Chapter 2 — First Experience (2)

At the Demon King's completely unexpected command, Lisa ended up blurting out a stupid question. But the moment she met his amethyst eyes, she realized what she had done, turned pale with fright, and bowed her head deeply.

"Y-Your Majesty... I apologize..."

Her voice trembled with fear, but the Demon King spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Later, when this gets big again, you'll wake me by sucking it."

"...?!"

Lisa's eyes widened, but the Demon King simply muttered to himself and lay down between the two women.

"You little punk, I'll give you a present, so take it. Ahh, that was fun."

Lisa was a virgin, but she understood immediately what the Demon King wanted her to do. Sex slaves received training, after all.

In the brief interval while the still-dim dawn brightened into full daylight, Lisa fidgeted with her numb feet and repeatedly gathered her fraying concentration, which threatened to give way to fear and exhaustion.

And she did as the Demon King had ordered. It was her first time seeing a man's thing, and now she had to put something that swelled up this huge and monstrous into her mouth.

Lisa squeezed her eyes shut and cautiously took the soundly sleeping Demon King's member into her mouth.

"Nngh..."

She took it into her mouth and licked it a few times, then the Demon King suddenly woke up, sat back, made her fetch a mirror, and then fell silent for another long while, just like that.

Thinking something might have gone wrong, Lisa hunched her trembling body and didn't even meet his eyes.

Then, suddenly, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠breathing became difficult.

It was the same oppressive pressure she had felt the very first time she saw the Demon King. No, this time it seemed even harder to bear. A faint moan ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠escaped her before she knew it. The slave had to focus every ounce of strength just on breathing in and out. That was when it happened.

"Raise your head and look at me."

At the Demon King's low voice, the woman's body flinched.

Disobedience was impossible. She raised her head and her eyes met the Demon King's violet gaze. For an instant, her eyes grew slightly clouded.

The Demon King noticed that this was how his skill 'Mihon' took effect. Yet it seemed her 'will' still hadn't completely crumbled.

"Do you know why you are here?"

"...Yes."

The Demon King's slow, gentle tone was clearly different from the first words she had heard from him. But the suffocating terror remained unchanged.

The Demon King was capricious and regarded human lives as little more than flies. And so, panicked by the Demon King's abruptly altered speech, the slave's mind raced with all sorts of thoughts.

Why was he acting like this?

She had to be careful how she answered. A wrong answer meant death.

She had heard that there were slaves whose heads had been sent flying even ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠while they had the Demon King's thing in their loins.

"Why are you here?"

Faced with the Demon King's emotionless expression as he posed the question, the woman bit her lip lightly before answering.

"I... I serve as Your Majesty's sex slave."

Because the Demon King had ordered it, she couldn't lower her head to hide her expression. Humiliation, fury, fear, and sorrow she couldn't conceal were all laid bare on her face.

"What is your name?"

Her emerald-like green eyes shook violently at the Demon King's unforeseen question.

She had assumed the Demon King would have no interest in a slave's name. No one asks a piece of meat for its name before eating it.

Suddenly realizing afresh who she was and what this situation was, the tears brimming in the woman's eyes spilled over and dropped onto her cheeks.

"...I am Lisa."

She wanted to live.

She didn't know why the Demon King had changed his attitude so abruptly. She only hoped it was something positive.

Now, and even after she somehow got through this immediate crisis, she wanted to stay alive.

She wanted to stay alive as herself, as Lisa.

That will was what allowed her to resist the great Demon King's skill and hold onto her sanity.

And that was why the Demon King was perplexed. The skill was clearly activating more powerfully than before, yet the woman still hadn't succumbed to it.

If possible, the most merciful approach would be to soothe the girl's heart through moderate means and make her accept this situation. So the Demon King decided to try persuading her.

Back in his original world, he'd been recognized as a fairly capable team leader precisely because he was good at placating and managing rough characters.

After a brief silence and a moment of thought, the Demon King spoke.

"Lisa. You will have been given a duty."

Though the Demon King's words were cold and reminded her of her reality—the reality of being a sex slave—his deep voice carried a power that stirred the heart. Moreover, the woman was startled once again by his next words.

"Whoever it is, one must do what one must do, and those who do it well are given rewards."

"Re...wards...?"

At the Demon King's bewildering statement, Lisa echoed his words, forgetting her own circumstances. It was proof that Lisa's will had weakened compared to earlier.

The Demon King did not reproach her. His gentle voice tickled her ears sweetly.

"If you are in my castle, the same holds true even for a lowly slave."

What did that mean?

Every sex slave, once she has served the Demon King once and lost her virginity, either dies or becomes a receptacle for the semen of the Demon King's soldiers. Not just sex slaves—all human slaves within this royal castle were less than livestock.

Then why was he speaking to her like this?

The Demon King's eyes narrowed. Through the slits, his violet eyes glittered strangely.

"I will give you a chance. A chance to receive a reward."

The people dragged to this castle and made into sex slaves were those who had hardened their resolve and clung to life because they couldn't even die.

Like herself. But a reward?

Could it be... he was offering her some other option?

The woman looked at the Demon King's face and blinked. Hair like ebony and a face like a plaster sculpture. Within it, eyes like jewels. Those eyes seemed as if they were drawing in her very mind.

'It worked!'

No indicator appeared, but at last the Demon King 'knew' that his skill had properly taken hold of the woman called Lisa.

Looking at her, visibly more relaxed now, the Demon King spoke.

"Do what you must do."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Her voice sounded a little more melted and languid than before, but she herself didn't notice.

Lisa crept forward on her knees and carefully resumed the act she had been performing earlier when the Demon King had briefly fallen asleep. It was the act the Demon King had ordered her to do.

Her dainty lips parted and swallowed the tip of the Demon King's glans.

"Hahp..."

The Demon King's lower half, which ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had temporarily returned to its normal state, began to swell again. The size hadn't been small to begin with, but once it started growing, it became something so massive that even the Demon King himself was astonished.

'I-it's so big... I'm supposed to... put this inside?'

As she felt the squirming power inside her mouth, the woman grew a little frightened. The cries of pain and pleasure that the two women had screamed out earlier, while this huge thing had moved in and out of them, flashed through her mind.

'...Huh?'

Then the Demon King, as the skill's holder, sensed that the skill afflicting the woman was being disrupted. It seemed that as the thing in her mouth grew larger, her terror was returning. Feeling the need to enforce the skill more firmly, the Demon King reached out toward the slave.

"?!"

The Demon King gently stroked Lisa's head.

The moment he touched her, her eyes calmed again. The anticipation she felt from the contact had grown stronger than the terror she felt from the Demon King.

"Slurp, slurp..., hahp..."

The Demon King's fully aroused penis began to throb from the pleasure of the warm mucous membrane clinging to it.

As the Demon King slowly stroked Lisa's head, her caresses deepened a little further. The Demon King's phallus slid in and out between her plump lips, beginning to glisten with saliva.

A blush began to spread across her once-pale cheeks. A sparkle returned to her green eyes, which had been sunken as if dead. Leaning against the headboard, the Demon King watched with interest as the woman, prostrated like a dog, diligently sucked his member.

There was still no sign of Skill Duplication.

Abruptly, with the Demon King's thing still in her mouth, Lisa looked up into his eyes. Normally, it was a face she would never dare to gaze upon, but the Mihon skill was so powerful it made her forget even that.

"Haahp, sluurp, slurp..., sluurp..."

"Hnn...gh."

The tip of the glans inside the woman's mouth was rubbed by her tongue. The portion of the penis inside her mouth was surrounded by her tongue and the tissues of her mouth, creating a soft friction. A low groan escaped the Demon King before he knew it.

And he did not miss the smile that surfaced in the woman's eyes.

Seeing the Demon King's seemingly impassive expression, she appeared to think that she ought to please him more.

Her look, as if gauging the Demon King's satisfaction, put him at ease as well.

Even if she wasn't someone he had affection for, he didn't want to force himself upon a person who was writhing with disgust and struggling against it. No matter that it was a quest.

Though he had received help from a skill, at least now this slave would not remember only pain when she recalled her relationship with the Demon King.

"Hmmpf?!"

The wet, hot sensation he felt on the tip and shaft made the Demon King a little impatient.

His large hand lightly grasped her flowing green hair and pushed himself a little deeper into the woman's mouth.

"Ah..., upf, oopf...!"

He felt faint resistance, but Lisa, seeing the Demon King's eyes narrow with satisfaction, ceased her resistance and began to accept the enormous thing pushing deep into her throat. With tears welling in her eyes, her head moved ceaselessly, taking the Demon King's member in deeply.

"Hahbupf, upf, oopf..., oopf!"

With her hair held by the Demon King, the woman's cheeks were already flushed red.

Her small melon-sized breasts bounced ceaselessly with the quickened movements. The pink nipples at their tips stood stiffly erect, as if craving stimulation. The sensation of her throat and lips tightening around the Demon King's phallus was, combined with the visual, indescribably arousing.

The Demon King began to piston in earnest. Lisa, her breathing ragged, twisted her body slightly. Trying not to insert himself too deeply so she wouldn't suffocate, he shook his hips rapidly.

"Hhut..."

"Oooph...! U... ooph..."

As pleasure surged, the Demon King momentarily pushed the tip deep into Lisa's throat and held her head with both hands. Lisa's eyes flew wide open at the sudden sensation of hot liquid thrust deep inside her.

As the Demon King's phallus, having poured out his climax for a long moment, slowly withdrew, the sound of something being swallowed came from the woman's throat. Lisa was panting for breath through her nose.

"Hnnh..."

"Haa, haa, haa..."

"Did you swallow it all?"

As the Demon King leaned his languid body back against the bed and asked in a teasing tone, Lisa's face turned bright red and she slowly nodded.

Even though he had climaxed once, the Demon King's member was still imposing. Lisa's eyes, looking at it, began to glisten with anticipation and pleasure.

The Demon King's sweet voice stimulated her once more.

"Turn around."

Her body flinched, but her hesitation was brief.

"...Yes."

Lisa, who seemed to have caught her breath a little, turned her body while remaining on all fours and presented her buttocks to the Demon King. The pink petals and the tightly shut hole above them were already twitching with arousal.

The area below was already wet. A viscous, clear fluid escaped her vaginal opening, slid down leaving a trail like a single long thread, and dropped onto the bed. The Demon King smiled faintly with satisfaction.

"Would you like a taste with that mouth as well?"

"Yes?! ...How could I dare..., hiyahk?!"

Her trembling voice couldn't finish the answer. The Demon King rose up, seized her pale white buttocks, and roughly shoved the tip of his glans, still glistening with semen, between the parted cleft. At the sudden invasion, Lisa let out a scream and froze.