Chapter 48: Opening the Cage (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 48: Opening the Cage (2)
Helena had been the same when I first took her, but Natalia had changed so much after being held by me that I found myself wondering, Is she even the same person?
She started calling me "Master," even though I never told her to.
Despite being a swordsman skilled enough to earn the title of Sword Princess and the mistress of a high-ranking noble family, she possessed a fetish for finding pleasure and ecstasy in submitting to me.
'Maybe it’s because of that background that she developed these tastes…'
This was another point of departure from the Milfgard I knew.
Well… I was the one who pushed her, told her that’s who she was, that’s who she had to be, and forced her to her knees.
"Ha, haah… Mas…ter…!"
Natalia’s heated voice snapped me out of my musings.
Focus, focus. I was in the middle of making her happy, after all.
I put more strength into my hips, which had slowed down for a moment, and heavily pressed against Natalia’s cervix.
"Kuh… oh… huggh…!"
"Haha, you really love this, don't you?"
If there was one more thing I’d learned about Natalia over yesterday and today, it was that her favorite sexual position was the missionary position.
She loved the kind of missionary position where I pinned her down so she couldn't move her arms or legs at all, slowly and heavily grinding against her cervix.
She loved it so much that even in the throes of an orgasm, she would reach out and clutch my buttocks.
'And she even pulls me in deeper herself.'
As I added a suffocatingly deep, sticky kiss, I felt the intense stimulation of her vaginal walls convulsing and wrapping around me.
Are all the women of the Clausewitz family such masterpieces?
"Heu… ugh…!"
"Kh…"
Thanks to that, the urge to ejaculate rushed over me quickly.
I pushed into Natalia with all my strength as she wrapped her arms around my neck, her begging growing more frantic.
"Augh…! Ha, haaaang…! Mas…ter…!"
"I’m coming…!"
The moment I said those words, Natalia wrapped her arms around my neck as if she had been waiting for them.
Furthermore, she wrapped her legs around my waist, determined not to let a single drop escape.
Because of that, I was pinned in place and had no choice but to dump everything inside her.
"Kuh… ha…!"
"Aaah, ah…! Ha-ugh…! Ahaaaang…♥"
For a long while, we stayed locked in each other's arms, kissing and savoring the lingering afterglow of the climax.
"Phew…"
"Haah, haah, haah…"
I was finally able to pull away from Natalia’s embrace… but.
Natalia’s body, drenched in sweat, and her disheveled face caught my eye anew.
Perhaps it was because of that sudden realization.
Before I knew it, I was grabbing Natalia’s elegant face and pulling it between my legs.
"Mmph?!"
"Suck it."
"Ye-hes… hee-ub, ha-ub… slurp…"
Natalia didn't just willingly lick up her own love juice; she went as far as sucking out every last bit of semen remaining in my urethra.
Even though I hadn't told her to, she even started licking between my buttocks on her own…
Of course, it brought a truly ecstatic pleasure, but thanks to her, I became rock hard again.
"Aah… Master… it’s so hard and hot again…"
"Haha, it seems you have a tremendous talent for handling this sword too?"
"Thank you, Master…"
Since it had come to this, Natalia spread her legs wide again, suggesting we go for another round.
Her still-soaked vagina was twitching, and she was acting coy as if begging me to thrust back inside her immediately.
'Now… shall I test the waters?'
Instead of giving Natalia what she wanted, I rubbed my glans against her swollen, throbbing clit.
As expected, Natalia’s entire body trembled as she piteously writhed her hips.
"Ahang…! M-Master…!"
"Do you want my cock that badly?"
"Yes, yes! Please…!"
"I see. How much do you want it?"
"I-I’ll do anything. If I can be filled by Master forever…!"
"Forever, huh? I see."
After slowly inserting myself into Natalia, I sat up and pulled her into a hug.
Naturally, this put us into a face-to-face sitting position.
I held Natalia even tighter and spoke.
"Do you really want to be in my arms forever?"
"Yes…! I-I can’t live without Master anymore!"
"I’m not joking. I really can hold you forever."
"…?"
"As you saw yesterday, I am someone who has made a contract with a Great Demon. Thanks to that, Helena and I have obtained immortal bodies that do not age or tire."
"Th-that’s why you never got tired no matter how many times we did it…"
"That’s right. To be honest, I don’t just want Helena and Sitri; I want you too. I want to live with you forever, just as beautiful as you are now."
I was more serious than ever.
I certainly wanted to conquer and possess Natalia, but I also loved and cherished her just as much.
Because that was my way of loving, and it was the shape of my heart that I couldn't help.
Whether she sensed that heart.
Or whether she had decided to accept it…
Natalia initiated a kiss, just like the countless ones we had shared until now.
Mwah, mwah… ha-ub… haa… "Fufu, Master."
"Yeah."
"When you first held me, didn't you say so? 'Natalia, you can’t go back now'…"
"Uh… I think I did. No, I definitely said that."
"Yes. I can’t go back now. No, I won’t go back. Please don’t send me back, Master. Hold me like this forever, forever."
Saying so, Natalia leaned her body back.
As if saying she was ready, as if telling me to hurry up and make her my woman forever.
Natalia spread her legs wide before me.
I finally pushed all of myself deep inside her and whispered in her ear.
"Thank you, Natalia."
"I’m the one who should be… Ahaaaang!"
I placed my hand on Natalia’s lower belly, which was twitching like a fish.
I concentrated Sitri’s magic power flowing through my body into my palm and chanted the incantation for vassalization that I had learned from Sitri.
"Zazas, Zazas, Nasatanada Zazas…"
In an instant, a seductive red light, identical to Sitri’s eyes, filled the bedroom.
That light instantly seeped into Natalia’s lower abdomen and into her womb.
When I finally pulled my hand away, Sitri’s crest was engraved on Natalia’s lower belly like a tattoo.
"Haah, haah, th-this is…"
"So this is the womb tattoo I’ve only heard stories about…"
In the past, I would have thought, Hmm, is it really that big of a deal?
But seeing it created on my woman right before my eyes… I couldn't hold back.
Following my instincts and Natalia’s desires, I made the woman who had become mine forever turn over on all fours.
"Kyaa…?!"
"Brace yourself. It’s going to be a bit rough from now on."
"Aah… yes…! Oho-ok?!"
—Slap! Slap!
As if spurring a running horse, I slapped Natalia’s snow-white buttocks and thrust my hips like a madman.
Of course, I had no intention of stopping at just this once.
On the bed, by the window, on the table, on the floor, in the bathroom…
The sexual intercourse that began in the early morning finally came to an end only after Natalia’s entire body had been thoroughly defiled.
*
'So that’s the place…'
Looking at the house standing alone on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital, Berlina, Helena swallowed hard.
If the information Matthias had gathered in advance was correct, the Sword Saint’s child born out of wedlock and his mother should be living in that house.
'Whatever the Young Master desires.'
If Leon chose to achieve all the good in the world, she would proudly become his sword.
If he chose to embrace all the evil in the world, she would still follow him.
It was at the moment Helena took a step forward, having solidified her resolve.
"Isn't that a bit much? Helena."
"…Lady Sitri."
Helena immediately hid herself in the shadows of the alley.
Soon, a pair of black wings unfurled before Helena’s eyes.
"What do you mean by 'a bit much'?"
"Exactly what I said. What Leon wants is information, not a kidnapping."
"Information…"
Politics is not about making enemies, but about making friends.
Although he had given instructions to secure their persons, it didn't mean she should bind them and drag them away.
I want to know the details of the situation better.
'The Young Master did say that…'
Recalling the instructions again, it was certainly excessive.
Simultaneously with that realization, Helena loosened her grip on the Demon Sword.
"It seems you’ve finally relaxed a bit."
"Yes… thank you, Lady Sitri."
"There is nothing to be thankful for. Are we not both in love with the same man?"
"Fufu, that’s true. Besides, we share the same bed. And… yesterday, he even told me he loved me…"
"D-don’t get the wrong idea! Th-that was… because I was excited, I just said it without thinking…"
Usually, two women who love the same man would become romantic rivals, but the relationship between Helena and Sitri was far from such common sense.
Whether it was the same for Sitri, Helena found a strange joy in that fact.
Perhaps because she had relaxed, Helena was seized by a natural question.
"Then what should we do now…"
In truth, tasks like infiltration or information gathering were not familiar to Helena.
All she had done until now was training that felt like real combat, real combat that felt like training, and a bit of administrative work.
"You aren't thinking that it would be better to just challenge the Sword Saint to a duel and avenge your sister’s grudge, are you?"
"…N-no, I’m not."
"Liar."
Helena was aware enough to know that was what she wanted to do, not what she had to do.
Therefore, Helena had no choice but to stay hidden in the darkness of the street like a sword in its scabbard.
One only draws a sword when they have judged where and how to strike.
"Haah… no matter how much I think about it, I can’t come up with a clever way…"
What would the Young Master have done?
She repeated the question dozens of times, but the only image of the Young Master that came to mind was…
"…Your head is just full of the Young Master spanking your buttocks."
"N-no, it’s not!"
"If you’re going to say no, at least hide that blushing face of yours."
"Th-then does Lady Sitri have a plan?"
"Of course. Although I am in a state where I cannot move a single step away from that sword, I am still a Great Demon. I can create as many eyes and ears to act in my stead as I wish."
"Eyes and ears to act in your stead…?"
Sitri gave a light smile and pointed somewhere in the darkness.
Small, unpleasant creatures that exist in every city and every alley, regardless of time or place.
Creatures that one thinks they’ve blocked every hole against, yet they somehow leak in to deliver shock and horror.
At the tip of Sitri’s finger, such creatures were shining their small eyes.
"Ugh…"
"What is this? Is the descendant of the Sword Saint actually afraid of rats?"
"I-I’m not afraid. It’s just… a physiological revulsion… Lady Sitri, surely you don't mean."
"Huhuhu, I’m not exactly telling you to pet those rats. However, isn't it perfect? We need information from inside that house but cannot enter, and these rats can enter anywhere."
"Aha… that would work. But, I can still only use enhancement magic."
"That is why I have materialized. Just wait a moment. What those rats see and hear will be transmitted to me, and then to you and Leon."
"I understand. Thank you, Lady Sitri."
"Huhuhu."
Soon, the rats began to move according to Sitri’s command.
Because dozens of rats swarmed past her legs, Helena almost let out a scream and collapsed, but…
"Hup…!"
"Hmm… Leon will be very pleased when I tell him."
"P-please, anything but that…!"
"Hehe, I wonder~?"
But what would the Young Master do if he found out I’m afraid of rats?
How would he use that to tease me…
As Helena was thinking such thoughts, Sitri’s voice reached her again.
"…Focus, Helena. I know you like the Young Master, but still."
"Aren't you also just thinking about wanting to be praised by the Young Master, Lady Sitri?"
"W-who said anything about wanting to be praised?!"
"I wonder who. Maybe the Great Demon who developed and offered up her own buttocks?"
"Eek…"
As the two women bickered.
Sitri and Helena’s vision was suddenly covered in darkness, and their ears were filled with nothing but the sound of squeaking.
"Ugh… ugh…"
"Just bear with it for a moment. It’s because the sensory synchronization is a bit excessive. Hmm, it’s been a while since I used this magic, so the formula was a bit unstable. If I change this part like this…"
"H-hurry… ugh…"
"Good… it’s done. I’ve lowered the sensitivity, so it should be bearable now."
Just as Sitri said, light gradually entered Helena’s vision.
The cries that made her skin crawl turned into the sound of someone shouting in exertion.
As a bit more time passed, a scene finally unfolded before Helena’s eyes that looked like Leon and herself in the past.
The sight of Sword Saint Loengram smiling warmly as he sparred with a daughter who looked exactly like her.
"That piece of trash who trampled over my sister like that…!"