Morning arrived.
I opened my eyes, staring blankly up at the wooden-patterned ceiling while listening to the faint sound of breathing beside me.
I turned my head right.
Grayfia lay there—completely naked in my bed, just like me.
A married woman with a child, yet she couldn't stop seducing another man.
Her beautiful white skin was stained in places with a darker white—my cum—smeared all over her.
Her thighs were especially messy, still leaking fresh semen from her pussy.
I rolled onto my side to face her.
Such a peaceful sleeping face.
Beautiful—able to capture my heart over and over.
I gently placed my left hand on her cheek.
"Nn…"
Grayfia reacted faintly to the warmth of my palm, leaning into my touch as though she loved the contact.
She snuggled into my chest—adorably.
My cock twitched instantly, and my hand slid down to her back.
When I pulled her closer, she pressed against me in return.
Her full breasts squished into my chest—soft, warm—
and the tip of my hard cock brushed her lower belly.
Even without sex—
just holding each other like this felt so satisfying.
My affection for Grayfia may be twisted…
but I undeniably love her.
"…Sirzechs…"
But her heart wasn't here with me.
Hearing her murmur her husband's name in her sleep made that painfully clear.
To her, I was still the villain—
the one who tore her marriage apart through threats and leverage.
All the more reason:
I will make Grayfia mine.
Not just her—any woman I desire.
Yesterday, my clone corrupted the female members of the Gremory peerage.
Every memory of their humiliation has already merged into my mind—
just recalling their pitiful debasement makes me smile.
Those filthy, defiled girls…
New playthings, nothing more.
My one true goal has not changed:
Grayfia Lucifugus alone.
Half-asleep, she clung to me.
I covered her lips with mine.
"Mmh…"
Our mouths met—
my tongue invading hers.
For me, it was routine—
a deep, sloppy kiss, tongues entwining wetly.
But between Grayfia and Sirzechs… maybe such kisses were rarer.
She sensed something wrong—
abruptly opening her eyes.
Her face froze in shock—seeing me instead of her husband.
I continued kissing her anyway, forcing my saliva into her mouth.
She kissed back only because she had to—
her tongue moving mechanically, trying to push mine away.
"Hh… haa…"
My saliva pooled inside her mouth.
With a simple look, I told her:
"Swallow."
She obeyed instantly—
opened her mouth afterward to show she'd swallowed—
and spoke with a flat, cold gaze:
"Good morning, Riser-sama."
"Good morning, Grayfia. Seems you were having a pleasant dream."
"…What do you mean?"
"You muttered your husband's name.
Was your little reunion enjoyable?"
Silence. A hit—
she had dreamt of Sirzechs.
Unable to embrace him in reality, she sought him in dreams.
Such pure, passionate love…
All the more thrilling to crush.
To contaminate.
To dye entirely in my color.
I wanted her again—right now—
but decided to restrain myself for the moment.
"You're quite a mess. Let's go bathe."
I rose and prepared to wash up.
Preparation simply meant grabbing a towel—
I could walk naked through the hallway freely.
The only other people here were Phenex servants—
women under my absolute control.
No one would dare object to my nudity.
"I'll go ahead."
"Ah—…"
Her confused little voice followed me out.
—
In the open-air bath, I scrubbed off last night's filth when Grayfia finally arrived,
sitting quietly beside me to wash herself.
She kept glancing over—
suspicious that I hadn't ravished her again the moment she woke.
We finished washing and slid into the steaming water.
The cold morning air touched my face while my body was enveloped in heat—heavenly.
Grayfia sat next to me, towel wrapped around her.
Still, I didn't touch her.
She appeared relieved…
yet restless.
Her body had grown used to my constant use.
After enough time under my hands, any woman would be the same.
Ordinary women would start begging for more—
but Grayfia never would.
She crushed her own urges with sheer will.
This won't last forever—
but for now, it was fine.
—
We returned to our room wearing yukata.
Breakfast was already being set out by Phenex servants in kimono—
Revele had sent them to wait on us.
I sat cross-legged before the low table of Japanese dishes as Grayfia returned, hair down, face flushed slightly from the bath.
She sat across from me.
Once the servants finished preparation, we began to eat.
"After breakfast, let's check in on Rias and the others again."
"Haven't you already evaluated their strength?"
"Can't hurt to keep watching. That's the whole point of this trip."
"…As you wish."
She clearly didn't want to take me near Rias—
but she couldn't refuse outright.
Trusting—
foolishly—
that I would do nothing to Rias.
Not knowing the three other girls were already mine.
"And while we're there… let's show them how much we love each other."
Her expression tightened.
—
A bench outside the Gremory villa.
I lounged calmly while heated training unfolded before me.
"Gh…!"
Koneko—gym uniform clinging to her adult curves—closed the distance on Hyoudou and drove a punch into his gut.
He doubled over, gasping.
"I may have hit you too hard…
Are you alright, Issei-senpai…?"
Her sadistic little smile made it obvious the force was intentional.
"I-I'm fine…"
Poor fool actually believed she cared.
"Next."
No rest.
She advanced again, movement growing sharper by the second.
I shifted my gaze.
Kiba and Asia were sparring with wooden swords.
Kiba should've easily dominated—
Asia had no real combat experience.
But reality?
Kiba was on the defensive—barely.
"Kh—…"
"Like this?"
Her strikes were sharp, heavy, improving by the second.
Her next slash forced Kiba to block at the last instant.
She was rapidly becoming his equal—
if not surpassing him soon.
"Looking good," I said.
"Yes, Riser-sama,"
Grayfia answered softly beside me.
I slid my hand behind her and stroked her ass beneath her maid uniform.
Her expression didn't change.
I opened my mouth—tongue out slightly.
"Excuse me,"
she whispered—
immediately leaning in and pressing her tongue to mine.
Wet… hungry.
She coated my tongue in saliva, eagerly swirling around inside my mouth.
"Guchu… nucha… kuchu… guchu… rero… nuro…"
Not reluctant—
this kiss was a woman's love for the man she serves today.
She chased my tongue deeper when I tried pulling away—
tongue ravishing my mouth like it belonged to her.
"Mmch… nuchi… gupu… fuh… guchuchu… juruu…"
Breathing hotly, savoring it—
completely different from the cold, mechanical Grayfia of earlier.
Not brainwashed.
Not magically compelled to love me.
This was the day she must love me—
one of my granted "days of affection" in her contract.
While watching the training, we made out passionately.
The boys looked shaken—
Kiba especially, stealing glances in disbelief that the wife of Sirzechs was kissing another man.
Grayfia pressed harder against me, breasts mashed to my chest, arms tight around my neck—
losing herself in the kiss.
The sound of punches and clashing swords became meaningless noise.
All that mattered was the woman in my lap.
—
A voice rang inside my head.
Forgive the interruption, Riser-sama.
Akeno's voice.
Still in the villa—communicating magically.
How is their training progressing, my lord?
Koneko and Asia are growing well.
Yes. Thanks to the power granted to us by your clone.
Our learning and physical abilities far exceed what we once were.
Train us, shape us—
we will become your main force…
and your breeding holes.
I expect great things.
I'll give you a reward someday.
Truly… it is an honor…
Her voice trembled with devotion.
And Rias?
Her training proceeds smoothly.
Her hymen remains intact—
but your clone and I are thoroughly acclimating her body to your seed.
It is only a matter of time before her mind collapses and she becomes addicted to cum.
Don't break her.
She's an important toy.
As you command.
I will withdraw now.
The connection faded.
I pushed my tongue suddenly against Grayfia's—
and she moaned into my mouth.
"Pu… haa…"
She licked the saliva from her lips, eyes glassy, cheeks flushed—
gazing up at me like I was everything she desired.
Even knowing it wasn't her true heart—
she was irresistible.
"Shall we become one?"
"Here…? Right now?"
"But of course."
She looked toward the Gremory peerage—
uneasy.
"But… if we were seen… especially by Lady Rias…"
"She's inside.
And if she sees—who cares?
Don't waste my time.
Or are you wasting my rights?"
Rias was supposedly strategizing with Akeno—
in reality, being remade into my toy.
"…Understood."
She inhaled shakily, steeling herself.
"Then allow me to massage your hard cock inside me, Riser-sama."
Her sultry smile returned—
she rose from the bench.
She stroked the bulge in my pants, unzipped them, and skillfully freed my erect cock—
letting it spring out, heavy and proud.
Then she slowly lifted her skirt—
white socks… thick thighs… pure white panties…
and finally—
Her turned ass revealed the watchers' reactions.
The men paused mid-training, shaken—
but she continued.
She hooked her fingers into the panties and pulled them aside—
revealing her glistening pink folds.
Soaked.
Trembling.
Her body wanted me—no question.
Even she knew it—
her cheeks burning with shame.
She spread her legs, climbed astride me.
"Then… I shall take you."
Still smiling sweetly, she sank her pussy onto my cock.
She lowered herself slowly, letting gravity swallow me into her—
until I was buried to the root.
Koneko and Asia didn't stop training.
The boys couldn't understand why—
and I had no reason to explain.
I sat back, letting her do the work.
"Mm… ah… nn… ngh…"
She bounced her hips—
our flesh smacking together wetly.
Her pussy kneaded my cock, perfectly molded around me.
Being watched excited her—
her expression dazed with real pleasure.
Not just acting—
her overflowing juices betrayed that truth.
"How is this, Riser-sama?"
"Harder."
"Yes!"
She wrapped her arms around my neck and rode me faster.
"Issei-senpai, don't look away…"
"H-hey—Koneko-chan, wait—!"
"Staring like that…
Kiba-san must be quite perverted."
"N-No—
I just don't understand why they're—"
"You mustn't interfere.
Focus on training."
Koneko and Asia kept the men occupied—
likely already suspecting something was wrong.
Kiba might even have guessed I was responsible.
Grayfia noticed none of it.
"Haah… haa… aah… nnnh…"
She couldn't think of anything but me—
her body trembling with every thrust,
getting off on being watched, being used.
Perfect.
"Mmph…"
I sealed her moans with another kiss.
Her tongue rushed to meet mine again—
sharing our breath, saliva dripping messily.
"Mnh… nchuu… juruu… kuchu… gupu… jururuu…"
Her pussy milked me relentlessly—
tight rings stroking me toward climax faster than usual.
She bounced harder and harder,
her walls squeezing violently—
I couldn't stop it—
I came.
Byururur— bubyu— byuru— dobbyuu— dop— gobyu— dopoo—
"Mphh—!"
She cried into my mouth as hot semen flooded her womb—
her whole body trembling in orgasm.
I grabbed her tightly by the hips,
keeping my cock locked against her cervix—
making sure nothing spilled.
Juru… guchu… gucha… juzozozo…
She was still kissing me sloppily—
eyes half-open, drunk on pleasure.
Her womb accepted every spurt—
sucking at my tip for more.
Doku… doku…
I kept pumping deeper inside her.
"Hah… ahh…"
Her heated voice slipped out—
I couldn't tell what was real or performative—
but it didn't matter.
"We should go home.
To our home."
I'd seen enough.
Phenex Manor still awaited—
and I would enjoy my full day of affection until morning.
Tomorrow, another day of rights.
And so on.
Seven days and six left.
Plenty of time to break her properly.
I pictured how the Rating Game would go—
I would let Rias win.
Honor the arrangement with Grayfia.
Then—
I would destroy everything she loved anyway.
She would never return to her family.
Suppressing my victorious grin,
I thrust upward again—
Her womb, swollen with cum, jiggled around my cock.
—
Meanwhile—
In another empty room of the villa—
Rias knelt naked, drenched head-to-toe in semen.
She stroked two cocks, one in each hand—
Akeno's newly grown shaft on the right,
and a clone of my own cock on the left.
"Rias.
Milk out the residue left in the urethra."
Ordered by her own servant—
she obeyed silently, eyes vacant.
She licked the clone's tip—
cleaning up every drop.
Both cocks looked identical—
balls still full, like they could release dozens more loads.
She sucked the leftover fluid—
swallowing obediently.
"Haa…"
Her stomach burned with heat—
her lower belly throbbed with agonizing, wonderful desire.
Her legs spread wide, pussy dripping into a puddle beneath her.
So much cum had already flowed out—
she didn't understand her own body anymore.
"Your hands stopped."
Riser's clone reminded her.
She resumed pumping both cocks—
watching them twitch adorably in response.
Part of her found that cute—
part of her ached to be filled again.
But she restrained herself.
For now.
She jerked… sucked… swallowed.
Every bit of semen became part of her.
Each time, waves of mind-melting pleasure fried her thoughts—
and she accepted it gladly.
This was her only purpose now.
"Gupun… jubun… gupu… guchu… jububu… guchu…"
She knew she was breaking.
Somewhere in the corner of her mind—
But she no longer cared.
"Don't break yet, Rias.
Not until Riser-sama breaks you himself ♥"
Thinking was pointless.
Just obeying Akeno and my clone
was enough to feel bliss beyond reason.
For the first time in her life—
Rias Gremory felt…
happiness.