For Her Majesty's Sake
As I tilted the glass bottle, a slick liquid drizzled over the wooden dildo. Looking at it, Rika's face was painted with sheer consternation.
"T-That is..."
"Do not worry, Rika. Today is merely practice. It won't take long."
Looking at her like this, she didn't look at all like the chieftain who once led barbarian warriors. She looked like nothing more than an ordinary maiden, shrinking back in the face of humiliation.
Was it because the Hypnotic Incense had already seeped so deeply into her mind? Rika didn't seem to have the slightest intention of offering even a token resistance. She merely bowed her head, as if resigned to her fate.
Holding the wooden dildo, glistening with a generous coating of lotion, I stepped right up to her.
"You have a magnificent body, Rika."
"...Ugh..."
Only her splendid physique, forged through rigorous training, remained exactly as it had been before. But no matter how strong and solid her body was, it was utterly useless now. Her mind had already collapsed, leaving her completely defenseless.
Rika's lower lips were completely dry. Well, only a true pervert would get wet instantly in a situation like this. Even with the lotion, inserting it like this would probably cause her nothing but pain.
Of course, that wouldn't be bad in its own way, but it would be far more entertaining to imprint the pleasures of a woman onto Rika, who had only ever known a harsh, brutal life. I drizzled more lotion onto the dildo and pressed it against her crevice.
"How does it feel, Rika? Right now, an obscene toy is touching your pussy."
"I—I do not know... It is just slick... and unpleasant..."
She didn't seem to be at the stage of feeling pleasure just yet. However, it was enough to make her clearly realize that this was an obscene act. Her own instincts, heightened by the Hypnotic Incense, would take care of the rest.
I slowly moved the object in my hand back and forth. Rika's breathing gradually grew heavier.
"Haa... Ah... Ngh..."
The slickness and friction seemed to be doing their job. Rika's pussy parted slightly, hugging the sides of the dildo. As the contact area increased, a change came over her reactions.
"Haa, ah... Haa, ngh... Ah, mnh...!"
Lewd gasps leaked out in tandem with the dildo's movements. The lotion dripping down to the handle had become quite thin. Shall I take a look at her pussy?
When I pulled the dildo away, Rika's pussy had become incomparably lewder than before. The opening was slick and sloppy, drenched in a mix of the lotion I had applied and her own natural fluids. It gaped open, revealing the pink flesh of her inner walls.
Though it still felt a bit tight and stiff, it was a highly satisfying sight. However, it would probably be best to have her trim the surrounding hair later. Matching her hair color, her red pubic hair was completely untamed, growing thick and wild. Perhaps barbarians had no concept of grooming down there.
Well, regardless, this was more than enough. Grasping the base of the dildo, I thrust it deep into Rika's pussy.
"Hyaaahhh...!"
As if the dildo were a dagger piercing her, Rika let out a loud cry and thrashed her body. The face of the majestic warrior was gone, replaced by that of a cute, pitiful maiden on the verge of tears.
Yet, what flushed her face was neither pain nor suffering. Along with the deep crimson blush, the only thing written on Rika's face was pleasure—a pleasure so intense that it clearly bewildered her. Seeing that face, I began to feel quite aroused myself. It wasn't the heavenly, floating ecstasy I felt when tormenting Carmel, but it was a very straightforward, satisfying turn-on.
A smile naturally curled my lips. Wearing a smile highly unbefitting of a princess, I asked Rika, "How about now, Rika? Your pussy is being stirred up like this, and like this. Fuhu, how does it feel?"
"I—I don't know... Ah... Haa... My mind is just blank... and it feels so good... I've never... felt like this before... Ahhn...!"
"Your first time? Surely you don't mean to say you've never known a man?"
"I—I have not... I have lived a life... far removed from such things... Haaah..."
Really? She was a virgin? To think that a mere block of wood would be the one to take Rika's virginity. Among Rika's subordinates, there must have been those who secretly adored her. If they heard about this in the afterlife, they would surely beat the ground in despair.
I didn't see any trace of virginal blood. Well, they say a virgin doesn't necessarily have to bleed, but it was true that I felt a slight sense of disappointment. Gripping the handle of the dildo, I used my wrist to stir her up inside. A harsh, ragged groan spilled from Rika's lips.
"Ah, ah, ngh, mnh, nngh...!"
Such a violent reaction despite being a virgin. While the Hypnotic Incense certainly played a part, she seemed to possess a natural talent for pleasure. Pressing my lips right against Rika's ear, I whispered, keeping my wrist in constant motion.
"Rika... there is no need to reject this wonderful sensation. This is all for your master, your precious Lady Carmel, isn't it? It is perfectly fine to accept it honestly."
"For... Lady Carmel..."
Enduring this humiliation was for Carmel's sake. A fiercely loyal knight like Rika would accept that logic without much resistance. The next step was to permanently imprint the pleasure born of this humiliation into Rika's mind.
The human mind is fundamentally wired to embrace pleasure. Even if she eventually broke free from the relaxing effects of the Hypnotic Incense, from a certain point onward, Rika's own desire for pleasure would distort her own sense of self.
The step immediately following that was my ultimate goal: getting her to believe that feeling pleasure was, in itself, an act of devotion to Carmel. Once she fell that far, she might even begin to crave the humiliation on her own, constantly whispering to herself that everything was for Lady Carmel's sake.
What would happen if I showed Rika in that state to Carmel? Her loyal subordinate, the precious Rika whom Carmel had endured her own humiliation to protect, utterly drowned in carnal lust—craving pleasure and masturbating while claiming it was all for Carmel's sake... If I showed her that...
Ah...! A dark, insidious flower of joy bloomed pitch-black in my heart. Would Carmel rage? Would she despair? Would those beautiful shoulders tremble? Would she weep as she had before? Would she lose her mind? Or would she simply fall into a stunned silence? Whichever it was, just imagining it warmed my heart.
Before I knew it, the movements of the dildo thrusting into Rika's pussy had grown rather rough.
"Ah, haa, ngh... Nngh...!"
Rika groaned as if it were too much to bear. Startled by the sound, I snapped out of my thoughts and slowed my hand.
I must not break Rika out of sheer greed. Not if I wanted to savor the ultimate, supreme ecstasy at the very end. It was best to stop here for today, leaving the craving for pleasure deeply engraved in her soul.
I stopped completely and pulled the dildo out of Rika's pussy. Rika let out a long, shuddering sigh of relief. After washing my hands and packing up the tools I had brought, I stepped out of Rika's cell.
"Your release is tomorrow evening. Sleep well, Rika."
As she barely managed to lift her head to look at me, her eyes held a faint, lingering trace of regret.
That night. Not long after I turned off the lights to go to sleep, a knock sounded at the door. It was a hurried knock, yet one that desperately tried to remain quiet. I knew exactly who was behind it.
"Come in, Shinia."
Shinia, who had been monitoring Carmel's movements while I was away on vacation. I had secretly instructed her to come to my room at this exact hour.
Shinia quickly slipped into the room and shut the door soundlessly. Instead of lighting up the entire room, I switched on the lily-of-the-valley lamp on the table. A soft, gentle glow illuminated only the immediate area. Perhaps it was due to the shadows, but Shinia's face looked rather anxious.
"U-Um, Princess... Did you do something to Her Majesty?"
"Why do you ask?"
"She hasn't laid a single finger on me since yesterday morning. She has never been like this before... It actually makes me feel uneasy."
Yesterday morning was right after she had been humiliated by me. It wasn't as if she had suddenly repented of her abusive ways. More than likely, her mind was simply too consumed by humiliation and thoughts of revenge to even think about taking it out on Shinia.
"That is wonderful news. Perhaps Mother has had a change of heart. In that case, you can continue to serve as her personal maid, yes?"
"N-No... I'm still scared... Besides, Her Majesty has been making such terrifying faces from time to time. It's as if she's plotting something truly awful... I—I still want to come to your side, Princess!"
I had tested her to see if her resolve had wavered, but she seemed to have no intention of backing out. In that case, it was time to hear the real news.
"I understand. I will continue to work on it. Now, Shinia, you have something to tell me, don't you? What happened with Mother while I was away?"
Shinia cast an anxious glance around the room before whispering, "Right after you left the royal palace, Princess, Her Majesty met with Lord Walter. And it was in absolute secrecy..."
"Lord Walter... Do you mean Walter Grave?"
"Yes..."
Walter Grave. Though not one of the 6 Great Families, the Grave family was still one of the prestigious houses of the Rustie Kingdom. They were renowned for producing exceptional warriors. The only reason they were not counted among the 6 Great Families was because they had always shown absolute loyalty to the royal family rather than aligning with the nobility.
And such a family was conspiring with Carmel? Chivalry and conspiracy—they were a terrible match. Of course, one could never know what someone might do behind closed doors while loudly proclaiming their chivalric ideals. Regardless, I needed to dig deeper.
"How many times did she meet with Walter?"
"Four times, as far as I know. They also exchanged letters on multiple occasions... They seemed to be discussing something in deep confidence."
"Thank you so much, Shinia. This is a massive help."
And it truly was. The fact that they began contacting each other the moment I was gone, and rushed their discussions along—everything about it was highly suspicious.
"Oh, and one more thing... Ah, I wasn't sure if I should mention this, but..."
"What is it? Please tell me, no matter how trivial it might seem."
"While you were away, Princess, Her Majesty wore ex—extravagant lingerie every single day and visited His Majesty's bedchamber. But... she always returned shortly after with a deeply displeased look on her face. I—I really shouldn't have said anything! It's... it's a private matter between husband and wife..."
Ah, so that was it. It seemed Carmel's words had been true after all—the story about her attempting to sleep with Pehart and failing. I already knew about it, but having it confirmed set my mind even further at ease. How delightful. Smiling, I gently stroked Shinia's head.
"Fuhu, I see. It is quite alright, Shinia. Thank you for working so hard for my sake. You may go back and sleep now."
Shinia's reaction to having her head stroked was rather peculiar.
"Ah, ah... I—I am so honored... I mean, I—I don't know what to do with myself... Ah, ah... I—I am the one who should be grateful, P—Princess! Pl—Please sleep well!"
In stark contrast to her cautious entrance, Shinia practically bolted out of my room in a fluster. I watched her leave with a soft chuckle.
Once Shinia was gone, I turned off the lamp and lay back down in bed. Just as Shinia had said, I felt as though I would sleep very deeply tonight.