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The sacrifice, who didn’t even know what was being done to him, trembled in fear that the spontaneously moving slime would eat him alive.
The Demon Lords silently watched, as if observing an amusing circus act.
Perhaps emboldened by the Demon Lords’ gaze, the slime, which had been tentatively squirming inside, elongated to fill beyond the colon, even popping out of the hole to envelop the small scrotum and the pinkish-red penis.
The slime, covering the penis whose torn entrance was throbbing, gurgled and began to crawl into the thin urethra.
The unfamiliar living thing forcing its way into the thin passage for the first time was painful.
The soft slime forcing its way through the urethra, which had been used only for discharge, was more painful than pleasurable.
Hayden violently shook his body in protest, but since he was restrained, it only looked like he was wiggling his buttocks coyly, like a courtesan.
As if to command him to be still, the slime greatly inflated inside.
The slime, which swelled up as if to tear apart his belly and burst his small penis, twisted and rotated like a drill inside.
It would have been better if it spun gently, but the slime fiercely churned the inside as if motorized.
Not only the inner walls but also the prostate gland were completely crushed.
The penis, with the slime inside the urethra, was in a similar predicament.
The slime maximized the stretching of the urethra to fill the gap and aggressively rubbed against the inner flesh.
“Heeek!”
Hayden cried out in pain and whimpered as if in agony.
He gnashed at the gag and his hand, which was opening his hole, trembled violently, indicating a serious problem.
The torn skin could not endure it anymore and bled again.
“He’s clean.”
Leviathan’s short comment was uttered after observing for a long time.
Despite voting against observing the grooming, his sky-blue eyes behind the monocle rarely showed signs of not being displeased.
He was showing interest in the human body for being clean.
The other Demon Lords did not explicitly agree, but the pure white body was definitely cleaner than the humans they had seen so far.
Especially the small hole and the red mucous membrane, which had a pinkish hue, were quite presentable.
It was tolerable, excluding the bright red blood mixing with the mucus.
Belfegor, who lazily lowered and raised his eyelids, muttered.
“New… item.”
“That might be true.”
Mammon readily nodded.
“Uhng, ut.”
While they discussed whether the sacrifice’s body was new or used, Hayden’s voice, mixed with pain, became twisted into a feverish moan.
The slime, which extended across his perineum, probed both his back hole and his cock hole.
When the slime slid out of his back hole, it would pierce deeper into his urethra, stimulating the prostate gland and pressing on his front; and when the slime quickly exited the urethra, it would bulbously burrow its head deep into his colon through the back hole.
A fear arose that the tentacles might come up past his throat if it went any deeper.
Hayden, with his eyes closed, chewed on the inside of his cheek, twisting his body.
Lust gradually appeared on his face, framed by long white eyelashes.
Rightly so, the highly absorbent tentacles weren’t just probing his urethra; they wrapped around his entire penis, spewing sticky liquid to saturate the shaft and glans, sucking on the organ intensely.
It felt like burying his cock in a hot mouth.
Hayden’s obstinate hips began to twitch back and forth with pleasure that felt like his waist was about to break.
This must be why people like tentacle play.
The pain was brief.
The hole, which had never been used, adapted surprisingly quickly.
Hayden let out a seductive moan through the gag and slightly shook his buttocks.
He had achieved one of the fantasies that he had only imagined and could never fulfill in reality.
The thought alone made his lower abdomen clench, and his body gasped with pleasure.
“The cleaning slime seems to please him.”
Lucifer’s low whisper came with a shake of his vision.
Lucifer, who had twisted the space to make Hayden face the Demon Lords, looked down at Hayden’s stained face with satisfaction.
His red, swollen eyes and the random tear trails made his white face look sensual.
His long hair, stuck to his skin with sweat, shone luminously, reflecting the light.
It was an extremely beautiful yet vulgar, contradictory sight.
Hayden, who was chasing the edge of pleasure just moments ago, blinked rapidly as if jolted back to his senses when he saw the Demon Lords, and quickly regained his composure.
He strained the veins in his neck toward Lucifer, who was mocking him, and the other Demon Lords, who were watching him like a show, as if declaring that he would not submit.
As the human, who had been on the verge of ecstasy, instantly changed his expression, a sneer formed on the Demon Lords’ lips.
Clang.
Satan, without a shirt on, imbued his Magia and released Hayden’s gag and handcuffs.
When the Demon Lords’ eyes narrowed, Satan spread his attractive lips to reveal his canines.
“It’s no fun if he’s just eaten.”
Satan was especially addicted to fighting and gambling among the Demon Lords.
He would even disguise himself and occasionally descend to human villages to start fights or gambling matches.
Of course, his nature was to enjoy a fair fight, so he would appropriately hold back his power, but his strong competitive spirit often led him to create trouble.
Clap.
Lucifer snapped his fingers, having heard Satan’s words.
Perhaps thinking it would be more enjoyable to join Satan’s game, he released the Word of Power.
“…?”
When the restraints and the unknown bindings were suddenly released, Hayden briefly stared blankly at the floor, then gritted his teeth.
His pale violet eyes seemed to ask what kind of mockery this was.
Satan, who had first removed the restraints, spoke.
“Ten minutes. If you can get away from that demon beast within that time, I’ll personally take responsibility and send you back to the Imperial Palace.”
“…!”
“You can use your hands.”
It was a low-ranking demon beast.
A weak, weak creature that could be pulled out easily with just hands. Hayden also knew how weak the slime was.
Hayden briefly considered whether it was a trap, but the only way out was this bet he had set up for fun.
Of course, he had no intention of leaving, but Hayden rolled his eyes as if deep in thought.
Hayden, who was biting his lip and contemplating, knelt up and cautiously reached his hand between his legs.
His slender hand hesitated once or twice before grasping the slime covering his penis.
“Hngh…”
His waist instantly trembled just from gripping his penis along with the slime.
Hayden desperately pulled himself together, stopped the slime’s movement, and began to pull the slippery slime upward.
The slime seemed to be holding onto his urethra, trying not to be pulled out. His back involuntarily arched.
“Ugh, h-hngh, haaa…!”
His hands, which were merely pushing the slime up, as if batting away soft jelly, were clumsy.
With only ten minutes, things were not going as planned, so Hayden frantically tore at the slime haphazardly.
Small lumps plopped onto the floor, and finally, as he scraped together the remaining slime on the glans and swiftly pulled it out, the friction of the slime against his urethra sent a wave of pleasure.
“Ha-ung…!”
The long string of slime plopped away, and thick semen erupted from Hayden’s pinkish-red penis.
Hayden, seeing something like that for the first time, urgently clamped down on the tip of his penis.
“Stop, hngh, why, hic, won’t it stop…”
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