A Princess in Heat
Rene covered her lips with the back of her hand. I poured olive oil over her chest.
“Hngh…”
Rene let out a soft moan at the warm olive oil. I spread it evenly across her full, voluptuous breasts.
“You… you’re too lewd.”
The oil glistened under the light.
“This is just a normal massage.”
I kneaded her breasts while spouting lines straight out of some third-rate hypnosis app novel. In truth, the armpits contain lymph nodes. Starting the massage from the chest and draining waste toward the armpits is the proper technique.
“Hngh…”
“Could you raise your arms above your head?”
At my request, she obediently lifted her arms. Her smooth, bare armpits were fully exposed. I tilted the container and poured oil directly onto them.
“Ugh…”
Then, as I used both hands to spread the oil across her armpits…
“Kyaa! W-wait a second?!”
I spoke to the startled Rene.
“It’s to drain the waste, so please bear with it a little.”
“Pfft! I-it tickles! It really tickles! Kyaa!”
Rene burst into laughter and began squirming in resistance. I straddled her waist and pressed firmly into her armpits.
“Kyaaa! N-nooo!”
Her ticklish laughter was surprisingly cute. It gave off the feeling of a truly pure, innocent girl. Of course, she was now an anal-loving masochist who came hard from her back hole.
“Haa… haa…”
When I finally removed my hands from her armpits, Rene was breathing heavily. I pinched her pink nipples and rubbed them roughly.
“Ugh!”
Nipples are packed with nerve endings, making them excellent erogenous zones. The layer of oil prevented too much friction even when I squeezed harder, allowing her to feel everything more intensely.
“What’s this? You’re getting aroused from a simple massage? Rene, you really are an uncontrollable pervert, aren’t you?”
“That’s…”
At my degrading words, she turned her head slightly and let out a faint, heated moan.
“Answer me. Did you feel it? Or not?”
“…I felt it.”
I was satisfied by her tiny, submissive voice. In the past, she would have hesitated and tried to act like a proper lady. Her training was clearly progressing nicely.
“Since you were honest, I’ll give you a reward.”
I gathered the flesh of her left breast inward. This technique forces more blood into the breast, dramatically increasing sensitivity. Depending on the person, it can raise sensitivity in the nipples by twenty to forty percent.
I took her now hyper-sensitive pink nipple into my mouth.
-Slurp…
“Haaang!”
Rene’s breast tasted of olive oil. The sweet aroma of the oil mixed with her natural rosemary scent created a flavor so exquisite it was almost impossible to describe. If only the greasy, unpleasant aftertaste of the oil wasn’t there.
“Hngh! Haa!”
Watching her wrap both arms around my head, I thought to myself, She’s reached the stage where she can face pleasure head-on.
Women in this world are taught to value purity above all else. Therefore, it’s considered important for a woman to speak and behave modestly. As a result, pure women tend to avoid such acts and strive to appear virtuous. But once they become married, things change. That’s when they truly begin to enjoy sex.
Since they’re married and have a husband, seducing him for pleasure isn’t considered a sin here. Rene’s current state could be compared to that of a married woman.
“Haa…! It feels good! Right there!”
She clung to my head with her arms, begging for more like a bitch in heat. I smiled inwardly at how much her lewdness had developed since she started feeling pleasure from anal.
Following her request, I gently scraped her nipple with my teeth.
“Haah!”
When her hips bucked, I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist.
-Slurp! Slurp! Chup chup!
I deliberately made loud sucking sounds as I devoured her delicious breasts.
“Hngh!”
I pulled back slightly from Rene, who was letting out cries close to screams, and studied her face. Her expression was completely melted, her eyes glazed over.
“More… please give me more.”
Watching the woman who usually acted so prim and proper now openly expressing her desires, I gently stroked her hair.
“What a good girl. Since you were honest, I’ll do even more for you.”
-Slurp…
“Ah, it feels so good…”
Rene clung to my neck, letting out sweet moans. After giving her plenty of foreplay, I tried to pull away to finish the massage, but…
“Master… I want it so badly.”
Her unexpected words caught me off guard.
“Pardon?”
I hadn’t even used orgasm control yet. This was completely unforeseen. Orgasm control was practically torture, breaking down reason and dragging out raw instinct. But she was saying she wanted it while still fully conscious?
“Are you saying you want to have sex with me?”
Rene shyly nodded at my question.
“After all… I’m your slave now… and right now, I want to do it with Master so much.”
She lowered her head, gazing at my lower body. It was only natural for a woman to want sex once the mood heated up. Rene’s reaction wasn’t strange, but compared to how much she had hated it at first, this was an enormous improvement.
Ah? So she’s weak to romantic atmospheres and sweet talk?
Whatever the reason, the current mood seemed perfect for training. I lifted her chin so our eyes met. Behind her crimson pupils burned an intense sexual desire. This is the real deal.
“How badly do you want it?”
“My pussy is throbbing so much… I’m in heat… I want Master’s cock to pound deep inside me.”
She was now saying quite vulgar things. I grabbed her waist and stroked her lower body.
“Hngh… Please fuck me. Please thrust hard into this lewd slave’s pussy.”
I could feel her folds completely soaked with love juices.
“Unfortunately, we can’t right now.”
“W-why not?”
She looked genuinely disappointed, as if she hadn’t expected rejection.
“Because you’re not fully trained yet. If you receive proper training, I’ll fuck you all night long.”
“B-but I can already squeeze really well…”
She was falling into the exact shape I desired. She even spread her legs slightly, showing off her secret petals in an attempt to seduce me.
-Slap.
“You’ve learned Kegel exercises, yet you’re squeezing already? You need to hold it for a full hour to do it properly.”
Rene’s face went pale with shock.
“O-one… hour?”
Yesterday she had only managed about three minutes.
“Yes. One hour. I tend to last quite a long time, you see. You’ll need to hold it that long to satisfy me, right?”
In reality, I planned to keep her virginity intact so I could sell her for a high price, but there was no reason to tell her the truth now. Since I had realized she was weak to sweet, loving atmospheres, if I used sex as a reward… she would become an excellent student from now on.
“B-but… is holding it for an hour even possible?”
I nodded at her question.
“It is. Now, let’s finish the massage.”
And so, I completed her massage.
The Empire’s Empress Theodora and her husband Debian had arrived in Roman. News of the couple’s visit after nearly a year of traveling sent the imperial capital into an excited frenzy. After all, they were the wise Empress and the Saint chosen by the gods, the Grand Duke who had stepped forward in the final war, prepared to die for the sake of others.
“Kyaaa! Your Majesty the Empress!”
“Your Highness the Grand Duke!”
As their carriage traveled down Roman’s main avenue, massive crowds gathered along the road just to catch a glimpse of their faces and cheer in welcome.
“Long live Her Majesty the Empress!”
“Long live His Highness the Grand Duke!”
“Hehe, it looks like nothing has changed here.”
“Indeed.”
Both of them felt relieved seeing that the atmosphere and appearance of Roman hadn’t changed much since they left.
“Darling, it seems there would be no problem handing the throne over to Ian, don’t you think?”
When Theodora spoke with a giggle, Debian shook his head.
“Isn’t it a bit early to feel relieved? It’s only been a year, and maintaining something is always easier than building it. We should evaluate Ian based on actual documents.”
He knew better than anyone how difficult it was to rule an empire. Although the nobility had grown significantly weaker compared to before, they still held privileges. With technological advancement, they were making massive investments and securing their interests. Knowing that the industrial revolution would soon begin, Debian believed a tremendous change was coming to the Empire.
And whether the Empire can endure that change will all depend on Ian’s hands.
It might happen in ten years, or perhaps several decades later.
“Hmph. You used to say you wanted to hand over the throne quickly.”
At the Empress’s words, Debian gave an awkward smile.
“I do hope Ian does well. But maybe it’s because he’s my son? His flaws stand out to me.”
“Oh please. Who wouldn’t have flaws in front of a genius like you? Ian may not be a genius like you, but he’s certainly not a fool.”
Debian looked like he wanted to say something in response to Theodora’s words. But he simply let out a deep sigh and said,
“That’s not what I mean. When we step down and Ian takes over, a massive change will come. If Ian fails to handle it properly, the Empire might collapse.”
At his words, the Empress gave a small smile.
“Pfft, are you still talking about that? That the citizens will rise up and overthrow the Empire? Do you think that would be easy? Look at them. The people love us this much. Do you really think they would drive out our son and create a new nation?”
The moment Theodora finished speaking, flower petals showered down from outside the carriage window.
“Your Majesties! May you enjoy eternal health!”
“Long live Crown Prince Ian! Long live Princess Rene!”
It was a peaceful time. The Empire was developing at an unprecedented rate. Food was overflowing thanks to fertilizers developed decades ago, and with that surplus came the birth of countless new industries. New technologies emerged every day, and everyone seemed satisfied with this rapidly advancing society.
“Well? When technology advances, there will always be people who resist it.”
“Come on, who would resist?”
The moment Theodora finished speaking—
“Your Majesty. We have arrived at the imperial palace.”
A knight’s voice came from outside the carriage.
“Alright, enough of that strange talk. Let’s go inside. I want to see Ian and Mother.”
As soon as the carriage door opened, the Golden Knight Order and the imperial family were lined up in formation.
“Mom, Dad, did you have a good trip?”
Crown Prince Ian stepped forward to greet them. Theodora’s face lit up with a bright smile.
“Yes, we had a wonderful time.”
“Sister! I missed you!”
Joy, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time, threw herself into Theodora’s arms.
“Joy, did you behave while I was gone? How is Mother?”
“Mother is…”
Joy’s eyes darted around as she stayed in Theodora’s embrace. In that instant, she instinctively sensed that something had happened in the palace.
“Ian, now that I think about it, I sent a letter asking about Rene, but I never received a reply. Is something wrong?”
At the Empress’s question, Ian scratched his cheek awkwardly and said,
“That… I think it would be better to talk about it inside.”
There were too many people here to discuss it openly.
“I see… Let’s do that.”
And so, they all entered the imperial palace.