28. Lily Jane vs The Demon King (3)

“Huuu…”

A watery sob filled the room.

The unfamiliar and shocking orgasm had thoroughly scrambled the Demon King’s mind.

-Swish

Jane sat boldly between the Demon King’s legs, which had slumped down weakly.

She parted the soft thighs and casually pushed aside the cute black lace panties.

Then she took the plump mound swaying before her eyes and swallowed it whole.

“Nom.”

“Aahhhn!”

The most tender lower lips of a woman’s body were deeply connected with a sloppy adult kiss.

Jane gently nibbled at the defenseless tender flesh with her teeth before licking it apologetically with her tongue.

“Hng, ahn. Stop! Stooop!”

Jane’s long tongue danced dazzlingly.

Turning over each delicate petal one by one, occasionally tickling the leaky… no, frequently leaky pee hole.

Then delving deep into the gushing wetness, tormenting every nook and cranny of Lily’s small body.

“Hng, ugh, uhhhn…”

The Demon King’s slender waist twitched uncontrollably.

Had her wrists not been tied, she might have dared to grab Jane’s hair.

That’s how violently the Demon King reacted to pleasure.

But Jane wasn’t satisfied.

The body she had meticulously developed had become accustomed to rapid, repetitive pleasure.

The fact that she’d reached climax just moments ago from simple fingering was proof.

“Huuu, th-this is weird. Please, nnh! Haa…”

So she deliberately continued the caress slowly.

Softly and gently, just as Lily always wanted.

But with a tongue weak and persistent enough to never let her climax.

“Ah, ah, ahh… Nngah!”

The powerless thighs that had been spread apart instinctively tensed.

But Jane, who had forcibly fixed them in place, leisurely moved her jaw.

“St-stahp. Hng, haahhn.”

The tremors starting from the pelvis gradually spread throughout the small body.

Before she knew it, the Demon King’s face was drenched in tears, her breathing dangerously fast.

“Ghk, hah, haaak!”

Lily’s limit was still far away.

But the Demon King, unaccustomed to pleasure, collapsed as the limit approached.

Noticing this, Jane firmly pressed her thumb against the protruding clit.

“M-my pussy, stahp, no, kkyuuu♡?!”

The Demon King’s head fell back as she finally broke down.

But the stimulation that seemed like it would continue suddenly stopped.

Jane, who had been enjoying herself, had heeded the Demon King’s unfinished plea.

“Huu.”

She raised her head and wiped the juices soaking her lips with the back of her hand.

Then she whispered to the dazed Demon King.

“As you asked, I’ll stop this part for now.”

“…Huh?”

Unable to read the flow, the Demon King let out a stupid sound, just like Lily would.

Meanwhile, Jane moved behind her and gently embraced the small body.

Delicate fingers lightly landed on the cute mounds wrapped in sleepwear.

“Hyaa?!”

A touch that gently stroked the lovely curves of her chest from below.

To recap, Lily’s breasts had been sensitively developed by Jane.

It was an extremely vicious process involving aphrodisiacs and even monsters.

“Wait, hng, huuuuhn.”

Especially her nipples, which had been inverted, were trained to rival a clitoris during treatment.

In other words, the irresistible pleasure wasn’t over yet.

In the end, the Demon King couldn’t escape the orgasm she so desperately wanted to avoid.

“Ngh, hng, ah… uhn… ah-.”

And finally, she lost her grip on consciousness.

“Tch.”

Jane clicked her tongue at the Demon King’s inability to endure as much as she’d hoped.

If it were Lily, she would’ve savored every last drop of pleasure while moaning in pain.

After briefly gazing at her quiet lover, she began untying the strings binding the slender wrists.

The fragile body had no ability to escape anyway.

Excessive restraint might only leave wounds.

“Haa…”

The room, now quiet from the lewd cries, was filled only with a heavy sigh.

Jane briefly reminisced about the enjoyable times she’d spent with Lily.

She slowly rose from the bed and headed outside.

Glancing out the window, she saw the sun leisurely revealing itself, having finally pushed aside the moon.

***

Leaving the unconscious Demon King behind, Jane exited the room.

Her destination was her brother’s office-someone she wasn’t particularly eager to face.

“You’re here.”

Just as Jane had spent the night tormenting the Demon King,

The Emperor, likely having not slept either, was still in yesterday’s attire.

The Emperor, who never neglected his training, far surpassed the stamina of an ordinary person.

But given yesterday’s events, the fatigue settling under his eyes was unmistakably real.

Yet Jane spoke to her only blood relative with an indifferent voice.

“The Demon King has descended-into Lily’s body.”

The room’s temperature seemed to drop by about 10 degrees.

A heavy silence filled the office.

The Emperor had just confirmed the descent of the continent’s calamity, which he had so worried about.

But instead of responding, he shifted his gaze to a small artifact on the desk.

[Compass Toward Evil]

A Demon King detection device left by the first Emperor, damaged during the Lowlands’ independence.

The missing half had been in Oscar Flanders’ possession, recovered by the Emperor’s royal guard after his death.

“You already knew.”

The reason the palace was filled with trained knights instead of attendants and maids.

It meant the Emperor, having confirmed the descent in advance, was preparing for emergencies.

Two pairs of cold eyes met each other.

Guilt toward her blood relative swirled in her gaze, mixed with determination and resignation.

Jane spoke.

“Don’t even think about laying a hand on Lily-no, the Demon King.”

“That is the seed that will bring humanity’s ruin.”

“I can handle it.”

“…What?”

The Emperor was momentarily speechless at Jane’s declaration.

The Demon King’s seal was nearly fully undone, with only a little time left.

The reason he’d informed her was to give his sister time to say goodbye to her lover.

But now she claimed to have already found a solution.

“You’re not lying, are you?”

Istvan first doubted Jane’s words.

But seeing her unwavering, confident gaze, he let out a small sigh.

“Fine. You’re not one to lie at a time like this.”

The Emperor closed his eyes slightly and asked in a voice that had softened just a bit.

“Do you need anything? Just say the word.”

The pinnacle of the continent’s power.

At the great bloodline’s declaration, the corner of Jane’s lips curled slightly.

She explained the items she needed to her now-attentive brother.

“…What? Huh? Hah…”

The Emperor’s ironclad composure began to crack visibly.

His cool face showed unmistakable bewilderment.

***

“Huuu, you wicked Bathory…”

The Demon King regained consciousness sooner than Jane expected.

But far from getting up from the bed, she could only remain sprawled out.

“Ugh, huh? Where did she go…?”

Her eyes were open, but the dreaded pleasure torture had stopped.

And her sworn enemy, Bathory’s descendant, was nowhere to be seen.

“Phew.”

The Demon King let out an unconscious sigh of relief.

But the fact that she felt relieved at Jane’s absence wounded her pride deeply.

“Tch…”

Her body was too weak to even twitch a finger.

All because of this unbearably fragile body.

The Demon King desperately fabricated excuses for her tears.

As she tried to calm her surging emotions and survey her surroundings, someone opened the door and entered.

“Oh, you’re awake?”

The Demon King, who still couldn’t even lift her head, locked eyes with Jane.

And visibly flinched in shock.

“Wh-what is thaaat…?”

Jane hadn’t returned empty-handed.

The large box in her hands looked ominous.

“Hehe.”

“N-no, I don’t want it…”

Jane’s smile was unbearably sinister.

The Demon King’s jeweled eyes instantly welled up with tears.

“It’ll be fun, hehe.”

***

Two hours had passed since Jane returned to the room.

-Bzzzt

“Nnghh… hmm, hnnbb.”

Pitiful screams and sticky moans mixed together, vibrating against eardrums.

If not for the gag muffling her mouth, the lewd cries would’ve leaked outside.

But Jane stared indifferently at the uninvited guest wearing her lover’s face.

The Demon King’s state was utterly pitiful.

Her entire body was drenched in sweat, her exposed skin glistening.

The bedsheet was already soaked beyond use.

“Nnnghh…”

The blindfold was thoroughly wet from crying, dripping steadily.

Her slender wrists and ankles were each tied to the bedposts with sturdy ropes.

No matter how much the Demon King moaned and writhed, the restraints held the fragile body firmly in place.

-Bzzzt

“Khh, hng, hnnbb!”

Suddenly, her twitching white abdomen tensed up completely.

The pleasure teetering on the edge had finally overflowed.

“Nnnbb…!”

Jane hadn’t touched her, yet the Demon King climaxed on her own.

The reason was simple.

A pair of milk extractors desperately clinging to her swollen breasts.

And the rotor inside her pussy that had been humming softly since earlier.

The box Jane brought back was filled with all sorts of adult toys.

Specifically, ones very similar to those used to torment Lily.

“Hnbb, huu, huuu…”

The Emperor’s earlier bewilderment made sense now.

Declaring she’d solve the continent’s crisis-the Demon King-with nothing but lewd toys.

The fact he didn’t explode in anger showed just how much he trusted Jane.

“Nnnghh…”

She’d definitely felt an orgasm.

But this overwhelming pleasure showed no signs of stopping.

Faced with unbearably unjust pleasure, the Demon King let out a suppressed scream.

Unfazed, Jane whispered in her ear.

“Does it feel good? I specially picked out all of Lily’s favorites.”

A tickling breath brushed against her eardrum.

But her exhausted brain couldn’t properly process the words.

“Khh, nnghh…”

The Demon King was suffering.

The milk extractors biting her nipples were painful, but…

The rotor buried deep inside, shaking her cervix directly, was driving her insane.

As the Demon King’s reactions grew faint, Jane sensed she’d pass out again if left alone and removed the gag.

“P-please…”

“Tch, so demanding. You never give me what I want.”

But she obediently turned off the rotor’s switch.

Wiping the drool from the Demon King’s chin, she said:

“I granted your request. Now it’s my turn.”

“Huh?”

An unbearably unfair game had begun.