Morning Rituals of Devotion
Around that time, four children were growing curious about that power—an unknown existence. The 17th Demon King, Ernate, was spending her days in a way quite different from before, all thanks to Minwoo.
"Slurp... suck... pwah! M-My lord... shouldn't we rise soon? If we don't train diligently from the morning, we cannot hope to defeat the Hero. Haup..."
"Mmm..."
Minwoo slowly opened his eyes, stirred by the hot sensation on his lower body. Though he was already in his mid-thirties, his cock never failed to pitch a vigorous morning tent. In the old days, he might have sighed over such a useless erection. But now, his tool was performing its role admirably.
"Ah, so today was the Demon King's turn for wake-up duty. I'll leave it to you."
"Y-Yes. I'm still quite unskilled, but for the sake of making you stronger, I shall cooperate fully. Slurp...!"
As Minwoo pulled back the covers while lying in bed, a slender woman diligently sucking his cock came into view. Her lustrous bluish-purple hair contrasted beautifully with her pale lavender skin. None other than the Demon King, Ernate.
"You've gotten much more skilled, Demon King. Keep this up, and I'll get strong in no time."
"Slurp... I-Is that so...? That's truly fortunate...!"
Minwoo stifled a laugh inside as he watched Ernate rejoice as if it were her own achievement.
"But since I overslept a bit today, we'll have to finish morning training quicker than usual. It might be tough, but bear with it."
"What do you—mmph!?"
Sitting up, Minwoo reached for Ernate's head, still containing his cock in her mouth. He gripped her goat-like horns on either side like handles and began vigorously shaking her head back and forth. He was using the Demon King like a mere masturbation toy.
"Mmmph...! Hnnngh...!!"
"Just endure it a little. It'll be over soon...! Uoooh!"
The slick warmth of Ernate's mouth and the teasing brush of her throat against his glans rapidly built Minwoo's climax.
"Here it comes...! Drink it all properly!"
"Mmph...! Hnnngh...!"
Reaching his peak, Minwoo's cock erupted straight down Ernate's throat, pumping out thick white semen. She coughed violently as if choking, but ultimately swallowed every drop. Pleased with her effort, Minwoo gently stroked her head.
"Good girl. It's a rare lump of mana—such a waste to spit it out. You need to regain your full power soon, Demon King."
"Cough, cough... Th-Thank you. It must be exhausting just training yourself, yet you worry about my body too."
"No need to thank me. We're in this together now, so it's only natural."
Despite having been treated like a sex toy moments ago, Ernate showed no displeasure—instead, she was grateful to Minwoo. Of course, the claim that his fluids were lumps of mana was a blatant lie. He was just fabricating excuses to have Ernate and Siola service him every morning.
Thus, Minwoo's day began with Ernate's devoted fellatio to calm his morning wood.
"With the Demon King on wake-up duty today, Siola must be handling breakfast."
"Indeed. It should be ready by now—go on."
"Hmm..."
Lounging in bed and ravishing Ernate's body wasn't a bad option. But passing up Siola's home-cooked meal felt rude, especially since that vampire girl was already prickly enough.
"Then let's get up. To face the Hero, we need to build strength diligently today too."
He could laze endlessly if he wanted, but it went against his personal code. For now, he'd keep up a busy routine—though how that diligence manifested was entirely up to him.
...
"O-Oh, today I tried to do it just as you taught me... hnght...! I think it turned out okay... huah...!"
"Mm..."
Standing behind Siola, Minwoo peered at the single bowl on the dining table. Meanwhile, his hands toyed with her petite breasts and plump thighs. Still under sensory manipulation hypnosis, Siola couldn't hold back her moans at his touch.
Incidentally, Siola wasn't in her usual maid outfit but a special one Minwoo had ordered: a naked apron. In his philosophy, beautiful girls cooking demanded this attire.
"Hmm... Looks decent enough at a glance..."
Gazing at the food, Minwoo recalled events from days prior. It had been about a week since he started living in the Demon King's Castle. Everything satisfied him, except one issue: meals.
Ernate, being a pure demon, sustained herself entirely on mana. Siola, a vampire, lived on blood. Neither had any connection to human cuisine. And they were the castle's only residents.
Fortunately, the kitchen was well-equipped with basics. Siola could procure ingredients via teleportation magic. But without a cook, it was pointless.
Minwoo could manage simple dishes, but he knew nothing of this world's ingredients. Ernate and Siola lacked even basic cooking knowledge.
Unaware at first, he'd once ordered Siola to make breakfast. The next morning, she dragged in a mind-controlled village girl and declared:
'The freshest live blood available nearby.'
Stunned, Minwoo realized the crisis and decided to teach them cooking. The girl knew basics and some ingredients; he learned simple recipes from her. After sending her home, he instructed Ernate and Siola.
Their skills had improved steadily. Early disasters were inedible, but now they were tolerable.
"As usual, dig in."
"Mm..."
As Minwoo sat at the table, Siola placed her pale ass on his thigh, sitting sideways.
She picked up a bite from the plate and brought it to her own mouth—not to eat, but...
"Aahn..."
Minwoo opened wide with an exaggerated sound. Siola blushed and hesitated, then fed him mouth-to-mouth.
His hand lightly stroked her thigh all the while.
"Chew chew..."
"Haaht... H-How is it...?"
"Mm... Not bad? Way better than the day before yesterday."
"I-Is that so... If you say so, then it must be..."
Her tone stayed curt, but her flushed cheeks betrayed her joy. A single compliment from him made her heart race.
Why does praise from this man make me so happy? I've never felt this with the Demon King...
Of course, it stemmed entirely from Minwoo's brainwashing. But Siola had no way of knowing.
"Good work. Time for your reward."
"R-Reward...?"
"Yeah. That thing you and the Demon King love so much."
"Ah..."
Siola's expression grew hazy at his words. Her red eyes drifted afar, cherry lips parting slightly.
"Turn around and face me then."
"Like this...?"
Shifting from sideways, she straddled him facing forward. Minwoo embraced her fresh young body and kissed her.
"Hnnngh..."
Siola accepted without resistance, eagerly extending her tongue to drink his saliva.
It had taken trial and error to reach this point. Not fully grasping hypnosis mechanics, unexpected resistances popped up. But he'd found a convenient method:
What if I implant that everything I say is natural, without needing full hypnosis each time?
It worked perfectly. New suggestions updated spontaneously even outside hypnosis. The core limit remained—untouchable cherished values—but convenience outweighed it.
Minwoo had no interest in those anyway. As long as he could do lewd things, he was fine.
"Hnngh...! Haaah...!"
"How's my saliva...? Tasty?"
"Haa... haa... It's... okay..."
"Hoo... Just okay, huh..."
Brainwashed to crave his fluids more than fresh blood, she still played tsundere. Adorably so, in Minwoo's eyes.
"Not satisfied with an upper-mouth reward? Guess the lower one needs some too."
"Kyaa!?"
Grabbing her ass, he pulled her close. Her light body lifted easily despite his average strength.
As their bodies pressed fully together, Siola naturally wrapped around his head. Enjoying her small breasts against his cheek, Minwoo thrust his cock into her pussy.
"Hnguk!?"
Releasing his grip upon insertion, her own weight drove him to her deepest depths in one go. The shock and pleasure overwhelmed her; she froze, clutching his head tightly, already climaxing from the first thrust.
"Mmph? Hey, Siola? Can't breathe if you squeeze that hard."
"Haaht... Hnnngh..."
Shrugging at her rigid, spasming form, Minwoo waited patiently.
"Haven't even started yet. What an impatient vampire."
In truth, Siola was drowning in far greater pleasure than he imagined. The issue was a "considerate" hypnosis he'd placed before taking her virginity days ago: she came forcibly on every insertion.
Minwoo had completely forgotten.
His current method made hypnosis easy but hard to track individually.
"Calmed down? Ready to move?"
"Huaaht... Haaup..."
"Tsk..."
Unable to respond coherently, tongue-tied, Minwoo lifted her ass and pistoned at his pace. Flesh slapped loudly through the hall, soon drowned out.
"Haaaang! Haaaang!!"
Her body climaxing uncontrollably with each thrust pushed her mind to the brink. Lost in ecstasy, Siola devolved to beastly moans.
The Demon King's Castle mornings began like this once more.