Chapter 33. That's Not Torture (4)
That's Not Torture (4)
Lucian asked his question but gave no opportunity for an answer as he thrust his hips forward.
Though he briefly worried Bella might bite down in pain, the succubus instinctively curled her lips inward and wrapped her tongue around him to avoid harming his cock.
"Nghh...! Hnng!! Ngh!!"
Bella's collarbones trembled as she struggled to breathe through her nose.
Yet with each violation of her throat by Lucian's cock, the intoxicating male scent and magical energy made her feel like her brain was melting from pleasure. Even as she choked near death, her tongue desperately slurped and sucked, refusing to let go.
Schlup! Schlllk! Schlup! Schlllk!
"Ghk! Ghk! Kghk!"
The wet, muffled sounds of Lucian's cock invading her esophagus echoed obscenely.
"Tch... Too tight. Open your throat wider!"
Grabbing Bella's purple hair, Lucian shoved his cock as deep as possible into her throat-fuck.
Gllrrk-!
"Kkhh...! Nggghh!!"
Bella's eyes rolled back until only the whites showed.
Her mouth was already at capacity—Lucian's thick shaft pressed her tongue down and filled her palate completely, making her jaw ache as if dislocated. But the real agony and ecstasy began deeper, past her throat.
"Glrk! Glrk!"
The massive head of Lucian's cock slammed directly into her uvula.
The soft flesh bent backward from the impact, triggering instinctive gagging. Nausea rose like her stomach was flipping, but the cock clogging her throat blocked any vomit.
Schllk! Schlup! Schllk! Schlup!
"Nghh!! Nghh!! Nghh!!"
Tears streamed down Bella's temples. Even as a succubus, she seemed to feel human-like suffering.
Lucian didn't stop. He pushed past her uvula toward the esophageal sphincter—a passage normally reserved only for air and food.
Squelch-
The sound of cartilage compressing echoed in Bella's ears.
The tightly sealed esophageal sphincter was forcibly spread open by Lucian's steely cockhead.
"Kkhh!! Kk...hh...Hhk...!!"
Even for a succubus, the sensation was terrifyingly alien—like swallowing a scorching iron ball. The delicate esophageal lining could vividly feel every vein and ridge of Lucian's cockhead invading her.
Hot. Rough. Throbbing with life.
It choked her airway as it plunged deeper inside.
Schllk! Squelch! Schllk! Squelch!
"Kkh! Kghk! Kkh! Kghk!"
Bella's throat desperately contracted to expel the invader. Her esophageal muscles rippled, tightly squeezing Lucian's cock—which only provided him with the most exquisite friction.
Tighter than any pussy. Hotter. Lined with slick mucus that massaged every inch without gaps.
"Haa... Bella... your throat... it's like it's chewing on my cock."
Lucian savored the friction as he pistoned faster into that narrow passage.
Schllk!! Squelch!! Schllk!! Squelch!!
"Kghk!! Kkt!! Kkh!! Kkt!!"
With each thrust, Bella felt her inner throat flesh being scraped raw by the veins of his cock—a stinging, electric stimulation. As the head plowed deeper, a crushing pressure spread through her body like her organs were being shoved downward.
Saliva foamed, blocking her airway. She couldn't breathe.
The terror of suffocation. Darkness creeping at the edges of her vision. The fear of death.
Tears and snot flowed like love juices.
Yet ironically, this mortal danger stimulated her succubus instincts.
Filling her brain wasn't oxygen, but Lucian's overwhelming male scent and magic.
'I'm dying... but... deeper...! More...!'
Even as tears streamed, Bella unconsciously relaxed her throat to take him deeper. Her entire esophagus became one pulsating sex organ sucking him in.
Schlrp! Schlrp! Gllrrk!
A vacuum formed inside her throat, creating wet suction sounds with each withdrawal.
"Fuck... first a mouth-pussy, now a throat-pussy? You're full of surprises."
Lucian gripped Bella's head like he meant to crush it, ravaging her throat to the very end.
Even as her vision whitened from asphyxiation, Bella screamed internally: 'Cum... give me your cum...'
"Ghhh...!"
Lucian's hips sped up. He was close.
Bella knew. It was coming. The life-giving elixir she craved.
She opened her throat wide, ready to swallow every last drop.
Schllk!! Schllk!! Schllk!! Schllk!! Schllk!!
"Coming!!"
Lucian roared as he hilted deep.
Just as Bella prepared to gulp—
Schllk-!
"...?"
Lucian abruptly pulled out.
With a wet 'pop', Bella's mouth snapped shut on empty air.
No cum came. At the last second, Lucian had exercised superhuman restraint.
"Pwah...! Kghk! Kkh! Kkh!"
The moment her airway opened, Bella gasped raggedly, dry-heaving. Her face was a mess of drool, eyes dazed and unfocused.
She stared up at Lucian in disbelief.
His cock, angrily throbbing and dripping pre-cum... but he hadn't given her what she needed.
"Good girl. That mouth of yours is exquisite."
Lucian refastened his belt while patting Bella's disheveled hair—a cold, clinical praise.
"That's enough for today."
He turned without hesitation.
"N-no... wait..."
Bella's hoarse voice called after him.
The despair of a succubus cruelly abandoned at the moment she needed it most. Her body burned with unmet need, driving her to madness.
Clang.
The iron door shut.
"No, don't go... you... you bastard!! Lucian, you fucking bastard!!"
Only Bella's wretched, resentful screams echoed emptily through the dungeon.
The next evening
The dungeon air was cold and damp.
Yet Bella's body, strapped to the wooden table, burned like a furnace.
After just one day, her appearance had deteriorated horribly.
"Haa... nghh..."
Her once-lustrous purple hair clung sweatily to her face. Her unfocused red eyes wandered aimlessly.
For a succubus, semen deprivation was suffering beyond human hunger or thirst.
With her vital energy—the source of her magic—cut off, her body burned with desperate craving.
An emptiness like her stomach had been hollowed out. A suction-like pain as if her womb was shriveling.
Every orifice itched and ached. Her joints felt like they were splitting apart.
Her red nipples had hardened painfully, sensitive to the slightest touch.
Between her legs, her pink pussy was sticky with dried love juices.
Creak-
The iron door opened. Lucian entered.
Unlike yesterday, he wore an immaculate uniform—his neatness highlighting Bella's naked wretchedness.
Without a word, he approached and lifted her chin to meet her eyes.
At his touch, Bella's body jerked.
"M-Master..."
"Changed your mind about talking?"
Lucian's voice was dry.
Bella weakly shook her head and slumped. In despair, she whispered:
"I can't... take it anymore... it hurts too much..."
Her gaze lingered on Lucian's crotch.
That heavy presence she could feel even at a distance. The searing iron stake that had ravaged her womb.
If it didn't fill her tight, burning pussy right now—if it didn't stuff her belly full—she'd go mad.
"If you won't give it... just kill me... death would be better..."
Tears streamed down Bella's face.
Her pride as a succubus. Her fear of Belial. Even death itself.
None of it mattered before this unbearable thirst.
"Is that so? Pity."
Lucian coldly released her.
"Killing isn't my style. I'll just leave you to wither away."
He turned to leave.
The sound of receding footsteps. As Lucian's scent faded—
Clank! Clank!
"AHH!! NO! DON'T GO!!"
Bella yanked her chains wildly, screaming.
"I'll talk! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything... please!"
Lucian stopped and looked back.
His gaze remained icy.
"Ready to talk now?"
"..."
Bella swallowed hard.
If she talked, Belial would know. That cruel dark mage wouldn't let her live. Her soul might be destroyed.
But...
'I need it now. Without this man's yang energy, I'll die.'
Her eyes fixed on Lucian's pants. That massive, tantalizing cock hidden within.
That's all she needed. If only it would enter her tight, burning pussy, fill her belly completely... she'd sell her soul without hesitation.
With a snap, Bella's rationality broke.
"Belial... Lord Belial is... in the abandoned mines north of the kingdom! Underground... there's a secret lab!"
Bella began babbling everything she knew—Belial's location, goals, how she became his servant. She spilled secrets unprompted.
With each revelation, she cast desperate glances at Lucian's cock.
"I've... told you everything... it's true... now give it to me... please? Master... I'll serve only you from now on..."
It was both surrender and an oath of eternal submission.
No longer Belial's puppet, she had become the Eckhart family's bitch—unable to live without Lucian's seed.
The next day
Lucian led elite soldiers to raid Belial's hideout, but found only traces of the dark mage.
Another complication arose—with war brewing at the southern border, mobilizing forces to Celis would require the king's permission.
Knowing Belial's goals meant he might attack again someday. For now, Lucian decided to wait.