Petty Revenge Tactics
A trickle of blood flowed from her lips. Watching it, I thought, What a stubborn bitch.
She wasn’t lightly biting her lip—she was clamping down so hard that blood poured freely. Seeing Rene fight with everything she had, desperate not to submit to the cock of a man who despised her as a whore who had disgraced the imperial family, I wondered: if she broke now, wouldn’t the despair be even worse? What would happen if she eventually surrendered to my cock? Would she drown in self-loathing? Or simply give up on everything?
“Not like you at all, Miss Rene, to be scheming like this.”
“Mmm… Hic…!”
She bit down harder, trying desperately to swallow her moans. The sheer willpower in her eyes as she glared at me with those rage-filled crimson pupils, determined to beat me no matter the pain—it made me feel reborn. A deep, intoxicating ecstasy surged through me, and the urge to torment her even more became overwhelming.
I moved the hand that had been gripping her shoulder down to her chest. Her breasts weren’t large enough to overflow my palm, nor were they too small. They were perfectly, beautifully balanced. I caressed them with deliberate care.
“Hnnngh… Ngh… Hnnngh…”
She kept biting her lip, using the pain to fight the pleasure. I wondered if she could truly hold out. With that thought, I squeezed her breast hard, then pressed persistently on the flesh near her collarbone.
With my other hand, I pinched her nipple and rolled it gently up and down. The soft pink bud stiffened under my fingers. As I kneaded her breasts and teased her nipples, Rene shook her head wildly. Her hair brushed against my cheek. Did she realize that writhing like this while drenched in sweat only made me want to break her even more?
The faint scent of rosemary tickled my nose. I buried my face in her hair, savoring it, and continued my relentless caresses. Beneath the soft flesh, I could feel thin strands of muscle responding, contracting tightly as if announcing their presence. Right here. I focused on that exact spot and kneaded it fiercely.
“Hnnngh! Haah… No… Not my breasts… Please, nooo!”
Her arousal had climbed. I rocked my hips harder, thrusting more violently.
“Haaaang! Nooo! Don’t—please, I’m begging you!”
It was almost comical, the way she seemed to be pleading with her own body not to betray her. But her flesh ignored her completely. Her body reached climax against her will.
-Twitch!
Her entire frame shuddered. “Haaaang!”
Her pelvis and waist trembled violently. I stroked them gently. The touch might have tickled under normal circumstances, but for her right now—pushed to the peak—it would only heighten the sensation like the perfect seasoning.
Rene’s legs gave out and she started to slump, so I caught her tightly in my arms. She must be hypersensitive right now. I watched the arousal level in my vision slowly drop. Then I slid my hand down and began rubbing her wet folds.
-Squish… Squish…
“Uwaaang! Nooo! Stop! Stop it—it’s too much! I’m gonna cum again! Stooop!”
The scream of a female in heat. It hadn’t been long since her last orgasm, so every nerve must be screaming. But beyond that hypersensitivity lay thick, rich pleasure. Most people would feel only pain at this level of stimulation, but she would have to learn to crave what lay on the other side.
-Schlick! Schlick!
I rubbed her soaked entrance and swollen clit faster, the lewd sounds growing louder.
“I-I’m sorry! I’m sooorry!”
Rene’s voice was thick with tears as she begged my forgiveness. Her tongue had gone slack; her pronunciation was slurred. Her arousal shot up to seventy percent at high speed, but I didn’t stop.
-Schlick! Schlick!
The obscene wetness inside her produced filthy, wet noises that filled the room.
“Haaack! S-save meee! I-I’m losing my miiind!”
Rene thrashed her head and struggled wildly. I licked her neck while keeping an eye on her arousal level. In an instant it hit eighty percent. Her pussy dripped messily onto the floor, completely out of control. Then it broke past eighty.
Now she was moving her hips, desperately trying to escape my hand.
“Uwaaak! Kyaaaak!”
Her moans sounded almost painful now. But this wasn’t pain. It was simply stimulation so intense that her untrained nerves couldn’t process it as anything but torment.
Rene flailed her legs uselessly, trying to dodge my touch.
-Heh.
Not happening. I locked her waist down with my arm and rubbed her even more roughly. Her arousal climbed past eighty, racing toward ninety. Ninety percent brought an overwhelmingly powerful orgasm. To think her body could already reach that level. All my efforts so far clearly hadn’t been wasted.
Wait— wasn’t this a little too fast?
Humans usually began to register pleasure beyond a certain threshold as pain. That was why one of the main goals of training was to rewire them so they wouldn’t. Reaching a ninety-percent climax normally required considerable endurance and time, yet…
Was she a natural?
The faster-than-expected results put me in a good mood.
“Kyaaaak! Let go! Let me gooo! Please let me gooo!”
I whispered slyly into her ear as she struggled. “If I let you go, what will you do for me?”
“Anything! I’ll do anything! Just let me gooo!”
I didn’t answer. I simply kept rubbing her dripping folds.
“Kyaaaaak! Haaang! Nooo—this… this is too… it’s zinging, it’s too much!”
She stomped her feet, trying to break free, but I refused to release her. Her back began to arch like a bow.
“Uwaaaang!”
Rene rose onto her tiptoes. Her waist curved slowly, and then—
Clear fluid dripped from her pussy.
-Drip. Drip. Drip.
“Haa… Haa…”
If there was ever a perfect image for “coming undone,” this was it. To let her fully savor the afterglow of her climax, I slowed my hand, rubbing her with deliberate, excruciating gentleness.
“Haa… Haa…”
I watched the number slowly fall. Her body trembled delicately as she panted, completely spent. I held her tightly so she could properly enjoy the lingering pleasure.
The rich, feminine scent rising from her body was surprisingly potent. I hadn’t expected such a beautiful woman to give off such a thick, heady aroma. It wasn’t unpleasant. The smell of her aroused juices stimulated my male instincts like an addictive drug.
The Rene who usually looked so pure and innocent was, in this moment, nothing more than a female lost in pleasure.
“Haa…”
I gazed at her as she basked in the afterglow. Yes… This next line is going to cut her deep.
“Was it that good? You third-rate, pathetic-cunt imperial princess?”
-Twitch.
She flinched at my words. I continued, “Release.”
The ropes binding her fell limply to the floor. “Hic… Hic…”
Her mouth was smeared with blood as she cried. She must have realized it by now—that she had been forced to climax by the hands of a man she hated. And that she had lost the bet.
I lifted her sobbing form from the floor and laid her gently on the bed. She immediately turned toward the wall, refusing to show me her face.
“Hic…”
I stared at the slender, trembling white back and shoulders of the pitifully weeping Rene. I couldn’t let her lips scar. I opened the recovery potion from my kit—with a cheerful pop—and held it out to her.
“Drink this.”
“……”
She gave no response. A tiny act of rebellion, even now? Cute, but I couldn’t allow bad habits to form. I stepped closer to the silent girl.
“If you don’t open your mouth and drink it right now, I’ll shove this entire bottle into your lewd little pussy.”
“…”
Still no reaction. Since I couldn’t allow her body to be marked, I spoke again.
“If you don’t drink this immediately, I’ll rape you right here and now…”
-Thud.
I grabbed her shoulder and turned her over. Rene twisted her head and glared at me with tear-filled eyes.
“Drink it.”
When I spoke with a firm expression, she timidly reached out a hand. I added in a softer tone, “Haa… Miss Rene, I have some errands to run so I’ll step out for a while. Rest well. Since it’s daytime, I’ll leave the lights on.”
With that, I left the training room.
He left just like that.
“Hic… Heuuung…”
The tears wouldn’t stop. I tried to hold them back, but I couldn’t. At first I had felt relieved that he accepted my proposal. I had even thanked the gods, thinking the situation wasn’t the absolute worst. I had done everything he asked.
But that monster… he forced me to say even more humiliating things and tormented me with them.
-Why aren’t you answering? Didn’t you want to go?
I did. That was why I had said those shameful words without hesitation. Even now I don’t understand why I did it. The frustration was suffocating… I wanted to end that endless pressure, so I threw away every last shred of a princess’s dignity and begged.
-Master… haa… Please… Please let me go…
I really had wanted to go. I wanted it so badly I was going insane. At least until I heard what came next.
-I’m curious just how depraved the imperial family’s sex lives must be for a princess who only became an adult yesterday to beg a man she met for the first time to send her away.
I was furious. The monster had insulted my homeland and my family without knowing anything about them. The rage was so intense I thought I would lose my mind.
But the reality was that I had to beg that same monster—
-Please, at least protect my virginity… haaaang… I’m begging you… hic.
—and even act cute while doing it.
-Master… It’s all my fault… so if you let me go… haa… would that be okay?
And then the final humiliation—
-Hurry up and put it in! No, please put it in quickly~ Okay? Master~
It was so shameful I wanted to die. I had rubbed my most precious place against that monster’s filthy cock myself.
-Do the women of the imperial family beg strangers for cock like common whores?
-Even prostitutes who take money wouldn’t do what you just did. They at least pretend because they need the coin, but you were moving your body because you enjoyed it. Wouldn’t comparing you to a whore be an insult to whores?
I had even heard those words.
That bastard. That filthy bastard. How dare he compare me to a whore?
-Thump! Thump!
I punched the innocent pillow again and again.
-Keep squeezing your thighs until I cum. Then I’ll release the slave.
-Oh my, is that true? Because a whore like you from that bloodline would cum so hard from just being rubbed that your legs would give out.
Even after hearing all that, I still lost the bet. I don’t know whether he would have actually released me if I had won, or if it was all a lie. Either way, the shame was something I could never wash away.
-You bastard. You piece of trash. I will kill you. I swear I will.
-Was it that good? You third-rate, pathetic-cunt imperial princess?
The sight of Arthur smirking as he said those words made rage boil inside me. I wished he would die. I wished he would taste even greater despair and pain than I had.
Had I done something wrong to that monster? Was that why he was taking revenge on me? Or had I committed some sin so terrible that even Lord El was furious with me?
What exactly had I done so wrong that Lord El would inflict this cruel trial upon me?
I had never harmed anyone. I had only ever given to others. So why did I have to suffer like this?
I quietly offered a desperate prayer to the god I believed in.