Chapter 52
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 52
Chapter Title: The Festival Begins with Ella
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Riding in the carriage out of the estate, crossing the bridge over the river beside the promenade, and heading south for a bit brings you to a vast field.
The landscape I glimpsed through the carriage window when I first arrived in the Deid region and headed from the station to the estate was just a sprawling plain dotted here and there with a few antique wooden buildings.
But the sight unfolding before my eyes today, on the opening day of the Deid Tulip Festival, was completely different from what I remembered.
The first thing that caught my eye after stepping out of the carriage was a massive archway gate that looked like the festival entrance.
Adorned with tulips sculpted in every color—red, yellow, purple, and more—
the gate had a signboard in the center reading "Deid Tulip Festival,"
perfectly embodying the event's identity and welcoming tourists without flaw.
Overwhelmed by the grand and beautiful gate, I turned to Emma walking beside me.
"Emma. This thing... a month ago, when we passed by here, there wasn't even a foundation, right?"
"Isn't it stunning? It looks huge and heavy, but it's modular inside, so they assemble it every year for the festival.
If you look closely, most of the flowers decorating the gate are artificial.
They start preparing about a month before the festival by setting up these temporary structures.
The inside is even more beautiful, so you can look forward to it, Master."
Emma leaned close to my ear and whispered the last part so no one else would hear.
As Emma and I passed through the garden gate, a faint floral scent carried on the breeze tickled my nose.
Before us stretched waves of flowers in every color imaginable, filling my entire field of vision without end.
"Whoa... no wonder this is the region's top spring flower festival. You mean they transplanted all this in just a month?"
The unimaginable beauty left my mouth hanging open, and I froze right after entering the garden, utterly awestruck.
Emma tapped my shoulder and whispered,
"Master. Other people are heading further in, so let's walk slowly and take it all in.
Once we get past the entrance area, it's so spacious you'll have plenty of room to wander leisurely."
Following the stone path with Emma, we crossed through waves of tulips,
red, yellow, blue, purple, and every shade in between, all proudly displaying their beauty on either side.
After walking a short way from the entrance, I spotted a guide map of the tulip festival layout and paused to check it out.
"Emma. The garden's so huge, even the guide map doesn't give me a sense of scale... How big is it exactly?"
"In tennis courts, it'd be about 3,200. Or around 32 Quidditch pitches."
"To see it all in detail, I'd have to spend the whole month diligently touring... that big?"
"Yes. That's why tourists from the more developed mountain regions often book lodging here
and stay for the full month-long season."
With crowds gathering around, Emma addressed me by name.
"Mr. Jin. Where do you want to go first? We've got time before the opening ceremony, so we can check out whatever catches your eye."
"It's a month-long festival anyway, so today let's poke around near the opening ceremony venue.
Do you know which section Sonya's working in during the festival?"
Emma beamed at my question.
"Since Pierre handles regional logistics, he oversees everything coming into the festival.
So Sonya should be at the spot with the most important event that day.
Today's the opening ceremony, so she'll be there. I'll guide you to that section."
'That means all my slaves will be gathered there too. Perfect—no need to hunt them down separately for training.'
Following Emma deeper into the garden, I noticed simple waterways dotted here and there.
Flower petals floated gently along the channels, and the surrounding petals caught the sunlight,
reflecting off the rippling water to create an even more stunning scene that delighted the eyes of passersby.
'Wait, they even have waterways? Do they just fill them in when not in use?'
Still marveling nonstop as we ventured deeper, I spotted a wooden temporary performance stage in the distance.
With arched steps filling the wide space behind the stage, it looked set up for orchestra performances or the like.
The area around the stage was flattened into a circular plaza with chairs arranged,
and on the opposite side, various booths were being set up or already in place.
As we headed toward the stage, someone grabbed my right hand from behind.
The familiar warm, soft touch in that grip told me instantly.
'This has to be Ella.'
Playing dumb, I turned to see Ella standing there with a radiant smile.
Having only seen her naked indoors until now, the sight of her formally dressed under natural light,
beaming at me like a noble young lady, momentarily entranced me.
"Teacher. You made it? Hehe♡"
Ella, styled in graceful curls, wore a red fold-over neckline dress that bared her snowy shoulders.
Smiling at me, she brought her hand—hidden behind her waist until now—to my nose.
In her hand was a red tulip, its scent mingling with her natural aroma for a delightful fragrance.
"A gift for you. What do you think? Smells nice, right? Hehe♡"
Her bright smile and the tulip's pleasant scent softened my mood completely.
'Sigh... seeing her outside gives a whole new vibe. If I'm not careful, I might fall for her and fail as her master.
Her expression and demeanor feel just like back at the cabin door...'
Looking at Ella, every bit the elegant, refined noble lady, I felt myself on the verge of falling for her,
yet a sadistic urge surged to strip her down to slave mode right then and there.
Despite the people nearby, I stimulated her pussy.
"Ahhn♡ T-Teacher?"
Ella gazed at me with a slightly flushed expression. I pulled my hand from her left grip,
snatched the tulip she'd held near my nose, and tucked it into her dress just below her collarbone.
"Emma. Where's the nearest restroom?"
Gripping Ella's hand tightly, I followed Emma's lead to the restroom,
continuing to tease and activate her pussy the whole way.
Hahnn♡ Hnggh♡ Haa haa
Ella stifled her moans to avoid detection, hurrying along with quick steps.
Arriving at the restroom, I was surprised by the building's exterior.
'One of those wooden structures scattered across the wide plain on my way to the estate first time... it was a restroom?
Up close, it's not even real wood—just paneled for looks.
Makes sense; other buildings can be temporary for the festival, but restrooms aren't so easy to slap together.'
Finished in antique wood paneling with a sleek roofline, it didn't look like a restroom at all from outside.
Dragging Ella inside, I spoke loudly enough for Emma at the entrance to hear.
"No need to block people from coming in."
Emma, clearly amused, smirked as she replied,
"Yes, Master."
Entering the restroom, I shoved Ella into the farthest stall.
"Lewd slave bitch. Missed me after just one day and snuck off to find me? Get in position like a proper flesh slave."
Ella grinned brightly, stripping off her dress and undergarments piece by piece,
neatly stacking them on the toilet before kneeling doggy-style in front and answering.
"Yesss♡ I kept waiting around the performance area, wondering when Master would show up♡
Ella's a slave who only knows her Master. Hehe♡"
Realizing we were in a public restroom deep inside the festival garden—not the annex—the urge to torment her cute, coquettish self grew stronger.
'Yeah, this is right. No matter how pretty and lovable the slave bitch is,
that fluttery feeling takes a backseat to this sadistic thrill.'
I chose to indulge the sadism over the conflicting affection rising in me.
When I said nothing, Ella lifted her head slightly to look at me.
Her clear eyes momentarily shook my resolve,
so I crushed that feeling by stepping on her head with my shoe, grinding her face into the floor.
"Thank you, Master♡ Thank you for stepping on this lewd slave bitch's head♡"
'Right. She's just a masochistic slave who loves this stuff.'
Griiind
I ground her face firmly against the restroom floor before yanking her hair to lift her head, saying,
"People at the festival could walk in and see you like this any moment,
and you're loving it, squirting pussy juice? Born lewd bitch.
Can you even call yourself the eldest daughter of the noble Tolly Family like this?"
Her body already aroused, upper half soaked in breast milk leaking from her tits, Ella replied,
"Hehe♡ Ella's no noble. Just Master's lowly slave, so use me however you want.
If Master commands, I can confess I'm a slave in front of everyone. Heh...♡"
Gone was the poised, radiant noble lady from the flower path moments ago.
Now only the naked slut remained, drooling milk from her huge breasts,
tongue out, begging to be treated like a slave, her hair gripped in my hand as she groveled.
The sight fueled an impulse to drag the perfectly broken flesh slave even lower.
'How can I fluster her and sink her mind further?
We're in a restroom, so something fitting the location...'
"Slave bitch, we're in the restroom, so I'm using the toilet. Get in position."
Ella hesitated, not understanding, then grabbed her clothes from the toilet and stepped aside.
I said nothing, just stared intently at her standing there holding her outfit.
Ella met my gaze, eyes darting as she thought,
then flushed red, set her clothes back on the toilet, knelt before it with her back straight, and spoke.
"S-Sorry... This stupid slave bitch didn't understand Master's words right away.
I... I just realized I'm the toilet. Please use the toilet I've kept so nicely for you, Master♡"
Her expression brimmed with shame, unlike her usual demeanor.
'Haven't seen Ella's humiliated face in ages. Hard to catch since she was fully conquered.'
I knelt down, stroking her scarlet hair, and said,
"Slave bitch. In the restroom, you're just a toilet. A flesh toilet in human form. Remember that."
Ella squeezed her eyes shut once, then opened them, replying bashfully,
"Yes... I'm a flesh toilet. Use your toilet bitch anytime you want, however you like."
I grabbed the back of her head, yanked it toward me, and rammed my cock down her throat to the hilt,
then brutally ravaged her mouth-pussy.
Squelch squelch thrust thrust
Guh... ghehk♡ Hnggh♡ Hahnn♡ Hngh
As my cock pounded her mouth and throat, marking them thoroughly,
the shame in Ella's upturned eyes faded, replaced by pure ecstasy.
'Hah, this lewd bitch gets lost in pleasure the moment I stimulate her mouth-pussy.'
That's when voices drifted in from outside the stall—people entering the restroom.