Chapter 89: World's Greatest Husband Contest - Main Tournament (7)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 89: World's Greatest Husband Contest - Main Tournament (7)
"That was a truly magnificent match, Miss Helena. Why don't you take this opportunity to return to the Konstanz Territory with me?"
This was the greeting from my older brother, who had visited my mansion again today.
Without sparing even a glance for his only younger brother, my brother’s beaming face was fixed solely on Helena.
Of course, Helena replied without a moment's hesitation.
"I truly appreciate the offer, Eldest Young Master. However, my body and soul both belong to Young Master Leon."
"Hmm... We can always negotiate the terms of your treatment."
Helena offered my brother a silent smile, but her gaze was subtly drifting toward me.
She wasn't sure if he was joking or being serious, so she was asking for backup.
"Hey, why are you being so persistent?"
I snapped at him, pulling Helena toward me as if to show her off. Only then did my brother finally look at me.
"It’s a joke, you punk. Man... they really do say the grass is greener on the other side..."
"Go look at someone else's grass."
This was coming from the guy who had already devoured that poor mother and daughter I sent him to look after.
Since the topic was unpleasant even as a joke, I shifted the conversation.
"Anyway, how's the talent scouting going?"
The justification for my brother’s long journey to the Imperial Capital was to recruit talented individuals.
The contest to find a husband for Andrasta had become a national sensation. The future Lord of Konstanz had temporarily left his territory with the goal of inviting the challengers who stood out in the tournament to the Konstanz Territory.
As soon as I brought it up, my brother let out a deep sigh and flopped onto the sofa.
"Ugh~ I don't know~"
Well... I figured as much.
The random nobodies who swarmed the preliminaries were useless, so he had to recruit the finalists.
First off, Sreng and Irusan were part of Andrasta’s Imperial Guard, so they were out of the question from the start.
Natalia and Helena were my women, so they were absolutely off-limits.
Andrasta is the queen of another country, and since my last name is Konstanz, there was no point there.
"Hmm? Then there's one person left. That wandering mage from Albion. I think his name was Randolph?"
"...Oh, right. Do you know anything about him?"
Unfortunately, there was no information or knowledge about Randolph even in my memories of my past life.
Why? Because he was a native who originally existed in this world, not a character who appeared in Milfgard.
Furthermore, he hailed from an island nation called Albion. For the record, it was very similar to a certain real-world country famous for its horrendously tasteless food.
Therefore, this was all I knew about Randolph.
"Come forth, All-purpose Butler."
As soon as I chanted the command, Matthias, the All-purpose Butler, opened the study door and was summoned.
"Did you call, Young Master?"
"My brother here wants to meet someone. You know where he is, right?"
"Yes. I shall bring him to you immediately."
Deciding to strike while the iron was hot, my brother immediately kicked himself up from the sofa.
Though he looked like he wasn't exactly thrilled about it.
"Ha... I really don't want to eat with guys who have something disgusting dangling between their legs..."
"Brother, even His Imperial Majesty the Emperor cannot live doing only the things he wants to do."
"Shut it. I'm leaving, so go have a good time with Miss Helena."
"Haha, sure. I need to properly soothe the bitter wounds of her defeat."
After exchanging farewells, Helena bowed her head toward my brother.
"I wish you good fortune, Eldest Young Master."
"Haha, thank you. I'll see you again next time."
With my brother and Matthias gone, only Helena and I remained in the spacious room.
Valeria and Natalia were enjoying an elegant tea time in the garden with Sitri.
As soon as she realized the situation, Helena naturally wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Young Master..."
"Hmm? What is it?"
When I played hard to get, Helena began to act coy, even letting out a nasal whine.
"Ahn, Young Master... You know why... You said you'd soothe me..."
"Hahaha."
Before I knew it, Helena was tucked into my arms, exhaling hot breaths.
Since my words about soothing the pain of her defeat weren't a joke, my hand was already sliding under Helena's skirt.
"Hng...!"
Seeing Helena's eyes grow even more glazed, I found myself pulling her panties upward as hard as I could.
"Aht?! Yo-Young... Master...!"
Perhaps it was the sensation of the suddenly tightened underwear digging into her flesh.
Helena let out a flustered moan and grabbed onto me, but...
I pulled the panties even higher and roughly grabbed a handful of Helena's hair.
"Ugh... Young Master...!"
"If you lost, you should receive a punishment, not consolation. Isn't that right?"
"Ye-yes! You're right...! Please, give me a punishment... give me a punishment...♥"
*
Whips. Handcuffs. Gags. Iron cages. Triangle horses.
And various other erotic tools that looked terrifyingly sharp caught the eye here and there.
It was a place where even Natalia would let out a troubled laugh and say, "That's a bit much...", let alone Sitri and Valeria...
"Haa...! Haa...!"
Not only was she blindfolded and gagged, but Helena, with her limbs in handcuffs, exhaled ragged breaths while suspended in mid-air.
She was already soaking herself with the love juice dripping from between her legs.
'I didn't have this kind of taste in the past...'
Even as I thought that, I approached Helena with a lush feather in my hand.
"Haa...!"
As if sensing my approach, Helena's breathing became even more labored.
The sound of clanking chains echoed every time her desperate body writhed.
No matter what I did or where I touched, Helena would cry out... but today, there was one lovely spot that particularly caught my eye.
It was her nipples, swollen more turgidly than ever before.
I lightly brushed the soft feather over Helena's now bright red nipples.
"Mmph...! Uuung! Mmmph!!!"
I had only tickled her slightly with the feather, but Helena twisted her entire body and screamed.
This time, I stroked her ear with the feather and whispered softly to her.
"This is just the beginning."
"Kghhh!!!"
Helena's entire body trembled at the climax that arrived instantly.
Was it thanks to the sensation of the feather digging into her ear, or was it thanks to the single sentence I whispered?
It wasn't a particularly important question, so I lightly stroked down Helena's waist.
"Mmmng!!!"
—Clank!
Next, I pulled the chains to raise Helena's arms.
I gently tickled her moist armpits.
"Mmmph!!! Haa, haa...!"
As if that wasn't enough to make her come anymore, Helena arched her chest wide once again.
As if begging me to look at this place—at her nipples that were now even starting to ache.
Of course, I ignored Helena's desperate plea.
Because this was a punishment.
"Phu... haa...!"
Because I didn't say a word and didn't provide any stimulation, Helena let out anxious breaths.
Even so, the way she waited obediently, trusting me, was so lovely that I soon found myself holding another tool.
A pair of clamps with bells attached.
—Jingle, jingle...
"Haa, haa, haa...!"
At the sound of the bells on the ends of the clamps, Helena snapped her head up.
Where would I torment her this time...? Her eyes seemed to say as much from behind the blindfold.
I pinched her nipples, which were swollen to their limit in anticipation, with the clamps.
"Kguuuh!!!!"
—Jingle! Jingle! Ring!
The moment the tight iron clamps bit into her nipples, Helena let out a freakish scream and struggled.
Thanks to that, the sound of the jingling bells was almost piercing to the ears.
"Mmmph!! Kghup!!! Haa, haa, haa...!"
As if she was gradually getting used to the stimulation, Helena's body, which had been writhing like a worm touched by salt, slowly settled down.
I watched her for a moment, then whispered in Helena's ear again.
"If you drop them, I'll punish you."
"Uuugh!!! Kguuuugh!!!"
At those words, Helena thrashed once more.
Like a wild horse gone mad, or a bull pierced by a matador.
Eventually, the clamps that had been hanging onto Helena's nipples were flung against the wall and floor.
—Jingle, jingle...
"Haa, haa..."
Helena looked at me as if asking, "How's that?"
Craving stronger stimulation, a more stinging punishment.
I was also starting to feel teased, so I picked up a whip that caught my eye.
—Crack!
The explosive sound from the tip of the lightly swung whip filled the torture chamber.
Whether it was because of that sound, which stimulated an instinctive fear...
Or because of the expectation that greater stimulation and greater pain were coming, Helena's legs were trembling violently.
"Haa, haa..."
I swung the whip lightly once more.
Ensuring it never touched Helena's body, but making sure the terrifying sound of it slicing through the air reached her ears.
Every time the whip cut the air, every time the displaced air touched her skin, Helena exhaled even more ragged breaths.
"Phu-hk...! Hu-uk...!"
Helena gripped the iron chains on her wrists even tighter and put strength into her legs.
It was an instinctive defense to endure the whip that would surely strike her eventually.
However, one cannot keep their entire body tensed forever.
The moment Helena's body, tired of waiting, slightly relaxed.
I finally swung the whip toward Helena's buttocks.
—Crack!
"Kguuuuph!!!! Mmmph, kguuuuph!!!"
—Thwack! Crack! Slap!
As I swung it three times in a row, Helena threw her head back and her entire body shuddered.
Following that, red lines appeared on her porcelain-white buttocks.
That tempting red color set me further ablaze.
—Rattle...
I turned the pulley a few times, causing Helena's left leg to stretch upward.
The tender flesh of the inguinal region, the most delicate part of the human body, was exposed.
The pale pink skin was now drenched in oozing sweat and overflowing love juice.
Toward the softest part of Helena's body, I swung the whip without mercy.
—Crack!
"Kguuph!!! Mmmph, kghuuuph!!!!"
Every time a red line formed over the delicate skin, Helena twisted her entire body in agony.
Even as she struggled enough to chafe her wrists and ankles against the handcuffs, she opened her entire body toward me.
For stronger stimulation.
For a more painful punishment.
Since I had also been swinging the whip, Helena's body was soon dyed bright red.
"Haa..."
"Gah... kack..."
Before long, Helena was hanging limply from the chains.
The floor was now soaked with the fluids Helena had shed—sweat, tears, saliva, love juice...
In a way, she looked as if she were saying, 'That's enough, I'm satisfied...'
But I had already set down the whip and was approaching Helena with a candle.
"What, tired already?"
"Haa... haa... uuung... hng..."
"Hahaha, it's not a punishment if it ends just because you ask it to."
"U-uuung!"
—Drip, drip...
Over her white buttocks, marked with long red lines, thick candle wax splattered down.
A searing sensation overwhelmed her sensitized skin.
Whether she liked it or not, Helena had to twist her entire body and scream.
"Kguuuuph!!! Mmmph, kguuuuph!!!! Mmmph!!!!"
—Clang, clatter...
Helena's thrashing was so violent that the iron nails driven firmly into the ceiling were screaming.
'It would be nice to keep going like this, but...'
Unfortunately, her immortal body was already painting over Helena's red-stained flesh with white again.
Since the afterglow of the thrilling pain would soon disappear, all that remained was desire, heated to its peak.
I finally released the chains restraining Helena's arms and legs.
—Thud...
The moment her limbs were liberated, Helena collapsed powerlessly.
When I removed the gag as well, human sounds finally flowed from Helena's mouth.
"Haa, haa..."
"I didn't let you go so you could rest."
"Young Master...?"
"Suck it."
I grabbed a handful of the collapsed Helena's hair.
I pulled her up and ruthlessly shoved my dick into her weakly parted mouth.
"Gack, kahak...! Kagack...!"
"What are you doing? Tighten your throat."
—Slap!
I gave her a light slap on the cheek, and only then did Helena's tongue begin to writhe and her throat began to constrict.
"Yes... that's it..."
"Haup... agack... kahup... huup..."
Because of the pleasure enveloping me from the glans to the base, my hand naturally went to Helena's head.
As soon as I stroked her hair, a feverish nasal sound flowed from Helena.
"Hng...! Haup... kahup...! Uh-hng...!"
As expected, Helena is a perfect masochistic female.
One who shudders at sadism and melts ecstatically at praise and rewards.
Thanks to that, the forced fellatio soon turned devoted.
Before long, I gripped Helena's hair roughly.
"Kgh... I'm cumming!"
—Gulp, gulp...
Just as she always had, Helena took in my ejaculation without letting a single drop spill.
Even so, I was still hungry, and for Helena, this was only the beginning.
"Get on all fours."
"Ye-hes...!"
Helena pressed her upper body flat against the floor and raised her buttocks as high as she could.
It was truly the perfect height and posture to pound her to my heart's content.
Into Helena's pussy, which was dripping love juice like saliva, I shoved myself in with all my might.
"Kguuoh...! Young... Master...!"
"Kgh...! Tighten up more!"
"Ye-hes...!"
Our night had only just begun.