Chapter 47
Chapter 47
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: The Price of Betrayal (1)
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Lady Gentia's fan trembled.
Because the first man's cock had burst?
No.
It was because the moment the second man thrust his cock into Maria, Kite's face twisted in utter fury.
"What? Why? What the hell?"
He glared at me.
As if he never expected me to do something like this, as if he couldn't believe how I could stoop so low, his eyes bulged in rage.
'That's what you get for letting him climb over you.'
Playing mind games to make us misjudge the situation, testing the waters by asking if he could touch other pussies—it had all been a mistake.
'Or maybe ditching Gentia was the mistake to begin with.'
Anyone else, maybe not. But for Kite, this man had to fuck Gentia.
He'd had three chances over three days, and all three times, this guy had thrown Gentia away.
Like in a game where you lose all three lives and it's game over, this man had pretty much burned through all his coins.
'Then die.'
Thud, smack, thud.
The second man awkwardly shoved his cock in.
No matter how much it was the situation forcing him to thrust, a man couldn't help but shake his hips once his dick was inside.
'It's not just about sticking it in.'
Those standing behind wouldn't see it, but I'd set things up so the guy thrusting up close could spot something specific.
'That bastard thrusting right now? He can see Maria getting fucked.'
From afar, it looked like there was just a slit in the portrait, but get your cock right up against it and peer in close, and you'd see a hole carved out revealing Maria getting pounded.
A peephole, basically.
Lilith had first suggested using magic to let them see through it, but that got shot down because everyone behind would see too.
So I'd drilled a hole visible only to the ones doing the thrusting.
Maria wouldn't be fully visible, but they'd catch glimpses of her hair, her restrained form, and the way her body shuddered every time a cock plunged in.
And the result?
"Grrraaah!!"
The man came.
Caught off guard by his own ejaculation, he frantically tried to pull his hips back—but
"Oh my, don't spill a drop."
The succubus handling him pressed down hard on his lower back with her hand.
With his hands bound, he couldn't overpower her grip. Struggling to pull out only forced his cock even deeper in with brutal force.
Squelch—
"Nnghaaa!!"
The moan from behind the wall carried all the way here.
Previously, we'd blocked the noise with magic, but today was special. We'd let the groans of the woman getting fucked echo through.
"Ah."
One of the men widened his eyes at the scream.
And sneaked a glance at Kite.
"What, so startled? Oh, familiar scream, huh?"
Someone who knew her, obviously.
Probably the type who'd jerked off listening to Maria getting railed by the boss.
That's why he looked at Kite.
He knew who that moan really belonged to.
"But why are you shaking like a leaf?"
I turned my gaze to Kite.
He glared at me like I was the root of all evil—which, fair enough.
"Oh ho. Planning to punch me if those cuffs come off?"
Death didn't scare me.
But getting killed by a loser like him and regressing back? That'd be a dog's death.
If dying had value and helped the legion, fine. But going out from a punch by this clown? Worse than a dog's death.
Besides, the one who should be raging like this wasn't Kite.
Time to poke a little more.
"Number two, back to your spot. Succubus, milk him right up to the brink of death."
"Yes, Trainer."
The man who'd creampied Maria got dragged back by the succubus to his place.
But soon she forced him flat on the floor, mounted him, and rode him relentlessly.
"Mmph! Mmmph...!"
With the succubus even kissing him to drain his essence, his eyes could only stare up at her.
Better than the alternative, probably.
At least he didn't have to face Kite's murderous glare.
But that's why Kite didn't notice.
"......."
The gaze of Lady Gentia, staring daggers at him from beneath her robe.
Gentia herself was trying not to fixate on Kite, staying calm and watching the scene—but his every explosive reaction kept drawing her eyes.
Disillusionment. Rage. Contempt.
And above all, the deepest betrayal.
Those feelings would only intensify with each creampie to come.
"Next. Number three."
"Ugh... ughhh...."
The third man stepped forward at my command.
His face looked far more timid than the others, clearly sneaking peeks at Kite.
"Um, excuse me...."
"Got something to say?"
"Just like this... thrust right in...?"
He pointed at Maria's pussy.
It was overflowing with the previous guy's creampie.
Her juices drooling out, thick cum dangling and dripping down.
"What? Problem?"
"No, it's just...."
"You've all been happily sticking it in holes already fucked, haven't you?"
"Y-yeah, but...."
"Ah. We did clean it spotless after each load."
I yawned long and waved my hand.
"Too much hassle now."
"......!!"
"What're you waiting for? Fuck her."
"B-but...."
The third man trembled violently, then slammed his cock into the hole anyway.
"Urk...!"
Gagging at shoving into someone else's hole—freshly creampied, no less.
He'd probably never done an orgy, or if he had, he was the type for clean, tidy sex.
"Mmph! Mmmphh!!"
But cocks are honest.
The fully hard shaft plunged deep into Maria, twisting her body in agony around it.
'The drug's starting to kick in.'
I hadn't dosed Maria directly.
But each thrust smeared the aphrodisiac straight into her pussy.
'The succubus fluids on their dicks are reacting.'
The men had already been milked by succubi before coming here.
Even now, succubus tails coiled around their cocks, dripping saliva periodically to keep them erect while stroking.
They'd probably gotten succubus fluids on their glans back in the cells too. By now, they'd go mad.
Maria or no Maria, if they didn't fuck and cum, their dicks would rot or explode.
"Raaargh!!"
The third man roared like a lion.
Thrusting his hips forward hard, like vomiting out pent-up pressure—the wall shook violently.
"Ughh!!"
Kite screamed at the jolt.
Even with his cock gripped, he lunged forward. I signaled the succubus holding it.
Let go.
Let's see what he does.
She eased her tail's grip—and
"Grrraaah!!"
"Kyaa!!"
Kite shoved the succubus aside with his back, then charged ahead.
"Guh!"
He shoulder-checked the third man—who was creampieing Maria and pulling out—and his succubus, sending them flying.
The blow was so sudden and fierce, I almost thought his cuffs had come undone.
"Raaargh!!"
Kite bellowed, planting himself in front of Maria.
Like he'd never let anyone see her pussy again. Like he'd shield her shame. Crouching low like a wrestler ready to spear anyone who approached.
"Tch."
Before I could even click my tongue.
Click.
Lady Gentia clicked her tongue and snapped her fan shut.
"La, Lady... this is...."
I tried to buy time with a panicked look—but
"Enough."
Her words froze me solid.
"It's over."
Everyone halted at Gentia's voice.
Even the succubi mid-fuck perked up their ears, pausing. The men beneath them snapped out of their haze, eyes turning to her.
"Trainer."
"Ugh...?"
Gentia pulled back her hood, staring at me. The men's pupils quaked at the sight.
"The bet... I lost."
"Hmm."
I pondered briefly.
"You mean we can end it here, Lady?"
I dropped the act and stepped toward her.
"Still plenty more fun to be had."
"Does it have to be sex?"
"Huh?"
"...Seeing that bastard shield her like that is enough."
She called Kite "that bastard," plain as day.
"Even in this mess, he'd throw himself in front of her. His 'subordinates' hesitate to even stick their dicks in."
"......."
"Do whatever with the others. I lost the bet, so grant me one request instead."
"What?"
"That bastard."
Gentia pointed ahead.
"Let me kill those two bitches myself."
Her finger aimed at Kite and Maria.
"Even if I die, I want those two fuckers dead first."
Gentia's eyes were wild.
Whether this would help her fall further, who knew—but
"Dalia."
Creeeak.
The door behind the wall opened, and the vampire priestess Dalia stepped out.
"Lend me your mace?"
"Gladly."
Dalia handed Gentia the mace's handle.
"......."
"Mmph! Mmmph! Mmmphh!!"
Kite dropped to his knees in an instant, thrashing wildly to speak—but
Clang—!!
Gentia's full-force swing smashed his head into the floor.
One thing.
Gentia still wore cuffs, suppressing her magic.
So she couldn't kill him in one hit.
Maybe that's why.
Thud, thud, splat—
Every time Kite tried to rise, Gentia swung the mace with all her restrained strength, battering him.
To kill him, plain and simple.
"......."
Gentia's face twisted in rage and sorrow as she swung.
But for a split second, I caught something in her eyes.
It was.
Ecstasy.
'Pleasure doesn't just come from sex.'