Butler's Healing Act and Subordinate Relationship (7)
Butler's Healing Act and Subordinate Relationship (7)
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Rebecca felt as if her mind were melting.
Yoo-jin's teasing and the pleasure.
The pleasure she was experiencing for the first time in her life was closer to torture. The unfamiliar sensation riding up her entire body spread from her lower body and the tips of her breasts to her whole frame. She couldn't even remember how many times her vision flashed white.
She clawed at the bedsheet, bucked her hips, and thrashed. As if that wasn't enough, Yoo-jin forced her closed mouth open and dragged her screams out.
She was wrecked to the point where her whole body moved on its own and she couldn't even perceive the shameful fluids leaking out.
Even so, Rebecca endured.
The power of an Awakened was worth that much. And for some reason, she wasn't even bound by the royal castle's restrictions.
She was aware that she had botched the first step of her relationship with him.
That was why she accepted his absurd wager.
If she could win the bet and secure his help... putting her own body on the line was nothing. It was a body that had already been discarded once anyway. If she could repay her debt, something like that wasn't hard.
So Rebecca endured.
She endured while exposing her shameful body as he commanded, clawing at the bedsheet and biting her lip, all while learning firsthand why that blonde priestess had howled so loudly at night.
She endured so much, yet in the end, Rebecca lost.
If it had been pain, it would have been easier to withstand.
If she continued enduring the sensations he gave her, she felt as though she might lose sight of her mistresses and even herself. She wanted to forget everything and sink into the mire of pleasure he offered.
So Rebecca had no choice but to cry out for him to stop. But he didn't stop. Even though she begged him to stop, even though she had already admitted defeat.
If she kept experiencing this sensation... Rebecca fell into fear, then saw a flash erupt before her eyes and lost consciousness.
When she came to, he said he would help them, for whatever reason. But there was no such thing as unearned goodwill. If she could hold onto him using her body as the price... if he could continue to harbor lust toward her body.
So, even in her fear, Rebecca entrusted her body to him again.
And then Rebecca forgot her sense of time.
His touch didn't treat Rebecca like a toy the way it had before.
His bizarre obsession with the female body remained, but it wasn't the violent, brutal pleasure from before she lost consciousness. The sensation spreading through her body was gentle and soft. As if he held affection for her.
That was even more suffocating. If earlier it had been a pleasure like sinking into viscous slime, now it felt like walking on clouds. A pleasant thrill, as if tickling her body with a soft feather, with luxurious silk.
To think it felt good.
Rebecca shuddered at her own thought. It felt as though he wasn't merely giving her physical pleasure, but toying with her heart as well.
That was more frightening than violent pleasure.
Rebecca had a firm set of priorities.
But if this kept up... would Rebecca really be able to maintain herself?
Was this why that blonde priestess clung to Yoo-jin even while howling like that?
In her hazy state, Rebecca lost consciousness once again.
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"Haaah... haaah..."
Mm. That was good. This should be enough.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead.
Rebecca lay sprawled before me once again. She had passed out just as before, but this time it wasn't because I had indiscriminately piled skills onto her.
She was all tensed up at first, but in the end, she couldn't withstand my massage skills, honed through use on my girls, and her body finally relaxed. She probably didn't even realize she'd shown her tail again.
Well, it was a little disappointing that I had her on her stomach and didn't touch her chest. That area seemed too sensitive anyway. And she seemed to have a lot of psychological resistance, so I skipped it.
Maybe because of that, this girl was smiling even while unconscious.
To think she could make that kind of expression.
If I'd had my phone, I would've taken a picture. What a shame.
"Hut...! Hic...!"
Ignoring Rebecca's choked moans, I wiped up her arousal fluid. This woman produced an incredible amount. Had she always been like this? Either way, the sheets kept getting soaked and ruined.
But... the more I wiped, the more it came out. There was no point in wiping at this point.
"..."
Couldn't be helped.
Nothing to do but plug it.
"Nghht...!"
Rationalizing it like that, I thrust my grotesque thing inside Rebecca.
Instead of trying to push me away as she had before, Rebecca accepted me smoothly, though her supple tightness still stimulated me intensely.
This one's got quite the exceptional vagina, probably because her body's been trained too.
Thinking that, I closed my eyes.
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Day 1 of Yoo-jin being trapped in the panic room. Night.
"Where the hell is he and what is he doing... And no entry, they said... what the hell did he pull?"
Muttering that, Yuri sized up the mansion's outer wall.
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Day 2 of being trapped in the panic room. Morning.
The day after a frenzied night.
Thanks to the Recovery Sex I had cast on myself, I woke before Rebecca. She, meanwhile, was still unconscious.
"Hnneeuut... hnnngh... nghht?!"
Bored just sitting there, I was fiddling with Rebecca's body here and there when she finally opened her eyes.
"You awake?"
"Yes... nghht?!"
As soon as Rebecca opened her eyes she tried to get away from me, but ended up flopping back down while letting out an unsightly moan.
"Uh... you okay?"
"J-just a moment..."
"Hm?"
"Please let me rest for a moment. My... my legs..."
"Ah, sure."
I'd turned off Recovery Sex in order to make her pass out. Had her legs really gone so weak that they gave out? It could not be helped.
"Nghhk?! What?!"
"Ah, hold still. Your legs gave out? I'll heal them."
"J-just a moment! I just need to rest a little—aahht?! Nnnhhht!"
....
"Haaaaaaaahhhhng!!!!!"
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Day 2 of being trapped in the panic room. Late morning.
Pressing her ear to the wall, Rebecca had a serious expression.
"There are many people moving around the mansion. Something seems to have happened."
"Yeah. I can see it too."
There were a lot of dots scurrying busily on the minimap. Strange. It didn't seem to be this bad even when that pig bastard died. But I couldn't go out and check.
"What do we do? Got any good ideas?"
"..."
"Then I guess we'll just kill some time."
At those words, Rebecca's body trembled.
...
"Nnnnnghhhhhhhuuuuuut!!!!"
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Day 2 of being trapped in the panic room. Afternoon.
"P-p-please! Yoo-jin! Let me rest— hhk! Let me rest—aaaaaaaah!!!!"
"Yeah. You rested. No."
"Hwaaaaaaaaaaaahhhht!!!!!"
Rebecca wasn't allowed to pass out, for the flimsy reason that they had to be able to leave at any moment, and was continually violated.
"Nnngghuuuuuut!!!!!"
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Day 2 of being trapped in the panic room. Late night.
At last, the movement inside the mansion had almost completely disappeared. I checked with the minimap. Rebecca confirmed it too. It was finally time to escape. I was sick of holding out in this space filled with muggy heat.
...Half of it was my fault, but.
I detached the installed mirror and put it in my inventory. I left the door open so the maids who'd fallen into suspended animation could be discovered.
It was time to leave.
"You ready?"
When I turned around, Rebecca flinched.
"Oh, uh. I said I was sorry, didn't I?"
"..."
Even at my apology, Rebecca just stared at me blankly with a strange look in her eyes.
'You felt good too!'
I swallowed the words that had risen to my throat. If I said them aloud, I'd become too much of a piece of trash. Not that I was not already bad enough.
But she had a body that turned me on and threw a tantrum, so my desire to conquer surged up and I just couldn't hold back. The atmosphere of this room played a part too...
"How are your clothes?"
"...They are fine. Thank you for your consideration."
I gave Rebecca, whose clothes had been ripped to shreds, some spare clothes of mine from my inventory. Rebecca in slightly oversized clothes was pretty decent to look at... no, to be blunt, it was enough to stir my desire all over again.
But I had to hold back. My girls would be waiting, and Rebecca had thrashed about saying she was worried about Niniel too.
When it was finally time to open the door, I was seized by a strange unease. I had a feeling like someone was watching me. And something, something was gnawing at my conscience.
...If this girl tattled to my girls about what happened in here, what would happen to me?
"Hey, Rebecca. D-don't tell anyone what happened today. We only... you know... did enough to maintain the Polymorph. Don't go around saying you were a sex slave or anything like that. Understood?"
Rebecca's face became strange again. It seemed like she had a lot she wanted to say but was holding back, and like something was puzzling her too.
"...Understood."
"Right. Good then."
And so we slipped out of the panic room.
...
"Someone is coming this way. We must hide."
"Uh, yeah...."
Combining Rebecca's ears and my minimap, infiltration was a piece of cake. No, if anything, this girl's ears seemed to perform even better than my minimap. How could she do that?
"How do you know all that so well?"
"Once you understand the structure and directional sound, it is not difficult. And for one who manages the mansion, this much is a basic competency."
"I-is that so...?"
She said something impressive as though it were perfectly ordinary. This wasn't even a mansion you'd lived in. I followed her silently, scampering along behind her... then stopped her in her tracks.
"...Wait. Just wait a second."
"What is it?"
"There's something."
On the minimap, there was something that shouldn't be here. What the hell was this...
"Here. In this room."
A room for mansion guests. When I opened the wardrobe inside the room, what was inside was—
"Hnnggk... kkhhoooorr... gkkgghk..."
Yuri, wearing a pitch-black bodysuit, was snoring with her body twisted into a grotesque shape.