The Butler, a Healing Act, and a Subordinate Relationship (1)
The Butler, a Healing Act, and a Subordinate Relationship (1)
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"This is all someone like you deserves."
Yuri said that, then began slowly rubbing my dick back and forth with her foot.
A cold face that showed not a trace of excitement. A sardonic little smile had surfaced at the corner of her mouth, but I could plainly see the tip of it twitching.
What a ridiculous brat. You were struggling to keep that expression up, weren't you? In the past, that face would have fooled me, but not anymore. You impudent little thing, I'd seen through what went on in your head ages ago.
I snatched Yuri's foot.
No, I tried to snatch it.
"Huh?"
I tried to snatch it, but my arm didn't reach Yuri. No, it wasn't just my arm; my entire body couldn't budge.
Yuri sneered as she looked at my flustered face.
"Ha! Look at this perverted bastard holding still. You like getting worked over by a foot that much? Then how about this?"
Yuri opened her mouth and let a clear thread of drool drip onto my dick. A slightly warm sensation spread through my whole body.
"Kh."
When Yuri heard my groan, she let out a short laugh, then pulled her expression back together and mocked me.
"Seriously pathetic... filthy... you're still getting it up even like this? Hilarious, really."
As she said that, Yuri rubbed my dick again with the sole of her foot, swish swish.
What utter humiliation. Sure, it felt good, but to have to take this treatment from a girl whose whole body was tensed up and trembling like that—could there be any greater disgrace?!
"You...! Can't you stop?!"
"Look at this. Still plenty lively here, isn't it? You say that, but your body's pretty honest?"
"Guh...!"
Why—why wouldn't my body move?
The second I could move, I was going to pin you down and mating-press you until you were sobbing and begging for forgiveness....
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I opened my eyes.
"..."
...Apparently, that was a dream. But for a dream, the sensations were remarkably real. That weird feeling of actually being squeezed dry. And that brat's attitude, too... insolent little thing. Come to think of it, she toyed with me last time, too.
No, it wasn't just last time. Now that I thought about it, she'd toyed with me several times.
It wasn't that it felt bad or anything, but making it so I couldn't move was clearly crossing the line. Just you wait. When I got back, I was going to sentence you to a 20-hour Mating Press punishment.
"..."
Only after mentally going over Yuri's corporal punishment a few times did my surroundings come into view.
...An unfamiliar ceiling.
No, not completely unfamiliar. It felt like I'd seen it somewhere before.
"Hhk?!"
A subtle sensation coming from down below. A tight, clinging feeling that was hard to describe. Like my dick was being squeezed by a slightly dry tongue... what on earth was happening?
"...You're awake."
"Gah!"
Following the voice, I forced my stiff neck to look down, and there was a blood-soaked monster riding on top of me!
"Wh-what the hell!"
"Kh! Ah, don't move yet, please."
...This was a voice I'd heard somewhere. A stiff, precise voice with a strangely irritating edge, panting as though it were struggling against exhaustion.
"...Rebecca."
Looking closely, the person riding on top of me was Rebecca. Her Polymorph had broken and she'd reverted to her original appearance. On top of that, she was smeared head to toe in blood, so of course I hadn't recognized her. Wait. Blood?!
"Hey, you're covered in blood... are you okay?!"
"...This is not my blood. How does your body feel?"
"My body?"
Right. Now my memory came back. My stomach had been pierced by that pig bastard's tentacle, and this butler here had acted like such an idiot that I'd been giving her step-by-step instructions before I passed out.
I was not in any particular pain.
But I couldn't be sure yet. That bastard might have done something to me as he died... I opened my Status Window.
[Life Force: 600 / 600]
[Special Notes: None]
The bleeding had already stopped. No special notes. I was fine.
[A change has occurred in the observation.]
[Reward: 1 Golden Ticket]
...Got a ticket, too. To think that guy was the trigger. Somehow... it felt like I almost got it, but it was just out of reach. Still, I was a bit too tired to think that far at the moment. I'd pass on that for the moment.
That aside, this girl might have said it wasn't her blood, but she looked like she was in seriously bad shape.
"I seem fine. I'm fine. All healed up. But you?"
Rebecca looked like a wreck. Blood had dried in thick crusts on her cheeks and in her hair, making for a pretty ghastly sight.
"I am fine. Hoo..."
"Uh, um. Right. Okay."
For the moment, I used Cleaning Magic to make our bodies clean. Rebecca seemed startled when I used magic, but once she saw her body getting clean she stayed quiet.
"...Thank you. And I am ashamed. I should have protected you, but I never imagined he would make a move like that there..."
"Ah, yeah. Don't worry about that. But where are we..."
"The situation was urgent; I had no choice but to come here."
Rebecca explained what had happened after I lost consciousness. She'd tried to administer first aid and flee, but there were maids who'd come upon hearing the commotion, and above all my condition was too unstable, so she'd had no choice but to hide in the mansion's panic room.
"What about that bastard?"
"Dead. By now the guard force will be examining the corpse."
"I see. So we'll have to stay here for a while."
"That is... kh...!"
When I moved my body to get up, Rebecca let out a groan full of pain. Now that I thought about it, the thing that had been squeezing me so tightly ever since I woke up...
It was hidden by her torn-up skirt, so I couldn't see it, but this sensation was unmistakably that.
"Hey, you..."
"Th-this much is nothing."
Rebecca said that, but the pain was still plastered on her face.
"Uh. Um. You... you were a virgin, weren't... you?"
"..."
So I, um. While I was unconscious, I took this girl's virginity....
"Um... are you okay? You look like you're in pain. How long have you been like this?"
"...It has been about five hours."
"Five hours?!"
So that was why that dream about Yuri squeezing me felt so oddly real!
"So you've been like this the whole time?! Ever since I got hurt—until right now?!"
"...I did rest briefly when I confirmed that your wound was healing."
"I see..."
Rebecca spoke calmly, but perhaps because the pain was too much, her face was still twisted up. Like she'd been forced into this against her will...
Come to think of it, the girl's clothes were torn all over, like she'd been raped. The rebound from the Polymorph breaking didn't seem like it would have done this much damage.
...Ah.
Looking around, I understood. She had torn up her own clothes to wipe away my blood. No wonder I'd found it strange that only my body was clean before I cast Cleaning Magic.
Rebecca's maid uniform barely functioned as clothing anymore: a skirt that only just covered her groin and a top that had slipped low enough to expose almost all of her nipples.
...This girl. Even while doing something like that, it seemed she didn't get aroused. Her inverted nipples were still retracted.
No wonder the sensation from below was nearly devoid of any slickness and was just tight....
I was a guy, so I didn't know it firsthand, but I'd heard that the pain of breaking the hymen felt like your living flesh was being torn. That was why I put so much effort into foreplay the first time with my girls, but this one had endured five hours without any of that?
"...Uh. Um. I kind of feel bad."
"About what?"
"No, it was your first time and it went like that..."
When I said that, Rebecca's face took on an odd expression.
"...You do not need to apologize. I may have behaved rudely toward you, but I am not entirely without shame. Offering up this body is nothing if it allows me to repay what I owe you."
"Ah, no..."
The way she spoke put an incredible amount of pressure on me. She sounded as though she would genuinely become a sex slave if I ordered her to. The sex-slave thing had only been a joke, and I had no real intention of doing anything like that.
Not that I didn't have a few things I intended to get back from her, of course.
But still, watching her groan in pain wasn't enjoyable. I didn't have that kind of hobby, thank you very much!
"...Try getting up for now."
"Understood. Kh...!"
Rebecca groaned as she tried to lift herself... then collapsed on top of me. I felt the soft swell of her breasts press against me.
"...My apologies."
"Nah. It's fine."
"Eurg?!"
I pulled my dick out of Rebecca and laid her down next to me. If I'd known this would happen, I'd have applied Recovery Sex to this girl, too. Then again, in a situation where my stomach was pierced, it would've been a stretch to think that far.
My stomach pierced by a tentacle.
It was a disgustingly filthy feeling I couldn't even put into words. The fact that I'd gotten done in by a tentacle was more horrifying than the pain. Tentacles were banned from now on. Too horrible.
"Now that I think of it..."
"Yes."
"The guard force is investigating, you said? Do you think they found those tentacles?"
"..."
Rebecca seemed to think for a moment.
"They will have found them."
"Uh, so what happens then?"
"...I have heard stories of adventurers contaminated by monsters in the abyss of the dungeon. If that man were still alive, he would have been dealt with similarly to those adventurers, but since he is dead..."
"Since he's dead?"
"They will investigate the mansion to determine how this could have happened outside the dungeon. This was no simple fatal accident, so the investigation may take quite some time."
What?
"...So we're trapped here?"
"I suppose you could see it that way."
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"In your opinion, how long do you think we'll have to stay like this?"
"...I do not know."
"Right..."
The infiltration mission that was supposed to end in two or three days had ultimately been postponed indefinitely.
Honestly, being trapped wasn't a big problem. I could get food from the Dimensional Shop, and I could handle all sorts of little issues with low-level magic like Cleaning Magic.
What did worry me, though, was that my girls might get anxious and try something. Please, just stay put. Wait. Come to think of it.
"The Holy Sword?!"
"Over there."
Rebecca lifted her arm with visible effort and pointed at one wall.
-Hwom!
At least she'd retrieved this properly. The Holy Sword vibrated its blade as if to say it was glad to see me.
I turned the gears in my head for a moment.
Because that bastard had died, all the complicated problems related to Ariel's marriage had been resolved at once, and being shut inside this room wasn't so bad either. It meant I could retrieve the Polymorph Mirror. If it had been hidden somewhere else, recovering the thing would've been a huge headache.
Had Rebecca calculated even that when she came here?
...Good. The current situation wasn't as bad as I'd thought.
So, for now...
"Eut..."
I used Cleaning Magic once more to clean my dick, then got up and stripped the blood-soaked clothes off Rebecca.
Rebecca flinched but didn't resist my touch. If anything, she shifted her body this way and that to make the clothes easier to remove. Good girl. You should've acted like this from the start.
I sat on the bed and admired Rebecca's body.
"..."
If she just kept her mouth shut, she was a pretty fine-looking girl.
..."Fine-looking"? Who was I to make that kind of assessment? To be honest, in the past she was the sort of cold beauty I wouldn't have even been able to meet the eyes of. Hmm. Thinking of it that way, I was getting a little fired up.
Rebecca swallowed, as if she had a good idea of what was about to happen.
In the middle of that, she lifted her arms as if embarrassed to cover her breasts, but then lowered them again. An obedient attitude I never could have imagined from her before.
Good girl. Such a good girl.
"Eut, wh-what...! Y-you needn't...!"
"Hold still."
[Purchased Item: Wet Wipes]
I began wiping down Rebecca's body with the wet wipes. Getting by with magic alone just felt a bit unsettling.
"Nghh...!"
When I lifted her breast and wiped the sensitive area beneath it, Rebecca flinched. Even so, she stayed perfectly still, as though her promise to offer me her body hadn't been empty words.
Wait. Come to think of it, this girl said she'd do whatever I told her, didn't she? A good idea came to mind. There was something I'd been dying to try for ages.
If I asked my girls to do it, I'd just get cussed out and pinched, but this one said she'd do as she was told.
I spoke while continuing to wipe down Rebecca's body.
"I know I've put you in a debt you can't repay. But still, your first time... um. It feels a little wrong that it happened that way, while I was out of it, and that it hurt you."
"I am fin—"
"So."
I cut Rebecca off.
"So from now on, when I touch you, tell me whether it hurts or not."
"...Excuse me?"
"I'm telling you to tell me what you're feeling."
Rebecca's eyebrow twitched.
No use.
You cold-blooded, wannabe, dumb-assassin butler. I was going to drag all sorts of embarrassing words out of your mouth.