The usual silence of the basement room was broken by sloppy-sounding and rhythmic sounds of someone sucking someone else's cock. Specifically? Albedo trying to swallow the 38.4-incher of an equine cock. A perfect specimen of the very hung race of centaurs. The very same cock that turned the former Overseer of the Guardians of the Great Tomb of Nazarick into a personal cocksleeve for the smug centaur. Right now, however, having her behemoth "sucked" by the pitiful demon was a tragedy. Despite Centorea's best efforts to drive the pole deep into her threat, only 22 inches managed to push through. Given that Albedo was mostly humanoid in terms of anatomy, the centaur still gave her props for a record 22 inches.

But in the end, the blonde centaur wasn't even fazed by the demon's attempts at sucking her off. Not that she didn't appreciate the effort, but simply because... this method was all too lacking in impact. She barely felt anything from the blowjob. "Get the fuck up, slut," her voice commanded. She was oozing confidence and authority over her new bitch-toy, and it FELT GOOD to be the owner of such a babe.

Albedo whimpered and crawled out underneath Centorea. Her motions did not belong to the Overseer of the Guardians of the Great Tomb of Nazarick. The wiggling of those hips, the quivering of those legs, the groggy and shaking general movements her body made. Only a breeding slave made those motions. Centorea truly fucked the pride out of this demon, that and a whole lot more. She'd stand up in front the centaur, legs and thighs sticking close to each other as she shyly looked at the centaur. "Y-yes, Mistress?"

Crack! A slap would echo throughout the room as her strong hand left a red mark on the demon's cheek. It seemed she needed further berating until she would become a perfect little fucktoy. "Can't you do the one fucking I ask of you, you worthless piece of trash? A proper blowjob? Really? Is your ass really the only thing I like to put my dick into? I should start calling you buttfuck at this point, because that's all you're really good for, really!" She'd fold her arms underneath her supple tits, eyeing the slut with disgust. If the usual approach wasn't going to work, this simply meant Centorea had to kick things up a notch. She'd spot the harnesses at the wall beside them, and she'd plot out how she was going to get this bitch's mouth to be pleasurable.

Within hours, the procedures were done. It took a few of her helping maids to finally secure the last harnesses in place, but they did it. One of the maids commented, "Looking good, master! You think she'll be able to handle it?"

Albedo's limbs were strapped onto the sides of Centorea's equine body. Her mouth was wide open and the entire 38.4 inch cock was fully inside her. A small bulge would form from her stomach as she was held in that absolutely degrading position. She couldn't speak her protest, and breathing was made somewhat harder. She was simply a sleeve for the cock right now.

"I fucking doubt it. This slut is relatively easy to break. You just gotta give her ass a good reaming. Ain't that right, buttfuck?" Her hips bucked forward and forced the cock to twitch inside her body. Albedo couldn't help but cream herself on the spot, gushing out girlcum without her consent. The maids laughed at this and left the room to themselves. Centorea trotted in place, frisky and enjoying this exotic sensation of having her dick past the human mouth. She'd move forwards now, and each time she did so, Albedo bobbed on her dick, screaming out muffled moans that the centaur didn't care about at all. She spent a few minutes checking in on the status of her sex toys. Dildoes, vibrators, onaholes, buttplugs, etc. Only one sex toy was not functioning properly, however. She thought about how she could fix her broken mouthhole, and her eyes lit up at the perfect idea.

In the town... usually the folk would be lively, as expected of people from the forest. But when Centorea pranced around with the fuckhole impaled onto her cock, everyone couldn't help but stare at the sight. Each step the centaur made pushed the dick inward, causing a bulging motion in her stomach. If that wasn't bad enough, she was gagging on that cock. She had a hard time breathing. Albedo was on the verge of passing out, but she'd wake up from having the equine bitchbreaker force a bulge on her stomach. Every now and then, the fallen succubus would gush out girlcum at the thrill of being seen by people. Her body tingled with the thought of being labeled a public sextoy, as a fucksleeve for anyone. Another torrent of cum would blast deep into her stomach, which flooded out through her mouth and her pussy. This was the 8th time today that the centaur came, but those balls didn't seem to be shrinking from exhaustion any time soon. Seeing cum drip from her holes, people knew what her true purpose was. Centorea's personal succubus cumdump. Her moan would be weak, but Centorea's ear perked up regardless.

"Enjoying this, you fucking masochist? Ha, you really have stooped so damn low! Look at you, fucking helpless on my cock!" She seemed to be enjoying throatfucking her sleeve in public. Having climaxed eight times today, one would expect her to be drained, but the sadistic pleasure of showing her new toy around town was keeping her invigorated. She came once more, ejecting another couple gallons of cum into the toy's mouth, and once more, her seed spurted out from the demon's holes. "I suggest you don't think this day is over, I've still got my errands to run. Trust me - this day is gonna be a loooooong one."

Albedo quietly awaited the next batch of horsecum as she drifted off into emotionless sensations of pleasure. She bobbed on that dick, her pussy gushed out her fluids and her mistress's cum, that cock came into her mouth. It was a rinse and repeat cycle that went on for what seemed to be hours. She felt her entire body taking the shape of her cock. That was probably the reason why she was forced to choke on it. Next time, as her mistress said, she wouldn't fuck up giving her head. No semblance of authority came to disrupt the obscene scenario. The townsfolk went on with their usual routines, though some watched the scenario with a hand in their dick or a finger in their pussy. Centorea burdened herself with buying the groceries, since her butler wasn't in town due to a temporary leave. Her maids were already busy with keeping the mansion tidied and secure. And Albedo? What else was she good for but fucking?

Centorea had finished her tedious tasks for the day. Her cock was still full-mast, despite having ejaculated about... she lost count after 16. She'd look back and notice how pools of her cum were riddled across town. Yikes. Someone's gonna approach her for that problem, but at least the demon's mouth was being useful for something. With her knapsack over her shoulder, she decided it was time to go home. Properly test out the well-fucked cumdump of hers.

Upon turning around, she found a decent crowd of men in front of her. Adults, though she did spot some younger men as well. She idly folded her arms and eyed the individuals to see if anyone stood for authority. "Morning! What's so stunning, boys? Never seen a beautiful centaur before?"

"Pass that slut around, Centorea!" One of the more daring males shouted from behind the crowd. Soon, a commotion had started with majority of the mumbling their agreement of the suggestion. With noticeable bulges forming in their pants, Centorea's azure eyes lit up and she chuckled heartily. No fucking wonder.

"You wanna fuck this piece of meat?" She boldly asked, for the sole purpose of clarifying the situation. She had time before sundown. Seeing her personal cumdump become the town's public jizztoilet would certainly be entertaining. Albedo, on the other hand, was so lost in cum flowing within her system she couldn't hear what was happening. As if on cue, her pussy gushed out more girlcum.

"Yeah! Come on, don't be greedy, Centorea! Sharing is caring!" Another answered. They were getting riled up now. Centorea wanted to keep her reputation with this town known, so she had no choice but to comply. She reached back and pulled the harnesses on both sides. Albedo fell to the floor. Upon impact, gallon after gallon of horsecum was finally freed from the flesh of her body. Within seconds, the succubus writhed and moaned in a mixed pool of saliva, cum and her pussyjuices. She twitched uncontrollably, now that her body was finally awakening to its voluntary state.

Centorea nodded to the crowd and trotted off to the side. With her dick well-taken care of, and actually slightly sore, a quick rest from this menial task of training her pet would be feasible. Once she was at the sidelines, she ordered one of the more curious female villagers to get underneath and keep her equine dick hard. No sucking, just stimulation. Her aura of dominant authority seemed to reign over the village, as the female villager complied.

Albedo was... stirring. The fucked-out blissful expression from her eyes was dissolving, and her mind's gears was finally starting to kick in. It registered how sore her body, how painful everything was, but most importantly... how hollow she was. As she rose up in a seated position, she patted her belly with unease at the feeling that... something was missing. She saw that her pussy was still oozing out her mistress's seed, and she blushed at the sight. She looked up, but didn't see her dominant mistress. Instead, she saw a crowd of men circling her. She sat there, unaware of what was to happen. Her first semblance of sanity, of instinct, had finally kicked in, but it was too late.

Already, her hands were being used to stimulate mere 9 inch cocks. Her mouth was not satisfied by the cock penetrating it, especially when the owner was such a quick-shot. Her holes were already being violated, with one dick in her pussy and another in her asshole. It was a harmonious symphony of dick penetrating her body, and despite the abundance of attention, she still couldn't feel any tinge of pleasure from the gangbang. Dicks came into her, they moved inside, and they came. She felt empty. She was passed around and used in various positions. Mating press, jackhammer, full nelson, the traditional reverse-cowgirl; no, these positions made for humans were no longer able to fully satisfy her. Each of these dicks could ejaculate into or at her a dozen times, but not once would she be able to climax. Her mind pondered what exactly was missing. She would catch a glimpse of a certain blonde centaur, but nothing more as her vision was blocked by a burly man and placed his dick into her mouth. She pretended to moan, weakly voicing out her praise and actually voicing out her neglect. She may have been used by at least three dozen males, but since she didn't feel anything, her stamina was still at an all-time high due to sexual neglect. Almost every couple of seconds, four or five samples of human cocks would dump their load at her, and the amount was just pitiful. Not even enough to cover her entire her body. She didn't even want to think about lacking their girth was, or how sad their dicks measured up to. She let herself be used by horny crowd of males, wondering when will the empty feeling in her gut be dispersed.

Three hours of pleasureless gangbang had passed. Finally, the last male came into the cleavage of her breasts, and Albedo was finally released from that hellish nightmare. She wanted to close her eyes, but a figure loomed over her frail and writhing body. A behemoth of a horsecock slapped her awake, and its flared tip dragged down from her nose, to her lips, then to her cumstained chest, stomach, and finally ended its trail at the lips of her pussy.

Centorea's voice was like that of an angel's. "I bet you didn't enjoy that fuckshow. I didn't see you squirt once. You must really love being my fucktoy, huh?" She aligned her oh-so flared tip against those slick lips. The only hole she hadn't violated. The only hole she watched so so many men fuck but hasn't abused yet herself. She licked her lips in anticipation and grunted as her flared tip managed to push further into that tight pussy. Albedo was energized. This nostalgic sensation of her stretching so obscenely... it was what she was missing. A sincere and lustful moan escaped her throat as that long-missed 38.4 inch horsecock began its mission to penetrate her actual fuckhole. The severe tightness was unusual; she had easier times trying to fuck the demon's ass. Due to the gross and excess amount of lube in the form of human seed, her horsecock's insertion was made easier. She missed the obscene tightness this toy provided. Were all demons like this? If so, centaurs and demons were a match made in heaven... and hell. "Fuuuuck! You are exceedingly tight for a demon! Do you have some sort of special someone you've been saving up for, cockslut?" She thought about what she said, and chuckled. "Must have been me, huh? You curious little whore, you probably wanted to be my personal cumsleeve that day! You should have asked, I would have happily glazed your horny little pussy for hours!" As she said that, a loud pop snapped as the entirety of that 3.4 foot cock was rammed into the demon's pussy. Centorea's mouth actually watered at the blissful sensation. How the demon's walls would perfectly caress her cock, how the slickness would actually cause her cock to excessively twitch in stimulation. She sighed girlishly as she faltered for one quick moment. "Sweet dick of the goddess, THIS IS HOW YOUR PUSSY FEELS LIKE?! Oh, cumsleeve, this is amazing! Its like you were born to be fucked by me! I am going to enjoy ruining the one hole untouched by my cock... Start fucking moaning, whore~"

Her first slam was erratic. Unprocessed. Raw, pure animal instinct. Her equine fire was boiling, and she needed a proper vessel to vent it. In the same way Albedo was addicted to her cock, Centorea was now becoming addicted to the demon's pussy. Her hips moved on their own, almost as if the brute within her was taking over. Her lower half was pounding the demon so hard it was resemblant to when Albedo was first fucked in the ass by the equine dickgirl. Her legs flailed about, her moaning was sensual and purely voice. There was no filter between the two; Albedo enjoyed being dominated, Centorea enjoyed dominating her. It was the raw essence of what animalistic sex would be.

Albedo held onto the cumstained ground as the force of the pounding would cause her to reel back. She'd withstand the impacts and remain where she was, knowing full well only she could take such a beating and still be alive. A living masochistic demon. Who would've thought? The erratic fucking was inconsistent and built up to a rapidly climbing pace, one which would rock her on her back and cause her to grunt and moan without a tempo. She screamed out her pleasure once she couldn't take it anymore.

"That's it, you fucking slut! Scream! Moan! Fucking praise me for the gift I've so humbly bestowed upon your pathetic life! Thank me for making you realize what your true calling in this world is!" Centorea yelled, her tongue now lolled out at the purely blissful her crotch was feeling. She would hold out. She wanted to break this bitch completely. She wanted to see her pride and dignity utterly destroyed by her massive equine tool. "Tell me, you whore! What is your one true purpose in your fucking pathetic life?! Tell me!"

She couldn't grasp the concept of conversation at the volatile pleasure her entire body was feeling. It was purely explosive, and she only felt all the more better now that she was being abused by the one thing she... love and knew. Her mind managed to register the question and the commands. "T-to be your fucktoy! To be your living, personal cum-addicted fucktoy! My only purpose in this life to be fucked by your cock and to be a vessel of your glorious seed!"

Dirty talk. Self-degradation. It turned her on. The centaur bit her lips as she wanted to berate the cumdump of a demon one last time before she'd "baptize" her as a newborn sextoy into the world. "What's your fucking name...?" she murmured sensually, loud enough to be heard but wistful enough to sound sexy.

Her one chance. A rechristening. This only happened in the smuttiest of books that she read, where the inferior being would have one chance to take back their name and their previous life. But why would she? If her bliss comes from being filled by an equine cock in all of her holes, why would she deprive herself of that? Her eyes rolled into her skull, her back arched while her tongue hung out from her lips. She would climax there and then, as her voice gave the answer. "Ballslop... addicted... breedsow... fuckpig!"

Her head craned at the absolute delightfully answer. She would stop her assault, regretting that she had to so to ask again. "I couldn't have heard that right... What the fuck did you say, slut?"

She whimpered at the abrupt ceasing of the powerful slams. "Ballslop addicted, breedsow fuckpig!" Her eyes were blissful when she said this. She tried to impale herself on that cock, but she barely did so due to how slippery the ground was.

Centorea brushed back her bangs and giggled. "Indeed... Indeed you fucking are... Ballslop-" She'd resume her merciless pounding, keeping an evil grin on her lips as she relished in the fact that the deed was done. "Addicted-" The tingling sensation in her cumsack was coming for one more time now. Her slamming was fervent and bent on pleasuring herself, stretching out her slave's pussy. "Breedsow-" She'd moan as the rush of cum could not be held back any longer. She allowed it to be released into the slut's slit. "Fuckpig." After two gallons of cum was poured into the demon's pussy, Centorea pulled out and released the rest of her pent-up load onto the demon's body, painting her pure white as she girlishly moaned at the sensation of releasing her stress.

Albedo was a fucking mess. She was rubbing her body with the newly blasted cum and the residue spooge off the floor. She was maniacally laughing like her mind had actually been torn apart by the sheer girth and length of that equine cock. "Mistress's cock... Cock! Cock! Cockcockcockcock...!" Her back arched one last time as her pussy could contain the overflow of horsecum, which now flooded out onto the floor.

Centorea stepped aside and eyed her work. "Fucking pathetic..." Albedo was no longer the the demon she used to be. As she laid there, swimming in that pool of cum like a child, fragments of her former existence had completely shattered. Her IQ had dwindled down to levels so low that she was dumber an actual bimbo. Centorea looked at the pool of cum and thought about who would be cleaning the mess up...

She trotted over and picked up her ballslop addicted breedsow fuckpig. To think she actually broke the slut to the point she called herself that... Centorea kept a hand tightly seizing the demon's ass, and the other holding onto an apple she bit into. "Your sole purpose in your new life is to be my toy. To be my onahole. To be my living, breathing sexdoll. Your only hunger in this life will be for my cock, while your thirst will be for my cum. You will not know sleep; 24/7, I will keep you awake by fucking you in your three slutty holes. If I am not home, I will ask my maids to take out their own equine cocks and to double-team you in the balcony of my mansion. Your only sensation in this life... will be being filled by horse cock."