Chapter 365: Liberation (2)
Chapter 365: Liberation (2)
“Ppyahhh!”
Elisha’s scream—or rather, something that wasn't quite a scream—filled the room. However, it didn't sound unpleasant.
The strange cry, born from her characteristically elegant voice cracking, brought peace to the mind just by listening to it.
If I had to use a metaphor, wouldn't it be similar to the chirping of a bird?
Of course, Elisha herself didn't seem to have the mental leeway to care about such things.
“Y-you! That’s enough, right? Right? We’ve done it enough, so please stop…”
“What are you talking about? I’ve only just poked you once. And only on the sole of your foot, at that.”
“What do you mean, ‘only once’…! As my stage has risen, my body has improved along with it, so things like numbness disappeared a long time ago! Shouldn't you at least give me time to get used to it slowly? It feels too sensitive right now, so next time…… Wait. Was there a reason you specifically emphasized the sole of my foot just now?”
“Oh. Good catch. I didn't call this a difficult magic for nothing.”
This wasn't about the numbness itself; it was a magic that reproduced the sensation of numbness. In other words, it meant interfering with the nervous system using minute electrical currents.
Because of the requirements for stability and safety, the difficulty of the magic skyrocketed to extreme levels.
But I had pulled it off. With the help of the Dragon Heart, which controlled mana subconsciously, I managed to make it work somehow.
“Anyway, since it’s that kind of magic, I can produce the same effect even if I touch somewhere else, not just the extremities like the feet.”
“What does that…”
“Like this.”
Thinking that a single experience was easier than words, I lightly pressed down on Elisha’s soft thigh.
“Ppyahak!”
Was it because it was an area with a larger surface? Or was it because she rarely had her thighs go numb in her daily life?
Elisha showed a much more violent reaction than before. However, both her hands were already bound and fixed to the bed.
The only thing Elisha could do was twist her upper body while her arms were raised high. Of course, every time she did, her fully exposed breasts shook wildly as a bonus.
Boing.
Her undulating breasts and the hardened nipples at their tips. It was only natural that my gaze became fixed on one spot.
After a bout of twitching, Elisha finally calmed down a bit.
“Ugh. Why are you so sincere only when it comes to this kind of magic… You? Where are you looking right now? …Don’t tell me!”
“Ah, don’t worry.”
“Phew. Even you wouldn't go that far…”
“I’m only going to move on to your breasts and pussy after I’ve thoroughly touched every other nook and cranny.”
“W-what did you say?!”
At this point, her reaction was similar to, or even greater than, when she first heard about the Elf Ranch right after being auctioned off.
Her eyes trembled as if she were witnessing the end of the world.
Savoring that gaze slowly, I pulled the corners of my mouth up into a smirk.
“It’s okay. You’ll grow to like it soon.”
“There’s no way that will ever happen, so please, a little more gently….”
Letting Elisha’s words go in one ear and out the other, I issued a command through the Slave Imprint for the first time in a long while.
“[Go into heat, Elisha.]”
“Hngh?!”
Since the principle of the Slave Imprint is to instill a psychological compulsion, the command to go into heat doesn't mean she literally, physically goes into heat instantly; rather, it’s the concept that she will strive to go into heat.
It’s the feeling where she gets excited by the atmosphere or touch, or by recalling past memories—things that she would normally think were ‘a bit much’ become possible.
In other words, it meant she would start finding points of excitement within the tingling sensations that had just been prickly until now.
Her breathing already becoming a bit ragged, Elisha glared this way and spoke as if chewing out every single word.
“Just you wait. I will definitely pay you back for this…!”
“Oh. That statement just now. You sounded very much like a Fallen Lady.”
Chuckling, I lightly kneaded Elisha’s calf. The sensation of it fitting perfectly in one hand provided a strange sense of satisfaction.
“Ppyahak?!”
Of course, Elisha’s perspective as the victim was likely a bit different.
Her legs trembled. Thinking I might have bullied one side too much, I kneaded the other side the same way.
From the tips of her toes, through her calves, to her thighs.
“Ppihik!? Ppyak! Ppyahhh!”
Elisha chirped incessantly as if she had become a baby chick. Every time she did, she tried twisting her body this way and that, but her firmly restrained hands showed no sign of loosening.
Eventually, after having her legs thoroughly massaged, Elisha slumped down weakly, letting out only faint breaths.
Looking down at her with satisfaction, I slid my hand onto her lower abdomen.
“Ppyah-hngh…?!”
“Oh… it looks like the effects are starting to show.”
A nasal tone began to mix into Elisha’s voice. I could see a single streak of love nectar flowing down her pressed-together legs.
“I guess I can pick up the pace a bit more.”
“…More than this?”
Where had her bold appearance from a moment ago gone? Elisha’s expression was slightly broken. I grabbed her chin, tilted it up slightly, and nodded.
“A person has two hands, right?”
“A-ahhh…!”
Fear cast a shadow over Elisha’s face. I spread wide the hand that had been holding her chin just a moment ago. And then.
Zap.
My fingers flickered with a faint golden light. Conversely, it didn't take long for Elisha’s face to turn dark.
“It’ll be over soon.”
“I think I’ll be the one who’s ‘over’ before that?!”
“Anyway, it’ll be over soon, so it should be fine, right?”
“S-stop!”
Elisha rattled her restrained arms urgently as if trying to escape somehow. It goes without saying, but those restraints could be undone immediately with just one simple spell.
The reason she didn't go that far was… because, despite her protests, she was likely looking forward to it in her own way.
Wearing a mock-benevolent smile, I began to massage her entire body, starting from her sides.
“Ppit! Ppyahak! Ppyahaang…!”
Elisha thrashed and shook her head wildly. Pressing her down with my body weight, I continued the massage.
From her sides to her armpits, and from her armpits to her long ears.
Only after meticulously kneading every inch of her body, excluding her breasts and pussy as promised beforehand, did I climb off of her.
“Ppihit… ppiii….”
Elisha let out weak chirps while gasping for air.
Her blue drill-curls were sprawled powerlessly across the bed, and her blue eyes, similarly devoid of focus, stared blankly up at the ceiling.
I had only kneaded her for about ten minutes, but she looked like she was ‘finished,’ just as she had said. But it was fine. Usually, when something breaks, isn't it true that things work out somehow if you just press the reset button first?
I slowly reached my hand toward Elisha’s chest, which was rising and falling sluggishly. More precisely, toward her nipples, which were standing piteously erect.
Pinch.
“Ppyakyaaa?!”
Her chest heaved violently once, and only then did focus return to Elisha’s eyes, which had been staring into the void. It was like I had used a defibrillator.
“Hngh?! W-wait! This is somehow….”
“Yeah. I’m not stopping.”
While holding her nipple, I lifted Elisha’s breast. When I gently shook it side to side, Elisha’s body shook along with it.
I applied a bit more strength to the fingers gripping Elisha’s nipple.
“Ppiiiiiii…!!”
Elisha’s back arched like a bow. Between her stiffened thighs, love nectar gushed out, creating a small puddle.
And then, Elisha slumped down again. How long had it been since she regained consciousness? She had lost her mind once more.
“There’s still one more left… well, it doesn't matter.”
She’ll wake up on her own anyway.
I deactivated the Golden Finger on one hand. Then, I spread Elisha’s soaking wet pussy wide open.
The plump pussy flesh was pushed to the sides, revealing the vaginal opening inside. It was puckering incessantly and vomiting love nectar, looking as if it were begging for a dick.
However, not yet.
The destination for my faintly golden-glowing finger was the clitoris, which had long since hardened and poked its head out from under the hood.
Press.
“……!!”
Elisha couldn't even scream; she only made gasping sounds as if she were losing her breath.
It was the most intense reaction so far, but without missing that movement, I began to gently fiddle with her clit.
I rolled it lightly under my fingertip, rubbed it quickly from side to side, and finally gave it a light pinch.
Elisha’s body flopped wildly like a fish out of water. Her eyes were already half-rolled back; it was certain she wasn't in her right mind.
Taking advantage of that, I slid my finger downward. Thanks to the profuse love nectar, it entered the vaginal opening smoothly.
The sensation of the sticky yet hot interior. It tightened irregularly, squeezing my finger.
Enjoying that sensation, I began to slowly feel the vaginal ridges of Elisha.
It should be around here… Ah, found it.
I began to vigorously rub the erogenous zone that Elisha liked most, which I had discovered through past experience.
Rub, rub.
Was it because of the pleasure that had built up? Even though I hadn't touched it for long, Elisha came magnificently.
“Ppyahhhhh?!”
Splatter…
Her trembling hips and the intermittently spraying love nectar.
Even though I had withdrawn my finger, Elisha remained like that for a long time, but as time passed, she eventually calmed down.
Her body showed no movement other than her breathing. Her tongue was lolling out, and her face was a mess. Between her splayed legs, her drenched pussy was clearly visible.
Iris, who had been watching from the side without even being able to breathe properly at the sight that anyone would call disastrous, was aghast.
“M-Master killed Elisha with pleasure…!”
“No. She’s not dead, okay?”
Probably.