Chapter 29: Church Sister Blackmail Training (2)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 29: Church Sister Blackmail Training (2)[R-18]
Cr-crack, crunch—
“Ma... Master... whe... where did you go...?”
Yuris muttered to herself, gnawing on her thumb.
“Is it... because... it wasn't... a pussy... photo?”
In truth, the reason Yuris hadn't sent a pussy photo wasn't just out of simple shame.
“Ugh... but... my pussy... I can't...”
Her pussy looked completely different from the Director’s she had seen back at the orphanage, or the erotic images PinkDownThereToo■ had shown her.
“...If... Master... thinks... it’s weird... hic...”
Unlike her middle school days, Yuris now knew that men liked big breasts.
Of course, she knew her own breasts were so large they transcended the category of 'big,' and that she was treated like a pseudo-tactical nuke on the Gallery because of them...
Fortunately, Master seemed to like these breasts.
But...
Would Master also like a hairless, light pink pussy that was clamped shut like a clam?
“If... he sees... such a... strange... u-ugly... pussy... and gets... d-disappointed... hic...”
Tears welled up in Yuris’s eyes at the thought that Master might get disappointed and leave her.
“N-no... I... I hate my pussy... hic...”
She knew this self-deprecation wasn't helping, but she couldn't help it.
For the past dozen or so years, Yuris’s body had been a tool that gnawed away at her self-esteem.
In that situation, she had finally met a Master who affirmed her body...
What if even Master thought her pussy was dirty and disgusting?
...She felt like she would loathe herself for the rest of her life.
“Hic... N-no!... Haah... haah... A bitch... doesn't need to think about anything!!... Y-yes... it’s okay... even if I don’t think.... I just... have to listen... to Master’s commands!... That’s all I have to do...!”
She suddenly stood up from where she had been agonizing and shouted.
There was no need to suffer.
It wasn't her choice to make anyway.
As a bitch, she would simply follow her Master’s commands.
That was enough.
I’m sorry I’m late... I uploaded the photos..][83][Edited]
(ㅇㅇ(89.74) A photo of a pen tucked between breasts with 'Master’s Private Tit-Pussy' written on them.jpg)
(A photo of a hairless pussy clamped shut, in contrast to the wide-spread legs.jpg)
I’m sorry I’m late.... I uploaded the bitch’s pussy... Master..
“Hic..... So... please... c-come back... Master...”
After uploading the photos, Yuris posted a comment, holding back the sobs that threatened to burst out.
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: Master... the bitch was wrong...
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: I’ll listen to your commands from now on...
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: Please forgive me... Master...
I had just barely managed to buy the macarons and return home when I saw these notifications.
“...Hmm.”
Imagining Yuris’s tearful face behind the comments made my heart ache, but....
(ㅇㅇ(89.74) A photo of a pen tucked between breasts with 'Master’s Private Tit-Pussy' written on them.jpg)
(A photo of a hairless pussy clamped shut, in contrast to the wide-spread legs.jpg)
[Save], [Save]
Regardless of that, seeing the photos Yuris uploaded caused my testicles—which had been emptied by 36 hours of sex with Evelyn—to rapidly resume production.
“Her pussy is fucking gorgeous too... Isn't this just too selfish?”
If her face, breasts, and pussy are all this beautiful, how are other women supposed to live?
It was a good thing I was used to Evelyn’s appearance, which was equal to or greater than Yuris’s; otherwise, I might have been completely bewitched.
“...Now, what should I do about this?”
My heart wanted to tell her it was a misunderstanding and apologize for being late to comfort her, but...
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Yuris Conquest Strategy: Training power that far exceeds the strategy's expectations!! The more relaxed the Master is, the more anxious the bitch is bound to become! Due to Ian’s neglect play, Yuris is currently in a ‘Highly Anxious’ state!! Right now, there is a high possibility she will follow commands that cross the line to some extent!! Don't miss this opportunity and push the progress forward!!
Tip: The basics of training are the carrot and the stick!! Make good use of Yuris’s fetishes!!
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Looking at the updated strategy, it seemed I shouldn't do that.
Apologizing would mean, in any case, that I had lost my composure as a Master.
‘...Then, is it better to take the direction of forgiving Yuris for being late instead?’
[Spectators]
Name: Yuris Petunia
Title: Divine Power Vessel■, Next Saintess Candidate, Pseudo-tactical Nuke.
Fetishes: Exhibitionism LV 4, Obedience LV 4, Shame LV 3, Sex Slave LV 3, Body Graffiti LV 3, Blackmail LV 2...
Mating Count: 0 times ▶ Click to learn more!
Vaginal Mating: 0 times
Anal Mating: 0 times
Oral Mating: 0 times
Masturbation Count: 1 time > 2 times
Max Climaxes in 1 Day: 13 times > 18 times
Last used fapping material: ‘A massive cock rising up as if it’s about to pierce through the panties.jpg’
“Use her fetishes... hmm...”
I closed my eyes and touched the tips of my fingers together, replanning in my head.
Among Yuris’s fetishes, the ones I could use right now were ‘Exhibitionism,’ ‘Shame,’ ‘Obedience,’ and ‘Blackmail.’
If I used these to accelerate the plan to conquer Yuris...
“...This is it!”
Tap— tap—
An idea flashed through my mind, and I left a comment.
Monday.
The first day of school after hurting Ian.
After the homeroom professor finished the closing remarks, Estelle clenched her small fists tightly.
‘Get a grip, Estelle...’
She tried to act as if nothing was wrong, but whenever she snapped out of it, her eyes were always chasing Ian.
...Even now.
Poke—
Just then, Evelyn, who was sitting next to Ian, poked his cheek with her index finger.
“...What? What is it?”
“Just wanted to poke you.”
“...Are you a kid? Slurp..”
“Pwah!?! Wh-what... why did you suddenly... suck on it!”
“Just wanted to suck on it.”
“A-a-aren't you a crazy bastard!! What are you doing in the classroom!!”
The two of them looked so well-suited for each other that it felt as if they had been destined as a pair since birth.
“....”
Creak— creak—
Feeling like she would get jealous beyond her station if she kept watching, Estelle hurriedly rolled her wheelchair toward the library.
“.....”
However, even in the empty library, Estelle felt a sense of loss rather than relief.
‘...I have to get used to it.’
the past week with Ian was nothing short of a miracle.
A bloodless face, meager breasts, sensationless lower body, and a foul personality.
The only reason she, who possessed not a single charm as a woman, could be with Ian was entirely thanks to his kindness.
‘I know that, but...’
The empty space where Ian used to be felt so hollow.
She had never felt this way once in the past year...
She couldn't believe she had changed this much in just a week.
‘...How foolish.’
To yearn for that miraculous relationship after destroying it herself.
There was a limit to being stupid.
‘...Forget it. There’s no way Ian will ever open that door and walk in again... Huh?’
Just then, Estelle’s eyes widened.
She thought it was a hallucination because of the unbelievable sight, but it wasn't.
Ian was truly opening the library door and approaching her.
...Albeit with a very stiff face.
“....”
The joy of Ian’s arrival was short-lived as fear filled Estelle’s heart.
...Did he come to confront her about what she had done?
Surely he did.
Otherwise, there would be no reason for Ian to come see her again.
‘...I-it’s okay... I can endure it...’
Being criticized and cursed at by someone wasn't something that had only happened once or twice.
She just had to get through it this time, as she always did.
Tremble—
However, the thought of being condemned by Ian, of all people, made her fingertips shake uncontrollably.
“....”
“....”
Ian finally arrived in front of her.
‘...Don't get the wrong idea. I’m the bad one. So it’s only natural to be hated. Keep your expression. You must never cry.’
Fearing she might shed tears, Estelle closed her heart and prepared for the onslaught of criticism, but...
“I’m sorry! I was wrong! I’ll make sure nothing unpleasant like sexual harassment ever happens again! I must have been crazy for a moment! Please forgive me just this once!”
What came out of Ian’s mouth was something entirely different from what she expected.
“Ah! This is nothing much, just a macaron set. Please take it without feeling burdened... It is a bribe.... but please take it anyway!!”
“....?”
What on earth was this man talking about?
Ian must know well that the bad one... the one who did wrong was her...
‘Then why....’
Why was he trying to stay by her side even if it meant taking on the ridiculous stigma of sexual harassment?
There was nothing she could give back to Ian even if he did this....
Why was he being so kind?
“So, can I keep doing the library club activities?.... President?”
‘...No.’
She certainly intended to say that, but the words simply wouldn't come out of Estelle’s open mouth.
‘I shouldn't...’
No matter how much she wanted to accept, she shouldn't.
She would surely hurt Ian again and make him wear a pained expression.
When that happened, no matter how foolishly kind Ian was, he would loathe her and leave.
And...
The sense of loss she would feel at that moment would be incomparable to what she felt now.
‘I know that....’
She knew it all too well, but...
Clench—
Estelle Black Dahlia was a human too lonely and weak to reject this warmth.
“....Do... as you... wish.”
“Ah..! Right, thank you.”
Seeing Ian’s beaming face, I apologized from the bottom of my heart.
‘...I’m sorry... I’m truly... sorry.’
Because I was someone for whom even dreaming of a future with you was impossible...
Even though I knew it would eventually end with me hurting you...
I decided to hold onto this momentary warmth.
“Whew, how is it? Haven't I gotten pretty fast at organizing books now?”
“Still a long way to go. So... come more often and organize them from now on.”
“How often?”
“...As much as you possibly can.”
“I’ll try.”
After sharing macarons with Estelle, studying, and finishing the book organization, it was already time for the club activity to end.
“It’s already time to finish. You go ahead. I’ll lock up before I leave.”
“Okay...”
Just as I sent Estelle off and was about to check if there were any open windows.
“...Ian.”
“....!”
I was slightly surprised.
We had known each other for over a year, but this was the first time Estelle had called my name.
For some reason, I was happy that I seemed to have opened Estelle’s heart even just a little.
“Yeah, President. What is it?”
“.......See you... tomorrow.”
A small voice, almost a monologue.
But since I was focusing all my attention on Estelle, it reached me clearly.
“Yeah, see you tomorrow!”
“Ah... ...Yes.”
This time, too, Estelle’s lips, which curled up ever so slightly...
Were beautiful enough to steal my gaze once again.
‘This won't do... I’ll end up sexually harassing her again at this rate.’
Fortunately, I was forgiven once, but I might actually be reported the second time.
...And then?
Not only Evelyn, but Evelyn’s parents would hear about it too, and it would be a straight shot to expulsion from the Academy.
Click—
A moment later, after closing the last window, I opened the Gallery and left a comment.
ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): Bitch. Are you ready?
Now, it was time to begin the conquest of Yuris in earnest.