Chapter 12 - Black Market Conjuring
"Thanks for sorting the items," I said, inspecting the three bags of stuff from the lockboxes she opened by herself. We managed to get all the other ones open to some random gems and jewelry inside. The last few boxes needed demonic cultivation to slither into a hole that only accepted demon flesh for the purposes of unlocking. One was a medium box with what looked like a succubus vulva over it, but there was no entrance further inside.
The other box was a bit long, maybe some kind of map or plans for something, where one side was coated in demonic ooze and an eyeball, while the other side had some kind of sphincter that equally resisted human fingers entering to access the other locks within. I wondered how different a succubus pussy and ass would feel and definitely needed to find a warlock girl to help. A stray thought went out to Erwald knowing Walpurgina, but it would be too much of a wet dream to have her involved with that big chest and those thighs. I had to ask Wald if he would introduce us personally.
"I don't really know much about selling stuff," I said. "Or where to sell them, to be honest. I usually just go and ask any random merchant with the traced price. They typically low-ball, and I agree on a reduced price."
"Some of this stuff would sell really well on the black market," Fau said. "You should come with me."
"Is that a place I can go?"
"Why not? You're grown up. It's mostly young people that are in danger there, especially young women. You would not believe the amount of human trafficking that goes on there."
"Oh," I said. "Darkest places."
"Yeah, but you get used to it," Faustyna said, smiling. "Plus the sex shows are amazing. You can even buy yourself an execution. They got these pieces of shit in holding, you pick one out, and they kill them on your command." I met her eyes, and she realized I wasn't as entertained by the premise of choosing when someone dies, even though I did just kill an assassin with portals. I didn't even know it would work, but dimensional magic was definitely scary if used wrong.
"Sorry, it might not be my kind of place," I said.
"Right, sorry."
"No, don't be sorry, I love that you enjoy yourself thanks to your job," I said. "Just because I don't get off on killing, doesn't mean you shouldn't. I love anything that gets you hot."
"You're making me wet again, Szymon," she said, spreading her legs open on the chair. I had my lips sucking on her clit in an instant. "You should go with me, see how a master haggles, at the very least. Ahhh."
"You ok?" I asked.
"I came," she said. "You know what I like too well."
"I told you that I have your dance card."
"That claw to my throat was fucking hot," Fau said, as her pussy dripped a bit after I took my lips away. I licked it up, slipping inside with a little wriggle, then slid out of her and up her stomach, between her tits, and up her neck to her lips for a kiss. "You read my mind, again."
"Would they come after you at the black market?"
"For human trafficking?" Fau asked. "I'm not really the prime target, and I know how to defend myself, so don't worry."
"I meant the assassins."
"Right," she said. "I typically make it quick there, much like most people. I guess I should explain who's trying to kill me, at least. I'll omit the details since you're not a fan of the darker natures of my work. Just so you know, rogues are typically contract killers. I've killed a lot of people." She lingered on that to gauge my reaction, but I expected that already. That was the danger of interacting with rogues, since they dealt with death a lot. Some were lost in it, but Faustyna still desired more. I could tell she ranked getting off higher than her work.
"Again," I said. "If you don't want to tell me about it, I understand. If it puts me in danger to know, then don't tell me."
"I die either way," she said. "Eventually."
"Not with me around," I said.
"You value us really highly, don't you?"
"You don't?"
"I love you, Szymon, and therefore I'm fine with dying. How can I put it? You filled me up, both physically and mentally. I don't care what happens to the physical because you came in my mind and it just feels warm and gooey in my brain when I think of you. That's why I'm ok if this torture ends, and I don't want to take you with me. Love is a nightmare, you know? At least, where sane thought is concerned."
"So, I'm a burden?" I asked, getting that feeling from her words.
"The greatest burden I am addicted to and in love with," Faustyna said, then smiled. I closed the distance to her lips in a hurry. I felt like I broke her, tamed her, bathed in cum that made her trapped in glue. She was my prey, even if she sometimes fought back, sometimes hurt me to make herself feel better.
"Tell me everything," I said, holding her by the shoulders, but was interrupted by the feeling of my cock standing up between us.
"Well, hello there," she said, looking down at my dick glowing gold light from underneath the foreskin. "Would you like me to put you somewhere warm and wet?" I felt the cock throb once as the precum beaded up on the tip. Her hand slid down the length, cupping my balls with the shaft up against her arm. She bent her elbow over my dickhead, and I held her in place just like that, pushing the head of my cock into the crook of her elbow. I commanded my cock to blow my load right there, powerful enough to squirt out of her elbow.
Faustyna watched me cum in her elbow, and as the cum came spraying out the sides and all over her forearm. She lifted her forearm coated in cum and started licking it off, looking at me sometimes until I joined her, the flavor of honey gently mixed into the cum coating over her arm. When we got close, Fau kissed me with intensity, a hunger I could see blazing in her eyes. I dove to find her gushing already, wasting precious liquid for cloth that absorbed it. Lucky cloth to drink that before me.
"Expand into a cradle," I said, as Faustyna watched my cock change shape to something that slipped over her back to hold her up in a position that spread her legs apart comfortably in the air.
"How? What?"
"Blessings and their good sides," I said. "My cock is holding you up, and now you can't get away from my mouth." I let my tongue hang out of my mouth, dripping wet.
"Oh, fuck," she said. "Please put that inside me."
"Sorry?" I asked. "Louder please."
"PUT YOUR TONGUE IN MY PUSSY, MAGIC!" Faustyna burst out, blushing from the exhilarated craving. I bet she could still find a way out of my cock holding her up, but I liked to believe I had her trapped. Her pussy dripped over the length of flesh under her back that held her aloft.
I came closer, dropping drool over her pussy as she tried to touch herself in anticipation, but the cradle held her arms in the back with her butt resting comfortably in the cradle of flesh shaped by Ermine. I bet the goddess saint was watching and getting off to it, and I decided to make her squirm in desire, just like when she was mortal.
"Please," Faustyna begged. I felt a shiver down my back, and dove inside her, licking furiously as she gushed into my mouth. When she came, I felt the throb of her pussy lips against me. I felt a rush of pussy juice flow and drank it all directly from her source while she undulated to try to get some sort of texture to rub against. For that, I gave her my nose, which she flooded with ejaculate.
"I heard you beg," I said.
"You misheard me," she said, holding a dagger at my back. The slight cut drove me wild, as I came, opening up holes all over the cradle holding her up to blow a load from each one, all over her naked body. She had my honey cum coating now, and I smiled, commanding my cock to free her from the cradle. She fell to her knees and tits, and I buried my cock in her asshole instantly hard again thanks to Ermine. Fau gasped out.
I pumped inside her asshole as she grunted out. She was lost in it, and I got lost in it myself, focusing on getting off. When I was close, I pulled out of her asshole and asked Ermine for a cum pressure stream on Fau's back. The blessing glowed brighter as the cum came out in a steady stream of pressure, splashing against her back with a stream that split and sprayed cum all over everything nearby.
"What the fuck?" She asked, noticing the cum flying all over the place. "How are you even doing this?" I moved my cock to aim a stream of cum at the back of her neck as she moaned out softly enjoying the massage of the stream.
"Magic," I said. "That's my name."
"Don't stop," she said, then turned over to open her mouth. The cum stream shot right inside as she tried to swallow it at the speed it was coming out, but failed and instead started looking like a cum fountain, dripping it out of her mouth slowly while a stream of it was constantly going inside. She was bound to be swallowing some of it, but the rest was dripping out of her mouth and down her tits, re-glazing her with a second coat of extra sweet texture. "Keep going!"
She set herself down in bed, as I aimed my cock over her to keep squirting cum of intensity all over her in my bed until she was just a pancake of cum, a woman in a bed of milky goop. She shifted around sometimes, bathing in it, slipping around on the surface then fingering herself while opening her mouth. I aimed for her mouth as she kept rubbing off forcefully and came, squirting from inside the pancake of cum all over her that looked beautiful to witness.
I stopped my cock from producing and slipped into the cum-filled bed next to her, trying to get a hold of her body in the goop, and eventually finding a handhold inside her pussy. She was out of it, and I did not blame her after such an ordeal. I wiped her face off, and kissed her lips, collapsing to become trapped in the sticky mess with her.
When I woke up, I was the only one left in the cum puddle that already destroyed the bed. Only Monika could save it now, but it would be silly to bring her over just to un-cum my bed after covering it with Fau. I sighed, wiping cum from my face with a smile. It was so much, and I bet Ermine was getting off on it all, wherever she was. I pulled out my cock and peeled the foreskin back to see whether the eye showed up, but it was just the golden glowing mark on the head instead.
I got up to find the bags of stuff gone. I bet she went off to the black market to sell them all, then felt sad that I was not able to go with her.
