Instilling Male Supremacy in a Weak Man — Completing His Education Through Push and Pull
"You—hey. Tone it down, would you? I don't care what you do at night, but calling me out like this in broad daylight? Have some restraint."
Hans might not stand out, but I do. If anyone caught on to what we were doing, what then? Even as I said it, Hans couldn't have cared less about my worries.
"But you're my toilet fiancée, Mina. You're supposed to listen to your fiancé. Don't tell me you've got your priorities mixed up?"
"...Since you brought it up... haaah. You're getting the wrong idea, aren't you? I—I'm your toilet, not your toy. Cut it out with these weird little games."
I'd steeled myself to say it, but of course Hans wasn't listening.
"Lower your hips. Slowly."
"Nngh!"
It was infuriating, but I couldn't disobey my toilet fiancé. Following his order, I slowly bent my knees—already spread into an O—and lowered my hips. The two fingers Hans held upright in the air sank into my pussy.
"Hhkkuuuhh... nnh, nnghhuuuhhh..."
"That's it, that's it. Deeper, a little deeper... Stop right there!"
My pussy, which had been devouring Hans's fingers, froze with a twitch. So close. Just a little deeper and...
"Now lift your hips and pull off my fingers."
"W-what the hell is even the point of this?"
"It's a measurement. Figuring out how much stimulation it takes for the current you to climax, and exactly how deep your weak spot is. I just confirmed you're right on the edge. I can tell from the way your pussy's twitching."
"N-no I'm not? I don't feel anywhere close to coming. What would you know about my body? Don't be ridiculous."
The fingers that had almost slipped free of my pussy snapped upward and stabbed my G-spot.
"Hhkkuuuuuhhh!!! Oh, ohoh, ohooooooh♥"
—Psssshhhhhhhhh!!!—
"Ahahaha. Same as always—that squirt was insanely intense. Mina, you're a toilet, not a fountain. What's a toilet doing pissing everywhere?"
I-it was so humiliating. What was so damn funny? Why was this bastard laughing like that! Granted—granted, I'd been putting on airs and then had my pussy's weak spot exposed in a single shot, so I supposed I couldn't blame him for finding it hilarious!
"You've gotten completely used to my body by now, haven't you? How about we wrap up this arrangement and you officially accept my proposal?"
"D-don't be an idiot. You still don't measure up. Work harder, become a man I wouldn't be ashamed to marry, and then propose again."
"Hmph."
Hans's fingers slid out of my pussy. The empty, cool sensation nearly made my legs give out, but I gritted my teeth and held on. A woman's pride, that's what it was.
"You don't actually plan on marrying me, do you? You've been putting it off this whole tiiime. Aren't I a pretty damn fine man by now? The kind who can make you happy every single night?"
"A-a man isn't just about what he does at night. That's only a fraction of it. Look at you right now. ...slurp, schlck, haah—you can't even wipe your own fingers, so you're making me clean them with my tongue? This is exactly why you'll never amount to anything. Schlck, schlck♥"
Hans almost always made me clean his fingers—smeared with my own pussy juices—with my mouth. Wasn't that just like a little kid?!
"...I wonder. Maybe I should try a rape-marriage with another girl in the village? Like Ellis next door."
"H-haaaaaah?!!???"
Th-this bastard—what the hell was he saying!??
"Hey, you! Have you lost your mind? What kind of bullshit is that? You're going to put your hands on another girl when you have me? Are you insane?"
"W-why are you getting so mad? I can just try it, can't I? What was it she said... Astera told me. A man should sample as many pussies as he can, so he can figure out exactly what he likes. So I figured I'd give it a shot."
"Don't you dare!"
For the first time in a long while, I screamed at Hans with genuine fury. Hans, perhaps slipping back into old habits, faced me with that same cowering expression he used to wear.
"Have you actually gone insane? Who do you think I am?! I'm your fiancée! You've got a perfectly good fiancée right here, and you're standing there talking about putting your hands on other girls? Since when did you get so full of yourself, huh?!"
I jabbed a finger at him, not holding back in the slightest. Of course I was pissed! I was the most beautiful girl in this village. You'd be hard-pressed to find a girl as pretty as me even if you went looking in another village entirely. And here I was, actually serving as his fiancée—and he had his eye on other girls!? If I didn't stamp this out early, he'd definitely pick up a nasty habit.
Thinking that, I tried to seize a clear emotional upper hand over Hans... I tried.
But Hans wasn't quite the same Hans as before.
"...What?"
The answer I never could have imagined left my mind completely blank. Me calling off the engagement would have made sense. That had been my plan from the start. But—but Hans calling it off with me? That... that wasn't supposed to be possible, was it?
"Honestly, I've been thinking about it for a while. You've got no intention of actually marrying me, and you've just been stringing me along under the title of toilet fiancée. Astera said I shouldn't let myself get dragged around by a woman who doesn't even care. This works out perfectly."
"W-wait a second. I think you've lost your mind."
"We're done. It's over. I was getting tired of your pussy anyway, so this is fine. You're happy about it too, right? You never wanted to marry a loser like me in the first place."
Hans even said it with a look of relief, like a toothache he'd been nursing had finally been pulled.
"So now, no matter which girl I rape-marry, it's none of your business, right? Perfect. We're both free now."
"Hey, hey! Hans... w-wait."
Hans didn't wait. He turned his back on me as if he truly had no lingering attachment left, and walked away, leaving me behind. And for a full week after that, he didn't come looking for me. He didn't even try to say a single word.
The night, one week after the toilet engagement was dissolved.
I went to Hans's house.
"What's this about? Showing up at my house when I didn't even call for you."
"...Does it really matter? We used to hang out like this all the time, didn't we?"
"Let's see, how many years ago was that? By the time your chest started growing, you'd already stopped talking to me first."
"...Aren't you going to let me in?"
"Hmm~ barging in without any notice is a bit of a problem."
In the old days, Hans would have been desperately trying to usher me inside the moment he saw me. But that Hans was gone now.
"Well, fine. You can come in."
Permission was granted. I had become someone who needed Hans's permission just to enter. How humiliating.
"What's your business?"
Hans asked about my business right off the bat, as if he'd throw me out the second I was done.
"...You don't seem like you've laid a hand on any other girls in the village. Didn't you say you were going to rape-marry Ellis?"
"Hmm~ I was thinking about it, yeah. But I just couldn't work up the motivation. So I'm putting it off until next time. I started wondering if I even need to rush into marriage. I've got Astera for taking care of my sex drive anyway."
There it was again—that bitch Astera's name. It made me want to throw up, but I didn't let it show.
"Good. Then this works out perfectly."
Because it wasn't too late for everything.
"I'll marry you. The thought of a girl like Ellis getting rape-married by a man like you is just too pitiful. I'll take the sacrifice. What the nobles call noblesse oblige? Something like that."
"I don't want to."
Three syllables. A clean, crisp rejection.
I was shocked. What shocked me was that some corner of my heart had already been prepared for the possibility of being turned down. Having the toilet engagement called off had been an unimaginable shock—but having my proposal rejected now... that had been within the realm of what I could picture.
"I don't really see a reason to marry you at this point, Mina. You'd just nag me even after the wedding. I'll marry some other pussy, so stay out of it. Hell, I don't even need to get married. I can make as many usable pussies as I want."
Hans jabbed a finger at me and declared it without a shred of ambiguity.
"I've got nothing more to say to you. Get out."
"......"
I think I'd had a premonition of this from the moment I started walking toward Hans's house. There was no other way I could have moved so naturally.
I dropped to my knees before Hans—the man who had been my fiancé—and bowed my head to the floor.
"Ahh, this is a problem. When you show me such a pitiful face, it makes me go soft. How far are you planning to push me?"
Hans scolded me without so much as a hint of surprise at my sudden outburst.
"You treated me like an idiot this whole time, and now you want to flip it around? Isn't that just a little too nasty?"
"I have nothing to say in my defense. I'll do anything, so please—please take back what you said about throwing me away. I beg you."
Hans flipped up my skirt. My pale white ass was exposed to the cool air.
"Hahaha, looks like you came here all ready for it. No underwear, and you're already this soaked. You whore!"
Hans's—no, Master Hans's—palm stamped itself across my ass.
—Pssshhhh!!—
"Huh? Did you just squirt from getting your ass spanked? Seems like you got even more of a pervert while I wasn't touching you."
"I-I'm sorry. E-ever since Master Hans stopped touching me, I've been masturbating every single day. But—but I just couldn't get my body to stop trembling... The moment Master Hans's grace touched me, everything I'd been holding back just burst..."
"...Wow. That's actually incredible. Astera was right after all. She told me to try playing hard to get, so I did—and the effect's even bigger than I expected."
Master Hans marveled again, bringing up Astera's name. Even when she wasn't here, that woman still had his attention—and my jealousy swelled.
"Raise your ass."
"...!! Y-yes!"
Master Hans had given an order! I immediately planted both legs and my head like the legs of a tripod and hiked my ass up as high as it would go. Into that raised ass, he shoved his cock.
"Nnh, kkuooooooohh...!!"
The deeper Master Hans's cock pushed into my pussy, the harder my whole body trembled. This was real pleasure—something my lonely masturbation couldn't even touch the tip of. The moment his cock was fully swallowed, buried to the hilt—
—Psssshhhhhhh!!!—
—my pussy squirted all over again.
"Ah, again, again~ isn't Mina's pussy just way too cheap? What am I supposed to do when you spray pussy juice all over the place like this? This isn't even a toilet. You're the toilet, remember? You'd better keep that straight."
"I-I'm sor... I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"You're cleaning all of this up, got it? Oh, and from now on, don't you dare open your mouth about me touching other girls. Understand?"
"O-of course. Of course! A-a toilet like me, talking back... I'm truly sorry!"
"That's more like it."
Master Hans rocked his hips—smack! smack! smack!—ravaging my pussy as if rewarding an obedient toilet.
I was so happy♥ Standing above other people, being admired, being loved—none of it came close to being a toilet bowl stuffed full of this cock♥
How could this be.
"Aaaah! Thank you for your mercy, Master Hans! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
Giving thanks for Master Hans's vast and profound mercy, I plunged into the most intense climax I had ever felt. The climax of savoring the joy of submission—that was a happiness beyond comparison with anything else.