The Cheeky Toymaker's Punishment
"Hmm..."
Outside the window, an unnamed bird flapped its wings, flying toward the north. I idly tracked its flight with my eyes.
In the end, nothing happened yesterday. Rielia, who had been whimpering in my arms, eventually stopped crying and fell fast asleep, even though the unloading work around us was quite noisy. I suppose it's fair to say I gave her that much of a sense of security.
With yesterday's events, I believe my conquest of Rielia is more than halfway complete. All that's left now is to manage our distance over time. If things continue to progress this smoothly, I doubt I'll ever have to resort to coercive methods with her, unlike with Rika or Juliana.
"Mmm..."
She had such a small, soft body. A body that knew no man—no, a body that was entirely ignorant of any impure acts. I suppose that was only natural for someone revered as a Saintess.
To be honest, looking at the sleeping Rielia, I did think about being the first to lay hands on that pure, untouched flesh. However, how she would react remained an unknown variable. While she might submissively yield her body to me, it was just as likely that she would grow terrified of me or develop a deep aversion.
For that reason, I did nothing to the sleeping Saintess. I simply waited until the unloading was complete and then returned. I couldn't afford to lose a powerful card like Rielia over a moment's lust. Taking such a risk after coming this far would be foolish. Until the Mistylia curse is dispelled, I must maintain a cautious approach. My advances on Rielia must remain entirely calculated.
Reaching this conclusion as if making a vow to myself, I stepped away from the window.
"O-Oh, if you had only let me know in advance, I would have come out to greet you... Ha, haha..."
Inside the Chancellor's office at Sancennes Academy, which I had visited unannounced, Juliana was frantically adjusting her disheveled clothes while stealing nervous glances at me. No matter how I looked at her, she had clearly thrown her outfit on in a rush. There was no need to ask what she had been doing in her secret workshop to end up in such a state.
"...You seem to have plenty of free time. Is the development of the item I requested progressing well?"
"W-Well... if you could just give me a little more time and budget... Replicating vibrational energy exactly is a much more difficult task than I anticipated..."
"Hmm... Then show me your progress so far."
"Ah, y-yes, of course..."
Juliana snapped her fingers, and the carpet rolled up on its own, revealing an opening with stairs leading down to the secret workshop. So that's how it opens. I followed Juliana down.
It seemed she hadn't just been slacking off. The space, which had been cluttered with various items the last time I visited, was now filled with only one type of device. Front and back. A double-sided dildo extending in opposite directions.
Juliana picked one up.
Bzzzzzzzz—
When she pressed the button, it began to vibrate, making a strangely familiar sound. The dildos on both ends moved in perfect synchronization. That was not what I wanted.
"Yes, this is merely two conventional phalluses joined together. I know this isn't what you wanted, Princess. I just made it as a trial run."
The condition I had given Juliana was: 'It must transmit the pleasure felt by one user to the other.' For example, if I wore it and penetrated Carmel, the phallus inside me would penetrate me in sync with my thrusts. It would create the illusion of penetrating myself while simultaneously allowing me to taste the sensations Carmel was feeling.
"But transmitting the exact same sensation is quite a challenge, you see? From converting the movements into magical data to the structural positioning... there are still many issues to resolve."
"Hmm..."
Had I been too greedy from the start? If the development took too long, I was open to switching to something less complex... Juliana showed me several prototypes, explaining the trial and error she had gone through during development. Honestly, it went in one ear and out the other. While Juliana herself seemed to find the development process thrilling, I just wanted to see the final product as soon as possible.
"So, I got to thinking. Might there be patterns to the vibrations? I categorized the vibrations into sixteen different patterns. And to my surprise, the replication rate—"
"Wait, what is this used for?"
I interrupted Juliana, pointing to an object in the corner of the desk. Was "object" even the right word? A talisman? A medicinal herb? To describe it, it looked like red seaweed that had been harvested and flattened thin.
"Ah, that... I didn't develop that myself; I obtained it from an acquaintance. It's called a Tentacle Patch."
"A Tentacle Patch?"
Looking closer after hearing her words, what I had mistaken for seaweed was actually a cluster of microscopic tentacles. Fine, thread-like fibers were wriggling. Ugh, that's a bit grotesque. I regretted looking so closely.
"Don't tell me... you stick this on your body?"
"Fufu... The stimulation is quite intense, you know? Just sticking it on the skin provides continuous stimulation, but if you apply it to an erogenous zone... Uhufufu. Shall I apply one for you?"
Her tone had grown rather cheeky. Perhaps because she was in her own territory, or because she had gained confidence while explaining her work, Juliana's insolent remark, forgetting her place, rubbed me the wrong way.
"Sure, apply it. But on your body, not mine."
I could see Juliana instantly tense up at the sudden shift in my voice. Walking on eggshells, she stammered.
"O-Oh... I apologize for my disrespectful words... T-This... once you put it on, it won't come off for twenty-four hours... and I'm still on duty..."
But masturbating during work hours is fine? Besides, she was the one who suggested putting such a thing on me in the first place, wasn't she? Juliana really seemed to be the type who practically begged for punishment. Well, she had been like that since last time anyway.
"...Two."
"Pardon?"
"Three. If you don't strip right now, the number of patches I apply will only keep growing."
"Hic...!"
Juliana began stripping at a speed that bypassed all thought. It was fortunate for her that she was wearing clothes that were easy to take off. With just one layer removed, she was instantly stark naked. It seemed she hadn't had time to put on underwear after rushing out from her self-pleasuring session.
"You were a bit slow. Four. I'll forgive you with that."
"Ugh... T-Thank you..."
Was Juliana feeling wronged by this sudden bolt from the blue? The mouth is the gate to ruin. It was a proverb that existed in this world as well. If only she had kept that in mind.
Well, I was actually a bit curious about the effects of this Tentacle Patch anyway. If it seemed decent, I could use it on Carmel later. I smiled sweetly and said,
"Shall we put them on, then?"
"...Yes..."
I picked up a Tentacle Patch, taking care not to let my fingers touch the side with the wriggling fibers. The first place to apply it was, of course, the easiest spot—right in the center of her generously sized breasts. Juliana's nipples were already erect to their absolute limit.
"...Wait, your nipples are already hard? In a situation like this...? Ha..."
"U-Ugh... I'm... sorry..."
She's a total pervert. Well, if she weren't, she wouldn't have thought to create all the sex toys scattered around this room. I let out a loud, deliberate sigh for her to hear and continued my work. I draped the Tentacle Patch over her nipple, wrapping it completely in one go, and pressed down meticulously to ensure there were no air bubbles.
"Ngh... Haa... Mmm..."
What? I had expected a lot since she said the stimulation was intense, but Juliana's reaction wasn't as dramatic as I'd anticipated. Well, regardless, next was the right nipple. Having done it once, I had the knack of it now. I attached the Tentacle Patch to her right nipple with slightly more dexterity than before.
"Ngh...!"
The two square patches now covered the tips of Juliana's breasts. The sight was quite stimulating, looking as if she were wearing nothing but stickers over her areolas. Even though I hadn't explicitly told her not to move, Juliana was trying her best to remain perfectly still. She probably feared that if she moved on her own, she would face further punishment.
In that state, she suppressed her groans, her body trembling in small, fitful shudders. Her shaking breasts and her ecstatic expression exuded an incredible sensuality. I should have brought a Recording Crystal.
"Haah...! Ngh...!"
The first one had been bearable, but having both sides tormented simultaneously seemed too much for her to endure. Beneath that white, gauze-like surface, countless microscopic tentacles were undoubtedly wriggling and torturing Juliana's sensitive nipples.
But we were far from finished. There were still two more Tentacle Patches left to apply. The next spot... was, of course, her pussy. Perhaps due to the stimulation on her breasts, or because she had been masturbating right before I arrived, the space between Juliana's thighs was already soaking wet. Well, in all likelihood, it was both.
Wearing a twisted smile—which, to the current Juliana, was probably a reward in itself—I reached for the next Tentacle Patch.