Subjugating the Female General (28)
The emperor's bath was spacious and lavish enough that three people could enter without the slightest crowding. Two attendant maids had, in fact, always gone in with him during his baths.
Dong-hyun shed his robe and stepped in first. Adrian hesitated, fidgeting, before following him in. Sharing a tub felt like something only lovers did, and the thought made her flush with embarrassment.
Dong-hyun gestured for Adrian, who had settled across from him, to move to his right. He draped an arm over her shoulder and began kneading her breasts. Her body was taut and athletic, but the flesh beneath was soft — and the water made it feel softer still.
He was teasing her breasts and nipples, toying with her, when Sirian finished her preparations and entered the bath. She stepped inside and, right in front of Dong-hyun, slipped off her robe.
A sleek, gleaming figure was revealed. The usual blank expression was gone from her face. Her cheeks had gone scarlet, and she stood there looking utterly at a loss. The sight was, if anything, rather cute.
At Dong-hyun's gesture, Sirian sat down on his left.
Bathing with a beautiful woman on either side of him was, quite simply, spectacular.
"Sirian. Ready?"
Sirian nodded at his words. Then she dove beneath the water and began groping for his cock.
Under her touch it grew steadily harder. Seeing this, she took it into her mouth and started sucking.
Whether it was Peterson's training that had done it, Sirian's fellatio was outstanding. She knew exactly where a man liked to be touched, drawing on him with just the right pressure, and it felt incredible.
Even more impressive was her ability to hold her breath. Normally, when the maids performed underwater fellatio, they would surface about six times before Dong-hyun came. Sirian had already gone three minutes without coming up, still pleasuring him beneath the water.
It was another reminder of just how formidable the physical capabilities of this world's knights truly were.
Sirian's spectacular blowjob brought him to the edge in no time, and he spilled himself into her mouth.
"Hnnngh..."
Only then did she surface, catching her breath.
"Sirian, that's impressive. How do you hold your breath that long?"
"This much is basic..."
He deliberately said nothing about her fellatio. It would only have dragged up memories of those five hard years.
Sirian came up for air and immediately climbed back onto his cock, as if unleashing every ounce of lust she had been holding back.
It was Adrian who ended up flustered. After the sudden blowjob, Sirian and Dong-hyun were having sex right beside her, and she felt like a third wheel. Sitting still felt like she was doing something wrong, and she wanted to do something — anything — but the two of them were going at it face to face, leaving her no room to insert herself.
After hovering awkwardly, she decided she had to do something and moved behind Dong-hyun to wash his back with her hands.
Dong-hyun glanced over his shoulder at her and smiled.
"Don't feel pressured. Just relax."
The moment Adrian saw that smile, her heart gave a sudden, helpless flutter. It was a different kind of smile from any she had seen before.
Ordinarily he grinned to tease her, or to break her. This was not that. This was a smile that seemed to genuinely care about her.
Somehow, all the resistance she had put up until now started to feel foolish.
Meanwhile, Dong-hyun had already changed positions and was thoroughly enjoying himself with Sirian. He had her grip the edge of the tub and bend forward, then took her from behind. He snapped his hips, savoring the snug, springy grip of her insides.
"Haaah... Your Majesty... nngh... it feels so good..."
Sirian was fully enjoying it now. It was nothing like the past. Unlike those times when she had been forced open, Dong-hyun handled her with a gentleness and care that only aroused her further.
Dong-hyun was quite satisfied himself. Sirian's pussy clung to his cock with a delicious, springy pull. And perhaps because she had been exercising so much lately, her tightness was remarkable.
The line from her pale back down to her ass was a work of art — taking her from behind was even better. He gripped those firm, ripe cheeks and kept moving his hips.
"Haaahngh... Your Majesty... slower... nngh!! Too hard!! Ahngh... haah... haaang..."
Dong-hyun was so worked up that Sirian was practically begging.
"Hahh... hahh... I'm coming inside!!"
"Yeshh... nngh... please come!!"
He slammed in to the hilt and came.
"Haaaaang... I'm... coming toooooo!!!!"
Sirian, tasting an orgasm she had not felt in so long, slumped against the tub as if her legs had given out, gasping for air.
Watching this, Adrian approached Dong-hyun and took his cock into her mouth. It was still smeared with Sirian's juices and his own cum, but Adrian paid it no mind, diligently cleaning him with her tongue.
Dong-hyun stroked her hair.
After that, the three of them spent a long, heated stretch of time in the bath. Bathing with two beautiful women proved remarkably effective at loosening the knots in each other's hearts.
He had fully won Adrian's heart — and yet a nagging frustration lingered in Dong-hyun's chest. The quest completion notification still had not appeared.
He had crossed over to the real world and asked Serién, but all he got back was that he had not completely subjugated her yet.
Looking at Adrian's behavior, though, she seemed perfectly broken. No matter what bizarre orders he gave her, she obeyed every one. He had even made her lick his asshole and eat Sirian's pussy. He had told her to masturbate herself to orgasm, and she had done it without a word of complaint.
And still the quest would not complete. It was maddening.
"Haaah... what am I supposed to do?"
"Mmnnh... Your Majesty... is something wrong?"
Yuria, who had been sleeping beside him, heard his sigh and sat up, rubbing her eyes.
"Hmm? Ah, it's nothing much. I was just wondering if there's a way to bring Adrian completely over to my side."
"Are you hoping to put a sword back in Adrian's hand?"
Truthfully, a warrior of Adrian's caliber was almost too valuable to keep as a mere sex slave. And perhaps the reason Dong-hyun could not bring himself to send her to the battlefield was that he still was not sure he had broken her completely enough to trust.
In that sense, Yuria had cut straight to the heart of it.
"Any ideas?"
Yuria smiled at his words.
"Want to put your ear a little closer?"
She whispered quietly into Dong-hyun's ear.
What she said made him jump.
"Yuria... you're a genuine genius."
Adrian might be unmatched when it came to the strategy and tactics of war, but when it came to intrigue, Yuria might just be the best of them all.
A week passed as they laid their plans according to Yuria's advice.
Adrian was resting in her chambers. The emperor, who had come to see her nearly every day, had lately grown scarce, and she found herself spending more and more time alone in her room.
The fact that he no longer visited left her feeling, of all things, lonely.
"I'm so bored... I wish I could at least work out..."
She murmured, giving her belly a light poke. Without proper training, she could feel her muscles starting to soften.
But exercising in a dress like this was hardly practical. And she never knew when the emperor might show up — she could not greet him dripping with sweat.
She was sitting on the bed, killing time, when the murmuring of the maids outside reached her ears.
"The one in this room is Duke Adrian, right?"
"Yeah. That's the rumor, anyway."
"You mean the famous lady duke of the Kairan Kingdom? Poor thing..."
The maids were talking about her. They probably thought they were keeping their voices down, but Adrian's hearing was sharp enough to catch every word.
The old her would have given them a savage dressing-down. But the current her was nothing more than the emperor's slave, and she had no standing to say anything to them.
Besides, there was nothing else to do, and she was curious what they were saying, so she listened more closely.
"What's so pitiful about it? She's living comfortably enough here."
"You only say that because you don't know. The Wendelin ducal house still left in the Kairan Kingdom has been charged with treason. They're saying Duke Adrian's mother and younger sister are about to be executed."
"Really? That's awful..."
At the maid's words, the crisis facing her family hit her like a blow. Her heart seemed to drop out of her chest.
In truth, she had suspected as much. Without her, the fate of House Wendelin was all too predictable. And since the king himself had helped lock her away, they would have seen the Wendelin family as a thorn in their side.
They would have needed to pin treason on them and dispose of them, or risk leaving a threat for later.
Adrian opened her door with trembling hands.
"Eek!"
The maids had not expected her to come out, and they jumped in fright. The guards standing outside reached for their weapons as well.
They already knew exactly who Duke Adrian was. Even without a sword, she was an extremely dangerous person.