Chapter 59
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 59
Chapter Title: Glad I'm Not His Daughter
I'm glad I'm not his daughter.
Olivia told me to do as she said. I lay face down on the mattress and stuck out my ass.
Several gazes bored into me. Right now, my hero-honed senses were picking up every single one, and I hated it.
What if I were numb to it all? It might not feel so humiliating then.
I clenched my fists and bowed my head, eyes downcast like a kid who thinks he's hidden if he can't see himself.
Giggling laughter came from behind me. My pathetic state must have looked hilarious.
"You were gonna say yes in the end anyway."
Olivia sauntered over, smirking like some sleazy old man. She slathered her fingers with ointment and stroked my ass.
Soon, her finger brushed near my tight hole.
"Eep…!"
"A finger's gotta be fine by now, right? Charlotte said she's been loosening you up while dragging you around."
"……."
I had no room to respond to Olivia's words. I was locked in a solo battle, trying to ignore the alien sensation creeping from my ass.
Olivia wouldn't leave me alone.
"Focus."
She whispered that, then shoved her finger in. The potency-enhancing ointment coated it as it burrowed into my ass.
"Guh!"
A dizzying sensation rippled through my insides.
My back arched straight. Like a cat stretching without thinking, my spine straightened on instinct.
Charlotte was right in front of me. She grinned down at me.
Shame surged up, burning my face. I could feel it flushing beet red.
"Ahh, ugh!"
Squelch, squelch-.
Olivia worked her hand. Sliding it back and forth, scraping at my insides.
Insides... my ass?
Olivia's finger was plunging in and out. Recognizing that fact sent a chill down my spine.
"It's not your first time."
"Ugh, hng!"
Olivia smirked wickedly as she jabbed away. The foreign feeling stretched all the way down below.
Squelch, squelch-.
My legs went weak. With my ass cheeks roughly spread and her finger pistoning wildly, my body wouldn't budge.
Olivia's finger pushed even deeper. Then it pressed and rubbed a certain spot.
"Hup…!"
Something leaked out from deep in my ass. It squelched and flowed down through my urethra.
"Just a little teasing and you're already dribbling like a faucet. You've adapted well here, huh?"
"Ahhh…."
"How much begging did you do for Charlotte to lick you out? Every night? Bringing a little kid into it?"
"No...!"
"Don't lie."
Olivia applied more ointment. She plunged her finger deep and rubbed.
"You let Charlotte at your ass all the time. Makes no sense otherwise. How else could it be this loose?"
"Kuh…!"
"A dick could fit in there. Dyke, you must want Charlotte to fuck you too, right? Which dick should she use?"
"Shut your damn mouth…!"
"I'll give you one chance to pick. First time, so I'm being nice."
Dildos poured out of Olivia's sub-space. The sheer number was insane.
All shapes and sizes, repulsive tools.
No way in hell did I want to choose one myself. Pride wouldn't let me.
But Olivia wouldn't let up. She shoved them in my face, shaking them to force a choice.
Threatening worse punishment if I didn't pick.
"You want this one?"
A dildo as thick as a man's forearm. The shape was unnatural, modeled after some monster's cock.
I shook my head furiously. Olivia grabbed another.
Her fingers were still working in and out of me.
Squelch, squelch-.
"How about this?"
"Ahh, ugh! D-Do I have to…?"
"Dyke. You don't want a baby?"
Olivia crushed my will completely. She declared she wouldn't help make a baby if I didn't obey.
If we didn't conceive within the time limit, Denis would die. I couldn't let that happen.
In the end, I had no choice but to follow Olivia.
"…Is this really necessary?"
"Absorbs faster than fingers. Better than smearing it on a thin finger, right?"
Olivia compared her finger to the dildo. The surface area for ointment was overwhelmingly greater.
"Even so…."
"What, a man like you can't do that kinda thing?"
"……."
A male's role is to attack. Never defend.
I was barely holding on by hypnotizing myself that the finger was just for inserting medicine. But a dildo?
"Then does it make sense for a stud like you to fail at knocking up even one girl?"
"……."
"Can't even get it up properly? You think that's normal, you worthless fuck?"
Olivia pulled her finger from my ass. She grabbed my balls and yanked.
"Aaaah…!"
"Decide quick. Which dick do you want in you? Pick one."
"……."
I gritted my teeth and chose the smallest one from Olivia's collection.
"Picked something as small as you, Dyke?"
"…I-It's not that small."
"Feels like nothing when it's in. Same deal."
"That's too much, seriously…."
Olivia ignored me and moved on. She handed the strapon I'd reluctantly picked to Charlotte.
Beaming innocently, Charlotte strapped it on without hesitation.
I desperately called out to Denis. In my humiliating prone position, I made my final plea.
"Denis. Stop them, please."
"…Sorry."
Denis wouldn't help. Instead, she encouraged me.
"Just endure this. Then we can have a baby too."
"Denis…."
Intense longing filled Denis's voice. She wanted a baby so badly, a moment of shame like this was nothing.
For a second, I felt ashamed of my own whining.
Denis couldn't be okay with this either. Joining in on this crap because of a guy with worthless seed.
And the real culprit was just bitching nonstop.
"Dyke."
Olivia called me.
"Lie down."
"…Lie down?"
"Yeah. Can't have your first time doggy style."
Olivia pushed my body. Forcing me flat on the mattress.
Like she'd claimed her spot, Charlotte boldly spread my legs and settled between them.
"Father. I've been waiting for this day."
"W-Wait a sec."
The position felt all wrong. The women's gazes looking down at me made my face burn.
"This doesn't feel right."
"Denis?"
As I started thrashing again, Olivia called Denis over. She rushed up and grabbed my arms.
"Hold Dyke down. It's his one-time virginity graduation. You should watch from the side."
"……."
The blunt words flushed Denis's face red.
"Denis…!"
"Dyke. The pain will be brief."
"What kinda bullshit is that?!"
That was supposed to be comfort? Unbelievable.
"Charlotte. Coat the dick with ointment first."
"I'll love you lots, Father, until your baby batter gets healthy enough to knock someone up."
Charlotte slathered the dildo with ointment. Seeing a girl's crotch with a cock dangling from it was more shocking than I'd imagined.
Revulsion hit me hard.
"Ah, aaa… No…!"
"Dyke."
Denis caressed my cheek. Her arms tightened, telling me to stay still.
"I trusted you…!"
I'd trusted Denis, but she sold me out to these bitches. All for her desire to have my baby.
"Charlotte loosened you plenty. Should slide right in."
"Don't worry, Father. You're new to this, but I've got tons of experience."
Charlotte pinned my ankles and rubbed the dildo against my ass. A stranger sensation than tongue or fingers prowled near my hole.
A shiver raced up my spine.
"No. Nooo…."
I couldn't move my upper body. Denis had me pinned tight.
Had to use my lower body. I kicked at Charlotte hard.
She didn't budge an inch.
"Father, forgotten whose daughter I am?"
Charlotte's eyes flashed. For a moment, I saw Celine's face.
Celine. The frontline tank of the hero party.
Her defense was top-tier in the world.
And my strength didn't work on Charlotte. Beyond her power, some force rendered me powerless.
No matter how much I struggled, pushing her off was impossible.
Charlotte gripped my ankles and spread them wide. My ass gaped open.
My crotch was exposed, defenseless under their stares.
Charlotte eyed my dick. She smirked mockingly.
"Father's dick is still so cute. Wonder if it can even impregnate a woman…."
"……."
"But it's fine. I'll help it grow big quick."
Charlotte bucked her hips. Skillfully pressing the dildo to my ass.
"Father. Don't you want this?"
Right before insertion. Charlotte looked down and asked.
"If you really hate it, you can refuse. I promised as a knight not to do anything you reject."
After tormenting me and Denis like this, cornering us with no choice, now she says that?
I glared at Denis and spat it out. No kind words came.
"You girls are real bitches…. Calling me daddy and father, but you've never treated me like a parent…."
"Isn't that obvious?"
Charlotte beamed as she continued.
"Not a drop of blood between us. We're total strangers. How could I be your daughter?"
"……."
"My father is Count Pigmon. His blood flows in my veins. Not a drop of yours. Obviously. You're a man who can't impregnate women. Worthless as a stud, culled out."
"……."
If Denis weren't here, I might've burst into tears from the injustice.
"Ahh. Father. I'm grateful I'm not your daughter."
Charlotte caressed my cheek. Soft like Denis's touch, but I rejected it.
I slapped her hand away firmly.
Charlotte flicked my dick teasingly.
"Decided to refuse my dick? You don't think that tiny prick can impregnate Denis, do you?"
"……."
"Got it. Your virginity loss never happened…."
I grabbed Charlotte in panic.
"…Do whatever. Just shove it in, fuck."
For Denis, shame meant nothing.
"Heehee, good boy."
Charlotte giggled as she leaned forward with her weight.
Not a finger—something else. The dildo pried into my ass.
"Eek…!"