True Education – Noxbell's Pride Crumbles Before the Massive Cock
Noxbell's fighting spirit shattered instantly at the sight of the massive cock. She fell into a state where no words would come out.
She could only look up at it in awe....
"What are you doing? You need to put it in your mouth."
"Ah, I...."
"Don't want to? But just moments ago, didn't you say with your own mouth that you'd pay with sex?"
Amodeus mocked the dark elf who dared to brazenly refuse payment.
In response, she glared at him with all her fury.
Of course, her warning glare only acted like a sweet spice that made him enjoy the moment even more.
"Not scary at all."
"I'll curse you, you filthy bastard!"
"Has your brain gone dumb too? I clearly ordered you to suck my cock. I have no idea why you're refusing."
"Die! I said die!"
"Haa."
Amodeus, who had seen this coming, grabbed Noxbell's beautiful silver hair and yanked her forward.
Slowly, the cock drew closer to her face until it finally touched.
Sticky fluid dripped from her lower body as he issued his cruel command.
"Open your mouth. While I'm asking nicely."
In the end, Noxbell couldn't defy the order. It welled up from the depths of her soul, forcing her body to move.
The executed command pried her jaw open.
"Hah...."
The moment she took the cock in her mouth, Noxbell couldn't help but realize she'd tumbled into the abyss.
I'm... the last heir of Seladrin.
Before being Terranium's police chief, Noxbell was a daughter of Seladrin.
Among dark elves, the surname Seladrin once held immense prestige.
It was the name borne by those with the purest, most beautiful bloodline.
They even refused dealings with high elves who were like kin, priding themselves on their untainted lineage.
If my parents saw me like this, they'd kill me!
A twisted thought crossed her mind: it was a relief her parents were dead.
If her relatives or parents witnessed this, they surely would have graciously arranged an honorable death for her.
Why to a lowly imp of all things...!
If it had been a higher race—like a high elf or dragon—it might have dirtied her blood a bit, but she wouldn't have felt this humiliated.
Even with a beastkin or vampire... she might have endured, harboring thoughts of ripping them apart someday.
But no, it was a worthless imp.
This pathetic creature was defiling the last successor of the noble, superior, flawless Seladrin bloodline.
"Not impressive at all. You seemed to do better back then."
"Mmgh?"
"No, just talking to myself. Forget it."
In the dream, Noxbell had been more eager and enthusiastic with her fellatio.
But the real her was a bit different.
Morgana or Rasca would be way better.
Of course, considering she was a beginner, her mouth work wasn't bad...
But this wouldn't cut it. Amodeus wasn't some sex-starved beast who got excited by amateur moves.
"Stop."
"Puhah...."
With Amodeus's permission, Noxbell finally spat out the cock.
"...Seems like you're losing your mind over my flashy technique."
"How can you be so arrogant every chance you get? Are all higher races like this?"
"This isn't arrogance—it's just me being honest about reality!"
Same difference, wasn't it? Amodeus decided it was time to give this higher-race brat with her bad habits a proper education.
"I've been wondering for a while now. What the hell is the standard for 'higher races' anyway?"
"It's the natural order decreed by the heavens, of course!"
"Hmm."
She was seriously deluded. Amodeus recalled his days living in Hongdae—Itaewon.
In that place in Korea with the most foreigners, he'd never once felt discriminated against by other ethnicities.
"From my perspective, this city is utter shit."
"A mere imp dares... You should be grateful the mayor even lets your kind set foot in Terranium!"
"Well, unlimited immigration is nice and all."
But instead of giving those immigrants benefits, they squeezed them for every privilege. Wasn't that the problem?
Amodeus thought back to how immigrants were treated in his old world.
They often failed to integrate, becoming societal parasites.
But in Terranium, immigrants worked hard because they could enjoy a life of abundance incomparable to their homelands.
"This city's system doesn't even provide a ladder for those who try. It just kicks them down."
Many beastkin, despite having resident cards and solid social foundations, got loan denials from banks.
Meanwhile, elves fresh from the forests got loans easily just for being "higher races."
"Even when imps earn money, all they can afford is the slums on the outskirts, right? I heard that just 30 years ago, humans raided wealthy imp villages and stole their property."
"That was...."
Noxbell knew of the incident. It happened during the tenure of the current mayor's mother—a blatant case of racial discrimination.
Many imps lost their places and tumbled into the slums because of it.
"I don't want that kind of society."
Amodeus was already in a position where he could live comfortably without lifting a finger.
As long as no one discovered he was an incubus, he could coast till he died of old age.
But right now, Amodeus didn't want to just sit still.
"Where I used to live, there were all sorts of ethnicities. Sure, some were rude or discriminatory, but most respected each other and got by."
He turned Noxbell's body around and made her stick out her ass.
Her face paled as she realized what was coming.
"That's when I learned one thing. There are inferior people, but no inferior races."
Of course, Amodeus had his biases toward certain races. He even unconsciously looked down on goblins.
But he'd never thought them filthy or stupid.
Because... there were no inferior races.
To teach Noxbell that truth, Amodeus slapped her ass hard.
"Right now, you're getting fucked by the race you call inferior."
"Wh...?"
"Because you stupidly racked up a debt to me and are too incompetent to pay it back."
He shoved aside the bottom of her bunny girl suit. Pink flesh came into view.
"If superiority and inferiority are set by heaven's natural order, like you say, then what the hell is this situation?"
"Ah...."
"You're offering your body because you're too incompetent, right?"
Squiiiish.... The cock pressed against her entrance. Noxbell shuddered at the foreign sensation, but she couldn't move.
She was bound and being violated by a completely "inferior" race. Her whole body felt paralyzed.
"Heuk, heuk...."
"Getting it now? In this situation, who's the inferior one?"
"I'm... of Seladrin."
"A prestigious name is just empty pomp, Lady Noxbell."
Squish, squish, squish. Amodeus's hips began to move slowly back and forth.
"Sure, there might be inferior people. I admit that. And races with lots of them, due to culture or education. But are they all inferior? I don't think so. Hmm... this lecture dragged on unexpectedly. Now shut up and savor my cock."
Amodeus bared his teeth in a grin. The over-20cm monster pistoned wildly inside Noxbell.
With each thrust, she felt her mind growing hazy.
Ah.
The cock of an inferior race felt better than she'd imagined. Incredibly so. She even started thinking that... maybe imps were superior to elves in some ways? If so, submitting might be right.
"Ah, ahh...."
Overwhelmed by the relentless sensation of the pounding cock, the dark elf began to crumble.