Chapter 30 – #9 I’ll Do What You Say (1)
After Mona’s torture-like body transformation, it’s night.
Emilia was freed from the stone chamber, which completely distorted her sense of time, in a matter of hours at most.
From the basement to the surface, I returned to the hallway of a luxurious mansion that somehow felt nostalgic.
The first place we headed was the bathroom.
It wasn’t the small space attached to the bedroom prepared for Emilia herself,
She was taken to a large and luxurious Jade Room, like a large public bath, where she was washed first.
Clean, clean.
The sweat she had shed, the meat restraints that bound her and the slime that her tentacles soaked,
The special aphrodisiac that Mona had soaked into Emilia’s body, and all other filth, wiped her bodily fluids clean.
Ugh… Oops…
But, at most, how much of an effect had Emilia’s body already had after just a few hours of remodeling?
To the extent that she at most rubbed and wiped the skin with her towel and brush and her bare hands, Emilia reacted with her body trembling as if startled from time to time.
‘Uhuhuhu♪’
Mona doesn’t miss it and looks at it happily.
Looking forward to the future, a pathetic and lovely figure.
Even in such a state, the heavy 【Hero’s Crest】 still remained on the back of her hand,
Those solemn patterns that still seemed to prove her nobility and loftiness,
Contrasting with Emilia’s pitiful appearance, which will be corrupted to the point where she can’t see the bottom in the future, it further enhances the flavor.
“… Huhu, let’s wash it clean~ Because the owner will be waiting with great anticipation~”
Swallowing her various intersecting feelings and desires, Mona continues to wash Emilia’s body.
Clean, every nook and cranny.
While applying scented oil that smells nice, I deliberately slowly add some extra time to it, wiping the places I had previously polished again,
Enjoy the shallow, torturous time of bathing for as long as possible…
* * *
Coming out of her bathroom, Emilia came out into the hallway wearing a dress different from the one she had worn in the morning.
What was in her morning was Emilia’s noble flower-like beauty and a noble impression that added to her delicate feeling.
What she was wearing now was a dress with a very small area of fabric, fluttering along the angle of her body, and a bewitching, or to put it vulgar, vulgar feeling that seemed to show her inner flesh.
It’s like tempting a man, or similar to something worn to shame a sinner… That kind of clothes.
‘Underwear…’
Emilia lowered her gaze slightly gloomily, recalling the sultry negligee she had worn under her dress with Mona’s help.
… Anyway, it’s the first time I’ve tried this type of underwear, so it’s like I’m anxious in many ways.
And.
After finishing her grooming, Emilia was headed straight to the dining room.
Even so, it was late for her to come up from the basement, and since Mona washed needlessly for a long time, it was already quite late (she barely checked the time on the clock in the hallway),
That’s why I knew how to have dinner alone or with Mona.
If not that, she was willing to endure eating with her servants to some extent.
… But when she arrived at the restaurant,
“You are late. I asked you to reheat the dishes, so take it easy, my Emilia.”
She sat there calmly turning over a book, her face really unsightly.
“… Why are you here?”
“Yes? Is it so strange that I come to my mansion, my restaurant, to eat?”
“When I say, I mean ‘at this time’. … Dinner time must have been long ago.”
In addition to tea time, keeping meal times is a noble quality.
At least Emilia was taught that way when she was young.
Not respecting mealtimes, especially being late for a precious dinner, is directly related to the dignity of a nobleman.
As an aristocrat who lives with dignity and dies for it, not meeting meal times must be an act of great repulsion.
“My Emilia. If I said that I waited because I wanted to eat with you, wouldn’t the answer be?”
“…”
Come to think of it, was it like that at lunch too?
I didn’t check the time properly back then, but since I woke up late and spent a bit of time grooming myself, I might not have made it to the proper lunch time.
Even then, Count Meln must have waited like this.
“Meals are important, Emilia. So I swore that I would definitely have this precious meal time with you.”
“Emilia, my Emilia.”
“Snacks, medicines, things like that can’t be helped. But, but about the meal. I want to spend this precious time in the same space as you, eating the same food.”
“If you don’t eat anything, I’ll starve with you.”
“… It’s just that it’s not good for your skin or your health, so I’ll stop it.”
With a face full of infatuation, Earl Meln opened his arms wide and said so as if to welcome Emilia.
To an ordinary person, she might have called it a passionate confession of love, but
What I felt from Count Meln was just obsession and madness.
There is nothing more I want to say.
If I say more, only Emilia’s side will be consumed.
Because of that, Emilia looked away from her in despair and put another question into her mouth.
“… What are you using instead of a chair?”
“Yes? Is this a complaint? You don’t have to worry about it.”
“… Can you not care?”
A little while ago, no, from the moment I entered this dinner room, I was concerned.
That it was a moaning sound coming from somewhere, I couldn’t just ignore it.
Following Mona’s guidance, we get a little closer to Count Meln, and she barely What he sits onRealized the identity of
Thing, should I say.
A little while ago, I saw the In that underground stone chamber.The princess.
This noble princess, who is called [Imperial Wisdom],
Her naked body, on a dog-like slave collar and leash, lay beneath him and was being used as a chair.
… What the hell are you doing
“Don’t worry too much. For education, sometimes you have to use it like this. I took Mona’s advice there, but it’s basically my policy.”
“What do you see people as? !”
“Person? Don’t worry, my Emilia. What we have here is simple livestock. It’s a word I use when I need it, and it’s just a toy I play with when I’m bored. I don’t understand what the problem is.”
“You… !!”
My head feels like bursting with anger.
I even thought it might boil and erupt like a volcano.
Even so, with his fists clenched, Count Meln simply smiled as he looked at Emilia, who was unable to even resist.
“… Just kidding, my Emilia. It’s beautiful to be angry, but don’t be too angry. … She forgets to eat, and she seems to eat you.”
Earl Meln covered his mouth and laughed at what was so pleasant, then added a small explanation.
Even so, it didn’t change that the content was the worst.
It seems that even the first princess, who is now under Count Meln, is not treated like this every time.
And the other women receiving training in the stone chamber.
Teaching hours are set, and other than that, they allow a proper human life.
However, as much as the teaching time given to them, they are thoroughly instilled with ideas and treated as livestock, slaves, playthings, servants, and fallen females.
“Because we can’t forget human dignity itself. Just animals have no value.”
In the end, the time to treat them as human beings is not a matter of consideration, but simply a story in terms of use value.
… Well, it was better not to listen.
I realize again how mean he is, how shameless, what a disgusting race he is.
“But, yes. This bitch makes my Emilia feel bad. That’s another pity … I need to give up my soul.”
Saying that, Count Meln raised his hand and placed the first princess’ trembling buttocks lying on her face naked beneath her.
He hit the fruit-like flesh of the peach hard.
Slap! Slap! Clash!
Aww… Ugh… Hey…
Every time she slapped her hand on her pretty ass, a weak, thin, yet ecstatic moan leaked out.
Only then did Emilia realize.
The princess, acting as Count Meln’s vulgar human chair,
That the person of that noble lineage is happy to be treated like this.
Her face was flushed with red as if it had heated up, and a sweet sigh escaped from between her lips.
It is more likely that the trembling of his body was due to the excitement and masochistic pleasure that made his body tremble, rather than the weight of Count Meln.
From an angle that Emilia couldn’t see, she was also smearing her floor with the juices of her female cunt dripping from the crack between her crotches as if she were drooling.
“Stop it,” She said while Emilia couldn’t bear to say it.
Earl Meln stretched out his hand and now began to shove his fingers between the crotches of the princess, as if rummaging through her genitals.
Tsukkuk tsukkuk tsuuk tsuuk tsuuk
Ah… Haha… Ahhhhh…
“Really, I don’t like this bitch. Even when I saw him in public, I hated him for being cocky with that smart, arrogant face.”
Tsukkuk tsukkuk tsukkuk tsukkuk tsukkuk
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa… !
“I wanted to become a little cute while being trained, but to make my Emilia angry.
Really, what should I do? What to do with this anger?
Mona, after all, rather than sending this bitch back intact, would it be better to throw her bare feet into the street?”
“Oh my, that would be nice. If possible, why don’t you put it on top of a cart and parade around the streets of the slums? “Pick and eat me like a dog,” And leave it hanging around her neck.”
“Yes. That’s good. Let’s do it. You pissed off my Emilia. If that’s the case, you’ll be forgiven.
… After making this woman like that, she should bring her second princess instead.
That female is less to my liking, but she is a little more docile than this――”
While still stirring, poking and rubbing the princess’s lewd pussy with her fingers,
Earl Meln, who had a shady conversation with Mona.
However, that conversation was cut short due to Emilia intervening.
It is not polite to interrupt a conversation. Even if I knew that, I couldn’t just listen like this.
“… Stop. Please. I was wrong.”
“Yes? Emilia? What did you do wrong? Everyone is wrong about this princess. What on earth is it your fault, my love?”
“…”
“Ah,” He said, biting his lip.
Anger soars. I wanted to slap this man right now.
It seems possible. Somehow I feel that way. In fact, her arms, which would have hardened like wax and didn’t budge when she tried to resist him, were now moving with strange ease.
――I am being tested.
I hear such thoughts. Surely, if they rebel here, they will do what they say.
See Emilia Min. Regain her cool regaining her sanity.
“… I will do as you ask. … So please forgive the princess. Please.”
With trembling lips, I confess like that.
