Marriage and the Capital - Part 3
Orgasm denial.
In a way, it was the single punishment his master wanted to avoid more than anything else in the world.
'I have to lose, but...'
Normally, she was supposed to lose the match.
By doing so, she would prove that her husband would at least not be swayed by her, but—
'Not orgasm denial, anything but that!!!'
Karna, who now trembled at the mere mention of the words, could not bring herself to do it.
She would play to win, for real.
If it were a normal tug-of-war, that might be possible, but...
'Can I... even win?'
No matter how strong she was or how much she had trained her body, she had never trained her clitoris.
"Now, get ready..."
Even as she panicked, the match was already set.
...♡
The string connected to her clitoris was looped around the finger of her disciple, Cassius, on the other end.
"Begin!"
Cassius said as he immediately pulled the string.
The slack string—
Taut♡
"Hyuuk?"
As the string tightened, it immediately yanked on her clitoris.
"Hugyaaaah! ♡♡♡"
No.
It was impossible.
She could never win.
There was no way a clitoris could withstand the pulling force of a human finger.
Pluck♡
Cassius flicked the string with his finger.
"Ahng...♡"
It was only natural that the clitoris itself had no strength.
On top of that, she had been teased under orgasm denial for two months.
Any stimulation was bound to feel overwhelmingly sensitive to Karna right now.
"No...♡"
But Karna was cornered.
She had thought the two months of orgasm denial would finally end today.
Even though she knew it was an absolutely unwinnable situation—
'Is it stretching even more?'
"What's this? Are you surrendering?"
'Absolutely not!'
"I-I will keep going...♡♡♡"
With a half-slurred tongue, she had no choice but to say she would keep going.
'No matter what... I have to win...♡♡♡'
'I have to make her look completely pathetic.'
Since those were his instructions, he would simply carry them out.
His master, who had intended to lose gracefully just moments ago, was now determined to win at all costs.
'Well, not that it matters.'
A tug-of-war with a clitoris that had been denied for two months.
There was never any chance of her winning from the start.
Though it was called a tug-of-war, he wasn't even pulling continuously.
With every tug, his master's feet crept forward bit by bit.
"Well then, shall we begin?"
"Yes..."
And he applied just a tiny bit of force.
"Ugh♡ Huguh♡"
If he pulled just a little harder—
"Hguuuuuh???"
Her clitoris was suddenly yanked forward with force.
Reflexively, his master grabbed the string with both hands.
"A-Ah, I'm sorry..."
She was supposed to look pathetic; he couldn't let her get away with cheating like this.
"If you touch the string with your hands again, I'll put you on permanent orgasm denial."
"Permanent..."
It was probably the one punishment his master feared second only to death.
"Hng...!"
At that, his master immediately demonstrated just how desperate she was for release.
She clasped both hands behind her head.
It was a clear determination to prevent herself from making the same mistake, even reflexively.
With the string pulled tight, her pussy was thrust forward.
With her hands behind her head, her posture... resembled the position she was in when the aphrodisiac was applied a month ago.
In any case, it was obvious she was desperate not to make another mistake.
"Now, let's start again."
"Yes...!"
Her determination to win was clear.
But determination and reality were two very different things.
"Now... begin!"
Unlike before, he kept applying steady force with his finger.
Tug♡ Tug♡
She resisted desperately, but there was no way her clitoris could bear the strain.
To save her precious clit, his master had no choice but to take steps forward.
"Ngh...♡ Kh...♡ Hng...♡"
She gritted her teeth and tried to exert force, but it was just comical.
"Khng...♡"
Every time he pulled his finger, hot puffs of breath burst from her nose.
Pluck, pluck, pluck♡
"Khut...♡"
"You're the bride. Shouldn't you keep your face a bit more presentable?"
As he teased her by pulling a few more times, her face was quickly covered in tears and snot.
Well, at least it got rid of her usual intimidating expression, so he counted it as a win.
He applied just enough force to keep her on the verge of stepping forward.
'Has this proven enough to the guests by now?'
He wasn't sure, so he decided to play with her a little longer.
"Karna, you're really too much."
"Kh...?"
His master snorted in confusion at his words.
Since her erogenous zone was hooked and being pulled, she could only let out ragged huffs of breath.
"Normally, shouldn't you play along and let me win to save your husband's pride?"
"Hahaha, he's got a point."
One of the guests chimed in.
The guests had probably all been thinking the same thing anyway.
But to Karna, such staged dynamics no longer mattered.
"Karna, shouldn't you do as the guests say and just let me win?"
"...No♡"
Karna no longer had the mental capacity to think about anything else.
She was so desperate for release that she couldn't focus on anything else.
"I can't loseee...???"
He yanked the string mid-sentence.
For a moment, her clitoris seemed to stretch, and then she collapsed onto the floor.
Pulled forward by her clitoris, she fell backward in a spectacular sprawl.
"Now, shall we wrap this up?"
"Heeeek♡♡♡"
As her clitoris was pulled, her arms and legs flailed while she lay on her back.
Her posture became incredibly ridiculous.
Especially since he was pulling from a standing position, her clit was yanked diagonally upward.
"No...♡ My clit is going to rip off...♡♡♡"
As a result, she couldn't stand up from the floor and could only lift her lower body.
She ended up in a bridge-like position, with her lower body raised high while her upper body remained pinned to the ground.
"Now, just a little further and I win."
"No, no...♡♡♡"
Then, as if bracing herself, her body trembled.
"Ngguh...♡"
She exerted force and shifted her body slightly backward.
Stretch♡
Her clitoris stretched taut in an instant.
"Ughhhhh♡♡♡♡♡"
She managed to pull back by a mere fraction.
"Impressive, as expected."
His master was putting everything she had into this tug-of-war.
But with her clit held hostage, she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.
"Now, just a bit more and I win."
"No, no, no♡♡♡"
Now she seemed to be trying to resist simply by lying flat.
But he was quite strong himself.
It wasn't as if he couldn't drag her body weight—
Yank!
"Ngguuuuuh♡♡♡"
In an instant, her body was dragged forward, pulled entirely by her clit.
The intense stimulation forced a bizarre groan from her throat.
"Hee-ik...♡"
Trickle, trickle♡♡♡
In the end, she even ended up spraying a stream of urine in a high arc.
Fortunately, the ground here was dirt, prepared specifically for the tug-of-war.
Either way, there was absolutely no way his master could win.
"She's already pissing herself before the wedding night even starts."
"How thick-skinned will she have to be to act proud after this?"
It was time to bring this to an end.
She had been dragged by her string and had even pissed herself.
But to Karna, none of that mattered right now.
'If I lose, it's orgasm denial...♡'
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull with her clit.
Over twenty years of physical conditioning and training were completely useless in this situation.
"H-Husband...♡"
If she couldn't win...
"Is there any other punishment besides orgasm denial...?"
She had to change the penalty for losing.
The pre-arranged scenario no longer meant anything to her.
"A-Anything else is fine...! So please..."
"Are you trying to change the rules now because you think you're going to lose?"
It was pathetic.
But pride was the last thing on her mind.
"...Yes! I'm sorry♡♡♡ S-So please, anything else, I beg you...♡"
She begged as she watched her body slide forward bit by bit with every twitch of his finger.
From her perspective, the distance between her toes and the line was almost gone.
"No, no...♡"
She twisted her body desperately, trying to pull back.
Squeeze♡
"Ughhh...♡♡♡"
The stimulation hitting her already-denied clitoris was far too intense.
"I can't hold it anymoreee♡♡♡"
The strength she had managed to muster in her legs completely gave out.
Thud♡
And just like that, her toes crossed the line.
It was Cassius's victory, as expected.
"Well, that's my win."
She lost.
Now, it was orgasm denial again.
"Ha, hah...♡"
Karna immediately made a pathetic choice.
She clung to Cassius's leg.
"I-I lost, but...♡ I want to climax♡♡♡"
Regardless of the win or loss, she began to beg to be allowed to come.
"Do you want it that badly?"
"Yeees♡♡♡ You know I dooo♡♡♡"
Sensing a sliver of hope, she begged again.
"Then beg in front of the guests, not just me."
"What...?"
Karna replied, not quite understanding.
"Tell them what our bride has been through to make her crave an orgasm this badly. Beg for it."
An order to expose her shameful, agonizing days to everyone.
"H-How?"
"If you don't want to, don't."
"N-No! I-I'll do it!"
"Good."
She had been given a final, desperate chance.
She had been suddenly denied the pleasure she once took for granted, and now she had a chance to earn it back.
Since all decisions after marriage belonged to the husband, this was naturally Cassius's right.
"Now, everyone!"
Cassius, whose capacity for degrading her seemed to have no limits, gathered the guests' attention once more.