Pussy Mare Reina VS Pussy Entertainer Hero — Preview
And so five days passed.
While the Hero was being broken down by drugs and brainwashing, things on this side had been changing just as drastically.
With Reina's pussy-cart speed, they could have arrived much sooner — yet it had taken a full five days before the streets of Tripoli finally came into view. The reason, of course, was the two bandits' relentless, convulsing pussy sex.
"Fmuoooooh~! Phuaaaah~! Hmot~! Hmuhhooooaaah~!! Hoohoooooooooook~!!!"
"Good work~."
"Man, I thought we'd get there faster, but forcing her to stay up all night really was a bad call~!"
The desperate pussy-endurance race that had begun that first day and continued right up to today had thoroughly gnawed away at Reina's mind. They denied her sleep, made her pull the cart with her pussy and anus, gave her only the bare minimum of water in the form of her own piss, and hadn't fed her a single meal up through today. That she had managed to run for five whole days in this state was nothing short of a miracle.
"Phoooh, uh, haaaaah~! Uhhuuuuaah~! Haaaaaaaah~! Hah~!"
In a final sprint, Reina hauled the pussy-cart between the wheat fields, screaming at the top of her lungs. Before setting out, the bandits had apparently stocked up properly on tools for tormenting her — the horse mask clamped over her face bulged absurdly on both sides to accommodate her horns, giving her a ridiculous, stupid look. An already comical spectacle of a naked woman dragging a cart with her pussy was made even more grotesque by the horse mask and the whip welts covering her ass and back; not a single passerby dared approach.
"Look at everyone murmuring. They must think we're slave traders."
"Can't blame them. Looking like this, nobody's gonna come near."
Looking suspicious normally made it hard to enter a territory. But they stood out so much that even the gatekeepers manning the walls bought their absurd lie — "We're slave traders here to sell a slave, what's the problem?" — and casually opened the main gate. The kingdom did employ criminal slaves, but slave traders this extreme were unheard of, so the townsfolk deliberately averted their eyes and cleared the main road. At last Reina could pull the pussy-cart along properly paved streets, heading comfortably toward the mansion.
"Pho~♡ Phoheaaah~♡ Phuh~♡ Phuaaung~♡"
At the thought of finally getting to rest, the perverted mare Reina clip-clopped along at a brisk pace. Her steps were so light it almost seemed she had grown used to this life after five days. She had become thoroughly skilled at slowing the cart or turning it by the pull on her erect nipples, making no mistakes inside the city and passing every checkpoint without incident all the way to the mansion.
Once they arrived, they waited briefly at the entrance until a black-clad maid appeared. She was a beauty with black hair and black eyes as if painted from a picture, yet she was also sweating and looking flustered at the news that someone had driven up in such a degenerate cart. Fortunately that expression soon settled into her usual impassive face, restoring her quiet atmosphere. She glanced at Reina's trained state with some interest, but even in this situation she lifted her skirt hem and bowed politely without any real panic — as expected of a head maid.
"Welcome. Members of the Pighead Bandits. Is it the drug deal again this year?"
"Oh, the head maid… uh… the dark elf, right~!"
"My name is Noa. I saw you last year, but this is our first meeting this year."
"Haha, sorry sorry~! You're a beauty, but we don't see you often enough to remember the name~!"
"Go easy on us~! You wouldn't bother remembering the names of small fry like us either, right~?"
"That may be a rather excessive prejudice… Well, since I genuinely don't remember them, let's call it even. Lord Alex sent a letter last week saying he would be coming for a deal soon, so we have been waiting. As for the transaction volume, we prepared everything exactly as written in the letter, and he told us not to ask the subordinates any questions."
"That's our boss for you~! Fast worker, no kidding~!"
"We're bad at math! Hahaha!"
They laughed it off so cheerfully that it couldn't possibly have been a boast, so Noa simply lowered her skirt hem and accepted it without further comment. Judging by the way they talked, they were clearly not some other bandit gang. She pushed open the great front gate to clear a path for the cart, and Reina — without anyone ordering her — quietly moved her legs and guided the pussy-cart that way. Even with an eye mask under the horse mask so she truly couldn't see a thing, she led it with practiced skill, every inch the well-trained pussy mare of the past five days.
"Huuungmuuuh~♡ Huuungung~♡ Uhhung♡ Uhuuung~♡"
Clip-clop♡ Clip-clop♡
Can I rest soon? Can I drink water soon? Can I eat soon? Reina walked happily, lost in those thoughts. She regulated her pace by the strength of the nipple-pull from behind, so her steps matched perfectly with Noa's quiet footsteps walking right beside her. Noa kept her expression as blank as possible, but interest in Reina was unavoidable; halfway across the courtyard she finally spoke.
"I was told the Pighead Bandits do not deal in slaves, yet for all that, you have quite a high-quality one. Pulling a cart with her pussy means her vaginal condition must be excellent, and stamina like this means her level is high as well. And yet she offers no resistance — she even hums as if she wants this. It is the sort of attitude we would want a certain someone we keep to emulate."
"Haha, Reina-re~! You're getting praised~!"
"Yeah, we don't have any other junior as good as our Reina-re. You're happy getting complimented, right?"
"Huumuuuuung♡ Muhut♡ Muhung♡ Muhuuung♡ Muhuhuhuhung~♡"
She shouldn't have had the stamina left to laugh and chatter, yet she clacked her feet and showed her joy. A woman who got happy at being praised for pulling a pussy-cart well — truly a shameless bitch with no sense of humiliation. The bandits thought it would have been nice if the Hero had inherited this kind of broken mind, and were just showing a little regret when a certain word caught their ears.
"…Junior?"
"Ah, this one's not a slave — she's a new recruit who joined our bandit gang. As you can see, she's a sex maniac."
"She wanted this herself, you know?"
"Heeh… No matter how wide the world is, to think there would be a woman who asks for this kind of treatment of her own free will…… As far as I know, the distance between here and Orbie is considerable. Do you intend to travel back the same way?"
"Nah~? She's about at her limit, so we were planning to borrow a normal carriage for the return trip… Why?"
"You won't be heading back immediately after the deal, will you?"
"We came all this way, so we figured we'd rest at least a day. The boss said he has a lot to do and that taking a little over two weeks round-trip was fine… Looking at how he talks, three weeks might even be okay?"
"Is that so. In that case, we shall arrange a carriage for your return."
"Really?"
"Pretty and generous, huh."
"Flattery aside… However… there is something I would like to ask of you in return."
"……Aaan? A favor?"
They had been thinking she was a nice woman for offering to arrange a carriage, only to frown the moment she immediately proposed something in exchange. Worried she might make some outrageous demand, they pouted — and Noa, still walking companionably beside the pussy-cart, raised her index finger with a soft tap.
"There is no need to look so irritated. Since you will be staying in the city anyway, I merely wished to invite you to lodge at our mansion. Lord Alex and the current family head, Lord Ozel, have a long-standing business relationship; it would be shameful for us to treat his subordinates poorly."
"That's not a favor. We're the ones who should be thanking you."
"Which brings me to…"
"What? Spit it out."
"So there was another favor after all?"
"No? It is a proposal related to the mare over there. I apologize in advance for digressing. I hope you will hear me out."
She bowed her head, and the two bandits looked at each other before giving an OK with a chin-jerk.
"Thank you. This concerns a certain female jester our family keeps."
"A jester?"
"Yes. Recently we acquired a jester skilled in rather lewd tricks and began keeping her in the household. However, despite her well-honed talents, she recently committed a grave rudeness toward the young master, and Lord Ozel has been furious… No, that phrasing is odd. Please do not misunderstand — he is not still angry. He was furious at first, but just yesterday she managed to earn forgiveness by performing her specialty act. Lord Ozel has a tendency to cheer up quickly, so placating him was not difficult, and it made for a very pleasant happy ending."
"……So?"
The bandits furrowed their brows, wondering what any of this had to do with the mare Reina.
"Now we come to the main point. The jester's tricks did win Lord Ozel's favor, but there is no telling how long that will last. Shall we say there is a somewhat precarious element to it? Just as I was thinking it would be ideal to give our jester a rival so her skills could grow, this mare caught my eye. …What do you say? She looks like she would put on quite a disgraceful show. Would you let her play together with our jester?"
"Aaaah…"
"So that's what this was about~."
The explanation had been hard to follow, but the moment the word "disgraceful" — Reina's specialty and practically the word that defined her — came up, both of them understood at once.
"When you said 'jester' I didn't get it, but the fact that you specifically pointed out Reina-re means that side's a jester of the same type, right? The kind of bitch who coos and dances and does stupid shit in front of men."
"She has not fallen quite this far, but her outward appearance may be even more extreme than this woman's."
"Oh… now I'm curious~! We thought we'd been pretty rough with Reina-re, but worse than that? What kind of jester are nobles keeping? And if she looks worse than Reina-re……"
"She can put on a worse show than this?"
"Fufu… That mare you call Reina-re seems to be a natural-born slut, but ours is handmade. I suspect that is where the difference lies."
"Hooooh!!"
"What do you say? Dining with Lord Ozel while watching two perverts put on a disgraceful show sounds thoroughly enjoyable. You could even bet on which pussy entertainer is funnier."
"Hehe, we don't mind, but…"
"What about you, Reina-re?"
They gave her a light kick in the ass with a foot as they asked, and she stopped pulling the cart at once, spread her crotch into an O, and began a perverted disgraceful dance, twitching her pussy seeluk-seeluk♡ seeluk-seeluk♡. She clearly had no stamina left, yet she was excited — heated up by the conversation she had just overheard.
"Muhoooooong~♡ Unghot♡ Uhooot♡ Uhouuuung~♡ Unghuuuuup~♡"
"Got it! You want to prove you're the biggest pervert in this country, right?!"
"Muuung~♡ Muhuhuhuhuhung~♡"
"All right~! Reina-re's motivated, so we'll take that bet!"
"Is that so. That is fortunate. Then I shall show you inside; please allow the maids to guide you to greet the family head and then rest. I will wash this mare and put her in the stables. We shall enjoy the wager over dinner, so until then she can simply be tied up and left alone indoors."
"—Muhuuuuung?!"
"I see. How should we restrain her?"
"From what we've heard, the head maid trained that jester, right? So what do you think?"
"Me? When I train someone, I prefer to torment them thoroughly. I am of the opinion that restraints look better left on whenever possible, so I recommend keeping her bound as she is."
"Mu, mumut, munguuuuuuuuuuung!!! Muuuuuuuuuuuuuung!!!!!"
"Then let's do that? Hahaha~! Rest well in the stables~!"
"Hahahahahaha~! See you at dinner~!"
"—Muhuuuuuuuuuuuuuuung!!!! Muhuuungung!!! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuung!!!!!"
In an instant they shattered Reina's hope that she would finally be unbound and allowed to rest. The two men went inside under the guidance of other maids. Reina alone, however, expelled the punch vibrator that had been shoved into her anus and then returned to her pussy, and was dragged by her nipple reins straight into the stables.
"Looking like this, if we simply leave her alone she might end up having sex with the stallions. Hmm. Since you must participate in the wager tonight, please endure with your pussy. Around the time you leave, I will introduce you to a sturdy stallion — until then."
"Mu, muut~?!"
"Do not be surprised. I know perfectly well how to handle a pervert like you. I will keep my promise, so if you exhaust yourself having sex with the stallions and fail to receive an invitation to the evening gathering……"
"Muuuung… ut… uung… uuuuuuung………"
"What a good mare. Then wait until evening. A stable hand in charge of this place will be along shortly; he will wash your body."
"Muuung………"
Noa was the head maid who had served in Tripoli for centuries. She was thoroughly informed about the world and knew the faces of the Hero's party — yet because Reina was wearing a horse mask, she failed to recognize her and walked away. Had she seen Reina's face at that moment and realized she had been a member of the Hero's party, she would never have arranged such a disgraceful battle…
Not even a month had passed since parting from the Hero, yet the reunion came quickly.
The Hero was a pussy jester.
Her comrade Reina was a pussy mare.
And so the once-in-a-lifetime idiot match to decide which of them was the funnier pussy bitch was finally set.