Succubus Prison

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Whenever he thought of the Empire's famous beautiful warden, Sister Satella, who had countless admirers, and whom he had trained into his own possession, El felt his confidence swell up.

No matter how noble a woman's status is, even if she becomes a queen, she will become a slave the moment she has sex with her partner.

Through this contrast, men can obtain a pleasure that is even more wonderful than sex itself.

"Sir, your penis is as hard as iron."

El looked in the direction of the whistle and saw a seductive female prisoner raising one leg high and stroking her private parts with her slender fingers. Her bold flirting caused a commotion among the other prisoners. Many succubi were watching the show, as if they were preparing to do the same thing as El based on his reaction.

Here we have to mention a game that has recently become popular among molesters: taking off their pants and showing their private parts to him.

“4398.” He said coldly, “First warning. Stop now, or I’ll whip you.”

She showed no remorse and continued her shameful and wanton acts with even greater excitement, saying, "Slap me, slap my cunt raw."

"I guarantee lightning will strike your thing five times."

Realizing he wasn't joking but serious, and that he wasn't going to warn her a second time, she immediately raised her hands in surrender, revealing her large, unattractive breasts that looked like water balloons hanging from them.

Are you kidding me? Does he really intend to use electric shocks in this water-filled environment?

Chapter 53 The Prisoner's Desire Management Plan

El's eyes were filled with contempt as he said coldly, "Don't cause any more trouble! Otherwise, I have plenty of other ways to make you regret it."

"And you lot, have you washed your asses clean yet? Get back here!"

After he stopped the ringleader of the disturbance, the situation was quickly brought under control.

In fact, for the instigator, deliberately provoking others was not her real purpose, or rather, not her most important purpose.

These cunning bitches only wanted to manipulate this relatively unruly male prison guard into working for them by flirting with him and even having sex with him.

Once you actually have a relationship with them, it's like they've caught you red-handed, and they'll keep pressing you and going further and further astray.

Not long after, Eileen led another group of prisoners to take a bath. After learning what had happened, she was furious and even wanted to torture the prisoner who had harassed El to vent her anger, but El stopped her in the end.

He said, "Forget it, don't bother with her."

And so the matter was left unresolved.

Later, after the prisoners had finished washing, they were all put back in their cells, and the few of them discussed the matter.

After a moment's thought, Yi Shuang spoke first, "The prisoners have been getting restless lately. Is it because spring has arrived?"

“I think so too.” Eileen nodded in agreement. “Some of them have been really outrageous lately, utterly lewd!”

However, El didn't speak, unconsciously biting his thumb and pondering silently. If we're talking about mating seasons, then succubi and humans are in mating season all year round, so why distinguish between spring and winter?

If that's the case, then why did this change occur?

Moreover, this is not an isolated case; it is a collective psychological problem.

Al felt that, to a large extent, it was his presence that unknowingly brought about a change to the prison, or rather, injected vitality into it.

He had once heard a story from his teacher about how fishermen would throw a few carnivorous fish into the hold of their boats when catching sardines, in order to activate the sardines' will to escape and ensure their survival during long-distance transport.

This is somewhat similar to the situation he is facing now.

In the past, all the prison guards and wardens were women, and prisoners rarely saw men in prison. But now it's different. After seeing him, the female prisoners' previously hopeless and barren hearts inevitably stir, feel a flutter, and even have unrealistic sexual fantasies.

From this perspective, the prison reform that introduced male guards was undoubtedly a failure, because it increased the difficulty of management. But on the other hand, if men and women were paired together, it could also boost the morale of the guards.

With this idea in mind, he wrote a work report and submitted it, explaining his speculation as well as the prisoner's recent changes in thought and behavior.

……

In the afternoon, the report was finally delivered to Satella's desk after going through the formal channels.

She glanced at the report briefly, then called her younger brother over, gesturing for him to find a seat. While tidying the documents on the table, she said, "Whatever you want to do, just tell your sister if you need anything, okay?"

Al smiled and replied, "I discovered that this way I get a bonus."

"Heh, come here." Seeing her younger brother approach, Satella stretched out her slender hand, her delicate fingertips brushing against his cheek, pinching it hard until his face ached. Her gaze was fixed on his face. "What's wrong? Too many mistresses to keep? Not enough pocket money? I've never seen you spend money on gifts for your sister..."

“Because you’re the one supporting me,” El said matter-of-factly. He suddenly remembered that once when he slept with his sister, he deliberately said he would use her money to support other women in order to seek excitement. As a result, his sister’s reaction was particularly strong. Every time the topic of cheating and having an affair came up, his sister’s body would involuntarily tighten up.

But jealousy aside, and jokes aside, the question he raised is indeed worth taking seriously.

Managing the desires of prisoners in jail is a matter that needs to be handled properly.

This is why, although prison regulations explicitly prohibit prisoners from masturbating, as long as they lie in bed without causing trouble or making noise that disturbs others, prison guards sometimes turn a blind eye during routine nighttime checks. Otherwise, prolonged high-pressure management could lead to a mass riot by prisoners.

Satella looked quietly at her brother. In fact, the most suitable person to be the warden was not her "jealousy," but "laziness," or her brother's "lust."

"So you want to use this opportunity to test the power of your authority with them?"

El sighed softly, “Sister, if I were the complete lust, perhaps I could absorb their desires and make them pure and chaste, even more so than the nuns. But the authority I wield seems to correspond to the knowledge of lust. The Bible on lust only teaches people how to indulge in lust, and it has not given me the great power to distort reality with the power of emotions like you do.”

Satella leaned back in her chair and slowly said, "Then you can tell them to indulge in lust. You can pick a few prisoners and test your abilities on them."

If possible, Satella would not want her brother to practice his authority with other succubi. Ideally, he would use any powerful techniques on her, in whatever way he wanted, to tormenting or even harassing her. She had fantasized about such a scene more than once: her brother, driven mad by love, would imprison his sister and play with her beautiful, immobilized body day and night in a dark and sunless dungeon.

But the truth is, the power of lust to make people addicted to physical desires, which is almost like brainwashing, had very limited effect on her.

Satella composed herself, her lips twitching slightly as she uttered an absolute prohibition: "Let's get this straight, there's only one thing: you're not allowed to have relations with them! Any kind of succubus is fine, but criminals are absolutely forbidden. Once a criminal, always a criminal, El, I'm warning you, if you dare to have sex with those lowly whores, I'll lock you up in the front and then put a dildo on you and poke your ass all night long!"

Hearing this, El felt a chill run down her spine, and an overwhelming sense of terror surged up. Being fucked—absolutely not! Come to think of it, this was the first time her sister had given such a serious warning. Her tone was filled with hatred and contempt for those lewd prisoners; it seemed this was truly a red line she had drawn that could not be crossed.

Chapter 54 Succubus Sisters, Their Daily Feast-Grabbing

Three days later, El's new shop was basically finished with renovations, and the herbs he had ordered were delivered to the shop. Unexpectedly, the proprietress personally delivered the herbs to his door. She was a witch who made her fortune through appraisal skills and spent her days with herbs.

Are you planning to open your own shop?

"Yes, it will open in a few days. You are welcome to visit us when you have time."

The witch chuckled softly, "Have you decided on a name for the shop yet?"

"The Elixir of Immortality".

"Taken from the legendary elixir of immortality? The shop isn't big, but its tone is quite boastful."

El said in a serious tone, "Don't you think it's cool?"

There are many myths and legends about the "elixir of immortality" in history. The most famous one is that a plague once broke out on earth, and many city-states were turned into tombs of the living dead. People knelt down and prayed to the gods among the stars. Then the benevolent goddess of life cut her wrist and dripped her blood into the human world, which caused the living to be healed and the dead to be resurrected.

This is the wine of immortality, the blood of the true god, symbolizing the favor and blessing of the goddess of life. Drinking it will make one an immortal being who never ages or dies.

The reason for choosing this name actually implies compassion for all people.

The two chatted happily for a while and signed a long-term supply contract.

After the witch left, El began using the [Synthesis] function to mass-produce some common potions available on the market.

A quick calculation revealed that the costs were shockingly low, and correspondingly, the profits were incredibly high.

Basic potions, such as the [Antidote], cost only a dozen or so copper nadi to produce, but can be sold for five silver kosi.

Mid-tier potions, such as the [Life Potion], use readily available materials and are not very expensive—this is probably because both succubi and half-succubi have evolved extremely strong recovery and self-healing abilities in order to withstand continuous, intense, and even violent and abusive group sex in a short period of time. As a result, the [Life Potion] has lost a large part of the market.

Even if you recycle it to the system, you can sell one bottle for 25 gold coins;

High-level potions, such as the [Fire Dragon Potion], originally made with dragon scales, cost around fifty gold sola. However, when fire lizard scales are used instead, the cost is less than two gold sola, but the selling price can still reach several hundred gold coins.

It seems that monks are the ones who are foolish and rich but easily taken advantage of.

Besides my part-time job, my main job is also progressing smoothly.

To help succubi who can't control their sex addictions, El has recently been taking time to study the "Kama Sutra".

Although he still didn't have control over lust, he did learn and understand a lot of basic lust-related magic.

He discovered that lust magic should actually be classified as body enhancement magic, as well as magic that stimulates the body's potential and modifies the body. It was very compatible with him, but some of it was a bit difficult to study, as his genitals were always hard. So he asked Eileen and Yishuang to help him solve the problem.

This has led to them becoming somewhat numb these past few days, or rather, they've developed a habit of instinctively squatting down or kneeling on the ground when they see him in pain, skillfully unzipping his pants, taking out his penis, and gently and carefully sucking it until he ejaculates.

Sometimes, they would lick the same ice cream stick as intimately as little girls.

For example, this time it was clearly Yi Shuang who started first, but just as her tongue touched the edge of the ice cream, Ai Lin happened to come back. When she came back, she found that Yi Shuang was secretly eating something delicious, and she had just started eating. She immediately came over and didn't even close the door.

Their heads almost bumped together. Luckily, neither of them had horns. They instinctively stuck out their tongues and simultaneously explored the round tip of the ice cream, licking it carefully. After some time, they heard El tell them that the ice cream was melting. So they worked even harder, their wet tongues swirling together. They didn't care that their lips touched each other. The ice cream was rubbed hot by the four wet lips. When they finally fought for a spot, Eileen didn't hesitate to use her elbow to push Yi Shuang's breast away.

Just then, the cream suddenly burst open during the shoving, getting all over their faces.

Only when the sticky cream dripped down their cheeks to the corners of their lips did they use their fingers to scoop it into their mouths, not forgetting to suck their fingers a little.

They suddenly lowered their heads, pressed their foreheads against each other and laughed, then playfully clasped their hands together.

"It's all your fault for trying to take it from me!"

"It's clearly you who's shameless. I was here first, but you insisted on taking it from me."

This blush-inducing scene of shared service had only occurred three times before Freya witnessed it once.

The three of them were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice Freya entering the office immediately, and by the time they realized it, it was too late.

Freya sighed and rubbed her forehead, then reached out her slender hands, grabbed the ends of Erin and Yishuang's hair, pulled them back one by one, glared at El reproachfully, and said to them, "You two, have some shame."

At this moment, El's mind was blank. Upon hearing Freya's voice, he quickly put away the "Desire Sutra" and then straightened his lower body clothes.

Eileen reached behind her head to free herself, pleading for mercy. Yi Shuang also shook her head, breaking free from Freya's grasp, her eyes lowered shyly. "Warden, why didn't you knock before coming in?"

"Alright, we have important business to attend to, everyone come with me!"

Freya was furious looking at her lewd subordinates. How could she manage the prison with these bastards around?

She frowned and complained to El, "It's all your fault! Love makes people stupid. Look at them, you've turned them into fools. It's unbearable to look at. Get up and get to work!"

El felt the situation was a little awkward, so he coughed lightly and, along with Erin and Yishuang, followed Freya to the gates of the succubus prison.

At the prison gate, three prison vans escorted by law enforcement officers drove from the Ministry of Justice building toward the succubus prison.

This prison cart was not the kind of horse-drawn carriage used for transporting goods, but a very ugly four-wheeled iron steam vehicle. It was divided into two parts: the front was for the escorts and the back was for the prisoners. The two sides were separated by a strong and tightly packed wire mesh, and it could carry up to ten people.

These new prison vans were affectionately called "iron water tanks" by the prison guards. Once the "iron water tanks" appeared, it meant that a large number of criminal gangs were about to be sent to prison.

Freya immediately got to work, calling for the "metal water tanks" that had been arranged to be brought in, and then the prison guards quickly got busy.

"Alright, now we'll all be busy until tonight."

Chapter 55 Let me check!

The Blood Mother Cult is nothing more than a leech clinging to the Imperial giants, sucking their blood. Although disgusting, it is not deadly. If the giants ever get tired of them, catching them will be a piece of cake.

The leader of this branch of the cult is Eliza, who is also one of the few high priests who can communicate directly with the Crimson Mother.

Through the observation window, El quietly observed the criminal. She had an extremely beautiful but cold face, wore a long robe with loose sleeves, had long, dark red hair that reached her waist, a full chest, and a slender waist that resembled a venomous snake. Her entire demeanor was like that of a cold-blooded animal, dangerous and deadly.

However, the enforcers had already removed her fangs. The incident of Nara's last riot was still fresh in their minds, so while using heavy anti-magic shackles to restrict her movements, they also specially asked the attendants of the gods of the Pantheon to cast a divine seal on her.

【Blood Sacrifice - Eliza】

[Gender: Female]

[Race: Succubus]

[Level: Lv.58]

[Affection Level: Hatred]

At this moment, Freya walked over and gently patted his shoulder, "Let me do it."

El said, "It's alright, their blood magic doesn't work on me."

Upon hearing this, Eliza's eyes, which had been slightly narrowed, snapped open, her sharp gaze seemingly piercing through El.

Freya didn't insist anymore, only reminding her, "It's still best to be careful."

Next, he and his colleagues escorted the group of criminals to the inspection area. Looking around, there were seven or eight red-haired beauties standing in a row. Without exception, they were all scarlet succubi. Eliza received special treatment and was stripped naked and placed on a separate, leg-spreading, fixed inspection table, with her lower body exposed to everyone. El picked up gloves, put them on one finger at a time, and began to explore her smooth lower body, conducting a routine physical examination.

Eliza's eyes were icy cold, as if she wanted to kill someone. The gag prevented her from uttering any insults or profanities. She could only tense her body, clenching her muscles below tightly, her untouched passage trying to block the intrusion of fingers.

"Don't resist. If you cooperate, it will be over soon."

After saying that, El touched something like a thin membrane at the entrance. He paused slightly, stopped going deeper, and began to examine the anus.

Generally speaking, human females do not experience sexual pleasure from their anus, but the succubus's anus is entirely designed to mimic the second organ used for human intercourse, so calling it "anal vagina" or "buttocks" is quite appropriate.

El, however, had no romantic thoughts and focused intently on the examination. Soon, he found something that looked like a polyp inside her body.

He took a step back, immediately reported to his superiors that he had discovered something suspicious, and requested a further examination of the prisoner.