Kin
Twilight had settled over Caldron, and the streets had already transformed into a red-light district thick with drunken revelers and women selling spring.
Beneath the long rows of red glass lanterns hanging from the signs, a sweet yet nauseating scent rose thickly—perfume, sweat, and semen all mixed together.
Adventurers, young nobles, and wealthy merchants gathered in twos and threes, laughing and chattering as they came and went through the entrances.
Right in the middle of it all stood Lowen, dressed in the kind of luxurious clothes only a noble would wear.
In his right hand he held a thick leather leash, and at the end of that leash—
a black bitch crawled quietly along on all fours.
The Hitoinu Constraint Apparatus.
Adamantite and leather fitted together with exquisite precision, the apparatus locked bitch Elion’s body perfectly into a four-legged posture.
Her elbows and knees were completely folded inside thick metal frames; her fingers and toes were sealed inside leather pouches so she could not even wriggle them.
A heavy choker sat around her neck, and the Control Core embedded in that choker perfectly suppressed Blue Dragon Elion’s power.
Deep in her mind, Elion was still completely broken and submissive.
Whenever Lowen gave the leash a hard tug, she would choke and cough yet still scramble after him on her short limbs, pressing her body tightly against his leg.
“…Woof.”
Lowen stroked her head once in satisfaction.
“Good girl, Eli.”
He pulled the leash and stepped into the place he had been aiming for—the brothel Red Rose Night.
The lobby was already filled with a hot, feverish atmosphere.
Golden chandeliers cast light across the red velvet carpet, and on the circular stage in the center, today’s main course—a half-succubus girl—moaned while surrendering her body to the hands of the guests.
Laughter, the clink of glasses, and outright moans mixed and echoed from the tables set all around.
When Elion crawled in on all fours, glances poured in from every direction, people stealing looks at her.
“……What’s that?”
“Another bitch?”
Elion felt those lust-soaked stares, yet she only pressed herself even tighter against Lowen’s leg and gave no reaction at all.
Lowen paid them no mind. He dragged the leash past the stage and headed for the narrow staircase hidden in a corner of the lobby.
Clink, clack.
The sound of the leash and the metal of the apparatus striking each other cut across the lobby.
Every time Elion’s well-developed breasts swayed so low they nearly brushed the floor, several guests swallowed hard.
Lowen began descending the stairs.
They were narrow and steep.
Elion carefully crawled down one step at a time on all fours.
Because of the apparatus her hips were forced high into the air, and between them the semen Lowen had pumped into her earlier leaked out a little, sliding down her thighs.
Until then Lowen had said nothing, but as he went down the stairs he opened his mouth.
“Starting today you will receive your training here, bitch.”
Elion immediately wagged her tail and put on a coquettish act.
“…Woof♡”
Lowen nodded in satisfaction.
When they were halfway down the stairs, a soft woman’s voice floated up from below.
“My, you’ve arrived right on time.”
At the entrance to the first basement floor stood Ruby.
A beauty in her mid-thirties wearing a red dress.
Her voluptuous breasts looked ready to spill over the top of the dress, and her lips were a deep wine red.
The moment she saw Elion’s appearance she curved her eyes into crescents and clapped her hands.
Clap clap!
“Oh my my, another bitch! It’s been so long since I’ve seen a Hitoinu Constraint Apparatus this solid. The design itself is a work of art.”
Ruby took a step closer and lifted Elion’s chin with her fingers.
Elion’s flushed face and hazy eyes were fully exposed.
Elion trembled slightly at Ruby’s touch, yet she did not resist; instead she tilted her head a little and rubbed her cheek against the fingers.
Ruby burst out laughing.
“Aigoo, how adorable. Completely tamed, aren’t you? If I’d known it would be like this I would have brought another bitch along too—what a shame.”
Lowen tilted his head slightly.
“Another bitch?”
Ruby gave a meaningful smile and pointed upstairs.
“Yes. We recently hired a bitch officially into our brothel.”
It was too coincidental to be mere chance, so Lowen demanded a more concrete explanation.
“What kind of bitch is that?”
“Even though she’s a bitch, the method is completely different. Her limbs were cut off about halfway, leaving only short arms and legs. All her teeth were pulled out of her mouth, and her rear… hoho, they’ve remodeled it so sensitively that even just relieving herself is enough to make her climax.”
The content was far more cruel than expected; Elion’s body shuddered.
“She’s a very good, gentle child. She’s exploding in popularity among the guests, so right now she’s probably serving in a private room.”
Ruby glanced down at Elion with only her eyes, then looked back at Lowen and continued.
“This one looks well-behaved too… it would be nice if she got along with the bitch who works in our shop.”
Elion rubbed her head hard against Lowen’s leg and barked softly, “…Woof…”
Lowen was silent for a moment, then gave a light laugh and nodded.
“Hmm… I’ll think about it a little.”
He handed Elion’s leash over to Ruby.
When Ruby took the leash, Elion naturally crawled over toward Ruby’s legs.
She sniffed the scent of a new person and instinctively rubbed her head against them.
“Training only is correct, yes? Absolutely no clients.”
Ruby playfully winked.
“What do you take me for… hoho, yeees~ Just leave it to me. I’ll turn her into the perfect ‘Master-exclusive bitch’ for you.”
Lowen stroked Elion’s head one last time, then climbed the stairs without a word and disappeared.
Elion stared blankly at his retreating back.
Once he was completely out of sight, tears welled slightly in her eyes. There was no doubt a strong dependent relationship had already formed.
“…Woof……”
Ruby gently tugged the leash of the dejected Elion.
“Come now, our cute little bitch. Shall we head to the underground training room?”
Instead of answering, Elion rubbed her head against Ruby’s leg once more, then slowly began crawling further down the stairs on all fours.
Clink, clack.
The sound of the leash and the apparatus echoed into the basement.
It was the night of the exact third day since Elion’s training had begun.
Red Rose Night, around the stage on the first-floor lobby.
Elion already remembered the smell, the sounds, even the weight of the air of this place with her body.
Her face was completely covered by the Full-Head Mask she had been forced into.
Thick leather pads and an iron frame clamped tightly from forehead to chin; every opening was sealed except for two nostrils.
Even those nostrils had rubber tubes jammed into them, so the inside of her nose was constantly irritated—every time she breathed, snot streamed down endlessly.
The leash was firmly tied to a pillar of the stage.
Because of the Hitoinu Constraint Apparatus her four-legged crawling posture was forced; her hips were always held high, and her breasts swayed so low they nearly brushed the floor.
The weight of the apparatus and the Control Core still left her muscle strength weaker than that of an average human female, yet after two days of most of her five senses being blocked, the remaining senses had grown extremely sensitive. Even a single drop of love juice sliding down the inside of her thigh was now a stimulus intense enough to send a shiver through her.
Ruby slapped Elion’s rear with a sharp smack and laid out today’s “teaching materials.”
In a corner of the lobby, chairs specially prepared for “cock-discrimination training.”
On a low platform covered in red velvet cloth, ten men who had volunteered as trainers sat in a row; all of them had their pants down and were thrusting their cocks right in front of Elion’s nose.
Ruby spoke in a bright, gentle voice.
“All right, training begins again today! You have to identify Master’s cock scent by smell alone!”
As she said it she pulled a pair of panties soaked with the cock scent of the man selected as today’s Master over Elion’s Full-Head Mask.
The unpleasant smell entering her nose made Elion’s face twist in disgust, but—
“If you get it wrong…… two hours of urine enema endurance, bitch! You’d better do well, right?”
Elion trembled slightly inside the mask.
“…Woof♡”
She sniffed the panty scent pressed against her face and burned it into her memory.
The Full-Head Mask completely blocked her vision, yet the scent reaching the tip of her nose was vivid.
Before long Ruby removed the panties and dragged Elion in front of the first trainer’s cock.
A thick sweat smell mixed with a slight fishiness reached her nose.
A sweetish fragrance came from the pre-cum.
She shook her head vigorously. It was not an unpleasant enough smell to make her retch.
The second cock reeked strongly of perfume.
He had probably just finished ravaging some other woman.
A nauseating mixture of semen and female fluids.
Not it either.
Third, fourth……
One by one she pressed her nose to them and drew in deep breaths.
Every time she breathed she blew her nose with a wet snort, clearing the snot that poured from her nostrils while she sniffed cock after cock; the sight of Elion was utterly pitiful.
The guests laughed low or moaned every time she pressed her nose to a cock, or deliberately swung their cocks to slap her cheeks.
It was while she had her nose against the fifth cock.
The sound of a private-room door opening reached her ears.
Clack.
A dull scraping sound of cut elbow and knee stumps dragging across the floor.
It was Seliac.
She had just finished with one guest.
White semen still streamed from the corners of her mouth and her nose.
After making her suck out the last drop through her nose, the guest had said, “That was good, I’ll come again, you bitch,” and left just moments ago.
Before receiving the next guest Seliac was crossing the lobby to wash her body when she discovered Elion on the stage getting her cheeks slapped by cocks, and her body jerked.
Seliac’s turquoise eyes slowly widened.
……Elion?
There was no way she could fail to recognize her.
That bitch’s mana was almost undetectable, yet even that tiny amount of mana carried a quality that was unmistakably Elion’s.
The very Blue Dragon who had been called the strongest.
What on earth had happened?
Only then did she notice the Hitoinu Constraint Apparatus restraining Elion.
And the magic crystal embedded in the back of that Hitoinu Constraint Apparatus.
The mana waves coming from it, once she realized, felt all too clearly.
There was no way she could mistake it.
It was the hated Kron’s Dragon Heart.
And deep inside that heart, mixed in very faintly yet unmistakably—
her own mana.
No one saw Seliac’s eyes glitter.
Because of the Full-Head Mask, Elion could see nothing.
She was simply sniffing the scent of the fifth cock with her nose.
Her nostrils flared slightly as she sniffed.
Seliac hurriedly washed herself, then approached one of the guests with the four-legged crawl she had already grown used to, pretending to serve him.
She stroked his thigh with her short arms and opened her mouth, making a show of licking the tip of his cock with her tongue tip—
while slowly, very slowly crawling toward Elion.
One guest spotted Seliac and cackled as he shouted.
“Hey, limbless bitch! Go lick that newly arrived bitch’s cunt once! Looks like it’d be fun!”
Seliac pulled the cock out of her mouth and obediently nodded. It was exactly what she had hoped for.
Seliac went around behind Elion. She gauged whether her hand might reach the magic crystal, but it looked impossible.
Giving up on that thought for now, Seliac used her short forelegs to spread Elion’s hips.
The hips already forced high by the apparatus spread even wider, completely exposing the wet, glistening cunt.
The labia were already swollen, and the clitoris was engorged a blood-red color.
From yesterday’s ongoing cock-scent training, and the urine and love juices she had held back several times during it, sticky threads hung long and thick.
Seliac stared at the sight for a moment.
……What the hell kind of state is this, Elion.
Anger surged at the pathetic spectacle.
But the moment she looked down at her own cut-off arm stumps and knee stumps, that anger turned into helpless resignation.
Who was she to call anyone else pathetic?
……I’m no different.
She no longer had the strength or the pride left to feel anger.
She gently bit Elion’s labia with her gums.
If she bit too hard it would hurt, so very softly, yet firmly.
Every time the soft flesh of her gums stroked the labia, Elion’s thighs trembled.
“…Nngh♡…woof…”
Elion’s heated breathing could be heard.
Feeling that reaction, Seliac grew bolder.
She rubbed with the tip of her tongue and flicked the clitoris.
Elion’s engorged pink flesh twitched and contracted, and immediately love juice flowed out thickly.
Seliac took that love juice onto the tip of her tongue.
A sour yet sweet taste. She dug in deeper.
Before long she completely enveloped the clitoris as if sucking it out, then bit it with her gums.
Slurp— slurp—
Small wet sounds rose as Elion’s clitoris was sucked in, released, then sucked in again.
Under the relentless stimulation meant to drive her to climax, Elion’s thighs began to tremble harder and harder.
“…Ughghnnn♡♡…… nngh♡♡……♡ woof woof woof♡♡……”
She stopped sniffing the cock scent and began trembling all over her hips.
Seliac traced between the labia with the tip of her tongue.
Left labia from top to bottom, right labia from bottom to top.
Then she gathered them in the center and sucked the clitoris hard once more.
Slurp slurp slurp—!
Elion’s body went rigid for an instant, then immediately arched like a bow.
“Nngh……ughghk……♡ woof……woof woof♡♡♡……!!”
Love juice burst out and flowed into Seliac’s mouth.
Yet Seliac did not stop; she gently parted the entrance of Elion’s vagina with her gums and stroked the inner walls.
Already at climax and hypersensitive, Elion’s cunt repeatedly flared open and closed.
Before long Elion was whimpering and twisting her body from the agonizing pleasure, but Seliac had no intention of stopping.
She rubbed the clitoris quickly and short with her gums—
then suddenly sucked it in slowly and deeply.
Then quickly again.
Elion’s breathing grew rougher and rougher.
“…Nngh…… higyaaaghghghk♡♡…♡ woof……woof woof♡woof♡♡♡♡♡……!!”
Her waist bucked, her thighs shook violently.
The inside of her cunt contracted and sprayed love juice mixed with urine.
Ssshhh—!
Seliac’s face was instantly soaked.
Yet she closed her eyes and took every drop of the piss-scented liquid while stubbornly sucking Elion’s clitoris.
She sucked the clitoris again, rubbed the labia with her gums, stimulated the inside with the tip of her tongue.
Elion was now wailing.
Tears streamed inside the Full-Head Mask; the tears that ran down from her nostrils mixed with love juice and wet her lips.
“……♡ woof……woof woof♡♡……!!”
Elion tried to move her short legs and escape somewhere, but the fifth man, apparently amused by the way she thrashed in maddening pleasure, stepped on her leash with his foot and refused to let go.
In the end, unable to endure the torture-like pleasure any longer, Elion’s body collapsed forward.
The Full-Head Mask slammed into the floor with a dull thud.
Her waist, thrashing disgracefully on the floor, arched like a bow, and from her cunt a clear fountain exploded once more.
Ssshhhhhhh—!!!
The floor was instantly soaked.
And in that instant—
Seliac’s short arm shot out like lightning.
As Elion sprawled on the floor, the height of the Dragon Heart embedded in the back of the Hitoinu Constraint Apparatus came within reach of her hand—and she touched it precisely.