I Enslaved The Goddess Who Summoned Me

“What…what are you doing?!” A voice from the side interrupted us, snapping me back to reality. I turned my head to see Rena standing there, her eyes wide with shock, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson. She had been watching us, witnessing the entire exchange, and now she stood frozen in place, unable to tear her eyes away from the scene unfolding before her.

“Do you want to join us?” I asked, my voice cutting through the thick air of the cave, as I turned my gaze towards Rena. My eyes, now partially revealed with the mask removed, fixed on her. Only my right blue eye remained hidden, but the sight of my exposed face seemed to strike her like a physical blow. For a moment, she stood there, frozen, her breath caught in her throat.

The surprise and shock were evident in the widening of her eyes, the way her lips parted in a silent gasp. But she was quick to recover, shaking her head with a vehement force as if trying to dislodge the images from her mind.

“No way! Disgusting!” Her voice was laced with denial, but her words betrayed a tremor that echoed through the small, enclosed space. Yet despite her strong rejection, I noticed the way her gaze lingered, how she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the scene unfolding before her. It was as if a part of her was entranced, unable to look away, even as she tried to convince herself otherwise.

“You didn’t miss a single beat,” I noted with a smirk, the corner of my mouth curling upwards in amusement. Her reactions were a mixture of revulsion and something deeper, something more innate that she couldn’t quite suppress.

“Then watch,” I commanded, my voice taking on a firmer tone. I could see the internal struggle in her eyes, the way her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, almost as if her very skin was on fire. The embarrassment was evident, but so was the curiosity, a forbidden intrigue that she couldn’t quite deny.

“I…I don’t want to watch this!!” Rena’s protest was almost frantic, her voice rising in pitch as her face grew even redder, if that were possible.

“Let me go!” She shouted.

“You are free to go,” I replied, my tone almost casual, as if her struggles meant nothing to me.

“Really?!” Her eyes lit up with a fleeting hope, and without hesitation, she sprang to her feet, her body moving with a sudden burst of energy. She made a dash towards the exit of the cave, her steps quick and frantic as if she could outrun the situation, escape the pull of the emotions she couldn’t fully understand. But her freedom was short-lived.

With a dull thud, she collided with an invisible barrier, her head snapping back from the impact. “W..why?!” Her voice was filled with disbelief as she touched the spot where the barrier had repelled her, her hand hovering over the invisible wall as if she could somehow force it to disappear.

“You are free to go wherever in this cave,” I corrected myself with a cold amusement. The way her expression shifted from hope to despair was almost too delicious to ignore. The realization dawned on her slowly, her wide eyes reflecting the crushing truth—she was trapped, and there was no escape.

“This!” Her voice was a mixture of anger and confusion, a last-ditch effort to protest the unfairness of it all. But I had no intention of engaging with her further, not when I had better to do.

Ignoring her, I turned my attention back to Semiramis. She was still reeling from the intensity of our kiss, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she leaned against the wall for support. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and her lips were slightly swollen, still glistening with our shared saliva. The sight of her, so disheveled and flushed, sent a renewed surge of desire through me.

The small hickey I had left on the valley between her breasts seemed to pulse with life, a mark of ownership that only fueled my lust further.

“I’m going to fuck you, Semiramis,” I whispered into her ear, my voice a dark promise that made her entire body tremble. The words seemed to ignite something deep within her, a spark that quickly grew into an inferno of anticipation and fear. Her back hit the wall as she instinctively tried to retreat, but there was no escape from the inevitable.

Without waiting for a response, I slipped my hand inside her pants, my fingers moving with practiced ease as I navigated the tight fabric. It was a bit of a hassle, the material clinging to her skin, but I was able to. My fingertips brushed against the soft, damp flesh beneath, and I felt her shiver in response.

The wetness on my fingers was unmistakable, a sign of how ready she was, how much she had already given herself over to the moment.

“Hnn~” Semiramis closed her eyes, her body betraying her as a small, involuntary moan escaped her lips. The sound was music to my ears, a signal that she was already succumbing to the pleasure, her resistance crumbling with each passing second.

I smirked, feeling the power I held over her, and pushed my hand further down. The buttons on her pants gave way with a satisfying pop, the fabric finally parting to give me better access. My fingers traced the length of her dripping slit, exploring the smooth, slippery surface. The warmth of her pussy enveloped my hand, and I couldn’t help but smile as I noted how perfectly shaven she was.

“You shaved, didn’t you? Were you that excited and ready to get fucked by me, Semiramis?” I taunted, my voice low and teasing as I slid a finger inside her. The slick heat of her pussy welcomed me, and I couldn’t help but marvel at how tight and wet she was.

“Ahnn! M..y lord…hnnn❤️!” Her moans grew louder, her voice trembling with a mixture of embarrassment and overwhelming pleasure. The way she called out to me, the honorific slipping from her lips in such a vulnerable state, only spurred me on.

I began to move my finger inside her, exploring her narrow slit with a deliberate pace. The tight walls of her pussy clenched around my finger, the wetness making each movement smooth and easy. As I increased the tempo, Semiramis’s expression began to change, the tension in her face melting away into a look of pure ecstasy.

“Hmnn~ hnn~ y..yes~” Her voice was breathy, her words barely coherent as she surrendered to the sensations I was creating. Her juices flowed freely, coating my hand as I continued to finger her, but I didn’t care about the mess. My focus was entirely on her, on the way her body responded to my touch, on the look of bliss on her face.

I started to accelerate my movements, at first slowly, then picking up speed as I watched her reactions closely. The faster I went, the more intense her moans became, each one a testament to the pleasure she was feeling.

“Haa! Haa…hnnn!…hmnnn! Noooo!” Her cries filled the cave, echoing off the walls as I fucked her with my finger, the rhythm relentless.

I could see the build-up in her, the way her body tensed, her muscles contracting as she neared the edge. Her head shook frantically, as if she could somehow stave off the impending climax, but I wasn’t going to let her hold back.

“Cum for me,” I said, in ordering tone.

“M..y lorrrddd! Ahnnn!!” The words tore from her throat as she finally let go, her body shaking violently as the orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clenched around my finger, her juices gushing out in waves, drenching my hand and trickling down her thighs. It was a sight to behold, her complete surrender, the way she gave herself over to the pleasure, her legs buckling under the intensity.

As the last tremors of her orgasm faded, Semiramis’s body slid down the wall, her legs no longer able to support her weight. She sat there, her back against the cold stone, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she tried to recover. Her face was a picture of exhaustion and satisfaction, a deep flush coloring her cheeks as she looked up at me with a mixture of awe and disbelief.

Now I can fuck her.