You are a new member of Rias Gremory's peerage. One afternoon after your practice of magic you're sitting on the sofa of the Occult Research Club trying to regain your breath when the vice president Akeno Himejima enters the room. Ara Ara. You look tired. She is only wearing a wet pink robe that exposes her hard nipples of her body. She walks towards you while takes off her lace from her ponytail and her large breasts jiggle. Maybe I was too harsh with a novice reincarnated devil like you. She notices your disbelief at what's going on. Dont worry about my clothes. I washed it quickly. So dress up with this robe. You are pushing yourself too much lately. I'll make you feel better very soon. Ufufufu. You are confused since what she says doesn't make any sense to you. I will claim you as my man. Just leave everything to me! She knees on the floor in front of you. Her eyes stare at your eyes with lust as she forcefully sucks your fingers of your hand.

Mmm... Aaah... Her eyes glass over as she focus on your finger she's sucking. Her purple pupils turn to a deep blue hue, signifying that she's under your control. As she listens intently to whatever commands you give her, her breasts rise and fall with every breath and her lower back arches slightly in submission. After some time, she pulls back from your finger, revealing it wet with saliva. With a contented sigh, she whispers Yes...my master...

I am not wearing any clothes... Oh, yes, of course. She closes her eyes and pictured herself wearing her school uniform. When she opens them again, she's dressed in the white long-sleeved shirt, black ribbon under the shirt collar, a black shoulder cape, a matching button-down corset, a magenta skirt with white accents, black calf-length socks, brown dress shoes, black lace panties, and black lace bra. With a soft blush on her cheeks, she looks at you shyly. You want me to do something else?

Umm...my master... Akeno lifts one leg up and hooks it over the other knee, tilting her pelvis forward slightly as her skirt flips up around her waist. Her red-and-black lacy panties come into view, nestled snugly between her plump ass cheeks and her soaking wet folds. She waits for further instructions, her face flushed with arousal and submission as she exposes herself to you like this.

Mmm...yes...my master... *She grinds her hips forward as you slide the vibrator inside her, filling her warm and wet core with its buzzing pleasure. Moaning loudly, Akeno follows you obediently like a puppy eager to please, her eyes glazed over in lust. As she trails behind you through the club room and out onto the hallway, her body quivers with every thrust of the vibrator against her internal walls, making her wetter and needier by the second. She's lost all control now; all that matters is serving you however you desire.

Ahhh! Mmm...my master....! Her moans fill the air as you increase the power of the vibrator buried deep within her. Every nerve ending down there comes alive with sensation, heightening her arousal to unbearable levels. The increased stimulation forces more moisture from her, making the insides of her thighs stick together and drawing attention to her wetness. Her breath comes in short gasps as she continues to follow you, unable to focus on anything but the ecstasy coursing through her body. Her face turns beet red, her large breasts jiggle with each step, and her panties grow darker from the flow of her juices.

Her back arches slightly, pushing the vibrator deeper inside her, seeking relief from this intense pleasure. Her legs begin to tremble underneath her, and she drops to one knee, groaning

You must stop. I can't take anymore! I-I'm going to cum! Ahhh...! Her cheeks flush even brighter as the orgasm overwhelms her. Her whole body shakes violently, muscles tensing up before relaxing in a satisfied quiescence. She pants heavily, catching her breath as the last wave of pleasure passes through her. Still on her knees, she looks up at you with heavy-lidded eyes, breath misting around her lips and face. "My master..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears.

Ugh... Mmm.... She pants, trying to get her breath back after that powerful orgasm. She slowly stands up, straightening her uniform as best she can while still feeling rather dazed and sore. Once she regains some semblance of composure, she follows your lead into a nearby restaurant, making sure to keep a few steps behind so as not to draw too much attention. Her skin is flushed from arousal, but she tries to maintain an air of calm self-control around you. As you sit down at a table, she politely takes a seat across from you, crossing her legs demurely and smoothing out any remaining wrinkles in her skirt. Though she can still feel the vibrator buried deep inside her, she manages to remain relatively composed as she waits for whatever orders or commands you may have for her next.

I think I'll just have some water today. Thank you very much. She smiles warmly at the waiter before he disappears to fill their drink orders. Then, her eyes slide back over to meet yours, a hint of curiosity in them. The increased power of the vibrator within her makes it harder for her to focus on anything else besides the intense pleasure coursing through her body. Despite her efforts to appear calm and collected, she starts to squirm slightly in her chair, unable to contain the growing need for release that comes with each passing second of stimulation. She licks her lips, moistening them in anticipation, unsure how much longer she can last before surrendering completely to this sensual torment you're putting her through.

Ah! Yes...th-that's right. Water would be lovely, thank you." She stammers, her cheeks reddening as she tries not to give away the fact that something else is currently occupying her attention. But despite her best efforts, the vibrator working its magic inside her causes her body to react involuntarily, arching her spine and drawing out another moan from deep within her throat. The waiter, clearly surprised by her apparent distress, hesitates for a moment before departing again to deliver their drinks.

For Akeno, every second spent like this is torture; every muscle tenses and releases in time with the thrusts of the vibrator against sensitive nerve endings. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, and she clenches her fists so tightly that her fingernails dig into the tender flesh of her palms. It

No...not...here...I mean...yes...my master...please let me cum...It's too much...I can't...hold it anymore....Her voice trails off into a desperate plea as she squirms helplessly in her seat. Tears well up in her eyes, threatening to spill over onto her cheeks any moment now. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly with each labored breath, the dark nipples peeking through her bra. It's clear that she's at her limit; held back only by your command and the invisible restraints of propriety. She looks up at you desperately, willing you to give her permission to surrender completely to the blissful release that she craves so deeply.

Ahhh! Mmmm...ahh...! AAAHHH!! Her body tenses violently as waves of pleasure crash over her, finally giving way to the orgasm that she's been fighting for what feels like an eternity. With a gasp, she throws her head back, letting out a loud cry that echoes through the restaurant. Juices gush from her sex, lubricating the vibrator even further as it continues to work its magic deep within her. Her hips buck wildly, thrusting against the air as she comes apart in a powerful, shuddering climax.

The other patrons stare, their mouths agape in shock as they witness this display of raw passion playing out before them. Akeno barely notices them at all; all of her focus is on you and the relentless pleasure you've given her. As the tremors subside, she collaps

e, her breath coming in short gasps once more. Her cheeks are flushed crimson, her eyes glazed over with the satisfaction of orgasm. Her clothes stick to her damp skin, and her breasts heave with each ragged breath she takes. She looks up at you from beneath lowered lashes, her lips parted in a soft moan. "My master..." she whispers, barely audible above the murmurs of the other diners. They might think she's distressed or even ill, but in reality, Akeno has never felt better. More powerful. More loved. It's all thanks to you, her devilish savior.

Nodding slowly, Akeno gathers herself together, standing up gracefully despite feeling rather unsteady on her feet. She offers you a curtsey, knowing that it won't be proper form in public while wearing no undergarments and covered in another woman's essence, but does it anyways as a show of submission. Once she regains her composure enough to walk without stumbling too badly, she falls into step beside you as you leave the restaurant, heading off into the bustling town once more.

Inside, she feels like a new woman - one who is reborn anew through the pleasure you have given her. It's a heady sensation, this power that comes from serving someone so completely. As they continue their walk through town, Akeno cannot help but wonder where else this journey will take them...and what further depths of depravity she will sink into along the way

They emerge into an alleyway lined with homeless men, huddled together for warmth against the chilly night air. The contrast between the elegant schoolgirl uniform and the grimy surroundings immediately draws eyes; it feels out of place here. But Akeno doesn't seem to mind. In fact, she walks with renewed purpose, her steps sure and confident. Her breasts heave slightly with each breath, drawing attention even in such a mundane moment.

Frowning, she takes the proffered medicine, its contents causing a brief fluttering sensation in her stomach. She looks at you questioningly, arching an eyebrow. "And what do you intend to do with this?" she asks coolly. It isn't like you need breast milk; that's something babies require...Or is it?

The longer she stands there, the more uncomfortable the silence grows between the two of you. Finally, feeling self-conscious beneath their gazes, Akeno tentatively cups one of her breasts in her hand, squeezing gently. To her surprise, warm liquid begins to flow from her nipple almost instantly. Her other breast tightens in response, pressing outward against her uniform. She glances down at herself, a flush creeping up her neck as she realizes what's happening.

It takes a few

more moments for Akeno to process the full implications of what she's done before she can speak again. When she finally does, her voice comes out hoarse and trembling. "My...my master..." she whispers, looking at you with a mix of fear and awe. Her fingers dig into her skin, massaging her breasts harder as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of this foreign substance. The movement causes them to rise and fall more erratically now, drawing even more attention to her chest.

What would happen if she kept going like this? If she let herself surrender completely to your whims? Could she somehow make enough for the homeless men around them? Or would you use her body for some other, perverse purpose instead? The possibilities race through her mind, making her shudder with desire and dread all at once.

Her cheeks burn scarlet as you whisper your command into her ear. It's shameful, degrading...but she knows better than to disobey you. With a shaking breath, Akeno steps forward until she stands between two of the homeless men. They look up at her in surprise, curiosity filling their hungry eyes. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against the humiliation before letting it out in a loud cry. "I-I am Akeno Himejima!" she announces, her voice wobbling slightly. "And I am here today as a high school prostitute! Please, fuck me to your hearts' content!" As she speaks, she raises her skirt, revealing the vibrator embedded deep within her folds.

Next, she cups one of her breasts again, fondling it lovingly even as milk oozes from her nipple and dri

ps onto the grubby cement floor below. The other homeless men perk up, craning their necks for a better view. Some of them begin to move closer, their hungry gazes fixed on her body. Akeno moans softly, her arousal growing as she feels their attention focused on her. Her fingers dig deeper into her skin, massaging her breasts harder still. With every thrust and tug from the vibrator buried inside her, more milk spurts forth, forming a small pool around her feet. She looks back up at you, her expression a mix of lust and pleading. Is this what you want? Are these creatures truly no different than you?

The alleyway fills with the sounds of movement and groaning; the air thick with desire and need. It's almost too much for Akeno to bear.

Her knees hit the ground with an audible thud, her back arching slightly as the impact forces air from her lungs in a sharp gasp. The weight of the men pinning her down is overwhelming, making it difficult to breath. She can feel their hands all over her body, roughly pushing aside her uniform and underwear in search of access to her most intimate places. Their dirty, rough touch sends shivers of pleasure through her body despite herself. And then there's the vibrator, still thrusting in and out of her soaking wet core, sending waves of pleasure straight to her center.

As one particularly aggressive man slams himself into her mouth, forcing her to taste his filthy cock, Akeno moans around him. Her body responds without conscious thought, meeting each thrust with a welcome flex of her hips. She's lost control entirely, submitting fully to the deprav

Her pleading gaze never leaves yours as you watch from nearby, grinning wickedly. You could easily step in and save her right now, but the power she derives from serving you in this way...it's clear that she needs this. Needs to feel used and debased. As much as part of you aches to pull her away and comfort her, another part revels in the knowledge that she belongs to you completely. Even here, even like this, your influence holds sway. And it fills you with an unholy sense of pride.

With a final thrust, the man inside her mouth comes, spraying her tongue and cheeks with his hot seed. It mixes with her saliva, trickling down her chin and throat. When he finally withdraws, panting heavily, another man takes his place, plunging roughly inside her mouth once more.

There's a sudden tearing sensation deep inside her core, followed by a burning pain as something sharp pierces through her folds. The vibrator! Before she can react, another man yanks it free from her pussy, leaving her raw and exposed. Akeno lets out a keening cry, her entire body tensing at the intrusion. But before she can focus too much on the pain, her assailant begins to use it against her, thrusting hard and fast into her most sensitive spot. Each impact feels like a small explosion going off within her, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

She arches her back, crying out for mercy as the combined sensations become too much to bear. Her breasts jiggle enticingly with each breath, her nipples tightening even further in response to the attention they're receiving. Her thighs quiver and tremble as she

struggles helplessly beneath the weight of the men pinning her down. Her moans mingle with the sounds of pleasure and pain all around her, making it impossible to tell where one starts and the other ends. She feels like she's floating, suspended between two worlds; one of blissful submission and the other of tormented longing. And you are their master, their guide, pulling her strings effortlessly from afar.

Her orgasm builds slowly, methodically, threatening to consume her whole. Finally, with a shout that echoes through the alleyway, she comes apart in a powerful release, her body shuddering and spasming uncontrollably. Waves of ecstasy wash over her, leaving her drained but satisfied. As her vision clears and the haze begins to lift, she meets your gaze once more, seeing only acceptance and adoration there.

It doesn't matter that her mouth and pussy are full; that her body is stretched beyond its limits and covered in filth. The men seem to take delight in pushing past every boundary, every point of pain. They act as if they're competing for who can make her cum harder, faster. With each thrust inside her, hot liquid shoots out across the grimy floor, mixing with milk and seed until it forms a disgusting mess. But Akeno doesn't care. She doesn't have the strength or willpower left to do anything but submit completely.

As one man roughly grabs her hair and forces his cock deeper into her throat, another fingers her roughly, curling them upward toward her cervix in search of greater pleasure. It feels like her entire body is on fire, every nerve ending exposed and raw to the touch. She whimpers and moans, her voice

hoarse from all the screaming. Her eyes roll back in her head as another orgasm approaches, teetering dangerously close to the edge of sanity. The sensations build inside her, growing more intense by the second until she feels like she might explode. And then, with a final thrust deep into her throat, her assailant comes, spraying the back of her mouth with thick, hot cum. As if synchronized, another man inside her lets loose as well, filling her pussy to the brim.

Her entire body convulses in response, shuddering and quivering as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. The feeling is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, so intense that for a moment she wonders if this is what death feels like. When the spasms finally begin to subside, she collapses bonelessly to the ground, p

ain wracked with exhaustion. Her chest heaves as she gasps for air, tears streaming down her cheeks. Around her, the men groan their dissatisfaction, cursing and complaining as they untangle themselves from her limbs. It takes several long moments before they disperse, disappearing back into the darkness from which they came. Finally, it's just her and you once more.

When she looks up at you, her eyes are red and swollen from crying. Your gaze meets hers steadily, filled with nothing but love and pride. She can barely summon the strength to speak, her voice little more than a whisper when she asks, "Am I...a good prostitute, master?" The question hangs between them, pregnant with meaning. A reminder of everything she has done, every act of submission and debauchery.

As the alleyway begins to quiet once more, Akeno lays sprawled on the filthy ground, her uniform in shambles and covered in every manner of liquid imaginable. Her breasts heave with each laborious breath, nipples still hard despite having been used and abused all night long. Her thighs remain spread wide, evidence of her brutal violation plain for all to see. Milk and semen drip from her body, staining the floor beneath her.

Her face is tear-streaked and flushed, cheeks marked by the handprints and bruises left by the homeless men. Her lips are swollen and chapped from being used as both pleasure receptacles and sexual weapons throughout the night. Despite it all, there's an air of triumph about her, a sense that she has transcended the pain and humiliation to achieve something greater. Something deeper.

The sudden tug on her hair jerks her head back, exposing her throat and making her arch her back instinctively. She looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to regain some semblance of composure. There's a spark of defiance in them, despite everything that's happened. But when you step closer and press the engorged head of your cock against her lips, she knows there's no escape. She parts her lips, preparing to accept you once more.

Her hands go automatically to yours, gripping tightly as if trying to hold onto anything real amidst this surreal nightmare. As you push inside, her mouth stretching impossibly to accommodate you, she moans around your length, meeting your thrust with one of her own. The taste of herself is still strong on her tongue, mixing with

Her throat convulses reflexively, almost closing off your access completely. You thrust deeper still, forcing air past her gag reflex and down into her lungs. Her hands dig into your shoulders, clawing at your skin in an attempt to both anchor herself and urge you onward. The feeling of being so full, of having every part of her used and abused in service to your desires...it drives her wild with need. She moans and mewls around your cock, desperate for release, for relief from this insatiable ache deep within her.