Chapter 49
Chapter 49
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: I Want You to Watch
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"I knew it would come to this. I just knew it."
"..."
As if she had predicted this exact situation, Eleonora silently glared at Sin Seon-dong, who was placing her food outside the bars just like always.
"What the hell did you do to me this time..."
"Do to you? I told you earlier to eat naked."
Those pitiful eyes of his! That look implying this was all her fault for rejecting his good intentions! It pissed her off to no end. Anyone could see he was just disappointed she wasn't stripped bare.
Even though he acted like he was genuinely being kind and this mess was solely because she refused, Eleonora let out a deep sigh and spoke.
"That's why you made me...!"
"Sigh, do whatever you want. I told you clearly, right? Here, your 'food'."
Grrrrowl!
No sooner had Sin Seon-dong finished speaking than Eleonora, now somewhat accustomed to the signal of her hunger, dragged her feet toward him—toward her food bowl—while suppressing a groan at the unpleasant sensation in her stomach.
She wanted to scream at him right then and there, but lashing out wouldn't change a thing. It would only give him more ammunition to humiliate her.
So, if she just ate the food in front of him, showed him enough to satisfy his twisted urges, maybe she could get rid of this revolting sight.
Stuffing her face into the trough like a pig—Eleonora's head turned toward the pigs in the next pen at the word "pig"—eating like livestock was humiliating beyond endurance.
But it was still better than pleasuring her own pussy in front of him.
'Just pretend until he's satisfied enough. If I only pretend, then afterward...!'
She would comfort her pussy alone.
It was disconcerting how she was growing accustomed to masturbating by herself, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing her slowly tamed before his eyes.
'No, wait—rather than doing it alone, maybe I should let the pigs in the next pen watch me pleasure my pussy? Their cocks won't get hard, but if I moan loudly on purpose and finger myself vigorously, they'll surely squeal and fuss at me like they're pissed off...'
Until now, she'd secretly masturbated while the pigs slept, but now that dinner time had just passed, they'd be settling down for the night. It was the perfect time to give them a show(?).
She'd be heading to the afterlife soon anyway, so why not let them fully appreciate what a horny sow in heat looked like before then?
'No, actually, it'll feel amazing. They're beasts, sure, but just imagining all those countless eyes watching my gaping pussy while they oink and grunt... I might cum already from the thought...'
Especially this insolent bastard in front of her—he had no idea she masturbated at night. It irked her that he'd been spouting nonsense like he was going to turn her into a sow.
Giving the other pigs a good show behind his back might be a small, petty pleasure.
Thud-!
"Ah?"
Her thrilling fantasy was short-lived. Eleonora tilted her head in confusion as her hand, reaching through the bars, bounced back into the pen without getting anywhere.
"You gonna eat or not? What the hell are you daydreaming about...?"
"Sh-shut up! Be quiet!"
'Ugh... what the hell was I even thinking?!'
Snapping back to her senses(?) in an instant, Eleonora flushed beet red under Sin Seon-dong's mocking gaze and buried her head with a plop.
Even for her, fantasizing about masturbating in front of the pigs was too lewd. What kind of depraved nonsense was that?! And what kind of twisted mind had allowed her to entertain such absurdity so casually?!
'It's all because of this itch. My nipples keep itching, heating up my body without me realizing...'
Of all places, her breasts. The same symptoms appeared where her armor touched her skin, but her tits—already hypersensitive from being groped all afternoon—made it impossible to think straight.
Even so, to have such a ridiculous fantasy...?!
"Tch...!"
"What're you looking at? What did I even do?"
"..."
She had nothing to say to that.
Even if he was the root of all evil, the fantasy had been entirely her own.
Was she really this weak?
How long had she been locked up here to unconsciously indulge in such lewd delusions?
Letting out another deep sigh, Eleonora shoved her face toward the food scraps in front of her, hoping the humiliation would steel her hatred and thirst for revenge once more as she poked her head through the bars.
But at that moment—
"Hey, hey, haven't you learned yet? You know you can't eat with your armor on, so why bother?"
"Ah?"
Eleonora looked down at her armor again, her head drooping as Sin Seon-dong, now lounging on a metal chair with his legs crossed, spoke pityingly.
'Armor... right, I have to take off the armor...'
This armor—the iron barrier that had shielded her burning breasts from his touch until now. She could take it off? No, she had to?
Thinking back, she never remembered wearing this armor when he brought her 'food.' The cold metal collar, raised like a crest to protect her neck, had always blocked her from poking her head through the bars.
To eat, she had to remove this armor.
"My body's... not feeling well. Can't you let me back inside like last time...?"
"I told you to take it off because it'd make you feel better, but you said no."
"Ah..."
Of course he wouldn't give her such a convenient out.
Grrrrowl!
And now her body was throwing a tantrum, demanding she eat. With a sigh mixing relief and resignation—the contradictions blending into one—Eleonora muttered to herself as if bargaining.
'Yeah, this is for survival... to survive, I have to eat that. I swore to stay in peak condition for escape, so this is... this is...!'
It wasn't abandoning her pride.
Besides, honestly—though it bruised her ego—that food scraps-looking stuff wasn't half bad.
"...You wouldn't leave if I asked, would you?"
"If you want me to go, I will."
No sooner had she spoken than Sin Seon-dong, who had been sitting there all along, lifted his heavy bulk, folded the chair, and Eleonora sighed in relief as she began unfastening the buckles of her armor.
"..."
Click, click—with each buckle coming undone, her breath quickened, her skin flushing anew with faint heat, her hands moving faster and faster.
As if finally freed from this accursed prison she'd endured so long, as if welcoming long-awaited liberation, Eleonora swiftly undid every single buckle binding her body in less than half the time it usually took to fasten them—which was already around ten minutes on a good day.
Now, if she just removed this breastplate, she could finally free her scorching chest.
And after that—
"Guess I'll head out then?"
"W-wait! Where are you going?!"
Sin Seon-dong had already placed the chair back in its spot and was pulling on the door handle to leave the pigsty when Eleonora grabbed him.
"Why? You told me to leave."
"..."
'Why? Why did I stop him?'
She should have just let him go. That would have been fine. So why had she held him back? Confused even by her own actions, her mouth moved on its own.
"Y-you can watch... you can watch me... t-take it off... no, I want you to watch!"
"What?"
Discarding his bewildered expression in an instant, Sin Seon-dong flashed his usual sly, wicked grin as he looked at her. Normally, it would have made her grind her teeth, but for some reason, she wanted him here.
Something only he could provide—she didn't know what, but she desperately needed him. No reason, no understanding, but she just wanted him to stay.
For that—
"I-I... want you to watch my huge tits jiggle as I strip naked..."
Drip—
In that moment, feeling something wet trickle down her thigh, Eleonora shuddered lightly.