The Gamer Chapter 1073 – Final Grind of the Year Interlewd – Bodysuit and Hypnosis (Patreon)

John and Momo entered their copied apartment one after the other. Moans that previously had been quiet and private grew in volume to broadcast the pleasure Rave brought to herself to those that would listen. Leaving it to Momo to close the door, the Gamer walked over to the couch where Rave was writhing.

Although she was still wearing her bodysuit, the semi-sentient fabric had thinned itself in accordance with her wishes. The result of this was, although the pink blend of latex, metal and neoprene still covered her, the details of her body were a lot more visible. The outline of her pussy, a clear camel toe, was visible in its sexually swollen need under her fingers. Hard nipples poked through where the tight one-piece hugged her chest. While the black of her reinforced gloves and thigh highs remained thicker than the rest, even they were reduced to mere decoration.

“Such a good girl,” John said and scratched his masturbating girlfriend’s chin. Purring and gasping, she gazed at him with depraved eyes. “I brought us an extra participant.”

“Yes, hello.” Momo waved awkwardly, while her clothes disappeared under her skin. “Should I wear fetish gear too or-“

“Oh damn!” Rave interrupted her and the integrity of the roleplay when she spotted the Lover’s Will mark. “When did that happen.”

Groaning, Momo answered, “Like five minutes ago. Don’t make a big deal out of it.”

“Okay? I’ll leave it at congratz, then.” Rave had more to say, John could read it in her eyes, but she stayed her tongue for now. Instead, she resumed the motion of her fingers. After a couple of seconds, she was back in the proper mindset. “Sorry, Master, I got distracted.”

“Your apology is useless,” John growled, even if his eyes spelled out that he didn’t mind, and snapped his fingers. “Are you my sex slave?”

“Yes, Master!”

“Then you should know your place. Get up.” Rave sighed when her fingers no longer rubbed her clit. Grabbing the backrest, she jumped over and landed next to John. Once she stood straight, he snapped his fingers. “Freeze.”

Rave’s body went still. Interested, a naked Momo walked over and waved her hand in front of the feline Lightbearer’s face. There was no reaction. Save for breathing and blinking, she was completely motionless. “Does that do anything aside from turning women you love into dolls to have emotionless sex with?”

“I’m not a big fan of emotionless sex,” John said and ran his fingers over Rave’s covered cunt. He felt a bit of twitching underneath, but the hypnotic suggestion held. “It freezes them in their current position, state of pleasure, ‘saves’ all pleasure they feel while they are frozen, and keeps them from climaxing until the state is lifted.” John grinned and pressed more intensely against her clit. “Want to try what it’s like? Now that the mark is on you, hypnotizing you shouldn’t be all that difficult. Although I have one condition.”

“…Okay, what would that be?”

“Garter belt, stockings and gloves,” he told her, and the sassy support sighed, even as she obeyed and formed all of the demanded pieces above her skin again. Semi-transparent, except for the rim, the stockings covered her legs most of the way up her thighs. Squished by the upper edge of the stockings and the straps of the garter belt, her thighs and ass looked fantastic with the black accents. The gloves of her maid uniform, complete with the Fusion symbol, gave her slender arms a feeling of elegance.

“I do look good in this,” Momo admitted.

“You do,” John whole-heartedly agreed, loving the monochrome aesthetic. The little elements of bright pink, her lips, her nipples and her pussy, provided a note of another colour. Just three were enough to make her absolutely gorgeous. Beauty in simplicity and the female form. “Lay down,” he instructed her.

Doing as she was told, Momo got comfortable on the couch and John started with the hypnosis. While he put her in trance, he continued to play with his frozen girlfriend. Things seemed to go smoothly, until he tried to put the first command on Momo’s mind. “Whenever I snap my fingers and ask ‘are you horny?’, you will feel an immediate surge in your lust, growing stronger each time I repeat ‘are you horny?’ Now, when I ask you the first time, you will give me a short answer.” He snapped his fingers and asked, “Momo, are you horny?”

“Eh, not really,” Momo responded dreamily, between casual and still entranced. The wet state of her pussy betrayed that as an absolute lie, but that wasn’t the real issue.

John groaned and stopped working on Rave’s upcoming series of orgasms for a moment to bend over the backrest. With a finger stab into her stomach, he ended Momo’s trance in a non-traditional way. Ignoring her complaints, he told her, “Listen to me, you contrarian, it won’t work if you don’t trust me and believe it will. You have to decide: do you want to ridicule me or do you want to cum your brains out in unusual ways? Because you will have to stop the former for like ten minutes so I can suggest all the commands to you.”

“Urgh, fine, I’ll play along,” Momo promised. “Put me back under.”

“I’ll need to vent some frustrations first,” John decided and turned back to his frozen girlfriend. Grabbing the thin cover of her cunt, he tore her bodysuit with one decisive movement. Initially, the material seemed like it would close the gap, but the repairs stopped when the tear had been turned into a hole that seemed more deliberate in its design. It even spread backwards to give access to her back entrance as well.

John was content with her pussy for the moment, curving two fingers into the wet hole and fingering her with such speed that the sounds echoed in the room. With his free left, he clawed into Rave’s hair. He focused on her expression, frozen with a slight, submissive smile on her lips, and stopped masturbating her to snap his fingers.

“Unfreeze,” he said the magical word.

“Ah… ah…hah…” Sudden pleasure rushed through Rave, making her take hyperventilating breaths, which shortly unloaded in a loud scream. “AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!” Before John’s eyes, her expression turned into one of raw bliss, hearts of pink light forming in her blue eyes while her body convulsed.

For several seconds, John enjoyed the sight, then he claimed her lips. Holding her in a tight hug while repeated spasms weakened her legs, he dominated her with intense kisses. Her athletic body nuzzled against him, her decently sized breasts pressed against him. The drum of her heartbeat hammered against his chest. When it started to slow down, he pulled back. “Did you like that?” he asked her.

“Not that big on the freezing but the unfreezing is so good.” Rave’s voice was weak and soft from the aftermath of the orgasm. “Ya know me, tiger, I like doing things.”

“You also like to fall out of your role,” John reprimanded her and snapped his fingers. “Are you my sex slave?”

“Yes, sorry, Master.” Rave lowered her gaze. “It won’t happen again.”

“It better not. Otherwise, I will confine you to ropes and toys. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”

“No, Master.” Keeping her head lowered, Rave’s response had just the right level of sheepishness to it.

He snapped his fingers. “Do you love my cock?”

An enthusiastic nod, “Yes, Master!”

“Follow me, on all fours,” he commanded her and made his way to a nearby armchair. Momo followed his movements with intense desire in her eyes. Once he sat naked in the chair, Rave lost no time to put hand and mouth on his cock, slowly licking her way up his shaft. Purring, she wrapped her lips around his girthy member and sucked him all the way into her throat. Her cheeks were caved in, the vibrations in her throat were steady and her cat ears flicked happily when John put a hand between them. “Okay, let’s keep going.”

Nodding, Momo laid back down and closed her eyes. This time, things went down without a hitch. Eager to actually experience the commands now, the sassy support let herself be affected by all of them. The list of them was expansive, and had it not been for John’s Perks, it would have taken a long while to properly induce all of the suggestions. As it was, just describing them was enough for her to get the basic gist. They would increase in potency once her mind actually associated the hypnotic phrases with pleasure.

The entire time, Rave kept her blowjob mild. She knew she shouldn’t interrupt and the suggestion she was affected by only made her worship his dick, not crave his cum. Although she didn’t edge him, at the end of the entire affair, John was ready to burst.

Doing it the traditional way, the Gamer turned the guidance of his hand into something more demanding. Rave picked up her speed immediately, sliding up and down his cock. Stopping only to give the head of his cock some extensive service with her tongue or to gyrate her head while her lips touched the base, she expertly and quickly brought him over the edge.

Seed pumped down her eager throat, transforming her purring into muffled screams. Dick deep inside her, demandingly holding her head down, John let the pleasure overtake him. Only when he felt a series of soft taps on the inside of his thigh did his arm relax, allowing Rave to slide up far enough that she could take a few desperate breaths through her nose.

Oxygen back in her system, Rave immediately resumed sucking him off. Despite her own spasms, the submissively attuned switch served obediently. In the aftermath of his orgasm, the bobbing of her head felt almost painfully incredible. Leaning back and just enjoying it, John let her massage every last drop from his shaft with her lips and tongue.

“You can be such a well-behaved cum dump,” John complimented her, just before snapping his fingers and saying, “Cleanse.”

All current suggestions were lifted with that simple word. Rave’s sucking of his cock turned a little less enthusiastic, but she kept going regardless. It took a whole lot less than a hypnotic suggestion to make any of his haremettes love giving him a blowjob. That was just the kind of heaven he had built for himself.

Another snap and the words, “Wide awake,” made it so Momo stirred from her trance on the couch. After about two seconds of stretching, the sassy support looked over.

With her ban on back talk lifted, she remarked, “Let me guess, that’s where you’ll want me too?” and gestured at Rave’s delighted service.

“No.” John’s hard dom voice caused Momo to shut and lower her chin. It was a mild change in body language, signalling that she knew well enough where he wanted this to go. The simple sound of his middle finger slapping against the base of his thumb preceded one of the craving amplifying questions. “Are you my butt slut?”

While Momo blushed and refused to answer the demanding question, Rave finally let go of his tongue-bathed cock. A perverted pop and a smile were the parting gifts of his girlfriend’s mouth. Turning around, remaining on all fours in the process, she placed her upper body on the low table and presented her butt. The cut-out in the bodysuit revealed both of her holes, glistening wet with overflowing pussy juice, waiting eagerly for his attention.

“Fuck my ass, Master,” Rave purred. Like the desire to suck his cock, her submissive mood remained even without the suggestions. They were an influence, after all – a guidance, nothing more. The satisfaction of using them came from the control they gave John over the scene, not their minds.

“Good that one of you knows how to behave,” John let out an overplayed sigh of frustration and snapped his fingers. “I ask again: are you my butt slut?”

“Yes!” Rave answered enthusiastically, curving her back so her butt rose that little bit more to prominence. The fabric of her body suit was stretched so far that the surface reflected the light as clear lines on the pink surface. John couldn’t help himself but give the sinful display a quick slap. “MASTER!” she screamed in delight while her perfect backside jiggled delectably.

Simultaneously, Momo gave up her spot on the couch and quietly walked over. Her attitude had been tamed, for the moment, buried under her self-evident desire to obey the suggestion. Mimicking Rave’s posture, the fairy maid placed herself next to her fellow haremette. Raised, the straps dug into her fat ass and created minor trenches in the pale white spheres.

Momo’s ass, like that of all the Artificial Spirits John had made, had ended up being larger than that of his girlfriend. It had never been his intention, all three of them had just ended up that way for varying reasons. All three of them were also taller than Rave, so it didn’t look overtly disproportionate. John might have preferred the fine balance of the shapely behind of his girlfriend’s bubble butt; however, nobody would have ever caught him saying that the massive asses of any of his maids were short of fantastically enticing.

Slapping Momo’s squishy smooth behind had her yelp with pain and pleasure. Still, she refused to voice anything. “Are you my butt slut?” John asked, following another snap. The sassy support’s body answered, raising her butt to hip-height alongside Rave, but her words stayed silent. “Look at me, both of you,” he demanded and the two turned their heads.

Rave had an open-mouthed grin on her face. As much as she currently needed to get her asshole ploughed, she also enjoyed the bit of consensual torture Momo was being put through. For her part, the white-haired girl was panting heavily. It only got worse when John used Master Stud and Jack to triple the dick count, while keeping the number of actual men in the room the exact same.

“Whichever of you pleases me more gets both of her holes filled,” he said, stroking his dicks for effect and spreading the natural lube of precum over the length. “The other will only get her ass fucked. That wouldn’t do, right?” He snapped his fingers. “Are you my butt slut?”

“I am your slut, Master!” Rave immediately cried out. “Only for ya, I’m a submissive, cock hungry little slut. I need to serve your needs, tiger. Your cock, I crave your cock in any of my holes. My mouth, my pussy, my ASS,” she almost screamed that word with desire, “you can fuck me however ya want!”

Momo was still silent, eyes fixated on John’s double cocks. Trembling pink lips betrayed that she was about to finally break. Coercing a confession from her was almost as satisfying as bullying one out of Gnome. “If you beg properly,” John said and snapped his fingers, ending her resistance with one more suggestion, “I will bring you release.”

“FUCK ME!” Momo screamed, her fat ass trembling. “You’re a massive stud, okay, Master?! I need your dick - your dicks - inside me. Stretch out my asshole! Keep hammering my ass until I pass out from the pleasure. You can do that to me, I beg that you do that to me I—I’m your butt slut!”

John grinned and got up. Hotdogging his lower, actual, dick between Momo’s ass cheeks had her groaning with need. Exchanging a glance with Rave, he let his girlfriend know who the actual winner was. This was more about encouraging the kind of behaviour the Gamer loved to see. She winked back, signalling her complete understanding.

“See, you can be a good, obedient girl,” John complimented her. Any sassy response she had, he silenced by giving her round butt a couple more slaps. Cries of delighted pain accompanied the aligning of his cocks with her ready holes. Once he pushed inside her, any words were lost anyway.

Sliding into Rave was a quick affair. The feline Lightbearer threw her head up in an ecstatic howl when Jack immediately started to hammer her asshole. Momo was no less ready, but he had to carefully stretch her sphincter at the same time as sliding into her pussy.

Momo was breathing rapidly, quick moans bursting from her lips each second, while John grabbed her by the hips and pushed further and further inside her. Both women were ready to climax from the moment he touched them, but neither did. The last command he had used demanded, both psychologically and through the actual control he had through the Lover’s Will mark, that they did not climax until they felt his seed on or inside them.

While Momo knew this and made attempts to hurry things along by thrusting towards him, her body was too wracked by the bottling pleasure rushing through her to actually move properly. Once he was fully inside the bent over support, John told her, over the begging and moaning of his submissive girlfriend, “You wanted to pass out from the pleasure.”

“Y-yessshhhhh,” Momo slurred, only to scream when he started to move. Slow at first, he savoured the sensations of her insides. Her pussy’s folds clenched around his cock in their dripping wetness, while her asshole was incredibly tight, from the grip of her sphincter to her actual backdoor. A hole that, in Artificial Spirits, existed solely to get fucked.

“Then get ready for the whole experience of being one of my haremettes,” he warned her while she still had enough presence of mind to hear. Already, she must have felt even more sensitive than she had during the Christmas orgy. The setting at the time might have elevated things, but the hypnosis and Lover’s Will mark pleasure increase put things on parity, at least.

From that point, John made things even worse for her.

Gradually, he increased her pleasure. Each thrust was another percent and the speed at which he fucked her grew rapidly. Soon, the full 100% sensitivity increase had been reached, an effect that multiplied with his own pleasure outputs for ecstatic effects.

Although he put the same effect on Rave, there was hardly any comparison between the seasoned connoisseur of Gamer sex getting her bubble butt ploughed and the relentless double penetration of the recently marked Momo. While the feline Lightbearer remained in her position, dark boot covered legs straight, ass up and arms on the low table, Momo collapsed.

Holding her quivering body, John carefully lowered her on the table. Once she was securely on the smooth surface, he resumed fucking her. Soft and bouncy, her big butt cushioned the repeated impacts of his heavy and fast thrusts. The sensation of the ripples combined with the hand at the back of her neck, keeping her writhing body pinned, to greatly enhance the dominant Gamer’s experience. The only thing else he could ask for, Momo gave him freely.

“CUM!” she screamed for the one thing she wanted most right now. “CUM! INshhhhhhide ME- AAAAAAH! Fill me up! Cum! My holes…. Fuuuuuuuck… fill me… INSIDE ME! CUM INSIDE ME!”

John was eager to oblige and sped up his thrusts for the final stretch. Both women felt his impending release and roared wantonly, with pleading words on their lips, before growing silent when his shaft quivered and his balls tensed.

Eyes rolled up in their sockets, cunts squirted and bodies trembled, as the much-needed climax finally arrived. Rave retained some control, although her legs quivered and her agape mouth was contorted into a grin. Momo was completely lost to the moment. Her tongue lolled out, she drooled on the table while creating a puddle under her marked cunt, and would have thrashed all over the place, had John not still held her down.

With two of the finest asses in the entire world pressed against him, John stayed still and let his cum paint their insides white. Their submission and their tight holes made the experience beyond incredible. Every day he felt it and never did he tire of it. Dropping into the pleasure, his overactive mind was completely subsumed. A tranquil ecstasy that only ended when the last drop of seed had been wrung from his cocks.

Then he pulled out of the unconscious Momo. Towards the end of her orgasm, her fluttering eyelids had closed completely and now she laid there, limp and recovering. The sassy support was satiated for now, but the same could not be said for his girlfriend.

After fucking all three of her holes simultaneously, she too was satisfied.