Slut Queen 01 - Sluts Morning Mil
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Slut Queen 01 - Sluts Morning Mil

by Hobstoclegrin 16 min read 4.6 (21,000 views)
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"Yessss!" Erika moaned as she felt the sweet milk from her heavy breasts pulled into hungry slave mouths.

Two Boytoy's were latched on each breast, eyes rolled back, blissed out, as their Mistress' nourishing cream flooded into their stomachs. They swallowed fat mouthfuls, shuddering with every gulp, their sole reason for existing to drain their Mistress' tits.

Their brains had been Blanked and Bonded from repeat exposure to the powerful Love Drug that Erika's Master had invented. Being Jacob's favorite slave, Erika had become a literal Slut Queen.

Scores of men, and women, had Bound themselves to Erika. They lived to serve her, the enhanced pheromone in the drug altering their brain chemistry to become totally obedient to Erika. Of those, a select few had been Blanked, removing all personality.

Blanked slaves were useless, removing all but the most rudimentary skills. They were automatons, capable only of physical labor and total obedience.

Really they were only good for one thing- satisfying Erika's insatiable lust.

Erika sighed, relaxing back into her custom built throne as her pets feasted on her fat, engorged breasts. It was a comfy couch, bed, and throne all at the same time- the kind of throne a Queen could get railed on while holding court.

She pushed her chest out, moaning in the blissful pleasure of having her massive breasts milked. It wasn't just the pleasure of having someone suck on her big tits, nor was it the relief of having her overactive mammary glands drained- Erika was addicted to the serene bliss her body felt every time she nursed. This is what her body was designed to do, and there was a deep sense of satisfaction every time she fulfilled her feminine purpose.

It was also just hot as hell having two totally obedient fuckslaves suck on her tits.

She opened her legs, and a third Boytoy slipped into her without so much as a word. Her harem was well trained, her morning milking a well established ritual that bordered on religious experience.

Erika threw her head back, moaning loudly as her Slave's steel shaft slipped inside her. Each Boytoy had a perfect dick, personally selected by Erika. Erika gushed as the thick tool stretched her deep inside.

The Boytoy thrust long, luxurious strokes from tip to shaft. It was a slow, deliberate speed. He cared nothing for his own pleasure, his only thought was to provide maximum pleasure to his Queen.

Erika's toes curled, her entire body responding from the multiple points of stimulation. She thrashed her head, moaning in time with each deep thrust, giving into the pleasure. She was a God to these slaves, and fucking her was their worship.

She looked up at the thrusting Boytoy, drinking in the sight of his lean, flexing muscles. She had all shapes, sizes, and colors of Boytoys.

"Nnnngh harder!" Erika moaned, eager to enjoy her first orgasm of the day. The slave responded immediately, pumping his hips to fuck his pleasure into her.

Her milk-drunk Boytoys increased their suckling too, greedy for their Mistress' bounty.

"Feed it to me!" She commanded, feeling a perverse thrill of excitement at the thought of drinking her own milk.

Both slaves moved to comply, full mouths open, milk freely dripping down their chin and onto her body as they leaned up to kiss her milk into her mouth.

It was a sloppy mess of a kiss, which simply made Erika hornier. Barely any milk made it into her mouth, but the sweet flavor was undeniable.

She shuddered, excitement building from just how perverted she was. It was wrong to drink your own milk, disgusting to lust for it. But a Slut Queen was perverse in her desires. Erika was a Slut Queen, she'd slake her every depraved thirst.

"More!" She said savagely, entire body humming, the center Boytoy still expertly pounding inside her.

Her two milkers started alternating from tit to mouth, pulling large mouthfuls and depositing it into their Mistresses mouth.

Erika drank and kissed, drank and kissed, swallowing messy mouthfuls of her own delicious, warm milk.

Milk sprayed from her breasts freely like a fountain, her chemically enhanced breasts overproducing her sweet cream. Jacob's Love Drug had only been the beginning, he had whole teams of scientists working on perfecting the human body.

Erika had begged him to start her on hucow treatment, excited at the thought of her breasts getting even bigger, and enthralled with the idea of needing constant milking.

Even with just a light treatment, her breasts were a firehouse, and her slaves fed well.

Full hucows produced even more, requiring round the clock attention. Naturally, full hucows were Blanked, spending every waking moment fucking, eating, and having their massive udders milked. Erika was jealous of the endless, mindless pleasure hucows endured.

"Hucow!" she roared, commanding one of her personal hucows to join the fuckfest on the throne. She was a Slut Queen, of course she had her own personal milk slaves. It wasn't just her own milk she was addicted to.

A hucow happily jiggled her way to the throne, a permanent smile of serene stupidity plastered on her face. The once skinny girl had become all curves, needing to constantly eat to maintain her breasts production. A trait Erika shared, already thinking of the full-sized feast she'd have for breakfast. But first she was going to feast on slave tits.

The hucow got on the throne, plopping her massive, engorged breasts into Erika's face in a sixty-nine like position.

Erika gurgled happily, suffocating in titflesh as she nuzzled her face deep into the warm bosom of her milk slave. Her mouth found a nipple, and she latched on with a moan.

The hucow moaned as well, the stimulation from her nipples sending a wave of pleasure through the slaves body. Erika had her hucows nipples upgraded, advanced nerve cluster surgery being applied. The result made her hucows nipples as sensitive as their clit, the stimulation just as powerful. She often found her hucows rubbing their nipples for hours, milk freely leaking, gooning an ever-growing puddle of their own milk.

Erika fed deeply, nursing hard at her pet's breast. The flow was immediate and powerful, filling Erika's stomach with sweet nourishing cream. Her hucow gibbered and wailed, cumming freely as Erika chugged from the clit-sensitive firehose.

It was too much to handle, and Erika pulled off the nipple to scream a wild orgasm. The hucows breast continued flowing, a strong stream soaking Erika's face as she came.

Erika thrashed, her entire world the exquisite pleasure of pure hedonic bliss. A perverse orgy of milk-sex, with men and women that weren't even human anymore. Genetically altered slaves, less than human, only good for one thing. Jacob had perfected a brand new species, a species designed solely for total sexual slavery.

She wrapped her powerful legs around her thrusting Boytoy, vice tight around his rutting member, entire body shaking with pleasure. She was sweating, milk drunk, and came hard against the perverse onslaught.

Her slaves were well-trained, fucking and sucking mercilessly as their Mistress came, total focus on giving her maximum pleasure. This was their reason to exist, the only thing they were good for, and wouldn't stop until their Mistress was fully satisfied.

And Erika gave into that carnal bliss, wave after wave of orgasms shuddering through her body as she fed her exquisite perversions. With a sudden violent buck, she kicked back her fucking Boytoy. With it a massive explosion of pussy juice squirted out of her, blasting the Boytoy as she frigged her clit with hand.

At length she collapsed back into the soft folds of throne, panting with effort, dripping with milk and cunt. There was just one thing missing from the mess.

"I need cum." She said, eyes closed with a satisfied smile on her face. Within seconds she felt the presence of all three Boytoys, dicks inches from her face, as they beat off to the sight of their freshly orgasmed Goddess.

They grunted and gibbered, hard tools in hand. She knew it wouldn't take long.

And it didn't, the first moaning loudly as he aimed his cock at his Mistress' body. Thick jets of hot white cum exploded onto her, the other two not far behind.

Wave after wave of fresh cum splattered her body. Thick ropes of fresh seed covered her feet and legs, over her body, dousing her tits, and covering her face and hair. Each had the load of five men, pumping massive ropes of hot white seed onto their Goddess.

As the last Boytoy grunted his relief, Erika sighed with satisfaction, relaxing into her insatiable cum fetish. Jacob's genetic modification hadn't stopped with women, an entire division of scientists was dedicated to semen production. Her Boytoys had permanently engorged nutsacks, heavy with cum, each load a violent explosion. Like the hucows, these men needed to be drained constantly.

It was a good thing Erika couldn't get enough, playing with the sticky cum covering her body, rubbing it into her skin, plunging it into her well-fucked pussy. These men were sterile, the ability to breed a right granted only by Jacob himself. They could cum in her all day long without risk- and often did.

She gathered a thick handful of cum and poured it into her mouth, the powerful salty flavor making her moan in appreciation. There was no fetish she wouldn't embrace, no appetite she wouldn't indulge. She was the Slut Queen, holding the absolute right of total sexual power, enjoying an unquestionable authority over all her subjects. It was a power granted by God himself.

God, of course, being her Master, Jacob.

Another orgasm took her again at the thought of her Master. His towering intellect and raw sexual power had taken her from a lowly middle manager to the most powerful woman in the world. In a few short years his Love Drug had made him a billionaire, and he had built a private sanctuary of pure sexual bliss.

A research complex, a training facility, an entire

city

of Bound sex slaves, kept secret from the world.

A city Erika was the one true Slut Queen of.

A city called Utopia.

Erika giggled, dazed, as she felt a slightly cross-eyed fog falling over her. She was fuck-drunk, blissed out on compounding fetishes, dizzy and dripping with filth. It was a familiar feeling, a trance she loved falling into. The only way to be as insatiable as Erika was to be able to turn off your brain. Erika loved when the Slut took over, when she became sex incarnate.

Her slaves crawled forward to her, sensing their opportunity to serve their Mistress again.

Erika smiled, the sight of hungry slaves crawling to worship her body never failing to excite her. But she had a very particular craving.

Licking her lips, grunting like an animal, Erika got on her hands and knees, looking hungrily at her Boytoys.

"Present!" She commanded, and the slaves scrambled to their feet, thrusting cocks forward to present their fucksticks for inspection.

Erika drooled as her hulking fucktoys crowded around her. Three hard cocks, steel hard and dripping with desire, inches from her cum-dripping face. Another mini orgasm took her as she wrapped delicate hands around hot hard tool.

Her hands were full, and then her mouth, as she started to work the dicks. She could taste her pussy on the dick in her mouth, it must be the one that had fucked her. She wasn't sure if the Boytoys had some hierarchy among them, but didn't care. A Queen did not concern herself with how the drones were organized. As long as they were organized to service her with total obedience.

She worshiped the fat cock in her mouth, pushing her mouth down on it, feeling her jaw stretch and ache.

Erika loved sucking dick, what girl wouldn't? She felt so alive, her entire focus on one single thing. The rest of the world melted away, worshiping cock becoming her entire universe.

She moaned deeply, abandoning the two other dicks to put hands on the one in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, expertly pleasuring the massive hog, feeling exultant as the ribbed shaft tickled the back of her throat.

She could feel cum dribbling down her body, mixing freely with milk and squirt. She grunted, cross-eyed and fuck drunk, her entire body a thing of sex.

She angled her head, and drove down deep. The Boytoy grunted, moaning pleasure as Erika deepthroat his monster. She was worthy of being called Slut Queen on her cocksucking ability alone.

She gagged, pulling off and gracelessly spitting the gag onto the iron-hard tool. Thick strands of spit dripped down the length of the shaft, and Erika gurgled with pleasure at the sight.

It dripped onto his balls, heavy and engorged. Hypnotized, she planted her face into his nutsack, shuddering as she breathed in his powerful male musk.

She went cross-eyed again, the pure essence of a man always knocking the sense out of her. She mewed, sticking out her tongue, licking the fat, smooth balls, suckling each one into her mouth, intimately aware of his seed boiling inside. Despite just cumming on her, Erika knew these balls would be full again already, her slave already feeling the desperate lust to unload again.

She went back to blowing, licking up and down the veiny shaft, swirling her tongue around his fat, sensitive head. She felt a manic joy taking over now, a savage, insatiable hunger taking hold of the imperious Slut Queen.

She smiled up at him sweetly, fully enjoying the intense look of pleasure on her Boytoys face. She loved sucking cock, loved her ability to pleasure a man- even a man she owned totally.

"Good girl." The Boytoy muttered, a trained response to having his dick sucked. It had been a difficult trick to teach her Blanked slaves, being so stupid as to forget such simple instructions. But Erika had the best slave trainers, and the Boytoy managed to speak the words woodenly.

It sent a thrill of pride and accomplishment through Erika, a trigger phrase for a woman that fetishized constant praise. She craved being told she was a good girl, the simple positive reinforcement filling her with purpose.

She sucked again, a smile on her face, as she thoroughly enjoyed her slaves fuckstick. She worked it for a long time, bobbing her head up and down, all the while stroking the beast.

She could make him cum on command, her trainers implanting deep seated trigger phrases that made her Boytoys explode, but she wanted him to cum of his own accord. It was just a natural part of sucking cock, to keep working it, keep sucking and stroking, until the man was finished. She was sweaty, stinking, with the filth on her body already becoming an itchy, sticky mess. But that just made it even more thrilling.

At length she could tell he was close, as he grunted like a neanderthal, steel cock getting even harder. She stroked and sucked, looking up at the man towering over her, maintaining eye contact with her slave.

"Nnnnghhh!" The slave bellowed, another wave of cum exploding from his overactive testicles. It was in her mouth when the slave started cumming, and Erika's eyes rolled back in her head as the hot salty flavor exploded into her mouth. She started swallowing, swallowed again, swallowed again, as the Boytoy pumped load after chemically enhanced load.

She drove her face forward, driving the ejaculating cock down her throat. Now she didn't have to swallow, feeling the powerful jets of cum pump cum directly into her stomach. She couldn't breathe, but who needed air when a man was emptying their balls down your throat? She felt a serene bliss, a supreme sense of a woman doing her sacred duty. She may be the most powerful woman in the world, but she was still a woman, and it felt natural and right to feel a man blast his massive load down her willing throat.

At length she pulled off, gasping for breath, nearly blacking out on the seemingly endlessly cumming cock. She collapsed back onto her throne, squirming into the nasty fluids pooling there. Erika luxuriated in the filth, grinding her body into pure sex as she caught her breath.

Cum roiled in her stomach, which grumbled with hunger. It was time to feast.

Most people would clean themselves, get dressed, and sit down for a proper breakfast. Not Erika, not fuck-drunk as she was.

"Feast!" she commanded, and the room burst into activity.

Slaves entered from a side entrance, trays and platters in hand. Each platter was piled high with food, a buffet of every variety. Erika propped herself up on the back of her throne, still naked and dripping, ready to fetishize something as simple as breakfast.

"Hucows, join me!" Erika commanded magnanimously. Two happy hucows jumped onto the throne, flanking Erika, sitting as she was. Hucows were always hungry, and the three women would eat and fuck and milk in delightful decadence.

There were no plates, nor utensils. The entire point was to make it messy.

Erika grabbed a fat handful of taco filling and gracelessly crammed it in her mouth. It was tasty, but lukewarm. None of the food was hot, deliberately so, as she rubbed another handful into a hucows tits. She drove her face into the mess, lapping up her breakfast off a massive pair of tits.

The hucows mewed happily, greedily stuffing their faces, rubbing a mad assortment of food into their bodies as the three women lost all control. The cows pulled their nipples and breasts, activating their milk flow, letting their strong auto-lactation add to the soupy mess of breakfast.

"Fuck meeeee!" Erika screamed as she manically lapped up some greasy chicken off a hucows rack. She was on her hands and knees, and a Boytoy's thick member slipped in her from behind.

Erika gurgled, letting the force of the man push her into the dripping, greasy, milky breasts. In moments she was cumming again.

She loved her food fetish. Her whole life Erika had watched her diet like a hawk. She hadn't had a full meal in decades, using absolute discipline to keep her body toned and sexy.

With even the light hucow treatment, excess calories were be converted into milk, not fat. Jacob's brilliance allowed Erika to eat as much as she wanted, and she unleashed decades worth of pent up hunger, rubbing the calories into her very skin as she fucked her breakfast.

The hucows came with her, Boytoys mounting each woman, the room descending into a chaotic orgy. Even the platter slaves joined in, all semblance of order lost, the Slut Queen's wild madness infecting her entire court.

"FUCK MY ASS!" Erika roared, beyond lust, her entire body screaming for stimulation. The dick in her pussy kept fucking, but in moments another dick was invading her anus. It was an awkward, uncomfortable position for the Boytoys, crammed into each other with their Queen still on hands and knees.

But this is what they lived for, and providing their Queen with double penetration was itself a reward for these empty slaves.

Erika drooled half eaten food from her mouth onto a fat pair of tits. Her brain was breaking with pleasure, overwhelmed with lust. Milk and food and cum and sex had become too much, the compounding fetishes reducing her brain to mush. She was orgasming wildly now, a new orgasm ripping through her body just as one finished, her body jerking and shuddering as her entire body came. Erika was gone, replaced by a cumming piece of meat, an insane delirious pleasure pounding through her.

The thick men pounding her holes kept slamming home, and Erika couldn't even hold herself up anymore. Her face and tits plopped onto the wet mess of the throne as the men fucked her in the puddle of filth.

Erika just took it, no longer a Queen, just a Slut letting her body be manhandled by two hulking men. It was a whore's heaven, her holes mercilessly gaped by a pair of monsters. They plunged in and out, in and out, grunting and whooping as they mindlessly fucked their pleasure into her.

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