Hot Springs of the Underworld (2)
After thoroughly cleansing their bodies, Neromeltia and Lusteria finally immersed themselves in the hot spring. The water brimmed with heat that felt almost too intense at first, yet once they submerged, it proved the perfect temperature—melting away fatigue and lifting the spirit until a sigh of pure comfort rose unbidden from the depths of relaxation.
While Neromeltia savored the sensation of her body unwinding and fully indulged in the bath, Lusteria sat beside her, twisting restlessly with her head bowed low. “Haa… this feels so good… Don’t you think so too, Lust?”
“…Hic… Y-yes…”
In stark contrast to Neromeltia’s casual demeanor, enduring the present moment was agony for Lusteria. A sexual urge so fierce it threatened to explode rampaged hotly through her body. The very master who had aroused and inflamed her to this degree simply lounged in the hot spring with an innocent expression, as if completely unaware.
Lusteria was on the verge of resenting her master. The one who had worked her into such a feverish state only to ignore it felt utterly cruel. She thought that if her master had never touched or caressed her, she would not have fallen into heat so painfully—but she quickly shook her head hard, correcting herself. What her master had touched was a body already intoxicated by sensitivity, and it had been Lusteria herself who first reached for her master’s naked form and succumbed to lust. The root of the problem lay with her; she could not irreverently blame or resent her master.
The suffering and sorrow she felt now had nowhere to go, and Lusteria’s emotions were swallowed by sadness. Why had she been born such a base, lewd succubus? She loathed herself for being unable to endure even a single surge of desire and daring to resent her master. The guilt and self-reproach that followed weighed on her like lead.
Even now, her arousal refused to subside. She hated herself for secretly touching her own pussy behind her master’s back, trying to soothe the craving. Tears slid down Lusteria’s cheeks as she kept her head lowered.
“Why are you crying? Lust! What’s wrong?”
Neromeltia approached with a worried expression. She grasped Lusteria’s shoulders, drew her against her own chest, and wrapped her in a warm embrace. The steam of the hot spring carried the rich, feminine scent of her voluptuous body, teasing Lusteria’s nose.
“Lusteria is a bad girl… Hic… I irreverently resented Master…”
“What are you talking about? Did I do something wrong?”
Neromeltia pulled the sobbing Lusteria even tighter, pressing her head into her bosom. Inside, she was secretly flustered. She had already read the situation the moment bathing assistance began, when she caught Lusteria gazing at her bare body with hazy eyes. Entering the hot spring alone with her had been Neromeltia’s calculated plan—she had wanted to share deep, passionate love with Lusteria.
Throughout, Neromeltia had pretended ignorance, acting nonchalant while seducing her. She had caressed Lusteria, relentlessly stoking her arousal without ever granting release. She had simply wanted to witness the pure Lusteria grow so unbearably excited that she would beg for intercourse herself.
Yet this lewd, pitiful succubus could not bring herself to plead with her master for the joys of debauchery. Instead she had fallen into panic and begun to cry. Everything had gone according to Neromeltia’s design—until this very moment, when the plan had veered off course. Making her precious girl sad during the planned sequence was putting the cart before the horse, and never what she desired. So Neromeltia began to soothe her gently.
She whispered tenderly into her ear. “Lust. The truth is, I already knew exactly what you wanted.”
“Hic… R-really…?”
“Of course. I’ve watched over you since you were very small. It’s only natural. I’m sorry for making you sad.”
“No! It’s just that I’m lewd…! Master doesn’t need to apologize!”
Even with no composure left to gather herself, her kind consideration for her master was touching and unbearably adorable. It only made Neromeltia greedier. Rather than confess the truth and satisfy her desire immediately, she decided to coax and pamper her a little longer. She truly wanted to see the sight she had longed for, and she sensed that one more gentle push might yield the perfect result.
“Lust. The truth is, I had something I wanted from you—that’s why I pretended not to notice your wishes.”
“…Something you wanted…?”
“I wanted you to treat me more freely and comfortably. If you have any desires, I wanted you to speak them clearly instead of holding back.”
This much was true. Lusteria sometimes showed emotional or unguarded sides, yet her deeply ingrained loyalty often led her to conceal her true feelings. Neromeltia never wanted to see her hide her wishes out of deference or loyalty. That was why she had arranged this without Lusteria realizing. Of course, her true aim was to see Lusteria utterly disheveled and begging—but another truth masked the intent far more effectively than a lie.
“Now, tell me. What do you want from me?”
“I… I…”
Neromeltia released the arms that had been gently embracing her, drew back to create distance, and spoke. Lusteria’s face flushed even deeper with embarrassment at having to speak honestly. Yet Neromeltia’s gentle expression now carried an unmistakable resolve. She would not let this slide.
“Lusteria servie Avenoah.”
Neromeltia spoke her full name in a slightly lowered voice. The pressure was irresistible. Lusteria mumbled in a tiny voice.
“…I wanted… you to embrace me…”
“Like this?”
The moment the words left her lips, Neromeltia pulled her into a tight embrace. Earlier the hug had felt gentle and reassuring, but now, reminded of her own desires, Lusteria became acutely aware of everything. The warm body heat that reached deep into her heart and brought comfort. The velvety softness of skin that made her want to touch and press against every inch. The plush, yielding breasts that met her first. The sweet feminine scent that filled her as her face nestled close. Her barely contained arousal felt ready to burst.
As if possessed, Lusteria pressed further. “Please… touch me…”
“Like this?”
Neromeltia’s hand brushed softly over her shoulder. A fresh, tingling pleasure bloomed along her smooth skin. The light touch, almost like tickling, skimmed the surface before sliding down her spine. The faint sensation traveling along her vertebrae was intensely stimulating, sending shocks that shook her entire body. When the hand reached the base of her spine, it moved to her buttocks.
The bold grip on her voluptuous rear awakened pleasure from entirely new sensations, making clear just how powerfully the unpredictable stimulation struck her. The firm kneading—almost to the point of pain—sent ecstasy racing up her spine instead. Then the hand slid smoothly to her abdomen, caressing it with warmth. The touch shifted from strong and rough to gentle and tender. It was so benevolent it seemed to warm her from within. Yet as the hand gradually drifted lower, Lusteria felt every nerve stand on end.
Neromeltia’s fingers, now at her lower belly, inched slowly toward the most vital place of a woman. The spot Lusteria had longed for so desperately. Her pussy was already soaking wet, twitching and clenching inside. Just a little farther and her master’s fingers would reach her. After such painful waiting, the pleasure she craved would finally arrive.
But Neromeltia’s hand withdrew mercilessly.
“Haauk… W-why…”
“If you don’t tell me exactly, how can I know? What is our Lust hoping for?”
Only then did Lusteria understand. If she refused to fulfill her master’s wishes, her master would not fulfill hers. She was not so innocent that she failed to recognize the lewd words needed to beg for sex—she had simply been too ashamed to speak them. And right now, that was precisely what her master desired.
Lusteria rose silently from the water and sat on the marble floor outside the spring. Trembling with her face flushed crimson, she looked at Neromeltia and moved her hands. She grasped her own breasts. Even that light pressure sent the soft mounds jiggling obscenely, creating tiny waves. Then she spread her legs wide, shamelessly exposing her smooth, beautiful, yet dripping and twitching lewd pussy.
“Your lowly servant has forgotten her proper place and drowned in lust… Please grant mercy to this shameless, heat-maddened body of mine…!”
“Then what should I do for you?”
She had endured the shame and shown exactly what her master wanted, yet Neromeltia still pretended ignorance and ignored her desperate plea. Even so, Lusteria could clearly sense a powerful craving burning beneath her master’s attitude.
She finally understood what her master truly desired: complete submission and corruption. She wanted Lusteria to cast aside all pride and shame, becoming nothing but a lewd slave who begged solely for lust and pleasure.
And that wish touched the very core of Lusteria’s being. Her master wanted her to reveal every instinct and desire, to be honest with her emotions and longings. She wanted her to shed not only her body but her heart as well—revealing her truest self without reservation.
The fragile thread holding Lusteria’s last shred of reason finally snapped.
“Please kiss me and let me drink your saliva! Torment my swollen, aching nipples! Mercilessly pound and stir my pathetic, dripping pussy!!”
She had thrown everything away, pouring out her desires through tears. In that moment Lusteria felt not shame but pure joy. The intense liberation itself became pleasure. Even as tears fell, she smiled with genuine happiness.
“Well said, Lusteria. You’ve earned your reward.”
Squelch!
“Hyaaaaaaaauuuuu…!!!!!”
Lusteria had given the correct answer. Neromeltia no longer had any reason to wait. In truth, she too had struggled to contain her boiling desire. The instant Lusteria’s long-awaited honest words ended, Neromeltia rose from the water and embraced her without hesitation. Her fingers parted the trembling, dripping folds of Lusteria’s lewd pussy and thrust inside.
Having fought unbearable arousal for so long, Lusteria’s hypersensitive body began to shiver violently at merely the insertion of fingers, as if struck by lightning. Her head snapped back, and love juices sprayed from her pussy. Her body—now so sensitive it trembled at the slightest breeze—convulsed with ecstasy as intense pleasure raced from her core, up her spine, and into her skull. A sensation bordering on rapture overwhelmed her, and Lusteria collapsed, her back meeting the marble floor.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Kyaaauuuk!! Haaaaaaaang…!! Hauuuuu…!!!”
Neromeltia’s fingers did not wait for the exhausted, fallen Lusteria. They began to thrust powerfully inside her pussy. The obscene, wet sounds echoed loudly. The pleasure was so intense it felt as if her heart might stop. Lusteria thrashed helplessly, her barely responsive body writhing in desperation.
Neromeltia bit down on her nipple. The stiff, swollen peak—evidence of how deeply aroused she was—accepted even pain as pleasure. The electric sensation racing through her breasts made Lusteria throw her head back, stiffen her legs, and convulse once more. Her toes curled tightly with strain, revealing how little control she retained.
Meanwhile, Neromeltia used her free hand to seize both of Lusteria’s wrists, pinning them above her head. The girl had begun clawing violently at the marble; if left unrestrained she might break her nails. Even so, Neromeltia never slowed the fierce rhythm of her fingers inside Lusteria’s pussy.
Crushed beneath overwhelming pleasure and deprived of bodily freedom, Lusteria gripped Neromeltia’s hand with desperate strength. Her nails dug into the back of her master’s hand, drawing blood, yet Neromeltia paid the flowing crimson no mind whatsoever.
It had not been long, yet Lusteria had already reached the edge of climax. Neromeltia lifted her head after leaving vivid bite marks on the succubus’s nipple and captured her lips in a kiss. Their saliva mixed stickily as they drank from each other in an obscene, joyful kiss. Even through her tears, Lusteria closed her eyes and lost herself in the sweet taste of her master’s mouth.
Schlick!! Schlick!! Schlick!! Schlick!!!
The fingers moved with even greater ferocity, pressing against the inner walls of her pussy. They rubbed mercilessly at the soft, delicate flesh that clenched so tightly. Constantly shifting angle and pressure, they drove the pleasure to terrifying new heights. Because Neromeltia already knew every weak point, her movements were masterful—thrusting deep one moment, brushing lightly the next, then pressing hard. The technique was dazzling.
Lusteria’s body twitched and twisted violently. The signs of approaching climax and the limit of her sensitivity grew frantic. Then her entire being was overwhelmed by an orgasm so powerful it seemed to pierce her soul and scatter her mind.
“Haaaaaaa…!!! Hyauuuk…!! Hauk…!!! Huuuuuuuung!!!!!”
Love juices gushed violently, spraying all the way to the surface of the hot spring and creating small ripples. Her waist arched sharply, lifting off the ground and trembling. Lusteria’s face was a mess of tears and saliva, her eyes squeezed shut. Her wet purple hair clung messily in tangled strands.
She lay twitching in the afterglow of climax. Her ragged, desperate breathing and the occasional spasms of her body made clear how thoroughly pleasure had saturated her.
Neromeltia leaned close and whispered softly into her ear. “Now it’s your turn.”
At her master’s words, Lusteria regained her senses. She staggered upright in search of new delight. Spreading her master’s legs, she pressed her lips to the equally dripping pussy beside her and pushed her tongue inside. Tasting the obscene sweetness of those flowing juices, Lusteria surrendered once more to the pleasures of debauchery.
Her loving service continued for a long time. Afterward the pair explored and comforted each other’s bodies again and again, sharing an unbroken current of love. Only when the artificial sun of Under Barkus vanished and night fell did they finally return to their bed. They sank into deep, contented sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms and the pleasant warmth of shared body heat.