Chapter 16 – The Forbidden Gate Opens

The following afternoon, after finishing her lunch, Luciel sank into the worn velvet sofa of the VIP waiting room, waiting for her next client.

Though the view outside the window remained gloomy, a strange sense of anticipation was rising like mist in a corner of her heart.

'I made my decision, but have I really changed this much? To actually look forward to whatever pleasure awaits me today... it's ridiculous. For me, who was once the Emperor, to be swayed by such trivial emotions... how pathetic.'

Feeling the womb tattoo, engraved alongside the curse of the Constellations, grow faintly warm, Luciel swallowed hard.

Just then, Elberta, who had been sitting with her eyes closed on a sofa by the window in a corner of the waiting room, suddenly sniffed the air like a cat and furrowed her beautiful brow.

Her short, light-gray hair seemed to quiver slightly.

"I smell something unpleasant."

Elberta stood up, glanced at Luciel, and warned her in a low, inscrutable tone.

"Don't look for me today. And don't lose yourself, either."

Leaving those words behind, she slipped out of the waiting room as silently as a cat.

'What an utterly incomprehensible woman. Always disappearing after leaving behind nothing but riddles. But does she know something? Has she noticed this change within me?'

Luciel shook her head at Elberta's eccentric behavior. She tried to read the meaning behind those yellow eyes, but as always, she failed. Still, an inexplicable sense of unease washed over her.

Not long after, Madame Tana came looking for Luciel. Looking somewhat more excited than usual, Tana whispered to Luciel about the new client. Her red dress seemed exceptionally vivid today.

"Ciel, the Chief of Police of the City Union has visited us today. He is an extremely important figure, so you must serve him with everything you have. His satisfaction could decide the very future of The Feast. Keep in mind that he is different from your usual clients."

Tana studied Luciel's reaction and asked cautiously.

"You don't happen to have... a dog allergy, do you, my jewel? He is a bit unique."

"No... I don't?"

When Luciel replied with a puzzled expression, Tana clapped her hands with a satisfied smile. Her golden eyes gleamed with greed.

"Excellent! Go on then, get to work! It's time to show what you can do! And remember, do not offend him. Under no circumstances. His sense of smell is sensitive beyond imagination."

'Could he be a demihuman? And the Chief of Police at that... he's bound to be no ordinary fellow.'

While Luciel was lost in thought, the heavy door of the reception room swung open, and today's client stepped inside.

The man who entered the room was far beyond Luciel's expectations. Tall, broad-shouldered, and possessing a solid chest, he appeared to be in his early thirties by human standards.

He was so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tall that Luciel had to look up at him, and a wild, predatory aura, like that of a well-trained beast, radiated from his entire body.

His skin was a slightly rough yellow-brown, and between his short, coarse dark-brown hair, a pair of thick, dark grayish-brown dog ears—perked up like a wolf's—caught her attention.

His sharp, glowing amber-red eyes gave off a sensitive, slightly bloodshot impression. He kept his brow furrowed as if constantly sniffing for something, yet the expression exuded a strange charm.

He wore a noble-style military uniform delicately embroidered with dark magic circles.

'A dog beastman? Don't tell me the smell Elberta was talking about was the scent of a dog?'

Luciel muttered to herself. Her heart trembled slightly. She instinctively sensed that this man was a different kind of presence compared to her previous clients.

The man approached Luciel and bowed politely. His movements were disciplined, yet they carried the tense, suppressed energy of a wild animal.

"Pleasure to meet you, Miss Ciel. I am Rygen Volfcroft, Chief of Police of the City Union. I have heard much of your reputation. They call you the 'Jewel of The Feast.'"

His voice was low and deep, yet it held a strange gentleness.

He stopped mid-sentence, suddenly bringing his nose close to Luciel and inhaling her scent deeply. Feeling his wet nose brush against her neck and ear, Luciel flinched involuntarily and held her breath.

"Mmm... A most captivating scent. Sweet, yet somehow perilous, like the thorns of a rose. And though extremely faint, I also smell vengeance and ancient sorrow. Fascinating. It seems you have many stories hidden within you, Miss Ciel."

He closed his eyes and remained intoxicated by her scent for a moment, as if savoring a fine wine. His dog ears twitched slightly.

"Ah, forgive me. It's an old habit. Let's call it an occupational hazard. I can discern many things through scent, you see. Your emotions, and even the secrets you keep hidden. But do not worry, I am quite good at keeping secrets."

Rygen apologized with an embarrassed cough. For a brief moment, a bright, innocent smile like a puppy's spread across his face, but his eyes still gleamed sharply, as if piercing right through Luciel.

Though flustered inside, Luciel maintained her composure outwardly and flashed a seductive smile.

"It is quite alright, Chief Rygen. I have heard much about your extraordinary abilities. If anything, it is an honor that you can perceive everything about me. Tonight, I shall satisfy every single one of your senses."

She naturally knelt before him, reaching her delicate hands toward the buckle of his military trousers. As she pulled them down, his cock—distinctly different from a human's, red, thick, and blunt-tipped—revealed itself with an imposing presence.

The dark-red shaft throbbed with writhing veins, easily measuring a good thirty centimeters.

Clear pre-cum was already leaking from the tip, unable to contain his arousal. Though briefly taken aback by its massive size and ferocious shape, Luciel quickly regained her composure.

'Ultimately, the stimulation a male receives is all the same. With a size like this, I might actually experience a different kind of pleasure.'

She carefully guided his already magnificently erect cock into her warm, soft mouth. The wild pheromones radiating from him intensely assaulted her nostrils.

"Ahhhng, slurp, slurp..."

Taking him into her mouth, Luciel instinctively worked her tongue, gently caressing the glans. His shaft was rock-hard and burning hot, its subtle tremors transmitting directly to her tongue.

"Mmph, gulp, mmph... cough, gag!"

Not long after Luciel began licking and sucking his cock, Rygen let out a low groan. He seemed to gently stroke her hair at first, but suddenly gripped it tightly and began to violently thrust his hips.

His shaft savagely plunged deep into her throat without a shred of mercy.

Thud! Thud! Slap! Slap!

Amidst the obscene sounds, Luciel choked, unable to even let out a proper groan as tears welled in her eyes.

"Mmph, gag, mmph, gasp!"

His hot, thick semen erupted violently, shooting straight down into her stomach—a repulsive yet thrilling sensation that she felt with vivid ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠clarity.

Her tongue and the roof of her mouth were completely filled by him. His taste was intense—musky and rich, like the raw fluids of a wild beast.

As Rygen pulled his cock out with a satisfied, heavy breath, Luciel collapsed to the floor, coughing violently.

"Cough, cough, pant, pant..."

His fluids were dripping down the corners of her mouth.

Rygen looked down at her with a satisfied expression, yet his eyes remained sharp as he began to strip off the rest of his military uniform.

As his well-built physique, solid chest, defined abs, and long, thick limbs were revealed, the temperature in the room seemed to rise even higher.

A wild, masculine scent of sweat and raw beast wafted from his body. Old scars littered his skin, hinting at the harsh life he had led.

Luciel thought to herself:

'To think I am getting aroused by such rough and humiliating treatment. Have I truly degenerated into an utterly hopeless female?'

The intense, irresistible pleasure radiating from her womb tattoo surged through her entire body like molten lava.

She slowly shed her cheap dress. As her pale skin, voluptuous breasts, slender waist, and luscious hips were exposed, the fire in Rygen's eyes burned even hotter.

A low growl escaped his lips.

Once she lay down on the bed, Rygen whispered in a low voice, his tone laced with a beastly growl.

"I happen to have a slightly different taste than most, Miss Ciel. I wish to admire that beautiful back of yours. I want to taste every single part of you."

He turned her body around.

'He likes doggy style, it seems. Well, that's fine. It might actually be more stimulating. How will this man handle me?'

The moment the thought crossed Luciel's mind, Rygen buried his face between her luscious buttocks and began to lick her anus. His hot, wet tongue densely caressed the sensitive membrane.

"Ahhhng, slurp, lick..."

His tongue sought out and stimulated her most sensitive spot as if it were a living creature of its own. The sensation of his nose pressing into the cleft of her buttocks was dizzying.

"Hieek!"

Luciel shrieked and trembled violently at the unexpected hot, wet stimulation.

'Damn it, another bizarre pervert has arrived! But... this sensation... is a first! It's too intense!'

Though she cursed him in her mind, the novel and intense stimulation of her anus honestly aroused her body.

Rygen whispered lewd words as he began to gently yet persistently probe her anus with his fingers.

"We must loosen this place up properly for you to feel better. It is just as sensitive as your lower lips, after all. Let me find your hidden paradise. Look forward to it, my beautiful prey. You will soon learn just how much pleasure this tiny hole of yours is hiding."

Every time his fingers explored her inner walls, Luciel twisted her hips in spite of herself. His fingers plundered her depths like living creatures.

He gradually added more fingers, stretching her inside. The sensation of his nails scraping against her sensitive flesh was thrilling.

Already highly aroused, sweet juices began to cascade from Luciel's pussy like a waterfall, and the sweet scent further stimulated Rygen's nose. His dog ears twitched with excitement.

Squelch, squelch...

The wet sounds echoed from between her thighs.

"You want it here now, don't you? I can feel it—your backside is begging for me. It's burning hot. Your body cannot lie, Ciel."

Rygen, who had been continuously stimulating and probing her anus, breathed hot air into her ear as he whispered. His voice paralyzed her reason like a spell.

Luciel was reaching a point where his fingers alone could no longer satisfy her. Her anus was burning hot, as if already fully prepared to receive his shaft, greedily clamping down on his fingers.

"Ah... no... but... don't stop... please... deeper...!"

"Say it. Tell me you want to take your master's cock into that tight little backside of yours. Beg me honestly. Use that beautiful voice of yours. Show me with your body how much you want me. Lay bare all of your female instincts."

Rygen squeezed her buttocks tightly, probing her anus even deeper as he demanded an answer. Luciel, tears of shame and arousal welling in her eyes, nodded her head violently without a word.

'This man... is too dangerous. But... I can't resist. His touch... his voice... they're driving me mad. I can't escape this humiliating pleasure!'

Positioned with her back turned, Luciel could not see the lewd, hungry wolf-like grin spreading across Rygen's face.

Rygen gathered a generous amount of the clear, sweet juices dripping from her pussy onto his fingers and carefully coated her flushed anus with it.

Then, spreading her voluptuous buttocks even wider with both hands, he pressed the tip of his ferociously swollen cock against the narrow entrance.

The heat radiating from him scorched her skin. His cock felt like a branding iron.

"Miss Ciel, relax and stay comfortable. From now on, you will experience a whole new world. An extreme pleasure entirely different from anything before. I shall guide you to heaven... or perhaps hell. But it will undoubtedly be ecstatic."

His voice was low and smooth, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

"Yes... ahng... please... mercy... Lord Rygen... no, Master... please be gentle with me... this is my first time doing this..."

Luciel's voice trembled pitifully. She seemed to have already become his captive.

Stretching her tight, inexperienced anus to its absolute limit, Rygen began to plunge his hot, hard cock inside without hesitation. It penetrated her depths like a searing iron rod.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Heavy, dull impacts resounded. With every inch he forced inside,

creak, stretch

...the sounds of her flesh yielding echoed from within.

Luciel shuddered violently, simultaneously imagining the tearing pain about to assault her backside—which had never known anything larger than a finger—and the unknown, intense pleasure that would accompany it.

'Is this... true corruption? Or a new beginning? Where does this pleasure end?'

"I'm going all the way in! I will engrave everything of mine inside you! You are mine now! You are going to be my female!"

With his shout, Luciel's body arched violently.

Once he felt his glans breach her narrow passage, Rygen threw his entire weight forward, burying his shaft to the hilt in a single motion. The sound of tearing flesh seemed to echo.

Slide!

"Kyaaaahhhng!"

A searing, tearing pain pierced through Luciel's entire body, forcing a desperate shriek from her throat. Her vision turned stark white.

Her nails dug into the bedsheets as if to tear them apart. Her spine arched like a bow.

Holding his cock deep inside her to the root, Rygen caught his breath for a moment before beginning to move slowly and gently. He shifted cautiously, as if exploring her inner depths.

"Ahhhng, slurp, squelch..."

Lewd sounds escaped her lips. Though her inner walls stung from the friction of his rough movements, they simultaneously delivered a bizarre sense of pleasure.

At the same time, Rygen began to skillfully stimulate Luciel's sensitive clitoris with his free hand, causing the sharp pain in her backside to gradually subside.

His fingers targeted and stimulated her most sensitive spot like magic. Her body reacted to two entirely different kinds of pleasure at once.

"Ngyah!"

A sharp moan burst from her.

The sweet, electric pleasure from her clitoris pushed aside the pain in her backside, leaving only a hot, novel ecstasy to dominate her entire body.

It was a bizarre sensation where pain and pleasure intertwined. Her anus began to relax slightly to accommodate his massive girth.

Receiving a man in her backside for the first time in her life, Luciel was bewildered by the intense, perverse pleasure, her mind unraveling uncontrollably. This was unlike anything she had ever experienced. It felt as though she had tasted the forbidden fruit.

'This sensation... is a first. It's too... too intense. My body... doesn't feel like my own.'

"Ah, nngh! It feels so strange... my backside... it's so hot! It feels like it's going to burst! Ah... I've never felt like this before, Master! Please... don't stop! Fill me completely with your cock!"

Her voice was a chaotic mix of moans and gasps of awe.

Grimacing slightly in satisfaction at the tight grip—incomparable to that of her pussy—Rygen relentlessly pounded Luciel's hot anus, subtly shifting his rhythm and angle.

His shaft seemed to grow even harder and hotter inside her.

Slap, slap

Wet, squelching sounds echoed through the room with every thrust.

Every time he scraped against her inner walls, a sound resonated.

Squish, squish

He reached down with his free hand, sliding his fingers into her sweet, already soaking wet honey pot. While stimulating her soft bud, he vigorously stirred the hot, slick depths. Her pussy greedily sucked in his fingers.

Squelch, squish, squelch, slurp

Assaulted by the hot, hard weapon in her backside and the dense fingers stimulating her front, Luciel wailed like a madwoman.

"N-no! Ah... it's rubbing inside! Both places at once... Ah... Master! Break me! Haah! Ahhhng! I'm going crazy! Please... save me!"

Her body reacted violently to his touch.

"Miss Ciel, seeing you react so violently for your first time, you must have a truly special talent for this. In all my years of experience, I have never met a woman like you. You are a true female. You could be my perfect partner. It feels as though every single one of your holes was made just for me."

His voice carried a mix of admiration and raw, primal excitement.

Just as Rygen said, taking a cock into her backside for the first time in her life, Luciel was experiencing an overwhelming, destructive pleasure she had never known before.

Perhaps it was due to the humiliating circumstance of being taken from behind like a beast.

But above all, the suppressed nature deep within Luciel's heart was reacting violently to this forbidden, perverse act.

The degrading words and actions fanned the flames of Luciel's sensuality, making them burn fiercely and crimson-red.

'Am I... this kind of woman? A perverted female who loves having her backside violated?'

"Ahhhng... hieek! But... it feels too good! I don't think I can ever forget this feeling! Every time your cock moves inside me... it feels like the whole world is turning upside down!"

She ought to have felt so ashamed of exposing that place that she would rather die, yet here she was, shedding endless tears of mixed ecstasy and shame after receiving a man there. Her buttocks swayed enticingly to his movements, and every time he plunged deep, an electric thrill pierced her entire body.

Luciel could no longer deny it.

That this was indeed her hidden nature.

And once acknowledged, everything becomes familiar all too easily and quickly.

Once she fully accepted herself for what she was, her resistance against helplessly drowning in the intense pleasure before her dissolved as easily as spring snow, or ice melting under the hot sun.

"How is it? Can you feel it? The true desire hidden inside you. You can never escape me."

Rygen whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her neck.

"Y-yes... my backside... feels too good... ahng! Everything about you... is driving me crazy! Please... defile me! Fill me to the brim with your cock! I want to become yours completely like this!"

Her voice was filled with pleading and desperate longing.

Penetrated deeply in her backside, Luciel was rapidly and uncontrollably hurtling toward an unknown, extreme climax incomparable to anything before.

It was the premonition of a devastating, overwhelming orgasm—far more violent than any climax in her past—one that felt as if it would completely melt away both her body and mind.

"I'm cumming now. I will leave all of myself inside you, my beautiful female. You will be mine forever. I shall dominate every part of you. Remember this moment for eternity."

His voice was low and menacing, yet it possessed an irresistible allure.

Upon finally receiving the announcement of the moment she had been desperately anticipating, Luciel's slender body trembled violently, whimpering with ecstasy and expectation.

The clenching of her backside grew even tighter and hotter, while her front honey pot, which had been greedily swallowing Rygen's hot fingers, writhed its soft vaginal walls as if coquettishly wrapping itself tightly around them. Her entire body reacted in perfect sync with his touch.

"Haaah... in my backside... fill me with your hot cum... haah... I... I think I'm going to cum too! Anywhere with you! I don't mind becoming your slave like this! Ahhhhhng...! Please, Master! Pour your seed inside me!"

Her cries were saturated with climax and desperate longing.

Summoning his remaining strength, Rygen planted both hands firmly on the bed, arched his hips high, and drove relentlessly into Luciel's hot backside like a bolt of lightning, showing no mercy. Thud! Thud! Thud! He penetrated to her absolute ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠depths. His body glistened with sweat, and a beastly roar erupted from his throat.

"Grrrrr...!"

Supporting her collapsing body against his overwhelming momentum, she received Rygen's final, violent assault with every inch of her being. Her body shook helplessly with his movements.

"I'm cumming! Everything of mine! All my love! Graaaah!"

With his roar, everything rushed toward the peak.

Using those words as a signal, Rygen's hot weapon vigorously discharged his warm, thick, musky fluids deep inside her hot backside, leaving not a single drop behind.

A hot torrent filled her inside. Her anus burned hot with his semen.

Spurt, splurt!

"You're cumming! Fill me... fill me up... Haaaah! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Kyaaaahng!"

The intense, thick sensation of Rygen's hot semen flooding inside her felt as if it were permeating her entire body. It was a mysterious, fateful feeling that something within her had clearly and permanently changed.

Her anal muscles twitched faintly as they clamped down on his semen.

Panting in the afterglow of the climax, Luciel strangely felt a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction. As if she had finally found something she had been searching for all along.

Was this true pleasure? Or absolute corruption?

"I can't... go back now. I've become your female. Your scent... has stained my entire body."

Her voice was barely a whisper, yet it held a strange tremor that hinted at complete surrender and a new beginning.

Once the act was finished and his cock slipped out of her anus, Rygen released Luciel. His white semen was dripping from her backside.

Casting a lewd gaze, Luciel brought the man's still-hot weapon—which had just been probing her backside—to her mouth and began to lick and suck it as if it were a delicacy.

"Slurp, slurp, suck."

Her tongue moved as if worshiping him. Staring with entranced eyes at Rygen's cock—veiny and swollen to the point of looking grotesque—Luciel pleasured him.

Even the musky scent wafting from him now tasted sweet. She wanted to swallow every single drop of his semen.

'Ahhhng, *slurp, suck*...'

Her mouth was completely filled with him.

"Miss Ciel, you truly are the best. A real female."

Rygen spoke in a low voice. In his eyes, a new desire and possessiveness burned fiercely alongside his satisfaction.

Instead of answering, Luciel sucked him even deeper.

'Ahhhng, *slurp, suck*...'

Her gaze was already completely submissive to him.

Rygen let out a satisfied groan at Luciel's devoted service, gently stroking her hair.

His body began to heat up once more inside her mouth. As if he were not yet finished, he gently pushed Luciel back and lay down on his back on the bed. His massive weapon still towered toward the ceiling.

“Ciel, my beautiful female. Come up here. This time, feel me yourself. Take this hot thing of mine into your luscious backside once more.”

His amber-red eyes gleamed, enticing Luciel.

Luciel hesitated for a moment, but she could not resist his command-like temptation. She climbed onto the bed and straddled Rygen's solid abs. His hot body heat transferred directly to her bare skin. Her gaze locked onto his erect cock.

'If I take this inside me again...'

Her heart began to beat wildly.

“What is it, my female? Are you afraid? Or... do you already miss my cock?”

Rygen wrapped his hands around her waist with a sly grin.

“N-no, Master. It is just... this position is a first for me... so I am a bit... nervous.”

Luciel's voice trembled faintly.

“It is alright. I shall help you. Now, slowly... align that beautiful backside of yours with my cock. Just move as your body guides you.”

Rygen's hands gently gripped her buttocks, aligning the tip of his cock with her already-tamed anus.

Luciel took a deep breath and slowly lowered her hips under his guidance.

She felt the vivid sensation of his cock sliding into her anus. It was a deeper, more intense pressure than before.

“Ahg...! Nngh...!”

Her body stiffened with a short groan. The sensation of him filling her inside was still painful, yet it simultaneously triggered an unbearable excitement.

“Yes, you are doing wonderfully, Ciel. Now, move slowly. Feel me with your backside. Show me everything.”

Rygen's voice tickled her ear.

Following his words, Luciel began to move her hips very slowly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and carefully. Every time her voluptuous buttocks rode up and down his shaft, wet, squelching sounds echoed through the room.

Slap, slap...

The sensation of him sliding and creating friction inside her rippled through her entire body.

“Haah... ah...! M-Master...! It's too... too big...! Your cock... is filling me completely...!”

Luciel's hips gradually began to move more boldly. Her gray eyes were hazy and unfocused with pleasure, and breathless moans constantly escaped her lips.

“Yes, just like that! Ravish me all you want with that lewd backside of yours! Drag out every single desire inside you!”

Rygen gripped her buttocks even tighter and thrust his hips upward.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

He penetrated to her absolute depths.

“Kyaaaahng...! Ah! Ah! Ah! Master! It feels... too good! Your cock is... running wild inside me! Nngh...!”

Luciel's body arched like a bow as she writhed in intense ecstasy. Her long hair, damp with sweat, clung to her neck, and red handprints from his grip were engraved on her pale spine.

She was now focusing entirely on the pleasure of the moment, forgetting both shame and resistance. Her hips moved even faster and more violently, devouring his shaft.

Slap, slap, slap...

The sounds grew louder, and Luciel's moans pitched higher as she neared her climax.

“Master...! I... I think I'm going to cum again...! With your cock... my backside... is too hot...! Ahhhhng!”

Her anal muscles spasmed violently, clamping down on him.

Rygen let out a satisfied roar, pulling her waist even closer.

“Yes, my female! Cum with me! To the peak of this endless pleasure!”

Spurt, splurt!

His hot semen drenched her deep inside once more. Luciel collapsed into his chest, feeling as if she might lose consciousness in the extreme ecstasy.

Her backside overflowed, filled to the brim with his semen. This was her new reality. An irreversible abyss of pleasure.

Their night had barely begun. This wretched, sweet, and dangerous feast had only just raised its curtain. Luciel's corruption—or perhaps her new awakening—was starting now.

What would she discover in this endless vortex of pleasure? In the darkness, Luciel's gray eyes flashed with a strange light.