10 His Son Hates ‘Pure’ Girls (3)

Theodore didn't despise 'purity' just because he was betrayed once. He just couldn't stand a girl thinking that obedience to him meant that she was being 'pure'. What he hated were... pushovers.

It was only some time after that incident in the past did he learn that the girl who cheated on him was apologetic towards him. However, her way of showing her regret was just disgusting to him...

"It was my fault. I only dated you because you seemed scary." That was her own 'apology' to him.

The more he thought about the past, the more the youth felt like he had tricked himself to believe a fantasy. It was only after reflecting did he realise she never spoke the things that were on her mind.

If she had a problem, she'd bottle it up. The only things she would show him are the 'nice things'.

He only realised now that their relationship had been too perfect since the beginning. It was as if he shied away from looking at the parts of her that were 'inhumane' and more similar to his father.

The youth couldn't stand Zephyr Montblack's way of doing things. Even though he was chosen to be the successor of the family, staying in Hell didn't make him feel happy or a sense of contentment.

He felt that if he had lived among Humans, then there's no way he'd feel so alienated in mindset when compared to others. Is this because he had a Half-Demon mother? Why is it that he wanted his own 'happy family' in the future just like them?

He even dreamed about it... How he would lovingly coddle his wife in his arms and have a harmonic relationship with her. No betrayals, no sudden lack of faith each other. He just wanted honesty...

That's why his first condition was exactly that!

'I wonder what Sasha is doing now?' Theodore thought while wondering about what she thought of the 'second condition' he proposed. After all, it made things a lot more domineering on his end...

The second thing he wanted from her wasn't only a superficial submission, but 'ownership' over her.

Meaning, he wanted to take even her rights as a free thinking and intelligent being... To make it so she could never betray him like others. That was his intention, yet... Theodore hadn't done anything recently. He was making her sexually frustrated.

It wasn't that he had a plan- No, he was just in a dilemma since he couldn't use the 'normal route'.

He couldn't 'train her' like a pet because of certain reasons, so today he was thinking of what to do.

What can he currently do?

Meanwhile, Sasha herself was dreaming of her own fantasy under the conditions he put on her.

As a daughter of a dominatrix, she had tendencies that didn't suite a regular 'submissive'. Instead, her fantasy was warped by the intense possessiveness she had for her partners along with her great lust.

It was a feeling so strong that her dream manifested strangely as she silently slept...

Morning, that's where the dream started. The only difference between fiction and reality was that there was another person with her. This was the very same person always played hard-to-get:

Her boyfriend.

She liked his assertiveness and even the charming way he spoke, but there were times she wished he was more forceful and compliant with the norms of Succubi- No, she wished he'd give her a good time.

She didn't want the stale and dry sex she had with others. The more she got to know him, the more she became addicted to drug called 'Theodore Montblack'. The girl just wanted him all to herself.

"Time to wake up~" She spoke out sweetly to the youth in her dreamworld and 'squeezed him' hard.

Their lower halves had already joined as if they had stayed in such a compromising position for a long time. She could feel him inside her as she looked at the figure she laid down on top of like a pillow.

The Succubi had Theodore shape-shift into a man much larger than her, with a rod thick that it touched the most sensitive areas inside her without a problem. His face was covered in a mask that covered his entire head. It his his looks.

"Theo." She spoke, squeezing him once again. It was only after calling him out more intimately that he woke up. She could tell even without seeing his face that he was feeling good while inside her.

The only thing making him unsatisfied was the lack of 'movement'. His hands reached out to grab her waist, igniting his inner tire. However, Sasha slapped his hand away and told him with a pout:

"I'm hungry. Feed me." A spoiled expression appeared on her face as she disregarded his own lustful 'hunger'. Though this seemed different from a master ordering a slave considering her tone...

The decision was ultimately left to Theodore, and he could very well have his way with her if he wanted to. Despite that, his large arms gently wrapped around her as he lifted her body up.

He was very careful with her body, all while reacting every time she so much as loosened up whenever she liked. Her captivating demeanour had swayed him to use his willpower to resist lust.

Long black hair touched his chest. The Succubi was relaxing as Theodore balanced her in his arms.

Being treated like an object, but also something important. Like a precious treasure, despite only being used to warm up his body and wrap his rod like a sleeve. He cradled her and hugged her body tight, refusing any of gestures to put her down.

She didn't need to use her arms. The masked figure that was larger than her living room door not only altered his size to fit convenience, but also the number of arms that were available for him to use.

They weren't as strong as his originals, but they helped him along as he grabbed her mouth.

He looked at the prepared food on the table and moved her body for her. Once the bread was placed in her mouth, he moved her jaws to chew what was given. Then used his finger to make her swallow. To her, it make life much easier.

"Good job~ Do you want a reward?" After she finished eating, she started subtly grinding her hips on his waist. The rod buried deep within her was pressured the sudden activity and turned harder.

The urge to dominate and impregnate her arose along. Her insides just wouldn't loosen up at all...

"Please. Let me... inside you-"

"I know, but you can't right now. Look." She tried to get up, but was immediately restricted by the extra arms. She spoke in a teasing tone: "You won't even let it leave me. How are we supposed to have sex?"

She laughed, repositioning herself to turn towards the table. Even if her feet didn't touch the floor, it was the strength of his rod shoved deep inside her that kept the Succubi from falling. Both their sensitive parts trembled almost as if the sudden rush of pleasure was something to be previously savoured. Even though she normally had higher limits, Theodore felt his waist getting wet by her.

"This is really unfair..." He spoke with a frown. The mask only hampered his vision, not other senses such as touch or hearing. Still, he wasn't able to release what was inside him with this stimulation.

"Ah~ I'm your dick's true home, aren't I? So why don't you take my advice?" She took initiative to talk to him, her face visibly red. It was much more exhilarating when she spoke dirty words to him.

"What advice?"

"Let go of me."

"But you might leave."

*Slap* Her hand hit her stomach, which also hit his rod as well. With his sensitivity becoming so high over time, this was enough to shock his entire being momentarily. She took the opportunity to get up off his waist, showing her rear towards him with hands on the table. Immediately, he felt like something was missing and tried to put it back in.

"Stop." She spoke in a strangely powerful tone.

It made the wild dog behind her regain his senses before suffering from what seemed like he was deprived of air. It was as if he couldn't stand leaving the comfort of her body after getting used to it. Thus, he obeyed her despite his 'superiority'.

All creatures had a lust of conquest, making someone else their own. To Sasha, this manifested in the form of conquering his body and mind. It was making it so his subconscious was dominated by her to the extent he'd never be able to leave her.

"Clean me up first." She leaned her body on the table and used her hands to open her 'lower mouth' up wide. The masked figure acted as if he found an oases, then rashly drunk her nectar.

He was like a puppet to her. The youth didn't know that all his actions had been taken into account before he had been 'moulded' by her. If it wasn't for his affection, she'd already be forced down by Theo rather satisfying herself with his tongue.

She pushed him back with her leg after a few minutes, breathing heavily as she spoke:

"Have your way with me?" It was after hearing these words did they return to the 'ordinary'.

It was a simple yet rhythmic noise consistently being heard over time. Behind the naked girl was a man constantly thrusting with vigour beyond that of a regular human. He ignored the whimpers of the girl in his arms, moving at a stable speed.

This sexual engagement was mostly passive on her end as she watched him waste his strength.

Her hips were being rocked by his hands, with the rest of them angling her body so that she didn't accidentally hurt herself. The bottom of his palm turned up her chin, but didn't push it forcefully.

He let her laze around as he enjoyed her body. The masked figure gave in the temptation he could never escape from. It was a kind of dream that represented her end goal for this relationship.

The night's dream went on for a long while before she woke up, looking under her cover to see that she was definitely 'satisfied' with the wet dream she had. Today wasn't a school day, so she could do whatever she wanted and still not be bothered.

Sleeping was one of the options she had, but the feeling of unease after forgetting her dream kicked in. After all, Theodore was actually making her really frustrated with his lack of sexual advances.

The Succubi picked up her phone so she could ring her best friends and ask for advice. They were supposed to have a sleepover today at another girl's house, so it was easy to get them to answer.

"I'm having relationship troubles."

"Really? Tell us absolutely everything!" The girl who picked up the phone spoke with a purr.

She was a high-ranking Succubi along with her two sisters, who were all capable dominatrixes in Hell.

The first was a girl who 'liked cats'. Her older sister was someone who liked dogs, and their eldest sister didn't really care so long as her partner submitted into her harem of slaves... regardless of their gender. She intimidated the younger girls.

When they finished hearing about the overall situation, the eldest sister felt outraged by it.

"Wasn't your mother also a Dom? So why are you acting like a Sub?" Her voice was as cold as ice.

"...I'm not sure what you-"

"You like that arrogant man, don't you?"

"So...?"

"Slap him." These words sounded normal to the Succubi's ears, but she still shook her head:

"I don't want to."

"Why are you letting him take the lead?" Her childhood friend spoke insensitively, which made Sasha frown. Even if they were buddies. It was going too far to blame her about this.

"I want a good relationship with him."

"Then just coerce him."

"I said a 'good' relationship."

"If he acts like a wimp despite your beauty, then it's better to not expect anything from him."

"Really?" She somehow felt convinced. After all, it was weird he was avoiding a physical relationship.

"Or you can cheat on him with me~"

"Nope. Not happening." She already made the promise that she would only belong to him.

The two younger girls gasped at her words.

"You're going to listen to him even if he mistreats you?" The eldest made the other two quiet down.

"He isn't really mistreating me in any way."

"Making you frustrated is mistreatment."

"Anyway, don't you have any better advice besides cheating and violence?" Sasha shook her head.

"...Hmph, you're such a Sub. If it was me, I'd have him begging me to satisfy him on his knees. The only reason you're experiencing problems is because he's taking his sweet time dating you."

"Oh." It was at this moment that the young girl realised something about her loving boyfriend.

Rather than having bland sex with each other, he was already 'doing it' with her in a different way.

Doesn't the fact that he communicates with her intensely mean anything? Perhaps, it could be that he was building up their amiability before their first night together. That was a reasonable explanation.

...But why would he do that anyway? Wouldn't it take a long time to get to know her? He could've just pushed her down and continued their relationship physically until he saw a better option.

Other Succubi switched partners monthly at most and daily at the very least. So why focus on her?

Focus...

'Wait...!' She was struck by realisation. Her eyes widened as she remembered the way he looked at her. A truly impossible conjecture for a Demon arose in her heart as she thought aloud:

"Does he want only me?" Translation: She believed he fell in love with her, which was plain and simple.

Just thinking about it made her face red as the thought of such a guy wanting only her without any form of 'training' amazed her. It was to the point she almost thought she was being too optimistic.

"What did you say?!"

"Ahem, nothing. I'll talk to you later." She hung up the phone, leaving the woman a little bit furious.

Sasha had no idea this action would bite her later...