Reincarnated in a novel as a maid

I raised my voice, commanding her attention and immediately drawing her out of her dazed state. She appeared startled and fearful, a reaction that I relished. This is exactly what I desired, to see her reduced to a trembling mess. 'Yes,' I thought to myself, 'that's the look I want to see.'

"You have made a grave mistake," I continued, my tone stern and unforgiving. "And now, you must pay for your error. I will make sure that you remember your place." It was illogical of me to be this pushy and demanding but I wanted it, I wanted to see her in the most miserable state she could be in... I wanted her to cry and beg me....

Summoning the maids, I gestured for them to follow me as I dragged the disobedient woman along with us. We made our way to the same cell where I had once tortured those who dared to oppose me. It had been weeks since my last visit, as I had been occupied with other matters, but I relished the opportunity to return to this familiar place. I couldn't help but smile as I recalled the satisfying elimination of the man and his wife. They were both bugs deserved to be trampled by me, and they had deserved their fate.

Once we arrived at our destination, I commanded the maids to restrain the woman. She struggled and writhed in a futile attempt to escape, but it was to no avail. She should have known better than to anger me.

I watched with a sense of enjoyment as she continued to thrash about, completely hopeless in her restraints. With a flick of my wrist, I used my aura to stretch the ropes to their limit, lifting her up onto her toes. The sight of her desperate and helpless attempts to break free only fueled my pleasure.

I raised the whip, admiring its old and worn leather as I approached the half-demon hanging before me. The expression on her face was a mixture of terror and anticipation, and I relished in it.

"I could hang you fully in the air," I said, my voice cold and calculated. "But for the sake of my own entertainment, I'll allow your toes to barely touch the ground."

I circled around her, taking in the sight of her naked body hanging at my mercy. As I spread her legs apart, she whimpered in fear and discomfort. Her smooth and properly shaved pussy in my view.

It was then that I remembered the conversation I had with my mother just a few days prior. She had given me the knowledge of the succubus slave's unique physique, and I couldn't help but wonder if that was the reason for my newfound addiction.

But it didn't matter. What mattered was the power I gained from each night spent with her. As I brought the whip down upon her skin, I relished in the sound of her cries and the feeling of my own strength growing with each strike.

Eventually, I lowered the whip and approached her once again. The half-demon was panting, her body trembling with fear and arousal. And as I looked upon her, I couldn't help but wonder if it was her body that was the true source of my addiction.

I suddenly remembered the conversation I had with mother not long ago...

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A few days had passed since my coming-of-age ceremony, when I finally became a proper adult. Something miraculous happened to me a few days ago.

"I was wit my slave Ellis and just the next day, I saw that my aura control had greatly improved and so is my mental strength to control the aura," I explained to my mother in her office.

She looked surprised, which was a rare sight. "Did you do anything out of the ordinary?" she asked.

I hesitated for a moment before deciding to tell her the truth. "I had sexual intercourse with Ellis," I said, looking down at the ground.

To my surprise, my mother was not shocked. "Ah, I see," she said. "The head maid  have told me about it already. It seems you have stumbled upon an unexpected treasure."

Confused, I asked, "What do you mean?"

"It seems that the succubus slave I happened to buy at auction has a special physique," my mother explained. "Her physique was not seen even in the succubus nation for a long time. Although I don’t know how a succubus like her ended up as a slave, that does not matter." I noticed a book about demon anatomy and characterstics lying on her table, I saw this book once in the mansion's secret library, maybe she was reading it.

She went on to explain how Ellis's physique allowed her and the person she has sexual intercourse with to strengthen their aura and mental power significantly. Even in the succubus nation, such a thing was a rare occurrence, and could be a game-changer for sex demons.

"I want you to keep quiet about it and keep it to yourself only," my mother warned. "If the information about her physique were to leak, consequences would be dire, especially if it reached the ears of the succubus nation. They won't hesitate to topple the empire if such a rare specimen of their kind was here as a slave."

"But how do I keep her from finding out about her own powers?" I asked.

My mother thought for a moment before replying, "A succubus's true nature is decided when having intercourse. Most succubi are born to be dominant partners, which indirectly affects their main lifestyle, making them bold, fearless, and clever. A submissive one like that slave is a rarity even among their whole race."

"I understand," I said, nodding. "I will keep her aware of her place until it becomes her nature."

"Good," my mother said, with a slight smile. "You will improve much faster now, but so will that slave be. I don’t think she knows about her physique much, and I want you to be careful."

I nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I will," I said firmly. "I will ensure to maintain my dominance."

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As I stood there, watching her struggle and squirm in pain and pleasure, I couldn't help but wonder if all succubi were like her, or if she was just an exception. It was clear that she was enjoying the punishment, but that didn't make sense to me. Was she really a pain-slut or was there something else going on here? I needed to focus on the task at hand and not get distracted by her voluptuous body.

I picked up my old whip, which I often used to beat the bugs that infested near the mansion demanding justice and shit. The sound of it cutting through the air was like music to my ears. I approached her, enjoying the sight of her massive breasts jiggling as she tried to back away, only to be stopped by the ropes. Despite her struggles, I could see that she was now fully exposed and at my mercy. I spread her legs apart, giving me a full view of her snatch.

As I lashed out with my whip, I watched in satisfaction as her body trembled and her breasts jiggled. I couldn't help but notice how her pussy was drenched in her own juices, and the shame that overtook her as a result. It was clear that she was getting aroused, but I couldn't let her forget the purpose of this punishment.

I decided to change tactics and move behind her. Her ass was just as deadly as her breasts, and I couldn't help but admire the way it jiggled as I spanked her. I could tell she was enjoying this, but I needed to stay focused. I didn't want her to think of me lightly again.

To my surprise, when I hit her rear, she started moaning. I was taken aback by this, but I couldn't deny that it turned me on. As she squirmed in pleasure, I realized that I was becoming addicted to her. I had been having sex with her every night, and my aura control was improving like never before. I didn't know what it was about her that was intoxicating me - was it her sinful body or the mind-blowing strength I was gaining gradually?

I decided to take things to the next level. I fondled her big boobs as she moaned, and pumped two of my fingers into her wet snatch. She was lost in pleasure and the sounds she was making made it clear that she was about to climax. But just as she was about to reach her peak, I withdrew my fingers, leaving her frustrated and desperate for more.

Feeling my own hot breath, I came near her ear as she tingled due to her sensetive ears, demons and elves had sensetive ears after all... a major weakness of hers.

It was clear that this half-demon was more than just a simple slave. She had a special physique that was enhancing my aura control and mental strength. I couldn't help but feel grateful for this unexpected treasure. But I also knew that I needed to keep this information to myself. If the succubus nation were to find out about her, it could spell disaster for us both.

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