The Dark Nun Reika #2
As expected, the nun reacted with hostility.
Tap, tap.
I tapped the firefly lamp installed above the room to make it emit light.
Flash.
Broad leaves were spread across the floor of the cramped room, and the nun lay upon them, completely restrained and stark naked. I pulled up a chair and sat down, looking down at her.
"Doesn't it feel good to see me after so long?"
"Bullshit."
The nun looked visibly weakened. Her stamina had dropped significantly.
I couldn't let her die, not yet. She was my only source of information. It would be a disaster if I tortured her to death by mistake. If I couldn't use physical torture, I’d have to interrogate her without leaving marks... and I suppose that left only humiliation, didn't it?
If I couldn't torture her, would it be better to break her through humiliation and then interrogate her?
I kept that option in mind.
"Can you take that disgusting gaze off me, you rapist bastard? You haven't been able to take your eyes off my tits for a second, have you?"
Seriously, this woman.
She was spewing such filth while completely exposed before me. I wasn't sure if she was trying to piss me off, but she was constantly provoking me.
"They're quite nice breasts. Would you mind letting me see more?"
"I will kill you, no matter what."
"Heh heh, in that state? Are you waiting for your strength to recover?"
"Shut your mouth, you all-talk bastard. Why don't you fuck off and do what you came here to do? Go ahead, torture me, rape me, do whatever you want, you rapist piece of shit. Do you really think I'll break?"
It wasn't just the swearing for a nun; it sounded like she came from a place where the vocabulary was incredibly rough.
"You have a very confident attitude. You seem like someone who was well-educated, Sister."
"That's a fucking creepy way to talk."
She kept sneering, insulting, and provoking me. It was because that was all she had left. It proved that she was afraid.
Fear.
If I knew her fear, I could break her easily.
I silently looked down at her naked body. Large breasts... a slender waist. A lower body built for easy childbirth. It was an incredibly lewd figure. Her appearance, similar to Sharan and Lumika, was also beautiful. Looking at her, my lust truly boiled over. I wanted to ravage her.
If I unleashed this desire and humiliated her, could I break her spirit?
With that thought, I tossed a question at her.
"Sister. What must you do to recover your strength?"
"I think it would recover if I killed you."
"How far away is the world of humans from here?"
"About as long as it takes for you to hang yourself and die?"
"What is your name, Sister?"
"The person who's going to crack your mother's skull."
She went for the mother-insult, but surprisingly, I didn't care. My mother, the Duchess, deserved the abuse.
"Well, I understand that you aren't going to be cooperative, Sister."
"You just realized that now? You're a rapist bastard, but you're also a complete moron."
Swoosh.
I stood up immediately.
Let's begin the experiment.
"Oh, are we starting now? Let's see what kind of skills our rapist bastard has."
Is this woman really a nun?
"Sister. Listening to you, it sounds like you actually want this."
"Cut the bullshit."
"Seeing as you talked about purity and all that, you must be a virgin. Aren't you a bit too eager?"
"Go to hell!"
I decided to just throw anything out there.
"Anyway, I understand perfectly that you want to offer your purity to me."
"You don't understand a damn thing, you bastard! Do you think I kept my purity for someone like you...! Fuck! Fuuuuck! I'm going to kill you! You dog! Hnnngh!"
The nun, filled with rage, shook her body wildly while restrained.
Jiggle, jiggle.
I watched her breasts sway.
"..."
My sexual desire was swelling more and more.
"Are you crying now?"
"Don't talk bullshit!"
Then.
Shall we begin?
"Fuck! Fuuuuck!"
Watching the nun scream and curse, I chanted a spell in the language of the Demon Realm.
Skill Activated: Demon Domination
It was a technique I had used so many times that my proficiency was incredibly high. If the opponent was a weak monster, there was no chance of failure.
Goooo.
The domination technique unfolding from my hand rippled, scattering violet demonic power.
"Th-that is...!"
Only then did the nun show a look of terror. Of course, that expression vanished quickly.
"What are you trying to do!"
"A simple interrogation."
Immediately.
I brought my hand, where the domination technique was deployed.
Swoosh.
To the nun's solar plexus.
"Deploy."
"What are you doing, you fucker!!!"
Sizzle.
The demonic power flowing from my hand seeped into the nun's body. She struggled violently to resist, but my domination technique was already in effect.
A few seconds passed.
"Eek?!"
The nun.
"Aaaaaaaaargh!"
She let out a scream.
"Kuh! Aaaaaaaaargh!"
Not content with just screaming, she thrashed about as if in agony. Her face was twisted in pain.
"Haaah...! Kuh! Kk! Kuaaaaaargh...!"
This.
Was an unexpected result.
She was in extreme pain.
"Wh-what did you do to my body...!"
Injecting the Demon Domination technique caused her immense pain. It looked like it hurt quite a lot, too. It didn't look like she was faking it; she seemed genuinely tortured.
"Kk...! Kuaaaaaargh!"
She continued to gasp and scream, as if the pain was still ongoing. The solar plexus where the domination technique had been injected was already swollen and red, and tears were welling up in the nun's eyes.
"Aaaaaargh...!"
"You seem to be in a lot of pain."
I wasn't sure, but this didn't leave physical marks. Let's test how far this goes.
"Sister. Does it hurt a lot?"
"Shut up...! You dog-like bastard!"
"Feel free to curse all you want."
"Fuuuuck!"
I organized my thoughts in my head.
Perhaps because the nun was a being with holy power, and now that her holy power was completely exhausted, she was having an extreme rejection reaction to my demonic power as a demon.
I had actually felt a great sense of ominousness and stinging from the nun's holy power. If I had come into contact with such holy power while my demonic power was exhausted... it must have hurt like hell.
Are our powers polar opposites? It's highly likely. Aren't I, a demon, and the nun polar opposites?
"I'll do it one more time."
Thwack.
"St-stop!"
As I raised my finger, the nun spoke as if begging for the first time. She had been swearing just a moment ago, but after getting a taste of the bitterness, had she softened up?
Perhaps I could break her soon.
"Then, will you cooperate?"
"..."
"What is your name, Sister?"
"...ck."
"Ck?"
"Fuck you!"
"Mana injection."
Zzzzing.
A small black sphere floated from my fingertips. It was an injection I often gave my subordinates. A special Kulus injection that infused mana.
What would happen if I injected it into a human?
"What are you trying to do now...!"
I scanned the nun's body. Her defined abs were quite attractive. She must work hard on her physical training.
"Sister. Your abs are very attractive."
"You filthy bastard!"
"I'll place it here."
"Huk...!"
The target was the nun's lower abdomen.
As I moved my finger toward it.
"D-don't! Get away! Get away!"
Jiggle, jiggle.
The nun thrashed about, shaking her body again. Of course, there was nothing she could do while restrained, and only her breasts jiggled, which pleased me.
And so.
Poke.
The moment I injected the mana into her lower abdomen.
"Kk...!"
The nun.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!"
She let out another scream of pain.
"Argh! Aaaah! Kuh, you, you fucking bastard! Just kill me! Kill me!"
"I haven't even started yet."
"Where did you get this evil power to put inside my body...! Don't! Don't do it!"
"You beg so cutely. To me, a demon."
"You dog! God will curse you...! Kuh! Aaaaaaaargh!"
Jiggle, jiggle.
Why was this?
I was just watching a human woman writhing in pain, but my mood began to improve rapidly. How should I put it, I felt like I was becoming more and more aroused.
"If there is a God, that is. Anyway, Sister. First, I'd like you to tell me your name. What is your name?"
"You fucking bastard...! You despicable piece of shit! Aren't you ashamed to strip a woman and do this! Fight fair and square!"
"I'm asking for your name!"
"It must be the same as your mother's name! Kk, kuaaaaaargh...!"
She really had incredible guts.
Are all the nuns in this world like this? She had such a combative and bold personality; if there were a few more nuns like this, our dungeon would be in serious trouble. I had to extract the information no matter what.
"Heh heh, my mother's name is quite pretty, actually. Is the Sister's name the same?"
"Disgusting..."
But the mana injection seemed to have a weaker effect. It seemed the time she spent in agony was shorter than when I used the domination technique.
Well then.
I'll just have to use it multiple times.
"Mana injection."
"Hey, hey!"
"I will inject you three times in a row from now on."
"No way...!"
Immediately.
Goooo.
I infused mana into my index, middle, and ring fingers. The moment I stabbed them into the nun's abdomen without hesitation.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!"
Three times the pain covered the nun's body.
Clatter, clatter!
"Huk! Huuuuuk! Kuuuuuuuut!"
The nun was crying and throwing a tantrum. She was groaning with her teeth clenched because it hurt so much. It wasn't like I was burning her with fire, but she was in immense pain.
If I were a normal human, I would have felt pity.
The nun and I had only fought a life-or-death battle due to our positions, and I had kidnapped her and was unilaterally torturing her like this. But I was enjoying myself while performing this inhumane task. I was becoming aroused while torturing a prisoner.
This was the first time I had felt something like this.
Even to me, it was fascinating; it felt as if some demonic part inside me was burning. Was this instinct? This was my first time torturing a human like this. Did that awaken my instincts?
"Sister. I'm asking for your name."
The moment I said that and tried to inject mana again.
"Re, Reika...!"
The nun said that while sobbing.
"Yes?"
"Reika, it's Reika. My name! It's Reika, you fucker!"
This.
"You broke down in an instant?"
"You fucking bastard...! Kuh!"
Sister Reika shed tears of defeat.
Regrettably, the interrogation was only just beginning.