Devil Slave (Satan system)

Lenny’s gaze shifted to the two women before him, each clad in exotic clothing that revealed a tantalizing amount of skin without fully exposing them.

Lamastu was draped in shades of green, her attire a blend of delicate lace and silk. Her lingerie left little to the imagination, with intricate patterns that barely covered her modesty, accentuating her curves and hinting at the skin beneath. The green fabric shimmered in the light, giving her an almost otherworldly glow.

Naamah, on the other hand, was clothed in black. Her outfit was similarly provocative, a combination of sheer fabric and straps that revealed and concealed in equal measure. The black material contrasted sharply with her pale skin, creating a stark and captivating visual. Her lingerie was equally intricate, with fine details that drew the eye and teased the mind.

Lenny couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at their bold attire. However, before he could comment, Lamastu’s voice cut through the silence. "Who taught you the comprehension of runes?" she asked, her eyes locking onto his.

Lenny observed both women carefully. Lamastu’s eyes were keenly focused on him, scrutinizing his every move. Though Naamah was blind, her ears were directed at him, attentive to his voice and any subtle sounds he made. It was clear they were both analyzing his body language with meticulous precision. With what he knew about these women, Lenny understood that even the smallest movement, the flow of blood in his veins, and the tension in his muscles were under their tight scrutiny. Every detail mattered to them; this was how they gathered their information.

Seeing no reason to lie, Lenny decided to answer truthfully. "I learned from a Hell beast," he stated, his voice steady.

Lamastu’s eyes gleamed with interest, while Naamah’s head tilted slightly, a gesture that seemed to indicate her curiosity. The room remained silent, save for the soft rustling of their clothes and the distant groans of Cain in his chains. Lenny stood firm, and the women could tell that he was not lying.

Then again, that piqued their curiosity even more. After all, even if it was an incredible hell beast with profound knowledge, lenny also needed to be likewise incredible to absorb such knowledge.

Lamastu and Naamah, who had tasted from the tree of knowledge, were well-versed in the intricacies of the world, including the capabilities of Hell beasts. Although they had not had much contact with Hell beasts for a long time, they were aware that those of the fourth beast rank and below lacked significant intelligence. What they did not know was that Vandoria, the Hell beast Lenny mentioned, was not like the others. She was a pet of the Morningstar, making her exceptionally unique.

Lamastu’s eyes traced Lenny’s body up and down before she waved her hand, creating intricate rune puzzles in the air with her power. These puzzles were almost at the level of the sphere Lenny had previously solved. Lenny stepped forward, his fingers waving in the air as he began to solve the puzzles. As he did, Lamastu’s eyes glowed with a fiery intensity, and Naamah licked her lips sensually. Lenny could hardly believe it, but it was clear that these women were becoming sexually aroused by his skill in solving the rune equations. who could have thought that solving mathematics could get women attracted to him?

He was not even halfway through before Naamah, who had been acting the shyest, leaped onto him. She dug her lips into his, her fingers dancing across his body with urgent need. After a passionate kiss, she pulled back slightly, her eyes searching his face. "There is something incredibly familiar about you," she whispered breathlessly. "I can’t put my finger on it, but I want more."

Lenny had never been one to refuse a beautiful woman who desired him, and now was not the time to start. He flipped Naamah over, his lips trailing kisses down her body, savoring the softness of her skin and the sweetness of her taste. Lamastu watched with a hungry look in her eyes, her own arousal evident as she continued to weave intricate patterns in the air, the runes glowing brighter with each passing moment.

Naamah’s soft moans filled the room, mingling with the faint scent of exotic flowers and the heady aroma of desire. Lenny’s hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves and exploring every inch with a fervor that matched her own.

The runes carved in the air by Lamastu, glowing with a life of their own, suddenly flowed out of the room like ethereal serpents. They rushed straight into the arena, forming words that hung in the air, indicating that the time for the next round of the competition would no longer be in an hour, but another day.

This surprised everyone including those that were at the lounge. The old man Elf could not help but think this had something to do with the summoning of Lenny.

Once she had done this, Lamastu then joined Naamah, both rushing toward Lenny, their eyes alight with a mixture of lust and an almost predatory hunger.

They pressed their bodies against his, bathing him with fervent kisses. Soon, his clothes were ripped open by the eager hands of the two women, revealing his muscular form.

Lenny felt a rush of sensations as Naamah, her body clad in exotic black lingerie that left little to the imagination, pressed her lips to his. He could feel the soft, silky fabric of her lingerie brushing against his skin, heightening his arousal.

Her touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure through him as she kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth with a fervor that left him breathless.

As they connected, soon, he felt her lingerie rip open as her wetness connected with his skin. and then she immediately put him inside her.

instantly, Lenny felt something strange within his body, a profound shift as if he had tapped into a deeper level of understanding through the pleasure they shared.

The knowledge these women possessed, having eaten from the tree of knowledge, was being passed onto him through their intimate connection. It was as if the knowledge he was so proud of before was just the surface, and now he was delving deeper, experiencing the core of universal truths.

Every kiss, every touch, every movement of their bodies together was a conduit for this profound knowledge. Lenny could taste the gift of knowledge flowing into his body from them. The sensation was overwhelming, as if the universe itself was opening up to him, revealing its secrets through the pleasure he experienced.

"can you feel it?" Naamah whispered, "after tasting us, no female will ever feel this good to you." she stated proudly. This was another reason why they were a precious commodity that the demons wanted.

any one would give half their life times to have a night with these women. Of course survive afterwards was another test of its own. Even right now, Lenny could feel his mind so saturated that it felt like his brain was going to blow open. what ever they passed to him went so deep that it settled in his soul, but tortured his mind.

Lamastu, her kisses adding to the symphony of sensations. Her hands roamed over his body, caressing and teasing, driving him to the brink of ecstasy. Together, they were a whirlwind of passion and knowledge, their bodies entwined in a dance that transcended mere physical pleasure.

Lamastu joined the mix and Lenny could feel his blood in his veins threaten to freeze. it was so bad that his muscles twitched as he moved.

"Here i was wondering you would die after tasting one of us. who could have thought that you can even handle two at a time. You are really special. The last time anyone was able to take more than one of us, it was thousands of years ago!" Naamah spoke out through her pleasure.

As Lenny and Naamah moved together in perfect harmony, he could feel the energy between them building, intensifying. Each thrust, each caress, each kiss was a step deeper into the well of knowledge that these women offered. The pleasure was unlike anything he had ever experienced, a blend of physical ecstasy and profound intellectual awakening.

The more they shared, the more his mind opened up. He could feel the boundaries of his understanding expanding, the heat of knowledge burning within him. It was as if the secrets of the universe were being whispered to him through their touch, their kisses, their passion.

Naamah’s moans of pleasure were music to his ears, each sound a note in the symphony of enlightenment. Lamastu’s touches were like flames, igniting his senses and guiding him deeper into this new realm of understanding.

As they continued, Lenny could feel himself becoming one with the universe, the pleasure they shared merging with the knowledge they imparted. It was a transcendent experience, one that left him breathless and yearning for more. And then unable to hold back, he shot into...