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manias-wordcount · 7 months ago

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love your work, especially "the eternity game" fic. can i request a somewhat continuation of it where the reader finally guessed the name right so the trio made her finally get the release she wanted but they didn't stop ripping orgasm after orgasm until the reader passed out.

The Eternity Game (Yae, Sara, Baal) PART TWO

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶'𝘃𝗲 𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗹

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁!! 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗽 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅 (𝗳𝗲𝗺 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴), 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗺𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻

𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁: 𝗼𝗻𝗲 || 𝘁𝘄𝗼

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

You don’t remember which name you said.

Your body was spent and the blindfold still wrapped around your head made it so very hard to ground yourself. Your muscles were tight and aching from your constant squirming and thrashing as your hips would always try to race away from whoever had their face buried in your lower lips. Your arms felt heavy from being tied up and suspended in various positions for so, very long. And your voice was just barely left after what must have nearly honors of you moaning and whining and whimpering and nearly screaming while under the care of your Archon and her allies. So it must have been very clear to everyone that at this point, your mind was just nearly gone. You couldn’t think further than the identities of the three women in the room with you and just how mind-numbing this pleasure can truly be after going round after round.

But that’s what they wanted to see. That’s the type of show they wanted to take part in. The type of show they wanted you to perform. To see you all bothered and whiny and wet and overstimulated, and to continue making you bothered and whiny and wet and overstimulated time after time. Until you’ve won the game. Or until your body truly couldn’t take any more of it.

So when you were suddenly told by your Archon to give a guess at the name- any name, really- of which of the two women were currently face down into your pussy with their lips wrapped around your overly sensitive clit and their tongue occasionally trying to squeeze its way into your wet, messy hole, you just the first one you could think of.

But whichever one it was, it must have been right.

Because a second later, everything stopped. And then, your Archon spoke.

“Well done, my little one,” She cooed at you. And even in your utterly exhausted state of mind, you still found it in you to mewl at her words, relishing in the praise you received. “You did it, sweetheart. I’m so proud of you.”

You wiggled against your restraints. You told your Archon how thankful you were to be in her good graces. How thankful you were to be hers. At the same time, the pair of hands that had been fondling your breasts and pinching at your hardened nipples back away with a single sweet and a swat to one of your breasts. And the mouth that had been attached to your poor, poor abused pussy disappeared with one more sweet kiss to your clit. A sign that you’ve survived another game. A sign that you’ll live to play another day. But a sign that things have finally come to a close.

“We had to keep going for a while there,” The familiar teasing drawl of Yae Miko makes its way into your ears as you hear movement around the bed you’re currently on. It both sounds and feels like she has climbed to get a bit closer to you. In an attempt to signal to her, you try to turn to the sound and push your bound wrists in her direction. You, Archon, were still holding you in her lap, her hands hooked beneath your thighs in a comprising position. There wasn’t much she could do for you at the moment, but perhaps the Guuji would be the one to free you. Though unfortunately for you, she seemed to pay your wrists or the silk rope binding them together no mind. It seemed her mind was more in favor of taking one of her long, long nails and dragging them up the skin of your inner thigh just to get you squirming again. “I’m almost convinced you were guessing wrong on purpose.”

You didn’t like the voice she used for her accusation. It makes you whimper. It makes you feel shameful. So you shook your head the best you could and murmured out a “No, no, no!” as your voice was too spent to say or form anything more coherent.

“I think she was,” Kujou Sara piped in after a moment, once Yae Miko’s laughter at your insistence had died down. The tone the Tengu used was more thoughtful. More analytical of the situation. You heard her voice get closer to you as she adjusted her own position on the bed, and reached a hand out to touch your skin. Her touch wasn’t as teasing as the Guuji’s, but the feeling of her hand smoothing over your stomach in an almost possessive matter that you know would have gotten almost any other person in the world in trouble did have you feeling the sort of flighty butterflies inside your body that make it hard for you to think. But as soft as her touch was, the Tengu’s next words bit at you with the type of force that has you growing upset all over again. “I’ve nearly seen her move so sluttily before. She was enjoying herself so thoroughly this around.”

You let another whine at her degradation- the loudest one you’ve managed so far. But your Archon hushes you almost instantly with a warning pat to your thighs.

“Shh, it’s alright little one. You don’t have to be ashamed. We know the truth.” The Raiden Shogun whispers into your ear. It’s followed by more dirty words from her. Words about how she noticed the way you were moving your hips so greedily for their allies. Words about how you were always just so wet and ready for whatever tongue was tongue was lapping at your precious lower lips. And you hated it. You hated it so much because as she spoke to you more- as she spoke to you in more, and more detail- you felt your body grow warm and lonely once more. You felt like you needed the very touch she was describing, despite how exhausted you felt now. But how could you forget who you were dealing with? How could you forget that this was something she planned. How could you forget… “Now girls. I believe this break has gone on for long enough. It’s time she gets her reward.”

…that this was all part of the game.

As soon as you heard the word reward being purred into your ear while being directed to the other two women in the room, you felt your blood freeze. It was like a bucket of cold, cold water was dumped onto your body. A shock to your system to make you realize that you had forgotten the second part of the game you were playing.

The fact that once you win- once you figure out the person who was spending all that time contributing to your overstimulated bouts of pleasure and making your body shake and quiver into the mess you currently are? They allow you to cum. They get to make you cum.

If this were earlier, you would have been so excited. You would have been shaking in anticipation, unable to hold in the fact that you wanted, no- NEEDED- to cum so, so, so very badly and you were finally going to get the orgasm you were so desperate for.

But you’ve passed that point a long, long time ago.

Because instantly your feel one of them climb up and reach over your body to wrap their lips around your clit again while someone else reached out and squeezed two fingers inside of your pussy and pumped them in and out and in and out and in and out. Like you weren’t just some girl being pleased and pleasured by another. Like you were truly and utterly the mindless toy they treat and see you as in this moment.

And surprisingly, it’s exactly what you needed.

Who’s lips, was it? Who’s fingers was it? You don’t know. You don’t care. All you know is that almost instantly, the orgasm you had been holding in for so, so, so very comes washing over your poor battered, and beaten body like a tidal wave. The moan you voice out is just as loud and intense and as long as your orgasm. Perhaps even longer.

But as you ride out that wave of pleasure, and finally get the relief through the release that had been put off so long, your body grows even more weary than it was before. That exhaustion- it had truly seeped into you at this point. Because your voice dies down as soon as you stop seeing white. And all your weight comes crashing down on the Raiden Shogun as she continues to support your form. And you feel happy. So, so happy. Because you’ve finally won. You finally received the reward. You finally beat the game. You’ve best your Archon. You’ve best her allies. You’ve bested Eternity. But…

“Wait, what you-? I- I already came! Why are you-?”

They haven’t stopped pleasing you yet.

You should have realized it from the beginning. You should have realized it from the very moment your orgasm started. Because never once did they slow down. Because they seemed so eager. So much more calculated. So much more cruel.

And so another orgasm passes. Your second one of this particular moment, but perhaps the third or fourth of the day? And then another one comes to be. This one, you could almost swear it was the Guuji’s tricky tongue against your clit that caused it. While the one after it seemed to have been the forceful motions of the Tengu’s fingers stretching you out nice and wide like no one’s business. And then another. And then another one? Or was that still the same orgasm? What about the one after that? Or the one after that? You don’t know. You don’t know.

It’s getting impossible to focus. It’s getting impossible to keep your eyes open and your mouth from moaning and dribbling drool just about everyone on your body. It’s getting impossible to distinguish between the voices you hear as they blend together. And even more impossible to think about anything other than staying awake and trying to face the pleasure-filled onslaught being delivered to you.

But your body- it can’t take it anymore. It couldn’t then. And it surely isn’t take it now. But one more, your Archon coos to you. She can take it, the Tengu asserts to the room. I know she likes it, the Guuji teases the others. But at this point, you have said nothing.

Because at this point, you had lost to the Eternity Game. Not by the rules. Not in body. But in mind. In spirit. Because at this point, you had already lost count of how long it has been. How many orgasms you had ruined. And how many orgasms you had thrust upon you in such a short time.

Because at this point, you had already lost consciousness. And there’s nothing you or anyone else could do about it now. But at the very least…

“Oh, would you look at that. She’s cumming again~”

…the other could enjoy the show.