Chapter 31. That's Not Torture (2)
That's Not Torture (2)
Thud!! Thud!! Thud!! Thud!! Thud!!
"Ah!! Aah! Really... Ugh! Ah! Right there!"
Lucian gripped Bella's pelvic bones hard enough to shatter them, pulling his hips back before slamming them forward with full force, using the momentum to drive himself deeper.
"Answer me! Where is Belial?!"
Boom!
"Aaah!! It's too big... You're piercing through my stomach...!"
The head of Lucian's cock struck directly against the entrance of Bella's womb. This was no ordinary sex—it was violence bordering on internal destruction. The crushing impact against her uterus made her lower abdomen bulge outward from the sheer force of each thrust.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Aaah! Ah! Ah! Aah! Aaah!"
A rhythmic, destructive tempo. The table legs screeched against the floor as they scraped backward with each movement.
Every time Lucian buried himself inside her, Bella's body was shoved upward, only to be yanked back down by the iron chains restraining her.
"Ugh! Ugh! Aaah! Master! My womb... my womb is being crushed!"
Tears streamed down Bella's face from the pain, yet she wrapped her legs around Lucian's waist, pulling him deeper.
Each time he shattered her insides, an electrifying pleasure exploded through her like fireworks, reaching the very core of her brain.
"Harder! Even harder! Break me! Ruin my insides! Aaah!"
Bella's eyes rolled back. Her vaginal walls, having forgotten the pain, now massaged Lucian's cock with frenzied desperation. They spread wide to welcome him in, then suctioned tight like a vacuum when he pulled out, greedily drinking in his essence.
"You crazy bitch...!"
Lucian's competitive spirit flared at her reaction. He twisted one of her reddened nipples with one hand while the other closed around her throat.
"Ghk!" Then, with a thrust that felt like it would split her body apart, he buried himself to the hilt.
Kwaaang! Kwaang!
"Hiiik!! Aaah!! Ah!! No! My pussy...!"
Caught between extreme pleasure and pain, Bella felt her consciousness flicker.
Lucian showed no mercy, ravaging her body with relentless precision, as if splitting firewood. The dungeon, thick with the scent of roses, echoed with the sounds of flesh striking flesh—her red nipples swaying, her pale skin flushing crimson.
Chab-kung! Chab-kung! Chab-kung! Chab-kung! Chab-kung!
"Ahh!! It hurts!! Ahh!! Ah!! Feels so good!!"
Bella's pussy, now drenched in her own juices, greedily swallowed every brutal thrust, no matter how deep.
"Grrgh...!"
After a prolonged assault, Lucian felt a massive surge of pressure building from his core, a tidal wave of release.
But instead of cumming, he tightened his grip around Bella's slender neck.
"Kkhh...!"
"Last chance. If you don't talk..."
Lucian's voice dropped to a hellish growl.
"I'll burn every last one of your mana circuits to ash with the excess mana flowing through my body—and the sacred poison blessed by the Saintess.
Do you want to live the rest of your life as a succubus who can never take a man again?"
To Bella, those words were no different from a death sentence. Lucian's semen, infused with the Saintess's prayers, was a lethal toxin to demons.
The searing pain she had experienced when disguised as Riri shot up her spine, stabbing into her brain.
"Hiiik!!... Hhuuuu...!"
Bella clawed desperately at Lucian's arm, her eyes wide with terror as her lips trembled.
"The prince... the Second Prince...!"
"What?"
"Belial... has allied with... the Second Prince of Eldonia... Ugh! Aaah!"
Half-mad with fear, Bella spilled the information unconsciously.
"Then here's your reward."
Lucian exhaled sharply, gripping Bella's hips hard enough to crush bone.
He pulled back—then drove forward with every ounce of strength in his body.
Kwaaang-!!!
"Kyaaaaah-!!"
The wooden table shuddered violently. The massive head of his cock tore through her cervix, striking the deepest part of her womb.
Splurt! Glug! Glug! Glug!
Lucian's urethra flared open, unleashing a torrent of thick, concentrated semen—not just fluid, but a white inferno, a fusion of his raging mana and Sophia's sacred purification.
"Ah! Ah! It burns! I'm melting! My womb... it's dissolving! Aaah!"
Bella's eyes rolled back as her body convulsed.
The pain was like molten lava flooding her insides.
But her high-ranking succubus physiology transformed even that agony into overwhelming ecstasy.
The more the poison spread, the more her mind fogged over, her vaginal walls writhing like a nest of serpents.
Lucian shuddered.
Even as he came, Bella's pussy morphed into hundreds of tiny mouths, greedily sucking at his cockhead.
Her muscles rippled from base to tip, forcibly drawing every last drop of cum deep into her womb.
Sluurp! Sllurp! Glug! Glug!
"Haaah... Master... it's poison... this is poison... but it's so good...!"
Drool spilled from Bella's lips as her tongue lolled. Even as her body burned, she couldn't resist the instinct to crave his overwhelming mana.
Her legs, still bound in chains, wrapped around Lucian's waist, pulling him deeper, begging for more. It was a pleasure like nothing she'd ever felt—a soul-scorching, ruinous climax.
After emptying himself completely, Lucian pulled out with a wet pop.
Squelch—
Normally, semen would trickle out. But from Bella's flushed, gaping entrance, only a few drops of white fluid dripped.
"Hah... You really drank it all up."
Lucian clicked his tongue. Bella's womb had vacuumed up every last drop before snapping shut like a trap.
It was a fatal poison to a succubus—yet also the shackles of addiction that would bind her to him forever.
Bella lay sprawled on the table, twitching. Her stomach bulged slightly, her skin flushed red all over.
Her dazed eyes lifted to Lucian, her lips parted, drool unheeded.
"Hehe... Master... more... give me more..."
A single load had been enough to break her completely. Lucian adjusted his clothes, looking down at her with cold, detached eyes.
"The Second Prince, huh..."
An enemy within. He had suspected as much, but confirmation was valuable.
Now, he had no reason to hesitate. The blade aimed at the kingdom—and at him—had given him the justification to strike first.
As Lucian stepped out of the dungeon, Bella's pleasure-mixed moans echoed behind the heavy iron door.
From that day on, Lucian visited the underground dungeon every night.
But no further information came.
Bella either kept her mouth shut or genuinely knew nothing more. Not that Lucian cared.
To him, this place served two purposes—an interrogation chamber for extracting secrets, and a dumping ground for the sadistic urges he couldn't unleash on his maids.
"Seems you're still in heat rather than repentant."
Lucian looked down coldly at Bella, sprawled face-down on the floor in chains.
Between her torn clothes, her thighs glistened, dripping with transparent arousal that pooled beneath her.
"Sorry... Sniff... Just hearing your footsteps... makes my pussy weep..."
"Shut up. Beasts don't get to make excuses."
Lucian grabbed her by the nape, hauling her up.
"Today, you're taking it from behind."
He shoved her roughly against the dungeon's rough stone wall. Her ample breasts flattened against the cold surface as he forced her arms up, securing them with chains.
He gripped her waist, pulling her hips back slightly.
"Ahhk! Master... so mean... at least a kiss..."
Bella turned her head pleadingly, but Lucian ignored her.
"Torture doesn't need kisses. Just spread your hole."
He undid his pants, freeing his engorged cock, already hard as steel.
Bella's well-trained pussy, sensing his heat, gaped open eagerly.
Lucian gripped her ass cheek with one hand, lining himself up.
Schlluck-!
"Kyaaaah-!"
A merciless entry. In one motion, he buried himself to the root.
The thick shaft scraped brutally against her inner walls, slamming against her cervix. Bella's body jolted against the wall.
"Haa... Haa... Your grip is deadly."
Lucian pinned her head against the wall with one hand while the other groped her large, soft breast.
Then, like firing a missile, he began pistoning into her.
Slap! Slap! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Ahh! Yes! I waited for this! Master! Ah, ahh!!"
The sound of flesh striking flesh echoed through the dungeon. Lucian spanked her ass as he fucked her, each slap punctuating a thrust.
From behind, he could see her pussy stretched obscenely around him, white froth bubbling out with each movement, splattering his thighs.
"Ah! Ah! Master! Too deep! My tits... they're rubbing against the wall! Aaah!"
Bella writhed in pain yet pushed her ass back further. The sting of her nipples scraping stone mixed with the pleasure of his cock ravaging her insides.
"You filthy slut. You love my cock that much?"
"Yes! Yess! I love it! Harder! Fuck my womb...! Aaah!~"
Lucian choked her from behind, driving in deeper, faster. Gagging sounds, wet squelches, and clinking chains filled the air.
"Take it. The poison you crave."
Gripping her ass hard enough to bruise, he delivered the final thrust.
Kwoosh! Bang!
Splurt! Glug! Glug!
"Hiiiiik!!"
Bella's eyes rolled back. As the hot liquid flooded her womb, her entire body convulsed, nails scraping against stone.
"Hhuuu... melting... inside... I'm melting...!"
She felt like she couldn't live without his sacred cum now.
After emptying himself, Lucian pulled out without hesitation. A trickle of semen dripped from between her thighs—her womb had swallowed the rest.
He adjusted his clothes, looking down at her with icy detachment.
"I'll be back tomorrow. Until that mouth opens."
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