Chapter 61
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: The Eldest Daughter of House Beatrice: Anal Slave (5)
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On the dawn of the day the Vibrating Stone was shoved into Bianca Beatrice's anus.
—'...'
Bianca, who had been letting out lascivious moans just moments ago, had gone quiet.
Her stamina must have hit rock bottom from the relentless pleasure, causing her to pass out.
I counted her orgasms up to the point she blacked out: three simple climaxes and one continuous one. A new record.
Compared to Lucia or Vivian, who went at least ten times per session, it might seem low, but hitting four anal orgasms—on her very first day, no less—was an impressive feat.
Once I confirmed Bianca was out cold, I tucked the pen behind my ear and unfolded the documents Lucia had prepared.
I'd tasked Lucia with two investigations.
The real reason behind Tristan's injury, and a list of finished products made with the materials he'd bought on the black market.
"Hmm..."
A quick skim showed even Lucia couldn't wrap it all up in a single day. No info on the injury, just Tristan's basic profile and the product list.
...Though calling it a "profile" was a stretch. It was more vague than anything Tristan was actively hiding—just stuff no one had bothered to ask about, the kind he'd probably answer if you did.
'His age is unknown, and he lives alone. That's all stuff I already knew...'
The only noteworthy bits: he lived in a private cabin he'd built away from the professors' dorms, and there was a workshop next to it.
'...A workshop.'
It wasn't unusual for a mage to have their own workshop.
Any mage worth their salt researched personal spells they'd rather keep hidden from prying eyes.
Loreos was the odd one out, crashing at the training grounds every night without even a basic setup.
Still, why build it out there in the boonies?
Carnea Academy had a whole workshop district. He could've just used that.
Security concerns? If so, the district made even more sense—centralized spots had top-tier protections.
'Hmm... That's ambiguous too...'
I tabled the workshop for now and checked the product list. Same issue.
Taken as a whole, the black market materials screamed antidote production.
But swap out a few, and it matched the rumors swirling among students: drugs.
...If Tristan was cooking up narcotics, odds were nine-to-one he was distributing them.
For personal use, it'd be easier to buy straight from the black market than risk getting caught brewing his own.
'Ugh...'
No matter how I turned it over, nothing clicked.
Why would a Carnea professor peddle drugs? Or brew antidotes?
Money was the obvious guess, but Tristan was too frugal for that. No luxuries, just the same threadbare suit every day.
'...Guess I'll have to check it out myself.'
Seemed like the only way to get a read on it.
Not breaking into the workshop, of course. I'd trip every ward the second I crossed the threshold.
Just poke around the perimeter for any traces.
—Tristan investigation.
Locked that in as top priority, then glanced at the clock. Nearly thirty minutes since Bianca conked out.
'Time to get started.'
I brought the pen to my ear just as a torrent of water crashed down.
—Kyaaak!
Bianca shrieked, clearly caught off guard by the sudden shift.
No wonder—after cumming herself senseless, a cold dousing would rattle anyone.
—...Vivian!
—Hiiik...! S-Sorry... ugh... N-No... I'll do it... s-sis... don't watch...
Bianca snapped in full fury, making Vivian flinch. But she pulled herself together quick.
—...Yell all you want... b-but sis, you can't... s-sleep without my... permission...
—...You're insane? You think this'll protect you forever? It's just twenty days! Sure you won't regret it after?
—...Hiiik... aaah... Th-Threats won't work, sis.
I chuckled softly at Vivian's response.
'Not bad.'
She was spooked by Bianca, sure, but still said her piece.
Lucia's watchful eye on her punishment must've terrified her more than her bound sister.
A few more days of this, and Vivian would handle it solo no problem.
'Sleep management's in place now too.'
Appetite, lust, sleep—humanity's big three urges, all under my thumb.
...Assuming it stuck to plan, Bianca wouldn't satisfy a single one without my say-so.
The next evening.
I walked in with food. Fresh bruises dotted Bianca's body.
She was following Lucia's orders to the letter—maybe too eagerly.
"...."
I approached right up to her, but she didn't stir. Drool trickled from her lips as she slept.
Lucia and Vivian kept barging in to wake her, so she had to steal these moments or her body would give out.
Couldn't let her crash forever, though. I gave her earlobe a quick lick.
"Hweeeek!"
Bianca's eyes flew open at the bizarre sensation, bolting upright.
"Evening, senpai. You look half-dead after just one day."
"...What the hell was that?! Why're you here so early?!"
"Early? It's already evening."
"...What? Evening?"
Bianca gawked at me in disbelief.
I flashed a grin.
Right on track.
"Your sense of time's shot. Peek out the window... Oh, right. It's boarded up."
I smirked. She ground her teeth.
"...You little shit... Having fun screwing with me?"
"Best time ever."
We locked eyes in a stare-down until her stomach growled.
"More importantly, hungry, senpai?"
"...Yeah."
"Ta-da! Meat-and-veggie soup today."
I scooped some and held it close. She sniffed, eyes closing as her mouth popped open.
I yanked the spoon back and shoveled it into my own mouth.
"Mmm. Delicious."
"...What? You pranking me?"
"C'mon, you know you gotta beg for it."
"...Haa... Feed me. Happy?"
"Haha, good girl. Bianca's so obedient."
"Don't use my name!"
She fumed, but slurped it down perfectly.
"Choice time today."
Fed her the last of it, then pulled out two jars.
Blue slime on the right, red on the left.
"Lie up there and self-insert for the 'blue slime.' Or I do it, and it's the 'red slime.'"
"...You psycho? Think I'd shove that in myself?"
"Figured. Underestimated you there."
I beamed and shook the red slime jar like mad.
Shlick, shlick, shlick...
The trapped slime went berserk, slamming against the glass in rage.
"Wow... Respect. Willing to take that into your guts? Alright, inserting."
I approached with the jar. Bianca shook her head frantically.
"W-Wait...!"
"What's up? Not chickening out already?"
"You're nuts! Why shake it?!"
"Helps it come out."
"You fucking maniac! Shake it like that, of course it'll freak!"
"Nah. Watch."
I shook the blue jar the same way. Pricey thing barely twitched, staying docile.
"This one's chill."
Red slime thrashing like a demon; blue just mildly wriggling.
Visual gap said it all.
"Haa... Fine, one more shot. Your pick?"
"...Blue."
Sharp as ever—begging for soup or now. One day in, and she got it: resistance was futile.
"Got it. Self-insert it is. Unlocking you now."
Clink-clink—
I released everything but the one wrist cuff chaining her to the rod.
"...."
Bianca stood for the first time in ages, rubbing her wrists with a shocked look—like she never expected release.
She stretched, eyes flicking between me and the door, sparkling.
I cut her off first.
"No funny business. Hate to hurt you, senpai."
"...Won't."
Sure you won't.
I knew she was lying but let it slide.
"Lie there and lift your ass."
"...Why? I said I'd do it myself..."
"Sure, but pulling the plug solo? Tough."
"Eut..."
She bit her lip, then lay flat and popped her pert ass up.
I stroked it, gripped the anal plug's handle, and eased it out carefully.
"Hngt... ah... aa... aaa... ah!"
Pain and pleasure mixed in her cry as the plug popped free with a ponk.
"Good girl."
"Haa... ugh... aaah... y-you... bastard..."
Ignoring her curses even as I helped, I slid fingers into the gaping hole.
"Hnggh... Wh-Why... fingers... in there!"
"Vibrating Stone's still inside."
"Haaak... Th-Then... hurry... nngh..."
Teased her hole a bit, then fished out the slime-drenched stone and showed it off.
"Haa... haa... Wh-Why'd... that take... so long?!"
"Got carried away. Your turn."
"Shut up! Don't need telling!"
Big talk, but her shaky hands betrayed her as she uncapped the blue slime.
She flipped prone again, grabbed her cheeks, and spread wide.
"Damn, not a hair on you."
"Sh-Shut... hiiik... up!"
Squish— squish—
The slime oozed out slow, circling her twitching pink pucker.
"Hng... ha... ngh..."
It wormed in gentle, and sweet moans spilled from her lips.
"Hnggh...! Wh-What... is this... wh-what... haa... it's... different... from before...!"
Shed expected red-slime agony. Blue was all smooth pleasure.
Her ass, already trained from prior orgasms, would force her to feel every bit whether she wanted or not.
I whispered in her twitching ear.
"...Senpai, you cumming from your ass?"
"N-No... way... hngh...! J-Just... a bit... haa... startled..."
"Lies won't save you."
I smiled soft, channeled mana into the pen.
—Hnggh... haa... ah!... Ah...!
—Aaah! Aangh... ha... ah... kgh... aaah...!
Her own lewd cries poured from it. Bianca's face went sheet-white.
I stroked her hair gentle, whispering.
"I've heard you cum... so many times already, senpai."