Chapter 29
Chapter 29
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: The Elf Who Wants to Be Sold Off
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Thankfully.
“If your behavior could be corrected through forgiveness, I would have done so as well. But what are you now? Despite all my consideration, you keep making mistakes, don't you?”
“Th-that's...”
“Marhan. Put this one on the wooden horse and secure her arms to the ceiling.”
No way, is he really going to do it? Marhan blinked at me as if asking for confirmation, then remembered that I was acting as regent and dragged the elf toward the wooden horse.
“Sit.”
At Marhan's command, the elf sat on the triangular wooden horse, sniffling. She must have felt some strange stimulation in the process, because her body twitched and she let out a lewd moan.
Marhan, however, showed no interest in the woman's body at all. He grabbed both of her arms. He pulled them upward and skillfully bound her wrists with rope before stepping back.
Thanks to that, I felt a bit awkward. With her arms fixed to the rope, her clothes had slipped upward, and since the garment was so short to begin with, her privates were now subtly exposed.
“Hah, there's a weird feeling down there...”
The sight of her pale pink privates rubbing against the back of the wooden horse was more erotic than I'd imagined.
On top of that, with her arms raised overhead, the graceful curves of her breasts were emphasized more than expected.
Even looking at it again, it was a sensual figure. Even I, who had kept my distance from women, might have harbored wicked thoughts if I hadn't known the elf's true intentions. That's right, if I hadn't known her true intentions.
“How is it? To your liking?”
I murmured with a vile smile.
I was maintaining the most arrogant demeanor possible, but inside, my heart was burning like a fuse. If the elf didn't like this humiliation, I'd be in a position where my life was at risk.
—In the worst case, the elf might take Sir Theorad and leave for the Great Forest.
Even if my life wasn't directly threatened, as Esili had said at the ball, I might be dragged to the Great Forest and live out my days as the elf's plaything.
So each moment of this punishment was a crucial turning point for me. Would the elf like this product of humiliation?
As I watched for her reaction in silence, the elf suddenly began sobbing lowly, her shoulders trembling.
The result was—
“I hate iiiit...!”
A huge success!
My heart pounded with the thrill of survival. After silently thanking the God of Light, I slowly examined the area around the elf. To check if the items I'd prepared were fulfilling their roles properly.
‘Better safe than sorry.’
Pretending to admire the elf's exposed privates under her clothes, I inspected the wooden horse with my eyes.
The sharp ridge of the wooden horse was pressing against her privates, but I'd covered the back with a cloak beforehand, so there was no risk of injury.
Moreover, the rope binding her arms served as a second safety measure. Even if she complained of pain in her genitals from her own body weight crushing her, she could pull on the rope to lift herself and immediately escape the pain.
That said, the rope wasn't just for safety.
By forcing her arms up, it restricted her movements and created a situation where she had no choice but to display her breasts to me, fulfilling its role in the humiliation as well.
One stone, two birds. A wise plan that secured both safety and utility.
‘Plus, Marhan's here.’
It was my first time using a torture device, so I might make a mistake. Marhan was there to observe and prevent that.
With Marhan's incorruptible and steadfast will ensuring I didn't cross the line, I felt no burden in humiliating the elf.
On top of that, this was beneficial for the elf too. Having a stranger witness her humiliation was a classic part of the degradation, wasn't it?
This was perfect, even by my own standards. A flawless scenario.
‘It would be weirder if the elf wasn't satisfied.’
The archaic torture device of the wooden horse, the various safety measures doubling as humiliation tools, and Marhan serving as both safety personnel and an element of degradation.
It seemed simple, but it was a dream humiliation service combining three different techniques.
Regaining my confidence, I looked at the elf with contempt.
“So you wanted this after all. Seducing me with your vulgar pussy on display like that.”
“N-no, I'm not a pervert who wants something like thiiiis...”
Her reaction was so negative that it seemed she was quite satisfied. Good. If I gradually ramped up the intensity of the humiliation like this, I could fulfill the elf's desires...
“Please just pin me down like before and ravish me until I can't think straight... Hic, serving Master would be better than enduring this...”
...What the hell is she saying? When did I ever do that?
“Or the time you made me eat nothing but your semen all day was better. That wasn't this humiliating...”
You crazy bitch! When did I ever order that?!
“Your Highness the Regent.”
Marhan's disgusted gaze fell on me. I couldn't muster the courage to meet his eyes and converse, so I kept my gaze fixed on the elf and gave a curt reply.
“What is it?”
“I heard Your Highness is a devout follower of the God of Light.”
“That's what you know.”
“I apologize for meddling, but from what the slave says, it seems 'devoutness' has fled from Your Highness's faith. Doesn't the God of Light fundamentally advocate abstinence?”
“...That's what you know.”
I couldn't think of any excuse and miserably nodded.
Why was this damned elf spreading such vicious rumors? After groaning and pondering, I reached a conclusion.
‘Don't mind Marhan and focus only on her.’
She must have deliberately ruined my reputation to prevent me from holding back due to Marhan's presence.
That fucking bitch. Tears welled up, but sprinkling salt on a finished dish would be putting the cart before the horse.
Ahem. Clearing my throat, I clasped my hands behind my back and approached the elf. I could see her staring at me with frightened eyes. They seemed subtly expectant.
To meet her expectations, I twisted my lips into an evil grin.
“Humiliation, you say? It's laughable for a bitch in heat like you to talk of shame. It'd make more sense to say a bird can't fly or a fish can't swim.”
“But birds and fish can't talk, Master...”
A moment of silence. I heard Marhan cough to cover a laugh.
Was she deliberately trying to rile me up? My eyebrow twitched as I sneered with a bit of genuine irritation.
“It's a metaphor. Your lowly brain can't grasp the play on words, huh? More importantly, since when did a wretch like you get to argue with me?”
“I'm soooorry...”
“No need to apologize. I'm about to punish you for your ignorance right now.”
I raised my hand and pointed at the wooden horse.
“I'll give you a chance. From now on, shake your hips yourself. Even a hopeless slut like you can manage that much, right?”
“B-but—”
“Now.”
I cut off the elf's words and stared at her coldly. She glanced at me nervously, then reluctantly began slowly rocking her hips back and forth.
“Hnngh, ah!”
Each time, her privates rubbed against the back of the wooden horse. The lips that had been tightly closed parted slightly to the sides, moving clumsily in a way that was quite erotic.
Even for an elf with perverted tastes, her actual appearance was exquisite, so I couldn't help but feel stirred. However, my attention was more on the cloak covering the wooden horse than on the elf.
‘That's expensive.’
Since I was coming to the count's castle to play the regent, I'd brought the most luxurious cloak I owned.
An expensive cloak made stitch by stitch by a famous craftsman from the count's domain, tailored to my measurements. And now it was being used as a cover for the elf's sex toy.
The craftsman's face, saying it was the honor of his life to make Viscount Theorad's cloak and asking me to use it well, was still vivid in my mind, and now that cloak was being conquered by the elf's privates.
‘Sorry, old man.’
Guilt made my eyes sting for no reason. Oblivious to my feelings, the elf swayed her hips seductively and let out ragged breaths.
“Masteeer... My pussy feels so straaange... Hnngh...”
As she said, it was true. Thin fluids were leaking from her privates, soaking my cloak. Even just looking at it, it was quite sticky mucus.
It felt like it was seducing me, which creeped me out. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them to clear my mind, then lifted my head.
“You're getting off in a situation like this. As expected, you should've been born a whore in a brothel, not an elf.”
“Y-yes, that's riiight...”
“Hah. Right? Have you forgotten your past as the noble ruler of the Great Forest?”
“Th-that's, nooo...”
The elf was responding sluggishly with her mouth half-open. It was proof she liked my humiliation, so it was time to deliver the finishing blow.
“No? You still don't understand your position, huh. Then I'll make you understand properly right now.”
I raised my hand, grabbed the elf's clothes, and gently pulled both sides. I intended to heighten her shame by tearing the garment.
Riiip—
But it tore much more than I'd expected. Enough to fully expose her taut, plump breasts.
‘What? What the hell is this made of?’
Could clothes tear this easily? I hadn't even pulled that hard.
“Uh, um.”
Flustered, I hurriedly pulled her clothes back up. Even a pervert probably wouldn't want to be naked in front of a stranger (Marhan).
Then my eyes met the elf's, and I flinched. Her coldly chilled pupils were terrifying.
As if asking what the hell I was doing.
I couldn't upset the elf's mood. Recalling the first rule of survival, I unhesitatingly tore her clothes apart on both sides. The elf pretended to be startled and trembled.
“N-nooo...”
So this was the right answer after all. I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and smirked.
“Clothes are too good for a slut like you. Don't you think?”
“That's too meeean, Master...”
The elf whined as she subtly shook her upper body. Her breasts jiggled lightly with the movement. In the process, her pink nipples were noticeably erect.
No matter how I looked at it, it seemed like a signal begging to be touched. With no choice, I raised my hand and firmly grabbed one of her breasts.
“Hnght!”
“The one that's too much is you, born with such a lewd body.”
As I slowly kneaded her breast, observing the elf's state... I ended up admiring it without thinking. A woman's breast for the first time was incredibly soft.
Like clutching silk filled with water, maybe? No, softer and squishier than that.
Curious, I kneaded freely, and the elf's moans turned into cries.
“Haaah. If you knead it like thaaat... I, I can't hold back anymooore...”
Hold back what? Looking up, the elf had a dazed, screw-loose expression as she stuck out her tongue like a dog. Her ragged breaths turned to steam hitting my face.
One curious thing was there was no bad breath at all. Even after eating food waste, it carried a fresh forest scent.
But I couldn't kiss her no matter what! I didn't want to give my first kiss, which I hadn't even done with Esili, to the elf.
“Vulgar thing.”
Tch. Clicking my tongue, I put distance between me and the elf. It was an action hoping she'd be satisfied by now.
“Haa, ah...”