Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Otherworld Demon King Survival Guide.

Episode 88: The Naughty Nun Reika (3)

“Ugh! Ugh! Damn it…!”

Perhaps shocked by having blurted out her name in pain, Sister Reika began to cry. It must have been a big blow to her pride.

I understood that feeling.

“Don’t cry too much. It must be painful, right? You had no choice but to speak.”

So I said, trying to comfort her. If I kept causing pain and then offered comfort and persuasion. Eventually, she would choose the easier path.

The path where it was easier to just speak than cry out in pain.

“Shut up…!”

“After all, I was the one who told you to speak. It’s not your fault, Sister.”

“Shut up, just shut up!”

“Sister Reika. Seems like you need some manners.”

“Ah! Don’t do it!”

Sister Reika screamed when I raised my finger threateningly.

“You crazy rapist! Is it that fun to torture a woman! You, becoming all arrogant just because I said my name…!”

“No.”

But she kept calling me a rapist.

“Calling me a rapist, isn’t that a bit much?”

“So, are you saying you’re not?”

I couldn’t take it anymore.

Squish.

I grabbed Sister Reika’s right breast.

“Ah!”

Such a soft breast. Squishy and tender, it felt like it would melt in my hand, about the same size as Sharan. Similar to Lumica, I guessed. But it felt slightly different because she was human.

Squeeze, squeeze.

In that state, I kneaded Sister Reika’s breast.

“You disgusting thing! Ugh!”

Her face blushed with shame. She flailed and struggled against my hold. Watching Reika resist like this, I felt my primal urges surge.

Press.

While kneading her breast, I gently pressed on Reika’s nipple.

“You bastard…! Treating my nipple like that…!”

It was such a violent reaction, which I quite enjoyed.

Humiliating her to lead her to sexual depravity. That was one way. The demon control technique worked better on someone who was weakened. Whether it was physically or mentally, corrupting and breaking their spirit increased the likelihood of it working, even on a human.

“Ugh! You despicable thing! Aren’t you ashamed?”

“Shouldn’t you be the one feeling ashamed?”

“Damn it!”

While I was teasing Sister Reika’s breast, I became curious. What would happen if I infused magic into her nipple?

I acted on this thought immediately.

Poke.

“Ah?”

The sister felt something and looked at me. Within a second, her face contorted.

“You… did this to my nipple… Ahhhhh! Ah! Ah! Ahhh!”

Thump, thump!

Sister Reika cried and flailed in pain from her right nipple. Her breast shook with each movement. Should I do the same to the left one? So I infused magic into her left nipple, too.

“Stop! Stop it!”

“Sister. Let’s keep it nice.”

“Fuck, damn it…! Damn!”

As Sister Reika writhed in agony, I reached out and grabbed both of her breasts. In that state, I freely kneaded her breasts, satisfying my desire.

“Growl!”

Like this.

As I harassed and molested Sister Reika, my heart surged with excitement. Or, more precisely, the magic inside me was surging…!

Instinctively, I felt it!

My magic power was getting stronger!

“Get your filthy hands off! Ugh!”

As I thought!

My magic power strengthened when I was sexually in contact with a woman. This could be a trait of my race. The Duchess mentioned she was a hybrid of Baphomet and a succubus. Then, it was likely that I had inherited some of that power.

Thinking this, I gripped Sister Reika’s breast even tighter.

“Ah…! Ahhh!”

Her nipples were already erect.

“Sister. Do you feel it?”

“Shut up…! Who says I feel anything!”

“But your nipples are standing so erect.”

“Don’t spout nonsense, you bastard!”

“Still so fierce. Fine. Once more.”

“Wait…!”

“Wait?”

“…”

Looking at her face.

“Ugh!”

Sister Reika glared at me with a face full of hostility.

“Don’t do it…!”

“Would you like me to stop?”

“…”

“Well, okay.”

Then it was question time.

Swipe.

I immediately removed my hand from her breast.

“Sister Reika. Which god do you believe in?”

“…”

Then, I threw the first question leisurely. The night was long, and this sister was confined by me. There was plenty of time.

“If you don’t answer, I’ll do it again.”

“…The Goddess of Light.”

“The Goddess of Light?”

“…”

She nodded her head while glaring at me.

Good.

It seemed like she was starting to cooperate.

“What kind of god is the Goddess of Light?”

“The creator of all things… like a mother… you bastard.”

“You could have left off that last part.”

Anyway, let’s leave religious talk for later. That was not what was important right now.

“Well, you’ve spoken well. Thank you, Sister Reika.”

“Ridiculous.”

“Where did you come from, Sister?”

She closed her mouth again.

“…”

She was glaring at me while taking deep breaths. So, I raised my index finger.

At that moment.

“Th-, the Convent of the Goddess!”

“Pardon?”

“I came from the Convent of the Goddess!”

She said this in a very urgent tone.

“Is there only one religion of the Goddess in the world?”

“Pakel Barony’s Trimar branch…! That’s where I came from!”

Pakel Barony? Trimar?

Trimar was a city. Was it part of the Pakel Barony? I understood that much. So, Trimar was the nearest human city?

“Where is Trimar?”

“What?”

Confused.

“You… what are you? Where are you from that you don’t know that…?”

“Just answer the question.”

“No way!”

It seemed that I had no choice.

Suddenly.

I grabbed Sister Reika’s breast.

“Ah!”

As I did, I gently pressed her already erect nipple as if imprinting my fingerprint.

“Stop it! You bastard! Stop it! Don’t play with my nipples with those disgusting hands!”

“Answer me.”

“It’s right in front, a five-day walk!”

Five days?

A five-day distance to a human city?

Damn.

This was bad, wasn’t it? It was only that far away?

“Five days. So, Sister, you’ve been exploring the forest for five days?”

“Yes!”

I persistently asked about the direction and method of her journey.

To summarize, the area where my dungeon was located was about a five-day march east of a city called Trimar.

This… I nearly messed up not knowing this.

It was surprisingly close.

“Good. Sister Reika. Next question. Why did you enter this forest?”

“I came to find the baron’s son! He went missing, and I came looking for him to earn some money!”

“To earn money?”

Didn’t the work of a nun pay well?

“Just… that’s all it was… Sob! I came with adventurers to earn some money… Damn… then this monster appeared, Sob!”

Sister Reika started crying.

“Those bastards! They all ran away! I could have won! Damn it! Damn it! Why did this happen to me…!”

A trivial reason to enter the forest.

But then she met me.

It was inevitable. It seemed she had judged that she had to kill me. A wicked being, naturally, she thought she had to fight. And I, of course, couldn’t let an intruder go.

It just had to be this way.

I wouldn’t show mercy.

“Sister. Don’t cry.”

“Don’t comfort me, you disgusting rapist! Sob!”

“Well, we fought for bad reasons, but this is how it turned out.”

I stroked her bangs as I spoke.

“Don’t touch me!”

“If you answer my questions properly, I promise to treat you well. Of course, if you don’t cooperate, you’ll only experience pain.”

Now, the outline had become clear.

It was worth capturing her.

“Do you understand?”

“…”

“Then, Sister. Next question. How many clergymen like yourself are in the convent where you stayed?”

Assessing the size of the enemy.

“What?!”

But the sister seemed shocked.

Why?

“Are you asking me to betray my colleagues?! I absolutely can’t do that!”

“…”

She said she couldn’t.

But she’d speak soon enough.

“Sister. As I said, it will be hard if you don’t cooperate.”

“Ha, ha! Go to hell! You rapist!”

It was time to provoke her.

Softly.

I caressed her abdomen. So soft, white, and delicate. It was pleasurable to touch.

“Purr.”

Like this.

I moved my hand further down.

“Huh?!”

I touched Sister Reika’s vagina, tightly closed by her plump labia. I spread the labia with my fingers, exposing the buried clitoris, and gently rubbed it with my fingertips.

Zzubweub…

“Ah! Haha! Do such disgusting acts as much as you want! You’re just a rapist who can’t do anything unless a woman is tied up!”

“Be quiet.”

All this while.

Having spent nights with two women, Sharan and Lumica, I had caressed their bodies endlessly. Handling a woman like this was nothing for me.

Squish squish.

Squish squish.

Squish squish.

Using my technique, I teased Sister Reika’s vagina.

Rubbing it.

Pressing it.

Gently touching it.

Erecting her clitoris.

“Ugh…! Urgh!”

Flailing.

Sister Reika shook her lower body and turned her head left and right. She was trying to resist the pleasure. Of course, resisting was futile. This was my dungeon. And she was tied up.

I would bring her to a climax like this.

Zzub zzub.

As I continued touching her.

Soon, my hand was drenched with Sister Reika’s fluids. It was starting to flow.

“Sister. You’re quite lewd, aren’t you? To feel this way in such a situation.”

“Shut… up! Who said I felt anything!”

I kept teasing her non-stop as we talked.

Squish squish.

Squish squish.

Squish squish.

“Ah! Ahh! Ugh…! Damn, damn it…!”

She was feeling it.

Sharan and Lumica didn’t feel anything at first. Could it be that she was developed from doing things like masturbation?

“Try all you want! I won’t submit!”

“Sister. You’re too sensitive.”

“Nonsense!”

“Could it be that you masturbate despite being a nun?”

“What, what?!”

I struck a nerve.

“So that’s how it is. Indeed.”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

While talking, very suddenly.

Poke.

I infused my magic into Sister Reika’s erect clitoris.