Succubus Prison

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Satella then lowered her head and kissed him, extending her soft and flexible tongue. Fortunately, he was "good enough," otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to give him oral sex while giving him breast sex. To lubricate, she also took out a snowflake-like, very pleasant-smelling ointment and applied it to her chest. In this way, even just rubbing her breasts together back and forth could bring her extraordinary pleasure.

After an unknown amount of time, as El trembled and ejaculated, Satella tenderly sucked in the remaining essence.

Ah, so much! That was the only thought in her mind.

Satella swirled the mixture in her mouth with her tongue, then swallowed it. She asked softly, "How did you accumulate so much? Haven't you had sex with your lover in the last few days?"

"This only proves how deep my love for you is."

"Honestly, I just can't do anything with you."

She deliberately lifted the hem of her clothes, pulled her pure white panties aside to reveal her already muddy and wet vulva, and then inserted the thing that had already ejaculated once into her body. The scalding heat was even hotter than the heat that had been pressed against her heart just now, and it immediately stimulated her so much that her legs trembled uncontrollably. Streams of clear fluid gushed from the deepest part of her body, drenching his legs and flowing down his skin, making her look exceptionally decadent.

"You've really had a tough time lately," Satella said softly. "How about I tell you some good news?"

"Sister, what's the good news?" El asked, panting.

She smiled charmingly, "Actually, I also got a bottle of fertility potion and have already taken it beforehand. So, if you can't resist, you'll just have to watch my belly grow bigger and I get pregnant with your child."

Upon hearing this, El shuddered, feeling as if he had fallen into a sweet trap prepared by a smiling older sister. Was this a case of shooting himself in the foot?

But at this moment, he had no time to think. He simply straightened his body and charged forward headlong. His thirsty womb had already descended, ready to conceive. After a while, with his ejaculation, his essence surged into the depths and merged with the demon egg that had been prepared.

"Pregnant, pregnant! I'm carrying my brother's child!"

Satella murmured, her eyes already filled with pink hearts.

Chapter 78 Pregnancy Play?

After the pleasure, the siblings remained motionless, savoring the lingering afterglow. Their overlapping naked bodies resembled exquisite marble sculptures.

I really didn't expect my sister to pull this stunt, El thought to herself, reaching out to stroke her beautiful face, which was filled with joy, and chuckled helplessly: "Sister, you've forgotten that authority can distort reality, but it can't interfere with other authorities."

Fertility-enhancing drugs are essentially a blessing of sexual reproduction, therefore, they are ineffective for older women.

Just like the brainwashing effect of the hidden power of lust, it is ineffective against Satella, and the law of deprivation that she has mastered cannot take away the power of lust or other great sins.

Realizing this, Satella slowly sat up, supporting herself on the edge of the bed. The smile in her beautiful eyes didn't last long before it faded.

Although she didn't say a word, El could clearly sense her sister's dissatisfaction and disappointment.

He sighed and said, "Sister, I do have a way to let you experience what it's like to be pregnant."

Satella raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this, hooked her arm around her brother's neck to make him come over and kiss her, then rolled over and pinned him down, kissing him as she continued to press for answers. El, however, smiled without saying a word, clearly keeping her in suspense, and later told her to figure it out herself.

So Satella did as he was told, readily spreading her fair and smooth legs, revealing her swollen crotch, and letting her beloved brother do as he pleased.

Her entire being, body and soul, had long been imbued with his color.

Next, El inserted his fingers deep into her body, his entire knuckles swallowed by the tight warmth. Then, he used his fingertips to scoop out a little white, viscous liquid from her honeypot, fused it with his own flesh and blood, and drew a spell mark on his sister's snow-white belly, matching the erotic patterns.

It is important to know that physical transformation is a fundamental power of lust-based magic.

It's easy to make a woman's abdomen protrude through physical modification, resulting in a beautiful, round watermelon belly. Then, by using lustful magic to stimulate milk production, a false impression of pregnancy can be created.

But facing her sister, who was also a holder of the power of great sin, El could only take a roundabout approach, filling the sacred place of conception with a mixture of her own essence and flesh.

Before long, Satella's soft belly began to bulge outwards, making her look like she was three months pregnant.

"Sister, how is it like to be pregnant?"

Satella stroked her swollen belly. With her abilities, she couldn't feel any fetal movement, which meant she wasn't really pregnant. Since it was fake, it naturally couldn't give her the joy and excitement of becoming a mother.

Judging from the current situation, it seems more like her younger brother filled her up completely, and her belly is full of energy, which is why it's swollen.

Although this feeling was nice, it was far from what she truly hoped for.

Therefore, Satella simply shook her head slightly and said nothing.

Seeing that her sister wasn't as happy as she had imagined, El pondered for a moment, recalling the contents of the Desire Sutra, filling in any gaps in her understanding, and then suddenly realized the truth.

So he placed his palm on his sister's bulging belly, and in less than a minute, he could feel a faint throbbing coming from inside. This brings us to the fact that the details of lust-based magic in this regard are incredibly meticulous. There is even a technique that makes a fake fetus emit a similar heartbeat and pulse, thus achieving the most realistic feeling of pregnancy.

Satella trembled slightly, feeling goosebumps rising on her skin as if she were being electrocuted. She was dazed as she felt the slight "fetal movement." This feeling greatly aroused the maternal instincts and tenderness hidden within her. However, she could not release these feelings to a "fetus" that she knew was fake. Therefore, she poured all her primal maternal instincts into the younger brother in front of her.

With her belly swollen, she embraced her younger brother, communicating with him with tender eyes. She laid him on the bed with his head on her lap, like holding a baby to breastfeed, letting him suckle most of her rosy cheeks. She hummed a lullaby while patting his arm. Watching her brother nestled in her arms, suckling at non-existent milk, the feeling of happiness was unparalleled.

Becoming a mother is a kind of happiness. In other words, being penetrated by the one you love is a kind of happiness, getting pregnant by the one you love is a kind of happiness. If she could, she would love to transform into a mother tree of desire and give birth to hundreds of offspring for her brother, just like bearing fruit.

It is said that initially, succubi could control their hormones and secrete aphrodisiac-rich milk anytime, anywhere, even outside of pregnancy, to seduce men. However, unlike menstrual blood and urine, which are excreted fluids, lactation is a release of vital energy, which can be described as blood. This went against the nature of succubi, so this ability gradually degenerated.

At least for now, Satella, as one of the purest succubi, cannot control her body to actively secrete milk. At most, she can control her ovulation period, and correspondingly, her desire will increase during that time.

In truth, it was only after her ascension to Legendary status that Satella belatedly realized that getting pregnant had become a problem. Given the number of times her brother had cheated and had affairs, it was almost a certainty that she would become a demigod in a decade or so. For a demigod to get pregnant, one needed at least the strength of a Great Succubus. In the past year, even though she had been controlling her ovulation and using her brother's essence to cleanse and soak her womb day and night, and even tried to hypnotize herself into being jealous of all mothers in the world, this time the power of jealousy did not work. Despite such active efforts to conceive, she was still unable to get pregnant. As a result, the issue of offspring had become one of her most distressing problems besides worrying about the Elect. She had always wanted to have a child for her good brother and husband. If he had been sleeping with low-level succubi every day, he should have gotten pregnant long ago. This had almost become a knot in her heart.

At that moment, El felt that his sister was full of maternal radiance and couldn't help but call out "Mom." The "Mom" that one calls out when one is excitedly moaning during sex is a completely different concept. Just like the "Dad" that a woman calls out when she is aroused, it is a kind of praise, saying that she has been conquered by the other person.

This title seemed to flip a switch somewhere in Satella's body; she hugged her brother tightly, kissed him frantically, and called him "my child."

So, Al embraced his sister's waist from the front, pressing against her round belly, stroking and feeling it as he entered her again. This time, it seemed to be a completely different experience. Satella twisted her sexy body in his arms, whispering pleading words. Her innate noble bloodline, powerful and extraordinary aura, sexy and alluring demeanor, and the pregnant belly symbolizing motherhood—all these elements combined ingeniously on her body, without any sense of incongruity, creating a beautiful symphony.

Chapter 79 Anna's Wrath

The next morning, in the discipline ward.

In her cell, the first thing Anna did after waking up was to scratch a mark on the headboard with her fingernail as a way of counting. She didn't know what the point of doing this was, but at least the passage of time had a tangible form in that moment.

Outside, a scarlet succubus in uniform carried a magic lantern through the corridor, ending her night patrol, and as usual began distributing food and snacks to all the prisoners. Yesterday there was a bowl of warm oatmeal porridge, but today it was replaced with boiled goat milk.

In the imperial farmers' markets, fresh goat milk was purchased for nine times the price of cow milk, supposedly because goat milk tasted very similar to succubus milk.

Anna took a sip of goat milk, nibbled on the bread that had been handed out, and looked at the red-clad figure working late into the night, her expression somewhat complicated.

They seemed to become more alluring every day, but their gait was strangely awkward, with their waists bent and their buttocks deliberately sticking out, as if they wanted to show every detail of their body's curves to others.

In reality, this is because the scarlet succubi, under the influence of the power of lust, have gradually transformed into lustful demons.

Noticing the other person's gaze, Anna silently looked away and turned her face to the side.

Whenever the words "Crimson Succubus" are mentioned, the vast majority of Imperial citizens react with "vampire" and "murderer," and their deity—the Crimson Mother—is an Outer God who inspires fear and contempt.

In general, the so-called Outer Gods refer to evil gods outside the pantheon.

These are certainly facts, but from a historical perspective, the Scarlet Mother has made contributions to the world.

At least she provided the concept and principles of "blood," these nutrient-rich, reddish-brown liquids circulating within living organisms, which are one of the basic substances that constitute and maintain the activities of an individual life; in other words, the source of life.

In fact, there is a superstition among humans that "blood is a panacea." In the old imperial era, there was a custom of making patients drink the blood of gladiators, because people at that time believed that blood contained abundant vitality.

Drinking blood is actually a poor imitation of the scarlet ritual passed down from ancient times.

Anna recalled some unpleasant rumors about scarlet succubi, who believed that the pale, anemic face of a human woman after her blood was drained was the most beautiful and splendid moment of her life. This aesthetic was far too perverse.

"By the way, Master might want to see you today, so you'd better prepare in advance." Number Eleven returned, gently kicked the cell door with her black leather boot, and then said. Because there were so many things to do, El had recently gotten into the habit of planning what needed to be done the next day in advance, prioritizing the important tasks to avoid being disrupted by other plans.

That's why she used the word "maybe," because she herself wasn't sure.

"I understand." Anna nodded, somewhat excited.

She didn't regret handing over her jurisdiction to El, but she couldn't help feeling disappointed that he didn't care enough about her.

As Anna left her cell and went to the bathroom to wash up, she happened to bump into several scarlet succubi and saw their naked and wanton bodies. Each succubus wore and hung various sex toys on her chest and genitals, such as nipple clamps and bells, as well as lip clamps and anal plugs, like jewelry worn by nobles. These strange and distressing instruments of torture appeared on their beautiful bodies, displaying a unique kind of sensual beauty, and she couldn't help but blush.

Anna felt both fortunate and slightly regretful that she hadn't been tortured and treated in that way.

Although these things would be enough to make a lady cry with shame, she felt she might be missing out on something very... fun and interesting.

She was unaware of the mystery, nor did she know whether her hidden desire stemmed from a succubus's natural desire for pleasure or from a woman's innate curiosity. In any case, ever since she learned of her father and sister's attitude towards her, she harbored a mindset of wanting to completely destroy herself.

If El were to propose now that he wanted to pin her down, destroy her virginity, and take her virginity, Anna would not hesitate to acquiesce or even comply.

This mentality is not fundamentally different from that of the scarlet succubi; it is love that has developed from prolonged abuse.

……

The waiting time was always frustrating, but Anna was filled with anticipation. The closer the time drew, the more anxious she became, until the decisive moment finally arrived.

A familiar sound of footsteps gradually approached from afar, and her heart began to pound. Soon, El's figure came into her sight.

He greeted me simply: "How have you been lately? Is there anything you're not used to?"

"Thanks to you, everything is well." Anna lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed to him.

"That's good. You're different from them. You don't need to stay in your cell all day. You can move around freely in the prison area." El said half-jokingly and half-warningly, "Just don't try to escape. Once those beholders on the watchtower spot you, they'll attack you with withering rays."

Anna smiled as she looked at him, but didn't continue the conversation. The scenery in the prison wasn't worth lingering over; she preferred to be alone. So she asked Al why he had come, "I think you must have something to tell me. Is there a reply from my father?"

El paused for a moment, then briefly explained the situation, "You may not be aware of the recent situation in the capital. A new fertility-enhancing drug has appeared on the market. This drug is very effective, with a success rate of over 90%. And coincidentally, your father, Marquis Rhine—no, to be precise, your head maid, Letenis—purchased a bottle of this drug through my family's channels."

"She told me that after you went to prison, the Marquis of Rhine became very depressed... So, your father must love you, but reality forced him to give up his precious daughter. His not replying to the letter also had its reasons. I just felt that you should know about this, hoping it would make you feel better."

Medicine, maid, father?

Anna was stunned after hearing this, seemingly not understanding or thinking he was joking. "...But, Mr. El, we don't have a head maid named Letenice in our house."

"Really? Perhaps I've misunderstood. She doesn't seem to have ever said she was the head maid." El then emphasized the other woman's beautiful long, dark blue hair, a pair of long, slender horns, and her mature and elegant figure and demeanor.

Unexpectedly, her expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.

Chapter 80 Newly Made Friends

She was beyond furious. Who else but her bitch sister had horns like that?

“That bitch, Mr. El, you’ve been fooled by her. She’s not a maid at all; she’s my hypocritical and wicked sister!”

Anna felt disgusted at the mention of her sister "Nina," and even felt a strong urge to kill her.

Anna always felt that her bitch sister might have thought that her appearance posed a great threat to her right to inherit the throne, which was why she had tried every means to bully her since childhood, and even thought of poisoning her younger sister with homemade poison.

Speaking of her personality, she is arrogant and conceited, looking down on everyone and only caring about her own enjoyment. She is extremely selfish and never cares about others, not even her family. She will only greet others with a smile if they have some use to her.

Al listened silently to her angry complaints without offering any opinion, which aroused great doubt in his mind.

Moreover, there was something strange about this whole affair. Did a noblewoman deliberately disguise herself as a maid to get close to him?

What is her purpose?

So he thought about the matter again from beginning to end and considered it carefully.

The more silent he became, the more uneasy Anna felt. "I'm sorry, I was a little out of line just now."

“No, that’s not important.” El waved his hand and looked directly into her beautiful eyes. “I’m more interested in knowing your sister’s intentions. Perhaps you know her better than I do and can help me answer my questions?”

Anna's eyes flashed with resentment again, and she shouted, "What other intentions could she have? She's just a simple bitch, a whore, a slut! She was born sexy enough!"

"It's truly a disgrace to the family. Who would have thought that a marquis's daughter would disregard her dignity and chastity, commit adultery with a lowly male servant, and even drain him dry in bed! I really don't know what to say! Perhaps I've wronged her, but she didn't hesitate to pin the blame on me!"

"For years, she did nothing but seek pleasure and vanity at home. Her father indulged her, allowing her to live a frivolous and dissolute life, and letting her gather young men and women to hold parties at will..."

If the accusations of adultery with a male servant and orgies are true, coupled with the fact that she was deceived first, then Nina can indeed be sentenced to death in El's heart. From now on, there will be no more social contact between them.

However, as far as he knew, the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Rhine was actually quite well-regarded among the nobility. Whether it was her noble lineage, beauty, intelligence, etiquette, or excellent social skills, she was a model among the nobility and a socialite.

If she is no longer a virgin succubus, yet cultivates this image, then during her future arranged marriage, she will surely be pointed at and scorned by her husband of equal status: "I want to marry a loyal wife, a lifelong partner, not a thirsty bitch."

Therefore, El did not intend to simply believe Anna's side of the story; sometimes, anger can completely blind a person.

Does she really know all about these sordid affairs among the nobility? If she does, doesn't that mean she herself isn't much better, and probably not "pure" either?

Let's assume for now that Nina has ulterior motives, and according to Anna's implied meaning, her target is herself?

El shook his head, feeling that this idea was unrealistic, because from the two brief encounters before, this noble lady disguised as a maid had not shown any intention to develop the relationship further, apart from expressing goodwill, and was very conscious of boundaries.

Perhaps what she truly values ​​is his talent as a senior pharmacist?

However, thinking about it all this time is less important than waiting until we meet again and using the system to verify it.

……

After leaving Anna's cell, El found Freya and took Anna's file from her. Freya readily agreed and bent down to take the file El wanted from the filing cabinet when he suddenly hugged her from behind.

"You keep doing your thing, I'll do mine." He sounded rather lighthearted.

After taking off her uniform pants, her full, fair buttocks came into view. I then pulled her black panties down to her knees, clearly revealing her anus, which was very narrow and still a pale pink, exuding a strong sense of sexiness.

El relaxed his body and lay behind her, slowly penetrating her. He enjoyed the tightness and warmth of her anus while holding her close, deliberately asking in her ear, "I've heard that wanton succubi, to protect their reputation, will use their anuses to satisfy their lovers and save their virginity for their husbands. Was that why you actively developed your backdoor in the first place?"

Just as Freya was about to retort, El waved his large stick and moved it slightly inside her anus, forcing her to swallow her words and retaliate against his lewdness with groans.

Although she said that she wasn't a virgin because she had masturbated with her tail in and out countless times, the length of her heart-shaped tail was incomparable to a man's penis, so El felt that it was not only tight and narrow inside, but also warm, moist, and very sensitive.

For an ordinary woman, the initial development of her anus would inevitably involve a period of growing pains, but for a succubus, the anus is essentially a second vagina, born to be played with, and can be played with indefinitely without getting damaged.