The Other Last Holdout (alt. Kaya Blackgarden has a Crush) (Patreon)

The Other Last Holdout
aka Kaya Blackgarden Has a Crush
Written by HarmonyMotion
Commissioned by Annihilator10k

Chapter 1

Jacob moaned and thrashed as his over seven foot tall, de facto ruler of the world voluptuous redhead vixen girlfriend gripped his turgid, leaking cock in her soft, silky fingers.

“Oh god, Viv…!”

“Oh Jacob, you like it? I got hotter overnight, didn’t I? You like my new abilities? Even you’re not immune anymore. My sexuality is going to squash you like an overripe grape! Just a little tug from my hand…”

Vivian swept her fragrant thick hair—a curtain of red silk as tall as her entire perfect body—to a side, letting her perfume wash over Jacob’s trembling, rigid body. She swirled her long fingers up and down his impressive length, her expert technique and masterful touch able to tease and monitor Jacob’s throbbing and pulsing with perfect precision, holding him on the edge of orgasm or setting it off at her will. A tighter squeeze against his throbbing iron to deny him, or a silky swirling stroke against his aching, exposed cockhead combined with a light brush of her long finger over his slit, and he would be hers forever. Mindfucked, zombified, in complete, hopeless, desperate, devoted love.

“Viv! Please let me come!!” Jacob begged.

“Aw, but I’ve only been touching you for fifteen seconds, baby! I guess today is really the day, huh? You’re so fucked! I’m going to make you come for me nonstop until your heart fails!! Your soul is finally gonna be mine!”

Vivian pressed her engulfing bosoms against Jacob’s prone body even harder, swallowing his arm in her soft, pillowy flesh. Vivian had become even larger than he remembered. She’d woken him by smothering his head in between those perfect tits, bringing his member to full attention with nothing but the soft squish and embrace of her all-conquering breasts.

She continued to pump him as she rubbed her perfect body against him. Her long legs far outmatched his, slithering up and down his body as her magnificent, man-melting bosom battered his face senseless with their exquisite softness and soul-shattering erotic scent. She bent one leg and brought the satin skin of her thigh to rub against the top of his leg—and her leg from knee to toe was still longer than Jacob’s, stroking up and down against his while she cooed seductively into his ear.

The feeling of her hot breath tickling his earlobe nearly caused him to erupt.

“Oh no, baby! Not so soon!” Vivian squeezed just a little tighter at the base of his shaft. Her fingers were so long that they encircled his trunk completely and then some. The top of her thighs rubbed against his roiling loins, causing new waves of fresh, delicious agony to sear through his overworked body.

Twenty seconds now.

Vivian had given Jacob twenty seconds of her gentlest affection, and Jacob was on the edge of an extremely pleasurable death.

“How did you…”

“Get so good at giving handjobs?” Vivian smirked. “As if you don’t know!”

“P-practice…?” Jacob whispered hoarsely. “I didn’t think you could improve overnight at the physical stuff just from…”

“You thought wrong, baby! You laughed at me when I pressed my lips against yours for our first kiss. I expected you to come so hard, but you just laughed at me,” Vivian pouted. “I had no idea how to kiss! I thought I was perfect at it before, considering… well, you know. Hahaha, did you see how hard Alexis came when I kissed her like that!? She drilled a hole deep into the earth with her stupid thrashing body!”

Jacob moaned.

“But I kiss so good now, don’t I, Jacob? I can make you hard with a little peck. And you laughed at me when I gripped you the first time. But now…”

Vivian loosened her grip and swirled her fingers from his base, all the way to its tip, putting a little extra sauce into it.

Jacob’s vision exploded into a brilliant shower of sparks as he erupted his soul through his long overworked tip.

Productive spurt after spurt of thick ropes of his boiling semen launched into the air like a geyser, splashing all over himself and Vivian. They pooled all over his torso, his groin. The thick fluid that landed on Vivian’s perfect hands and fingers merely glided off her hand, her beauty unbesmirched. Even the cum that stained her hair immediately slid off, leaving her seductive mane unblemished.

“Oh Jacob baby! Feel good?” she asked as she gripped harder, swirling against his exposed, erupting head even harder and faster. “Don’t stop! Keep coming for your pretty girlfriend!!”

Jacob’s eyes squeezed shut even tighter as his body obeyed her impossible command. His balls ached with exhaustion. He had nothing left to give! But Vivian’s grinding, irrepressible beauty, her delicious fragrance, her breasts smothering his entire universe, and her masterful touch all forced his body to obey.

He continued to orgasm like a fountain.

“Hahaha! Looks like you’re mine. Truly and fully,” Vivian whispered into his shuddering soul. She gave his earlobe a lusty lick with her thick, pink tongue. Another powerful spasm erupted from his steely, searing erection.

“Oh god! FUCK! Ouch, too much!!” Jacob screamed inside the prison formed by her breasts.

He brought his hands to her beautiful, dainty wrist and struggled to halt her ministrations. With twitching, jerking motions from Vivian torturing his post-orgasmic, far-too-sensitive organ, he finally unwrapped her delicious fingers and pulled her completely clean hand away.

“Aw mannnnnnn!” Vivian whined as she climbed all majestic seven-plus feet of her sexually overwhelming body off him. “I thought I really got you this time! You came so fast, and so hard!”

Jacob heaved in deep breaths as he lay on his sweat-soaked sheets. This really was new. He never knew he could come like this, despite dating the world’s hottest—and still growing hotter—girl.

Vivian relented instead of reaching for his still upstanding, twitching cock again. She just knew that her perfect hand could fuck him silly again with just a little stroke of her index finger. But that wasn’t the game she was interested in playing.

Instead, she rested her heart-shaped face on Jacob’s shoulder, letting her hair spill any which way it wanted as she nuzzled and wedged her head into the crook of her handsome boyfriend’s neck. She sighed in contentment as they just lay there gently rubbing each others’ bodies in her multi-billion dollar mansion near coastal California.

Her bedroom was the size of an entire apartment. The odd couple lay on her custom heart-shaped bed in her now semen-soaked red satin sheets. Still, there was too much of it that still wasn’t spoiled by Jacob’s seed. Vivian vowed to do better next time. Maybe when she woke up tomorrow.

Her walls were lined with portraits of herself, the sight of which would have transformed any other human being on the planet into a gibbering, orgasming idiot. There was a wide variety too—close ups of Vivian’s unmatched visage, her mesmerizing green eyes and her long, dark, thick lashes coupled with her elegant nose and devastating pink lips on full display, others showcased her impossible bust in a bikini top or lingerie a few sizes too small. It wasn’t her fault that she needed a larger size on a daily basis.

And still others where she was fully clothed, dressed in black high heels and a white pantsuit. Even that would have been complete overkill. Vivian was just too much woman for any man or woman on the planet.

But Jacob handled it all without incident. When she showed Jacob her personal private collection, he just whistled and moved from one to the next, while Vivian’s arousal burned hotter and hotter with each framed photo they moved to. She was driven to orgasm by the sight of herself, just like the rest of the world. Her uncontrollable gush filled the entire bedroom with her perfume, radiating off of her in heavy waves. Jacob breathed it in deep and smiled as he supported his weak-kneed goddess of beauty girlfriend in his arms while she trembled in violent delight from her own loveliness.

She’d had a mirror set up on the ceiling above her bed for them to have sex. Not that Jacob needed any help to make her come. God, it felt so good to be filled by a man, one who wouldn’t erupt and pass out just from the sight of her, let alone having their full erections enveloped and crushed by her hot, slick, velvety perfect pussy. The first time, she had just laid there limply while Jacob plowed away. It was the first time that anyone else had brought Vivian to orgasm. Unlike the violent orgasms that her own beauty commanded, it was gentle and nice, sending pleasant, unfamiliar sensations coursing through all seven-plus feet of her supercharged erotic body.

Still, she liked to couple it by looking at her own heartbreakingly beautiful face, the shape of her mouth and the contorted grimace of pleasure, the crease of her smooth forehead… having Jacob’s gentle and her own violent orgasm combined at once felt the best.

Jacob had a strong arm beneath her neck, his elbow bent and stroking the smooth, taut skin of her arm. She moaned in pleasure as Jacob squeezed her closer, pressing her humongous breasts to flatten against his side.

“Oh Jacob…” Vivian whispered with a slight husky undertone that would have killed any other mortal with pleasure. Her hair began to move of its own accord, curling from the ends and extending across Jacob’s body, inch by inch. Her silky stroke slithered up his legs, wrapping him in her extravagant hair. They pulsed back and forth against his muscles. “You’re making me horny again…”

The long leg that she had pinned across his lower body danced in tandem with her hair. Her slender arms reached across Jacob’s entire width, sliding under his shoulder on the opposite side and goading him to turn to face her so that he could fill her hungry pussy again.

“I have a meeting in Australia soon, Viv…” Jacob moaned. Even if he could still keep his wits about Vivian, her masterful touch which seemed to improve by the day was still devastatingly erotic, sending thrills pumping through his vulnerable body. And she was just so much woman.

“I’ll just have Alexis fly you over. You know that unstoppable alien is totally in love with me. She’ll do anything I ask. Please? Can you eat me out again?” Vivian nibbled his earlobe. She darted her thick, pink tongue against the outer edge of his ear.

Jacob shuddered. His erection was at full tilt again.

“Okay,” he moaned, giving into his baser instincts. Vivian really had a way of drawing it out of him.

“Yay! I want to try something!”

Vivian quickly climbed onto her knees and flipped one of her legs to the other side of Jacob’s prone body, straddling his arms with her outrageously long legs in a 69 position. Her hair formed a silky red curtain around their naked bodies.

Vivian applied her absurdly talented fingers to Jacob’s already twitching erection. In one pump and the gentle swirl of her perfect fingernails over his hypersensitive cockhead, Jacob almost lost it.

Jacob knew he was totally at her masterful mercy, so he wasted no time in diving into Vivian’s perfect flower. He spread her impossibly perfect labia with his thumbs, feeling the gush of her pheromones wafting over him like a strong summer breeze from her lovely pink canal. Her pubic mound was completely bare, her porcelain skin dotted with a few trace freckles, each of which she’d proudly declared had conquered some random humans.

He probably didn’t have much time before Vivian coaxed another orgasm out of him with her fingers. He couldn’t believe how molten his balls were burning already!

Jacob breathed in Vivian’s scent deeply and dove right in. He sucked on her perfect love bud, pressing his tongue into it and using his lower lip to apply force as her copious juices dribbled down his chin.

“Oh Jacob!! Fuuuuck!” Vivian’s wonderfully athletic thighs clamped around his head in response.

She opened her mouth wide and swallowed him whole. She applied pressure with her plump lips while her long tongue wrapped around his shaft and stroked for all she was worth. Vivian really was going in earnest at it as her head bobbed up and down, trying to goad his salty heat to spurt into her perfect mouth.

After two repetitions, she knew she wasn’t at that level yet. She wanted to suck Jacob’s soul out through his cock with a little kiss, after all.

As Jacob inserted three fingers into her hungry pussy, searing orgasmic energy flooded through Vivian’s body as she began to tremble with all of Jacob’s inches plugging her hungry mouth. Clenching and thrashing in pleasure, she thought to herself, God, I can’t wait to make Jacob come instantly in my mouth. Maybe tomorrow, she moaned as she imagined just lapping at his dick with her tongue and making his entire body bend in half as he spurted load after load. The mere thought intensified her in-progress orgasm.

I just need to be hotter.

Chapter 2

“Thanks Power Woman,” Jacob said sincerely as the muscled blonde superheroine dropped him off gently somewhere in Canberra for his business meeting.

“You’re welcome, Jacob. Hey, can you… can you put in a good word to your girlfriend for me? It’s been a whole day since I got to suckle at her teat, and I’m… um… I’d really like to again.” Earth’s mightiest superhero trembled like an addict as she made her stuttering plea.

“I’ll try my best,” Jacob promised.

“Okay, thank you thank you thank you. You’re the nicest, Jacob. And the luckiest. I’m only a little jealous.”

A visibly shaking Power Woman flew off.

Jacob straightened his button down shirt and re-tucked it into his slacks after his slightly terrifying flight. He walked into the small office that housed the independent game publishing company Pixel Wizard.

His collectible card game Battle Angels had been an overnight success, no doubt thanks to Vivian’s involvement. Jacob tried to make it on his own terms, but dating a seven foot tall redheaded beauty who sexually dominated and induced orgasms regardless of her victims’ desires had certain side effects that were unavoidable. Still, Jacob felt certain that his game could stand on its own merit.

They ran a limited print and sold their booster packs and card collections in a handful of game shops around the world. They sold out immediately. The prices for these vintage, unopened packs surged a thousandfold.

So they began running new prints in a hurry. However, thanks to their inexperience, the card and art quality suffered. Buyers lucky enough to pull Vivian the Red, the game’s rarest and best card, sent in angry letters to Jacob bitterly complaining that the sight of that majestic creature on their flawed print runs failed to provoke the expected orgasm that other owners reported. Some of them sent the cards back in ripped up pieces and demanded refunds.

Vivian was more than happy to ride in on her superheroine mount and turn those angry customers into orgasmic-brain-damaged husks with a little command.

But they were right. Jacob asked Vivian to inspect those ripped pieces, and Vivian felt nothing. It was a huge stain on his maiden card game and Vivian’s pride that something this terrible was printed under their name. So he looked for a publisher—one who had experience, were fans of the game, but would also respect his independent vision.

“Jacob. Jacob! We love your game!” Mark Newsom, the head of Australia GamePress walked out to greet him.

“So lovely to see you!” Joanna, Mark’s sister, echoed.

“Hi guys,” Jacob greeted the enthusiastic pair.

“Let’s get right down to business. Here are some samples of the cards that we had run for you. We can do this in bulk, on demand, whenever you need. We love your game and would never interfere with your vision of it!” Mark rattled off in a single breath.

“We just have one request…” Joanna added on softly. “But go ahead and take a look first.”

They led Jacob into a large conference room. The large center table and all of the cabinets against the wall were lined with Battle Angel cards covering every square inch of their surfaces. The print quality was undeniable, the holographic effect mesmerizing. Jacob examined the tall stacks of cards with a critical eye, never detecting any misprint.

“This is really great work, guys. I’d love to work with you. What was that term you mentioned?”

“Ah, um… well, we noticed you didn’t include any of the Vivian the Red or her related cards in this test print run. I… I only need a few pieces to complete my collection. I was wondering if I could maybe, if you could… it doesn’t have to be official, it can just be some kind of promo it’s just…”

“We need Vivian the Red - Left Breast and Vivian the Red - Hypnotic Eyes cards to complete our collection!” Mark blurted out. Both he and Joanna were visibly sweating just from recalling and imagining the complete Vivian package. “Please! We want it so bad!”

Jacob chuckled. Vivian was doing wonders for his business.

“You want the super ultra holo with the lactating left breast, or just the rare?”

“THERE’S A WHAT!?” they cried in unison. “We want that one!!”

“Deal. We’ll give you the design for a promo card.”

“Oh thank you thank you thank you, you’ll see the terms are very favorable for you. Really! Thank you so much for helping us cum for Vivian!” they both gushed, spilling their innermost desires to Jacob.

Meanwhile, the entire globe was experiencing a Vivian orgasmic nuclear bomb originating from somewhere in Los Angeles where Vivian and Jacob lived. The horny and bored goddess with her prehensile silken locks had slapped someone as hard as she could across the face for no reason other than wanting Jacob to come back and fuck her again. Her victim’s face turned bright red from that harsh contact, but the prickling pain was nothing compared to being grazed by Vivian’s touch. He collapsed to the ground, convulsing and clenching as he emptied his balls.

Meanwhile, the sound of her slap echoed throughout the vicinity. Everyone within earshot collapsed to their knees as well.

Deciding to really cut loose, Vivian barked a command at everyone around her who had been incapacitated her neverending improving sexuality, then let them all orgasm themselves silly. Lying on the pavement outside in the hot Southern California sun, she let one orgasm chain into the next like a pandemic, hopping from ecstatic victim to ecstatic victim. Leapfrogging from one person to the next, the population of the entire world began to succumb to Vivian’s reverberated slap.

A plane at LAX on the verge of takeoff was infected not long after. Its pilot and all of its passengers sucked in a deep breath and struggled to deny their orgasms per Vivian’s request. Everyone sat taut, frozen, bodies tense and sweating, barely breathing. For four long hours, no one said a word. No flight attendant came by with refreshments, no pilot announcements… the sole thought on everyone’s mind was to make it to land and move toward other citizens so Vivian would allow them to come.

As soon as the wheels touched down with a bounce and a skid, the pilot opened the exit chutes allowing all of the writhing, dying of lust passengers off the plane. The airport crew came out to protest, but Vivian’s mobile orgasm timebombs went off as her sexy pandemic took roots in Australia.

Finally, they reached the headquarters where Jacob, Mark, and Joanna were shaking hands. A frenzied employee burst into the room with a panicked look on his face and an enormous tent in his trousers. An enormous stain began to appear as he collapsed.

“Oh no…” Jacob muttered.

Mark and Joanna were twisting and clutching for dear life now.

“It’s… Vivian… she… unnnnng!” Joanna succumbed first, her seizing limbs no longer strong enough to stand. That left Mark to deliver the rest of Vivian’s message.

“She… she… says hi!” Mark uttered as his penis thrashed with nothing left to give before he, too, gave out.

Jacob sighed.

Kaya Blackgarden sat outdoors in a natural oasis of her own making. Large palm fronds protected her from the sun as the soft, lush greenery provided her bare feet the softest of carpets smelling of clean, morning dew. Her cushion was a malleable but firm red bulb that she’d created out of plant matter using her chlorokinesis.

She flexed her legs and shrugged her stiff shoulders. Her black and white French maid outfit shifted with her loosening movement. Kaya had been staring at that glowing computer screen for hours, testing out her fan made simulator of Battle Angels. It was her favorite game.

The pale-skinned mistress of mental domination grunted in glee as her opponent continued to tank. She had him on the ropes now. Every move he could make, she had a counter. And she was close to playing her favorite card, Dark Mistress of the Undergrowth.

“God! Stop thinking! You’ve already lost!” she yelled at the screen.

After another infuriating 397 seconds, her opponent timed out and disconnected from the game. It was still a win, but Kaya was not amused.

Her frilly monochromatic skirt swished around her knees as she walked out onto the concrete pavement in downtown Canberra. The sun beat down on her wan complexion. She reached behind her and plucked a large frond from inside her home with but a thought. It flew toward her rapidly and hovered above her like a protective umbrella, providing much needed shade.

Maybe she’d incinerate someone with her lasers. Or force someone to fall on their knees and kiss her feet. Or order them to fall in love with her and tolerate any punishment she doled out to them and make them ask for more.

The streets were sparsely populated, but there was someone in view. Giggling and taking aim with her left hand pointed like a gun, a sickly glowing green sphere of light built in front of her index finger, swelling and swirling with power.

“Pow,” she mouthed, her black lips smirking into a glee.

Her charged sphere of energy zipped toward the heart of her first victim. She couldn’t wait to see that stupid idiot collapse to the floor, lifeless.

But that stupid idiot collapsed to the floor, far earlier than expected. And far from lifeless. She was screaming in pure pleasure. A large, growing stain was visible in the crotch of her jeans.

“What the hell?” Kaya squinted her eyes as she zoomed into the hapless girl’s brain. Followed by an immediate wince as Vivian’s supersexual appeal crashed against Kaya’s mental shield and dissipated into a shower of miniscule sparks.

“That stupid hussy!” Kaya spat. “Who am I going to play Battle Angels with!? And who am I going to torture now!?”

Still, her telepathic power picked up something. The Vivian-gasm carried a message. She followed those tendrils of thought. They were for Jacob. Jacob Alton, the creator of Battle Angel! And… he was close!

Kaya grabbed the unconscious girl who was to be her victim with her mind and controlled it to hover before her. She stepped on with her black platform heels and used her as a hoverboard, following the trail of Vivian’s stupidly sexy and completely insipid message.

Chapter 3

“Jacob? Jacob Alton!?” Kaya flew into the conference room where Mark and Joanna were still twitching face down on the floor.

Jacob did a double, then triple take. There was a beautiful gothic looking French maid who he guessed had to be as tall as Vivian… standing ramrod straight on a flying body? And what’s more, this French maid wasn’t completely zonked by the Vivianpocalypse!?

“Are these… are these the new cards planned for Angel Battle!?” Kaya squealed like a fangirl, belying her usually cold and calculating demeanor and speech.

She jumped off her comatose hoverboard. With a contactless flick of her wrist, she sent it careening into the far wall, smashing the girl’s head into a pulp as her now lifeless body crashed to the ground.

“Holy shit!!!” Jacob screamed.

“I love your game!” Kaya gushed as she brought all the cards floating before her in a neat grid. “It’s the best game I’ve ever played! The balance is good, so many archetypes are competitive, there’s so much counterplay, and it often comes down to who can outfox their opponent! It’s great!”

Jacob was speechless. Who was this person!?

Kaya continued to rave like a fangirl as she scrutinized a bunch of the cards. She appeared to be reading quite carefully, her lips moving as she subvocalized each and every word on the glossy paper. Even the flavor text!

“Um… who are you?”

“Oh, forgive me! I’m Kaya Blackgarden. Do you know about Battle Angel online? I just launched it last week. Programmed all of it myself.”

“Oh, that was you!?”

Considering how Kaya was apparently immune to Vivian and had just killed someone, he thought it wise not to mention that he was looking for a way to get her little copyright violation shut down.

“Yeah. It’s the best way for me to play. Otherwise I can’t stop myself from cheating by reading my opponent’s mind. And then making them degrade themselves before me before I kill them,” she waggled an ominous finger in the air letting her little laser form a deadly ring. “Hmph. Weak card.”

She pointed at it. Her ring burned through the card neatly, leaving a charred circle where it penetrated cleanly.

“A-ah…”

“You’re scared.”

“N-no, I… um…”

“Don’t be. I love your game. Actually, I’d love to play against you. Do you mind? I brought my deck. Oh, and you can call for help from Power Woman. It’s fine.”

Jacob gulped.

“Um… Alexis… help?

Kaya pulled her deck out of a compartment of her skirt and began to shuffle.

“Shall we?” she smiled brightly with a wicked gleam in her purple eyes.

Chapter 4

Jacob’s hands trembled. His five plastic-protected cards clattered to the large conference table as he suffered a terrifying defeat at the hands of Kaya.

“Oh, don’t be so scared!” she told him. “Hang on, here I come.”

“What do you… gurp!”

Jacob froze in place as his torso straightened and locked up. The only thing he could move were his eyeballs. They darted side to side as he felt a foreign presence invade his mind. Kaya was casually shuffling as her purple eyes bore into his soul.

Then he was his own man again.

“Damn!! You played well! You really just drew awfully, but wow. I think I just got lucky! My misplay wasn’t punished… sheesh. Let’s play again!”

“You… knew?” Jacob winced.

“Not until I plucked through your puny little brain. I wish had your insight at this game. It was only after I trawled your mind and plucked out your thoughts did I understand what I should’ve done. Come on, let’s go again. I’m not going to hurt you.”

“You’re… you’re not?”

Or at least… I’ll make you think I’m not hurting you,” Kaya cackled. “Spin you through the air like a ragdoll and burn off some limbs with my little lasers.”

She drew another circular beam of energy in the air with a fingertip and blew it at Jacob with a little kiss. He watched in terror as that donut headed toward his forehead for a lobotomy. It disappeared from view right before it kissed him with scalding heat, leaving him with a burn mark.

“Ahhh!” Jacob screamed in pain.

Kaya’s eyes glowed purple.

“Thank you for my gift, Kaya. I love you so much. Please lobotomize me,” Jacob droned.

“See? Did that hurt?” Kaya waved a hand at him, freeing Jacob from her spell.

“Oh… oh my god!! Power Woman, help!!!”

“Don’t worry, she’ll be here soon. But I’ll make it sexually thrilling for you. Every time I tear off a finger, or rip off an arm, you’ll come in your pants for me and beg me to do it some more! And then I’ll heal you right up and do it again. You’ve never felt anything so good!”

Why doesn’t she just kill me, Jacob thought with despair.

“Why would I kill the creator of my favorite game!? I bet you’ve never played a game like this with Vivian, have you?”

Jacob froze in fear. Even his thoughts were completely naked against her!

He winced as his nose bloodied suddenly as Kaya began to scan his mind once more looking for memories of Vivian, but this time, her brutal invasion was short-lived. Kaya recoiled as memories and images of the constantly ascending Vivian filled his mind and shattered against her mental shield.

The sorceress broke the telepathic connection.

“Erm. No, Vivian’s not very good at the game. Or very interested,” Jacob replied as he tried to appease Kaya. She looked uncomfortable, and the last thing he wanted was for her to get angry.

Suddenly, a crash thundered from the far end of the building. A few seconds later, Power Woman, clad in her full blue and white super suit, broke through the wall.

“Jacob! I heard you call for me! What is it?! Who’s this!?” Power Woman yelled.

“Alexis!” Jacob felt sudden relief. He was going to be saved.

“Well hello, my little pet. Of course you could revive from Vivian’s effect this quickly. It’s been a while since we’ve played,” Kaya smirked.

“What are you talking about? I’ve never met you before! What did you call me!?”

But Power Woman “fell” onto all fours as she spoke, seemingly unaware of what she was doing. On her hands and knees now (except for the whole flying bit), she “crawled” toward the gloating maid.

“Oh, we’ve met many times. You were one of my favorite playthings before Battle Angel.” Kaya looked at Jacob appreciatively. “So tough, so hard to break, a chew toy that even I couldn’t permanently rip apart. But I’m still your owner.”

“I don’t know what your game is, little girl. But I am here to rescue Jacob!”

The muscled blonde still hadn’t registered what she was doing. Her speech stopped as she puckered her lips and took Kaya’s outstretched hand. Alexis placed a delicate kiss on the back of her owner’s hand.

“Alexis!?” Jacob yelled. He could scarcely believe what he was witnessing!

“I make her forget every time. And I like it when she doesn’t even realize what she’s doing!” Kaya cackled.

Power Woman removed her lips from Kaya’s hand. Head still bowed, she floated to the floor to supplicate herself before Kaya and kiss her cute platform heels.

“What the hell are you talking about!” Power Woman bellowed before submissively planting her lips on the tip of Kaya’s covered toes.

“You… you’re stronger than… her?” Jacob gasped.

“What do you think?” Kaya winked as she crossed her thigh-high clad leg. Power Woman followed its movement in perfect sync.

“That’s impossible…”

“Hardly. I’m far more powerful than her. Want to see how I played with her before?”

Jacob had a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. And he knew it didn’t matter what he answered.

A loud, sickening crack filled the air. Power Woman hunched over, but her arms were hyperextending behind her back. The angle became unnatural as her shoulders popped out of her sockets and her elbows bent the wrong way.

“She can survive this!” Kaya announced with full-bodied laughter. “It’s amazing!”

Bringing her open hands into it like a puppet master, Power Woman flew back into the air. But it lacked her usual grace. The motion was jerky, as if Kaya really did have her on strings.

With a few flicks of Kaya’s fingers, Power Woman’s legs dislocated from her hips as Kaya twisted the blonde alien’s limbs in every which direction. The pain finally broke Power Woman from her hypnotic induction and she screamed when she finally realized how badly she was being ripped apart.

“Shush!” Kaya scowled.

Power Woman’s mouth slammed shut. She didn’t even whimper.

Finally, Kaya stood up and placed a finger on Power Woman’s forehead. Her fear-filled eyes trembled as her neck moved of its own accord, screaming in agony as it spun around 360 degrees.

Then Kaya let the woman fall to the ground in a sick mess.

Jacob gagged.

“She’ll be fine. Eventually. So, play another game? I saw some of these newly printed cards I want to add to my deck. Do you mind? Let’s both do some deck building and go again.”

Chapter 5

After a stressful hour of deck building, Kaya and Jacob sat down for another game.

“You know, Jacob, I’d be a much better girlfriend for you than Vivian. I’ve tolerated her existence for too long.”

Jacob broke out in a cold sweat. All Vivian ever wanted was to sexually break him, dominate his mind, and turn him into an unthinking love slave. She always ruined his plans by fucking the world silly, and any plans he made for himself, Vivian could always exert her will and get her way. He’d gotten genuinely annoyed at it before.

But Vivian was always so sweet. How could he ever have gotten annoyed at her youthful exuberance? And the orgasms were… god, what would they be like after a week? A month? He grew hard at the thought of it. An even more perfect Vivian seemed impossible, but she proved him wrong daily.

A quick look at Kaya caused his boner to wither away. Not that the woman was unattractive. No, not at all. But the thought of getting his head rotated 360 degrees like one of those horror movies had quite a sobering effect.

“I won’t go full 360. Maybe just 180,” Kaya reassured him.

Jacob nearly pissed his pants.

He placed another card face down. He nearly fumbled it and flipped it face up. His hands were cold. Clammy. He put his finger on the back of the card to slide it into place, but the thing stuck to his finger and almost flipped face up again. Jacob panicked and slammed his other hand on top of it, only to realize that the rest of his hidden cards were about to fall willy nilly on the table.

“Haha! It’s like you want to tell me what cards you’re playing!” Kaya laughed. A purple glow surrounded all of his cards keeping them frozen in midair. And then the glow surrounded his hands too. Jacob felt her piloting his hands against his will, moving them slowly and steadily back into position. His fingers pried themselves apart and gripped his cards again. A warm, soft sensation gripped his penis and stroked him gently before twisting brutally, causing him to gasp out in pain.

Kaya’s control was terrifying. She was smirking at him like an inescapable predator.

“Don’t worry, I really won’t peek. Not until after I win, anyway,” Kaya spun one of her own cards in midair threateningly. “But how about a preview of how I’ll treat you?”

“P-p-pass…” Jacob whispered, ending his turn. What if Vivian showed up now? What would Kaya do to his precious girlfriend?

Those worries soon became the least of his concerns. He felt Kaya’s telekinetic touch once again stroking his dick. And why did it feel so slippery and wet!? The heat, the tightness, the slippery friction as Kaya massaged his straightening shaft and fondled his testicles were better than even Vivian’s blowjob!

Kaya drew a card and weighed her choices, acting as if nothing were happening.

“Seeping poison of the undergrowth,” she played a card from hand, inflicting damage to Jacob.

Jacob winced, not just from her play, but from the sudden shocking pain of feeling his penis getting tugged, beaten, and stretched out like a piece of dough! He yelped in pain, but the intolerable punishment that was taking place in his pants never ceased!

He looked up at Kaya who was smirking at him. And then, as if she flipped a switch, the pain turned to pleasure. He could hear her sadistic voice in his mind, telling him to enjoy it.

And he did.

“Supernatural endurance,” Jacob played one as well with his shaky hands. His sweat dripped down his chin.

“Tch. That should be the final copy you have of that. End turn,” Kaya declared. This strategy seemed borderline unbeatable. She had set up protection from Jacob’s power cards as she continued to recycle her resources to slowly chink away at Jacob’s resources and HP. Just one more turn…

Jacob drew another card. His eyes twitched imperceptibly. His heart raced like a hummingbird.

He’d drawn it. Now, he needed Kaya to spring the trap he’d so meticulously assembled.

“Pass,” he declared like a man resigned to his fate.

“My, my!” Kaya bubbled. “I can’t wait to seal my victory and rape your mind to see how this one played out! You play the Vivian deck remarkably well, but I always thought that deck showed a distinct lack of… good taste, shall we say?”

Jacob could feel his limbs being torn in opposite directions, like a victim on a torture rack.

Kaya smiled drew a card. She felt the need to hide nothing now. She cackled with glee.

“Finally! The card to finish you off!”

Jacob gulped.

“Puppetmaster,” Kaya played.

“Vivian the Red’s Legs,” Jacob countered quickly while his limbs still worked.

“Of course. That silly card. Mind break,” she continued the sequence.

“Vivian the Red’s Arms.”

“Tch. Unraveled From the Inside Out.”

“Vivian’s Torso.”

Kaya flinched at the sight of Vivian’s massive tracts of land, even replicated on lifeless paper. But her mental shield held strong. “You’re still trying to win with that deck? Those cards have no payoff! I play Infinite Incineration Lasers.” She speared the comatose mark with a little point of her finger, slicing him in half with her beam.

“Vivian’s Visage.”

Kaya stared at the marvelous features of Vivian’s perfect face. Dark lashes, green glimmering eyes, pale complexion coupled by perfectly asymmetrical freckles. She bit her lip as she stifled a moan. She knew she could hold strong and defeat Jacob. Then tear these cards up into nothingness and claim him as her own.

“I see. You printed the payoff,” she announced with false confidence as sweat beaded her brow. “But I have my ultimate payoff as well now. I play… The Uncaring Goddess of Mind and Matter!”

Jacob sighed.

“Give up!? Just admit your defeat!” Kaya gloated.

“Vivian’s Visage is new, yes. But that wasn’t the payoff.”

“What!?” Kaya slammed her now empty hands onto the conference table. “What card can beat my ultimate manifestation in its whole power?!”

Jacob revealed the final card in his hand. Kaya leaned in to read it.

“Vivian’s Infinite Immortal Beauty…” she whispered. Her eyes glowed purple with a visibly dense barrier before a large crack appeared in it.

Half paralyzed, she reached out slowly to cradle the awesome card in her hands. Line by line, she read the effect as of the full powered Vivian the Red. The art portrayed her in a little black dress, barely covering any of her majestic height. But when hit by the light another way, she was dressed in the tiniest, silky black lace lingerie and hosiery.

Another chip in the glow of her eyes.

Those perfect fingers and toned arms, that perfect hourglass shape, those devastatingly desirable thighs and Vivian’s signature hips and impossibly tiny waist…

Kaya was struggling visibly now as her aura pulsed in and out of existence.

Those enormous breasts that took up well over a quarter of the card’s area, one drawn nipple tenting the dress while the other poked out, clearly visible and leaking milk…

The gothic maid squirted just the tiniest bit of her sexual fluid right into her pristine white panties.

The culmination of all five Vivian card’s all in one frame, set to the backdrop of a red curtain of her thick hair and a seductive wink that was animated by the card’s holographic print…

Kaya’s mental barrier shattered. The pieces of her purple protection disintegrated as she began to scream in orgasmic ecstasy. She clutched at the sturdy card, trying to crumple it up and ruin the art. But just looking at it shunted all such terrible thoughts out of her mind. How dare she damage beauty as splendorous as that?

So, the all-powerful, seven foot tall sorceress was bent over the table, her wide hips and large ass humping back and forth as she continued to drink Vivian’s Infinite Immortal Beauty while her unmatched, infinitely powerful mind melted into a sweet syrup wholly devoted to Vivian.

Jacob leaned back into his seat and sighed a huge sigh of relief. To his surprise, he heard the familiar sound of Vivian’s footsteps approaching. And so did Kaya.

The goth maid’s body clenched up and writhed. She screamed as her pussy lips quivered and gushed until she passed out.

“Jacob! I don’t know where that silly Alexis went off to! She’s usually so reliable…” Vivian announced her entrance with a flip of her extravagant hair. “Hey, who’s that?”

Chapter 6

“Oh Vivian, Vivian! I'm so glad you’re here!” Jacob nearly sobbed as he ran up to his towering uberbeauty of a girlfriend. He buried his face in her breasts, wrapped his arms around her impossibly slender waist and gripped her tight.

“Jacob! Oh my! You’re being extra sweet right now! What happened?” Vivian asked with concern as she placed her hands behind his back and head and soothed him.

“She… she… she’s terrifying!” He pointed at Kaya without looking back at her.

“Her? I figured she was the one who delivered my message. Did you get it?” Vivian giggled.

“Viv, I’m serious!!”

“Aw Jacob, okay, okay. I’m sorry. Do you want to suck on my tit?”

“Yes please,” he sniffled.

Vivian tugged her t-shirt down one arm and exposed her bare breast. There was no bra that would fit her, and it wasn’t like her breasts needed any support.

Her hair cradled and directed Jacob’s body gently. His parted lips met her thick, perky pink nub and Vivian began to fill him with her ambrosia.

“There there, Jacob. It’s all right. I’m here,” Vivian soothed him as his erection surged to full hardness before spurting nonstop into a gooey mess.

“Unnng… what happened? Oh god, I hurt all over! This… this sucks!” Alexis moaned as she floated off the floor. Her limbs had somehow regenerated back into their natural arrangements.

“Alexis! Where were you!? I wanted you to bring me to visit Jacob!” Vivian huffed.

“Vivian! I… I don’t know? It’s all a blank. I had this strange nightmare about this black haired woman, as tall as you, ripping me apart…”

Alexis finally noticed the still-dry-humping, still orgasming Kaya on the conference table, bent over and moaning.

“OH MY GOD! It was her! She… she twisted me around like a little plastic doll! Oh god!!!”

“Really? This cute little girl scared the hell out of both of you? Even you, Alexis?”

“Vivian, help me!!! Don’t make me face her again!” Power Woman sobbed.

“There there, Alexis. Why don’t you come suck on my tit too?”

Vivian’s hair freed her other massive breast. Alexis looked at it for a second, then shuddered violently as the pleasure of witnessing Vivian’s glorious tit melted her brain and knocked her out.

“Oops,” Vivian shrugged, causing Jacob to hold on for dear life as he continued to slurp and erupt. “Let me see about this cute little girl…”

Vivian glided over to an unconscious Kaya, her hair slithering on the conference room floor but never getting soiled. A single hand kept Jacob pressed against her irrepressible bosom as he stumbled backwards but never breaking the contact of his shaking penis with her perfect thigh, his arms around her slim waist, or his lips from Vivian’s still gushing nipple.

“Now, what do I do about you…” Vivian mused as she reached out and traced the dark-haired girl’s face. A smooth, invisible shell shuddered as if in ecstasy before fading away to nothing as Vivian’s delicate fingers slipped right through it.

Kaya screamed in mind-obliterating climactic pleasure as Vivian rested her hand on the incapacitated girl’s cheek.

Chapter 7

Jacob spun around slowly in midair above Vivian’s extravagant heart-shaped bed. Kaya was pointing at his helpless body, twirling her index finger at him idly. Her other hand was closed in a fist, squeezing a similarly frozen, hovering Power Woman with pressures strong enough even to shatter her alien bones.

“Kaya… I’m getting dizzy…” Jacob moaned.

“Shut the fuck up, toy. You’re mine to play with as I please.”

Power Woman screamed as Kaya flicked a powerful laser right into the blonde’s eyeball, blackening it into a hideous mess. Then, she closed her fist forcefully and crumbled the alien into a pulp.

“See?” Kaya sneered at Jacob.

Jacob gulped.

“Now, let me see… I want to do…”

Kaya opened her dark lips slowly, drawing out the motion for Jacob’s gratification. With two index fingers pointed at Jacob, she flicked them outward in opposite directions, her sharp black fingernails gleaming as their telekinetic razor edge ripped his underwear in half and sent it fluttering away.

With his manhood now exposed, Kaya languidly slithered her thick, moist tongue over her lips, tracing first over the soft, upper fold of flesh before rotating down to the bottom lip. Jacob gasped as he felt that seductive motion echo across the distance and swish his manhood with her hot, delicious pressure.

“Mmm… you taste really good… thanks to Vivian, no doubt,” Kaya moaned lasciviously. “I’m gonna punish you for getting to taste her milk all the time!”

Her tongue began to fluctuate more wildly as she mock fellated him from a distance. Except there was nothing pretend about it. Every press of her soft lips, every flick of her tongue sent Jacob’s heart fluttering with even more urgency.

Kaya intensified her remote blowjob, “tracing” the head of his shaft with her black fingernails while her mouth opened wider and swallowed him whole. Jacob could feel every erotic sensation along his fully engorged penis. He watched it glisten with her saliva, the sticky droplets sliding up and down in tandem with Kaya’s motions. Without the need for actual physical contact, he could feel her tongue and her fingers working the exact same parts of his pent-up anatomy simultaneously, lips and palm squeezing in synchronicity, fingers and tongue and soul-wrenching suction acting upon his entire member like a perfectly choreographed erotic dance orchestrated to erupt.

He looked across the room to see her lewd ministrations, staring into her dark eyes, glinting with knowing glee and malice. Another guttural moan as she extended her tongue caught Jacob’s attention as he focused on her pearly white teeth and her thick, pillowy lips.

In that moment, Kaya dug into his mind to try and recreate the impossible sensations that Vivian could now provide with her new, arousing-beyond-belief oral expertise. Kaya forced the experience of being sucked by Vivian to replay in Jacob’s mind.

It was nothing like the real thing, but it was enough.

Jacob spurted rope after rope into the air as he bellowed Vivian’s name loudly. His thick white fluid shot all the way across to room to splatter over Kaya’s stockinged legs. After six enormous, gut-wrenching loads, Jacob continued to hang there limply in midair, completely forgotten as the master of the house walked into the bedroom.

“Nice touch on the plants,” Vivian commented as she walked in in her full, regal 7’4 stature.

“Thanks. Don’t get too close. They bite,” Kaya replied.

“Having fun?” Vivian looked at Jacob’s floating body with her seductive gaze.

“Vivian… can I please play with Jacob in another way? I just made him come from a blowjob the way you do!” Kaya whined. She hated being submissive with every fiber of her being, but the thought of falling out of Vivian’s favor was… untenable, to say the least. A fate worse than the ones she treated her playthings to.

“Really? Because I heard him screaming my name,” Vivian smirked. “It’ll only count when he thanks you for his orgasm instead of me!”

“That’s… that’s not fair! I can’t compare to you!” Kaya whined.

“Aw, look at Alexis. That poor thing,” Vivian went over to her broken body. “Did you really have to be that mean to her? There, there.”

Vivian exposed a breast and began to nurse a broken Alexis back to health. Kaya and Jacob stared at Vivian’s flesh and pink peaks and licked their lips involuntarily.

“Vivian… may I? Please!” Kaya begged.

“I told you, not until you can make my Jacob orgasm the way I do!” She cradled the back of Alexis’s head as the alien healed and powered up from Vivian’s sweet ambrosia. “Send Jacob over here and let me show you.”

Kaya did as she was told. Jacob flew toward Vivian like a toy on an invisible string.

Vivian opened her perfect mouth as Kaya shoved Jacob into her. As soon as he entered, Vivian wrapped every bit of her flesh against his and triggered a never-ending eruption of his salty heat.

“Mmm…” Vivian moaned as she slurped on Jacob’s delicious cock. The sound of her sent Kaya collapsing to the ground as both she and Alexis gushed their pussy juice down their thighs.

Vivian opened her mouth as Jacob began to fall, no longer under Kaya’s control.

“Oh Jacob. You’re still the only one for me! You want me to keep blowing you?” Vivian asked eagerly as she licked his cum off her lips.

“Oh god, Viv… between you and Kaya, I need a break,” he panted in exhaustion.

“Mm, I’ll be the judge of that. I think today will be the day I break you…”

Vivian wrapped her inviting mouth over his searing erection once more and locked eyes with Jacob, and he burst into his second neverending orgasm for the day.