Succubus Prison

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"If prisoners don't need to be managed, then what is our job?" Vera asked, raising her hand.

Without hesitation, El replied, "These criminals weren't always so compliant. You need to learn how to discipline them, how to make them compliant, and most importantly, how to subdue souls accustomed to sin."

"Ah, this, this..."

Both succubi blushed, caught off guard and looking surprised, and somewhat at a loss for words.

El gently encouraged them: "I can see that you are all filled with lust. Don't rush to deny it. There is nothing shameful about it. You need to learn to control this emotion and not let it control you."

That might sound a bit vague, so he thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll set a goal for you. Before the end of the Flower Moon Festival, try your best not to masturbate. Instead, accumulate those feelings. I'm not asking you to suppress your desires, but to use this method to feel them, understand them, and eventually be able to use them."

Is this really useful?

Upon hearing this, Vera and Hiska both felt a hint of doubt. The latter even thought to herself that when he was with his lover, all he could think about was how to touch her breasts, buttocks, and genitals and then have sex with her, and he even talked about controlling desires and teaching them to be patient.

But what El said next took them by surprise.

"If you can do it, I will teach you a unique technique that will allow you to transform your desires into magic bullets. Of course, whether you can learn it or not is up to you."

Does this kind of magic really exist? Manipulating desires—isn't that a skill only the most advanced succubi possess?

El chuckled again, "Actually, it's not that difficult. You have to believe in your abilities."

They looked at each other and nodded. "We will try our best."

Chapter 75 New Changes, New Atmosphere

For the past few days, El has finally enjoyed a peaceful life, spending time with his various lovers and occasionally training his subordinates. However, among the citizens of the Empire, especially the female citizens, a surprising piece of news has been circulating recently: a fertility potion. A newly developed potion is being mentioned repeatedly, and some well-informed nobles have even tried it ahead of time—all of them are succubi who have difficulty conceiving and hold a certain status. After using the potion with a skeptical attitude, they were pleasantly surprised to find that they were indeed pregnant.

Actually, similar products have appeared on the market before, but none of them are absolutely effective.

If the fertility potion was initially seen as a scam, it has now become a rare and highly sought-after potion through word of mouth among its beneficiaries. No one knows who the master who developed this potion is; all that is known is that he calls himself the "Master of Desire," and it is rumored that the Royal Apothecary Association is preparing to award him this year's Golden Cauldron Award without knowing his true identity.

In addition, the production of fertility drugs is very low, and they are unavailable even if you have the money, which really annoys some women who need them.

Therefore, many noble female succubi did try to find a way to expose this master, but they were afraid that he would be angry and stop providing the potion. After all, the ingredients of this potion were very simple, and any high-level alchemist could replicate it. However, the replica did not have the magical effect of the original potion, which made the whole incident shrouded in a subtle and difficult-to-understand fog.

Nevertheless, from all indications, it is not difficult to determine one thing: this master definitely has his own unique secret recipe, and should not be offended easily.

Besides, some people have also suspected the long-lost authority of the great sin—lust, since the name "Master of Lust" is far too suggestive.

When the news reached the ears and minds of those who were interested, the situation was naturally quite different.

For example, in the magnificent Verheim Palace, the imperial princess sat on the pink throne that symbolized power. After listening to the report from her intelligence officer, her expression became very complicated. On the one hand, the sudden appearance of the suspected lustful host made her chances of inheriting the throne completely zero. On the other hand, she had a bad impression of the new lustful person and was somewhat dissatisfied with this sneaky and shady behavior.

She even tasted the potion herself and told her subordinates three words: "It's a bit fishy." After a moment of contemplation, she calmly analyzed, "It seems that our new Lust is not of noble birth, and her experiences have not been smooth sailing. Therefore, she is in a state of distrust towards the Empire and does not even dare to seek status and honor. She only dares to remain silent and use her power to seek profit. In that case, she is very likely an ordinary succubus from the bottom of society, or even someone who, before being chosen by Lust, had been engaged in some dirty and lowly professions, such as prostitutes."

In a succubus's dictionary, prostitutes and beggars are probably synonyms—they lie naked on the bed, letting men from the lower classes come in, vent their frustrations, and then leave, without being picky at all, which is no different from begging.

If a succubus has degenerated to this extent, it means she has lost all fighting spirit and ambition, and is only concerned with basic survival.

The princess immediately ordered, "From now on, conduct a thorough investigation of all brothels within the capital, focusing on their connection to the apothecary. We must find this 'Master of Lust.' Report to me immediately if you have any information."

It's important to understand that in the Empire, due to the long lifespan of succubi, the number of newborns is actually steadily increasing. However, this rate of increase is far from meeting the rulers' expectations. The princess believes that if the number of succubi increases significantly, then the goddess Sallo, who is the mother of the succubus race in the heavens, or rather, the mother goddess, will experience a qualitative leap in divine power and faith. At that time, counterattacking and annexing other pantheons will not be a dream.

Therefore, the power of lust is absolutely indispensable.

……

Meanwhile, after a busy day, El received a crystal communication from the "landlord" Marquis Rhine's family. It seemed to be the same maid, Letenice, who had signed the rental contract with him last time. After a brief greeting, she invited him to meet.

El was indeed somewhat surprised, but he gladly accepted the invitation.

The meeting place was arranged at the potion shop called Baccano! owned by El. In the past few days, he would only show up when restocking, and otherwise naturally took on the role of "hands-off manager".

He stopped Fate from hugging his arm with a look, casually stroked her hair, and ignored the hint of resentment in the girl's eyes.

El turned and invited the maid, Letenice, to the second floor for a talk. Although she was just a maid, he still felt that her identity was not simple. Even if his intuition was wrong, he should act as a gentleman in front of a beautiful lady with a graceful figure who liked to wear pretty maid dresses with black stockings and a section of snow-white thighs exposed in the middle.

The two sat down in a room facing the street, exchanging polite smiles. Looking out the window, they could see the sign for the alchemy workshop across the street. Pedestrians mingled on the street, and horse-drawn carriages and steam buses traveled on different sections of the road, their exhaust pipes constantly spewing white smoke.

This new mode of transportation, created by human inventors, is not only expensive and noisy, but it can also sometimes frighten ordinary horses and cause traffic accidents. However, Her Highness the Princess defied public opinion and, as the Queen had done in the past, chose to strongly support human ingenuity.

In fact, experience has shown that the development and progress of society over the past few centuries have mostly come from human ingenuity and invention. Although many people are unable to use magic due to their lack of talent, they have developed their own "magic". The strong prey on the weak with strength and speed, while the weak evolve into the strong with wisdom and tools. This is the way of survival for the weak.

El saw a sticky, excrement-covered dung-eating slime suddenly jump out of the drainpipe. These translucent magical creatures are widely used in the city's sewage purification system, but they are essentially "moving poop," and pedestrians on the street pinched their noses and avoided them.

This amused El, who smiled knowingly.

In reality, the roads themselves weren't much cleaner. Not to mention going back several decades, people would often get their boots dirty from people carelessly dumping excrement, urine, and horse manure on the roads.

The Empire has become increasingly focused on hygiene, regarding it as a sign of civilization. Gradually, they have moved from using public outdoor toilets to using private bathrooms, and from chamber pots to flush toilets. These subtle changes are not something the succubi are willing to condescend to design or plan, since urine and menstrual blood are merely blasphemous spellcasting materials to them.

"What are you looking at?" the maid asked with a smile. "You seem to be having a lot of fun."

"It's nothing," El said seriously. He couldn't very well say that he was watching an escaped dung-eating slime chasing after passersby; that would be too perverse.

Chapter 76 Trading and Blessing

"Then I'll just get straight to the point. I heard you sell 'fertility potions' here, is that true?" the maid asked with a smile.

El feigned surprise and nodded. "That's right, but unfortunately, there's only one bottle in the store right now. I plan to use it as the store's prized possession to attract customers."

Seeing this, the maid continued, "I see. Then may I ask where you got it?"

Al made a recalling expression, "A beautiful lady brought it to my shop to sell. I wasn't there at the time. If you really want to know more details, you can ask my shop manager."

"Then it's troublesome."

So El simply summoned the shopkeeper, a succubus, and under her calm narration, a story unfolded:

As evening approached and the day's work was drawing to a close, a beautiful young woman entered the shop. She had captivating blue eyes and an extremely alluring figure. Despite it being a warm spring day, she wore a velvet hood with silver buckles. She took out a bottle of potion from her bosom and asked if she would like to buy it.

The pharmacist was astonished to discover that the potion was actually a fertility aid made by the Master of Love and Desire, which was currently in high demand and very valuable, so he decided to buy it.

A thoughtful expression appeared on the maid's pretty face. After a moment, she nodded. "It's similar to what I've learned elsewhere. As far as I know, this mysterious potion originally came from a beautiful succubus who gave it to us for free." She turned to El and smiled, "Did you know about this?"

"Is that so?"

Al's acting skills weren't particularly outstanding, but at least he was able to control them well.

In fact, the mastermind behind the whole thing was this current lustful man, and the potion was also a result of him using his power to proliferate and bless ordinary potions.

As for the seller of the potion, it was Eliza, who had been disguised and physically modified by him using lust-based magic. Originally, she had a mature figure, but after El's adjustments, her breasts and buttocks became like those of a young girl, and her pupils and hair color were also changed accordingly, ensuring that no one could associate the two completely different images together.

"Would you be willing to part with this potion?" the maid asked, revealing her true purpose for coming.

She sighed, looking at him helplessly, her voice filled with pity, "Alas! To be honest, our Marquis often feels sad because of Miss Anna who has gone astray, which has seriously affected his health. If we could have another child, perhaps this joy could help to dilute the sorrow."

El was slightly surprised and said, "You asked me to meet you just to tell me this?"

Is this something a maid should be concerned with? Or is she trying to use this to climb the social ladder and become the marquis's mistress?

“I must say, I deeply respect my… Marquis, just as you respect your father and mother, Mr. El.” Faced with his strange gaze, she did not become angry or embarrassed, but instead explained very sincerely.

“Alright, the point of opening a shop is to do business. At this time, we should sell the potions to those who need them most.” El said softly, “I’ll just take 20% of the market price, I won’t charge more.”

"Thank you for your generosity; it has helped me resolve a great problem." The maid stood up, bowed to him in gratitude, revealing a glimpse of her fair and delicate skin on her chest, which was quickly covered again, the glimpses of skin only fueling the imagination.

Then Al ordered the shop assistant to bring out a container that looked like a jewelry box. Inside, padded with a beautiful gold-plated syringe, was the deluxe version of the fertility drug.

Seeing this, the maid smiled knowingly and praised in a gentle voice, "It's not that I'm trying to compare you to those businessmen, but you really have a knack for making money."

"It's not that exaggerated. I just understand the preferences of nobles better than the average person."

She smiled and said, "Well then, to show the friendship between our two families, I'll personally decide to waive one year's rent for you."

"Is this for real?" El replied just as readily, "May our friendship last forever."

……

Back in the prison, Al walked down the corridor and stopped in front of a cell.

Eliza lay naked on the bed, breathing heavily. No matter how much she kneaded her breasts or explored the space between her legs, she couldn't reach orgasm through masturbation. She was covered in sweat, and drool clung to her lips. When she saw El outside the door, her eyes widened in panic. She sat up and knelt before him.

"I'm sorry, please punish me."

She craved recognition and attention so much that she willingly accepted both punishment and reward.

Al said calmly, "Is this your goal? For the next week, I will treat you as if you don't exist. If it happens again, it will prove that you are worthless to me. I don't need dishonest tools."

Eliza was stunned by his words and immediately revealed her true form, kneeling on the ground with her hands folded under her horns in front of her forehead, her buttocks naturally raised, her back bent, and her bat wings and tail tucked in.

El thought for a moment, then casually took out a sex toy from his backpack. As Eliza knelt on the cold ground, breathing heavily with unease, she suddenly felt a foreign object being inserted into her unsuspecting anus. At the same time, the object, which looked like a brush, had hair that landed on her sensitive area, giving her an itchy stimulation.

"Female dogs should have their own tails. When they're bored, they should learn to bite their own tails."

After saying that, El turned and left.

After a long while, Eliza raised her head, turned around and saw that there was a fake tail behind her. She was dazed and felt dizzy with happiness. Her master had actually put this prop, which symbolized his love on her, on her. She stuck out her tongue and kept crawling on the ground with a sickly smile on her face, determined never to stand up and walk again in her life.

Vera and Hiska noticed this scene and couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.

Vera murmured, "Hey, this is terrifying."

Hisska said with a sigh, "So, we should never make Commander Sui angry, or he'll turn us into slutty bitches."

Suddenly, a thought popped into her mind: it didn't seem so bad. Letting the handsome officer play with her to her heart's content, living in a state of pleasure and shame all day long, forever lingering in the hell of climax and stagnation. Scenes full of lust kept flashing through her mind. In that instant, as if she had received divine revelation, she trembled with excitement and then fainted.

Chapter 77 My Sister's Arrival, Deception, and Sneak Attack

"Whoo~"

Hisska woke up from her sleep feeling drenched in sweat. Her once dry underwear was now soaked through, and it seemed as if water could be squeezed out with the slightest pressure.

She slowly sat up in bed, observing her surroundings. She realized she seemed to be in a hospital, and her previously calm mood became flustered. She couldn't help but wonder what was going on.

Suddenly, she felt dizzy and her mind was filled with all sorts of random thoughts.

Moreover, it seems that something extraordinary happened in her dream, but she doesn't remember anything about it.

She quickly put those feelings behind her; since nothing was wrong, it was time to leave.

It was just a minor incident at work.

……

Meanwhile, Vera dragged her tired body home and collapsed onto the living room sofa without a second thought.

"Sister, you're back~"

Then Vera saw her younger sister rush towards her, both surprised and delighted. She instinctively hugged her sister and couldn't help but take a deep breath. The feeling of her fatigue being instantly healed made her feel incredibly satisfied.

Vivian squinted her eyes, then escaped from her sister's arms, suddenly turned and ran into the kitchen, and came out again a moment later, carefully holding a glass of milk in her hand. "Sister, drink milk, it can fill your stomach and is good for your skin."

Vera glanced at her younger sister and sensed that the little one seemed a bit different today, but she didn't think much of it.

Thinking that it was her sister's kind gesture, she drank it down even though she wasn't hungry. About ten minutes later, the medicine started to take effect.

Vera didn't think much of it, said that her sister was sleepy, and went back to her room to sleep.

Vivian followed her sister and saw her lying on the bed, fast asleep with the door open. A smug smile crept across her face. She then went into the room and climbed into her sister's bed.

"Sister..." She gazed at Vera, who was sleeping sweetly in bed like Sleeping Beauty from a fairy tale, and gently stroked her face, softly calling out to her, "Happy time is about to begin~"

There were no outsiders present at the moment, and she made no attempt to hide her gaze. Her eyes were already fixed on her sister's firm breasts, and she sighed softly, "Such an erotic body, why doesn't my sister make good use of it? If you just threw those breasts hard at Lord El's face, he wouldn't be able to stand it... But it was Hisska who awakened her true nature first."

Vivian shook her head helplessly, giving her sister a mischievous smile. "Perhaps my help wasn't enough. Sister needs to become even more promiscuous to catch the goddess's eye."

As she spoke, she took out her lust artifact, the Key of Love, and used it as a medium to activate lust-based magic. It was still a series of pleasure enhancements combined with strict masturbation commands, which violently impacted Vera's brain, which was already barely able to control its lust. It seemed to arouse her desires immediately, and soon, even in her sleep, her two nipples stood erect.

Vera unconsciously began to take off her pajamas, then kept stroking her breasts, her smooth and soft breasts changing shape in her palms.

"That's right, that's more like it."

Vivian continued to look down, but then she froze. Her sister refused to put her hand down to her vagina, as if it were an insurmountable taboo.

"Hypnosis? Psychological suggestion?" Vivian murmured to herself, then looked at him with pity. "Poor sister, Lord El has forbidden her from masturbating."

His expression was somewhat conflicted, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "In that case, we'll just have to leave it at that for tonight."

Thinking this, she skipped out of the room, lost in thought.

"It seems I need to find some time to meet with Lord El as soon as possible."

……

At night, the moonlight shone on Black Claw Castle. El and his sister exchanged a smile, but remained silent.

Satella gently tugged at her sexy sweater with her fingers, revealing a perfectly placed nipple window at the cleavage. Her full breasts were stretched taut by the slightly narrow sweater, making them appear exceptionally proud, and her fair skin peeked out from the center, exuding an alluring milky fragrance.

"This is where you put that, isn't it?" Satella thought to herself, and without a care, she knelt down in front of her brother, gently took his penis, and stuffed it into her breasts. She was immediately swallowed up by his soft, cotton-like breasts.