The Count's Daughter (8): A Lady's Rationalization
Elisa fidgeted with her fingers as she followed Ertia out of the breeding chamber. Every step produced a wet, obscene squelch between her soaked thighs. She wondered if Ertia could hear it. That anxiety, paired with the bitter thought, I wish that bastard’s key had snapped clean in two…! made her shake her head.
This wasn’t Ertia’s fault. She had simply done her duty. Why resent her for it? Besides, thanks to her, Elisa had experienced something utterly unprecedented inside that chamber.
“Nothing happened.”
Normally, Elisa would have spilled every last detail of what Alpha had done to her and demanded severe punishment for his crime of laying hands on a noble’s body. But the thought, She’d look so pitiful, made her keep silent. Strictly speaking, she believed it would be wrong to punish Alpha over their own small mistake. So she acted as if nothing had occurred.
A noble shouldn’t punish someone who only did what was asked of them—even if she can’t reward them. Yes… that’s right. He did mention a woman who had lied about being a noble before.
Elisa began justifying Alpha’s actions, conveniently forgetting how she had once screamed that she would kill him and feed him to the dogs. Even she didn’t understand why the victim was now defending her assailant.
“I see. That’s a relief.”
“Yes. Shall we take a short walk somewhere?”
Seeing Ertia’s bright, carefree smile, Elisa strangely felt her tension ease and suggested a stroll.
“I’m sorry. Something urgent has come up that I must attend to.”
“What…?”
Ertia shook her head in refusal, then reached for the riding whip kept outside the breeding chamber. Elisa swallowed hard, her face clouding with unease. Ertia turned and smiled at her. That smile was so terrifying that Elisa’s pupils began to quiver.
“Obviously… it’s about educating the breeder. It’s fortunate he didn’t touch you, Miss Elisa… but he still needs to be taught a lesson for failing to perform his duties properly.”
Crack! Ertia flicked the whip against the wall in demonstration and nodded, satisfied.
“C-cough. I don’t think corporal punishment of this sort is appropriate, do you? Miss Ertia, why don’t you put that whip down and join me for a walk?”
Elisa stepped forward to block her. A resolute blue glow burned in her eyes.
Just how deeply has she fallen?
Watching her, Ertia could only marvel at Alpha’s power. The twenty minutes she had spent “searching for the key” had been far too long for such a simple task, yet Elisa voiced no suspicion whatsoever. She had even defended him—!
The realization was so shocking that Ertia thought, Perfect♥. She wanted nothing more than to rush into the breeding chamber right now with this whip.
It was the reward she deserved for delivering Elisa.
“Understood.”
But she had to hold back for now. She desperately wanted to feel the joy of kneeling before Alpha and submitting like a proper female, yet with Elisa standing in her way there was nothing she could do.
“That’s the spirit. Miss Ertia, you should try to be a little more generous toward commoners.”
“Yes.”
It was a complete reversal from the Elisa who, only yesterday, had claimed that sharing the same space with commoners felt suffocating. Still, Ertia said nothing. After all, she had once been the same.
“Hmm… Shall we start by visiting that man named Alpha’s room?”
“Pardon?”
“Why the surprise? I may be the count’s daughter, but within this department the commoner called Alpha is the department head. That makes me his subordinate, doesn’t it?”
“Yes.”
Ertia couldn’t help but smile at how quickly Elisa had changed after less than a day. Of course, the same Ertia who now smirked had, after enduring something close to rape, washed Alpha’s semen from her body while wearing the exact same lovestruck expression Elisa now wore.
“Therefore, knowing how my superior lives is part of a competent subordinate’s duty. You wouldn’t know that, Miss Ertia, since you’re only here ‘temporarily.’”
Crack!
This bitch?
Having only just experienced her first man, Elisa instinctively sensed the connection between Ertia and Alpha. She couldn’t name it, but it felt like rivalry. Having competed constantly since her academy days, she immediately viewed Ertia as competition and began to keep her in check. The truly vicious part was that there wasn’t the slightest malice behind it.
“I-I see.”
With a slightly awkward expression, Ertia led Elisa to Alpha’s room.
The moment they stepped inside, Elisa was stunned. The room was so shabby and worn it was impossible to believe it belonged to the man who had invented a pregnancy test with both supreme accuracy and the highest impregnation rate.
A blanket on the verge of tearing apart. A bed stuffed with rice straw instead of cotton, barely retaining any softness. A desk without even a mirror.
“Is this truly where a department head resides?”
“…Yes.”
Ertia’s face flushed as she answered. She had entered once before with Alpha’s permission, but seeing the room in bright daylight without the haze of lust made it feel entirely different.
“F-first…! I-I’ll throw this away!”
“…? Miss Elisa? Why? Hand it over. I’ll dispose of it.”
“No! Since it belongs to my superior, I’ll throw it away myself. I wouldn’t want to trouble you, Miss Ertia.”
“No, no. If rumors spread that the count’s daughter was seen carrying a ragged blanket to the trash, we’d never be able to show our faces to House Soryu again.”
A brief tug-of-war broke out between the two women over who would discard the old bedding. It continued until the blanket tore cleanly in half.
“Ahem. Since it’s come to this… let’s each dispose of half.”
“Agreed.”
“Then… I’ll go throw mine away now.”
“Me too…”
Each clutching half of the torn blanket, they headed not toward the garbage dump but to their own rooms. After all, nobles never threw away trash themselves. Without asking each other a single question, they vanished in opposite directions.
“Huuup—!! Huuuup—!! How can it smell this strong…?”
Once inside her room, Elisa buried her face in the torn blanket and inhaled madly. Her hips twitched pathetically, but she was too lost in the scent to notice.
“Haaaaah…♥♥”
Her hand slowly drifted toward her breasts.
He kneaded them like this…
It was her first time masturbating. Elisa touched herself exactly as Alpha had touched her. Yet the more she tried, the more frustration built inside her.
“And the nipples… like this— Aah—!!”
The sensation was completely different from when he had done it. Growing frantic, she pinched her nipples hard. A pained cry tore from her throat.
“W-why…?”
It made no sense. When Alpha had gripped them firmly, an electric thrill had raced up her spine. But when she did it herself, it only hurt. Her teeth chattered. Fear flooded her, making her womb throb.
Desperate to recapture that pleasure, she slid her fingers between her legs. No matter how she touched herself, the feeling she craved never came.
“N-no…”
Touching her pussy produced a faint tingle and a trickle of her juices, but the longer she continued, the more hollow she felt.
“Miss Elisa? Shall we head into the city now?”
“…Understood.”
In the end, she never reached climax even once before Ertia came looking for her. Filled with nothing but frustration, Elisa had no choice but to go shopping with a dissatisfied scowl.
“You call this top quality? This thread isn’t even gold!”
“I’m terribly sorry—!!”
“We’ll need an entirely new desk as well. Even if our department only has three people, the department head cannot be expected to work at a desk that looks like it was hacked together with an axe. And this cushion is clearly for women—!! Are you blind? Can’t you tell I’m here to buy one for a man?!”
“I’m terribly sorry—!!”
The employees bore the full brunt of her rage. Of course, noble tantrums were nothing new, and since Elisa’s spending was skyrocketing their sales—and their bonuses—they simply endured her fury with professional smiles.
“Oh…”
Thanks to the midday training session with Elisa, I finished my breeder duties a little later than usual. When I finally opened the shabby door to the Black Death and Pregnancy Countermeasures Headquarters, an entirely different scene greeted me.
The old chair and desk that constantly stabbed me with splinters were gone. In their place stood smooth, polished furniture that gleamed under the light. A luxurious cushion embroidered with a golden sword and shield rested on the chair, promising comfort. On the desk lay not a cheap chicken-feather quill but an elegant fountain pen adorned with what were clearly expensive jewels.
“Y-you’ve arrived. Ahem. I wondered if I had been too harsh on you simply because you’re a commoner, so I prepared these. Even if you are a commoner, within this department the relationship is not between count and peasant but between department head and subordinate… I also rearranged the desks. Do you like it?”
Elisa twisted a lock of her hair around one finger, looking embarrassed.
Hmm.
I was slightly surprised by the transformed office, but I quickly accepted the situation. Before being dragged into this world, this sort of thing had been an everyday occurrence. Females constantly brought gifts to me, an Alpha Male, even when I did nothing at all.
“I’ll accept them gratefully.”
“Eut… S-still, I am the daughter of a count, so speaking so informally…”
“Didn’t you just say with your own mouth that our relationship is department head and subordinate? Then it’s only proper for you to use polite speech while we’re here, isn’t it?”
“…Yes.”
Elisa nodded obediently and took her seat. I noticed our desks had been placed right next to each other. Previously mine had been near the door and hers across the room. At her behavior, I allowed myself a small smile and decided to wait for the perfect moment to completely conquer her.
Our first meeting had been the worst possible, but her exceptional abilities and noble birth were definite bonuses. She would make an excellent addition to my collection of official females.
That night…
Knock, knock.
At the sound of knocking, I opened the door. The female standing before me was exactly who I had expected. A smirk escaped me.