Just quietly accept your fate.
Just quietly accept your fate.
"Kueup, oop...! Eugeueup...!!"
With the dick shoved all the way down my throat, I couldn't breathe.
It was so thick my jaw ached.
Because a dick of that thickness was forcibly wedged into my throat....
I couldn't breathe properly, and it was agonizing.
"Eueup! Eup! Eugeueueup...!!"
So, I frantically pounded Bersia's thighs with my fists, trying to get the dick out.
But Bersia, as if completely unconcerned, tried to push her dick even deeper with a serene expression.
Tzgeup— Tzeueuk——
"Ueueup...! Kkeoheup, kekhek...! Eugoop...❤"
"Even with your mouth full, you're noisy. What should I do about this?"
The dick kept thrusting into my throat without a break.
Seeing no hope of winning with brute force, just as I was about to bite down with my teeth,
Bersia used Paralysis Magic to prevent my mouth from moving.
"Eugeueueuk!! Uuup! Ueueu!!"
"Don't even think about biting. Even I feel pain if my genitals are bitten."
Because Paralysis Magic had been cast, I had absolutely no way to resist.
All I could do now was just....
take this damned bitch's dick down my throat.
Tzgeueueup——
"Hueup...❤"
Finally, Bersia, having pushed her dick all the way to the root inside my throat, trembled slightly and let out a shallow moan.
"Heeuh.... Putting it in your throat is good too. The stimulation is different from a pussy, and I quite like it."
"Eueup! Kkeup, heueueup!!"
While that bitch was enjoying herself to death, every single moment was pure agony for me.
With it rammed all the way to the root, the peculiar fishy smell of genitals stung my nose right in front of me.
And because my throat was blocked by the dick, I couldn't breathe.
If it were someone I liked, I might be able to understand.
But with that bitch who deserves to be torn to death doing this, I felt like stabbing a sword into my heart and committing suicide.
The problem was that there was no way I could do it.
"You'll suffocate... so I suppose I'll start moving now."
Bersia gripped my head and slowly began to thrust her hips.
Tzgeup. Tzeueuk. Tzgeoeok.
"Ueup...! Kkeuhop❤ Eubueup, hegeup❤"
"Huuu.... Ha, eup...❤ Ah......❤"
Each time the dick slid out of my throat and then back in, a sticky sound echoed along with Bersia's moans.
"This is good.... So good...❤ Why did I only discover this now?"
Bersia, with an ecstatic expression, kept repeating how good it felt.
Just how far does this bitch intend to drag me down?
Not content with killing my family and comrades,
now she's even defiling my body, claiming she's tired of the long Regression cycle.
It was so unfair and resentful that tears welled up and trickled down.
"Hmph......."
Perhaps seeing my tears, Bersia paused for a moment.
But that was only for a very brief moment.
Bersia formed a lewd smile and resumed thrusting her dick in and out of my mouth.
"Do you think I'll stop if you cry? Just quietly accept your fate."
"Kkeuheut, kkeup...! Kkeuheueueuk...❤ Ugeup!"
"This is the price for your defeat against me."
Bersia's thrusts grew increasingly forceful.
"From now on, you will be my plaything. That is your fate as the vanquished."
"You son of a bi—, you fu—...!❤"
"If you wanted revenge, you should have come back stronger."
Paaang!!
"Kkeuheueueup!?❤"
"Blame your weak self. Before you blame me."
As her thrusts grew more violent, Bersia's dick twitched fiercely.
It seemed she was about to cum.
I didn't want to swallow that bitch's cum down my throat even if it killed me, so I tried to turn my head and pull away as much as possible.
But Bersia grabbed my head with both hands and held it still.
"It's time to cum. Swallow it all, Rubel...❤"
With those words, her dick was rammed in all the way to the root, and then,
Pyububububut!! Byurureueuk!! Byubut, Byugureueuk!!
Bersia's cum began to pour down my esophagus.
"Geuheup, op, o-ok...!❤ Heugeueup...!"
Bersia's cum, literally pouring down like a waterfall.
It was hard to believe it was already her second ejaculation....
Bersia continued to cum forcefully.
"Huuu.... Eut...!❤ Haaaaa......❤"
Bersia was cumming so much that my stomach felt like it was swelling.
At this rate, I really felt like I would drown in cum.
"Ugeup, uueuk...❤ Oeup, kueup❤"
How much time passed as I choked and gagged, receiving the cum?
Only when my stomach felt almost completely full of cum did Bersia pull her dick out of my throat.
So much had been ejaculated that thick cum clung to the inside of my mouth.
The sticky sensation remaining in my mouth was utterly unpleasant.
Hating it so much, I spat once and spoke.
"Tweh...! Bersia.... You bitch, you're such a villain that all the curses in the world wouldn't be enough for you."
"What...? Isn't that natural, as the Demon King?"
"No matter when, I will definitely end your life. Definitely...!!"
"Do that. For now... let's stop the intercourse here."
When Bersia released her fingers, the magic finally broke, and my rigid body relaxed.
So, I tried to hit Bersia's head with the lamp near the bed.
"Then I'll come back tomorrow."
Because she vanished like smoke, the lamp was swung not at Bersia's head, but at empty air.
"Where are you going, you damned bitch!! I'm not finished talking yet!"
I really felt like I needed to land at least one hit to feel better, so I tried to go out and search the entire castle just to punch her once, but....
the door was locked, so I couldn't get out.
"You Bersia, who deserves to be torn to death!!!"
Once again, all I, helpless, could do was scream into the empty space where Bersia had vanished.
***
Thump. Thump.
When I returned to my room.
My heart was pounding more fiercely than ever before.
It was because I had shared 'body affection' with Rubel for the first time.
"Huuuuu......."
I tried to calm myself with deep breaths, but I couldn't settle down at all.
It couldn't be helped.
Even back then, before this long Regression began, when Rubel and I were comrades... no, lovers, we had never engaged in intercourse.
"......I should have held back a little longer."
If possible, I had intended to avoid intertwining our bodies like this.
It would be a disaster if Rubel were to develop 'body affection' and stop trying to kill me.
Because Rubel must absolutely hate me.
- Saintess-nim. I am truly sorry.
Back then, in a past so distant I couldn't even recall when it was.
I, who was the Saintess at the time, saw a great destiny.
If I did not become the Demon King....
the demon who would take the next Demon King's seat would kill everyone I loved.
Having seen that destiny, I absolutely could not stand idly by.
- No. It's something I chose....
The vacant seat of the Demon King is always inherited and filled by the next in line.
So, even if I were to die right now, the next Demon King could still be that demon.
Therefore, I used immense divine power to create a loop, allowing Rubel to regress repeatedly every time they died.
So that Rubel could grow strong enough to confront the demon I saw in the prophecy someday.
I erased the memories of those around them and made them harbor hatred for me.
I even made them a woman, so they wouldn't remember that we were lovers.
Only then would their hatred for me grow stronger, allowing them to thoroughly cultivate their power.
Of course, having to witness Rubel's broken state with each Regression tears my heart apart.
Rubel, who cried, despaired, and spewed out their rage tens of thousands of times.
As someone who once loved Rubel more than anyone, this cycle of Regression was an incredibly difficult ordeal.
But I had to do it.
I had to make Rubel hate me, hate me so much that they would cut off my head.
Because only then could Rubel survive.
"......."
Honestly, it's not that I'm not afraid of death.
Most of my life so far has been filled with difficult moments.
But there were good memories too.
However, I hated the thought of Rubel dying even more than I feared death itself.
Even though I am the Demon King now, I prayed earnestly.
Please, let Rubel be able to kill me without knowing anything.
And thus, may they regain their laughter and smile brightly once more.
Please, let them forget me, reunite with a good person, and live happily.
I wished for it with all my heart.
Because I love them so much, so very much.
Starting tomorrow, I intended to treat them even more roughly.
So that Rubel could hate me even more, without a second thought.
To show them that I am nothing more than the Demon King who destroys the world.
So that Rubel's hatred could reach its peak.
...Although dying at the hands of the one I love is truly a sad thing.
If I can save Rubel, even like this.
If you, who are more precious than anything, can just live happily.
I could willingly offer my neck.
For Rubel, I could do that.
"Rubel......."
Gazing at Rubel's sleeping form beyond the window, I prayed to God.
'Please, let that sword have no hesitation in cutting off my neck.'
Although I had indulged in a moment of desire, exhausted by the long cycle of Regression.
Please, in the end, let Rubel be able to kill me.