Chapter 148: It's Common Sense for a Married Woman to Spurt Breast Milk (1)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 148: It's Common Sense for a Married Woman to Spurt Breast Milk (1)[R-18]
Scribble, scribble—
“Haah... Terras. I love you dearly, but... your tastes are truly difficult for me to understand.”
Having modified the contract as I requested, Valentine stamped it with her seal.
“...I’m sorry, Valentine.”
“Do not apologize. I did not say it because I wanted an apology. And do not worry; since I have come this far, I have no intention of backing down now.”
With that, Valentine handed the contract to me.
“I have changed the term from ‘Husband’ to ‘Terras’ as per your conditions. Will this suffice?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“Tsk. Then follow me.”
“What? Are we doing this right now?”
“Indeed. As far as I am concerned, I would like to get this over with as soon as possible so that you may leave. Surely you did not come here unprepared?”
“It’s not that, but...”
Of course, I couldn't show up to see Her Imperial Highness looking like a mess, so I had groomed myself as much as possible...
Still, I didn't expect to engage in such an act while the sun was still high in the sky.
“Hmph, you are lucky. Had you been unprepared, I could have had you thrown out for insulting the Imperial Princess.”
“Haha, Valentine, don't be so harsh. I’m sorry, Ian. Please understand that she’s a bit sensitive given the circumstances.”
“Yes, I understand. This is also part of the job, after all.”
“Terras. Do not be too kind to that man. This is merely a game I have prepared for you. He is nothing more than a simple tool.”
Speaking with a cold expression, Valentine seemed to be reminding herself over and over that this was not ‘sex,’ but merely ‘masturbation’ using a tool.
Click, clack— click, clack—
“You are a lucky fellow. This is a secret space, little known even within the Imperial Palace.”
Following behind Valentine, we walked down a long hallway until two doors came into view.
The doors looked identical, but the handles were divided into red and blue.
“This way. Enter.”
Stepping into the room with the red handle, I saw a mirror that took up an entire wall and a bed placed in front of it.
“You shall engage in the act with me here.”
“...In here?”
“Indeed. Do you have some grievance?”
“It’s not that... but there’s nothing in this room but a bed.”
It was as if the room had been created for sex; there truly was nothing else inside. It made me wonder where Terras would be watching the proceedings from.
“Ah, I’ll explain that. Ian, follow me.”
“Yes, Lord Terras.”
Following Terras into the room with the blue handle, I was met with a fascinating sight.
“...Lord Terras, what is this?”
“Naturally, you are surprised. I wonder if I made the same face when I first entered this room?”
Through a glass window, I could see Valentine sitting on the bed with her arms crossed, looking displeased.
“As you may have guessed, this wall is a magic tool with a minor but special ability. One can hear the sounds and see the sights from the other side, but from that side, it appears to be an ordinary mirror.”
“....”
I was momentarily speechless at Terras’s explanation.
He built a new room and made a dedicated magic tool just to watch his own wife get fucked?
Terras was far more dedicated to NTS than I had imagined.
“Looking at your face, I think I can guess what you’re thinking, but you’ve got it wrong. I didn't build this; this room has been in the Imperial Palace since long ago.”
“Ah, I see.”
Now that I looked closer, the room was indeed kept clean, but it bore the faint traces of time.
That’s a relief. He’s not quite that crazy. ...Wait, isn't that an even bigger problem?
If this room was truly built for the purpose I suspected...
It meant that NTS was not just a deviance for Terras and Valentine, but something closer to a tradition passed down through the Imperial family.
What kind of place is this Empire...
I felt a darkness within the Imperial family as deep as the traces of time etched into the room.
“I don't doubt your skills, but it will likely be more comfortable for you if you cannot see me.”
“...Thank you. However, you mentioned earlier that sounds from this room cannot be heard on the other side. In that case, how will I know when I should stop?”
“No need to worry. Do you see that handle in the corner of the mirror? It’s a door connected to the other room. If I wish for you to stop, I will open the door. You may stop then.”
“Understood, Lord Terras.”
“Ah, one last thing before we begin. To you, I may seem to have a twisted fetish...”
“....”
“But that does not mean I do not love Valentine. On the contrary, it is because I trust that her heart will never change, no matter what pleasure she feels, that I am able to do this.”
I couldn't understand the logic of entrusting one's wife to another man in the first place, but I couldn't exactly say that to his face.
“...I will keep that in mind.”
“Good. Then, with the exception of kissing and raw sex, you may use ‘any method’ you wish. Please, satisfy Valentine.”
“I will do my best.”
*
At the same time, inside the room with the red handle.
Valentine, who had been waiting while soothing her anxiety, heard the sound of the door opening.
“You are late.”
“My apologies. I had a few things to confirm.”
“What were you doing, not preparing beforehand? Ha... never mind. More importantly, I have something to say before we begin. Sit beside me for a moment.”
Glance—
Conscious of Terras, who would be behind the mirror, Valentine whispered softly into Ian’s ear.
“I shall tell you now. I have a constitution that does not allow me to feel sexual pleasure. Therefore, no matter what you do, it will be of no use.”
“....?”
“What is with that expression?”
“It’s nothing.”
“However, if I remain as still as a stone, Terras will not be pleased. Therefore... I shall do my best to act.”
“Understood. But why are you telling me this?”
“Hmph, is it not obvious? I do not want you to get ahead of yourself, mistakenly believing that you have made me feel something. The one I wish to please is not you, but my husband.”
Valentine gave a light snort.
Normally, Valentine treated everyone with a kindness that almost seemed unfitting for her status as a Princess, but for some reason, only sharp words—words even she found difficult to understand—came out when speaking to Ian.
“Now then, let us see what tricks you have.”
“....”
Grip!
The moment she gave her permission, Ian reached out without a hint of hesitation and squeezed Valentine’s breast.
“...Ngh?!♥”
Startled by Ian’s sudden touch, Valentine momentarily flinched and tried to pull away, but she endured it for Terras’s sake.
Squeeze, squeeze—
“Ugh...! ...Can you not... touch me... a bit more gently? It... hurts quite a bit....”
“Don't worry. It’ll feel good soon. More importantly, they’re surprisingly soft. Is it because you’re a Princess who has grown up eating only the finest things? I envy Lord Terras, being able to touch such vulgar breasts every day.”
“Y-you... you are a mere tool... how dare you speak to me in such a manner...!”
Valentine tried to issue a warning at the mention of Terras, but...
“Haa-ah?!♥”
The moment Ian’s finger brushed against Valentine’s areola, a moan escaped her lips.
“...Ah?”
A look of sheer bewilderment was etched onto Valentine’s face as she gasped for air.
This moan hadn't been ‘acting’; it was the first time Valentine had ever let out such a natural sound.
“It’s alright. Didn't I tell you? It’ll feel good soon. And it’s only natural to moan when it feels good.”
“D-do not misunderstand! I did not feel good. I was merely a little surprised!”
As Valentine protested, he whispered softly into her ear.
“Is it alright for you to say that, Your Highness? Didn't you say you were going to ‘act’ like you were feeling it for Lord Terras’s sake?”
“...Kh-ugh..! ...You...!! ...Do as you please!”
“Yes, then I’ll continue to do as I please.”
Squeeze!
“...Ngh..!♥ ..Haah... you truly... know... no... restraint..♥ Ngh!”
Valentine looked down at Ian’s hands, which were kneading her breasts as roughly as if they were clay.
His hands, which were certainly larger and coarser than Terras’s, had thick veins bulging from the sheer force he was applying.
Grip!
“...Ngh-ugh..!♥ ..Ah!... Ha..! ..Ugh!♥ ...Haa-ah...!♥”
It was a touch far too violent and disrespectful to be called the foreplay of a Princess.
Yet, that touch was providing Valentine with an intense stimulation she had never felt in her relationship with Terras.
W-why?
Valentine’s breathing grew ragged, and her eyes trembled violently.
She hadn't expected this—to let out real moans that weren't an act.
That wasn't all.
As Ian’s touch grew bolder, a sensation as if long-suppressed instincts were awakening swirled within Valentine’s chest.
“Ha...! ...Ngh..♥ Haa!... Y-you...♥”
“Then, I’ll start taking these off.”
“W-what?... T-taking them off?”
“How can we engage in the act without taking them off?”
The thought that she shouldn't let him undress her filled her mind, but as Ian said, they couldn't proceed otherwise.
Slide— slip—
While Valentine hesitated, Ian had already skillfully stripped her of her clothes.
“Oh, I expected as much, but your nipples are standing tall. You must have been quite disappointed that I hadn't touched them yet.”
“Do not get ahead of yourself! T-this is merely a physiological phenomenon! It would be the same for anyone, not just you...”
Flick!
“...Ngh-heee-eek?!♥♥”
That was when Ian stimulated her nipple for the first time.
And he didn't do it by pulling or pinching as Valentine had expected, but by flicking it.
“Making such a cute sound... you must really enjoy having your nipples tormented.”
“Ha...♥ Ngh... hugh♥ ...How dare... y-you♥ ...to me...!♥ Do something so vulgar...!♥”
Valentine’s breathing became labored, her emotions a complex tangle of pleasure and shame.
She tried to keep her chin up, acting noble, but her disheveled silver hair and flushed lips laid her true feelings bare.
“Oh? If you’re feeling it while being subjected to something so vulgar, does that mean Your Highness is a vulgar woman?”
“Ngh-ugh...!♥ ...You... are you... mocking... me now?.. I told you, I did not feel..! Ngh-eek!♥”
Valentine bit her lower lip, trying to stifle her moans, but it was a futile resistance.
As Ian began to stimulate her nipples in earnest, moans flowed incessantly from Valentine’s mouth.
“...Oh-ugh!♥ W-wait... a moment..!♥ ...Ha-ah...!♥ ...A mere... male escort..♥ To a woman’s... n-nipples!... You should know... not to... p-pull... so hard! Ngh-ugh!♥ ...If you... p-pull like that... my n-nipples...!!♥ ...They will... f-fall... off..!♥”
“Trying to climax just from your nipples while being touched by a man you’ve just met... You have a talent for being a prostitute, Your Highness. Or perhaps a talent for being a dairy cow?”
“Y-you..! ..I have been patient, but... you keep... crossing the line...!! Who do you think... you are speaking to... Oh-ugh-ugh!?!♥”
At Ian’s words, Valentine tried to end the situation by feigning genuine anger, but...
“Ha.. hugh..♥ Ngh!... W-wait!...♥ I said... wait!♥ ..I said!♥ .....Ngh-ugh!♥ ...An order!...♥ ..This is an order.. S-stop..!♥”
The waves of pleasure Ian provided grew ever stronger, and Valentine finally shook helplessly like a small boat before a massive wave that threatened to swallow her whole.
“Have you forgotten already? We changed the contract conditions. I won't stop unless Lord Terras tells me to.”
“Ngh-ugh...!♥ ...I... I understand...!♥ ..T-Terras!♥ ...Ngh...!♥ ...Y-you are... listening, right?... S-stop him♥ ...Just... just for a moment!♥”
Valentine spoke while looking at the mirror with pleading eyes, but there was no response.
“...T-Terras?... Why... are you not answering, Terras!.... A-answer me!!”
“Well then, since it seems Lord Terras has given his permission...”
“Ha... hugh..!♥ ...T-that cannot be..!!♥ Ngh-ugh!. Ha-hugh!♥ ..T-Terras... why!♥ ...Ngh-hugh..♥ Ah-ugh.. n-no..!♥”
As Valentine’s panting reached its limit, Ian pulled both of her nipples simultaneously.
Grip!
“────Ngh-heee-eek?!!♥♥♥”
Thump!
Experiencing a ‘climax’ for the very first time in her life, Valentine’s eyes rolled back and her waist arched high...
Pshhh—!
Simultaneously, warm and viscous breast milk spurted from Valentine’s nipples, soaking the back of Ian’s hand.