Captured

The attack soon ends, and I notice how everything has disappeared, whether in the sky or on the ground, and the area is once again completely flat, and from the shape, I would say that this plain is below the initial height.

I soon see Uriel lying on the ground with severe injuries, and I quickly run to him.

"Uriel, Uriel, get up, you can't have died." I immediately place my head on his chest, and fortunately, he is breathing, and his heart is beating.

"Heal, Heal, Heal, Heal...w-why isn't it healing...w-why?" I can't heal him.

"It's not healing because he's taken too much damage for a simple healing spell to be effective, sweetheart," Beelzebub says, appearing in front of me.

He soon creates a sword with magic and is about to attack Uriel, and I place myself in front of the attack, and Beelzebub stops.

"Why protect him? Before, you wouldn't have had the courage to do this. Is he that important to you?"

"Yes, he is."

"And how do you plan to stop me?"

His voice has returned to that monotonous and lazy tone, indicating that he doesn't care about the situation.

"I-I don't know, b-but I won't let you kill Uriel."

"...Serving as a shield won't protect him. Shouldn't you try another method?"

"P-Please don't kill Uriel, I-I'll do anything."

"Now we're getting somewhere...this Hero cut off one of Fenrir's legs, and Asmodeus wasn't too happy about that."

"T-That..."

"I'm also not too happy with your escape. Thanks to your escape, I've had some problems and setbacks, and I've had to waste my resting time looking for you."

"..."

"And worst of all...you've started using the Runes again. I thought I made my opinion clear, and not just one, but three runes were used."

"Courg Cof." Uriel coughs blood, and I turn my attention back to him.

"...This hero is better than I thought. Others would have already died."

"P-Please, heal Uriel, save him. It doesn't matter what you do to me, I-I'll accept anything."

"I don't know. Your offer isn't very tempting. There's not much someone like you can do for me."

Desperation hits me. If I don't do anything, Uriel will die. I can't let him die. I kneel before him while begging. It's humiliating, but Uriel's life is more important than my low pride.

"Please, please, please, I swear I'll do anything, no matter how difficult and painful it is, just save Uriel."

Beelzebub thinks for a while, and the longer we wait, the worse Uriel's condition becomes. I start using a lot of healing magic to try to at least help him last a little longer.

"P-Please, Uriel is dying." Tears fall from my eyes as I plead.

"You know, sweetheart, I like to record everything I find interesting," he begins.

"So, shall we make a deal? Are you willing?" His tone is malicious, but I don't care. Anything that can save Uriel is welcome.

"Yes, I'll do whatever you want. Any deal, just save Uriel."

"Then I'll state the terms, and you can decide to accept or reject them. Even if you reject, everything that happens will still lead to the hero's death, as I'll still take you with me."

"Okay, I won't deny it." I say with determination.

"You see, I have a place called the [Incubator]. It serves as a place for various tests, but the insects there don't have a good nursery for reproduction. They need something that can last."

As he starts talking about the Incubator, I can already imagine the terms of this contract.

"Inside the Incubator, there are thousands of insect-like monster races. I use them for various tests, but I have one test that has only resulted in failures so far. I need something that can survive there, even if it has thousands or millions of offspring."

Just hearing this makes me shudder. The reproductive rate of these monsters seems even greater than Fenrir's.

"So, I want you to help me with this. You must become the nursery of that place for at least 1 week. However...all of this will be broadcast live to the entire planet, and you must never say that you hate or complain about it. The only things you can say are to beg to be fucked, to praise, or to moan."

The proposal is simply horrific. I will be fucked by damned insect monsters while having to pretend to enjoy it. The mere disgust I feel just imagining it makes me want to vomit. And on top of that, I'll have to show the whole world.

Beelzebub is cruel, very cruel. He knows that if I refuse, Uriel will die. I'm trapped in this situation. In addition to the repulsion of having to do this, I'll have to exhibit to the world how "I like" this situation. It's an immense cruelty towards me.

"I-I accept, I'll go, I'll do it, just please save Uriel and don't do anything to him." I respond hesitantly. My determination has been slightly shaken, but I will still do whatever is necessary to save Uriel. I know he would also do anything to save me.

I won't be a cowardly traitor who abandons him because I'm afraid of what will happen to me. I'm immortal; I just need to endure a week. What is a mere week compared to Uriel's life?

"Then sign this here, sweetheart." He shows me a paper and hands me some kind of inkwell pen.

I sign my name. It feels like I'm signing a contract with the devil, which is not far from the truth, as Beelzebub is one of the Demon Lords. Soon, Beelzebub heals Uriel, and I let out a sigh of relief as I see him in better condition.

"Now, shall we return? We need to prepare you for the show, hehe," he says mockingly.

Soon, Uriel grabs Beelzebub's leg.

"You can't take her. Leave Ayla here," he says in a heavy, tired tone. Even though Beelzebub has healed him, he still can't move or fight.

"And how will you stop me, hero? Will you really throw away her sacrifice? You know that if you try to stop me, I can kill you, and I won't be breaking my contract with Ayla, right?"

The contract, although I haven't read it 100%, I've noticed that it has some disadvantageous clauses for me. However, I didn't have much choice but to accept, and he knew that.

"Uriel...p-please, I'm fine. I'm just sad that we'll be separated again." I say with a fake smile, my voice clearly trembling with fear. I'm afraid of what will happen to me in that place, but seeing Uriel alive makes me believe that what I did was the right thing.

"T-Then take good care of Aetheris for me," I say to him. Soon, Beelzebub pulls his leg, disconnecting it from Uriel's hand.

"Ayla..." Knowing that Uriel will also see me in that situation is repugnant, but it's better this way. At least he's safe for now.

Soon, a magic circle begins to form to teleport us.

"Ayla, I'll save you. Please, have hope. I'll get you out of that place," Uriel says as he tries to crawl closer.

"Hahaha, don't think it'll be that easy, hero. Your anti-magic trick won't work again. I've taken care of that," Beelzebub says mockingly.

Soon, we disappear, and the last thing I hear from Uriel is...

"AYLA, I LOVE YOU..." We are now in Beelzebub's room, and I am completely alone in the castle, not even having Aetheris as company anymore.

"Why the tears, sweetheart, hehe?" I hadn't even noticed that I had tears in my eyes.

"Now, let's start what really matters. Since I'm so benevolent, I'll give you two options. First, be fucked by the insects as you are now...or wait for me to make some modifications to the collar to help your body."

He says as he sits on the bed.

"What do you mean?" I ask, uncertain.

"The insects will literally use what they find. Naturally, they will use the holes in your cat ears and use the holes in your nipples. Normally, this can be just painful."

I can imagine it, as I think having a cock shoved into my ears doesn't seem like a very pleasant idea.

"That's why I'll make some changes to the collar so that your breasts can be temporarily expanded to withstand the offspring, as well as two modifications to your ear. The first is to prevent your brain from being damaged, even if the cock goes from one side of your ear to the other, and the second is to avoid eggs being left in your ears, teleporting them directly to a reservoir in my room."

Hearing him explain this fills me with disgust. Just the explanation is nauseating and repugnant. I can only think that Beelzebub is a complete lunatic. What he suffered from having runes carved into his body won't even come close to the disgust I feel now.

I hate this damned game that encompasses so many different fetishes. I think I'd rather be caught in a tentacle trap than the Incubator. Even being fucked by Fenrir is better than being fucked by insects.

"Why the look of disgust, sweetheart? You'll 'like' it when we start." And worse, I'll have to pretend and beg for more. I don't know if I'll be able to live in society if I ever escape from here. Just imagine how my perspective would be in the eyes of other people.

"I want...you to modify the collar..." If he does this, I can at least ensure that no parasites will be born in my brain. If one day I have the chance to choose someone to kill, it would be Beelzebub without a doubt. He deserves to burn in the depths of hell.

I've never hated a being so much before. I think I dislike Beelzebub even more than Aurora. Beelzebub is an abomination for doing this to me. Soon, he uses magic to modify the collar, and I feel some changes.

"Come here, sweetheart." He calls me, and I walk up to him. He immediately shoves his finger deep into my ear, and I tremble at the sensation.

"See, it's working correctly. So, you shouldn't have any problems..."

"Now, put on this outfit. I need you to introduce yourself to the world before we start our show." He says with a cruel smile as he hands me a very short maid's outfit that exposes a lot of my body. I put on the clothes with mechanical movements, only wishing for this to end soon.