The Young Lady of House Belmore -1
Elin's mind was still a pure, blank white.
The shame still felt unreal, like something from a dream.
It wasn't that Elin was especially shy by nature.
Is this… really happening? Like this?
Anyone would feel the same at first, standing naked alone while everyone else watched. And it was all the worse because she would never have experienced anything like this if she had simply lived out her life as an ordinary citizen.
She had never imagined she would become a noble in her own generation.
So of course she had never imagined a situation like this would become hers.
They're all staring straight through me…
Everyone was observing her naked body.
And not with simple appreciation, either — they were raking their eyes over her with the relentless scrutiny of appraisal.
"Well then, since this is your first time, let's begin with the essentials."
It was time for the nobles' questions and demands.
Of course, none of their words were truly reaching Elin as she was now.
"So, you claim to have no sexual experience — what about the frequency of masturbation?"
"……."
"My lady?"
She still couldn't pull herself together; her face was nothing but a flush of red. That sharp mind of hers was, if anything, only making her more painfully aware of every stare fixed upon her.
A jab.
Ah—!
The maid beside her prodded her with a staff, and only then did she react.
"My lady, you must answer."
"Ah… y-yes…."
She squeezed her eyes shut once more, steeled herself, and looked straight ahead.
"Nnh……."
And the moment she did, she felt it all over again — the weight of countless gazes turning toward her. Just thinking about where those eyes were aimed was enough to make her head spin already.
"I… um, what was the question…?"
"Ah — the frequency of masturbation."
"M-masturbation?"
The very first question was already beyond anything Elin had expected. She had a sinking feeling this entire Q&A was going to be one long parade of humiliation. At least with this particular question, she could answer without too much embarrassment.
"I-I don't!"
"Hmm… lying would be rather inconvenient."
"I-it's true! I've never done it even once…."
"Well then, we can take it that her libido runs on the low side."
Thankfully, the first question passed. But it was only the first — there would be many more.
Does that mean all the other noble young ladies do that sort of thing?
Elin already wanted to flee somewhere, anywhere, under the crushing weight of shame. A newly recognized house's first impression mattered. And of course, how readily a woman submitted was part of that first impression of a noble family.
Uuuugh…!
So she forced down the urge to run and barely held her ground.
"Then… ah, I see there's no hair — do you practice depilation?"
"Y-yes…."
Her face felt ready to burst. Even a question this mild was enough to drive Elin half-mad with mortification.
"I told you so. Of course she depilates."
They kept talking among themselves as if she were merchandise set out before them, each offering their own evaluation, with not a shred of consideration for the naked woman standing right in front of them.
"Look there — you can see a little starting to come in."
"Is hairlessness that uncommon?"
"Usually it's a matter of upkeep, like I said."
"Ugh……."
It was genuinely, unbearably humiliating. Every corner of her private life — especially the sexual parts — was being laid bare. Knowing that noble society worked this way only made it worse.
"Ah, right — we should check her flexibility."
"Ah, good idea."
Until now the questions had been relatively ordinary. But there was no reason every question and demand had to stay that way.
"Would you demonstrate the splits for us?"
"Pardon?"
A startled cry burst out of her.
"We'll need to assess your flexibility, after all."
"Th-that's…."
A noblewoman was always expected to be obedient to men. So of course they also had to confirm how well she followed a man's requests or commands. In that sense, it might well be a necessary question.
So she had to do it….
"H-ha, ha, ha…!"
She knew she had to, but the words kept catching and spinning uselessly in her mouth.
"I'll do it…!"
She sat down on the floor. And then her legs….
She squeezed her eyes shut!
Slowly, she spread them apart. Naturally, her sex parted slightly as well.
"Mm, her flexibility isn't bad either."
But most of the men's gazes were fixed on one place.
Everyone… everyone is looking at my most private…
"Th-that's enough, right?"
She hurriedly closed her legs and covered her sex with her hands.
"Ah…."
Belatedly realizing she wasn't supposed to cover herself, she parted her legs a little again.
"Kh…."
She tried desperately to look anywhere but at her own sex, which even her hands couldn't properly hide.
The moment we arrived in the imperial capital, I headed straight for Elin's marriage market.
It was my first time seeing a noble marriage market in person, so I'd been looking forward to it.
And it more than lived up to those expectations.
Probably because of the person involved.
Even a woman who used to cling to principles and procedure… the second she becomes a noble…
Pride, dignity — all of it gone in an instant. From basic measurements like breast size to being put through various poses. Her face flushed tomato-red now and then, but at least she hadn't collapsed, so that was something.
Well then — shall I ask a question of my own?
Now it was my turn to get a little revenge on Elin. A petty revenge, precisely speaking. Her house had been stripped bare and had nearly been wiped out entirely — surely I was entitled to ask for this much?
But… is this even something I'm allowed to ask?
The moment I actually tried to open my mouth, I wasn't sure whether it was appropriate right now.
I've heard about these things, but this is my first time actually participating.
It wasn't difficult. I just needed to ask another noble first.
"Excuse me — would a request like this be permitted?"
The noble who glanced at my slightly awkward demeanor smiled with easy composure; he was kindly enough.
"Haha, go on and tell me. It's only natural if you're not yet familiar with the marriage market."
What I wanted to request was….
I leaned in and murmured it quietly.
"Ah — that question is perfectly acceptable. Though it also serves as a signal that you have a certain degree of interest, you understand."
"So asking that question is effectively a declaration that I'm putting myself forward as a groom candidate."
"Correct."
Well then — let's do it.
"I have one important request I'd like to make."
I raised my hand and spoke.
"…???"
Elin turned her head, then froze for a beat.
And immediately her expression locked solid.
So she's only just noticed me here?
The man she had so diligently tried to tear down was standing right here in this room. A reunion this mortifying — so utterly different from first impressions — naturally made her face burn even redder.
But if she was embarrassed by something this small, she was in trouble.
The question I'm about to ask is going to be far more humiliating.
A bit much for a young lady who'd only just become a noble?
"We need to confirm the degree of her sexual sensitivity, don't we?
So — let's bring her to climax once."
"What?????"
Even Elin, who had managed to comply up to this point, looked thoroughly rattled by that particular request. Exposing her naked body before everyone was already shameful enough. Now she was expected to reach orgasm in front of them all as well.
"W-what did you just…."
"Understood."
"Y-you understand?!"
While she was still reeling, the maid accepted on her behalf.
Th-they're really going to do even this?
The maid calmly fetched the sanitary implements. Then she held out a glove toward her.
"Will my lady handle this herself?"
"W-wait……."
"Ah — you said you have no experience with masturbation."
With that, the maid pulled the glove on herself.
A smooth tug.
Then she smeared a slick liquid over the glove so it wouldn't cause any injury. Elin hadn't even properly spoken yet, and already things were moving forward.
"W-wait a moment……."
This couldn't happen. Coming in front of everyone.
"J-just give me a little time…."
"My lady, do you intend to ruin your house's impression in front of everyone?"
"Th-that's…!"
No, she didn't. But a young lady so newly made a noble simply could not find the courage to climax before a crowd.
As I thought — she's reached her limit.
The maid decided it was time to begin preparations in earnest. House Belmore had trusted Elin to handle everything well — and still taken out insurance. Namely, gathering veteran maids for exactly this purpose: maids who could push things through no matter how paralyzed by shame a young lady became.
"We've brought the prepared item."
Another maid carried over a chair.
"A-a chair? Why?"
"If you lack the courage, we'll assist you."
Only then did the flustered Elin notice the rope in that maid's hands.
"W-wait? H-hold on…!"
But somehow she was already seated in the chair.
"Hands behind you."
"Why? Why, just a mom—"
And before she could even react, her hands were pulled behind the chair and bound. If she had trained even a little in martial arts, she might have managed some resistance. But Elin herself was thoroughly distant from anything of that sort.
And so she sat bound in the chair, her hands secured.
"Th-this can't be…?"
"It's exactly what you're thinking."
"S-stop……."
None of the steely resolve from her days as an auditor remained. Her voice was so thin and shrinking that almost no one properly heard it.
"This is a necessary procedure — please bear with it."
Elin was about to experience the full spice of a woman's place in noble society.
"Since this is the first attempt, we'll employ a mild aphrodisiac as well. Please take that into account regarding the timing."
Bound tight, Elin was already half out of her mind with shame.
"In front of everyone… y-you want me to come?"
"Yes. There's no need to worry so much."
Slowly, the maid's hand approached her sex. Fingers touched a pussy that had never once been handled for sexual reasons.
"Nnh…♡"
"Not too cold, is it?"
"Th-that's not it, but…."
"Good. Then I'll continue."
With nothing left to hide her, the maid began to caress her slowly and stickily, starting from the entrance.
A wet sound.♡
Why is this happening…?
Having never masturbated even once, Elin felt nothing. Only shame, flooding every corner of her.
"If not here, then…."
A slick stroke.♡
A flinch…!
"W-wait…?"
Her body jerked without her meaning it to. Something like a mild jolt of electric magic rose from her lower belly. Not pain so much as… something sweet.
"Ah — so it's here."
The maid said it with quiet certainty.
Now it begins.