Chapter 46
Chapter 46
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 46
Chapter Title: Milking the Cow
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The second one passed too. Riding the momentum, I set the pill aside and drew out the whip.
“In case you don’t listen, I’ve prepared this whip. It’ll hurt quite a bit if it lands.”
“Nooo...!”
Her repeated passes made my lips twitch upward on their own.
This was a total rout, wasn’t it? If I played my cards right, I could satisfy the elf properly today. That would mean a break from the insults for a good while—practically paradise!
Wings of happiness unfurling, I confidently pulled out the final item.
A rod with a rounded, worn tip. Carved in the shape of a dragon’s head—this must be the dragon-head dildo Dresmes had mentioned.
Its use was obvious enough...
“If you keep disobeying, I’ll shove this into your—”
“No.”
Uh...?
Interrupted, I swallowed hard.
No matter how I looked at it, that wasn’t your run-of-the-mill “no.”
Her face showed she genuinely hated the idea. The air around us was chilling, too.
Chilled breath escaped her lips—impossible to argue with that.
Consumed by fear, I let out a short, awkward silence before laughing hahaha and tossing the dragon-head aside.
“Just kidding. I have no intention of wasting time toying with your vulgar slit.”
Only then did the chill lift, and the elf’s expression soften. She’d been glaring daggers moments ago, but now she pouted innocently like nothing happened. I just couldn’t get used to it.
Showing any sign of weakness would endanger my life, my family, and our retainers. Fiddling with the brooch at my throat, I recited as vilely as possible.
“Strip. Change into that vulgar outfit and show your submission to me.”
“Y-Yes...”
Fortunately, the elf obeyed without complaint.
She removed the frilled hairband and untied her apron, then naturally slipped off her outer clothes.
Her collarbones emerged first from her shoulders, followed by the alluring curves of her breasts.
Pink nipples and flawless pale skin that captivated any man’s heart just by looking.
As if presenting her breasts, the elf shot me a subtle glance and stripped off the maid uniform completely.
The clothes slid down, draping lingeringly over her calves.
“...”
Naked without a stitch on. The elf stood still for a moment, as if inviting my gaze, then bent at the waist to pick up her undergarments.
Whether intentional or not, she moved so slowly that I watched her breasts sag gently under gravity before bouncing back up in real time.
Seductive. Lewd. Her movements were so far removed from a noble ruler of the Great Forest that every little detail grated on my nerves.
Inevitably, my breathing grew ragged despite myself. Noticing the subtle change, the elf recited with mischief in her red eyes.
“Please take good care of me.”
Arrogantly.
And haughtily.
“My master.”
The elf was trying to seduce me.
If my heart hadn’t pounded, it would’ve been a lie.
Objectively speaking, the elf before me was so stunningly beautiful that compliments spilled out naturally.
Even so, I couldn’t fall for the devil’s whisper. If I gave in to momentary lust and pounced on her, it would be as good as breaking my promise to Ecilly.
‘This is war with the elf. Get a grip.’
Losing my virginity in defeat would be humiliating. My honor as a man would be shattered.
For Ecilly’s sake, and my own. I couldn’t crumble so pathetically. Never.
Strength entered the hand gripping the desk. Clenching my teeth to steady my resolve, I lifted my chin nonchalantly.
“Take good care? You’re begging for punishment, slut—why are you spouting such nonsense?”
“Eek. S-Sorry...”
Flipping her expression like a pancake, the elf began slipping into her undergarments.
Thanks to that, I sighed in relief and closed my eyes.
‘Don’t fall for her beautiful appearance.’
The elf’s true aim was to make me her plaything. Giving in would doom me to a lifetime as her puppet.
As a human with free will, I wouldn’t devolve into the elf’s toy.
I’d resist to the end and drive you out of this mansion. I’d heap such humiliation on you that you’d never see me as a toy again.
So don’t underestimate me, elf...!
“I’m all dressed, Master.”
Her sweet tone snapped my eyes open.
At the same time, I gasped.
‘No way, this...’
Was that clothing?
A scrap of fabric patterned like Holstein spots barely covered her crotch.
The panties clung so tightly to her slit it was barely different from being naked, but if I conceded a hundred times, I could call it clothing since it technically covered.
The top, though—no way was that clothing. Strips of fabric spread wide to circle her nipples, emphasizing their perky protrusions obscenely.
‘Whoever designed this wasn’t right in the head.’
Just wearing it dropped a person’s dignity two levels.
No sane person would call this underwear. It was outrageously indecent—practically criminal.
The only tolerable part was the headband resembling cow ears.
“Um...”
Whether the elf was truly embarrassed by her bizarre lingerie or just pretending, she blushed under my stare and covered her breasts.
“It’s my first time in something like this...”
Tilting her head coyly with feigned shyness—it was masterful acting.
If I didn’t know her schemes inside out, I’d have mistaken her for a pure maiden.
But the elf’s purity was just a mask. I crooked a finger arrogantly.
“Come here.”
“Y-Yes...”
I held up the pill toward the obediently approaching elf.
“Open your mouth.”
The elf parted her lips and stuck out her tongue.
The moment I placed the pill inside, she naturally closed her mouth.
“What are you—!”
Her tongue touched my finger, which hadn’t fully escaped her mouth.
“Slurp, smack...”
Sucking my finger like an innocent lamb—it sent chills down my spine.
I yanked it out in a panic, a long thread of saliva stretching between us.
While I flustered, the elf swallowed, then opened wide to show the pill was gone.
“I ate all the naughty thing Master gave me...”
It was just one pill!
I wanted to argue, but given the mood, I held back.
Instead, I set the bucket on the floor. I had a rough guess why the witch gave me this.
“Kneel. Time to start the milking.”
“M-Master? Even so, that’s...!”
“What? Don’t like it? I promoted you from sow to cow, and it doesn’t please you?”
“I’m...”
Biting her lower lip, the elf murmured meekly.
“I’m not an animal...”
What was this?
Stunned by the unexpected response, I racked my brain in silence before remembering the whip late.
This must be her signal to use it.
“You’re saying you’re not an animal?”
I drew the switch-like whip from the box and lightly scanned the elf’s body for strike points.
‘Arm?’
No. Pale skin there might tear. She seemed okay with bruises that didn’t bleed, but better safe.
‘Back and legs are out too.’
That left only her ass. Plenty of fat meant bruising over cuts.
“Asking one more time.”
Step by step.
Circling behind her deliberately, I swung the whip at her ass.
*Smack!* Her whole body jerked in spasm.
“Hic!”
“Still not an animal?”
“I-I’m not an animal...”
Unwanted but firm, I whipped her ass again.
“Hyah!”
“Still not?”
“N-No! I am an animal...”
She whimpered, her reddened ass marked by the whip fully exposed.
A relief for me—I wasn’t used to hitting anyone.
“If you recognize you’re an animal, kneel. We’ll start the milking.”
“Hic, y-yes...”
The elf knelt, leaning forward to drape her breasts over the bucket. I set the whip aside and straddled her back like overlapping.
Facing her straight-on felt too intimidating right now, so this was best.
Taking a deep breath, I cupped her breasts from below.
Unintentionally, it put me in a position of embracing her from behind.
The elf’s shoulders twitched, her face flushing shyly.
“M-Master... It’s embarrassing...”
“Shut up.”