A Soothing Massage
“By the way, how was it? It wasn’t that bad, right?”
“I… I don’t know…”
She turned her whole body away, offering only the sight of her pure white back.
“Hehe…”
I slipped my arms around her in a loose embrace.
“Why do you keep getting so shy? We’ve already done nearly everything.”
We hadn’t mixed our bodies in the final way, but we had done almost everything else.
“It’s not like I wanted to do any of it.”
“That’s true, but…”
I drew her close by the neck as her words trailed off and blew softly into her ear.
“Hooo…”
“Ugh…”
“But it felt good, didn’t it?”
*slurp…*
“P-please stop…”
Rene voiced her refusal. Yet somehow her tone sounded less like rejection and more like a female quietly begging for more.
“You say stop, but there’s no real force behind your voice.”
“Hngh…”
She was enjoying it thoroughly and only refusing with her mouth.
“N-no, that’s not…”
I cupped her breast in my hand.
“What do you mean it’s not? Your nipples are already this stiff.”
Rene was shorter than me, so when I lifted my head just a little, her lush white breasts filled my view. I rubbed her erect nipple with my fingertip and continued.
“You’ve got them standing so proudly like this and you still say no? Are you going to keep lying to me?”
“Hngh…! S-stop… If you keep going, I feel like I’ll die.”
Her legs had already gone limp. Pushing her any further wouldn’t be wise for tomorrow’s schedule either. I released her full breasts and asked gently.
“Then tell me the truth.”
“Haa… I did get excited… but I really can’t take any more. If we do more, I’ll die, I’m telling you.”
The way she shook her head while speaking was utterly adorable.
“And how was today’s anal training? It felt good, right? Answer honestly and I’ll be nice.”
“I-it… it felt good.”
I pulled her close—her face now burning crimson—and leaned back. Both of us sank neck-deep into the warm water.
“Haa… Doesn’t it feel like all the fatigue is melting away?”
“Yes… I’m incredibly languid and sleepy.”
I stroked her smooth belly.
“D-don’t touch my stomach.”
“Come on, what’s the harm? It’s mine. Who’s going to complain if I touch what belongs to me? By the way, what on earth do you eat to make your skin this soft?”
It wasn’t a joke—her skin was so supple it reminded me of tofu. I was half-worried she might crumble under my hands like a block of fresh bean curd.
“I honestly don’t know either. Umm… Mother and my brother are the same, so maybe it’s a maternal trait?”
“Oh? What was your mother like?”
At my question Rene turned her head slightly, gazing at me with hazy eyes.
“Why did you use past tense?”
“Well, that’s…”
She was a fallen noble. Her parents had surely met unpleasant fates. I had finally built a pleasant atmosphere; ruining it now would be foolish. I intended to use this mood to create positive effects in the training sessions to come.
“I misspoke. What is your mother like, Miss Rene?”
“Umm… She is an incredibly strong person. She is renowned as the Iron-Blooded Empress.”
The Iron-Blooded Empress. Was her name Theodora? She was known throughout the Empire as a formidable woman of iron will. I didn’t know the details, however. Politics held no interest for me.
But… what was I really going to do about her mental illness?
I felt troubled thinking about Rene’s condition. Still…
“And Father seems frightening at first, but he is kind, warm-hearted, and overflowing with consideration. Otherwise the Papal Court would never have recognized him as a saint.”
A bright smile lit Rene’s face as she spoke of her family.
“My brother takes after Father a great deal. He seems cold, yet he is actually very warm. Because of the marriage issue, he has been causing Mother and Father so much…”
Suddenly Rene clapped a hand over her mouth, her expression one of pure panic. She looked as if she had said something she absolutely should not have.
“Haha, I’m sorry. I ended up talking only about myself again, didn’t I?”
I shook my head at her visibly flustered face.
“Not at all. I enjoy listening to you, Miss Rene. We’ve never had time to share stories like this before.”
A trainer required a certain degree of emotional connection with his slave. Even Rene’s casual remarks might contain useful hints for her training.
“Then where is your family, Master?”
The sudden question left me puzzled, but answering was difficult.
“My family?”
They were so far away I couldn’t even guess the distance. From what I had heard, a hero had appeared several years ago and defeated the Demon King… Was her name Shin Haneul? I remembered it clearly. It was a Korean-style name like my own, and since she had arrived here with her boyfriend, it was impossible to forget. I had been told she completely eradicated the immortal Demon King and returned to her original world with her lover.
It was a clue about my homeland, yet I felt no desire to return. The money I earned here as a trainer far exceeded what I had made working part-time jobs back in South Korea. Besides, I could freely indulge my darkest tastes in this world. Meeting a woman like Rene back in Korea? First of all, she was far more beautiful than any woman I had ever seen in films, dramas, or videos. Even in a land where the average standard of beauty was already high, she was exceptionally rare. And here, I could do anything I wanted to her—things that would have been utterly impossible back home.
“Master? What are you thinking about?”
She turned to look at me.
I shook my head and smiled.
“It’s nothing. I don’t have a family.”
“Ah?”
Rene’s face filled with regret before she quickly looked away.
“I’m sorry. I brought up something I shouldn’t have.”
“You know you did wrong, don’t you?”
As I spoke I gently squeezed her breast.
“M-Master?”
I pinched her nipple between my fingers and kneaded her breast more firmly.
“Why? You said something painful, so I’m touching something soft to soothe my mood. Is there a problem?”
“Even so…”
I whispered into the ear of the troubled girl.
“But your breasts are truly too beautiful, aren’t they?”
“I… I don’t know.”
To the embarrassed Rene I continued.
“The skin is like pure white snow, the nipples a vivid pink. And they’re incredibly soft…”
As I spoke I gave her nipple a light twist.
“Ugh!”
“Your reactions are adorable too.”
“D-don’t tease me.”
Her voice had grown tiny and crawling.
“But it feels good, right? Just being held like this in warm water.”
“That’s true… but your hands are too lewd.”
“Come on, we’ve done far more than this. How is this lewd?”
I buried my face against the nape of her neck.
“Let’s stay like this a little longer.”
“Yes…”
While I massaged her stiff nipples and plush breasts, relieving each other’s fatigue, her head came to rest against my chest.
“Are you tired?”
“Haa… It feels good, but… it’s getting rather hot now.”
I lifted my head slightly to look at her face. She did seem flushed. We had been in the hot water for quite a while.
“Let’s get out soon.”
I washed her body thoroughly, then dried her with care.
“I… I can do it myself.”
“Your legs have no strength right now, do they? What if you slip and fall? Here, give me your hand.”
At my words she hesitantly offered her hand. I wiped every drop of moisture from her, then dried myself as well.
Once I was fully dressed, I carefully lifted her from where she sat on the edge of the tub.
“Y-you don’t have to go this far…”
“I want to. You worked hard today, didn’t you?”
Occasional rewards like this served as motivation. She needed a safe haven from the stress and pain she endured when she disobeyed. I had to train her so that she would crave the carrot as much as she feared the stick.
I carried her naked body gently in my arms all the way to her room and laid her carefully on the bed. Then I fetched underwear and comfortable nightclothes from her closet.
“I… I can dress myself.”
“I’ll dress you.”
I slid the panties up from her ankles. As the fabric rose…
“Ugh…”
Her face flushed scarlet with embarrassment. Once her gray pubic hair was hidden, I slowly fastened her bra and helped her into the nightgown.
*chu.*
I placed a light kiss on the forehead of the girl lying in bed.
“Sleep well, Miss Rene.”
She pulled the blanket up to her lips and whispered,
“M-Master… you sleep well too.”
The next morning. When I entered her room to begin training…
“M-Master… my bottom hurts so much. I can’t move my legs. It hurts too much…”
Seeing her genuinely tearful expression, I lightly massaged her leg—
“Kyaa! I-it hurts!”
“Bear with it a moment.”
I pressed gently against her thighs and buttocks with my fingers.
“T-there!”
This… was clearly muscle strain.
I pressed various spots across her body, making my diagnosis. There was soreness in the gluteal muscles and thighs. After yesterday’s Kegel exercises and anal training, her lower-body muscles had been overworked. Kegels relied heavily on the glutes, so soreness was inevitable. During the anal session one leg had been raised by rope, forcing her lower body and pelvis to work hard to maintain balance.
A foolish trainer might have pushed through regardless, but that would be stupid. Kegel exercises were meant to strengthen the pelvic floor muscles. When those muscles were overworked and sore, they needed proper rest to grow stronger. From now on even the Kegels would have to be lighter. The anal training should also be paused for a day or two.
Once my thoughts were organized, I told her,
“Today’s training schedule will need a major change.”
“Ugh…”
Watching her grimace in pain, I glanced at the clock. Thirty minutes before Lili arrived. A light massage would be best.
“I’ll give you a massage.”
I pulled down her pajama pants and began kneading her thighs—
“Kyaaa! I-it hurts!”
“Endure it a little. The pain will lessen once the muscles loosen.”
“Kyuhk! It hurts right now! I feel like I’m dying!”
Rene’s screams filled the entire room.