Rene's Shock in the Ominous Training Room
-Shrrrip! I tore the Stiffening Scroll I'd kept ready in my pocket, freezing Rene's body in place. She looked like she wanted to say something, but with every muscle locked, she couldn't utter a word.
"Alright then, shall we begin the training preparations?" I carefully laid her motionless body down on the floor. The first thing to do in the punishment room was to strip Rene of her clothes. Since they were expensive, I had to be gentle. I undid the dress buttons and carefully slipped each arm free, then eased the garment down to reveal her underwear and pale skin.
Next, I bound her hands in front of her with Slime Rope and hung her from the hook in the ceiling. A beautiful naked woman. In this setting, it almost suited the place. A brick-walled room with a beauty whose porcelain skin was fully exposed. Her hands were tied with the translucent green Slime Rope, the knot hooked above so her bra was clearly visible. If I took a photo of this and sold it as a gravure shoot back in the modern world, it would fetch a fortune. She was more stunning than any model I'd ever seen.
Black bra and panties against that stark white skin. There were no scars on her legs or blemishes on her face—just flawless, unmarred skin without a single mole. The only imperfection was the transparent green Slime Rope, but it was necessary to avoid leaving marks or bruises. Still, thinking about the money made it tolerable. I'd admired her enough. Time to remove the rest of her underwear.
Rene remained still as a corpse. I skillfully stripped off her undergarments and looped the Slime Rope around her right knee, pulling it up to spread her buttocks as wide as possible. That would make insertion easier during anal training. Forcing it in carelessly could tear her anus, and even with potions, infections from the microbes in the rectum and colon were common. I'd need a priest's holy magic for that, and if they realized Rene was a slave, they might refuse to help. Better to prepare thoroughly.
I stretched the rope from her knee up to the ceiling hook, making it taut. Loose bindings in this position were actually more dangerous.
-Creak...
"Whew! That's done." As I wiped the sweat from my brow after finishing the rope work, the Stiffening Scroll's effect seemed to wear off.
"What... what are you doing?" I tore another scroll before she could move.
"We're not ready yet, so please stay still." An orange aura coiled around my hand. When I lightly touched Rene's body, the light was absorbed into her. Her head soon drooped limply.
That bothered me a little. Rene had a habit of covering her face when embarrassed. It was an instinctive female reaction, but I enjoyed seeing it. Watching someone as noble as her lose herself to pleasure gave me a deep sense of satisfaction. Honestly, it was cute, and I wanted to burn every moment into my memory.
Looking at her short hair, I wondered how to keep her face from drooping so I could fully enjoy her expressions. Then an idea struck. I pulled a regular rope from the training cart—rough, twisted fiber—and gathered her hair neatly, tying it back with the rope before securing it to the ceiling hook so she couldn't lower her head.
"That should do it." Glancing at the clock, I saw the scroll's time was nearly up. "Miss Rene, you have eleven Orgasm Controls left, correct?"
Since most of her motor functions were paralyzed, she couldn't answer, so I continued. "First, I'll restrain you with the Stiffening Scroll and keep performing Orgasm Control. You'll want to speak, to moan... but the paralysis will stop you from resisting or even talking. Sounds quite lewd, doesn't it?"
Her eyes trembled at my words, as if to say that was absolutely unacceptable.
"You don't like that? If you don't, blink twice." She blinked twice. "Then will you behave from now on?" She blinked frantically, trying to signal something. "You look like you want to say something. Does that mean you'll obey? Then keep your eyes closed." Rene squeezed her eyes shut, as if promising to follow my orders. At the same time, her body trembled. Paralysis didn't stop convulsions, after all.
"Then I can proceed with the anal training, right? If yes, blink twice." Rene opened her eyes and glared at me, but eventually... she blinked twice. In this situation, she must have realized refusal was pointless and given up.
"Heh." I gently stroked her bangs. "Don't lie. You won't behave, will you? Either way, this Orgasm Control session will make it clear." I took out the vibrator. It was getting a bit cliché, but among non-penetrative tools, it was the most reliable.
"Alright, let's begin." I looked down at Rene's spread, exposed sex.
-Vrrrrrr! I pressed the vibrator against her pink clitoris. Maybe because she hadn't had an enema, she responded quite well. Even without visible reactions, her arousal was rising—faster than usual, in fact. She had a bit of a masochistic streak, didn't she? Clear fluids glistened between her folds. In under ten minutes she reached 69%, so I stopped the vibrator and used another Stiffening Scroll. Watching her arousal drop to 50%, I tormented her again with the vibrator.
How long had it been? Roughly the tenth time, and I'd used up all the Stiffening Scrolls I'd bought.
"Hwaaaaaah!" Rene let out a violent moan. "Haaah! Let me come! Please! Let me comeee!"
"Oh? The scroll wore off?"
"Let me come! I want to! I'm going to go crazy like this! Hngh!" She shook her head, but the rope kept her from moving properly. I flicked her clitoris with my finger.
"You have one left, remember? Hold on a little longer."
"No! I can't! I can't hold it!" With the paralysis gone, she thrashed and begged to be allowed release. The moment I saw her hit 69% again, I pulled the vibrator away.
"Aaaah... nooo!" She twisted her hips lewdly, chasing the toy. It was rather cute.
"Please... please let me come! Let me come!" I switched off the vibrator and stroked her cheek.
"If you take this training well, I'll let you."
"H-huh... with my butt?"
"Yes." Conflict flashed across her face.
"I just have to stay still?"
"No. You have to come from your anus. Coming during training is allowed." I moved behind her and examined the anal beads. "There's no way I can come from that, you bastard!"
Cute. "Pfft... Of course you can. The human anus has so many nerves." I picked up the smallest set of beads. The first bead was only about 2mm in diameter—barely recognizable as anal beads—and the whole string was barely 7cm long. First, I needed to apply cream thoroughly inside. I could apply it to the visible part myself, but the internal area was best lubricated this way. I carefully coated the beads with anal intercourse cream.
"Relax your body now." -Pat, pat. "Hnnngh..." Her body was so sensitive that even a light touch aroused her. "Did you just moan from being patted?"
"Ungh... so let me come." Where had her usual moral demeanor gone? Now she was begging to climax. "You can come from your anus, remember?"
"There's no way that's possible!" While listening to her, I generously applied cream to her anus. "Hngh... stop..."
"Just wait. I'll make you feel good." "Hnn... I want to come. My chest feels so tight..." -Slap, slap. "This might sting a little." Like a nurse tapping a patient's butt before an injection, I patted Rene's rear and brought the beads to her anus. "W-wait, what are you putting in... hngh..." As the tiny bead slowly entered her rosebud, Rene's hips twitched. "It's cold! Stop!" Because it was so small, the bead slipped in instantly. I moved it up, down, left, and right to spread the lubricant evenly inside. "Ugh... weird." "Still, it's not completely bad, right?" "It is bad." I continued lubricating while checking her arousal. 59%. The prolonged Orgasm Control had left it quite high. "Hngh... it feels strange." Huh? Had I been mistaken? Her arousal ticked up to 60%. So... she was sensitive anally? Normally, anal arousal was difficult. While the area had plenty of nerves capable of pleasure, mental resistance from social stigma often interfered. But Rene seemed naturally more receptive there than most. This would be easier than expected. Once the inside was sufficiently lubricated, I removed the beads and spoke while coating a larger set—the diameter starting at 1cm and gradually increasing to about 2cm. "Now, something a little bigger is going in." "Kyaaah!" -Slap, slap. "Relax your hips." I said this while inserting the tapered tip. "W-wait, this is too big!" To her surprised protest, I replied in a casual tone. "Oh, if something really big went in, you wouldn't even be able to breathe, Miss Rene."