Teng Yu grabbed the big fat buttocks of the Sacred cocksleeve Priestess and rammed his cock straight!
Thwop! "AHH!"
He screamed as a slipper was slapped against his naked fat ass from behind! He turned in shock to find an aged BBW in her 60s. This woman had graying medium length hair, big saggy breasts, flabby belly fat and thick meaty thighs. Her face was roundish with wrinkles and she was wearing a white bra and a wrinkled white skirt that clung to her massive fat buttocks.
"M-mother, what are you doing!" Teng Yu exclaimed in shock.
"What are you doing Yu! I was having such a nice dream of having become an Empress but your slapping and shouting woke me up! Who is this slut!? How dare you fuck her in my house? Kyah! How dare you point your ugly dick towards me?" The BBW GILF shouted nonstop and slapped Teng Yu's hard dick with her slipper again and again.
SSTAK! SSTAK! PPAH! SSTAK!
"Ugh! Uhh! Fuck! Stop! Old hag!"
"Who are you calling old hag? I served 40 years as Teng Clan's Polished Sleeve! Raised you on my own. Trained you! And you're calling me an old hag?" The GILF grabbed Teng Yu's fat cock and squeezed that instead of the balls.
"Hah…stop…mother…uff…" Teng Yu hugged her but ended up thrusting his dick inside her hand, using it as a cocksleeve. His hands were grabbing the massive fat buttocks. He pushed her against the wall and kissed her cheek; struggling to restrain himself.
Fwap-fap-fap…shalck…
"Hah…sweet mother, I'm in the middle of harvesting a Sacred sleeve! I'm old enough to have a cocksleeve of my own, wouldn't you agree? And you're ruining my opportunity!"
The GILF's face reddened as she calmed down and was stupefied as her horny son used her hand as a sleeve, thrusting slowly. Her Imperial Lotus bead reacted to his yang essence and began to secret her vessel mist qi!
Now this complicated things as Teng Yu inhaled the vessel mist qi, and reacted by thrusting harder while his mother gripped his fat cock harder, giving him good pressure and a sleeve.
"Mwah…mwah…" Teng Yu kept kissing the old woman's fat cheeks and neck.
"Ahn…y-yes…hehe, you're old enough uff. G-go dual cultivate with mmmf…." She shut up as Teng Yu kissed her lips; fully turned on. The breast yin he had consumed was no joke!
Fwap-fap-fap-fap-fap!
"Mwah…ahmm…chu…slurp…" The mother's body was in heat too. Years of practice of dual cultivation had polished this sleeve to act automatically whenever a dick touched it. Her Imperial Lotus bead secreted the yin essence and her pussy became wet for action.
Teng Yu's hands were now on his mother- Xila's saggy breasts, kneading them hard and soon yanked her bra off her body, rendering her top naked. Staring at the brown big tits Teng Yu salivated. These were the tits he had suckled on as a baby and now again! He pulled the two breasts together and sucked the big tits into his mouth.
"Mwah…ahmm…slurp…"
"Ahhnn..ahn…such a naughty boy!" Xila moaned while stroking Teng Yu's fat cock with a hand and removing her skirt with the other. She had white panties on that were swallowed into her buttcrack from behind.
Teng Yu was distracted by Xila and did not realize that it already had been several minutes! He had settled for an old wilting Imperial Lotus while ignoring the superior young Heavenly Nectar!
As for Elara; she had suffered a vexing delay at the moment of her peak arousal. Just when she was about to lose her virginity from the man who had imprinted her brain and turned her stupid for his cock, he had been stolen by an old hag!
"Argh!" From outside the window a groan was heard and ignored. The warrior from earlier was now clutching his belly as he groveled on the floor while his attacker climbed up the window and entered the shop. His shadow fell upon the naked gorgeous body of the Priestess and his muscular short built gained her attention. This man had messy blue hair, a squarish average face and glaring round eyes. He was known as inspector/warrior Drulin.
He raised his hand and delivered a powerful slap on the young milf's face, dumbfounding her and creating a very faint mental imprint in her brain.
PPAH! PPAH! PPAH! PPAH! SSTAK! PPAH! PPAH! PPAH! PPAH!
Loud slaps kept resounding in the shop. Each slap infused with Sun-Pulse qi, leaving a burning sensation and balancing the yin qi released by Elara's essence bead into her meridians.
"Ahnn! Ahh! Wuh! Kyah!" Elara screamed a few times before falling silent in a stupor. Each slap was marking her as this man's pet!
"Oye-oye…!" Teng Yu finally regained his senses and realized what was going on. The best cocksleeve that he had luckily captured and marked was getting stolen!
"Hah, sorry to intrude into your lovemaking. This is a runaway Priestess who must have gotten aroused by watching your morning sex and gotten naked herself." Drulin said to Teng Yu. "I must stop her from getting away and thus imprint her temporarily."
PPAH! PPAH! SSTAK! PPAH!
Two minutes later an awkward silence was echoing in the shop. Elara had slumped onto a chair and was dazing while her body was still primed for sex. Drulin's dick was hard but he was rather disciplined and didn't try to take advantage of Elara. Instead he tapped his spatial ring and summoned a red silk sheet to cover her up. His gaze then fell upon Xila who was gaping at him while still grabbing the fat cock of her son.
"That's an experienced aged sleeve you've got." Drulin nodded up towards Teng Yu who blinked into awareness. He realized that he had missed the chance to claim the best sleeve he had ever seen!
"We can swap." Teng Yu offered and Drulin chuckled.
"This one is Sacred. I have none of my own."
"You can have this one if you want." Teng Yu said mirthlessly. His anger was cold and heavy. Xila felt it too; realizing Elara's value and the chance her son had at levelling up but was soiled by her rashness. She looked at him apologetically but Teng Yu wouldn't look back at her.
Drulin observed Xila lustfully. Old women were considered treasures for low-ranking cultivators. Aged Polished Sleeves like Xila could endure usage by multiple men, knew many sex techniques and were the best foul yang dumpsters. Their value was high. Being offered such a promising sleeve, any man would be foolish to not accept.
"Then, I'll be taking her, thank you very much!" Drulin agreed. Teng Yu felt a sting he wasn't expecting. Not only did he lose a chance to become Elara's dao partner, but was also losing his mother who was very likely to compensate him with dual cultivation for her mistake!
"…You're welcome. Say, does this Priestess have a handler? I happen to be a suitable candidate." Teng Yu wasn't going to accept defeat easily. He was also wondering if he could fight this inspector and succeed in deflowering the stupefied Priestess.
"No, she doesn't. But it is the sect elders who choose handlers for Sacred sleeves. One cannot volunteer." Drulin explained.
"But as compensation for such an experienced Polished Sleeve, surely you could put in a word for me? I am a tier 2 alchemist; very close to breaking through to tier 3!" Teng Yu bargained.
"Almost all handlers are usually alchemists who gets to assist Priestesses in their duties, but tier 4 is the basic requirement." Drulin said apologetically.
"…Tier 4 is too much!"
"Haha, but I'll definitely put in a good word for you. Since you were crucial in capturing this runaway sleeve, and you could have marked and deflowered her but didn't; you will likely be given a chance!" Drulin said optimistically; not knowing that Teng Yu had already marked the Priestess and almost deflowered her too!
"Then…" Drulin approached the astonished GILF; grabbing her waist and pulling her close. His heated gaze made her blush and his firm grasp on her fat buttocks reminded her of her status in society as a woman. She was a cocksleeve; as all women are.
Drulin left the shop, parading Xila in her underwear while keeping Elara covered by the sheet. Teng Yu was left behind alone as a naked loser.
***
It was noon when Elara was brought into the temple. She had regained her senses and wrapped the large sheet skillfully like a dress covering her full body save the shoulders and arms. Her essence bead was finally calm but her mind was in unrest. Images of Drulin and Teng Yu were emerging in her mind repeatedly and she could not stop thinking about how well Teng Yu had beaten and subjugated her and almost fucked her! And how Drulin had apparently saved her, although she could not remember much as she was in a stupid trance at the time.
As Drulin led Elara onwards, his hand stayed on her lower back and Elara wished he would slide it down to caress her ass. She had known this man for many years and he was a disciplined strict one. She knew there was no chance he would take advantage of her.
And so images of Teng Yu's fat cock emerged in Elara's mind, reminding her of its size, warmth and taste; and how Teng Yu had taken advantage of her; almost succeeding in raping her! But for some odd reason, instead of anger, a shy excitement thrilled Elara's heart.
"Why would you run?" Drulin asked at this point, regaining her attention.
"Wouldn't you? If you were a woman like me?"
Drulin realized what was going on in Elara's mind. This was a men's world where women were cocksleeves that helped men level up in cultivation. It wasn't unfair but logical. The biology of the women established them as subservient gender. Even Goddesses were no different. Of course many women didn't like it and wanted to break free.
"I wouldn't." Drulin said coldly and stopped. His hand finally moved down, grabbing Elara's right hip firmly and making her stiffen. "I wouldn't run away. You shouldn't run away either. Face your reality. How long can you survive without a man's yang essence? How long until your Heavenly Nectar bead freezes you with its cold yin essence? You need men. And as a Sacred Sleeve you are given rights to live a useful respectable life."
"What part of serving men's cocks is respectable?" Elara's face turned red.
"You speak as if you loathe the idea, but wasn't it you who made my warriors cum with your body, and then bent over naked to a fat bald ugly man to surrender your everything?" Drulin scoffed and Elara felt ashamed.
"I…didn't know what came over me. Those men they…"
"Of course they tried to fuck you. Who wouldn't?"
PPAH!
Drulin slapped Elara's ass and she whimpered. "Sacred or not, a woman is a cocksleeve. Your body craves to be conquered." Drulin pushed Elara against a pillar. "You need to be disciplined by either a handler or a dao partner. You will be assigned both soon enough. Your sleeve will be thoroughly used by them and fulfil its purpose. So keep your pussy in control until then. Do not insult the Sun clan's laws."
"Hah…you do it. Discipline me." Elara yanked the red sheet, exposing her huge saggy breasts. She was turned on from this manly ranting of Drulin's. "Since I'm just a cocksleeve, you can use me just fine, right?" Hurt seeped her words despite the rising lust.
Drulin's dick hardened and he was tempted to fuck this slut Priestess in the temple but he controlled himself. Slowly, he pulled the sheet back on Elara's breasts and kissed her lips shortly.
"Perhaps someday. Maybe if you choose to become Sacred Dumpster that anyone can freely use…" He said; words tinged with deprave lust.
"Hah…you'd like that? Then even commoners will get to fuck me and seed me." Elara huffed.
"I don't know. I just know that I would not mind pounding you senseless and using you as my cocksleeve and foul yang dumpster someday." Drulin confessed.
"You can use me right now." Elara said longingly.
"Sigh…no." Drulin stepped back and sighed. "This isn't real…your lust. It's because I've imprinted you."
"You did?" Elara couldn't remember the 100 slaps. "well since a sleeve's wishes do not matter, what do you care?"
Drulin's mouth opened and closed during a brief pause before he whispered, "but I do care."
Elara's heart began to beat while her lust transformed into love. Here was a man who could fuck her, and she was willing to let him. But despite his words and desires, he was always only protecting her. From the world and from himself.
"But until how long?" Elara whispered more to herself than to Drulin.
"We'll know…" Drulin said sadly and led her onwards again.
***
The Temple was a large building built underground. Its placement beneath the ground that men walked upon made its point for its residents. The Priestesses were not allowed to exit it except for healing services or chastisement. Both of which were humiliating experiences. And so, all the women actually thought of their temple cage as their safe haven and preferred to be locked up inside rather than be outside. Their superior sensitive bodies could easily be corroded by low ranking cultivators or commoners, thus it was best for them to be protected in this gilded cage.
There were numerous pillars, each with detailed craftsmanship. The roof was a mural of religious paintings depicting deities of the heaven. The Goddesses were depicted with realistic 3D sculptures. They had big breasts and hips and were often shown bent over while naked Gods approached them.
Then there was a large fountain in the center of the temple that depicted 8 naked Goddesses getting fucked by the 8 generations of Sun clan Patriarchs. This was actual history. All those patriarchs had entered Ascendent tier in cultivation and seeded the heavenly Goddesses! Even the Goddesses were thus called Primordial sleeves. These Goddesses would grant their fuckers great boost in cultivation, powers and themselves would fall to lower levels of heaven. They could also be tamed and brought to the mortal world.
One example was right in front of Elara and Drulin. They stared at the center statue. It was lifelike, because it was a real Goddess! 8 feet tall with dark skin, curly black hair, a toned body with firm big breasts and buttock. She was naked with her mouth open, arms up, legs spread; showing her divine blackpink pussy.
"Look at her. Goddess Kely. She was once worshipped by us but seeded by the previous patriarch and brought down to serve the succeeding patriarchs & elders as a blowup doll." Drulin spoke. "She can see, hear and feel everything that happens around her, but she cannot move."
"The perfect woman for men." Elara said coldly.
"The perfect evidence of how the universe functions." Drulin corrected her. Goddess Kely is now a divine dumpster. The elders and high rankers can take permission from the patriarch to empty their chaotic or polluted yang essence into the Goddess. She cannot provide them cultivation benefits as all her power has been drained by the previous patriarch; but she can absorb infinite amount of polluted essence."
"Do you have any polluted essence you need to unload?" Elara teased and Drulin smirked.
"Well I acquired an aged Polished Sleeve just this morning so I'll be fine."
Elara rolled her eyes and sighed. She let Drulin lead her onwards again. Her eyes flitted; noticing other Priestesses watching her. Some of them were hiding behind pillars; the others huddled together and whispering.
"How much of their voices had been suppressed. How much they had been tamed before their sleeves were even taken. What more can they give now other than their spineless bodies to their oppressors?" Elara wondered.
"They seem bothered. It could be your running off that has unsettled them." Drulin muttered.
"Nobody is holding them back from running away themselves." Elara scoffed. "Oh, wait, there is. Horde of men who need their cocks serviced by them."
"It'll go back to what we discussed already." Drulin shook his head. "Both genders need each other."
"Then why aren't they equal?"
"…Power." Drulin muttered and Elara nodded up. He was right. Power was the only factor here. Women simply didn't have the power to shatter mountains and bleed the earth. Their essence merely boosted the men's essence. This was a cosmic joke. The heavens had decided that men must rule over women.
"Welcome back, Priestess Elara." A handsome man smiled as he approached with group of men in white cloaks. This was an elder with his aides. They could be warriors, assassins, servants, eunuchs, counselors or simply goons. One could not tell. This was a splendid way to hide one's prowess in plain sight. All the elders employed this method. Instead of glorious liveries and costumes; they dressed their aides in pain priestly clothing, letting their rival guess what kind of a group was moving with them and for what purpose.
"Elder Nork." Drulin acknowledged the middle-aged elder. "You seem younger than the last time I saw you."
"Haha, I just used a Sacred Sleeve. These Priestesses are amazing I tell you. Their vaginas just suck the cock in and purifies our yang essence like a Goddess! I had to give two of my Polished Sleeve daughters to that Priestess' dao partner. The handler was convinced once I promised to share the Sacred Sleeve with him. It's been amazing!" Nork said happily.
"Congratulations. Your cultivation will only grow faster now." Drulin beamed.
"Oh yes, but honestly that sleeve has been used thoroughly by her horny partner. There isn't much progress. I'm thus using her only for the pleasure. Why don't you join in?"
"Thank you. I acquired myself an aged Polished Sleeve dumpster. I intend to do some inner cleansing for a few days."
"Oh? Those are treasures. Good find then! But honestly, nothing compares to fresh virgin Sacred Sleeves, such as Priestess Elara here." Nork casually pulled Elara's sheet off her; baring her huge saggy breasts and fondled one.
"Look at this high quality stuff. I could use her. Too bad the Patriarch has his eyes on her and her sister Megha."
Elara's face darkened as her body was discussed in front of her and shown off like a commodity. Hearing her sister's name from this pervert's mouth was like acid in her ear and a knife in her gut.
"Unless Elara choose me as her dao partner. That would be great! What do you say Elara? I'm quite handsome and strong. A tier 2 Lord! You'll be happy with me." Nork pinched Elara's inverted nipple; trying to pull it out. As an elder he had the right to scrutinize any Sacred Sleeve in the Temple. He just could not dual cultivate with them freely.
Elara looked at Drulin and his inability to stop the elder even if he wanted. She moaned and blushed, trying to insult Drulin or poke him into action through this elder's vile act.
"Ummhh…elder Nork, how do you intend to use me as your sleeve?" She batted her eyes, flirting with the villain and exciting him.
"Oh? Hehehe I will fuck you while you pray to your Goddess Durega in front of her alter. I will have filthy commoners group around us and bombard you with slaps so you will get imprinted by them all & become polluted. Only intense plowing by my cock will be able to cleanse you. But I won't do that…" Nork smirked, running his other hand down her navel and grabbing her vagina under the sheet.
"Ahnnn…hannh…you are so perverted elder Nork…" Elara moaned erotically. She was turned on now but was afraid that her nipples would begin to secret breast yin which will disclose her secret and immediately put her into a series of repulsive situations.
By law, once a woman develops breast yin or breast milk after birth, Her breasts become a resource. She is milked daily in the clan's dairy! She also becomes eligible to Sacred Dumpster category! Meaning anyone could fuck & seed her. Even commoners! Of course it is controlled by her handler and requires her dao partner's permission.
If Elara's breasts leaked; without a dao partner or a handler; she would be claimed by whoever discovers it! She would become Nork's personal cocksleeve!
For some odd reason, images of the naked fat bald Teng Yu emerged in Elara's mind. He was the one who had discovered her breast yin. He could become her dao partner if he was a high ranker. The very thought of him as her partner revulsed Elara but also turned her on.
"I will make you summon your Goddess. Imagine her possessing you and then me fucking you and her both through your pussy!" Nork was excited and started rubbing Elara's pussy speedily.
Squish-slosh-slosh-splich…
"Ahhnn…ahhnnn…ohh! Goddess Durega!" Elara moaned aloud while clawing her fingers through her long red-highlighted black hair. Her essence bead began to release her yin essence that flowed out as watery droplets!
"Woha…she's in heat! Are you summoning the Goddess right now?" Nork rubbed the pussy faster and harder while squeezing Elara's heavy saggy breast.
Squirt! Spurt!
Breast yin spurted out of the brown nipple which had just popped outwards, but Nork missed it as Drulin shoved him away from Elara.
"That's enough elder Nork!" He shouted. "This is no longer a scrutiny but dual cultivation, forbidden by the law until approved by the Priestess's dao partner and observed by her handler. Elara has neither and thus I must protect her as a Inspector of the clan."
"Hah…haha…you sure are obstinate about rules." Nork squinted his eyes; trying to suppress his anger. He was just getting off when this lowly Grandmaster tier warrior spoiled his fun!
"Without rules, men would become animals."
Drulin covered Elara's lewd body with the red sheet and pulled her away while she was still in an aroused state. Nork glared at him for a moment before scoffing.
"Hmph, survival of the fittest requires men to become animals." He muttered.
***
Drulin clicked his tongue as he noticed Elara's tit still secreting breast yin and wetting the sheet. She was about to be presented to the Patriarch and high elders for their judgment. They could smell the breast yin easily.
"Control yourself. What are you doing?" Drulin frowned as he held her by the elbow.
"How can my body act like anything other than a Sacred Sleeve would?" Elara panted and leaned against him. "Suck it off." She yanked the sheet down, exposing her large brown areola and erect nipple.
"…fuck…" Drulin grabbed the exposed right breast and put his mouth to the nipple, sucking out the breast yin. There was no other way.
"Ahnn..yes…baby…" Elara grabbed Drulin's head and mussed up his blue hair. "Suck my tits…fuck me too…" She said selfishly. She was all for him. She had known him for a decade. They had a chemistry. He was her savior and her jailor in this gilded prison temple. She wanted him.
Drulin was trembling inside. His essence bead was shimmering with yang qi. The breast yin aphrodisiac had turned him horny as fuck. He grabbed Elara's waist with both hands and rammed his erect boner between her meaty thighs!
FWOP! FWOP! FWOP! FWOP!
"Hah…ahn…yes. You can take it out and fuck me!" Elara was all up for it.
"Hah…Elara…mwah..don't make me do this.."
"Do it. I allow you. Take me! Seed me! I'm yours!" Elara said emotionally and heatedly.
"Hnnng…NO!"
PPAH!
Drulin slapped both of Elara's thighs from the sides, pressing them together and used them to wank his clothed dick.
Fwap-fwap-fwap-fwap-fwap-fwap!
"Hah….ahhnnn….just fuck me…!" Elara also thrusted her fat buttocks in sync with Drulin's thrusts.
"Mmmh….mwahh..slurp…lawfully….righteously…mwah…" Drulin suckled her breast while hugging her waist.
"Ahnn…ahnnn…your essence…fill it into my body please!"
Fwap! Fwap! Fwap! Fwap! Fwap! Fwap!
"Elara….Elara…ufff!" Drulin panted as he thrusted faster and faster. His lust was peaking. He wanted to pull out his dick and use this cocksleeve for himself! But he didn't. He wouldn't.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Elara sighed in disappointment while Drulin panted against her breasts. The breast yin had stopped and he had climaxed; purging most of the lust the aphrodisiac had built up, though his dick was still hard and throbbing. He looked at Elara who looked hurt.
Elara knelt before him and pulled down his pants and underwear, to stare at the hard dick slick with warm cum.
"…Your dick is small." She blurted out, embarrassing the warrior before licking it clean and sucking the cum out from the tip. "How does it feel to have your puny dick serviced by a Priestess?" She teased.
At only 4 inches, Drulin could only match a teenager's dick. It wasn't even thick and his ballsack was small like two grapes put together.
"I made some sacrifices for cultivation." Drulin revealed.
"I like your cute cock." Elara kissed it and Drulin felt his heart melt. "I will worship it and make it feel good everyday."
Drulin was won over. He gazed into Elara's eyes and then knelt before her and kissed her deeply.
"I'll take you lawfully. Take me as your dao partner after your chastisement is over."
"Yes… I love you."
"I love you too!"
They embraced, kissed and breathed in each other's lingering essence, unaware that they were being watched by a shadow.
***
Drulin sighed as 5 black uniformed warriors surrounded them. These were Patriarch's personal guards. Each one a seasoned warrior expert in combat, assassination and spying; at the peak of Grandmaster cultivation level. Each one of them could wipe the floor with Drulin.
"This Sacred Sleeve has been summoned to Patriarch's bedroom." One of them spoke.
"Naked." Another one said, yanking the red sheet off Elara's curvy body, rendering her butt naked.
"And leashed." Another man tied a collar around Elara's neck tightly until it choked her and made her face redden.
SSTAK! "Ahhn!"
A tight slap landed on Elara's face, reminding her of the rules. No woman goes to meet the Patriarch on her feet. Elara knelt down on all fours. Her huge saggy breasts pressing against the floor and her fat buttocks arching outwards. She was yanked by the leash. She grunted and looked at Drulin with doe-like eyes, making his heart break and boil. But Drulin couldn't do anything anymore. He could only watch his beloved's humiliation.
Elara was led away by the guards. She crawled on all fours like a bitch. Her huge fat hips moving hypnotically. Drulin's puny dick hardened at this erotic sight. He could not take his eyes off the moist pink pussy that he could have deflowered, seeded and owned. But he was too righteous, and too weak.
Drulin made a series of decisions then and there. His gaze gleaming. "I must level up fast! I can no longer stay a Grandmaster. I must become a Lord!"
Only at Lord level could Drulin have a political power to affect decisions regarding Elara. He could become her dao partner as well, and protect her better against the other elders and even the Patriarch! But the road to Lord level was difficult. He could not do it alone.