Education Time for Erti (1)
“How did you wake up?”
Erti cried out in surprise. Just moments ago, she had been eagerly sucking my cock.
Of course, I hadn’t consented to that blowjob. To put it bluntly, Erti had been groping me at her own whim. I replied.
“Well, something kept touching me while I was sleeping, so how could I not wake up... No, more importantly, what the hell is going on? Why do you have my dick in your mouth...”
Erti couldn’t say a word. I already knew the obvious reason.
I didn’t yell at her. Instead, I played the part of an innocent victim who had nearly been assaulted.
“I think I get it. You’ve been alone in that sub-space for so long. Couldn’t hold back your lust, huh? You even called yourself a virgin holy sword. Must’ve built up quite a lot.”
“N-no, that’s not it! Don’t make up nonsense! This was... y-yeah! It was to relieve your lust! You’re the one who’s pent up!”
“Lust? What bullshit is that? How many times have you sliced my throat? After enduring those brutal trials, I collapse into bed exhausted the moment I get to my room. And who has such lewd thoughts in the middle of divine trials?”
“You do! You just came buckets in my mouth!”
At her words, I glanced down at my cock.
It glistened with her saliva from her enthusiastic sucking, but there were no traces of the thick semen I’d supposedly ejaculated in large quantities moments ago. As a spirit, she had already cleaned it up spotless, so that was natural.
“You’re making shit up. My cock’s covered only in your spit. If I’d cum, there’d be evidence.”
“It’s not a lie! Y-you released a massive load into me! So much filthy cum, not just in my mouth but all over my face and hair...”
“Hold on. So you weren’t about to assault me—you already did?”
“Th-that’s...”
Erti fell silent. In her panic, she’d confessed to the crime herself.
Meanwhile, I calmly questioned her with plain common sense, putting her in a corner. I pressed her conscience relentlessly.
“Unbelievable. Aren’t you the holy sword of the Reinhardt family? The very accessory my mother Agnes used. And you tried to rape her son while he slept?”
“Really! It wasn’t like that!! Men need regular release or their lust messes up daily life—I know that! It was all to help you with your trials...”
“What a ridiculous excuse. Shouldn’t you at least ask for consent?”
“Are you an idiot? How do you ask to do something that embarrassing beforehand?!”
Erti was cornered by my point-by-point grilling of her actions.
“So I borrowed your dream with high-tier illusion magic for a bit... Wait. Now that I think about it, this is a dream.”
Then, she seemed to have a bright idea.
“Right. It’s weird now that I think about it. This space has already turned into my dream domain under my control. No need to argue with you like this. Hehe. I must’ve been scared you’d wake up. What an absurd situation.”
Erti laughed confidently.
“Fine, I’ll admit it. You might be my future master. So sneaking a handjob without your knowledge isn’t right, even for a good cause. But what can we do? You’re just a version of you in a dream. I’ll put you back to sleep with my control.”
Erti raised her hand. Blue mana glowed around it.
“So go back to sleep. You’ll wake up feeling refreshed tomorrow morning.”
And the spell she cast enveloped my body.
***
A moment later, confirming I was asleep, Erti muttered to herself.
“Phew. That startled me. Well, the son of Riel and Agnes wouldn’t have an ordinary mental world. Not like some average idiot guy.”
Erti wiped sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, relieved.
“Still, so arrogant. I was trying to help you selflessly, without a hint of ulterior motive, and you grilled me like that.”
I’d only spoken common sense, but she seemed quite shaken by the interrogation.
“But it’s fine now. He’s asleep again.”
As she said, I had closed my eyes and lain back down. Of course, her magic hadn’t affected me.
Good thing. Looks like my incubus trait takes priority over Erti’s magic.
Even as a broken holy sword, Erti wielded her prime power freely in the sub-space. I wasn’t confident my enhanced incubus trait could overcome her illusion magic.
But the reason I was fine now? This room was already my lucid dream domain.
After I’d created that domain, Erti had entered late and made her own dream. So hers was just a dream within a dream.
I’d pretended to fall under her spell, quietly observing her again.
“Hmm. Even asleep, the erection won’t go down. Talks a big game, but you’re pent up as hell.”
Erti gripped my cock again. She could’ve stopped after the close call, but the thrill of escaping seemed to ignite something in her.
“Time to educate this cheeky sword. Gotta show who’s superior.”
She took my cock back into her mouth.
“Slurp... haah... lick... haa... That manly taste filling my mouth earlier... I cleaned it, but it’s spreading again. Gotta clean it once more.”
She sucked even more aggressively this time, different from before.
One hand stroked the shaft while she blew me. The other slipped between her thighs.
“Haah... mmph... haa... Yeah... like you said... maybe I’m a little pent up too. But as a holy sword... ngh... don’t think I’m as loose as you... haah... I can hold back just fine... but you said those arrogant things... so I’m using you out of spite... ahn! All... this is payment for my service... haang!!”
As she spoke, she started moving the hand between her legs. Skirt still on, rubbing over it—but clear masturbation.
Relief from the crisis had unwittingly unleashed her lust further.
Masturbating using me. More demon sword than holy.
No need to feel guilty then. Being in a dream made it hard for her to stay composed anyway.
It meant her subconscious harbored lewd thoughts toward me.
No need to hold back anymore.
Erti, freely using me in the dream. Then I could do the same— she couldn’t blame me.
When she pulled her mouth off to catch her breath, I abruptly sat up.
“Wh-what?! Sleep-talk moderately... eek?!”
I pulled Erti on top of me, then flipped her onto the bed. Our positions reversed.
“L-let go! What’s happening... My magic couldn’t have failed... Go back... back to sleep!”
But it wouldn’t work. To prevent more resistance, I boosted my incubus dominance with mana absorbed from her earlier ejaculation.
Doing lewd stuff in my dream absorbed some of her essence.
Thus pinned under me, Erti couldn’t move. I savored her panicked expression.
“S-stop! I-I’m... your grandmother and mother’s sword!! I’m a holy sword!”
After trying to pounce on me moments ago, now she emphasized her holy status when roles reversed. It was comical.
She has her cute side.
The terrifying sword that slit my throat a hundred times was just a fragile woman now. As I pondered how to handle her,
Erti cried out desperately.
“S-say something! Don’t just glare so scary like that, you jerk!”
A virgin was a virgin. Pinned under me, her whole body trembled.
In that case, no need to pretend full sanity.
No need for gentle back-and-forth like before. Acting under the side effects of her illusion magic—rampaging wildly—would be more fitting.
And stirring guilt over her indecent attempt to assault me was good too.
I silenced Erti’s endless screams by pressing my lips to hers.
***
“Mmph... mmf... mmmph...”
Pinned beneath me, Erti wriggled wildly. She tried casting spells repeatedly, to no avail.
I started by lightly covering her mouth, then slowly pushed my tongue in. Our moist, soft tongues intertwined.
As expected of a virgin. She floundered at my invading tongue. I decided to lead her gently.
Softly at first, moving my tongue slowly so she could get used to it.
I’ve trained plenty on kisses.
Girls in the capital found deep kisses as embarrassing as sex, but all my heroines had surrendered their lip purity to me.
Erti, a virgin, couldn’t withstand my expert tongue work. She forced herself to resist, wriggling,
but soon succumbed to the novel sensations of the intense kiss, her struggles ceasing. Probably lost all strength.
“Mmph... mmm... slurp... haah... mm...”
Her frantic thrashing stopped; she yielded to my kiss. Even her panicked nasal sounds turned moan-like.
I taught her the sensation of her first kiss. Parting lips, her tongue regretfully followed mine out.
Our tongues rubbed in the air. Finally separating fully, a thick strand of saliva stretched.
“Haa... haa... haa...”
The talkative Erti fell silent, lost in the afterglow, breathing raggedly.
“Haa... first kiss... it was my first kiss...”
Regaining her senses, she realized the deep kiss had been her first. I whispered in her ear.
“So? Feel bad?”
Unlike before, I dropped formal speech.
“Haa... not bad, but... still... in a more... romantic setting...”
“Says the one who tried raping me moments ago. Greedy.”
“I told you it wasn’t... Wait, more importantly, get off me... eek?!”
I gave her no respite. Gently nibbling her earlobe, I breathed hotly.
Normally just a shiver, but Erti seemed highly aroused.
“Ngh... mm... haang... th-there’s sensitive... kyaa!”
Surprisingly an erogenous zone—her reaction was adorable. I teased more.
Without hesitation, my hand reached her lower body. Soft panties felt through the plain skirt, and the mound beneath.
I traced where she’d masturbated earlier.
“Nooo...!! Not there...!! My precious place... ahn!”
My fingertip touched something slick and wet.
“You’re soaked.”
“N-no! No way...”
“Easy to check.”
I slipped my hand under her skirt. Her wide hips and ass suited soft thighs that gripped my hand tight.
Resisting the pressure, I delved deeper. The cotton panty texture—drenched, as expected.
“Turned on by me? Panties are sopping.”
“Nooo... let go...!! T-touching there... eeek!!”
I ignored her. My hand explored her lower body more boldly.
Slipping inside the panties, I groped her most shameful spot. Even soaking them, love juices overflowed within.
“Sucking my cock got you this wet? Shameless for a holy sword. Not sorry to the Lion Sword Empress? Trying to jump her descendant.”
“No!! Th-that’s... because you resemble Atlin... I’m the holy sword serving Reinhardts...”
“Yeah? Then serve me once. Holy sword.”
I pulled the panties down fully. Erti shyly clamped her thighs tight.
“Serve...? I’m a virgin. I-I don’t know how!”
“Yet you sucked my dick like a pro.”
“Ugh... that was... to help you... ngh... mmph...”
“Help? How?”
“By... helping you cum... handjob...”
Erti was utterly cornered.
Even clamped tight, a fingertip grazing her slit made her body twitch wildly.
Way too tense. Virgins can’t help it.
Rushing her wouldn’t be fun. Better when virgin Erti falls for me and spreads her legs willingly.
In other words, time to teach her the pleasures of sex. For stripping and battling, my tyrant beats a virgin holy sword.
Instead of her unyielding thighs, I targeted her upper body. Quickly unbuttoned the skirt blouse from behind.
Pulling down the apron-like skirt left her shirt. Undoing the light green shirt exposed bare breasts.
No bra.
As the silhouette suggested even clothed, her ample tits jiggled. I eagerly latched onto a pink nipple.
“Haaang!!”
As expected, a cute moan escaped immediately.