After letting her gaze lose focus and go blank, Eluse realized it wasn’t going to be that simple.
Almost instantly, Eliana was before her. She sat kneeling over Eluse’s body, yet Eluse felt no weight at all, as if the woman had no mass.
Eliana leaned in close, her cool hair falling down and brushing against Eluse’s burning cheeks. This was no longer the submissive posture of a maid, but the stance of a predator inspecting the prize in its paws.
Her fingernails had become long and sharp. She lightly lifted Eluse’s chin, forcing her to look directly into her eyes. A smile curled at the corners of Eliana’s lips.
“My Lady~ Lying makes you a naughty child, you know~ Naughty children get punished severely~”
Eliana’s words were a blatant threat, and Eluse should have felt panic, but every syllable was as cloying as honey, making the girl feel lightheaded and dazed.
“My Lady, you seem to want to struggle, but you know it’s meaningless~ You took something from me… and you must pay the corresponding price.”
Cool fingers slid down her jawline, lightly stroking Eluse’s slender neck and sparking waves of shudders. Her pulse was racing there, every throb hammering against the fragile vessel walls as if echoing the rhythm of the demon’s fingertips.
Eluse could clearly feel the sharp edges of those nails scraping over her skin with almost cruel precision, coming to a stop right over her carotid artery. It was a threat and a silent declaration: her life and death were entirely in Eliana’s hands.
Eliana’s other hand braced itself beside Eluse, trapping her between the bed and her own body. That soul-stealing fragrance seemed to grow even more potent.
After her Demonization, Eliana’s form appeared even more breathtaking. Her fullness pressed against Eluse’s front; even through the thin nightgown, Eluse could feel an alien and dangerous softness.
“My Lady, this is your final warning~ Hand over my things immediately~”
‘What… what should I do?’ Eluse was momentarily at a loss. She wasn’t sure if Eliana actually had proof that she was the one who took them.
In her hypnotized state, should she continue to insist she was innocent, or obediently return the items? Clearly, it was time to choose. Her decision would determine whether she would see the sun tomorrow.
‘Maybe I should just give them back?’ Eluse’s resolve wavered. If she returned them, perhaps the demon would be in a good mood and spare her?
But what if Eliana still intended to kill her even after getting them back? Those two items were crucial to the demon; if she could deprive her of them, it would definitely increase her chances of survival later.
After weighing her options, the girl made her final decision. To put it bluntly, it was a massive gamble.
“I didn’t take your things…”
When those flat, emotionless words left Eluse’s mouth, she clearly saw Eliana pause.
“Did the hypnosis fail?”
A simple sentence muttered to herself, yet it made Eluse’s heart race.
‘Did she… find out?’ Before she could process it, she saw Eliana lean down, licking her lips seductively. Simultaneously, the hypnosis… was lifted.
A sense of foreboding rose within her.
Demons were beings that guided people to fall into their own desires. Eliana wanted to see just how long her young mistress could hold out against her own.
“My Lady, I advise you to tell the truth sooner rather than later~”
“I didn’t—wah!”
Hearing the first half of the sentence, Eliana wasted no more words. The hand that had been braced by Eluse’s side quietly slid to the hem of the nightgown.
Icy fingertips climbed up her thigh like a snake, moving slowly and agonizingly.
Eluse gasped, trying to curl her body away, but she was clamped firmly in place by Eliana’s legs. The demon’s breath fanned over Eluse’s reddened ear, seemingly carrying a trace of magic that made her feel unbearably hot all over.
The girl bit her lower lip, trying to resist the tingling sensation surging from behind, but Eliana knew exactly how to manipulate her weaknesses. Her fingertips drew small circles on Eluse’s taut, flat stomach, leaving a tiny shudder with every bit of pressure applied.
The silk fabric of the nightgown rubbed against her tender skin; every minute movement became a new form of torture.
“Still not talking~?”
Eliana’s lips pressed against Eluse’s carotid artery, her tongue lightly licking the throbbing vessel.
“Or shall we… continue this game?”
Her other hand quietly undid the shoulder strap of the nightgown. The fabric slid down, exposing skin that shimmered like pearls in the dim light. Eliana lowered her head, her black hair falling like a curtain to shroud the two of them in a private, dangerous space.
“N-no…”
Eluse’s voice was laced with a sob, though it was unclear if it was from fear or something else. Her reason was melting, and her body betrayed her will, leaning into that icy touch.
Eliana’s nails lightly scraped over the sensitive skin of her waist.
“Do you know what demons are best at?”
She finally took the girl’s earlobe into her mouth, rubbing it with her teeth with just the right amount of pressure.
“It’s making the prey drown in its own desires~”
Eluse’s breathing completely lost its rhythm. Every increase in pressure from the demon hit her weaknesses with precision. The unbearable stimulation continuously eroded the last sliver of her sanity.
The girl’s fingertips sank deep into the bedsheets, the smooth fabric twisting and deforming in her grip. Every breath was a tremor, every gasp clearly audible in the silent room. She tried to bite her lip to suppress those shameful sounds, but they always leaked out as fragmented whimpers under Eliana’s deliberate touches.
“Speak!”
As she spat out those two words with a chilling tone, Eliana suddenly increased the force. Instantly, the girl arched her slender waist and threw her head back, looking like a fish tossed onto the shore. she sobbed quietly, her face a mess of tears.
Yet even then, the words “I didn’t” could still be heard in her broken responses.
‘Is it really not My Lady?’ Eliana narrowed her eyes slightly. Then who could have taken her things?
The demon slowly lowered her head, her gaze locking onto Eluse again. The girl was curled up slightly, her slender shoulders trembling from discomfort. Her eyes were wet and red, several strands of silver hair stuck to her sweaty forehead, and her lips were red and swollen from being toyed with, parted slightly as she gasped for air.
‘Truly unbearable…’
It seemed her image had already been etched deep into the girl’s mind. Perhaps hypnosis magic alone wouldn’t be enough to wipe her memories clean; she would have to perform a deeper level of purging.
At that thought, Eliana leaned in again. This time, her movements were heart-stoppingly slow. Her icy hands cupped Eluse’s cheeks, and her thumbs gently brushed over her wet eyes, wiping away the tears that were about to fall. The action was almost tender.
Immediately after, she covered Eluse’s eyes, and two purple tentacles emerged from behind her, coiling toward the girl in her arms…