Transmigrated Into an OnlyWomenRealm: the Amazons

"Punish me!"

'Punish her?' Byron wondered.

What kind of punishment could he possibly give her?

Back in the modern world, before he got diagnosed, he had watched so many spicy videos with the phrase punish me as their main plot.

That's why the things the men in those videos did to the girls who would be asking to be punished are what came to Byron's mind when Hippolyta said the phrase again with a pleading look on her face and a soft, alluring tone in her voice.

However, what kind of video was he supposed to make a role model?

Was he meant to flip her to her belly and start spanking her ass? Or was he meant to spit in her face and slap her cheeks? Perhaps he was meant to grab her hair violently and push his dick inside her mouth and command her to suck it.

He could also take it literally and give her a real punishment. A painful one. However, that would not benefit him in any way. He had to punish her in a way that he would also enjoy.

What way though, among all those?

The bitch had played with his emotions, made him believe he was in control, that he had won when actually she had planned his demise beforehand.

He had made love to her like he never did to anyone else before, only to end up being snatched from those he cared about like a chick in the claws of an eagle.

What punishment could he possibly give her that would make him forgive her?

"Punish me!" she continued pleading.

She used his hand to slap herself again, and this time real tears started to flow down her cheeks.

The scene looked like it would end in something naughty. Was that her intention?

If that's what she intended, he would punish her by doing the exact opposite.

But then again, why make it such a big deal.

She had explained to him that if she didn't go through with the plan, Keza would have gotten angry and took him for herself anyway.

Either way, he would have ended up being snatched from New Themiscyra.

With this understanding, Byron waited for her to use his hand to slap herself again, then as soon as the impact was made, he grabbed her jaw and pushed his thumb inside her mouth.

"Oh, yes!" she moaned before, gently sucking on his thumb.

The sight sent shivers up Byron's spine.

His dick was already throbbing from Keza's seduction, combined with the sight before him, all he wanted to do was pin her on the bed and fuck the shit out of her.

"You want punishment?" he asked, enjoying the feeling of her soft lips around his thumb. The wetness and warmth felt so enticing.

"Uh-huh!" she nodded, still sucking on his thumb.

"Show me your tities then... Uh, so slow... Good girl! Continue sucking on my thumb as you fondle them... Pinch your nipples... Put my dick between them... Oh, yes... Good girl! Spit on it... Just like that... Oh fuck!"

Byron was grunting in pleasure, sitting on the edge of the bed, Hippolyta on her knees in front of him and giving him a boobjob when Keza entered the room.

"Alright folks, I think the minute has... What the fuck? Lyta, I can't believe you're fucking him!"

Startled, Hippolyta immediately rose to her feet, pulling on her outfit to cover her boobs.

"I'm so sorry!" she said.

"The first ride was supposed to be mine," shouted Keza as she looked at Hippolyta with fury in her eyes.

Hippolyta tried to defend herself. "Sorry! He was punishing me!"

Keza raised her eyebrows. "Punishing you?" she asked. That's when she realized what Hippolyta meant. "Oh, I see! I see!"

A smile appeared on her face, a smile that became wider as her gaze turned to Byron.

"I see!" she continued to mutter to herself, approaching him. Her gaze was fixed on his still hard as a rock one-eyed dragon.

"I deserve a punishment too, don't you think? I mean, I'm the one who kidnapped you. What do you say?"

She was still approaching him, slowly, her body transforming into her succubus form.

Both the sight of her and the allure of her voice made Byron's body start to crave what it would feel like to touch her. To fuck her.

She took off her clothes as she continued approaching, her boobs jiggling and her hips swaying.

Everything about her seemed to have grown bigger and better.

There was also something Byron was able to feel but couldn't tell exactly what it was.

Something that made the hairs on his neck rise. Something that sent tremors throughout his body.

Was she bewitching him?

'Damn this succubus! Why is she taking so long to reach me!' thought Byron.

Keza seemed to be near him, but also far. She had been approaching him for over a minute now, but she still hadn't reached him.

This was so strange considering it would have required just 20 seconds to reach him.

She giggled when she saw the questioning look on his face.

"I haven't teased anyone for over 40 years now," she said, still approaching but not reaching him. "I had to test if my charms and illusions still work."

Byron was caught up in Keza's illusions that he didn't notice when Hippolyta left the room.

He felt strange, new sensations attacking his body from every corner. It was as if he was already having sex.

Keza was still approaching, yet Byron felt a wet and warm sensation wrap around his dick.

He felt wet and warm walls contracting around it, felt hands on his chest and soft lips on his.

"What's going on?" he found himself asking.

The succubus giggled, this time near his ears even though she was still far away, still approaching.

How come her giggles were right into his ear? How come he could feel her warm breath on his ear as she giggled?

'impossible!'

"What's going on?" he asked again.

"Don't you like it?" Keza's voice whispered right into his ears even though she was still far away.

'How is she doing it?' he wondered.

"Of course I like it," he replied. "It's amazing. It's fucking amazing."

How could he not like it? He had never felt so hot. Never felt so sensitive. Never felt such pleasures. It was a new sensation.

New sensations actually.

It was fucking amazing. He just wanted to know what was going on. Was it illusions? Was it some kind of...

That's when Keza snapped her fingers to show him what was going on.

His thoughts stopped mid—well, mid thoughts I guess—as he looked at her with awe in his eyes, his mouth half open.

Apparently, Keza was sitting astride on his lap, his dick deep inside her pussy.

Her face was close to his, sometimes kissing his lips, other times whispering into his ears.

The sex bit was real. Turns out, the part where she was approaching him was the fake one. The illusion.

She giggled when she saw how flabbergasted he looked.

"I've been riding your cock for 3 minutes now," she said.

It was as if this fully freed him from the illusions.

The system dinged.

[Congratulations! Host has successfully connected to a being with remnants of divinity.]

[Congratulations! Divinity Absorption System activated.]

[Congratulations! Now the host can...]

'No way!' thought Byron, not believing what had just happened.

Usually, whenever his dick entered a pussy, his system directly sent a wave of notifications and quests.

Even when he made love to Hippolyta a few hours ago, or Penthesilea and the others in the morning before he went hunting with Alcippe, the system had dinged.

He only stopped paying attention to it because it was redundant, always repeating the same things or giving quests which he accomplished within minutes, sometimes without even noticing.

But now...

Now Keza had used her illusions on him, delaying the system notifications. What kind of maniac was she?

What kind of powers could deceive even a system?

He was terrified of her.

She was still riding him, her wings flapping as she bounced over him, her jiggly boobs rubbing on his chest as a crimson mist enveloped them.

Byron had never felt so good in his life.

"Oh, fuck!" he grunted. "I'm gonna cum!"