Chapter 50: 50
"Hey! why do we have to get out?" Shamsiel asks.
I shrug. "I have to cut Albedo free to get my dick inside, her, and I don't want anyone to be in the line of fire when that happens. She may look for a softer target, and one of your could get hurt."
"You really think you're stronger than us?" Shamsiel says, puffing out her substantial chest.
Carrera and I both roll our eyes at her. "Do you really think I'm not?" I ask.
"Hey, I'm pretty stron-" Shamsiel starts to say with a frown.
"Can you curb stomp an Ultimate Class demon and make him your bitch in under two minutes?" I ask in a flat voice.
She thinks about it. "Noooo?" she says.
"Then I'm stronger than you. Don't worry, though. After I fuck your brains out a few dozen times and drag you into training for a few years of Dreamscape time, you should be able to do that as well."
"Neat," Mari says. The door opens, and the Zest walks in with Raynare, and they lift the two catatonic girls and carry them out of the cell. Carrera, Shamsiel, and Mari follow them out, and the door closes behind them.
"Issei," Mio says. Looking at the window, I see her and Yuki peeking in.
"What's up?" I ask.
"Be careful," Yuki says, and Mio nods. It's cute that they're worried. I only want the other girls out, so I have more room to maneuver without trampling one of them. My biggest concern is cutting all the chains and the sawhorse fast enough to not damage Albedo. My solution? Time magic.
I'm still a bit of a novice and can only really speed up and slow down time in a relative area, but it is still pretty awesome to have twice the amount of time as someone else to act, especially when you're as fast as I am.
"I'm going to begin now, Albedo," I say to the conscious mind in the Dreamscape. Her form in the real world is running on pure instinct, and she wouldn't understand a thing I'm saying. "It'll get a little disorienting until I can pin you down."
"I understand, ma- I mean, Issei," she says.
Pulling Brynhildr, I line up the strike. Ankle chain, back of the sawhorse, step into a spin high, arm chain above the fingers, step to complete the spin to low, front of the sawhorse, opposite ankle chain. If I'm fast enough, by the time gravity has noticed she's free, I'll have put Brynhildr away, and I'll have enough momentum to tackle her to the ground, and the sawhorse will fall apart.
I begin and by the time sound catches up, it sounds like a single *clink* and the chime of chains falling free. As gravity kicks in, I've already returned Brynhildr and wrapped an arm around Albedo. Her arms descend, still cuffed together at the wrist; she tries to encircle me in her grasp. Her eyes in the real world are devoid of cogent thought or anything above raw animalistic and oddly sexual rage.
If not for the ball gag in her mouth, she probably would have already latched her teeth onto me. I duck her arms and slide behind her and grab her around the waist. She tries to struggle free, but I'm an order of magnitude stronger than she is, so she attempts a different tactic... No longer trying t escape to gain a dominant position, she thrusts her hips back at mine, trying to impale herself on my rod.
There is a spot to hook her cuffs high on a wall. I'm guessing that's where they would have initially put her if she wasn't fighting back so much. Grabbing her cuffed hands, I spin her around and away from my body.
Why don't I just let her impale herself? Because Albedo asked for a face-to-face for her first time. Locking her in place with the chain allows the synchronization with the Dreamscape to blend more easily, and it'll keep her wild body's flailing from distracting from her mind's interaction with me.
Jerking her off balance, I catch the crazed woman and lift her, stretching her arms back above her head and locking her in place. Her legs still flail around, trying to gain purchase to pull me into her, but now the synchronization is a little smoother.
Holding her still despite the straining legs, I chuckle a little. "Are you ready, Albedo?" I ask.
Unlike her real-world self, dream-Albedo doesn't have a ball gag in her mouth. As her sanity returns and her mind and body synchronize, I'll remove the gag so that she can express herself. After all, I want to hear the lewd moans of my lover, and it's tough to kiss her with a ball gag in the way.
"Yes, Issei. I've been waiting," she says with a slightly dazed expression. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me into her, similar to her frantic flesh and blood counterpart, but more controlled and deliberate. "Make me yours."
My smile is warm. I don't think I'll ever get tired of that look. Using my free hand, I pull down the tattered remains of Albedo's dress to reveal her milky white breasts tipped in soft pink. It's a fantastic contrast. She's so soft and delicate looking; her skin is like silk, despite being a warrior who would happily crush an enemy or fight to the bitter end.
I indulge myself and caress her breasts for a few minutes before revealing the black rook in my hand. She's so deep into the experience that she's already cum at least twice, and the word 'lewd' does not begin to describe her expression. Her entire body burns red to my Incubus Insights sub-ability of Blessing of the Harem King.
I place the miniature castle on her chest, and as it sinks into her, so do I, at a slow, deliberate pace. This was also at her request. She wanted to feel every inch and didn't care if there was pain. She even said she hoped there would be pain so that it would be etched even more securely in her memory.
Yandere M? We'll explore that another time.
Once I push my way through and reach the end of what she can take of me, the dream-Albedo twitches, moans, and her eyes roll back, while the real-life Albedo thrashes and humps against me, trying to pull me in deeper, straining against the chains and biting down on the ball gag.
A moment later, dream-Albedo opens her eyes and stares at me, and I swear, I can see hearts in the depths of her eyes. That level of adoration even exceeds Shizuka's, and I thought she was over the top. This chick is making me a little nervous.
"Albedo... You know I have many lovers. You understand that, right?" I ask her dream self.
"Yes," she moans out. "Issei-sama should have all the lovers he wants. All women should be yours to do with as you please."
"Oh!" I say, both relieved and strangely still concerned. "Maybe... maybe we should talk about that more later."
I draw my hips back and thrust in deep inside her. She moans, and her real body lunges towards me, forcing me to quickly readjust, gripping her throat and slamming her back against the wall. Dream Albedo's eyes roll back in her head, and she releases a lion's roar of a moan as a titanic orgasm rolls through her body and her cunt spasms around my cock.
Yep. She's an M. Fuck it. I piston into her picking up speed and power. Her body thrashes as I grind into her pussy. Her dream self moans and begs.
"Yes! Yes! Issei-sama! Issei-sama! Nngh! Use this body! It's yours! I'm yours!" she shouts while the sloppy slurping sounds of cock filling wet pussy echo through the room.
Eventually, her body stops thrashing and fighting me and surrenders to what's happening to her. The chains holding her on the wall snap, and the stone has cracked from the fucking she's taking.
I bring her to the floor, hand still wrapped around her slender white neck and her legs up around my waist; I start pounding her in a modified mating press. I feel my balls tense, and I slam thunderclap hard against her until the sweet release spills forth and fills her.
I watch as her eyes lose the beast's gaze and gain the glazed look of a lover well fucked. She smiles and reaches out for me.
"Issei-sama," she says with adoration.
I pull the ball gag out of her mouth and toss it to the side. I lean forward and smile, looking deep into her eyes. "You're awake now, and you've seen me as the first thing just as your wished."
Her smile widens. "Yes!"
My smile gets a little toothy, and I feel my own switch flip. "Now it's my turn."
I yank Albedo to her knees, tearing myself from her cunt. A waterfall of sexual fluids tinged with blood pours forth from her abused hole. I stand above her, my cum covered cock resting against her face.
"I'm not done with you yet, Albedo. First things first, clean up your mess," I say. It's a little over the top, but if she's a yandere and an M, it's best to establish this now. She seems compliant and even enthusiastic about my multiple lovers, but I need to make sure she's on a short leash until I establish the rules.
She starts to reach her hands up, and I slap my dick against her cheek. "No. Use your mouth and tongue only."
She opens wide and starts licking. After a minute of her slathering her tongue along my shaft, I grab her by her horns. "You seem to be having trouble. Let me help you. How's your gag reflex?"
It's a rhetorical question. I align my cock with her mouth and push my way between her lips. I don't fully throat her the first push, but two-thirds of my prick is causing her throat to bulge by the third. "That's nice, Albedo, but I think we can do better."
Using her horns as handles, I slam my entire length into her mouth and down her throat. Her eyes widen as I start pistoning, slapping my sack against her chin, and bruising her lips against my pelvis.
A few minutes of pounding later, seeing her eyes start to roll in her head and her body starting to lose strength, I let myself drain another load down her throat, shocking her awake as the viscous fluid flows into her.
I pull her head off my schlong, her tongue hanging out and her body weak. "And what do we say, Albedo?"
She swallows. "Th-thank you, I-Issei-sama."
"Good girl," I say with a gentle smile. She tiredly smiles back. "Now, for your reward."
Her eyes widen. Pulling her forward, I toss her over the wedge that Shamsiel had been chained to, revealing her pristine creamy white ass and drooling pussy. The other thing is her black feathered wings. Those make me curious. The other succubi I've seen had bat-like wings with no feathers; only Albedo has them. This makes me wonder if her father might be a fallen angel. Could she be Akeno's half-sister? Or did another fallen angel get his dick wet with a succubus?
"So many interesting things about you, Albedo. I look forward to exploring you in the future," I say, rubbing her ass cheeks lovingly. Lifting my hand back, I say, "But that will have to wait, for now."
Slapping my hand down, I leave a red handprint on that beautiful white ass.
"Ah!" she groans.
Sliding my hands up to the middle of her back where the wings connect, I run my hands over the soft feathers for a few inches until I take a firm grip. Lining up with her drenched cherry red love tunnel and pulling back on her wings, I slam forward, impaling her to the hilt. I was a little nervous about doing this before, but with the addition of the rook piece, she should be fine... I'm pretty sure.
After a few minutes of pounding her pussy I release her wings and move my hands back to her hips again, periodically dropping crimson handprints on her lush alabaster ass. Finally, after a few more minutes, I slam my hips forward one final time and refill her to the brim.
Pulling out and sitting on the chair, I see Albedo twitching and once again catatonic, though this time it is from pleasure, not a feral state induced by hunger. She is well and truly full, so there is no fear of that happening. The wedge that I draped her over we crushed into rubble.
The door creaks open, and the rest of the girls start shuffling in. Lolisa, Mari, and Kurumu immediately go to Albedo to check on her. Well... Lolisa and Kurumu check on her; Mari is licking and sucking the remaining cum out of Albedo's twat.
Carrera shakes her head, walks over to where I'm sitting, and drops to her knees. "Looks like you could use some cleaning up. Allow me."
She starts working my cock with her warm mouth and wet tongue. Shamsiel speaks up, "Oh! me too!" and crawls under my legs to lick up the remnants of mine and Albedo's session off my balls.
Maria pouts, "No fair. I wanted to do that."
"Maria," I say, my tone firm and brooks no arguments. "I saw what you were doing earlier. Come here."
"Yes, big brother?" she walks over, looking like a schoolgirl called to the principal's office. A schoolgirl in bondage bikini gear, but a schoolgirl nonetheless.
I lift Maria onto my lap, facing forward with her back against my chest and her crotch riding base of my erection. I pull out the queen of my Evil Pieces and hold it in front of her eyes. My other hand slides down her body to her bikini bottoms, pulling the material to the side revealing her pretty little pussy.
"Maria," I whisper. My lips vibrate against her pointy ear. A shudder runs through her body. "You are my queen."
As I merge the queen with her body, my hands push the fabric of her top out of the way, cup and kneed her petite mounds. Carrera and Shamsiel seeing the exposed vulva of the princess, readjust and include her in their ministrations.
I see Mio and Yuki in the doorway, looking quite uncomfortable with their thighs pressed together and squirming. Beyond them, I can just see Levi breathing heavily on the floor, her cheeks flushed, and her eye is watching me.
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With everyone mobile and their wits about them, though a few of them still seem a bit distracted. I decide to use some of my newfound LP to create another ability.
[Fabrication (A)
Effect: With the proper materials and knowledge, this ability allows the user to create objects instantly. The more complex the object and time-consuming creation would typically take, the more mana will be consumed. As long as there are enough materials, even if it is not in a form or size appropriate for the desired finished project, the materials will be automatically reconfigured to optimal conditions for fabrication. Tools are unnecessary to the completion of the project.]
I'm no fashion designer, but I can use a needle and thread, and I don't particularly want the girls walking around in tattered rags. So, using Fabrication, I recreate their clothes so they all can be comfortable as we finish our mission.
Walking around the corner, I come across Lars leaning against the wall. "Please, tell me you weren't standing here the whole time listening," I say.
"No. The second I figured out what was happening, I put up a sound barrier so I wouldn't have to listen to it," he says. "I have no idea what was going on exactly, but you seem to have nearly doubled your entourage."
I look back and see Albedo giving Lars a severe stinkeye. She doesn't seem to like him. I wonder why? I look back at Lars. "Yeah, Zolgear, being the giant douche he is, captured and was torturing some of the succubi because he couldn't get to Maria's mother to enact his plan to kidnap and rape Mio. Now, I promised to give you a shot at the scum bag, so do you feel confident, or should I kill his dumb ass myself? I really, really, don't mind."
"I'll be fine. I have something special for that bastard," he insists.
I double-check Lars' ability and see that he's at level forty-five, his Magic Spheres ability is at A-rank, and the Shadow Clone ability is at B-rank. This ability isn't as good as I remember the Shadow Clone Jutsu is, but it's got its perks, and since I don't have an exact memory of the Jutsu, this will be a good starting point. I can merge them once I learn the technique myself, maybe.
'Sasami, let's copy and paste his cloning ability onto me.'
[Sure thing. I should also remind you that you have that Sacred Gear manifestation ability still in the queue.]
'Oh, wow! I completely forgot about that ability. I still don't know who I'm going to give that to. Will it be a problem to copy the Shadow Clones with that still in line?'
[Nope. I can move the Sacred Gear to the Mind Palace for now, and you can access it whenever you want. Commencing with the copy and paste... Oh... hmmm? That's strange.]
'What's wrong?'
[Um... both CTRL C/CTRL V and CTRL X/CTRL V aren't here.]
'Excuse me?' I feel my stomach sink. It's not that I'm short on point, I've got over forty-eight thousand even after buying Fabrication, but I don't want abilities going missing on me.
[Running a scan now... Oh! What is this?]
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
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Sue_D_Nymn 3007 words
What is your preferred genre for a System story? Why?
I have an idea for a System story concept, but I haven't really settled on a genre or really anything more than the concept and the inciting incident.
Definitely reincarnation and cultured, but I'm still not sure about the world yet. I'm leaning towards something Xuanhuan, perhaps cultivation, but I'm unsure.
I'm sorry this is late. There were RL issues. It's been a rough week. A VERY rough week.
This chapter was supposed to be out on Saturday, but that was impossible given the situation on the home front. There will still be some residual delays as I deal with those issues and write some other things.
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