The Barrier's Cruel Tease

In the cheap inn I’d just rented near the Trainer Association, I lay on the bed writing today’s training journal. I had originally planned to sleep in the training room, but it felt a bit too cold, so I decided to stay here one more night and move into a larger training room starting tomorrow.

I stretched out on the mattress and slowly recorded the details.

I tapped the quill against the page. Eight times, huh? A satisfied little smile tugged at my lips as I wrote the number down.

In a space utterly devoid of light, a woman lay on the bed.

“Hic… why… why is this happening to me? What did I ever do wrong?”

A delicate, sorrowful voice wept pitifully. Yet woven into that voice was a strange, unmistakable thread of pleasure. The more she sobbed in despair, the heavier her breathing grew.

If I lose my virginity here… my life as a member of the imperial family will be over.

In this place, any woman who lost her purity was considered lewd. In high-society marriages, lack of chastity was an immediate disqualification.

Rene was the Empire’s princess, currently betrothed to a prince of the rival United Kingdom. If word got out ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that she had lost her virginity… the engagement could collapse. And that wouldn’t just be a simple break between royal houses. It could spark another clash between the continental superpower and the maritime superpower of the New Continent.

During the previous emperor’s reign, the two nations had been at each other’s throats. The United Kingdom, a naval power that earned vast wealth from the New Continent. The Empire, which had traditionally ruled the continent. Naturally, the United Kingdom feared the Empire’s expansion into the seas with pathological intensity, while the Empire dreamed of advancing into the vast New Continent. Their interests had collided violently.

Now, thanks to the current emperor’s husband—Rene’s father—the two countries cooperated, traded, and maintained a friendly partnership. But if her father and mother passed away and her brother took the throne? Everything could revert to the old hostility. In the worst case, war might break out again.

That… that can’t happen.

Yet even in the midst of such a devastating thought, Rene’s breathing only grew faster.

“Haa… hic.”

My body feels so hot. Mother, what should I do? If I lose my virginity like this… the Empire might be plunged into war again…

At the thought of war, she squeezed her eyes shut.

I must prevent war at all costs!

But without realizing it, her hand slowly drifted downward.

Haa… something’s wrong… my chest feels tight.

Memories of the training she had endured earlier flashed through her mind.

That bastard put something like poison inside me. It must be because of that.

Her chest grew tighter and tighter. She could feel something burning deep inside.

That vile bastard… if I touch it the way he did, will it feel better?

She shook her head violently. Masturbation was a sin against the gods. Her father held a religious status higher than the Pope himself. It was only natural that she would hesitate… but she had experienced moments in her life when her chest grew hot or the place between her legs became damp.

Still, no one had ever touched her there before today. The sensations she had felt while he toyed with her were completely foreign. Too frightening to call them good, yet too addictive to call them bad.

Ugh… I can’t hold it anymore.

She wanted to relieve this suffocating pressure.

“This… this is just because of the drug. So…”

Rene closed her eyes and gently pressed the spot that had suffered all day long. A sharp, tingling stimulation shot through her.

“Haa… haa… it’s the drug’s fault… so it’s not a sin.”

Rationalizing to herself, she continued rubbing her sex. Instinctively, she understood.

If I touch it just a little more… I think it’ll feel better.

When he had caressed her earlier, an almost maddening sensation had surged up. She knew that ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠if she reached that point, this frustration would end and something pleasurable would come instead. Her instincts whispered the truth.

If I do it the way that bastard did, I’ll feel relieved.

With that thought, she began stroking herself with her own hand. At first her movements were awkward and shy, the act itself unfamiliar, but instinct quickly overpowered reason and her touch grew more skilled.

With fingers as white and delicate as porcelain, she rubbed her pussy roughly.

“Hic… haa…”

Ugh… it’s getting so wet down there… so slippery…

As a massive wave of pleasure slowly built, her face filled with ecstasy.

“Haaang… hic… haa… haaaang! I’m almost there!”

Just a little more… I’m so close…

Suddenly, her fingers were repelled from her entrance.

“Ah… w-what is this? No!”

Rene desperately tried to touch herself again, but something cruelly blocked the space between her fingers and her sex. She saw a transparent membrane-like barrier. Her face twisted in horror.

This… this is a barrier?

The moment the barrier sealed her pussy, Rene let out a scream.

“Nooo! I was so close!”

Her eyes grew wet with tears. But she couldn’t give up now. She pressed and rubbed frantically, trying to grasp the pleasure that remained just out of reach. Yet the invisible wall stubbornly refused to disappear.

You demonic bastard. You think I’ll give in just because of this?

She pressed and rubbed with all her might, but the unseen wall didn’t budge.

You rotten bastard! You cast a barrier spell on me?!

After rubbing her swollen clit for a long time, she finally gave up and simply rested her fingers on top of the invisible barrier. She stared blankly at her fingers hovering in midair.

Tomorrow… that bastard is going to take my virginity, isn’t he? I didn’t protect it for this…

“Hic… hic…”

Tears of misery spilled down her cheeks.

How can I protect my chastity?

The floating fingers brushed against her clit again.

“Haah…”

Just the lightest touch… and the intense pleasure surged back.

It’s not a long-lasting spell… judging by how the barrier disappeared earlier, the mana supply must be low.

Her expression changed as realization dawned. She began moving her fingers frantically.

Mana, mana! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I have to finish before it recharges!

“Hng… haa… it feels so good… I’m going crazy…”

Good? I actually like something this perverted and dirty?

She felt a vicious wave of self-loathing, yet her fingers paradoxically moved even faster.

Now… I’m almost there…

Her thighs and waist trembled with the building pleasure. Then, like a cruel joke, the barrier reappeared.

“Haaaa… haa…”

Why! Why is ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this happening… Did I move too slowly and let the mana recharge? Next time…! Next time I’ll go faster!

She placed her fingers on her clit again.

Next time I’ll definitely cum! That bastard—Arthur, was it? I’m going to kill him.

She stroked slowly, but the invisible wall continued to block her.

But how do I protect my virginity? He let it slide today, but tomorrow he might try to take it by force.

“Haaaak… what should I do?”

Mother, what should I do? Father… you promised you would protect me no matter what…

The moment that thought crossed her mind, the barrier vanished again. Her fingers touched her clit once more.

Ugh! I’ll think after I cum first!

With practiced, almost obscene speed, she rubbed her clit. Who would believe this was the first time she had ever masturbated?

She closed her eyes, focusing entirely on the pleasure rising from below so she could finish as quickly as possible.

“Haaaang… it feels good… so good… hic.”

Haa, now I can really cum. This time I’m definitely going to—

The barrier appeared again. In that merciless moment, she could no longer hold back her tears.

“Hic… hic… hic… why are you doing this to me…”

It’s so frustrating I feel like I’m losing my mind. My thoughts are getting hazy.

In her resentment, she pressed and scratched at the barrier with her nails, but it didn’t move an inch.

To do something like this to me… who the hell is he?

She had never really had enemies while living in the imperial palace. On the contrary, she had never held any sense of aristocratic privilege and had grown up beloved by the people of the Empire.

Rene greatly resembled her mother and grandmother. Her mother, the current empress, had been renowned as the most beautiful woman in the Empire in her youth, and her grandmother had been the same. Nobles who adored her beauty were everywhere, and the majority of imperial citizens loved her gentle nature as the Empire’s princess. Who would dare make an enemy of her?

What exactly was I doing before I was brought here? I can’t remember. I was definitely drinking tea with some woman and then…

While thinking about the moment of her abduction, Rene continued rubbing her clit.

“Hauk…”

That’s right. I’ll cum first and think later! This time I’m really going to—

“Haaaang… I’m really going to cum… I’m going to cuuuuum!”

With desperate, lust-filled eyes, Rene rubbed her pussy like a vulgar whore. Who could possibly think she was still a virgin?

Now I’m going to—

The barrier appeared once again. This time, the clever princess finally realized the truth. It wasn’t a mana issue. She had been placed under some kind of spell that prevented her from reaching climax through masturbation.

Nooo… this is hell!

“Haaaang! You evil bastard… you vile bastard… you piece of trash! What did I ever do to you?! Why are you doing this to me! Haaaang!”

Rene wailed, sobbing uncontrollably.

“I should just stop rubbing. No matter how much I do it, I’m only doing exactly what that bastard wants.”

“Hup… haa.”

She took a deep breath and tried her best to ignore the powerful stimulation rising from below.

That’s right. Tomorrow, if that bastard tries to force himself on me, I need to think about how to escape.

Fighting with brute strength was impossible. She had already been easily subdued multiple times today. She slowly replayed everything that had happened, analyzing the man.

The way he spoke, it was as if he genuinely didn’t know I was a princess. Maybe he was deceived by someone?

Her mind continued racing.

Otherwise none of this makes sense. Ugh… it’s getting hotter inside. I can’t keep going like this.

She stopped touching herself, but the burning, tickling sensation from below had already left her lower body soaking wet.

“I need to wash out… the drug inside me.”

At that thought, the bathtub she had used earlier came to mind. She remembered there was a tub in this small prison cell.

It’s so dark I can’t see anything.

She stood up and walked toward where she believed the bathtub was. A large amount of her own love juices and some unknown drug flowed from her pussy, running down her thighs.

It feels so sticky and gross.

This was probably the first day in her entire life she had experienced anything like this. Her pussy had occasionally grown slightly damp before, but never had it gushed like this.

“Ugh… it’s dirty. So filthy.”

She deliberately tried to avoid lewd thoughts by forcing herself to think of other things.

Are they really going to make me eat in a place like this? I can’t even see anything.

While silently cursing the man in her head, her hand brushed against something cold.

It’s the bathtub.

There was still some lukewarm water left inside.

Splash.

She stepped into the tub.