Reincarnated as a Phoenix

Chapter 232.5 – Payback (18+)

---I have a bad warning for you all, this is the last/penultimate smut chapter. There will be another between the ending and epilogue, hence the slash. Its just that we really are getting close to the inevitable ending...

---If you can’t live without that lovebird loving, you can always go back and read the other iterations of their pervy adventures together. They always end up getting way more views than they probably should…

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“So… I’m guessing you aren’t feeling it too, Petra?”

“Heh… guess so Ikarus. I guess so”

Too stressed to even go out and drink, we get an hotel room and chill for what could be our last ever night together. With all the ominous shit about whatever is coming tomorrow, are we really to be expected to happily hump with no cares in the world?

…

Ah, who am I kidding? Just give us a moment and we’ll try to make things sexy again. I’m a gal with simple tastes and one of them will always be Petra’s ample bosom, and sexy arse.

Anyways, our room, or cave is how you would expect a dwarven cave to look, plain and not much in the way of decorations. There is stone furniture in and around the place and a bathroom, it’s not exactly ‘stimulating’ though.

Is this the day we go full caveman and roleplay like a bunch of neanderthals to make this place fitting? I’m not sure how we can make that sexy… the tribal like skimpy clothing could be sexy.

“I mean, we kinda have to do it if tonight could be our last. The question is Petra… how does my arse feel and look?”

“Heh, really doesn’t take much for you to get started Ikarus. Perfect… like always”

Crawling onto my wife who’s already sitting on the bed, I can’t help but begin to kiss her neck as my libido is already craving release. I think the thought of Petra wearing a leopard skin bikini is more than enough to go off, that’s basically what cavewomen wore after all, right? What if she were part beastkin as well? Okay… that shit is hot…

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---Before you say anything, couldn't be bothered to fix the hands on this one. The chapter being 4000+ words is my excuse.

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“S-So… we heading for m-my headspace then Petra?”

“Heh, you got an idea for what we can do today Ikarus?”

…

And of course, the fabled silence from lack of sexual creativity. We literally have an entire realm and book full of possibilities. But of course, both of us have gone so far down the rabbit hole that we’ve run out of ideas again!

Thankfully, there’s always an annoying voice in my ear who’s perfect for such a problem…

[<If possible, Aesa can always create a roleplay scene from scratch. Although, this time Aesa has a specific idea in mind>]

“Aesa… or our slave has an idea wifey. Let’s see what it is”

“Heh, of course Ikarus. Wonder how she’ll play this today”

It takes but a moment for us to lock hands, sit cross legged back-to-back and get back into my empty headspace. I’m hoping Aesa’s idea is creative… maybe not to the point of plagiarism again though.

<Wife put an excellent suggestion in Aesa’s head that could be fun to try out. That’s of course if all parties are willing to try something different>

“Heh, I’m game Aesa. Ikarus?”

“I am, it’s just… when did you put an idea in her head Petra?”

I mean, the only time Petra can speak with Aesa is when I’m around to pass the message over or we’re back inside my headspace. That makes me sound like a control freak or something, it’s physically not possible unless Aesa is teleporting over here!

“Heh, think she’s referring to earlier on Ikarus, when I said something about winding her up?”

<Yup, wife’s wisdom is always correct. Ikarus needs suitable punishment for all the time Ikarus has pointlessly tried to wind Aesa up>

“Oh come on! You know you lov-, ahhhh!”

Within just a moment, an invisible force wraps around my ankles and whisks me up into the air, like how Petra did in with her tentacle game last time out. I’m all for Aesa taking the lead, but I won’t make it easy for her. Don’t be plagiarizing Petra’s secret sexual technique!

“I tried to wind you up? I think you mean I was successful. And haw haw Aesa, planning on-going full-on tentacle with me? Bring it on!”

<Such things are deserved for rewards, not punishments Ikarus. Robotic wife needs to make sure Ikarus suffers tonight>

“Ah, so edging it is? Or are we going down the chastity route? You won’t defeat me!”

Crossing my arms still hanging upside down, this time around things are going to be different. I’ve lost to Petra so many times already, this time I will win! I’m not sure how, but if there’s a will, then there’s a way.

<No no, such punishments Ikarus would enjoy, albeit in an oddly aggressive way. Ikarus needs something similar but has more intensity to it>

“Heh, I wonder what Aesa could be referring to Ikarus. Is it something that you might hate?”

<Hate is a strong word but Ikarus would probably use it for this>

Okay, now I’m confused. What could be more intense than violently edging and making me want to beg for release? We already know I’m not into pain so I doubt it’s tha-, oh shit… no no no!

“T-Tickling? F-Fuck!”

<Bingo! Ikarus receives extra tickling time for correct guess>

Again with now warning, I’m no longer in the air but now spread eagle tied to a table. The pillow and blanket behind me would be a nice touch if I didn’t know was what coming. This is so freaking unfair!

“O-Okay, let’s talk about this, shall w-we? There’s n-no need for anything d-drastic”

“Aesa, you sure this is okay? A punishment is supposed to be challenging, but not in a way where you hate every second of it”

Leaving nothing to the imagination, of course Aesa can’t help but arrive in the flesh and nude to come deliver this punishment. This is going to be hell!

“Wife worries too much like usual, this is why we have a safeword. Tickling for Ikarus isn’t a hard no, even if she says she dislikes it strongly. Just say the word Ikarus, and Aesa can arrange something different”

…

“Heh, so you’re saying deep down, Ikarus wants to be tickled?”

“S-She’s not saying that, n-no one is saying that!”

“Heh, then say the safeword Ikarus. You’ve got one route out, it’s as easy as saying a single word. You’ve said it before so it’s okay if you say it again, right? Unless you’ve forgotten it?”

‘Urgh… of course I’m never going to forget chubby. I’m not saying it though…’

Look okay, just because I dislike something doesn’t mean I’m not flexible to never doing it. I don’t like pain yet I’m alright with it around the breast area. I dislike being tickled but I like the bondage and the torment. It’s just that the pros outweigh the cons, alright? I’m a walking contradiction and I want to give this a try; maybe see how long I can last before I want everything to stop.

“Heh, then we shall get started. Before we start your punishment Ikarus, explain to me why this is okay?”

Quickly locking lips with an upside down kiss before getting started, I can’t help but continue to get redder by the second. I’m even shaking a little already, not sure if it’s excitement or anxiety. I’m so going to hate this!

“H-Honestly Petra… the bondage and h-horniness helps a little. Expecting and not being about to do anything about it helps as well”

“Heh, fair enough, my lovely little submissive”

Another kiss goes in but this time I try to turn away and pout, that didn’t work at all because she forced that kiss upon my lips. This is Ikarus abuse and I will not stand for it!

Even if I’m now sulking a little, it’s time for things to get started. Both of my wives surround the table and Aesa takes the lead, placing both her fingers under my armpits. This is it… damn my insistence on teasing the system…

“Hehehe-, fuck! N-No, hehehe…”

It’s always been the overwhelming sensation of tickling that does me in and from the get go, I hate this. Let’s just fight and get through this punishment Ikarus… I can do this!

Joining in, Petra focuses around my hips and this is already breaking me. Just ask me anything, I’ll reveal the nuclear launch codes if it’ll get them to stop!

“F-Fu-, hehe-, fuck! Hehe…”

Now thrashing around in my restraints, the relentless nature of both the women tormenting me is already causing me to want to scream. If I weren’t as horny as a succubus working the red-light district on a weekend, I wouldn’t be able to bare this. Weird analogy but it works.

‘Oh God, I’m going to piss myself… or cum. I don’t freaking know anymore!’

“Hehehe… f-fuckkk!”

As I’m not clearly not understanding how my own body works, I can’t hear a single thing other than myself and my heartbeat while I’m thrashing about like this. I swear Petra and Aesa are talking to each other but on what, I couldn’t care. This is terrible… I think? I actually think I could cum like this…

“*Huff huff huff*… w-why you stop?”

Already covered in sweat, I’m thinking they’re giving me a chance to cool down and breathe. I’m grateful a little but honestly a little disappointed. I wanted to see if it’s possible to finish.

“Ikarus is mistaken, Aesa feels you’re not getting enough stimulation so we’re bringing out the metaphoric big guns”

“D-Damn you evil women! I’ll never reveal the state secrets!”

“Heh, got a feeling this’ll get Ikarus chirping Aesa. Will it still be possible if there’s something on top of her?”

“Affirmative wife, Aesa only needs excess to extremely ticklish areas anyways”

Taking off her clothes, then climbing up on top of me, the wife finds a perfect place to sit, kneeling right on my stomach with her legs tightly packed against my hips. I get tickled and sat on? This punishment sucks!

‘You devilish little shit… I see where you’re going with this’

Pulling out a vibrating vibe, Petra seductively waves it around my face, then inserts it into herself. She gets to use me like a seat and vibe on me while I lay here and continue to be tortured, this is so not fair!

“Heh, gag or not Ikarus? I’ll give you reward if you say yes, just start winking if it becomes too much”

“Y-Yes”

“No need for that wife. Ikarus can always relay to Aesa if safeword is needed”

Not needing much in the way on convincing, Petra pulls out a big ball gag from nowhere and fits it snuggly into my mouth. Now, Aesa could deny me access to release if she really wanted to… just let me live in the fantasy for a moment. I know for a fact she wouldn’t do that but still.

While this goes on, Aesa creates that pervy grimoire and recites a spell. What’s the bet this is another cringy rhyme that sounds dumb?

“Aesa demands you hear her words and listen, as this one in front needs her uncomfortableness to glisten”

And so, the tickling resumes but this time around, it might as well be version two-point O. Must’ve missed this torturous spell from the grimoire, damn whoever was pervy enough to create this.

‘Fuck! This is unbearable’

Odd looking pink feathers with bristles to how taste buds look, hundreds of them float around me and get to work making my life a living hell. Every inch of my body, excluding my breasts and where Petra is seated is tickled mercilessly. From my horns to the soles of my feet, to my hips to my armpits, every moment of this is utter hell. That fact I’m growing wetter by the second confuses the fuck out of me.

“MGHMMMM! Mhmhnmh!”

Oh, I’ve also got the wife playing with my breasts like a cat kneading the bread. If every muscle in my body wasn’t trying to thrash its way out of this situation, I’d focus way more on that. I want to cry now!

Not even like I can focus on the fact she’s glowing as well; I swear she’s already close to cuming from that vibe alone. Breathing is becoming laboured as I’m absolutely spent, can’t even thrash uncontrollably anymore considering how much energy this is taking out of me.

But still, the tickling persists and it’s just as bad as ever. I don’t think I can handle this punishment for much longer… or can I? Oh fuck… that feels sooo good…

The world begins to spin and getting in a good breath of air seems impossible… I think I’m about to cum? My body is so conflicted… all of my muscles no longer belong to me.

‘… just a little longer… then I’ll have to stop. Oh God… I’m here’

“Mmm… MGFHHH! MFFGHHHH!”

Suddenly, a feeling of absolutely chaotic bliss rips through as my body gives up complete control, thrashing like a seizure as that orgasmic energy breaks me down to my very core. Down below, I explode as well but that’s beyond the point. I had no doubt that would happen.

Confusing to me, Aesa cancel’s the spell and Petra stops her moment of fun, both of which have concerned faces seeing me like this. Is there something on my face, apart from the ball gag that is being taken off?

“Ikarus? Ikarus!? You good?”

“Y-Yeah… not sure w-why you stopped. I’m… great”

“You’re crying and your aura isn’t pleasant Ikarus, we’re stopping this now”

“But… I-I only came once. Can’t we go again?”

…

I’m not kidding, that was intense but the ending made all of the uncomfortableness worth it. I don’t think I’ve ever finished that much, like a dam opening the floodgates or a busted waterpipe. I’m trying my best not to sound vulgar and directly say what just happened, just read between the lines.

I think the reason might be because this is too much stimulation for me and that’s hot as hell. My mind wants it, my body doesn’t. Being tickled like this is a right mind fuck. Aesa did want to punish me after all…

“Heh, nice that you’re enjoying yourself Ikarus, but those don’t look like happy tears. You okay if we do something else now?”

Eh, can’t say I blame her. I’d never want to see Petra cry either, even if I didn’t know I was. Guess I really did lose control over my body.

“S-Sure… any ideas?”

“This scene is already set up. Aesa already cancelled the spell so Aesa and wife can put Ikarus to good use”

“H-Hang on, wait a… hmgh!”

Literally climbing up onto the table and sitting on my face, what the fuck Aesa!?! When did you become so demanding!?

“Ikarus’s punishment isn’t over yet. She can make amends by making Aesa cum while wife slowly edges her”

“Heh, that sounds reasonable Aesa. Ikarus has already came once. It seems unreasonable to allow her to go again”

“Mghmm!”

‘No! This is not okay, you’re horrible Aesa!’

[<Ikarus is all talk like usual. Ikarus has a way out yet still isn’t using it>]

‘Urgh… you’re just as bad as the wife’

Already knowing how this is going to go, I start giving Aesa the pleasure she demands because if I don’t, she’ll purposely sit down even more and make it difficult to breathe.

The same technique that’s been used countless times before, sucking and licking the female ice cream as best I can. It helps knowing Aesa has the same body as me, the sucking sensation is bound to make the both of us mad for it.

While I’m doing this, Petra starts slowly drawing circles around my clit and does the same thing with two fingers inside of me. This already feels painfully erotic and there isn’t much I can do about it. They cum, I suffer… I still fail to understand why my brain makes this even more erotic.

Then, Aesa’s hands squeeze around my breasts and I know, this is only going to get worse the longer this goes on. Aesa needs to cum as fast as possible because the state I’m in, being edged will only drive me mad. The fact Aesa feels the need to grope me says it all really.

Thankfully, it doesn’t take long for one of my tormenters to finish…

“Urgh… Aeda demands you keep this up Ikarus”

(Petra) “H-Heh… Ikarus…”

The first of our harem to follow me in my slutty ways is the wife, that vibe inside of her doing the trick as she graciously shakes on top of me. Unfortunately for my sake, this doesn’t stop the teasing down below and keeps my arousal right where it needs to be. Why do these two always feel the need to torment me!?

“Mghfmmmmm”

I’m already at the peak again but no orgasm is close considering both the woman on me are masters of the art of edging.

“Make her cum Ikarus, or this will only get worse. Don’t make me bring out the toys”

“Yes Ikarus, listen to wife. Aesa is… s-so close”

Not a single part of me considers edging Aesa so with one swift routine of twisting my tongue and then using that to suck through, I’ve got her within my grasp. She’s now riding that high… and my tongue as well.

“U-Urghhh…”

And so, Aesa cum’s. My system shakes about so much from the orgasmic bliss, it’s hard to catch a breath of air down here. The fact I’m struggling to breathe seems to bring me even closer to the edge and I try my best to break that hurdle as well…

“Heh, no can do Ikarus. Since we’re both finished Aesa, shall we continue or be merciful for our naughty prisoner?”

But of course, why did I expect anything different? Both of them completely stop leaving me on the edge of tomorrow… fuck! I’m making subconscious references that I can’t even enjoy… I actually liked that film though. Similar concept to Groundhog Day but very different.

“P-Phew… Aesa recommends continuing punishment. Ikarus still doesn’t deserve such pleasures”

‘Fuck you Aesa!’

[<Has Ikarus forgotten the control Aesa has in this place? Aesa could force Ikarus’s arousal to a permanent level, not possible by normal means and see how long it takes for Ikarus to lose her mind. If that’s what she desires>]

‘E-Erm… you know I didn’t mean that’

[<That’s better. Good girl Ikarus>]

‘Don’t you be calling me that! That’s the wife’s thing!’

Quickly scurrying off me, Aesa jumps down to the side of the table and instantly grabs a mouthful and a handful of breast. She’s pure evil and I’m no longer sure who’s worse. The wife or the robotic one… I really have created a monster.

“A-Aesa… urgh, don’t nibble! F-Fuck…”

One hand pinches a nipple while Aesa’s mouth seductive nibbles the other, I’m starting to shake with excitement again. This isn’t even the fun kind of edging where things stop right at the end, both of them are purposely going about not letting me get to that edge! It’s making me want to punch something.

“Heh, if you’re that desperate for release Ikarus, you can always beg for it and maybe we’ll be kind”

“All Ikarus has to do is admit she’s the most submissive out of us all and release will come”

“Heh, good idea Aesa. Just say the words Ikarus, and all will be good”

…

“N-No… keep this u-up all night”

I’ve actually found the inner strength to say no, it’s unbelievable! Seriously though, I’ll happily beg if those two want but I’m not admitting to that. I have some pride… that’s not a joke.

Continuing on with my torture, it doesn’t take much for things to remain at an uncomfortable brilliant level. I must be dripping in sweat by this point, I have such a love-hate relationship with edging.

“Heh, it’s not hard to say Ikarus. I’ll even say it for you… I’m Ikarus, and there’s no girl more submissive than me”

“In the entire world, Aesa has added. Release is all but a single statement away”

“U-Urgh… n-no! I’m n-not doing it!”

Right on the peak, this time both do stop and give me a second before they inevitably start the onslaught again. Those two have found my kryptonite, my painful weakness. I won’t admit to something I don’t believe!

Once the pleasure returns, the pinching gets even stronger and that nibbling might as well be biting now. It’s so unbelievably amazing yet, I know the only way for me to cum is to admit to that laughable statement!

“F-Fuck! You t-two are evil!”

It doesn’t how much I’m desperate to cum, I’ll find the willpower to fight this even if it kills me! Wasn’t this supposed to be a punishment episode anyways? Bring the torture on!

As if I really believe that though. All I want is Petra to start thrusting with those circling fingers and Aesa to grope the ever-loving shit out of me. I can’t have that though. Life is so fucking unfair!

“Heh, only good girls get to cum Ikarus. Admit it or we’ll stop right now and that’ll be it for tonight”

“Wife isn’t bluffing Ikarus. All it takes is a single sentence and release can be obtained”

“N-N-N-No!”

Fuck this mind fuck! I’m not the most submissive one and we all know it. I’d rather say chubby that blatantly lie like that! Once again, edging causes me to get aggressive and I think that’s where my willpower is coming from.

“Heh, don’t think she’s going to bite Aesa. I guess we’ll have to bring out the belt then”

“W-Wait! I’m s-still not admitting to it but, I’m also n-not wearing that thing for another week!”

“Heh, relax Ikarus, it’ll only be on until the morning. The second we leave this place; you won’t have it on anyway”

‘But how long will morning take inside this place? I’ve forgotten but Petra knows exactly the time differences between differing worlds… I’m going to be wearing this for days again, aren’t I?’

The chastity belt comes out and instead of revealing something nice, full with a tentacle plug or a vibrating vibe underneath, nope. It’s as boring as you might expect, just pure shiny metal. Once this goes on, all the torment stops until we wake up. Aww…

“Remember Ikarus, release can be obtained at any time if you change your mind. Now, shall we get some shuteye?”

With a flick of Aesa’s hands and the underwear locking onto my waist, the table I’m attached to turns into a bed and all three of us are snuggled up together, wearing silky chemises. It started as a punishment, then went to edging and now some cutesy shit. It doesn’t matter how adorable those two look smiling and hugging into me, I still need to hump something!

Since I’m not tied anymore, my hands immediately go to the metallic underwear and find no leeway, nor even a lock I can pry or break open. Whatever’s Aesa conjured up; I’m not getting this off even if I really it to. She’s used her full admin privileges in this place to keep this stuck on me.

But wait, one part of me may be locked away but I can always play with my breasts, right? Wrong!

As soon as the idea comes into my head, a metallic bra snaps into reality, locking around my chest under the chemise. I try to force the damn thing off but even using my mind and the fact I own this stupid ability, Aesa’s admin access rules all. This all stays on unless I say chubby… I’m really not using a safeword for something like this though.

“I hate you… so much Aesa”

“Aesa knew Ikarus would try something like that. Ikarus should focus on sleeping because me and wife can always make experience worse if she wants. An entire night of watching wife and Aesa getting it on would drive Ikarus crazy”

“Heh… you’re absolutely terrible Aesa, love it”

Sulking while laying back down, I guess this is my life now. I always knew I gave my AI too much freedom and it’s finally come to bite me even harder. I’m not sure if I should be happy, angry or horny… guess all three kinda works.

‘Sighhh… why do I love these two so much? Guess sleep will evade me for a while…’

And so, we cuddle up together and sleep for what feels like forever. Time has always been slower inside here so you can imagine just how frustrating things are. I’m never going to admit I’m more submissive than Aesa though…