Chapter 226
Chapter 226
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Bound Confessions
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Rozalin was still bound.
But now she was looking at me with a different gaze than before.
Honestly, it was enjoyable.
I gazed at Rozalin, hiding my feelings about the current situation as much as possible.
"I...."
"Yes."
"I want Camellia to just live a normal life...."
I asked Rozalin what she was thinking.
But this was the answer that came.
I decided to hear a bit more.
"It's not that I hate Camellia at all. I just want her to live normally and healthily."
"You're not saying I'm abnormal right now, are you?"
"Ah, well.... Between women, it's.... weird, right?"
"Hmm...."
"And we're mother and daughter...?"
"I don't think of it that way."
"......."
She fell silent at my words.
In the end, it felt no different from words expressing her rejection of me.
"And... if we ever break up and things go bad between Camellia and me.... It would be too painful."
"Hmm...?"
This was different from the talks we'd had before.
I grew a little interested in this new angle.
Plus, it now felt like her true feelings were emerging.
"I've.... really enjoyed the last ten years."
"Why?"
"Because I gained a family...? Though the viscount doesn't pay any attention to the household.... Camellia was always with me."
Rozalin said this without meeting my eyes, her gaze vaguely directed downward.
It was quite different from her earlier shy, hesitant demeanor.
"In my childhood, I was always ostracized in the Rose Family.... I never felt like I had a family."
"So, being with me made you feel like you had a family, and you liked that?"
"...Yeah."
"That makes sense. Your mother—my grandmother—would have had all records erased and been half-exiled to another region. You couldn't help but think that way."
"...Yeah."
In the end, as an illegitimate child, she was rejected by the family, and given the state of the Rose Family, the rejection was even harsher.
In that situation, Rozalin's passive personality meant she just stayed in that damn family longer.
"So.... I don't want to break the family bond with Camellia...."
"I see."
"...Sorry. I'm truly grateful for your feelings, but I want to remain Camellia's mother."
I quietly watched Rozalin, who wore a genuinely apologetic expression.
What can I say.
My expectations were somewhat confirmed.
Affection deprivation, perhaps.
Not to an extreme degree, but Rozalin seemed to have some of it.
The reason she wasn't strongly pushing me away or rejecting me outright became clear: to protect this ambiguous thing called family, our mother-daughter relationship.
For Rozalin, who had never had a family until now, this was her first somewhat successful human connection.
"Sorry...."
"No need. You don't have to apologize."
Hearing Rozalin's true feelings like this actually improved the situation.
After all, it wasn't because she hated me?
Not because she despised relationships with women.
Not because she'd never looked at someone like me that way.
No, she was just rejecting me now out of fear that our connection might end someday.
"Pfft...."
"W-Why...?"
"Just because you're so cute, Mother."
I chuckled and grasped Rozalin's chin.
She looked up at me with trembling eyes.
"In the end, you just don't want to end up never seeing me again, right?"
"...Right?"
"That's no different from not wanting to part from me, is it?"
"Eh...? No, that's not what I meant...?"
"No, it's not that different on a grand scale, is it? You want to stay with me forever, never part, and keep our relationship going, don't you?"
"No! That's not it— I mean something more pure...."
She frantically shook her head side to side, denying it.
It was so cute.
In truth, if I slightly twisted her words, there was no real difference from what I said.
Her desperate denial was adorable.
"Mother, my love for you is very pure too. Why fight it?"
"This isn't what I mean at all! I think of you as my daughter, ahh!?"
"You say that, but down here, you're still soaking wet."
As I touched Rozalin's pussy, a cute moan escaped immediately.
Just as I said, her pussy was still drenched.
It hadn't even been thirty minutes since I climbed on top and got off, after all.
And before that, she'd climaxed intensely because of me.
"Hahk... Ahng.... Camellia...!"
"Why? Your pussy down here feels so good, it's leaking naughty juices nonstop."
"Something like this... is definitely weird.... Hahng, yes...."
"Pfft.... You say that, but you're enjoying it. If you really hated this situation, you wouldn't be like this."
"N-No... That's not it at all... Hn...."
Only Rozalin didn't realize.
What she looked like right now.
She was so lewd, I wanted to take a photo.
Though it was a sight for my eyes only?
"I didn't know just teasing the entrance and caressing your clit would make you feel this good. You're so lewd."
"Hahhh... Brat...."
I was caressing Rozalin, but I hadn't gone deep yet.
I hadn't inserted fingers, nor used any tools.
I had planned to, but since Rozalin was even more sensitive than expected, I was just freely playing around the pussy entrance.
"Heek.... Stop... I'm gonna cum, hah.... Ahng...."
"It's fine. Cum as much as you want from feeling good. It's no problem squirting cutely in front of your daughter, pussy climaxing with pussy squirts."
"Nooo.... Heek... Hahk...?!"
She said no, but Rozalin's body was pathetically sensitive.
Just pinching her clit a little....
*Squirt!*
"Hiaaah.... Ah, ah...."
"You came again? Good girl."
"Hek...."
"Pfth.... Your hips are trembling so much. Felt that good?"
"N-No.... I definitely don't...."
I gently stroked Rozalin's head while softly patting her pussy.
Each time, her hips twitched lewdly.
"Mother."
"...Yeah."
"I'm not saying we should cut off our relationship and start a new one."
"Eh...?"
"I just want to have you, Mother. Whether as Rozalin Rose, Rozalin Leonhardt, or as 'Mother'—it doesn't matter. I just want you."
I said this to the foolishly pure Rozalin.
I'd never outright suggested meeting as pure woman to woman.
That's why I always diligently called her Mother.
Even in this ambiguous, twisted stepmother-daughter relationship, I didn't care.
"So no need to worry about our relationship ending. Just become mine, Mother."
"What does that...."
"Right. There's an even simpler way. If we get married, we're still family, aren't we?"
Stepmother and daughter were family, and married couples were family too?
Wouldn't that successfully maintain the family bond Rozalin wanted?
"Th-That's... just sophistry...."
"Pfth.... That was just a joke. I said it because you seemed so distressed."
Well, half of it was a joke on my part too.
Half was sincere.
Anyway... today had been quite fruitful.
I'd successfully confined Rozalin in the basement like this... and we'd shared our first kiss, first caresses, first climax....
"Hmm... Shall we end it here for today?"
"Really...?"
"Yes. You must be exhausted, Mother."
With that, I clapped twice.
At my signal, Lize entered the basement room immediately.
"L-Lize?!"
"I've brought what the Young Lady ordered."
"Thanks."
Rozalin, still bound hand and foot, thrashed in surprise as Lize entered.
But Lize ignored her, speaking only to me calmly.
"I've prepared water and food as a sandwich, as the Young Lady requested. Since there are no mansion chefs, I made it myself... so I can't guarantee the taste. I'm sorry."
"No, no. You even brought blankets and pillows—how could I not be grateful?"
"...Thank you."
I stroked Lize's head in praise, and she looked pleased.
Her puppy-like cuteness was adorable.
"Hmm.... Lize."
"Yes, Young Lady."
"Can you stay still for a moment?"
"Yes."
Lize bowed her head slightly and waited obediently.
I took something from the drawer and approached her.
Then....
*Click....
"...?"
"What did you do...?"
"Nothing much. Just... put a collar on her?"
"What do you...."
Rozalin forgot she was naked and questioned me.
She looked shocked as I collared Lize's neck.
"Lize, it's a gift."
"Thank you, Young Lady."
"You're that happy? You like it that much?"
"...A gift from the Young Lady, of course I'm happy."
"Hehe.... Really?"
Ignoring Rozalin, I admired Lize's truly delighted face.
She wore a bright smile.
In stark contrast to her expression, a collar fit for a dog or beast encircled her neck.
Black and white to match her maid uniform.
"...And it's the first proper gift since becoming the Young Lady's."
"Good pose. Yeah, should I give you more of these from now on?"
"...Yes."
...Lize is seriously so lewd.
Part of me wanted to throw her on the bed and ravish her right then, but for now....
"Mother. I'll feed you water and the sandwich. Open wide."
"Ah. I can do it myself...."
"With your hands and feet bound? How?"
"Ah...."
Rozalin came first.
It was right to finish one task before moving to the next.
For today, we'd end here, and tomorrow... I'd ramp up the training intensity.
Of course, not so harsh as to starve her.
"Pfth.... Open up, Mother."
"...Okay."
For bedtime tonight, maybe attach rotors to her nipples.
Coming down tomorrow morning, I bet I'd see something fun.
*
"Yaaawn.... Good morning.... Lize, Teacher."
"Did you sleep well, Young Lady?"
"Camellia slept well...?"
"Hehe...."
Opening my eyes, I saw two beauties to my taste.
Both older women, too.
One a pure, innocent-style maid.
The other a bit airheaded but cool in appearance as a teacher.
"Nice."
Experiencing this paradise first thing upon waking was far more enjoyable than expected.
Not just looking—they were wrapped around my body. Perfect.
"Lize, make sandwiches? The ones from yesterday were delicious."
"Understood. I'll prepare them while the Young Lady bathes."
"Good. Then... Teacher."
"Yeah...?"
"Wanna wash together? Just us two."
"Sh-Should we...?"
"Yes, let's. Normally I'd bathe with Lize, but... I've sent everyone out of the mansion now."
A bit of hassle, but necessary for Rozalin's training.
Anyway, day two of Rozalin's kidnapping-confinement-training had dawned.
By now... she was probably sleeping bound on the bed.
She'd cum so much last night.
Her body must be exhausted.
"Hmm.... The vibrator should be turned off soon."
Even on the lowest setting, by now her bed and blanket were probably soaked through, useless.
I'd need to turn it off and change the bedding.
"Yaaawn...."
For now... five more minutes using Ashley as a pillow....
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"Hng.... Yes.... Nng...."
"Mother, sleep well?"
"Ca-Camellia.... Turn this off... Hahk.... Pleeease.... Nng...?"
After bath and breakfast, I headed to the basement.
The lewd air hit me immediately upon entering.
What I saw: Rozalin whimpering with the blanket half-off, and two pink vibrators on her nipples.
"This kept me up... Ah.... Hng...."
"That was the lowest setting. You couldn't sleep because of that?"
"S-Sorry.... Sorryyy...."
She twitched with every word.
That pleasurable?
I'd thought she'd adapt overnight since it was on continuously.
Her body was more pathetic than I realized.
"Got it. I'll turn them off."
"Thanks.... Haa... Hahk...."
I stopped the vibrators by draining the mana.
In the process, I pulled back her blanket....
"Wow.... You squirted a ton?"
"That's not urine!"
"Hehe, I know. It's squirt, right?"
"......."
"Squirt is basically urine components."
"Ah...."
Her pure reaction was so cute.
I wanted to shove fingers in and assault her G-spot right away.
But after hours of rotors, she'd probably faint, so I held back.
"Breakfast."
"...Thanks."
I'd kidnapped and confined her, yet here she was thanking me.
It felt strangely immoral.
"Phaa...."
"Eat slowly. I won't steal it."
"Y-Yeah...."
I fed her water and food slowly.
I'd expected resistance, but she ate meekly.
Did Rozalin secretly have this kink?
"Hmm.... Mother, your body's quite dirty. Lots of marks down there."
"...Sorry."
"No need to apologize. I did this to you."
The pussy caresses last night, the vibrators all night— all me.
It was all my fault.
Well, she'd been saying sorry a lot since yesterday, so no surprise.
Despite my actions, she saw me as good deep down.
"Today.... I won't just tease you for my amusement."
"Really...?"
"Yes. Making only you feel good is nice, but I have sexual desires too."
"Yeah...?"
Her expression brightened briefly.
But darkened again at my follow-up.
"What do you mean...?"
"You got to cum and feel good as much as you wanted. I just moved my fingers. Kinda unsatisfying."
Finger-fucking someone to orgasm wouldn't sate my lust.
Mental satisfaction yes, but my body stayed aroused.
So today... different training direction.
Not just her cumming from me—let her experience my body.
"First, I'll undress?"
"Eh?"
"Can't do it with clothes on."
I stripped off my shirt and skirt, tossing them aside.
No need for clothes now anyway.
Curtains drawn, mansion empty—clothing unnecessary.
"Hehe.... Grown nicely, huh?"
"......."
No reply from Rozalin.
Not lewd intent—just purely asking if my body developed well.
She was thinking lewdly already.
"This body's all thanks to your devoted care, Mother. Probably?"
"I didn't...."
"Grew like this from your love. Probably."
"That doesn't make sense...?"
"Hehe, just teasing."
Nude, I climbed onto the bed.
Rozalin averted her gaze to the opposite side.
Embarrassed?
After more embarrassing things, her shyness was cute.
"First... clean up the mess?"
[Mid-tier Magic: Clean]
With that, I magicked away all foreign matter from Rozalin, bed, and blanket.
Last night's traces vanished.
A bit regrettable... but couldn't leave her in filth.
"Hehe, all clean now?"
"...Yeah."
"It's fine. It'll get dirty again soon."
"Eh?"
"Yesterday, I serviced your body diligently, right?"
"...?"
"Today, you service me."
"Eh?"
"Just use your tongue a little. No worries."
Smiling, I stood on the bed and sat over Rozalin's face.
She nagged endlessly below, but I ignored.
I'd gone too far to care now?
"Camellia! Even so, your mother... treating your mother like this...!"
"Don't like it?"
"Of course... that's not...! Even so, your daughter's... pussy like this...."
"Say 'pussy' properly."
"Camellia...!"
Her embarrassed reaction was adorable.
But today, I wanted to see her serve me.
Sorry, but....
"Mmph... Hn.... Slurp...!"
I lowered my hips, silencing her.
Naturally, her mouth pressed fully against my pussy.
"Lick please. Slowly. Leisurely. No pubic hair by nature, so no worries about hair in your mouth~."
"Hn! Slurp...!"
"Mother."
"Mmph...."
Sitting atop her head.
My chest-heavy body wasn't feather-light, still human weight.
I adjusted to avoid hurting her.
But that had advantages.
"You have to, right?"
"Phaaa... Hahk.... Hahk...."
Fully down, she might suffocate.
No intent for that... just a light lesson?
"Mother. Do it."
"O-Okay... I'll do it...."
One control, and she got it.
Now I hovered lightly above, not fully sitting.
"Lick...."
"Pfth.... Tickles."
"...Slurp."
"Yes, like that. Go wild. Express your love for your daughter with your mouth."
"Slurp... Suck, slurp...."
Rozalin began sucking my pussy in short, kiss-like motions.
Not super pleasurable.
A bit better than masturbation?
Tongues are uniquely odd.
"Yes, like that... Draw an S.... Hng...."
Honestly, she sucked at it.
But knowing it was Rozalin licking my pussy gave immense mental fulfillment.
Ecstatic mental bliss made it fine.
"Lick... Lick...."
"That's good too. Lick the clit."
"O-Okay... Be quiet...."
"Yes, as you say, Mother."
"...Lick. Slurp, slurrp...."
I'd expected her to hate it.
But surprisingly... quite obedient.
Was my pussy that pretty?
Who knows.
Hairless, pretty... yes.
Anyway, Rozalin was sucking my pussy more tamely than thought.
"Hng.... That's good. Focus there."
"Slurrp, suck...."
Still, she was bad?
She'd improve slowly.
Her hyper-sensitive body meant even if she got good, clit touch would make her squirt.
"Hng.... Gonna cum soon. Harder?"
"Slurrrp... Suck, slurp, suuuck...."
At my words, she lifted her head, sucking harder.
So fast I worried for her breath.
Naturally, pleasure built, and....
"Hnng...."
*Squirt...!*
I came a little.
Tiny compared to her, but orgasm reached.
"Oh.... Your face is covered in my juices. Sorry...."
"......."
After her mouth service, I moved aside and said that.
Indeed, her pretty face was slick with my fluids.
Hmm.
"Mother. Stay still."
"...Okay."
I wiped my juices from her face with one finger.
Slowly, thoroughly.
Then....
"Suck this clean."
"...Really?"
"Yes, really."
"...Okay."
She accepted my demand.
Felt... too easy?
She was complying better than expected... intriguing.
Her reactions lacked lewd resistance, and she followed every word... so virginal.
Easier acceptance each time....
"Hng...."
Thoughts crept in: even higher intensity would be fine.