The Thief's Submission

The party moved toward the Stein Empire. Their goal was to arrive before the Holy Night Festival began.

Fortunately, since they were nearly out of the desert, the mood had become much more cheerful than before.

Everyone felt that way—except for one person.

"Belsha."

"Y-yes?!"

The moment I called her name, she flinched and stared at me, her eyes filled with terror. Truly, nothing worked as effectively as shock therapy.

"What's the Thieves' Guild in Stein like?"

"W-what do you mean...?"

Belsha fell silent again. But the moment I gripped the hilt of my sword, her mouth opened immediately. Shock therapy indeed.

"Guildmaster Bel... often leaves her post..."

"Leaves? How long until she returns?"

"...It's not always the same, but from what I remember, she'd come back within three or four days at most."

"I see."

The conversation died again. She should have been the one volunteering information, but this was just tedious and inconvenient.

"Let's talk inside the carriage first."

Even though we had left the desert, the sunlight still burned the skin. Beatrice was the happiest about the suggestion to board the carriage. Her fair skin seemed to have no resistance to sunlight.

***

Clatter, clunk.

The moment we boarded the carriage, Beatrice immediately closed her eyes and collapsed. Crossing the desert must have been grueling for her. Aria, on the other hand, didn't seem tired at all, sitting across from me and watching.

"You don't seem exhausted. Beatrice collapsed like that."

"Don't let appearances fool you—I'm used to deserts. Since I was young, I've always traveled to the Empire when needed. I'm on a completely different level than some fragile sex slave raised like a hothouse flower."

I nodded. Indeed, Aria had a different appeal compared to Beatrice.

'Is she jealous?'

She did seem a little jealous. Thinking back, she had been like this ever since Rubalu.

It wasn't a bad thing for me that Aria harbored ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠jealousy toward Beatrice. In fact, Aria had a strangely competitive streak, always trying to outdo her. And that worked out well for me.

No matter what she did, she put in extra effort—enough to make me smile. Though the biggest reason for my smile was still her figure and beauty.

Instinctively, I grabbed Aria's ample breasts. The soft sensation was exquisite.

"We have a long way to go. Might as well enjoy ourselves in the meantime."

"If it's Her Majesty's request, of course."

I immediately flipped up Aria's skirt. Beneath it, I pushed aside her panties and examined her secret place.

It was already wet. I lowered my own pants—my cock was already stiff and erect.

"Do you want to move yourself, or should I put it in?"

"I think it'd be better if you took the lead first."

"As you wish. Lift your hips and bow your head."

Aria immediately raised her hips. Between her plump buttocks, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her pubic mound, now slightly covered in hair, came into view. A trickle of arousal dripped from it.

The visual stimulation was intense. My cock twitched.

'I can't hold back.'

Without hesitation, I thrust my cock into her folds.

"Haahhhh!"

"Haaang! Haaak!"

Thwack! Thwack!

With the violent sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the beast-like sex began. The carriage shook so violently that it was hard to tell whether it was due to the uneven road or our frenzied movements.

From behind her, I thrust like a beast while gripping her bouncing breasts.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't pinch my nipples..."

"I don't want to."

"Figured as much."

With each thrust and pinch, her pussy gushed with arousal. The sight of her flushed face twisted in lewd pleasure was unbearably erotic. In the end, I couldn't hold back and shot my load deep inside her.

After finishing once, I pulled out my cock, still visibly hard and throbbing.

Aria turned around with a deep breath, her face still flushed as she panted heavily. She had clearly reached climax.

"Satisfied?"

"With just one round?"

Her gaze drifted down to my lower half. Her crescent-shaped eyes, filled with something like adoration, locked onto my cock.

She immediately ducked her head between my legs.

"What a magnificent sight."

As her soft hand tightly gripped my shaft, my breath hitched. Then, slowly, her cherry-like lips swallowed me whole. Warmth and wetness enveloped me at once.

Had she improved in just a few days? Her tongue work was impressive.

If it weren't for my Virility stat, I would've tapped out long ago.

She showed no intention of letting go, pushing me deeper until my entire length disappeared down her throat.

"Schluurp!"

The way she looked up at me while sucking my cock inside the carriage was unbearably seductive. Her gaze alone nearly made me cum again, but I managed to hold back.

"You're incredible."

"A Sex Slave, haah, can't afford to lose, can she?"

"True."

Aria swallowed me again. Her head ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠moved slowly, and with each motion, my body shuddered. This was going to be one hell of a journey.

***

Belsha, the rising star of the Thieves' Guild.

Ever since being taken in by the guild as an orphan, she had only one goal—to become the greatest thief on the continent. Nothing else mattered. She had pushed everything else from her mind, focusing solely on success as a thief.

Because of that, she had never even had a proper sexual experience by adulthood.

The first time she'd saved up for had been stolen by some brute, and after experiencing it herself, she couldn't understand why anyone would enjoy such a thing.

But now, something was off.

That face... That's definitely the Monarch of Rubalu. So why is she making such a happy expression...?

It made no sense. Her own experience had been painful and miserable. Sure, there had been moments where it felt slightly good, but was that alone enough to make someone this ecstatic?

And above all, wasn't she the Monarch?

Even considering that, this was far too vulgar.

"Could it be that the Monarch of Rubalu was actually some kind of extreme pervert?"

Belsha found herself scrutinizing the scene before her, feeling an odd throbbing in her lower abdomen. She still couldn't comprehend what she was seeing.

"...Let's rest for a bit."

"But I'm still going strong."

It seemed their encounter had reached its conclusion. Clearly, Aria was exhausted and ready to rest, while the man who had violated her still stood fully erect.

'Is that... even physically possible?'

It was nothing ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like what she'd glimpsed of her guildmates' anatomy in her youth—completely different in both size and shape.

Before she realized it, Belsha was staring transfixed at his member.

"Are you in heat or something? If not, why are you staring so hungrily?"

"...Huh? N-no, that's not it!"

The man before her remained a terrifying presence. She'd heard he was a Hero from the previous generation.

She couldn't fathom why someone of that stature would behave like this, but his temperament was truly bizarre.

Otherwise, how could he drag a nation's Monarch to this place and ruthlessly rape her...

'Wait, was it even rape to begin with?'

Belsha hesitated. The expression she'd witnessed earlier didn't belong to a woman being violated. Aria had clearly enjoyed every moment with this man.

"If that's not it, then why keep staring? I thought maybe you hadn't forgotten how good my cock felt."

"......"

The insult cut deep. Yet ever since earlier, she'd felt an uncomfortable heat building between her legs.

And no matter what, her eyes kept being drawn to that twitching member. Try as she might, she couldn't tear her gaze away.

"Looks like you're definitely in heat to me. Did you think I wouldn't notice those stolen glances?"

Denial was impossible.

"If you need relief, just say the word. I'd be happy to help. I can even be gentle about it."

"...Really?"

She didn't understand why she was responding this way. Yet before she knew it, her body was moving on instinct.

Belsha let her clothes fall away as she melted into the man's embrace.

"Your skin is so soft..."

"...Hahh, ahh."

Just his hands gripping her waist made her tremble. When his palms caressed her buttocks, her entire body shuddered with pleasure.

"First time kissing?"

Belsha nodded slightly. His tongue slowly pushed past her lips, the taste surprisingly sweet as it explored her mouth. Before she knew it, his hands had already stripped away her panties with alarming efficiency.

She felt a flicker of embarrassment. Though he'd seen her naked before, that had been against her will—this time, she was mostly consenting.

Her gaze drifted downward to the massive member pressing against her abdomen. Just imagining that monstrous thing inside her made her grow damp between the thighs.

"This is what took your virginity yesterday. Seems you developed quite the taste for it."

Belsha found herself stealing repeated glances at his cock, fascinated by the way it twitched and throbbed.

"It's so big..."

"Don't worry about the size—it'll slide right in without any trouble."

"...Okay."

Her body had somehow ended up straddling his thighs. Her hands clutched at the broad expanse of his back—wider than she'd imagined.

"From now on, you're one of my women."

"...Yes, Master."

The words "Master" slipped out before she could stop herself, as if she'd been enchanted. And it wasn't just her mouth responding—her pussy gushed with arousal in agreement.