Chapter 76: The Princess Becomes A Fleshlight, It's Common Sense (3) |
- At least once every three days, please engrave the authority of the 'ruler' in your body through violence and pleasure!!!
Though the strategy for conquering Laplace was written as such, it was impossible to continue belly-punching every three days indefinitely.
So far, I’ve managed without any problems thanks to good luck…
But a sudden accident could happen, preventing me from seeing her face for days, and Laplace is supposed to return to the imperial family during the vacation.
‘Then, I might not see Laplace for months…’
If Laplace completely escapes my control in the meantime, it would be over.
Without the help of ‘Lucky Sukebe’, it was impossible for me to fight and win against Laplace.
And yet, I couldn’t just barge into the imperial family and punch Laplace in the belly to engrave the ruler’s authority.
In the end, there was only one way.
…No, putting that reason aside, I wanted to build a true relationship of trust with Laplace.
Just like Yuris considered me her ‘fated one’, I wanted to establish a trust where Laplace could be sure I was her ‘eternal ruler’ without having to punch her periodically.
But sadly, the trust between me and Laplace was built through ‘abuse’.
To build a deeper trust, I had to inflict more than belly punches, head punches, choking, spanking, and slapping…
‘…It’s hard.’
Being faint-hearted, it was difficult for me to abuse Laplace any more than I already had.
To abuse her further would mean pulling out nails or breaking something, which was closer to ‘torture’ than abuse.
Even if Laplace had a ‘destruction desire’, I didn’t want to torture her unless it was a truly extreme situation.
“Sigh… It’s difficult.”
While managing the gallery and pondering how to become an excellent abuser…
[Dechaaaa~! Elf martial arts! You dung humans are already dead!][15]
I happened to see a post.
[Author: ㅇㅇ(177.96)]
[Dechaaaa~! Elf martial arts! The black merchant is already dead!][15]
(A cartoon.jpg of a green little guy who seems to have turned an elf into a third of his size, flicking his fist)
"Kuikui! If you dare challenge me, the black merchant, and lose, you become a slave providing chicken and steak! The finishing blow, Deshavoot!"
"Kraa! Too strong!" (After giving a slight lift, drops them hard!)
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"Orolorong How could this be... Elf martial arts are the strongest..." (Fakin!)
Flame Sandwich■ : LOL.
JustSayNiceThings■ : This is elf hatred, you bitches.
ㄴㅇㅇ(137.38) : (Fakin!)
ㄴTenant Farmer Fan■ : LOL.
ㄴㅇㅇ(74.859) : Got scratched LOL.
ㄴJustSayNiceThings■ : Fuck these blackened motherfuckers.
“…!!!”
Although it was a typical elf-hating post that always appears in the gallery, it gave me tremendous inspiration.
‘Lift and drop? No, drop and then lift!’
The real strategy for Laplace-
-It wasn't just about physical abuse but also mental abuse.
Of course, threats or kissing the instep, licking toes could be considered mental abuse, but given Laplace’s personality, she would be happy rather than feel abused.
‘Being kind to her would have been torture for Laplace…’
Because the ‘ruler’ she had been waiting for would have been ruined in an instant.
‘..Huh..Huh!…I’m..sorry…Ugh!…I’m sorry…!..’
After exhausting Laplace’s magic and pushing her body to the limit…
‘..!Uh…Kuh!…Huh!…Yes!…Actually..it was hard….!’
Continuing to treat her kindly, the moment Laplace despaired of losing her ‘ruler’.
‘Then, I’ll completely destroy ‘Laplace’ without making it difficult for her anymore.’
It was a strategy to gift her with prepared abuse.
“…Kuh!…Kuhuk!…Huk…Ah…Uhuk!…I…Ian-nim…Please…save me….”
The result was a great success.
“….”
“….Please….save me..Kuhuk…”
[Taking a picture]
I stored the photo in the gallery, admiring Laplace, who was tied naked to a chair with a blindfold on.
Although I did it, it was a perfect tie-up that I couldn’t believe was my first attempt.
Of course, I didn’t memorize it but followed a meme that was posted in the gallery.
(A meme.jpg explaining in 8 steps how to tie up a 'hogtie')
Following a guide from a gallery might not seem cool, but since I covered it with a blindfold in advance, there was no problem.
‘…And.’
There were a few items I specially prepared for Laplace’s training, even refusing Evelyn’s invitation to an after-party.
Uung-!
The first was a ‘vibrator’.
Swoosh─Uung-!!!
I inserted the vibrator between the ropes and Laplace’s clitoris and turned the vibration to the maximum.
“Huh!…Hukhuk!!..Huh..Huhah!…Kuhukhaa!!..Just..a moment..!!..Huh…Ian-nim!..Kuhuk…Ahuh!!”
“Shut up, you onahole bitch.”
In fact, magic depletion was something anyone who used magic experienced at least once.
It’s torturous, like having seasickness and a cold at the same time, but if you rest properly, magic starts to recover in about a day, so it’s not a big problem.
The important thing here is that magic recovers when you ‘properly rest’.
‘…Well, a talent freak like Laplace would recover some magic even in this state.’
But still, with her sight blocked and her whole body restrained, continuously climaxing would undoubtedly slow down the magic recovery speed tremendously.
Uung-!! Uung-!!
“Ha!..Kuhut!….Hye!..Kuhueuk!!.I..Ian..!!..Ha…Hahuk!!”
I planned to make Laplace feel enough with just one vibrator, but actually, I intended to buy ‘Orc Estrus Potion’ from ‘Poring Commerce’ and feed it to her.
However…
Sadly, I was out of money.
It was because I had booked an expensive room for my first experience to show off on a date with Evelyn.
“Kuh…!Huhah..Huhai!!…Ah…Hueh!…Please…Ian!…Let me go…please..Kuhuk…!”
“Sigh… Fuck. Didn’t I tell you to shut up? You’re really making me want to take out a knife.”
“Huh… Net?… Wait… a minute!? Kuhuk!!”
Saying that, I took out the second prepared item, a ‘spoon’, from my bag.
Kikigigik-!!
As I approached, scraping a mirror with the end of the spoon, Laplace trembled as if having a seizure.
“Hi… Hik!! Aaack!! No… No! No!! I’m sorry! Please don’t!… I… I did wrong… I did wrong! Hiiiiik!!”
“So… I told you to shut up!!!”
Kwaak-!
I slammed the spoon down on the chair where Laplace was tied.
“Why!!! Because you don’t listen!!! Why do you make me out to be a bad personnnn!! Huh? You want me to be a bad person? I said I’d make an onahole live like an onahole, making you feel gooddddd!!!!”
“Kuk!… Kueh!.. Huge!… Hye!.. Hye..!! Please… spare me!! Kuhuk!”
“Am I wrong? Am I wrong!!! Am I wrong?? I am wrong!!! Fuck, I’m wrong!!! Right? I was a bad person from the start?!!! Then I should do bad things, right?”
“Kuhuk!… Hueguk!… Hueuk!!… Huek..!!”
Swoosh─
As the spoon touched her neck, Laplace, who had been breathing roughly as if hyperventilating, clenched her lips tightly and desperately restrained her body.
“Look at this? …No answer? You don’t want to answer your master’s words now? Shall we check if your tongue is broken?”
“Ah! Hik!!… Kuhuk… Ah!… No!!… I’m sorry!!… Ian is!!… a good person!.. It’s… it’s me…!… Laplace is!!… bad!!.. All… my fault… I’m the onahole bitch… I did wrong!!… Ian-nim…!! Kuhuk…. Please… make me feel good!.”
“Really? As expected, right? You prefer being my onahole over living as ‘Laplace’?”
“Huk…. Huh… Huep.!.. Yes.. Kuhup!.. Ri.. Right… I… I want to be an onahole… Huhuk..!”
“…Then, shut up and wait. If you open your mouth next time…”
“Kup!… Kueup!…. Hup!…”
Fearing she might make a sound, Laplace cutely bit her lips and nodded her head vigorously.
‘Phew… Glad it worked.’
I sighed in relief inwardly.
Saving the world was this difficult.
Threatening Laplace while acting completely opposite to my true personality was quite challenging.
Still… I had no choice.
I had to make it clear that Laplace’s ‘destruction desire’ was more terrifying than expected, and the pleasure given by a ‘blond thug’ was better than she thought.
Chalkang-! Chalkang-! Saaak─
“…Found it.”
After rummaging through my bag again, I put the spoon inside and took out a real ‘kitchen knife’.
“Kuh…Kuhup!…Huep!!…Hue..!!.”
Startled by the sound of metal clashing, Laplace whimpered quietly.
“….”
Of course, I wasn’t going to use it on Laplace.
I had threatened her with a spoon to avoid accidentally cutting her; there was no way I would use a kitchen knife.
This was literally a ‘kitchen knife,’ meant for preparing ingredients.
Sak- Sak-
“Hmm…Hm~.”
“…Uup…!Huk…Huk!…”
As I mentioned earlier, I couldn’t afford the ‘Orc Estrus Potion’ due to lack of money, but I could buy simple ingredients.
For example…
The large and beautiful ‘ginger’ I was peeling right now.
Sak- Sak-
Common sense doesn’t even need to explain that the world contains an SM play called ‘figging,’ where peeled ginger is inserted into the anus or genitals.
Usually, it took about 5 minutes before begging to be spared, and even when I experimented briefly, there was considerable burning and itching.
…But what if ginger was inserted into Laplace’s sensitive area and left for hours?
I could only express regret and hope to build a true relationship of trust quickly.
“Hu…!..Huhup…!….Kuhuep!”
“…It’s better to relax.”
As I stroked Laplace’s thigh and saw her body tense up, I kindly advised her.
The more she tensed up, the tighter the vaginal walls would squeeze the ginger, causing a stronger stimulus.
“Hu…Kuhuk!!…Hue..!…Please…!…Kuhuek…”
However, Laplace seemed to ignore my advice, tensing up even more.
‘It’s going to be really tough for her… Well, ginger is healthy, so it should be fine, right?’
Thinking about taking care of her health while building a trust relationship…
Puuuk-!
“Ha..Hug….Kuhuek────?!!!”
I inserted the ginger deep into Laplace.
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