Tormenting the Second Princess Knight with Breast Slaps Until Her Milk-Tits Climax and Squeezing Out Her Breast Milk ♥
The three Princess Knight sisters.
That was the name given to Valkyria herself—the lord of this land—and the two Princess Knights she had personally chosen.
The two women selected by Valkyria were neither nobles nor commoners. They were of the lowest caste: people who slept on the roadside, who endured the spit and insults of passersby with both body and soul.
Those same two had become the most radiant Princess Knights in the territory—knights of justice who kept their chastity pure and planted dreams and hope in the hearts of the people.
Neither of them had ever forgotten the grace Valkyria had shown them, not for a single moment. Together with her, they had stood as guardians of this land and protected its people.
Even Rebecca, the Fourth Imperial Princess, had trusted them enough to leave the territory in their care instead of taking them on the expedition to the Imperial Capital.
But then the newly appointed lord of the north suddenly declared war, and peace began to crumble.
The advance of the dragon-kin under Iris’s command far exceeded anything they had anticipated—as if this assault had been prepared long in advance, ready to be unleashed at any moment.
Iri, the youngest of the Princess Knights, had ridden out first to hold the gate. Yet the gate fell to the enemy in an instant, and word arrived that Iri had been taken prisoner.
Iri… please, please let her be unharmed…
Anis, the second of the Princess Knights, fretted that sexual torture might be inflicted upon her little sister. The northern barbarians were infamous for slaughtering every man and ravishing every woman, after all.
But now they were led by a member of the imperial family. If that person still possessed any sense of honor, they would never commit war crimes against a prisoner.
Valkyria, eldest of the Princess Knights, was forbidden by custom from joining the fighting except for the final duel. Rescuing Iri fell to Anis, the second sister.
“——Wait for me, Iri. Your big sister is coming to save you!”
With a resolute expression, Anis opened her eyes.
“Heeh—— You were snoring away while your little sister was getting her asshole reamed, and now you’re spouting that crap?”
“Eh?”
“Ha-eup♡ Chuuup♡”
“Nngh-hat♡ Haaah♡”
“Huuuh…♥ Nice♥”
I sat with my legs spread in arrogant leisure, my Geuktae Jeollyun Seongwang standing so rigidly upright it looked ready to punch through the ceiling. Silvia and Elena were hard at work rolling their tongues over the meat-pillar, massaging it with devoted care.
I could have finished this territorial war by myself ages ago, but sitting around watching it drag on had left me so pent-up that I’d gotten rock-hard. It was so stiff and aching I’d ordered them to relieve me—and the two bitches seemed just as desperate down below, because they kept stuffing their fingers between their own thighs and rubbing furiously.
“W-who are you people?! Who dares enter my room… eek?!”
Anis, jolted awake, babbled in confusion—until she took stock of her own condition and reeled in shock. She was completely naked, every intimate place from her armpits outward laid bare, and bound tight. She rolled her eyes frantically, trying to grasp the situation, then went wide-eyed when she spotted one of the bitches still lost in the act of licking sausage.
“Th-that woman! She’s definitely…!”
She seemed to remember seeing Silvia. Anis had complained she couldn’t sleep and called for a maid; Silvia, already infiltrated into the place, had slipped her the drug. While the commander slept like a log, the dragon-kin had finished seizing this stronghold as well.
“Pleasure to meet you♥ Dame Anis♥ I’m Imperial Princess Iris♥”
“Y-you coward!”
“Huh?”
“Drugging your opponent and putting them to sleep…! Have you lost even the honor of the imperial bloodline by consorting with northern savages?! Fight me fair and square!”
I tried to stand, but the two bitches clung to me with disappointed whines. After forcibly shoving the bitches aside, I approached Anis.
She must have eaten well growing up—those two fat mounds were magnificently developed. Gravity had pulled them downward so they hung like greedy fruit, ripe and heavy. I swung my open palm straight at those beautiful fruits.
Slaaap——!♥
“Aaanh!♡”
For an instant her tit deformed into the shape of my palm, bounced sideways, then sagged back down. Anis bit her lip and moaned through the pain.
“Coward? You fucking bitch. If I’d ignored custom and fought for real, you’d all be dead already. I held back, and this is the thanks I get—you flapping that mouth of yours?”
“Kh…♡ To do something like this to a woman…! Where is Iri?!”
“Iri? ——Ahh, you mean that?”
“Eh…?”
I pointed a finger toward the corner. A pale, plump lump of meat lay sprawled there—ass stuck high in the air, asshole gaping like a fish’s mouth and still steadily vomiting out semen.
Only then did Anis seem to realize that the wretched thing in that pitiful state was her little sister.
“Iri!!!!”
“Oook…♡ Ook…♡”
“How—how could you commit such an atrocity?! Stealing a Princess Knight’s purity…!”
Before Anis woke, I had already pumped about three loads into Iri’s ass-pussy. But I had never taken her purity.
“I’m the one who’s offended. You lot kept singing about chastity this and chastity that, so I left her perfectly good cunt alone and only worked her back hole hard. I even asked politely every time before I shoved it in. ‘Wanna offer up your virginity? Or the asshole again?’”
“Th-that’s not the point—front or back doesn’t matter…!”
“I warned her clearly, you know♥ If she wouldn’t give up her virginity, her ass would end up ruined♥ But she still wouldn’t surrender it♥ Hehehe♥”
“You don’t listen to a single word people say…! A tyrant like you is destined to fall someday!”
“Hmm♥ And a lying knight like you isn’t?♥”
“W-what are you talking about…?”
“You’re a Princess Knight, but you’re no virgin♥”
I’d tossed the words out like a playful stone, yet Anis’s pupils churned like a lake after an explosion.
“Th-that’s not true.”
“Deny it all you want—I checked everything while you were asleep♥ Your cunt’s been poked so much it’s pure secondhand goods♥”
“That’s…! I-I just masturbated a lot…!”
“You know masturbation already breaks chastity, right?♥”
“Euk…! A-anyway, I never mixed bodies with another person…!”
A lying Princess Knight who kept denying it to the bitter end. But I had just found yet another piece of evidence. The sticky residue and sweet scent clinging to the palm that had just slapped her tits refused to fade. That was no mere sweat.
“If you’re really pure… then what’s this?♥”
“W-where do you think you’re touching… ah…♡”
When I cupped one of those meat-stuffed tits in my palm and lifted it, Anis first looked disgusted. Then she saw the sacred spring water trickling from the nipple at the tip and had no choice but to shut her mouth. It ran down her skin and pooled in my hand in a respectable amount.
“No way a virgin’s tits would leak this much milk, right?♥”
“Th-this is, I mean…!”
“Looks like quite a lot’s built up♥ You’ll get sick if you leave it like that♥”
“Nngh?!♡”
I pinched the nipple and gave it a gentle tug. Squeeak——♡ Squirt——♡ A stream of milk sprayed out. The stimulation wrung a sweet moan from Anis even as she pretended to hate it, thrashing her body in token resistance.
“Feels good draining what’s been stored up, doesn’t it?♥”
“I-it doesn’t feel good at all…♡”
“Liar, it does♥ Mm♥ But it’s not coming out as well as I expected♥ Maybe it’s clotted inside?♥”
Thinking I should loosen things up a little, I raised my palm. Anis saw it and shook her head frantically, eyes trembling.
“N-no…♡ A-anything but that…♡”
Slaaaap——!♥
“Nngh-hook?!♡”
Slap!♥ Slap!♥ Slap!♥ Slap!♥
“Nngh-hik?!♡ Ohoook!♡ Nnghoooook!♡”
Bound as she was, Anis could only take the one-sided abuse. Every swing of my hand sent those flesh-mounds dancing passionately through the air. Their overwhelming volume and mass made the impact against my palm absurdly satisfying. Her once-white skin flushed bright red, and the already huge fat-sacks swelled even larger—like sticky rice cakes toasting over a stove.
Slaaaaap——!♥
“Nngiiiik——!♡”
“Ah♥ Oops♥”
The feel of the hits was so good I’d lost myself without noticing. That last blow had gone out with zero restraint—would she be all right? It would be a problem if she broke before I even got to use her properly.
“Oh♡ Ooh…♡”
Anis twitched and moaned weakly, her breasts reduced to a thoroughly ravaged, rag-like mess. I reached out to check their condition—
“Oooooook——?!♡”
Pssssssshhh——!♡
“Ah♥ Fuck♥”
Her climaxing cunt sprayed like a tidal surge, and her milk-tits erupted in a fountain of breast milk. I, standing right in front, ended up soaked to the skin in the stuff. With the blockage finally cleared, Anis seemed truly relieved; she threw her head back, tongue lolling, and shuddered all over.
“You came just from getting your tits slapped that hard?♥ Your milk-tits must be insanely sensitive♥”
“N-nooo…♡ Nnghook?!♡”
Pssssssshhh——!♡
“Ahh♥ Filthy♥ I can’t even tell if this is a person or a beast♥ You milk-cow♥”
“Euk…♡ Don’t insult a Princess Knight like that…♡”
“Insult? Please♥ Silvia! Bring me something I can pour this into!”
“Yes, Lady Iris.”
At my order Silvia picked up a porcelain bottle from nearby and brought it over. Inside lingered a little white liquid with a rich, savory scent—apparently a bottle that had once held milk. She had fetched something perfectly suited to the purpose without even being told the details♥
“Silvia’s instincts really are the best♥ Good girl♥”
“Thank you♡”
I set the bottle my loyal maid had brought into position. Then I seized the milk-cow’s udders right in front of me and squeezed them downward with both hands, milking them like leather pouches. The skin was silky smooth, yet the bursting-full flesh filled my grip so completely it was pure satisfaction.
“Ahh♡ S-stop it♡”
“It’s still coming out like this—why should I stop?♥”
Anis’s voice grew thinner and thinner as she thrashed, but of course I had no intention of stopping.
“Aang♡ Nngh♡ Don’t torment my chest…♡ Y-you bastard♡”
“Torment? You’re loving it♥ Milk-cow♥”
The more she refused, the more obsessively I tormented only her milk-tits. No matter how much I squeezed, the milk kept flowing, so I twisted and wrung the udders almost like wringing out a wet rag.
“Ahh♡ Haaang♡ Nooo…♡ I’m not a milk-cow…♡”
“You’re spraying milk like this and still trying to call yourself a Princess Knight?♥ How were you ever supposed to play knight with these vulgar milk-cow tits hanging off you in the first place?♥”
Squeeak——♡ Squeeak——♡
Glug-glug——♡ Glug-glug——♡
The sound of the gushing milk filling the empty bottle was obscenely lewd. Once enough had collected that I could have gulped it down by the mouthful, I released Anis’s tits and lifted the bottle. Just from the sloshing sound as it swayed, I could tell a tremendous amount had been collected. I deliberately let her hear that sound while I mocked her.
“Heh-heh♥ I’ll plunder every last drop of the nutrients your beloved child was supposed to drink—not a single drop left for them♥”
“N-nooo…♡ That’s what my baby is supposed to eat…♡ You’re too cruel…♡”
Right in front of a mother who lacked even the strength to protect the food her child needed, I made a show of gulping the breast milk down in loud swallows. Anis sobbed, tears of anguish streaming down her face.