The Young Lady of House Belmore – Part 2
"Right here, then?"
Squelch♡
She flinched…!
Her mouth gave no answer, but her body did.
"W-what was that just now…?"
"That is pleasure. Sexual pleasure, to be precise."
—She's completely inexperienced, isn't she?
—Normally you'd learn the moment you come of age… but you know how House Belmore is.
The moment a noblewoman reached adulthood, each house already had everything prepared for her. Even without that, the people around her would have taught her so naturally that ignorance was almost impossible.
That aside—Elin was feeling sexual sensation for the first time in her life.
Squelch♡
The maid calmly mapped out the sensitive places of the young lady she was meant to serve.
Just inside the folds of her pussy… and her clitoris is responding surprisingly well for a first time.
Tap♡
Hah♡
Even the lightest touch drew a little reaction.
"Yes. Right here."
She had found the spots. Which meant the next step was—
Squelch-squelch!
She stroked Elin's pussy a little more roughly.
"D-don't touch me…♡ I-it feels strange♡"
"It's all right. That's perfectly normal."
Tremble-tremble-tremble…♡♡♡
Her first climax.
Most people experienced it alone in secret, in their own bedrooms—or else with someone else. But Elin?
"Nngh…♡"
Everyone was waiting for her orgasm. She was living through her first taste of pleasure in real time, right in front of them all.
Squelch-squelch♡
Gush♡
All at once, her juices spilled out.
"W-what…♡ I-I don't know anything about this♡♡♡"
Her body was growing stranger by the second. Heat climbed through her, and something seemed to be building, little by little, down below.
Hahhh???
Shudder-shudder-shudder♡♡♡
For one instant, something nearly broke over her. She clamped her legs shut and, mercifully, held it back.
"J-just now…?"
"That is what people ordinarily call climax."
A soft rustle. Then a firm grip.
"H-huh…?"
Hearing the explanation, she tried to close her legs again. But sometime without her noticing, they had already been bound perfectly to the chair.
"N-no…"
"It's all right. Climax is a natural response of the body."
Of course climax was a normal reaction to proper stimulation of erogenous zones. But what did it feel like to meet your first orgasm in front of so many people?
"E-even so…! Not in front of this many—"
Squelch♡
Hah…♡
A sharp little breath punched out of her nose as her head tipped back. That was how thoroughly the pleasure had already melted through her.
"N-no…♡♡♡"
She was nearly in tears now.
Hic♡
Not that it mattered—within moments the pleasure dragged her face back into a look thick with lust.
Nngh♡
Close. Far too close.
Tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble♡
Her lower belly was shaking harder and harder. Without fully understanding it, she fought on pure instinct to protect her dignity. But the time to set that dignity down was drawing near.
A little more time, and Elin was at her limit. She had been capable of climax from the start—she simply refused to go in front of other people. She had held on however she could, but—
Shudder!!!
Even that was failing her now. So she tried at least not to be conscious of their eyes—
I can't…♡
The harder she tried, the more her gaze stuck to the crowd.
Everyone……♡
They were staring straight at her. The earlier noise of the hall had died away; the only sound left was the wet noise of the slick dripping from her pussy. That was how completely everyone was fixed on her climax.
Everyone is watching…♡
Even so, the maid only worked Elin's pussy harder.
In front of all of them…♡ And it's my first time……♡♡♡
Twitch!?
"…Huh?"
No. Something was really, violently coming.
"W-wait, something's…. Something's coming……♡"
"Yes. That's pleasure. It looks like you're about to climax."
"No♡ No, stop…♡"
But for once the maid was not obeying her young lady's orders.
"No-no-no……"
There were people right in front of her. And she was supposed to just… go like this, alone?
"No♡ I really can't…♡"
Squelch♡ Squelch♡
Maids long accustomed to handling noblewomen stimulated her with practiced skill. The dizziness of shame was giving way to a worse confusion of pure pleasure.
"It's all right."
At the very least… if she couldn't stop the climax—!
"P-please don't look, everyone! T-the time or whatever—the maids will tell you later♡"
She tried begging them not to watch.
"……"
No one so much as reacted. They simply waited for the moment of her orgasm.
"Ugh♡ Nngh-hhh…♡♡♡"
She was done.
"I'm♡ going…♡"
Ssssssshhhh♡♡♡
The first climax of pleasure in her life.
Ssssssshhhhhhhh♡♡♡♡♡
In front of everyone, she sprayed in a spectacular fountain.
"Hic♡ Heuh…♡"
And yet the climax itself felt good.
—For a first time, her sensitivity isn't that bad, is it?
—It's been a while since I've seen one this completely undeveloped. Hard to say.
And now the people were chatting about the orgasm she had just given them. It was over.
…Or so she thought.
Trickle-trickle-trickle♡
"Huh? Did she just wet herself?"
"She held it so long her lower body gave out."
She had tried to hold back from going in front of others. Instead she had not only shown them the climax she never wanted them to see—she had wet herself on top of it.
"Hahaha. Now there's a proper noble young lady."
Someone laughed outright. The quiet banquet hall dissolved into a sea of laughter.
"……"
Face burning scarlet, Elin lowered her head.
"Ugh…"
What met her eyes was the puddle of her own juices and piss. If she lifted her head instead, there were the people watching her the way one watches an entertaining show.
"Ah……♡"
Shiver-shiver-shiver♡
"What, she came again?"
"She goes easier than I expected."
An aftershock climax burst out of her at a completely unexpected moment.
"……"
Exhausted now, Elin let her body sag against the chair, and her gaze found one place in particular. The man who had demanded this of her.
You……♡
Just a little—just enough—she focused and glared. But the man only wore a faintly wicked smile as he spoke.
A petty little revenge.
And with that petty revenge, she had been made a spectacle.
And so that day she wanted to forget passed, and today arrived.
"Good morning, Lady Elin."
"Yes."
She was back in uniform, the badge that symbolized the enormous authority of an Imperial Inspector hanging at her breast.
"Senior, could you check this over once for me?"
"That one still needs additional verification beyond what you've already confirmed."
A capable inspector. A treasure to the Inspection Bureau—but—
"It's a shame we have to settle her affairs now…"
—now that treasure was about to be taken from them by marriage, claimed by a husband.
The Inspector General. In a certain light, one of the handful of true powers in the Empire. Naturally, he was a noble.
"Ah—and I stopped by yesterday and saw your little performance."
"Ah… excuse me???"
"Hahaha. Why so shocked? Of course I would."
As he spoke he took the report from her final assignment, approved it without so much as a check, and passed it to the secretary beside him.
"Still, unexpected. Thanks to that, your house won't have to worry about anyone questioning whether it has the makings of true nobility."
"Pardon?"
"It's also a stage for showing just how far a woman's pride can be brought down, you see."
With that, the Inspector General handed her a gift.
"So if a woman looks properly humiliated—if she puts on a face she clearly won't be able to lift again afterward—the evaluation runs high. Whether you meant to or not, you put on quite a solid showing."
That was a solid showing?
She could not understand noble society. She had pissed herself through her first climax. Was there anything worse than that?
"Anyway. This is goodbye."
"Yes."
"…If I were only younger, I'd have taken you myself and put you to good use."
"I'm grateful for the kind words."
"I'm not just being polite~"
He was the easygoing sort. …At least, that was how he appeared.
"And from here on is what matters for a noble young lady."
"Pardon?"
"Just because the marriage market is over doesn't mean the man you want simply comes and collects you. The final choice is yours."
Whom she would choose. In a way, it might be the last moment a noble young lady got to voice an opinion of her own.
"You need to take it seriously. Every house has different training methods, and every husband's temperament is different."
"Is that so…"
"It is."
Elin hesitated, then spoke.
"Th-then, perhaps—"
"I already gave it to you."
"Pardon?"
"Open the list."
Inside was a document file that practically radiated power.
"We haven't formally opened investigations on any of them yet, but you can still see where the big money is going."
"Yes…"
"Your husband candidates—and their houses—will almost certainly be in there."
In short: cross-check the list of husband candidates against this one. And, as if to make sure she took it to heart, he added:
"Money business isn't always a window into character—but you'd still rather have an honest man, wouldn't you?"
"…Do nobles like that even exist?"
"Hmm……"
No comment.
"You're a noble yourself now, all right?"
"Yes. Still—thank you for the list."
"You're sharp. You'll manage."
And with that, she left the Inspection Bureau. Her colleagues were waiting at the entrance.
"Senior—are you really leaving?"
"You still haven't finished all the inspector work you wanted to do."
Colleagues who worried for her. Even so—setting that one matter aside—Elin had been satisfied. She let a small smile touch her lips.
"Still. We got the nobility we wanted, didn't we?"
So why is this person on the list?
Cassius Valerius?
The very man she had worked so hard to tear apart as an inspector. Why would someone who had endured that put himself forward as a husband candidate?