"Well, I've made my decision," Makoto said, getting behind Ayane and sliding his thick cock into her dripping cunt without any foreplay. "You all need to learn to beg better, like her."
A sharp, ecstatic gasp tore from Ayane's throat as he plunged into her. Her body arched like a perfect bow of pleasure. Her cunt, already dripping, clenched around him in a hot, tight, and welcoming sheath.
"Yes!" she cried out, her voice raw and triumphant. "Fuck, yes! Thank you, Muzan-sama! Thank you!" She looked over her shoulder with a victorious grin. Her eyes blazed with manic, possessive fire as she looked at the other three women, as if saying. "I had won, I had fucking won the first turn."
Yuna's head snapped up, her eyes wide with fury and deep humiliation. "What?! But I... I did what you said!" She snarled at Ayane, who was now being fucked with raw, brutal intensity, and jealousy contorted her face.
Mika's angelic facade finally cracked. A single tear traced a path down her cheek. Her hands, which had been flat on the mat, clenched into tight, white-knuckled fists. She didn't make a sound, but her entire body trembled with silent rage.
And Mafuyu just sobbed and whispered, her voice muffled against the floor. "I'm so sorry... I didn't beg good enough... I'll try harder, honey..."
"Well, you did... okay too, Mafuyu-nee," Makoto said, pulling his cock out and slamming it into Mafuyu next.
"Gah!" Mafuyu cried out as he slammed into her from behind. Her cunt, already flooded with the slick of her arousal, took him in completely with a tight and desperate embrace. The unexpected pleasure was so intense it short-circuited her brain. "Oh! Oh, god! It feels so good!" she gasped. "Thank you! Thank you, dear!"
Ayane let out a choked, incredulous gasp. "Hey, I haven't even cum yet, boss!" she protested, shocked and humiliated. She was supposed to be the chosen one. Now she has become just... the appetizer. The realization sent a new jolt through her. She just watched Mafuyu take her turn with a pout on her face.
Yuna's head snapped up, her eyes wide. "You... you can't just... switch, big bro!" she sputtered. "That's not how it works! There are rules!" But her body betrayed her. Her hips gave a small, involuntary twitch, like a silent, desperate plea for him to take her too.
Mika stays silent among the chaos and unpredictability. She found this... beautiful. She watched, her breathing shallow, her cunt slick with a fresh wave of arousal.
"Damn... I can never get enough of this thicc ass." Ignoring the others, Makoto gripped and slapped Mafuyu's ass cheeks. "Here's the payback for your cuddle last night!" Her thick, heavy ass cheeks jiggled from the force of his slap, making a sharp, wet crack sound in the quiet room.
A beautiful, angry red handprint bloomed on her pale skin. Mafuyu didn't flinch. She just pushed back against him, a silent, desperate plea for more.
He pressed Mafuyu's head down onto the bed, his hand restricting her throat. "You love this, don't you, masochist bitch?" His words, "masochist bitch," were the last thing Mafuyu heard, and they hung in the air like a devastating humiliation.
"Keep choking me, please!" Her eyes were rolled back, showing only the whites, and soft, ragged gasps escaped her parted lips.
Then, Mafuyu's whole body shook, her cunt quivered violently. "I'm cumming, I'm gonna cum so hard, honey!" A small, wet patch spread on the white sheets beneath her, showing the sheer force of her orgasm.
"Thank you... Makoto..." She collapsed onto the futon, boneless, trembling, and completely broken in the best way.
Makoto giggled and pulled his cock out of Mafuyu's sloppy cunt. His cock was still thick and hard, glistening with her fluids. He stood there for a moment like a demon king surveying his prey, and posed his question to the two remaining girls. "Who's next?"
"Me!" Yuna screamed, desperate and furious now. The last shred of her tsundere pride had been annihilated. She scrambled forward on her hands and knees, her costume in disarray, her eyes blazing with wild, possessive fire.
"Fuck me, you asshole!" she snarled, her face a mask of rage and need. "You owe me! I'm the main wife! You can't just fuck the side chicks and leave me begging like a fucking dog! Now get over here and put your dick where it belongs!" It was the most aggressive, insulting, and perfectly Yuna-style begging he had ever heard.
But before he could react, a quiet presence appeared at his feet. Mika had crawled over and kneeled before him like a perfect doll. Before Makoto could do anything, she leaned forward and took the tip of his cock into her mouth.
Mika's tongue darted out to lick away Mafuyu's slick from the head. Then she looked up at him, her cheeks slightly puffed out, her eyes saying everything she needed to say. "Me! Choose me! I will be the best. I will be the most obedient. I will swallow all your sins."
"You're good, Mika," Makoto said, patting her head. "But you sucked my cock without asking for permission. Your punishment will come later." He gently pushed her away.
Mika froze in her place. His praise, followed by his gentle rejection, was a dizzying psychological torment. The rejection made her pussy throb and clench even harder.
Without pouting or protesting, Mika just gave a small nod of understanding. Then she crawled back to her spot with the eerie grace of a perfectly trained pet. As she resumed her all-fours position, her face was a mask of obedience, but her brown-pink eyes were now fixed on Yuna with a thick intensity like poison.
Makoto slowly walked toward Yuna. "Lie down and spread your legs."
A sharp gasp escaped Yuna's lips. The fury on her face melted away in an instant, replaced by a look of victory. She had thrown the biggest tantrum, made the most demands, and she had won.
"Fucking finally, Demon King," She practically scrambled into position on the futon, a graceless movement that was pure Yuna. With her Shinobu costume a disheveled mess, Yuna lay on her back and threw her legs open, spreading them as wide as they could go.
"Show me how much your cunt wants it, Incest Hashira[1]." He giggled and leaned in to sniff her cunt.
The nickname and his actions hit her like a physical blow. A deep blush flooded her face, clashing beautifully with her triumphant expression. "...Incest Hashira? It's Insect Hashira, idiot!" she whispered, the words carrying both shame and twisted pride.
She didn't hesitate to follow the rest of his command. Her hand went down between her legs, her fingers finding her clit through the slick wetness that had soaked her underwear. "It wants your cock and your cum, Demon King," she panted, her voice broken and needy.
She pushed her hips up in a desperate offering gesture. Her cunt was flushed and shameless. "It's dripping for you, always for you. Now fucking take it and fill it up, you fat, pig bro!"
Mika watched from the side. Ayane just leaned back on her elbows with an appreciative grin on her face. "As expected from the Main Wife," she purred with amusement. "Takes a real psycho to beg that hard."
"If you still have some spare strength, get on all fours next to Mika and wait for your turn, Ayane," Makoto grinned.
"Oh, I have plenty of strength left, boss," Ayane purred. "I wouldn't miss this for the world." She rose from her sprawled position, then sauntered over and took her place beside Mika.
Her Mitsuri costume was a vibrant splash of color against the tatami, and she made sure her ass was angled just right. She glanced at Mika with a challenging smirk. A silent, thrilling challenge passed between the two waiting wives.
[1] This is a pun, not a typo lol