Chapter 72 – Duel Again
“…?”
A confused look passes by on the faces of ‘Dancing with Wolves’.
Even though she threw off her underwear, the last bulwark to cover her secret places, and lay down on the bed, preparing for a duel, the sense of incongruity that lingered in her mind and stung her instincts did not go away.
“Hey… Is this a matter of course…?
A duel between you and me… This way, the winner is the one who kills the other person first.”
She said in a suspicious voice.
Actually, the question itself was strange.
Who would ask such a question when you are doing something that is really common sense and not strange?
She herself felt it, albeit little by little.
“So. Is there a certain way to duel?
Even if the winner is decided by rock-paper-scissors, it’s the right way if you and I agree.”
The princess only spoke softly.
Where did she go with her usual way of talking that irritates people? At this point, she was the one who said nice things to hear.
In fact, she overruled his words.
Soft voices and irrefutable facts.
When she listens to him, a deep, comfortable sensation gently wraps around her heart, making her head go blank.
Her warm heat rises from her belly and burns away her various distractions that were making her nervous.
At the same time, the sad and sorrowful feeling of wanting something from her makes her rub her thighs and burn her.
Her doubts and anxieties have been dispelled, and a smile curls her lips as it rises with her pleasant relief.
‘No!’
She opened her eyes wide and took her heart.
It was a method that had already been repeated several times.
When you get lost in the relief in front of her eyes, you can’t think properly.
Her mind goes blank and she is immersed in the sweet honey-like feeling of the princess!
Match!
She slaps her own cheek.
A red handprint appeared on the left cheek of the woman who had been hit.
But it worked.
She felt as though something had broken off that held her together with the fog that had been in her head all along.
Her darkly locked eyes regained a clear light.
“What’s going on? You slapped yourself on the cheek…
It hurts, are you okay?”
“Don’t come close to me…
You son of a bitch… Don’t try to manipulate me!”
She again drew her pistol, which she had thrown haphazardly around ‘Dancing with the Wolves’ as she came back to her senses.
However, her own princess, her gun pointed at her, just observes her with her laid-back expression.
So, it is the same as yesterday.
She ended up not pulling her trigger yesterday in the exact same situation as now.
“I’m going to shoot! This time it’s different… I resisted your magic!
I’m going to blow her head off!”
‘Dancing with the wolves,’ he exclaimed.
It was more like a promise she made to herself than a bravado of hers.
However, the moment her eyes met the princess, her heart was filled with despair.
What I felt in the princess’ eyes was neither tension nor fear.
He was looking at her with her expectant eyes.
“Attack against me and my comrades is forbidden.
It’s one of those hints carved deep into your subconscious.
If you can resist the suggestion and shoot me, that’s what I’m looking forward to.
I will die with a happy heart.”
“This, this crazy…”
The princess speaks without batting an eye.
I instinctively feel that his words are sincere.
Absolute belief in her own magic.
A duel between wizards with similar skills can be seen as a battle of mental strength.
The moment the look in his eyes made her go down, she was already halfway lost.
Is this heart fear?
The hand holding the pistol trembled.
Even the familiar action, repeated thousands of times, the grip of the pistol feels unfamiliar.
In ‘Dancing with the Wolves’, she knew she couldn’t pull the trigger.
Took.
As the pistol falls from her weak hand, a look of disappointment flashes across the princess’s face.
But he straightened up immediately.
Princesses sometimes seem unemotional, but they are people too.
It’s not that he doesn’t feel emotions, he just tries not to reveal them.
When suggesting, the hypnotist must not be agitated.
This is because the hypnotized person has a close mental relationship with the hypnotist.
If you show your emotions easily, you can give sympathy or relief to the hypnotized person, but the sense of mystery or surreal presence is completely lost.
‘Dances with Wolves’ is a case in particular that resists his suggestions, so I couldn’t lose my leading position.
“Can’t you shoot too?”
Took. Took. Took. Took.
The princess speaks in a soft voice and taps the back of her hand at regular intervals.
It is to disperse a corner of the consciousness of ‘dance with wolves’ by hearing a sound that repeats a certain pattern.
Her gaze has been wandering around since she actually started playing the sound.
Little by little, I focus on the repeated sound like a machine and fall into it.
She doesn’t even know why she does it.
“Then calm down. Now, look at my fingers.
I’m hitting the back of my hand Looking at this, my eyelids slowly get heavy.
It’s a feeling you know well. I’m starting to feel better…”
“Stop, stop. Doing… To me…”
Took. Took. Took…
The princess’s finger moves precisely and repetitively.
Before he knew it, the eyes of ‘Dances with Wolves’ were nailed to his fingers.
She tries with all her might to resist, but her body doesn’t budge, only her lips moving.
My entire consciousness is absorbed by the movement of the princess’s fingers.
Took. Took. Took…
“Eyes are open, but I can’t see anything.
I can’t hear anything but my voice and this pleasant sound.
You don’t have to think about anything.”
“Stop… That…”
The princess’s voice is still soft, yet full of conviction.
It was a voice that took away all her will to resist.
It feels good to hear him speak.
The reason why the princess refrained from swearing and used soft words was due to her strict education, but it was also to give trust to the hypnotist when she was like this.
When the swear words you utter become thorns and get stuck in her memory, you cannot avoid sharpening your impression of the person.
It’s hard to feel relieved to hear someone like that.
“…”
The movement of ‘Dances with Wolves’ stops.
Her eyes, cloudy like glass marbles, were still looking somewhere and occasionally blinked her eyes, but she couldn’t feel anything right now.
Her lips, which had been snuggling, have long since hardened while slightly open, and there is no response even though saliva flows out through the gap.
Only the ringing of the princess’s fingers swayed her entire body from side to side.
It is as if she herself has become the pendulum of a clock.
“I feel good, my body is shaking.
The more you shake, the more you feel better.”
Shake. Shake. Shake.
She didn’t answer
But if she had been able to move her mouth, she would have said yes.
Such intense pleasure filled her heart.
Took. Took. Took.
Shake. Shake. Shake.
“5… 4… 3…”
The princess counted with the movement of her fingers.
From now on, there was no need for additional explanations such as counting numbers or what happens when you count numbers.
Already in a state of hypnosis, she instinctively knew what state she was supposed to be in.
Each time the princess counted, her consciousness sank deeper and deeper, as if she were descending a flight of stairs.
“2… 1… Now we’ve come down to the darkest place… You don’t have to think about anything.
It’s a very comfortable place.”
As she finishes the count, the sound of her fingers stops.
Likewise, the moment the body of ‘Dances with Wolves’ stopped shaking, the princess approached and spread her palms to cover her entire face.
“Like a sleeping mind, the body also stiffens.
Body and mind are moved only by my words…”
This time it’s a strong tone.
Having succumbed to the command-like suggestion, her entire body hardened as if petrified.
The princess walks up to her and blows her breath on her forehead.
With just that movement, ‘Dances with the Wolves’ lost all her strength and fell on her back, on her knees.
No matter how soft the bed is, there is not even a flinch when the body rolls over on the back.
She was completely unconscious.
“…”
This time the princess swallows her saliva.
‘Dancing with the Wolves’ is utterly defenseless, with her falling backwards on her knees.
The appearance of revealing moist female organs makes the male’s desire to conquer fiercely boil.
It could be said that the body and mind were almost in a state of surrender.
Yes, ‘almost’.
Not everything.
Although she is in the deepest hypnotic state she has ever been in, it is not completely finished.
“You’re answering me honestly.
How are you feeling now?”
“…Good mood.”
“What do you think?”
“…A person who doesn’t know what he’s thinking or what he really is…
I don’t think he’s fundamentally a bad person… But I can’t be relieved.
The person I must defeat.”
This answer was tantamount to proof that her heart had not yet been broken.
She still had the will to win over the princess and do what she had to do.
Otherwise, she is hypnotized and plucked is not worth it.
The princess smiled.
“Can you win?”
“I don’t know… I’m being manipulated.
I hadn’t questioned my outfit until I entered the tent…
I completely forgot what happened yesterday.
Even when she was told hypnosis directly, she didn’t care about it.
Every time I look at the princess, I feel a sense of relief.”
“…I see. In fact, if it were you a few days ago, I would never have said that.
The experience of losing several times has cracked your spirit.
It’s as if you’ve already lost.”
“Uh… No. I won’t lose.
Do not give in to pleasure. You resisted the princess’s magic today as well.”
“Since last night, you haven’t been able to resist once, but right before the duel, you’re hypnotized, right?
That means you were very afraid of a duel with me.
Because you subconsciously know that you will never win.
Because I know you won’t forget the pleasure of losing to me.
To the extent that I was released from hypnosis in such great fear.”
The princess whispers
Is it because I was stabbed in the middle?
Even in a state of deep hypnosis, ‘Dancing with Wolves’ frowns.
“Oh, no. No… I… I.
I will definitely liberate this land.
I have to live a life that is not ashamed of the man who saved me.”
“Okay then, let’s start the duel now.
I swear, if you win, I’ll release you.”
“…”
‘Dancing with the Wolves’ was silent.
She doesn’t say anything
If he said he would do so, a duel would begin immediately, but he did not.
The princess, who had not heard her answer even after waiting for a long time, let out a sigh.
“You really are a coward.
I can’t help it. Then, let’s pretend there was no duel today.
When the assassin comes, we have no choice but to fight together.
The rest of the time I’ll have to jerk off.
Can you tell me about your castle walls?”
The princess changes the subject in a duel.
‘Dances with the Wolves’, who must defeat him and regain freedom as soon as possible, did not find fault with him.
Rather, she answers his question with a voice mixed with relief.
“Yeah… I. Sitting on top of the man, facing him. Holding his arms and legs tightly, rubbing his whole body and getting stuck in him… It’s disgusting.”
“That was done yesterday. It was so good that a castle wall was built.
But there’s one thing I didn’t say.”
She had imagined such a scene while talking about her own castle.
Gongju-in says while looking at the cracks in her cunt that open to the left and right and begin to ooze out.
“Doesn’t it feel good to say ‘I lost’ while facing each other?”
“Ah, no, no… It’s not like that at all…!”
‘Dances with wolves,’ she says as she pleads.
But she is a princess and of course she has no intention of quitting in moderation.
“It’s okay. It’s not a duel today. You can say ‘I lost’.
Well, from now on, the castle wall you dreamed of will come true.
The way you feel most, the posture, the situation will happen right now.
You can feel the best…
Now!”
The princess speaks confidently.
The experience that created her wall was something she had only had the day before.
There are more than enough sources left in her mind to recreate the scene.
The waist of ‘Dancing with Wolves’, which cannot move by itself, bounces like a bridge.
“Whoa, haa, aaaaa?”
Her eyelids are wide open, but on the contrary, her pupils are small and constricted.
She is now looking at a virtual world, not reality.
She is floating in the world of her favorites and pleasures.
Pleasure-soaked saliva drips from her lips with a foolish smile.
Hardened breasts and upright nipples.
The clitoris, which had swollen to its limit, was released from the epidermis above the crack that opened its mouth on its own.
The princess, without hesitation, reached out and covered her clitoris with her palm.
He uses the entire palm of her hand to begin pressing lightly on her sensitive clitoris.
“Hey?!”
“Say ‘I lost’.
It’s okay, it’s just jerking off.
It’s not like losing a duel…”
“Heheh, ah, haaaaa!”
“It’s okay. Masturbation isn’t a bad thing.
Rather, if you quench your sexual desire with masturbation, it will give you an advantage in the duel with me.
So tell me quickly.”
Saying it’s okay over and over and persuasion that seems logical at first glance.
A command that was suddenly given in a strong tone after giving relief with soft words.
With her consciousness forced to sleep, she involuntarily uttered the words while struggling with her pleasure.
“I’m losing, I’m losing… Uhhhhh?!”
Pshaah!
The princess tilts her head back to avoid the strong jet of water.
The fountain shot violently from ‘Dances with Wolves’ hit the ceiling with a strong sound.
When the fountain ends, water droplets condensed on the ceiling fall one by one and wet the bedspread, as if condensation had occurred.
The culprit, ‘Dancing with the Wolves’, who has reached a violent climax, is opening his mouth blankly.
The look on her face seemed like it was just the word ‘doubtful’.
It was not strange even if there were question marks floating around.
She had no idea what had happened to her body.
Her princess whispered the correct answer to her.
“Does it feel good to say you lost?”
The body of ‘Dances with Wolves’ trembles.
