Chapter 17
Chapter 17
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: Pledging Loyalty to the Vampire Princess (Her Feet) (2)
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Even on Earth, kissing someone's feet was an act of unspeakable humiliation and submission.
Kneeling on one's knees was one thing.
Bowing one's head was another.
But pressing one's lips to the feet—one of the dirtiest parts of the human body, thanks to upright walking and shoes—that in itself was one of the most degrading acts imaginable.
Was it an extension of that meaning?
Kissing feet symbolized master and slave, which for some became the ultimate fetish.
Feet weren't an erogenous zone.
But the moment someone licked and sucked on them, they transformed into a mental erogenous zone that satisfied the urge for domination.
What about in this world?
Forcing someone to kiss the top of your foot—whether human or demon—it was like the symbol of a conqueror.
More profound than making a king kneel or bow: making them crawl on all fours like beasts and kiss your feet, a profane desecration of humanity.
There was no other meaning when the Vampire Princess extended her foot to me.
—Can you truly cast aside your human dignity and pledge unwavering loyalty to a demon legion commander, living for the demons?
She was saying it with her actions.
It was no different from how I'd threatened Eris and Dalia.
Like telling Eris to spread her legs if she didn't want to die.
Like ordering Dalia to become a vampire and smash the traitors' heads if she wanted to live.
Your training results are impressive, but if you want to keep scraping by as a trainer, prove your sincere submission to me with actions.
That's what she was demanding of me right now—
'Of course, absolutely.'
Her opponent was one of the Demon King's Four Great Kings, commander of the Vampire Legion.
An existence that even seasoned adventurers could only gaze up at in awe, one that even swordmasters couldn't easily face.
How could I possibly resist someone like that standing before me?
And above all—
'When a smoking hot babe who's making me rock hard shoves her clean bare foot at me and tells me to lick it, what's there to hesitate about?'
The Vampire Princess's foot was pristine, like she'd just stepped out of a bath.
There was no "ew, this is gross" vibe about licking it—in fact, it looked soft and smooth without a single callus.
Therefore.
"Master, allow me to demonstrate my loyalty."
I immediately leaned my face toward the Vampire Princess's foot—
Swoosh.
But she subtly pulled it back.
"...Master?"
"...For real?"
The Vampire Princess's expression hardened.
She looked like she couldn't quite bring herself to say anything, blinking as if she hadn't expected me to actually do it.
"Are you truly intending to kiss my foot?"
"Yes. Just a kiss? Hardly."
Lick.
"I'll lick it like a dog."
I stopped short of saying I'd suck it like one.
Worried she'd yank her foot away in disgust.
"Uh, um."
The Vampire Princess hesitated.
Her slightly wavering gaze seemed to be probing how serious I really was.
'Did I overdo it?'
She'd outright shoved her foot at me, so it wasn't like she was embarrassed or anything.
Her legs were crossed now, not fully visible, and she wasn't blatantly flashing me, but between those crossed thighs, her magical triangle was teasingly almost on display.
If I licked her toes while squinting up... I could probably sneak a peek.
'Only a man would pass this up.'
A babe I wanted to pound right then and there.
A spotless foot that looked freshly washed.
A soft, callus-free sole.
Perfectly nourished toenails, no pedicure needed.
And above all, the Vampire Princess herself—flustered and hesitating the moment I said I'd lick it!
"May I humbly enjoy the honor of licking your foot, Master?"
"......"
I could feel Dalia's gaze from behind.
And the Succubus Secretary's gaze from behind the Vampire Princess.
Gazes loaded with all sorts of complicated emotions, but I only looked up at the Vampire Princess, assuming the position.
One knee on the ground, cradling her foot with both hands.
Like a knight in a story gently removing a lady's broken heel in the capital.
Or the male lead in a romance drama slipping off the heroine's snapped heel and giving her his sneakers.
"Do I have your permission?"
"...Hmm."
As I gazed up at her with pure eyes, the Vampire Princess smiled wryly, as if she'd reached a decision.
"Fine, go ahead and try."
She smiled leisurely, like she'd kill me if I half-assed it, but unlike her confident grin, her hand rested demurely on her thigh.
As if she didn't know where to put it, so thigh it was.
As if to test whether I was all talk or not.
'Time to probe.'
I swallowed hard.
Leaning forward, I watched her reaction.
Like a smooth talker waiting for "that's enough," I approached her foot very, very slowly.
"Ha."
The Vampire Princess let out a hollow laugh.
The moment I feigned hesitation, she laughed—
'My hunch was right.'
More than I'd thought, kissing a foot was an unimaginably humiliating act for a human.
Smack.
"!!"
I pressed my lips to the sole of the Vampire Princess's foot.
Cradling her heel and ankle gently with both hands, I held still for a long moment, lips planted firmly.
Slip.
She tried to pull away.
But I gripped tighter with both hands, eyes closed, keeping my lips on the center of her sole.
Silence.
Only the sound of swallowing, breaths from front and back.
Smack.
I deliberately sucked hard, making a deep, wet kissing sound as I dropped my head.
"Tha—"
That's enough.
That'll do.
Before the words could come, I kissed again.
"!!"
Smack, smooch, smack.
Thanks to my grip, her foot twitched with each kiss, ankle twisting slightly.
"......"
I slyly glanced up, meeting the Vampire Princess's eyes.
Her face wasn't flushed, but she was clearly staring right at me.
So—
Lick.
I lightly licked up the sole with my tongue.
Squinting up at her, I leaned closer, burying my face.
Lick.
My tongue, rising from the sole, now headed toward her toes.
The startled Vampire Princess curled her slightly, but I didn't miss the gap.
'Now.'
Chomp.
I gently nipped her big toe between my teeth.
Setting them lightly to hold it in place, her brow furrowed just a bit.
How dare you bite my foot? she must have thought.
But—
Slurp, suuuck.
I lavished it like a clit, licking eagerly.
Not just the size—adorably petite—but soft without any hard spots, like she didn't walk much; no resistance, pure bliss.
Lick.
I pulled my head back.
At the same time, delivering what might be her most sensitive spot, a first-time experience she'd never known.
"!!"
Her ankle's twitch told me everything.
The Vampire Princess was flustered.
She'd never imagined her "toe gaps" being tongued.
Lick, lick.
I pressed my tongue in, poking between big and second toe.
Then flattened it upward, dragging behind her toenail.
Smack.
Not forgetting to kiss the tip.
Toes aren't as sensitive as soles, but kissing and tonguing them like this—
"...Ngh."
It delivers mental orgasm: conquest and pleasure to the recipient.
Slip.
I pulled her foot, stretching the top flat.
Pressing my forehead to her ankle, I lightly kissed the front of her instep.
Smack, smooch.
Kissing like caressing.
From the moment I started licking, my loyalty was also foreplay for the Vampire Princess.
Lick, lick.
Pulling lips for kisses, licking up, slowly wetting her entire instep with saliva—
"Stop."
The Vampire Princess called out firmly.
I froze, tongue on the middle of her instep.
"...Withdraw."
"...Yes, Master."
Smack.
I finished the kiss and pulled back.
Deliberately leaving a sticky trail of saliva stretching long.
A clear thread from her big toe to my lips.
Slurp.
As it dangled down, I licked it up before it broke, cleaning my lips.
"...Trainer, Azazel."
The Vampire Princess's voice.
"I've seen your loyalty well."
Unlike at first, it trembled slightly.
"You are my trainer."
About 30 minutes later.
"......"
Only the Vampire Princess remained in the training room.
Trainer Azazel had been sent to his room on the Succubus Secretary's orders, and the fallen priestess who'd been there was escorted by subordinates to a "demon private quarters."
"......"
The Vampire Princess sat motionless on her magically conjured chair, legs crossed for a long while.
Then, quietly, alone, she lifted the crossed leg.
Her foot.
The top was covered in deep red kiss marks.
"......"
A sensation she'd never felt before in her life.
"...Ha."
She let out a long-held sigh, tilting her head back.
"A human who achieved the feat of awakening an ancient being... finding that clue... and he goes this far..."
Propping her chin with one hand, she turned her gaze.
"...Well, it wasn't bad."
Her face flushed as she murmured.
"...But."
She frowned at the same time.
"Did he do this—kissing feet—for the other women too?"
He was too good at it.
"...I should check sometime."
The Vampire Princess rose—
"......"
The moment she went to slip her shoe back on, she froze.
"......"
Flap.
She spread her wings and flapped out of the training room door.
Leaving one shoe behind.