The Count's Daughter (6)
"…Y-you… I'll kill you! I'll kill you and feed you to the dogs!!"
Even as Elisa spat her venomous curses, I wasn't particularly worried.
The terror swimming in her eyes as she stared up at me while I looked down at her was unmistakable. But at the same time, I could see the moment she truly realized the overwhelming gap between us.
It was honestly so ridiculous I almost laughed out loud.
This was the same Elisa who had arrogantly looked down on everyone simply because she was lucky enough to be born into a noble family. The moment she learned that neither her house nor the power she'd built up over her life meant anything here, she started trembling like a frightened hamster.
It was both hilarious and incredibly cute.
Thud!
"Hiiik—!! D-don't… don't touch me…."
Just the act of brushing aside the arms covering her chest was enough to melt the hostility in her glare. It quickly turned soft and submissive.
She was showing the textbook reaction of a female in heat. What was there to be afraid of?
Even if I couldn't completely break her today, I'd already prepared more than enough safety measures.
The lie that my face couldn't be seen, and Ertia.
With those two things, I'd created a perfectly safe situation.
My contingency plan if anything went wrong was simple.
Elisa would definitely only tell Ertia about what happened here. Given her enormous noble pride, she would want this incident buried as quietly as possible.
She'd beg for it to be handled discreetly. And for that reason, she'd only speak of what was happening now to Ertia.
Ertia would then tell her that any issues regarding me had to be reported to Melania. If the name of a dragon was invoked, even Elisa would have no choice but to accept it.
Then, after a few days had passed, I'd explain that I was simply an exceptionally talented Breeder, and that today's events were nothing more than an unfortunate accident. I'd ask her to overlook it just this once.
Besides, I wasn't planning to go all the way today. Elisa would likely accept that excuse and let the matter slide.
After all, it was far better than the entire world learning that the body she'd kept pristine for a political marriage had been defiled.
The core of the plan was to make sure that over the next few days, Elisa would be tormented by the memory of what we'd done today. Her aching, throbbing body would secretly drive her back to this place.
How could I be so sure she'd return?
Simple… because I was about to make it happen. And I could do it without even going all the way.
After all, I was a Breeder who could bring any breeding partner to 100% satisfaction.
Squeeze. Knead.
"Disgusting…!!"
I started by gently massaging her beautiful, perfectly round breasts. For someone who threw a fit claiming she'd get pregnant just from being in the same room as a man, it was obvious she'd never even touched herself. Her breasts showed zero signs of development.
"You’ve never even masturbated, have you?"
"M-masturbate? H-how vulgar! Only filthy commoners would do something like that… I would never!"
"You're still pretending to be a noble even after being dragged into the Breeding Chamber by force? You really shouldn't tell lies that are so easily exposed."
Even though I could see her perfectly through the sunglasses, I continued feeding her information as if the glasses had some special function. This was all so she could later accept the excuse Ertia would create.
Squeeze. Knead.
"You're persistent. Why do you keep doing this?"
When I stubbornly continued to focus only on her breasts, Elisa seemed to regain some composure and spoke in a detached tone. If it had been Ertia, she'd already be dripping lewdly down her thighs, eagerly preparing to take my cock.
Elisa's completely different reaction didn't disappoint me at all.
It simply meant I could leave far more of my marks on a body that had never even known masturbation. I felt a little sorry for her, but I intended to reshape her into a woman who could no longer reach climax without my touch.
Ertia had already experienced orgasm by her own hand, so even if she found it somewhat unsatisfying, she could still relieve her sexual frustration through masturbation.
But for Elisa, who had never once masturbated, her very first climax would come from my hands.
In other words, she would remember the greatest pleasure I gave her as the absolute peak. No matter how much she tried to masturbate afterward, she'd only think of my touch from today. And because it would never feel enough, she'd never be able to reach climax on her own.
Squeeze. Knead.
"Haa… haa…. I don't feel anything at all… Why did they teach us at the academy that young noble ladies must be wary of a man's touch? To fall for something like this… I simply don't understand."
Since it was an academy attended only by nobles, it seemed their sexual education for highborn young ladies was quite thorough.
Still, the idea that merely being in the same space as men might cause pregnancy…
I'd already heard from Ertia that the academy she'd attended was an all-girls finishing school, but this was still a bit extreme.
"Pfft."
"Why… haa… are you laughing?"
Elisa tilted her head in confusion at my chuckle.
I couldn't help it. Even while panting heavily, she still had no idea what kind of state her body was in.
Squeeze… knead…
I slowly massaged her breasts, gradually building up her arousal. Like a roller coaster slowly climbing the first hill.
"Haa… haa…."
Elisa's breathing grew increasingly ragged. She'd claimed she didn't understand why this was arousing her, but the way she kept slipping her hand between her legs and rubbing her thighs together told a different story. She'd been excited for quite some time.
The fact that she wasn't putting her fingers inside her own pussy was simply because she was utterly ignorant about sex.
"Your breathing's getting really rough. Doesn't it feel good?"
"Hah…?! T-there's no way… something like this… could feel… ngh…♥"
What had once been rough breathing had now turned into sweet, heated moans spilling from Elisa's lips.
"Don't worry. I'm a professional Breeder. I'll make it feel good for you soon."
"P-professional Breeder? Since when do Breeders have… professionals… ahk?!"
Grab!
Elisa clapped both hands over her own mouth.
Even when I'd simply been kneading her large breasts, she'd only let out soft, sweet moans. But the moment I slipped her nipple between my fingers and began gently rolling it up and down, a proper female moan burst out of her instantly.
She must have realized it too, because pure terror flooded her eyes as she looked up at me.
Since she didn't know pleasure, the unfamiliar sensation wrapping around her body must have frightened her.
If this had been gentle lovemaking—whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears—she might have recognized it as pleasure.
But what she was experiencing now was closer to rape. It was training.
She had no room to recognize it as pleasure.
If a Beta Male had been here instead, she might have developed a permanent aversion to men and lived the rest of her life as a lesbian.
But the one standing before her was me—an Alpha Male.
Teaching her that what she was feeling right now was pleasure was simple.
"Hah, w-wait… something's… something's wrong… s-stop."
Stop.
Just as she asked, I paused my hands.
For now.
"Haa… haa… what… what is this…? Did I… get pregnant just from being naked with a man? My lower belly keeps… throbbing… it's so unpleasant…"
"That's what it feels like to be aroused."
"This is arousal? Ha! I've never experienced it myself, but how could I possibly feel anything from being touched by such a disgusting, repulsive man? Listen well. For a woman to feel pleasure, a prince riding a white horse must whisper love into her ear and gently lead her body… hik—♥?!"
So that was her preference.
I leaned close to Elisa's ear and whispered exactly what she wanted to hear, while slowly moving the hand still cupping her breast.
"Hik—! Hik—!!!"
As I breathed hot air into her ear just like she'd unconsciously described, and continued fondling her breast, she began to react so intensely she even started hiccupping with pleasure.
"Th-this is weird… is this… is this really what it feels like? Am I… actually feeling it from a commoner's touch…? Th-that can't be… haaaah♥♥ Mmph!! Mmmmmmph!!"
The moment I nibbled and sucked on her earlobe, a loud, unmistakably female moan escaped her. Elisa quickly covered her mouth with both hands again.
Her thighs, which had been rubbing together on their own, had now wrapped around my leg. She was subtly rocking her hips against me.
"Don't hold back your voice. Let it out loud and feel good."
"Aaaah—!! Help me!!"
"No one will know it's your voice anyway. Can you hear the sounds coming from the other rooms? Can you tell who's making what noise?"
Lick.
"Hiiiiiiik—♥♥!!!"
When I lightly ran my tongue along her earlobe, her whole body shuddered. She hadn't climaxed yet. It was simply that my actions had sent such intense shivers through her that goosebumps erupted all over her skin.
It wasn't a bad reaction at all.
It meant she was feeling it plenty.
Squelch… squelch…
As proof, lewd fluids were dripping down between her thighs—the same thighs that were wrapped around my leg as she unconsciously rocked her hips up and down.
"There's no shame in holding back your moans. It's a natural physiological reaction. And if I touch you wrong and it hurts, you should tell me, shouldn't you?"
"……It… it hurts… I-I screamed because it hurt. You were the one who didn't stop even when I told you to…."
Elisa began making excuses in a tiny, shrinking voice.
"Really? Then I should be gentler. After all, the better a female feels, the more easily she gets pregnant."
"I-is that so…? I… I didn't know that. You really must be a professional Breeder…."
Still completely ignorant about sex, Elisa nodded as if she'd learned something new and accepted my nonsense without question.
"That's right. Thank you for finally recognizing it. Then, as a professional Breeder, I'll make you cum properly."
"C-cum…? S-something so… so vulgar…! There's no way I'd ever do something so vulg— ohooooh—♥♥"
It hadn't even been a minute since she'd claimed it hurt.
Yet the moment I pinched her nipple between my fingers again and began sucking on her earlobe, sweet moans poured from her lips.
"Ohooooh… it f-feels… good… n-no… it hurts… j-just wait… stop for a second…."
Drip… drip…
"You're drooling all over my shoulder and you expect me to believe it hurts?"
"Ogh—♥ W-wait… it's really weird… it's so weird…!!"
Feeling her saliva dripping onto my shoulder, I grabbed her breast more roughly.
"I'm… I'm going… it's really… my head's turning pure white… this sensation… s-stop… ugh—!!"
I'd already slowly brought the roller coaster to the very top. Sending it down the other side was no longer difficult.
After all, climbing to the peak is always the hard part. Coming down is easy.
"Eh…?"
"What? You told me to stop."
"N-no… that's not…."
And just as she was about to plunge down and taste a pleasure she'd never felt before, I brought Elisa to a sudden halt.
The roller coaster, stopped dead at the highest point.
She was itching to go down, but her noble pride wouldn't allow it.
"Ah… ah…."
"It must have hurt so much you can't even speak properly. Shall we take a short break?"
Thump.
I sat down on the bed.
"Aah… w-wait…"
"What? If you have something to say, say it clearly."
"Hoo… hoo… n-no. It's nothing. My body just feels… really hot…."
Elisa looked like she was on the verge of tears.
"You look like you're really suffering."
"It's… it's all because of y-you…!"
"I already apologized for hurting you. That's why I'm giving you a break even though I'll get whipped if I don't finish within the time limit."
"Th-that's not what I…! Ngh… ugh…♥"
Unable to hold back any longer, Elisa slipped a hand between her thighs and began rubbing herself frantically.
This was practically an invitation.
"Haa… Should I touch your breasts again? You said they hurt, didn't you?"
"Ngh… huu… t-touch them… my body feels so strange…! You said you were a professional… you should know what to do… nghiiit—♥♥"
I'd been waiting for those words.
I immediately sent the roller coaster that had been stopped at the peak into a vertical freefall.
By squeezing her nipples hard—the same ones I'd been persistently kneading to build up her arousal.
Squeeze—!
"Ogooooooh—♥♥ Ohooooooh—♥♥ Buheeeeeeet—♥♥!!"
Splurt—! Spluuuuuuurt—!!!
With a magnificent spray of pussy juice and a cry befitting a female in heat, Elisa reached a spectacular climax.