Chapter 191: Skins are a Serious Matter (6)
Chapter 191: Skins are a Serious Matter (6)
How does libido actually increase?
I don't know the details.
It’s not like I’m a biology student; how would I know specifically which hormones are doing what?
Whether it’s the manifestation of sex hormones or some kind of brainwave activity, I feel like I learned something about it in a general education class once, but I can’t remember the specifics.
However, I have magic.
I know how to increase libido through the power of magic.
And at the same time, I know how to control sexual sensitivity.
Just like right now.
"As you can see here, the spies who betrayed Fermaton are imprisoned in this place."
Nero nodded as she looked at the maids trapped inside the prison cells.
Perhaps because I had dressed the maids in prisoner uniforms and locked them up, she seemed extremely displeased by the very fact that a maid would dare to betray her master and act as a spy.
A maid exists to serve her master.
For such a maid to hide something beneath her thighs and aim for her master’s life, or try to dig up her master’s information?
They deserve death.
However, I am a very humanitarian person, and I am not one to kill people recklessly.
"I’m currently conducting various experiments to ensure they work for Fermaton until the day they die."
Currently, we are using the traitorous maids as test subjects for all sorts of things we create.
Emma, the former Head Maid and a spy for the kingdom, was the very first subject for the Bitch Collar.
Thanks to her, I realized that the Bitch Collar works perfectly on anyone capable of feeling lust, regardless of age, and I also confirmed another function of the collar.
"If you have them wear the collar in reverse like this to regulate sensitivity, you can reduce their sexual sensations at an incredible speed. To the point where they can't feel anything at all."
"...That is impressive."
Nero’s eyes sparkled as she examined the maids trapped in the cells.
"Does that mean they will never feel sexual pleasure for the rest of their lives?"
"Yeah. Even if they climax, it won't feel like pleasure to them. Well, they might feel happy or joyful in a general sense, but there will be no peak of pleasure."
It was an achievement made through the power of magic, but to put it in terms of the common sense I knew:
Ecstasy and orgasms simply do not exist for them.
"For example, touching their breasts would feel the same as touching their abdomen or any other part of their body. It’s no different from touching any other patch of skin. Their erogenous zones have become no different from ordinary body parts."
No matter how handsome a man comes along to fondle their breasts or touch their private areas, their hearts won't flutter at all.
There might be a basic physical reaction.
But no matter how much they are poked and prodded down there, they cannot feel an orgasm, nor can they reach the peak of pleasure.
"Actually, this is an application of two types of magic: Orgasm Prohibition Magic and Pleasure Control Magic."
"Two types...?"
"Right. Originally, they were derived from a single type of Sex Magic. Specifically..."
I showed her another maid from the control group.
"This is a case where they can feel pleasure, but reaching a climax is forbidden."
"Ah, aah, haaaah...!"
Inside the cell, the maid was sobbing while masturbating feverishly.
She rode a dildo attached to a triangular wooden horse, pounding herself against it; she sat on a dildo fixed to the floor, swirling her hips; and she crouched on all fours like a beast toward a dildo attached to the wall, performing doggy style on herself.
"Ple-please...! Hic, I... I want to go...!"
No matter how much sexual stimulation she applied, she couldn't finish.
'This is where it originally started.'
You know how it goes in those "Hypnosis App" stories.
—Hehehe, now you won't be able to cum even if you want to!
—Ngh, why can't I finish...?! Wh-what did you do to my body...?!
—It's the power of the app. Buhihit.
Something like that.
Cases where sexual stimulation is felt and libido continues to rise, but there is no way to relieve it.
Doing that would surely drive someone insane eventually, but in most adult illustrations, the Orgasm Prohibition setting is released at some point.
And then, the pleasure surges all at once, causing a fountain show as they climax.
I discovered those things through Astarotte’s Sex Magic research.
And by adding Pleasure Control Magic to that Sex Magic, I succeeded in turning a woman into a complete "block of wood."
"If this were applied to a man, it could be called magical castration."
"To men as well...?"
"Well, I’ve never actually tried it on a man. I’ve never captured a male prisoner, nor have I experimented on one. This is strictly a restraint tool intended for female prisoners."
What if someone targeting me managed to put a Bitch Collar on me?
What if I became a slave to pleasure and couldn't even say the safe word?
To prepare for such an event, I am always careful, and then careful again.
I haven't used the Bitch Collar on a man yet, but for now, I’ve made it so it can only be used on women.
It was all thanks to the Sex Magic of Astarotte, who became the Succubus Queen, and the Mythstones of Laura and Charlotte, which allowed me to utilize massive amounts of mana.
"Using this, one can suppress libido. This is the beginning of the Systemic Censorship that suppresses human lust."
"Systemic Censorship...?"
"Right. There are many ways. You can make laws so that if even a little bit of something lewd is shown, they are immediately, uh..."
Using the actual words is too shitty and dangerous.
"...arrested for a Violation of Alter-Sexual Empathy Stimulation?"
"What is that?"
"Just a term I made up on the spot. To put it simply, it means if I do it, it’s sex; if someone else does it, it’s rape."
"......Wow."
Nero’s mouth hung open, her eyes twinkling.
"I think I roughly understand what you mean. You’re saying that all sex performed by those in power is fine, while the sex of those ruled by the powerful is strictly controlled?"
"Exactly."
As expected of a Perfect Maid.
She accurately understood the core logic of "rules for thee, but not for me."
"Am I not working hard to spread my seed among many women? But for the commoners, I’ll declare, 'From today, group sex of three or more people is prohibited.' How about that?"
"If you say that in the name of the Lord, it becomes law."
"Exactly, so we punish them by law. That is what censorship is."
Normally, for it to be true censorship, the side advocating for it must also follow the same standards.
But that’s not how a dictatorship works.
It forces limited freedom upon those who follow power, while the one in power enjoys everything regardless of censorship or anything else.
"This is Political Censorship. And later, censorship in the true sense will begin."
"Censorship...?"
"Operating a security force that swings clubs and arrests people the moment anything even slightly lewd catches their eye."
"......!!"
Nero seemed to be in deep shock.
It was the kind of dictator-like behavior that even I only thought about and hadn't actually implemented, so I just brought it up, but as expected from Nero’s reaction, it seems quite negative.
"...Sorry. I think I said something unnecessary."
"No. It was just... a bit of a fresh shock."
"Fresh?"
"Yes. I’ve never thought about it that way before. Young Lord, it seems your perspective on the world is quite unique."
"I am a bit unique."
There’s no one else in this fantasy world who sees things from a different perspective like I do.
"There will be more censorship in the future. Of course, things will be free within Fermaton, but pornography or content spreading outside of Fermaton will be strictly censored before it goes out. Well... you can hear the details later. What do you think? Will you join me?"
"...It is an honor, Young Lord."
Finally.
My silver tongue worked.
"I, Nero, shall serve the Young Lord from this day forward. Perfectly, without a single flaw."
As expected, sex has the answers.
"Then I shall ask the leader of my Exclusive Maid Team."
I pointed to the maid uniforms still placed in a corner of the office.
"Which maid uniform will you select as the official uniform?"
"...I will select a maid uniform that satisfies the style the Young Lord desires, while simultaneously not hindering maid duties."
Nero picked up two sets of maid uniforms.
"I will change immediately."
"I’ll look forward to it. I’ll turn my head, so take your time changing."
Rustle, rustle.
I heard the sound of clothes being changed in an instant.
I wondered what kind of maid uniform the Perfect Maid would choose to wear.
Unfortunately, like Yoanna, she was a recently released character, so she didn't have any skins.
Since she was the symbol of purity and the icon of queen-style expressionless essence extraction play in many ways, I was excited to see what kind of maid uniform she would wear.
"I am finished, Young Lord."
"...Huh?"
Nero was wearing a normal maid uniform.
If there was anything unusual, it was that the white skirt, which looked like a dress, felt less like she was wearing it and more like she was holding it from behind her waist...?
"What happened to— Gasp..."
"How is it?"
Nero’s maid uniform...
The upper body was a leotard-style Bunny Girl Outfit.
And the skirt was a see-through piece that covered the area below the leotard.
In other words, if that white skirt were just a bit more transparent, a new door to leotard maid uniforms would open...!
"Nero. You really do belong in Fermaton."
I couldn't help but applaud.
"But that won't do."
"...Pardon?"
Nero pointed to her leotard maid uniform with a slightly shocked face.
"I tried to mix things that the Young Lord might like..."
"I do like it. Leotards. Bunny girls too, and see-through. But there is an important part of a maid uniform that must be respected."
The Perfect Maid probably wouldn't be able to empathize.
Because this was a matter related to my own dark desires.
"Amy. I want to show her the virtue a maid working in Fermaton must have—especially a maid dedicated to me. You don't mind, right?"
"...Sigh."
Amy bowed her head with a sigh, and I pointed at Amy for Nero’s benefit.
"You can't do Op-Pan-Mu with a leotard. You can't lift the skirt."
Every morning.
Lifting the skirt to check the color of the panties is one of my daily routines.
"Rejected."