For the Queen's Sake
Clad only in her underwear, Rika had all her feminine charms on full display. She looked utterly delectable. With her hands clasped behind her head, she seemed to be presenting her breasts to me of her own accord.
Had she been in her right mind, she would have felt an even deeper sense of shame, but I would have to save that pleasure for later. Still, it wasn't as if she felt no shame at all. Bathed in the flickering lamplight, her face was flushed as crimson as her hair.
I slowly reached out. Hooking my finger into her cleavage, right at the center of her red bra, I pulled it straight down.
"Ngh..."
Rika's bare breasts spilled out. Atop her modestly sized mounds sat two pert peaks. Her nipples were already slightly swollen. I wanted to reach out and fondle them right then and there. But tonight, I had a different approach in mind.
"Rika, bring both of your hands to your breasts."
With a dazed expression, Rika obeyed my command. Her hands moved to her chest and hovered there. In that state, I issued another order.
"Move your hands and knead your breasts yourself."
"Knead my breasts... L-like this?"
Rika's fingers began to move. Her motions were incredibly awkward, as if she had never done anything of the sort in her entire life. Rather than chasing pleasure, she seemed to be merely executing the movements as ordered.
"Good. You are doing very well. Now, pinch your nipples with your fingers."
"U-understood... Ah, ngh..."
This time, there was a reaction. A clear response of pleasure. It seemed her body wasn't yet sensitive enough to feel pleasure across her entire breasts.
"How does it feel?"
"A-a sensation like an electric current running through my nipples... has shot straight to my head..."
"Remember that feeling, Rika. Because that very pleasure is proof that you are working hard for Carmel's sake."
"For... Lady Carmel..."
Perhaps because she had tasted the pleasure, Rika's fingers continued to stroke her own nipples. She let out intermittent groans, her half-naked body trembling and twitching.
"Ngh, ah... For... Lady Carmel... Hngh..."
It wasn't just a craving for pleasure that drove Rika's fingers. Within her mind, currently warped by the Hypnotic Incense, a cognitive schema was forming: feeling pleasure is equivalent to serving Carmel.
An act for her beloved master. Driven by her loyalty, Rika pinched and rolled her nipples with fervent dedication.
"Ah, hngh, haah... Ngh... F-for Lady Carmel... Hngh... Mmm, ah... For her... Ah, hngh..."
How wonderful this must be for Rika. Not only did tormenting her own nipples feel good, but it was also a way to show loyalty to her master. The physical ecstasy combined with her devotion as a subordinate. Panting with a face far more slackened than before, Rika seemed to be fully savoring this double dose of bliss.
This was a sight one couldn't easily witness even in a brothel. If Carmel knew that Rika was caressing her own nipples so pitifully for her sake, just how delighted would she be? I felt a sudden pang of regret for not bringing a Recording Crystal.
A violent reaction was occurring below as well. A wet stain had spread across Rika's red panties, turning them a shade closer to deep purple.
"That is enough. Stop your hands, Rika."
"Ngh... Ah... Y-yes..."
Following my word, Rika stopped playing with her nipples. Though she obeyed submissively, a deep sense of longing for the abruptly severed pleasure lingered on her face.
"You endured it well, Rika, even though it couldn't have been an easy pleasure to bear. Carmel will surely be proud of you."
"R-really...?"
"Yes. But the humiliation Carmel must face is far more than just this. There is much more intense pleasure and shame waiting. Are you prepared to accept that?"
Much more intense pleasure and shame. Hearing those words, a raw, feverish heat flickered across Rika's face. She herself likely didn't even realize it.
"O-of course, of course... I am... prepared to endure... as much as it takes."
"Good. In that case, lower your underwear yourself."
Rika didn't offer a single word of protest. Instead, she brought her hands down, hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties, and slowly slid them down past her thighs.
Her untamed bush was the first to reveal itself. It was crimson, just like the hair on her head. Beneath it, Rika's pussy, split open like a ripe pomegranate, finally came into view.
A long string of slick fluid stretched between her opening and the descending fabric. Rika didn't even seem to realize the incredible state her wet folds were in.
Suppressing a shiver of excitement, I crossed my arms and watched her. The panties, pushed down past her thighs, fell and caught around her ankles. Rika looked up at me with eyes full of anticipation.
"I-I took them down... What now?"
From her previous experience, it must have been firmly engraved into her consciousness: digging into her pussy with a long object feels good. It was a far more intense and direct stimulation than touching her breasts. But I had no intention of giving her what she wanted right away. Smiling gently, I commanded her.
"Spread your legs a bit wider. So I can get a good look."
"...Understood..."
Rika obeyed my command without question. Her legs parted at a vulgar angle. As her thighs spread, her slit opened up even further.
"Fufut, well done. Now, why don't you try putting your fingers inside?"
"M-my fingers... Under...stood..."
Rika's hand moved slowly. I could tell just by looking at her face. The sheer anticipation had worked her up to the brink of climax. As her fingers reached between her legs and brushed against the entrance of her slit, a loud groan escaped her lips.
"Ah, hngh...!"
The stimulation seemed stronger than she had anticipated. Yet, Rika resolutely pushed her finger into her own wet folds.
"Haa, haah... Ngh... I-it's strange... My p-pussy... feels like it doesn't belong to me... Ah... It's sucking in my finger..."
"There is no need to resist it. Your pleasure is for Carmel's sake. Move your finger just as your heart desires, Rika."
The moment the words left my mouth, Rika began to move her finger.
"Ngh, ah, oh... Haa, haah..."
Her finger didn't go deep yet. She merely rubbed around the entrance or lightly poked inside with a single finger. She seemed completely unaccustomed to this. Had she seriously never masturbated before?
"Have you never touched yourself there before?"
"Yes... T-touching a place like this... is a first for me."
How surprising. Not only was she a virgin, but she had never even masturbated. Perhaps her strong libido was due to her not knowing how to release it. Though it was her first time, she seemed to have found her interest. Just as she had with her nipples, Rika explored her sensitive spots, probing her wet folds.
"Hngh, ah... Lady Carmel... Ngh... Ah... Ah... Haah, haah, haah...!"
Pleasure is for Carmel's sake. The process of accepting pleasure while simultaneously linking it to her devotion to Carmel was proving highly successful. Though it would fade to some extent once the Hypnotic Incense wore off. At this rate, could I assume her hostility toward me was vanishing as well? It might be worth testing.
"Open your mouth, Rika."
Rika opened her mouth. Deep inside, her tongue curled obscenely. I reached out and slid my finger inside. Entrusting a part of one's body to someone else's mouth requires trust. The old Rika, who was no different from a rabid dog, would have bitten my finger off without hesitation. But the current Rika showed absolutely no such intent. Even with my finger inside, she kept her mouth open, merely waiting for my next command.
"Suck it."
The moment the command was given, Rika closed her lips. The inner walls of her mouth and her tongue clung to my finger, making wet, squelching sounds.
"Ah, hmp... Slurp... Hah... Scluck... Slurp..."
Lewd, wet sounds echoed from both above and below. Both her upper and lower mouths were sucking in fingers, creating an incredibly obscene spectacle.
My, this is quite...
I had only ever thought of Rika as a tool to pressure Carmel—a pawn I could discard whenever necessary. But as I went through this preparation, her body and her potential seemed far too good to waste. I wanted to make her mine, not just keep her as a tool. It would be amusing to have Carmel and Rika, once master and servant, serve me side by side. No, it might actually be even better than I thought.
"That's enough."
With a look of regret, Rika pulled her finger out of her pussy. I also withdrew my finger, now drenched in her saliva, from her mouth. Her slit, gaping wider than before and dripping wet, seemed far from satisfied. I slid the finger that had just been in her mouth straight into Rika's pussy.
"Ngh-ahhh...!"
Rika's body arched violently. It was only natural. Masturbating for the first time was completely different from having someone else's finger inside her. Furthermore, from the torment I had inflicted on her in the dungeon, I knew all of Rika's weak spots.
"W-wait, wait, wait... Ngh... Ah...! Why is it... like this... Ahhh...!"
Pressing firmly against Rika's sweet spots, I said, "Endure it, Rika. It is all for Carmel's sake."
"Ngh...! Y-yes... If it is for Lady Carmel... Ah...! If it is for her... Ahhh...!"
Watching Rika struggle to absorb the pleasure as I repeatedly struck her sweet spots was almost touching. Well, to an onlooker, she probably just looked like she was writhing in pure ecstasy.
"I-it's coming...! Something intense... Ah... Ngh...! Ah! Ah!"
Deep inside Rika, a violent tremor shook her. Her inner thighs and lower abdomen spasmed in unison. It was the sign of a fierce climax. The moment the trembling subsided, a warm stream of fluid sprayed from the small opening just above her slit.
"Ahhh... Hah..."
She had squirted spectacularly. It would be difficult to get the smell out of the wooden floorboards. I smiled wryly, thinking I would have to give the innkeeper an extra gold coin.
I withdrew my finger and gently stroked Rika's lower abdomen, right over her womb, as I praised her.
"You endured it beautifully, Rika. I will be sure to tell Carmel of your struggles."
"R-really... T-thank you..."
Leaving Rika behind as she panted in the afterglow of her climax, I packed up the Hypnotic Incense and stepped out of the room, thoroughly satisfied. Rika's compatibility with the Hypnotic Incense was even better than I had anticipated. A few more sessions, and she would be perfectly broken. I looked forward to that day. A day that was not too far off.
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