Cut Off Their Hands and Feet (1)

"That's impossible!"

Fucking bitch? The succubus immediately shot down my declaration that I'd kill Jet Stream within three days. I nearly spat out a curse. But I'm a gentleman among gentlemen—a true gent. Manners maketh man! I barely managed to swallow the profanity, keeping it inside.

There's no way I could curse at the woman who was about to become mine, the one who'd grant me heaven in bed.

"Impossible? That's impossible."

"Pardon?"

"But to me, it's possible. So do as I say. You don't have any other options besides me anyway, right?"

"....."

Stabbed right in the heart by my words, the succubus clamped her mouth shut. Her eyes, gazing up at me from beneath as she lay pinned under me, shook violently like a ship caught in a storm.

She's wavering. If I land a decisive blow here to change her mind, the succubus will be mine... no, she'll be on my side.

I wanted to make the succubus mine. Women with bodies this lewd weren't exactly common. Yuna, Elis, Ji-na, Emily, Bae Sujung, Han Ji-min (Ice Queen)—none of the women I'd conquered so far, or the harem candidates I planned to in the future, could match her devilish allure.

Plus, if I got the succubus, the five guards next door getting railed by my clones would be mine too.

Yuna was still doing hero work, so we couldn't fuck every day. Emily I visited occasionally for sex, so effectively, Elis was the only one I could ravage daily. Adding the succubus and her guards would mean true debauchery whenever I wanted.

And on top of that, I'd take out the thorn-in-my-side Jet Stream and claim his turf. One stone, three birds.

Come to think of it?

Her beautiful face came into view, tears welling in her eyes as they shook. At the same time, I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠could see the guards in the next room, their pale backs exposed as they were taken.

Something's off between these girls, huh?

The easiest way to blackmail someone is to threaten their family. "Do as I say, or watch them die." One sentence like that could make even lifelong friends betray each other. Family was both the greatest strength and the ultimate weakness that made humans fragile.

But killing the guards here would backfire.

"You know what?"

"....."

"Your little sisters in the next room."

"Y-you didn't touch them, did you?! If you killed them... I swear! I'll kill you myself!"

Just as I'd predicted. Merely mentioning her sisters brought the venom back to her eyes, pushing aside even my cock.

"I didn't kill them."

Though I did touch them. Still am, actually.

My clones were touching them hard. With their dicks, precisely.

"Anyway, they were thinking some real touching thoughts."

"What?"

"They were plotting to betray you to save your life."

"Wh-what? That's...!"

"If they do, Jet Stream will kill them. But if you follow my orders? You all live. I'll slaughter Jet Stream and his goons. No villain who lives by his name will survive."

"....."

The succubus stared blankly at me. Soon, she spoke. The venom drained from her eyes again. She'd realized she had no choice.

"How... how exactly are you going to kill Jet Stream?"

Her tone had shifted too.

Squelch!

"Haht!"

I thrust my hips once, pulled her into an embrace, and shifted us to the bed without pulling out. Sitting on the edge, my massive frame put us at eye level even with her on my thigh. Meeting her gaze at the same height, I spoke. Unshakable confidence filled my eyes.

"If I fight Jet Stream one-on-one, I win. No matter what legendary history that fucker's built. I win."

"....."

"But I can't hit him right now. Our forces are too uneven. That's why I need your help."

"What do I need to do?"

"Like I said, find out where his underlings are. I'll pick off the ones separated from him one by one. Once I sever his limbs, the gap between our forces vanishes."

Of course, Jet Stream had way more low-level grunts—normal humans. But without villain commanders, they'd be a disorganized mob.

"As an executive, you can find their locations. Get me that intel, and killing Jet Stream will be easy."

"...Got it."

In a way, my plan to topple Jet Stream was ridiculously simple: cut off his limbs, then his head. But simplicity made it foolproof.

"I'll do as you say."

And with that, the succubus joined my simple plan. It was the only way she and her sisters could all survive.

"Good choice. Shall we continue?"

"Pardon? What do you—"

Squelch!

"Hik?!"

"Your womb's still begging for my cum. Plenty of time till sunrise—let's keep fucking."

"W-wait... hngah!"

Till morning broke, I ravaged the lady of the house in her own mansion, over and over. Thanks to absorbing my cum and skyrocketing her physical abilities—unlike my other women—she didn't tire and collapse easily. The succubus was the perfect partner for my insatiable lust.

*****

"Ji-na."

"Ack! Don't you know how to knock?!"

Ji-na, changing from casual clothes into a suit, frantically covered herself when I barged in.

Knock? Of course I do. But I skipped it to catch this view!

"Ah, sorry. Hurry and get dressed."

"...At least turn around first?"

"What's the big deal? I used to bathe you when ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you were little."

"That was when I was a kid! Turn around already!"

"Tch."

I clicked my tongue and turned. Inside, I burst out laughing. Normally, she'd tell me to get out. But she only asked me to turn—meaning she'd crossed the line. A very positive sign for me, who was gunning for her.

"Dressed yet?"

"God, seriously!"

"Sorry."

Black lace panties. Jackpot.

Today's Ji-na Panties What Color? was black.

"Haa... anyway, what is it?"

Fully dressed, Ji-na sighed like she was already tired. Hey! Don't sigh in front of your elders, young lady! Is that how I raised you?

"In three days—no, two—I'm throwing down with Jet Stream."

"...What?"

"I'd like your help then... possible?"

"Jet Stream? That S-rank villain?"

"Yeah. I told you before—I'd fight him soon."

"....."

Ji-na stared at me like I'd lost my mind. She was so baffled she kept stroking her hair or crossing her arms, unable to stay still.

"Yeah, you said soon. But isn't this too soon?"

"Perfect opportunity came up."

"Perfect opportunity?"

"Planted a spy."

"A spy? Can you trust them? The guy's infamous Jet Stream. Not just any villain—an S-rank! If that spy feeds you bad intel, you're the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠one who gets fucked."

"Yeah. The succu—er, that person's not betraying me. Ever."

The succubus had boarded my ship. Literally ridden it too. But I wasn't betting solely on that. For insurance against betrayal, I'd taken one sister—Lamia—as hostage. Taking the whole guard squad might tip off Jet Stream, so just her.

For the record, Lamia right now was—

"Hawek! Kh! Haaang~! P-please, just a little break!"

"Your pussy's clenching like it doesn't want a break. Quit whining and bounce those hips."

"Haaaang~!"

—riding me (Mark Two), her purple hair swaying as she shook her hips furiously. She resisted hard at first, but after enough pounding, she started moving on her own.

Ji-na, watching, sighed like she had no choice.

"Haa... fine."

"That means?"

"What can I do? You're fighting Jet Stream—how could I sit it out? Fine, I'll help."

"Thanks, Ji-na!"

"Kyaa! What the hell!"

I ran to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her with a thrilled expression and hugged her tight. My cock, swollen from railing Lamia, pressed hard against her smooth belly. Ji-na's face flushed crimson.

"L-let go!"

"Sorry. Got too excited."

Not sorry at all, but I apologized.

"This is a one-time thing. No matter how I think about it, I don't wanna be a villain."

"Sure. I asked for help last time, but I never planned to drag you along forever."

She laid down conditions; I nodded eagerly. Soon enough, she'd be under me and a villain with me anyway.

I saw Ji-na off to work and spent fun times with Elis.

*****

"Fun superpower, huh?"

I stroked my chin, eyeing Succubus Jennifer Lauren's status window.

Her power was Succubus, matching her villain name. A temptress who absorbed men's essence to fuel her strength. Fun fact: without semen, she couldn't use her power at all. Mouth, pussy, ass—any hole worked, but she needed to absorb cum to unleash her true potential.

And the quality mattered. Cum from powerless normals gave weak results. But from an S-rank like me? Massive power boost.

"Very useful firepower."

I could deploy her immediately against Jet Stream. After five loads of my cum, she wielded power beyond Lv.8—top-tier A-rank.

With only Karinbia and Ji-na as my A-rank forces, her cum-buffed strength was like rain in a drought.

Vroooom!

"Hm? Here already?"

The roar of an engine drew my gaze downward. A luxury car pulled up to the club, escorted by multi-passenger vehicles. Burly goons rushed to open the door. A rugged man, built almost like me, stepped out.

"That's him... Heres Boa, aka Dragonian."

The guy in the white long coat draped over his shoulders was one of today's A-rank villain targets: Dragonian.

Jet Stream's key executives to watch: three core ones. Prime Knight, who'd shared life and death with him. Giga Elephant, who'd charge Hero Association bare-handed on command. And Dragonian, heading into the club now.

These three were Jet Stream's infamous trio.

"Oof, queasy."

Seeing Dragonian's back, my calm gut suddenly churned. Almost as bad as facing Dad at Acardan Museum.

It meant one thing: Dragonian was a Lv.9 superpower user.

"Easy."