Tales of a Seductress

TOAD – Chapter 69

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m cumming!” I moaned, grinding me hips down against the squirming tongue below.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Hah… hah… yes?” I looked over at the door.

The door opened and a couple of people stepped in. As soon as they got sight of my naked body straddling the face of another naked woman lying on the bed. My hips gyrated as my wet cunt leaked liquid down her chin and neck. That last one had been a squirter, and I had shot my juices down her skin. I couldn’t help but reach out and grab her breasts, running my fingers over her chest and stomach and rubbing my juices against her dark skin until she smelled of my pussy. Of course, she was just a homunculus, but she was surprisingly resilient and had managed to last me the night.

I let out a little sigh, my shoulder slouching slightly. “Is it morning already, daddy?”

The Truthsayer was distinctly looking away from me, and the others he had brought were servants who had their eyes down.

“My lady, it is time to begin the queen’s trial. You should try to take this seriously.”

“I am taking it seriously.” I pushed out my lower lip in a pout while my fingers unconsciously manipulated the nipples of the glorified sex doll under me. “The queen’s trial is a trial that tests your sins. If I want any hope of surviving it, shouldn’t I get out all of my depravity before going inside?”

Whether it was my beauty, my appearance, or the extremely tempting words I spoke, any one of them was enough to cause any man, and even most women, to lose control and become my slaves, even with the restrictions that the demon lord had put on my neck. The homunculus was naturally immune to such things, the Truthsayer was at a high enough level to resist such tactics. Yet, the servants were a different matter, and I could see one of them shake slightly despite his best effort. My eyes caught this immediately. Licking my lips, I decided that after this pointless trial, I was going fuck his brains out.

The Truthsayers eyes darted between the servant and me. He seemed to be very perceptive. As expected of someone who would be the Demon King’s trusted official. He finally looked me directly in the eyes as if he couldn’t see my naked form at all and smiled.

“Please, my lady, do not make this difficult on us.”

“If you insist…”

I could only sigh as I lifted my leg and got off of the face of my trusty homunculus. Although she was little more than a sex toy to me, the body was that of a living person. Her expressionless face had red puffy lips and her eyes had bags under them. Considering the ride I had subjected her to, a lesser woman would have already suffocated. Thankfully, the body had been that of a much higher-level woman, and she was able to handle my abuse. She put her tongue back in her mouth and waited obediently on the bed for my next command.

I ignored her though since I was done with my fun. Instead, I turn away and started looking for my clothing. I was the kind of girl who threw her clothing anywhere convenient during her passion, and sometimes forgot where it went. Min used to complain when I lost an article of clothing she had painstakingly sewn for me.

I stopped for a second with my hand in one of my drawers. I had since lost everything Min had ever made me. The clothing I was touching was finely sewn by a professional seamstress under the order of the Demon King. It was probably made of the finest materials he could purchase. Yet, compared to Min’s clothing, it felt like it was missing a certain something.

“My lady?” The Truthsayer asked worriedly as I stood frozen.

I shook my head and picked something. That part of my life was long gone. I wasn’t some hero who would save the world of man. I was the future queen of the demon king. Even though demons weren’t evil, they were the enemies of humanity. I was marrying the enemy and was thus about as far from being considered a hero as could be.

I hadn’t become a seductress and enchantress just by chance. I had the skills to back it up, and those skills included being able to undress and redress quickly. If there was some kind of dress skill in this world, I would have unlocked and mastered it. Within only a few minutes, I had put on a dress that might have taken another girl a full hour and the help of a handmade. Well, I could have ordered my homunculus to help me if I needed it. The most complicated dresses needed a second hand, but this was a dress intended for the outdoors, and thus it was easier to put on.

Of course, it was still the dress of a demon queen and needed to match the expectations of a top person in the demon realm. Furthermore, there was my makeup and hair to consider. I might be supernaturally beautiful, and could cause most men to become shocked with just a look at my face, but that didn’t mean I shouldn’t try. I put on basic makeup and did my hair up. As I did the complicated folds of my hair, I seemed to recall that what I was doing was the kind of elaborate stuff a person would only get after attending a hairstylist.

Little by little, leveling had changed me. The things I had noticed most were my charm and beauty, but those were only some of the numbers. My strength, agility, and intelligence had also increased, and without realizing it, some simple habits changed too. Hairstyles that would have been possible to assemble on my own could be done quickly and skillfully. The same could be said about outfits and makeup.

I considered it a simple design, but a distant part of my memory screamed that I was dressed up better than a bride at her wedding. The distance between commoners and third-classers was real, and the distance between me and the world I had grown up in was a canyon.

“Shall we go?” I asked after finishing up.

The Truthsayer looked up at me and then nodded. Although his eyes looked appreciative, there wasn’t an ounce of lust in them. I wondered how he did that. It must be some kind of special skill that he didn’t instantly fall for me. Then again, I hadn’t seriously pursued him. Even though I didn’t hesitate to tease and annoy my future husband, I still did fear seriously pissing him off. I had a feeling that his Truthsayer was a bottom line.

“Of course, my lady.” The Truthsayer took a breath and then lead the way.

I followed him out of the building where I was put into a carriage. The carriage was completely sealed without windows, and when I stepped inside, I heard a click as the outer door was locked. It reminded me a bit of the carriage that Nidia used to bring people to their sex parties. It appeared that I was being taken to another secret place. I leaned back and waited as the carriage rocked into motion. The trip took quite a bit of time, and I was even starting to get a bit peckish again. I thought of flicking one out on the journey, but I’d be pretty annoyed if we reached our destination before I reached mine.

We finally came to a stop just as I was about to knock on the door and demand an update. There was a click, and the door opened. It was already dark out, and a man with a lite lantern held the door open. He was covered completely by a robe, a hood hiding his face. There were dozens of similarly robed people. I felt exposed compared to a lot of them.

“Am I wearing the wrong outfit?” I asked out loud.

“No, my queen. This is a journey you must take alone. We stand here as witnesses, but we are but ghosts with no identity and no presence.” The voice of a robbed figure held out a hand to me.

I was disappointed that it wasn’t the Demon King, but the Truthsayer who said those words. With a little sigh, I took his hand and let him help me out of the cart. He let go of my hand as he began to lead me once again. We appeared to be on a mud-packed road leading through a dense forest. The carriage had stopped in a place that seemed no different from anywhere else, and it wasn’t until I followed the Truthsayer a few steps out from the road that we passed through a bush and I could see a distant light.

As we walked, the lights became brighter, and I realized there were even more men robed with lanterns. I could also hear a drum beating in the distance. There was nothing ominous or unsettling about that.

“What’s with all the theatrics?” I muttered to myself.

“This is an important event, my lady. It has never happened in the history of the demon realm. If they didn’t do at least this much, wouldn’t they be insulting their very customs?”

“Hmm…” I gave a none committal reply as we came out into a small clearing.

At the end of the clearing was a door. There was no other way to describe it. There was a large hill, and that hill had a door on the side. It was large and open but was completely dark on the inside. There were robbed people lining the entire clearing, allowing a path for me to enter the door. I continued to follow the Truthsayer until we reached the doorway.

At that moment, the drumming stopped.  I almost wanted to snort at the cheesiness of it all, but I was far too nervous. My hand unconsciously went to the band around my wrist and I felt it. Supposedly, even if I was trapped, Oberon would summon me out of it again. This was a situation where I couldn’t lose. There were only two outcomes. Either I came of my own volition, or I was forced out. In one case, I would do what was expected and fail. Oberon would have a headache, but he would still push to make me queen. In the other event, I succeeded, and then no one could dispute my place as queen. I knew which option I wanted.

“You will need to travel on your own here.” The Truthsayer spoke into the silence, holding out his lantern. “Travel light, in body, mind, and heart.”

The words had the feeling of something profound, but I had a feeling he had just made them up to sound cool. I took the lantern from his hand and he backed away into the crowd.

“So, I just need to walk through and get back out again, then I’m queen?” I asked.

I looked toward the door and then back, but the Truthsayer had disappeared among the other robed men, and I could no longer pick him out.

“She speaks as if it’s so easy.” An irritated voice growled.

I could tell that was Lord Tigon. Another robed man held up his hand and then spoke.

“You will go through and face your test.” Another voice stated. “If you succeed, then no one will object to your marriage with Lord Oberon. Only after your marriage can you be crowned queen.”

His voice was older and feebler, but I was able to guess it was Sammuel speaking. I listened to his words very deliberately. I had a feeling he wouldn’t mince them. The message sounded clear to me. He might not offer Oberon support if I didn’t finish the trial properly. If the demon king responded and had an opinion on this, he didn’t speak up and was unidentifiable among the groups of cloaked demons.

I gave Sammuel a nod of acceptance and then looked back at the door. I only had one decision left. I stepped through.

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