Welcome to the Education Room
“Report, Chairman.” A guild member knocked on the door of Mateo’s office before stepping inside.
“You found it.” Mateo lounged arrogantly in his chair, eyes gleaming with expectation.
“It isn’t certain, but the possibility exists. There is an archipelago near the location where the ship went missing. A fisherman claims that area remained calm even when the typhoon struck nearby.”
“And the Empire?”
“They have most likely noticed by now. They will send an expedition.”
“Hmm.” Mateo let out a low groan and lowered his gaze. His expression seemed deeply thoughtful, yet it carried an unmistakably perverse undertone.
Beneath his desk, between Mateo’s spread legs, Sara knelt naked. Her entire body was restrained by a mana-sealing harness, her eyes covered with a blindfold. Metal clamps bit into both nipples and her clitoris, delivering constant pain, but with her arms bound behind her back she could not resist. Her face was flushed with pleasure, yet the look of utter disgust and hostility toward Mateo remained fixed on her features.
Even in that state, she continued to service his cock with her mouth. He stroked her hair as though praising a clever pet.
“The Navigator’s Blood was definitely aboard that ship, correct?”
“From all eyewitness accounts, it is almost certain.”
“If we lose it, the Empire’s power will grow even stronger. That would be troublesome…”
Mateo’s face showed genuine concern, quite separate from Sara’s diligent service.
“What usable mercenaries do we have available?”
“All the competent ones have been dispatched far away. Even if we contact them immediately, there won’t be enough time. The ones still in this port are either useless or untrustworthy.”
“We can hardly send our private fleet.”
“The Empire would notice and apply pressure.”
“Someone we can trust who can also evade the Empire’s eyes…”
Mateo caressed Sara’s cheek. Even now she recoiled with fierce revulsion.
“Should we abandon the idea?”
“No. I have one card left to play. It’s a waste to use it now, but we cannot allow the Navigator’s Blood to fall into the Empire’s hands. This isn’t about money.” He grunted. “Ugh!”
Apparently excited by his own words, Mateo began to climax in Sara’s mouth. She jerked back in surprise, and his semen splattered across her face and breasts.
“Write a letter for me. Deliver it to Emma.”
Mateo pushed his cock back between Sara’s lips, then picked up a pen.
“Dinner is served.”
The maids brought a meal into Rose’s room. Even with the feast laid out before her, Rose could not bring herself to reach for it. She was going mad with anxiety. She had been left alone for days now.
Of course, the contract stated that if no mission was assigned within a month, it would be considered completed and the agreement would expire. In that sense, the passage of time was not a problem. What tormented her was the complete lack of instructions from Mateo and her total ignorance of how far the protagonist had progressed.
Click.
Just as Rose forced herself to finish eating, the door opened again. And at last, she appeared.
Head Maid Emma.
Since slapping Rose’s cheek at the ball, she had not shown herself. It wasn’t that she was afraid. In fact, Emma’s disappearance had been the greatest source of Rose’s unease. She feared how the woman would retaliate and whether she could resist.
“Lady Rose, your final mission has been issued.”
The welcome news came from the head maid’s lips, yet Rose could not simply rejoice. Considering the previous two missions, there was no way this one would be straightforward.
Emma suddenly fell silent.
“What is it? What’s the mission?”
“Before that, Lady Rose must prepare for the mission.”
At the word “prepare,” Rose remembered what had happened at the spa and goosebumps prickled across her skin.
“Let us begin by changing your clothes.”
At Emma’s command, the maids approached Rose.
“Get away. I’ll undress myself.”
Rose slapped the maids’ hands aside and stood defiantly before the head maid. Doing her best to appear composed, she glared at Emma and began removing her clothes.
Emma watched with evident interest.
“There is still more.”
When Rose stood in only her underwear, Emma spoke as if the idea were ridiculous. In the end Rose removed her bra with trembling hands and slid her panties down. The strange sensation of being the only naked person in a room full of fully dressed women sent a tingling stimulus through her lower belly.
“Now it is time to dress you.”
The maids swarmed around Rose and began fitting something onto her body. It was not clothing. It was a leather restraint harness. Black leather straps started at her neck, winding tightly around every curve of her body in obscene patterns before pinning her arms behind her back.
“…!”
But that was not the end. A leather blindfold covered her eyes, stealing away the light, and a round ball gag was forced into her mouth. She was now completely immobilized, and her heart hammered violently.
“Mmph!”
In the darkness Rose flinched as someone’s hands touched her breasts. The touch unmistakably belonged to the head maid.
“It seems the education last time was insufficient. The chairman has instructed me to thoroughly train you before departure.”
Someone seized Rose’s breast in a firm grip. Then a wooden clamp bit down on her most sensitive part—her nipple.
“Haa…”
Rose twisted in pain she could not endure, yet she could not escape the perverse pleasure that came with the tightening pressure on her nipple.
“You are already growing wet. If we had more time, I could have taken it slowly and broken you perfectly. What a shame.”
After confirming that Rose’s slit was soaked, Emma attached a leash to her collar.
“We are moving.”
Where to?
Rose panicked and tried to resist, but only ugly, animalistic sounds escaped around the gag.
The door creaked open and the leash tugged. Rose instinctively pulled in the opposite direction.
“My, you still refuse to become obedient. I wonder when you will accept your position.”
Emma snapped her fingers. The maids surrounded Rose and held her fast. They were not simply dragging her.
“Mmph! Mmmph!”
Rose twisted in horror, but the harness restraining her was no ordinary leather. It was a magical tool that absorbed mana. Unable to use her strength properly, she could not shake the maids off.
“Mmm!”
Rose nearly sobbed. The maids had spread her buttocks and begun applying something to her anus. A moment later Emma approached holding a plug topped with a fox tail.
“Do not be too tense. Struggling will only cause injury.”
Emma pressed the plug forward with slight force, then stopped. She teased the tip against Rose’s anus, rubbing it gently, pretending to push it in only to withdraw again. This too was part of the training; Emma had no intention of ending the humiliation quickly.
“Accept it naturally. This is also part of the refinement required to become a woman of value.”
Rose wanted to call it nonsense, but the ball gag turned her protest into nothing more than pathetic whimpers.
“Mmmngh…”
Finally tiring of the game, Emma pushed the plug all the way in. The thick intrusion stretching her hole and the awkward, pulling weight of the swaying tail created a different kind of pleasure than anything her other hole had experienced.
But the ordeal was not over. After seating the plug, Emma stood Rose upright and picked up a whip.
Crack!
“Hup!”
The whip sang sharply as it left a red stripe across Rose’s buttocks. Each time Emma’s hand moved, new marks of shame bloomed across Rose’s ass, thighs, breasts—every sensitive place. Rose writhed in pain, unable to beg for mercy or curse in resistance. She could only moan in the darkness, terrified of where the next lash would fall.
At last the whip stopped. Emma’s calm voice reached her.
“Shall we go now?”
Once again the leash pulled. Rose no longer dared resist. She followed where the leash led and left the room. She felt the threshold pass and the corridor open beneath her feet, yet she could only hunch her shoulders. Even knowing others in the hallway would see her like this, the only thing she could do was helplessly soak her thighs amid the perverse sensations.
Rose wanted to hide her body anywhere, but Emma walked with deliberate slowness, as though displaying her to everyone in the corridor. Rose strained every sense in the darkness, yet she detected no presence. It felt as though only she and the head maid existed in the hallway.
Soon Emma stopped before a door. When the wooden door opened, a damp, moldy stench washed over Rose’s face. Even blindfolded, instinct screamed danger. Every nerve in her body shrieked that she must not enter.
Yet as if she could read Rose’s mind completely, Emma’s hand gently caressed her body. She did not force her. Instead she softly stroked the wet slit and the swollen whip marks, as though urging Rose to recognize her situation.
And Rose had no choice but to submit.
After crossing the threshold and taking a few steps inside, the door closed behind her.
“Captain Rose. Welcome to the education room. Here, you will be reborn as a perfect woman.”
Rose’s blindfold was removed. She finally saw where she had been brought.
This was Emma’s private training chamber. The room was filled with restraints for sexual torture and racks capable of forcing every conceivable position. Beside the horrified Rose stood a full-length mirror that reflected her entire body.
She possessed the figure of a goddess, yet now she was bound in leather restraints, collared and leashed like a miserable animal held by the head maid.
“Now, look. How does your reflection appear?” Emma spoke gently, as though addressing a child who had just learned to talk.
Rose glared silently at Emma’s reflection in the mirror. The more she did so, the more Emma smiled as if she had expected exactly that.
Emma wrapped an arm around Rose’s waist and cupped her breast, kneading it.
“Truly, a body so beautiful one wants to steal it. Breasts so full they overflow the hands, nipples that remain a delicate pink because they have never been touched, and…”
Emma’s hand slid lower. She spread Rose’s slit wide, displaying it in the mirror.
“Even after being used so thoroughly by the masters, it remains soft as a virgin’s. Now, tell me. Who is Lady Rose’s body meant to please?”
“I don’t serve anyone.”
Slap!
The moment Rose rebelled, Emma’s palm struck her ass. Though she could have controlled her completely with the slave choker, she chose not to.
“Again.”
“It’s useless. I will never submit to you people.”
Slap!
“Just pin me down and fuck me already if you’re going to.”
Slap!
As Rose’s buttocks grew redder, her voice began to waver. She was one of the strongest in this world, but she did not possess a muscular, hardened body. The pain of the palm striking her ass, the sensation like skin being torn, the shock that reverberated through her womb—these were difficult to endure.
“You people…”
Eventually Rose’s lips trembled and her eyes grew moist. Emma whispered like a savior.
“Say it like this: ‘I was born to serve the masters.’”
Rose chewed her lower lip, hesitating. During that time Emma toyed with her hardened nipples and tormented her clitoris, waiting patiently.
“I was…”
At last Rose’s mouth opened.
“…born to serve.”
Her voice was muffled and barely audible, but Emma smiled with clear satisfaction.
“Then, as a female, what must you do?”
“…I must please the masters.”
“Do you believe you are faithfully carrying out your duty?”
Rose hung her head and quietly shook it. The gesture could have meant “no” or “I don’t want to.”
Emma used the whip to lift Rose’s chin, forcing her to face the mirror again.
“Then you must receive punishment. Do you swear to become an excellent woman for the masters?”
“I’ll take the punishment.”
“Very well. Let us begin with that much.”
The maids approached and released Rose’s bound arms.
“First, learn how a woman should walk. Over there is your master.”
Where Emma pointed, another maid sat in a chair wearing a harness fitted with a dildo.
“Now, go to your master.”
At Emma’s words, Rose took a step forward without thinking.
Crack!
The whip inevitably landed on her ass. She had been struck so many times that she almost wanted to beg for it to stop.
Emma whispered to her.
“Captain, females do not walk on two legs.”
They had not freed her arms for nothing. Rose hesitated a moment, then placed her palms on the floor and lowered herself.