Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: No Way This Feels Good!
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009. There's no way I'd feel good from something like this!
What makes for the most enjoyable prey to hunt?
Without a doubt, it's prey that puts up a fierce resistance.
Hunting something that gives up and passively accepts death brings far less satisfaction than hunting something that thrashes desperately to survive.
From that perspective, Esther right now made for excellent prey.
"P-Please untie me...!"
With her limbs bound by rope, Esther's struggles were pointless.
She knew that full well, yet she still flailed about, trying to escape somehow.
The sight stirred sadistic urges.
"If you're a researcher, Sir Withbel, you should understand this much. It's all for the sake of curse research."
With a few spoons of personal desire mixed in.
"There must be other ways...!"
"Sure, there probably are."
Vera eyed Esther's pussy, pursed tight like the shy personality it belonged to.
It was plump and fresh-looking, like a ripe shellfish.
Tempting enough to sink her teeth into.
'Am I naturally inclined toward men?'
When lust hit, the urge to thrust into her was stronger than the desire to be penetrated.
Maybe it was the influence of having a cock herself.
Either way, her arousal was more explosive than ever before.
"But if the results are the same, wouldn't it be better to use a method that feels good instead of one that doesn't?"
Vera placed her hand atop Esther's pussy.
Esther's hips twitched at the chill of her palm.
"N-No...! Not at all...!"
Esther flailed desperately.
"I've told you over and over—I'm a man! There's no way I'd feel good from something like this!"
"You won't know until you try."
"I do know!"
"Then prove it. If it really doesn't feel good, I'll apologize and never do this again. But if it does... you'd better brace yourself."
Vera gently stroked Esther's pussy.
"I've got plenty of experiments I want to run on a male body too."
"Eeeek...!"
The sensation of her pussy being caressed was eerie.
Genitals were a sensitive area.
Even a light touch elicited a sharper reaction than anywhere else.
"Let's see, then."
She extended one finger and rubbed along the tightly closed slit.
"Ngh...!"
Just that slight friction turned Esther's face pale.
"A woman's body has a fatal weakness. It's tiny, but strike it right, and she falls completely."
Her finger slid gradually upward.
Until it reached the end of the slit.
A spot where the skin was especially thick.
"Right here."
She peeled back the skin just a bit and pressed down on the pearl hidden beneath with her fingertip.
"Hngh...!!"
Even that mild stimulation made Esther's thighs quiver.
She wanted to clamp her legs shut, but with them spread wide and bound by rope, it was impossible.
"They call it the clitoris. Or clit, for short."
She tapped the swollen clit protruding proudly.
"Maybe it's because you used to be a man, Sir Withbel, but yours is on the bigger side. Could even call it a clidick."
It was an exaggeration.
It was big, but not that big.
Still, Vera exaggerated to heap on the shame.
She wondered if it'd work on a former man like Esther, but seeing her face flush even deeper proved it did.
Truly overflowing with female talent.
"What do you call this?"
Vera pressed hard on Esther's clit and rolled it in circles.
"Hik, hng, uh... Clitoris...!"
She didn't have to answer, but she did so obediently.
That only made it more arousing.
"And what else?"
This time, Vera pinched the clit lightly.
"Kyaa!"
A girlish scream burst from Esther's lips.
Her pelvis bucked upward at the same time.
"D-Don't pinch... Eek, don't pinch it...!"
"Wrong answer."
Vera clicked her tongue and pinched the protruding clit even harder.
"Hnggg...! Kk...!"
Esther bit her lower lip hard.
"C-Clit... Clitoris...!"
She barely managed the words in a trembling voice.
Just as Vera had said.
The clitoris was a tiny thing, but devastatingly potent.
Having something the size of a pea toyed with made her feel like her whole body was under its control.
And that sensation was utterly bewildering.
Not quite pleasure, not quite pain.
She still wasn't sure.
Going further might reveal it, but the cost terrified her.
"Good girl."
Vera released the clit.
"Haa... haa... S-Saw that, right?"
Esther panted heavily as she spoke.
"This doesn't feel good at all."
"Of course not."
"Huh?"
"We haven't even started yet."
Vera began rubbing the clit in earnest.
She mashed it between two fingers and spun it rapidly.
"Kyaaa...! Hik!"
The relentless barrage of stimulation had Esther twisting her hips to escape.
But her movements were restricted.
Even if she dodged for a moment, Vera's fingers caught right back up.
The weakness was under constant assault.
Like a dungeon boss getting overwhelmed without a chance to fight back.
"Hng...! Kk...! Haht...!"
Esther tensed her abs and held her breath.
Trying to contain the prickling heat spreading like wildfire through her lower belly.
It was futile.
The flames rising from her clit engulfed her lower belly in seconds, setting her most precious female core ablaze.
"Wha...? Whaa...?"
Something.
Something was swelling inside her.
It grew rapidly, then a brief stillness fell.
"Ah......"
Her mind went blank.
A jolt like lightning magic shot up her spine and pierced her brain.
"Haaaaang...!!"
Esther's pelvis jerked violently.
A stream of fluid squirted forcefully from between her slightly parted labia.
The clear liquid arced beautifully before landing on Esther's face.
Salty.
Her first taste of female nectar.
Before she could process it, her consciousness faded far away, latching onto a magic circle etched into her soul.
She'd found the hidden magic circle.
First time seeing it?
Its structure was incredibly complex.
Dozens of straight lines and curves tangled in chaos.
Some artifact at work?
Highly likely.
The curse amplification was fading.
The glowing pink magic circle grew hazy.
She only had a fleeting moment to observe it.
Still, it was a huge breakthrough.
Until now, it had just been a hypothesis that it was a curse, but now she could confirm it.
She burned the image into her mind as best she could.
Back in her academy days, she'd won awards in the Magical Circuit Analysis Olympiad, but memorizing an ancient magic circle that deviated from standard formulas at a glance was tough.
The magic circle vanished.
Darkness closed in completely.
Her mind exited the soul realm and returned to the real world.
"Haa... hng... sob...."
When she came to, her heart was pounding like she'd sprinted full-tilt.
Her head felt foggy, like she'd passed out.
Strangely, her face was damp, and her tongue tasted salty.
"How was it?"
The princess smiled faintly.
"Huh? H-Huh?"
I blinked.
Still not fully with it.
"Felt good, didn't it?"
That snapped me back—what we'd just been doing.
"Ah......"
Heat flooded my face.
I couldn't say a word.
No way I could admit it.
That it felt good.
I wanted to deny it, but a woman's pleasure outdid a man's by far.
Like her hypersensitive glans being teased nonstop.
Eerie, yet that eeriness delivered pure ecstasy.
"D-Didn't... feel good."
"Lying won't fly."
"Eek...!"
The princess's finger swept up my pussy slit.
"When it's soaked like this."
"Wha...?"
"Women leak nectar when aroused. And right now, Sir Withbel's pussy is drenched in it."
"G-Getting excited from stimulation is just basic human physiology."
"That's not the point. The point is you squirted like a fountain and came. Hard enough to splash your own face."
That explained the taste on my tongue.
"Looks like you were wrong, Sir Withbel."
The princess's raptor-like eyes gleamed.
Backlit by the lamp, the shine was vivid.
"So, brace yourself, as promised."
"Wh-What are you planning...?"
"Don't be scared. I won't hurt you."
The princess's hand returned to my pussy.
"Just a little punishment."
"Punishment...?"
"Torture comes in many forms. Including sexual torment."
"Why bring that up out of nowhere...?"
"Because that's what we're doing next."
Her finger pressed down on my clit.
Tension gripped my inner thighs.
Fresh off climax, it was hypersensitive.
"Oh, right—did you confirm the curse?"
I nodded stiffly.
"What kind?"
"Not yet... "
"Perfect. This is our chance to nail it down."
That means...
"Let's tough it out for an hour."
The princess started ravaging my clit.
"Haaaaang...!!"
Thus began the orgasm hell.
True to her word, she teased my clit for a full hour.
I climaxed countless times, squirting like a fresh shellfish over and over.
My eyes rolled back from sensations that blurred pain and pleasure.
My lower belly churned and spasmed in mysterious ecstasy.
The self-loathing toward the me reveling in female pleasure crumbled unnoticed amid the torment.
The silver lining?
I memorized that curse magic circle perfectly.