Profession, Merchant Volume 7 Chapter 2 (Patreon)

Chapter 2 – Demon Lord, II ※

“Hey, wake up!”

I woke up to the mighty voice of a woman saying those lines.

Apparently, I had fainted from fright.

“You’re still the same pathetic man you always were.”

“Oh, it’s the Demon Lord. Hello.”

“Umu.”

This woman, cross-legged and slumped on the sofa in front of me, is the Demon Lord of Newland.

At first glance, she looks like any other girl in the area… until you look down her face.

She is wearing a slightly embarrassing outfit: a high-legged swimsuit-like top with a red and white embroidered geometric pattern, a white cloak, sash, garter belt and stockings, and red pumps for shoes.

And above her face were two sharply curved horns growing on her head, proving that she was of the demon race.

I don’t know how many centuries she’s lived, but her hair is dark and shiny, the contours of her body exude sexual exuberance, and she’s so young that, in human terms, she looks less than twenty.

“I see. So this dragon is the demon lord’s pet? He’s a very rough one, isn’t he?”

“Ku ku ku, having been kidnapped by one of the demon lord’s dragons and still daring to act calmly afterward, you are the only person who has been able to do that. To the point where even I don’t know if you’ve got huge balls or if you’re just crazy in the head.”

“No, not really. Or, to be more precise, I thought it was nice timing? After all, I also had something to discuss with the demon lord. By the way, is this the Demon Lord’s Castle?”

“Yes. To be more precise, this is the drawing room. Make yourself at home.”

Since I was told that, I used this chance and looked around.

The ceiling is too high to measure, the floor is marble, and the room is large, but the windows are small, making the room dim. The only source of light is four candelabras, and the candles on them are glowing blue.

In the center of this large room is a reception area with a fiery red carpet, a dull shiny black leather sofa, and a glass table.

It was very much in the Demon Lord’s taste, but well, it’s okay.

The problem was me. I was lying on the sofa, but I couldn’t move.

Looking at myself, I see that my right hand is tied to my right leg, and my left hand is tied to my left leg, and I am in a very restrained state.

Oddly enough, this is the same method of restraint I used on the holy knight the other day.

“Hey, hey, what are you trying to imitate? Tying me up on this sofa right after I was kidnapped by a dragon! Is this some kind of play?”

“It’s a measure to prevent you from escaping. After all, you just went and disappeared the last time you visited.”

“That wasn’t running away. It’s the custom of a traveling merchant to go from one country to the next when he’s done with his business.”

“Hmm. Let’s leave such unimportant matters aside. Or rather, just let out what I need.”

“Let out what you need? What do you mean?”

“I don’t have time to play games with you! Do you take me for a fool?”

Suddenly the demon lord is threatening.

Scary. As expected from someone feared by tens of thousands of demons.

“Besides, you let out so much last time…”

“No, no, no, I’m just a simple merchant. If you take it from me like you did that day, I’m sure it will dry up like quicksand!”

“You needn’t be so modest. I know better than anyone that you are no ordinary man.”

The demon lord stood up sternly.

“Please, just let me go this once…”

“Just accept it. It’s been over a year, and I can’t take it anymore. So I’m going to relish it. I’m going to drink and enjoy all your sperm at once!”

Taking advantage of my immobility, the demon lord unbuckled my belt, pulled down my trousers, and removed my underwear.

Soon, my cock, my precious cock, was exposed.

“Please… at least don’t be so violent…”

“Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle with your cock.”

Although she said this, the demon lord greedily devoured my cock as if in a hurry. Her luscious lips, always duck-faced and brimming with arrogance, now sucked me hard like a lowly wench.

A saliva-filled blowjob, roughened by a smooth tongue, yet gently enveloping. It makes you wonder if one can master such a technique through repeated practice.

“Chuup, slurp, gum ommh, wesh ish ouuff!”

She probably said, “Come on, let it out!”

Yes. The very Demon Lord that rules over Newland is now in a squatting position, shaking her fleshy buttocks from side to side as if in impatience, and squirming in her thighs.

Her cheeks are slightly flushed, but her eyes are glaring at me as if to say, ‘Hurry up’.

In the end, I am just an ordinary person. So my ball sack couldn’t remain unaffected by this sexual stimulation for too long.

A moment later, a feeling of ejaculation came over me, and my hips rose uncontrollably.

“Guh, I’m coming!”

In the end, my cock shot a throbbing load of semen into the demon lord’s mouth.

But the seed never saw the light of day. Because she swallowed it immediately.

Yes, she gurgled and drank the seed directly from my cock. And as if the frown on her face had been a lie, she now smiled broadly.

“Mmmm, bitter! One more!”

“Shut it! Er, I mean, I can’t. I just let it out, and I’m not the type to go on a streak.”

“You say that, but your sperm alone is exquisite. It’s so full of power. Once I drink it, I can’t stop.”

Saying this, the demon lord with those soft lips approached my cock again, so I had no choice but to prepare myself to be drained of my entire being for a while.

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“Mmmm, what a beautiful color.”

The demon lord huffed and puffed, staring at the white liquid in her glass and muttering to herself, her plump thighs sinking into the black leather sofa.

Ahah…. How many more times do I have to ejaculate? I’m left writhing, my lower body exposed and languid.

But this evil, treacherous demon lord, she’s completely deaf to my repeated surrender.

Several times, and even on the several occasions before this, she had drunk sperm directly from my cock.

And then, in the middle of it, all of a sudden, “Drinking directly from your cock may not be good manners. Let’s put it in a glass to taste it deeply” she changed her ways as if she thought of an idea? So we are now in this predicament.

The demon lord swirls the glass loosely in her fingers, adored with bright blue manicured nails, her bright amber eyes entranced by the sight of the white, thick, viscous sperm that was the source of my life.

Next, the demon lord brings her sculpted nose to the glass and sniffs the sperm with a graceful gesture.

“Mmm, good, it’s still amazing as ever. This aroma. This taste. It’s so sweet, it drives you mad in an instant.”

Then, with her small tongue protruding from her lower lip, she dips it into the glass and licks the semen with great care.

“Mmmm, hah!”

The demon lord sighs wistfully and sexily.

It’s hard to feel bad seeing her drinking my sperm with such relish, but the reality is that my body really can’t take any more if I go on like this.

“Hey, Demon Lord. I want to confirm something.”

“What is it?”

She seemed to be in a good mood as she replied with a smile.

But it was an evil-looking smile, perfectly befitting for her title as ruler of the Demons.

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