Misunderstood Rape (1)
I gasped in shock. “A-Alejandra…!?”
The moment I cried out her name, the realization hit me like a thunderbolt.
“Hic…♡”
I was incredibly, absolutely, unbearably, overwhelmingly in heat.
‘W-why?’
But in truth, there were countless ways she could have done it. Even if Alejandra had simply walked in and pinched my nipples, or just pulled out her cock and shoved it under my nose, wouldn’t I have gone into heat anyway? My body was that of a pathetic, weak, pitiful female who could be triggered so easily.
So the important thing wasn’t how she had put me in heat. It was the fact that Alejandra had broken into my room and was about to rape me.
Logically, reflexively, I tried to resist.
But what actually came out of my mouth was—
“N-nooo…♡ Don’t do it…♡”
Even to my own ears, it didn’t sound like a real refusal. It was nothing more than the coy, teasing whine of a female in heat pretending to play hard to get.
Heat. That vicious, absolute, all-consuming heat. It erased thought, trampled reason, and reduced a woman to nothing but a female beast driven solely by the urge to climax and the desperate craving to be used by a male.
I hadn’t even noticed it happening, but after being slapped across the face and having my lower belly relentlessly prodded and poked♡ by her cock, my body had already been pushed far, far past the point of no return.
Yet the part of me that still clung to reason—the part that knew I must not allow this—kept fighting desperately to resist.
My room was supposed to be my final sanctuary. In game terms, a safe zone. A space where I wouldn’t climax unless I touched myself. But if I allowed students to barge in and violate me even here, whenever they pleased… then it wouldn’t matter if it was weekday or weekend, whether I was resting or sleeping. Anyone could walk in at any time and ravage my body.
Most students could overpower me with sheer strength even if I tried to fight back. And even if I somehow could resist, the moment they so much as brushed my nipples, all my strength would drain away, leaving me a pathetic, helpless female once again.
A piece of fruit that could be eaten whenever anyone felt like it. A snack that could be taken out and devoured at any moment.
“Huu…♡ Huuuu…♡♡”
The worst part was this: even though I was imagining a future that was clearly problematic, one that I absolutely had to prevent… my pussy was twitching and clenching around an invisible cock in pure ecstasy.
“Nooo♡ I said nooo♡”
If I allowed this, I would truly be used anytime, literally anytime♡ Was that what I wanted? Did I want to live every single day in a constant state of fearful, excited anticipation—wondering if the door would suddenly burst open while I was sleeping, rolling around in bed, or even studying—and be taken on the spot?!
The answer my body gave to that question seemed to be a resounding ‘Yes♡’.
I was still wearing the lewd maid outfit I had worn last night while serving Trisha, Eladriel, and Laia, along with the coat Parin had given me. Alejandra grabbed the top of the outfit—which barely covered my breasts—and yanked it upward in one rough motion.
“What do you mean, no? You’re this soaked in heat already.”
Her fingers brushed across my nipple. It wasn’t even proper caressing. Real nipple play involved slowly stroking the surrounding skin to build up sensitivity, teasing the areola until it ached with need, and only then finally touching the nipple itself. But even with that simple, crude stimulation—
“H-hiiiik!?♡”
A bolt of pleasure shot through my nerves from my nipple, electrifying the back of my neck and piercing straight into my brain. I let out a pathetic moan.
“W-wait♡ I said no…!”
“No?”
Alejandra raised her hand.
“What do you mean, no!!”
She slapped me across the face.
It was the same as before—light slaps followed by one hard strike. But from my perspective, it was sudden violence. My vision flashed white, and my head snapped to the side.
“…?”
What… just happened?
I— Alejandra had slapped me. And not lightly. Hard enough for stars to burst in front of my eyes.
It wasn’t the first time I had experienced physical violence while serving the students. Their extreme male lust, combined with their possessiveness, exclusivity, and jealousy toward me, had led to them laying hands on me several times already. The first week had been the worst. Some students hadn’t just hit me—they had bitten me hard, especially the demon students whose instincts had been triggered.
So being slapped while in heat wasn’t new. But this was the first time it had happened while I was completely sober, without any hypnosis.
“…?”
For a brief moment, my face went completely slack. It must have looked like a girl lost in a daydream about the person she loved.
Then, the next instant—
“Hik♡”
My shoulders trembled violently. A shiver started at the base of my tailbone, racing up my spine all the way to the top of my head. Everywhere it passed, it left behind a spreading heat. Through my lumbar vertebrae, it burned in my belly. Through my thoracic vertebrae, it set my heart and lungs on fire. Through my cervical vertebrae, it filled my mouth. And finally, it engulfed my entire head and brain.
A tingling, spicy, sweet heat.
“H-hihit♡”
Pleasure and pain mixed together. I no longer knew what expression to make, so my tongue lolled out stupidly.
Watching me, a similar—but completely opposite—shiver spread through Alejandra’s body.
How can a face be this beautiful? How can a face be this lovable?
The emotions she felt for me suddenly exploded inside her, completely out of control.
The Northern Princess grabbed me by the collar of my ridiculous maid outfit and yanked my head upward.
“Ah—♡”
She silenced my moan with her own lips.
Our tongues met. They were sticky and burning hot. My mouth tasted sweetly of me. She drank it all in, then poured her own saliva into me instead. I swallowed obediently, like a baby bird accepting food, my throat working with soft, wet gulps.
My breathing grew ragged.
With a wet pop, Alejandra pulled her lips away. Still holding me up by the collar, she whispered my name.
“Gyeoul….”
She couldn’t hold back anymore. She devoured my mouth again.
Anyone who knew Alejandra—whether up close or from afar—thought of her as a cold person. But that was only her surface. In reality, she possessed both a fragile and an intensely passionate side. Her position as a princess, the next heir to a great kingdom whose history far predated its absorption into the empire, had forced her to hide her softer nature completely.
Yet the eroticism of sadism and masochism had the power to forge an intense psychological bond. Once she had revealed this side of herself to me, it only made sense that she no longer needed to hide anything else.
On the surface, her sudden display of affection seemed abrupt. But if one understood the deeper context, it all made perfect sense.
“Haa…”
She pulled away from the kiss again and released my collar. This time, she cupped my cheeks gently with both hands, as if my face were the most precious thing in the world and she couldn’t bear not to hold it.
“Gyeoul.”
She whispered my name again, rolling the syllables on her tongue as if savoring their taste. As if she were tasting me. It felt like the prelude to a romantic confession.
But instead, Alejandra shoved her cock into my mouth.
Into the very mouth she had just filled with love and saliva.
“Suck it♡”
Was it a merciless command? A plea from someone who loved me? Or both?
Either way, I couldn’t say a word. I simply stared at her cock in a daze. My face was filled with deep confusion.
Because although I had sucked cocks with my mouth before, taken them deep into my throat, serviced them with my lips, and even had my throat used as a pussy—many, many times—
I had never once done any of it while fully conscious, without hypnosis.
Even during the time when my lower body had been numbed with sensory block magic, my mouth had remained an exception.
So right now, for the very first time, I stood at a crossroads: whether to kiss a cock with a completely clear mind.
But thinking that I was even standing at a crossroads was itself a delusion.
Whether it was an order or a request, I could not refuse anything Alejandra asked of me.
My body, throbbing with heat, had already been eagerly waiting to obey the commands of the one who had given it such sweet torment. And my kind, love-starved true nature could never refuse the plea of someone who had poured so much affection onto me.
The only question left was when.
And Alejandra did not rush me.
She already knew.
Simply holding her cock in front of my face like this was more than enough.
“Haa… haa…♡”
My breathing grew rougher.
“Sniff♡ Sluurp… huuuuuh…♡ Haah♡ Sniff… sniff sniff…♡”
My nose flared greedily toward the cock right in front of me, desperately seeking its thick, masculine scent.
“Sniff sniff… haa♡ Huu…♡ Sluuuuurp… haaaah♡”
Finally, my mouth opened.
At first it was just slack, simply trying to breathe more deeply.
But it didn’t take long before it opened wide enough to accept Alejandra’s glans.
“Ah…♡”
Between my parted lips, the glistening, saliva-filled interior of my red mouth was clearly visible.