Demon King Reigns 3
Oxytocin was visibly secreting from Manager Shin Bomi's pussy. It was proof that she was watching my actions while pretending to be unconscious.
The ability to visually perceive hormone secretions. It might seem like a useless power at first glance, but for someone like me with a background in neuroscience, it was incredibly convenient. I slowly approached Manager Shin Bomi, who lay collapsed on the floor. Dopamine was starting to flood her system, and oxytocin was gushing from both her brain and her pussy.
'So oxytocin surges from the uterus when a woman goes into heat...' A fact that only a neuroscientist would know easily. Now I could spot a horny woman without breaking a sweat.
'Alright... Shin Bomi... Prove my theory that [ZeroSimul Lakra] is Baal's creation.' Masked up, I emanated mana as I drew near the prone Shin Bomi. She was already half-naked, so stripping her was a breeze. Once I tore away the ripped pajamas and underwear, her perfect D-cup tits and smooth thighs came into view. Her heartbeat accelerated, adrenaline pumping from her adrenal glands in the kidneys, cortisol starting to spike.
'So this is what visualized human terror looks like.' I shoved my cock into Shin Bomi's twitching pussy.
"Hnnngh?"
It clamped down tight with a bit of resistance, but I ignored it and thrust in deep.
"Take my cock without fighting it, Baal's minion. I shall reign over you."
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Shin Bomi's mind was a whirlwind of chaos. She'd thought she was already dead.
'Am... am I still alive?'
An assassin couple with power surpassing S-rank hunters. She could tell they were elite assassins dispatched by Nova Catholic. Her own martial arts and mucus shield were worthless against their mastery of gravity fields and close-quarters assassin daggers. The horrifying mana crushed her body like a vice. The corridor brimmed with overwhelming energy.
'No... could it be Lord Baal?'
Her heart raced at the thought that Baal had descended to save her. What confirmed it was Baal's cape—the independently living high-tier demons known as 'Shagai's Insects,' which she knew formed his mantle. Her own similar skill filled her with pride, so she recognized it instantly. She was thrilled that Baal had come down to rescue her.
"Haang~ Haang... Fuck me harder!"
But the reality was nothing like she'd imagined.
'Lord Baal... bestowing his grace on the female assassin?'
Baal was pounding the assassin. One of the assassins who'd taken her down lay dead with something pierced through their solar plexus. As Shin Bomi tried to compose herself, she spotted the white-masked face and swallowed hard. The aura and mana were different.
'Not Lord Baal... but... I sense the power of a demon king...'
Drip. Driiip.
Sticky white cum leaked from the blonde woman's pussy, her face utterly wrecked.
"I... I can do better. Please... more."
The blonde's pleas dripped with desperate will to live.
'Wha... what the hell is going on?'
Shin Bomi clenched her fists. The demon king was granting his grace... yet the blonde beauty trembled in fear.
"Please... use me more as your cumdump. Please. I don't want to die. Please."
"I won't kill you. Just stay quiet."
Shin Bomi analyzed the situation swiftly. An unidentified demon king in a white mask. He radiated mana ostentatiously, draped in Shagai's Insects like a cape, dominating the space.
'Which... demon king could this be...?'
When he approached her, she realized escape was impossible. As he shredded her clothes, even activating her mucus shield didn't cross her mind. He knew she was awake. As if it were the most natural thing, the mysterious demon king slid his cock into her pussy.
The demon king thrust slowly, whispering softly to Shin Bomi.
"Take my cock without fighting it, Baal's minion. I shall reign over you."
"!!!"
'He knows I'm one of Lord Baal's minions?'
But at the same time, her body reacted honestly to the pleasure. Every movement of his cock stimulated her G-spot, sending electric jolts rippling through her.
'How... how does he know my weak spots?'
She let out an involuntary moan.
"Surprised? I know your body inside and out."
The white-masked figure gazed down at her, his voice dripping with leisure. It felt like he was reading her mind.
Shin Bomi stared back, piecing it together. It wasn't Baal who'd saved her—this demon king had. 'This demon king saved me. And now he's fucking me.' Humiliating yet grateful. But what flustered her most was how much her body was enjoying it.
"May I ask who you are, Demon King?"
Her voice trembled as she inquired.
"Does it matter? Feel how sweetly your pussy's squeezing my cock right now."
He answered, rocking his hips slowly. Shin Bomi's body spasmed reflexively. Her vaginal walls gripped him tight, urging him deeper.
'Weird... why is my body reacting like this?'
She couldn't comprehend her physical response. Normally, she'd feel terror or rage, but now she craved more stimulation.
"How did you know I'm one of Baal's subordinates?"
Shin Bomi asked cautiously. Otherwise, why save her?
"[ZeroSimul Lakra]—Baal told me the story too."
His reply startled her. She fought to stay conscious amid the pleasure. Fainting from ecstasy would be disrespectful to the demon king.
"Thank you for saving me."
"Just squeeze your pussy."
His cold voice echoed, and Shin Bomi clenched so hard her thigh muscles cramped.
"Oh. Not bad."
He praised, shoving his cock even deeper. Her cervix tingled, her whole body quaking.
"Aaang...♥ Is that why?"
She wore an incredulous expression. He seemed no different from a middle-aged perv obsessed with sex.
"You're alive because of this pussy."
Her eyes flashed at his words. She squeezed harder to please him, mind racing. 'Allied with Lord Baal, probably?'
"I can hear those gears turning. Ask away if you're curious."
"Are you allied with Lord Baal?"
"Otherwise, why would I bother saving you, you worm."
His satisfied tone spurred her to buck her hips harder, clamping down fiercely. A demon king craving her body was, in a way, an opportunity.
"Demon King... thank you for your grace... Nngiiit!"
Shin Bomi squeezed with all her might. Pleasing him might earn untold rewards.
"From now on, you're mine."
He pinched her nipple as he said it. Her body arched like a bow.
"Aaang... Yours... Demon King?"
Her voice quivered.
"Yes. Your body, your mind, that sharp brain—all mine."
He pulled out, then slammed back in. The intense thrust dizzied her mind.
'This... this pleasure is new.'
She'd never felt sexual stimulation this intense. Fucking Baal was unthinkable. But other demon kings? A blessing.
"But... I'm Lord Baal's..."
"I'm not telling you to betray Baal. You're his creation. But you can serve me too, can't you? For a pathetic worm like you, being favored by a demon king is joy beyond measure."
"Eung... Yes... I'll... be yours..."
Without thinking, she spread her legs wider, welcoming him. Her pussy sucked his cock deeper.
'My body... so honest.'
The cool, rational woman was gone, ruled by instinct.
"If... you're stronger than Lord Baal... Aaang... Of course I'd betray him for you..."
The demon king tilted his head as he thrust.
This woman openly left room to betray Baal.
"You'd betray Baal? Realistic. I like it. You might be trash to him, but you're my favored worm. Squeeze harder."
He gripped her waist, pounding fiercer. Her body bounced off the floor with the force.
"Aaaah! Too... too good! Wreck this worm's pussy... harder!!"
Her screams echoed down the hall. Sticky juices poured from her pussy, lewd sounds filling the air. Shin Bomi unleashed her mucus ability full force. The slime coating her body doubled as a powerful shield or slippery lube.
"Oho? Your whole body's slick like an eel now?"
"This worthless worm's ability, my lord."
The white-masked demon king seemed delighted. Problem was, his technique was masterful. He knew every weak spot like he'd mapped her genome.
'I'm... turning into a pussy... my pussy's addicted. What do I do... ♥♥♥'
She struggled against the pleasure. He favored her, used her body—it was bliss.
'Can't miss this chance.'
She tried focusing, but her pussy-clenching muscles felt atrophied from ecstasy.
'No... snap out of it, Shin Bomi! Impress the demon king.'
Every prod at her cervix made her convulse. Her walls were at their limit, but instinct to please him squeezed harder.
"Eung... Demon King... my pussy... is yours..."
She murmured shakily. Her mucus-coated body wrapping his cock felt beyond imagination—slippery yet intensely gripping, minimizing friction while maximizing adhesion.
"Good. Didn't know your ability could be used like this."
The white-masked demon king murmured approvingly, thrusting deeper. When his tip hit her cervix, she couldn't hold back her scream.
"Aaaah! Too... too deep! My womb... it's piercing meee!"
Her body bowed, toes curling. He savored her reaction, moving rougher. Her pussy juices mixed with mucus, producing obscene squelches.
Squelch-squelch. Splurt-splurt. Slurp-slurp.
"Hear that? How slutty and soaked your pussy is."
His mockery flushed her face, but aroused her more. Unconsciously, she lifted her hips, syncing with his rhythm.
"Demon King... I... I'm going crazy... never felt like this..."
"Obviously. I'm leagues beyond trash like Baal."
He twisted her nipple. Electricity shot through her. Her nipples stood rock-hard, hypersensitive to his touch.
"Stronger... than Lord Baal?"
"Curious? Why not test it yourself."
He grinned meaningfully, pulling out then slamming in. The shock nearly blacked her out.
"Urk... Feels like dying... but... more... please..."
She begged instinctively. Rationality drowned in pleasure. Only desire to please him and chase ecstasy remained.
The demon king spread her thighs wide, burying himself deeper. Her hot, meaty walls milked him; he groaned low in pleasure.
"Nngh... Your pussy's gripping my dick so tight, it's hard to pull out."
"Aaang! Your cock... stabbing my womb... eung!"
Tears streamed as she wailed. His massive cock scraped her insides, electric bliss surging. Her mucus ability activated subconsciously, flooding more sticky secretions.
Squelch-squelch-squelch. Grip-grip. Sluuurp-sluuurp.
Lewd echoes rang through the corridor. He pinched her nipples, hips pistoning wildly. Her erect buds sparked jolts with every twist.
"Bigger than that pathetic Baal's cock, right? Feels like your pussy's ripping?"
"Yesss! It's tearing me! But... so good... I'm losing my mind!!"
Without thinking, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. Each cervix tap whitened her mind. Her clit throbbed swollen and red; his thumb grind made her spasm.
"Ngh... Is your pussy ready for my cum?"
He growled breathlessly. His cock swelled hugely inside her; she felt it everywhere.
"Yesss! Fill my womb with your cum, Demon King! I'll be... your bitch!!"
Feeling his load flood her, her eyes rolled back.
'Haa... But... why does it feel... like Deputy Park Woojin's cock? Are all guys' dicks the same... even demon kings?'
Lost in ecstasy, she blurted the thought aloud.
"Haa... Deputy Park Woojin... so good..."
The demon king's movements halted abruptly.