Chapter 77: The Princess Becomes A Fleshlight, It's Common Sense (4) |
Ever since I encountered ‘Magical Girl Urara’ in the gallery, I’ve harbored the belief that I was in search of my ‘Master’—one who would lead me to my downfall.
But did I genuinely desire such a fate?
Wasn’t I merely fooling myself into craving ‘ruin’ while comfortably seated among the circus audience, imagining myself a tad closer to the spectacle than the rest?
-I am a princess.
-I am the favored one.
-I am Laplace Mapleflower.
Deep within, I must have held onto the hope that even my Master wouldn’t dare cross the ultimate boundary.
However…
Crash-!
“Why!!! Won’t you listen!!! Why do you cast me as the villain!! Huh? You wish to be treated kindly, as an onahole ought to be, correct???”
“Guk!…Gugh!..Hng!…Heh!..Heh..!!..Sa..Save…me!!..Ghhk!”
I trembled uncontrollably at my Master’s actions, witnessing a disregard for boundaries I hadn’t imagined possible.
No, I should have recognized his madness from the beginning.
To assault, violate, and threaten the empire’s princess merely to evade expulsion from the academy?
Such actions were beyond the pale of sanity.
Swoosh-
It was the moment the blade grazed my neck that reality dawned on me.
“Ghhk!…Huk!…Heuk!!…Huff..!!”
To my Master, my status as a princess or a blessed one was irrelevant.
My Master truly regarded me as merely an object for his sexual pleasure.
“Really? That’s what I thought.”
I’ve come across numerous criminals in my life, yet never encountered madness of this magnitude.
“You’d rather be my onahole than continue living as ‘Laplace’, correct?”
Astonishingly, his words were not a threat but a genuine inquiry.
My Master sincerely believed that existing as his onahole was a better fate for me than living as ‘Laplace’.
Clank- Clank-! Ssshh─
“You’ll feel better if you just relax.”
Following a terrifying clash of metal, my Master murmured.
“Hah..Hrg….Ghhk────?!!!”
Something rough was inserted into me.
It was decidedly not my Master’s penis, which only heightened the terror.
─What exactly had he inserted into me?
“….”
“Ah…Aack!!..Huk!!…St..Stop it!…Remove it!!.Hahk!!..Hihk!!”
As my Master remained silent, my mind was filled with all sorts of fearful imaginations.
After about 10 seconds…
Though I still didn’t know ‘what’ he had put inside, I understood ‘why’.
“Heek!!..Hahak!..Aaah!!..It..It hurts!!..It hurts!!..I hate it!! I hate it!!”
How should I describe this pain?
It wasn’t unbearable, but the unknown nature of it was terrifying.
After another 10 seconds, a different sensation emerged.
“─Ghhiiik!?!”
The itchiness I felt in my vagina made the previous pain seem like a joke.
“Hah..Haahak!!..Ghhak!!…It..It’s itchy!!..It’s so itchy!!!..Ghhik!!..Ian!!…Aack!.Iaannn!!!”
No matter how much I shook my body, the ‘foreign object’ wouldn’t come out.
“See, I told you it’s better to relax?”
“Guk, Ghhbr!!..Hap..!…Please!..!!..Ghhap!!…Hnghah!!”
It was impossible to relax amidst such itching and pain.
Instead, I resented my vagina for tightening even more whenever I tried to focus even a little.
“Please!…Please!…Ghek!..Let it out…!!…Remove it!!..Please!!!..Ghhng!!…Pleaseee!!…Ah..Aaack!…I’m going crazy!..Ian..!!..Ghhk!!”
Tickle- Tickle- Tickle-
I wanted to relieve this itchiness by scratching my vagina immediately, but the ropes tied around my body wouldn’t break.
“Ghaaah!!..Haaaggh…!!..It’s itchy!..It’s so itchy!!…Ghhik!!”
I felt like I was losing my mind.
It was unbelievable that these simple ropes, which I could burn with the simplest magic, were binding me.
Screeeech─!!!
With my sight blocked, my heightened hearing precisely picked up ominous sounds.
‘Huh!…Ghhhek!!…No…!..No..!!!’
At this rate, I was truly headed for ‘ruin’.
Although I had told my Master it would take about 5 hours to recover from magical depletion, I had actually understated the time.
On average, it had taken me about 4 hours to recover my magical power so far.
However…
In this state, it seemed it would take twice as long, about 8 hours, to barely recover.
‘8 hours..?’
I had to wait 8 hours in this state to escape?
That thought was despairing enough…
“Ghhuek!!…Hah..Hah, aack!..No..No!!…Ghhiek!”
What was more despairing was the slowly rising pleasure in my body.
Woong-!!
Hidden by the itchiness and pain, I had momentarily forgotten that my clitoris was being incessantly vibrated, engraving pleasure.
“Ah!…Aah!..Hah!..No…No!♥…It’s too much!….Ghaaahaaat!!♥♥”
Pain, itchiness, pleasure.
The three sensations felt in my vagina mixed together, turning my brain to mush.
‘Ah…No..!..No…Aaah!!♥’
Whoosh! Fwsshh-!!
I tried to endure…
But this was torture that a ‘female’ couldn’t bear.
With each climax, I lost more strength, and now I doubted I could recover my magic even in 8 hours.
“Ah…Ehat..!!..Ghh..Ghhuekuek!!.♥…Hah..Heuk!!..Ah..Ahk!!♥”
And my sensitized body informed me that the next climax would come even quicker.
‘…No…♥Can’t recover..!’
In this state, I had no confidence in recovering my magic, no matter how much time was given.
‘How many days?…Ghhk…!!..How many days must pass…before someone…finds me?’
They probably wouldn’t look for me if I went missing for just a day.
I had often gone off without a word for about a day before.
But if I missed lectures for about three days, someone might realize something was off….
‘Ah…’
Despair washed over me as I belatedly realized the reality.
It was certain.
Even if three days passed, no one would come looking for me.
Previously, when I was stuck in the training room for about a week doing ‘justice training’ with the prospective onaholes of the morality committee, the royal family had sent a search party.
That time, I had sent the search party back with an order not to interfere with ‘justice training’ in the future.
Shiver—!!
A chill ran down my spine suddenly.
“Ghhk…Se, could it be…Hah, ha…that far…planned?..Ah…!..Hahat!”
Why did my Master specifically instruct me to display anger in front of the prospective trainees before heading to the training room?
Could it have been a tactic to naturally prompt me to suggest ‘justice special training’?
…No, it was certainly intentional.
Even the first time he assaulted me, my Master had meticulously planned it, disguising it as a mere accident.
Twitch- Twitch-
The pleasure that had been building was leading to another climax.
“Ghhk!♥…Huk!…Uuk!…It, it’s itchy!♥…Ghhk!…It hurts….Uhaak!!..♥No..No!!..It, itchy..!!No!♥”
Where did my Master’s plan begin?
I had no idea.
I couldn’t even begin to fathom what my Master’s plan entailed.
The only thing I knew for sure…
Whoosh-! Fwshshuk-!
“Gk!…Ah..Ahuek!!♥It’s itchy…It was itchy!..Ah..Hahk!!..It..It!…Again..Aah!♥..It..Itaaah!!♥…Hyeoheuk!!♥♥”
I was no longer merely an observer in this spectacle.
‘What’s this… It’s frightening…’
I had expected Laplace to be sensitive, but not to such an extent.
Originally, my plan was to leave her by herself for about 4-5 hours…
However, given her level of sensitivity, it seemed like an opportune moment to torment her a bit more before starting to ‘build trust’.
‘…Still, she appears to be in too much distress.’
Watching her struggle so intensely made me feel a pang of sympathy, so I decided to intervene slightly.
“Why… won’t you listen?”
“Hge…♥Hge…Ghhuk♥”
“I told you to be quiet… Just be quiet, that’s all… I told you it would feel good… that I’d make you into a onahole!!!”
Puck-!
“…Uek!!..♥…Guek!!♥…Ah…Ahpat!!!♥”
“Why do you keep!! making noise!!”
Puck-! Puck-!
When I experimented, the pain was significantly more intense than the itchiness…
But for Laplace, perhaps due to her unique physiology, the itchiness was more intense than the pain. Thus, equating it with the discomfort of a belly punch seemed appropriate.
Naturally, in her current condition, Laplace couldn’t utilize ‘Judgment’, so I moderated the force of my punches significantly.
“Ghua….Ahpat.!!…Itchy…!!♥…Ghhuk♥…Ghuehek!!♥♥”
Puck-! Fwshuk-!!
The moment the fourth belly punch landed, Laplace reached her climax.
‘Hmm… It was worth the effort!’
After inadvertently causing Laplace distress, I had been practicing at home with a punching bag, focusing on moderating my punches rather than delivering them with full force.
Changing a habit of a decade-long exercise routine wasn’t easy, but it was necessary for both world peace and Laplace’s reproductive health.
Tzzzt-
“Ok…♥!…Houk!!……Hyeiaht!♥”
As Laplace climaxed and her body weakened, I removed the ginger from her vagina.
“…Huk….♥Gk….Ha…Thank you…♥Thank you, Ian-nim…Ah.,..Hue….Ah….Gha!..Ghhuk♥”
“….”
I felt remorseful as Laplace expressed her gratitude, but my decision to remove it wasn’t influenced by her pleas.
Sak- Sak-
It was about time for the ginger juice to dry up, so I prepared a fresh piece of ginger to ensure the juice continued to flow for that specific reason.
“Itchy?”
“Ghhk!…Hup!…Ga…Thank you….Ghhuk…”
“…I’m asking you. Is it itchy?!”
“Hiiek…!!…Ehi..Yes…Yes…It..It’s itchy!!..It was itchy!!!”
“Where? Here?”
Whoosh-!
I reinserted the ginger into Laplace’s vagina, targeting her sensitive spot.
“Hoheuk!!♥..Hiieet!♥♥…Ghueuk!♥”
“Is it itchy here?”
“Hah..♥.Hahaat!!!..♥….Yes…Yess!!♥..There..There!♥..Hoek!!♥…It was itchy..!!.♥..Ghiiek!♥..Thank you!!♥…Gk…for scratching!♥…Liked..Liked it!!!♥..Feels good!♥”
Whoosh-! Whoosh-!
Perhaps due to the combination of itch relief and the pleasure from being scratched, Laplace easily climaxed multiple times.
“Hah…!!♥Hahaat!!..♥..Ghuek!!♥…Heuk!!♥”
Of course, this was only a temporary solution.
“Ah?..Hak?!♥..!..Gh..Gheuk..!..Wa..Wait..Hiieek!!♥”
The presence of a particularly itchy area indicated its high sensitivity.
Since I had applied ginger juice intensively to such a sensitive spot…
“Ha…Uhaaaak!!!♥…Ha..Uha!!..♥It’s so itchy!!..It’s so itchy!!.♥..Ian-nim!! Ian-nim!!..Save♥..Save me!!..Ghhk..!!♥Please..let me scratch!!♥…Ghiit!!..I’ll do it!!!♥..Promise..I’ll do it!!..♥Please!!♥…Bo..Boji!!.♥..Gk..Please..let me do it!!♥”
Her intensified thrashing seemed expected under the circumstances.
“…What? You weren’t planning to do everything until now? I thought you were?”
“Ghaahuk!!..♥Aaaaat!!♥♥…No..Can’t..♥This..♥Crazy!!♥..Really…Going crazy!!!!♥..Ghhuk!!♥”
“Haah… I hate liars more than anything in the world…”
Step- Step- Creak-!
Pretending to be disappointed, I made a sound and opened the door.
“Go…Don’t go!!.♥.Ghhk!!…Don’t leave…please!!!..♥Please..Please…!!♥….Ah…Save me!!♥..Ghiiek!!..Please!!♥”
Thud-! Thud-! Bang-!!
Laplace, tied to the chair, fell and pleaded with a broken voice after violently thrashing.
“Ghhk!!..♥No..No!!..Huh, Huhguk!.♥….Itchy..It’s so itchy!..♥..Plea…Please!!…Ghhk..!♥Don’t…go…♥Please!…Ghhk!♥…Ian-nim…!…Gi..ve…!..Give it..♥…I’m…really…giving up!♥”
“Why? …Don’t want to die?”
“Huh.Hue..♥…No..Didn’t want!…♥…Don’t want to die!…Don’t want..!!♥..Not..not a lie..!!..I’m…for real…forever…♥As..as an onahole♥…Use me….it’s fine!!..♥..Do…Don’t leave..Please stay..♥..Save me!!..♥Ghiit!!♥♥”
Whoosh-
As Laplace wet herself begging for ‘life’, I realized.
She was finally ready to build ‘real trust’.
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