Leaving the study, we walked down the long corridor toward the underground chamber. All the way, I was utterly captivated by the breathtaking view in front of me.
My mansion itself held no particular charm. What entranced me was the woman leading the way—Fina, completely naked. Moonlight bathed her snow-white skin in a faint golden glow. From behind, her silhouette formed the most perfect female curves on earth: graceful arch of her back, round hips, long flawless legs—together crafting a flawless work of art.
The succubus bloodline, a human branch of demonic heritage, truly is every man's ultimate treasure. Just gazing at Fina's back was enough to mesmerize me.
Suddenly, it hit me—I hadn't fucked her ass in far too long.
Fina walked ahead, golden slave collar locked around her neck, wrists and ankles shackled. A custom metal gag I'd crafted myself filled her cherry lips. Two thumb-sized luminous pearls dangled from lifelike platinum dragon-head clamps, those vicious dragon jaws biting hard into her tender nipples. The pearls gave off a soft yellow light in the darkness, serving perfectly as my guiding lantern.
This renowned empire-shaking beauty, supreme leader of the Imelo merchant clan commanding tens of thousands in the northeast, was now utterly bare—not even shoes allowed. Her only coverings were the collar on her neck and heavy shackles on her limbs.
In my mansion, Fina was no longer the empress who commanded winds and rain. She was simply my personal property. Right now, when I needed a lantern to light the way, that's all she was—a lantern.
Since meeting Fina, she had completely reshaped my life. When I was at my lowest after emotional devastation, I poured every ounce of lust into her perfect body.
Our relationship began as a fair trade.
To gain the resources to rebuild her clan and the power to avenge her family, this proud daughter of heaven willingly sold her body and soul to a devil like me—even allowing me to implant the most terrifying training curse as insurance.
The curse came from an ancient tome I treasure: the *Forbidden Training Summoning Codex*. Among ten royals or nobles, nine indulge in perversion—it's what happens when pleasure escalates beyond normal desires. This codex is the classic masterpiece created for exactly that path.
The technique used on Fina was a training art from the imperial harem thousands of years ago, banned for its extreme cruelty: the **Virgin Gu**.
As the name suggests, the Virgin Gu is a training method designed to safeguard a woman's chastity.
The gu itself is a parasitic insect that lives in the woman's womb, feeding solely on the caster's vital essence—and only his. If the host—that is, the woman—has relations with any other man, the gu rejects foreign essence and releases an overwhelmingly lethal toxin, killing both partners instantly.
Normally it remains dormant, awakening only when the host reaches extreme arousal or hasn't fed in about three months. Once awake, the Virgin Gu secretes paralytic agents and massive doses of female hormones. The host then suffers the ultimate human torment.
The paralytic stops all sensation in her erogenous zones, preventing any climb toward climax, while the hormones spike her sexual need tenfold, forcing insatiable lust with no release. Prolonged exposure drives her to mental collapse, turning her into a mindless husk. Legend says many imperial consorts went mad from this forbidden art over two thousand years ago.
The only cure is to feed the gu the caster's essence, sating it until it sleeps again.
Thus, a woman implanted with the Virgin Gu can never masturbate, can never betray the caster, and must couple with him at least every three months. Most terrifying: unlike other gu, it doesn't die with the caster—and even he cannot remove or destroy it. If he dies, the gu will still torture the host into a living vegetable.
For the naturally lustful succubus bloodline, this curse is pure agony.
Guided by this very special lantern, I reached the underground chamber. I'd brought Fina here to confirm something. Leading her into my private laboratory, she let out a soft gasp of surprise.
In the center of this massive lab—large enough for dozens of carriages—lay a naked female body floating in a pool of deep blue liquid. She wasn't as voluptuous as Fina, but her balanced proportions and graceful lines still radiated undeniable feminine allure.
The only flaw marring her beauty was her missing left arm.
Fina unconsciously stepped closer to the pool.
The woman asleep in the fluid was the gravely wounded holy elf I'd rescued on my way home days ago.
Once cleaned of blood and grime, her true face was revealed: naturally elegant features, neither Fina's sultry glamour nor Rose's cold arrogance, but a warm, gentle, dignified serenity. Silver hair shimmered like starlight, her build tall and slender—no massive breasts or hips, yet legs of flawless perfection.
Dental analysis placed her age between two hundred and two hundred ten—equivalent to about eighteen in human years. To escape the combined assault of masters like Longevity and Rose, her strength must rival theirs. For the dark elves' supreme commander to act personally, her background is certainly no small matter.
Once she awakens, I'm confident I can train her into a powerful asset.
I didn't bring Fina here to show off. I wanted an answer.
Fina studied the elf in the pool intently. A strange glint flashed in her eyes—not jealousy, but the excitement of discovering a useful tool.
In that instant, ice flooded my veins. Despair and regret crushed me.
If there had been even a hint of jealousy, it would mean she felt something for me. But this—this was the last thing I wanted. She saw the elf only as a weapon, a tool for her revenge. In her eyes, I was probably just another business counterparty.
I'd never admitted it, but I'd always known the real reason she asked me to implant the Virgin Gu wasn't to prove loyalty.
Succubus flesh combined with the Virgin Gu is an ultimate trump card no man can resist. She accepted it to maximize her chances of killing Prime Minister Herus.
Fina is truly clever—yet so very foolish.
But aren't I the same?
Forcing a woman you love, who doesn't love you back, to stay by your side forever isn't a joke. It's a lifetime of inescapable torment.
"Let's go."
Silently, I turned and walked out of the lab without looking back.
In the training chamber, Fina hung suspended by her wrists, feet off the ground, body crossed and dangling from the wooden rack. Her demonic-blooded beauty swayed in the air, sweat glistening under dim lights, flashing with every movement.
*Crack!*
"Mmph!"
I swung the whip hard across her body. From her gagged mouth came muffled cries—impossible to tell pain or pleasure.
The whip was custom-made: softer leather soaked long-term in potent aphrodisiacs. It left no real injury, only amplified arousal, forcing the victim to crave the intoxicating mix of pain and ecstasy.
I'd sold several of these special whips to the Perverted Old Man.
(Perverted Old Man: *Achoo~*)
I lashed out as if venting fury, yet after five years of training, she reveled in it. Red welts crisscrossed her noble flesh, nipples rock-hard, thick nectar trailing down her long legs, dripping from cute toes to the floor.
Fina is a true masochist—whipping, wax, needles all drive her wild. Succubus bodies are miraculous: ordinary marks vanish in half a night, restoring flawless snowy skin.
Fina is the masterpiece of some lewd god, the perfect plaything for devotees of this art.
"In the name of Sorola, I summon thee—Silver Sting Bugs."
Releasing a trickle of magic, I called forth a swarm of contracted demonic insects from another realm. Twelve fingernail-sized silver mosquitoes with long needles appeared on my shoulders and head. Fina's eyes instantly turned feverish and crazed, her body convulsing involuntarily.
Like the Virgin Gu, the Silver Sting Bugs are a secret summoning from the *Forbidden Training Summoning Codex*.
At my command, the twelve silver horrors swarmed her body. Inch-long needles pierced swollen nipples, armpits, earlobes, and every sensitive spot between her legs. Though Fina took the stings, I could vividly imagine the sensation.
The bugs tormented the stunning heiress together, slowly draining blood and fat. It looked horrific, yet the codex classifies them as beneficial: minor blood loss promotes health, fat drainage slims the figure. I haven't tested it rigorously, but it seems plausible.
Fina especially loves needles. With every sensitive point pierced, her face twisted into a dazed half-smile, half-sob, tears streaming down. But the thick fluids gushing from her pussy and racing down her legs to the floor proved those tears were pure bliss.
As Fina's expression dissolved and her eyes glazed over, a pulse reached my mind from her body—the Virgin Gu stirring.
It would fully awaken just before her long-denied climax, crushing her peak.
I remained calm, letting the bugs feast while I sat in a chair to enjoy the show.
Suddenly Fina's face contorted, her gorgeous body writhing unnaturally. She was half a step from the release she'd craved for three months. But that half-step was an uncrossable chasm—the accursed Virgin Gu had awakened.
I smiled silently, watching her fall from heaven to hell.
Shock and despair filled her eyes; her movements slowed drastically. I mentally urged both sets of forbidden insects to continue, leisurely savoring her endless oscillation between paradise and torment.
Even succubus flesh couldn't endure the combined assault of two forbidden training arts for long. After a full hour, Fina was completely broken—eyes vacant, drool trailing, every sexual response screaming, yet denied final release.
Call me twisted, but nothing thrills me more than watching a brilliant, high-status beauty slowly reduced to a mindless fuck-doll anyone could use.
With a wave, I dismissed the Silver Sting Bugs and removed her metal gag.
"Master… please… hurry… please give it to Fina Slave… I can't take it…"
"Little bitch, slurring your words like that—is that how you beg?"
"Oh… sorry… please, Master, put your treasure inside… inside Fina Slave's filthy… pussy… ahh… please!"
Pure satisfaction.
Watching this succubus-blooded stunner, this powerful merchant empress, debase herself with the lowliest pleas for me to claim her precious body—nothing compares to that male triumph.
Tonight, I will savor the greatest pleasure a man can know.