Chapter 51
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 51
Chapter Title: Demon King Beatrice (3)
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『Demon King's Castle. Fantasy World.』
"For the sake of revenge, I will cast aside all pride and do whatever it takes."
A lascivious smile crept across the Demon King's lips.
"Have you heard of the beauty trap?"
Beauty trap? As if I'd fall for that so easily!
I tried to wriggle free from the Demon King's embrace.
But my entire body had gone limp; I couldn't even twitch a finger. What the hell? Some kind of ability?
"Whenever I led my forces into battle, my soldiers' morale was always sky-high. Do you know why?"
The Demon King pulled me even tighter into her arms.
Her massive breasts settled right on my face. So soft...
Even wrapped in that black dress, they had an impressive volume and weight to them.
"The secret lay in the rewards. To those who achieved great feats, I would grant either a female captive from the battlefield or one of my own women—selecting only the most beautiful."
The Demon King began rubbing my crotch through my pants, nice and slow.
No way. I've got Sera...!
No matter how desperately I tried to resist, my dick was brutally honest—it stiffened right up in no time.
"The true nature of males is to ravage and conquer females. I simply granted them the rewards they so desperately craved."
The Demon King yanked my pants down.
My cock sprang out like it had been waiting for this moment.
The Demon King smiled contentedly, as if she'd known it would.
"Those who received such rewards indulged to their hearts' content. They ravaged the moaning females, filling their bellies with their own seed."
Her breasts swayed softly atop my face as they rested there.
The firm, heavy sensation was exquisite.
This... feels even better than Sera's...?
And there's even a sweet milk chocolate scent wafting from them.
"But the reward my soldiers craved most of all was something else entirely."
She leaned her face in close to mine.
"The reward they desired above all was my virginity."
She whispered it like a secret, even though there was no one else to hear.
"If they succeeded in our conquest, I promised my virginity to the greatest hero among them."
The chance to crush the woman everyone coveted and longed for beneath them, to pound relentlessly into her pussy.
The chance to pump her full of baby batter until her slim belly swelled with their child.
"Offering my virginity meant pledging to serve that man as my husband, my lifelong master."
The Demon King touched the tip of my cock with her gloved finger.
Precum oozed out from her teasing strokes.
"My soldiers lusted after that reward so fiercely that even if their limbs were torn off, they pressed forward without fleeing."
Her finger grazed my urethra, smearing the precum all over the head.
"But in the end, we lost the war, and I was sealed away still a virgin."
She formed a ring with her thumb and index finger, then began stroking just the ridge of my glans.
Her leisurely pace let me savor the pleasure nice and slow.
"Fulfill my request, and I shall offer you my virginity. I will serve you as my husband, my lifelong master. I am fully prepared to do so."
Up and down the ring went, stroking slowly.
The speed and pressure were perfect, but the glove made it just a bit rough.
It would've been so much better with bare skin.
"Heh... Not with bare hands just yet. You're my future mate, but not quite there. Bear with it for motivation. But instead..."
She pulled her hand away from my cock.
Why stop so suddenly...!
I shot her a protesting glare.
She held her palm up to her mouth.
"Behe...♥"
The Demon King let a glob of spit drip onto her palm.
It stretched out in a long, viscous strand. Even watching it, you could feel the stickiness.
I'd seen spit like that before... from Sera, maybe?
This natural lube-like saliva must be a succubus trait.
"Make do with this for now."
She dripped the spit onto my cock and spread it carefully.
Then she resumed the handjob.
It slid so slickly, like love gel, making my cock feel amazing as it rubbed.
Ah... this is good... My body twitched uncontrollably...
"Heh... Feels good, doesn't it? Promise to grant my request, and I'll do it bare-handed right now."
Ugh... I want that bare handjob so bad...
But no. I've got Sera...!
She's probably done this to plenty of other guys anyway. I don't need some slut!
One slut in my life—my wife from my past life—is enough.
"Slut? What nonsense! Even you should know better than to say that!"
She tightened her finger ring, squeezing my cock hard.
I wanted to scream, but my limp body wouldn't let me.
"Do you know that succubi are divided into two types based on how they induce ejaculation?"
Calm again, the Demon King resumed her slow strokes.
"Succubi are split between those who do it through dreams and those who do it physically."
She lectured like a teacher.
Getting a handjob while listening to a teacher... kinda hot...
"Those who only do it in dreams preserve their purity to raise their value and attract superior males."
Virgin strategy? They're not dumb after all. They know how much men value purity.
"Those who do it physically prefer real ejaculations over dreams for efficiency, so they suck power even from weak males."
Slut strategy? Smart in its own way. Few males turn down a one-night stand.
"But I was neither. I fell somewhere in between."
Middle ground between virgin and slut? Is there even such a thing?
"I induced ejaculation both in dreams and reality, but in neither did I ever touch a man's flesh or fluids directly."
How...? Is that even possible?
"It is. Like this—handjobs through gloves, or grinding through clothes."
What? She's still a slut. Total turn-off.
"No! I am unequivocally a virgin. My hymen is intact. Want to check it yourself?"
A hymen doesn't make you a virgin. It can tear from intense exercise.
What I want is a woman with no memories of other men.
"Why obsess so much over memories?"
Experienced women always compare you. I hated that.
I was always their first, always sincere, but to my wife, I was the third, fourth, tenth.
Whatever we did, she'd compare me to ex-boyfriends.
Especially after drinking: "My ex treated me like a princess, what about you?" Worst thing to hear.
"I would never do that. No one would. Maybe the woman you met was just weird?"
Yeah. Maybe she was the weird one.
But even if they don't say it, they compare in their heads.
You probably had hotter guys before me, right?
"No. Absolutely not. You are the first to match my ideal type."
Bullshit. My dick's so small.
You had orcs and ogres among your subordinates. Bet you jerked them off too.
"Does that bother you?"
Your silence says it all.
"Occasionally, for morale boosts or praise. But never skin-to-skin, so don't worry."
Knew it. You damn slut!
Now you'll compare sizes and stamina without even realizing. The more I think, the less appealing she gets.
Sera's the only one for me. Send me back!
"Ugh... Such insolence. Looks like you need a lesson."
A palm-sized purple magic circle appeared before her hand.
Then my cock started itching like crazy.
It felt hot and cold at once, and it began to grow.
It swelled massively, until it looked like a horse cock.
The shape was grotesque, just like one.
"How's this? Satisfied now?"
Crazy. What the hell! Change it back!
"Seems sufficient. I could make it bigger, but this will do."
The Demon King stroked the horse cock calmly, as if nothing happened.
"How is it? Better with a bigger dick?"
Like hell it feels good! Change it back!
I was too freaked out to enjoy the handjob.
"Your balls have grown impressively too. Bet this feels nice."
She cupped my balls and fondled them gently.
They felt fist-sized now.
How am I supposed to walk around with these? Change it back!
"Hmm... Not impressed? Then how about this?"
She gripped the massively swollen glans.
Then shoved her index finger right into my urethra.
"Your piss hole's so wide, my finger slides in easily."
The Demon King giggled as she pushed deeper.
What are you doing? Why stick a finger in there!
"Heh... Round and round~."
She grinned and twirled her finger inside my urethra.
Ugh!! My whole body shuddered like I'd been struck by lightning.
The intense pleasure seared into my brain—dangerously so.
If I could speak, it'd be a scream for sure.
"Keep treating a pure virgin like a slut, and this is the punishment you get for your rudeness."
She put on a stern face and twirled her finger again.
I writhed in agonizing ecstasy, trembling all over.
"Think you've had enough punishment. Let's stop here."
Finally, her finger slipped out of my urethra.
I collapsed onto her thigh, drenched in sweat.
"Oops, did I go too far? Still, your insolent thoughts needed correcting."
She restored my cock to its original size.
"Cock size means nothing to me. I can change it to whatever you want, anytime."
She reformed the finger ring and resumed stroking my little dick.
Maybe from the overload earlier, the pleasure hit even harder now. Gonna piss myself at this rate...
"Stamina, race—I can adjust them however you like. Orc, ogre, or back to human."
The Demon King pressed her fingertip against my urethra.
Thankfully no insertion this time, but lightning pleasure shot through my head.
"But honestly, no need to change. Your current form is captivating enough to make me swoon. Have some confidence."
She flashed a gentle smile.
Had my brain really been rewired? My heart pounded.
"Especially, I adore tormenting a cute little cock like this."
She pinched the glans between her fingers and squeezed.
The soft head mashed like dough under the pressure.
A fresh sensation made my hips buck slightly.
"Let me share an amusing fact. Among my subjects, goblins were my absolute favorites."
What...? The Demon King has a goblin fetish...?
Is that why she reincarnated me as one?