Chapter 206
The Territory War had been raging for five full days now, and I was on a total rampage. Every time I won, I picked up a stat point, and right now my Strength and Agility had both hit 56. Even on days when I jumped twice in a single session, I still pulled off some pretty damn impressive results.
‘I guess I’ve finally worn out my welcome.’
The guild that hired me as a mercenary no longer gives me stat rewards. I’m simply too overwhelming. And there’s another reason behind it too. The old saying that long tails get caught comes to mind.
‘Who the hell is it?’
That bastard who delivered the masked man AV to Yoo Dahui—what kind of piece of shit is he?
“Ah, I dropped something.”
Yesterday Yoo Dahui had dropped something. Her voice sounded weird, but I didn’t notice the vibe at the time. I just picked it up, thinking she was being sloppy.
‘What did she drop?’
I gave it a quick glance and my mouth shut tight. The cover clearly showed a masked ‘me’.
“Hmph. Hand it over.”
Yoo Dahui already knows everything. She knows what kind of shit I’ve been pulling in the Territory War, and that’s why she’s being this way. Boldly snatching the AV from me yesterday only made her attitude colder.
“I think there’s a culprit inside.”
So I rounded up the suspects. Elena, Isilia, Titania.
“Why bind us?”
“I need confessions. I’m planning on torturing you.”
“...Not that kind of torture. Remember the knight squad play we promised? We’re not going to the 4th floor for a long time after this...”
Elena pouted while reluctantly offering her wrists. Honestly, I don’t think the binding will stick. There’s no way to tie Elena up in the Kingdom. I only did it for show.
“...Can’t we skip the drama? It’s been a while and you still haven’t changed.”
“Why? Don’t like it?”
“Of course I don’t. I want out right now.”
Isilia shot a glance at her side. She was checking whether Elena’s binding was secure after being tied.
I sighed deeply and shook my head. She clearly wasn’t used to this game.
‘I’ve been neglecting the recent ones.’
No signs of interest, so I left them alone. With the Submission Oath making full regression possible, I had no choice but to focus on the one who still had a sliver of it—Titania.
“Master... Master...! Please... more cum... more cum...”
Titania clung to my thigh, drooling. She didn’t say a word, just buried her face in my crotch and inhaled my scent.
“The Submission Oath?”
“I’ll do it! I’ll be Master’s slave! Please!”
Titania’s sincerity worked. Starved for a week, she signed the oath instantly. The Submission Oath symbol appeared on her lower belly, replacing the previous mark.
Absolute loyalty to Kim Jinwoo.
Memory sharing through full regression.
Genius consent required to establish.
Penalty for breach: permanent isolation from essence.
Former slave of the Apostle Covenant.
Now fully bound by Submission Oath.
Addiction to Jinwoo’s essence awakened.
Everything flowed smoothly. Even though I was the one who did it, the chill down my spine was real. Titania was willing to give her remaining life just for my cum.
“M-may I... taste it?”
Titania tugged my pants down. She undid my belt and shoved them to my thighs.
“Haaaa... the smell of your cock... Master’s cock smell is so good... suuuuup... haa...”
I gave her a command. “Be good and stay tied.”
“W-why is this happening?! Master! You said you’d give me cum!”
“I’m finding the culprit.”
“It’s not me! Not me! Just... please give me some cum first! Please!”
Since she had signed the oath, she couldn’t resist. I let her filthy mouth go because it was part of the fun.
“Fuck! You fucking bastard! You promised cum if I signed the oath, right?! You owe me!”
“I’ll pay.”
“Then hurry up!”
“Just this for now.”
“You fucking retard! You asshole!”
Titania started convulsing. The sight of her cursing one second and thrashing the next was terrifying, but I knew it was fake. Her real acting skills were impressive.
I tied her up and laid her beside Elena on the bed. The three women lay side by side, beautiful naked bodies glowing in the light. A scene so perfect it had no equals.
Elena’s smooth, milky white slit. Isilia’s fluffy, snow-white fur. Titania’s neatly trimmed heart-shaped fur. My cock twitched hard.
Anyone who didn’t get hard looking at this was either gay or dead.
“Here we go.”
I alternated thrusting into each woman’s pussy, savoring the different sensations. “Slow down... no rush...!”
When I pushed into Elena, I sucked on her breasts. She always produced milk, so I could taste sweet, delicious breast milk.
“Master! Master!”
She was only formally bound, yet she moved freely. It was just a show.
Titania actively participated, helping me reach climax so she could drink my cum. Slap—slap—
“Ugh... haang!”
I slammed my hips against Elena. Behind me, Titania naturally pressed close. Her fingers dug into my ass and spread me open. “Master, let me help...!”
Slurp—chuuup.
Titania licked my asshole with greedy, skilled strokes. Her tongue felt like nothing I’d experienced before. The way her tongue pushed into the gaps and widened the area made my hips tremble. It was a thorough, unconscious service created just for my pleasure.
“Uup...!”
Titania pushed her tongue inside. The soft tongue parted me and slowly expanded its territory. The original goal faded. Honestly, I just wanted to feel this.
“Cum...!”
Puush—!
“Haaaaang!”
Elena’s pussy clenched tightly. She twitched in pleasure as I came. Zurrk—!
Elena wiggled her toes and drooled. I came as deep as possible, pouring every drop.
Titania’s face was visible between my ass cheeks, elegantly licking and eating my asshole.
“Haa, haang...!”
I pulled out. As my cock slipped free, Elena’s pussy gaped. Thick white cum poured out in rivers. Titania’s eyes rolled back.
She frantically licked Elena clean. “Haaang, what are you doing...!”
“Drink it, drink it...! Chuuup, churrrp!”
“Aaan!”
Titania shoved Elena’s thighs aside and spread her own pussy. Elena’s freshly cleaned, creamy-white pussy looked delicious.
“Aaa...!”
My cum-soaked pussy was now clean. Thanks to Titania, it had been reborn as a bright pink slit.
“Not enough... not enough!”
Titania’s eyes rolled back. She tried to climb on top of me forcibly. “Wait there.”
“N-no...! I need cum...!”
“Get out.”
I pinned Titania in the corner. From now on she couldn’t refuse my orders. Titania whimpered and trembled.
“Kuh...”
Isilia frowned at the sight of Titania on the verge of tears. “There’s one who wants it so badly, and you’re just letting her watch?”
“I can’t. You’re the one I like better.”
“...You’re really annoying.”
Isilia replied bluntly. She was clearly showing she hated me, but I didn’t care much. If I gave her a few compliments, she’d melt like this dragon does.
More relaxed than the others.
“Open your mouth.”
“No.”
“Good friends listen well.”
I pressed Isilia against my body, pinning her tightly. I whispered into her ear, “Stick out your tongue.”
“Uup...”
I stroked her horns gently, avoiding the hard ones.
“U, uup...”
“Good girl, Isilia.”
Isilia reluctantly stuck out her tongue. I licked and sucked the small, welcoming tongue, forcing my own deep into her mouth. I brushed her teeth and explored her mouth. Slurp—slurp—
After a deep kiss, Isilia finally calmed down. She obediently accepted my tongue and felt my touch.
Then, hidden from view, she rubbed her pussy against my cock. The heat rising from her body felt good as she reacted to the pleasure.
“Haa...”
“Isilia, have you ever thought about signing the Submission Oath like Titania?”
“N-never...!”
She was obedient, but nothing more. No disgust toward sex, and life was comfortable enough, so she simply accepted me. That was the biggest reason, even though other feelings might be involved.
“Really?”
“Haaang!”
I slowly thrust my hips. Isilia’s pussy warmly engulfed my cock.
‘How do I make her sign the oath?’
It had a different mechanism from Pluto’s. If there was even the slightest doubt, I couldn’t carve it in. That was why Elena’s willingness was so strange.
‘This is getting complicated.’
Zurrk—! Zurrrk—!
“Haaang, aaaaang!”
I came deep inside Isilia’s womb, still thinking about the oath. “Uuu, uuuuu!”
Titania growled. She drooled at the sight of my overflowing cum.
A crazy bastard. I released the command on Titania. She immediately rushed over.
I pulled my cock out of Isilia’s pussy. Thick cum poured out. A lewd, impossible scene.
“Suck my cock.”
“Haaum, slurp. Drink it, Master...”
Titania licked my cock like she was eating ice cream, sucking the cum at the tip of my urethra. Harrr—!
I held the head in my mouth and pressed my tongue against it. The lewd sensation of stretching the urethra made my cock throb.
“Lie down.”
Smack—!
“Yes, sir!”
I slapped Titania’s ass and pushed her onto the bed. She climbed up and presented her hips. The swaying, fleshy ass, transparent fluids dripping, and black tail were impressive.
Thud—! Thud—!
“Kyah, haaang! It feels so good...!”
I grabbed Titania’s hips and slammed into her as hard as I could. Titania buried her face in the blanket and moaned. Following her lead, I pushed down on her shoulders and thrust deep. Zurrk, zurrrk—!
“Ugh, haaaak!”
I came hard inside Titania’s womb. I had already signed the oath, so I poured out as much as she wanted.
The cum was absorbed. Titania was overflowing with vitality after drinking my seed.
“More... more...!”
“Here, as much as you want.”
“Nhehe, haauk!”
“This is a memento of becoming my slave. Eat it gratefully.”
“Haaang!”
Thud—! Thud—!
Once, twice, five times... My stamina and divine power never ran out. Even I was surprised.
“Enough, I’m full. You’ll burst...”
I came so much that Titania’s belly bulged. ‘Is it actually possible?’
Probably not. Only sperm should enter the womb, not cum.
‘Whatever.’
Surcubi wombs must be different. I finished my final orgasm.
“Kuhuuuuk!”
Titania reached her peak. Her plump ass trembled beautifully.
“Elena, Isilia.”
Following my gesture, Elena knelt in front of me and licked my cock with loving care. Isilia glared at me with a dissatisfied look.
I wasn’t sure why. Maybe because they both needed to be cleaned, or because I left them aside because of Titania.
“Hurry.”
“...Haa.”
Isilia sighed as she approached. Elena passed my cock to Isilia. Isilia took it into her mouth.
I stroked Isilia’s long white hair and enjoyed the pussy in my mouth. I spent the rest of the day like that.
The next day, I finally found the culprit. After searching everywhere, I read Yoo Dahui’s mind.
When I used mind reading on her cold, broken expression, my mind was in chaos over thoughts about me. Without me noticing, my investigation into her was thorough.
It didn’t feel bad. Yoo Dahui’s obsession was always welcome.
‘...She’s been plotting something after all.’
If I hadn’t known, it would have been even fun. Thanks to the AV, I had no choice but to find out.
‘Still, no big deal.’
If I just kept getting played with, I’d say she’s in Osan.