The Knight's Oath
"Yes. Dedicate your loyalty to me, Lady Vanessa."
I whispered into her ear, as if casting a spell, while stroking her [Demon Brand]. The mark glowed brightly, signaling the success of her Demonization, while Vanessa’s eyes remained unfocused, clouded by the shock of her transformation.
Mental instability and addiction to pleasure.
If I utilized this state, it would be easy to instill absolute loyalty. I wasn't entirely sure how, but my instincts—the instincts of an Incubus—whispered the method to me. And those instincts were rarely wrong.
"Go on. You only need to say that you will dedicate it."
As I whispered that, she replied.
"I... to a wretch like you... will never... dedicate my loyalty..."
Vanessa spoke with great difficulty, like someone shouting while trapped in the grip of sleep paralysis. It sounded as if she were forcing the words out through ragged breaths, her entire body devoid of strength.
Her eyes, however, remained vacant.
"Hmm."
I’ll have to correct that way of thinking.
"If you dedicate your loyalty to me."
"..."
"You’ll be able to do everything you desire, just like today."
—Stroke, stroke.
I continued to caress her lower abdomen, where the brand was etched, whispering my voice directly into her ear.
"What I desire...?"
"Tell me. What is it that you desire, Lady Vanessa?"
"I am..."
Vanessa continued.
"As a knight... I desire honor... pride... and strength... That is all... Anything else is..."
She’s too hung up on her title as a knight.
I need to draw out her subconscious.
Just like before.
"Is there really nothing else?"
"What do you mean by 'else'..."
"For instance."
I moved my hand down from her abdomen.
—Squish.
Because of how violently I had been thrusting into her, her [Cunt] was stretched wide, overflowing with a mixture of her own arousal and my seed. I plunged my fingers inside, rotating them within her as I spoke.
"Something like this."
"Hnnng... having my cunt poked... I hate it..."
"Do you really hate it?"
—Squish, squelch.
Her eyes had lost their light and her body had no strength, but as I poked and prodded inside her, her pelvis began to tremble.
"Do you hate climaxing while having your cunt poked like this?"
I continued to thrust my fingers into her, whispering.
"Of course... I hate it... A knight like me... could never enjoy... such lewd and base acts..."
"Hmm. Is that so? Then I suppose I should stop."
—Pop.
The moment I withdrew my fingers.
"Ahhh..."
Vanessa moved her pelvis, trying to find my fingers with her [Cunt]. Even if she said she hated it, she clearly wanted me to keep going. Well, I’ll just have to make her desperate. I immediately moved my fingers, gently stroking her plump labia.
"Haa... ahhh..."
"Lady Vanessa. You are so lovely."
"My fingers... ugh... please..."
"Please what with your fingers?"
"Hurry, hurry..."
—Stroke.
Vanessa kept moving her hips, trying to align her opening with my fingers. Of course, I dodged her every time, obsessively stroking only her sensitive flesh.
"Aaaah...!"
A cry burst from her, likely because she was at her wit's end.
"If it’s not what you desire, I cannot do it for you."
"That’s... too cruel... to do such a terrible thing to a knight like me..."
"A terrible thing, you say?"
"Hurry... with your fingers... into my cunt... haaaa..."
The bait was taken perfectly.
"Tell me again what you desire, Lady Vanessa."
"My cunt... my cunt..."
Slowly.
I listened to her words.
"I want... to climax... while having my cunt... poked..."
"Like this?"
—Squish.
The moment I inserted my fingers.
"Aaaah...!"
As if she had been moved to tears, Vanessa let out a breathless, overwhelmed sound.
"Lady Vanessa. Tell me everything you desire. Give it all to me."
"I... I want you to... keep thrusting into my cunt like this..."
"How good does it feel for you to say such things?"
"It feels so good... I’ve never felt... this kind of pleasure before... hnnng, I want... I want you to keep doing it..."
Vanessa was saying exactly what I had led her to say, demanding that I continue to ravish her. If she asked, I had to give her a reward.
—Squish, squelch.
I whispered to her as I rewarded her with more thrusts.
"Lady Vanessa."
"Hnnng... ahhh... it feels good... thrust harder..."
"I’m glad you look so happy. But Lady Vanessa, you still haven't told me the one thing you wanted most."
"The thing... I wanted most..."
"Not as a knight. Tell me what Vanessa truly desires."
"That is..."
—Squish, squelch.
I continued to speak as if hypnotizing her, etching pleasure into her mind.
"In a place where... no one can interfere..."
"Hmm."
"Being ravaged by... the lover I love... getting pregnant... and living normally, like a woman..."
"A lover you love... what kind of person is he?"
"I don't know... because such a being... never existed..."
Just a pipe dream, then.
Regardless, deep down, Vanessa had a desire to live as a woman rather than as a knight.
"But... in a body that has become a knight... such things are..."
"Is that a problem?"
"A woman who is this tough... and has such strong muscles... who would like that..."
"I like it, Lady Vanessa. You are very lovely."
"S-such words..."
Anyway.
I don't know about the pregnancy, but I can certainly ravish her. I will make her my knight, but I can guarantee her the life of a woman.
"So, Lady Vanessa. Will you dedicate your loyalty to me?"
"Loyalty..."
"I will give you what you desire."
"What I desire..."
This really is like a hypnotic ability.
"I will... dedicate it..."
In the end, Vanessa swore her loyalty to me.
"Thank you. And I love you, Lady Vanessa."
"Ahhh...!"
Her face flushed with joy.
I stroked her brand one last time.
"Now, rest."
I lulled her to sleep so she could rest comfortably.
—Hoo.
The moment I breathed into her ear, the strength drained from her body. And just like that, she fell asleep.
—Soft, rhythmic breathing.
The sound of her breathing reached my ears.
"Good."
Now, Vanessa was completely my subordinate. I don't know for sure, but she would likely be more cooperative than Reika.
To think that such a strong female knight had become my subordinate. Things would be much easier from here on out.
It might even be good to leave the combat training entirely to Vanessa. It would be fine to turn the women in my dungeon into warriors.
"Rest. Just for a little while. Because from now on, you’ll be worked to the bone every single day."
I immediately picked Vanessa up in a princess carry.
"Hmm."
She’s tall for a woman... about 175cm? A woman of that height is bound to be heavy, no matter what. Still, I had no trouble carrying her. My physical strength has increased significantly.
On top of that.
"Horns."
My horns had grown longer, too.
"I’m gradually turning more and more into a demon."
At this rate, will I grow a tail or wings, too? Will my feet turn into hooves? I briefly imagined myself like that, and damn it, there was nothing more repulsive than that.
Anyway, I carried Vanessa and headed toward where Reika was.
"They say women are the best medicine."
Let’s keep moving forward.
* * *
I spoke as I entered Reika’s room.
"Sister Reika. A new recruit has arrived. Please take her in."
"What...!?"
—Stroke.
I laid Vanessa down in front of Reika. This laid-back female knight was still sleeping soundly.
"Kuh!"
Reika looked down at Vanessa, let out a sound of annoyance, and muttered.
"This bastard... he even got Vanessa...!"
"He just rapes every woman he sees... that son of a bitch."
"That’s how it is. So, Sister Reika, please take good care of her when she comes to."
"Don't order me around."
"Ah, then would a request suffice?"
"Don't smile like that, it's disgusting. Ah, fuck. Fine. Just get out."
Wait... her reaction is a bit lukewarm?
"Hmm? Sister Reika?"
"What?"
"Are you not angry?"
"What did you say?"
"No, it’s just... your reaction isn't as sharp as usual. You aren't even angry, and you seem strangely calm..."
"What are you talking about, you fucking asshole! Get out, now!"
—Whoosh!
Reika’s face flushed red as she shouted at me, but there was a strange lack of bite in her words. Ah. Am I just dull because I’m still intoxicated by the pleasure?
There’s no need to provoke her further for no reason.
"Yes. Understood."
But... what is this?
"Hmm?"
There seemed to be a sweet scent in the room. The scent of arousal? Reika always masturbated whenever she was alone, so it wouldn't be strange for there to be a sweet smell.
But this is strange.
It’s a scent I’ve never smelled before.
"Sister Reika?"
"Are you still not gone?"
"Don't you smell something sweet?"
"What?"
"Look. There’s such a sweet scent in this room..."
As I said that, I looked at Reika’s body. For some reason, she was covering her chest not with her designated underwear, but with a leaf-covering Sharan had made for her.
"Sister Reika? Where is your designated underwear?"
"Ah, fuck! Stop being a pain and get out! Get out!"
A fiery shout.
A bright red Reika waved her hands, fuming.
"Ah. Don't be angry. Really. I’m going."
Well, let’s go. She might have been more aroused than usual today, secreting a richer nectar.
—Clack.
As I turned to leave.
"Hey. You."
"Yes?"
Reika called out to me.
"Irene and Liza, too."
She pointed at Vanessa.
Since she has horns, she has no choice but to know.
"Are you going to make them like that, too?"
Of course, I had answered this before.
"Yes. Of course."
"..."
"Once they’ve entered my dungeon, I cannot let them go. Never."
Kill the men, and make the women mine.
If they enter my dungeon, that’s how it has to be.
"If they were to leave here alive, the location of this place would be discovered, and then a professional subjugation force would be organized to wipe this place out. Me. Sharan. Buril. Everyone would die."
Against a truly prepared, professional human army, the Goblin Phalanx and the Pixie troops are nothing more than child's play.
"So."
To face a trained human army clad in iron, I must become stronger and grow my forces.
"Since I cannot kill such beautiful sisters, I will have them serve me instead of the Goddess, and let them live here. Forever."
After I said that.
"..."
Reika was looking at me with an indescribable expression. What is it? It’s not the sharp look she usually gives me, as if looking at something disgusting or hateful.
It even looks like she’s looking at me with a gaze of pity... what is this?
"...Asshole."
I thought that for a moment, but since she was cursing, it didn't seem like it.
"Do you have no guilt?"
"It’s a pity, but I’m doing this to survive. It can't be helped."
The Vikings who engaged in plunder and rape, and the Mongol warriors who trampled civilizations while racing across the plains, didn't have any guilt either.
"You say it can't be helped, yet you enjoy rape-sex like that?"
"Since I have to do it, I might as well enjoy it. And you know, don't you? That it’s the way to increase my power. But why are you suddenly asking me something like that..."
"Shut your mouth."
Ah.
"Just get out quickly. Go and fuck innocent women, and enjoy all the rape-sex you like."
"That’s a bit harsh... but since it’s a fact, I have nothing to say. Understood. Please take good care of Lady Vanessa."
"..."
And so, I left the room to train the two lewd sisters. They say to strike while the iron is hot, so since I’ve already Demonized Vanessa, I should try to Demonize them as well.