The Vampire Lord's Humiliation

It was humiliating. Had she ever experienced anything like this in her entire life? As a Vampire Lord, she had always been a being who reigned above others. Of course, she had no particular hobby for such things, so she simply lived alone in the Forbidden Land. If she had wanted to, she was a woman who could have led tens of thousands of vampires under her command. And yet, here she was. Being spanked by a man she barely knew, and now, in a position where she had to satisfy him with her mouth.

It was a disgraceful affair, but... 'For the sake of blood...' she could endure it. Besides, it didn't feel entirely unpleasant. The first time she was hit, it hurt and felt awful, but now it was bearable. In fact, the stinging sensation in her buttocks wasn't half bad. It was hot, yet strangely cool, and it felt good.

'Pull yourself together. This is just a means to drink blood.' It wasn't like she was doing this because she liked it. She just had to close her eyes once and get it over with. Frey took the Demon King's cock, which loomed over her, into her mouth in one go.

"Mmph..." It tasted salty. It wasn't a particularly good taste. But at the same time, she could feel the pulse of blood. Beneath those veins bulging on the shaft, that delicious blood must be flowing. Without realizing it, saliva dripped from her lips. 'It must be delicious.' Couldn't she just bite down on it right now? If she bit this, she could drink the blood. She had heard that the reason a man's cock grew this large was all because blood rushed to it. 'Just one bite...' She felt like that would do it. Then she wouldn't have to do things like this...

"Lukewarm. At this rate, we'll be at it all day and I still won't finish." The Demon King grabbed her hair.

"Hngh?" The moment he grabbed her head, she saw it. The gleam of mischief shining in the Demon King's eyes. "Take a deep breath."

The Demon King's cock thrust deep into the back of her throat. "Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!" It was hard to breathe. The thick, hard cock blocked her throat, cutting off her airway. 'I, I can't breathe...' She struggled, tapping the Demon King's stomach with her palms. But the Demon King didn't budge. He kept her head pinned and repeated the motion of thrusting deep and pulling back.

Hmph! Mmph! The sound of her saliva—which had flowed as she imagined the taste of blood—rubbing against the cock rang out lewdly. Squish, squish. She would die at this rate. She would die because she couldn't breathe. She had to make him stop somehow. 'I'll bite him.' If she bit his cock, this Demon King would surely come to his senses. He would realize how desperate she was. But... 'My jaw won't close.'

Mmph! Mmph! Because the cock was thrust in so deeply, she couldn't close her jaw. It would be one thing if the size was even slightly smaller, but it was an immense size that far exceeded the average, making it impossible for her to move it as she pleased. No. If this continued, she would really die. Her head was spinning. Due to the lack of oxygen, her blood wasn't circulating properly. "Mmph! Hngh!"

Frey felt her consciousness fading. Just as the edges of her vision began to turn black, "Puh!" The Demon King pulled his cock out. "Haa, haa." In that fleeting moment as it was withdrawn from her mouth, Frey leaned against the Demon King's body, gasping for air. She really thought she was going to die. To think that a Vampire Lord's cause of death would be suffocation during oral sex. That was too embarrassing to even contemplate.

"Do you have your wits about you now?"

"Haa, haa..." Thick saliva, made viscous by the friction against his cock, dripped from her chin. She looked up at the Demon King, desperately sucking in air. "L, let's rest for a moment."

"There's no time for that. Don't you think I should finish before I go soft? Since you lack technique, I'll help you a little." The Demon King grabbed her head again.

"W, wait... Mmph!" The Demon King shoved his cock into her mouth again, violently. Her breath hitched. As her most basic instinct—breathing—was blocked, her body struggled desperately to inhale oxygen. "Mmph!" Because she couldn't breathe properly, tears and snot streamed down her face. A clear drop of mucus formed a large bubble at her nose before it popped. Her waist heaved. It was a sense of helplessness she had never felt in her thousand years of life.

She should clearly hate this. She should certainly not want to be subjected to this. So why did her pussy keep tingling, and why was her heart racing? It felt like every cell in her body was waking up, just like when she drank blood. Her M-trait was being activated. The masochistic nature added by the Demon King was gradually layering pleasure over her in her subconscious. However, she herself did not realize it. She was a woman with very little knowledge of sexuality.

The feeling was strange. She moved her throat, mouth, and tongue to inhale, trying to survive. She didn't even realize that the movement of her tongue, lips, and throat was stimulating the Demon King's cock. She was merely resisting to breathe. She tried to use magic by wiggling her fingers. She had tried to use the property of repulsion to drive the Demon King away, but... "Weak." Because the spell hadn't been chanted properly, it was blocked by the Demon King every time.

"I'm about to finish, so taste it properly. You might find this semen more to your liking."

Don't be ridiculous. As if the great Vampire Lord would enjoy something like semen? This is just a sacrifice to satisfy you. She squeezed her eyes shut and desperately tightened her throat. Perhaps because it was the second time, it was definitely more bearable than the first. Just try finishing. I'll take my revenge while drinking your blood. The Demon King's waist movements grew faster. She felt it instinctively. This was the end.

"I'm letting it out. Drink it all." The Demon King's ragged breathing. The accelerating waist movements. And the strength in the hand gripping her head. She felt that this terrible act was about to end, and Frey... 'I feel like I could do a little more...' She felt a slight sense of regret. She thought she had gone insane, but that thought was soon forgotten as she drank the Demon King's semen.

"Kuh!" The Demon King's cock surged, pouring out white semen. Because he ejaculated while it was still buried deep in her throat, there was no such thing as a right of refusal for Frey. The Demon King, who had used her like a tool to squeeze out his semen, let go of her head without a shred of lingering attachment after he had finished.

"Cough! Cough! Y, you crazy... Haa, haa." Coughing came naturally. As her blocked breath cleared, her head felt light. Fresh air entered her oxygen-deprived body, and her senses became sensitive. She let out a sigh of relief at the feeling of coming back to life. "Haaa." It felt ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like drinking a drop of blood amidst an infinite thirst. She felt like she could live now. However, she had no desire to feel the previous pain for the sake of this sensation.

"For someone with no experience, you tightened well. I was satisfied."

"You lunatic..."

"Did you think the Demon King would treat you kindly?"

That was true, too. It would be a strange picture if the Demon King were kind. "Haa, haa. Are you satisfied? Now it's my turn." She had succeeded. She had endured. She had met all the demands of this perverted Demon King. So, now it was her turn. She could drink blood. She had endured everything for this reason.

The Demon King, who had been watching her, nodded. "Yes. A reasonable price must be paid." The Demon King tilted his head back, exposing his neck. "Drink. It was a promise we made."

I suppose it wouldn't hurt to show a little mercy. I watched the eyes of Frey as she approached me. They were slightly out of focus, tinged with a hint of madness. Perhaps it was because of the amaratio from just a moment ago. Or perhaps ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠it was because she could finally drink blood. "Haa, haa... Finally."

Frey sank her teeth into my neck. The sensation of blood being drained was vivid. Frey buried her face in my neck as if she had been starving for days, slurping the blood. "Hmph, hngh, it's delicious. Hngh." She must have found it so delicious that she was speaking even while sucking the blood. She didn't even seem to be aware of it herself. "More, more, more... It's delicious. This is the first time I've had blood like this."

She sucked the blood with all her might. It was as if she intended to drain every drop of blood in my body. But soon, her eyes rolled back. "Hngh!" Her waist arched like a bow, and her buttocks heaved. I found the sensation of blood being drained unpleasant, but it seemed the one drinking the blood felt otherwise. Her body, heated by the spanking and the amaratio, thrashed madly. "Hngh! Hngh! Hngh..."

She couldn't drink any more blood and thrashed her whole body. It was the same reaction as those who felt an orgasm during sex. Frey, who had been heaving her waist while losing her mind, pulled her teeth out and leaned her body against me. "It's delicious... It's so delicious that I'm coming..."

"Do vampires have erogenous zones in their mouths? To come while drinking blood..."

"It's because your blood is so delicious."

Hngh! She shuddered once more. I gently stroked the spine of Frey, who was leaning against my body and gasping with flushed breath. "Hiiik!" She screamed and lifted her waist. Her eyes rolled back slightly. As if her breath was caught in her throat, she gasped desperately, making choking sounds. "Your reactions are interesting."

Just as I was enjoying touching her body like that, "Ugh." Frey couldn't hold it back and let out a burp. "I, I'm sorry." Frey wanted to hide somewhere out of shame. Not only did she feel pleasure while drinking blood, but she had even burped. The dignity of a Vampire Lord had long since vanished. I could smell the scent created by the blending of the Demon King's blood and semen she had consumed. It wasn't foul; it was fragrant. It was strange. She clearly should have hated it. Why did it have such a deep, rich flavor?

"Are you going to get up now?"

"W, what?"

"You've achieved all your goals, haven't you? You've drunk the blood, so it would be best to head back soon."

"No."

"Why?"

"I'm drunk. I'm drunk on blood, so I can't fly like this."

She wanted to stay like this a little longer. Although the acts committed by the Demon King were shameful and annoying, perhaps it was due to the sense of relief she felt after drinking the blood. She felt incredibly languid and good. She wanted to stay stretched out like this without moving and enjoy this moment. It would be nice to laze about a little longer. She felt like she could wake up in the best condition if she just took a deep sleep. But the Demon King's voice was firm.

"You'll be fine."

"Huh?"

"Because the friend who is going to take you back is flying this way."

Only then did Frey feel the presence of Roy flying from afar. She clicked her tongue inwardly, feeling the presence of Roy, who was flying over without reading the room. Still, she couldn't just leave her loyal subordinate as he was. "It can't be helped."

She stood up unsteadily and gathered her clothes. "I'll come again soon. The blood was delicious today. Hehehe." Every worry was washed away by a single drop of blood. Stumble. The Demon King supported Frey. "From now on, come politely. Then I, too, shall treat you politely."

"Mm, I'll try." And Frey returned to her land with Roy, who had arrived late. As I watched her back receding, a new window popped up before my eyes.

Look at this? ***

Diana, who had returned to the capital of the Non-Human Alliance, sighed. "What should I do?" Without the Empire's help, the fight would ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠become very difficult. But she couldn't stay in the Empire any longer. Cooperating with the Roman Kingdom and fighting somehow. That was the only way. So, she returned to her homeland immediately. There was someone who greeted Diana upon her return to the capital.

"Diana-unni!" Her only remaining blood relative, a High Elf. Her younger sister, Lucy. "Lucy?" Why are you here?