Enjoyable Discipline!
Hypno muttered lowly to himself as he gazed at Clarice, who had passed out twitching on the floor, her fluids turning it into a squirting fountain.
"Wow~ This is really the best. Saying 'no one's gonna eat that,' but the second I gave permission, she gobbled it down like a pig, then combo'd into a masturbation climax with a squirting fountain and straight-up fainted... Felt like I watched her corruption happen live in real time."
To Hypno, Clarice's antics just moments ago had been a truly delightful and satisfying spectacle.
"Honestly, she's a filthy bitch, but purely body-wise? Fuckin' right up my alley. Big tits, thick thighs and ass."
That didn't mean Hypno had any intention of forgiving her or fucking her himself. If anything, the scene he'd just witnessed made the idea even less appealing.
Because for Hypno, watching Clarice get brutally defiled by others—or break down completely—was way hotter and more to his taste than doing it himself.
"Arrogant face, shitty personality, self-righteous superiority complex... Kya, born to be abused."
If Clarice had some heartbreaking backstory, Hypno might've felt a twinge of pity and considered fucking her once to build a bit of attachment. But her past was pure self-inflicted karma from her family. Trash from way back, treating maids like disposable tools, and from what she'd spilled, a mountain of corruption that even the royals couldn't ignore and wiped them out for.
Even the origin of her thieving? It started with a flicker of sympathy, but once Hypno peeked into her true thoughts, that pity vanished like smoke.
So there was no way he'd shift Clarice from "abuse-spectacle toy" in his mind.
Well, I'll keep her body in shape at least.
Hypno wanted her healthy and primed for maximum abuse shows.
Power Clean
Cleaning Clarice's body and the floor spotless, Hypno then pulled a blanket from Cheonma's Orb and wrapped her up tight in it.
Can't have her catching a cold. Ahh~ Worrying about a trash toy like this? I'm such a good guy.
With a smug little self-compliment, Hypno turned, stripped off his clothes, and climbed into the bed where Wintineas slept, slipping under the covers.
"Heh heh heh, Winti~."
Hugging her from behind, Hypno slotted his still rock-hard cock between Wintineas's plush thighs.
The soft, thick embrace of her thighs around his dick, the silky sway of her hair against him, her natural body scent... Hypno drifted off peacefully.
Fuck.
Clarice von Estrie spat curses inwardly as she trudged out of Sliem, trailing behind Wintineas and Hypno, who walked hand-in-hand all chummy.
Seeing them made her mood sour even more.
Fuuu... uck!
It wasn't just their gross vibe—last night's events had her extra pissed.
When Clarice woke, she was mummified in a blanket on the floor.
"What the fuck."
Her last memory: Hypno sneering as she lost control and masturbated.
Morning mood: ruined.
"Churp♥ Slurp♥ Chuuuuurp♥♥"
A vulgar wet sound hit her ears. Looking up, she saw naked Wintineas on the bed, happily sucking Hypno's morning wood while he slept.
What's this airhead doing in my bed first thing?
Clarice glared... then—
Spuuuurt!
"Slurp♥ Slurp♥ Sluuuuurp...♥"
Weaker than usual, but cum erupted from Hypno's sleeping cock. Wintineas vacuumed every drop.
Lifting her head, she pulled off with a pop and... chewed it.
"Chomp chomp...♥"
What? She's chewing and tasting his cum? Insane? That rank, nasty shit tastes good?
Clarice couldn't process it. Then Wintineas turned and spotted her.
"...? Chomp chomp... Gulp♥ Fuu...♥"
Swallowing the last with a blissful smile, Wintineas exhaled cum-scented breath and said to Clarice:
"This... is my cum, so... no give."
"Who the fuck wants it!"
Does this psycho think I was eyeing it!?
"Huh...? You're drooling... a lot...?"
"Eh?"
Only then did Clarice realize her mouth hung slack while glaring, drool pouring out.
"Wah! Fuck, what the—!"
Me? Drooling? Over that bimbo slurping cum? That gross, sticky, throat-clogging... that cum made me drool!? Fuck! Won't stop!
"Gulp!"
Clarice swallowed, shed the blanket, and wiped her mouth furiously.
To cover it up, she yanked a dagger from her thigh belt and yelled:
"G-get the fuck outta my house now!"
"Huh...? This... your house...?"
"It is my house! Get out!"
"But... Hypno still... sleeping."
"Who gives a shit if that worthless trash is asleep!"
"...Hmm."
Wintineas puffed her cheeks at the Hypno-bashing.
"Hypno... not worthless."
"Shut up! I'm tellin' ya, that fucker's hypnosis or whatever means I can't attack him, but I can still whoop your ass..."
Wait. Hurt her, and that bastard'll do worse to me? He took my virginity and first kiss over some trash-talk and fake tears, made me strip and get gangbanged. If I actually injure her... fuck.
"Tch..."
Grinding her teeth, Clarice froze.
"...Gonna fight...?"
As Clarice drew her dagger, Wintineas hopped off the bed, scattering chill air.
What? Sudden cold? Wait... that bastard kept calling her Winti. And those ears—half-elf. Winti... Winti... Wintineas? The Ice Sword Princess!?
Clarice recalled the rumors: Promising D-rank adventurer on the rise. Ice magic specialist, dual-wielding swords in fluid, dance-like strikes amid constant frost aura. Princess-like beauty earning her the Ice Sword Princess moniker. Sky-blue side ponytail, eyes like clear skies.
It matched the girl before her perfectly.
"...Hey. What's your name."
"Huh? I'm... Wintineas."
Fuck, it's her! Wintineas!?
Clarice could mimic others' moves well enough. But she'd only hunted E-rank goblins or D-rank orcs in temp parties. No confidence against Wintineas, who soloed that shit effortlessly.
"Damn it."
She sheathed her dagger meekly and snapped at Wintineas:
"Hey, no fighting, so wake that bastard and get lost."
"...?"
Wintineas tilted her head curiously but didn't pry.
Instead, she sat on the bed and—
Pat pat pat pat.
Grabbed Hypno's cock and started jerking.
Not wake him—why the fuck are you handjobbing his dick!?
Clarice wanted to scream and boot them out, but no win chance—and fighting would wreck her place. She could only glare daggers.
"Hyp... no. Wake... up?"
Wintineas seemed to heed her somewhat, chatting at Hypno mid-stroke.
"Mm..."
Her sweet voice reached sleeping Hypno's ears.
"Yaaawn... Huh, Winti?"
Stretching, Hypno noticed the handjob over fellatio.
"Handjob today, not suck?"
"Yeah... sucked earlier... Good morning... Hypno."
"Yeah, good morning, Winti! Heh heh, your hand's the best too."
"Hee hee♥"
"Hey, he's up—now fuck off..."
"Huh?"
Hypno turned from Wintineas to Clarice. Memories of her vulgar, pathetic show last night flooded back; he beamed innocently, waving.
"Pfft, hey, toy!"
"Fuck who! And you just laughed at me! Ahh!"
"Still got that slutty mouth on that killer body."
"Who you callin' slutty? You fuckin'..."
Snap!
"Ooooh♥♥"
Hypno snapped; Clarice hunched, pussy drooling.
"Don't dirty Winti's ears. No bad words."
"Dick... head..."
Snap! Snap!
"Higguh♥♥ Oh♥ Ooooh♥♥"
Legs buckled from back-to-back arousal bursts; Clarice knelt.
"Me and Winti are doing lovey-dovey morning sex now, so you watch quietly from there and jerk off."
"You... fuckin'..."
Just masturbate? Boring... Wait, yesterday I just watched her squirt? Name's like clitoris but never used her clit, huh.
Hypno grinned slyly, idea sparking.
"Heh heh heh, no pussy this time—just rub your nipples and clit with fingers, or flick 'em. Start now!"
"Who the fuck follows your stupid orders like thaaat♥♥♥"
She tried protesting, but her hands obeyed: one at nipples, one at clit.
"Fuck♥ What♥ Body moving on its own♥ Oh♥ Mmm♥ Ahh♥"
Triple-stacked arousal made even untouched spots hypersensitive; pleasure shattered her speech.
"Perfect! She'll masturbate over there... Winti! What today?"
"Mm... No filming... today?"
"Filming... Oh yeah! Play this and go!"
Hypno activated Cheonma's Orb, queuing yesterday's guild strip-show vid.
Watching guild women strip and dance lewdly, he said:
"Gives that post-fuck vibe from yesterday!"
"Then... morning... cowgirl?"
"Yeah, morning cowgirl too, Winti! Slam my dick and dance wild!"
"Yeah♥"
Hypno and Wintineas went at lovey-dovey cowgirl on the bed, vid playing, right in front of jerking Clarice.
Fuckin' bastard... Doooooh♥♥ Ahh♥ Mmmgh♥♥♥
Clarice couldn't tear her eyes away, lost in masturbation bliss.