Cattle Registration (8)
The inside of the iron cage was still thick with cold, damp air. Yuriathenes knelt on the floor, staring down at the ground. The aftershocks of the forced orgasms that had just ravaged her still lingered throughout her body. The insides of her thighs trembled faintly, and her breathing had yet to settle.
Karsen stood before the iron bars, looking down at her. He observed her in silence for a long moment before finally speaking in a low, dry voice.
Yuriathenes’s eyelids twitched faintly.
Those words felt different from any command she had heard before. The previous declarations of her status as cattle had felt like they were being thrown into empty air. But this was different. The fact that she had to address the living man standing before her as “Master” pressed heavily on her chest.
The Iron-Blooded Empress. The emperor of the Elysium Empire. To call a mere trainer “Master.” This kind of submission was unlike any humiliation she had anticipated.
She remained silent for a moment. Her lips parted slightly, then closed again repeatedly. Karsen watched her, then slowly raised his hand.
Yuriathenes’s body stiffened instantly. She clenched her teeth. This is just an act. Nothing more.
But in the end, a low, trembling voice echoed inside the cage.
The moment the word left her lips, she felt her chest sink heavily. She had killed countless enemies and executed countless traitors, but this kind of submission was entirely new. It didn’t feel like simple obedience. It felt like she was directly denying her own identity.
Karsen nodded. Yet instead of satisfaction, a cold anticipation flickered across his expression.
He continued in a low voice.
Yuriathenes’s eyes shook violently. She opened her mouth on instinct.
Before she could finish, the chastity belt and nipple clamps began vibrating intensely at the same time. Her body shuddered violently. Already hypersensitive, even the slightest stimulation hit her hard. Her nipples vibrated while trapped in the clamps, and the magic stone in the chastity belt pressed firmly against her clitoris.
“Ugh……! Haa……!!”
Yuriathenes clenched her teeth and trembled. Karsen looked down at her with a cold voice.
Yuriathenes lowered her head and breathed raggedly. Until now, uttering the word “emperor” had been the most natural thing in the world. Now, even speaking it aloud was forbidden. That realization began to weigh even more heavily on her chest.
Karsen watched her reaction for a moment before slowly lowering his hand. The vibrations from the chastity belt and nipple clamps subsided, but the empress’s body still trembled faintly.
His voice was low.
Yuriathenes lifted her head. A spark of resistance still lingered in her crimson eyes, but Karsen continued with an expressionless face.
The empress gritted her teeth. But her body was already reacting to the stimulation. In a trembling voice, she began.
“I am…… the Iron-Blooded cattle.”
Her voice was small and monotone. Karsen showed no reaction. He simply moved his fingers to adjust the intensity of the stimulation.
One of the assistant trainers stepped behind her and gently lifted her waist. Another trainer cupped her breasts and began slowly kneading them. As the declarations continued, the assistant trainers’ touches grew bolder. They stroked the insides of her thighs and her waist, coaxing reactions from her body.
The empress clenched her teeth and continued the declarations. But her voice remained emotionless, and her attitude stayed formal.
Karsen looked down at her and spoke quietly.
When he moved his fingers, the vibrations from the chastity belt and nipple clamps grew even stronger. The assistant trainers’ touches became more insistent. The empress’s body shuddered violently.
She caught her breath and tried once more. This time she lowered her voice and tried to make it sound as sincere as possible. But her voice still trembled, and that only deepened her shame.
After the third declaration, Karsen spoke for the first time.
He signaled the assistant trainers. Instantly, the vibrations from the chastity belt and nipple clamps intensified noticeably. The trainers’ hands grew even more relentless. They held her body firmly in place so she couldn’t twist away.
Yuriathenes gritted her teeth. Her body was already nearing its limit. With the first declaration, an intense wave of pleasure threatened to crash over her. She instinctively curled her hips, clenching her teeth in an effort to endure.
“I am…… the Iron-Blooded cattle……!”
Her voice shook.
Even as she made the declaration, she tried with all her strength to suppress the climax. But her already sensitive body easily betrayed her will. The first orgasm hit.
“……Khh……!!”
She tightened her waist and swallowed her moan. Her body shook uncontrollably, but she tried desperately to hold on until the end. Yet every time Karsen disliked her declaration, he moved his fingers. The chastity belt’s vibrations grew even stronger.
“……Hngh……!”
The second declaration. The second orgasm. This one struck even harder. Yuriathenes clawed at the floor, hips clenched tight. Tears welled in her eyes. She squeezed the words out through gritted teeth.
“I am…… the Iron-Blooded cattle……!”
The third declaration. The third orgasm. This time she couldn’t hold back. Her body convulsed violently, and clear fluids leaked through the chastity belt. Yuriathenes bit down hard, eyes glistening with tears.
……What…… is this……
A ridiculous thought filled her mind. The emperor herself, on all fours on the cage floor, declaring herself “cattle” and climaxing because of it. And that bastard kept pushing her further.
The fourth declaration. The fourth orgasm.
“……Ugh……! Haa……!!”
Her voice was nearly sobbing now as she continued the declarations. Even after the fifth, Karsen remained unsatisfied. By the time the fifth orgasm came, her waist could no longer support her and sagged downward. She pressed her hands against the floor, desperately trying to hold herself up.
The sixth declaration. The sixth orgasm.
“……Haang……!!”
This time a moan escaped. Yuriathenes shed tears as she clenched her teeth. She no longer had any confidence she could endure another climax. Every time Karsen rejected her declaration, her body reacted, and the harder she tried to hold back, the stronger the orgasms became.
The seventh declaration. The seventh orgasm.
“……Ugh……! Haa……!!”
Her arms gave out and her upper body tilted as if she would collapse onto the floor. She held on with gritted teeth, but her mind was already growing hazy.
Karsen looked down at her and spoke in a low voice.
The empress’s body stiffened for a moment.
“……What……?”
Karsen spoke coldly.
With tears shimmering in her eyes, the empress opened her trembling lips.
“I am…… Master’s…… Iron-Blooded cattle…… hngh……!!”
At that moment, another orgasm crashed over her. Her body convulsed violently and she collapsed completely onto the floor.
Karsen looked down at her and, for the first time, let a faint smile cross his lips.
He turned away. The assistant trainers followed him out of the cage. After the iron door slammed shut, cold silence once again filled the cage.
Yuriathenes remained on all fours on the floor, breathing raggedly. Even after Karsen left, she couldn’t move for a long time. Her body still trembled faintly, and the cold sensation of the chastity belt and nipple clamps clung to her skin.
She slowly pushed her upper body up. Her platinum hair, soaked with sweat, stuck to her shoulders and back. The cage was dark, the floor cold. She had been left completely alone, naked, inside it.
“……Haa…… Haa……”
Yuriathenes clenched her teeth. For the first time, she had remained conscious without passing out. That fact only made her feel more miserable. Before, the pain and pleasure had let her lose consciousness and return to reality. But now she couldn’t. She had to close her own eyes and fall asleep.
She slowly lay down on the floor. The cold prison floor seeped into her back and thighs. The realization that she had been left here alone, naked, weighed heavily on her chest.
She raised her arms to hug her breasts. But the moment her hands touched them, the nipple clamps reacted faintly and sent another jolt of stimulation through her.
“……Ugh……”
Yuriathenes gritted her teeth and lowered her hands. She found her current appearance unbearably shameful. The woman who had once ruled an empire as the Iron-Blooded Empress was now lying naked on a cage floor, wearing nothing but a chastity belt and clamps.
That truth sliced sharply through her pride.
She closed her eyes. But sleep did not come easily. Her body remained hypersensitive, and the cold metal of the chastity belt pressed against her skin. She tried shifting her position to make herself even slightly more comfortable, but every movement only made the belt and clamps stimulate her more clearly.
“……In a place like this……”
Yuriathenes muttered quietly. Her voice was thick with rage and helplessness.
“We…… have to lie here naked…… in a place like this……”
She clenched her teeth. But her body was already exhausted beyond measure. The repeated forced orgasms and declarations had pushed both her mind and body to their limits.
She closed her eyes and forced herself to steady her breathing. To return to reality, she had to sleep. Even though she knew that, she couldn’t fall asleep easily. The cold floor, her nakedness, the cold metal attached to her body—none of it would let her go.
In the end, Yuriathenes clenched her teeth, closed her eyes, and struggled to force her exhausted body into sleep.