Veronica's Lewd Self-Sacrifice
As I stepped out, Veronica blurted, “What's wrong, Veronica? Suddenly looking all flustered, your body shaking and everything?”
“You inhuman monster! How dare you lay a hand on such a young child!”
Snow White might be an adult by orc standards, but visually, she looked no different from Silveryia—maybe even a bit smaller in height and build. And she calls her a young child? Sure, my daughter Snow White was mentally immature, but physically, compared to Silveryia, she was already an adult—no exaggeration. Hell, by orc years, she was fully grown. And yet... young child? Was it just instinct kicking in?
I felt a flicker of surprise inside, but I quickly plastered on a shameless grin, grabbed Snow White's hair as she lay sprawled on the floor, and yanked her head up to lock eyes with Veronica.
“S-Sorry...!”
“Snow White... this girl has nothing to do with this! Let her go, now!”
I hadn't tied her up or anything, so Veronica leaped off the triangular wooden horse in an instant and snatched Snow White from me.
“Run, quick...”
The cell door was wide open. She could've bolted easily, but instead of prioritizing her own safety, Veronica threw herself in to save Snow White, who'd gotten dragged into this mess for some reason. But...
“Hehehe, no you don't!”
“H-Hiiik!!”
Startled by my stance—arms spread wide, blocking the cell door like a wall—Snow White plopped down on her ass.
“H-Hng...!”
Shiiiii—
A puddle spread out from under Snow White, filling the dank cell with the sharp, acrid stench of ammonia.
“O-Orc...!”
She spat out words like a terrified girl who'd pissed herself in fear of the orc, but the truth was, Snow White had climaxed just a little from the sight of my cock and imposing presence, hearts popping in her eyes as she let loose.
Of course, Veronica—already thrown off by Snow White's sudden appearance—couldn't possibly read the raw lust gleaming in her eyes.
“P-Please, spare us...!”
Tears welling up as she acted for Veronica's benefit, Snow White made Veronica want to pry her away from me right then and there, just like with Silveryia. But...
“Oh ho~ If you're pulling this already, it's gonna make things tough for me, Veronica Isis?”
“Shut your mouth! Have you no shred of mercy?! How—how could you...!”
Mercy? She's my own blood daughter. I chuckled and said to Veronica,
“No can do~ This one's seen the secrets of this underground prison—and me—burned into those big doe eyes of hers. Shame to waste a fine bitch like that, but I can't just let her scamper off.”
“Y-You...!”
Veronica was probably drowning in guilt, thinking Snow White got swept up in this absurd mess because of her. Originally, all this was to keep me from fucking Silveryia, but Snow White wasn't part of that deal. Still, ignoring her when she looked just like Silveryia? Veronica's conscience would stab her—even if she wasn't her real daughter, she was still her granddaughter by blood.
“Eh, first offense and all, so no harsh punishment.”
“Guh, let go!”
Splash—!
I spooked Snow White a bit to herd her into the corner, then grabbed Veronica—who'd hopped off the wooden horse without permission—and hurled her into the piss puddle Snow White had left behind. Pinning her head lightly to the floor by the hair, I whispered in her ear.
“Ngh... guh!”
“First off, you defied my order to stay on the wooden horse, per the contract. That's your punishment.”
“What about Snow White... hng?!”
At that moment, the womb tattoo on Veronica's belly and the contract glowed brightly.
“M-My body...”
“You read the contract, so you know. I even warned you upfront.”
Unless it directly threatened Veronica or Silveryia's lives, defying my orders meant she bore full responsibility for the consequences. She'd disobeyed my command to stay on the horse and not get down to save Snow White, so our contract was punishing her accordingly. A sudden heat rising in her body, sensitivity spiking... The poor thing was panicking at the unfamiliar-yet-familiar sensations surging through her.
Sexual pleasure. Splash—splash—!
“Keep defying me like this, and I won't stop at this bitch's piss—I'll turn you into my personal urinal. Right next to her. Got it?!”
“Puhh, pu... b!!”
I could feel the heat radiating from her body already—god knows what it was like for her. But it wouldn't last long. Depending on her iron will, she'd shake it off quick. That's why Goju called this contract a failure: a slave contract that politely asks for consent at signing, then doles out penalties like this for disobedience. Fine for weak-willed types, but against a superhuman like Veronica? Meh.
But honestly, that worked in my favor. For a widow like her—who hadn't rolled in the sheets with any man since her husband died—even this minor stimulation was a win. A single water drop doesn't crack a rock, but drip after drip wears it down. Constant chipping like this wasn't bad, but with her daughter here for a field trip, why not give her a fun show?
I commanded the piss-soaked, dazed Veronica once more.
“Now, back on the wooden horse.”
“L-Lady Veronica, don't listen to him! Ignore me and just...!”
“Kuhuhu...”
Despite Snow White's desperate cry(?), Veronica obediently climbed back onto the horse. Bracing with her whole body again, refusing to let her pussy touch the ridge. But she glanced between Snow White and me, eyes narrowing... then thud, she settled down fully onto it.
A face like she'd rather die than sit. That's when I turned to Snow White.
“Curious why this bitch won't run from me?”
“H-Hiiik...!”
Out of Veronica's sight, I pointed subtly at Snow White, and her terrified eyes vanished, replaced by throbbing hearts as she gazed at me.
“It's 'cause this sow was so starving for cock, she summoned me here herself.”
“L-Liar!!”
Snow White shrieked like she didn't believe it. Ignoring her, I leaned in and whispered to Veronica.
“Tell the little bitch you're a lewd slut.”
(Note: No command used.)
“Me, hear such words...?”
“Or I'll fuck the little bitch instead.”
“!!”
At my words about raping Snow White—which the eavesdropping girl caught—both their eyes went wide. Veronica pondered if she had to save this daughter-like girl from my clutches; Snow White thrilled at finally getting my cock. I could feel their heartbeats racing. Not from touching or hearing—no, pure instinct.
After a brief hesitation, Veronica looked at Snow White and spoke.
“Truth is... I-I called this orc here.”
“Lady... Veronica?”
“Human cocks didn't satisfy me, so I begged him to fuck me.”
“No, no... Lies...!”
Suddenly obeying me so well, Snow White panicked at the thought of missing out on the cock she'd craved forever and desperately denied it to Veronica.
“Lies! Lady Veronica would never! She's the proudest, most honorable knight—even in Dracania Kingdom, top-tier! She wouldn't succumb to mere lust...!!”
“It's true! See? This lewd tattoo on my belly...!”
Now desperately insisting to Snow White that she was lewd, pointing at the womb tattoo that had appeared as contract proof. Snow White, eyes wild, tried steering Veronica toward admitting 'This orc made me say it' to claim my cock for herself.
“Heh heh, little bitch, that's sows for ya. Even famed knights go crazy for superior cock like mine.”
“No way! If she were really lewd, that wooden horse under her ass wouldn't be intact!”
Veronica flinched. Blunt as hell, but in the frantic pace, she couldn't retort. Made sense—she couldn't feel lust in this hell, right on the edge of orc violation. The lewd energy from the contract penalty? Suppressed by her superhuman will. No way she'd be aroused.
But now the tables turned. Accepting the lewd energy instead of fighting it, Veronica shuddered again like before.
“Hng... ah...!”
Desperately embracing the lewdness, hypnotizing herself into a slut. She'd endured all my torments with stoic resolve, body offered up indifferently. But Snow White's arrival flipped it—she now struggled to accept it all. Her long-dry pussy, untouched even by masturbation since widowhood, was moistening like an oasis in the desert. From my vantage staring right at her crotch, I could see the glisten.
A dam that'd held firm for decades—unlocking now to stop Snow White from getting fucked by me.
“See, look! My pussy! It's... it's wet, isn't it?!”
“Please, Lady Veronica! I'm fine, so stop!!”
But the floodgates were open. Seeing her pathetic(?) pussy and my lecherous grin, Veronica hurriedly fondled her own tits and pussy with her hands.
“Look! Even now, I can't hold back my lust—comforting myself like a slut! So stay out of it, you little bitch! This is adult business!”
“N-No...!”
To save Snow White, Veronica spat harsh words now. Snow White slumped, thinking it was hopeless. That's when I sidled up beside Veronica, kneading her massive tits till they nearly burst, and addressed the dazed, staring Snow White.
“She's admitting she's a slut—what's with the backtalk? Heh heh.”
After saying that, I bent Veronica's compliant body forward and thrust—!
“Hngk...!”
Shoved my throbbing cock straight into her soaking pussy.