The demon extracts semen

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To her master, Margalette, Emilia was absolutely loyal, so she exceptionally granted Emilia

a vacation each time. When Emilia was away, the position of head maid of Noyendorff Castle was

filled by the deputy head maid, which meant, for Margalette, the quality of meals and daily life would significantly decrease.
"Emilia, go pick one of the men captured in the dungeon and take him home."
"Really...really?"
Emilia was quite surprised by her mistress's unexpected reward.
As she hesitated whether to accept, Margalette spoke:
"That's right, enjoy this fulfilling vacation...hehe."
Margalette smiled and walked towards her room.

Only extremely outstanding men would become the targets of Noyendorff's hunt.
Grateful for this unexpected reward, Emilia chose a man, a young man—though she couldn't say she liked him, she just felt a certain curiosity about him.
So Emilia led him to her carriage back to her territory—of course, the man had no idea what awaited him.

The young man sat in the swaying carriage, his mind a jumble of confusion.
He'd been inexplicably captured and brought to Noyendorf Castle, and like everyone else, he was to die in the cruel, heartless lord's "game."
But she had rescued him—yes, it was that beautiful maid.
From the moment he was imprisoned, the young man had noticed the woman responsible for their meals. A black Russian-style dress, a white apron, white hair ornaments—both her appearance and attire clearly identified her as a maid.

But she seemed to emanate an aura of loneliness—a loneliness that defied description, a feeling of not belonging to this world.
"You—
why did she save me?
Who is she—" Countless questions swirled in the young man's mind.
"...My name is Emilia. Nice to meet you, Master."
The maid bowed gracefully and introduced herself.
"Emilia...Miss? My name is—"
A slender hand in a white silk glove stopped the young man's self-introduction.
"—Names are completely unnecessary.
Your name means nothing to me—Master.
" "...!?"
A cold voice echoed in the quiet carriage.
The young man felt a chill run down his spine.
But, for a moment, it seemed that the aura around Emilia softened.
"Um...am I your master?"
Considering his situation, it was clear that Emilia was the one in a superior position.
He had absolutely no reason to receive respect.
"Besides that, I don't know how to get along with others—"
Emilia said, then fell silent again.
"..."
So, the young man could only shut his mouth.
The two sat silently in the swaying carriage.

"Wow, what a huge house..."
The young man muttered softly, gazing up at the mansion before him.
This was an enormous, luxurious mansion reserved for the highest nobility.
The exterior of the house was breathtakingly opulent.
Emilia's status in the Demon Realm was evident in her ability to live in such a lavish home.
"...Nothing strange about it. Well, Master, please come this way for a moment—"
The young man followed Emilia aimlessly.
Of course, the interior was equally astonishingly spacious.
Luxurious decorations stretched from the entrance hallway into a seemingly endless corridor—
and there was no sense of anyone else in the house.
The atmosphere made it feel less like a "home" and more like an abandoned villa.
"Miss Emilia...is there...no one else here?"
"This is the Demon Realm. Aside from sex slaves, there are no other humans here."
Emilia smiled slightly.
It was the first time the young man had ever seen her smile.
"Besides, I have no family, no one lives with me, not even a servant. I live alone in this house."
"Is that so..."
The spacious, frighteningly quiet house was filled with an eerily silent atmosphere.
Completely devoid of life, this large house was a place of utter loneliness that could drive one mad.
Just standing in the entryway was enough to send chills down one's spine.
"Alright, this way—"
The young man followed Emilia down the eerily quiet hallway.
The decorations were a little dirty, and the furniture had a thin layer of dust.
"It's a little dirty... Ah, I'm sorry."
Looking at the house, so incongruous with Emilia's impeccable image, the young man couldn't help but voice his thoughts—
realizing his rudeness, he quickly apologized to Emilia.
"I'm so sorry, I can only come back once a week, I don't have time to clean."
"I'm sorry..."
The young man apologized again for his impoliteness.
She still returned to this empty house once a week.
There wasn't a single person cleaning the house; the spacious mansion seemed impossible to clean completely.

"Alright, Master, please stand in the middle of this room."
The young man was led to a stone room, practically a prison.
Although sunlight streamed in through a small window with iron bars, the room remained dimly lit.
A broom, mop, bucket, vacuum cleaner, and other cleaning tools were placed nearby.
The combination of the shabby room and the cleaning supplies felt very strange.
Was this where the cleaning tools were kept...?

"The middle... is this...?"
The young man stood in the center of the room as Emilia instructed.
At that moment, a clanging sound came from the ceiling.
It was two chains with handcuffs at the ends—
"Huh...!? Whoa!"
The young man was completely caught off guard; his hands were instantly handcuffed.
His body was suspended in a 'Y' shape, completely unable to resist.
Emilia simply stood there quietly—no, her right hand was still pressing a light switch on the wall.
Undoubtedly, she was the one who set this trap.
"Why... why...! Miss Emilia...?"
The young man's eyes widened as he twisted his body, trying to break free.
But his arms were bound by chains, and he couldn't break free at all.
"Master's body must be quite filthy. It's necessary to clean it properly..."
In that instant, the young man saw an expression on Emilia's face that he had never seen before.
An expression as cold as ice, as if she didn't care about anything.
A gaze that looked down on men, and an attitude that seemed to be enjoying the young man's disheveled state.
Emilia made no attempt to hide her instincts as a succubus towards men.
"Those clothes are really in the way."
Emilia lightly raised her right hand, as if wielding an invisible knife, and chopped down.
At that moment, the young man's clothes instantly turned into fragments flying everywhere.
"Ah, clothes..."
"No problem. A change of clothes has already been prepared for Master—"
The young man's lower body was exposed naked in front of the expressionless maid.
Because his hands were tied up, he couldn't even cover himself.
Emilia looked at his shrunken penis and chuckled.
"Miss Emilia...? What...what are you going to do...?!"
"Didn't I say I was going to clean you up? What a forgetful master."
With those cold words, Emilia somehow produced a rag.
She then soaked it in a bucket and wrung it out slightly—
judging from the silvery threads on the rag, it seemed to be some kind of sticky liquid.
Emilia held the rag in one hand and walked up to the young man.
"Wh-what...does that mean..."
He was going to use that rag to wipe his body!?
The young man's intuition told him that was indeed the case, to clean his body—she had indeed said that.
"I'm going to use this rag to properly clean this filthy body,"
Emilia said, her brows furrowing slightly.
"Master, don't you like using a rag?"
"Like or dislike...! Using a rag to wipe your body..."
Emilia's chilling gaze was fixed on the struggling youth as he spoke.
"--A rag is quite suitable for Master."
Then, she pressed the rag against his right shoulder.
The sticky liquid clung tightly to his skin—
"Ouch!!"
The feeling made the youth cry out involuntarily.
"Well then, let's start wiping..."
Emilia began to slowly move the rag.
The sticky liquid wet his body, and Emilia used the rag to wipe him back and forth.
From his right shoulder to his right hand, from his left shoulder to his left hand—
the sticky liquid, like lubricant, was used to wipe him back and forth.
"Ah...! Wait a minute...!"
The sticky feeling was unbearable for the youth.
It was like being caressed with a rag, surprisingly comfortable.
"Please don't move, Master..."
Emilia circled around the youth, carefully wiping his back and abdomen.
When her rag reached his chest and gently pinched his nipples—
"Ah...ahhhhhh..."
The stimulation of his nipples made the young man gasp.
"Huh? Your nipples are hard,"
Emilia frowned slightly.
"Could it be that you're getting excited because of being teased by the rag?"
Emilia said, focusing on the young man's hardened nipples.
She wiped them while gently pinching them through the rag, stimulating them again and again.
"Ahhh, Miss Emilia...!"
"Well, what a shameful master,"
Emilia muttered, but the stimulation of his nipples didn't ease up at all.
Gently wiping the surface, sometimes pinching hard through the rag—
feeling the caress of his nipples, a feeling that was both uncomfortable and pleasurable spread through the young man's body.
The teasing of his nipples finally came to an end, and Emilia's rag began to move down his lower body.
Slowly rotating around the navel, she then wiped the knees and calves clean—
"Ugh, ugh..."
The young man's body trembled incessantly as the cloth slid against his
sensitive inner thighs. Next, she wiped his thighs, the cloth slowly sliding inside.
"Ah, ahhh!"
The cloth's back-and-forth stimulation on his inner thighs caused the young man to writhe.
"Oh dear, is it itchy? Or..."
Emilia whispered in his ear, her gaze falling on the young man's penis.
His body, constantly being caressed by the cloth, was almost at its limit.
Clear pre-ejaculate slowly seeped from the tip, almost begging for more caresses.
"...Master, do you know what to do next?"
Emilia frowned slightly, a contemptuous expression on her face.
Anticipating stimulation of his genitals, the young man almost gave up resisting.
"Miss Emilia...please, please...there..."
"There, what do you mean? I don't know, please be clear,"
Emilia said expressionlessly.
"Ah..."
The young man couldn't utter a word.
But if he didn't speak up, the beautiful maid might actually stop—
thinking this, the young man felt a pang of unease, but in this situation, he was powerless to resist.
At that moment, the young man succumbed to the pleasure Emilia brought him.
"...Would you please continue, Master?"
"..."
The answer was a silent acquiescence.
Understanding his meaning, Emilia moved the rag to the young man's buttocks.
She rubbed back and forth along the crevice of his buttocks—the young man fully felt the sticky, slippery sensation of the lubricated rag.
"Ugh, ugh..."
Enduring the extreme humiliation of having his buttocks wiped, the young man's body trembled uncontrollably.
Being cared for like an animal by that beautiful woman, having his buttocks wiped with that rag…
Was there anything more humiliating in the world?
Just then, Emilia pressed the rag into his anus.
"Ah! Haa!!"
The touch of Emilia's slender fingers traveled through the rag—the young man groaned from the unexpected stimulation.
"What's wrong? Why are you making such strange sounds..."
The rag spun around as if it were cleaning everything thoroughly.
Even his anus was cleaned by the maid.
Enduring this humiliation while letting out pleasurable gasps—
the young man tasted a feeling of excitement and shame he had never experienced before.
"As expected... there's quite a bit of grime accumulated in your genitals. Shall we clean it properly?"
Emilia carefully wiped his perineum clean, then gently wrapped his scrotum in the rag.
Emilia's hand slowly kneaded it through the rag—
"Ah, ahhh..."
The sweet stimulation made the young man's body tremble.
Emilia was carefully rubbing his scrotum—this pleasure made him lose himself.
He even forgot that he was just wiping his body.
Next, the only place left to clean with the rag was his penis—
imagining the pleasure to come, the young man trembled with ecstasy.
"Now…"
Emilia put the rag back in the bucket, soaking it with the sticky lubricant, and wrung it out forcefully.
"Well… let me clean the dirtiest part."
Then, Emilia rolled the rag around his penis.
The sticky sensation firmly covered his hard penis.
"Ah, Miss Emilia…!"
With his penis tightly wrapped in the rag, the young man couldn't help but let out an excited sound.
As if responding to this sound, Emilia's hand slowly began to move.
His penis, soaked in the sticky liquid, rubbed against himself with a squelching sound.
What was originally a simple act of wiping away the grime on his penis felt to the young man like a caress.
Squeak, squelching, gurgling…
"Ah, ah… ha…"

Emilia's skillful movements slowly pushed the young man's pleasure to its peak.
It felt like his penis was being tightly sucked.
And the sensation of wiping his penis with a rag amplified the pleasure.
And so, with the rag…
but ejaculating under the stimulation of the rag was something his male pride absolutely could not tolerate.
"Ah, uh…"
He desperately resisted the pleasure, but moans of pleasure still escaped his lips.
"What's wrong with you, Master? Your mouth is open like a goldfish, and you're even drooling…"
"Ah… ahh…"
But such pleasure was simply irresistible.
The glans was being rubbed and scraped by the sticky rag.
As if doing something perfectly normal, Emilia continued her actions expressionlessly.
Through the rag, her fingers wrapped around the sensitive glans—
and then, she began to slowly press harder, twisting it like a bottle cap.
"Ahhh! Miss Emilia…! Haaaaah!!"
The unbearable sweet stimulation finally pushed the young man to his climax.
Glug, glug, glug…
He reached his climax in the rag, an ejaculation more miserable than any other.
“…What’s wrong, Master?”
Emilia asked casually, seemingly oblivious to the young man’s ejaculation.
His throbbing member, having reached its peak, was surely aware of this.
Yet, she acted as if completely oblivious, continuing to rub it with the rag.
“Ah…! Miss Emilia… like that…!”
The rag continued to relentlessly stimulate his ejaculating member. The rag
, now even wetter, rubbed it tightly, squeezing out the remaining semen from his urethra—
“Ah, ahhhhh…”
He ejaculated in humiliation within the rag—the young man savored the humiliating pleasure of ejaculation.
After ejaculation, Emilia immediately removed the rag—and quickly spread it out.
It was covered in sticky white semen.
“…Disgusting,”
Emilia muttered, frowning.
"Just wiping your genitals, and you're already climaxing?"
"..."
The humiliation left the young man speechless.
"You seem to enjoy it. If Master wishes, you can wipe as many times as you like with this rag~"
"Huh...?"
He could do it even more times...?
The young man was tempted by Emilia's words.
"Then, that kind of thing...? How many times...?"
"If someone falls into depravity because a maid like me cleans their legs with a rag, they don't even deserve to be food for a succubus."
Emilia said, looking at the young man with a cold gaze.
"...Is it okay to sink into depravity because of cleaning with a rag like this?"
A calm and heavy voice came from Emilia's mouth.
And now, the young man will—

[Branch Choice] (-_,-)
a. Just sink into depravity
b. No, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible.

Branch a. Just sink into depravity
. It doesn't matter anymore.
Like a prisoner, I am locked in this prison.
The fact that Emilia would use a rag to clean his groin—
"I want it, like this… to keep going…"
the young man pleaded with Emilia.
"Is that so? I hope it continues…"
Emilia gave him a look of contempt he had never seen before.
Even being looked at like that, the young man felt pleasure.
"Then, let's continue cleaning."
Emilia used a clean rag to wrap around his now-erect penis.
"Ah, ahhh…"
Once again enveloped in that sticky, slimy feeling, the young man's body stiffened.
Through the rag dripping with slippery liquid, he could fully feel the soft touch of Emilia's hands.
Being wiped in his most shameful place by a beautiful maid brought him intense, perverse pleasure.
The young man was completely immersed in this pleasurable feeling.
"Ahhh… Miss Emilia…it feels so good…"

"..."
Emilia stared at him with disdain, her hand beginning to move in a squelching motion.

The penis rubbed against the rag with a squelching sound, the pleasure increasing steadily.

The slippery fibers squeaked and rubbed against the glans, her slender hand pressing and kneading...
This was how they made love with a rag,

wasn't it? "Ahhh, I'm about to come..."

"To have your genitals wrapped in something like a rag, and to ejaculate inside... Do you understand how pathetic this is, Master?"

"Ah, uhhhh..."

The feeling of humiliation grew stronger, and the perverse pleasure intensified.

His sexual organs, meant for procreation, were being treated so tragically with a rag...
and he was forced to ejaculate because he couldn't bear the pleasure.
Using a rag to handle his semen—such humiliation brought him intense pleasure.
"Ahhhhhh...!!!"

Semen gurgled and leaked from the rag.

Once again, he orgasmed inside the rag.

"...Really, you couldn't resist again? How shameful."

Emilia's hand, gripping the penis through the rag, began to tighten. "
Ahhh...!"
*Splat*... Lubricant mixed with semen dripped down, the increasingly tight rag causing the young man to writhe.

"This is punishment for such a shameful master. The rag's violation—" " Ah, ahhhhhhh!!" Emilia wrapped the penis in the rag and twisted it like a doorknob. *Squelch s ... It was the intense stimulation of being forced to ejaculate— "Ah, ooh, ooh…!" The rag was violently thrusting against his penis. The intense, brutal pleasure made him want to escape. He felt no pain at all; the rough movements were all transformed into pleasure. "How is it…? Are you going to orgasm in the rag…?" "Ah, ahhhhhhh…" Under the pleasure of wiping his penis, the young man completely succumbed. "Haaaaaaah…" "Being violated by a rag, ejaculating inside it—anything that makes your penis feel good is fine, Master." While enduring Emilia's extremely contemptuous gaze, he ejaculated into the rag. That sense of disorientation and humiliation slowly eroded his consciousness. His consciousness slowly faded away. "...Ooh, ooh…" "Am I awake now—" After waking up, he was still in that prison. It was almost impossible to distinguish between a dream and reality. "I have to go back to work. Master, please wait here for a week. " "Th-how about...eating..." "This magical prison will provide nourishment to those bound, and deprive them of fatigue and the sense of time, so—" "Ah..." Without giving the young man a chance to speak, Emilia left the room. Bang—the sound of the door closing echoed in the prison. And so the young man was locked up in the prison for a week. However, what Emilia said was not wrong. In this prison, there was no feeling of hunger or fatigue at all; a week felt like an hour. When Emilia returned, she would wipe away the grime accumulated over the week with a rag— the beginning of an extremely happy and sweet time. "Ugh, ahhhhhh..." Emilia's rag punishment was different every day. Roughly wiping his penis, scrubbing it like cleaning. Of course, there were also gentle times. This time, she carefully wrapped his penis in a rag, gently wiping every corner clean. "...How filthy. All that grime accumulated over the week needs to be thoroughly cleaned." The rag slowly rubbed from the tip of the glans, the groove, the middle of the shaft, all the way to the base. Cleaning away the filth brought a sweet pleasure. "Oh, so good... Ahhh...!" "Oh dear... You came just like that. Master is so pathetic." He enjoyed the slurring pleasure of the rag rubbing his penis while receiving the maid's contemptuous rebuke. This time, the glans seemed to be the focus. "Ah, ughhhhh...!!" Excited moans escaped his lips as the slick fibers of the urethral opening and the surface of the glans were caressed. And at that moment, he reached climax simultaneously. The young man was completely immersed in the pleasure of having his semen extracted by the rag. "...How pathetic, Master. Are you already satisfied and willing to succumb to this level?" Emilia looked at the young man with contempt as she washed the semen-soaked rag in the bucket. Then, she wrapped the penis back in a new rag. "Ahhhhh...so good..." "Even succubi won't eat your semen—what a waste. It can't be used for reproduction, it's not even worthy of being food, it's just ejaculation that can only be disposed of with a rag. Do you realize how pathetic you are now?" Glug...glug, glug. Slurp slurp slurp slurp...The penis was being rubbed and washed by the rag filled with sticky liquid. That perverse pleasure and Emilia's contempt made the young man's excitement soar— and then, in an instant, it pushed the young man to the peak. "Ahhhhhh..." Glug glug, the semen spurted out into the rag. When the penis calmed down, Emilia opened the rag— "Are you happy, Master?" The calm tone and extremely contemptuous gaze, and the semen that covered the rag. This continued day after day— the young man's spirit finally sank completely into Emilia's cleaning. For him, the only thing in life was to be treated with such contempt by Emilia, forever and ever.

—bad end—

Branch B No, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible

. The young man chose to deny it when he was almost sinking into depravity.
"..."
A look of relief appeared on Emilia's beautiful face.
However, it was only for a moment.
Maybe it was just an illusion.
"Of course. Of course, someone who would sink into depravity at this level would rather waste his life in Miss Margaret's game room—"
"This... what does this mean?"
Was the fact that this woman rescued him from that succubus who treated humans as toys just his fantasy...?
"I picked up my master, you know? What I do is my freedom."
Emilia said nonchalantly, putting the rag stained with semen into the bucket.
Then she picked up the vacuum cleaner in the corner of the room.
"For example... using the vacuum cleaner to deal with the master's sexual desires or something."
Emilia attached a hose to the top of the vacuum cleaner and turned it on.
Buzz buzz buzz... the sound of the vacuum cleaner working echoed in the room.
"Master, you need to vacuum up all that filthy bodily fluids,"
Emilia said with a wicked smile, adjusting the vacuum cleaner.
The young man was stunned by this unexpected turn of events.
Could it be that the vacuum cleaner—
at the same time, the chains binding his arms were released, and the forcibly suspended young man was freed.
"No, no…! Like that…!"
As if trying to escape Emilia's side, the young man fell to the ground in a "backwards landing" position.
His penis, though already ejaculated once, became hard again.
Emilia, holding the vacuum cleaner, slowly approached him.
Aiming at the trembling young man, the tip of the vacuum cleaner hose slowly approached his penis—
"Well then, excuse me,"
Emilia said, sucking the glans into the hose.
The tip of his penis instantly entered the hose, and under the constant vibration, it began to be intensely sucked in.
"Ah…! Uwaaaaaaah!!"
Buzzing~~ Buzz, slurp, slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp…!
His penis was experiencing an unprecedentedly strong attraction.
The intense vibrations, like a vibrating egg, sent a tingling, pleasurable sensation through his entire penis.
The air drawn in between his penis and the tube created a unique, pulsating sensation.
His penis was being sucked in, ravaged—it was an incredibly intense pleasure.
"Aaaaaah!! Aaaaaahhhhh!"
The overwhelming stimulation made the young man scream.
It felt like the powerful suction was trying to suck him in completely, along with that peculiar vibration.
How could he possibly resist?
His legs trembled, a strong sense of powerlessness rising from his lower back—
"Then, Master, please release your semen inside,"
Emilia said, sucking his entire penis into the tube.
The maddening stimulation that had initially targeted only the glans now assaulted the entire penis.
"Ahhh! Ughhhhhh!!"
*Plop, hum, hum…*
The young man clearly felt his penis throbbing inside the tube.
The vacuum cleaner's unique vibrations relentlessly assaulted his penis, along with the suction that seemed to want to suck it dry—
"Ahhhhh... This, like this..."
Under such stimulation, the young man's mind was almost numb.
For the first time, he felt his mind go completely blank.
He could see his penis throbbing.
In the vibrations that devoured his entire penis, the young man almost unconsciously ejaculated.
"Ah! Ah! Ahhhhh...!!"
Semen spilled intermittently from the vacuum cleaner's hose.
"Did you orgasm... Being sucked out of your penis by this device, how pathetic..."
Emilia showed no sign of letting go of the young man whose semen had been sucked out by the vacuum cleaner.
Just like playing with an ejaculated penis, she bent the hose.
"Ugh! Ahhh! Ahhhhh—!!"
The young man almost cried out as Emilia's slender hands played with him like that.
And so, the vacuum cleaner sucked up the young man's semen.
The hose sucked up every last drop of the cloudy liquid.
The perverse pleasure made the young man weak all over—
"You've ejaculated so much, Master. Do you want the vacuum cleaner to get pregnant?"
Emilia's face showed a mocking smile.
Holding the vacuum cleaner hose in her hand, she played with the young man without stopping.
She didn't give him any chance to think.
"Ha, ha...! Ahhh!"
The young man's shoulders trembled from the intense stimulation.
His penis, which had just ejaculated, did not shrink at all, and bounced with the suction of the vacuum cleaner.
"Oh? It didn't shrink, huh? There's still some dirty liquid inside. I can't leave it all out."
Emilia said in a low voice, continuing the suction work without mercy.
Her hand holding the hose moved up and down, making skillful piston-like movements.
Squeak, squeak, squeak... constantly making suction sounds.
"Ah... ahh, ahh, ahh! Hah, ahhh...!"
The stimulation made the young man make strange cries.
The vacuum cleaner sucked at his penis with a series of "plop plop plop" sounds, subjecting him to intense vibrations—a painful yet irresistible pleasure coursed through his body like an electric current. "
Emilia, Miss…! No, no, don't do this…!"
"If you want it to end, just ejaculate all your semen. Well then, I'll increase the suction a little…" With that, Emilia switched the vacuum cleaner to the 'medium' position. The vacuum cleaner's suction instantly increased, mercilessly sucking the young man's penis into the hose. Buzz buzz buzz buzz …! Plop, plop plop plop … ! "Aa ... Even the pioneer fluid secreted was mercilessly sucked away, forcing the youth to the peak step by step.

His body trembled, his lower back ached and he felt weak, his mind went blank again—
just like the feeling of ejaculation last time.
In this sweet numbness, the young man reached his climax—
"Ahhh…! Ughhhhhh…!!"
The young man's semen gushed out of the tube.
Emilia continued vacuuming as if she couldn't see it.
"...It's coming out again? Vacuum cleaner, is the vibration that comfortable?"
"N-Don't do this…"
"Didn't I just say that? Your penis has gotten so big, but there's still dirty liquid inside."
Emilia pulled up the tube, focusing on the glans.
The tube, which had just finished sucking out the semen, mercilessly tormented the young man's glans.
With a squelching sound, the young man trembled with fear.
"If you don't suck it all out, you can't finish cleaning~"
"Wh-why is this…! Ahhhhhh…"
The young man trembled as he endured the pleasurable suction.
The penis, which should have shrunk, was forcibly enlarged due to the continuous stimulation.
Ejaculation after ejaculation, forced erection after forced erection.
In other words, this kind of torment would continue until it broke down—
"This… I can't stop…" "Oh dear
, it's all because Master keeps ejaculating into the vacuum cleaner that it became like that,"
Emilia had indeed said something like that. " Cleaning
is my job, Master is the one being cleaned . So, give me your whole body . " "How could this… Ahh ... "Ugh, ahhhhh..." The pleasure of having his penis sucked up with a vacuum cleaner— the young man, who should have resisted, was unknowingly intoxicated by that pleasure. The humiliation of having his semen extracted by the vacuum cleaner was replaced by the feeling of pleasure. He wanted to continue experiencing this feeling— he wanted to continue having his semen extracted by the vacuum cleaner— the young man's change of mood did not escape Emilia's eyes. "...Have you succumbed, Master?" Emilia muttered, touching the glans with the nozzle. "Ah, ahhhhh..." " A pathetic existence that uses a vacuum cleaner to process semen—do you want to become like that? If you don't mind, you can be treated like this from now on..." "Ugh, ughhhhh..." His mind was blank with pleasure, and he only felt that the other party had asked him something important. Although he wanted to continue experiencing this pleasure— but his intuition told him he couldn't do that. "What do you want, Master...?" Emilia said as she continued working the vacuum cleaner. The squelching, squelching pleasure relentlessly eroded his penis. And so, the young man— -------------------------------------------------------- a. Despite this, he still refused this readily available pleasure. b. He hoped to enjoy this pleasure indefinitely. ← -------------------------------------------------------- Branch b. Let him sink into this state ; it doesn't matter anymore. Attracted by this sweet feeling, wanting it to continue sucking his penis— "Mmm…more, more…" Emilia sighed softly at the young man's request. "…Sinking into it? Well then, as you wish—" Emilia picked up the tube again and continued to play with his penis. "Ah, ahhh…! Ughhhhhh…!" The intense attraction and vibration attacking his entire penis completely robbed the young man of any will to resist. The pleasure from the vacuum cleaner completely occupied his mind. "Ahhhhh… ughhhh…" His mind went blank—only the sweet pleasure remained. His legs trembled with pleasure, and the strength in his waist rapidly drained away. Unbeknownst to him, his penis began to throb, and semen gushed out. The bubbling white fluid was sucked out by the vacuum cleaner—it was the ultimate pleasurable ejaculation sensation. It was like the pleasure of sucking out his very soul. The young man, violated by the vacuum cleaner and deriving ecstasy from it, unconsciously drooled, lost in the pleasure. "Giving everything to the vacuum cleaner—what a pathetic decision," Emilia said expressionlessly as she sucked the young man's semen. "From now on, the vacuum cleaner will handle Master's sexual needs. I'll return to the territory once a week, and then you must suck out all the accumulated semen—" "Ah, ahhh…! Ughhhhh…" Whether he heard Emilia's words or not was no longer important to the young man, who was twisting his knees and experiencing another climax. He endured the intense pleasure of being sucked out with an expression of enjoyment. "...Honestly, can't you think about anything other than having your semen sucked out?" Emilia took a deep breath—continuing what the young man loved most—relentlessly squeezing his penis with the vacuum cleaner. "Ah...! Haaaaaaah..." Being sucked out of his semen again and again gave the young man an ultimate, unparalleled pleasure. Satisfied with being sucked up by the vacuum cleaner—it was an irresistible pleasure. "Well then, I have to go to work. Master, please wait there for a week," Emilia said to the young man who was lying limply on the ground like an octopus. "This magical prison will automatically supply its prisoners with nutrients, and it will also strip them of fatigue and the sense of time—well then, goodbye."

After saying that, Emilia left without even listening to the young man's reply.
"That, that kind of thing...and more..."
And then, having to stay here for a week—that feeling of despair was just needless worry.
In this prison, a week felt as short as an hour.
In the blink of an eye, Emilia returned. And, with a "squeak , squeak, squeak,"
she used a vacuum cleaner to suck up the semen that had accumulated for a week— "Ugh, ahhhhhh..." Emilia's vacuum cleaner punishment was different every day. Sometimes she used "weak" to slowly extract it, and sometimes she used "strong" to suck it all out at once. This time, she started with "strong," the nozzle slowly approaching the penis. "Ahhhhhhhhh— " ... squeak. Squeak, s ... Isn't this what the first ejaculation feels like? —Enjoying that pleasure, the young man reached climax as the tube sucked him dry. It was a disappointing ejaculation, lasting less than a minute. "Ahhh... Ahhhhhhh..." The penis, gushing out semen, was being teased with squelching sounds. Trembling as it ejaculated, the pleasure made his whole body go limp. "Ah... Ahhhhhhhh..." His eyes glazed over with pleasure as the young man enjoyed being sucked dry by the vacuum cleaner. "This is over for now. But, the dirty liquid inside hasn't been sucked out yet, has it?" Emilia showed no sign of letting up, continuing to suck the penis dry with the vacuum cleaner. "Then, please let it all come out with the help of the vacuum cleaner..." " Ah, ahh ... His sexual desires were processed and his semen extracted by Emilia's vacuum cleaner—this was a repetitive cycle day after day. Experiencing the pleasure of a vacuum with his male organ—this was the meaning of his existence. Every drop of semen was completely removed by the vacuum cleaner, negating its original purpose for reproduction— for a living being, this was the greatest shame. But the young man accepted this with glee, abandoning the dignity of life and choosing only the simple enjoyment of pleasure. Someone who had become like this could no longer be considered human—at least that's what Emilia thought. "Then, please spit out all that filthy liquid…Master." "Ah, ahhhhh…" Trembling, the young man surrendered everything to the vacuum cleaner's suction. It kept sucking— keeping the pleasure in its pleasure— as if responding to the young man's desires, Emilia continued the suction of his penis without mercy. The poor penis trembled in the tubing, throbbing and squelching. An organ utterly useless except for being sucked up by the vacuum cleaner. A foolish man who revels in unparalleled bliss because of such things—Emilia makes no attempt to hide her disdain. "How is it, Master? Satisfied by something like this…?" "Ah, ahhh…so, so good…" The young man, trembling, seemed utterly delighted as he poured his semen into the vacuum cleaner. It was almost like the pleasure of making love to a vacuum cleaner— "…How filthy," Emilia muttered under her breath, casually lifting the vacuum cleaner and continuing her sucking. Extracting the semen the young man had held back for a week— this was the young man's own choice. He no longer needed to be treated like a human. As you wished, to become an existence consumed by the vacuum cleaner—this would continue forever. The seed, now completely useless, was being sucked up by the vacuum cleaner— -bad end- Branch A. Even so, he still refused this readily available pleasure. So, the young man— despite this, he resisted the pleasure that was about to wash him away , hoping that this pleasure could continue. "No... that's not possible..." "That's how—" Emilia said, continuing to suck the penis. The young man's mind went blank again, ending once more in the vacuum cleaner. "Ah! That's how, oh, that's how!!" He dodged, gurgling as he dodged...! He cried out in anguish, continuously ejaculating into the vacuum cleaner's hose. "Stop... I've already stopped..." "I should have said it wouldn't end until all the semen was sucked up. All of it, spit it out—inside," Emilia declared coldly and ruthlessly. Under the suction of the vacuum cleaner and the rubbing and ravaging of the young man's penis by her hands. "Ah, ooh... Ouch..." This forced climax happened repeatedly— after more than five times, the young man finally lost consciousness. "Ahhh..." When the young man woke up, he was in a steamy space. The floor was marble, and the air was thick with heat and humidity—he immediately realized he was in the bathroom. He tried to get up, but immediately fell back to the ground. The fatigue from being thoroughly cleansed seemed to extend all the way to his toes. "Oh dear, be careful," Emilia, dressed in a maid's uniform, said to the waking young man. She held the showerhead, adjusting the water temperature. "Yes, what..." "You're quite dirty, aren't you? You need to wash yourself," Emilia said, forcibly pressing the young man down onto a chair in the bathroom. Having expended considerable energy, he didn't even have the strength to resist, and sat there. "If it's too hot, please tell me, Master," Emilia said, beginning to rinse the young man's entire body with the hot water from the shower. She was wearing both a dress and an apron, but neither was wet. It was as if the clothes were waterproof—whether it was magic or something else—whatever. The young man was exhausted from the excessive scrubbing of the dust collector.

He had no choice but to entrust everything to Emilia, who was washing her body.
However, something about the way she was washing him felt off.
"Uh, Ms. Emilia..."
"What's wrong? Is the shower too hot?"
"No..."
Emilia rinsed the young man's body with the shower gel and then lightly applied it to his entire body.
It was a careful and attentive, yet extremely rough, way of washing him.
The young man was filled with the illusion that he had been turned into a cat or dog. It
was just a one-sided washing of his existence—
in reality, it was probably almost the same.
"--Well then, wash the front too."
Noticing that his back and body had been washed, leaving only his groin area—the young man finally realized that.
He was going to have his groin area washed by this beautiful maid—
he should have accepted the shame and humiliation of being disheveled, but what remained was not that at all; it was a boiling emotion, almost like anticipation.
"Because we need to wash the dirty parts, please open your legs a little."
"..."
The young man sat on the chair in the bathroom and slowly opened his legs.
His penis, shrunken from being repeatedly squeezed dry,
was covered in shower gel in her palm.
Watching his penis lather in her hands, the young man couldn't control his rising excitement.
Then, she would use that foam, that palm, to wash his penis—
"...Excuse me,"
she said, turning behind him and extending her arms around his hips. She
gently grasped his penis and scrotum with her right and left hands, applying a thick layer of foam.
"Uh, Ms. Emilia…!"
The young man's penis began to grow larger in her hands.
The smooth touch, Emilia's body heat even radiating through the foam. She
gently enveloped his penis with that.
Faced with his own thing covered in white foam, the young man trembled with excitement.
"I thought you just sucked it all out, but there's still some left…"
Emilia frowned as she washed his penis.
Using foam-covered hands to squeeze the penis, she fully enclosed it with both palms, turning it upside down—
raising the shaft of the penis while stimulating the slit.
"Uh, Mr. Emilia…! Out, out…!"
"Master, this body wash isn't a sexual service," Emilia said decisively.
"But, even if you can't tolerate this little bit of stimulation, I can't help it. Please ejaculate as you like."
"Uh, Mr. Emilia… Ouch!!"
Ugh, ahhhh…
The young man's penis was being played with by foam-covered hands, and lewd sounds echoed between his thighs.
His expression was distorted as he savored the pleasure—that boundary was being crossed too easily.
"Ouch! Emilia… Mr… Ugh!!" Submitting
to the stimulation of the upside-down pulsation, gurgling… the young man ejaculated a cloudy liquid in Emilia's hands. Foam and semen mingled on the penis, leaving a lewd trail.
"Is it dirty again? Then there's no point in washing it, Master."
After rubbing his penis for a while, Emilia opened her fingers, which were still clung to with semen.
A mixture of white, cloudy liquid and foam dripped from between her fingers.
His exposed semen had stained Emilia's beautiful hands—at that sight, he couldn't breathe.
"...Master's tadpoles are swimming around,"
Emilia said, rinsing the semen clinging to her hands without stopping.
Between the young man's groin, the hot shower water washed away the mixture of foam and semen.
That was the end of the rinsing between his groin—the young man thought.
"Then, let's start washing again from the beginning. Please bear with it."
"Huh...?"
Emilia's unexpected words caught
the young man off guard. Before long, Emilia again cupped his penis in her hands and began washing it, almost like stroking it. "
Ah, ooh ooh...
"Mmm, ouch...!"
The young man's body throbbed with the unique pleasure brought by the smooth foam.
Emilia held him down as if hugging him from behind.
"Please don't make a fuss, Master."
Emilia's hands continued to move between his thighs as she held him tightly from behind.
Her delicate fingers gently entwined around the glans covered in foam—
the young man was aroused again by the stimulation Emilia provided.
"...If you ejaculate, you'll have to start washing from the beginning again,"
Emilia announced to the powerless young man.
Her soft palms focused on washing the glans covered in foam.
Contrary to her words, the movement of her hands gradually forced the young man to comply.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch...!"
Emilia's delicate, soft fingers slowly crawled along the foreskin, capturing the slender waist at the junction, the most sensitive part of a man.
The moment her foam-covered fingers wiped away the mucus and groove, the young man's boundary was breached.
"Pain... Ouch!!"
He was tightly embraced from behind by Emilia, his penis throbbing and his limbs limp—
in that feeling of openness and ecstasy, the young man was intoxicated.
Emilia's fingers brought him to another climax, and he ejaculated.
He couldn't hold back ejaculation before Emilia washed his penis clean—
that would be an unbearable humiliation for a man.
"...Master, are you so troubled by my hands?"
Emilia's gaze shifted with disdain as she looked at his hands, which were entangled in sticky, white fluid.
After a quick rinse in the shower, she continued to lather his groin with shower gel—
once again, the sweet cleansing and reproach began.
"Like that...! Like this, it won't end...!"
"It will end if Master doesn't ejaculate,"
Emilia said calmly as she washed his penis.
The pads of his fingers rubbed and circled the glans,
like tickling with his fingertips, washing away the smegma inside the foreskin.
He made circles with his thumb and forefinger, rubbing the glans many, many times.
"Mmm, ha... Ahhhhh..."
Faced with the sweet stimulation that was driving him crazy, the young man's patience was so pale and powerless.
If it leaks here, I'll have to start washing again from the beginning.
Even knowing that, he was still on the verge of ejaculating under the excessive sensation.
In that sweet torture, the young man—
gritting his teeth, yet still unable to resist
the pleasure of being washed away countless times, succumbed to Emilia's punishment of washing between his thighs.
"Ah, oh... ouch... ahhh..."
So many times, his semen was squeezed out by hands covered in foam.
Having been squeezed out countless times, his fatigue had reached its limit.
Fingers crawled between his thighs, foam-covered palms rubbing his penis.
"Pain... ahhh..."
Just a little longer.
If only he could endure it a little longer—
the young man bit his lip desperately, waiting for the washing to end.
Endure, try to resist the pleasure of almost coming—
"It's over, Master—"
Emilia smiled as she rinsed off the foam in the shower.
"Ah, ah... I did it..."
The young man finally managed to endure it.
Absolutely not, he didn't want to stop the washing and scolding.
It was just that he sensed the beautiful maid before him—Amelia—hoping he wouldn't succumb to this pleasure.
The evidence—Amelia's smile almost made him faint, something completely different from the smile that seemed to despise men.
"You've endured so well, Master. Well then... let's reward Master."
Emilia said, gently grasping his penis with her right hand.
Her left hand reached towards the glans—
"Ugh...!"
The young man couldn't help but grit his teeth.
"Hehe... this time, that's not necessary."
Emilia laughed, saying.
That smile was completely different from the contemptuous sneers of the previous times.

"Until now, it's just washing. Ejaculate, this time it's a sexual service.
Because this is a reward, please enjoy it thoroughly..."
With that, Emilia grasped his penis with her right hand.

That action was completely and clearly different from the washing actions so far.
The actions were clearly intended to give the young man pleasure, to guide him into a world of joy.

"Ah!! Oh dear...!!"
Emilia skillfully rubbed and subtly stimulated the glans, her right hand gripping tightly and moving up and down.
Meanwhile, her left hand's fingers precisely stimulated the erogenous zones of the glans.
Her fingers, on the side beneath the glans, moved in various ways, giving him an involuntary, forced pleasure—
the service had only been going on for a few seconds when the young man felt an overwhelming urge to ejaculate wash over him.

"Emilia...! Oh dear...!"
The young man arched his back, his body leaning back, his expression contorted with pleasure, surrendering himself entirely to Emilia.
Her hands, which had been merely performing a routine cleaning, were now deliberately manipulating his penis with the intention of causing him to ejaculate.
Emilia's skillful hands were mesmerizing, the sensation so pleasurable it felt like melting.
The young man's expression relaxed, becoming one of ecstasy, feeling himself reach the peak of pleasure in that instant.
"Aiya! Aiya yayaya!!"
Glug glug...
"Oh dear... there's still so much semen..."
Emilia played with the glans, from which semen was spurting out, with her left hand fingers.
Her right hand rubbed the penis more quickly, until the last drop of semen was squeezed out.

Having ejaculated in Emilia's hand and tasted the highest quality ejaculation, the young man was completely exhausted, lying powerless on the ground.
"You lasted less than five seconds, Master."
Emilia said with a smile, licking the semen off her hand.
The so-called succubus is a monster that craves semen.
Emilia, as a succubus, was consuming the young man's semen for the first time.
"Uh... uh..."
The inverted feeling of his own semen becoming Emilia's food
caused his lower body to react again due to this excitement, his penis swelling.
"Oh dear... Seeing your own semen become someone else's food, does that arouse your lust?
Even without that expectant look in my eyes, I'll still try my best to absorb your essence."
"Absorb..."
So, from now on, he'll be able to have his semen extracted by Emilia. Thinking about this,
if she could drain his semen dry, that might be something to look forward to—
the young man, having no more reservations, gave up resisting.

"Then, instead of that, let's start with real semen extraction, using my vagina, extract it fully."
Although she spoke expressionlessly, Emilia exuded a very erotic atmosphere.
"Ah..."
To be able to intertwine with such a charming body and have his semen extracted—such anticipation filled the young man's mind.

"Then please choose, Master. Do you want me to be brutally raped? Or—"
Emilia revealed a lewd smile.
"--Want to be played with by me, to be completely raped by me?"
"Violate...Ms. Emilia?"
Violate, or be violated—the young man was given an unexpected choice.
And he—

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a. Violate Emilia

b. Be violated by Emilia

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Branch a. Violate Emilia

"Violate...Emilia?"
To rape, or to be raped, the unexpected young man was given a choice.
And his decision was...

"I want...to rape..."
The young man said, as if he had lost his soul, completely delirious.
He wanted to push Emilia down, to possess her body in a humiliating way.
He wanted to inject his lustful fluids into her body—
such desire boiled within the young man's heart.

"Hehe, is that so? Well then—"
Emilia smiled faintly, automatically lying down in the bathroom, her legs slightly open, waiting for the young man to rape her.
If the young man had remained calm, he would have noticed the challenging look in Emilia's smile.
However, he had already transformed into a beast. The
young man pressed down on the lying Emilia, quickly pushing open her skirt and pulling off her panties—he didn't even
need to use his hands to open the opening of her vagina for easy insertion.
The young man was extremely excited, thrusting his raging penis hard into her already quite wet honey pot in one go . "Hehe...actively violating...a succubus, isn't it..." "Ah...! Ugh, ahh ... And so, in an instant, he was about to melt away in pleasure— "Ah, ahh..." Panicked by the overwhelming pleasure, the young man instinctively tried to pull his back—why?! He couldn't pull his penis out. The entrance to the vagina held it firmly, impossible to remove. "Wh-how could this be?!" "The succubus's vagina has a defensive instinct. Once a male with a will to rape inserts his penis—it won't let go. It won't loosen until the last drop of semen is squeezed out." Emilia explained calmly, as if it were none of her business. "What?! How could this be!" The young man finally understood. In other words, if he raped the succubus, his penis would be locked inside her vagina, unable to escape. He would be drained of his semen until he was completely drained—until he died. "Ah, ahh..." The young man desperately tried to pull his back, attempting to escape, but his efforts were in vain. During this time, Emilia's vaginal opening tightened and squeezed the penis little by little. The sticky walls of her vagina clung to the penis, increasing their tightness bit by bit. This movement firmly pushed the young man towards ejaculation. The obscene sounds of her vagina squeezing and squeezing the penis continued to emanate... "Ah, ooh ooh ooh..." The young man's limbs were weak from the pleasure given to him by Emilia's lower body. This was an essential process for driving a man to ejaculation. Soon, the young man succumbed to pleasure and ejaculated inside Emilia. "Ugh, ahhh..." He gurgled as he released his semen, injecting the white, sticky fluid into her vagina. Emilia lay beneath him, gently embracing the young man who was immersed in the blissful sensation of ejaculation within her vagina. "Tell Master, there's only one way to escape. To break the succubus's physical defenses, you just need to make her reach orgasm. Make her orgasm before I drain her dry, and I can pull out my penis." Emilia offered guidance like a bystander observing the battle. "Ugh..." He needed to thrust harder to make Emilia orgasm so he could pull his penis out— but there was something more the young man didn't know. Making a succubus reach orgasm with human sexual skills was absolutely impossible. No one could run faster than a bird in the sky, no one could burrow deeper than the deep sea where deep-sea fish dwell. This was a requirement beyond the limits of any species. "You need to find a way to make you orgasm..." "Yes, please try, Master." With her lower body biting the young man's penis, Emilia smiled vaguely— a smile that couldn't be more cruel. Emilia knew it was absolutely impossible. Gazing at someone struggling desperately towards the impossible, feeling anxious, ultimately failing, despairing, and giving up—the succubus revels in this, enjoying this pleasure—this is the succubus's unique, sadistic nature. "Ugh..." Having already ejaculated once, he shouldn't ejaculate again immediately— the young man endured , resisting the pleasure from the fleshy walls clinging to his penis, while slowly swaying his hips. He tried to penetrate the vagina, thrusting his penis in and out to stimulate it— "Uh...ah, eh...? Ughh ... "What... this is..." "The succubus's vagina, an instinctive reaction to stimulation. It returns the pleasure and stimulation received—several times over." "Wh-how could this be... Ahhhhh!!" Emilia's vagina gripped the young man's penis tightly, the vaginal walls retaliating fiercely, intensely stimulating the glans. Although the young man had only thrust a few times, not giving Emilia much stimulation—the returned pleasure was incredibly intense and exhilarating. The vaginal rings properly locked the glans inside, squeezing the penis greedily. It felt like being constantly hand-stimulated up and down. Furthermore, the folds inside the vagina gradually intensified. "Ah, uh...! Uh ahh..." "--If you don't move inside the vagina, the continuous tightening will gradually increase. So, if you stop moving because you can't bear the stimulation, the result will only get worse." "Ah, ahh... ahhh...!" Although he heard Emilia say this, he really couldn't move his waist because of the irresistible pleasure. Emilia's vaginal walls gradually tightened, tightening and contracting slowly and deliberately, as if intelligently choosing to rub against the surface of the glans. An indescribable pleasure was given to him, this was compensation for the piston-like movements he had made to the succubus's honeypot. "Ah, ooh..." From the point where their lower bodies were connected, lewd gurgling sounds echoed.

Hearing the sound coming from his own penis, the young man was instantly brought to climax.
"Ahhhhhh...!!"
His whole body trembled violently as he tightly embraced Emilia.
Inside her vagina, he released a second spurt of semen.
Even during ejaculation, he was completely bound by the vaginal walls—it was an excessively sweet ejaculation.
To succumb to this pleasure and wait to be squeezed to death would be an excessively cruel reproach.

"Ugh..."
After the second ejaculation, the young man calmed down slightly.
Even so, in that still irresistible pleasure, the young man could only hold Emilia tightly and could not move.
"Master? If you don't move, the pleasure will just keep accumulating, okay?"
"Uh, umm..."
As she said, while the young man couldn't move, her vagina continued to entwine with his penis,
firmly covering it with her mucous membrane, countless folds and protrusions caressing the glans—
this reproach was slowly becoming more intense, gradually growing stronger.

"Um, um!"
The young man used all his strength to try to resume his attack on Emilia's lower body.
He thrust into her, intending to attack her deepest point with his penis—
he deeply inserted his waist, attacking the inside of her vagina with the tip of his penis.
Deep inside her vagina, the young man felt something soft.
And something very elastic.
"Hehe, you've touched the cervix, haven't you, Master? Although it's only a little bit, it feels good."
Emilia said with a smile beneath the young man.
However, this stimulated the succubus's cervix to retaliate, preparing to strike his penis.

The cervix, attacked by the glans, immediately retaliated against the glans.
"Ugh! Ugh..."
The overwhelming pleasure emanating from the glans made the young man instantly lose the strength to continue his assault.
The cervix not only enveloped the penis, wringing it like a wrung-out cloth,
but at the tip, it felt as if some tender flesh was enveloping the glans,
which was tightly sucked and adhered to by the cervix, then subjected to the contractions of the entire vagina and cervix.
"Ahhh...! Ughhhhh...!"
The movement targeting the tip of the penis alone was enough to force the young man to ejaculate.
Although he tried to endure, this series of stimulation showed no mercy as he continued his relentless assault.
Being sucked, the young man's entire body relaxed, his limbs limp—
exceptionally alluring as he was sucked, the young man was forced to ejaculate.

*Plop, plop, plop...
* Holding Emilia tightly, he savored the cloud-like pleasure,
being sucked and ejaculated by the cervix—it was heavenly bliss.
The young man allowed the demonic vagina to manipulate his penis, his entire body relaxed as he ejaculated.
Emilia, watching from below, saw him seemingly becoming a prisoner of pleasure and sighed deeply.
"This isn't enough, Master—"

If you rape a succubus, you can't pull your penis out until you're sucked dry, unless you bring the succubus to orgasm.
But there's no way to bring the succubus to orgasm, so you can only wait to be drained.
This was indeed true, but
Emilia concealed something she didn't say.
In fact, succubi, as a race, have the ability to control their bodies to reach orgasm through their own will.
However, for a succubus, the appearance of orgasm is the most shameful and humiliating thing.
Unless it's someone they truly love from the bottom of their heart, no succubus would willingly show their orgasm in front of others.
Of course, becoming someone Emilia truly loves and the young man indulging in the pleasure Emilia gives are completely unrelated.

"So, how about it? If you don't resist, you'll just be sucked to death like this?"
"Ugh..."
The young man didn't move.
His facial expression had relaxed, as if he only felt something in Emilia's vagina.
He no longer made any moves to resist, nor did he make any sexual movements.
Another tightening attack came—
"Ah...ahhhhhh...!"
He was completely immersed in lust, only caring about ejaculating inside her vagina with a gurgling sound.

Emilia confirmed that the young man no longer had the energy to resist.
".....You've already surrendered, haven't you? Too easy."
The young man could no longer think of anything except enjoying the touch of Emilia's vagina.
His body had lost the energy to escape, and his mind had dedicated everything to pleasure—
if he became like this, he would be no different from a useless person to Emilia.

"Then, suck until you're dry—"
From behind Emilia, the succubus's wings unfolded,
which were very much like bat wings, but the surface of the wings was as smooth as the mucous membrane inside the mouth.
These wings completely enveloped the young man who was tightly embracing Emilia.

Connected to Emilia's lower body, the young man, completely encased within the wings,
experienced unexpected pleasure, his expression contorted.
It was as if he were entirely encased within Emilia's body
; within Emilia's wings was a completely black coffin.
Within this coffin, the young man's body was utterly violated.
"Ahhh! Ughhhhhhh!! ---"
More mucus secreted from the surface of the wings, flowing across the young man's body.
The inner membranes of the wings also slid over his entire body,
giving him the sensation of being licked by a giant tongue.

Meanwhile, the vagina, biting and contracting the inserted penis, relentlessly squeezed for semen.
No matter what kind of man he was, he would succumb to such sensations, and the young man could only go mad within it.
"
Ahhh
... Ugh
! Ughh
...

The young man hugged Emilia tightly, and Emilia gently returned his embrace.
Glug, glug, the continuously ejaculating semen was absorbed by her vagina, the sounds of her vagina sucking in the semen emanating from their connected genitals.
The young man felt as if his very life was being drawn into Emilia's vagina.
It was a sweet and blissful feeling, as if he were melting.
This was the mental journey of someone becoming food for a succubus—

"How is it, Master? What does it feel like to have your semen sucked by a succubus?"
"Ah..........amazing........so comfortable.........."
The young man mumbled, as if talking in his sleep.
"Is that so? I'm honored by your praise. Then, please enjoy that pleasure until the last drop of semen is sucked away."

"Ahhh....ah, ahhhhhh..."
The male organ expelled life, all received by the female organ.
Through the connection between their thighs, the semen was absorbed.
As compensation for this, the pleasure given could melt both body and soul.
He could completely melt into this warmth—such blissful pleasure for a man.
The young man was intoxicated by this pleasure, ejaculating many, many times.

"Ugh...so good..."
His penis was being rubbed, a gesture of gratitude for the offering of semen—
this was the ancient exchange of benefits between humans and succubi.
Inside the vagina, his semen was being sucked dry with a gurgling sound, and the young man enjoyed this pleasure.
"Ugh...so good..."
"Like that, please ejaculate as much as you can, until your breathing stops, please try..."
Emilia tempted him, and the young man clung tightly to her body, continuing to offer his semen—

many, many, many, many times—

"Ugh, ahh..."
How much time had passed?
Held in Emilia's arms, the young man continued to ejaculate.
But even semen eventually runs out.
Finally, the moment was almost upon him when all his semen was gone.
"One last time, Master...please ejaculate."
"Ugh, ugh..."
Though his body was weak, Emilia's words caused him to release semen once more.
Urged on by the wanton throbbing of his vaginal muscles, his lower body forced out all its strength to ejaculate—that became his final ejaculation.
Along with the gurgling semen, the young man tasted a near-melting, blissful sensation.
This incredibly powerful pleasure surged through his mind, even spreading throughout his body, leaving him numb. It was equivalent to the feeling
of a hundred ejaculations.

"Goodnight, Master."
Invited by that pleasure, the young man ascended to heaven.
As the last drop of semen was sucked out by Emilia, his consciousness melted away in pleasure.

-bad end-

Branch B: Violated by Emilia , longing to be violated by Emilia , longing

to be violated by Emilia. "...Please...violate me," the young man said, delirious with fever. He wanted to be played with by Emilia, to be violated to the point of exhaustion. Due to repeated, perverse reproaches, the young man had long since become Emilia's prisoner. "Hehe, is that so? Well then—" Emilia gently lifted the young man's body, laying him on his back in the center of the bathroom. She then slowly straddled his hips, gently lifting the hem of her long skirt to tease his abdomen and thighs. "How about my clothes? Should I take them off? Or, like this—" "Just… just like that…" "Want to be violated like that while dressed as a maid… I understand, you perverted master," Emilia said mockingly, slowly lowering her waist. The long skirt completely covered the young man's lower body; neither his penis nor Emilia's lower body could be seen. It was almost as if the skirt had swallowed him— this unseen state, in turn, heightened the young man's excitement. The tip of his penis touched Emilia's vaginal opening. "Ah, ah!" That warm entrance—feeling that smooth touch, the young man's expression contorted. It seemed already moist with love fluid. "Almost coming out at the entrance? It would be humiliating to ejaculate like this," Emilia said mischievously, squinting her eyes. "Hehe. I won't do the kind of thing Master imagines in a miserable way. I'll devour it all at once." In a riding position, Emilia lowered her waist in one go. Hmm, oh oh oh... It was like a muddy place, Emilia's penis was deeply squeezed by the young man's penis. Several layers of her body enveloped the young man's penis. The tightly sucking inner walls, the sticky writhing and binding— that restless movement brought an indescribable pleasure. Huff... So comfortable, ah ah ah ah... "Ah... Ms. Emilia...! So comfortable!!" "How is it, Master? I haven't moved yet." Indeed, Emilia hadn't moved her waist at all. Even so, her vagina spontaneously sucked upwards on the young man's penis. It was as if she was forcibly extracting his semen— "Can't you even endure being ridden by me? If so, then just come out like that." Emilia smiled coldly, looking down at the young man. He was already planning to meet the boundary inside Emilia's vagina. Something soft pressed against the tip of his penis. "Oh...what, this...!" "It's my cervix. It seems to be trying to suck semen from Master's penis." Emilia said it as if it were someone else's business. As if she were doing something unrelated to her intentions. Emilia's vagina, as a succubus, was trying to extract the inserted penis without her consent— the young man couldn't possibly endure the feeling of his penis almost melting. "E-Mr. Emilia...! Ugh...!!!" Huff huff huff, so good...! Inside Emilia's vagina, the young man's semen gushed out. It was an excessively sweet ejaculation that felt like it was melting his penis.

Her cervix welcomed his semen, while she throbbed and played with his glans.
"Ah! Like that—!!"
The young man continued to ejaculate into Emilia's vagina, gurgling and gurgling.
This, the succubus's vagina.
A special honey pot for men to experience paradise.
Under the manipulation of that function that leaves not a drop behind, the semen he released was squeezed dry.
"Hehe, it leaked inside me..."
Emilia smiled, her eyes burning with sadistic flames.
No matter how calm and insightful a succubus is, he can't hide his passion when he eats.
Especially if the other person is someone he likes—
"—I'm going to move."
"...Okay! Ahhh!!"
Emilia swayed and swung her waist forcefully.
Being rubbed, stuck, bound, wrung dry—
the young man's penis was being ravaged incessantly inside her vagina.
"Oh! It's going to...it's going to come out again...!!"
The young man twisted his body violently, and in the blink of an eye, he finished inside Emilia.
She ejaculated the instant she began to use her waist.
The young man's pride as a man had been completely shattered.
Oh, ever since his penis had been played with by the rag and the vacuum cleaner—
"I like riding horses. I'll ride my master too."
Ascending the young man's waist, Emilia slowly leaned forward.
Pressing the young man's chest against her full breasts, his head couldn't turn.
"Ah, Mr. Emilia...?"
Even more so, she bound the young man's legs.
Emilia's body pressed precisely against the young man as he began his lower body movements.
The light maid's uniform rubbed against the young man's body, creating a unique tactile sensation.
Hidden under the skirt, his penis was deeply nestled and squeezed by Emilia.
The glans was glued to the cervix, forced to continuously receive pulsations.
"Ah, huff huff huff...!!"
"How is it, master? This body, can you really feel the feeling of being squeezed?"
Emilia's upright and neat face was close to the young man's eyes.
Her warm breath touched the young man's face.
"—As you wish, the violation is complete,"
she declared, and then Emilia violently thrust her hips in that state.
"Yeah! Oh... I can't take it anymore—!!"
The young man couldn't resist the thrusting and ejaculated instantly inside her vagina.
As if reacting to ejaculation, she sucked at the tip of his penis, imprinting a cruel pleasure on him.
Despite this, Emilia held him tightly, refusing to leave.
Not only that, she intensified her movements, thrusting her hips back and forth and side to side.
"Just like that, thoroughly extracting my semen."
"Ms. Emilia...it feels so good, I'm already...! Quick, get away...!"
The overwhelming, terrifying pleasure made the young man try to separate himself from Emilia.
But she held him tightly.
It was almost like a martial arts technique attached to his body, greedily squeezing out his semen.
"Don't let go, Master. Please keep ejaculating inside me like that."
"Ouch... ouch... ugh...!!"
The young man ejaculated repeatedly inside Emilia.
Despite this, Emilia's feast continued.
"Here... slowly rotate your waist. How is it, Master?"
"Ouch...! Ah, Emilia... hahaha...!!"
Emilia's endless squeezing continued.
The young man finished inside her vagina many, many times, continuously pouring semen into Emilia.
His vision began to flicker, and he could no longer maintain his senses.
Maybe he was going to become abnormal—oh, he was already abnormal—
"Quick... stop, help... stop... it's already..."
All he could do was continue to plead with indistinct moans.
"...Raise your voice, Master."
"Ouch! Ouch..."
That cry had no meaning or effect.
It only satisfied Emilia's sadistic desires.
"Ah, huff huff huff..."
The incomprehensible cries slowly faded away completely.
Just like that, he was about to be drained of his essence until death—the young man realized this in his fading consciousness.
Savoring the sweet bliss of becoming food for a succubus—
his consciousness drifted into the distance, falling into darkness.

Soft sunlight like early spring.
The sound of birds singing came from outside the window.
"Uu... here...?"
Is this heaven?
If it is heaven, it seems too ordinary.
Western-style interior decoration, bright morning sunlight.
He felt like he was sleeping in bed.
"...Good morning, Master,"
a quiet voice—that was Emilia beside him.
She couldn't possibly be waiting in heaven first.
So, here—
"Yesterday, because you were exhausted, I brought you to bed."
"Huh...?"
The young man sat up, looking around at himself and his surroundings.
Indeed, alive.
He felt no discomfort at all, and his energy had miraculously returned.
Yesterday, despite being drained of all her semen—
she didn't even weaken, let alone lose her life.
She was mentally prepared to be drained to death.
"Thank you for yesterday. Thanks to Master, I had a…happy holiday,"
Emilia said, bowing her head with a kind smile.
"Oh, a holiday…?"
"Yes. I'm so sorry for doing things that felt like experiments so many times. Please consider that as one of my loving jokes."
"…"
—
She had almost succumbed to Emilia's influence several times.
Those things, like playing around.
"Was it play—"
"Yes. But… if Master really succumbed, I'm sorry. Because I'm easily addicted to pleasure, I haven't yet mastered the art of socializing."
A wavering smile appeared on Emilia's face as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
A chill ran down the young man's spine again.
"Well then, Master, the time has come to connect with the human world. A door has been prepared beforehand at the entrance. If you pass through that, you can return to the human world.
" "Ah…!?"
The young man couldn't hide his confusion at Emilia's words.
"The human world…?"
"Yes. After returning to your original world, please forget about the demon world—and about me,"
Emilia said quietly and calmly.
He had mentally prepared himself to die here, and he was returning safely…?
Emilia, acting as a succubus, was draining his semen and life force while helping him—
"Is that alright? Like that, I…"
"I won't act like I'm eating a little bird that makes a nice chirping sound. After I'm happy, I'll let it escape through the window—that's what I do,"
Emilia said quietly, turning away.
"…I'm sorry, I have to work from now on.
" "Work…"
With that, Emilia began serving in the castle of that demon noble.
"Go back to your own home, only once a week"—she said.
"Please feel free to use my room. The food too. Stay here leisurely until you're fully healthy, then return to the human world."
"Ah, also…"
"Thank you. And I'm very sorry about this."
Emilia nodded and bowed—
"Well then, excuse me."
She quietly left the room.
After Emilia left, the room returned to absolute silence.
That was a chilling emptiness .
"One week, or…"
For the next week, Emilia wouldn't return.
And when she returned home, there was nothing.
Only a week of emptiness.
What should I do?
That woman wasn't human, she was a monster's friend.
A noblewoman who liked to torture people, that woman—
the young man again expressed his hatred for Emilia.
If he said that, he—
"Then, go back…"
The young man straightened up, almost muttering to himself.
Then, she noticed the apple peeled by her pillow.
Cut into the shape of a rabbit, it was for the young man.
"Lady Emilia…"
Her expressionless profile resurfaced in her mind.
Such a cold and ruthless woman, she should be.
A woman who almost never changed her expression, indifferently playing with a man's penis.
A very beautiful woman, seemingly otherworldly, with a touch of sadness.
Why couldn't that illusory smile of Emilia disappear from her mind—

a week later, Emilia returned to her fiefdom.
Greeting her home—was not emptiness, but a young man.
"—You're back, Lady Emilia,"
the young man said, a look of shame rising on his face.
"…Were you possessed by a nightmare? Why didn't you return to the human world after you recovered?"
Emilia stared at the young man in the entrance hall, a look of surprise on her face.
"Well… I haven't recovered my strength yet," she
said, merely to cover her shame.
Emilia—chuckled, a smile spreading across her face.
"If I stay here until the weekend, it'll drain my energy, won't it? Master, do you intend to wear nothing at all when I'm waiting to go home?"
"...Alright, fine,"
the young man nodded quietly.
"...Hmph, what a difficult master,"
Emilia said, a cold, ruthless smile mixed with a soft one.
—The young man wasn't mistaken after all.
Besides her mocking sneers, she also had moments of bright smiles.
Greeted by the young man, they entered the mansion together—Emilia smiled quietly.
"—Go wash yourself. You must be quite dirty after a week, right?"
(The End)

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