Debauchery In A Woman's World

Ethan woke up to shuffling noises in his room. Was there an intruder? He sat up straight like an arrow, looking for the source. The bedroom's lights were off, but in a dark corner, a pair of tapering feline eyes shone in the dark. Ethan's senses flared in alarm. The cat-like eyes narrowed on realizing the boy was awake. They focused on him like a wild predator targeting its helpless prey. [Warning! Danger!] A sudden message blared across his vision. Ethan acted instinctively and was about to jump off the side. Bump! The intruder lunged at him, pinning his body to the bed. Ethan panicked and opened his mouth to call for help, but slender fingers covered his mouth. "Not a word," a voice said, muffling his sounds with soft hands. The boy recognized it belonged to a female. The smell of fresh buttercups instantly hit his nostrils. What sort of wild animal was it? Desperate for survival, Ethan flung open the adjoining window's curtains with his free hand. The morning sun washed the

"Mom, I don't know why Minnie did this to me. I am so confused." "Oh, my innocent son! My baby! I have kept so many secrets from you…" Velma said with misty eyes. "Come to my bedroom after you've cleaned yourself up. I'll tell you everything." The buxom mother left the room, perhaps to supervise Minnie's punishment. Ethan was intrigued about what revelations his mother was going to make. However, he took the time to explore his mind and remember details about the fantasy world, Promiscua. Promiscua was slightly more advanced than medieval Earth in terms of scientific technology. However, many things were accomplished through magic. It included mass production of daily-use items, medicine and healing, military weapons and defenses, construction work, and so on. Ethan decided to reflect while cleaning himself up. He sat in his bathtub, half immersed in bubbly water. To the outsider, he was Ethan Cromwell—a coming-of-age teenager. The Cromwells were an old family with ancient roots

Carla's right hand wrapped around Ethan's cock, making him gasp in surprise. Her skin was cold in the warm water and felt electric to the touch. With one thumb, the maid pressed on the throbbing cock's tip. With another thumb, she expertly pressed a region beneath his balls. Ethan suddenly felt a withdrawal. The pre-cum never came up, and he felt himself relax. "Whoa, how did you do that?" The boy asked his maid. He didn't want to have an early orgasm purely out of excitement. That would disqualify him from the system's challenge. Carla was still holding his pole expertly with both hands as if handling a penis was a daily chore for her. She smiled warmly and winked at the boy. "I have enough experience in matters of pleasure, master. Men have such intriguing devices, and in my youth, I explored them to my satisfaction. I picked up a few tricks on the way." [Challenge completed!: First consensual touch] [Reward: Aphrodisiac pill x1] While Ethan stared at the system's reward, Ca

"Err…" Ethan mumbled in disbelief. "Lucifer was a female? What was Alaric thinking, forcing himself on a defeated woman? Was he really the chosen one? What sort of prison did he escape from?" Velma shook her head. "Alaric was the most virtuous among humans. But the Chaste Devil's identity and virginity were protected by powerful dark magic. Whoever saw her face would be doomed! He would be overcome by lust and forced to defile her purity. It would unleash a terrible curse on the mortal world. The Asmodeus Curse." Ethan raised his brows. The name sounded familiar. Asmodeus was an important character in the Solomon texts. In both Christian and Jewish demonic hierarchies, he was referred to as the King of Demons. "Who is Asmodeus, Mom?" Velma ruffled his hair lovingly. "Legends say that before the Devil disappeared, a bastard entity was birthed from her infernal loins. His name was Asmodeus. His birth first cursed Alaric's sin, which infected all males among the intelligent species."

Velma was a tall, voluptuous woman. Realizing she needed to give her son a pep talk, she stopped in her tracks and bent over him. Her humongous breasts crowded on the boy's shoulder like massive pillows. "Remember, sweetie…" Velma whispered into Ethan's ear. "Elves are a proud people, and they despise weakness. So whatever happens tonight, you must stay brave and live through it." Ethan nodded, momentarily overwhelmed by Velma's warm breath against the side of his face. The boy shifted his gaze to the corridor's end. While he was generally excited to see the elves, being at the mercy of a soldier race didn't seem like a great idea. If a human maid could attempt rape on him and almost be successful, what could a much stronger being do to him? Were elves into BDSM and sadism? Wasn't the boy vulnerable by himself among them? He wished he had been reincarnated with inhuman strength or magical power. However, all he had was a perverse system. "Elves consider themselves superior to huma