Bonny, the Bunny: A lewd LitRPG, with a monster-girl harem.

When Bonny and Zeal approached Haruto with the collar, he tried to squirm away from them.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Bonny asked.

Haruto stopped moving.

“That’s better.”

Bonny grabbed him under one arm and pulled him up to a kneeling position with his feet tucked under his ass. His shins were bound to his thighs, so he didn’t have any other choice.

Something stirred in Bonny’s hair, then Adelina flew down to survey the scene.

“Addy! What have you been doing?” Bonny had forgotten she had asked for the fairy to come along.

“Sleeping. In your crown.”

“Oh, shit! Violet! Uh, one moment.”

Bonny had never returned the Arcane Crown, which meant Violet was in the mage tower with a grudge against Nestor and a lack of sapience. Bonny closed her eyes and concentrated on returning the crown to the slime girl.

A moment later, Violet responded.

[bonny, are you okay]

‘Yes.’

Bonny added a quick burst of images of the attack and subdual of Pride and Haruto.

‘How about you? Sorry for holding the crown so long.’

[i am fine, nestor is hurt]

‘What happened, what did you do?’

[ate him, a little, the other boy ran away]

‘Oh. How hurt is he? Is he about to die?’

[no, not die]

‘Okay. I’ll try to heal him when I get back. Keep him calm and give him my apologies.’

[yes, bonny]

“Well, that’s a mess.” Bonny sighed and turned to Zeal. “Go ahead and collar him.”

Zeal breathed out, reheating the metal collar, then slipped it around his neck and bent it into shape. She hooked a claw into the front and pulled and loop of the almost molten metal out to allow for a leash to be fastened to it.

Haruto started screaming and tried to flinch away when the hot metal settled in place. Bonny held him tight and cast [Analgesia!] to numb him to the pain. He kept screaming and thrashing, but without the use of his arms or legs, there wasn’t much he could do.

The smell of burning flesh and hair filled the clearing.

Bonny dropped him and ignored his cries as she ran her hands along the collar again, wetting it with more cyprine and cum. It cooled quickly, the pink tint even more obvious. There was no latch, no hinge, the only way to remove the collar would be to reheat it with Lust’s blessing or, if it worked like Zeal’s chain collar, for him to die.

Once done, she cast mending again, but concentrated on repairing the deeper burns without fixing his hair follicles. He would survive and heal, but his mane would always be patchy and sparse, at least until he received additional healing.

“This is temporary.” She said. “Once you face justice and make amends for your murder spree, I’ll see about removing it. Until then, it should hamper your skill use and growth. If I hear about you taking advantage of women, I’ll see about cutting something else off.”

He blanched and shook his head. “I’m not going back.”

“You are, even if Zeal has to carry you.”

“Make him crawl back.” Adelina’s musical chime held a note of amusement that faded as she continued. “He hurt you, so make him hurt on the way back.”

“Crawl?” Haruto growled.

“Yes! You can crawl. If you can display some humility, maybe things won’t go too badly for you.”

“No.”

Bonny ignored his protest and uncuffed Freja.

They rebound Haruto’s legs individually, but still doubled back, heels to ass, in a way that would allow him to crawl on his knees. She untied his arms and fastened that rope to his collar to use as a long leash.

“Come.” Bonny clicked her tongue and pulled on the rope.

He didn’t move.

Bonny handed the rope to Freja, who trotted off, causing him to faceplant and dragging him along the dirt path. She stopped after a few yards.

He growled and sat up, eying Bonny up and down with a look that promised payback, humiliation, and pain. His dirty uniform showed a bulge below the waist.

She sighed. “I didn’t want to do this, but … Freja retie his hands.”

The centaur forced him facedown into the dirt and used his rope leash to restrain him.

Bonny withdrew the remaining half of the sword and used it to cut Haruto’s uniform away, exposing his erection. He wasn’t as well endowed as Bonny, but was larger than Matt had been.

“I supposed I should have expected this. If Zeal was angry with Wrath’s chain, then of course he’ll be horny with Lust’s collar. Pride, I need your assistance again.”

The tiny demoness was still swollen and had streaks of saliva, mucus, and cum covering her body. “Same thing?”

“I need a cum pocket and that’s all you’re good for.”

“Will you accept me?”

“We’ll see. [Invigorate!]”

Bonny pulled the demoness over her erection, face down this time. It was a little easier to get her on and a moment later Pride was stretched wide again, the outline of Bonny’s cock head reshaping the demoness’ body.

Pride’s ass was stretched wide over Bonny’s girth, pulling it open.

Bonny poked it with her little finger. She couldn’t penetrate in, since there was no room in the distorted demoness, but Pride still jerked.

“Do you like that?”

Pride blushed, her neck and ears turning red. She nodded.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Bonny flicked one of Pride’s ass cheeks. “Start singing.”

Zeal had transformed when they stopped moving and now knelt beside Bonny in her usual position.

Bonny retrieved the half sword and used it to cut a small grid into the dirt road just in front of the dragon girl. She handed the sword to Zeal.

“Zeal, I want you to melt the sword while I fuck you. Make sure it fills the grid pattern.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Zeal shifted and widened her knees.

Bonny stepped around Zeal and thrust in from behind without waiting. She pumped twice and pulled out.

“Pride, use your hands to help stimulate her. We need her excited for this to work.”

Bonny inserted the tip of her cock and held it there, feeling the demoness flexing as she massaged Zeal’s insides. She was still singing as well, the combined stimulation pulling her closer despite her climax a few minutes before.

She slapped Zeal’s ass, feeling the impact as it transferred through. Zeal moaned.

Bonny grabbed Zeal’s hips and started thrusting hard, bottoming out, pounding her cockhead against Zeal’s insides, unconcerned with the demoness in the middle.

Zeal dropped facedown in the dirt next to the grid and reached back with one hand, touching herself and caressing Bonny’s balls as they slapped against her.

Bonny stopped after a minute and pulled out. “This isn’t working.”

When Zeal started to get up, Bonny pushed her back down. “Stay. I’m going to fuck your ass now.”

Pride was already soaked in arousal fluid, or cyprine, as Lust called it. Bonny spit on the back of her head, then rubbed the demoness against Zeal’s ass.

Pride froze.

Bonny flicked the demon’s ass. “Keep singing.”

Pride started singing, once again sending Pleasurable vibrations through Bonny’s cock.

“Good girl. You’re such an obedient demon. Keep it up and I think I will keep you.”

Bonny spit on Pride again and slowly thrust the demoness into Zeal’s ass.

Pride’s head bent sideways for a moment as she was pressed against Zeal’s asshole, then the demon’s singing was muffled as she was forced inside.

Once she was fully sheathed, Bonny stopped, closed her eyes, and reveled in the sensations. The heat of Zeal, the tight ring of muscle that massaged her shaft, the vibration around her glans, and the fingers caressing her balls, all combined into ecstasy.

Bonny slapped Zeal’s ass, feeling the impact vibrate through her cock again.

Zeal moaned and started moving along Bonny’s shaft, she shifted forward slightly and flexed her ass and core, twerking on Bonny’s shaft. Her fingers were still busy, stimulating both herself and Bonny.

Sudden heat flared as Zeal ignited, flames flickering across her body.

“What the fuck?” Haruto’s voice intruded.

Bonny opened her eyes and glanced over to see him trying to wiggle back. His erection bobbed uselessly, but strings of precum showed that he had been enjoying the show.

Bonny spanked Zeal’s ass again. “Melt the sword but don’t get so hot that your arousal starts evaporating. I need you to be wet enough for Lust to do her thing.”

Zeal moaned and pushed back until Bonny was fully sheathed again.

Bonny grabbed the dragon girl’s hips and started thrusting in and out violently, her balls slapping wetly against Zeal’s pussy. She closed her eyes and thought about Pride, wondered if the demoness had known what she was getting into.

Zeal’s flames flared up again and she exhaled fire with each thrust. Her face was planted in the dirt, turned sideways. She held the sword with one hand and let the jets of fire bathe the sword until metal ran freely, dripping into the grid.

Pride was still singing and Bonny could feel the demon’s hands along her frenulum and guessed that the demoness was touching herself, despite being wrapped around a bunny cock and buried in a dragon’s ass.

Zeal dropped the hilt once the blade was gone and reached back with her other hand, touching herself, one hand working on her clit while the other slipped inside. She came first with a cry, shivering and convulsing, her fingers busy, her ass clenching tight.

Bonny kept thrusting through Zeal’s pleasure. She gripped hard, her fingers sinking into the dragon girl’s sides, and pulled back, pushing as deep as she could, burying herself and Pride, letting herself go.

She came with a moan and fell forward, wrapping her arms around Zeal’s waist, holding on, thrusting wildly as cum jetted out, quickly filling the little demon condom.

They fell to the side, spooning and panting, trying to catch their breath. When Bonny finally stirred and pulled out, her cock was bare.

“Shit!” She paused and laughed. “Zeal, I need you to relax your ass like you need to shit. Pride is stuck inside you.”

She poked her finger in and felt around until small hands grabbed onto her finger. She pulled out and the demoness came out as well. Fortunately, there was no actual shit involved, thanks to Bonny’s purification.

“Got her.” Bonny laughed and patted Zeal’s ass with her other hand, then addressed the demoness directly. “I told you to hang on, didn’t I?”

Pride moaned and cum dribbled from her mouth.

Bonny looked closer and realized the demoness had cum oozing from everywhere, including her eyes.

“I’m pretty sure real bodies aren’t supposed to do that.”

Bonny moved to kneel next to the molten metal grid. She reached out with her free hand to grab Zeal by the pussy.

“You’re not wet enough.”

Zeal moaned at the touch.

Bonny hooked her fingers inside and pulled the dragon girl slightly closer. Her thumb found Zeal’s clit and she started massaging it, fingers inside working as well, stoking the flames once more.

Zeal came again, breathing fire across the metal, shivering, trying to pull away, her hands pushing against Bonny’s.

“Stop! Don’t move.” Bonny commanded.

Zeal stilled, except for the fluttering of her chest and stomach as she panted and her core convulsed. Her hands tightened around Bonny’s wrist.

Bonny pulled Zeal closer by the pussy.

Zeal moaned again as Bonny started finger fucking her again, rougher this time. Zeal’s moans escalated until they merged into a continuous wail. Her body shuddered and convulsed, but she no longer tried to stop Bonny or move away.

She came twice more before she squirted, drenching Bonny’s hand and arm with the boiling hot spray. It wasn’t quite the right fluid, but Bonny thought it would work just as well.

“Good girl. Lust?”

Bonny held both her wet hand and Pride over the grid. Lust flew over and jerked her cock a couple of times until another pink drop fell onto the metal, then Bonny squeezed Pride, dispensing cum from the little body like the demoness was made for it.

When the metal was fully pink, she cast [Analgesia!] on herself, let Pride go, and rolled the grid into a cylinder. She then folded the tines at one end over, melding them to each other. She pulled the tines at the open end, stretching them longer.

Once done, the cylinder was about three inches long and an inch across, with an opening at one end. The grid holes were each about a quarter inch across, including the top.

Bonny stood and approached Haruto. “We can do this the hard way or the easy way.”

He stared up at her and the metal cylinder. “The easy way?”

She smiled and lifted a foot to his mouth. “Good. Lick and kiss my foot.”

He shook his head.

She sighed. “Too prideful still? The hard way it is then.”

She kicked him in the mouth. His head rocked back, then she kicked him again when he straightened.

“Mmmpth!” He spit blood out when she stopped kicking him. “Easy! Easy!”

“Good. Kiss my foot.” There was blood smeared across his face and her foot.

He bend over and kissed her big toe.

She pulled on his essence, draining his life and desire, until he passed out and his erection subsided.

When he woke up a few minutes later, he was completely naked and the cylinder was secured around his flaccid cock. The tines at the bottom had been fastened around the base of his scrotum, letting his balls hang free, but the grid was too tight to allow him to pull them through and remove the chastity device.

His legs were still bound, but his hands were free. When he tried to cover himself, Bonny yanked on the rope leash.

“Welcome back. I’m going to walk you back to Beaverton like a dog. Try to keep up. If you get an erection or your knees get raw, beg to kiss my feet by barking and I’ll heal you.”

“Why are y…”

She yanked on the leash, pulling him off balance.

“Barking only or I’ll muzzle you. It’s already going to be after dark when we get back and I have a date with a fairy tonight.”