Defiled Daily Life
“L-Lady Veronica…?”
“Hm? Oh, ahh… this? I couldn’t sleep, so I went out on a quick patrol… looks like I forgot to change.”
Aaah… they’re watching… my lewd self, this filthy version of me…!
Veronica’s legs trembled, threatening to give out beneath her at any moment. She didn’t need to check to know her panties were soaked through, her nipples stiff and jutting out. Yet Veronica stared down the men before her with her usual composed expression. The guards swallowed hard, their eyes locked on her with a strange mix of anticipation. Though propriety demanded she cover herself in shame, Veronica instead spread her legs shoulder-width apart, thrust out her chest, and clasped her hands behind her back.
What am I doing?! This’ll show them everything!
Chaos swirled in her mind, thoughts tangling in confusion. But strangely, it didn’t feel bad. No, she wanted them to look more—craved it, even. It was like touching something forbidden, a dangerous thrill that could become addictive.
“Heh, something wrong?”
“N-No, nothing, ma’am!”
“All clear here!”
The guards averted their eyes as if they had nowhere to look, but their gazes roamed her body hungrily all the same. Veronica watched them enjoy the view, feeling like a child playing with a favorite toy. She decided to tease them a bit more.
“Hmm? Shouldn’t you verify, though?”
“Pardon?”
“Even if I am the lord, rules are rules. Come closer and confirm my identity—what are you waiting for?”
“B-But…”
“What, my outfit bothering you? No issue. I promise—no punishment or repercussions, even if you pat me down.”
What am I saying?!
Her body betrayed her mind, words spilling out unbidden. She wanted to run, but her feet felt glued to the ground, as if someone had slathered adhesive on her soles.
“Th-Then, if you’d please advance five paces so we can confirm your identity…”
Step. Step. Step. Step. Step.
No! Don’t go!
Her reason screamed in protest, but Veronica’s body obeyed like it was entranced, stepping forward toward the guards. Was someone puppeteering her?
“This far enough?”
“Y-Yes! Perfect. State your name and purpose, please.”
“Veronica Isis, Lord of Isis Territory. Purpose… morale boost?”
What the hell am I saying?!
Morale boost? As if she were some whore strutting out of a brothel in this getup!
“S-Sorry, didn’t catch that?”
“Kidding. It’s a patrol.”
The soldier who’d been jotting her name in the log pretended not to have heard, despite clearly catching every word. As Veronica relayed her purpose, he lifted the lantern beside him and held it toward her face.
“Confirming identity.”
Yes, look—look at me, see everything!
Even with the moon at her back casting shadows, this close with the light… they’d see it all. Her stiff nipples, her dripping pussy.
Haa… haa…
Her reason was crumbling under the rising excitement when—swish.
“Eh?”
“Identity confirmed.”
The soldier shone the light only on her face, then quickly pulled it away, as if refusing to be any ruder. Veronica sighed inwardly in relief… and disappointment.
N-Now, let’s go…!
She couldn’t take it anymore. Those owl-like, wolfish beast eyes—if she stared into them any longer, she’d faint right there.
“I’ll be off, then. Keep up the good work.”
““Yes, ma’am! Good night!””
Veronica turned from the soldiers, smirking at their sighs of relief whispering in her ears. She swayed her hips as she walked away.
““!!””
Aaah… I feel it. Their eyes on my ass… ♥
She kept walking, rounding the corner—
“Heh, enjoy the show?”
“Aaah… ♥”
Plop—
Before her stood a male presence beyond any human—taller, stronger, more virile. Veronica collapsed to her knees, piss gushing out as if she’d been waiting for this. Staring blankly at the orc’s cock thrust toward her face, she took it into her mouth without hesitation, sucking greedily. Slurp, slurp.
Soon after, the orc unleashed a thick load down her throat. She’d felt it twitching from the moment she engulfed him—proof he’d been holding back while watching her. Yet she kept him in until he finished, then cleaned him thoroughly, letting the heat subside. Staggering to her feet, Veronica gasped at him.
“Wh-What… did you do to me… ♥”
“Just showed you your true nature.”
With that, the orc grabbed her shoulders, spun her around, and yanked off her panties.
Squelch—
“Hngh ♥”
His cock plunged into her lonely, drooling pussy. She’d known it was coming the moment he grabbed her, but feeling that meat rod slam into her flesh made Veronica clap a hand over her mouth to stifle her moan as she panted around his thrusts.
“Hmph, hah, hnggg?!”
Even an orc held back, wary of the nearby guards, not pistoning too wildly. But Veronica thrust her ass back at him, grabbing the wall corner with her free hand.
Can’t… hold back… anymore!
It felt too good. Those flustered gazes raking her body… but above all, the orc’s inhuman cock felt too damn good. She could hardly believe it was the same one that raped her that first day. Still, Veronica never voiced it. She was enduring this for Silveryia’s sake—not because she was being tamed into his sow. She’d give him her pussy, but not her womb. Even in the throes of ecstasy, she clung to her reason.
“Damn, even here you won’t open your womb? Your mental fortitude’s insane.”
Just moan a little louder here. He’ll have to run from the guards…
Ignoring the orc’s grumbling, as she opened her mouth to call the armory guards—
“Haah!!”
““??””
Veronica clamped her mouth shut over the unintended moan.
“…Didn’t hear that right?”
“Sounded like some wild animal?”
They were far enough that it passed, and Veronica sighed in relief—only to try calling out again when—
“But Lady Veronica seems… off tonight, doesn’t she?”
“How so?”
“We’ve seen her countless times, but tonight she’s got this… sexy aura? Hard to pin down.”
“!!”
Th-They’re talking about me?!
She couldn’t see their faces, but they were probably blushing. Imagining their expressions, Veronica panted around the orc’s stabbing cock.
“And what’s she doing patrolling at this hour?”
“Who knows… insomnia, maybe.”
“Yeah, she mentioned some rough stuff lately.”
“Right? My buddies bragged about seeing her naked—wish we hadn’t been on sleep shift.”
“Life’s unfair.”
Slap slap slap slap—
“Sl-Slow down, heek…!”
“Heh, just ask nicely, then.”
Veronica shook her ass—the one impaled on his cock—like she had for the guards earlier, kneading his shaft inside her pussy.
“Too loud… they’ll hear.”
She wanted more. More degradation. More lecherous stares. More judgment. Even as their lord, she wanted their male gazes appraising her. Blushing, Veronica slurped around the cock in her pussy. The orc, watching closer than anyone, whispered in her ear.
“Heh, yeah—enjoy it. Go mad slowly. Fall into lewd depravity. But remember: you serve only me and my cock.”
“Sh-Shut… up… ♥”
As if I would!
Defiant, Veronica clenched her pussy tight—but then—
“Y’know, I finally figured out why you’ve been defying me lately.”
“Huh?”
What did that mean? It was because he was here, holding her daughter hostage, making outrageous demands—what else?
“You wanted me to make others shame you. You craved the humiliation from them—your own people, no less.”
“L-Liar…!”
“That addictive thrill from sparring, the one I gave you—you’re feeling it now, right? Don’t lie. This soft, squeezing pussy says it all. You wanted to taste it again.”
“No… way…”
“Can’t deny it, huh? Get ready—I’ll give you pleasure even greater than this soon.”
“Eh? Greater… than this?”
Greater than now? Veronica’s eyes, once burning with fury at the orc, softened in anticipation. He smacked her ass encouragingly.
“Here’s a down payment.”
Spurt spurt spuuurt—
“Hngggguuuuh?! Inside… again… orc cum…? I-I’m… cumming…”
No mercy, just a brutal creampie. But Veronica had never felt pleasure like this in her life. She climaxed on his load, collapsing to the ground. The orc grabbed her hair, shoving his cock in her face like she was a cleanup crew.
“Can’t wait for the moment you fully break, Veronica.”
“I’ll… never… break…”
Slurp.