Chapter 39
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: Chapter 39 - 39.
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: Tormenting the Queen
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As soon as we returned to the camp, we headed straight to the tent where I was staying.
"Shall I lay her down here?"
"Yeah. Perfect."
Antiope laid the Queen out on the table and stepped back.
It was Mane's orders.
"Nephew."
"Yes, Aunt."
"Criminals who use magic or unique magic are tough to restrain. Because they can cast spells."
"Right."
I nodded, and Mane reached out toward the Queen's solar plexus.
It looked like she was about to do something.
"So to restrain magic users, you have to block their mana circulation. Then they can't cast spells."
"Yeah. I've heard that."
"Of course you have. It'd be weirder if you hadn't learned it."
Mane's hand on the Queen's solar plexus began to glow blue.
Seeing it reminded me of the technique Orpheus had shown me before.
Infusing your own mana into the target's body to seal their mana flow.
A technique that physically prevents spellcasting.
And inflicts intense pain the moment they try.
'It was called Mana Seal, right?'
The name was a bit grandiose, but it lived up to it.
It took time, so you needed to completely subdue them first...
But considering the effect, it wasn't a big drawback.
"Ever done it yourself?"
Mane asked as she channeled the mana in.
She looked relaxed even while performing a technique that required focus.
"I've practiced it a few times."
"Not proficient yet, huh? Practice it more often from now on. It takes time, but it's incredibly useful."
"Yes, Aunt."
I nodded obediently.
I'd learned it, but it felt awkward, like a license gathering dust.
Time to practice regularly now.
"Done. She can't use magic unless I release it, so play with her however you want. When you get bored, just let me know."
About thirty minutes later, Mane pulled her hand away.
Even she had taken half an hour, so it really was an advanced technique.
"Thanks, Aunt."
"No problem. If it's inconvenient here, I can take her back to the castle for a bit. I've finished my duties anyway—just need to draft the agreement."
"Ah..."
I was about to say it was fine, but hesitated.
What I had in mind was castle-level torture.
The kind where the bitch's filthy moans and stench fill the air.
It would disrupt discipline and create chaos.
Not good in any way.
"Aunt, sorry, but could you take her to my room? Playing here might cause issues all around."
"They're not the type to get rattled by one bitch's moans."
"Still, it wouldn't sit right with them. Noise pollution would piss them off too."
"Fair point. My nephew's so considerate."
Mane chuckled and opened a spatial rift.
My room was visible beyond it.
"Just you, me, and Antiope is fine, so the rest of you can head to your rooms and rest. Watch if you want."
"I'll watch."
"Can't rest with Your Highness right here."
"I'll wrap up work quick and come back. I'm dying to see how my nephew plays."
Aktaion and Ekyon stayed in the room.
Mane smacked her lips regretfully and left.
'Time to wrap this up.'
I stripped off her clothes, then shaped white light into shackles.
I bound her wrists together neatly and did the same to her ankles.
Then I hung her from the wall like that.
Her arms stretched up high, exposing her armpits, legs dangling limply below.
"Antiope."
"Yes, Your Highness. I'll twist her pain into pleasure. That work?"
"Perfect."
I nodded, and Antiope placed her hand on the Queen's stomach.
Unique magic required physical contact to alter sensations.
About five minutes later.
Antiope lifted her hand from the Queen's belly.
"All done. I set her sensitivity to three times normal. Adjust if needed."
"Good work."
I nodded and formed a single needle.
Finally, time for revenge.
'Start with the nipples.'
I stepped up to the Queen and stabbed a perfectly positioned nipple.
Deep, with a squelch.
"Hngh?!"
The Queen, who'd been out cold, snapped her eyes wide.
Probably a sharp jolt straight to the crown of her head.
"Awake now?"
I immediately formed another needle and pierced the other nipple.
The sight of needles protruding from her pink nipples was surreal.
"Kyaaah?! Y-You bastard! How dare you...!"
"Revenge and fun."
I sighed long and formed yet another needle.
How dare, my ass.
"S-Stop! Stop this instant!"
The Queen stared wide-eyed at the needle.
Terror overriding her rage.
"Why?"
I sighed and stabbed her right areola.
Her scream echoed through the room from the stabbing pain.
"Aaaah! Stop! Please, stop...!"
"If I was gonna stop, I wouldn't have started. Ridiculous."
Needle in my right hand, needle in my left.
I formed them in both hands and stabbed her areolas.
Areolas and nipples were erogenous zones, depending on the body.
With pain converted to pleasure, each stab brought intense stimulation.
In simple terms, the more it hurt, the better it felt.
"Urgh! S-Stop... stop... haaah!"
Squish, squiiiish!
The Queen's hips shuddered violently as she squirted clear piss.
Proof she'd climaxed from the areolas alone.
"U-Uuuh...!"
Her cheeks burned bright red.
Overwhelmed by shame, her whole body trembling.
She still had room for shame now, but in a few hours?
She'd break, probably.
"Kh, kugh...! Better to kill me cleanly than this humiliation!"
For a moment, my eyes went wide.
Never imagined I'd hear that line for real.
And the situation fit perfectly—no complaints.
This was pure sex fantasy.
"Whoa... hearing it for real."
Moved, I stabbed needles into the tops of her modest breasts.
One on each side, nicely placed.
"Haaaah?!"
Her eyes bulged as she let out a sweet moan.
Her nipples stiffened right up.
Sign she was starting to feel it properly.
'Just the beginning.'
My goal: make her croak filthy moans until her throat gave out.
No breaks until then.
"Antiope. Crank up the sensitivity."
The moon had risen in place of the sun.
Mane jumped from her seat the moment she finished her work.
Her position was imperial, but she was essentially the king of Ion's north.
Masses of documents to review.
'Not done already, is it?'
She bolted from the office as soon as she stood.
Wanted to rift straight there, but held back—too tacky.
Destination was right nearby anyway.
She practically ran down the hall and reached Niu's door.
—Ooooh, hoooook...! Nngooooh!
Just before opening, filthy moans leaked through the crack.
The Northern Queen's voice.
'Still going.'
Mane's eyes sparkled as she pushed the door open.
Excited like a kid before a picnic.
"Whoa...!"
A thick bitch-stench assaulted her nose.
The room filled with the Queen's pheromones.
Pungent bitch-scent stinging her nostrils.
A bitch with a sloppy face, bound in glowing restraints and hung on the wall.
Beyond Mane's wildest imagination.
"You made it?"
Niu turned from in front of the dangling bitch.
Casual, even after wrecking one—his cock not even twitching.
"Yeah. Still at it?"
"Yep. Anger easing up now."
Niu faced forward again.
Her modest breasts, lower belly, sides, hips, thighs.
The Queen's body, hung on the wall, was covered in dense white dots.
Looked brutally torturous at a glance, but no pain involved.
Each stab brought stronger climaxes.
"Couldn't tell from afar— she's pinned head to toe."
Mane passed the bowing women, stood beside Niu.
Just curious, no disgust.
"Twisted her pain nerves to sexual pleasure. More stabs, more pleasure."
"That cock model jammed down there—magic too?"
"Yeah. Figured her guts felt empty, so I filled 'em."
Niu smirked and pressed the Queen's lower belly hard.
The bloom of stimulation inside hammered her womb, spreading through her body.
"Kh, koooooh...!"
The half-fainted Queen rolled her eyes back and moaned.
Her body shuddered from the intense climax.
Needles piercing her everywhere, dildos shoved in ass and pussy entrance.
Unique magic amping her sensitivity even more.
A breeze alone would make her climax hard.
The sharp sting of each stab.
Even the foreign intrusion as it sank into flesh felt ecstatic.
Squelch.
Mane's foot hit a sticky puddle.
Mixed love juices and piss.
"Ah! Forgot to mention—she's been squirting nonstop, floor's flooded. Sorry."
"No biggie. Don't sweat it."
Mane smiled magnanimously, accepting the apology.
Niu's startled face only amused her more.
Thud. While they talked, the Queen's head lolled.
Passed out again from climax overload.
"Out cold? How many times now?"
"Didn't count exactly, but over thirty."
"Makes sense she'd faint that much. Her nonexistent stamina drained fast."
Mane's lip curled slightly.
Sneering at the stamina-lacking Queen.
"Yeah. Fainted before ten, woke on stimulation, fainted on climax. Repeat."
"Says it's not her taste, but she's not really getting off."
"Slender's not my type anyway."
Niu chuckled and lowered his hand.
Venting on the Queen's freakout had lightened his chest.
"Wrapping up?"
"For tonight. Leave her be, decide tomorrow if I continue. You wanna try, Aunt?"
"Nah, I'm good. Got time?"
Mane's eyes sparkled like it was perfect timing.
Intoxicated by the first-time heavy bitch-scent.
"Yeah. What's up?"
"Talk in private. Just us."
Mane slipped an arm around Niu's waist.
Eyes smiling slyly, intentions obvious.
"Ah. Sure."
Niu met Mane's gaze and nodded.
No way... is that it?
'Gotta say it upfront then.'
Tonight would be all for Mane.
Couldn't leave the escorts hanging.
"Clean up here and head out to rest. Restraints will wear off soon—secure the spoils tight."
"Yes, sir."
Ekyon, Antiope, Aktaion.
All three bitches bowed without question.
Obedient as dogs.
"Shall we?"
"Yes, Aunt."
Niu followed Mane out right away.
Strange tension making him swallow dryly several times.
'No way, for real?'
Tense walk down the dark hall led to a door.
Mane's bedroom.
"Come in."
Mane smiled softly, opening the door.
Her grinning lips gleamed with thick desire.
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