Chapter 155: The Mapleflower Family Circumstances (2)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 155: The Mapleflower Family Circumstances (2)[R-18]
It was about three days after my first time with Valentine.
"Master Terras and Lady Valentine are looking for you."
Once again, the maid with the striking freckles came to fetch me.
The only difference this time was that our destination wasn't the Secret Reception Room, but a room with a red handle.
...But what are we doing today?
I had spent my time off thinking hard about it, but no matter how much I pondered, it wasn't easy to decide where to draw the line when having sex with the Next Emperor.
"Master Ian."
For some reason, the maid pulled a letter out from between her cleavage instead of her pocket and handed it to me.
"...This is?"
"These are the requests from Master Terras and Lady Valentine. Please review the letter before entering."
Shhh—
...What? They really want me to do this?
The contents of the letter, still warm from her body heat, were quite long, but they could be summarized in two terms.
[Choking, Belly Punch]
I wanted to ask if they were serious, but looking at the maid's expression, she didn't seem to know what was written inside.
Whatever. If it gets too extreme, I'll just stop on my own.
To be honest, if it were the old me, I would have agonized over this for a long time.
But this time, I had the results right in front of me, so there was no need to hesitate.
───
[Sectators]
Name: Valentine Mapleflower
Fetish: Masochist LV MAX, Husband LV MAX, Nipple Torture LV MAX, Adultery LV MAX, Belly Punch LV MAX🔒, Choking LV MAX🔒, Receiving Praise LV MAX, Irresponsible Creampie LV MAX🔒....
───
Behold!
These beautiful Sectators!
The 'Pleasure Corruption' I had worried about was meaningless in the face of 'True Love'!
At this rate, 'Husband' will be in first place soon.
In fact, perhaps because Valentine and Terras had grown closer over the past three days through NTS play, the 'Husband,' who had been in 3rd place, had risen to 2nd place.
Gaining Fate Energy while actually improving a couple's relationship?
It couldn't be more perfect.
Since things have turned out like this, let's make the 'Husband' reach 1st place!
Crack, crack—
I stepped into the room, preparing myself for a wholesome and safe belly punch for the sake of a happy marriage.
At the same time, inside Laplace Mapleflower's room.
"...Kh! ...Ack... Haaah! ...I-Ian-nim... Keck... Ggh... Ch-choke me... harder!! ♥"
Laplace pulled hard on the rope around her neck.
Tighten—!
It was a strength that would have easily suffocated a normal person.
"...Ggh.. Ke!! ..Kahk!.. ♥ Ggh!.. I-It's... not enough!! ..M-More..!! ♥"
However, for Laplace, who was enhanced by the blessing of Judgment, she couldn't be satisfied unless it was this intense.
No, to be honest, even this wasn't enough.
Laplace's Destructive Desire was merely suppressed, not gone.
Ggh...!! Just... a little more!... Hi... huaa!!... A... Aaah... ♥ D-Die... ggh!! N-No... I can't... do any more... than this!!
Zap! Crackle! Zap!
The Halo above her head flickered wildly, and just as it was about to lose its light, Laplace released her grip.
"Haa...! Haa.. Ggh!.. He... Hic!... Ke.. Haa... Ke!... Haa..!"
Barely regaining her breath, Laplace coughed repeatedly as she gathered her senses.
...Haa... Haa... As expected... tools are... dangerous.
Laplace's fingertips trembled slightly.
She felt that if she had applied just a little more strength, she might have been completely 'ruined.'
...But she couldn't help it.
Being by her Dominator's side for the past few days without receiving his grace, she felt like she would go insane if she didn't release her urges like this.
Ha... Haa... No... I can't do more... To break me... or to save me... everything must be according to the Dominator's will...
Every strand of hair, every drop of blood, every shard of bone—her entire body was offered to the Dominator.
Even destroying herself was only possible with the Dominator's permission.
I... I know that... but... Ggh!... Ha!... Ian-nim... I... I want your grace too... ♥
Laplace reached down between her wet legs.
The only freedom allowed to a stupid Onahole was to keep her pussy warm so that the Dominator could use it at any time.
Slide—
Just as Laplace was about to begin her Worship Masturbation in earnest.
Knock, knock—
A knock sounded from the other side of the door.
"Lady Laplace. It's Natalia."
"...."
She was deeply displeased that her time spent worshipping the Dominator was interrupted...
But she couldn't just send her away.
"...Wait a moment."
"Yes, I'll wait."
Laplace untied the masturbation rope from her neck and hid it under the bed. After confirming the rope marks had completely vanished, she deactivated Judgment.
"It's fine. Come in."
"Yes~."
Soon, the door opened, and Natalia entered the room with a broad smile on her face.
"...What is it? It's not time for you to come yet."
"Fufufu... I know. But Master Terras fainted, so I had no choice but to stop."
Natalia's tone and behavior lacked any sense of tension for someone having a private audience with an Imperial Princess.
However, Laplace didn't mind and continued.
"You stopped just because he fainted? Didn't I tell you to be thorough?"
"Oh, of course I was thorough. I didn't stop just because he fainted once. I forcibly woke him up and made him faint over and over again... I only stopped because I thought his life might be in danger if I did any more. I'm a trainer, not a murderer. Ah, may I sit?"
"...."
When Laplace nodded instead of answering, Natalia leaned back against the sofa and spoke.
"As expected of a high-end sofa, it really hugs the body. Fufufut! I've met many men in my time, but to think I'd be training the husband of the Next Emperor. Life is truly worth living long enough to see everything."
"Stop the useless chatter. You weren't caught, were you?"
"Yes, of course. Master Terras completely believed my Lore."
「A livestock-like existence raised by the Imperial Family for generations to be 'used' for pleasure.」
In truth, no such thing existed.
While it was certain that one of the previous Emperors with voyeuristic tendencies had created the Mirror Room...
The Imperial Family had not fallen so far as to raise humans as livestock.
Natalia was merely a Method Actor and Prostitute hired by Laplace.
"...What about Sister Valentine?"
"Lady Valentine is exactly as you expected, Lady Laplace. She was wailing like a beast. By the end, her voice was so hoarse she couldn't even make a sound, just lying there trembling... Fufufu, to see the Next Emperor in such a pathetic state... Ah, my apologies."
"...."
"But well, it's understandable. Even I've never seen a cock like that in my life! I'm surprised every time I see it. How can a human have something like that? Just between us girls, honestly, once you've had that inside you, no other cock will ever satisfy you again."
At Natalia's report praising the Dominator's cock, Laplace smiled faintly.
It's all going according to plan.
Soon, Sister Valentine would escape her fake happiness and realize the Real Happiness of obeying and being dominated by Ian-nim.
Of course, all of this was being carried out under the Dominator's implicit permission.
She had never told the Dominator about this plan, but how could the Omniscient Dominator not predict the actions of someone like her?
...If he didn't like my actions, he surely would have punished me.
But the fact that he let it slide without a word...
It meant he was testing how far she would go for his sake.
Ah...! Ian-nim...!
The answer was simple.
Laplace could do anything.
Herself, of course, but also her Sister Valentine, and if he wished, even her Mother—she could offer them all to Ian.
That didn't mean Laplace didn't love her family.
Laplace certainly loved her family, even if it wasn't as much as her love for the Dominator.
However, since she was born a female, it was certain that being used as Ian-nim's Onahole was a much happier life than any wealth or honor she could enjoy in the Imperial Family...
Laplace could offer up her family without a moment's hesitation.
"But really, who is Master Ian? Looking at his face and his cock, he's clearly no ordinary person... If it's alright, could I have a taste next time? Fuhut... I'm sure I could satisfy Master Ian too..."
"...Natalia."
"Yes~ Lady Laplace?"
Until now, Natalia had been more than relaxed—she had been borderline arrogant.
After all, to work in the Underworld where Natalia belonged, a certain amount of guts was naturally required.
Furthermore, Natalia was quite quick-witted.
Not long after hearing Laplace's story, Natalia had guessed that she was an essential part of the plan.
She figured that as long as she remained useful, she didn't need to fear even an Imperial Princess.
...Wait?
But...
In this moment, Natalia realized.
───Shiver!!!
That she had crossed the 'line.'
"...I can look the other way when you're being arrogant with me."
"Ggh... U-Um... L-Lady... Laplace...?"
Her teeth chattered uncontrollably, and she couldn't stop her body from shaking.
Natalia had crossed the threshold of death many times in her life, but she had never felt this sensation—as if her heart were balanced on the tip of a blade.
"Because I still need you. ...But under no circumstances can someone like you be arrogant toward Ian-nim. Never."
"I-I'm... sorry... I'm sorry... I... I must have... gone crazy for a moment... P-Please..."
Realizing the situation, Natalia quickly knelt on the floor, clasped her hands, and begged for mercy.
Laplace's voice and red eyes were devoid of even a shred of emotion.
Natalia was certain that if she made even the slightest slip of the tongue, she would be torn apart on the spot.
"Don't ever let another evaluation of Ian-nim pass through your vulgar mouth again. The only emotion you are allowed to feel for Ian-nim is awe. Do you understand?"
"H-Ha... Ggh... Yes... Yes... I-I'm sorry... I-I'll never do it again... P-Please forgive me... Ggh..."
Blink—
Laplace slowly closed and opened her eyes, then spoke in a low voice.
"...Then get out of here right now, you slut. Before I kill you."
"H-Hieeeek... Y-Yes!!"
As soon as Laplace finished speaking, Natalia bolted out of the room.
Slam!
"Sigh..."
After staring at the firmly closed door for a long while, Laplace let out a long sigh as if suppressing her anger and pulled out a photo of Ian.
And then...
Grip!! Squish! Squish!
"Ah..! ♥ Ggh-hic!...!. Huaa ♥... Ggh...! S-Sister..! ♥ H-Hurry!... Keck!.. T-This way..! ♥.. Ggh.. Keck..! ♥"
She began her Worship Masturbation, imagining herself being 'used' by the Dominator alongside her sister.