Pleasure Corruption Event (1)

I gazed coldly down at Lia, sprawled face-down on the bed, her ass glistening with arousal as she thrust it high to tempt me.

Even as her eyes glazed over and her tongue lolled out from my devoted caresses, panting desperately, she was still spreading her cheeks wide, vowing to protect her virginity to the end.

Her pussy's a virgin, but her mind's rotten through. She's still scheming to hook up with Eric. Turning this bitch to my side is the first step toward exterminating the parasites eating away at our family.

I glared at Lia's flushed ass and the way her rear hole winked hungrily, craving my cock.

World correction from the smut novel? It said Anal Lv.5, so it should be well-developed, but the color was a soft pink like her pussy, the shape neat and tidy. You could believe it was a pussy instead of an asshole.

But an asshole's still an asshole.

I ignored that vulgar hole, burying my face instead in the cleanest, most secret part of her body—the dripping virgin pussy up front, leaking clear nectar drop by drop.

Thankfully, in this smut novel world, there was no smell at all. Her rear hole gave off a strangely stimulating floral scent, even more arousing than her pussy.

I cautiously extended my tongue forward and licked her slit. Not the worn-out non-virgin asshole, but the purest part of her body, her virgin pussy gushing love juices.

"Hiiiiiik—!"

As my tongue parted her thick outer labia, Lia shuddered like she'd been struck by lightning magic.

A brutal dark fantasy world where human rights were nowhere to be found.

In this realm ruled by coercion and exploitation, a nobleman burying his face between a maid's cheeks and lavishing her with care was a pleasure beyond Lia's comprehension.

Men in this world didn't devote themselves to caressing a woman's pussy. And a man shoving his face into her ass crack like a dog to lick it—cunnilingus—was utterly alien.

Slurp, sluuuurp, slooooorp—

Slurp, schluuuurp—.

"Hi, hik?! Th-this is weird, so weird, young master! D-don't do thaaat... Eut, haaaang!"

I parted the tight seam of her narrow slit with my tongue, relentlessly teasing the delicate mucosa inside.

The nectar from her virgin pussy—preserved through years of offering her ass to Eric—flowed stickily onto my tongue.

The sound of my tongue roughly toying with the softest, most tender flesh in her body.

"Young master, d-don't do thaaat. Y-you're a noble, why lavish such care on a maid like me... there, so devotedly, eut?!"

For the first time, her outward words matched her inner thoughts—perhaps because no man had ever pleasured her with such loving attention.

I thrust my tongue deep into her straight, tightly clenched virgin pussy, spreading it up-down, left-right to widen it.

Lia's sticky pussy juices coated my tongue. Non-virgin or not, there was no foul smell. Instead, her nectar tasted and smelled like sugar water infused with flower petals.

The bizarre plausibility of a smut novel world.

But it helped suppress my disgust at lavishing care on a non-virgin, letting me immerse myself more fully.

A new skill too.

It paled compared to protagonist Kael slicing through monsters with one sword swing, but I channeled the power of my new sex skill to flick my tongue even faster.

Her non-virgin virgin pussy, clenching elastically as if it would never yield, began to melt and part under the authority of my sex skill and persistent teasing.

At first, it only gaped slightly when I prodded with my tongue, snapping shut when I pulled back. But soon, even after I withdrew, it stayed open, revealing its pink depths to me.

And finally.

Lia's virgin pussy gaped slightly even after I pulled my tongue away, twitching lewdly as thick, sticky nectar drooled down.

I checked the new Depravity stat while dropping my pants.

Her eyes now stared at me openly, brimming with raw anticipation—no more pretending to be an innocent virgin.

Having possessed this body and gone straight from the meeting to conquering Lia, it was my first time showing her my cock too, but I felt no anxiety.

Unlike my typically roguish, thuggish Werner face—which appealed to women despite its edge—my cock was just monstrously huge and thick, ferociously intimidating.

I recalled the academy ladies from the original story whimpering and sobbing as it impaled them.

"Ha... ha, hot?"

Bigger than she'd imagined, Lia let out a hollow laugh, but couldn't hide the pleased smile tugging at her lips.

The Pleasure Corruption effect had stripped away even her ability to act.

I pressed my menacingly erect cock near her ass.

Lia arched her back, thrusting her ass up in a posture screaming sexual experience, then twisted to look at my cock again, mouth agape in a instinctive gasp that stroked my male pride.

I glanced at the bar floating above her head—likely the Pleasure Corruption time limit—before rubbing my glans along the cleft of her ass.

Pussy juices quickly coated it, filling the air with wet, obscene squelches.

My cock teased her outer labia, threatening to plunge into her pussy, then pressed against the puckered wrinkles of her pink asshole.

Arousal 100 fever time. Sex now massively boosted submission and favor—this was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my chance.

"Haa, haat... Y-young master, please... please put it in! I'm going insane, I feel like I'm dying!"

"As you wish. Where do you want it?"

Losing all reason, she spread the hole she usually enjoyed most with her fingers.

The lewd hole ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠twitched. Without Mind Reading, I'd have mistaken it for her virgin pussy and slammed in.

"The back...! Eut, shove your massive cock into my soft, squelching asshole...!"

"Got it. I'll ram it in. I'll stuff your hole full."

I whispered romantically in her ear, pulling her waist close. Then I finally thrust my cock into Lia.

"Huh? Ah, young master, that's... that's not—! That's the front! Nooo! Not there, the back, the baaaack—kyaaaaah!"

I flipped her body over, laying her on her back.

Startled by the position change, Lia instinctively resisted.

But as her hands pushed against my chest,

Far weaker than before, I grabbed her wrists, slung one leg over my shoulder, and pinned her hips down with both hands to ensure she couldn't escape.

"It's fine. It'll feel good. You love me, don't you, Lia?"

Spewing trashy smut-novel lines, I aligned my battle-slave-thick cock with her Pussy Lv.0 entrance and slammed my weight down without mercy.

Unlike her ass, this untouched pure space tore open with her scream. The last virginity she'd guarded so carefully in her non-virgin body shattered.

Softened and soaked by my pussy caresses and Cunnilingus skill, it was still incredibly tight. Now ripped apart by my brutish girth.

Breaking her hymen, my glans plunged through virgin pussy walls untouched by semen or conception, toward her pristine womb.

The shock of losing her virginity. The betrayal of her ambitions crumbling because of me.

Tears and snot streaming, Lia thrashed to escape me.

Despair at her lifelong shallow scheme crumbling to nothing.

Her eyes glared murderously, brimming with resentment.

The unrelenting favor drop. If it kept going, my plan to turn Lia and backstab Eric as a reverse spy could fail.

But.

Her resentment toward me didn't last three seconds.

Werner was seen as a worthless incompetent, but in sex, he outdid even my full-blood sister, Swordmaster Isabella—the ultimate 'breeding stud.'

And now, pre-disfigurement by drugs, his face, body, and cock were those of a prime alpha male optimized for mating.

I roughly sealed Lia's pleading lips—begging me to pull out—with mine.

Deep Kiss activated, slowing the rapid drain of her arousal fever time.

Grinning at it, I slammed my hips up harder.

The explosive slap of my cock against her pussy flesh echoed loudly. As I rocked roughly, sticky moans of pleasure began mixing with her curses.

I savored her face melting into ecstasy while leisurely checking the system window in my peripheral vision.

Just a fragment, not the full technique, but original Werner never learned it even years after securing his academy instructor post.

Probably the main reason he turned rotten.

Born a Kraus man to guard humanity from demons like Isabella, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠but talentless in everything, denied the family heart method—his inferiority and helplessness must have been immense.

Maybe original Werner only had Mind Reading, lacking my Skill Pregnancy.

Considering he personally pierced over ten ladies in the original, this was odd.

I'd need to test this ability more thoroughly.

Luckily, my test subject was right here—pinned under my cock.

"Huaa... huuut...."

A strange sound came from somewhere.

Too hot for wind outside the window, too distant for Lia beneath me.

Then from beyond the door?