Chapter 72: Pussy Martial Law Invoked
Chapter 72: Pussy Martial Law Invoked
“Ngh… Haa….”
Lady Anna Catria did not get out of bed.
She used to wake up early every morning to wash and maintain the pristine appearance expected of a Duke’s daughter. Lately, however, she had been oversleeping every single day.
The reason, of course, was simple.
“Ngh… I… I did it again.”
She stared at the love juices dripping from her hand.
It had been like this for several days now. Before going to sleep, right after waking up—she even went to the restroom between classes to masturbate.
“I shouldn’t… be doing this….”
She was in a position where she had to maintain proper decorum as a noble lady, but she simply couldn’t suppress her urges. Not since she had touched 6.9’s cock.
“Haa… if I keep going like this….”
“Lady Anna? Lady Anna?”
“I don’t know how I’ll be able to look at Mr. 6.9….”
“Lady Anna!”
“Hah…! Yes! Yes?!”
Startled, Anna quickly covered herself with the duvet. She hadn't even heard the maid calling her.
“Oh, you were awake? You didn’t answer no matter how many times I called, so….”
“Ah… I-I’m sorry!”
“It’s quite alright, Lady Anna. It’s understandable if you’re tired. Would you like a glass of milk?”
“……Yes.”
The maid, having prepared it in advance, immediately handed her a glass. Anna took the milk while desperately trying to keep her lower half hidden under the covers.
Ugh… I haven’t even pulled my pajamas back up yet…!
Anna’s lower half, which had been in the middle of a heated masturbation session, was still completely exposed. She gulped down the milk as fast as she could.
“I-I’m finished!”
“Already…? You usually take your time to check the quality of the milk every morning….”
“T-Today’s milk is excellent too! Yes…! Ah… haha….”
The maid gave her a suspicious look. Anna quickly turned her head away. She wanted to escape this embarrassing situation as soon as possible.
“By the way, Lady Anna. A letter arrived for you.”
“A letter?”
“Yes. It seems to be from the House of Callion, the family you had the meeting with recently. It was stamped with a seal.”
“……A seal?”
That was strange. Weren’t seals usually reserved for official correspondence? It felt odd, but she couldn’t exactly refuse to receive it.
“Here it is.”
“Thank you.”
It was indeed a letter stamped with a seal. Furthermore…
It’s not from… Lacio Callion.
The name written on it wasn’t Lacio, her meeting partner, but Medio Callion—the Head of House Callion.
Anna carefully opened the letter. As she slowly read through the contents, her hands began to tremble.
“W-What on earth is this…!?”
*
“So, this is the letter in question?”
“Yes, Imperial Princess.”
“Call me Serna, Anna.”
Back in Serna’s room, I looked at the letter Anna had brought. Even to my untrained eyes, it was clear this wasn't just any ordinary letter. The ornate ribbon, the seal—anyone could see it followed the format of an official document.
Serna, her previous vulgarity nowhere to be seen, exuded the aura of an Imperial Princess as she leisurely read the letter.
“Medio Callion… the Head of House Callion.”
“Do you know him?”
“Of course. I see him often at the Imperial Palace. I’ve even seen him at several banquets.”
Hmm. I hadn't really had much of a chance to feel Serna’s status as an Imperial Princess until now, but seeing her like this, the feeling was starting to sink in.
“Excuse me, but as far as I know, isn't he the Minister of Internal Affairs?”
“That’s right. The Minister.”
“…….”
Angelica stood there with her mouth agape. Just how high up the ladder is a Minister? The title alone sounded incredibly prestigious. Yet, Serna spoke of him as if he were some neighbor she’d bumped into.
“Hmm… ‘Your behavior toward the eldest son of our house is an insult to the prestigious House of Callion, and I cannot suppress my indignation’… Did something happen?”
“T-That is….”
Anna hesitated, glancing at me. It was a look that asked if it was okay to speak. Well, it didn't really matter. Both Serna and Angelica here were already my onaholes. Anna was just an onahole-to-be.
When I nodded, Anna cautiously explained what had happened during the meeting.
“I see. You touched the Commoner’s genitals right then and there….”
Serna’s eyebrows shot up as she heard the details.
“Hmm….”
Angelica, why are you making that face too?
“……Yes. I-I didn’t mean it like that, but Mr. 6.9 said it would be good if I did….”
“Yeah. I figured he’d storm out of the room immediately if you did that.”
“M-Mr. 6.9?! You must use honorifics with the Imperial Princess…!”
“Huh? It’s fine.”
“???”
Anna tilted her head in confusion. She clearly didn't know what was going on yet, but she’d find out soon enough.
“The rest of the content is quite strange. ‘…I cannot tolerate such disrespect toward our house, and while this is a matter for a duel of honor, I shall consider it a lapse in judgment on your part and grant you one opportunity. If you intend to apologize for your rudeness, come to the Grand Cathedral of St. Fellatio Girls' Academy at midnight, three days from now, wearing nothing but a robe. If you apologize before the Goddess, I shall overlook this and not escalate it into a conflict between our houses’….”
Serna’s brow furrowed as she finished reading.
“Wait. He told you to come naked?”
“‘Wearing nothing but a robe,’ it says.”
Same thing. Add a leash to that, and it’s basically an outfit for outdoor exposure.
“Is that… really what the letter says?”
“It is, Angelica. Isn’t it strange?”
“It is. Setting everything else aside, the Grand Cathedral at midnight? No one will be there at that hour.”
“Furthermore, naked under a robe… it seems there’s another motive behind this.”
As if they had rehearsed it, Serna and Angelica both looked at Anna at the same time. Specifically, they looked at Anna’s breasts.
“……The situation is understandable.”
“Indeed.”
“What?! W-W-What are you two looking at while saying that? Yes?”
I looked at Anna’s breasts too. The sheer impact of them never got old. Those J-cups!
“They’re talking about your tits, Anna. What else?”
“Uuu….”
Anna shrank back, covering her chest. Serna cleared her throat and looked at the letter again.
“It doesn’t seem like this letter was written by the Minister. In the first place, the sender’s address is the family estate, but the Minister has been staying at the Imperial Palace lately to attend to His Majesty.”
“Which means….”
“It was likely sent by that man named Lacio.”
She figured out the situation in an instant. She definitely had the sharp mind of a princess. That bastard Lacio. It’s good that he took the bait, but I guess he still hasn't given up on Anna’s breasts.
“I think so too. Especially that part about coming naked. It’s obvious who wants that.”
“Indeed. Vulgar men do love breasts.”
“…….”
Was that a shot at me? It was, wasn't it?
“What will you do, Imperial Princess? This doesn't seem like something students should handle on their own.”
Angelica cautiously expressed her concern. It certainly wouldn't have been a problem if Lacio hadn't forged the name. I didn't expect him to suddenly impersonate his own father. He even faked the seal. I hadn't anticipated him going that far; it felt like things were escalating unnecessarily.
“Shouldn't we carefully determine if the Minister is actually involved? If he is, then this matter….”
“If the Minister is involved, can’t we just get rid of the Minister too?”
“……Pardon?”
“A Minister who writes such a despicable letter to a student of the Girls' Academy has no business being by my Royal Father’s side.”
“…….”
I actually felt a bit intimidated just now. Is the Imperial Princess’s power really that great? She’s talking about sacking a Minister with a single word. And I’ve been giving a princess like that a perverted Lift Fuck this whole time?
Mmm…. I’m starting to get hard again.
“What shall we do, Lord Commoner?”
Serna asked. It was as if the final decision rested with me.
“I do have a good idea.”
“Really?”
“But I’ll need the Imperial Princess to exert some of her influence.”
“If it is what you wish, Lord Commoner, I will do anything.”
Serna answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“Since Lady Anna will also be your onahole, it is only natural that I help.”
So that was why! I quickly whispered into Serna’s ear.
“I’m sorry, but Anna isn’t an onahole yet.”
“……She’s not an onahole, yet you had her touch your cock?”
“I’m saying she’s scheduled to become one.”
“……I see.”
Serna nodded as if she understood.
“In that case, I must help you and Anna even more.”
“I’d appreciate that.”
Anna’s expression brightened at the thought of receiving help.
“T-Thank you! Imperial Princess! Mr. 6.9…! And Lady Angelica too!”
“Ah… I-I haven’t said anything yet.”
“No, Angelica. You’re going to help too.”
I rummaged through my pocket and pulled something out. What I placed on the table was a Polaroid camera.
“For my plan to work, everyone here needs to play a part.”
I had come up with a great idea on how to properly screw over that bastard Lacio.