The Trap
In the center of the dark cavern, where only the red magic circle emitted a faint glow, the Saintess knelt, pinned down by the club members’ hands. The President stood before her, her face colored with relief and admiration.
“Impressive. Even without being able to use your divine power, you resisted this much. You would’ve made a name for yourself as a knight even if you weren’t chosen as the Saintess.”
“…I don’t need your compliments.”
“Huhuhu! Is that so? Well… we’re not exactly on speaking terms, are we? Shall we get started then? I’ll grant you the honor of becoming a member of the Dark Church. You’ll make an excellent succubus.”
The President ran her eyes over the Saintess’s body as if licking her. Her appearance was flawless, and her figure was so alluring it was perfect for seducing men. Especially those violently large breasts—doubtful even a Succubus Queen could match them. Just sliding between them and shaking would make most men finish in under a minute. It was no exaggeration to call that body born purely for milking men dry.
The President activated the magic she had prepared.
“Mother of the Night, incarnation of beauty, Lilith. This humble servant beseeches you. Bestow your power upon this woman as well.”
Along with the prayer to the Apostle, Succubus Queen Lilith, the vital energy bursting from her palm linked with the already-spread magic circle, forming four new circles in the air. From within the ominously rippling circles, thick bundles of tentacles soon shot out. The tentacles ignored the club members entirely, as if their target was already decided, and swiftly rushed toward the Saintess, binding her limbs.
“Ugh! Th-this is…!”
“Calm down. They won’t hurt you. They’re only meant to help you accept the demonic energy better.”
“L-let go of this! I won’t accept any demonic energy!”
“It’s useless. Those tentacles won’t take damage from anything below 7th-circle magic. Just accept the blessing quietly.”
The President watched the Saintess’s struggles with a delighted expression, then leisurely approached and raised a finger to trace from the Saintess’s lower abdomen downward. Shrrrip! The shirt split open along the path of her finger. Finally reaching the skirt, it too was cut away and fell, exposing the Saintess’s lower body. Smooth, gently curving hills and thighs that balanced fat and muscle in perfect golden ratio—firm yet soft—were revealed.
The President gently rubbed the Saintess’s lower abdomen.
“Eek!? Wh-what are you doing….”
“Beautiful. With a body like this, you’re still a virgin. Truly fascinating, isn’t it?”
The President couldn’t understand why someone with such a beautiful body had never enjoyed sex. At her muttering, the Saintess’s face flushed red.
“T-take your hand away right now!”
“Huhuhu! Embarrassed? It’s fine. No need for that. To become a succubus, it’s better to be a virgin anyway.”
A womb that had never accepted a man had weak resistance to vital energy. The President slowly injected succubus energy while feeling the Saintess’s pure womb through her warm, soft skin.
Fwoooosh!
“A-ahhhhh!”
Divine power flashed from the Saintess’s body. It shone brightly as if trying to resist the energy, but was soon engulfed by Nephelina’s darkness and extinguished. At the same time, the brief but intense clash must have dealt a heavy blow to her mind, because the Saintess’s head dropped limply. As a result, the energy successfully penetrated her womb.
Thump!
The energy planted in her womb took root and pulsed along with her heart. A womb tattoo appeared on the Saintess’s lower abdomen. The tattoo grew darker each time demonic energy was supplied through the tentacles to her limbs.
“Good. Now we just have to wait.”
After pressing her fingers firmly against the Saintess’s lower abdomen for a moment, the President removed her hand and looked around. The club members were all staring at her with hazy eyes, their gazes thick with desire. The President smiled.
“Then… while we wait, shall we replenish some vital energy? Everyone, come here.”
—Kraaaah!
At the command, the club members’ impulses exploded and they all rushed toward the President. Afterward, the cavern transformed into an orgy hall.
*
—Ah! Ahh! Haaah! More! Do it more!
How far had they walked through the dark passage? Lewd moans began echoing from afar. Following the source, they arrived at the cavern. Inside, a woman was surrounded by countless men and being violated. She held a cock in each hand, sucking them alternately, while riding the waist of a man lying on the floor with her pussy and offering her anus to the man behind her, frantically chasing pleasure. Every time the men moved, her buttocks shook and her breasts swayed. It was a scene of pure madness! The heat was so intense it made onlookers want to join in. The only strange thing was that even in such a deranged situation, the woman’s body remained spotlessly clean.
‘So the President was a succubus too.’
With that cold observation, I turned my eyes away and headed toward the center. There was the Saintess. Her shirt torn and skirt stripped away, exposing her dazzling legs, she hung limply, unconscious, her limbs sealed by tentacles. The dense demonic energy flowing through the tentacles resonated with the tattoo engraved on her lower abdomen. Just as I was biting my lip hard—
“Haaah! Uuheueung! I’m cumming! I’m cummiiiiing!”
The President reached climax, screaming so loudly the cavern shook. A fountain gushed from her pussy. At the same time, the men who had been fucking her all ejaculated, spraying semen everywhere. Her pussy and anus were stained white, and the semen shot from the cocks in her hands dirtied her hair, face, breasts, and stomach completely.
The President sucked the glans of the cocks in both hands, drawing out every last drop of remaining semen, then looked up.
“Haa… How did you get here?”
“You already know, don’t you?”
“…What happened to Meloni?”
“I killed her.”
“Huuung… I thought so.”
She accepted it without a hint of agitation, as if she had already guessed the moment I appeared, and stood up. As the insertions were removed, her pussy and anus remained stretched in the shape of the cocks. Of course, they quickly returned to normal, but what was strange was that not a single drop of semen leaked out from between them. As if to explain, the semen that had soiled her entire body also disappeared, as if absorbed into her skin.
Slap!
When the President snapped her fingers, mana wrapped around her body and formed a leather suit.
“Obviously, Meloni must have let her guard down trying to absorb your vital energy and messed up, right?”
“……”
“Huhuhu! How foolish. But I understand. Even I find your vital energy tempting. It’s more intense than any I’ve absorbed so far. Any woman who has sex with you will never be able to escape. In a way, they’re pitiful. They’ll never experience that pleasure again.”
Succubi seemed to sense something. I hadn’t even imagined my own cock was that powerful.
‘Is it because of the elixir?’
The energy-enhancing pill Roxana gave me and the Phoenix Egg I absorbed. Those two must have synergized. The pill increased both size and girth, and the Phoenix Egg amplified my yang energy while granting recovery power. While briefly analyzing the cause, I felt that the maintenance time for Hwasin-hwa wasn’t very long and took a combat stance. At the same time, the President pointed at me and gave an order.
“Everyone, subdue that man!”
“Hah!”
A chuckle escaped me. She had called Meloni foolish, yet in the end she couldn’t suppress her own greed either. She’d have to pay for that with her life.
“Kwaaaah!”
I dodged the attack of a club member charging from the side, reached out, and grabbed his head. Fwoooosh! Then I poured Pure Flame inside. This flame that rejected everything burned away the brainwashing spell planted in his mind.
“Kuaaak!”
The voice of the club member, who had been howling like a beast with no trace of reason, gradually regained intelligence. The member who had been screaming in pain lost consciousness the moment the brainwashing was completely broken. I threw him into a corner.
“You made a mistake.”
After saying that to the flustered President, I slowly approached her while breaking the brainwashing of the club members rushing in one after another. Eventually, when nearly half the members had fallen, the President changed her policy.
“J-just kill him! Kill him! Don’t let him get this far!”
With her composure gone, the President switched to casual speech as she reissued the order, simultaneously activating a mental magic using vital energy. Heart-shaped pinkish energy bloomed in succession and rushed forward at high speed. They had no physical form and weren’t bound by material things. However, it was all in vain.
‘No need to dodge.’
Simply wrapping myself in a protective barrier of Pure Flame was enough to melt them all away meaninglessly. Instead, I attacked the President’s mind in return. Rumble… When I used Dragon Fear, a heavy pressure instantly descended and crushed the surroundings. The club members’ movements stopped, and the President’s magic, which she had been casting in panic, shattered. She stumbled backward.
“Wh-what is this! Just what the hell are you!?”
“Do I have to tell you?”
“D-don’t come closer! The Saintess is here! If you come any closer, I’ll just kill her—!”
Boom!
I poured out maximum mana output in the brief moment the President glanced at the Saintess and broke through all the club members. The members caught in the aftermath lost consciousness and collapsed. Facing the President right in front of me, I whispered.
“What did you just say?”
“A-ah… I-impossible. How did you break my brainwashing….”
“Is that your last words?”
When I spoke while emitting thick killing intent, the President flinched, then suddenly dropped to her knees with a servile expression.
“W-wait! I surrender! I’ll surrender, so spare me!”
“…Why should I?”
When I replied coldly without the slightest hesitation, the President removed her clothes, becoming naked, then grabbed my hand and forced it onto her breast.
“H-how is it? Good, right? If you spare me, you can do whatever you want.”
“……”
“A-are you worried it’ll be dirty? Look. It’s not dirty. I’m not lying! I’ll serve you for life. You can treat me like a toilet. Okay?”
When I remained silent, she grew anxious and used her other hand to spread her pussy, revealing the pink insides. As expected of a succubus, even after taking so many cocks, there was no sign of use. I applied force to the hand gripping her breast.
“Eek! A-ah, you like it? Yes. You can do that. You can do whatever you want.”
“…Whatever I want?”
“That’s right! You can grope as much as you like. Want a paizuri? I’m good at it.”
Whether to appeal her usefulness or not, she didn’t hesitate to offer even the most humiliating things. Watching the President’s hand leave her pussy and approach my cock, I drew up Pure Flame.
“Unfortunately, there’s only one thing I want.”
“…One?”
“Yeah. Your death.”
“Ah…”
Her red eyes widened in shock. Meeting those eyes, I immediately poured flame through my hand and burned her heart. Fwoooosh!
“Aaaaaaaaah!!!”
The Pure Flame that dug into her heart spread through her blood vessels following her pulse, extinguishing all demonic energy and vital energy. The President screamed in terrible pain before finally turning into a handful of ash.