The Bet That Broke Her
Rene raged with pure fury, completely unaware of my sinister thoughts. She pressed on, her voice full of desperate hope. “Think about it. If I do everything you say… wouldn’t that make training me much easier?”
My hesitation must have looked like an opening to her. If that was the case, I had to crush it. Rene, the sight of you drowning in despair is so lovely it drives me mad.
“Very well. I just need to remove the handcuffs and collar, correct?”
I fetched the key and unlocked the fluffy handcuffs. When I complied so readily, she stared at me in shock, as if she had never imagined this outcome. Suspicion quickly filled her eyes.
“R-really? You’re not trying to trick me like before?”
Oh, I absolutely am.
“Of course not.”
She stared into my eyes, searching for any hint of deceit. It was adorable.
“Why? Are you afraid you’ll lose to a mere 4th Tier Mage? I’m actually quite strong, you know.”
At my provocation, Rene took the bait immediately. She spoke as though she could kill me with a single glance.
“Hmph. Remove the collar. Now.”
It was laughable. A 4th Tier Mage was indeed overwhelmingly powerful by this world’s standards. Did she truly believe I would release her Mana Restraint without any precautions? Her innocence bordered on stupidity… but it was cute, so I let it slide. I was looking forward to an even cuter reaction soon.
Perhaps misunderstanding my thoughts, Rene continued her provocation.
“You’re not going to back out now like some cowardly man, are you?”
Was she that anxious I might refuse? I gave her a bright, reassuring smile.
“Of course not.”
Still smiling, I added, “What are the conditions for victory? Knowing your personality, you’d rather die than surrender, wouldn’t you?”
She looked at me in disbelief before glaring with murderous intent.
“You think I’ll lose?”
“Even so, we need rules. I have no confidence in winning, so you can kill me however you like. But you’re a client’s precious property. I can’t just kill you on a whim.”
Rene frowned for a moment, then spoke.
“I won’t lose to the likes of you, so don’t waste my time.”
I shrugged.
“If we don’t set proper rules, I won’t do it.”
Thinking I might change my mind, she spoke in a rush.
“Then if you subdue me and put the collar back on, I lose!”
Once her defeat condition was set, I nodded readily.
“Agreed.”
I grabbed her collar.
—Click.
The moment the collar came off, wind began to swirl violently around her. So this was mana. As I thought that, Rene glared at me with triumphant eyes, as if she could kill with her gaze alone.
“I’ll grind your bones and feed your limbs to stray dogs!”
Her crimson eyes seemed to burn with fury. Imagining that intense rage reduced to pathetic crawling on the floor only excited me further.
Completely unaware of my dark thoughts, Rene focused solely on revenge. She ground her teeth, eyes filled with murderous intent. All I had done was apply a weak aphrodisiac and force her to climax, yet she acted as though it warranted death. I quickly stepped back.
“That’s only if I lose, right?”
“Hah… you filthy commoner.”
Seeing her genuine smile for the first time since meeting her made my heart race. She was so confident. I wanted to break her as soon as possible. What would happen if, just when she thought she had escaped despair, I gave her an even greater one? I was curious to see her reaction.
“I’ll kill you here and slaughter everyone outside too, so you won’t be lonely.”
A flame larger than a human head formed in her palm. If that hit me… it would be instant death. But I felt no fear.
“If possible.”
I couldn’t stall any longer. I rotated the ring’s gemstone ninety degrees. The blue jewel turned red. I pressed it.
“Kyaa!”
The bright flames behind Rene vanished. Her legs trembled violently before she collapsed. A scream tore from her throat.
“Kyaaaaah!”
I slowly pressed and released the red gem as I walked toward her.
“Uwaaah! D-don’t come! Kyaaaaah! …It hurts! It hurts…! Don’t come, don’t come near me, what are you—kyaaah!”
When the gem was red, pressing it activated the electric magic circle engraved on her clitoris. When blue, the ring connected directly to the nerves of her clitoris. Red delivered electric shocks; blue would feel like gentle stroking. This ring had cost me a fortune to create.
“How is it? Looks like I’ve won.”
I pressed the red gem again as I spoke.
“Ugyagyagyagyak!”
She drooled and cried, legs spread wide as her body convulsed from the current. Thanks to that, Rene’s secret place was fully exposed. It was pink. Her beautifully flushed folds were exquisite. If I trained and sold her, she would fetch an enormous price… It was a shame she was a client’s property.
—Drip, drip…
While I was thinking, Rene even began to urinate. The electric magic must have stimulated the muscles around her bladder. She looked like she was in pain. Time to wrap this up. I walked over, refastened the collar, and smiled broadly.
“I won, didn’t I?”
With her hope shattered, she stared blankly, tears streaming down her face.
“This… this isn’t fair… *sniff*… You’re cheating…”
Was it despair? Of course it was. She had clung to false hope, and the price was an even deeper fall from a greater height. Regardless, the sight of her sprawled on the floor, sniffling, was unbearably lovely. Yes… stay powerless and cry. Cry more.
“*Sniff*… *sniff*… Hwaaang! Cheater! You’re a cheater! Hwaaaang!”
She sobbed and wailed, having wet herself. She looked completely like a child. To break her pride, I mocked her.
“Oh my, oh my. Rene, not only did you lose the bet, but you cried and even wet yourself?”
My goal was to make her feel a slight thrill even from such humiliation. She needed to grow accustomed to it.
“*Hic*… Why… why are you doing this to me?”
As she sat on the floor crying, I approached to refasten the fluffy handcuffs.
“Let go! Let go of me… you cheater! Don’t touch me!”
Her body twitched, but her legs wouldn’t move properly after the electric shock to her clitoris. She struggled desperately to escape, but her magic and legs were both useless now.
“You lost the bet, so you have to do as I say.”
“Shut up, you cheating bastard!”
—Click.
The handcuffs robbed her wrists of freedom. Rene didn’t even curse anymore. Had she never heard such words in her life? She sat on the floor, resigned, and simply cried.
“Hwaaaang… Mother… *sob*… What do I do… Father… Mother! *Hic*… Brother…”
I embraced the wailing girl and carried her to the bathtub. First, I needed to clean up the urine. I was a gentleman; I had no interest in that sort of thing.
“Let’s wash up first. I never imagined a noble would wet herself. Even commoners learn to use the toilet by age five.”
At my mocking tone, she burst into loud sobs, as if the words had wounded her deeply.
“Hwaaaang! You’re saying… I’m worse than commoners! Hwaaaang!”
Her reaction made the humiliation all the more satisfying.
***
I laid the sniffling Rene in the bathtub and turned on the faucet.
—Gush, gush.
“How’s the temperature? Just right?”
She only sniffled, offering no reply. I left her alone and picked up a book. I wasn’t confident in washing a woman myself. She would manage somehow. Just as I thought that, Rene spoke.
“*Sniff*… It’s hot…”
What was this cute creature? I stood up and adjusted the faucet to add colder water. A moment later—
“A little cold…”
I narrowed my eyes.
“Rene… you do realize you’re a slave, correct?”
She replied in a tearful voice.
“No! I’m not a slave! I’m the Empire’s princess!”
Her princess syndrome was more severe than expected. How was I supposed to fix that? Unfortunately, this world lacked systematic psychology like the modern era. Only psychology that improved training efficiency existed. I needed to seriously consider how to handle this situation. Still… if I teased her every time her princess syndrome flared up, wouldn’t it lessen? She might feel too embarrassed to claim she was a princess anymore.
“My goodness… Is there really a twenty-year-old princess who wets herself?”
Rene suddenly went rigid. Tears welled in her eyes before she began crying again.
“Hwaaaang! No! That’s not true!”
She was wailing now. If I provoked her further, it might backfire on me, so I left her alone. The water had risen to a suitable level. I grabbed some soap and began lathering her body. Her face flushed red.
“Don’t… I can do it myself… *sniff*… If you remove the handcuffs, I’ll wash myself…”
Hmm. Should I remove the handcuffs and let her do it? I also needed to prepare for round two… While I was hesitating, she spoke again.
“Really… I lost, so I know I can’t beat you… I won’t do anything strange.”
I suspected she was plotting something. Given her personality, she wouldn’t break easily. If she broke too easily… that wouldn’t do. It was more fun this way. So I pretended not to notice and gave her hope once more.
“If that’s the case, fine. Washing a vulgar slave’s body is troublesome anyway.”
Rene’s lips twitched as if she wanted to say something, then closed. I suppressed a laugh at the sight and removed the handcuffs before sitting beside the tub. At my action, she hesitated before speaking.
“*Mm*… Thank you…”
Then she hurriedly began lathering herself with soap. Was she embarrassed about being naked?
“Um… it’s embarrassing, so… could you turn around?”
I hadn’t expected her to try something so obvious. Was it because she was young? Or was she that desperate? Did she think I wouldn’t suspect anything if she just tried anything at all? Well, having lived as a noble until twenty, she probably didn’t know much about the world. If I let it slide too easily, she might grow suspicious, so I shot back.
“Rene, you’re a slave now. How will you manage if you’re embarrassed about showing your naked body? Your master could order you to walk naked through the middle of the city.”
Her face turned crimson as she avoided my gaze.
“B-but you’re going to train me later anyway… so I won’t be as embarrassed then… That’s why, even now…”
I felt a mix of disbelief and amusement. Did she seriously think she would receive proper training from me? She was willing to swallow her pride just to escape, yet she said something so ridiculous. And after being naked this whole time, she was only now claiming to be embarrassed and asking me to turn around? Her ploy was so shallow it was hard to even pretend to fall for it. I forced myself to hide my true feelings and turned my head.
“*Sigh*… Understood. Hurry up and finish washing.”
Her sweet voice reached my ears.
“*Mm*… Thank you. Since you won earlier… I’ll do whatever you say from now on.”
But the content was absurd. I stayed still, listening carefully from behind. After about three minutes—
“Hey… you really aren’t looking, right?”
—Splash.
A faint but distinct sound of something large emerging from the water reached me. How foolish… Still, I was curious what she was planning.
“A man doesn’t go back on his word.”
—Clink.
The sound of chains lightly striking each other. I could hear her approaching stealthily.
“*Mm*… I believe you. Of course I do.”
Her voice, unusually gentle, drew closer. This should be enough. I turned my head sharply toward the direction she was approaching from.
“I’m not a child. Did you really think something like this would work—”
Rene swung the handcuffs straight at my face. I caught her wrist and subdued her.
“Let go! Let… go! Let me go!”
Soon she was bound in the handcuffs once more.
“Good grief. It was so obvious that pretending to fall for it was exhausting.”
I carried her to the bed.
“Let go, you filthy bastard! You’re not even a man!”
“Pfft… Just follow the terms of the bet.”
“You think I’d follow such a cowardly bet? Do you really think I would?!”
She screamed at the top of her lungs, struggling with all her might as I threw her onto the bed. Now, what punishment should I give this ill-mannered girl? While pondering, I rummaged through the cart. Hmm… this was the cream that caused intense tickling. A good idea came to mind.