Chapter 30. This Isn't Torture (1)
This Isn't Torture (1)
The Count was furious.
He could never forgive Bella for daring to endanger his fragile lovers in the very heart of his territory—inside his own castle.
To the maids and Sophia, who were gathered together sipping tea and chatting, he declared loudly:
"You've all worked hard. That nightmare will soon bow to my overwhelming magic. I alone can make her kneel. I'll show you the true power of your master!"
With that, the Count descended into the underground dungeon.
[Succubus Bella]
Subdued by the combined efforts of the maids and the priestess, she had been imprisoned in the deepest dungeon beneath the castle instead of being executed.
Magic-restraining shackles tightly bound her wrists and ankles, and the innocent facade she had once worn was gone—replaced by her true, lascivious aura.
The curved horns protruding from her deep purple hair and the small bat-like wings spread behind her back were proof that she was a nightmare born to enchant men.
Her torn top revealed a deep cleavage, barely containing her swollen, gravity-defying breasts, while her narrow waist and wide hips formed a sensuous curve that was almost suffocating in its overwhelming allure.
Her disheveled crimson eyes and saliva-glistened, plump lips exuded a vulgar yet intoxicating charm, impossible to hide even in her exhausted state.
"Hmm... When will the Count arrive?"
Bella hummed to herself, her arms suspended by iron chains, her toes barely brushing the ground.
Creak—
Just then, the heavy iron door swung open, and Lucian entered. His eyes were bloodshot with rage and mana overload.
"You've finally come, Master. Or should I say... my tamer?"
Bella smiled seductively, slightly parting her restrained legs.
"Where is Belial? What do you intend to do with my magic?"
Lucian's voice was icy.
"Who knows... Maybe if you fill my pussy to the brim, I'll remember..."
"If that's what you want."
Without hesitation, Lucian approached her. With a dagger, he roughly tore away her tattered clothes.
Riiip—!
Her naked body was exposed. Her ample breasts swayed under gravity, her narrow waist and hips left defenseless against the cold dungeon air.
Lucian seized one of her breasts forcefully.
"Ahhn~"
Bella licked her lips.
Her red nipples stiffened instantly from the cold air and rough handling. When he released his grip, vivid red handprints remained on the soft, pale flesh, faint blue veins visible beneath.
"Ahhn~... Harder..."
Bella savored the pain, as if relishing it.
Lucian studied her appearance before lifting the torn hem of her skirt and yanking down her flimsy panties.
"Let's see."
He spread her thighs wide open, inspecting what lay between them.
A lewd succubus—one who had drained countless men of their vitality and ruined them.
He had expected her to be worn, discolored, or marked with signs of debauchery.
But what he saw defied expectations.
Beneath the smooth, hairless mound of flesh, her pussy was unbelievably pristine—almost pretty.
Her labia majora were plump and pale, like a child's cheeks, while the slightly protruding labia minora were a clean, rosy pink, free of any blemish.
The shape was neat, tightly closed like a freshly bloomed rosebud. At a glance, it could have belonged to a saintess raised in the depths of a convent.
But despite its visual purity, the scent that assaulted his senses was a pheromone so potent it threatened to snap the last threads of reason.
Sniff—
"This smell..."
A dizzyingly thick rose fragrance—not artificial perfume, but the natural musk of a succubus, designed to drive males into rut.
The moment he inhaled it, Lucian's cock twitched uncontrollably beneath his pants, hardening instantly.
"This pussy... Did it poison me with a succubus's venom?"
"Ahhn~, Master. Don't just look... Touch me. Lick me if you want. Doesn't it look delicious?"
As Bella twisted her waist seductively, a clear, honey-like fluid seeped from between her petals.
Lucian reached out as if entranced. His rough thumb stroked gently over her rosy labia minora.
Slick—
"Aahh~...!"
The sensation was soft and wet. His fingers soon found her clitoris—a tiny red bead hidden beneath the folds.
When he rubbed it lightly, the nub swelled instantly, jutting out from its hood.
"Sensitive, aren't you?"
Lucian pinched the engorged clit between his thumb and forefinger, twisting slightly. Bella's thighs trembled, squeezing around his wrist.
"Let's see what the inside is like."
Using both thumbs, he spread her labia apart.
Schlick—
With the sound of parting flesh, her vaginal entrance was laid bare.
"......!!"
Lucian swallowed hard.
This was nothing like a human woman's.
Her inner walls, flushed deep red, pulsed unnaturally. The flesh inside her entrance writhed like a serpent's throat preparing to swallow prey.
Thousands of tiny ridges contracted and expanded rhythmically, as if beckoning—"Come in, fill me with your cock."
From deep within, sticky love juices bubbled up, coating the gaping hole in a glistening sheen.
"See, Master? How my insides... dance for your cock?"
Bella panted as she whispered.
She was right. The crimson cave was greedily spread open, its inner walls undulating like the tongue of a starving beast.
Lucian carefully inserted a single finger inside.
Squelch—
The moment he did, her inner walls clamped down—not just pressure, but a 360-degree suction, pulling him deeper.
'Haah... This is a weapon.'
He had to admit it. One thrust into this monstrous hole, and he feared—no, anticipated—that even his soul might be sucked dry.
"Now... Stop looking and just put it in... Okay? That big thing... Stuff this tasty hole full. Or suck it first if you prefer."
Unable to resist her pleas any longer, Lucian yanked the chains, dragging her onto a wooden table.
"I won't lick you. I'll only fuck you."
He adjusted the pulley of the ceiling chains.
Clank, clatter—
Bella's body lowered.
Lucian laid her back on the rough, aged table at the dungeon's center.
"Ugh... The wood is so rough..."
He pulled the chains binding her ankles, hooking them to rings hanging from above.
Her legs were spread wide in an M-shape, lifted and fixed in midair—her red nipples and rosy pussy fully exposed under the torchlight.
"Now we begin."
Lucian unbuckled his pants, pulling out his massive, anger-reddened cock.
Already swollen from her scent, he had further enhanced his erection with magic, leaving it throbbing and veined to the point of bursting.
Thrust—!
"KYAAAAH!!"
"Ghhh—!!"
The moment his broad glans forced its way inside her tight entrance, Lucian held his breath.
The sensation was beyond mere tightness—it was an overwhelming, otherworldly grip.
Bella's inner walls weren't smooth. Instead, they were like a dense velvet carpet of thousands of tiny ridges and bumps.
As his cock pushed deeper, the hidden protrusions rose in unison—scraping, sucking, coiling around his shaft.
If a human woman's passage yielded passively, a succubus's actively hunted its invader.
Her entire inner walls clenched around him, molding perfectly to every curve of his cockhead.
Similar to I-seo's, yet rougher.
"Hahh... This is..."
Lucian broke into a cold sweat. He had intended to inflict pain as interrogation, but instead, his cock felt like it was being devoured by quicksand.
Scorching heat threatened to melt him, while rose-scented juices seeped out as lubricant.
"Aahh~...!"
Bella threw her head back, mouth gaping. She had taken his cock before while disguised as the maid Riri.
But experiencing it in her true succubus body was on another level.
'Big... Too big...!'
A demon's passage, far more elastic and narrow than a human's. And Lucian's monstrous cock tore through it like a blade.
Each thrust of his veined, iron-hard shaft scraped her inner walls, sending shocks through her spine and displacing her organs.
"Ah! It hurts! It hurts! At least make me wetter first...!"
"This isn't sex. It's interrogation."
The pain was fleeting.
Her succubus instincts awakened.
The moment she accepted his potent yang energy, her inner walls writhed in ecstasy.
Her womb descended eagerly, as if crying—"Deeper! More!"
"It hurts!! But... So full... Feels good!! Uuuhh!"
"Where is Belial?"
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"Ah! Aah! I... I don't... Agh, ahhh! Aah!"
"You'll talk soon. Enjoy it while you can!"
Lucian gritted his teeth, refusing to be consumed by pleasure. He couldn't let this succubus dominate him.
To break her, he chose the crudest, cruelest method.
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