Chapter 161: The Mapleflower Family Circumstances (8)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 161: The Mapleflower Family Circumstances (8)[R-18]
Schluuuck—!
“...Oh!?...♥ Haaah!!?♥”
The sudden sense of loss as her husband’s cock slid out of her pussy snapped Valentine back to her senses.
“What are you doing? If your eyes are open, start cleaning.”
“Haa♥... Ye-yes...♥ I will... clean it... with my mouth-pussy.♥”
A thick scent wafted from the cock thrust before her eyes, smeared with a mixture of semen and love juice.
Yet, Valentine didn’t feel the slightest bit of disgust.
Rather, she was simply marvelling at her husband’s cock, which hadn’t wilted in the slightest despite having sown so much seed.
—Lick
She stuck her tongue out as far as possible so her husband could see it clearly, slowly sweeping it up from the wrinkles of his testicles.
Slurp— Slurp—
As she cleaned his cock, she shifted her gaze slightly to the side. Through the mirror, she could see Terras and Natalia engaged in their own affair.
—Ha... Haa! ...Na... Natalia...! I... I think I’m gonna... cum...!
—Hold it! If you cum now, I’ll crush your balls!
Natalia, mounted atop Terras, was swinging her hips as hard as she could in her own way, but...
‘Ha...’
To Valentine, who had already become accustomed to sex with her husband, what they were doing was a joke that could hardly be called sex.
Of course, when she first saw their relationship, her heart had nearly crumbled with loathing and resentment.
But thankfully, her husband had thrust his cock into her again and again...
Truly, he had hammered her so many times without giving her a moment to drown in despair that her feelings for Terras had been completely purged.
“Slurp♥... Hngh...♥ Lick... Haaa...♥”
...Well, wasn't it obvious?
No one feels hatred toward an earthworm when comparing it to a dragon.
That was the extent of the gap that existed between her husband and Terras.
Even comparing the two was a sin against her husband.
The only reason she was even watching Terras through the mirror now was because her husband desired it.
Slither— Slither—
As she diligently cleaned his cock, her husband, to her overwhelming emotion, stroked her head and spoke.
“Tomorrow, I’m going to fuck Laplace in the ‘ Couple's Bedroom ,’ so have her ready.”
“...Ha♥... Haa♥... Yes... Husband..♥... I will prepare Laplace... so you can consume her immediately.♥”
The next day, Valentine’s bedroom.
“Hmm... Perhaps it’s because you brewed it, Sister, but this tea tastes wonderful.”
“Fufu... I’m glad to hear that. Would you like another cup?”
“Yes, Sister. Thank you.”
Valentine wore a faint smile as she watched Laplace sip her tea again.
“It’s nice.”
“Pardon?”
“I said it feels good for us sisters to be together like this.”
“Ah... I like it too. To think you would call for me like this, Sister...”
“Fufu... I’m sorry. I feel very regretful that I haven’t been able to spend time with you because I’ve been so busy with various affairs.”
“N-no, not at all. I am simply grateful that you called for me.”
“Enough. We are sisters; is there a need for such formality? Speak comfortably, like you used to.”
“Like I used to...?”
“Yes, like the old days.”
“...Then... okay, Sister.”
Seeing Laplace blush as if embarrassed, the thing called ‘conscience’ remaining in a corner of Valentine's heart almost woke up, but...
‘Hng...♥ Huaa.. No♥... I’ll... break♥... My... my pussy is really... going to break!.!♥... Khiii!?♥’
Tremble—
It was impossible for a female whose pleasure had been engraved by her husband’s cock to defy a command because of something like a conscience.
‘Ye-yes... Laplace... you’ll be happy too. Since you’re a female, it’s something you’ll have to experience eventually anyway. Besides, you won’t find a male as superior as my husband even if you searched the whole world.’
「Look, Sister! Soft skin and large mounds of fat that are useless in battle! A uterus that gets pregnant if you forcibly pour semen into it, no matter how much it resists! A body that goes into heat on its own when it sees a superior male! Just looking at this, it’s certain that females are inferior beings from birth, existing only to be dominated by males!」
No, in the first place, Laplace was a wise child who had realized the raison d'être of a female far earlier than she had.
She might resist at first, but once she was ‘used’ a few times by her husband, she would quickly realize what happiness was.
‘If only I had validated Laplace back then...’
Would she have realized the happiness of being used and dominated by a superior male even sooner?
‘Mmm, no... It’s enough that she’s meeting my husband now.’
In fact, it might be lucky that she was realizing the happiness of a female late, as she could now offer everything she had built up until now to her husband.
“Yawn.... Ah... I’m... sor...ry.... Sis...ter.”
Was the ‘Sleepwort Concentrate’ mixed into Laplace’s tea finally taking effect?
As if unable to bear the weight of her eyelids, Laplace began to nod off, yawning.
“Fufu... No, what is there to be sorry for? Rather, seeing you yawn, you look very tired.”
“...Mm... Suddenly... I’m so... sleep...”
“It’s alright. Don’t worry. I’ll be by your side, so don’t think about anything and just fall asleep.”
“...Yawn... Okay... Sister... thank... you...”
As Valentine stroked the hair of the defenselessly sleeping Laplace, her eyes held a strange mixture of ecstasy and sorrow.
It was a bizarre sensation, as if she were destroying something precious with her own hands, yet trying to fill a void through that very destruction.
However, there was no time to be soaked in such sentimental feelings.
Her husband would soon arrive to ravage Laplace.
After carefully moving the sleeping Laplace from the sofa to the bed, she waited, kneeling before the door...
Click—
Her husband opened the door and entered.
Thud—! Thud—!
Laplace, her clothes half-torn, was being fucked by Ian while Valentine held her legs wide apart.
“──Khiiiik?!♥♥... Gyah!♥... Kyahk..!... Keugh..!♥”
Every time the Dominator thrust his hips, a beast-like cry burst from her mouth.
Perhaps it was because of the satisfaction of having the older sister sell out her own younger sibling?
The Dominator was using her pussy far more violently than usual.
“You fucking bitch. Keep your legs open properly.”
“Ye-yes... I’m sorry...”
Squeeze—!
Hearing the Dominator’s reprimand, the older sister tightened her grip on the legs she was holding and whispered softly.
“...I’m sorry for tricking you, Laplace... but it’ll feel good soon.”
“Ah... Aaah♥... Keuk!♥.... Huaa..!..♥ Sis...ter...!”
Shiver—
Laplace had always been superior to Valentine since they were children.
It wasn't that Valentine lacked talent or effort.
It was the difference between a prodigy and a genius.
Laplace was simply too exceptional.
However, from the moment they were born, the successor to the throne was decided, and Laplace’s brilliant talent was destined to be used as a sword to protect Valentine.
She had lost the throne simply because of the order of her birth.
It was a situation where one might feel that way, but Laplace accepted it as a matter of course.
That was just how life was.
If one considered birth order and bloodline as part of one's innate talent, there was nothing to feel particularly wronged about.
But...
Laplace, who was in a position to have everything except the throne, always felt empty.
That emptiness only grew larger day by day, to the point where she almost mistook it for ‘greed for the throne,’ but...
[Author: Sa'anagi■]
[Magical Girl Urara Episode 74][14]
Thump-thump—!
After meeting Sa'anagi-sensei, Laplace’s eyes were opened.
This endless emptiness wasn't because of greed for the throne!
It was an emptiness she felt simply because she lacked a ‘ Dominator ’ who would thoroughly destroy and rule over her!
Laplace had shared the truth she realized with her sister, but...
‘Stop! Can’t you see the relationship between Terras and me? That’s not how men and women are. They... love and respect each other. I’ll pretend I didn't hear what you said today, so don’t ever let it out of your mouth again.’
Her sister had rejected her, saying such thoughts were wrong.
But...
What on earth was Sister Valentine, who had preached the greatness of love so fervently, doing right now?
“Ah...! Ah...! La, Laplace...”
In just a few days of being ravaged by the Dominator, she had betrayed her husband, betrayed the Empire, and betrayed her family.
Thwack—!
“...Do-don’t! St-stop!!♥... Oh, ohh!!... N-no!♥.. Ah.. Aaat!. Ha.. Huaat..!♥.. Keugh!..♥ Keuk!!.. Hngh.... Ugh!.... Khiiiik!.♥. Ugh!.. Si-sister.. it’s.. it’s coming again...!♥”
Looking at Valentine’s face—which showed not sadness or self-loathing, but jealousy and impatience as she watched her sister being raped—Laplace realized.
‘Ah...♥’
She thought she had offered Sister Valentine to the Dominator all for her sister’s sake...
But she was mistaken.
Deep in Laplace’s heart, she had always viewed her sister as a rival.
However, the object of that competition wasn't the ‘ throne ,’ but the ‘ male .’
After all, it was only natural for a female to view another female, who was as beautiful as herself and possessed a bloodline even nobler than her own, as a rival.
Therefore...
“...St-stop! Ah.. Keugh..!.. This..!!..♥ This.. is weird!!.. Si-sister..! Huaaaat!!♥... Uuugh!?♥... Hiik..!.. Keugh..!♥.. Sa.. save me!... Sister..!.. Help me!!..♥♥ Huaaaah!!!!♥”
“Shut your mouth! And tighten your pussy more!”
“Kehuugh?!♥...! Keuk..!♥ Ke... ah.. giiik!♥... Ugiigiik?!... I’m... I’m dying!... I’m gonna die!!♥”
Grip!
Laplace was so incredibly happy in this situation, being used by the Dominator right before her sister’s eyes.
A sense of superiority, as if she had been chosen by the world’s most superior male as a female even more excellent than her sister, dominated her entire body.
‘Ha...♥ Huaa... Ah♥!... It’s not Sister..!♥... It’s me...♥ I’m the one who♥... realized it first!♥ I, I was right!♥’
I am the female most favored by the Dominator.
Compared to me, my sister was blinded by a false love and offered even her virginity to another man...
Yes, she was, so to speak, ‘ used goods .’
The moment she realized that a massive, unbridgeable gap existed between herself and Valentine.
Thud—!
“Hiiigh?!♥!... Ohh..!... Ohh!!.. Keuk!..!! Ha.. Haat!..♥ Khiiiiiiit!?!♥”
Along with the sensation of her uterus being crushed, Laplace’s consciousness faded away.