The Price of Indiscretion
"My, you really are drenched. There is so much moisture it is practically overflowing down to your thighs. What's more, it is gaping open even though no external force is acting upon it. It is a vulgar sight, utterly unbecoming of a noble lady with a marquis for a husband. I picked up the tentacle patch and brought it toward her vulgar slit. As it drew closer, I could hear Juliana's breathing grow increasingly ragged."
“W-Wait, please... Ah... N-No, I can't... Your Highness... Please, just forgive me this once...”
“And what is it that you cannot do?”
“Th-This... the stimulation on my nipples... it's constant... I-I can't possibly endure it down below as well... To wear this for twenty-four hours... Absolutely not...!”
“If the stimulation is strong, you can simply climax as much as you need to. You love the pleasure, don't you? What seems to be the problem?”
“I-I am still on duty... Ah... I-I don't know who I might run into... They will surely find out! Besides, I have my family at home. If my husband ever found out I was wearing something like this...”
"Twenty-four hours. That meant she could not take them off until this time tomorrow. She would have to go about her daily routine as the highly respected Chairwoman of Sancennes Academy, and then spend her evening and night as the mistress of a household—and a high-ranking noble family at that. All while enduring the relentless stimulation of tentacles on her four most sensitive areas, including her slit."
"It did seem like it would be a rather intense twenty-four hours for Juliana. Having listened to her entire plea, I asked in a feigned tone of concern:"
“Hmm... Is there really no way to remove them halfway through?”
“Yes! Th-There isn't... Ah...! S-So please...”
“Then that means you told me to try putting it on despite knowing that, didn't you?”
“Eh... Th-That's...”
"Juliana's face turned slightly pale. She had tripped over her own words."
“If I had placed even a shred of trust in you and carelessly put that on, I would have faced quite an ordeal upon returning to the royal palace. I would have had to desperately explain to the maids attending me why I had returned with such a bizarre object attached to my body. Fufu... Don't you think this is a rather generous punishment, Marchioness Sancene?”
"Just thinking about it made me dizzy. What kind of rumors would have spread, and what would have happened if those rumors reached Carmel's ears... Considering that, this was by no means a harsh punishment."
“Ah, ah... Ugh, uuuugh...”
"Juliana seemed to have run out of excuses. She appeared to regret her slip of the tongue, though I couldn't be sure if she was truly reflecting on her actions. In the end, she slowly parted her legs. Too embarrassed to look, she turned her head away."
“...Please... put it on...”
“I was planning to do so even without you begging. Now, please do not move, Juliana.”
"I brought the tentacle patch between her legs and pressed it firmly against her slit until it adhered. I briefly wondered if it would stick properly given how wet she was, but my worries were unfounded. The tentacle patch seemed to cling even tighter than it had when applied to her breasts. Of course, its adhesive mechanism was driven by the action of the tentacles themselves. Furthermore, it was common knowledge that tentacles became more active in moist environments. Indeed, the tentacle patch clung perfectly to Juliana's slit, molding so tightly that the very contours of her vulva were clearly visible."
“Haaah... Ah...! Uh-huh...”
"Juliana's face flushed a deep crimson as her body shuddered. It seemed she could no longer maintain her standing posture. Her knees knocked together and trembled violently, as if she were desperately holding in her urine."
“N-No... Ah... This is on a completely different level from my breasts... The entire surface area in contact is rubbing... Ah... Mmh, nngh...!”
"Juliana's back arched sharply, her breasts bouncing with the movement. It seemed she had climaxed. Yet, not a single drop of fluid leaked from between her legs. Were the tentacles consuming it? An intriguing detail."
“How does it feel, Juliana? Please describe it in as much detail as possible.”
"Juliana replied, her voice thick with the lingering afterglow of her climax."
“H-Hundreds... no, even more tentacles... ah... are constantly tormenting the entrance of my... slit... Ah, mmh...! Moving in all different ways... stroking... sucking... ah...! It's so much more intense than on my nipples...!”
"The tentacles on the patch were incredibly microscopic. It seemed impossible for them to grow large enough to penetrate inside. However, that limitation only seemed to translate into a relentless focus—a persistent torment concentrated solely on the entrance of her slit where the patch made contact."
“Huu... Ah... Huuu... Haa...”
"Even so, Juliana's breathing gradually began to stabilize. Had she already grown accustomed to the constant stimulation? Her breath was still ragged compared to normal, and her face remained flushed, but she was regaining her composure."
“Cheer up, Juliana. There is only one tentacle patch left to apply. Let's get this over with quickly.”
“...Ah...”
"Fear washed over Juliana's face. She had likely forgotten that there was a fourth one."
“W-Where...? Ah... Th-There isn't really anywhere left to put it, is there...?”
"How naive. A rather major erogenous zone is still proudly waiting."
“Why wouldn't there be? Now, stand up and lean over the desk.”
“O-Over the desk...? Ah... I-I understand...!”
"Though she obeyed the command, Juliana did not seem to anticipate what I was about to do. As she rested her upper body on the desk, her luscious rear presented itself to me. Of the two passages located there, one was already sealed off by a tentacle patch. Only one opening remained."
“Spread your cheeks.”
“What? W-Wait... Surely you don't mean... in that opening...?”
“Yes, indeed. Don't tell me you have no experience with this side?”
“Ah... O-Of course not...! A place like that... it's an unclean opening... It's an abnormal act...!”
"How unexpected. Given her dedication to self-pleasure, I had assumed she would have long since opened up this path herself. In that case, this would be an excellent opportunity for her to awaken to a whole new world."
“Hurry up and spread them.”
“Nngh...”
"With hands trembling with shame, Juliana slowly parted her cheeks. There was nothing particularly special about the rear opening of a highly esteemed noblewoman. I lightly pressed the tentacle patch against her taut anus. Just as it had with her slit, the patch adhered perfectly on its own."
“There. You may let go now.”
"When Juliana released her grip, her cheeks returned to their natural position. Though folded in half by the pressure, the tentacle patch remained exactly where it needed to be, diligently carrying out its duty."
“Ah, ah... Ah... Th-This... feels strange, so strange... Ah... It's scraping against every single fold... Ah... Th-This isn't that kind of opening... ah...”
"Hmm, it seemed that for now, the sensation of a foreign object and the guilt of violating a taboo outweighed any actual pleasure. But everyone's first time is like that."
“Haa... Haa... Ah...!”
"Even though the application of the tentacle patches was complete, Juliana showed no signs of standing up, remaining slumped over the desk. She simply lay there, panting heavily as she absorbed the sensations of the patches ravaging her four most sensitive zones. Naturally, the area experiencing the most intense pleasure was her slit, where moisture was most abundant and sensitivity was highest. The other three locations seemed to play a supporting role—relatively speaking, of course."
"At that moment, a refined melody echoed from the floor above."
“...What is that sound?”
“It's the... the visitor's bell... Ah... Th-There shouldn't be... ah... any scheduled visitors...”
“A visitor...”
“They... they will leave if we ignore them anyway... When I come down here... I make sure the door is... ah... locked properly...”
"So that was her secret to masturbating so casually during working hours. Juliana seemed quite anxious at the sound of the visitor's bell. I, on the other hand, felt quite the opposite. All the tentacle patches were already attached. Forcing her to spend her day like this was where the true pleasure of the tentacle patches lay. In that case, rather than letting her avoid this visitor... I patted the back of the desperately quiet Juliana and spoke."
“Put your clothes on, Juliana.”
“Excuse me, Chairwoman. One of the parents is asking to see you... Oh? Ah, I-I'm so sorry, I didn't realize you had a guest.”
"The one who had rung the bell was a rather naive-looking man. He appeared to be a teacher or a staff member of the academy."
“It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Sera Rustier. I was just having a brief chat with the Chairwoman.”
“Sera Rus... Ah... Y-Your Highness?!”
"Startled, the man hastily bowed his head and spoke in a trembling voice."
“I-I am terribly sorry! I had no idea Your Highness was here... I-I will handle the parent somehow!”
"Normally, a Chairwoman like Juliana would have no reason to deal with parents directly. The only reason such a trivial request had made its way down here was likely due to the man's utter lack of administrative experience. Juliana seemed to share this thought, casting a murderous glare at him. Under normal circumstances, she would have probably barked in anger. But for me, this inconvenient situation was actually perfect."
“No, it is quite alright. Please, bring them in. You do not mind, do you, Marchioness Sancene?”
"With an expression that looked as if she might burst into tears at any moment, Juliana had no choice but to nod."