The Knight's Sacrifice
Vanessa stood restrained, clad in nothing but a bikini armor. Her wrists were crossed above her head and bound securely to the ceiling, while her legs were spread slightly, each ankle tied firmly in place. She was completely immobilized.
In that position, exposing her sexy, voluptuous figure to the fullest, Vanessa shouted for me to kill her.
"If you have any sense of honor, kill me right now!"
Her expression was fierce. Yet, compared to her ferocious spirit, her body was incredibly feminine. She was tall for a woman, with long, shapely legs. Her waist was thin yet toned, and her breasts were overflowing with maternal softness.
Her face was beautiful, too. Her long, black hair flowed with a natural luster, and her blunt-cut bangs complemented her sharp, intense gaze perfectly. Her eyes were a striking red. Her eyelashes were long, too... She was, quite literally, the quintessential female knight.
I wanted to make her mine, right here and now.
If I could break this woman and make her my own, how much more would I grow? And how much help would this knight be to my Demon King's castle? Knights are, after all, professional soldiers. Whether it's training or tactics, there would be plenty of ways she could be useful.
"D-don't look at me with those filthy eyes! You despicable bastard!"
Vanessa’s face flushed with shame. Seeing me staring at her, she must have assumed I was thinking something lewd.
"Are you planning to violate me, to humiliate me and drag me through the mud...!?"
Vanessa shouted and strained against her restraints. But with her mana completely drained, she possessed only the strength of a woman who had done a bit of physical training. She couldn't break free.
"Did you say your name was Vanessa?"
"Y-you...!"
"I won't waste words."
I stepped closer to her and reached out.
"From this moment on, Vanessa, your body and your heart..."
I said, stroking her face.
"...are entirely mine."
"Ugh... nonsense!"
Vanessa moved her head to avoid my hand, but there was nowhere to go. I gripped her face firmly.
"Do you think I’ll ever submit to you!"
Submit, she says.
"Once the Baron realizes I’m missing, he’ll send his army! You’ll end up dead, you demon!"
"Oh? So you know I'm a demon?"
"Only a demon would take on such a wicked form as yours!"
"You’re quite bold for someone who’s been captured."
"Because there is no reason for me to be afraid of the likes of you!"
She was a truly spirited woman. Reika had been like this at first, too. That attitude of refusing to break her pride or compromise her dignity even in a captured state—it only excited me more.
My lower body was already growing heavy. My erection was so intense it felt like it might burst through my pants.
I am a demon, literally carrying the blood of an Incubus. With a woman who could be so useful standing right in front of me, I couldn't suppress my excitement.
"A reason to be afraid, you say."
"Ugh! You son of a bitch!"
I moved my hand to caress the top of Vanessa’s bikini armor. It was literally a bikini made of metal.
"Ahhh!"
As I gently tugged and flicked the strap at the center, Vanessa’s face turned even redder.
"Are you not afraid of being humiliated?"
"Y-you despicable, filthy bastard!"
"Anyway, Vanessa. You mentioned the Baron is coming."
When I said that, she replied:
"That’s right! No lord would simply lose a knight!"
"I suppose so. That’s why you’ll need to tell me a bit about him."
Vanessa was a knight of the Baron’s territory. Naturally, she would know more than Reika. The information I gathered here would improve my chances of survival. Vanessa’s cooperation was absolutely necessary.
"Do you think I’d tell you that?"
"I’ll make you talk."
"Even if you violate and humiliate me, you won't get a word out of me!"
Honestly, both Reika and Vanessa keep bringing up being violated and humiliated first. I can't help but wonder if they actually want it.
—Stroke.
I brushed my hand over Vanessa’s panties.
"Eek!"
Since it was metal, she shouldn't have felt much, but perhaps she was just startled; Vanessa let out a cute cry.
"That remains to be seen. If you’re violated and humiliated, you might just open your mouth, don't you think? For instance, if I were to poke at the hidden flesh beneath this..."
"Ugh! H-how dare you! How dare you do such a thing...!"
"Don't you agree?"
"If I were the type to submit to such things, I never would have become a knight in the first place! Even if you were to sexually torture my... my privates, I would not submit!"
"Hmm... is that so?"
A female knight who doesn't yield to humiliation.
"You are strong and righteous."
"Don't mock me...!"
"No, that was a compliment."
Well, I suppose it would feel like mockery coming from an enemy. Regardless, I now know she values honor and possesses a strong, righteous personality. In such cases, even if I were to train her, brand her with an Imprint, and grow horns, she might not be as cooperative as Reika. Even Reika, who is mine now, is still prickly and difficult to handle.
Vanessa could end up the same way. Therefore, I needed to set the direction of her training properly from the start. If I wanted her cooperation early on, there was only one way.
"Anyway, it seems it might be a bit difficult to get you to talk, Vanessa."
"I don't know what you're thinking, but you will never make me talk."
The knight laughed at me with a proud face.
"Understood. Then I’ll give up on touching you for now, Vanessa."
"What?"
"I’ll get the information I want from the nuns I captured this time."
"W-what...?!"
"Since you won't cooperate, I’ve decided to seek cooperation from the nuns instead."
"What, wait! Stop!"
"Yes?"
"You bastard! What did you do to Sister Irene and Sister Liza!"
In an instant, Vanessa’s face was washed with confusion and anxiety. She hadn't looked like that when I talked about her. But as soon as the nuns were mentioned, she panicked.
Vanessa prioritized the nuns over her own body. Was it a sense of responsibility as a knight? It seemed so. Regardless, if I knew this fact, the training would be much simpler.
"Hehehe, what do you think I did?"
"Y-you despicable, filthy bastard! Humiliating the nuns!"
"I haven't done it yet... but it looks like that’s about to change. So, Vanessa, wait here. While I go enjoy a sincere conversation with the nuns."
The moment I turned around after saying that:
"S-stop...!"
Vanessa’s desperate voice reached me.
"Stop it!"
"What is it?"
"Don't touch the nuns!"
"Is there any reason I should listen to that?"
"I’ll cooperate!"
There it is. The offer to cooperate.
This was the moment it was proven that for righteous people, threatening those around them is more effective than threatening themselves. It was a cowardly, despicable, and wicked method. Even as I felt that, I acted without hesitation.
"Cooperate? You mean you’ll hand over the information to me?"
"Just don't touch the nuns!"
"But that doesn't seem like enough."
"What?!"
"I also desire a woman's body."
"So you do want to humiliate me...!"
Vanessa frowned.
"F-fine. I understand."
She nodded.
"Violate me. I will take the humiliation instead. In exchange, the nuns...!"
Her spirit of sacrifice was extraordinary.
"Oh? Are you saying you’ll take everything, even the nuns' share, Vanessa?"
"...That’s right."
Vanessa answered firmly, as if she had made up her mind.
"Y-you can violate me as much as you want. But please, not the nuns!"
"But that’s something I could do even if you didn't set a condition, Vanessa."
"What did you say?"
"Isn't that right? If I want to, I can humiliate them whenever I please. So, there’s no need for a condition, is there?"
"That’s!"
In truth, Vanessa was in no position to negotiate. She had nothing to offer.
"Damn it, what am I supposed to do...!"
I looked at Vanessa and said:
"Hmm, very well, Vanessa."
"..."
"I understand your desire to protect the nuns."
"Does that mean...?"
"It depends on your attitude, Vanessa. Well, if you deal with me right now, there might be... no need to touch the nuns."
"Ugh...!"
"Do you dislike it? Then I’ll go crawl to the nuns."
"Stop!"
Good.
"I will... offer my chastity."
Her face was stained with shame. Vanessa spat out the words.
"So please, don't touch the nuns...!"
"Offering it isn't enough."
"I-I will do whatever you demand. I don't care how much I am defiled. So please, just not the nuns!"
"Does that mean you will become mine?"
"Ugh...!"
A look of resentment.
"It seems you haven't made up your mind yet. Then, to the nuns..."
"It would be better to humiliate me than to violate the nuns!"
—Whoosh!
Suddenly, Vanessa’s energy surged.
"..."
Her shout was so intense I could feel her spirit.
"Isn't it a woman's body you want? If you want me to be a slave... I will! I will become your faithful sex slave and serve you, so please, don't defile the nuns!"
Having said that, Vanessa hung her head low.
She was saying she would endure any humiliation if it meant protecting the nuns. Good. For now, I could trust her and proceed with the training. If she were to be branded with an Imprint and grow horns with this mindset, she would surely cooperate well with me.
"Very well. But, Vanessa."
"..."
I went behind her and hugged her.
"You’ll have to take responsibility for those words."
"Ugh...!"
I could feel her warm body temperature and soft scent. How could a female knight who uses her body so much have such a soft scent? I liked it very much.
—Stroke.
I hugged her waist and stroked her abdomen.
"Ah, ugh...!"
Her skin was incredibly toned. Her vertically defined abs were also charming. To think I could get my hands on a woman like this so easily. Demons are truly a wicked race.
"By the way, Vanessa."
"Ugh... why do you call me...!"
Her voice trembled with shame.
"You don't think you can escape once you recover your mana, do you?"
"What!"
—Twitch.
Her body flinched for a moment.
She couldn't hide her emotions well.
"Swallowing your shame while you recover your strength, attacking me when I’m off guard because I’m distracted by your charms, taking me hostage, and rescuing the nuns to escape... you aren't dreaming of something like that, are you?"
"T-that’s not it!"
No matter how I looked at it, that was exactly what she was doing. In fact, that was probably the only thing she was thinking about. But what a shame. I had no intention of letting her recover her mana.
"Mana Injection."
—Zzzing.
I generated a bead of mana at my fingertips. And then—
—Poke.
The moment I injected it into Vanessa’s womb area:
"Ugh, kghhhhhhh...!"
As my mana was injected, Vanessa groaned and shook her pelvis violently. As long as my mana remained in her body, she wouldn't be able to recover her own. It had been the same for Reika.
I would fill her with enough mana to brand her with the Imprint. The training would start from there. I would torment her until she begged for it herself.