Chapter 7

Karl leaned comfortably against the rock, eyes closed, enjoying the inexperienced service of this stunning succubus. Her touch was light, with an undisguised tremor, and this naive reaction aroused his desire more than any skillful technique.

He could feel her buttocks, pressed tightly against his thighs underwater, trembling slightly. Her two full, soft breasts occasionally brushed against his side due to her movements, bringing an extremely slippery sensation.

"Wash the rest of the body clean too," Karl commanded casually, his eyes closed, his tone matter-of-fact.

Her movements froze instantly, her entire body stiff as if petrified. Cleaning...her lower body? That thing that had just violently violated her, and which was probably still erect...

The overwhelming shame nearly made her faint. But the power of the contract relentlessly drove her forward. She bit her lower lip so hard it almost bled, and her trembling hand hesitated before slowly reaching into the water.

The spring water was so clear that one could vaguely see everything underwater. When her slightly cool, trembling fingertips finally touched that enormous thing, which was still astonishingly large even when it was at rest, both of them shuddered simultaneously.

Karl let out a comfortable sigh. She, on the other hand, jerked as if electrocuted, trying to pull her hand back, but forcibly restrained herself.

That thing...it was so hot...so hard...even in warm water, she could still feel its terrifying hardness and scorching temperature, the veins on it throbbing in her palm. Just holding it made her panic, and a shameful, familiar emptiness and throbbing arose deep within her body.

She closed her eyes, afraid to look, and could only carefully and clumsily wrap her soapy hands around the enormous thing, sliding them up and down to wash it. Occasionally, the glans would brush against her soft palm, sending shivers down her spine with a strange sensation.

Karl's breathing became noticeably heavier. He opened his eyes and looked at the succubus in his arms, her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling, her face full of shame and indignation yet **** to submit—a tempting sight. In the misty steam, her exquisite face gained an even more hazy allure.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist as she was washing, stopping her.

She opened her eyes in surprise, her purple eyes filled with confusion and fear.

Karl's lips curled into a wicked smile, and his other hand suddenly reached underwater, spreading her legs apart without warning, and two fingers roughly piercing into her still red, swollen, and wet honey hole!

"Ahhh—!" Caught off guard, she let out a sharp cry, her body jerking upwards before collapsing into Karl's arms.

“Here…” Karl’s fingers dug maliciously inside, bringing out more warm honey that mixed with the spring water, “…also needs to be cleaned properly, it’s full of my stuff.”

He held up his fingers, still wet with her love juice, and said in a teasing and commanding tone, "Lick it clean with your mouth."

boom--!

These words struck like a thunderbolt, shattering her last shred of dignity. She licked...the traces he left behind...

Raine's will roared in fierce resistance, but her body, under the influence of the contract and some developed, corrupt instinct, produced a shameful reaction. Tears welled up in her purple eyes again, but she was powerless to resist.

Under Karl's intensely oppressive and expectant gaze, she trembled and lowered her head extremely slowly, slightly parting her red lips and sticking out her small, fragrant tongue, like the most lowly ****, shamefully and slowly licking Karl's fingers.

Her tongue tasted a slightly fishy flavor, carrying her own body odor mixed with his strong scent. This taste made her dizzy, made her nauseous, yet strangely ignited a flame deep within her.

With her eyes closed, she humiliatingly sucked on her own bodily fluids, her cheeks flushed crimson.

Karl watched this lewd scene with satisfaction, enjoying the soft, wet touch of her tongue and the ultimate psychological thrill of conquest.

Once she had finally licked it clean, he withdrew his fingers and commanded again, "And here, clean that too." He pointed to his enormous, fully erect penis underwater, veins bulging.

This time, she didn't show excessive shock, but her eyes were even more empty and ****, as if she had resigned herself to her fate. She took a deep breath and slowly sank her body into the rippling hot spring water, submerging her head underwater.

Her long, purple hair floated and spread out like seaweed.

Karl could feel a warm, moist, and extremely soft mouth carefully enveloping his burning tip.

"Uh..." He tilted his head back comfortably, his Adam's apple bobbing.

The underwater service was clumsy yet incredibly stimulating. She seemed to lack technique, merely sucking and swallowing instinctively, occasionally her pearly teeth would accidentally scrape against something, causing a slight pain, but only adding to the excitement. The water rippled with her movements, occasionally bringing her exquisite face to the surface, her purple eyes dreamy, her cheeks puffed out, and a mixture of saliva and spring water spilling from the corners of her mouth, before she submerged again.

This dual impact of sight and touch quickly brought Karl to the brink of explosion.

He suddenly reached out, grabbed her long purple hair, pulled her head out of the water, and, ignoring her coughing as she choked on the water, flipped her over so that she was facing away from him, lying face down on the smooth obsidian at the edge of the hot spring.

Her full, snowy buttocks emerged from the water, shimmering alluringly in the cave's dim light, her mysterious valley and slightly swollen clitoris exposed to Karl's eyes without any concealment.

Without any foreplay, Karl, holding his engorged penis, thrust into him again from behind!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

A mournful, high-pitched cry echoed through the cave once more, accompanied by even more intense sounds of water and the collision of flesh...

The long "cleansing" has finally come to an end.

Karl leaned contentedly against the hot spring, cradling the succubus **** in his arms, utterly exhausted, her eyes glazed, barely able to float with his support. Her skin was flushed pink from the afterglow of her orgasm, and she twitched slightly from time to time, so sensitive.

Karl toyed with a strand of her wet purple hair, looking at the eerie tattoo on her lower abdomen, feeling a surge of exhilarating control.

He knew this was just the beginning. With such a tireless and incredibly sensitive succubus ****, he had plenty of time and means to enjoy this exclusive and ultimate "sexual bliss."

He lowered his head, bit her sensitive earlobe, and whispered, "Remember, from now on, whenever I want something, you have to give it to me. This is your duty as my ****."

The delicate body in his arms trembled violently, finally uttering a weak and submissive voice: "...Yes, Master."

The ripples in the hot spring gradually subsided, and the rising steam dissipated slightly, revealing Karl's well-trained and robust physique and the soft, fragrant body of the succubus in his arms, marked with signs of submission. He let out a satisfied sigh, his arms still possessively embracing Lilith's slender yet voluptuous waist, his fingers unconsciously caressing her smooth, slightly undulating abdomen, feeling the warmth emanating from the newly formed succubus tattoo beneath, a symbol of absolute possession.

Lilith nestled weakly in his arms, her long, wet violet hair clinging to Karl's chest, her own cheeks, and her neck, adding to her fragile beauty after being abused. Her eyes were half-closed, tiny droplets of water still clinging to her long eyelashes, whether from the steam of the hot spring or from tears that hadn't yet dried. The ****, continuous orgasms and the soul-deep vow of submission had drained all her strength, leaving even her fingertips limp and unable to move. The terrifying sensation of being completely filled, crushed, and conquered still lingered within her, mixed with the irresistible warm current of submission brought by the contract, leaving her mind blank, with only her body instinctively nestled against her master.

Karl savored the tranquility and sense of control that followed his conquest for a moment, then shifted. He released his embrace, stood up, and the hot spring water gushed down his well-defined muscles. He made no attempt to conceal his still-erect, even more spirited, masculine symbol, amplified by the recent "cleansing" and subsequent "punishment," which still glistened with a hint of ambiguous moisture.

Lilith lost her support and swayed slightly, barely managing to stay afloat by bracing herself with her arms on the smooth bottom of the pool. She looked up at Karl with hazy purple eyes, a hint of helplessness born of not being able to follow instructions.

Karl glanced at her, his gaze like that of someone appraising a beautiful but unremarkable possession. He stepped out of the hot spring, picked up the tattered but still functional clothing and armor lying on the ground, and began to put them on, one by one. The metal plates clanged together with a cold, hard sound, a stark contrast to his earlier fiery, aggressive demeanor.

He dressed himself with practiced ease, finally hanging his longsword back at his waist. When he turned around and looked at the hot spring again, he had regained his cool, adventurous demeanor, only now his eyes held an undisguised smugness and arrogance befitting a victor and possessor.

His gaze fell upon Lilith, still completely naked, immersed in the gently rippling pinkish-purple spring water. Steam enveloped her breathtaking body, her purple hair clung to her snow-white skin, and her nipples, subtly erect from the cool water and her continued sensitivity, resembled alluring ripe fruit. Her amethyst eyes gazed at him, filled with weariness, lingering humiliation, and a kind of… dependent bewilderment forcibly bound by the contract.

Karl frowned. Taking her out like this was clearly not an option. Although her body was incredibly alluring, and her nakedness would satisfy his possessiveness and visual pleasure even more, they were, after all, about to enter human territory. He needed clothes that could cover her body without completely concealing her seductive qualities, and that clearly identify her.

He himself naturally didn't have any clothes suitable for women, especially for her body type.

“Wait here,” Karl commanded, his voice regaining its usual calmness, yet carrying an undeniable authority. “I’ll be back soon.”

"Master...where are you going?" Her voice was weak, trembling slightly, and damp with moisture, making her sound exceptionally delicate and pitiful. This wasn't entirely a pretense; the power of the contract made it impossible for her to bear his departure, even for a moment. Deeper within, the remaining fragments of Rein's consciousness were also suffocating with despair at the prospect of being abandoned alone in this nest filled with decadence and painful memories.

"Go find something to cover yourself." Karl's voice was deliberately cold to suppress the urge to press her against the poolside and ravage her again. "Stay put and don't run around."

The last four words carried a clear command and warning. The power of the contract made her tremble slightly, and she obediently lowered her head: "Yes, Master."

Karl said no more, turned and strode toward the lair's exit. The heavy soles of his boots struck the obsidian floor with a clear and resolute echo, each sound like a blow to Lilith's heart, proclaiming a temporary separation and absolute dominance.

The footsteps faded into the distance, eventually disappearing completely at the end of the winding passage. A deathly silence fell over the depths of the lair.

Once Lilith was sure Karl was gone, her body, which had been holding on, went limp. She hugged her bare arms and slowly curled up in the hot spring water, leaving only her head above the surface. The warm water enveloped her, but it couldn't dispel the coldness and despair that spread from the depths of her heart.

She... was left alone in this place.