Chapter 17
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: Erzebet
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A fitting punishment, she said. Erzebet's chilling threat instantly cooled the inexplicable heat filling my head and body. It was because of the warnings I'd heard from Sylvia earlier.
If I messed up, I might end up suffering endless torment in an eternal hellfire.
Even with the app's power and my Fourth Wall trait, Yuria had explained that I could still become a permanent sex slave if things went wrong. So I couldn't let my guard down.
With that in mind, I stared at Erzebet's shoes and asked in a trembling voice,
"Um... Demon Queen. Could you maybe take it back?"
It was true that for a moment, I'd wanted to lick her boots. But that wasn't entirely my own will. I'd never had that kind of fetish to begin with.
It was probably some magic at work, or the effect of the bathwater I'd soaked in earlier. And even if it was my true inner desire, I didn't want to risk unknown punishments just to taste her boots.
When I requested to back out, Erzebet asked me in a voice as cold as ice,
"Oh? Are you refusing my favor? You've grown bold."
Though I was on my knees and couldn't see her face, the chill dripping from her voice was enough to paint a clear picture of the situation.
A shiver ran up my spine, and I quickly backpedaled.
"N-no... I'm sorry."
I apologized swiftly, then proved my sincerity with action. I lowered my head toward the foot she had extended.
And stuck out my tongue to carefully lick her leather boot.
Lick—
The rough texture of the leather against my tongue tip. It tasted thick and heavy. Well, it was a leather boot, so that was to be expected.
But the depraved thrill and shame of licking a beauty's shoe, combined with the bizarre situation of being dominated by such a beautiful and powerful woman, gradually revived the heat that had subsided in my body.
Thump—
"Haa... haa..."
My head grew foggy from the rising heat, my vision narrowing. All that filled my mind was the task of diligently licking the boot before me.
Lap— lap—
I licked the black boot in front of me with devoted care, as if it were a sweet candy. I blew warm breath to moisten its surface, then swept my tongue over it like polishing it clean.
It probably looked like a dog wagging its tail with a treat in its mouth.
Erzebet looked down at me and spoke.
"Good. Keep breathing on it and clean my shoe with your tongue. If you perform your role well, I shall personally reward you."
She addressed me as if I were an obedient dog following its master's commands. At first glance, it might sound offensive, but it didn't feel that way to me at all.
I fully understood the gulf between our positions. Compared to her—the ruler of the demon realm, beautiful as a goddess—I was just a frail, weak being with nothing but a fragile body.
Slurp.
Erzebet's boots were so well-maintained that there wasn't a speck of dust or dirt. Thanks to that, I could serve them diligently without any disgust.
Before long, I could barely taste the boot anymore—only the wet flavor of my own saliva.
The glossy, well-kept boots soon became drenched in my spit.
But Erzebet wasn't displeased. Instead, she praised me as if I'd done well.
"Good. True submission comes from actions, not words. You're talented, even for a first-timer."
Swish—
With those words, Erzebet moved her other leg, extending it toward my groin as I lay prostrate. The tip of her boot then gently caressed the center of my pants.
"Hngh—"
As her foot stimulated my sensitive area, blood rushed to my flaccid member, making it stiffen rigidly in no time.
To get erect from a woman's foot... It was utterly embarrassing and humiliating, but that only fueled my arousal further.
Erzebet softly stroked my throbbing erection with the tip of her boot, then let out a chuckle.
"Heh. Does my foot feel that good? What an incorrigible pervert."
She toyed with my hard shaft by flicking it this way and that with her toe, then suddenly kicked upward.
Thwack—
My balls, struck by Erzebet's leather boot. It wasn't that hard, but the sensitive spot made the pain intense.
"Guh—"
I let out a groan and collapsed over her shoe.
"Hic... hic."
As I clutched my groin and writhed on the floor from the sharp pain, Erzebet smiled faintly, as if amused.
"That wasn't even strong. Such a wimp."
"I-it hurts..."
"I cannot comprehend your pain. Truly a pitiful, lowly creature. To walk around with such a weakness in your body."
"..."
"Sit up again. Now for your reward."
"Y-yes... yes."
I endured the pain as best I could, rising from my position to kneel before Erzebet once more. I resented her for causing me pain, but my fear outweighed it.
Her promise of a reward sparked a sliver of anticipation too.
And though there was pain, some inexplicable pleasure and heat seemed to surge within me. To get excited after having my balls kicked by a woman... How did I end up with a fetish like this?
It had to be the app or some external influence. At least, that's what I told myself. I'd never been a pervert who got off on stuff like this in my entire life.
Once I knelt demurely, Erzebet leaned forward slightly, matching my eye level.
She reached out and firmly gripped my chin. Her fingers and wrist were pale and slender, untouched by rough labor, yet the strength in them was tremendous.
"Hmm."
Erzebet turned my face this way and that while scrutinizing every inch with her glowing red eyes.
Those eyes burned with fierce intensity, imbued with a divinity that pierced through everything.
I didn't dare meet her gaze, closing my eyes or averting them as much as possible.
After inspecting my face, Erzebet released my chin and said,
"You're cute. You've got talent, and your twisted fetishes appeal to me. I did promise a reward."
Erzebet extended her long leg again, slipping her foot between my groin once more.
"!"
Remembering the kick to my balls, I instinctively pulled my hips back to evade her foot. But Erzebet whispered softly,
"Fear not. This is your reward."
With that, she gently rubbed the sensitive spot with her toe, reviving my member that had wilted from the pain.
Normally, I wouldn't get hard from a mere shoe, but with her sleek leg moving tantalizingly before my eyes, that alone was enough.
I admired Erzebet's thighs, hugged tight by her leather pants, while feeling the stimulation on my shaft.
"Haa... haa..."
Soon, excitement gripped my lower body again, and I began panting heavily.
"Heh. Hard already? Very well."
She smiled in satisfaction, then pressed down on my erection with her shoe, forcing it toward the floor.
My cock, which had been pointing upward proudly, bowed downward under her foot.
Erzebet seemed intent on grinding it against the floor for pleasure.
"...?"
Unfortunately, it didn't quite reach.
Erzebet looked down at my groin, tilted her head slightly, and asked,
"...It doesn't touch the floor. Just how small are you?"
"I-I'm not small!"
Even in my aroused state, her sharp words pierced my ears. My face flushed red as I protested, but it was futile.
"Then make it touch. I'm graciously offering a reward, yet it's too small for that."
Squish—
Erzebet pressed down with her leather boot, but on my knees, my cock hovered in the air without reaching the ground.
"Urgh."
I spread my kneeling legs as wide as possible, lowering my hips and cock.
Now in something close to a W-sit—a pose more common for women—the tip of my glans finally brushed the floor.
Erzebet watched me and scratched her cheek lightly.
"...Commendable effort."
"..."
Feeling my face burn, I hung my head. It was embarrassing to have worked so hard just for her reward.
Anyway, now that it touched the floor, that should be good enough.
Erzebet brought her face close to mine as I bowed my head in shame.
Rustle—
Her red hair brushed my cheek, bringing a ticklish sensation and a dizzying rose scent.
Then, with her alluring lips, she whispered softly into my ear.
"Good. I like those who work hard. Now, receive your reward."