Chapter 151 Compromise and Climax A Servant’s Erotic Challenge
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The heated argument over using the Tentacle Space skill finally came to a tense settlement. During the debate, Suzuri’s persuasion was truly wicked ², involving calculated acts of seduction: she pinned his nipple between her ample breasts while manipulating his rod to keep it firm, and then looked up at him with those glistening, dewy eyes. On top of that, she tried to trick him, claiming that going to sleep with her body still aching for release—when they still had a chance before bedtime, mind you—would certainly ruin her for the next day.
He managed to prevent the full deployment of Tentacle Space by citing the unavoidable exhaustion it caused, but the compromise was that he had to agree to use a single tentacle. The truth was, a Master who only reaped the benefits couldn’t truly know the agony of pleasure his disturbed servants suffered while under the skill’s influence. Even though he found her claim that ‘just one tentacle would be fine’ highly suspicious, his beautiful wife’s temptation clouded his judgment, dulling his wariness against her.
—And just like that, faster than he could open his mouth to ask which tentacle she desired, he caught her eye. Suzuri immediately removed her hand from the rod, which had already regained its full erection, and threw her supple arms around his waist, clinging tightly to him. The dull, pleasing sensation that had been building suddenly cut off, and before he could re-focus his thoughts away from the tentacle question, a breast was placed heavily across his arched rod. He felt the dual sensation of the soft tissue yielding beneath the rigid shaft and the sharp, hard point of her nipple against his member, drawing his gaze downward. It was then that his eyes locked perfectly with her intense, black eyes that peered up at him provocatively, her cheek still pressed against his taut abdomen.
”The tentacle I would like you to use… is this one, if you please, my Master ♡” Suzuri coaxed, her voice a sultry, pleading murmur.
”Ah, dammit…! F-fine, I agree!” Yuuri snapped, his resolve breaking.
Her action was a complete display of understanding that her own body was an irreplaceable treasure to her Master. When she deliberately pushed her tight, lovely little butt out at him—the body that he had examined, explored, and owned completely—all the carefully rehearsed words he had planned to question her with vanished in an instant. He had predicted that Suzuri would choose the Wedge Tentacle for anal punishment. He’d planned to use her loyalty against her and watch her blush with shame, but a Suzuri who’d been forbidden Tentacle Space wasn’t about to patiently wait for such a lenient command.
”Was it not true, my Master, that you also disciplined my cunt with your Mara? ♡… You can treat this one just as roughly, you know? ♡” she purred, her eyes bright with challenge.
”Ugh, damn you…! It seems you don’t value your body’s health for tomorrow, do you!” Yuuri growled back, exasperated.
He forced his mind to remain calm. Suzuri’s repeated provocations, ignoring her Master’s clear intent, were spiteful retaliation for him forbidding the Tentacle Space. His efforts to minimize her exhaustion for the next day’s sake would be wasted if he gave in to a cheap challenge and forced her body to overdo it. Yet, the truth was that his responsibility to satisfy Suzuri, now his servant, wouldn’t disappear so easily. He needed a balance: maintain her physical performance while also considering her emotional stability. If he were to coldly pull back on his affection, citing ‘verifications’ tomorrow, he’d give her the disappointment of a relationship in a tired rut. Because of this worry, he deliberately pretended to be angry, letting a beastly lust crawl across his face. In response, Suzuri shivered, a smile turning up the corners of her mouth, apparently imagining the torment that was about to descend upon her.
”Ahhh ♡ I’m going to be done to ♡ By Yuuri ♡ Completely messed up ♡♡ Ahhh! Don’t you worry about my body, Master ♡ Truly, I can’t regain my strength for tomorrow without the pleasure of my ass!” Suzuri panted, her voice thick with lust.
”Damn you! Spouting some bizarre logic. I’ll make sure to see if that defiance of yours is real or not!” Yuuri snarled, baring his teeth, but gently caressed the cheek still stuck to his abdomen. Even that small comfort seemed to fully convey his reluctance to be rough with her.
She exhaled in rapture at her husband’s concern and narrowed her eyes in eager anticipation. As she had wished, he summoned a tentacle tipped with the wedge-like head at Suzuri’s feet. However, clinging to his waist was the only thing supporting her, and she was so far gone she didn’t even notice its arrival. As if to punish her inattentiveness, Yuuri shifted his caressing hand from her cheek to the nape of her neck, pressing her head firmly against his abdomen so she couldn’t escape. Suzuri looked confused by the sudden, rough restraint after his gentle handling. He used the vicious barbs on the tentacle to lightly scratch her inner thigh. Realizing her lapse in awareness, Suzuri began kissing his abdomen repeatedly in a desperate bid for his favor.
”I-I apologize, my Master! ♡♡ To desire it myself and then fail to notice it…!”
”It’s no matter. Just make sure to show me, fully, how you fall into chaos because of it.” Yuuri instructed.
It was surprising that Suzuri had missed the tentacle’s appearance, but it wasn’t something he needed to analyze deeply. In fact, showing tolerance for her slip-up was welcome, as it would help make his wild servant more obedient. By seizing her by the nape of the neck as a token punishment, he inadvertently wrestled control away from her. He was a little disappointed that she couldn’t command the insertion herself, but he could easily imagine her shamelessly pouncing on it if given the chance.
Therefore, seeing this as his opportunity, he used the tentacle to stroke her inner thighs, gradually bringing it closer to her crotch. All the while, he savored the shifting expressions on Suzuri’s face—from anticipation to rapture—as she could only follow the tentacle’s position by feel. Finally, the tentacle’s belly pressed against her already-slick vulva.
”Hyaaah! It’s hot! Right there! ♡ Rubbing my clit like that—ahhh, my honey will just overflow! ♡♡” Suzuri cried out, hips twitching.
”Hmph, no matter how tough Suzuri’s ass is, I still need to make sure to thoroughly wet you up first,” Yuuri replied smugly.
He didn’t really need to be this meticulous, as the tentacle was already coated in lubricant upon its emergence, and he wouldn’t hurt his precious servant with immediate insertion. However, making her fully aware of the pleasure that was about to be branded into her would exponentially inflate the masochistic pleasure she received, far beyond a simple, abrupt fulfillment. With a flourish, he touched the wedge-tip, now coated in her own slick, against Suzuri’s anal opening. The tip had barely pushed open the tiny pucker when she looked up at him with pleading, wet eyes.
”P-Please, Master, start slowly… ♡ T-to be so aroused, and then for you to thrust it deep inside—Hiiih!? ♡♡” Suzuri begged.
Suzuri’s body was already thoroughly primed, having received one ejaculation deep within her vagina. She clearly feared that a strong assault on her ass on top of that would reduce her to mere flesh, utterly unable to offer up any flirtatious display for her Master. That anxiety was plain on her face. But it was Suzuri herself who had defied him and asked for this ravishment. He felt a fleeting surge of indignation—what are you flinching for now?—but running with spite now would mean throwing away the chance to satisfy Suzuri without being overly rough. Therefore, he chose to simply threaten her, burying the wedge tip halfway. Recognizing she was a fish on the chopping block, Suzuri instantly quieted and tightened the arms clinging to his waist.
”Whoah, ohh! Ooooh! ♡♡ No, you mustn’t! Moving it in so slowly like that! ♡ I can feel the tentacle’s shape! The wedge is going to be branded into my ass! ♡♡” Suzuri groaned.
”Hah, brute-forcing it in isn’t the only trick, is it? Your body’s already become a pervert that delights in anything I do to it,” Yuuri mocked.
He only scolded her for her shameful fearfulness during that initial forceful sink. After that, he slowly slid the tentacle in, determined to show her that her Master’s foresight had correctly judged his servant’s body. As the opening of her ass stretched to swallow the barbed protrusions, Suzuri let out deep, animalistic cries of ecstasy, her eyes vacant and wandering.
”Ooh, ahn, hooh, auuun ♡♡… It’s amazing, ohh! ♡ The tentacle, scraping my anal walls so carefully, feels so good! Haaah! ♡♡” Suzuri bawled.
”That’s right, that’s right. When you all stroke my cock, you serve me with changes of pace and intensity, don’t you? Your ass is the same; a powerful, grinding scrape isn’t the only way to do it. Doing it like this, slowly showing your servant’s rectum that it’s surrendering to the tentacle, is quite exciting, isn’t it?” Yuuri mused, enjoying the sight.
He’d worried that the Suzuri who had gained a body able to withstand intense pleasure could no longer be satisfied by weak, drawn-out caresses. But as it turned out, Suzuri simply straightened her supple legs, arching and swinging her butt most shamelessly in time with the tentacle’s movements. Relieved, Yuuri grew more verbose, praising Suzuri’s decadent behavior. Encouraged by his cheerful tone, Suzuri didn’t ask for increased roughness, instead indulging in the slow, gut-scraping movement of the tentacle, entertaining her Master’s ear with loud, wild cries.
”Nhee, eegh! ♡♡ Yuuri! ♡ Please, I beg you, pay attention to my cunt too! ♡♡ My filthy hole! This feels too good, my thighs are loosening up! ♡♡ I’m going to splatter the seed you just gave me, Master, along with my shameful juices! ♡♡” Suzuri pleaded, her voice breaking.
”Hmph, I thought I felt something dripping on my legs! That’s why. Fine, I’ll block that disobedient cunt with my cock. …But don’t think you can just wait for me to insert it. You’ve made me go to all this effort. As a servant, you’d better climb up and seek out your Master’s cock!” Yuuri commanded.
Suzuri’s body was already too aroused to resist her lust. He issued an impossible order to his difficult servant, who was begging for his rod, as if to vent his earlier frustrations. Under normal circumstances, Suzuri could easily jump a full head height above her Master. But here, with her waist-breaking pleasure coming from the anal ravishment, simply reaching the level of his hips—a mere twenty or thirty centimeters away—was extremely difficult. While she stammered, the tentacle ravaging Suzuri’s ass slowly intensified the deeply penetrating pleasure. With an expression that suggested she couldn’t possibly imagine how to do it, she hesitantly released her grip on his waist, tried to use his erect rod as a guide to raise herself, and reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.
”Ah, ahh! ♡ I can’t, I can’t! ♡ Yuuri’s body is too strong! My cunt… I can’t reach your Mara! ♡♡” Suzuri whimpered.
”Hmph, you can leap and bound so easily normally, but you can’t even service my cock unless your Master kneels for you?” Yuuri challenged.
Suzuri performed a cute little dance, jumping just high enough for a sheltered young girl whose toes barely left the floor. All the while, her large breasts shook heavily up and down, a feast for his eyes. The pleasure from the Wedge Tentacle piercing her ass seemed to sharply torment her entire body, causing her footing to falter several times. Feeling he couldn’t risk her falling, he finally—pretending to lose patience—offered her a saving hand.
”Hmph, I promised just one, didn’t I. But it can’t be helped if my flesh-wife can’t even perform her duty.” Yuuri sighed, a note of resignation in his voice.
”Ah! This is… a five-fingered tentacle! ♡” Suzuri exclaimed.
Given the difference in their height, compounded by his arched rod, they needed an extra two steps of elevation to bridge the gap. To solve this, he summoned two more five-fingered tentacles at her feet, repurposing them as stepping stones. The thin, bony, and grotesque fingertips now acted as grips, allowing her to safely look up into his intense black eyes.
”P-Please excuse me, Master! ♡♡” Suzuri murmured, finally ready to serve.
”Ooh… That’s my Suzuri’s cunt. The entrance is sucking at the tip of my cock, begging for insertion!” Yuuri praised.
Yuuri supported Suzuri’s hips as she struggled to find the correct angle for insertion, enjoying the heavy weight of her breasts pressing against his collarbone. In truth, he could have easily guided his rod into her by controlling the tentacle in her ass, but having issued the command himself, he felt he must wholeheartedly appreciate his devoted servant’s struggle. Besides, he rarely had the chance to fully massage her tight, firm butt—which normally required him to fully extend his arms—so delaying the insertion was not a problem.
”Nyah! Stop, stop! ♡ My butt is echoing! ♡ Yuuri, you mustn’t interrupt my service to your Mara! Stop! ♡♡” Suzuri protested, squirming.
”Hoho! Don’t dare fault your Master’s enjoyment, servant! Aren’t you neglecting your duty to display your body for me? Look! Even your crotch tattoo is shining so brightly; it’s obvious how much you’re enjoying this!” Yuuri chuckled, tapping her taut bottom.
It was the single scar etched onto the girl who had been fully remade through her rebirth as a servant—a blasphemous pattern shining dark-red over her lower abdomen, dedicated like an offering of her womb, an atrocious mark that guaranteed the broadcasting of her excitement to her Master. When it flashed so brightly, the light leaking around the edges of her breasts made it clear that she was delighted by the effect she had on him. Correctly pointing out her excitement, which fully utilized her function as a servant, caused Suzuri to spread her legs further while still standing on the five-fingered tentacles, fully exposing her healthy, attractive limbs. After observing her finely toned body with a lingering, possessive gaze, he slapped her springy buttock with a pat. The shinobi girl slowly bent her doe-like legs, piercing her own vagina with his fully erect rod until it was impaled to the limit.
”Ngh! Ooh! Ohh oh oh oh! ♡♡ I’m gonna climax! I’m gonna… I was going to let you put your Mara in, but I’m coming! I’m coming! Oooooh! ♡♡♡” Suzuri shrieked, her voice choked with pleasure.
”Kwah, ugh! You held out well, Suzuri!” Yuuri roared, commending her.
It was not hard to imagine that this determined girl had been accumulating an unbearable amount of pleasure. Just as he predicted, he praised Suzuri for her courage in holding out until the insertion, letting her fully succumb to the shameless climax that was now unleashed. Perhaps he’d been too focused lately on simply provoking his servants into their unseemly climaxes. But seeing Suzuri today, he realized she had been working hard to dutifully arouse them both. It was this tender feeling that spontaneously prompted his words of gratitude toward the climaxing Suzuri.
Because they were tightly embraced, the forceful words he spoke into her ear caused Suzuri’s vagina to contract sharply. A starburst of pleasure shot up his spine from the friction, and he hastily grabbed the nearby railing to avoid falling over. It would be cruel to force service from his servant, who was firmly clinging to him, swept away by the never-ending climax. While he could satisfy Suzuri completely by climaxing then and there, driven by the pleasure his rod was receiving, it wouldn’t be proper for a man who kept a harem. He needed to at least save face by appearing to climb to the limit of pleasure. Therefore, he began to move the tentacle in her ass, attempting to dig up pleasure in place of the vagina that was too overwhelmed to move.
”Hiiigh, my ass, Hiiih! ♡♡ I’m coming again! My cunt is coming! My ass is coming! Ooooh! ♡♡♡ —Ah, ah, ahhh! Yuuri is going to climax too! ♡♡” Suzuri cried out, her voice now barely coherent.
”Ahhh! I’m coming! Your cunt feels too good, so I’m coming too! Haha, just scraping your ass is making your cunt clamp down tight! I said I wouldn’t be rough, but you’ll have to endure it for now! You’re going to climax with me, too!” Yuuri roared, his passion finally consuming him.
He had kept in the back of his mind that he needed to be gentle with Suzuri today. Yet, the pursuit of pleasure from the supreme vaginal grip on his rod was too hard to give up right before climax. The Wedge Tentacle, which was meant to be only a slow and gentle stimulant, was now scraping the pleasure-sensitive intestinal mucosa like a switch to tighten her vagina.
”Ahhh, I’m coming, coming, coming! ♡ Yuuri’s Mara, come with me! ♡♡ Master, Master, fill Suzuri’s pouch with your hot juice one more time! Ejaculate! Ejaculate! ♡♡” Suzuri begged, her pleas broken.
”Kwahh, yes! I’m coming now! Suzuri, come with me, now!” Yuuri bellowed in release.
DOOGH, BYUGH, BYOOOOH!!!
Standing with Suzuri clinging to him, he poured the full measure of his desire into her deep, inner vaginal sanctum, accompanied by a climax that whited out his vision. All the while, he pushed his weakening legs and used the five-fingered tentacles to firmly secure her ankles, preventing the shameful disgrace of slipping and falling. He held the railing with a force that felt like it might deform the metal itself, supporting her hips, which threatened to buckle under the ejaculation. As he continued to inject his white fluid, unmoving like a great, sturdy tree, Suzuri, convulsing before him, was pushed to her final rapture.
”I’m coming, coming, coming! ♡♡ Yuuri’s ejaculation, the last one! ♡♡ This is coming! Ah, my skill is coming too! ♡♡ Ah, ah, ahhh! Nyaaaahhhhhhh! ♡♡♡” Suzuri screamed in the throes of a magical climax.
He had seen the magical power swirling in Suzuri’s womb rising through her body immediately after his first ejaculation. During the continuous sequence of orgasms, the climax that brought her skill acquisition overlapped, throwing Suzuri into a frenzied transformation of her soul. Even after the peak of her climax passed, Suzuri remained vacant-faced. Clearly lost in the intense pleasure from her vagina and womb, she continued to cling to him, only occasionally shuddering with small spasms. Holding the immobile Suzuri, he stood, supported by the railing, for several minutes. His body was so exhausted that trying to move prematurely might have caused them both to tumble over.
”Ugh, huff… I’m sorry, but I’m going to sit down now. …Well, completely drained, are we?” Yuuri whispered, his voice tight.
”Fufufuh, heheeh! ♡ Mara, awesome! ♡♡” Suzuri mumbled, still in her daze.
As soon as he recovered from the sudden fatigue, he first lowered Suzuri, whom he had been impaling with his rod, to the floor. She was so struck by the intense pleasure that she was rambling in a bizarre voice, praising his rod.
”Oh, great. Even with the cock and tentacles withdrawn, she’s not coming back. …Suzuri, stay just like that for a bit. Until I’ve washed you off, you’re just a flesh doll to be used as I please.” Yuuri stated, his voice softening with possessive fondness.
He couldn’t tell if his voice even reached the shamelessly sprawled, squirming Suzuri. But he couldn’t be late for mealtime while waiting for her to regain consciousness. The only thing left to do was to wash the body of his panting servant with his own hands, serving a practical purpose. He soaped up the sponge and slid it over her unblemished, snow-white skin, thoroughly confirming the beauty of the perfect body he owned.
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Summary:
In a climactic compromise, Master Yuuri agrees to use one tentacle instead of the full Tentacle Space skill, but his servant Suzuri immediately exploits his tenderness by brazenly demanding the forceful Wedge Tentacle for anal pleasure. Her cunning sexual provocation works, sending the scene into a frenzy of master-servant dynamic where Yuuri feigns anger but secretly enjoys her wantonness. The master challenges the girl to insert his rod herself, a seemingly impossible feat given her pleasure-induced weakness, forcing him to reluctantly summon additional five-fingered tentacles to act as stepping stones. The intense pleasure from the combined penetration—anal scraping and vaginal impalement—pushes Suzuri past her limit, triggering a spiritual transformation as she achieves a new skill right in the final moments of their mutual, explosive orgasm, leaving her in a blissful, catatonic state that allows Yuuri to possessively clean her body.
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Character Insight:
Master Yuuri is shown to be deeply conflicted; his authoritative demands and rough teasing are a mere mask for his protective affection and concern for Suzuri’s well-being. He struggles to find a balance between satisfying his servant’s desire for intense dominance and ensuring she doesn’t exhaust herself for the next day’s duties. His final act of patiently cleaning her body, after her soul-shattering climax, is the deepest expression of his protective nature and possessive love, revealing the tenderness beneath his stern facade.
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Behind the Scene:
The chapter is an emotional rollercoaster focused on the sexual negotiation between Yuuri and Suzuri, proving that even within a restrictive ‘compromise,’ the servant will manipulate the situation to achieve the maximum possible pleasure and transformation, which in this case includes the acquisition of a new skill. The shift from one tentacle to three (one wedge, two five-fingered) shows Yuuri’s inability to resist her wanton need and his ultimate capitulation to her desires, framed as his duty as Master.
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T/L:
² The original word akutoku (悪辣) means ‘wicked’ or ‘vicious,’ reflecting the manipulative yet desirable nature of Suzuri’s seduction. ↩
Notes:
• Suzuri – A scout who braved the labyrinth and lured a petrifying monster to protect her friends. Tall, statuesque, flawlessly pale skin, powerfully toned yet soft and feminine, with long, flowing black hair identical to Marina. Her body is exaggerated hourglass—strong, trained muscles in her core, shoulders, and limbs paired with extremely generous curves. Her breasts are very large, full, high-set, and overtly described as “too big for her frame,”
• Ai – The recently-formed sub-divinity/ego who manages the world’s Skills. Her sudden, intense burst of divine will (‘ki’) almost bleached Yuuri’s wicked thoughts. Called Yuuri ‘Elder Brother’ and declared genuine affection and trust based on his efficiency with her Skills.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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