The Beginning of Blackmail
Yvonah waved her hand enthusiastically, oblivious to my presence.
And Melt, feeling her touch, wore a dopey, bitch-in-heat expression.
'That thing could pass for a clit, honestly.'
Melt's dick was completely engulfed in Yvonah's hand, out of sight.
Smooth—! Smooth—!
"Yvonah…!"
It hadn't even been a few minutes, but Melt was already gasping that he was about to cum.
He couldn't hold back.
Spurt! Spuuurt…
He unloaded everything into Yvonah's palm.
"Haa… haa…"
Melt panted heavily.
"Good boy."
Yvonah praised him while eyeing the semen on her hand.
'Whoa… is that what ejaculation looks like?'
Unlike my overflowing loads every time.
Splat!
Melt's one-and-done squirt was over in a flash.
If Yvonah had any real sexual knowledge, she'd be horrified right now—she just didn't know better.
Yvonah wiped her hand with the handkerchief she'd prepared.
"Well, I'll head out first then."
Melt slipped out ahead to avoid getting caught in the secret rendezvous.
Once she confirmed he was gone, Yvonah glanced around.
Click—!
She shut the door again and sat on the chair.
'What the…?'
Yvonah propped her legs up on the desk.
Spread wide open.
Her hand drifted downward.
'Huh?'
I hadn't anticipated this turn.
"Ngh!"
Yvonah brought the semen-stained handkerchief to her nose.
And her fingers began to move slowly.
She started teasing her lower lips, avoiding her pussy at first, stroking the outer folds.
"Hic…! Sniff!"
The late-blooming sexual knowledge seemed to set her ablaze even more.
Squelch—! Squelch—! Squelch—! Squelch—!
Soon, wet sounds filled the quiet room.
Squiiish♡ Squiiish♡ Squiiish♡ Squiiish♡
Her cautious strokes grew rougher.
"Hic! Ngh!"
Yvonah bit her lip to stifle her moans.
"Haaang♡ Ahng♡ Aaang♡"
But she couldn't hold back; her slutty cries leaked out.
I turned my camera app back on and recorded her masturbation.
'Angle's a bit off.'
From my hiding spot diagonally across, her pussy wasn't fully visible.
Partially obscured.
Yvonah's self-pleasure continued.
Squelch-squelch♡ Squelch-squelch♡
She'd started careful, glancing around, but now…
"Hahk! Hng! Ahng♡ Haaang♡ Ahng♡ Aaaang♡"
Splash♡ Splash-splash♡ Splash-splash-splash♡
She moved without restraint.
Now fingering deep inside her pussy.
Her idle other hand headed for her breast.
Then she paused, frowning slightly.
Something bothered her.
She slipped her hand under her clothes.
And off came her underwear.
Guess the fabric was dulling the sensation.
Her halted masturbation resumed.
Her top disheveled.
Underwear discarded.
Yvonah closed her eyes, as if maximizing her imagination.
Probably fantasizing about fucking Melt.
As if answering my thought, words slipped from her lips.
"Melt… put it in quick♡"
"Ahk! Haaang! Ahng!"
Her fingers worked furiously inside her.
Two was too much; she stuck to her index finger.
Squelch-squelch♡ Squelch-squelch♡
"Mmm, feels good♡ Do more…♡"
Yvonah kept fucking in her fantasy.
Squiiish♡ Squiiish♡ Squiiish♡ Squiiish♡
Her pussy juices soiled the chair.
"Ngh! Cum, cum inside♡ Melt's… baby seed♡"
Now's the moment!
I burst from my hiding spot.
Rattle.
"?!"
Yvonah's eyes snapped open at the sudden noise.
There I stood before her.
"N-nooo!!!"
She couldn't stop her climax.
"N-nooo♡"
Staring right at me, she came.
'She orgasmed looking at the real me, not her fantasy Melt!'
It'd be the ultimate humiliation for Yvonah.
"Hic! Ngh!!"
Nearly sobbing.
Gush… gush…
The squirting from her pussy tapered off.
Her trembling ass calmed.
"I'll kill you!"
Yvonah grabbed the sword she'd left behind and lunged.
So out of it she hadn't even fixed her clothes, stumbling toward me barefoot.
'She's got pubes, huh?'
Not overgrown, but Yvonah had pussy hair.
Neatly groomed, golden curls—professionally maintained, probably.
Before she could draw her sword, I played the video I'd recorded.
Tap-tap-tap—!
Masturbation sounds blared from my phone.
Followed by Melt and Yvonah's voices.
I turned the screen toward her.
"Hey! Where do you think you're drawing that sword?!"
Yvonah froze at the sight.
"A commoner with an artifact?"
Shocked.
She snapped to and reached for my phone.
But.
"Not so fast!"
I yanked my hand back, dodging hers.
Then she went for her sword.
Gripping the hilt tight, trying to pull it free.
I grabbed her other hand with my free one, stopping her.
Stashed the phone in my Inventory.
"Gkh!"
And seized her throat.
"You can't beat me with that strength."
She glared at me, eyes burning with rage.
'Time for some training.'
I squeezed; the fury vanished.
Terror filled her eyes.
'What the…?'
Her attitude flipped too fast.
Her body shuddered in fear.
I released her, and she collapsed to the floor.
Something was off.
'Definitely trauma-related.'
Shaking uncontrollably, out of it.
Slap—!
I slapped her cheek to snap her out of it.
She looked up at me, eyes brimming with tears.
I crouched to meet her gaze.
"Pull yourself together."
Pulled out my phone and replayed the video.
Watching it, she bit her lip.
"Can't take it by force, right? Now you get your situation?"
"Wh-what… are you planning?"
Her voice trembled.
"Oh, all sorts of things. First… kneel."
"How dare you order the Empire's princess to her knees?!"
Yvonah yelled.
Normally it'd roar like a lion, but.
'More like a scared little pup yapping.'
She looked like a Chihuahua now.
"Don't wanna kneel? Then don't."
"What?"
Stunned by my unexpected reply.
"I'll just spread this everywhere."
Her face darkened as she caught on.
"Do that, and you won't get away clean either!"
"I can leak it anonymously."
I don't actually have that capability.
And I have no intention of releasing it.
It's pure blackmail material.
She could've poked holes in my logic if she thought calmly.
But the situation left no room for that.
"F-fine… just kneeling… ngh!"
A pained groan at the humiliation.
Slowly, she lowered herself…
And knelt.
"This is fun."
Satisfying, but not enough to stop here.
'Just the beginning.'
I approached the kneeling Yvonah.
Pat… pat…
Lightly tapped her head.
She just gritted her teeth.
No other reaction.
I slipped off my shoe.
Smooth—!
And stroked her thigh.
Firm, swordswoman's muscle.
Poked and caressed it.
Then slid up, prodding her crotch.
Yvonah's pussy, still wet.
Her earlier juices hadn't dried.
My sock got soaked.
"Princess, getting turned on in this situation? Pervert, huh?"
I mocked her with formal speech on purpose.
She tried to stand, but I waved my phone, and she sank back.
Now I lifted my foot to her toned abs.
Then up to her chest.
Soft unlike her abs.
My toes sank into her titflesh.
"Princess, you'll squirt milk like crazy after popping out a kid. If it's Melt's, who knows~?"
Mentioned Melt to scrape her pride raw.
'That's enough for today.'
Still early training phase.
Push too hard, she might rebel. End here.
"Come here same time tomorrow. Oh, and no sexual stuff with Melt, obviously."
Unless you like having your weakness held over you.
I left with a smirk, leaving those words hanging.
****
Finally alone in the room after so long.
No need for slaves now; time to focus on Yvonah, so I gave them "freedom."
Freedom on my leash, of course.
'No loose lips.'
Eberrit threw a fit, clinging to my leg begging not to be discarded.
So I promised him my cum once a week.
'Eberrit did taste good.'
Those novel tits.
Fun just groping them.
Pushed slaves aside mentally; time to plan Yvonah's breaking.
Spent the night plotting.
Next day.
"A commoner eating the same food as us."
Lunchtime. A noble picked a fight out of nowhere.
'This guy's…'
One of Yvonah's lackeys.
Low-rank, so I'd ignored him.
Now he was yapping.
Guy never spoke to me before, but now he's provoking.
'I get it.'
Glanced around.
Locked eyes with Yvonah.
Yup, her orders.
"Hey! Ignoring me?!"
The noble fumed.
Pulled a white glove from his pocket and flung it at me.
"Honor duel!"
Honor duel.
Stakes on personal honor—life-or-death.
'Plans to kill me and erase evidence, huh?'
Thinks this scrub can beat someone even she couldn't?
Princess's logic escapes me.
"Scared? Run away, commoner! Guess that's your level of honor."
Assumed I'd flee.
"Fine. Honor duel accepted."
His face twisted deliciously at my unforeseen reply.
"A mere commoner…!"
Feeling dissed, he stormed out of the cafeteria.
I followed.
Other nobles trailed for the spectacle.
"Haa… what nonsense."
Instructor as witness; duel began.
"I'll sever your head from your body!"
Noble charged.
Over in one clash.
Just like he said—head separated from body.
Not mine, though. His.
Dead silence around us.
I shot Yvonah a grin, curling my lip.