The Valteron Training Method - 1
And so I returned home.
Which meant it was time for bride training.
"Is everyone assembled?"
And for that training, there was one crucial woman.
The maid who followed Carna from Valteron.
The only person who truly understood the Valteron family's methods of conditioning stood right before me.
"Allow me to reintroduce myself properly. I am Ria. Having served the Valteron family since I was a child, I will now instruct you in the method."
In this room, she would take the role of instructor.
"First, there are a few points of correction I must address before we proceed."
"Is there really that much to correct?"
"Yes. Starting with you, Young Master."
And with that, she pointed straight at my former teacher.
"Young Master, you are still addressing your wife as 'Teacher.'"
"Well, that's what I'm used to… why?"
"From the moment you became husband and wife, you must regard all prior relationships as void."
Her tone was clinical, yet it carried the unmistakable weight of absolute wrongness.
"Even if that much is unavoidable, the formal speech is completely unacceptable. Anywhere else, even with an intact family name, every sort of ugly rumor would already be circulating."
She was explaining the most basic common sense of the capital—in a thoroughly unyielding tone.
"Furthermore, the fact that you have performed no conditioning whatsoever outside of intercourse is also a problem. The moment you set foot in the capital, people will say your family has been swallowed whole by the wife."
"…Fine. I understand."
"I am grateful you take it to heart."
The maid turned her head.
Now it was Carna's turn.
"……"
Her demeanor grew markedly colder.
"Miss, remove your clothes. Right where you stand."
"Huh?"
"Is that not the obvious course? It is hardly cold, so why are you wearing garments that will only get in the way?"
The maid's presence was overwhelming.
"Have you ever once seen a wife of the Valteron family clothed without permission?"
"But still……"
In the end, she buckled under that force of will.
Shrrk.
She stripped at once. Piece by piece she set aside her distinctive light armor, the pieces that always gave her that effortless mobility, and laid them down one after another.
Thump.
Clink…
Just like that, she was naked.
"And kneel. There is still a great deal more to address."
Then she seemed to remember my presence a beat too late.
"Forgive me, but if you would step out for a moment, I will offer her a few words of counsel."
Counsel?
"Well, fine."
Whether it was proper for a maid to eject the heir of the house was debatable, but this was my ignorance speaking. I had no expertise in any of this.
I closed the door behind me and left.
Listening in, though—that should be fine, right?
I pressed my ear to the door.
—What exactly do you think you are doing, Miss?
—Having managed the difficult feat of marriage, the very first thing you should have done was prostrate yourself before your husband. As it stands, it looks as though you are simply using an uninformed husband to live as you please.
—And in the end you did nothing at all until I spoke. I am disappointed.
—Even if you claim you no longer have ties to the Valteron family, this is still treating the Valteron name with contempt.
Brutal.
It felt exactly like watching the strict private tutor of some ordinary noble household. Except that the subject matter was… rather different from what a tutor usually taught.
She kept scolding her over one point after another.
Terrifying.
Carna's blank expression already had a ghostly quality to it, but apparently there were ghosts that outranked even that ghost.
Creeeak.
"You may come in now."
"Right, right."
I had assumed the maid who followed Carna would be devoted to her in the usual sense.
Devoted she was—just not in the way I had imagined.
"That will be enough scolding. We will now begin the training proper."
"Good. Let's get on with it."
Otherwise Teacher—no, Carna—was only going to look more pitiful.
"Very well. I will first explain the Valteron family's training method."
She handed me a slim booklet.
This would be the Valteron code of regulations—the wife-discipline of a military-academy noble house, strict to the bone.
Carna's eyes tracked the book uneasily as it passed into my hands.
Is there something in there?
"Our regulations are simple. Endurance."
"Endurance?"
"Yes. Wives are trained so that they remain in a constant state of heat, yet never act freely on that lust. To that end, we employ a variety of drugs and implements for control and discipline."
The content itself was not long.
"Well now……"
But every short sentence was devastating in its own right.
"All right. Let's start the training right away."
"Yes."
Ria brought over a small container.
"Hic…"
It was a jar of powdered medicine.
That would be the mixture of aphrodisiac and itching agent she used before.
It was clearly the same drug that had made Carna go rigid with dread.
"Ordinarily we blend it into a solution, as I demonstrated previously."
"Right."
"But since this household's standards are stricter, we will use the powder in its pure, unmixed form."
"Wh…?"
A startled sound slipped from Carna before she could stop it.
"Good."
"Wait—"
Ahem.
This was where I had to push forward without hesitation.
"Yes. Then we shall proceed to the next step."
The written instructions alone made it impossible to picture what was coming.
"It will be better to put her into the training posture first, and explain afterward."
She walked straight up to Carna.
"Miss, place your hands behind your back."
"Ah—okay…"
Clack.
Not rope—the solid click of metal locking into place.
"Now, while kneeling, spread your legs."
"Like this…?"
"Yes. Perfect."
Clank-clank.
This time, several devices fastened around her legs, locking them open.
"Try moving for me."
Rattle.
She could not budge an inch.
"Yes. That will do."
After checking the restraints, she set a chair directly in front of her. Carna, bound on the floor, found her face roughly level with the seat.
"Yes, this chair will serve. Try pushing your face into the seat as far as you can manage."
"L-like this…?"
Carna had no idea what the maid intended, and anxiety showed plain on her face. Even so, she did everything she was told.
"Well… it doesn't quite reach…"
With her arms and legs fixed in place, even leaning forward only moved her so far.
"Mm. Resting just against it like that is fine."
Ria, the strict maid of House Valteron, left her former mistress like that without a second glance and walked over to me as if nothing were amiss.
"If it is not too much of an imposition, would you remove your trousers and sit in that chair?"
"Well… sure."
The tone was nothing like the near-command she had used when ordering Teacher to strip.
"You set this up on purpose, didn't you?"
The moment I went to sit, I found Teacher's face positioned squarely in front of my cock. Being bare in front of this woman did not particularly bother me—but putting my cock right in front of someone's face was another matter entirely.
"If it is uncomfortable, I can rearrange things… though I believe this arrangement is the most effective for training."
A polite request.
"Ah, whatever. I don't care."
I sat.
Sitting made the picture even stranger. I had half expected the look of a secretary giving head under a desk, but that was not it either. There was an awkward distance—her mouth did not quite reach my cock.
"Want me to pull the chair closer?"
"No. Please remain exactly as you are."
And what she brought over next was…
That powder.
Carna was already trembling.
"Use that bulk of yours for something useful—no, wait… Carna. Do it."
Casual speech still did not come naturally. I would just have to keep paying attention.
"Now then…"
The maid dropped to her hands and knees and crawled under the chair legs.
"Hm? What are you doing?"
"One moment."
Hngh…♡
Teacher reacted at once.
Don't tell me…?
She had crawled underneath and applied the drug immediately.
"Hhk♡ Haa…♡"
The effect was every bit as strong as expected.
"It itches—it itches…♡"
Carna's expression began to twist with desperate need.
"Haah…♡ Hoo♡"
She tried to blow on herself from sheer itchiness, but all she managed was a useless little puff of air against the chair.
"Grind it—♡ grind-grind♡ let me…♡♡♡"
Already deep in heat, Carna was muttering in a voice thick with lust.
"Yes. I will explain now."
Before I knew it, the maid had emerged again, ready to give her lecture.
"The Valteron family has always prized endurance. But forcing someone to endure while they feel no desire at all would be meaningless, would it not?"
—It itches♡ It itches…♡
She left Carna burning between her legs beneath the chair and continued as if nothing were happening.
"So we deliberately put them into a state of itch and arousal, then leave them there."
"All right, I follow that much—but why am I involved?"
"What fills Carna's field of vision right now?"
Obviously my cock, hovering just shy of her lips.
"My cock, of course."
"Yes. Leave her in this state for a prolonged period, and she will naturally stare at nothing but the Young Master's member the entire time."
And the point of that was…?
"We forcibly associate the constant itch in her cunt, the lust boiling through her body, with the Young Master's cock."
"That actually works?"
"Of course. The Valteron family has practiced this for a very long time."
Fascinating—and extraordinarily cruel—as training methods went.
"By the time this session ends, even seeing the Young Master's cock from a distance will make her cunt ache desperately to be filled."
"Now that I am looking forward to."
A bitch who went into heat at the mere sight of a cock. That sounded excellent. How much torment the bitch would have to endure to get there was another question entirely.
"I will have a tall desk brought in."
Other servants carried one over at once and set it before me.
—It itches♡♡♡
Poor Carna was now relegated to the space under the desk, vanishing completely from view.
"She will have to remain like that for several hours anyway."
The maid produced a deck of cards.
"Sitting through training alone would grow dull for you. Shall we play a card game?"
"Sounds good."
Leave the bride under the desk to stew in her own lust, and play cards with the maid.
I will never fully understand these people.
Still, it had been a long time since I played cards. This might actually be fun.