Chapter 153: Longing
Chapter 153: Longing
The aftermath of the Demon Race's actions in Castle Capia subsided quickly. Thanks to the conflict being resolved on the first day of the three-day festival, the training and brainwashing of those involved were already complete by the final day.
This was possible because the pleasure training of the captured royal guards, nobles, and merchants had continued day and night in the basement of Karin Cathedral.
Karin watched the end of the final holdout, Amir Werner, the Captain of the Guard, with her own eyes.
Amir, a middle-aged man with a well-trained body and handsome features, had been stripped of the results of his lifelong discipline, with Lust Crests engraved on both his front and back.
His once sculpturally beautiful muscles had withered away, and his sturdy physique was gone. In terms of strength, it was a regression; in terms of age, it was a rejuvenation.
His frail body, soaked in love potions and aphrodisiacs, now had the etiquette of a servant to the Lust Demons etched into it. Only his iron will barely remained unbroken, though he was essentially in a state of total defeat.
"How is it, Captain? ♡ Are you finally feeling like surrendering?"
Click, clack. Karin approached, the sound of her heels echoing, and stepped on his cock, which had become engorged under the influence of the brand.
Despite the unthinkable disgrace of having his genitals stepped on by the sole of a shoe, Amir’s body reacted with pleasure and excitement. Splurt. Semen spilled onto the floor.
"To me... His Majesty... the family I must return to..."
"What was that? ♡ I don't think your family ever had a patriarch who ejaculated from having his dick stepped on. ♡"
Karin leaned down and lifted his chin with her fingertip. To Amir, bound hand and foot to the wall, the sight of the Lust Demon looking up at him was, unfortunately, a severe visual stimulus for his body.
Her peerless beauty, which could never be called anything but stunning, made his heart race, aided by the various devices designed to break his mind.
Even so, he gritted his teeth and endured the desire, fueled by the consciousness that he was the last pillar of this declining kingdom.
He held onto the crisis-driven thought that if he collapsed here, the nation of Anzence would fall into the hands of the Demon Race. He still harbored the hope that if he kept holding out, his subordinates would realize his absence and surely come to his aid.
In fact, the military power currently in the capital, Lugins, was more than enough to crush the Demon Race forces he had identified.
If not just the Royal Guard, but the Central Knights, the Capital Guard, and the Temple Knights joined forces, they could overcome this crisis.
But before he could grasp that hope, it felt as if Amir’s body would cry out in surrender first.
When she took off her hard shoes and began to tread on his cock with her stocking-clad feet, his body let out groans of delight.
"Ahaha ♡ Do you like stockings that much? You say you won't yield, but your dick is so honest. ♡"
Even though it must have been painful to have his cock stepped on with her full weight, the pleasure piercing his brain caused semen to pour out again and again.
This miserable ejaculation, showing neither the pride of a knight nor the dignity of a Captain of the Guard, seemed to foreshadow the future of this country.
A vision of a fallen nation, swayed by a single gesture of a Lust Demon's hand or foot, naturally formed in Amir’s mind—a dystopia where humans became slaves.
The terrifying thing was that it no longer felt scary or sad. As he repeated the act of ejaculation, the overflowing joy made it feel like a happy future instead.
To finish him off, Karin shared the vision of her familiars placed throughout the facility, showing Amir the situation his subordinates were in. Most had already completed their training and were surrendering in various ways.
He saw a squad leader bound hand and foot on a bed made of tentacles, supplying semen through a hose attached to his cock. Beyond the blindfold covering his face, he was seeing a utopia where he was being happily milked.
In another room, a subordinate with a member longer than the squad leader's was being milked directly by a Lust Demon. It was a milking handjob, where she poked his anus with a finger while squeezing the downward-hanging cock with a gloved hand.
The semen was collected neatly in a bucket, and the Lust Demon stroked the head of the subordinate, who had finished ejaculating, satisfied with the first day's results.
The soldier with the largest member was in a comfortable bedroom, ejaculating inside a human-looking nun for the sake of pregnancy.
With the help of the Lust Demon, he was sowing seeds to leave behind descendants again and again, fervently enjoying the privilege granted to him by the classification of his genital size.
And in another space, those who had finished their training were gathered together, being proselytized as the doctrines of the Demon God Cult were recited to them.
Even though the content was about binding and enslaving them, their bodies, once implanted with pleasure, were being drawn in by the mob mentality, gradually transforming them into ardent believers of the Demon God Cult.
The sight of his completely dismantled subordinates was enough to break Amir’s wavering heart.
Splurt, squelch. Forgetting duty and honor, falling into the swamp of pleasure, he even forgot his dignity, sticking out his tongue in delight as he ejaculated.
"Ahaha, I'll raise you to be just as feel-good as your subordinates, so look forward to it. ♡"
The end of the Captain of the Guard, who had resisted until the very last, was that of a milking livestock who ejaculated every time the Lust Demon nun applied pressure with her foot.
Karin began to devise a plan to use these men and the captured King as bait to pick off the troublesome military forces of the capital one by one. As long as she had the justification of the King, the result would be the same as the man beneath her feet.
As Amir’s consciousness gradually faded from excessive ejaculation, only the wicked sound of laughter remained in his ears. It was the voice of the devil he would hear every day from now on.
*
While they were undergoing sexual torture, Jaejin was enjoying himself at the highest point of Castle Capia. Erdia, who had been busy beyond belief handling administrative work, had also cleared her schedule for this moment.
It was a fitting reward for Erdia, who had firmly endured for the past month and a half.
Wearing a sheer negligee and having finished her preparations to seduce her partner, Erdia counted down the moments she had been waiting for.
Jaejin, having finished all his preparations, saw Erdia coming out to meet him. Her face, which held a hint of solemnity, turned into a bright smile the moment she saw Jaejin.
"You're here, Dear?"
Hearing the joy in her voice, Jaejin reminded himself that this was a pre-arranged request.
Having sought and received Lena's willing permission, Erdia intended to resolve even the desires that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time.
Sway. A body built for childbirth, unbelievable for a pure human and not a Lust Demon, rose from her seat and approached Jaejin as he entered the room.
"You must be tired. Would you like to eat first, or shall I help you wash? Or if not that... me first? ♡"
Faced with a tone dripping with affection, Jaejin had to hide the fact that his small cock, not yet demonized, was standing stiff under his trousers.
"L-let's eat first..."
"Yes ♡ I've put a lot of effort into preparing plenty for dinner tonight. ♡"
Jaejin followed Erdia as she led him by the hand to the kitchen, where a mouth-watering aroma wafted through the air. A feast centered around eel was prepared on the table.
The spread, featuring abalone, oysters, and asparagus, was a meal whose purpose was obvious to anyone. However, stimulated by a table that surpassed such intentions, Jaejin began to eat with Erdia.
"How is it? Is it to your taste?"
"Y-yeah... it's delicious..."
Starting with the well-grilled eel, Jaejin was surprised by the flavor, which exceeded his expectations, while remaining conscious of Erdia, who had pulled her chair right up next to his.
This was because her body odor, like a faint scent of fruit, drifted around him, cutting through the smell of the food on the table.
However, Erdia focused on the meal, keeping her body close only to a distance that was intentionally noticeable.
Jaejin felt a sense of frustration at Erdia, who had prepared only stamina-enhancing foods yet didn't touch him at all, but knowing how she felt and how long she had waited for this, he patiently endured and enjoyed the meal she had prepared.
"Now that we've eaten... what would you like to do next, Dear?"
Jaejin pondered her question for a moment. According to the plan, he should have chosen a bath... but he could no longer endure his sexual desire toward Erdia, who kept tempting him.
"I'm sorry, but... rather than washing..."
Jaejin couldn't look Erdia straight in the eye, feeling genuinely sorry for not being able to fulfill her request. But unexpectedly, she gave him the answer he wanted.
"So... you want me that much. I'm so happy. ♡ Then shall we go inside, D.e.a.r. ♡"
Erdia and Jaejin headed to the bedroom side by side. Her face as she walked beside him was full of anticipation and excitement.
To call it base sexual desire would be wrong; it was a pure emotion mixed with a woman's instinct.
The feeling of wanting to be loved by someone she liked, the feeling of wanting to bear his fruit. The feeling of not wanting to be left out.
During his time working at the brothel, Jaejin had never once ejaculated inside. Wearing a slime condom at all times was a measure to prevent the special power of Jaejin's semen from spreading everywhere.
And the only person Jaejin had not ejaculated inside outside of the brothel was now climbing onto the bed. Erdia, sitting demurely in the darkened room waiting for Jaejin, was hoping for what came next.
"Are you really... okay with becoming a Lust Demon?"
Jaejin asked, even though he knew the answer. This kind of confirmation made the act feel more real to both of them.
"Yes. Even if it's only for tonight... please be my husband... ♡"
Erdia slipped the straps off her shoulders. Her skin, which had been visible through the sheer fabric, was fully revealed, and her beautiful areolae came into view.
Erdia Huggins, the Lady of Castle Capia. Having lost her husband to death during intercourse, she was ending two years of celibacy and preparing to welcome a new, sturdy man.
And it was the moment she was about to fulfill the longing she had cherished for many years—a dream she could never achieve with her former, infertile husband.
"I'm in your hands... Dear. ♡"