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179 – Succubus Orgasm Control

179 – Succubus Orgasm Control

I saw Frelia straddling me, rubbing her body against mine this way and that.

She was desperately rubbing her breasts on my body, stimulating pleasurable spots.

Caresses filled with determination to somehow make me release.

That intense and concentrated act revealed how many victims she must have claimed.

She must have made many victims in various dreams.

Regardless of whether they were women or men.

“Haa, haa, does this feel good?”

She asked while actively caressing my body.

It was devoted service.

From her hip movements to her tongue work, even rubbing her breasts.

Frelia’s skilled motions serviced various spots as if she knew a man’s pleasure better than anyone.

When she licked my abs with her tongue and breasts while moving down, her waist tensed up.

I could understand why succubi were called demons of pleasure.

From the caresses alone, she had the power to enchant people.

My head felt dizzy.

On the surface it looked like a posture of perfect submission, but anyone could see it was desperate movement to somehow gain control of the fantasy.

Caresses filled with the wicked intention of making me ejaculate to absorb the power of that semen.

“I can’t just receive.”

“Huh? Kyaa!”

I grabbed her breasts and reversed our positions, laying Frelia down on the bed.

I roughly caressed the succubus’s body.

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I roughly groped her breasts and spanked her ass until it turned bright red.

“Heuut! Haeuut!”

Despite such violent acts, Frelia moaned as if she felt good.

Having already lost her will to fight, she could not resist me and could only receive the caresses.

Occasionally there was a glint in her eyes, but I didn’t pay much attention to it.

After all, I had already taken control of this dream space she created.

I could block anything the succubus tried to do.

‘What an interesting space.’

Magic that distorts the space itself, rather than the type of illusion that bewitches the gaze of a specific target like typical fantasies.

Though I had taken control, I still hadn’t fully grasped the principles of this place.

‘I’ll figure it out as I enjoy it.’

My fingers entered Frelia’s hot pussy hole.

The succubus’s pussy, wet with love juices, skillfully accepted my fingers.

I moved my fingers inside her, persistently attacking her G-spot.

“Uuuugh!!!”

Frelia trembled with her whole body tensed up.

“S-stop! P-please stooop!!!”

Seemingly unexpectedly weak in her pussy, the succubus pleaded while grabbing my arm.

“Don’t you like it? I heard demons live off of pleasure.”

“Th-this isn’t, ah, not thiiis! Hueuut!!!”

Frelia sprayed her piss stream.

Unlike humans, the succubus’s piss had a sweet scent that stung the nose.

They say succubus bodily fluids have the power to make creatures go into heat.

My dick throbbed as if about to burst just from smelling it.

“Haa, haa.”

Frelia breathed heavily, slumped down.

I grabbed her breasts.

“Qu-quickly, put it in meee.”

Frelia shook her hips while looking at me.

Was she intoxicated with pleasure?

Her expression as she vulgarly shook her hips even held desperation.

“I want, I want to eat your dick…”

I knew why Frelia had broken her will to resist and was spreading her legs on her own.

‘Humans who have intercourse with a succubus become the succubus’s underling.’

I knew this even before Frelia told me directly.

Because I had studied about demons before.

Long ago, when demon-kind flourished, it wasn’t powerful demons that tormented human kingdoms, but internal traitors who were bewitched by succubi and sold out themselves and their countries.

Humans who had intercourse with succubi and sold their souls to demons.

Seeing kingdoms fall like that, other kingdoms and nobles had to find ways to avoid being bewitched by succubi.

That’s when the first Saint appeared, and her powerful divine power could identify apostates bewitched by succubi.

It’s also the reason for the noble custom that women must be virgins before marriage.

‘That’s why the Empire’s nobility became a sexually closed society.’

The fact that such customs are still maintained even now when the Demon King and demons have disappeared shows how significant the impact was at the time.

‘It hasn’t been that long since the Demon King disappeared either.’

The ancient document containing this information stated:

-If one possesses magical power stronger than a succubus, one will not be bewitched even if having intercourse with them.

This succubus seemed to be thinking she could somehow seduce me and end this, but unfortunately for her, it wouldn’t end so easily.

‘It might be good to pretend to be fooled.’

The succubus was desperately begging me with flattery.

She even looked like a slave who had sincerely surrendered and spread her legs on her own.

“Hurryy~”

Frelia said with a nasal voice.

This dream altered by her power.

A soft bed and a large mirror reflecting us.

In a room similar to a love hotel, I was on the bed with Frelia, tormenting her.

Thoroughly tormented, Frelia had her legs spread on the bedsheet soaked with her pussy juices.

Her pussy was twitching, wanting my dick.

She hadn’t yet realized what she looked like.

How lewd she appeared.

How she was longing for my dick with an expression drenched in pleasure.

It’s no fun if I give it easily.

I covered the eyes of the girl who had spread her legs wanting my dick.

“Wh-what are you doing?”

“Let’s make a bet.”

“A b-bet?”

“If you endure here, I’ll give you my dick as you want. If not, you’ll be tormented endlessly with orgasm control.”

“Wh-what is it?”

She asked nervously, her eyes covered by my hand.

“I told you. I’ll do orgasm control.”

I rolled up her clothes, which were already nearly stripped off, to make a blindfold to cover her eyes.

Covering her eyes.

I tied her arms with the remaining clothes.

With her arms and eyes sealed, she asked in an anxious voice.

“I-I’ll serve you diligently. So this…”

“It’s okay. Just endure. I heard succubi are strong against pleasure. This is just to see how much you can endure.”

The fact that I could use limited physical force, albeit weakly, meant I could create tools I wanted as long as it didn’t involve great power.

I created a leather whip.

If this were our shop, I wouldn’t have needed to make it with magic, but this wasn’t our shop.

It was creation from nothingness, but it was possible in a fantasy.

This whip wasn’t something with powerful force or requiring tremendous magical power.

“J-just put it in my p-pussy. Why do this…”

“You’re noisy.”

I stuffed the panties I had been wearing into her mouth.

“Mmph!!”

Frelia shook her head refusing.

However, contrary to her wishes, I had no intention of stopping.

“Try to endure well. I was curious how much a succubus could withstand.”

I raised the whip and struck her ass.

Crack!

A new red mark was engraved on her already heated ass.

It was a strike that utilized the snap point.

“Mmph!”

When struck with the whip, Frelia’s ass twitched up and down.

She wriggled her ass as if not wanting to be hit, but escape was impossible while tied up and blindfolded.

“It won’t hurt that much. I’ll control everything.”

I struck her ass with the whip once more.

“Mmmph!!!”

Frelia with my panties gagging her mouth jerked.

‘Her reaction is more intense than I thought?’

Is it that painful?

“Mmph! Mmph!”

The succubus shook her head desperately.

But that wouldn’t make me stop.

“This is just the beginning.”

Crack!

The whip left a clear red mark.

Frelia was trying to flatter Max to quickly get his dick inside her.

She stimulated his body with her tongue and breasts, and subtly poked his dick with her ass.

Usually men who reach the limit of pleasure can’t resist the urge and thrust their dicks in.

If she could just receive that dick in her pussy, everything would be over.

So she put in all her effort.

But what she got in return was:

“Let’s make a bet.”

Just what kind of human is he?

A succubus’s bodily fluids are powerful pleasure-inducing substances.

Her fluids should have gotten on him plenty when he violated her throat, no, her neck.

On top of that, the caresses given directly by a succubus.

He should rightfully be in a state where he couldn’t resist his urges.

Instead, he chose to torment her rather than insert it.

‘Is he really human?’

She couldn’t understand.

This shouldn’t be possible unless he was something beyond human.

With her eyes covered and arms tied, Frelia tried desperately to find a way out.

This is bad.

If she’s toyed with by this man here, everything might end without insertion.

But Max said:

“Try to endure well. I was curious how much a succubus could withstand.”

And stuffed the panties he had just been wearing into her mouth.

As her mouth opened, the man’s panties entered.

It was her first time experiencing such humiliation.

The musty smell of panties that had been in contact with his dick assaulted her nose.

‘I’ll endure.’

Somehow she would endure and make this man desperate for her.

If she couldn’t win…

‘It would mean death.’

That’s when.

She focused on the strange scent stimulating her nose.

It was an odd smell.

A strangely captivating, alluring scent.

It should have been a foul odor, but that smell kept stimulating her.

Frelia realized the source of that smell was the panties stuffed in her mouth.

‘It’s strong.’

The taste and smell were so strong it made her frown.

She didn’t want to smell it, but the panties filling her mouth were pressing down on her tongue.

With her sight blocked, her heightened sense of smell and taste transmitted that scent to her brain.

The taste and smell of Max penetrating deep into her brain had a power that kept drawing out the succubus’s instincts.

‘This is strange.’

I want to keep smelling it.

Why am I like this?

This shouldn’t be happening.

My head shouldn’t be getting fuzzy just from a smell.

She felt an instinctive sense of crisis that this was wrong, but there was no way to avoid the panties that had entered too deep.

Crack!

“Mmph!”

Each time she was struck by the whip, her mouth moved, and her tongue licked his panties.

It tasted salty and fishy.

The taste of dried semen.

Had he already ejaculated once before being violated by her?

The panties had a strong masculine taste and smell.

And Max’s thick masculine scent slowly began to bewitch Frelia.

She exhales and inhales deeply from the pain of the whip.

“Heuumph!”

The smell travels along her olfactory nerves and pollutes her brain.

As if fermenting, her brain was slowly being pickled in Max’s scent and taste.

“Mmmngh…”

Though Frelia resisted while drooling with the gag in her mouth.

Crack!

Max didn’t give her even a moment’s respite.

Of course, his intention was to lead Frelia to orgasm through the whip.

But the whip was just a means – Frelia was slowly being dyed by Max’s scent.

‘No.’

This is dangerous.

I shouldn’t smell this.

‘I have to spit it out somehow…’

No.

This absolutely…

Crack!

“Heuumph!”

I want to smell it.

I want to feel the scent more.

I want to taste it.

I want to smell it more.

This scent more.

More. More. More. More.

Crack!

“Heuumph!!”

It feels good.

I’m going to cum from the smell.

I’m about to cum.

Ah, I’m cumming pickled in the scent.

“Heuummph!!!!”

Crack!

The whip traced over Frelia’s body, sensitized by the smell.

At that moment.

“Mmmmph!!”

Frelia climaxed, flopping like a freshly caught fish.

Pshuuuu.

Spraying pussy juices and urine with all her might.