The Goddess of Betrayal (6)
“Slurp♡ Slurp♡ Master Hoyoung's massive cock♡ The more I suck it, the more it steals my yin energy instead! This superior male cock that subjugates succubi is so delicious! Smooch♡ Smooch♡”
Bianca was greedily slurping at the cock while pleasuring herself on the side. Her love juices—practically her lifeblood as a succubus—gushed out like a faucet with a busted valve. She kissed the glans tenderly like a lover, then stroked the shaft politely like a maid. She looked far more vibrant than she ever had as the Demon King.
“Not bad at blowjobs, huh? Must be the slut in you.”
“N-no, that's not it!”
“What do you mean 'not it'? You're a succubus, so you're a slut, right?”
“U-um, I've always thought of men as nothing but machines to drain essence from, so you're the first person I've ever sucked off... I swear it's true. I swear on my Succubus's Cunt Tattoo.”
To prove her loyalty to her master, Bianca invoked the curse she'd carved into her own womb with her magic. The Succubus's Cunt Tattoo was even more potent than the Slave's Cunt Tattoo she'd planted in Ishtar before. If even a hint of falsehood tainted the vow sworn upon it, her tongue would burst into flames. But Bianca's tongue remained perfectly fine. Which meant her claim that Kim Hoyoung was her first blowjob was the gospel truth.
“Then how are you so good at it?”
“Probably because thinking of it as service for my beloved master makes the skill come naturally.”
“Hmm... With fangs that long—like a saber-toothed tiger's—I figured you couldn't pull off a decent blowjob.”
“Don't worry about that. Kikik~”
Bianca shoved her fingers into her mouth and grinned. Her pearly whites gleamed in perfect rows, but the spots where her fangs should have been were conspicuously empty.
“I yanked them out myself so they wouldn't get in the way.”
“...Didn't that hurt?”
“Whether it hurts me or not doesn't matter—as long as I don't hurt you, Master Hoyoung.”
“Impressive. Here's your reward: my cock. Turn around.”
“Yes, sir!”
The horns that had once symbolized demonic pride were now convenient handles for doggy-style. Bianca didn't complain even as Kim Hoyoung gripped them, the way she used to. If anything, she savored the sensation, since her horns doubled as erogenous zones.
“Thank you for the reward cock, Master Hoyoung! To think I get impaled on it just for pulling out a couple of fangs...! Ahh... My gums bled a bit, but I'm so glad I did it...!”
“While we're at it, should I rip out your demonic horns too? I'd miss the handles, though.”
“Rip them out, please! Yank the horns from my temples and turn me into a half-cripple! I might die if you do, but dying for your amusement would be an honor, Master Hoyounghhh!”
Bianca finally felt like she'd achieved the true purpose of her rebirth as a succubus. It had nothing to do with becoming the Demon King. A succubus's body existed to be offered to an amazing man. And the proof was how much more sensitive it was than a human woman's.
“Now I get how Mom felt! You're everything to me now, Master Hoyoung...! I'd give up anything for you! Let me live as a tool that exists for your cock—use me whenever you feel like it!”
“That was the plan anyway. But quit shaking your ass so much. That woman's about to shoot lasers from her eyes out of jealousy.”
“Wh-what nonsense is that, Kim Hoyoung! I'm just pissed because you're forcing me to watch you fuck!”
Ishtar snapped irritably. Her eyes met those of her arch-nemesis, the Demon King. One side buzzed with frustrated annoyance; the other panted shamelessly with a bitch-in-heat expression.
“Ishtar♡ You still haven't fucked Master Hoyoung? Why not? You'll never meet a guy this hot again.”
“Demon King... You've changed so much. I can hardly believe you're the same person from our village days.”
“Back then, I wasn't in my right mind♡ Can you imagine a pathetic bitch succubus like me trying to rule the world? It's hilarious now...♡ All I can do is fawn over Master Hoyoung...♡”
Bianca tilted her head back to gaze up at Kim Hoyoung, her face melting into bliss.
“Ruling the Western Continent? Being Master Hoyoung's slave is thousands of times happier... How could I not know that? I was such an idiot♡ Don't resist like a fool, Ishtar. Accept Master Hoyoung. He's a merciful master♡ A true messiah who takes in even the most rebellious women... The god all women should worship.”
“Hmph... Nonsense. He's just a perverted demon.”
“You're so clueless...♡ From the moment you're born a woman, you can never beat Master Hoyoung. Do whatever. You'll be the one suffering if you reject him.”
“Suffering? Who said that?! I'm not like you! I'm a noble goddess! Why would I suffer?!”
“Pfft.”
“Why are you laughing?!”
“Look at your pussy.”
“Eh...?”
Thick strands of nectar trickled down Ishtar's thighs from her slit. She clamped her legs together in shock, but that only made the slick sensation more vivid.
“No way... Why am I...?”
“Because you've been staring at Master Hoyoung's cock nonstop. It's only natural for a woman.”
“Don't make me laugh... I... I'm not interested in Kim Hoyoung's cock or anything...!”
“You want to hook up with Master Hoyoung, don't you? You wanna fuck him without holding back, just like every other girl?”
“Shut your lying mouth...! Demon King... Bianca...! You're just thrashing around to avoid death. Spouting pathetic nonsense.”
The goddess's staff targeted the Demon King. She wanted to kill her. Blast her to bits right here and shut her up. But slaying the Demon King wasn't the goddess's role. Only a hero approved by the goddess could seal the Demon King with the holy sword. In this case, that hero was Kim Hoyoung.
“So you're keeping your virginity to the bitter end, huh? Ishtar.”
Kim Hoyoung stopped his pistoning and spoke up abruptly.
“Of course. How many times do I have to say it?”
“If you love living alone as a lonely woman so much, fine. I'll grant your wish.”
“What? Pardon?”
“Hand over the Greenbelt. The holy sword or whatever.”
Ishtar hesitantly passed the holy sword to Kim Hoyoung, who stuck out his hand without warning.
“Even if you buddy up with Bianca, there's no way you'd actually kill her for humanity's sake...”
“Kyaaaaah! Gwaaaahhh!”
“No...”
“Gaaahhh! Master Hoyoung! Master Hoyoung! Whyyy!! Why is this happeningggg!!”
Kim Hoyoung plunged the holy sword Greenbelt into Bianca's back. It happened in an instant. Black aura leaked from her pierced chest.
“This kills her, right?”
“Y-yes, it should...”
“What? Another problem?”
“I just didn't expect you'd kill her so easily.”
“What's the point in dragging it out? You don't even wanna fuck, and if I don't kill Bianca, she'll bug me forever.”
Black mist poured from Bianca's eyes, nose, mouth—even her pores. Her body corroded and oxidized away. All that remained where she'd stood was a pile of barren sand.
“The Demon King is dead... Finally. Completely gone... My lifelong wish is fulfilled.”
“What happens to you now?”
“I...”
Ishtar's body began to glow. Blinding light filled the basement, and the goddess vanished. Ishtar had been teleported to a pocket dimension—not Earth, not the other world.
An endless field of flowers stretched in every direction, the same scenery no matter where she looked. A single white table offered the only respite, and she sat, sipping tea from her cup, lost in thought.
“So this is the Goddess Garden. My mission is over... A 50,000-year saga has reached its finale. Are you watching, Hayato? Thanks to everyone who helped.”
Ishtar recalled the faces of countless comrades she'd met and parted with over those 50,000 years. Strangely, Hayato's face wouldn't come clearly to mind. He must have been stunningly handsome, but it was already fading. Yet Lilith Valentine and Kim Hoyoung's faces remained sharp as ever.
'You didn't do shit. Kim Hoyoung fixed everything, you incompetent, hypocritical traitor bitch!'
Lilith's snide voice echoed in her head for some reason. But she was dead. So was Hayato, the man she'd loved. Here, there was only the dignified goddess Ishtar, enjoying high tea. She took another sip, the flower field at sunset her only companion. There was nothing else to do.
A sudden sense of injustice washed over her.
“Is this my reward for all that suffering?”
More memories tied to Lilith surged like a tidal wave. One grueling day of mountain trekking, they'd stumbled on an open-air hot spring. They'd ditched the sole male, Hayato, to bathe as girls only—but Lilith was nowhere to be found. A bad feeling hit her; she called off the soak and searched alone. No, she searched for them.
“There are other hot springs? For real, Lilith? Where?”
“Shh! There aren't any, dummy. How are you this oblivious? Pretty face wasted on you.”
Sure enough, Lilith was with Hayato. Ishtar hid in the brush and eavesdropped.
“What? No hot spring? Then why drag me to this remote mountainside? No people around—if a monster shows up, we're screwed.”
“What're you worried about with a hero like you? Besides... I brought you here on purpose. Away from people. While that thorn-in-my-side Ishtar and the other girls are soaking.”
“What're you talking about?”
Lilith wrapped her arms around Hayato's neck. To Ishtar, she looked like a sleazy alley cat in heat. Hayato irked her too, for not pushing her away outright.
“You're so hot. Kinda dense, but... great face, great fighter. Ishtar must be head over heels for that reason.”
“What? Ishtar likes me? Nah... No way.”
“You didn't notice? Acts all innocent, but she's a total guy magnet.”
“No chance. Ishtar's a pure virgin goddess.”
“Believe me. Word among mages is she picks heroes for their looks over skill. Dates them, hero dies, rinse and repeat with the next. Can't fuck or she loses goddess status, so she sticks to petting. Childish, right?”
“Ishtar's not like that...”
“You've already fallen for her looks too. Men are hopeless.”
The alley cat Lilith undid her skirt ties. Hayato's virgin eyes went wide.
“I'm not like Ishtar. I love only you. I can give you everything. So hold me. And when the adventure's over... let me bear your child, Hayato.”
“L-Lilith. We can't... The one I like is Ishtar!”
“You can never be with her, in any sense. Give it up.”
Lilith stole the hero's first kiss. Their tongues twisted disgustingly. Ishtar burned the image of Hayato's snake-like wriggling into her memory.
“Ishtar secretly tempts heroes, then kills them off when she gets bored or they touch another girl. For revenge. Everyone in the know gets it. The naive masses think she's just kind and sweet.”
“I don't believe it. Ishtar wouldn't...”
“It's true, I swear. Bet you'll get murdered by her too if you're weaker than the Demon King—or if she catches us. 'Tried to save you but failed'—that's her schtick. Plays the tragic heroine solo.”
“……”
“So forget that wicked bitch and hold me.”
Hayato lost his virginity there on the mountainside. Ishtar watched until they promised marriage post-adventure and dozed off, then slipped away. Lilith died in the very next battle. Hayato died by Ishtar's hand.
Remembering it all, Ishtar let out a smirk.
“Should've made Lilith suffer more... Still kinda regret that.”
The tea was surprisingly excellent.