed the ensemble. A single veil draped from one shoulder to her opposing hip, leaving her midriff exposed. She fastened her own belt and adjusted her veils with precision.

Barefoot, she padded to the foot of the bed, settling beside Calypso and Nyx, her hands folded demurely in her lap.

Aria was the final one to dress.

She held moonlight lingerie, having done so for some time.

Lifting it to her shoulders, she allowed the champagne-colored lace to settle against her skin. Her silver hair cascaded over the straps. The fabric emanated a soft luminescence the instant it made contact, outlining her body's contours in pale moonlight.

Aria turned towards the bed.

Kaiden had Luna folded nearly in half. Luna was no longer uttering words. The jingling sounds had become quite violent.

Aria observed the scene.

The moonlight adorning her lingerie flared, a visible wave of light emanating from shoulder to thigh.

"...Oh."

"Aria?" Bastet purred. "Wasn’t it meant to glow when you..."

"It must be malfunctioning!" Aria declared hastily, her cheeks flushing.

Bastet, utterly composed, did not direct her gaze towards Aria. "Simply from observation... Not bad."

"Hush!"

...

"...Kai... Kai, I’m... I’m about to... please..."

"AHNNNN!!!"

*Jingle~ jingle~ jingle~*

Luna succumbed beneath him. Her body tensed like a drawn bowstring, her folds clamping down around his cock with such force that his rhythm faltered. The moan that tore from her throat was more potent and prolonged than anything her lewd mouth had produced all night.

Kaiden bent down, bestowing a kiss upon her forehead.

"Good girl."

Luna emitted a faint, broken sound, her eyes fluttering closed. A shiver coursed through her entire body at the commendation.

Kaiden rose from the bed.

His gaze swept over the four women positioned at the foot of the bed.

Calypso, her skin flushed red and bare, restrained by mana-null cuffs and bindings, knelt with her tail curled tightly around her thigh.

Nyx, beside her, her curves expertly sculpted by pink rope that interlaced between her heavy breasts, securing her forearms to her ribs.

Bastet, on the opposite side, knelt draped in layered gold-threaded silks, her bare midriff gleaming. Her tanned skin was dusted with gold in the dim light, her ears twitching, her tail swaying.

Aria, at the end, her silver hair falling loosely over her shoulders, her moonlight lingerie pulsing with luminescence.

He approached Calypso first.

His hand rose, closing around the nape of her neck. His fingers threaded through the hair behind her horns as he tilted her face upwards to meet his gaze. Calypso’s eyes were already glistening with moisture. She made a sound through the gag that would have been 'Darling' had she been able to form consonants.

Kaiden’s thumb brushed the corner of her mouth, stretching around the flex gag.

"You have awaited this moment for a considerable time."

Mmhmm.

Fervent.

Kaiden moved to stand between them.

Footsteps, quiet upon the hardwood floor.

Aria and Bastet began to move.

The Moon Valkyrie and the tanned felinid drifted up behind him on either side without a word. Kaiden felt two pairs of hands settle upon him. Aria’s slender, cool palms glided up the backs of his thighs. Bastet’s warmer hands moved beneath Aria’s, cupping his buttocks, spreading her fingers across the muscle. Her tail coiled around the back of his knee.

"...Master." Bastet’s voice was a low purr. "Take these two masochists as you see fit. We shall provide assistance."

"Assistance might be an overstatement... but I am curious to witness," Aria voiced slowly.

Kaiden positioned himself behind Calypso first.

The demoness’s cunt was slick, with wetness already trailing down the inner sides of her crimson thighs. Kaiden pressed the head of his cock against her, and Calypso’s muffled wail began even before he entered. Bastet’s hands on his backside squeezed once, encouragingly. Aria’s hands slid up the insides of his thighs, one palm tenderly caressing his jewels.

He thrust in.

The scream that erupted from Calypso was stifled by the flex gag into something wordless and deep - a raw, grateful howl originating from a place far beyond her throat. Her entire body lurched forward against the restraints that held her immobile. Her pussy felt scalding hot, coiling and contracting around him.

Kaiden gripped Calypso's hips, beginning to ravage her as she desired.

He didn't hold back. Calypso was built to withstand intense treatment, and the one thing she had always asked of him in bed – to feel truly held, not just taken hard – was something he had withheld due to her tendency to break furniture. The restraints changed everything; the cuffs held firm when she flexed, the cable didn't snap under her pulling, and the gag prevented her from biting through the sheets as her mind emptied.

Thus, Kaiden ravaged her.

With every thrust, her alluring backside rippled from the impact. Her tail thrashed wildly before coiling tightly around his thigh, craving contact. Obscene wet sounds filled the air, a rhythmic slapping, as Calypso’s muffled cries intensified behind the gag.

Calypso surrendered within mere seconds.

Her entire body convulsed, and he continued to penetrate her through the climax.

She experienced another orgasm before the first had even fully subsided.

As he withdrew, Calypso's muffled sound of pure betrayal ceased as she lost consciousness. Instantly, Nyx's cry took over, for Kaiden had positioned himself behind her and slid fully inside.

Nyx's voice fractured on a wordless gasp.

He had guided her until her bound torso pitched over the mattress's edge, her roped breasts pressing against the sheets. Her spatial magic was useless, her body unresponsive as it always had been, and the sudden fullness of his cock stretching her made her knees buckle onto the mattress. Bastet’s and Aria’s hands followed him seamlessly, never leaving him, as they observed their friends being utterly dominated.

Nyx drew him in, much like Calypso had.

Her pink-roped curves rebounded with each thrust, her bound arms straining ineffectually, her muffled cries escalating rapidly and breathlessly through the gag. The space babe's strategic mind had vanished. Her pink hair clung to her sweat-slicked face.

Nyx maintained her composure for only a few moments longer.

He penetrated her through her climax, just as he had Calypso, watching her bound body tremble, her rope-cinched breasts bounce, and her slick depths pulse against him. Then, he withdrew and slid back into Calypso.

The demoness had already regained consciousness and thrust her rear toward him, still gagged and desperate, her tail reaching for him in the air before he was even in place. He drove into her, and Calypso’s muffled sob of gratitude dissolved into another scream.

He alternated between them.

Not with a set rhythm, but whenever one of them climaxed and the other had recovered enough for more. The slick sounds blurred into one. Their bodies offered different temperatures and grips, and his cock was enveloped by both.

Calypso climaxed twice more. Nyx climaxed thrice more before going limp, drooling into her gag. The two submissive girls were left wrecked, side-by-side, bound, gagged, and taken exactly as they had pleaded for.

By the time he left, two slick, ruined, bound women were left kneeling at the foot of the bed, his cum leaking from them in thick white streams.

Kaiden turned.

His manhood remained hard.

Aria and Bastet moved with practiced coordination, guiding him backward onto the bed with a quiet, relentless insistence.

"Master." Bastet’s purr was thick with desire. "Let us take care of you now."

"Kai." Aria’s voice trembled. "Lie down."

His knees made contact with the edge of the mattress. Aria's hands on his chest pushed gently, and Kaiden settled onto his back.

The duo descended upon him together.