The Saintess's Corruption
"Aaaaaaaah!"
Finally, I succeeded in branding the Demon Mark onto the Saintess's lower abdomen. It wasn't enough to just lock her in a cell to drain her stamina; I had to break her spirit by imprinting pleasure through continuous sexual torture. In such a state, no woman could ever resist the mark.
"Hnnng...! Ngh...!"
With this, the Saintess is, in name and deed, my woman.
"What have you done to my body...!?"
"It's nothing serious. I simply performed a procedure to make your future experiences much more enjoyable."
"I asked you what that meant!"
"To put it simply, from today on, you're going to feel things much more intensely."
"What?!"
"Shall we test it out?"
"W-wait!"
Breaking in the Saintess had become part of my daily routine. Lock her up, go through the motions, and torture her on a schedule. I naturally sat down behind her and, as usual, buried my face into her large, firm buttocks that she pushed toward me.
"Ahn!"
Now, let's activate the Demon Mark.
The mark pulses with demonic energy, heightening the target's sensitivity to pleasure.
It activated according to my will.
"What?!"
I immediately kissed her pussy, gently sucking on the area where my lips made contact.
*Slurp, slurp.*
"Ahk...! A-ahng, nghhhhhhh!"
She reacted immediately.
"How is it? You're reacting right away, aren't you?"
"Y-you cursed bastard...!"
"I'll keep going."
But from today on, I'll be doing it softly. I won't insert my tongue, and I won't press down on her clitoris with it. I'll just lick and suck the surface of her pussy. After breaking her in with intense pleasure, I'm switching to soft pleasure now that the mark is set. Can the Saintess really endure that?
*Slurp, slurp.*
As I kept teasing her like that,
"Ngh, mmmph♥ Ngh-ah♥"
The reaction began. She's hooked.
"Nghhhhhhh...♥"
Unsatisfied moans began to leak out.
"Ngh♥ T-that's not it...♥ Ngh-ahhh♥"
It was clearly a sound of longing. A sound born of frustration because she wanted something, but I wasn't touching the right spot. Usually, I would have thrust my tongue in, rubbed the inside, and pressed down on her clitoris until she broke. But right now, I was only giving her low-intensity stimulation, mostly just kissing. The pleasure she feels is fundamentally different.
*Slurp, slurp.*
As I continued this torment,
"Ahhhhhh...♥"
The Saintess, sounding distressed, moved her hips slightly and began to rub her pussy against my mouth.
*Rub, rub.*
"Ngh♥ Mmm♥ Ngh♥ Ugh♥"
It wasn't a lewd motion. It was very slow, almost as if she were doing it unconsciously, with a sense of decorum. The Saintess began to crave pleasure herself, rubbing her pussy against my lips.
And when I stayed still, that behavior became even more aggressive.
"Saintess."
"Ngh... W-what..."
"You're shaking your hips on your own again?"
"W-what?! Nonsense!"
"Do you want me to thrust deeper? If you want, I'll use my tongue right now."
"Shut up! I, the Saintess, will never succumb to such lewd acts!"
"I see... Then I'll just stay still."
"Ngh?"
I kissed her pussy again, and the moment a moan escaped her, I just 'stayed still.'
I didn't suck, nor did I try to smell her. I just kept my mouth pressed against her pussy and remained perfectly still.
Then,
"A-ahk...!"
The Saintess let out a pained sound... Right. It's hard for a woman to give up when faced with such pleasure.
"Hoo... hoo... hoo...!"
Even so, trying to resist the pleasure, the Saintess began to take deep breaths, trying to calm her mind and body. She had just been scolded by me, after all. She wouldn't want to show me that she was feeling it right away.
However,
*Rub, rub.*
The Saintess couldn't hold back and began to rub her pussy against my mouth again.
"Ahng♥ Ahng♥ Ahng♥"
As if she weren't doing anything at all. Moving her hips just a little, she shifted to get my lips, or anything else, as deep into her hole as possible. She was addicted to the pleasure. Now, there was no washing it away. The Saintess, who had guarded her virginity, would now fall into obscenity and be corrupted.
"Ahhhhhh♥"
Imagining the face of the Saintess, who was enjoying herself by moving her hips on her own, I spoke quietly.
"Lea."
To Lea, who must have been watching the whole scene from over there.
But,
"No♥"
The moment I pulled my mouth away, the Saintess moved her hips, trying to bring her pussy back to my mouth. Does she want to stay attached? Given that she didn't say anything else, it was a completely unconscious action. There was no need to point it out. She was so out of it that she didn't even notice I had called Lea.
"Lea, what do you think? Watching the Saintess fall into corruption. She's rubbing her hips against my face on her own now."
"I will kill you. I swear it."
"Please do."
There's a certain thrill in provoking her.
*Grip.*
Thinking that, I pulled away and grabbed her hips tightly.
"Ahhhhhhh♥ Y-you! What are you doing all of a sudden!"
"It's nothing. I'm just going to keep my mouth off you for now."
"Keep... off?"
"Yes."
*Grip.*
I spread her hips wide, exposing her hole more explicitly.
"Ngh...! H-how dare you!"
Watching her hole twitch and spray fluid at every moment makes me feel truly great. Now, let's just watch like this without any further stimulation.
The Demon Mark is still glowing.
I wonder when she'll start begging me to put it back in? I'd say soon. Even if she holds out today, I'm not sure she'll be able to last until tomorrow.
The Saintess had been branded with the Demon Mark just like them. On top of that, the ones who had grown stronger while playing with the Saintess were Sharan and Lumika. I had even evolved Serineu.
Reika felt envy and jealousy toward all those women. She envied their increased magical power and was jealous that they were receiving direct grace from him. She was especially jealous of the Saintess. She was still holding out, wasting time without even knowing that it was a good thing.
"That bitch is just leaving me alone and acting like a brat..."
As the time spent breaking in the Saintess increased, the sex duty roster for the elite guards was adjusted. Originally, it was mandatory to do it at least once every two days, but now even that was difficult... Consequently, Reika was extremely dissatisfied.
"Haa..."
Of course, the other women were the same. Severe sexual frustration was tightening its grip on their chests.
"No, the Saintess is just enjoying herself alone... Why doesn't she just give in and surrender... Oh, no! I didn't mean it like that, it's just that he seems to be paying too much attention to the Saintess lately..."
Irene also grumbled, looking dissatisfied. Wasn't it the guard knight's turn after the Saintess, anyway? Everyone thought of that and sighed.
However, paradoxically,
"That fucking bastard."
The more their lower abdomens ached, the more a woman's body craved him. I want to be held. I want him to look at me. I want him to pay more attention to me. Perhaps because they were suffering from sexual frustration, their loyalty and obsession toward him were growing stronger. If he wanted, they could even keep breastfeeding him. He didn't even ask for it often. They were currently addicted to the Saintess's love nectar.
Could this be his plan? To leave them alone on purpose to make them more loyal to him? Reika thought that far, but she decided to stop, thinking it would hurt her pride if she thought any further.
"Ah! Fuck! This is so hard, seriously!"
"R-Reika. Be quiet. Everyone is having a hard time..."
"I'm saying it's really hard because of this fucking tattoo."
A surging sexual desire isn't something that can be easily resolved. Unless you masturbate until your reason flies away, it just keeps piling up.
"That... this is just my opinion, but."
"Yes?"
Then Vanessa spoke up.
"Don't the Dark Elves... exercise in the morning according to his instructions?"
"W-well, yes? You couldn't exactly call it exercise, but..."
It was truly an obscene exercise. An exercise where they just sat on a dildo in the nude and shook their hips repeatedly. No. It wasn't even exercise. It was sexual torture conducted every morning.
"Maybe we should participate in that..."
"..."
"..."
Everyone closed their mouths at Vanessa's words. Because it was a tempting idea.
"A gutsy woman, indeed."
For now, the first day's attempt failed. She resisted the pleasure by exerting superhuman patience. But that doesn't matter. It's something that can be done with time.
"My body is overflowing with power!"
"It feels so good! Yahoo!"
And well, I also evolved Lumika and Serineu. Lumika's body changed in a way similar to Sharan's; the webbing on her ears grew larger, and her water abilities were strengthened. Serineu just had her breasts grow one cup larger and gained fairly large horns. On top of that, her fangs developed slightly. Her flight and magical abilities were also enhanced.
"Let's see. Sharan. How's the equipment repair for the kids?"
"About half is finished!"
"Good. Then let's go make some farmland today. Sharan. You can make a good fence, right?"
"Not all of it, but... I can make it better now!"
Good.
From today on, I'm going to properly build the farmland again. It was at a standstill because of the Dark Elves and humans, but now I have a perfectly armed army and a grown-up Sharan.
The armed Hobgoblins and Lizardmen will manage the farmland, and I'll use Sharan and other labor to build buildings and fences. And based on the food produced there, I plan to increase the size of my troops.
"So get ready. We're starting right away today."
I have plenty of supplies now, anyway. Let's turn the Hobgoblins I used as dungeon workers and the Lizardmen who were just playing by the lakeside into farmers and guardians of the field.
As I was preparing to depart,
"Um... Demon King."
"Hmm? Julia?"
"I, too, wish to evolve like them..."
Julia said, fidgeting. This cute woman wants power, too.
"To do that, you need to accumulate more magical power, Julia. Which means you'll have to enjoy yourself more from now on."
"But I don't have the time to enjoy..."
Hmm.
What should I really do? The number of women has grown so much that it's become difficult to satisfy their sexual frustration.