The CEO's Seductive Doll-Chapter 157: Eternity: Doll (2)

It seemed like the Maestra’s ’replacement’ was well-received by her buyer because he asked her father, never her directly, if he could buy another woman of clay from them.

Soon, the story of the Maestra’s creations spread across the community, and men were ordering these magical clay women, which the Maestra called ’Eternity Women’.

Needless to say, the Maestra’s father was overjoyed to be selling these ’women’ and earning a hefty amount of money from it.

The real women of the community, though initially despising the Eternity Women for taking their position as slaves and fucktoys of their master/husband’s lives, realized that the dolls were not enemies but their saviors.

Due to them being ’useless’ in the eyes of men, they were finally able to do whatever they wanted. Get a job, have their own homes, and even fall in love! Although, of course, there were still restrictions on how free they could be, it was still the closest thing to ’freedom’ that they could get.

Soon, knowing how greedy humans can be, started capitalizing on these Eternity Women. They became resellers of the dolls and even exported them out of their small island. The island became known as ’Manika’ which can be translated to English as ’doll’ since it was the island’s main source of income.

However, not even a year later, the owner of the first Eternity Doll died.

Now without an owner, the doll returned to where she came, the Maestra, and crumbled to dust. It was only a matter of time before the other owners of the dolls started dropping left and right like flies, and once they were dead, the dolls returned to the Maestra, only to turn into dust like the first doll.

Each time her creation returned to her, the Maestra grew more beautiful and youthful, as if she were absorbing the beauty out of her dolls.

It took a while before the women, since the population of men had significantly decreased, of Manika connected the dots. But they remained silent and decided not to interfere because they knew that if they did, their freedom would be taken away from them.

Meanwhile, it only occurred to the male residents of the island that, after a few years, the possible reason for the demise of their fellow men were the dolls . The reason why these male residents were even alive and were able to think logically is because they didn’t own any Eternity Women.

When these men tried to warn the owners of the Eternity Women, they were met with scorn and hatred. Back then, these men only assumed that the dolls were possibly sucking the life out of their owners. But they were unaware of the doll’s other capabilities, such as attracting, or should I say ’brainwashing,’ men to the point of extreme devotion to their dolls.

Eventually, all of the owners died, and at that point, it was an open secret within the island that the Eternity Women were not merely magical women of clay that could be used to fulfill one’s sexual desires but were succubus-like creatures that sucked the life out of their masters.

Years had passed, and the Maestra continued to make dolls at the request of resellers and exporters of the doll. No one bothered to confront the Maestra about her creations simply because of greed. And in their own fucked-up logic, they believe that Eternity Women were simply considered vices, just like alcohol and cigarettes: you fuck around now, you suffer the consequences later.

"Maestra," Freiheit interrupted. "May I ask, what is your reason for creating these Eternity Women?"

The Maestra gave him a knowing look as she answered.

"Simple," she said. "I just want to inflict a slow and pitiful death on men. After all the suffering they made us, women, go through, you can say that I’m being merciful since they died doing what they love."

"A misandrist, I see," Evan dryly noted.

"You found your match," Freiheit joked, glancing at Evan. "Although she took her prejudice to the extreme."

"Of course, I didn’t mean every man," the Maestra clarified. "But one can assume the character of a man who buys an Eternity Woman."

Eternity nodded in agreement.

"It can be easily assumed that the buyers are depraved and have a low opinion of women."

The Maestra nodded back at her.

"I don’t generalize all men, but just men who are..." The Maestra trailed off, but she didn’t need to continue her words.

The reaction coming from both Evan and Freiheit was enough for her to know that they understood what she was trying to say.

"But I’m confused," Evan said, propping his arms around his chest. "What happened when you fell off the cliff?"

The Maestra looked at him calmly.

"As I landed on the lake, I met and was saved by the gods of Manika," she said without a hint of humor, indicating that she was serious. No matter how absurd her words were. "They saw my suffering and decided to give me the gift of creating my dolls."

Evan and Freiheit gave her a quizzical look. Soon, they both gave up when they realized logic couldn’t exactly explain the situation they were in, so they just accepted the Maestra’s story as it was.

After all, they had a succubus-like sex doll along with them on this journey. Why shouldn’t they believe in the existence of an omnipotent entity that saved a young girl from a tragic fate?

"Has there ever been an incident like ours?" Evan asked as a follow-up. "I mean, we managed to bring the, me, the owner, here on time before Eternity completely sucked the life out of me. Have you ever tried saving an owner before?"

The Maestra shook her head.

"They always die before they can find out the truth," she said with a tone of amusement. "Although you’re in a dying state, nevertheless, you’re the first owner who arrived here with the desire to undo the curse. That, in itself, is worth commending."

Evan looked like he was still suspicious of her, but he didn’t say anything.

"So you’ve mentioned that you want an alternative," the Maestra brought up. "You want to save both you and Eternity here, is that correct?"

Evan nodded with determination.

The Maestra grinned with a cryptic look that sent shivers down their spines.

"Then can I ask for something in return for my service?"