The Emperor is a Female!
Twilight began to cast deep shadows across the room in the Feast. Outside the window, shades of purple and scarlet mingled, creating an enchanting spectacle as if the gods had spilled their palette across the sky.
Today, the corridor outside Luciel's room was different from usual. As if foreshadowing the most lavish treatment, a luxurious red carpet stretched all the way from the door to the bed.
Beside the door, atop a delicately carved small table, an exotic scented candle burned faintly, releasing an expensive fragrance.
The scene was reminiscent of the entrance to a private parlor in a royal or high noble's estate, making one wonder if this was truly a courtesan's room.
Madame Tana was dressed in a black gown that was far more splendid and form-fitting than usual.
She paced restlessly, rubbing her hands together in anxiety. Her face betrayed an undeniable ecstasy, mingled with the anticipation of grasping an immense fortune.
"Ciel, the guest arriving today is one of the most prominent figures even within the Feast. You must serve him with far more care and devotion than usual. You must show him your most radiant self. You understand, don't you? My jewel."
Her voice, stripped of its usual composure, trembled slightly.
"Why must it be me for such an important and perilous guest? Surely there are many other women who are more experienced and skilled than I am."
Luciel asked with a lingering look of reluctance and dissatisfaction. She detested this excessive attention and pressure. An uneasy feeling crept over her that, if she made a single misstep, her head might truly roll.
"Because he values appearance above all else! Especially beauty, and he prefers untamed women like you. Even I have undergone his training before. Women used to line up just to meet him."
The madame spoke in a near whisper, yet with absolute firmness.
"If you meet him, you will experience a completely different world."
"I do not know whether to take that as a compliment or a death sentence."
Luciel let out a deep sigh and stepped into the newly decorated, yet still prison-like room. Though it was far more spacious and luxurious than before, it brought an equally suffocating pressure.
As she waited in a mixture of anxiety and resignation, the door finally opened with a heavy, polite knock.
Today's guest was an elderly human male wearing a long black coat that looked expensive at a glance, bearing the unmistakable mark of master craftsmanship.
He seemed to embody darkness itself. He was clad in flawless, impeccable black from head to toe, which only served to make the gold buttons of his deep wine-colored silk shirt—gorgeously and delicately engraved beneath his coat—gleam exceptionally bright, asserting his presence.
Though the marks of time were deeply etched into his face, even those wrinkles seemed to speak of experience and wisdom. His eyes, however, shone as piercingly and deeply as any young man's.
It was the gaze of a sage who saw through all things, yet at the same time, the gaze of a beast of prey stalking its quarry.
Luciel instinctively sensed that he was no ordinary individual—no, he was a highly dangerous man.
"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, beautiful lady. Meeting you in person like this is an incomparable honor."
He introduced himself in a smooth, resonant voice, as if greeting an old acquaintance. His voice possessed a strange power that put the listener at ease.
"I am Albert Lintz, who once served as the Chief Butler of the great Human Empire. Ah, of course, I have now retired from all public offices and live quietly in seclusion in an unnamed countryside. I merely venture out occasionally like this to reminisce about the past. Tonight, would you do me the honor of becoming a beautiful memory of mine?"
His manner of speech was exceedingly polite, yet it carried a sharpness that seemed to pierce through a person's soul, along with an undeniable authority.
Luciel, while instinctively sensing danger, felt a strange curiosity and bowed her head slightly to show her respect.
Was there ever such a figure in the imperial court?
Luciel tilted her head, recalling her past era as the Emperor. If there had been a man like him, there was no way she would have overlooked him.
This man was of an entirely different breed from the nobles she used to know.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Lord Lintz. I am Ciel. Tonight, I shall do my utmost for your pleasure."
He stared at Luciel intently for a moment, though not rudely, and then spoke with a faint, satisfied smile.
"Ciel... a beautiful name. Like a star in the night sky. Tonight, I would like you to treat me as a lover you have yearned for over many years. And I wish to share all the sweet, secret things that lovers do. Of course, I intend to compensate you handsomely—most handsomely. You may look forward to it, my Ciel."
His proposal was gentle and seductive, yet it carried a powerful, irresistible pressure.
"Now, won't you sing a sweet song of love with your beautiful voice for this old Albert tonight, my lovely Ciel?"
Lintz did not wait for Luciel's answer. Like an experienced lover, he gently but firmly slid her clothes down with both hands, caressed her thighs, and quietly knelt down to look up at her.
Her pussy, already damp with heat, was laid bare before his seasoned gaze like a ripe fruit dripping with hot moisture.
Covering her face, flushed red with shame, with both hands, Luciel peeked at him through her fingers. Her eyes were hot and moist, filled with anger, resignation, and a tiny sliver of curiosity.
This man was definitely different from the clumsy clients she had dealt with before. In every single touch of his, there was a seasoned mastery combined with a delicate consideration for his partner.
As if harboring pure, transparent honey, her pussy burned with a moist, scorching heat.
Toward her pussy, Lintz extended his hot, experienced tongue without a moment's hesitation.
Chuuup... Chlurp...
A lewd, thick squelching sound echoed through the room, and transparent, sweet honey overflowed from within her slightly parted red labia.
"Ah... Nngh...! Lord Lintz...! No...!"
A slender moan escaped her lips, though she could not tell if it was from shame or the forbidden pleasure that had already begun to spread through her entire body.
Luciel unconsciously looked down at Lintz with eyes full of anticipation. Her body was already responding helplessly to his expert caresses.
This man was completely different from any client she had ever faced. He was targeting her body as precisely and effectively as a scholar who had studied it for a lifetime.
As if responding with satisfaction to her hot, yearning, wet gaze, his tongue moved even more boldly and skillfully, rolling and stimulating her slightly swollen clitoris—which shone as brilliantly as a tiny pearl kissed by morning dew—with extreme gentleness and delicacy.
Alternating his pace, sometimes light, sometimes intense.
"Hah...!! No, not there...! Nngh! Lord Lintz, it's too...!"
Letting out a sharp, sweet cry, Luciel arched her slender, pale body off the bedsheets, trembling faintly as if struck by an electric current.
I-I feel like I'm going mad...! This... this kind of overwhelming sensation... I've never felt anything like this before...! What on earth... is this man doing to me!
Luciel screamed inwardly. This transcended mere pleasure; it was an ecstasy that bordered on torture.
Lintz smeared the sticky, thick fluid—a mixture of the sweet honey Luciel had produced and his own hot saliva—around her clitoris as if applying holy oil. He caressed her clitoris with utmost care, as if handling the most precious and fragile jewel in the world, terrified of leaving even a scratch, yet devoting himself entirely to it.
Sometimes he nibbled and sucked on it gently with his soft lips; other times, he took it entirely into his mouth, stimulating it persistently and delicately with the tip of his hot, experienced tongue.
It was as if a master craftsman were playing a fine instrument.
From that alone, Luciel felt as if she would lose her mind and climax instantly. Already, small spasms had rippled through her body several times.
"Ahyaaaang...!! No...! Please...! No more...! I really can't take any more...! I'm going to climax, Lord Lintz! Please stop!"
Pleased by Luciel's pure, highly sensitive, and violent reactions, Lintz continued his hot, thick, and merciless caresses even deeper, as if rewarding her for a job well done.
His hot tongue, which had been lewdly and relentlessly teasing her clitoris, slipped between her plump, red-hot labia before she knew it, licking up her soft, elastic vaginal walls of perfect thickness, savoring them layer by layer with meticulous care.
Every time his tongue reached deep inside, Luciel's body arched violently.
At the rough yet hot and wet sensation of his tongue, Luciel panted and let out sweet, agonizing groans. Unconsciously, she wrapped her hands around Lintz's head, gently but firmly pulling him closer, as if refusing to let him go.
"Ah... It feels too good... You mustn't do that... No...! But... please don't stop...! I want to feel this forever... in your arms...!"
As if finally reunited with a lover she had yearned for and craved for ages, Luciel's body and mind melted helplessly and without resistance under Lintz's affectionate, meticulous, and merciless caresses.
Her pride and self-esteem as an Emperor, even her burning desire for revenge, seemed to drift into the far distance at this moment. Only the intense pleasure of the present ruled over her entire being.
As he stirred the hot vessel overflowing with endless honey, waves of immense pleasure crashed over her like a tsunami, causing Luciel to gradually lose herself. Her reason was paralyzed, leaving only a beast driven by pure instinct.
"Ahggh... mmph... Hyaaaah! ...Haaahn... Ah-mmph...!! Stop...! Please stop, Lord Lintz...! I can't... I can't bear any more...!"
As if slurping and drinking up every drop of sweet juice from a ripe, bursting fruit, Lintz licked up all the sweet, musky fluids that Luciel spilled uncontrollably. Deftly employing his hot tongue and skilled fingers, he ruthlessly and relentlessly drove her into a violent vortex of climax over and over again.
Her body was being utterly toyed with in his hands.
No...! I can't do this...! I must not be bewitched! I must not grow accustomed to these sensations! I'll turn into a whore who craves a man's cock!
She desperately clawed to maintain her sanity. The moment she surrendered her body entirely to his touch, she might never escape this abyss.
"To be so soaking wet and hot... you are far more filthy and lewd than you look. No, my lovely Ciel. I like you very, very much. In all my years of experience, you are the finest woman."
Finally raising his face from between Luciel's legs with a satisfied expression, Lintz held up his dripping wet fingertips before her hazy eyes, showing them off as he whispered in a low, affectionate voice.
His voice was layered with the leisure of a victor and deep affection for his lover.
Seeing the clear, humiliating proof of her body's shameful and violent reaction right before her eyes, Luciel's cheeks flushed crimson with intense embarrassment.
She wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to run.
"Shall I... insert this hot, hard thing of mine into your tight, warm depths now? Or shall I tease you a bit longer, my Ciel? I shall do as you wish."
At Lintz's languid, seductive words, which seemed to read her mind completely, Luciel hesitated for a moment but soon found herself nodding slightly.
Her body was already fully prepared to receive his massive member, yearning for it desperately.
With a faint, satisfied smile, Lintz slowly rose, adjusting Luciel's legs so they rested lightly over his broad shoulders. He placed his hand on his massive, threatening shaft, which was already throbbing violently with excitement, and aimed it directly at her red pussy, which was continuously dripping transparent fluids.
"Now, watch closely with those beautiful eyes of yours. Witness this sacred sight of my member entering your deepest depths. And remember it forever, my love."
Just as Lintz commanded, Luciel tilted her head slightly and looked down at the point of contact between their two bodies, where a hot, suffocating tension lingered.
At that exact moment, the tip of Lintz's massive, hot shaft gently yet relentlessly parted her red-hot pussy, sliding in as if drawn toward her deepest recesses.
"Ah... It's entering... It's coming in... Something so... so huge, hot, and hard... inside me...! All of it...!"
Pushing through her soaking wet, slippery folds slowly but with irresistible force, Lintz's massive shaft gradually but surely penetrated toward her deepest, most secret place.
At the novel, overwhelming sensation of her pussy being forced open and stretched wide, Luciel grimaced slightly. Yet, her eyes shone far brighter and more voluptuously than before, filled with uncontrollable anticipation, excitement, and the intense pleasure already spreading through her entire body.
"Ah... Ahh... Nngh...! Lord Lintz...! It hurts...! But... it feels so good...! It's strange...! My body doesn't feel like my own!"
As Lintz's hot, hard, and massive shaft filled her lewdly stretched pussy to the very root without a single gap, her vaginal walls writhed violently as if they had been waiting for this for a long time, tightening around him even harder and hotter.
"Mmh... It is all... all the way in. Can you feel it clearly? This immense fullness of my member filling your tight, hot depths to the brim, my lovely Ciel."
Lintz hovered over Luciel, completely dominating her body. He gently stroked her sweat-dampened hair and whispered low, yet clearly and affectionately, in her ear.
Then, holding himself still inside her, he moved his hot tongue to her flushed earlobe, caressing it with soft, thick strokes.
At Lintz's expert, agonizing teasing—remaining inserted without moving—Luciel gradually grew uncontrollably desperate. Her entire body burned like a pitiful fish slowly cooking over a hot fire.
Driven by desire, she arched her body, reaching out with trembling hands to wrap around Lintz's broad, firm back, pulling him closer in sheer desperation.
"Please don't tease me, Lord Lintz... Please, move quickly. I feel like I'm truly going to go mad like this! Please!"
Luciel's sobbing plea was half-choked with tears, and hot droplets welled in the corners of her eyes.
No... I can't do this...! I must not yield to his temptation...! A mere pleasure like this...!
As if to cut off Luciel's pitiful words, or perhaps to further fuel her desperate pleading, Lintz stole her lips roughly yet tenderly, thrusting his hot, skilled tongue into her sweet mouth to swirl around.
It was as if he meant to suck away her very soul.
"Mmh... mmph... Haahn...! *Smooch*...! *Chlurp*...! Lord Lintz!"
As if coquettishly teasing him back, or perhaps out of pure instinct, Luciel actively wrapped her soft tongue around his hot one, her grip on his back tightening as she clung to him desperately.
Even after slowly releasing Luciel's plump, red lips with lingering reluctance, Lintz still did not move his hips. Instead, he caressed her sensitive ear once more with his hot tongue, soft and thick.
"Please... please move now, Lord Lintz...! Nngh...! Hurry and thrust into me with your member! Ruin this filthy, dirty hole of mine with your huge, beautiful thing, make it completely useless!"
Unable to endure Lintz's continuous, agonizing torment any longer, Luciel clung to him even tighter, begging almost in a wail, like a female beast in heat.
At that exact moment, Lintz finally let out a low, satisfied chuckle and began to move slowly, yet with absolute certainty.
At the overwhelming sensation of his hips moving slowly but with immense weight and depth, Luciel, who had been waiting in agony, let out a sharp, ecstatic cry, her entire body completely unraveling.
"Ah, ah, ah, ahyaahn! It feels good! It feels so, so good, Lord Lintz! Deeper! Harder! Ahggh! Haaahn! Give me all of you!"
Every time Lintz's swollen, rock-hard cock shifted inside her, it ruthlessly and thoroughly scraped against her vaginal walls, which were covered in hot, highly sensitive mucous membranes.
Instinctively wrapping her legs tightly around Lintz's firm waist like a snake, Luciel unconsciously writhed her hips even more violently and lewdly to receive his hot member even deeper.
"Yes, behave even more lewdly like that, my cute, lovely little female."
Satisfied with her reaction, Lintz whispered affectionately in her ear, gradually increasing the speed of his thrusts. He plunged ruthlessly and mercilessly toward Luciel's deepest, most secret place—the sweet vessel overflowing with hot honey.
"Haaah... ah...! You've reached... the absolute deepest part, Lord Lintz... Nngh! It's too deep and hot...! Ahyaaaang!"
Hot tears, of either ecstasy or despair, streamed down her cheeks, soaking the expensive silk bedsheets. Surrendering her burning, feverish body entirely to Lintz, she screamed sweet, agonizing cries without end.
Her face, beautifully distorted in a mix of pain and pleasure, and her lewd, pitiful groans excited Lintz even more intensely. Inside Luciel's tight, hot vagina, his member grew even harder, hotter, and more menacingly large, as if there were no limit.
"Haaahhh!!... Incredible, Lord Lintz...! It's so, so incredible! Inside... your thing is growing so massive inside me again! I can't believe it! Ahhh! I feel like I'm going to die!"
With a low, satisfied groan, Lintz slowly raised his upper body, firmly adjusting Luciel's legs over his broad shoulders once more. Tilting his hips slightly to change the angle, he began to plunge into her again, even deeper, sharper, and more mercilessly.
Every time his massive shaft shifted inside her, the wet, squelching friction echoed through the room, sounding incredibly lewd and obscene.
Every time the hard, hot tip ground against the deepest, most sensitive entrance of her womb, a thrilling, ecstatic pleasure that felt as if it would shatter her entire body struck up her spine, hitting her brain and ruthlessly battering her whole system.
"Ah!, Ah!, Ahyaaaah!, Lord Lintz!, No... I really can't take any more! I'm going to climax!! Haaahhh!"
Her pale hands gripped the bedsheets so tightly that her knuckles turned bloodless and white.
Luciel's body arched violently like a bow, lifting off the bed, and then began to tremble faintly, as if undergoing a severe spasm.
Waves of hot, thick pleasure crashed over her repeatedly, surging and receding without pause.
The intense, ceaseless contractions of her vaginal walls transmitted Luciel's deep, violent climax entirely to Lintz.
Pausing his wild, intense movements for a moment, Lintz gently brushed back Luciel's sweat-soaked bangs and gazed down at her flushed face.
Though his gaze was far softer than before, a hot, uncooled desire still smoldered within them like molten lava.
Now, Luciel could no longer deny it. This was her hidden, true nature.
And once one accepts it, everything becomes familiar so easily, so quickly.
When one fully embraces oneself as they are, the resistance against falling helplessly into the intense pleasure before them melts away like spring snow, or thins like ice under the hot sun.
"How is it? Do you feel it, my Ciel? This terrible, sweet, forbidden pleasure. This is your true self."
"Yes... Yes... It feels so, so good, Lord Lintz... Mmph!! More... more violently... take all of me deeper! I cannot live without cock anymore!"
Having her highly sensitive pussy relentlessly penetrated, Luciel was rapidly and uncontrollably approaching an unknown, ultimate climax incomparable to anything before.
A premonition of an immense, destructive climax that was far more violent than any she had experienced in the past, making both her body and mind feel as though they were melting away entirely.
"I am cumming now! I shall pour all of this hot fluid of mine into your tight, warm depths without leaving a single drop! Receive it, my love! This is my token to you!"
Upon finally hearing the announcement of the moment she had been desperately anticipating, Luciel's slender body trembled violently, sobbing with ecstasy and expectation.
Her movements, tightening even harder and hotter, grew fiercer. Her pussy, which had been greedily swallowing his hot fingers earlier, now writhed its soft walls as if coquettishly teasing Lintz, wrapping violently around his cock.
On her womb, a tattoo invisible to others was glowing, as if writhing in pleasure.
"Haaahhh...! In my pussy... fill my pussy with your hot seed, Lord Lintz...! Haaah...! I... I think I'm going to climax too! Anywhere, as long as I am with you! Ahyaaaang!"
Summoning his remaining strength, Lintz planted both hands firmly on the bed, raised his hips high, and plunged ruthlessly and mercilessly into Luciel's hot back hole like a bolt of lightning.
Desperately supporting her body, which felt as though it would collapse under that immense force, she received Lintz's final, violent assault entirely with her whole body.
"Here it comes... all of me, my love!"
With those words as a signal, Lintz's hot member vigorously shot his warm, thick, musky fluids into her hot rear, leaving not a single drop behind.
"Haaah...! I'm climaxing...! Ahhh!"
The intense, thick sensation of Lintz's hot semen flooding inside her felt as if it were permeating every single part of her body.
She could tell. Something inside her had clearly and irreversibly changed. It was an inexplicably mysterious sensation, as if it had been destined by fate.
Panting in the afterglow of the climax, Luciel strangely felt a sense of fullness and satisfaction. It was as if she had finally found something she had been searching for over a long time.
Now... I truly... can never go back to who I was before... Now that I've tasted this pleasure... I might not be able to live without a man's cock anymore.
She brought Lintz's hot, wet, musky member to her mouth, licking it with devotion and lewdness, as if it were her most precious treasure.
This was no longer the figure of a proud Emperor. It was a beautifully tamed, pleasure-awakened, lewd female beast.
Lintz looked down at her with a satisfied smile. His plan seemed to have succeeded flawlessly.
"Very good, my Ciel. You truly are the finest woman."
He gently stroked Luciel's head.
Luciel, seemingly pleased by his touch, craved his member even more.
Tonight, she was not an Emperor, but a female beast loved by a man.
Even if it was a false love.
