Chapter 192: Skins are a Serious Matter (7)
Chapter 192: Skins are a Serious Matter (7)
What is Op-Pan-Mu?
It is me asking my maid, Amy, "What color are your panties today?"
So, what is the meaning behind this act?
Naturally, it serves as a daily confirmation of the power I wield.
—What color are your panties today?
—Why on earth should I tell you that?
—What? How dare you rebel against the only man carrying the blood of Fermaton!
—An illegitimate child of Fermaton has been discovered. Ruji Fermaton is no longer the sole heir. Good day to you.
—......Run away!!
Op-Pan-Mu is for the sake of confirming my power every single day.
Therefore, if I cannot see the panties of the maid who works for me every day, I will be unable to gauge the extent of my own authority.
Thus.
"Don't we have any other good maid uniforms?"
"...Then how about wearing a skirt this short?"
Nero brought out a standard miniskirt-type skirt, rather than the rejected see-through leotard.
"Hmm."
It was perfect.
Black base.
Miniskirt.
And white stockings with a garter belt.
"Nero, what color are your panties today?"
"......."
Nero gripped the hem of her skirt for a moment, her hands trembling.
Perhaps she hadn't expected the very first command given to her to be Op-Pan-Mu, as she sent a gaze filled with a hint of rage toward me.
"Wait!"
I reached out toward Nero.
"Nero. I permit it. Lift your skirt while looking at me with contempt."
"With... contempt?"
"Yes. Look at me with the kind of eyes you'd use for a piece-of-trash pervert as you lift your skirt. Like you're looking at a woman whose hobby is getting gang-raped after huffing Penisilin and getting a cock rock-hard."
"......!!"
Nero's expression wavered for a moment, but she soon gripped the hem of her skirt and turned her head away.
"......Tsk."
"Wow."
That’s it.
The contemptuous expression of the Perfect Maid, Queen Nero, has arrived.
Seeing her lift her skirt while making that face made me feel like I was opening my eyes to a whole new world.
"Nero."
"Yes, Young Lord."
She was still scowling deeply, and I had no choice but to ask for her permission.
"Can I jerk off while looking at your face and your panties?"
"......."
Uh.
That last one didn't seem like acting.
"......Is that within the scope of work for a maid employed by Fermaton?"
"Of course. Isn't that right, Amy?"
"It is, Young Lord."
Amy replied in a purely businesslike voice, her face looking like she had achieved nirvana.
"The Young Lord jerking off or eating while looking at a maid's panties is a daily occurrence in Fermaton."
"I'm still a noble, so couldn't you use a euphemism like 'pleasuring myself'?"
"I didn't say anything incorrect, did I? Besides, it's not like you're going to shake your own cock anyway."
"Correct, Amy."
I clapped my hands, and Laura, who had been sitting quietly by my side until now, began to let her eyes sparkle in earnest.
"Now, Laura. Show her the example of what my woman should be."
"Yo-Young Lord..."
It seemed Laura was a bit intimidated.
Or perhaps she was a little reluctant to act as she usually did in front of Nero, whom she had just met.
In that case, I must exercise my 'power.'
"Suck my cock. Otherwise, consider yourself starved for today's meals."
"Ye-Yes...!"
Looking strangely happy, Laura buried her face in my cock as if forced to obey the command.
Slurp.
She began to suck, her tongue licking the cock with gusto right from the start.
The expression visible from the side seemed to intensely appeal the idea of 'because it's an order,' and I picked up the Breast-Shaped Magic Stone filled with milk tea, placed it on Laura's head, and lightly sipped the milk tea through a straw.
"Nero. This is a sight you'll be seeing often from now on. Get used to it."
"......."
"By the way, those are quite passionate panties."
Nero's panties.
"I like them. I like them so much I feel like kneeling down right beneath them and licking them."
They were red.
* * *
After being guided to the room for the maids.
"...What is this?"
Nero bit her hand, lost in deep thought.
She couldn't even mutter to herself carelessly.
This was Fermaton Castle, and the eyes and ears of Fermaton were everywhere.
And was it just Fermaton?
The Empire's spies were there, eyes gleaming as they monitored Fermaton, and the Kingdom's spies were also pricking up their ears.
In the midst of all that, Ruji Fermaton was accurately weeding out the spies.
Somehow knowing that the Imperial spies' devices were glasses, he called them 'Cock Mirrors' and banned them from being worn.
Somehow knowing that the Kingdom spies' devices were thigh bands, he changed the uniforms to miniskirts.
Nero had seen it.
The spies working under the orders of the Sirjosia family were accurately wearing the Kingdom's underground Bitch Collars.
Whether it was out of mercy for those who had worked in Fermaton that he didn't kill the leakers, she didn't know, but they would certainly never escape the Fermaton Underground Dungeon again.
They had been reduced to test subjects for Fermaton's various sex industries.
"...I can't afford to underestimate him."
Nero felt a chill of fear.
Showing them to her directly might have been a warning aimed at her.
Perhaps Ruji Fermaton already knew everything about the Royal Family and was using that to pressure her.
I know this much.
I have captured the leakers this thoroughly.
If you're confident, go ahead and try to steal information from my side, since I'm keeping you right next to me.
I already know that Queen Messalina enjoys gang-rape sex using the aphrodisiacs I created.
I'll watch and see how long you can work by my side while enduring the humiliation of showing me your panties every day.
"...Could it be?"
Surely her identity hadn't been discovered.
Nero began to worry that her identity as 'Claudia' might have been exposed.
If.
If Ruji Fermaton knew Nero was Claudia and still chose to keep her by his side.
And if he desired to have sex with her.
"...Could it be?"
Was Ruji Fermaton planning to impregnate even the Queen to further solidify his power?
—Hehehe, Nero Claudia. I'm going to get you pregnant and have you bear my child. That child will become the permanent Border Count of Fermaton.
—N-No...! Stop it...!
—Yes! Contemn me! Keep sending those eyes toward the man who is raping you! That's what makes me even harder!
Whether he intended to move the Kingdom's capital to Fermaton.
Or use the Royal child carrying his blood as blackmail.
Or perhaps even try to create a Prince-Elector of Fermaton.
Well.
Regardless.
—I could even burn down the Empire for you.
"......."
She didn't know what Ruji Fermaton was thinking, but as long as he claimed to be a 'man of the Kingdom,' Nero intended to simply watch his business from his side.
She would absorb everything from his side.
Every business venture Ruji Fermaton conceived.
And she would definitely secure one thing.
The Bitch—no, the Adamantine Collar.
He wouldn't just give it to her if she said she was going to put it on someone else, so she would have to win his favor as the core of Fermaton.
"...Whew."
It was a long road ahead.
* * *
"Later, when I'm doing footjob play with Charlotte, it'll be so hot to have you standing next to us, right?"
"Young Lord..."
Laura placed a hand on my shoulder with a tearful face.
"I can step on you too, Young Lord!"
"No, no. Not you."
I could say that with certainty.
"Your stepping isn't the 'real deal.' You'd step on my cock to turn me on, but women like Charlotte or Nero don't step for that purpose."
"Then why?"
"They're the kind of women who feel pleasure seeing me get excited, seeing me want to devour them."
Correction.
Charlotte is.
"...Nero would probably just hate it. 'Hmm. I'm doing this because it's an order. Tsk.' While saying that, she'd probably step on my cock with her stocking-clad feet more diligently than anyone else."
"Young Lord. Do you actually have a fetish for that sort of thing?"
"What? No. I'm just experiencing all sorts of plays in life. The more I do, the more experience I gain, the closer I get to the ultimate peak."
Wasn't it said that the end of all tuning is the original factory setting?
"The more I try other kinds of sex, the more I realize how precious sex with you is, Laura."
"Young Lord..."
"Still, shall we test how well Laura can step?"
I lay flat on the bed.
"Try stepping on me. If you can make me cum with your feet, I'll creampie you as much as you want today."
"......."
Laura stood over me without any expression.
"......Hmph."
And then.
"A lowly human, how dare you mock this great one?"
"...Oh."
She looked down at me coldly, her brilliant golden eyes sparkling.
"A foolish and dull man with nothing but sex in his head besides having a large cock. Just because I have given you my body, do you doubt my power?"
"That's so hot."
"Really? Ah."
"See?"
Laura's persona crumbled in an instant.
"As soon as I said it was hot, you started grinning. No, no. You're best suited for being pinned under me and whimpering."
"...I can keep going if I want to!"
"Then keep going."
"...Hmph. Such a foolish thing..."
Laura changed her expression again and began to press down on my cock with her foot.
"With nothing but a big cock..."
"I'm good at sex, too."
"...Hmph."
Laura pouted.
"...Ju-Just hurry up and cum. Quickly!"
"......Hmm, you're going to need a lot of practice. Maybe you should go learn from Charlotte—"
Knock, knock, knock.
"Come in."
"Excuse me, Young Lord—"
The maid who entered through the door at the sound of the knock—
"......Tsk."
Nero openly scowled as she saw Laura stepping on me.
"......."
Squelch.
Pre-ejaculate leaked out of me without me even realizing it.
"...What is it?"
"Senior Amy sent me. The information you requested, Young Lord—the information regarding the 'Mermaids'—has arrived."