Female Knight Leona's Corruption Training (4)

"Just wait a bit. There's this arrogant bitch who challenged me to a duel first."

"Wh-what... do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? It's a pussy-cock sex duel, the latest trend. Isn't that the kind of duel you wanted with me?"

"Something like that doesn't exist! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Jeez. As expected from a knight, you're slow on the trends. That's why you were sneaking peeks at other people fucking last night and jerking off to it."

"How did you—?"

"Shut up. Here, take a look. Watch how we duel. First one to cum loses. Right now, I'm up 50-0."

I spread Lia's trembling, spasming thighs wide open on the bed so Leona, standing behind me, could see everything clearly.

Lia's red, plump pussy—swollen slightly from getting battered by my cock and stuffed full of my cum—was exposed in all its obscene glory.

"Y-Young master... Ah, ahn! Cock... young master's cock...!"

She was still riding the high of peak arousal, and with her depravity at 50, the common sense alteration was in full effect. Social status and shame took a backseat to the protagonist's commands and pleasure. Lia couldn't resist me at all.

With her reason completely flown out the window, she rubbed her cheek against my glans like a lovesick animal.

"Heh, hehe. Ehehet, co, cock... big cock..."

I looked down at the slutty non-virgin with utter pity. Who could imagine this pathetic sight came from the same maid who'd inwardly sneered at me during our first meeting?

The key to any duel was seizing the initiative.

Truth be told, even I felt a twinge of reluctance doing this in front of someone else, but I didn't show it a bit. I acted with utter confidence.

It's fine! Non-virgins aren't even people!

I slammed my cock straight into Lia's sopping wet pussy.

"Young master! Stop this instant! What are you doing to that poor maid?!"

Leona shouted and charged at me, looking ready to snap my arm like a twig. But she hesitated to grab my sweat-slicked male body.

I didn't miss that opening and immediately started thrusting.

Poor? You're the shady bitch plotting to backstab your lord for Eric.

Squelch! Squish! Squelch!

"Aaaahn! Haaang! Yes, young master, your cock's so gooood!"

The room filled with the fierce slap of flesh and Lia's vulgar moans. Gripping her slim waist tight, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I pistoned my hips like a beast, glancing back at Leona.

"Hng, urgh... Hah..."

The voyeuristic non-virgin vice-captain couldn't tear her eyes from my cock, biting her lip.

She'd probably meant to stop me by force, knight-like, but Lia's ecstatic face and voice had short-circuited her brain, leaving her frozen.

The wastrel Werner Kraus, pounding a maid's pussy right in front of the knight who came for a duel—that was me now.

"Hngguuuh!"

After just a few more thrusts, Lia rolled her eyes back white and squirted pussy juice like a fountain.

Her inner walls spasmed wildly, clamping down hard on my brutal cock.

"Young... no, Werner, stop it. Stop and duel me..."

"I told you to wait! I have a prior challenger! Don't you know knightly honor?!"

I preached knightly honor while fucking my personal maid's pussy. Something breeding stud Werner would totally do.

I nearly chuckled inwardly but kept up the act. Provoking her sense of honor was the best way to stall Leona.

Even with Leona behind me as I savored Lia's pussy, I never forgot: if she wanted, she could kill me right now. And I couldn't resist at all.

So I ignored the frozen Leona—torn between stopping me, fleeing, or drawing her sword to kill me—and lost myself deeper in fucking Lia right in front of her.

No combat skills, but my sex skills keep piling up—what the hell!

Ridiculous, but I exaggerated my movements so Leona could see better. No reason not to use the new skill.

"Will you admit your defeat?"

"...Pardon?"

Ignoring Leona's stunned mutter, I bellowed at Lia as if she hadn't heard.

"Will you admit your defeat?!"

I roared and checked the stats of the next non-virgin bitch I'd suck dry after Lia.

What the...?

Her base stats weren't just higher—they were in a whole other league compared to mine.

But that was no problem.

I'd never planned a fair fistfight with Leona anyway.

Original Werner was even more pathetic than me now, yet he'd turned academy noble ladies stronger than Leona into his sex slaves.

Dozens of them, enough for a collection. Despite being inferior in every way.

Leona was nothing by comparison.

"E-enough already! Get up! And duel me, you shameless wastrel!"

Without stopping my hips, I scooped up the slick fluids gushing from Lia's panting pussy onto my fingers. Grinning at Leona, who trembled with rage and shame, I beckoned her with them.

"A duel? Fine. But don't you know knightly etiquette? The challenger kneels first and shows respect."

"...Wh-what?"

"Kneel. If you don't follow etiquette, the duel is off."

"If I follow etiquette... you'll accept the duel?"

Her reason seemed clouded by arousal and depravity—she looked ready to obey.

I sneered inwardly.

Anticipating she'd chase me, I'd filled the room with aphrodisiac incense Lia meant to drug me with last night. Without Mind Reading's intel to layer these traps, it never would've worked.

If I hadn't brazenly spouted nonsense about pussy-cock sex duels and fucked Lia right in front of her, Leona's 50 Sense would've sniffed out the aphrodisiac instantly.

"Of course. I'm a Kraus too. If you follow etiquette, I'll act noble as well."

I declared haughtily. Wastrel rep be damned—Werner's arrogant noble looks made my voice ring true even to me.

But I wasn't fully confident it'd work. Even with all these layers, Leona could kill me anytime.

So I was just as scared as her, though I hid it well.

But moments later...

A heavy thud echoed through the chamber as metal hit the floor.

I'd once glimpsed soldiers' memories via Mind Reading. Leona, whom they idolized, didn't flee an ogre charge—she stomped its knee, leaped, and severed its head.

Yet that legendary knight knelt before the wastrel pounding a maid's pussy.

Her golden eyes bulged with bloodshot shame and fury, lips bitten to near-breaking. But her body betrayed her reason.

Her thighs ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠quivered. Inside those thick leather pants, she was soaking in the room's aphrodisiac haze and submission's pleasure.

"Kraus's... knight, Leona..."

Head bowed, she rasped like a beast, forcing out the words.

"Formally challenges... haa... the family's young master, Werner Kraus... to a duel."

A lewd moan slipped into her humiliated voice as she recited knightly etiquette. Leisurely, I used Mind Reading to peer into her deepest thoughts.

I needed to know exactly why she'd come sword-first.

Aha. I swallowed a thick, vicious chuckle.

Brilliant.

Genuine admiration welled up.

Endure kneeling humiliation to save a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fellow maid, assassinate me on the battlefield, then die gloriously as vanguard. A desperate, twisted killing intent fitting true knighthood in this dark fantasy world.

What I loved most? Her motives perfectly matched mine.

Protect Mina's purity? Same here. No way I'd let filthy monsters or other males steal that beautiful virginity.

Her noble intent deserved a shoulder pat. If I were Kael, if my power wasn't corruption training, I might've sheathed my sword in awe of her devotion.

But.

I coldly eyed Leona's crown, halting my thrusts in Lia.

Too bad—you're already a non-virgin.

Staking her life for Mina's purity, yet peeping on sex and masturbating till she squirted?

From that depraved moment, no matter how pure her "heart," Leona was just a pleasure-submissive fallen slut.

I'll protect Mina. You're already cock-juice brained—who are you to play savior? Not worthy of my mercy.

Schlurp—

With a wet pop, I yanked my brutal cock from Lia's pussy. She twisted her hips regretfully, but I stood without looking back.

Then strode to Leona, still kneeling, planting myself right in her face.

"Raise your head, Leona."

She forced her chin up at the command. Filling her vision wasn't her honorable lord's proud face—

"Hiiik...!"

—but my massive, rigid cock, glistening with Lia's juices and my cum, poised to slap her cheek.

Stark naked. That was me looming over Leona now.

"You've followed etiquette, so I'll respond as a noble should."

At a perilous distance where dripping fluids might splatter her face, I spread my arms arrogantly.

"Very well. In Kraus's name, I, Werner, accept your challenge."

A solemn acceptance, cock dangling naked before her. The bizarre, erotic dissonance left Leona dazed—then her face flushed crimson.

"Y-you... mad bastard!"

Her knees sprang up like springs.

Golden eyes blazed with shame and murder, glaring daggers.

"Crawl to the training grounds now, trash! I'll cut off that flopping thing first...!"

"Hold on."

I casually cut off her sword-drawing snarl.

"Duels have stakes. You challenged me, so as the acceptor, I decide how we fight. Surely the vice-captain knows honorable duel rules?"

"...What cowardly trick is this?!"

Grinning slyly, I nodded at her firm right arm.

"Fight with one arm. Tuck the other behind your back, sealed. That's my condition."

"...Ha?"

Disbelieving air hissed from Leona's lips. Her gaze swept my naked body.

Cold mockery mixed into her rage-filled eyes. The arrogance of an ogre-slaying knight, overwhelming superior.

"...Fine. I accept that condition."

Leona lifted her chin coldly.

"One arm's plenty to break your filthy mouth and limbs. Get dressed and come out."

She turned confidently, storming out with heavy steps.

Bam! The door slammed like it might shatter.

"Y-Young master... have you finally lost it?"

Lia, sprawled naked and panting on the bed, asked in a tearful voice.

Her eyes brimmed with genuine worry for me, thanks to her skyrocketing favor from the Mating Press and arousal fever.

"Vice-captain's a monster who beheaded an ogre. Even one arm sealed, your body won't survive one hit—bones pulverized..."

"Don't worry."

Pulling on pants, I flashed a leisurely smirk.

"Ogres are one thing. Taming a bitch in heat with her brain full of pussy juice? That's my specialty."

Breeding stud Werner, launching out.