Rozalia Takes Action
Honestly, my own self-esteem wasn't that important. My first principle of action was Karn. My second principle was also solely Karn. My entire world revolved around him alone. So if he abandoned me and left first this time too, I absolutely wouldn't forgive him. Without him, even if I lived, it wouldn't be living. I'd follow him to the ends of hell, even in death. That's why I was confident I could do anything shamelessly if it made Karn happy. If Karn told me to die, I'd whisper with teary eyes, "I just wanted to be with you a little longer," hug him tightly one last time, and swallow poison without regret, shedding quiet tears.
But what my maddeningly beloved Karn wanted was netorase. His woman falling into another man's arms. In his previous life, he wasn't a man lacking in masculinity, so at first, I couldn't understand it at all. "I could have satisfied him normally too..." But after he died, as I cleared the 200GB of erotic games on his computer from his belongings one by one, I gradually came to understand his deep sexual preferences. So... what excited Karn was the defilement of his most precious and cherished possession. The female protagonist succumbing helplessly to vile, disgusting base desires and falling into utter depravity. That's the kind of story he was immersed in.
The more noble and unbreakable the woman was as the target. And the more vulgarly she was broken down, the deeper the pleasure he'd feel. Because I love Karn, I can match his tastes as much as needed. So, Karn, look at me.
I spotted the group led by the Third Prince Descart von Rugria up ahead. I quietly tailed them. The cathedral again. The direction of the Saintess. I matched my heels' clicking until the sound reached their ears—click-clack, click-clack. Until they noticed.
Soon, they stopped. Thinking about what I was about to do made my face burn like it would explode. But Karn would surely be pleased, so it was fine. If things went well, I'd win the bet too, and if Karn proposed to me, that would be perfect.
The silver-haired student turned her head. Upon seeing me, she openly grimaced in annoyance, like "You again?" That sticky expression was utterly infuriating.
I stopped walking. "P-Please... just grant me a moment alone with Your Highness. I beg you."
"Just once is enough," Descart chuckled dismissively. "What an amusing request. Fine. I was getting bored anyway. This will be the last time I indulge Lady Bloomhart's whims."
He dismissed his followers. Then he led me into an empty private room inside the academy building. The door closed, and heavy silence descended. I approached Descart. I bowed my head in greeting. Then, mimicking the fleeting, pitiful flower of the Knight Faculty, I spat out a violent confession.
"My feelings for Your Highness grow uncontrollably stronger with each passing day."
"I know full well there's no place for me in Your Highness's heart."
I let out a heated breath. The rose scent I deliberately exuded sliced through the air.
"Whether as a concubine... or a mere flesh toilet for Your Highness's nighttime lusts."
"Please keep me by your side. I want to spend this precious youth with Descart von Rugria...♥"
No sooner had the words left my mouth than I flung off my clothes. The dress pooled on the floor, leaving me stark naked in an instant. My naked body, meant only for Karn, was exposed to this loathsome man. By my own hand.
The massive, gravity-heavy breasts threatening to spill, the thick, erect nipples standing firm, and the bulging, bean-paste-jar hips were obscenely revealed. It was the act of a whore—no, viler than a whore. A whore at least gets paid; I'm offering my bare body without any material reward promised.
Without hesitation, I knelt and prostrated myself naked on the carpet. The plea of a bitch in heat, devoid of even a shred of shame.
Descart's gaze stabbed down onto the crown of my head. For a moment, not even breathing could be heard. Only the sensation of my heavy breasts crushed against the carpet and my nipples rubbing vividly registered.
"Ha." A hollow laugh.
The fake smile was gone, replaced by cold, icy contempt etched on his face. He slowly rose from his seat. With his shoe, he nudged my chin up, speaking in a chilling voice.
"The top of the Knight Faculty. Rozalia von Bloomhart. I've already investigated you thoroughly."
Rozalia's shoulders trembled faintly.
"Your family never ceases to amaze. Another monstrous lady has appeared in the Knight Faculty. They say the Bloomharts are rewriting the empire's swordsmanship history? Professors rave that you're a genius incomparable even to your brother Kirian."
Descart scoffed.
"What on earth is your game? There's no reason to crawl in here naked like this."
He pressed down harder with his toe, crushing my head.
"Besides. You have a boyfriend, don't you? That baron's son you're always glued to."
"Lowborn scum desperate to become nobles. Rats ignorant of their place, filling their shallow vanity with money. As if that base blood could ever make them true nobles. Right?"
The person I love most. My everything. He was being treated like a rat right before my eyes. With a flick of my finger, I could kill this man. I wanted to slaughter Descart right then, but Rozalia bit her lip hard and squeezed her eyes shut.
Karn will be pleased... What Karn wants is me falling into depravity like this.
She forced the corners of her mouth up, flashing a humiliated smile.
"Y-Yes, you're right... I'm just friends with the Mercier baron's son. My head is filled only with Your Highness..."
Rozalia bowed her head deeper. Descart ground her head under his foot mercilessly. Her face slammed into the carpet from the ruthless motion.
"Vulgar bitch... Good attitude."
Descart muttered as his eyes greedily scanned her flesh.
"Yeah. A baron's son isn't fit for romance anyway."
He didn't hide his bone-deep classist arrogance. "A sow-like vulgar body too precious for commoners. Perfect for turning into a whore."
He smiled brightly. Dazzling like a fairy-tale prince, cruel like a devil.
"I'll play with you until I'm bored. Rozalia von Bloomhart."
Blue eyes. Clear contempt. And sticky conquest lust. His shallow narcissism, once fixed on the Saintess, was now hooked on my naked body's cheap allure.
He roughly unbuckled his pants. From the gap in his underwear sprang a grotesquely veined, massive, heavy cock. Annoyingly handsome, and his dick was huge too.
"Hehuk... gulp♡."
This is the cock dangling from a man other than Karn.. Ugh. Fishy, musty smell. Karn's was all cool and lovable. His Highness Descart's tool was utterly hideous and grotesque. Repulsive.
Now it hit me. Ah. I'm really betraying him. A cock other than Karn's, on my lips.
Entranced, I parted my mouth. Like the whores in Karn's beloved ero-games, I stuck out my tongue long and latched on, licking up from the glistening glans.
"Chuuup... chururup... jjuuk...♡"
The fishy, musky cock stench filled my mouth. I pursed my lips, pushing them out. My cheeks hollowed. Only my philtrum and lips protruded lewdly. My face must look ridiculously obscene right now. Shame burned my cheeks.
"Kukuku... puhahaha! Good. A bitch lower than me should be like this." Descart sneered. "That lovely face pretending to be refined is all ruined. You like this noble cock that much?"
"Chubobob... hee... churururup... chuwaaap...♡" I rolled the cockhead with my tongue, acting coquettish. "Chuup... nyah, Your Highnth's cockth... chuuup♡ Tho delithouth...♡"
Descart grabbed my hair. Without a shred of mercy, he rammed his cockhead deep into my throat.
"Uguuk, kek...! Jubobob...!"
Drool spilled. As the massive cock shoved into my throat's mucosa, rational thought flew away entirely. I only imagined Karn's gaze.
The blind delusion that somewhere, Karn was watching this nauseating vulgar act and getting excited. That single thought had my pussy already gushing sticky love juices.
"Guwek... chururup, khek...! Juboooob...!"
My head shook roughly back and forth. Tears welled up. The precursor to fishy semen crept up my nostrils. Breath choked off. I felt like I'd suffocate, used as a mouth-pussy.
"Haa, enough. Your mouth's usable."
My hair was released. From the extracted, glistening cock tip stretched a string of saliva. Prostrated on the carpet, I panted raggedly. Sticky drool and Descart's precum dribbled from my mouth.
"Y-Your Highnth...♡ Ith thith enough to become your... empweth...?"
"You? Puhaha."
Descart scoffed. "The funniest joke I've heard yet."
He stroked his still-erect cock, looking down.
"Turn around and spread your legs."
The command came. I flipped over immediately. Like a bitch fully submitting to her master. My back hit the carpet. I pulled my knees up to my chest. Between my wide-spread thighs, my already juice-spewing, glistening labia majora and minora were obscenely exposed.
A 24/7 perpetually aroused, super-perverted bitch sow. Karn, this is the me you wanted, right?
Descart positioned himself between my legs. The huge glans touched my pussy slit.
"Hik... heeek♡"
He rubbed once over the slick, wet mucosa, then mercilessly thrust in with his full weight.
-Zhiiguuuk-!
"Aaah...! Ugh, heeeook...!♡"
My vulgarly stretched vaginal walls swallowed the heavy rod. Breath caught. Unlike Karn's, it was brutishly huge and savage. The slightly curved tip scraped relentlessly at my weak spot on the vaginal wall. Flesh meshed tightly, my pussy hole expanding to tearing. My womb felt like it dropped entirely.
"Ugh... so warm and tight. Ugh, way better than expected. Feels good. Maybe because you're the border count's pampered daughter—tastier than thought."
"Ahng, haaang, ah... huaang...!♡ Ah, aaang...!"
Descart began thrusting his hips. -Pak! Pak! Pak! -Zhiik. Zhiik. The dull crashing of pelvises echoed in the private room. Each beastly snap made his glans kiss my cervix tightly.
"Heuuk!? Ooht, ook...♡ Ohok...! Your Highneth, aaah...♡"
Womb-punching barrage. My vision flickered from the violent cock-stirring ravaging my guts. My vaginal walls clung stickily to Descart's cock. Shame had vanished long ago. Only taboo thrill and pleasure dominated my nerves.
"Way stickier than other ladies. I'll turn you into my full-time flesh slave."
"Aaang...!♡ More, hiiit-!? Ook, ugh...♡ Thrust deeeeper...♡"
My breasts jiggled. Unguarded nipples sliced the air. In mating press, crushed tight, I offered my womb door wide open. I thought of Karn. Him getting hard watching my vulgar state.
"Crazy, oooook...!!♡ Breaking... hooht, heukoooook-!? Cumming... aaaah...!!♡"
My vaginal walls convulsed. Transparent pussy juice squirted like a fountain. Hot fluid gushed over Descart's thighs and my navel. Drooling spit and juices, I melted into Descart's living onahole.
Tongue lolling out obscenely.
"Hwaaang... make me empweth...♡"
I'll definitely hear Karn's proposal♥.
"Take it, you vulgar bitch!"
"Hiiik-!? Oht, oooook...!!♡"
Hot, thick semen erupted deep inside my cervix. He creampied irresponsibly, bloating my belly. My waist arched dizzily. Toes curled. Milky fluid leaked from my pussy slit, trickling down my thighs.
Descart hadn't pulled out yet. Instead, he pressed down on my chest, gazing at my panting face.
"Empress?"
"Haa... haa... nyah... Your Highnth...♡"
He tapped my cheek. Mocking touch.
"If you serve as my exclusive cockhouse until academy ends, I'll give you a doghouse in the palace."
"Heeung...♡ Goood...♡"
Karn. Did I do well? Propose to me soon. With my womb full of semen, I grinned foolishly.