“Maki, can you see… a heart-shaped strand of hair on the top of my head? This hair always does this when I’m having lewd thoughts… and it did it the moment I saw you. What do you think that means?”
When Caldir continued to hesitate, not answering my question, I suppressed the urge to just drag her to my bedroom right then and there, deciding to press her a little more. I wanted to hear ‘Yes, Princess’ spill from her lips.
Hmm… even her hesitant expression is quite cute, but I was growing impatient for an answer. An affirmative one, that is. I hadn’t even considered a negative response from the start.
“W-well, I’m not really sure…”
“If you don’t know, then who would…? You’re the one who’s got my body all fired up like this, so you’re responsible…”
Hmph, playing hard to get, are you? You little minx… I ignored whatever she was muttering and, smacking my lips, began to scrutinize her figure once more, taking in every detail. After all, you’re going to be mine by the end of tonight.
The thigh flesh peeking out from the top of her white garter belt looked incredibly soft. So, I moved my hand down from her ass and began to knead her thigh. Just like when I touched her ass, an indescribable, dreamy sensation washed over me. Haaaah… incredibly plump thighs for a girl with such defined abs.
Her garter belt seemed to be made of some semi-transparent material, revealing the soft inner skin of her thighs, which only heightened my visual desire as I touched her. But then I noticed it wasn’t just the garter belt.
Where on earth did she get clothes like this…? Despite the effort of putting them on, the hardened tips of her nipples were brazenly visible through the fabric around her breasts, creating a magnificent view along with her exposed cleavage. Below a thin string that barely hung around her hips, her pussy was on full display through a sheer thong. Just how lewdly was this outfit crafted with semi-transparent fabric? The sleeves were gone, and the deep V-neck plunged from her throat to her lower abdomen, the defined line of her abs and her navel driving a person absolutely wild. This was… an outfit that was truly worse than wearing nothing at all.
And the back was no better. Her entire back was openly exposed, with only a short scrap of fabric like a mini-skirt barely covering her ass… and if you gently moved that aside, her ass, framed by the thong straps, greeted the viewer. Wearing nothing at all would have been less embarrassing than wearing this.
I, at least, was wearing black lingerie that wasn’t completely see-through, but this was practically screaming, ‘Anyone and everyone, please fuck* me!’ If you desire it that much, then I shall grant your wish, you little slut…
Her figure was alluring, her attire provocative, but now, drawing closer and inhaling deeply, the carnal scent emanating from her was even more potent than when I’d seen her from afar. The aroma was so intense, it threatened to overwhelm my senses, to make me faint if I didn’t maintain a firm grip on my consciousness.
Was this that pheromone thing? You lewd creature! Born a woman, yet you go around spreading these enticing pheromones, trying to seduce other women… So that’s why those bitches who hadn’t even seen her properly were writhing on the floor, fucking themselves senseless? Judging by the state of the sluts in the innermost room… the potency of these pheromones was undeniable.
“Just how many women do you intend to ensnare with that hot body of yours, my Maki?”
My right hand, which had been caressing her thigh, now joined my left as I slipped them both between her breasts, reveling in their fullness. Her tits were just as soft and yielding as her ass and thighs, a delight to touch.
Goodness, one of her breasts felt so large it wouldn’t even fit in both my hands. I gently pinched and rotated her left nipple with my left index and middle fingers, and her right nipple with my right hand. Stimulated by my touch, a liquid I couldn’t identify as milk or sweat seeped out, dampening my fingertips.
This position naturally brought my own breasts into contact with her back, creating an even more suggestive atmosphere. While perhaps not as impressive as hers, my own tits weren’t small either, leaning towards the larger side… Rubbing them against her back like this must feel good. Consider it an honor, since I’m only doing this for you.
“Seeing how large your milk jugs are, I won’t have to worry about our baby going hungry, even if we have one. You’ll be a good mother.”
“Is… is that a compliment… you’re giving me?”
“You could call it that. My Maki’s hips are wide, perfect for childbirth, and her ass… even as another woman, I find myself wanting to smack that firm butt…”
Speaking of which, I lowered one hand again and smacked her ass with a resounding thwack. Her skin, as soft as if she’d never done a day’s hard labor, yielded beneath my palm. Ah… I’m so glad I saw her first. If some other bitch had laid eyes on her before me, I would have had to surrender those delectable tits and that ass to her.
Any woman who saw her would be instantly captivated, her mind filled with nothing but thoughts of sex. Whether I actually fucked her or not would be decided solely by who got to her first. And I… was the glorious winner…!
“Haa, haa… Princess… you are truly… beautiful yourself.”
Ooh! Sex! Look at her, panting as she enjoys my caresses, now openly flirting with me? The moment Caldir complimented my beauty, a wide grin stretched across my face. I never knew being called beautiful by another woman could be so delightful.
As I quietly pondered, I realized we were indeed a well-matched pair. White garter belt versus black garter belt, white lingerie versus black lingerie… One looking like a bride, the other with sharp, tailcoat-like fabric trailing down like a groom… A beautiful contrast, wouldn’t you say?
Well, there were no grooms here, only two brides, but the stark black and white contrast was so aesthetically pleasing it banished all other thoughts. A perfect match (x), a perfect lesbian couple (o)… Anyway, I continued with what I wanted to say.
“Your lips, Maki, are so glossy they make me want to slide my tongue inside. And that’s not all. Those abs… so incredibly sexy! And then…”
My hand naturally gravitated towards her most intimate area. But even before my fingers made contact, it was already slick with wetness, as if her cunt had been eagerly anticipating my touch. I clearly saw the droplets of pussy juice flowing from her lower lips, soaking her white garter belt and trickling down her smooth thighs to the floor.
I no longer had any reason to hesitate. My middle and index fingers slipped into her tightly closed lower lips. Ugh… ahh… ah… I could hear her soft moans, barely audible, confirming that she was indeed enjoying my touch.
Was she just shy about moaning loudly? Her forced restraint was quite endearing. But… if you feel like moaning, you don’t have to hold back. It’s just me here, so you can make as much noise as you want. In fact, I want to hear your moans.
“Even if your upper lips are reserved… your lower lips are so honest. I think I can trust them. And those who don’t lie deserve a reward, don’t they? I want to have a wonderful time with you tonight. I’ll invite you to my bedroom, so follow me quietly.”
“W-wait a moment, Princess! You want to have a wonderful time…?”
Without waiting for Caldir’s reply, I grabbed her hand and pulled. I had expected her to follow without resistance, but surprisingly, when I tugged her hand, she tried to resist. But there was one thing Caldir didn’t know: the more she resisted, the more enticing it became.
“Hmph! You flaunted that big ass of yours, trying to seduce me, and now you’re playing coy! Well then, I have my own methods!”
Normally, I wouldn’t have dared to use this ability, fearing the judgment of others, but all the other bitches were completely engrossed in their own fondling and fucking, paying us no mind. In that case… it should be alright to reveal my true self.
I moved closer to Caldir, who, despite having clearly seen me first and even swaying her ample ass in a blatant invitation, was now stubbornly resisting my pull, planting her feet and refusing to budge. I gently stroked her lower abdomen with my right hand, unleashing the power inherited from my mother.
As I invoke my succubus heritage, my brilliant golden hair and eyes gradually deepened into a rosy pink, until my entire being was bathed in a vibrant, saccharine hue. Soon after, the horns, wings, and tail that marked my succubus lineage manifested.
Mother was a succubus, Father a human. As a half-blood, I wasn’t sure if I could fully harness my dormant powers, but if it meant making this bitch completely mine, I would stop at nothing.
“Princess… that form… could it be…?”
“It’s far too late to realize anything now!”
Sensing a strange shift, Caldir quickly looked down at her lower abdomen. Her eyes widened in horror as she saw a brand, a grotesque fusion of a uterus and a heart, etched onto the spot that had been smooth skin just moments before, save for her defined abs and navel.
“Now, you won’t dare defy my commands. So now… just obediently follow me to my bedroom!”
One of the many abilities of a succubus was to brand a mark onto a partner’s lower abdomen, turning them into a puppet obedient to their will. While the standard brand could be used repeatedly without limit, there was one brand that could only be used once in a lifetime, on a single individual: the “Absolute Brand.” It etched an indelible mark, binding them together for eternity.
Needless to say, the heart-shaped mark I had just imprinted on Caldir’s lower abdomen was the Absolute Brand. The marked individual shared their life force with the brand’s owner, could not engage in sex or bear children with anyone else, was utterly subservient to the owner’s commands, and experienced amplified sexual sensitivity.
It even came with an on/off switch. Instead of being forced into sexual acts by the brand’s power, the marked individual could be compelled to lick my pussy willingly, or I could simply observe how lewd they could become without the brand’s direct influence.
A brand that even the owner could never erase once it was placed, a mark that could only be bestowed upon one person as a symbol of eternal union – that was the Absolute Brand. In human terms… it was similar to a wedding ring, perhaps? Though human marriage, easily dissolved with a divorce decree, was nothing like this… In any case, that’s what I had just etched onto Caldir’s lower abdomen.
“You mustn’t do this… ugh… ahh… no… no…!”
Though Caldir protested verbally, she couldn’t bring herself to pull away from the Princess’s hand due to the brand’s control. And just like that, on the very day they met, she had become a puppet, led by the Princess’s will. To resist in vain only to become a puppet… a truly tragic fate.
In truth, Caldir was also a psychic, far more powerful than the Princess. However… believing that emitting psychic energy could harm others, she habitually walked around without even a basic shield to protect herself… and defenseless, she couldn’t erase the brand etched onto her lower abdomen. It was too late for regrets.
“Aah… there… a little deeper… ah! Yes… keep thrusting right there…?”
“Your pussy, Onee-sama… it’s pink and so deliciously wet… I want to keep touching it…”
Looking around quickly, the others were still engrossed in their own passionate and intense encounters, seemingly oblivious to the two figures slipping out of the banquet hall. Thanks to this, I was able to reach my bedroom in an instant, undisturbed.
“Princess, you’re back… kyaaa! Demon wings! A succubus who looks just like the Princess!”
“Kyaaa! Princess… that form… and… who is that woman with you?!”
“No time to explain! Get out of the way! No one enters my room until I say so!”
Ah, I couldn’t completely avoid the maids in the palace, so I had to endure a few shrill screams, but having come this far, I couldn’t simply pretend nothing had happened because of the other bitches reactions.
Rumors about us would probably spread throughout the palace before the night was over. Well, it was a situation I had partly orchestrated, so I had no regrets. In fact, I hoped those sluts would spread the rumors far and wide, even beyond the palace walls, rather than keeping their mouths shut and guarding our secrets.
While being dragged along by her delicate wrist, Caldir had been forced to reveal her most private parts to dozens of maids. Ugh… no… d-don’t look…! My pussy… my nipples… p-please… close your eyes…!
Being led by the Princess’s hand against my will, showing my naked body to others was incredibly embarrassing, but at the same time, an inexplicable pleasure welled up within me. Aah… I think more breast milk and pussy juice are leaking out…
Even at a time like this, my body was so oblivious… Aah… my nipples are chafing against my lingerie… hnn… I’m losing my mind… When I finally regained my senses, I was already on the Princess’s bed.
