39. The Black Knight Swore to the Blind Saintess
Morning sunlight slanted through the window and pooled across the bed.
When I tugged the leash, Evangeline's glossy blue hair swayed.
"Ahh... Ian... I gave you a wish token, and this is all you wanted to do with it?"
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
I drove my cock hard and fast into the princess's pussy from behind.
Her breasts bounced springily with every thrust, and the chains dangling from the clamp-style ornaments biting down on both her nipples swayed in rhythm.
"Haang♡"
"What's wrong with it, Your Highness? Training the asshole of Her Imperial Highness, the great Princess of the Loreline Empire, until it belongs to me—how could that not be exciting?"
I stopped my hips and gripped the handle of the anal beads buried in her ass.
"Could you please not call me 'Your Highness' while doing this?"
"And why not? Evangeline. Eve. Loreline. Your Highness?"
Eve kicked her feet against the bed like she was splashing water.
"Hnn... you're doing it on purpose."
"Now then. Squeeze."
I pulled on the handle of the anal beads as I spoke.
"Hnngh."
The beads, each the size of a marble, slowly stretched her entrance wider as they slid out one by one.
"Excellent, Your Highness."
"Hnn... I love doing it with Ian, but... this is just too perverted... it's weird."
"And yet the moment I put it in your back passage, you enjoy it more than ever."
"W-whenever did I—Anyway, I don't like it back there."
With my cock buried in her pussy, Eve clenched down on command, coaxing the beads out of her ass one at a time.
"Now. The last one."
"Hnnnngh."
The final bead slipped free, and the hole instantly tightened shut.
Since I'd trained her with a purpose-built cock for conditioning, both her pussy and her ass had retained their original pretty shape rather than being distorted.
"Good. Now let me give you what you've been waiting for."
"Says who? I never said I was waiting."
I slid the toy out of her pussy in one long pull, lined my cockhead up against her anal entrance, tugged the leash, and pushed my hips forward.
Eve's head tipped back, her blue eyes squeezing shut.
The thick cock slid slowly into her conditioned asshole.
"Aaaahn♡"
Gazing up at the ceiling, Eve moaned like a bitch in heat.
"Such lovely moaning, Your Highness."
I began moving my hips, slow and deliberate.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
Every time her body collided with mine, her lewd ass and breasts jiggled springily.
"Nnngh."
Perhaps out of shame at being fucked in the ass, Eve tried to hold back her moans.
I smacked her ass.
Smack!
"Ahhk!"
A red handprint bloomed across the white flesh of her butt.
"Falling back into old habits again, are we? I do believe I told you not to hold in your moans."
"Ahaahn."
"There we go. Good. You have no idea how much juice your pussy is producing right now, Your Highness."
I grabbed one of her asscheeks and spread her open, and a long strand of arousal stretched unbroken all the way down to the bedsheets.
Mortified, Eve slipped a hand between her legs to cover herself.
"Nnnh... don't look..."
I picked up the pace of my pistoning.
Slap-slap-slap-slap.
"Aahn. Aahhhh—aaahn♥"
Eve's hand, which had been covering her pussy, went back to gripping the sheets instead.
"You're taking my cock beautifully in your ass now. Excellent work, Your Highness. At this point, I'd say you've been developed into my exclusive asshole nicely enough."
I slowed my hips as I spoke.
"Ian... don't sully the title of 'Your Highness' with such vulgar words."
Blue eyes beneath blue hair. The princess taking anal training in her true form. This was what I'd demanded from Eve with the wish token I'd earned by advancing through the tournament preliminaries.
"Does it embarrass you? Being collared like a pet, clamped in nipple jewelry in your true form as the Princess—and taking training in that royal ass of yours?"
Eve glanced back over her shoulder at me.
"Everything else is fine, so just please... stop calling me 'Your Highness' while we do this..."
She looked utterly mortified.
"Hmm. But it turns me on, training a princess. Well, no help for it. From now on, whenever we do this, you'll be my flesh slave. Refuse, and I'll just keep calling you 'Your Highness.'"
I yanked the leash.
"Nnngh. Fine. Fine, I get it."
The ornaments clamped on her nipples swayed.
Smack.
I brought my hand down again on the handprint already blooming there.
"Ahhk!"
"Say it. Yes, Master. That's the way."
Back when she'd first taken the womb tattoo and called me Master in her Eve form, it had been purely for contraception. It hadn't been hard for her—it was just a kind of roleplay.
But now...
Now she had to call me Master while every hole in her body was being developed into a tool for my pleasure, repurposed from their original use.
Eve had apparently decided that tarnishing this title was the lesser evil after all.
"...Understood. Master."
"Good girl."
Slap-slap-slap-slap.
The thick shaft pumped in and out of her asshole like it was coming home.
"Aahn♥"
[What do I do... my back side is completely trained now. It feels even better than my pussy♥]
"It was rough at first, but now that your ass is fully trained, it feels good, doesn't it?"
"Hnn... I don't... know."
Smack!
"Aahn!"
"Say thank you, you flesh-slut. You should be grateful I'm training you at all."
"Hnn... Thank you... Master."
I kneaded Eve's reddened ass and asked,
"Thankful for what, exactly?"
"Hnn... Thank you... for training Eve's asshole."
"Good. Now that you're fully trained, from today on I'll be finishing inside. Understood?"
"What?"
Eve whipped around in shock.
Smack!
"Ahhk♥"
"Speak like the flesh-slut you are."
"You'll really... finish inside me... Master?"
"Taking my cum inside is part of the training. Look at yourself—your pussy's already drooling, practically begging me to fill it up."
[Gazing Molestation]
[Gazing Molestation]
[Gazing Molestation]
The entrance to her pussy twitched hard.
Slap-slap-slap-slap.
"Ahhhhhh—aaahn♡"
Eve collapsed flat against the bed, nothing left of her but a raised ass.
Her plump breasts, squashed against the mattress, spilled out to the side.
[This is impossible... I can feel it front and back at the same time. What is this? It's dangerous. I'm getting addicted♥]
"Aaaaaahn♥ Master."
"How is it? Feels good?"
"Yesh... it feels good, Master."
[Was I maybe already Ian's flesh slave long before this?]
Every time I thrust, my balls slapped wetly against her perineum.
"Eve. When I cum, say it like a proper flesh-slut. You've had plenty of practice by now."
I started pounding into her hard.
Slap-slap-slap-slap.
"Aahn. Master. Please cum all of your seed into Eve's asshole. Eve is Master's exclusive cum-toileeeeet♥"
"Ahh—!"
I yanked the leash taut as I came.
Eve's head, buried against the bed, was forced back.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
I unloaded ceaseless ropes of cum into my newly developed cum-toilet, marking my territory—declaring that the Imperial Princess's ass belonged to me and me alone.
Overwhelmed by the pleasure semen flooding her body, Eve clawed at the sheets.
"Nnnnngh! Nnngh!"
Her eyes rolled back and her hips spasmed, and a long stream of clear squirt hissed out of her pussy.
When I finished, I slowly drew my cock out of her ass.
White cum gushed back out in sloppy waves.
"Ahhh—aaaaah. Aaahn♥"
Her ass kept trembling as she squirted again and again, squeaking with each spasm.
I moved around beside Eve and gently stroked her back.
Evangeline Loreline's skill Mana Sensitivity (Lv. 0) has leveled up to Mana Sensitivity (Lv. 1).
Her climax gradually subsided.
"Nnnh..."
She let out an exhausted breath.
"Eve. From now on, call me Master in the bedroom."
Eve let her plump, upraised ass slump down onto the bed.
"Hah... hah... ...Yes, Mashter."
Evangeline Loreline turned on the shower.
Really... how much did he cum in me that it's still coming out?
She reached back and wiped between her cheeks. A handful of white cum smeared across her fingers.
I could just make it come out with mana, so it's not really a problem, but still.
Evangeline had the strange feeling that the mana inside her body was easier to sense than before.
She opened her hand and gazed quietly at her palm.
Blue mana gathered there, coalescing into a tiny sphere.
Every time I'm with Ian, it feels like my ability to handle mana is growing.
Knock knock.
At the sound, Evangeline dispersed the mana.
"Hm? What is it?"
The door cracked open and Ian poked his head in.
"Eve, I'm heading out early."
Today was the day of the Round of 16 in the knight tournament.
"Already?"
"They're doing some kind of pre-match briefing and orientation for the participants."
"Isn't that still awfully early?"
"Even if we went together, I'd have to wait in a separate waiting room anyway. You've got over two hours, so take your time getting ready."
"So today's the day you finally get to let loose, huh?"
She gave a faint smile. I could feel it—worry for me, mixed with genuine encouragement.
"That would be the idea."
"Ian."
"Yeah?"
Evangeline balled both fists and held them up.
"Fighting!"
"Yeah. Fighting. See you soon."
Ian closed the door behind him.
A short while later, Evangeline finished her shower, dried her hair, and dressed in the modest dress she'd bought a few weeks ago with her wages. After wearing nothing but lewd, revealing clothes lately, putting on something dignified felt strangely novel.
Once she'd pinned up her hair ornaments and looked at herself in the full-length mirror, Princess Evangeline stood there staring back.
My chest got so big that even this dress looks indecent now.
Still, she figured she could conceal her figure well enough with a proper outer coat.
Evangeline peered out the window through a gap in the curtains.
Crowds were flooding the streets below. Balloons and street food. Children's laughter and music. Everyone, swept up in the festive mood, was streaming toward a single destination.
They said tickets for the Round of 16 sold out completely.
And this was well before match time—these people were already on their way to the arena.
Evangeline watched the direction of the arena and murmured quietly to herself.
"Ian... don't you dare get hurt."
She drew the curtains shut and sat down at her vanity.
It was time to turn from Evangeline back into Eve.
"I left the hair dye right here somewhere... hm? What's this?"
Sitting conspicuously at one end of the vanity was something like a ring box.
Curious, she picked it up and opened it.
Inside was a ring set with a glass bead—old, but lovingly maintained.
Evangeline's eyes went wide.
"...No way."
A proposal? Ian... for me?
She glanced needlessly around the empty room, then carefully took out the ring and slipped it onto her finger.
It fit perfectly.
Of course it does.
The moment she put it on, the glass bead began to glow with a soft blue light. It was a ring befitting the woman known as the Blue Jewel of the Empire.
Evangeline looked at the ring on her hand and pressed her palm to her reddening cheek.
Ian... I want it. Let's do it that way.
She imagined herself accepting his proposal.
And in the same instant—
Whoosh—
Evangeline vanished.