I Enslaved The Goddess Who Summoned Me

“Rena-san, you’re alive. What are you going to do to us?” she demanded, her cold glare directed at me.

I stared at her, my expression unreadable. “I wonder.”

“If you kill us, you might as well start digging your own grave. The Gods will not let this affront go unpunished. They’ll come for you, and when they do, you’ll stand no chance,” Kaguya spat out.

I tilted my head slightly, considering her words with an air of almost casual curiosity. “What about Amaterasu? Won’t she be the first to come after me? Isn’t that her duty as your protector?” I asked, watching her closely for any flicker of truth or deceit in her eyes.

Kaguya hesitated, the briefest moment of uncertainty flashing across her face before she quickly composed herself. “No,” she said, her voice steadier now, but the lie was obvious. “She doesn’t care about me. You can kill me right now, and it won’t matter to her in the slightest.”

My smirk widened into something colder, more sinister. “Is that so? You expect me to believe that Amaterasu, the goddess who raised you like her own daughter, wouldn’t care if you died? You think she wouldn’t come tearing down the heavens themselves to avenge you?”

Kaguya’s eyes widened in shock, her attempt at maintaining composure crumbling at my words. She had underestimated me, and now the fear she had been trying to hide was plain on her face. “How do you—” she began, but the words stuck in her throat.

It pays to have the Goddess of Beauty as an ally.

Aphrodite is full of useful information.

“I’m quite certain Amaterasu would come for you, and that’s exactly what you want, isn’t it? You want me to kill you so that your precious goddess has a reason to kill me. Am I wrong?”

Kaguya fell silent, her lips pressed tightly together as she stared at the ground. Her silence was answer enough.

I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a whisper that only she could hear. “I’ll use you to bring about the downfall of your dear goddess.”

“No! Don’t! Please, don’t do that!” Kaguya’s face drained of color, her earlier bravado vanishing in an instant. The panic in her voice was undeniable now, a stark contrast to the composed warrior she had been moments ago.

“Why shouldn’t I?” I asked, my tone mocking as I straightened up. “You tried to kill me under her orders, didn’t you? Isn’t it only fair that you pay with your life? You were prepared to die when you came after me, weren’t you? That much should be obvious.”

“Please!” she begged, her voice trembling. “She’s a goddess! Do you have any idea what will happen if you kill a goddess?!”

I shrugged, utterly indifferent to her pleas. “I don’t really care about that,” I replied, my voice cold and final. The truth was, I had long since decided to take down the gods who had dared to threaten what was mine—Poseidon, the gods of Light, and now Amaterasu. Killing her would just be another step toward that goal of course if I really wanted to kill her.

The seriousness in my voice sent Kaguya into a deeper state of panic. She was beginning to realize just how grave the situation was, how close I was to actually carrying out my threat. “I-I’ll do anything! Please, don’t kill her!”

Kaguya’s fear was evident—she understood the magnitude of the threat I posed. Most would have laughed if I claimed I could kill a god, but Kaguya knew better. She had seen enough to know that my words were not empty threats.

“W-Why are you doing this? Just release us! We won’t come after you again!” Rena shouted from behind.

“Why am I doing this?” I echoed, turning to face her. “I’m merely retaliating for your attack. You and your companions came after me with the intent to kill, and now you expect me to just let you go with a promise that you won’t do it again? I don’t trust simple words, Rena.

I need something more than words if you want me to believe you.” My eyes bore into hers, letting her know that I wasn’t the kind of person who could be swayed by empty promises.

I turned my attention back to Kaguya.

“You said you’d do anything, right?”

“Y-Yes…” she stammered, her voice barely more than a whisper, laced with a hesitant resolve.

“Fair enough,” I murmured, taking a step closer to her. The distance between us closed rapidly, and with it, the tension in the air thickened. Her milky white eyes stared up at me, wide with confusion.

“I want your mouth to say yes as well,” I demanded.

“I already said yes…” Kaguya’s words were soft, almost as if she were trying to convince herself of the decision she’d made.

“Not in the way I wanted,” I responded coldly, my hands moving to the belt at my waist. The leather clasp gave way with a sharp snap, and Kaguya’s eyes widened in shock as realization dawned on her.

“!…” Her breath caught in her throat, the gasp of horror and disbelief almost inaudible.

“Y-You! Are you serious?!” Rena’s voice cut through the tension, her face flushing a deep crimson as she stared at me, aghast.

But I paid her no mind, my focus entirely on Kaguya, who was still trying to process the demand I had placed before her.

“Use your tongue and mouth the way you did earlier on my cock, and I won’t kill your beloved Goddess,” I said.

Kaguya glared at me, the last flicker of defiance in her eyes before she spoke. “Is that really what you want?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I want. Do it, and I will spare your Goddess. Or you can refuse and watch as she dies in front of your eyes. You could also try to end your own life, but Medea’s magic won’t let you. The choice is yours now—accept or refuse,” I laid it all out for her, knowing full well how this would play out. It didn’t matter to me; I had already won the moment she began to waver.

Kaguya bit her lower lip, soft and trembling, before she gave the faintest of nods. “I… I will.”

“I will what? Say it,” I commanded, not allowing her to escape the humiliation.

Her lips quivered, her face flushed with shame as she forced the words out. “I will use my… mouth and tongue for… your thing…”

“To suck my cock. Is that so hard to say?” I taunted, savoring every second of her degradation.

“I… I will suck your cock!” she lashed out.

“Good. Then start,” I said, glancing down at my pants.

Kaguya reached out with trembling hands, her face burning with shame as she hesitated. But the decision had already been made. With a shuddering breath, she lowered my pants, and my cock sprang free, erect and ready, as if Semiramis hadn’t drained me just the day before.

Thanks to the Clean Spell, it was immaculate—firm, pink, and glistening with readiness. Kaguya’s eyes widened as she looked away, her face a mix of revulsion and nervousness.

“T-This is…” she muttered, her gaze fixed on anything but the sight before her.

“Let’s not waste time, Kaguya. Amaterasu could be here any moment,” I warned. I cast a glance at Medea, who had been watching the scene unfold with empty, hollow eyes. She understood my unspoken command and quietly left the cave, leaving us alone.

Kaguya slowly turned her face back toward my cock.

“It won’t hurt you. Touch it,” I urged, grabbing her soft, delicate hand and guiding it toward my shaft, wrapping her fingers around the heated flesh.

“It’s h-hot…” she whispered, her blush deepening as she looked at me, clearly terrified of what was to come.

“Now stroke it,” I ordered, watching as she obediently began to move her hand up and down, the soft friction of her fingers sending jolts of pleasure through my body. Her touch, hesitant yet warm, was far more satisfying than I had anticipated.

Before long, my cock was fully erect, throbbing with the building intensity of the moment. Kaguya noticed the bead of pre-cum forming at the tip, her eyes widening in fear.

“Something… is coming…” she said nervously, her voice trembling as she spoke.

“It’s nothing dangerous. You can lick it,” I instructed, my voice calm and commanding.

“L-Lick?!”

“Yes, I told you to use your tongue and mouth, remember?” I reminded her.

She swallowed hard, her throat visibly convulsing with the effort. The last vestiges of her dignity were slipping away as she leaned forward, her lips parting in reluctant surrender. The warmth of her breath ghosted over the head of my cock, sending a shiver of anticipation down my spine.

I watched, a smirk tugging at the corners of my mouth, as she finally pressed her tongue against the swollen tip, her entire body tensing as if she were bracing herself for something far worse.

“Sluuurp!”

Her tongue was soft, tentative, as it flicked out to catch the bead of pre-cum that had gathered there. The taste must have been strange to her, perhaps even bitter, as she flinched retreating her head.

“How’s it?” I asked with a smile.

“W..what is that..” She asked.

“My semen. Now continue to lick.”

Kaguya reluctantly approached her lips again as she slowly dragged her tongue around the head, tracing the sensitive ridge with a careful, almost clinical precision. Her gaze flicked up to meet mine, searching for approval, for any sign that she was doing this right.

“Sluuurp!”

“Good,” I muttered, my voice rough with lust. “Keep going.”

Kaguya’s white eyes were glassy with shame, but she continued, her tongue now working more earnestly to coat the head in her saliva. I could feel her reluctance, the way she tried to distance herself mentally from what she was doing, but it didn’t matter. She was doing exactly what I wanted, and that was enough.

“Sluuurp~sluuurp~sluuuuuuuurp!”