Chapter 160 – Break Apart, Common Sense, Burst Endorphins (2)
“Wasn’t it uncomfortable?”
“A feeling of wearing? Or an explosion of pleasure?”
“Both sides.”
“There was no problem with the fit at all. But with the chastity belt on, it felt really crazy.”
Janice pointed to the chastity belt placed on one side of the desk.
“Sexual feelings well up in my arms and legs, but I can’t even masturbate. This is sexual torture. It’s so horrible.”
“Isn’t this a restraint made with some care for human rights? It’s not like they were actually sexually torturing.”
Even if I don’t care about the kingdom, I have no intention of engaging in gory sexual torture.
‘Even if that wasn’t the case, it was still effective as a prison and trap.’
A sex bomb necklace, no, it’s not a necklace because it’s hung somewhere else than the neck.
First of all, it was used as both a bracelet and an anklet, but the bomb necklace is still the most appropriate in terms of meaning.
“I just stuffed my limbs with a device that activates physical activity, along with my neck.”
“It’s not because I put it on with the chastity belt.”
“It was definitely effective, right? Considering that my mother tried to climb on top of me as soon as I took off the chastity belt.”
“Ugh.”
As soon as I released Zenith’s restraints.
Even as soon as I took off Zenith’s chastity belt.
“…Forget who I was just now. That kind of obscenity is unacceptable for a noble.”
She hugged me and wanted my cock, so I inserted my cock right inside Janice without even doing foreplay.
-Ahh…! This is it…! Now I can’t live without this dick…!
-That’s not a safe word.
-I don’t know that…! Haha, I’m serious…! You, you made me like this…!
In this way, Zenith became unable to live without Rouge Permaten.
I have satisfied her her her sexual desires her, now if I satisfy her her desire for power and fame, she will become completely mine.
The foundation of the Rugi Permaten kingdom – whether it will be a political kingdom or an economic kingdom, we do not know yet – is being steadily laid.
With sex.
“How do you feel about using it yourself?”
“It was quite unpleasant.”
Zenith glared at me in a brusque voice.
“I feel like I’m going crazy because my sexual desire is so overflowing, but there are no men. If it weren’t for me, most women would…Ugh.”
Zenith pointed to the traps installed throughout the passageways of the dungeon.
“You just decided to make women slaves to your sexual desires, huh? If it wasn’t me, it would be the end.”
“Yes. I decided to make you a slave to this dick. A slave to this Rouge Permaten.”
What are the traps in this prison?
“The moment you fall into the trap, Rouge Permaten treats you like the man of your dreams.”
These are the dream traps handcrafted by Astarote.
Specifically, what it does is that it causes you to fall asleep the moment you are trapped.
And in my dreams, I dream of having sex with myself.
“Well, most of them will meet the dictator tyrant Rouge Fermaten.”
In my dreams, I am sometimes kind, sometimes oppressive, a being reminiscent of a tyrant in a romantic fantasy novel, a criminal wearing a bomb necklace.
The name of the trap is ‘Lopane Sex’.
Should I say #animal male, #rapist male protagonist, #impoverished.
Each person’s dreams will vary, but at least most of these dreams will be dreams of being raped by the fit and handsome Rouge Fermatten.
“What was it like for me in my mother’s dream?”
“Hmph. I didn’t get caught in a trap?”
“Oh, really…?”
I was a little curious about what kind of Rouge Permaten Zenith was hoping for, but unfortunately, Zenith didn’t fall into the trap.
“I heard you were caught by Laura more than ten times?”
“…That sound was just because my legs were relaxed.”
“There was no trap?”
“If there was a trap, how could I face you like this?”
Zenith frowned.
“The entire contents of the dream will be reported to you. That is some kind of public execution.”
“Are you ashamed of yourself for having sex with Luge in your delusions?”
“Of course it’s embarrassing. It’s not the same as confessing that I wish the Rouge Permaton was this kind of man. It’s even a sex position or a comment.”
I want you to touch me somewhere.
I wish you would whisper something.
-Ah. Is the recording going well? Ah, brother. Can I hear? Would you like to say I love you?
-Uh. I can hear. I love you.
-Actually, it’s not a recording, it’s a live video call. Both my mom and dad are next to me.
-…
Even thinking about it makes me feel embarrassed.
“If I had been caught in a trap, I would have had sex with my mother as she wanted.”
“Wouldn’t that mean I was taken away by you in my dream?”
“I can’t even manage having sex with myself in my dreams, can I?”
Having sex with a celebrity during a wet dream doesn’t cause a sex scandal.
Dreams are inevitable.
However, in cases where the dream factory intentionally asks ‘Please let someone come out’, the existence in the dream is controlled.
For example, if a guest at the Dream Factory says, ‘Please let me have sex with Countess Zenith!’, That person can use the Dream Factory, but Zenith Permaten does not appear in the dream.
As for what kind of being appears, it is with the help of ‘her’.
-What? You find it unpleasant to have wet dreams about your women? Then leave it to me. If you use the sex magic I taught you from Asti, I will appear in their dreams. Oh hoho.
Desmonica of Spawn.
Through Astarotte’s sex magic, she can go on a business trip to the Dream Factory through ‘dreams’.
-Originally, I exist here, but my soul wanders outside and lives on people’s wet dreams. That’s how they lay eggs. Hehe, I guess I’ll be able to keep laying eggs without having to go far?
Thanks to this, she escapes to the surface with only her conscious mind, and as a succubus, she preys on men in their dreams and uses that energy to mass-produce succubi.
A win-win for both sides.
She unintentionally encountered a giant demon at the hatchery, but thanks to her, things are progressing one by one.
Threat to the safety of adventurers due to mass production of succubi?
I don’t know about that.
If you set out to catch a succubus and the succubus kills you, that’s not my fault, it’s their fault.
Well, anyway.
“The dungeon is functioning normally, so from now on, all those who have committed terrible crimes will be imprisoned here.”
“Isn’t it dangerous? You can still escape.”
“I only relax it because it’s my mother, but I will strictly manage the criminals who actually come in.”
This is a dungeon.
It is a place where strict management is carried out, almost worse than solitary confinement in a prison.
Of course, if you ask me if the guards working in this prison are mine, that is not the case.
‘The problem is that I can’t trust people.’
You can tell just by looking around the guards’ eyes.
Since I have been wearing glasses for quite a long time, there are always slight marks left on the frames between the corners of my eyes and my ears.
The story goes that even the guards in the dungeon, even if they are men, are all spies from the empire.
Maybe one day it will be filled with trustworthy people, but at least for now, the dungeon must be managed with a magical ‘system’.
At least, it wouldn’t be unfair if the prisoner escaped because the system was poor, but it would be extremely unfair if the prisoner escaped because the guard released the prisoner.
‘After all, you can’t trust just anyone.’
I can’t trust anyone who hasn’t had sex with me.
I feel like I’m going to start distrusting people because I think that everyone is aiming for my seed, and by extension, everyone is aiming for my head.
That’s right.
“Then, let’s take the first prisoner in.”
Now that I have to throw someone who worked for the Fermaten family into the dungeon, I have no choice but to manage the state of the dungeon myself.
“A criminal who dared to embezzle Fermaten’s assets.”
“…Is this what happens in the end?”
Zenith lamented, but nodded, covering his face with his hands.
“No matter how much you are from the kingdom, if you cause damage to Fermaten, you must be held accountable.”
“Yes. Because I committed a very terrible crime.”
A very terrible sin.
“Just because I am burning a magic stone, I cannot forgive the sin of trying to take it outside without permission.”
Theft.
Embezzlement.
“He said that. If he was going to burn the magic stone anyway, it would be a waste, so he would use it himself.”
“…I guess that’s not really the intention.”
“Yes. Because it was in that magic stone package.”
Just one.
A unique treasure produced only once in Fermaten.
“I cannot forgive the sin of daring to steal Rouge Permaten’s cup.”
Criminal.
Chief maid, Emma.
She was caught trying to smuggle out a large amount of magic stones, and among those magic stones was a cup of prickly pear.
* * *
That time.
In the temporary prison in one corner of Baek’s room, that is, the interrogation center set up temporarily before the dungeon opened, there was a middle-aged woman with her arms and legs tied to her chair.
“Uuuuu…!!”
The woman let out a painful moan and her body trembled.
The armrests and feet of her chair were filled with ring-like jewels that sparkled with magic, and the woman was tied tightly to her chair, unable to move at all.
“Maid leader. Why did you betray Fermaten?”
I lightly lifted the whip.
“Where are you trying to sell using my dick?”
“…”
Neither Zenith next to me nor anyone else in the interrogation room could say anything about the maid’s appearance her her her.
“You won’t answer even if things end up like that?”
“…”
The maid, Emma, is in heat right now.
“It won’t work. I have no choice but to explode my sexual desire even more. Now, how long can you hold out?”
True sexual torture is not inflicting physical pain on the genitals.
“Let’s find the light by embroidering. If you don’t embroider, the pleasure will increase endlessly. And here, the ‘fetish’ you desire will be revealed.”
I pointed to the crystal ball linked to the bomb necklaces.
“Now, tell me quickly. Who is behind it? If you don’t tell me, your sex fantasy will be revealed to everyone.”
Ah!
What a gentlemanly threat this is.
There is no physical violence.
“Who gave the order? Huh?”
There is no sexual torture.
“Tell me. Who were you thinking of just now?”
