Forced Chastity *** Early Morning. Sylvia Stood Before Cloud's Door with Her Hood Drawn Low
Cloud had sneaked out of the castle under the excuse of an outing, even though he was supposed to be inside. Before she could open the door, Felipe appeared behind her in full tight black tights and a hood, dressed like a hidden assassin. She dropped to one knee, head bowed low.
“What brings you here without a word?”
“Nothing special. Just happened to have some free time and came to visit. Is Cloud inside?”
“Yes, my lady. He went to the temple for prayers after morning service, then returned straight to the inn. Since then he has been inside his room and hasn’t come out.”
“Praying to the Goddess? How thoughtful. And surprisingly unlike Cloud.”
Sylvia couldn’t help smiling as she pictured her husband changing. It was almost endearing.
“Understood. You may go.”
Felipe hesitated, still kneeling. “Do you plan to stay long…?”
“Whatever I do in this room is none of your concern. Your duty is surveillance and reporting, nothing more.”
“Y-yes, I’m sorry. I overstepped…”
Felipe’s cheeks flushed red as she vanished instantly. Sylvia quietly unlocked the door with the key Cloud had given her and slipped inside, peeking in. Cloud was sound asleep on the bed.
“Already asleep? …How disappointing.”
She closed the door, walked over, and plopped down on the edge of the bed. “I came all the way here on purpose to give you the reward you like, but you’re already snoring…”
That afternoon Sylvia had heard from Felipe that Cloud had just enlisted. She had been thrilled. He was keeping his promise to her, and this reward was her way of saying thank you…
“Wake up! Wake up, Cloud!”
“Kuu… mmm… huh?”
She shook and shouted, but Cloud didn’t budge. Sylvia grew furious. “The lord’s daughter of the city comes to see you, yet you’re sleeping like a slob! You bad boy!”
Frustrated, she tried every trick. “Wake up! Please wake up! There are things I still want to talk about! Come on, wake up!”
At last Cloud’s eyes fluttered open. “Sylvia…?”
“You finally woke up?”
Sylvia’s face lit up with joy. Cloud mumbled, “I’m still sticky down there so today we’ll just touch your chest and play, Kuu…”
“What nonsense is that?!”
Sylvia suddenly noticed something odd. She narrowed her eyes. “Why would you suddenly mention cum? What does ‘cum’ even mean?”
From what she knew, Cloud normally had a vivid imagination. Maybe he had met another woman today? The thought made her tilt her head. “I kept Felipe glued to you all day. How could you have met anyone? Even special-trained assassins couldn’t hide their eyes.”
She rubbed her chin, eyes narrowing further. “Could it be the temple? The temple is sacred ground; Felipe couldn’t have sneaked in. Plus she’s a devout Yorganism believer. Under the mistaken belief that public authority can’t enter holy places, she probably refrained from tailing him. So not the temple…”
But she quickly dismissed the idea. “No matter how shameless Cloud is, he wouldn’t do that even in the Goddess’s temple. Besides, the priestesses stay there all the time, watching everywhere. It’s impossible.”
“Then the only other place left in this room…”
The thought made Sylvia’s heart race. She grabbed the blanket Cloud had kicked off and started searching the sheets for any female hair. Before she could find anything, Cloud suddenly pulled the blanket back over himself and began muttering in his sleep. “It’s cold, beautiful Sylvia… Kuu.”
“Who were you sleeping with here?”
“I didn’t sleep with anyone… mmm…”
“Then why did you say you came?”
“It disappears the moment I see you, Sylvia.”
“It disappears the moment I see you?”
“Yeah… because I was horny. Kuu…”
“Pfft!” A laugh burst from Sylvia’s lips. “Hehe… so that’s what you were dreaming about?”
The suspicion vanished. Sylvia beamed, her cheeks flushing with shy delight. Cloud was dreaming of her even in his sleep. She leaned down and pressed a quick kiss on his forehead. “That’s a clever reward. You’ll get the enlistment medal tomorrow.”
After speaking, she glanced toward the door, changed into her hood, and walked out. From the outside she could see Cloud still asleep on the bed, blissfully unaware. A warm smile spread across her face. “Thank you, sky for letting me marry such a pretty man, sleepyhead.”
***
In the capital, the lord was always careful about gathering troops. Such movements could easily be mistaken for rebellion. Right now the Valua army was twice its normal size. To avoid suspicion, Lord Aaron had already explained the witch-hunt preparations to neighboring lords and formally reported to the king, requesting permission in advance. King Lothyia, ever merciful, approved the recruitment after considering the hardships the citizens would face due to the witch hunts, and had sent watchers to keep an eye on troop movements.
As a result, Aaron had to obey the watchers’ instructions sometimes, but treating the watcher well was easy since the single report he sent to the king made everything smoother. With that background cleared, Cloud was now about to begin his life as a soldier. Today was Monday—the day of enlistment.
Cloud had decided to arrive at the drill ground early, so he woke at dawn. All morning Sophia and Cecil stared at him with worried eyes, knowing he would be locked away in the military district for the next eight weeks of basic training. After receiving the lively goodbyes of the two crying daughters, he strode out of the inn with a determined heart.
The drill ground in the early morning mist was already full of people—around two hundred. Cloud searched everywhere for Vivian, wanting to greet her, but she wasn’t there. When he asked a passing instructor, he learned the priestess gathering was at another location. After the simple, awkward enlistment ceremony, the instructors divided the new recruits into groups of twenty and marched them away.
Cloud, walking stiffly behind the person in front, spotted a red-haired girl who had been complaining about the lack of a physical exam during last week’s entrance paperwork. “Lucy, right? You ended up in the medical corps, huh?”
He chuckled, but the smile died quickly. The next drill ground was filled with outdoor tents pitched in neat rows. Watching that made reality sink in. From now on he would share tents with his comrades, and for the next eight weeks he would be locked inside a training camp. Even the simplest thing—like jerking off—would become impossible. ‘Eight weeks of forced celibacy! Eight weeks of forced celibacy!’
There were plenty of women among the recruits. No matter how many times he tried to look away during training, his gaze kept drifting to the hips in those tight military pants. The urge to bend them over and pound them became unbearable. The desire to relieve stress with his own hand grew so intense it felt like it would explode. But in a camp of over two hundred people, there was no private place to satisfy it. The only place they had was the outdoor latrine—fully exposed, with just a single board hiding the bottom half. Dynamic up-and-down movements were impossible; everyone could see. All they could do was frantically wave their hands back and forth while sitting or standing. Cloud’s head filled with nothing but filthy thoughts. By the fifth day of enlistment his lust was so constant that his eyes were always bloodshot from lack of sleep, and his spirit was slowly fading. “Hehe, hehehe. Look over there—the ghost. It’s watching us from under the tree.”
A week into enlistment, he started talking nonsense about seeing ghosts in broad daylight. The three roommates sharing his tent feared him and avoided sleeping with him. His self-pleasure was so frequent and desperate that he kept failing every written and practical test. Yet his skin grew whiter and softer, his body filled with unexpected vitality. Finally, on the tenth day, his mind began to clear. Starting from the fourteenth day he ran laps around the drill ground every evening after free time, until his legs gave out. He had no choice; it was the only way to exhaust his lust. Exhaustion at night meant deep sleep. And the more he ran, the fitter and more handsome he became. The extra fat melted away, making his movements sharper, his confidence sky-high. Looking at the changed body, he felt strangely proud. The energy radiating from him was far beyond what healthy bodies usually had. It seemed the saying “A healthy body houses a healthy mind” was true after all.