The Unyielding Curse
The Continuing Relationship.
To get straight to the point...
The family physician Dimaria found the current situation almost unbearably awkward. Her lord, the Grand Duke, and her own older brother sat side by side on the bed in perfectly polite postures, both of them treating her as though she were their superior.
“I can’t remove it.”
“No!”
“Haa...”
The Grand Duke’s anguished cry clashed with her brother’s sigh of relief.
“Why not?! You said the Subjugation Curse was simple enough that you could probably lift it!”
“I’m sorry. I was hired precisely because of the curse, yet I cannot resolve even one of them properly. The fault is entirely mine.”
“Ugh...! No, that’s not what I...”
Faced with Dimaria’s sincere self-reproach, Lua had no choice but to back down. Dimaria was by no means incompetent, and the Grand Duke needed her. Completely lifting the curse that bound the two of them was an impossible task no matter whom they summoned. The fact that they could live with relatively mild symptoms despite being covered in curses was solely thanks to Dimaria’s alleviation measures. In Sia’s case especially, without her intervention his entire body might already have rotted away.
“I-it’s all right, Dimaria! It’s not strange that some curses can’t be lifted at this stage!”
When Sia tried to comfort her, Lua shot him a piercing glare. The intimidated Sia flinched for a moment, but soon straightened his spine and glared right back, as though ready to challenge her. Compared to the Grand Duke’s fury, the gesture looked utterly trivial and almost cute.
Did those two fight...? Dimaria wondered, tilting her head.
“Physician. Tell me why the Subjugation Curse cannot be removed. A noble cannot live with something like this branded on them.”
“Well...”
“I-I’m fine with it, so y-you don’t need to worry about me.”
“......”
“This concerns the honor of the Tanalif family. Answer me.”
Caught between their confrontation, Dimaria—the family physician—ultimately chose the head of the house.
“The Subjugation Curse was created to establish a contract between caster and target. For a third party to dispel it, at minimum one of the two must consent.”
“My brother’s curse already recognizes me as its master. It reacted exactly as I wished. Since the master—me—consents, shouldn’t that be enough?”
I am the master. My brother is the slave. Lua glanced at him with that confident attitude. Yet Sia, seemingly armed with his own confidence, let the corner of his mouth curl upward.
What was that insolent expression?
Lua’s eyebrow twitched at the slave’s rebellion. Dimaria, unable to fathom why the two were locked in this battle of wills, felt only frustration.
“At first I also assumed Your Highness Lua had cast it by mistake. I believed that if Your Highness simply consented it would be resolved, but it appears you are not the caster.”
“R-right. It wasn’t Lua. P-probably my body... cast the curse on its own...”
“......It can’t be.”
Defeat clouded Lua’s face.
“In this case both caster and target are Lord Sia. Therefore, without Lord Sia’s consent, the curse can never be dispelled.”
“T-that’s absurd... It clearly reacted as though I were its sex slave!”
“It differs from an ordinary Subjugation Curse. It will react even if the master is not Your Highness. Excuse me for a moment.”
So saying, Dimaria poked Sia’s lower abdomen with her finger.
“Ungh♡”
Sia clapped a hand over his mouth at the moan that slipped out involuntarily.
“......Hehehe.”
“Uuu...!”
Sia wore a victorious smile while Lua hung her head in frustration. Seen from another angle they looked like ordinary siblings, so Dimaria decided it wasn’t anything too serious to worry about.
“...Very well. All that is required is my brother’s consent? Then you can definitely dispel it?”
“Without question. At present the Subjugation Curse is not entangled with any other curses.”
Though she still had no idea why anyone would want to keep a Subjugation Curse in the first place.
“I understand. Thank you for your hard work. You may leave.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
After Dimaria left the room, Lua and Sia looked at each other almost simultaneously and shouted.
“Get pregnant!”
“I-I don’t want to!”
“Why don’t you want to? You were prepared to carry another man’s child, so why is mine unacceptable?”
“W-we’re siblings! If you impregnate me it will surely remain a lifelong stain on your name...!”
A Great Fairy who raped his older brother after he had become a woman and then impregnated him. It was obvious the incident would be remembered as one of the northern tyrant’s most grotesque acts.
“Is my reputation what matters right now? Our bloodline is about to be severed.”
“T-that’s why I’ll get pregnant with another man’s—”
Sia glanced nervously at Lua. The memory of being beaten for uttering the word pregnancy had resurfaced. Fortunately the sane Lua did not police his vocabulary.
“No. That is not a solution.”
“W-why?”
“Brother no longer possesses power worthy of a Great Fairy. Therefore, to give birth to a child of Great Fairy caliber, the husband must also be a Great Fairy. But would any Great Fairy enter our family as a son-in-law?”
“......”
Unlike when her reason had fled, the Grand Duke now opposed him with remarkably rational arguments. Sia found himself utterly unable to refute her.
The Great Fairy houses fundamentally kept one another in check. A political marriage between different Great Fairy families would invite a concentrated assault from all the others. Braving such danger to secure a Great Fairy husband was impossible. Moreover, what Great Fairy would be desperate enough to accept a cursed, deflowered wife?
“A child born from a mediocre High Fairy would have the position of Grand Duke stolen in an instant by another Great Fairy.”
“...Ungh.”
Until now Sia had only considered the problem of legitimacy. Thinking about it, even if he gave birth with his frail body he would be unable to pass on the strength needed to defend the Grand Duke’s seat. Depressed, he hung his head.
“However, there is one Great Fairy to whom none of those problems apply. Me.”
“That’s... A-ah, no! Incest is out of the question no matter what!”
“Tsk.”
Lua clicked her tongue in disappointment. She had almost convinced him.
“L-Lua. Let’s just find another... method... There must be a fairy somewhere who can accept your condition.”
“......”
In the end Sia was right. They could not assume a spouse would reject Lua’s condition. Yet why was the Grand Duke so stubbornly fixated on impregnating her brother with her own seed?
I see. I truly want to take my older brother as my wife.
Whether this feeling stemmed from the curse or not—well, it had to be the curse. Even if she told him, the words would never reach him. Because her brother only loved her as family.
“...Further conversation seems meaningless.”
“E-eh?”
“I’ll force you to consent.”
Lua shot up from her seat and walked toward the drawer. Sia tensed, wondering if she was about to pull out the red rope again.
“L-Lua... You’re not getting the rope, right?”
“But I am?”
“Hiiik!”
Sia tried to flee, but escaping Lua’s gale-like speed was impossible.
“Come here!”
“Nooo!”
In an instant Lua had Sia bound with the rope. She forced both arms upward to expose his armpits, lifted one leg and spread it straight, then secured the rope to the ceiling to hold the humiliating pose. The cords bit tightly into every inch of his body.
“I-it hurts...! W-what are you going to do...!”
Squeeze.
“Haaat?!♡”
Merely pressing on his lower abdomen made the tattoo glow, forcing Sia’s womb to throb with obscene pleasure♡. His pussy instantly gushed, soaking his underwear completely.
“I’m going to insert this into my dear brother’s thoroughly heated body.”
“H-hiiik...!”
With a delighted expression Lua waved the object before Sia’s eyes. A hard phallic toy molded in the shape of a man’s cock. A truly wicked ridged dildo.
Of course it was far smaller than Lua’s own member, yet still excessively large for ordinary female masturbation.
“L-Lua, you... h-have you been masturbating with something like this all this time?”
“Eek...! Shut up! I haven’t used it yet!”
Lua pushed aside the underwear covering Sia’s pussy and pressed the head of the dildo against it.
Shluuuuurp!
“U-ooooh?!♡”
His tongue lolled out with the moan and his eyes nearly rolled back. With only a slight push from Lua, Sia’s drenched pussy swallowed the dildo at once. Thanks to the Grand Duke’s absurdly huge cock having stretched him open, it slid in more easily than expected.
“Ah, eek, haaaang!♡”
Before long the fullness inside him drove Sia to climax. Female ejaculation sprayed across the floor.
Lua adjusted the underwear back into place, covering the pussy that now held the inserted dildo.
“If you say you’ll erase the tattoo, I’ll pull it out.”
“W-where do you get off—hoooook?!♡”
With a dildo lodged inside a body so sensitive it could cum from mere pressure, Sia had no choice but to orgasm at regular intervals.
“You’ve already climaxed like a female twice. Think you can endure?”
“I-I’ll endure... haaang♡”
“Fine. Then let’s see how well you hold out♥”
“I-I absolutely, huut♡ won’t lose...!”
Lua was about to leave him like that when she stopped. Seeing Sia’s strained expression amid the pleasure, she could no longer suppress her erection.
The sweat-glistening armpits, the smooth insteps, the trembling toes, the blatantly exposed crotch, the breasts accentuated by the tight ropes—everything aroused her.
In the end Lua pulled out her cock and began masturbating, using her bound brother as living stroke material.
Squish, squish, squish, squish.
“It’s coming out! K-kh...♥”
Spurttt—
“Ungh...!♡ Haaak?!♡”
Moments later white fluid splattered across Sia’s entire body. The moment the thick male scent hit him, his womb convulsed violently and dragged him into another climax.
Thus began the unending hell of pleasure.