Chapter 64
Chapter 64
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: Reasons of Her Own
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She wasn't particularly trying to keep her legs together.
Eleonora's legs had been spread wide from the start, still holding that bow-legged stance with her crotch fully exposed toward the window.
And in that position, as she cautiously leaned her waist back—contrasting with her boldly thrusting out her chest—the dumbbell weights swinging like a pendulum between her ass cheeks slowly climbed upward along the strings binding them, just like her pussy, toward the wriggling hole.
"The weight pulling downward every time that place of mine moves... the sensation of those beads starting to burrow into my guts..."
Oomph, oomph. Her asshole worked tirelessly, chewing away to keep from spitting out the ping-pong-ball-sized beads in its (?) mouth, searching for the perfect grip.
Was this really the same Female Knight who had agonized just moments ago over what if someone saw her like this? The same Eleonora who had vowed over and over never to fall into depravity?
But her lewd behavior had its own reasons.
"That bastard would surely claim I dropped them and use it as an excuse to punish me again... So I have to clench tight, hold on. I'm training that... that place of mine so thoroughly he can't say a word, so he has to admit it's perfect...!"
What kind of madness was this? But astonishingly, Eleonora meant every word.
That guy would pounce on any single slip-up, so she intended to give him no opening whatsoever. At the same time,
now that she understood his goal, whether it was his fingers or his cock—or even these ridiculous beads—she felt the absolute need to train her asshole so it wouldn't be at his mercy.
"Sounds... might come out, but this is the pigsty. With hundreds of sows grunting all at once, it'll cover my voice well enough."
The risk of someone seeing her still remained, but at least her voice—any moans bursting out during training—wouldn't reach anyone's ears.
'It's humiliating that it assumes my mouth will be filled with lustful cries from the start, but better than letting that bastard toy with me and make even more disgraceful noises. I'll use this chance while he's gone to get used to the sensation.'
This was purely training. Sure, the method was a bit risqué, but it was time to prove her resolve right here—not to yield easily to his conditioning.
Squelch—
"Hngggghhh...♥"
Just like that, as Eleonora's waist shifted again and her massive tits jiggled, the dumbbell dangling from her asshole was once more dragged upward along with her hips.
Of course, feminine moans leaked out midway as the beads pushed through her inner walls, but it didn't matter.
"Thiiis... is training, training... It doesn't mean anything else, it's just to counter that bastard's tricks...!!"
Squelch-squelch-squelch!
Every twitch of Eleonora's body sent fluids gushing from the front while the dumbbell climbed from behind—a grotesque spectacle money couldn't buy anywhere else.
Yet even as sweet, bitch-in-heat moans poured from her mouth, her blue eyes, fixed on the world outside the window, darted restlessly, scanning for any passersby.
'Please don't walk by... I can't let anyone see me like this...!'
Watch for pedestrians, cram the anal beads into her body with her own motions—getting caught in either would tarnish every step of her life's path.
Her lifelong efforts would tumble into the abyss in an instant.
'From the Female Knight praised by the people... to a sow who couldn't resist her lusts and secretly indulged in debauchery...'
Even if she tried explaining, no one would listen. The moment "kidnapping" left her lips, everyone would point fingers, calling her a liar.
Who could attack and abduct the continent's strongest Female Knight?
Anyone would sooner believe she was a slutty pervert, overcome by her own kinks and desires, sneaking naked into a farmhouse in broad daylight to seduce men.
No, they definitely would.
'Slutty bitch... Calling me, me a slutty bitch...'
Earlier, stray thoughts had let the dumbbell slip downward, but now that she'd nearly reeled it all in, distractions were creeping back. And the main theme? Just like before—getting caught in this lewd act and how people would see her afterward.
'Even if I deny it, they won't believe me. No, it's natural they wouldn't. This pussy stretched to the shape of that bastard's cock, dripping pussy juice and gaping wide for cock at the slightest breeze—who wouldn't point fingers?'
Her claim of being captured by an evil mage would be utterly denied by this pussy.
Unlike the passionate pleas from her upper mouth, a woman's secret lower mouth could eloquently condemn her to the masses just by gaping emptily.
'They'll come flocking, disappointed in me. Mostly the soldiers and knights who followed me through battlefields, or the Holy Knights we sometimes allied with. They'll demand to know what I did, how many men I devoured to end up with such a worn-out pussy...'
Haa... haa...
Her imagination had escalated to proving her innocence by spreading her pussy wide before a crowd, and now her rough breaths came with her tongue flicking out to wet her dry lips.
'N-not just my pussy... They'll interrogate this place too, my... asshole... It'll be gaping wide open just like my pussy, stretched by stuffing it with these thick beads like now. To prove my innocence, I'd have to shove these beads in right in front of them...'
Suddenly, the dumbbell—which had steadily climbed and was just about to press against her ass cheeks—froze in place, then abruptly descended again.
"Haaahhh... It's been... so long... this feeling of... expelling something..."
It really had. Sure, she'd strained against anal plugs before to push them out, but now she was consciously loosening her asshole's grip.
The sensation of the beads descending one by one, shoving aside her inner walls and steadily widening her asshole once more.
After years of forgetting it, her lips twitched at the long-lost feeling of her excretory organ fulfilling its original purpose—the beads pushing downward to escape her body, to be expelled.
Squelch, squelch, squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
"Eheeeek...!"
They dropped one by one at first, but soon poured out like a downpour, and with beads exiting in rapid succession, Eleonora's pussy unleashed a yellow stream.
The black beads, slick with her fluids, swung side to side with the pendulum motion of the dumbbell, and on the rebound—
as the final bead nearly slipped from her guts while she pissed herself to climax—Eleonora's eyes flashed, and she yanked her waist back hard, halting it.
"The urge to... expel feels this... daaangerous...!"
She'd nearly lost herself to pleasure and handed that bastard victory.
She'd almost given him another excuse to condition her—but no way in hell!
Eleonora panted heavily, then dove back into fantasies—not fantasies, simulations—of males condemning her naked body and probing her asshole.
'I'll tell them I developed my asshole myself to endure the conditioning from the bastard who imprisoned me. I had no choice but to train my asshole's grip to survive his torment, and the result...'
"Nnghhhuuuh...♥"
Once more, the dumbbell began climbing. But this time, it wasn't alone.
Her slick black anal beads, gleaming with her fluids, were drawn one by one into her gaping asshole, worming their way inside.
"Everyone will wonder... who that guy is, the one who turned my pussy so loose even other cocks might not fill it, who turned my... asshole into this slutty hole that swallows beads whole... who that bastard is who conditioned Eleonora's holes for his exclusive use..."
The one who turned this flesh into his personal fucktoy.
Like a snake swallowing eggs, with each bead gulped, her blue eyes—now forgetting to watch her surroundings—filled with ecstatic joy.
"Hnggguh... C-coming, gonna cum agaaain... Cumming from my asshole agaaaain...♥"
Coincidence? Just then, as a certain red-haired princess knight fretted over her close friend somewhere, Eleonora stuck out her tongue long and grunted like a sow once more.