<Thunderclap (talent): The host acquires the ability to make his body and any structure he touches vibrate at will>
<Intensity limited by the host's Sid units>
<Use with moderation>
The system explained. Meanwhile, Honoria pushed with all her strength—desperately trying to shove Mithras out of the way. But the harder she tried, the weaker she became. Her body quickly turning into a mess of heat and lust.
Here, Mithras broke the kiss, hoisting Honoria by the waist and maintaining eye contact.
"Let me guess, Akamana di Angra must be your idol, right? Why do you power-hungry hussies all seem to take inspiration from that madwoman? You murdered your brothers and drove your dad insane all so you could take control of your family's wealth. Relied on your Inner Flame and unscrupulous nature to get in the royal family's good grace and acquire more assets.
But that wasn't enough. You still had to try and ruin the life of a random guy you don't know shit about all so you could add more accolades to your throne of bullshit. Hussy, that ain't a good look.
Fortunately for you, I don't believe in killing hussies. Far as I'm concerned, all bad broads can be bitched. If she still got the heart to act a fool, it just means you haven't bitched her right." Mithras whispered in Honoria's ear, tightening his grip on the treacherous enchantress' waist, and squeezing the last bit of resistance out of her.
"How? the Pyretic Demon Orchid can affect even Blood Longevity templars! Throughout the Purple Dawn Continent…no one can resist it—much less control its essence altogether!
So how…how did you do it?" Even as her heart rate sped up and her hormones spiraled out of control, Honoria wanted an answer. The Pyretic Demon Orchid was her trump card, the irresistible relic she counted on to turn the kingdom into her private property.
She just burned one petal, but that should have been more than enough to deal with any man of the Blood-Smelting Kingdom. So why did it have no effect on Mithras?
Worse, he could control the aphrodisiac's essence and send it back several times stronger!
"For someone renowned for her brain, you're remarkably stupid. Since I can help Cassandra's Sid rank rise so fast, is it so hard to imagine I have other tricks up my sleeve?
Once again, we have a mini-boss mistaking themselves for an antagonist—desperately trying to cheat the mc of his chance at fulfilling his mad fantasies. But hussy, even if I were to fall on my quest to become the number one whore in history, it sure as hell wouldn't be because of your bitch ass." Mithras sneered, and with a casual throw, tossed Honoria onto his bed.
<Name: Honoria di Wisteria>
<Age: 25>
<Gender: Female>
<Race: Half-Monstress>
<Charm: Stunning>
<System Title: None>
<Templar rank: ninth level of Flame Refinement>
<Sid Level: 500 units>
<Mutation: Moon Rabbit (first class)>
<Sid Flame: Metamorphic Moonfire (second class)>
"Ooh. You were hiding a mutation? A first-class mutation and actual monster blood? Are their majesties aware of this? Would explain why they are not willing to let you marry into the royal family despite your second-class Inner Flame." Pleasantly surprised by the status screen, Mithras gave Honoria a thumbs up.
Thanks to their Inner Flames, Gurus didn't need genes or mutations to become templars. Both helped them progress faster, but all Gurus were also templars by default.
And as Inner Flames were a hundred times rarer and more powerful than genes of the same level, any faction that aspired to the top had to gather and nurture as many Gurus as they could afford to.
So, if only for the chance to strengthen the royal family's bloodline with an Inner Flame, an ambitious king such as Gaiseric shouldn't have hesitated to break royal taboos and marry his heir to Honoria. But he wouldn't even let her become a consort, showing that more than her background was at stake here.
Amused by the aristocracy's antics, Mithras restrained a laugh, pulling over a white oak chair while watching Honoria moan and squirm on his bed.
"Help...if you don't help me...the warriors I've hidden in House Astalon with my Metamorphic Moonfire will alert their majesties and cause the extermination of your—" Barely had Honoria reached this point that Mithras snapped his fingers, causing over 30 male heads to appear out of thin air.
"You mean them?" Mithras asked in a cheerful tone, and recognizing those heads, Honoria panicked, shaking her head in a mix of terror and confusion.
"No...nonono! You're a monster! A demon! How?!" Over 30 assassins trained by the royal family, including five Inner Accumulation templars, all dead? Throughout the Blood Smelting Kingdom, how many could accomplish this?
But that wasn't the critical part. The real problem is...how did Mithras see through the shapeshifting abilities of the Metamorphic Moonfire?
"Oh come on now, you're breaking my heart. Between fellow halfies, shouldn't we support one another? But here you are calling me a monster—a demon, even!
*sniff* *sniff*
And I thought I found a friend. So sad. But since you're so desperate to know how I saw through your tricks, I will show you," Mithras said and stretched out his right arm, gently grabbing Honoria's hand.
The moment Mithras' hand connected with hers, Honoria could feel her five senses explode, reaching levels of sensory powers that defied common sense.
In that instant, she could see, hear, and smell everything across three kilometers. Her senses of taste and touch also went through the roof, with the latter making her nerves feel everything with 1,000 times the intensity.
The two aphrodisiacs were bad enough. But once that divine sensation joined the mix, the noble lady felt as if she was overdosing on grams of opioids, entering a catatonic state of madness and ecstasy.
"How does it feel? All the pleasure in the world, but you can't appreciate it—dominated by your senses and overwhelmed by feelings you never thought possible. This is the First Divine Secret: Exalted Sense.
In the hands of a Sage, that Secret unlocks God-level senses. My sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch have all reached the divine level, meaning that I can also see through disguises and illusions.
I can even share the Secret's power with whoever I touch. But since you've not unlocked the Secret on your own and aren't protected by Divine Power, to you, it's just a drug." Mithras explained. But overwhelmed by her senses, Honoria couldn't listen, her body as red as a burning plate.
Mithras didn't care, and with his free hand, brushed Honoria's hair.
"It wasn't a bad plan, to be honest. Metamorphic Flames are rare and almost impossible to see through—at least for the average man. Even Cassandra can't see through your cover—to say nothing of the rest of House Astalon.
But see, my Cassandra is a very suspicious woman, which is why she always kept me on a tight leash. Such a clever woman naturally considered all the ways to exploit my powers to the best of her abilities.
I have 60 summoning seals scattered in House Astalon—seals I can use to summon my pets at strategic points.
Without the slave seal that used to bind me, I can activate all those seals at will, and send my pets to clean up the house in a heartbeat. Add my Divine Secret to the mix, and you were pretty much asking for a beating.
Compared to my Cassandra, you're just an immature child and still have much to learn. But don't worry, because I will take my time to teach you...how to level up from basic bitch into a valuable hussy." Mithras whispered straight into Honoria's ear, and let go of her hand, ending the overpowering sensations trapping the noble lady in mad ecstasy.
Now, as she looked at Mithras, Honoria no longer felt that she faced a fellow human being, but a demon in human form that could swallow her at any time.
"But first, we're going to play a game. I call it…Two Gates of Hell.
I am going to sit on this white oak chair, and you're going to stand up, walk up to me, spread your hussy legs, and ride my cock till I pump you full of cum. Rinse and repeat till the rays of the sun light up the morning.
Many will come and catch us in the act, but you won't care. I won't touch you either—not once. You will do all the work, and only stop when the sun rises.
If you don't want to play my game, that's perfectly fine. The door is right there. You can walk out whenever you want.
Yes or no, it's all up to you." Mithras explained the rules, then sat in his white oak chair.
"Now, dear hussy, what is it gonna be?"
Enjoy!
Shameful, degrading, and completely unacceptable. As the heiress of a wealthy noble house and a talent valued by the royal family, never in Honoria's life had she been subjected to such obscene verbal abuse. Even Gaiseric and Vel'Asha treated her with respect. But here she was, being ordered by a youth from the servant class to "walk up to him, spread her hussy legs, and ride his cock till he pumped her full of cum!"
Even as the Pyretic Demon and Human Aphrodisiac Essences made her loins stir with infinite lust, Honoria's eyes burned with killing intent, nailing Mithras who watched her with the curiosity of a kid discovering a zoo for the first time ever.
He was just supposed to be her stepping stone. A toy to be used and discarded at will! So why was he now in control of her fate, able to decide her life and death? Honoria couldn't accept it, but no matter how much rage, contempt, and hatred she felt towards Mithras, she had to admit…that submitting to him was her only way out.
'I…can't leave like this. If I walk out of that door in this shape, those two aphrodisiacs will make me seduce and fuck all the men of House Astalon before dawn…and he knows it!' Honoria's Pyretic Demon Flower was a terrible poison, something she only got her hands on thanks to a pact with a superior being.
And once combined with Mithras' Human Aphrodisiac essence, it became a mind-breaking drug that could turn the purest of nuns into a cock-starved street whore. The longer Honoria stared at Mithras, the hungrier she became—her whole body itching with the need to bury the servant's cock in her cunt.
Not wanting to let Mithras catch signs of her lust, Honoria lowered her head, biting her lips in frustration.
"Mhm…is it me, or does it smell bitch in the air?" Mithras stroked his chin. Sadly for Honoria, her body had pretty much turned into a furnace of lust, leaking stimulating pheromones that Mithras' Aphrodisiac senses didn't miss.
The Human Aphrodisiac's words were the final straw, and determined to teach Mithras a lesson, Honoria jumped down the bed—walking towards Mithras' oak chair with slow but resolute steps.
Her legs trembled with every step. Her milky breasts bouncing up and down as her thick, supple butt shook at her back.
One look and Mithras had to admit that this was a body made for cum-draining activities. So lewd by default that men couldn't help but try to find their way into Honoria's cunt.
No wonder the crown prince of the nation had gone insane for her. But now, the coveted cunt stood over Mithras' thigh, covered only by the noble lady's sky-blue skirt.
Without a word, Honoria straddled the Human Aphrodisiac, hiking up her skirt, and revealing the mess of love juice that had stained her rosy thighs from top to bottom. Her cheeks flushed harder, mixing shame and the uncontrollable desire that now possessed the clout-chasing hussy.
Desire won the match, and Honoria reached for Mithras' pants, undoing his belt, and lowering his pants.
"You…have played yourself! Thanks to your shenanigans, I now have the essence-draining powers of a sex demoness. It won't take me 15 minutes to milk you to death!
You will cry and beg me to stop! But I will keep draining you till the last drop of milk leaks from your dick—" Pumped up by the two aphrodisiacs, Honoria went off—casually speaking words she never thought herself capable of.
But the moment Mithras' cock popped out of his pants, towering like an immovable divine pillar before Honoria's sapphire eyes, the noble lady lost her breath—her rabbit ears and tail popping out on their own and swaying in response to Mithras' rod.
It was at this moment that she knew…she fucked up!
"By all the demons and gods of the higher planes. What the hell is this? How is this massive pole of meat going to fit in my tiny hole?!
You're cheating!" Unable to believe that Mithras' dick was all natural, Honoria snapped, convinced that the Human Aphrodisiac used some kind of spell, elixir, or divine boon to grow his cock to this size.
Mithras didn't comment, watching Honoria's panicked look with great pleasure.
But faced with those irresistible eyes…with the way Mithras undressed and possessed her with his stare alone, Honoria gulped down her saliva, looking sideway to avoid the Human Aphrodisiac's gaze. Not that it mattered. The more time she spent next to Mithras, the more intense the aphrodisiacs became.
The rabbit girl's pheromones went unhinged. And realizing that she was just stroking her opponent's ego and helping him keep all the momentum, Honoria bit her lips, grabbing Mithras' cock at the base, and hiking up her skirt.
The moment next, the rabbit girl lowered her waist, guiding Mithras' thick, swelling cock to her soaked hole.
Misty pink energies leaked from Mithras' pores, pouring into Honoria as her virgin hole spread to suck in the monster cock.
"Ooff…jerk…evil…good!" The moment Mithras' meat stick slid in and pushed through the rabbit girl's hymen, a series of incoherent words and moans leaked from Honoria's mouth.
Lines of blood trickled down Mithras' shaft, marking his ownership of Honoria's cunt.
Meanwhile, Honoria gasped for breath, trying to adjust to the sensation of Mithras' cock spreading her virgin hole with mind-blowing girth. Thankfully, Mithras' pheromones worked wonders, cooperating with the aphrodisiacs to turn pain into demonic pleasure.
At first, Honoria expected Mithras to grab her waist, squeeze her ass cheeks, and kiss her all over. But with masterful control, the Human Aphrodisiac stuck to his terms, not touching Honoria one bit. Annoyed, Honoria raised her eyes—looking straight into Mithras' eyes.
Her monstergirl cunt tightened immediately, clamping on the Human Aphrodisiac's shaft like a vise grip. And even before she'd started moving her hips, Honoria's thighs shook in a little orgasm.
Mithras' gaze stayed the same, facing Honoria like a dragon god who watched a squirrel play in the palm of his hand.
"Let's see how long you can keep up the act!" Provoked and unwilling to become a random cum-draining twerker for Mithras' dick, Honoria moved her hips, rotating her waist so that her enemy's cock explored all corners of her lewd hole.
"Mhm…ahhh—ahhh!" Left and right, up and down, Honoria's butt gyrated on Mithras' cock, her ass cheeks clapping on his balls as her cunt tightened around his shaft. And at first, Mithras did stay composed, not allowing Honoria to find the slightest reaction on his face. But as the aphrodisiacs' powers peaked, and Honoria's slutty hips moved fast and hard—rising and clapping on Mithras' balls nonstop, the Human Aphrodisiac's lips curled up.
"Now…let the game…begin," Mithras whispered and clapped his hands—activating both his Exalted Sense and the Thunderclap talent he'd gotten from the system.
Again, that mind-blowing and overpowering drug-like sensation swept through Honoria's veins, lighting her body on fire. But this time around, things didn't stop there. The Thunderclap talent joined the dance, making both Honoria's cunt and Mithras' cock vibrate with pounding jolts of electricity.
"Wait, wait! W-what's going on? Wooohh…ohhh—oooooh!" Honoria's eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she arched her back, squirting all over Mithras while her rabbit ears tilted back and forth.
Enjoy!
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