The Emperor's Pussy is Third-Rate!
A room within The Feast.
Inside the windowless room shrouded in deep darkness, the scent of cheap aromatic oils, the lingering body odor of previous guests, and a faint aura of despair drifted like dust motes in the air.
Yesterday, Madame Tana had informed me in a voice as cold as ice that my official service would begin today.
It felt like a death sentence. I sat precariously on the edge of a shabby bed draped in faded red fabric, positioned right in the center of the room. My gaze drifted aimlessly down to the tips of my fingers resting on my lap.
They were pale, slender fingers that looked as delicate as an artist's, but in reality, they were stained with a history of blood and conquest.
With these very hands, I had once manipulated and crushed the vast continents of Erhaim as if they were pieces on a giant chessboard. I had snapped the necks of arrogant kings who dared to rebel against me without a second thought, and had even gouged out the burning heart of a god ruling high in the heavens with my bare hands.
The intense memory of those victories, the sensation of an absolute ruler who held everything beneath her feet, still seemed to writhe vividly at my fingertips.
And now, with the unpleasant shriek of a rusty hinge, the door swung open. The creature that stepped inside was a mere goblin. No, perhaps using the word "mere" was a luxury in my current state. For the present me, even a creature like him would be too much to handle.
"Hey, is this the newbie the Madame prepared specially? Hehehe! She's as pretty as they say. Let's have a look at how well-built you are!"
He didn't even reach half my height. Even with me sitting down, he had to tilt his head far back just to meet my eyes.
He barely reached my chest. His disgusting green skin, greasy and slick, emitted an unpleasant sheen, and his belly protruded like a bloated toad's, looking as if it might burst at any moment.
His small, pig-like eyes gleamed with greed and lust as they shamelessly swept over my body.
"I am the great master of the Goblin Merchant Guild and the richest man in this place—Lord Gobul, an expert at taking the virginity of girls like you! I have personally come to bestow upon you the honor of being your filthy, lowly first customer, so make sure to engrave this Lord Gobul's name deep inside your womb tonight! Hehehe!"
Strutting on his short, stubby legs, he approached me and stood tall, acting as if he were some grand entity. His arrogant attitude almost made me laugh out loud.
Slowly, very slowly, I raised my head. When my hollow gaze locked onto his hideous face, the goblin flinched and seemed to take a half-step back. However, he quickly blustered even louder to mask his momentary fear.
"Today, I'm going to personally show a proud female like you—hehehe—what the 'hot taste of a real man' is. I'll make you feel it deep in your bones—no, deep in your womb! No matter how stiff and noble a bitch acts, they all end up dripping wet and begging like a dog in heat! Yes, indeed! You won't be any exception!"
Spitting on the floor, he let out a disgusting laugh and tried to climb onto my lap. Because of his short stature, he had to grunt and heave himself up by gripping my thighs, a sight that was utterly ridiculous.
It looked like a child trying to scramble onto an adult's lap, but his intentions were vile beyond measure.
Every time he spoke, the pungent stench of sour alcohol and rotten garlic assaulted my nose, making it difficult to even breathe.
As his small body settled between my legs, the weight was negligible, but the sheer disgust of his presence was overwhelming.
"Hehehe, let's see what kind of body you've got. The Madame praised you to high heaven, so I hope it wasn't just empty talk. It better be worth my gold!"
The goblin roughly grabbed my chin to force my face toward him, but I didn't budge. I merely stared through his hideous, filthy face with a gaze as cold and hollow as ice.
The touch of his small hand on my chin made my skin crawl. I wanted to show him that the Emperor within me was not yet dead—that even if my body was bound, my soul remained undefiled.
I bit my lip. The metallic taste of blood seeped between my teeth. I wanted to snap this filthy creature's neck and rip out his heart to crush it, leaving him to scream in his death throes.
"You pathetic, insignificant insect. How dare a creature like you lust after the sacred body of the Emperor."
Yet, no curses, no words of wrath, nor any desperate screams escaped my lips. They couldn't.
I forced down everything boiling up from the depths of my throat, swallowing it over and over again. My blood seethed with rage as if it would burst through my veins at any moment, but a profound helplessness washed over me, leaving me unable to lift even a single finger.
My body was no longer my own. Even the absolute will of the Emperor could not fully control this cursed flesh.
As if mocking my helplessness, Gobul smirked slyly and shoved me roughly onto the bed like a beast.
His small body fell on top of mine, but I could barely feel his weight. If anything, his lightness only made the humiliation cut deeper.
His filthy, sticky hands savagely tore at my clothes, and his greedy gaze crawled over my exposed skin like insects.
Shame, disgust, and sheer despair blurred my vision, making my head spin.
It was at that exact moment.
The instant his hideous, short fingers groped near my lower abdomen like a snake, a chilling, icy sensation swirled from deep within my womb, surging through my entire body like a torrent. The hidden, invisible curse. The brand of the contract.
An emotionless voice echoed clearly in my ears, like an auditory hallucination or the whisper of a phantom.
An invisible tattoo, never etched onto my skin but branded indelibly into the deepest recesses of my soul. Now, it writhed inside me like a hot flame, forcibly unlocking my suppressed instincts.
In an instant, my iron-clad will crumbled as helplessly as a sandcastle.
My heart raced out of control, hammering wildly against my ribs, while my vision flickered white, swaying violently like a candle in a storm.
My bodily senses became abnormally sensitive, to the point of near-explosion. Every single stimulus amplified dozens, hundreds of times over, striking my brain and paralyzing my reason.
"……!"
This... this was wrong. This was not a physical reaction I recognized. This was not my will! I would never, to a worthless insect like him, in such a shameful and humiliating way...!
"Ah... Ahh... N-no...! Stop... please... stop...!"
A strange moan escaped me, completely independent of my will. Between my petals, which had spread open obscenely against my volition, Gobul's cock—unusually long, hard, and hot for his small stature—thrust all the way to the root without hesitation.
Because of his small frame, the angle of entry was awkwardly skewed, making the sensation of the foreign object and the pressure even more unpleasant. Yet, the moment it filled me completely with a wet squelch, my vaginal walls writhed and contracted on their own, as if they had been waiting for this for a very long time.
"Haa... it's all... it's all the way inside... No... I shouldn't feel this... No, I feel it so clearly, so disgustingly clearly...!"
On top of the body of Luciel—no, the Emperor who had once ruled the entire world—a mere goblin was mounting me like a beast. The sensation of his small body squirming over mine, his short limbs groping me—every bit of it was an unbearable humiliation.
Stroking my hair slyly as if it were precious silk, he blew his foul breath into my ear and whispered.
"Hehehe, you really are top-tier, just like I heard. This tight squeeze... it's absolutely killer! There's a special thrill in pinning down a tall, lanky bitch like you! Hehehe!"
Then, holding himself completely still, he ran his sticky, slimy tongue up to lick my earlobe.
Tormented by Gobul's cruel trick of inserting himself and deliberately remaining still, Luciel gradually began to grow desperate.
No, it was this body that was desperate. This cursed, wretched flesh! This traitorous vessel! Just the slight shifting of his small body on top of me made every nerve in my body stand on end.
"No... stop... please... this isn't me...!"
Though I screamed desperately inside, my body reacted in the exact opposite way, remaining utterly faithful to its most primal instincts.
Driven by an uncontrollable, burning desire, my body twisted and arched violently. Before I knew it, my hands reached for Gobul's damp, sweaty back, pulling him down into a crazed, tight embrace.
Even the feel of his small back in my grasp felt different now.
"Don't tease me... please... hurry... move inside me... with yours..."
A strange, sobbing plea slipped from my mouth. This wasn't me. I said, this isn't me!
As if to cut off my words, or perhaps to toy with me even more thoroughly, Gobul roughly stole my lips, thrusting his slimy tongue inside to swirl around.
The sensation of his small mouth covering my lips, his short but nimble tongue invading my mouth—all of it was foreign yet intensely stimulating.
*Slurp, chu, chu...*
"Mmm... nnh... haah...! Ah!"
As if coquettishly enticing Gobul, Luciel's tongue actively wrapped around his, and her hands on his back squeezed even tighter.
"Ah... mmm... Lord Gobul... please...!"
Her mind screamed with shame and fury, but her body burned uncontrollably, craving the bizarre pleasure.
"Bwahaha! Yes, that's it! You're much prettier when you cling to me so honestly! Acting all high and mighty, but your body is so honest! Do you love this Lord Gobul's cock that much? Huh? Do you finally realize that a small pepper can be spicy! Hehehe!"
Even after roughly releasing Luciel's lovely lips, Gobul still didn't move his hips. Instead, he used his tongue to densely and persistently caress her pert, erect nipples.
*Lick, slurp, suck...*
An intense illusion as if every nerve in her body was concentrated on that single point. Her body trembled faintly. Her toes repeatedly curled and uncurled.
She could feel her nipples hardening and rising.
"Please... please move...! I can't... I can't take it anymore...! Hurry... with that hot thing of yours... thrust into me wildly... make me feel good... ruin this filthy, dirty hole of mine... please!! Haah!"
Unable to endure Gobul's teasing any longer, Luciel clung to his body and cried out. Shame, despair, and a tidal wave of unfamiliar, intense pleasure that overwhelmed everything crashed over her.
Just the thought of his small body shifting on top of me made my entire being feel like it was melting.
At that moment, as if he had been waiting for this, Gobul let out a grating, satisfied chuckle and finally began to move.
His movements were incredibly powerful and precise, hard to believe they came from such a small frame.
At the primal sensation of his hips moving slowly yet heavily and deeply, the moans Luciel had been holding back burst forth like a flood, and her entire body went completely limp.
*Slap, slap, thud, thud, thud...*
Every time his small body clashed against mine, I felt the raw sensation of flesh and bone colliding.
"Ah, ah, ah, ahhn! It feels so good! It feels too good! Harder, harder! Thrust deeper...! Ah! Ah! Pierce my womb!"
Every time Gobul's swollen glans shifted, it ruthlessly scraped and gouged the vaginal walls, which were covered in hot, highly sensitive mucous membranes.
An irresistible, intense pleasure shot up her spine like lightning, striking her brain. The violent friction generated by his small body felt as if it would set her whole being on fire.
Instinctively wrapping her legs tightly around Gobul's waist like snakes, Luciel unconsciously arched her hips violently to take him in even deeper, trying to pull his small body closer.
"That's it! You have to act like a female in heat! Bitches like you only listen when they're treated like this! Hehehe! Your pussy loves my cock so much it won't let go!"
Shouting in response, Gobul gradually increased the speed of his hips, fiercely thrusting toward Luciel's deepest depths—the hot jar overflowing with sweet nectar. His small frame dominated me with unbelievable strength.
"Haa... haahn... all the way to the deepest part of my belly... the very inside... it's touching everything... Nnh! Ah! I'm going crazy! Lord Gobul, it's too deep! Ah!"
Hot tears of either ecstasy or despair streamed down her cheeks, soaking the pillow. Abandoning her burning body entirely to Gobul, she let out sweet yet agonizing screams.
Her distorted expression and the obscene moans spilling from her lips only excited Gobul further, and inside Luciel's vagina, the goblin's cock grew even harder and hotter, as if it had no limits.
I had to feel his small body moving fiercely on top of me with every fiber of my being.
"Haahhh!!... Amazing... it's too amazing...! Don't stop! Inside... yours is growing even bigger inside me!! I can't believe it! Ahhh! Conquer me with your cock!"
Letting out a satisfied, beastly growl, Gobul draped Luciel's legs over his shoulders, adjusted his grip, and began to thrust deeply and sharply once more without mercy, violently rotating his hips to shift the angle.
The angles and depth created by his small body delivered unbelievable pleasure. Every time he moved, the wet, squelching friction echoed through the room in an even more erotic and obscene manner.
Hot tears of either ecstasy or despair streamed down her cheeks, soaking the pillow. Abandoning her burning body entirely to Gobul, she let out sweet yet agonizing screams.
Her distorted expression and the obscene moans spilling from her lips only excited Gobul further, and inside Luciel's vagina, the goblin's cock grew even harder and hotter, as if it had no limits.
I had to feel his small body moving fiercely on top of me with every fiber of my being.
"Ah! Ah! Ahhh! No! No more... now... Kyaaaah!"
Her hands gripped the bedsheets so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
"I'm cumming! Lord Gobul, pour all of your seed inside me! Fill this whore's womb with yours!"
Luciel's body arched high off the bed like a bow, then began to tremble violently as if experiencing intense spasms.
Waves of hot, thick pleasure crashed over her repeatedly before receding. The intense, relentless contractions of her vaginal walls transmitted Luciel's deep, violent orgasm directly to the goblin.
"Lord Goblin's... cock... is so... so hot... and amazing...!"
With her mind completely blank, Luciel shuddered helplessly in the afterglow of her climax, harboring such humiliating thoughts. She had been utterly defeated by the pleasure delivered by his small body.
"Ah... to think that I, who was once the Emperor, would surrender like this to such a trivial, lowly creature!"
How much time had passed? Perhaps it was an eternity. The goblin finally let out a heavy, satisfied breath, casually adjusted his clothes, and let out a fishy, disgusting laugh.
He looked down at me, slumped on the bed and panting heavily, with the contempt one would show an insect. Because of his short stature, the angle from which he looked down at me felt even more humiliating.
"Never forget this for the rest of your life, newbie. Your filthy, lowly first experience was kindly and mercifully taken by me, the master of the great Goblin Merchant Guild, Lord Gobul. And that ecstatic, thrilling first climax you tasted was bestowed upon you by this great cock of Lord Gobul! Hehehe! Your precious pride didn't mean shit in front of my cock, did it? Huh? Hehe, don't make me laugh! Underneath me, you're just a dripping, third-rate whore's pussy! Remember for the rest of your life how you were utterly ruined by this little goblin!"
Feeling exceptionally pleased, he dipped his finger into the mixture of his semen and my fluids dripping wetly down my inner thigh, tasted it on his tongue, and then slapped my buttocks with a loud smack.
*Slap!*
Humming a tune, he grabbed me once more with his cock, which had already become erect and swollen again, and began to ravage me. His small body came down upon me once more.
"Ah... mmm... Haaah! Haahn... mmm...!! Ahhh...! It's too... too amazing...! With a goblin's cock... I'm going to... cum again...! Noooo...!"
Contrary to her heart's desires—which were to burn the world to ashes once more and tear this disgusting, hideous goblin to pieces with a single finger—she could do nothing but lie pinned beneath him, helplessly swept away by waves of climax.
"Give me more...! This whore is yours! I'm your bitch! Fuck me as much as you want! Ahhh...!"
Indeed. The noble pussy of the great Emperor who had once ruled the entire world was, in truth, nothing but a cheap, third-rate toy.
