67. Pruning (4)
67. Pruning (4)
-Clank.
The door that seemed like it wouldn't open for hours finally closed.
Bloodius and the head maids had left.
Bloodius was different from Lilith.
To put it simply, he had no 'personal emotions'.
Unlike Lilith, who had a love-hate relationship with me where she couldn't be too rough even when tormenting me,
Bloodius's actions of trying to train and educate me without any emotion were so brutal that they froze my heart just moments ago.
"········Get lost."
"Oh my?"
And perhaps to mock me for being 'abandoned' by Bloodius.
Irene had stayed behind in this dining room without following Bloodius to the end.
Mock me if you want.
The sight of someone from the Imperial Family, who once held such high status, shedding tears in such a miserable state must be quite satisfying.
"Actually, I've heard various things from the master. That you can't even eat like a normal person anymore, and even your body's Sensitivity has increased 3, no. 2 times?"
At first, I was wary.
I wondered what kind of humiliating things she would say with that nightingale-like voice.
But my expectations were completely off the mark.
Irene, who had slowly approached me, began gently embracing me.
"How difficult it must have been. I'll hold you like this until you feel better."
·····What kind of trick is this?
I remained suspicious and contemptuous of Irene until the end.
"Actually, as a fellow woman, I also noticed that 'here' got a little wet when you were forcibly taken by the master, Jaina-nim."
"·····Huh?!"
Of course, I didn't expect Irene, who I thought would only comfort me, to suddenly put her hand under my skirt.
Indeed, the maids in this mansion were strange in some way.
Common sense kept failing in weird places.
How could multiple women all like just one man.
Moreover, they didn't hesitate to show skin-ship or affection between women.
While vowing internally never to trust these women, I felt Irene's patting touch.
"I understand. That this place is so wet must have been unavoidable. It's all for the baby in Jaina-nim's womb, right?"
That was true.
It was an obvious statement.
For the baby's sake, I couldn't afford to miss even a single meal.
Even if something was wrong with my body, it wasn't the baby's fault.
The feeling that I could do anything for the baby.
I felt like I could understand a little bit what maternal love was.
"Did you know that the baby in the womb also shares the mother's emotions? If Jaina-nim is that sad, the baby must be feeling the emotion of sadness too."
This was also true.
By this point, Irene's words were cleverly irritating.
Clearly she was only saying true things, but I kept feeling like there was another meaning behind them.
What on earth.
What on earth does she want me to-
"······What are you telling me to do."
I just want to give birth to this baby, my precious and only child, healthily.
But this bastard and that bitch are all trying to do something to me.
"It's okay, I'm just comforting the mother and baby's spirits."
Am I human after all?
Or did I need warmth because I became a woman?
Under Irene's continued comfort, my nerves that were on edge like needles gradually relaxed.
Without realizing it, thoughts like '·····Maybe?' kept popping up in my mind.
But of course, I didn't let my guard down.
However, just a little.
Really just a little, I thought that for the baby's sake, staying embraced like this might be good for Prenatal Care.
With that thought, I quietly nestled into Irene's embrace.
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After that, following Irene's guidance, I had to learn the duties of a maid.
Namely, household chores.
I learned that underwear and outerwear had to be washed separately, and how to organize and fold clothes.
"Why should I wash someone else's underwear·····, I can't even wear it even if I want to."
Since Bloodius had forbidden me from wearing underwear, I had nothing on top or bottom.
So having to wash another woman's underwear with my own hands felt somewhat unfair-
"Tsk tsk, a mother should prepare her child's clothes herself."
At Irene's persuasion, my complaints subsided a little.
Certainly.
This wasn't the Imperial Palace, and even if I went to the palace with my child, it would be a miracle if they didn't try to kill me and the child.
They would definitely try to drive me out or kill me, calling me a demonkin or a Cursechild Corrupted by Magi.
Then I couldn't just sit back because I was Imperial Family.
Because now I had to be able to raise my child splendidly without help from the Imperial Palace or Imperial Father.
"·······Ah. Jaina-nim."
"········?"
I was clearly learning how to do laundry and fold clothes, but Irene's voice from beside me sounded somewhat hollow.
To be precise, rather than hollow, she was looking at me with a worried gaze.
Naturally, I couldn't help but question that reaction.
And Irene answered before I could even ask.
"The master is returning to the mansion····. But, umm. It seems he's quite angry."
I wondered what Bloodius's anger had to do with me.
The answer came quickly.
The reason Irene was looking at me with worry and pity.
Everything could be inferred from that.
Probably he meant to vent his anger on my body.
He would undoubtedly be much rougher than during today's meal time.
Irene approached me and gently embraced me, holding me close.
"Jaina-nim. I won't dare tell you to sincerely love and accept the master. Just whisper for him to cum inside you, say that you like the master's penis. Of course, not sincerely but acting. Because for the baby's sake, you shouldn't feel stress even for that moment."
There were clearly thorns in Irene's words.
I should have remained suspicious of her until the end, not accepting or trusting her.
But I had no way to doubt it now.
Somehow, whenever the word 'baby' was attached, I seemed to believe anything as if I'd been brainwashed.
Both Bloodius and Irene had precisely pinpointed that weakness of mine.
But by the time I realized it, it was already too late.
Quite cleverly, just as I was about to feel contradiction and doubt Irene's words-
BAM-!
-Damn it, damn it!
With the appearance of Bloodius who looked extremely angry, my first and last opportunity for doubt vanished.
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BAM!
Bloodius kicked the door open violently and entered.
He was frowning and his breathing was irregular.
The surrounding maids were restless trying to calm the extremely angry Bloodius.
But Bloodius didn't glance at anyone.
No, there was exactly one person.
The woman who suddenly appeared like an unwanted intruder.
The too-too beautiful woman that Lilith had earnestly requested to be trained.
"Ha, fuck."
""·····.""
As Bloodius's gaze fixed on me while cursing, the maids' expressions became gloomy.
There was jealousy mixed in too.
Why that bitch of all people.
Why does the master seek that bitch who doesn't even like him, instead of us?
The jealous gazes of the maids and Bloodius's lust-filled eyes that seemed ready to strip me naked right then scanned my body up and down.
"·····Huuut."
Though I experienced that male visual rape every time, I never got used to it no matter how many times it happened.
Should I also bind my chest with bandages like Captain Evernoir?
Even though I was wearing a maid uniform, the moment that man's gaze touched me, I felt the shame of being stripped naked, and without realizing it, I covered my chest and avoided his gaze.
Perhaps that action only stimulated Bloodius further.
Even though this was the entrance hall where he'd just entered after opening the mansion's main door, not even a room, Bloodius seemed filled with the intention to do it.
Stomp, stomp.
Bloodius, who always showed composure, showed none now.
Rather, Bloodius who seemed somewhat impatient came directly toward me.
And before I could lift my head to look at him again after avoiding his gaze-
-Riiip·····!
"····W-wait a mome-?!"
He tore my maid uniform, precisely from the solar plexus to the collar, without hesitation.
The scream of cotton and fabric filled the mansion, and the cool air of the mansion greeted my chest.
Unlike my expectation that he would at least remove my clothes, I didn't expect him to turn them into rags in an instant.
In my confusion and surprise, I couldn't even think to cover my chest with my arms.
Was this what it meant to receive Bloodius's anger?
I looked desperately at Irene behind Bloodius with eyes begging for explanation and help, but she was just looking at me with a gentle gaze.
"······."
I see.
In her mind, she seemed to think I was receiving Bloodius's anger as per whatever promise or message she had given earlier.
Well, for a normal woman, screaming and pushing away his touch would be the typical response.
But the body with doubled Sensitivity that Lilith had modified was too big of a wall for that.
In this situation.
With this treatment.
In this shame, my body began to get excited as if it had made a promise.
Inside the clothes that had become rags, the voluptuous breasts and pink nipples that revealed their presence to the world,
began to fill with blood under the gazes of the maids and the lustful Bloodius.
The problem was, everyone was watching this in real time.
"Ha! That bitch who resisted saying she hated it so much."
At that moment, Bloodius's hand pressed my nipple as if pushing a remote control's power button, pinching it with thumb and forefinger hard enough to crush it.
-Squish.
"Nggguk?!!"
Simultaneously, my back arched like a bow from unbearable pleasure and pain.
······As if my body wanted more, pushing my chest toward him·····.