Thoroughly Schooled by the Lord (2)
“What? Undress him...?”
Helia looked just as flustered by the sudden command. Yet Renes didn't retract her words.
“Oh, come on, my dear Helia. Are you defying my order?”
“N-no, milady. But...”
Helia's face stiffened as she turned to me, sweat beading on her brow. I could read the hesitation and guilt in her eyes, but Renes pressed on mercilessly.
“A knight should obey her lord without question, right?”
Her voice remained polite as before, but an authoritative edge crept in.
“...My apologies. I'll do it.”
Reluctantly submitting, Helia apologized to me and began unfastening my pants. A reflexive urge to resist surged through me, but I suppressed it, watching her hands work. Resisting here would only get both of us in trouble...
With a rustle, my pants came off completely, revealing my cock. Helia squeezed her eyes shut and recoiled hastily.
“S-sorry!”
Her voice rose unnaturally high, as if she'd glimpsed something forbidden. It was a fresh reaction compared to the lust-crazed women I'd known, but I couldn't dwell on it—not with the instigator's response demanding attention.
“Wow~ I thought he looked appealing enough on the outside, but this inside prize exceeds expectations. No wonder that guard went nuts over him~”
Renes clapped in admiration, voicing her delight openly. Then she rose from her throne and strode toward me purposefully. Stopping right in front of me, she said,
“Sit.”
“...Pardon?”
“I hate repeating myself, but since it's your first time, I'll let it slide.”
She flashed a bright smile, laced with unmistakable authority.
“One more time. Sit. Right now.”
Under that coercive pressure, I grudgingly knelt as ordered. Even the dutiful soldiers and respectful Helia wouldn't dare challenge her. A nobody like me, with no wealth or backing, stood no chance. With that cold calculation, I sat obediently. She slipped off one shoe and prodded my cock with her bare foot.
“Heh, now I get it firsthand. Any average woman would probably drop dead the moment this goes in.”
“W-what are you...”
“Shh. Stay still. I want to savor your cock right now.”
She stroked it gently with her toes—slow, teasing glides. My cock responded, hardening and rising tall. It was only natural with a beauty like her bare legs tending to me.
“Haa, it's overflowing with power~ I bet it'd burst a belly wide open... How many women have you been with, anyway?”
“Th-three.”
“Wow~ Only three with equipment like this? Even if chastity matters for men, weren't you too reserved with your own body?”
“Ugh...”
A chill crept up my spine, the urge to cum building relentlessly in my groin. It felt alien to my limited experience—illogical, even. Just surface friction from her foot, no penetration or tightness, yet the stimulation was intense.
“At least your reactions are honest. Looks like you've got some pent-up desire after all.”
Amused by my plight, a playful smirk tugged at her lips as she tossed me a question.
“How's it feel? Good?”
“Y-yeah. Feels good.”
“No need to hold back~ It's natural to react when a woman strokes you like this.”
Natural to react to a footjob? In my old world, this would be a powerful man toying with a woman's pussy—immoral, inhuman. How could anyone casually indulge in such depravity?
Splat, splurt!
But my body betrayed me. Unable to contain it, thick ropes of cum erupted from my cock.
“Hehe, you came after all~”
As if she'd anticipated it, she smiled and turned her semen-smeared foot toward Helia.
“Helia, clean it up nicely, will you?”
“Y-yes, milady...”
Blushing furiously, Helia approached with a towel in hand—but it never touched Renes's foot.
“With your mouth.”
“P-pardon?”
Her dazed echo matched my own confusion at the command.
“Oh? Too dirty for your tongue?”
Renes didn't back down, thrusting her cum-drenched foot forward defiantly.
“Wiping this away would be rude to the man you brought, don't you think?”
“...”
Helia glanced at me silently, her eyes swirling with complex emotions. But she didn't refuse.
“Understood.”
Kneeling reluctantly, she began licking Renes's foot. Her motions were awkward and hesitant, yet she persisted without pause.
“Mm, haa...”
Hot breaths escaped as her tongue roamed the foot. When she pulled back briefly, a thick white strand stretched between her tongue and the sole.
“Haa, haa...”
She swallowed the fluid bit by bit amid ragged breaths. Was it guilt toward me in her eyes? The thrill of taboo? Humiliation at submitting to her lord? Or a tangle of all those feelings?
“Mmph, slurp... ♥”
Watching her continue despite it all stirred my cock anew, fresh from its release. The woman who'd aroused me was now sucking fluid from my body. Worse—or better—the woman I'd set my sights on was submitting to another, igniting a cruel, thrilling excitement.
“Hehe, nice and clean now.”
As my mind churned in turmoil, Renes praised the finished Helia and turned to me.
“Well, that wraps up your little 'education.' You get it now, right? Who I am, and your place.”
Education. She called this perverse display that. A lesson in her power—and how even humiliation at her hands left me powerless to resist.
“Yes, you've realized it. Defying me in this city is never wise.”
Especially with my criminal label; she could do anything to me without repercussions. Grasping my dire straits, I steadied my nerves. Then Renes snapped her fingers toward the entrance.
Snap!
“Education's over. Time for business. Take this man away.”
Armored soldiers entered at her call, hooded my face with cloth, and dragged me roughly off.
“Wait—where are you taking me? Explain something! Helia! Helia!!”
Terror gripped me as I cried her name desperately, but the soldiers hauled me away wordlessly. The hood came off only after a long while.
“Wh-where is this...?”
“The armory.”
Swords, axes, blunt weapons lined the walls—alien to a modern guy like me. The soldier who'd brought me explained.
“From now on, you'll fight as a gladiator in the arena.”
“Arena... gladiator?”
“Simply put, you'll battle opponents handpicked by Lady Renes, in front of the crowds.”
Hand-to-hand combat? So they were recruiting for some wrestling spectacle... Wait—this world's gender roles were reversed.
“The arena's one of the city's top entertainments. Usually strong female warriors clash, but someone suggested putting a man on stage for variety.”
“Can't just throw any man into that meat grinder. Needed someone who wouldn't cause backlash even if roughed up—and you showed up just in time for today's match.”
So... like pitting a criminal woman against pro fighters in UFC? Human rights alarms blared in my head, but after submitting to Renes, refusing wasn't an option. I could only hope the opponent was manageable.
“...Am I fighting a bear or something?”
“No idea what you'll face. But whatever it is, you might pull through with smarts.”
“Though it'll be tough for a man, heh.”
The soldiers smirked slyly for some reason. Uneasy, but survival demanded focus. Whatever came, I'd deal with it.
“Alright...”
Resolved, I gripped a fitting club and followed them to the arena. Through corridors, into sunlight...
Rooooar!!
The deafening cheers from the vast circular arena overwhelmed me, drawing my gaze to the packed stands and roaring crowds.
“Ladies and gentlemen!! We've kept you waiting! Let the special match, handcrafted by Lady Renes herself, begin!!!”
Damn that woman. Threw me in here fully prepped.