Ep.4 - The Queen (5)
Ep.4 - The Queen (5)
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The night's lovemaking grew longer and more intense than before.
Unlike the previous training sessions, the Queen pulled Delin close as if trying to satisfy herself,
and Delin squeezed his eyes shut and served her, catering to her every whim.
His head was full of worry for the other women tied up in the basement,
but all those worries were devoured by the fear standing right before his eyes.
'I need to Load quickly...'
Delin worried.
At this rate, the Queen's affection might rise and she might follow him through the Load too.
No, before that,
if he kept being treated like this, he'd lose his mind and really end up setting a Save like the Queen said.
It was dangerous.
But there was no clear way out.
The only way to escape the Queen right now was to just die and go back to the old save point,
but in this current situation — leashed, under close surveillance and close-quarters confinement all day — even death wasn't easily permitted.
He could only pray to somehow die without her noticing.
Like when Philmark killed him with a handjob before,
hoping that this time the Queen would push a little too hard and he'd die...
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But Delin's last hope, his final bulwark, never showed any sign of materializing.
Delin was mistaken.
The Queen was a professional.
A pro among pros, possessing skills far greater than most torture technicians.
When training someone,
or tormenting someone, the most important thing is
keeping them right at death's door and drawing it out as long as possible.
She would never ruin her [toy] by accident.
Everything she had possessed eventually met destruction,
but deciding that destruction was, in the end, merely the Queen's entertainment.
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Several more days passed.
Thirteen days since Delin had fallen into the Queen's bathtub,
and nine days since the training first began.
Delin, unable to even utter a sound, was used as the Queen's plaything every single day...
"Don't slouch. Straighten your back."
More blunt,
more coercive compared to before, the Queen's commands.
She now tormented Delin while grinning openly.
"You're about to die from liking it if I just touch you here, aren't you? I clearly told you to hold it, didn't I? Is our puppy talking back to master again?"
From his mouth that couldn't make any sound, only drool trickled down.
Delin, hands against the wall, tried to muster strength to somehow endure the pleasure...
"Good, good... come on, let it all out. Everything."
He ended up smearing the Queen's black gloves with pure white jizz.
His hips bucked as he spurted jizz forward, shooting endlessly without stopping.
'Dyyying... at this rate I'm really dyyying...'
Reaching climax dozens of times a day, Delin gradually lost the ability to think.
A brain continuously exposed to stimuli so intense struggled to maintain its proper function.
"This new drug seems to work especially well on your body, doesn't it? You were already sensitive, and now you've gotten even more sensitive."
Squelch—
Schlick—
As her glove, thoroughly soaked with semen, slid over the glans back and forth, a sound that was not just lewd but utterly vulgar rang out.
'Fuuuck...'
His trembling body ultimately gave way under that filthy sound and the sticky sensation.
Delin crumpled down and became like a limp, stretched-out eel,
and even in that state, he savored the afterglow of climax and twitched repeatedly.
Even so, his cock was still fully swollen.
This was no ordinary aphrodisiac.
Incredible.
In the original world, an erection lasting several hours would have damaged the penis.
But given the biological structure of males in this other world, hours-long erections were natural,
and thanks to the aphrodisiac that prolonged those natural erections even further and amplified pleasure, Delin was made to feel a pleasure close to eternity.
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Five more days passed.
Before he knew it, two weeks had passed since the training began.
Delin, who had been dragged everywhere, now had to crawl ahead of the Queen.
A new educational method, hoping he would accept his place.
The Queen smiled as she gazed at Delin's backside.
A sight that made her want to pounce and bite his ear and torment him at any moment...
"Wait, stop."
Unable to hold back, the Queen yanked the leash up hard in the middle of the corridor and began kneading his buttocks tenderly.
"Keep tempting me like this? Are you a bad puppy flirting with your master?"
Delin, unable to nod or shake his head, simply offered up his body.
At times like this, showing the wrong reaction only resulted in longer, deeper caressing,
so simply offering his body quietly was the best course of action.
"Today, when we go, I won't leave you alone. You see, I thought of something fun."
Her hot breath clung to his ear as if melting it,
and her sticky voice burrowed inside, melting his brain.
"I prepared it for our puppy who's growing lewder by the day. Understand?"
It wasn't that Delin was growing lewder.
The Queen was growing increasingly intoxicated by Delin.
But since the Queen didn't properly understand love or romance, the only conclusion she could draw was that Delin was getting lewder by the day.
A pleased smile spread across her face at each of his reactions,
and seeing his tear-streaked face made her, without realizing it, grow thoroughly wet.
It was fun.
Had she ever had this much fun before?
Why had she lived until now not knowing such an enjoyable thing?
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Delin, too, was being stained by the Queen.
He was pickled in high-quality aphrodisiacs that made his head spin and his body desperate.
His body, steeped in pleasure, grew anxious whenever the Queen didn't touch him.
Since he was touched far more often than not, his lewd, adapted body no longer listened properly.
He had no energy.
He was beginning to forget how to speak,
and even the memories of his former life gradually grew hazy.
Getting his cock touched, ejaculating,
eating, sleeping,
serving the Queen,
only those things remained.
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Week three.
His mind began to alter and accept the situation little by little.
Humans, when they cannot change their circumstances, change their attitudes and thoughts.
Delin was the same. Unable to handle the situation he was in, he gradually began to reinterpret it.
'The Queen seems to be treating me more gently now.'
Unlike the early training that trampled his pride, the later training saw the Queen beginning to pursue her own desires.
Delin tried to view the Queen in a positive light; she now casually gave him kisses and gently squeezed his cock in a snug, tender way.
'Maybe she was a little bit of a bad person originally, but it seems like she's changing after meeting me.'
With an expression that he himself couldn't tell whether he was crying or smiling, Delin rubbed his cheek against the Queen's thigh.
It was the Queen's favorite aegyo. When he acted cute like this, the Queen would cherish him greatly and give him tender sex.
The term [he had been trained] didn't even cross his mind.
People don't easily accept the situations they're in.
Just a little!
If you turn your head ever so slightly, you can easily endure a tragic situation.
Why would you face reality and make yourself suffer?
Wives are happy even if their husband who drank and was violent every day skips drinking for just one day.
They adapt to a drastically lowered threshold of happiness.
Delin had fallen into the same situation.
"Good, oh so good... our puppy..."
The Queen gazed at Delin contentedly and stroked him.
Now, when she extended her foot, he would hesitate briefly, then immediately cling to it and lick it devotedly.
Her work was slowly nearing completion.
"You're going to live like this with master forever. Understand?"
Lick diligently,
shoot out jizz with all his might...
If he just did that, the Queen gave him delicious treats like before,
and comforted him with gentler sex than before.
"And, I'll let all those women go too. How about that?"
Severing even the very last remaining shreds of his will one by one, the Queen trained Delin.
'Then wouldn't it be okay to just keep living like this...?'
It feels good,
no need to feel guilty,
just keep living like this...
"And if... you say you don't want to be with me anymore, I will gladly let you go. Do as you wish, Delin-gun. Understand?"
Ah...
Truly a kind person.
Too kind...
Was there any need to leave...?
Wouldn't he be happy just living like this with the kind Queen...?
"I mean it. I'll respect Delin-gun's opinion. But... if you live with me, how enjoyable will it be going forward. I shall live warmly and happily like this always."
The Queen spoke words she didn't mean, slowly staining Delin.
There was no other choice for him anyway.
The two words — pleasure and submission — that had deeply stained his brain would never leave him.
Originally, she had planned to kill all the other women at the one-month mark and make Delin shout Save,
but the Queen employed a new strategy, even enduring the inconvenience.
She
did not want only the Save and Load ability,
she wanted Delin's heart as well.
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The training that continued every single day finally surpassed the long span of an entire month.
Outwardly, Delin had turned into a thoroughly obedient whore,
constantly blushing and fawning over the Queen.
"You should lick this foot too, right?"
He devotedly licked the Queen's foot in submission.
It felt like a happy life.
The thought that the Queen would always cherish him,
and that if he lived like this, he'd feel good every day without any particular worries.
"Today, there is a place we are to go together."
Where would they go?
Since he had listened very well yesterday, was she going to give him tasty food?
Or, was she going to make him feel even better?
"Oh dear, do you not remember? Philmark and Neva, and that little sibling. We must go release them all, yes?"
Ah, right.
She had said she'd release the three of them.
She originally said she'd kill them, but she was releasing them, so...
The Queen is truly kind.
...Panting, Delin followed the Queen and headed toward the women.
The Queen...
"There, Delin. You worked hard for a month. Now, do as you wish."
To turn him into a [puppy] that submitted of his own will, she gave her final command.
"Will you live happily with master from now on, or will you live with those filthy people... pick just one."
Near the Queen's knee, Delin gazed blankly at the women.
During the month he had been undergoing training...
The three women had been tied up the whole time, enduring suffering.
Even if they hadn't been tortured, the three women were terribly emaciated, perhaps having not been able to eat proper food or even drink water...
"If you want to go over there, you may go."
The Queen smiled.
She already knew.
That his brain, broken by the intense training, would ultimately be unable to leave her side.
Now he can't live without me.
Because he's my puppy.
"Do as you wish. There, quickly now."
As expected.
Just as she thought, Delin couldn't crawl forward and merely hovered at her feet.
Now he had become a pitiful puppy unable to live without her.
"Yes. Then from now on..."
From now on it would always be fun.
Play with him every day,
go on walks together,
at night lie together in bed pressed close...
"Huh?"
But Delin slowly crawled toward the women.
"Delin?"
The Queen stared at Delin's back, dumbfounded.
She couldn't understand what on earth she was seeing.
"Delin! Wha... what are you doing?"
The Queen stammered.
But Delin paid no mind, approached the knight, the thief, and the girl, and shed tears, drop by drop.
It made no sense.
"C-come here! What are you doing!"
The Queen, unable to accept a result she simply couldn't comprehend, yanked the leash strongly again and brought Delin back.
Choking, dragged back, he glared at the Queen not with the hazy eyes he had shown just moments ago, but with eyes alight with life.
"Ah..."
Glare?
At me?
"Y-you mustn't do this. Yes? Delin. Look at master's face. What on earth right now..."
Delin cut off the Queen's words, thrashed about, and slipped out of her embrace.
The place he headed was not beneath the Queen's feet,
but to the side of the one-eyed thief who was nearly dead,
the ungrateful, stupid deserter,
and the pitiable girl.