Chapter 51: Obedience
Chapter 51: Obedience
When lunchtime arrived, the council went into a brief recess. The attendees left the Room of the Round Table in silence, lost in thought over Jaejin’s abilities, which had proven far more powerful than usual.
Jaejin and Lena also left the room to get a meal. Following behind Lena, Jaejin felt a sense of accomplishment. Although Veled’s questions had been sharp, the issues were ultimately solvable as long as he possessed this power.
He believed that when the council reconvened, he would be able to continue the Q&A session with the overwhelming support of public opinion behind him.
Lost in these thoughts as he walked behind Lena, they soon reached their destination.
"Huh? Lena, this isn't the dining hall. Isn't this my room?"
"Yes. I felt that some training was necessary during this two-hour break."
Unaware of what this sudden "training" implied, Jaejin followed her inside. Lena locked the door and channeled her magical power, transforming the choker Jaejin was wearing into a leash.
She yanked the leash, looking down at him with an overbearing gaze. Her expression held a trace of anger that he rarely saw.
"Lena...? What’s wrong all of a sudden? Did I do something wrong?"
"Ah, so you don't know? Hehe, fine. I suppose I’ll just have to ask your body."
Lena tripped him, sending Jaejin sprawling onto the floor in an instant. As he tried to push himself up, Lena placed the heel of her shoe on his stomach, pinning him down.
More than the pain of the fall, he was baffled by Lena’s sudden behavior.
"Could you at least explain why you're angry..."
"Do you truly not know? Did you not break your promise to follow my lead entirely during the council?"
He had indeed made such a promise while preparing for the meeting, but he didn't recall doing anything contrary to her opinions during the session.
Wait—if he considered everything that happened part of the council, there was one thing that might have drawn her ire.
"Was it... because I stopped you from making that bet with Wollyeon?"
"Yes. If you had brought that woman to her knees and trained her with your cock right then and there, we could have secured her support so easily. Yet, you were tactless enough to stop me."
He hadn't realized Lena was so hung up on that. It had been a rather obvious trap, and he had only intervened because he thought the pride-wounded Wollyeon might actually accept it. He hadn't expected it to offend Lena instead.
"I don't like doggies who don't listen."
"I'm not a dog... Ugh...!?"
She cut off Jaejin’s attempt to argue by firmly grinding her heel into his crotch. Lying on the floor with his dick being stepped on, a wave of pain and humiliation washed over him.
"No, you are a doggy. A pathetic little doggy who can't stop himself from getting hard even while his dick is being miserably crushed."
Just as Lena said, the stimulation of being stepped on combined with the surging shame caused his dick to slowly throb into an erection.
Looking up from the floor, Lena’s body was a sight of visual arousal; her long legs, accentuated by garter belt stockings, felt larger and more voluptuous from this angle.
"That's not..."
"Don't try to deny it. There's no way you hate this situation, Jaejin. Now~ how is it? Do you really hate it? ♡"
As she lifted the front of her dress, her hips, which had only been glimpsed in flashes before, were fully revealed. The thin nylon of her high-leg leotard covering her crotch and the womb tattoo visible through the skin of her lower abdomen accelerated Jaejin’s erection.
Lena pulled the leash, forcing his upper body up and making him kneel. Then, she thrust her fragrant crotch right in front of Jaejin’s face.
"If you truly hate it, I'll stop here. But if you like this situation, then lick my pussy and obey. Just like always. ♡"
Just like always. Did that mean he was always obeying Lena? Jaejin wasn't sure.
She respected his free will, yet in every decisive moment, he followed her lead without question. Perhaps that was obedience in its truest sense.
The act of parting the thick vaginal flesh visible through the thin nylon and sucking on the inner skin was also something he did regularly. If that was obedience, then wasn't he already obeying her?
The taut leash tugged at him, and Jaejin, as if by instinct, chose to lick her pussy.
Etching the thick scent of the crotch—a concentrated mix of fragrant skin and sweat—into his brain, Jaejin pushed the tights aside and kissed Lena’s plump pussy.
The pleasurable emotions soaking into his mind gave him the conviction that this was the right thing to do. He lapped up the flowing nectar and licked the moist mucous membranes with his tongue.
"Yes, this is it. ♡ This is our eye level. This is the happiness you desire, the fruit of an obedience engraved into your very marrow."
Just like always—as if spreading butter on her genitals for a pet dog to lick—Lena held the leash and made Jaejin lick her. When he did, her kind hands would stroke his hair, while her strict feet crushed his dick.
Receiving the flood of vaginal fluid on his face, Jaejin erupted. Splurt! He poured white semen all over Lena’s stocking-clad feet. His head felt like it was burning from the unethical ejaculation that shattered all reason and common sense.
"Oh my, what a waste. The baby seeds that were meant to carry on the Demon Lord's lineage have been thrown away on the floor. ♡"
The high-heeled feet ruthlessly trampled the sperm he had vomited out solely for pleasure. Squelch, grind. The sticky liquid foamed up, turning into a fluid that could never be used for anything.
Watching his seeds receive such merciless punishment, his dick hardened once again.
Even though his recovery would be slower since he wasn't in his demonized state, he stared at her toes, his cock standing tall as if begging to be stepped on once more.
"Jaejin, isn't there something you should say?"
Lena asked Jaejin, who was looking up with watery eyes, his face buried in her crotch.
It was a demand for surrender. An irrational and unreasonable treatment sparked by nothing more than him interrupting her. It was an act that wouldn't even happen in an equal relationship, or even a standard hierarchy; it meant she viewed Jaejin as little more than a slave.
But why didn't he hate it? His body was shivering, actually craving it. Despite the fact that the council would resume in just two hours, the man who was a Demon Lord candidate crawled on the ground.
He pressed both hands to the floor and rested his head upon them, curling his body. He prostrated himself. Even though this wasn't the local culture, Lena knew exactly what this gesture meant.
"I am... sorry for... going against your words."
Even as he performed this groveling bow that discarded his human dignity, his dick was hard enough to ache. Every time he recognized that he shouldn't be doing this, his body grew hotter and his heart pounded.
Because the more he lowered his head, the more dignity he discarded, the more this blonde Lust Demon in front of him engraved unforgettable pleasure into his body.
His body had realized it long ago. She was the one who led him to deeper, more intense pleasure. She was the only one who would accept a broken man like him.
"I'll be careful... never to let it happen again... so please... forgive me..."
Lena burst into laughter. It wasn't a laugh of mockery, but a bright one filled with genuine joy. It was the kind of joy one feels when successfully teaching a pet dog a new trick.
A dog that was difficult and tedious to train, but had finally become an obedient creature that didn't even think of rebelling. A dog that had been castrated of its masculinity, yet was more of a male than any other.
At the sight of her precious, cute little pet—created through painstaking effort to ensure he wouldn't break or run away—Lena lifted her foot and stepped on his prostrate head.
To the shivering dog, Lena granted what he desired.
"Go ahead and cum. ♡"
Splurt, splurt, splurt! Jaejin ejaculated, his body trembling violently. An endless amount of semen gushed out from that small dick, as if it were a mystery where it all came from.
A climax achieved through pure excitement alone, without even touching his dick. Rather than the fact that he was finished as a man, what Jaejin felt now was the blissful sensation of the smooth stockinged sole pressing down on the back of his head.
"My, I didn't intend to go this far. ♡ I was just going to train you a bit while punishing you, but to think you'd be completed like this. ♡ As expected, you truly have the talent to become the Demon Lord, Jaejin. ♡"
Lena pulled Jaejin up from his bow. She wiped the tears of joy from his face and led him to the bed.
She pulled him into a deep embrace on the bed, their soft flesh pressing against each other. Just that contact alone made his sensitive body shiver with pleasure.
Enjoying Jaejin’s trembling reaction, Lena whispered into his ear.
"Jaejin, I actually have a few favors to ask. You might not like them, but would that be okay?"
"Yes..."
Since everything Lena said was right, Jaejin nodded and agreed to her words without a single thought.
"I'm going to train your body to be more fitting for a Demon Lord. Is that okay?"
"Yes..."
"Then, would you be fine with becoming even shorter than you are now?"
"Yes..."
"From now on, please have sex with the women I designate, like a male prostitute."
"Yes..."
Before he knew it, his dick—which had undergone Demonization in Lena’s hands—was boasting its usual long and thick stature, showing no sign of having just ejaculated twice.
"Then finally, please go and have some messy mating with the person outside right now."
She gestured toward the door. At her sign, the lock clicked open, and the door swung wide immediately.
Wollyeon. The Snow Noble woman who had been arguing with Lena was standing in the doorway.