The Story of Nightmares

The man sat on his throne, leaning back in a languid posture. Of course, it wasn't just his posture that was languid.
He had long, black hair that he rarely combed, making it look somewhat disheveled, though the color remained unchanged. Long bangs obscured his half-closed eyes. He had been staring blankly ahead for some time.
Although the man looked somewhat unkempt, his high, straight nose and the thin, upturned corners of his mouth below it made it undeniable that he was a handsome man.
Indeed, this man's appearance could make any woman fall for him, willing to offer her her body.
If he paid more attention to his appearance, he would be even more impeccable.
However, the man didn't need the approval of others. Because he believed that only he himself could approve of him.
* "Hmm~ Slurp~ Uh~ Uh~ Hmm~ Slurp~ Uh-whoosh~ Uh…" At this moment, the man's gaze was drawn back by some sounds. Then, the man felt something very soft licking his genitals.
He didn't make any big movements, simply resting his left elbow on the chair arm and supporting his head with his palm. He lowered his head slightly, looking at the thing servicing him between his legs.
It was a succubus, kneeling on the ground, carefully cradling the man's genitals in its hands, its head tilted back, eyes closed, cautiously licking them with its tongue.
"Plop~ Plop~ Slurp slurp~"
The succubus carefully licked the man's genitals, occasionally swallowing them, but unfortunately, its mouth was too small to accommodate the man's enormous member. Reluctantly, the succubus had to lick the tip clean first before cleaning the rest.
The man looked at the succubus beneath him, its expression unchanged, so it was unclear whether it was feeling pleasure or not.
After the succubus finished licking, she slowly opened her eyes and realized that the man who had been "gazing" into the distance was now staring at her.
Realizing she had been presumptuous in looking directly at him, the succubus immediately lowered her head, not daring to do anything more.
Although she lowered her head, her hands didn't stop moving, continuing to "massage" the man's genitals.
After a while, realizing the man didn't seem to mind, she cautiously raised her head and stole a glance at him. Seeing the man continue "gazing" into the distance, she raised her head again to "massage" his genitals.
The man tilted his head, looking at the distant scenery, at the unchanging landscape, and a sense of displeasure gradually rose within him.
Then, the man shifted his gaze back to the succubus between his legs; he saw her beginning to serve him again.
To be honest, the man felt no pleasure. Although the succubus was working very hard, her technique needed improvement. Such licking was hardly enough to give the man pleasure.
With a sigh, the man finally spoke.
"Go down."
He didn't say much more, just a single sentence. But with that one sentence, the succubus was powerless to resist.
The succubus slowly released the massive object from her mouth, then cleaned away the remaining saliva with her small tongue, finally reluctantly placing it back into the man's pants.
Having finished her task, the succubus stood up, gave the man a slight bow, and then turned and left.
The succubus walked up the stairs. She had been filled with joy and excitement when she came up, but now only loneliness remained as she descended.
After several minutes, the succubus finally came down the stairs. Now, she once again stood on this ground.
The sounds of shouts echoed in her ears, occasionally interspersed with a pleasurable scream of climax. But the succubus had no mind or interest in any of this. All she wanted now was to leave this place quickly and find a secluded spot to have a good cry.
The dream demon walked straight ahead, head down.
"Thump!"
Because she wasn't paying attention to where she was going, the dream demon bumped into a wall.
Perhaps because it hurt so much, the dream demon covered her forehead with her hands, tears welling in her eyes.
"How did I bump into something? I remember this road is straight!" With a question in her mind, the dream demon looked up.
When she looked up, she realized she hadn't bumped into a wall, but a person.
This person was about five meters tall, but was completely covered by a long robe, and the hood was pitch black.
When the dream demon realized she had bumped into someone due to her own mistake, she quickly lowered her head and whispered,
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have walked without looking ahead. I'm really sorry for bumping into you." "Hehe." The person chuckled, a deep and long laugh. After laughing, the person slowly squatted down and extended their right hand to the dream demon in front of them.
When the nightmare realized her opponent was trying to grab her, she immediately tried to dodge. However, as she tried to escape, she discovered that the space around her was abnormally distorted, as if she were trapped in a cage.
The result was obvious: the nightmare was effortlessly grabbed. The opponent stood up after grabbing her.
He held the nightmare and placed her at his own height.
At this moment, the nightmare saw a pair of eyes scrutinizing her from within the hood. This scrutiny made her feel extremely uncomfortable, yet she was powerless to resist.
After a while, the person spoke, saying, "Unsatisfied? Hehehehe." Hearing this, the nightmare lowered her head, too ashamed to face anyone.
Then, the person raised his head, looking at the man sitting on the throne in the middle of the steps, and said, "What's wrong? It seems this little one isn't satisfied. Has your skill deteriorated?" Soon, the man's voice came from hundreds of meters away.
"It's simply because her technique is too poor; she can't give me any pleasure at all." Hearing the man's words, the succubus lowered her head and cried softly.
Looking at the weeping succubus, the man holding her heart said with heartache, "Oh, oh, oh, what a pitiful little thing.
It's a pity that the guy sitting over there doesn't want you." "
Actually, looking closely at you, you're surprisingly delicate and tender." A gulping sound rang out, and then the man laughed, "Since that guy doesn't want you, then I'll take you. I'll definitely devour you properly." Upon hearing this, the succubus was startled and began to struggle desperately, trying to escape the man's grasp.
But how could a small succubus like her possibly contend with the man's strength? The man simply grabbed her lightly, and all her efforts vanished.
With a "rip," a tear appeared in the front of the man's robe.
But how could a robe that no one had touched just suddenly be torn?
Before the succubus could finish her thought, something terrifying happened.
Two rows of triangular teeth protruded horizontally from the man's robe, slowly emerging from the opening and stretching it wider.
The fangs, initially only a few centimeters long, slowly grew longer and thicker, eventually reaching the length of a succubus's arm. Not only were the fangs long and thick, but they were also covered in a green liquid. These liquids dripped onto the ground, instantly corroding the surrounding area.
Seeing this, the succubus's eyes widened in terror, and she covered her face with her hands, bursting into tears.
"Hahaha, don't be afraid. You won't feel much pain after I eat you. Three seconds, I promise only three seconds, after which you won't feel anything." With that, the person used their hand to push the succubus between the two rows of protruding fangs.
"Waaaaah!!" the succubus screamed, because there was nothing she could do.
The surrounding succubi kept their distance, knowing who this person was and that they were powerless to save their poor comrade.
The succubus was now placed between the two rows of fangs, which began to slowly close. Just as the succubus was about to be eaten, a crisp sound rang out.
It was the sound of fingers snapping.
Upon hearing this voice, the person in the long robe said with great displeasure, "Since you don't want it, what's wrong with giving it to me? What a spoilsport." At this moment, the man sitting on the throne was hooking his hand around the succubus who had almost been eaten.
The man pulled the succubus into his arms and then kneaded her breasts through her clothes. The
succubus, who had thought she was about to die, was stunned to find that she was not only alive but also having her breasts rubbed by the man.
Although she was a little dazed, it didn't mean that the succubus hated being done to like this by the man. On the contrary, the succubus was actually having trouble accepting the sudden surge of happiness after the fear.
Feeling the man's palm moving over her breasts, the succubus closed her eyes comfortably.
But she didn't dare to truly relax and enjoy it, because it was impossible for her, it was taboo.
Even though she was pulled into the man's arms, the succubus didn't dare to really lean her body against him, didn't dare to press her face against his chest. She could only try to keep her distance from him, unable to retreat or advance.
While kneading the breast in his hand, the man said, "If you've come here to vent your lust, then take whatever you want. But if you're here to cause trouble, then don't blame me for being impolite. Bellsabub." Bellsabub laughed loudly at the man's words. The
man remained silent in the face of Bellsabub's laughter, simply watching.
After she finished laughing, he said, "Asmodeus, you really don't get bored." "What do you mean?" Bellsabub looked up, speaking to Asmodeus from thousands of meters away, "I think you're starting to feel it too. Life these days is just too boring." "While that's true, it's also an unchangeable fact." "Unchangeable? Then have you ever thought about changing it?" Bellsabub asked.
Before answering her question, Asmodeus glanced at the succubi on this land, then at the succubus lying in his arms. He noticed that this succubus clearly hadn't truly relaxed, but he didn't say anything more about it.
"Change?" Asmodeus finally replied.
"How to change? You know, you and I are the embodiment of 'sin.' To prevent us from committing 'sin' is a far more terrifying thing than being deprived of our right to exist." Bellsabub nodded, his hood shifting slightly. He agreed with Asmodeus's point of view, for he himself was equally afraid.
"I don't intend for you to change in such a dangerous way." Despite his fear, Bellsabub had to admit that Asmodeus had misinterpreted his meaning.
"I mean..."
"Wait a minute." Asmodeus interrupted him, then said, "This isn't the place to talk. Let's go somewhere else." Bellsabub shrugged and said, "Whatever." Asmodeus stopped his kneading hand and gently lifted the succubus in his arms.
Upon realizing the hand had left her chest, the succubus felt a pang of loneliness and reluctance, then felt intensely nervous as she was lifted.
Asmodeus gently placed the succubus beside the throne, then looked into her eyes and smiled, saying,
"Wait for me here."
The succubus stole a glance at the man's eyes; they were beautiful orange eyes.
But the moment she saw them, she suddenly felt her whole body heat up.
The succubus understood; her body was now in a state of arousal. Although she understood her current state, why… right now, the succubus only wanted to satisfy her physical desires. But although she wanted to properly satisfy her physical desires, she was now in front of this man. The succubus desperately endured, because she didn't want the man to see her like that.
Watching the succubus struggling to suppress her desires, Asmodeus smiled again and asked, "Wait for me here, don't wander off, okay? I'll be back soon." The succubus nodded, finally managing to utter a "Mm." But as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately stopped, her face turning bright red.
Asmodeus smiled, then stood up and walked down the steps.
Soon, Asmodeus arrived before Bellebubu. Asmodeus was practically a child next to Bellebubu, but that only showed how massive Bellebubu was.
"Let's go."
"Okay."
Chapter Two: The Name of the Nightmare
Outside the Hall of Lust After leaving the Hall of Lust, Asmodeus and Bellebubu began walking towards a secluded place in the distance.
Bellebubu walked beside Asmodeus, looking into his eyes, and sighed, "I really envy you. If only I had a pair of demonic eyes." "Demonic eyes? What use do you have for them? Do you intend to use my 'Infinite Suggestion' on those inanimate objects?" Asmodeus mocked him mercilessly.
"Actually, you could use it while they're alive. For example, before killing them, I could subtly tell them, 'Relax, don't be nervous,' or something like that." "Save that nonsense." Seeing that no one was around, Asmodeus casually leaned against a rock wall and asked Belserbubu beside him, "Tell me, what do you want to do?" "It's simple. Since you think Hell has become monotonous, why not leave Hell?" Asmodeus, who had initially had some expectations for Belserbubu, was immediately enraged when he heard her say such a thing. He cursed, "Are you even one of the Seven Lords of Hell? How dare you say such a thing!" "Even if our lives in Hell are full of boredom day after day, that doesn't mean anything, and we can't leave Hell! The reason isn't just our name, but also because of Lord Apophis!" Belserbubu was also angry after hearing Asmodeus's words. He asked in a deep voice, "What kind of person do you take me for?" "..." "Since you feel bored with this monotonous life, why..." "Why not try to change things, and thus bring about some transformation in this mechanized life?" Asmodeus, hearing this, seemed to understand something and urged, "Go on." "The method of change is simple, take me for example. If you feel tired of eating the same things every day, you can change it in three ways: choose other foods, cooking methods, and how you eat them. Just by changing one of these, you can obtain a completely different kind of enjoyment." Hearing this, Asmodeus seemed to have grasped something, his eyes widened, and then he chuckled softly.
"I see. It seems I misunderstood you. I apologize for my words and actions just now." Belialbub waved his hand dismissively, saying, "No need for apologies." "Belial, your method is really good. Since you've come up with such a good method, could you please think of another plan that can be used on me?" Belialbub smiled and said, "I've already thought of one." "Oh~" Asmodeus asked in surprise, "You've thought of one?" Belialbub nodded.
"The purpose of my visit is to tell you this."
"What plan? Tell me." Now that he knew there was a plan, Asmodeus immediately inquired about it.
Belialbub walked to Asmodeus's side, then leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Since you're tired of Hell, why not..." Asmodeus didn't say anything until Belialbub told him all the plans and schemes.
After hearing what he said, he immediately threw his head back and burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha!!! Bell, I never thought you, who only knows how to eat all day, could come up with something so wonderful." Bell Sebubu straightened up, annoyed, and said, "What do you mean by 'only knows how to eat all day'? If that's the case, then you're just someone who spends all day hanging out with female dream demons, aren't you?" "Hehehe." Asmodeus chuckled, not bothering to argue.
After Asmodeus finished laughing, he asked, "So, what's your price? I don't think you'd be so bored as to come up with such a great idea for me without any reward, would you?" "Of course not. Asmodeus, I want ****. Of course, if the plan goes smoothly, this is just a matter of time." Asmodeus agreed immediately upon hearing the other's request. "
Okay, if the plan is really as perfect as you say, this byproduct is nothing to me." "Then it's settled." "Mm." Asmodeus nodded.
Seeing the other nod, Bell Sebubu breathed a sigh of relief. Then he said, "Alright, since it's over, I won't bother you any longer." Seeing Belserbubu about to leave, Asmodeus laughed, "Won't you come sit in the Hall of Lust for a while?" "Hehe, you can enjoy those succubi yourself." With that, Belserbubu turned around, and a ball of black flame ignited from the soles of his feet. The flames shot up instantly, "burning" Belserbubu to ashes in just a few seconds.
Since Belserbubu was gone, Asmodeus didn't want to stay any longer. He also turned around, and a ball of black flame ignited from the soles of his feet. The black flames quickly "burned" him to ashes as well.
*The Hall of Lust In the blink of an eye, Asmodeus returned to the Hall of Lust.
Walking towards the throne, Asmodeus slowly admired the scenery around him. Thousands of succubi were in pairs, seeking pleasure together on this land.
Because succubi were hermaphroditic demons, Asmodeus didn't need to worry about finding a match. Moreover, he adopted an absolutely laissez-faire attitude; if he wanted to do it, he could find someone to do it; if he wanted male semen, he could go to the mortal realm to find men.
Listening to the shouts and cries around him, Asmodeus was in a good mood.
Seeing Asmodeus return, the dream demons eagerly tried to attract his attention, striking poses and provocative poses. Although they all vied to impress him, none dared to approach, fearing Asmodeus's anger.
Ignoring his surroundings, Asmodeus walked up the stairs with a smile.
Seeing Asmodeus leave, the dream demons felt deflated, and then they once again focused their attention on their sexual encounters with others.
Asmodeus slowly walked up the stairs, then raised his head and inhaled. A sweet and wonderful fragrance wafted into his nose, making him somewhat intoxicated.
Asmodeus chuckled wryly and said, "This little one..." Reaching the throne, he found the succubus he had just abandoned lying on the ground.
She had unbuttoned her only garment, a black sleeveless bodysuit, and her left hand was gently kneading her right breast, occasionally pinching her pink nipple.
The succubus lay prone, her forehead pressed against the ground, her buttocks raised high. Her other hand was between her legs, two fingers caressing her genitals.
"Mmm...uh...mmm..."
The succubus bit her lower lip, trying to control herself, perhaps trying not to make too much noise.
She was so engrossed that she didn't even notice Asmodeus standing beside her.
Asmodeus wasn't in a hurry. He put his hands in his pockets and smiled at the little succubus before him.
Gradually, the succubus's hand movements began to quicken, her left hand constantly pinching her nipples while her right hand used her middle finger to rub her clitoris.
Slowly, the succubus's legs began to tightly clamp her right hand, but the rubbing speed of her right hand fingers increased. The succubus placed her left hand under her forehead, then slowly raised her head. Suddenly!
The succubus's eyes widened, her eyes filled with desire. She bit her lower lip and let out a cry:
"Ugh~ Ugh~ Waaah!!!"
The succubus's legs immediately gushed out streams of vaginal fluid, instantly wetting her right hand.
In this way, the succubus reached orgasm with this cry of pain and pleasure.
Asmodeus sniffed, still that intoxicatingly sweet fragrance. He squatted down and found that a large area around the succubus's lower body was wet, translucent vaginal fluid flowing on this small patch of ground, then flowing down the steps.
Looking at the succubus lying on the ground, panting heavily, Asmodeus thought: "Was this a bit too much? It probably wouldn't have reached this level without at least ten orgasms."
Just then, the succubus finally noticed Asmodeus standing beside her. Then, the succubus slowly turned her head, looked at him, and softly called, "Master..." Hearing her call him that, Asmodeus felt a little strange.
Master? Well, that title wasn't bad, actually.
"Master..." the succubus softly called to Asmodeus as she slowly crawled towards him.
Finally, after crawling to Asmodeus's side, the succubus actually lowered her head and began licking his bare toes.
Because Asmodeus often went barefoot, his feet were covered in dust. But the succubus didn't care at all; she stuck out her little tongue and gently licked his big toe, again and again.
Asmodeus was startled by the succubus's actions. He quickly helped her up and scolded,
"Idiot, you're filthy!"
The succubus looked up at the man and said in an extremely soft voice, "Master, I want..." Looking at the succubus before him, Asmodeus chuckled softly and then whispered in her ear, "You did very well. I will reward you." The succubus smiled at Asmodeus and said, "Thank you, Master..." Asmodeus smiled back at her, but then he noticed something was wrong. The succubus's eyes were now dull and lifeless, and even her focus had disappeared.
- Oh no, has she lost her mind?! It would be troublesome if he didn't quickly dispel the suggestion.
Asmodeus held the succubus's head and was surprised to find that her long hair was very smooth, flowing like silk through his fingers and falling to the ground, but unfortunately, he didn't have time to pay attention to such things now.
Asmodeus began to slowly concentrate. When Asmodeus focused his mind, he stared into the eyes of the nightmare, and the nightmare naturally looked back at him.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Asmodeus easily dispelled the suggestion he had placed on the dream demon. Once the suggestion was gone, the dream demon gradually returned to normal, her eyes no longer dim.
After fully recovering, the dream demon blinked and found herself lying in Asmodeus's arms.
But this wasn't the most surprising thing.
Although the suggestion had been dispelled, everything she had just done was undeniable. Thinking back to what she had just done, the dream demon's face suddenly flushed red, and she quickly covered her face with her hands.
Although the dream demon tried to cover her actions with her hands, she forgot what her hands had just been doing.
Because of masturbation, the entire palm of the dream demon's right hand was wet with arousal fluid. When the dream demon noticed this and glanced at her hand, she finally couldn't bear it and began to cry softly.
Faced with the sudden crying of the dream demon, Asmodeus was puzzled. He smiled and asked the dream demon, "Little one, why are you crying?" The dream demon looked at Asmodeus, feeling ashamed, but dared not not answer.
"I...I actually masturbated here, in front of so many people, and then I even climaxed in front of my master..." The dream demon cried again as she spoke.
Asmodeus was intrigued by her answer. Indeed, he had never seen a dream demon ashamed of masturbation before. And wasn't this dream demon proud of masturbating in front of this throne?
Seeing the dream demon's right hand still covered in love fluid, Asmodeus gently brought it to his face, then opened his mouth and took the snow-white index finger into his mouth.
As soon as the finger entered his mouth, Asmodeus immediately wrapped it with his tongue and began to slowly savor it.
When the dream demon discovered that Asmodeus was licking his finger, and that it was covered in that fluid, he cried out anxiously, "Master, no, how can you lick that stuff? It's...it's dirty." Although he was panicked, the dream demon dared not pull his finger out on his own. She felt Asmodeus envelop her index finger, his tongue swirling around it, and a strange sensation rose within her.
Asmodeus, admiring the shy yet frightened expression on the little succubus's face, continued his tongue's movements.
Slowly, Asmodeus licked all five of the succubi's fingers, eventually exploring her entire hand with his long, nimble tongue. The love fluid on the succubus's right hand was now entirely Asmodeus's saliva.
Seeing Asmodeus release her hand, the succubus carefully withdrew it. Looking down at her saliva-covered right hand, she felt no disgust; instead, she wanted to lick it again.
So, the succubus actually stuck out her tongue and licked her right hand. But after licking it, she didn't find anything special, only a faint sweetness.
"What can I sense from this?"
The dream demon looked up and saw Asmodeus smiling and talking to her. Only then did she realize she was still lying in his arms. Undoubtedly, he had seen everything she had done.
Thinking this, the dream demon blushed and lowered her head, biting her lip and saying nothing.
Looking at her blushing face, Asmodeus thought to himself: This little one is so adorable.
Thinking this, Asmodeus pinched the dream demon's chin with his thumb and forefinger, gently lifted her head, and then leaned down to kiss her lips.
The dream demon was quite startled by Asmodeus's sudden action, because, for Asmodeus, kissing was hundreds of times more solemn than sexual intercourse. Although the dream demon often saw Asmodeus having sex with other women, she rarely saw him kissing other women.
As soon as the kiss landed on her lips, she felt a long, slippery tongue slip between her teeth and into her mouth. The dream demon stared blankly, unsure what to do.
Seeing that she truly knew nothing, Asmodeus had no choice but to personally demonstrate how to flirt.
Asmodeus slowly lengthened his tongue, then used it to coil around her small tongue. His tongue swirled and gurgled in the dream demon's mouth, slowly sipping her saliva.
The dream demon hadn't expected a simple kiss to feel so wonderful. Gradually, she began to try and respond to Asmodeus, though she kept biting his tongue because she hadn't yet mastered the technique.
After a while, Asmodeus slowly withdrew his tongue from the dream demon's mouth, returning it to its original length.
Looking down, Asmodeus saw that the dream demon's face was flushed, and she was panting heavily.
"Hehe." Seeing her dazed expression, Asmodeus chuckled a few times and said, "Silly girl, you can breathe through your nose when you kiss." "Master, I forgot..." The succubus lowered her head and chuckled foolishly.
Asmodeus looked at the succubus with a faint smile on his face. The succubus would sometimes steal glances at him, but she never dared to look him directly in the eye.
Although the succubus was afraid of him, he didn't care. Asmodeus suddenly picked her up and sat back on his throne.
Seeing her uneasy expression as she hid in his arms, Asmodeus found her very cute. So, he asked her, "You must be a newly 'born' succubus." The succubus nodded and replied, "Yes, Master, I was just born yesterday." "Just born yesterday? I see, no wonder your technique is so bad." Asmodeus finished speaking and revealed that mischievous smile.
The succubus blushed and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Asmodeus chuckled softly at her words. "Don't worry about it. I'm a demon, of course I can't compare to a human man. Giving me pleasure isn't easy." "Actually, you've only just become a succubus and I've already chosen you. I don't know whether to call it good luck or bad luck." The succubus looked up and asked softly, "Master, generally speaking, how long does it take to be chosen again?" "I don't know. Maybe tomorrow, but it could be tens of thousands of years." Hearing this, the succubus became dejected, because after today, she might have to wait tens of thousands of years for another day to "serve" her master.
Asmodeus held the succubus, letting her sit on his lap, and hugged her from behind.
He could feel a very "fragrant" scent emanating from her, and her body was incredibly soft.
Asmodeus licked the nape of the succubus's neck with his tongue and whispered, "What's your name?" Although Asmodeus was born a demon of lust, it was impossible for him to remember the names of all the succubi under his control. In his words, remembering their names was easier than remembering their bodies.
"...Elena," the succubus finally uttered her name after a long silence.
[The End]

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