(Femdom Caution) Ep.4 - The Queen (3)
(Femdom Caution) Ep.4 - The Queen (3)
The sweet nights of sleeping with the queen were gone.
Delin could no longer climb onto the bed. No — the only time he climbed onto the bed now was to please the queen.
"Why aren't you eating? You don't seem hungry."
A bowl heaped with food had been set before Delin,
but the round gag propped his mouth open and held it fixed, making it impossible for him to eat properly.
His body, "trained" all day while starved, kept sending ■ signals that it needed to replenish its depleted energy. Grrrrowl— grrrrowl—
"Hngpp... bngpp..."
On all fours on the floor, Delin looked up at the queen.
As immaculate as ever, the queen gazed down at him with her beautiful eyes, and in those eyes was a resolute message.
[Do not even think about eating.]
Unable to close his mouth properly, Delin whimpered as drool dripped down his chin.
He couldn't believe he was being treated like this.
Just a few days ago, life had been more comfortable than he could have dreamed.
But now, because the queen wouldn't let him eat or drink properly, both his body and spirit were utterly drained.
"There, mealtime is over. Did you eat up nicely?"
The queen lifted the dish, which held nothing but a little of Delin's drool, and handed it to the maid.
The maid bowed deeply and immediately carried the dish out.
Delin stared at her retreating figure, clutching his starving stomach and whimpering, but nothing changed.
"We must go again. You've rested enough."
The queen pulled the leash and dragged Delin once more.
Gagging, Delin had no choice but to crawl along the leash and follow the queen.
The sensation of his throat constricting was not easy to endure.
Instinctively, his body followed the queen.
A deeply vulgar sight, utterly out of place in this opulent corridor.
The gracefully elegant queen, with a vulgar, lewd male trailing behind her. The ■ deliberately averted their eyes.
If they touched him carelessly, they would incur the queen's wrath.
She was terrifyingly sadistic, yet her leadership of the nation was not lacking. In fact, she was nearly perfect.
And so the ■ held their tongues. The people of the entire nation cheered the queen. The commoners called a world without worry for food and survival a reign of peace, and they lived happily.
As long as the ■ kept their mouths shut, Albator's glory would continue.
If they merely avoided provoking the queen's fury, the ■ too would enjoy their full span of years within that glory.
Thus, no one in the corridor paid any attention to Delin being trained.
They acted as if he did not exist and focused on their ■ tasks.
No one met Delin's pitiful gaze.
"You're far too slow, aren't you? It seems you still have energy to spare. Since I plan to play with you to my satisfaction once we get there, why don't we hurry things up here instead?"
To Delin, who had stopped and was sending pleading glances for help at the passersby, the queen whispered.
Whispering as she stroked his head, the queen watched Delin tremble and shake his head frantically back and forth.
Seeing this, the queen smiled once more in deep satisfaction.
"How adorable. But... no more aegyo. Let's go quickly."
She taught Delin despair.
She etched into his mind that no one would come to help,
that no one would come to save him.
Her education was systematic.
Gradually, she demanded deeper submission from Delin.
And when he did not comply, she took her time, patiently and intently dissecting his mind until he begged for his life.
Crafting a well-behaved dog required strict yet meticulous work.
Sometimes, when she found him just too cute, she tormented him [ever so slightly] more,
but that much was fine.
"Hngggh... k-khhhgh..."
When she occasionally crossed the line, Delin shuddered and felt a pleasure driven to its absolute extreme.
Such pleasure would turn him into an obedient puppy even faster.
"Adorable. Now, say woof! You must, yes?"
"Nnngg..."
"And stop drooling. Now... lift your face."
Having kept his mouth open all day, Delin's mouth was bone-dry.
He scraped by and clung to life, receiving moisture from the queen.
"Now, today, try shaking it yourself."
Each day brought a different form of education.
But the nature of the education was always the same.
To instill submission into Delin's mind, and to deliver the despair of a situation where he dared neither resist nor escape.
"Hnng, hnnht..."
Desperate to avoid pain, desperate to avoid a pleasure so intense it was agony,
Delin whimpered and struggled diligently as he began to masturbate.
When he had shaken himself back and forth and ejaculated his semen,
the queen dipped her finger into the white fluid, tasted it, and spoke.
"Good. One more time?"
Even absurd commands had to be obeyed.
If he didn't at least pretend to obey, her education stretched on much longer.
On some days, she gave him tasks that could be achieved with a bit of effort...
For example, making him crawl around cutely, throw away his pride and do aegyo, or shove his face into the hem of the queen's dress and stroke his cock while begging her to make him come faster.
When he achieved these things amidst shame and fear, the queen stroked Delin's head with an unbearably gentle touch.
But sometimes, like today — right now — she gave him a task that could never be achieved.
"Khbp... k-hhghp..."
Where in the world was there a man who could get himself off five times using only his ■ hands?
His trembling hands and unfocused, wavering eyes watched for the queen's reaction.
"Oh? Why aren't you shaking it?"
"Hh-hnngghh..."
Delin shook his head desperately, begging.
He could no longer even grip his cock with his hands.
He was hitting a biological wall.
If someone else clamped a hand over your mouth and nose, you might faint from lack of air.
But could anyone hold their own breath until they blacked out?
Unable to continue masturbating, Delin trembled in fear and hurriedly crawled to the queen's feet.
"Hnng! Hh-hnngh...!"
I absolutely can't do this.
Please, have mercy on me.
With that meaning, Delin whimpered and clung to the queen's leg.
"Haah... Our puppy isn't listening very well today. It breaks my heart..."
"Nnnggh! N-nnnngggh!"
Delin rubbed his face desperately against her thigh, begging her to spare him.
But watching him, the queen grew heated.
It was ■. Tormenting others had never been this enjoyable.
She always grew bored of them quickly and had to find new toys.
"Adorable...♥"
The queen seized the leash and dragged him across the floor to her bedchamber.
Drained of all strength and unable to match the queen's pace, Delin gagged and was wretchedly dragged along.
Even as they crossed the luxurious corridor like this, people averted their gazes and desperately pretended not to see.
No one saved Delin.
In the bedchamber, the gentle lovemaking of before no longer existed.
With one hand clutching Delin's leash, the queen spurred him on.
"Harder... you have to shake it, don't you? Haah..."
The terrified puppy whimpered and shook his hips.
If he stopped moving his hips, the sex would become even more brutal.
He could not stop. He must not stop.
But his cock, having already ejaculated multiple times, was in a state of unbelievable sensitivity.
Though he shook with all his might... after finishing two more ejaculations, he eventually collapsed onto the queen's body as if completely spent.
"Delin. Get up."
With his face buried between her breasts, trembling uncontrollably, Delin tried to obey the queen's words and rise, but his exhausted body refused to listen.
"I said get up."
Since his body wouldn't obey, Delin at least lifted his head.
His unfocused, hazy eyes and deeply crumpled face made it unmistakably clear that he had reached his limit.
"K-hhgh... khbp..."
Delin whimpered and stared at the queen. Her face, once smiling and flushed with a pleasant sweat, had hardened now. With those hardened eyes, she simply stared straight at Delin.
"Delin."
"K-hnnghh! Khbp... h-hhgh..."
Delin shook his head. It meant he could do no more. It meant that even if she literally beat him to death, he genuinely could not get up.
"What is wrong with you today? This won't do..."
And so the queen's real sex began.
Holding the leash in a tight grip, she shoved Delin under her beautiful body.
In that position, she seized trembling Delin's genitals, swallowed them back inside, and began to squeeze.
"Hngh! H-nngkh...!"
"I told you to get up, didn't I? And you didn't listen, did you? Do you know what you did wrong?"
A soft and dignified voice,
and violent hand movements utterly ill-matched to it.
The leash was pulled taut from every direction, tormenting Delin.
"What kind of punishment should I give you? Our puppy isn't listening to Master properly... what should I do with you?"
"K-hhnngh..."
To Delin, who was desperately clutching the collar tight around his throat, the queen whispered without end.
"Hm? What should we do if our puppy won't listen like this? What would be good to do? Shall I go down right this instant and play with the other three? Shall I abandon our puppy for making Master bored and go play with your other friends instead?"
"Khhk... k-hhgh..."
"Haah... but you're just too cute. I can't help it because you're so cute. You're perfect. You're perfect."
Jjeub— jjeu-eup—
The queen held Delin's head, gently slammed her hips down, and wrung the semen out of him.
"Adorable, adorable..."
Her soft lips pressed down gently over Delin's eyelids.
Delin sobbing and choking as tears poured down his face...
to the queen, was the most beautiful sight of all.