Chapter 48
Chapter 48
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: Collared and Ready for Punishment
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I looked down at Helen, who had collared herself and was gazing up at me.
The dress she wore symbolized the power of the Silvesta family—it was visibly luxurious and beautiful.
From the dress to the accessories, every single piece was something that cost a fortune.
Yet, between the clothes and jewelry stood out the collar, asserting its presence boldly.
Aside from the Imperial Academy seal stamped on it, the collar felt utterly devoid of any luxury, which made it particularly eye-catching.
It was a symbol that she had become a worthless commoner.
Helen’s moist eyes looked up at me, her expression devoid of the subtle resistance I’d felt at first.
Instead, it was filled with anticipation for the punishment to come.
‘I don’t remember enchanting the collar with obedience magic.’
Obedience magic was a Meister School spell that forcibly suppressed the wearer’s resentment toward specific equipment.
It was one of the Meister School’s secret arts, and I only knew half of it myself.
For her to give me that look without me using obedience magic...
‘She’s fully immersed in this situation.’
Had she realized her position just from wearing the collar?
Or had her hidden masochistic tendencies surfaced?
‘Just like the rumor that the fiery lady is weak to anal, it’s common knowledge that someone with a foul temper turns out to have masochistic traits.’
I liked that Helen was finally confronting her own desires properly.
When I opened this shop, my goal wasn’t to make sex toys for the fantasy world?
In this empire where people suppress their desires, I wanted them to see my creations and become honest about their urges.
‘She’s appreciating it properly, so as the shop owner, I feel great.’
Since she’s enjoying it sincerely, I should respond in kind.
With that thought, a smile crept onto my face unbidden.
Helen’s pupils dilated as our eyes met.
Her flushed cheeks grew even redder.
“Then, let’s begin the corporal punishment now.”
“Ah...”
“From the moment you put on that collar, you are no longer part of the Silvesta family. You are a commoner belonging to the Imperial Academy. I’ll educate you thoroughly until you become a proper noble who understands a noble’s dignity.”
“I... I’m a commoner...?”
“Yes. The moment that collar is around your neck, you’re just a dignity-less commoner that I can speak casually to without issue.”
“Aah.”
Helen’s pupils relaxed slightly.
Even the fact that she’d become a commoner was just a tool for her arousal now—her breathing grew rougher.
“If you don’t like it, refuse right now. I’ll show that much consideration.”
This was my final offer to her.
At the same time, it was words to help her confront her desires.
“......”
But Helen didn’t move.
As if being treated this way with the collar on was only natural.
And at that moment.
[Helen's Desire: She wants to realize that she is merely a worthless being.]
For the first time, Helen’s desire appeared before my eyes—a desire the magic circle had analyzed.
It hadn’t popped up until now because she’d only experienced others’ desires or hadn’t properly confronted her own.
To want to realize she’s a worthless being...
It was unbelievable as the desire of Helen, who had always taken pride in being a Silvesta.
That’s how much pleasure she derived from the act of shattering her own identity.
Her asking for punishment herself must have been the clue.
Helen looked up at me.
Now, she was waiting for me to act.
She subtly extended her neck, wanting me to pull.
She wanted me to handle her as I pleased.
“If that’s what you want.”
I tugged on the collar in my hand.
The corners of Helen’s mouth lifted.
Her body was pulled toward me.
“Hngh!”
Was the sensation of the collar being tugged unfamiliar?
She let out a soft moan as she came closer.
“Haa, haa.”
Just from being pulled like a puppy, Helen’s breathing grew ragged.
“Your reactions are good. From now on...”
I was about to begin the punishment in earnest.
Knock knock knock.
“Miss, I’ve brought the tea.”
“Huh?”
Helen looked up at me with a startled face at the butler’s voice.
“H-How is this...”
She glanced at the collar around her neck, panicking and stomping her feet.
How? What a foolish question.
“You have to receive it yourself. A Silvesta lady would have the butler enter and serve her, but right now, you’re just a servant under the Imperial Academy.”
“......”
“Open the door for your master, and take the tea from the butler.”
“Y-Yes.”
She obediently lowered her head and headed to the door.
Then, she carefully opened it.
“Ah, Miss?”
The butler looked at her with a flustered expression, clearly not expecting her to open the door herself.
“G-Give it to me.”
“But Miss, it’s my duty as butler to bring it in...”
“I-It’s fine, just give it to me.”
From behind, I saw Helen’s ears turn bright red.
I couldn’t see her face, but she must have been wearing an expression more humiliated than ever.
‘It must be mortifying.’
She was someone who took more pride in being Silvesta than anyone.
Her pride was shattering to pieces, so it couldn’t be easy to endure.
I quietly watched her from behind.
[Helen's Desire: She wants to realize that she is merely a worthless being.]
The butler was flustered by Helen coming out herself but soon calmly handed her the tea.
“I’ll restrict the servants’ movements from now on.”
Catching on to the situation, the butler finished speaking, closed the door, and left.
Helen turned around, her face red enough to burst.
She bit her lip, her body trembling.
Clatter clatter.
The tray full of tea in her hands shook that much.
It was the reaction when dopamine and adrenaline were at their peak.
“Bring it to your master.”
I tugged the collar.
“Yes, Teacher.”
She politely knelt before me, offering it.
“Now that the intruder’s gone, shall we start by having you undress? That fancy dress doesn’t suit a bitch like you.”
“Under...stood.”
Helen nodded and slowly removed her dress.
Swish.
Her flawless white naked body was revealed.
The moment she collared herself, Helen realized she was a powerless being.
Her body trembled at the fact that she’d become less than the commoners she’d always treated like bugs.
The humiliation of losing her Silvesta status?
No.
The reason her body shook was excitement.
The instant the collar went on, her lower belly heated up, and her breathing grew rough.
The unfamiliar sensation around her neck was cumbersome, but it made her feel her current position.
Gazing down at her like a bitch, Max’s gaze aroused her, and she inwardly begged for more humiliation.
A Silvesta lady collaring herself.
Something that could never happen in reality.
‘But it’s not reality.’
This was an illusion.
I’m not truly tarnishing a real Silvesta’s status.
This is fake.
So, a little deviation should be fine, right?
Even when Max ordered her to open the door herself like a maid and fetch the tea, she felt more excitement than humiliation.
The moment she opened the door and faced the butler who looked just like in reality, Helen felt a light climax from the sense of depravity.
Her pussy untouched, yet her body—already prepped by the rotor—lewdly dripped female juices down her thighs.
If not for the lavish dress, he surely would have noticed.
Her head spun from the depravity.
“Miss.”
Helen saw the butler’s gaze drift to her neck.
The instant their eyes met—the butler slightly shocked—she couldn’t bear it and avoided his gaze.
Helen, who had never once lowered her head before a servant.
But today, how many times had she endured such humiliation already?
“Haa, haa.”
Now, she panted as if the butler’s presence didn’t matter.
She hoped he’d leave quickly.
Once he did, something even better would happen.
She didn’t want to end with just this aching anticipation.
She wanted him to give her the pleasure she’d never felt before, like last time.
She wanted that huge cock to thrust deep into her womb.
If only the butler would leave.
If only this door would close.
‘I can do it.’
Thud.
And the moment the door closed.
She turned, tray in hand, and approached Max, who held her collar.
Her teacher.
At the command to undress, Helen slowly removed her clothes.
As she did, the evidence of her intense arousal was exposed.
Her erect nipples and thighs slick with leaking fluids.
“Anyone would think this is a reward, not punishment.”
“I-I’m sorry. Please punish this stupid girl who can’t tell punishment from reward.”
As if possessed, Helen started spewing vulgar words herself.
Meeting Max’s eyes, she unknowingly dropped to her knees.
“Please...”
Watching her, Max stood, saying nothing, and tugged the collar.
His pull tugged the collar.
Despite the slightly unpleasant sensation of the leather tightening around her neck, Helen followed obediently.
On her knees.
“You catch on quick.”
“Thank you.”
As Max pulled the collar, Helen followed exactly.
She looked just like a dog being walked by its owner.
‘Treating me like a dog, not even human.’
It should have been unpleasant, but Helen grew even more excited.
‘Aah.’
The fact that in her own bedroom, Max was treating her like a dog on a leash made her breathing ragged.
With each movement on all fours, her ass and breasts jiggled.
Max led her all the way to the mirror.
“Ah.”
Arriving before the mirror following Max, Helen saw.
Her lewd form—naked save for the collar—moving at Max’s whim.
Almost no different from a dog, save for lacking a tail. Seeing herself, Helen swallowed hard.
“Come here.”
Max tugged the collar.
The choker pulled tight, drawing Helen closer to Max.
She saw.
Max’s crotch at her eye level.
Where the collar led her.
And it didn’t take long to realize her guess was correct.
“Hnngh!”
Max pulled the collar until her face pressed against his lower abdomen.
Helen rubbed her face against Max’s hot crotch.
As the collar directed, she shook her head side to side.
“Haa, haa.”
The man’s thick, musky scent made her head spin.
Slightly fishy, with a strange allure.
Rubbing her face against his pants, she could feel his cock—his dick—already hard inside.
‘Teacher’s aroused because of me too.’
A strange satisfaction washed over her.
Feeling mutual arousal, Helen’s heart pounded.
As Max tormented her by tugging the collar, he commanded.
“Take off my pants.”
A teacher’s command must be obeyed.
That’s the mindset of a proper student.
“Yes, Teacher.”
As Helen reached for his pants with her hands.
“Kyaa!”
Max tugged the collar hard, warning her.
“Who said to use your hands?”
“Ah.”
He’s not treating me like a person right now.
“Understood.”
Helen was perceptive enough to grasp the warning’s meaning instantly.
She began removing Max’s pants with her mouth.
Swish.
Biting the zipper with her front teeth and pulling it down, inside was his precum-soaked panties bulging.
Unable to hold back, she bit the panties too.
‘Cock... so tasty.’
“I haven’t even given the order yet, and you’re doing it on your own. Looks like you need more education.”
“Hehe, yes. Teacher. I’m a poor student who needs more education.”
At her declaration, Max’s lips twisted.
“Then you need punishment, right?”
She nodded blankly.
And in that moment, Max grabbed her head.
He rammed the now fully exposed, vicious cock—panties off—straight into her mouth.
“Mmphfub!”
And that rigid meat rod raped her mouth pussy.