52. Pistil (1)
52. Pistil (1)
-Grrrooowl·····.
"·····Please."
Enduring hunger in this situation wasn't particularly difficult.
If possible, I wish it would stop rumbling incessantly.
I didn't want to be discovered by the succubus for no reason.
However, I was restrained and starving.
Naturally, there was no way the succubus who came in from outside wouldn't hear it.
"Oh my, Princess-nim, I'm so sorry~!"
The succubus, who belatedly realized my hunger, came running over to me.
I don't know if her worried appearance was genuine or feigned, but anyway, the succubus began bringing food to me.
After placing the plates in front of me, true to her earlier words about feeding me, she actually spoon-fed me.
Of course, I didn't put that food in my mouth.
Who knows what she might have done to the food.
So, keeping my mouth firmly shut, I rejected her spoon.
But contrary to my will, my body was honest.
-Grrrrooowl·····.
'·····Ugh.'
For someone who kidnapped and intended to torment me, the food was far too normal.
The smell of the food wafting through my nose made my stomach constantly yearn to be filled.
"You shouldn't skip meals. Okay? Here, aah~."
"···Kuh, take that away·····!"
-····Clatter!
Finally unable to bear it, I knocked the spoon, causing it to fall to the floor.
Then, the food on the spoon tumbled headlong toward the ground.
"········."
For a moment, an inexplicable silence fell between us.
But it was brief, as the succubus began to sigh.
"····Haa."
Is she angry?
As I thought, the demeanor she's shown until now was undoubtedly all an act.
Fine, just torture me.
That would be easier to endure.
However, contrary to my expectation that she would get angry and resort to violence, she picked up the spoon again.
"It's okay, I like this too."
Then she put the food in her own mouth and began to press her lips directly against mine.
"Ueup?! Mmmph!"
Food flowed from the succubus's mouth into mine.
I tried my hardest to push the food and the succubus's lips away, but with both my arms restrained, I had reached a limit beyond which I could retreat no further.
In the end, I had no choice but to accept the food into my mouth.
With our lips still connected, I couldn't even spit it out.
"Up, up, kyup."
Gulp, gulp.
Once I started swallowing the food, my body, which had been craving to eat anything, began moving my throat regardless of my will.
Only after I had eaten all the food transferred mouth-to-mouth from the succubus did my body regain some energy.
Damn it.
The food might have been poisoned, or it might have contained some drug.
And yet, just because I was hungry, I obediently swallowed the succubus's food.
Was I really this weak-willed?
If I didn't even have the willpower to endure mere food torture, maybe I wouldn't have been able to end my own life anyway.
"How is it, delicious?"
Confirming I had swallowed, the succubus began spooning more food for me.
Well, I'd already eaten it. Whether it was poisoned or contained something, it was practically over anyway.
Finally, with my will broken, I obediently accepted and ate the food from the spoon the succubus offered.
"That's right~."
"··········."
Whether the succubus patted my head or did anything else, I just moved my mouth.
The only thought in my mind right now was that I had to eat something and endure.
Only after the bowl was completely empty did the succubus stop spooning.
"Full? Well then, I'll go finish my preparations~."
I just watched as she took the empty plates and left.
It's probably soon.
Steeling my heart, I braced myself as firmly as I could.
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How much time had passed?
How many hours had flowed by?
With no sunlight and no moonlight, relying only on an artificial light that never went out, my sense of time began to fade.
Subjectively, it felt like several hours had passed.
But during that time, the succubus didn't do anything to me.
No, she simply never came to see me, not even once.
My arms, raised by the Iron Chains, began to ache, and sitting still for hours with nothing to do began to take a mental toll.
In that situation, the defense method my body chose was none other than sleep.
Of course, perhaps it was simply time to feel sleepy.
Anyway, my stomach was full, so my eyes kept starting to close.
I need to endure.
Who knows what the succubus might do to me in the meantime.
Enduring and enduring as much as I could, my eyes finally slid shut.
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"·····Uuun."
I forced my incredibly heavy eyelids open.
How much more meaningless time had passed?
Maybe several days had already gone by.
No, I'd only eaten one meal, so that probably wasn't it.
At first, it wasn't so bad.
Only my arms hurt a little, and the succubus hadn't subjected me to any torture or violence.
But as that routine continued for a day, then two, and reached the point where I couldn't even tell how many days had passed, it was I who began to wear down first.
I ate the meals the succubus brought and occasionally slept.
But perhaps because the routine was so monotonously repeated.
Something I had desperately tried to ignore finally made its presence known.
"·····Ugh."
It hurt.
Of all things, it was my stomach.
What should I do.
I was simply overwhelmed, my vision bleak.
However, perhaps because I hadn't had a bowel movement for a week, it was incredibly difficult to hold back, to the point where cold sweat was streaming down.
"·····Haa, khuuk."
'·····No.'
Strength began to seep into my wrists, bound by the Iron Chains.
Succubus.
I had to hold on somehow until the succubus, who always brought me food, came.
'········Please, please.'
It was the first time I wanted to see that detestable succubus.
I just prayed I wouldn't be forced to abandon my humanity.
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"Hello, darling! I'm here!"
How many hours had it been?
Fortunately, before my dignity completely crumbled, the succubus opened the door and entered.
"Hmm? Did something happen?"
The succubus, noticing my unusual expression, hurriedly ran over and began examining my complexion.
I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud.
But having an accident in my pants like this would truly be abandoning my humanity.
What should I say first?
I wished she would just torture me instead.
Even so, somehow mustering my shame, I opened my mouth.
"C, could you let me go to the bathroom·····."
Pfft!
What was so difficult about just asking to use the bathroom?
But I simply couldn't bring myself to meet her eyes.
"Huh, huh? The Demon King's Castle··········doesn't have a bathroom?"
So this really was the Demon King's Castle.
Then Captain Evernoir coming to rescue me·····, wait.
What did she just say·····.
No·····bathroom?
"Wh, what do you mean by that·····."
No bathroom.
No matter how much she wants to deceive me, I wouldn't fall for such a cheap lie.
But then the succubus began to panic.
Suddenly, acting unlike herself, she started flustering about and began looking at me with a worried gaze.
Then I, too, finally sensed that something was wrong.
I desperately hoped her panicked appearance was a lie.
I prayed she was deceiving me just to make me feel despair.
But-
"J, just a moment! I'll bring something!"
The succubus, who said this and left,
"For now, h, how about this·····?"
-Clatter!
Seeing her bring in some strange bucket-like object and place it in front of me, my heart turned as cold as if it had stopped.
As I was sinking into despair, the succubus who approached me lifted my body.
Then, after removing my underwear, she quite blatantly placed the bucket under my legs.
"Please say it isn't so····."
I sincerely wanted to die.
But I couldn't die because of the Crotch Tattoo, and it would be a problem even after death.
If I died, all the strength would leave my body.
That, of course, included the sphincter muscles.
In that case, I'd rather handle it myself, alone.
But-
"Hmm~, that won't do. Seeing you blush like that makes me want to watch."
"Wh, why on earth·····."
"Don't worry, I have a pretty strong stomach."
"No, that's not it, haa·····."
Did the succubus sense I was trying to buy time?
She even began pressing firmly on my stomach.
"Ugh?!"
"Don't worry, I'll clean you up nicely."
"P, please, stop pressing and just leave, won't you!"
"Nope. Heehee."
The succubus bestowed despair upon me until the very end.
No, perhaps this was her method of torture.
For me, it was the absolute worst torture.
I sincerely wished my mind would just die right now.
If only I could completely lose my mind, how wonderful it would be to become an idiot.
"Ah, no···, please·····."
My body was also at its limit.
Even as I made a tearful face and begged the succubus pleadingly, she savored my expression and took no remedial action.
"··········Ah."
Finally, the signal came.