“Now, crouch on the floor and start fingering yourself. As a slave, you belong on the floor. Anything else, be it the bed, a chair, or a table, shall only be permitted by your master’s grace. Do you understand?” Fu Yilan nodded and crouched down, the dress riding up, exposing her lower half. “And I permit you to use that beetle as well.”
His smile was kind and rotten as he watched the girl that had come seeking help be coerced into degrading herself like that. Fu Yilan was on the floor, moans pushing through her lips with ease. She was no longer used to holding them back after all.
“Good, good.” He stepped closer and pulled out his dick. Veins bulged as it stood, rock hard already. “Don’t lick it yet. Only smelling. Deep breaths.” She complied, sucking in the musty scent. She enjoyed it, body having been modified by the Void Lotus Demoness art. Pushing her nose into his balls, she kept taking deep breaths. The smell made her mind hazy, and her fingers sped up. She could feel the beetle vibrating quicker as well with more of her arousal washing around it.
“Alright, stop.” He pulled her hand away and crouched down, pulling out the beetle with a swift grab. Moments like these showed that he was far above her as a cultivator. The thought only pushed Fu Yilan closer to the edge, the power difference stirring something within her.
In her mind, she was fighting her body, her arousal, her preferences. But it was a losing battle and she could feel it. Fu Yilan repeated the words of the founder in her mind, holding on to them. She knew she would slip into pleasure and hoped she would remember them when she woke up. If she woke up. But until it got to that point, she would keep on trying.
“Now, this lesson is an important one. A slave may not cum without her master’s permission. Do you understand?” His voice sent shivers down her spine, keeping her sane.
“Yes, Master Xiao.” He patted her head. She liked it.
“Now you may suck it. Enjoy.” She took his dick into her mouth, worshipping it with kisses and licks. Her tongue fluttered around his dick with incredible accuracy. “Did someone teach you pleasure arts? But I thought you said you couldn’t cultivate while in his control.”
“No, I learned those before then. Senior Xu made me learn them. They have enhanced my body, optimizing it for serving.” His smile returned, wider this time.
“Great, that is magnificent news. You truly are meant for this then. The focus and dedication you poured into it will not be for naught. They will serve your master well, and that is all that counts for a sex slave like you.” Fu Yilan continued sucking. Her mind ruthlessly struck down the part of herself that was happy at the praise. “What were the changes it did to you?”
“Tweaking my body, making it more beautiful. My hips and chest grew a bit. My hair is smoother.” She hesitated, but he would find out sooner or later. “My body is more sensitive now. I feel more pleasure down below, as well as from my chest. I also… feel pleasure from my mouth, tongue and throat.” It was embarrassing admitting it. No one had ever cared to ask. Telling him laid bare how made for sex her body had become.
“Oh, truly magnificent!” He clapped his hands. “You will be my masterpiece. A sex slave like no other! So that means you are ready for everything I’ll throw at you.” He grabbed her head and thrust in deep. His dick was scratching her throat, while her tongue rubbed against its underside. It didn’t take long for her to cum from being used by him. He patted her head in praise, then pushed in deep, cumming himself.
It was the strongest semen she had ever had, containing more yang energy than everyone else’s she’d been with. The taste was magnificent as well, coating her mouth, making her want– Fu Yilan stopped that thought right there. The orgasm had made her lose it for a moment, but she hadn’t given up.
“You really are born for this, cumming from my dick on your first blowjob. While I didn’t allow you to climax, I’ll permit it this once. Now thank you master for his generosity.”
“Thank you, Master Xiao.” Fu Yilan bowed, forehead touching the floor.
“Very good! Now, lay on the bed. Your Master will bless you with his seed! You may climax as you wish.” She did as told and spread her legs. He fucked her roughly, getting her used to being treated like less again. Fu Yilan held against the excitement she felt. She didn’t want to enjoy submitting. Yet her body’s signals had trained her mind, pleasure carving submission into her.
“You pussy is magnificent as well,” he proclaimed after cumming inside. “I expect your art keeps you from getting pregnant?” Fu Yilan nodded. She had cum thrice and was struggling to regain her bearings.
“Now, for the last test. Please spread your asshole for me.” She turned around, confused. Why would he want that? “Oh, don’t tell me. Is it unused?” He didn’t wait for an answer, clapping excitedly. “Hoho, to think you would have the honor of offering one of your firsts to your master. You must thank the heavens for that!”
Fu Yilan pushed her ass into the air, spreading her cheeks. The air felt cold on her untouched hole. Putting some cold lube onto it, he slid a finger in. She tried contracting out of reflex, but he just pushed it deeper anyway.
“Keep it relaxed so that your master can freely enter it.” She tried, she really did, but it didn’t work. The feeling was too foreign, felt too wrong. “Stupid slave.” He slapped her buttocks, making them jiggle. “Try imagining pushing out a shit. Maybe that will help.”
It did. The finger was pushing in and out. Then a second one was added. “Hmm, still quite tight. We will loosen you up slowly.” He walked to the table and pulled out something resembling a large acorn. “Let’s start with this small plug. It should fit quite easily.” It slid in without trouble. He paused for a moment. “You said your body was being developed. Then maybe…” He pulled it out and went back to the table, grabbing a larger one. It too slid in, though not as easily as before. He repeated the process until it had doubled in size and Fu Yilan felt genuine pain when he forced it in.
“Alright, this seems to be your current maximum.” He pushed the beetle back into her pussy where it started vibrating. “Such a convenient creature. Stay here on the bed. Report to me when you’ve cum ten times.” Then he sat in the corner on a large cushion and closed his eyes.
Fu Yilan could feel the energy made from her yin and his yang flow to her asshole. She didn’t quite understand why something that hadn’t been prioritized suddenly got so much attention. She briefly considered removing the plug in the root of the Void Lotus leading to her asshole that would increase her sensitivity but decided against it. After all, she didn’t want to feel more pleasure than necessary. This would be challenging enough by itself.
She held strong for the first four orgasms. But her asshole was being optimized for sex, and the butt plug had started to feel better each time. By the sixth time, she caved. She would only remove it for a little bit. She didn’t want to be in pain after all. And her master would probably want her to do so. Her rational mind was slipping, letting more and more sex slave thoughts through.
When she removed the qi blockage to the correct root, the effect was immediate. The energy rushed towards a path that was behind in development, compared to the rest of her body. It only took an hour for the next orgasm to be from her ass instead of her pussy. Then, she left it open for another two hours. Her asshole was now as sensitive as her pussy, and at that moment, Fu Yilan loved it. The tenth orgasm didn’t come much later.
Her mind was now fully returned to being a cum hole, and her master was happy to see it. “Good job. Now, let’s try something else.” The plug was removed. Instead, he pulled out a meter- long string with large beads on them. Fu Yilan couldn’t wait to have them inside of her. Shaking her ass excitedly, she presented herself to her master.
“Yes, that’s the Fu Yilan I want to see. Now, take them in, one at a time.” Slowly, he pushed them in. Her asshole was very sensitive, and the beads were slightly coarse in texture, rubbing along her insides. One by one they were thumbed in, pushing against each other. The vibrations from them rubbing together within her almost made her cum by themselves. Finally, only a small loop remained.
“They all fit. Good. Come by again tomorrow. If there are further issues with your sleep, come find me. But remember, you are back to before, a slave again. So, I hope it will have solved itself.”
Running back to her room through the sect, the beads in her ass kept stimulating her, causing the beetle to vibrate in response to her arousal. Master had forbidden her from taking out either, adding that he would know if she did. The tone of his voice made her believe him. When she entered her room, going to sleep was no problem. It seemed like the internal conflict had been resolved by accepting her nature.
The next morning, Fu Yilan awoke to the tight feeling of anal beads in her ass. Her rational mind had returned though, and she rushed out of the room. The walls had been moving in on her. She remembered yesterday’s events and cursed herself for being too weak and making her asshole as sensitive as it now was. Simply bending down made the beads punish such a movement. She left the sect grounds to clear her head. Usually, everyone who became a cultivator worked on cultivating or growing stronger. After all, advancing to the heavenly realm was in no way assured. That was why the only thing necessary to ensure they stayed on track was to check how many merit points the earned each month, the amount to reach increasing with each stage. It wasn’t a particularly high target either but was there to dissuade from just giving up entirely. That was why Fu Yilan had the leeway to move around like that. Since everyone had their own path, few restrictions were set on the disciples.
Each Flowing Step made her focus, trying not to stumble out of her path or mess up the qi circulation. She stood in front of a decision. Give in or keep resisting. The fact that becoming his slave in body and mind had taken care of her sleeping problem irked her. She looked out at the sky. Should she just try and flee now? On the other hand, now that the branch leader had taken an interest in her, she didn’t feel like her chances were particularly good. Fu Yilan only had to think back to how they captured an eighth stage demonic cultivator with a head start who had more experience running away to discard that line of thought.
Could she find a manual to help fortify her mind? Maybe there was something like that available, and she had enough merit points after all. But what if the branch leader somehow found out about her looking for those from Senior Feng, who she would have to ask for advice. In addition, she was currently stuffed with toys she wasn’t allowed to remove in both holes, while Senior Feng would probably want to fuck her. And while he wasn’t that pushy, not having seen him in months might change that. She shelved the idea, not discarding it outright. There was a chance of getting what she was looking for if she played her cards right.
She spent the rest of the day meditating. The words of the founder cycled in her head, anchoring her. When evening came, she returned to the branch leader’s house. What had looked calm and inviting when she first came here seemed like a monster’s waiting maw, with the tunnel downwards being the throat, and the hidden cavern being the stomach that digested her. Only that it was her mind being destroyed in the stomach acid called pleasure.