Chapter 168: With the Married Woman Tied Up[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 168: With the Married Woman Tied Up[R-18]
“It suits you better than I thought.”
“......I’m just tied up. What part of this is supposed to suit me?”
Priscilla, her hands bound above her.
She glared at me defiantly.
She was probably trying to be intimidating.
But to me, that upward glance was an incredible turn-on.
‘Damn, she has an even more amazing body from this angle.’
Her body, damp with sweat from the tension.
Her arms raised, starkly revealing her armpits.
And above all, those beautifully shaped tits, each one far larger than her face.
Truly, a body optimized for sex.
Her figure was so lewd I couldn’t get soft just by looking at her.
The way her large breasts sagged slightly under the pull of gravity was the best part.
As expected, the shape of large breasts is in a league of its own.
‘It wouldn’t be polite to just stand here and look.’
I reached out and grabbed Priscilla’s large breast.
-Squish
“Hngh!”
The texture was fantastic from the first touch.
Priscilla, too, felt it in her chest and let out a small gasp of pleasure.
Satisfied with her reaction, I kneaded her breast.
‘This feeling is insane. I could enjoy myself all day just touching this.’
The unique texture of a breast, filling my hand.
It felt so firm it might push my hand away, but once I touched it, its softness actually enveloped my hand warmly.
A soft mound of flesh that changed shape to fit my hand.
And to top it off, a woman like Priscilla was helplessly offering up her breast, unable to resist at all.
The sense of conquest I felt from that made her breasts feel even more alluring.
‘I was right to tie her up.’
Even though I could reach out and touch her breasts whenever I wanted, it wouldn’t have felt like this if she weren’t tied up.
“As I thought, your body is amazing, Priscilla. You have just the right amount of flesh, which makes you fun to touch.”
“......Are you trying to say this old lady has gotten fat?”
“Of course not. Who in their right mind would call you an old lady?”
I’d said it a million times, but it was impossible to think of Priscilla as a woman with three children.
Her looks and her skin didn’t lose out even when compared to Lorein and Ryuz.
Not to mention her voluptuous body with its perfect curves.
It would be more believable to call her their older sister.
“For me, the fact that you’re a mother makes it even more exciting. But if you told others, they’d just think you were bragging.”
“......You really are a hopeless pervert.”
Even though she was already panting from having her breast touched, Priscilla resisted me with all her might.
Well, since she was tied up, it was actually quite cute.
Personally, I like her type.
‘They’re fun to tease and train.’
Especially when a strong woman like this is honest with her body, contrary to her words.
And the moment she can’t overcome the pleasure and finally submits is thrilling.
Of course, that moment will be the very last stage of her training.
For now, it’s time to torment this defiant woman and her audacious body.
“Are the ropes hurting you?”
“......If you’re so worried, why don’t you untie me?”
“Haha, I can’t do that. It was actually pretty hard work tying you up. It’s my first time with ropes, you see.”
To be precise, I never needed to.
There were plenty of other methods, like binding magic or handcuffs.
This time, I deliberately used ropes.
When would a Lord's wife ever have the chance to be tied up with ropes?
This was a good opportunity to try it out.
“......”
As expected, Priscilla seemed bothered by her immobilized wrists.
She kept twitching her arms and wiggling her fingers.
Meaningless gestures.
It was no use; the ropes didn’t even budge.
They weren’t something a woman who couldn’t even properly sense magical energy could do anything about.
“It’s useless to resist. I tied them tightly so they won’t come loose.”
“......Why bother tying me up? Because of our promise, I can’t resist you anyway.”
“That’s true. Until now, you’ve forced yourself to endure it, no matter how much you hated it or how painful it was.”
“Then why......”
“Because I don’t think your willpower alone will be enough today.”
For a moment, Priscilla’s mouth snapped shut.
Soon, a cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
Her body was already at its limit just from the foreplay and training so far.
How many times had her reason been paralyzed, causing her to moan and cum for a man young enough to be her son?
And now, something even more intense than that.
For Priscilla, just hearing those words must have been nerve-wracking.
‘Plus, she’s tied up, so she can’t even run away.’
Her bound wrists added a sense of reality and persuasiveness to my words.
Of course, the result would be the same even if she weren’t tied up.
But the psychological impact was completely different.
The helplessness of being touched while bound and unable to move.
The more that happens, the more pleasure, submission, and obedience spread throughout her body.
Today, I planned to make Priscilla feel that sensation completely.
“What’s wrong? Scared already? After you were so provocative earlier?”
“I-I’m not scared. I just hate this.”
Priscilla turned her head slightly, avoiding my gaze.
Finding that cute, I gently caressed her cheek.
I wonder how long this defiant attitude will last.
Once the training begins in earnest, she’ll be begging and clinging to me in no time.
“Oh, right. We’ll be using this, too.”
“Hm?”
What I took out was a black blindfold.
Priscilla eyed it with suspicion.
“You’re going to cover my eyes?”
“Yes, that’s right. It’ll be more exciting that way, don’t you think?”
As I went to put the blindfold on her, I slipped behind Priscilla.
Then, I whispered in her ear.
“Being suddenly stimulated while you’re blindfolded and can’t see anything feels amazing, you know.”
“......”
“Of course, it’s just as tormenting. Because you can’t prepare for where you’ll be touched.”
“...Is it okay to tell me that beforehand? Isn’t that the method you prepared to make me submit?”
“Hmm, let’s see. It probably won’t matter.”
I lightly traced a finger down her back.
“Hyaak!”
For a moment, Priscilla couldn’t handle the sensation and let out a cute moan.
A natural reaction to the sudden stimulus.
Her body was so sensitive that the feeling spread directly through her.
Her pretty face flushed red.
“See?”
“You, you just......”
“It’s already too late. Even if you try to prepare yourself mentally, you’ll just become more sensitive by focusing on what I said.”
“......”
“It’s useless to deny it or try not to think about it. In fact, the more you do, the more sensitive your body will become.”
“Gh...”
“Of course, now that I’ve said it, you’ll be even more conscious of it.”
Our bodies are strange. The more you try not to think about something, the more you focus on it.
She was already going to be more tense with the blindfold on.
Priscilla’s body would steadily heighten its sensitivity as it anticipated the stimulation to come.
‘Well, the more conscious she is, the more stamina she’ll burn. Later on, she’ll be too exhausted to resist at all.’
It was something I learned from experience while training the sisters.
But I didn’t tell Priscilla that.
Unlike what I said before, this was more effective when she didn’t know.
“Now, I’ll cover your eyes.”
I finished my explanation and put the blindfold on Priscilla.
Priscilla with her shining blue eyes was beautiful, of course.
But bound and blindfolded, she had a different kind of allure.
‘Hmm, tying someone up and blindfolding them really is the best.’
I took a moment to admire Priscilla again in that state.
Was it because of what I’d said earlier? Or maybe because she couldn’t see and it had suddenly gone quiet?
Priscilla kept twitching her tantalizing body.
‘Damn, she’s so fucking hot. It’s like she’s begging to be fucked.’
I lightly poked her armpit with my finger.
“Hik!”
She flinched, her body trembling violently.
Though, since she was tied up, the movement itself was small.
Still, for a reaction to a single poke in the armpit, it was extremely sensitive.
Proof that her reaction was amplified despite the tiny stimulus.
The sensation Priscilla felt was probably anything but small.
‘Her body is definitely warmed up now.’
Blindfolded, she couldn’t know when or what kind of stimulation would come.
That made the pleasure she felt even stronger.
She had no choice but to tense her entire body, which would drain her strength that much faster.
‘Then I should take my time tormenting her today.’
I was already fully intending to train her, but seeing such a cute reaction made the sadism inside me creep out even more.
“How about it? Can you feel your body getting more sensitive?”
“Sh-shut up...”
“It would be better for you to be a little more obedient today. You never know where I might torment you.”
Priscilla bit her lip.
I playfully circled around her, deliberately making my presence known so she could feel it.
“Where should I touch you? Your breasts? Your pussy? Or your armpits again, like before? Lorein was sensitive on her waist, too.”
I could feel her tensing up in each area as I mentioned it.
When I mentioned her thighs, she couldn’t hide it and even squeezed them tightly.
Priscilla probably already knew what I was aiming for.
But that didn’t change anything.
It had nothing to do with her own will.
Reacting to and being conscious of pleasure is a natural bodily response.
In fact, the more you know pleasure, the more the tension and anxiety are amplified.
“.....You really do have a twisted sense of humor.”
“Let’s just say it’s because your body is so damn hot. Ah, since we’re at it, should we try using some tools?”
I deliberately made clattering sounds, picking up and putting down tools repeatedly.
Each time, Priscilla’s body twitched.
Wondering what on earth I would use to torment her, she must have been unable to stand the suspense.
‘After all, Priscilla saw what kind of tools there were earlier.’
The SM tools I prepared were varied.
A brush, a whip, even a massager.
I didn’t know if I’d actually use them, but I brought them out for now, at least to serve as a threat.
As I was rummaging through them, my hand finally settled on one.
‘Still, for the first time, this is the one.’
What I chose was a long feather.
I planned to use this to torment every nook and cranny of Priscilla’s body.
Until she begged for an orgasm with pathetic moans.