Are You Telling Me to Commit Bestiality?
1.
Hwiik!
The moment the door opened, Valenti threw the blanket over herself at lightning speed.
"You have worked hard, Master. And you as well, Commander Valenti-nim."
"Wh-what, all of a sudden? You startled me..."
"I was just on my way back from delivering a report to His Majesty by communication."
Ah.
I'd been so lost in the moment that I forgot.
The sex I'd just had with Valenti had, in the end, started because of Father's trial too.
"And Commander-nim?"
"Ah, well..."
"She has fainted, I see. I expected as much. When you first taught me what copulation meant, I, too, did not regain consciousness for half a day."
...She just looks like she's hiding out of embarrassment, though.
"Why didn't you wait in the room..."
"Because she seemed to be waiting for word on the results report."
Dalkak.
Just as I tried to raise myself from the bed, Elena closed the door and approached.
"Hold on. Why the door?"
"Did I not promise you? That once you returned from satisfying Valenti-nim, you would be free to use my body as you wished."
That's certainly welcome news, but...
The place is far too unsuitable for it, is what I'm saying.
"Commander-nim's vaginal secretions have started to dry and crust."
Looking down at my limp cock, Elena murmured in a low voice.
And then.
Chyuup.
She began cleaning my cock—still wet with Valenti's love juice—with her mouth.
"H-hold on...!"
No matter how legendary a womanizer I am, getting a blowjob from another woman right beside the woman I'd just slept with is—
"Ith there an uncomphortable plathe?"
(Is there somewhere uncomfortable?)
"...No. It feels good."
Maybe it isn't such a bad experience after all.
Pong!
Pushed out by the pressure of Elena's lips, my erect cock sprang free like a spring.
"Now you may ravish me as much as you like, in any way you wish."
"...L-let's go back to our lodging and..."
"How strange."
Tilting her head slightly, Elena climbed onto the bed, unhurried.
"This is not like you, Master."
Kku-uk, kkuk.
Straddling me, she began rubbing my glans against her cunt.
"H-hold on! So suddenly..."
"There is no problem. As you requested, Master, I keep my vagina perpetually wet so that copulation is possible at any time, without distinction of time or place."
That's not what I'm worried about right now.
Jjil-kkeok.
"......!"
In the end, having taken me fully inside her just like that, Elena began to rock her hips back and forth with practiced skill.
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Jjigeok, jjigeok.
"Which shall I prepare first? As you previously requested, do you wish to finish once on each part—starting with my hair, then behind the ears, the face, the mouth, the armpits, between the breasts and underneath them, the groin, the backs of the knees, the soles of the feet, the anus, and the vulva?"
"I never said anything like tha—"
Well, I did, but still.
"Or, you mentioned wanting to put a leash on my naked body and take a stroll through the capital's bustling streets in broad daylight while copulating doggy-style—shall I schedule that for tomorrow morning?"
"E-enough...! Th-this is plenty...!"
I'd worked so hard to build up a likable image with slick words, and yet...
Elena, thanks to you just now, every last bit of it has come crashing down.
Jjigeok, jjigeok.
Unaware of my feelings, Elena kept rocking her hips on top of me, her face utterly expressionless.
"How was it, copulating with Valenti-nim?"
"It was go—good... just..."
"Do you deem her suitable as a bride candidate?"
She's right there listening to all of it...!
Jjigeok, jjigeok.
"W-why would you ask something like that..."
"I ask because I was concerned. When Commander Valenti-nim was brought up as a bride candidate, you said, 'I have no need for a woman like that.'"
"W-when did I ever...!"
Jjigeok, jjigeok.
Beginning to rock her hips even faster, Elena looked down at me coldly and kept spitting out useless words.
"You called the Commander-nim a 'fucking terrifying bitch' and a 'crazy bitch,' Master. As far as I can tell, those are all negative terms."
"V-Valenti...? I—I never had thoughts like that, not even in my dreams!"
"Did you not say, Master, that what the Commander-nim lacks is not 'a place to lean on' but 'basic decency'?"
"......"
At this rate...
At this rate, I will definitely lose my life to Valenti's sword.
"'I'll burst the Commander-nim's cunt water and put it to use as the Imperial Palace garden fountain,' you said..."
I had to seize the initiative at once and shut that psychopath's mouth.
Teol-sseok.
Right then, I laid her down and began pounding her in the missionary position.
Pang! Pang! Pang!
"Enough with the useless talk—just clench that cunt...!"
"Yes. I am squeezing with the strongest possible pressure."
Even with Valenti lying right beside us, buried under the blanket, the piston thrusting began hard enough to make the bed creak.
Even in the middle of this crisis, why on earth was my body so obedient to its instincts?
"Shall I prepare to receive it in my mouth?"
"No... Just—inside...!"
"Understood, Master."
Kkwa-ak.
At my signal, Elena wrapped both legs around my waist.
At the same time, she pulled me in and let me go, rocking her hips in time with my rhythm.
Byu-reut, byu-reut!
A full load, deep inside.
I emptied out every leftover dreg of semen that had remained after I'd spilled into Valenti's cunt earlier.
Ppu-uk, ppu-uk.
"The amount is less than usual—ah, right, it hadn't been long since you last finished."
I gently shoved Elena aside as she wrung the remaining semen out with her cunt.
"...... That's about enough. Let's go..."
After picking up my clothes and dressing, I pushed Elena's back and left the room.
"......"
All the while feeling Valenti's piercing gaze.
2.
Pang! Pang! Pang!
"Fuck, that Val-bitch...! Strutting around all high and mighty yesterday, and now in morning sex she can't hold out for even a moment, screaming at her climax...!"
"It is just about time to set out, Master."
"...Yeah. I think I'm about to shoot, so..."
"Then I shall squeeze even harder."
Byu-reut, byu-reut!
The day, which had begun with Elena's wake-up-call cunt, was hardly all that refreshing.
The first reason being that if I ran into Valenti on my way out of the lodging, I would absolutely be murdered.
The second reason was.
"So, how much money did His Majesty bestow?"
"Twenty silver pieces, Master."
Because of that thing called "compensation."
Two hundred thousand won for a single round of sex.
That just makes me a prostitute...
"...That's all?"
"He said he expected that reply, and the message he sent was: 'Why would you expect any great reward for the sort of lecherous nonsense you were always up to outside the palace? A spouse is not a means of relieving your lust. Think again on the task I have set for you.'"
That senile old man...
I made my decision.
The next woman—I'd fuck her ten times a day and squeeze out plenty of money, if nothing else.
3.
"Focus! I told you to put your mind on the point of the sword, not on me!"
From a distance, I watched Valenti, busy with her lessons once again today.
"It-it's not like I absolutely have to say goodbye, is it?"
Because of Elena's suggestion that we bid farewell before going to meet the next bride candidate.
"It was a suggestion made out of consideration for you, Master. Whether to bid farewell or not is, of course, a matter for you to decide."
As expected, my love—she who believes the world revolves around me—had tried to look after me with wisdom and flexibility.
"Have you been skulking about all gloomily again?"
It was already after Valenti—that eerily perceptive bitch—had spotted me.
"Ah, no, I—I came to say, greetings, greetings."
"I should think empty courtesies are unnecessary between us."
"...It's just about time for me to leave this place."
For a moment, the venom in Valenti's glare flickered faintly.
"...You're leaving?"
"There's somewhere I need to go. I can hardly impose on your hospitality forever."
"B-but you haven't even learned how to swing a sword yet...!"
"That was just something I asked for on the side after coming to see your face."
Her eyes went wide, and then, hanging her head low, she came toward me feebly.
"When... when shall I be able to see Your Highness again?"
"I'm not Your Highness anymore, am I?"
"O...Orabeoni, is what I meant."
At some point, her big eyes had grown wet, as if tears would spill at any moment.
"If we are destined, we are bound to meet again."
"How can you be so irresponsible..."
Kkwa-ak.
Her hand, which had grabbed my sleeve, could not bring itself to pull me.
"What I'm saying is, we are already destined."
"......?"
"It means we are certain to meet again."
For someone who had spent her whole life with a sword in hand, her white hand was far too thin and frail.
Kkwa-a-ak.
She clutched the hem of my clothes even harder, and then—
Teok.
—let go lightly.
"...You aren't lying again this time, are you?"
"Did I not tell you? I, Kalian, do not speak falsehoods under the name of the Imperial House."
"...No, if that's so, then I find it all the harder to believe."
Valenti took another step closer to me.
Close enough that the tips of our feet bumped—teok.
"Stamp your seal, then."
"A seal? You don't need to go that far..."
Before I could even finish speaking.
Rising onto her tiptoes and pressing her face close, she—
Jjok—.
—kissed me on the lips.
"...Here. You have just stamped the Imperial seal right here."
"...... I see."
"Goodbye—no, have a safe journey, Your Hi—, Orabeoni."
Just as I was gently stroking her head, about to put a comma—rather than a period—on our farewells.
"Master has no plans to leave the capital as of yet."
Elena, suddenly wedging herself into our conversation.
"...... What?"
"Master's next destination is a fifteen-minute walk from here."
"............"
Valenti's expression changed in an instant, as if swapping out her face.
But glare at me all you like—it was news to me too...
"Now, please step back! Are you not disturbing the training? Yah! Hah!"
And so she whirled her back to me and returned to the trainees.
"......"
"...Why tell me that only now?"
"Because you did not ask, Master."
Thanks a lot, Elena.
I really do love that pure, guileless side of yours—utterly devoid of anything like tact.
4.
The forest path stretched endlessly on.
Even after following Elena for a long while, all I could see was a single small mountain.
"Haah, where on earth is the destination...?"
"We have nearly arrived, Master."
"But there's no village on this side..."
"The residence of the next bride candidate is precisely here—the Verde Foothills."
"...... What?"
Who the hell lives on a roadside like this?
Are you telling me to go fuck some beggar or vagrant now?
"No, seriously, what kind of woman is she...?"
"She is the mountain rabbit, Ravia-nim."
...A rabbit?
"Wh-what...? You're telling me to commit bestiality now...?"
"It is an Imperial command, Master."
"An Impe— This isn't something you can just brush aside because it's an Imperial command...!"
Do rabbits even have cunts?
Well, of course they do.
But I've never seen one, is the thing.
Not that I ever want to, either.
And how is that tiny animal supposed to take my massive cock...
Unless her cunt is connected to some fourth-dimensional pocket space...
"She'll burst and die, I tell you!"
"It is an Imperial command, Master."
"Damn your Imperial command—no! I declare this to you! Tell His Majesty to just kill me instead! Even if it means dying by having my head cut off, bestiality is the one thing I will—"
"She's hiding over there."
An ear, peeking out slightly from between the bushes.
I raised my head to look beyond it.
"Heueet...!"
White bobbed hair, red eyes.
There, in the broad blazing daylight out in the open, dressed in almost nothing but undergarments—that pure and noble attire.
A delic—cute, slender woman was hiding there.
"I suppose there's no choice but to do it. I am also a subject of the Empire. Being his own child, I cannot defy the Emperor's command."