Even a Lamia Is a Beast After All
"Come along, Roen. Let's go get you changed."
"Ngggh..."
Echidna headed toward Roen's bedroom with a beaming smile. Roen's bedroom wardrobe was filled with clothes she rarely wore. In the beginning, she had bought a plethora of revealing outfits from the markets of the Desert City or begged Echidna to buy them, foolishly planning to use them to seduce her. Of course, ever since Echidna's frequent sleep-rapes had heightened her body's overall sensitivity, Roen had tried her best to behave modestly, wearing nothing but sensible trousers...
"Like I said earlier, I'm the one who decides what you wear when we go out, okay?"
"Y-Yes... of course..."
Exhausted to her very bones, Roen didn't have the energy to care. When Echidna was prone to ravishing her until she fainted from sheer pleasure whenever the mood struck, did it really matter what she wore outside? If it meant securing even a brief moment of respite, Roen was more than willing to sell her future to buy her present peace. Of course, that present peace never lasted quite as long as she hoped.
"Maybe you should wear this? A completely sheer, see-through outfit that exposes your entire pussy, just to show everyone that you're mine?"
"Echidna...?"
"Hmm? What is it?"
"A-Aren't you... the Sage of the Desert?"
"I am. What of it?"
"No, that's not what I mean..."
The words slipping from Echidna's mouth as she rummaged through the wardrobe were far from ordinary. Expose my pussy to show everyone I'm hers...? Roen was utterly flabbergasted. Was this really the kind of language that should come from the mouth of the world-renowned Sage of the Desert?
"It's a common practice among the desert nobility. Kings and Sultans often parade their personal bitches in front of their subjects as a form of public exposure."
"B-Bitch? But you said I was your wife..."
"Yes, you are my wife."
Roen questioned her, deeply unsettled by the word 'bitch' which made her doubt her own ears, but Echidna confidently reaffirmed her status.
"Isn't the role of a 'wife' originally to be a broodmare for the continuation of the species, while also serving as a trophy to show off to competitors?"
"Huh...?"
To Echidna, this was simply common sense. The Sultans and kings of the desert often paraded their concubines and playthings around to display their authority. Public sex and sexual harassment were merely tools to achieve this. For humans, such public exposure was usually a niche kink or deviant behavior born from wealthy elites who had grown numb to ordinary pleasures.
But for Echidna, it was different. To beasts, possessing a submissive female was a way to assert dominance over competitors who had failed to secure one. They had evolved to derive psychological pleasure from mocking inferior species whose lineages were doomed to end.
"S-So... since I... I can't act as a broodmare... you want to do this in a p-public... place...?"
Overcome by a rare wave of terror, Roen began to stammer. She had never been a fan of extreme, hardcore play. While she had risked her life to protect women she wanted to woo, she had never dragged an unwilling woman into the public eye to force herself on her. She had been a gentlemanly top, after all. But Echidna and Roen belonged to entirely different species. She had vaguely thought of Echidna as gentle, but now she realized that because they couldn't reproduce, Echidna's wild instincts were manifesting in a different, twisted direction. Shivering with deep dread, Roen began to tremble.
"T-This is a bit..."
It was only natural to feel terrified. Echidna was more than capable of forcing her way, regardless of whether Roen protested. One only had to look at her powerful telekinesis to know that. Frankly, even if Echidna stripped Roen naked, flipped her upside down, and paraded her around the world, Roen would have no way to resist.
"I-I don't think... this is right..."
And so, Roen trembled. Like a rabbit cornered by a venomous snake, she shook uncontrollably. Yet, Echidna had no intention of letting her go. Turning away from the wardrobe, her serpentine lower half slithered toward Roen, coiling tightly around her body to block any escape before bringing her face close.
How adorable.
Even as Roen shook like a leaf in sheer terror, Echidna found her utterly darling. In a way, it was almost amusing.
As if I'm doing this because you can't reproduce. Silly girl.
This was driven purely by Echidna's own sexual values and desires. After all, what was the point of having such a beautiful wife if she couldn't show her off? The people in the Desert City were just passing faces she would see once and never again. Since they were heading to the city to gather alchemy ingredients anyway, she might as well satisfy her desire to show off her prize.
Besides, you're already pregnant. I suppose because I did it while you were asleep, you have no idea and are worrying about useless things.
Echidna didn't even care about the logic behind Roen's panic; she simply focused on the fact that Roen was worried about her inability to get pregnant. Even for different species, could their thought processes really be this misaligned? If Roen could peer into Echidna's mind, she would have fled in absolute horror...
"What do you mean, 'not right,' Roen?"
"Mmmph... ah... *slurp*..."
As Echidna forced Roen's mouth open with her fingers and slid her tongue inside, a cruel irony played out: Roen's terror began to melt away, replaced by a deep flush on her cheeks. Her lower lips began to slick with wetness, and the fear engraved in her mind was instantly painted over with pleasure. It took only a single moment.
"Everyone does this, you know. Why else do people marry? Why do they have children? Isn't it all to show off what they've achieved to the inferior masses? I want to show you off to all those lesser creatures crawling out there. Have some confidence, Roen. You're the one I chose."
"No, how is confidence going to—ahnn..."
How is confidence supposed to solve this? Roen tried to protest, but with her clothes half-off, Echidna's fingers suddenly slid deep inside her pussy. Shuddering from the sudden intrusion, Roen clung tightly to Echidna. Two fingers had slipped inside at once, yet Roen's pussy welcomed them without the slightest resistance, clamping down so hard on Echidna's knuckles that it felt as if she might bite them off. She truly possessed an exquisite, masterfully trained body.
"That's it, Roen. No matter what I do, you just have to stay quietly in my arms. It's a simple role, isn't it?"
"Ah... I-I get it... please... just... put some clothes on me..."
Roen was driven to the brink of madness. She had no idea what Echidna planned to do to her outside, but she desperately needed to wear something. Only with clothes on would Echidna feel even a shred of restraint before shoving her fingers or tail inside her. In her current state—with her automatic-door pussy that swung wide open at the slightest touch—she couldn't resist anything Echidna did. She needed to cover herself with some fabric, any fabric...
"Here, this looks perfect, Roen."
"Huh...?"
"What? You don't like it?"
"U-Um... what about... panties...?"
"Do you really need them? Why? I'm going to be touching your pussy while we're out anyway. It'll just get in the way."
"Ah... haha... n-no, it's fine... yes..."
Without a change in her expression, Echidna held out the garment commonly known as the Pelvic Curtain. It was a bizarre piece of clothing consisting of gold chains woven together with two strips of cloth draped vertically over the pelvis and buttocks to barely cover the pussy and anus. Roen had worn it a few times in her past life, but even then, she had worn underwear beneath it... Echidna, however, wouldn't even allow her that luxury now, claiming it would only get in the way of her fingers.
"What are you waiting for? Put it on."
"Y-Yes..."
Still, Roen couldn't remember the last time she had worn a single scrap of fabric today. She desperately wanted to cover herself, and thinking that even this was better than nothing, she slipped it on. She fastened the accompanying ornaments one by one, and next...
"And this."
"Ah..."
"What? You don't like it?"
"N-No, I do!"
She put on a sheer, fluttering breast-wrap that looked like something a Greek goddess might wear. Naturally, the fabric over the chest wasn't thick at all, clearly outlining her nipples, which had grown erect from their recent kiss. It was an outfit designed purely for exhibitionism.
"And... this too!"
"A veil...?"
"Yep! I don't want anyone else looking at your face. This beautiful face is for my eyes only. Right?"
"Ahaha..."
So she's fine with parading my body around like a common slut, but she wants to keep my face to herself? Echidna handed her a matching veil set to cover her face and mouth. Once Roen finished putting it on—
Snap.
With a sharp click of her fingers, Echidna activated her telekinesis.
"Ah...?"
"Now, let's go."
With a cheerful hum, Echidna slithered out of the villa, guiding the floating Roen along with her. Roen's mind reeled. This meant Echidna intended to use her body to satisfy her lust all the way to the Great City.