## Chapter 7 – No. 25. Charlotte #2
Charlotte, whom Acer had mentioned, was waiting right in front of the restaurant.
Charlotte recognized No. 25 and greeted him with a sly smile.
“You’re here?”
“Yes….”
Strangely, No. 25 felt infinitely small whenever he stood before her, like a mouse before a snake. The aura she exuded was more dangerous than Acer’s. She was clearly smiling, but it was far more terrifying than seeing her angry.
However, a strange anticipation was also growing within him, a desire for her to continue what she had done yesterday.
“Did you hear from the Demon Lord? I’ll be in charge of your training from now on.”
No. 25, stiff as a board, immediately responded to Charlotte’s words.
“Yes, I heard.”
Charlotte flicked No. 25’s chin with her index finger, making a “hmm” sound.
“Why are you so tense? Am I scary?”
Saying he was scared would be suicide. No. 25 squeezed his eyes shut and quickly shook his head from side to side.
Charlotte stroked No. 25’s head with considerable force.
Just from the ancient vampire Charlotte applying a bit of pressure, No. 25 felt as if the skin on his head was about to peel off.
‘I’m going to die…!’
He wouldn’t actually die from it, but that’s how painful it felt to No. 25. Charlotte didn’t care about No. 25’s feelings and continued to stroke his head as she pleased.
Each time a horn got caught between her fingers, a strange sensation beyond pain arose.
“First, let’s go get that hair cut. You have such a cute face, but it’s a shame when it’s so messy, don’t you think?”
Charlotte finally released her grip and gently patted his head twice. No. 25 followed behind Charlotte, feeling his head to make sure it hadn’t fallen off and was still properly attached.
Charlotte’s steps led to the bathhouse from yesterday.
As they arrived in front of the bathhouse, the sensations from yesterday began to creep back up.
“What are you doing? Come on in.”
The bathhouse, which he had entered in the morning, was completely drained of water. The heat from yesterday had dissipated, and the brightly lit bathhouse, made of marble, created a beautiful atmosphere. Looking at it, it felt as if all the sensations from yesterday had been a dream in a fantasy.
“Sit here.”
Charlotte pointed to a small chair.
Seeing No. 25 seated on the small chair, Charlotte immediately turned to stand behind him.
Charlotte leaned her body against No. 25’s back and began to gently touch his hair.
More than the sensation of her breasts touching his back, it was the sharpness of her nails passing through his hair, the chilling feeling that his neck could be cut at any moment, that was the only sensation No. 25 felt now.
“You don’t have to be so scared. I’m just going to trim your hair and then we’ll leave.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Charlotte took out scissors from her pocket and immediately began to cut No. 25’s hair.
Snip, snip.
With a pleasant sound, the hair he had never cut before fell to the floor in clumps.
It was the first time he had experienced the sensation of his vision widening and the heavy, accumulated hair becoming lighter.
So hair is this heavy when it’s gathered together. Thinking that, No. 25 entrusted himself to Charlotte, maintaining a moderate level of caution.
Charlotte hummed a tune, seemingly satisfied as she cut his hair to her liking.
Snip, snip.
About ten more minutes passed, and the hair that had grown long enough to reach his buttocks was neatly cut to a bob that reached his shoulders.
No. 25 was quite surprised when he saw his reflection in the mirror. He had never imagined he could see his face so clearly.
After cutting all the hair and brushing off the remaining strands from his scalp, Charlotte blew air into No. 25’s ear and whispered.
“Should we continue what we did yesterday?”
Along with the cut hair tickling his cheek, the memories of yesterday vividly resurfaced.
Yes, it wasn’t a delusion or a dream. That feeling of being cornered, the sensation of her hands touching him. It all happened in reality.
No. 25 lowered his head and blushed.
‘Is this… a test?’
It was common for men to be sold as sex slaves to women, and No. 25 was prepared for that. But he had heard from a family member who had been sold as a sex slave and returned.
They said that the women didn’t ask for the men’s consent and just touched their bodies first. They were like witches who shook their hips until the men collapsed, all to satisfy their own sexual desires.
Unlike those stories, Charlotte was definitely asking for No. 25’s consent.
As No. 25 hesitated, unable to answer amidst the conflict between memory and reality, Charlotte opened her mouth in a seemingly angry voice.
“Oh, forget it. Should I just kill you and say it was an accident?”
Startled by her sharp voice, No. 25 clung to her.
“N-no! I want to do it!”
Hearing those words, Charlotte’s eyes lit up as she grabbed No. 25’s cheeks with one hand. Her grip was so strong that it felt like his jaw would fall off.
Charlotte whispered obscene words into No. 25’s ear.
“Right? You actually wanted it too, didn’t you? That’s why you’re standing here with a hard-on. You’re entrusting your body to me, hoping you’ll be violated again, aren’t you? You’re such a hopeless perverted slave. Do you think it’s normal to come to your superior to ask them to take care of your dick?”
“S-sorry. I wanted to do more… so I came to Lady Charlotte to ask her to take care of my dick….”
The voice No. 25 used to desperately make up the story was more pathetic and desperate than any voice he had ever heard. Charlotte felt a thrill at that sight. Seeing such a cute child move according to her will and be filled with fear was the ultimate pleasure for her.
Charlotte slowly raised her head and spoke in a rather businesslike voice, unlike before.
“But I can’t. The first time with you has to be with the Demon Lord.”
No. 25 was barely calming his trembling heart. It was the first time his heart had beat so fast.
Even when he was beaten half to death by the ogre slaver, or when he was thrown into a cage full of monsters, he had never felt this much fear.
In that fear, even his stiff erection died down.
Charlotte smacked her lips, then a smile spread across her face as if a good idea had suddenly occurred to her.
“But anything is possible except for sex, which means…”
Anything except for sex? No. 25 looked up at Charlotte with pleading eyes, but those pleading eyes were a boon for Charlotte. As if unable to resist, Charlotte took off her skirt and underwear, revealing her silvery bush of pubic hair.
The lewd scent emanating from Charlotte’s vulva was so overwhelming that it revived his dead dick.
Charlotte swallowed hard as she looked at his dick. Her switch had been turned on long ago. She had been holding back because of her loyalty to the Demon Lord.
If that weren’t the case, No. 25 might have already become Charlotte’s toy and been broken.
Charlotte grabbed one of the small, adorable horns that had grown on No. 25’s head with her rough hands.
“I’ve always wanted to try this.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Charlotte instantly pulled No. 25’s head towards her vulva.
“Mmph! Ugh!”
The intense scent of a mature woman’s pussy, directly transmitted through his nasal passages, made it impossible for No. 25 to even maintain his sanity.
His reason gradually began to fade.
Charlotte grabbed No. 25’s horns and rubbed his face against her vulva as she pleased.
No. 25’s face was glistening with the moist fluids, and her fluids were flowing into his nose and mouth.
Charlotte laughed like a child as she looked at No. 25’s fully erect dick.
“Haha! You’re getting a hard-on even in this situation? You’re such a hopeless pervert. But I kind of like perverts like you. Okay, I’ve made up my mind. I was going to give you to the Demon Lord for sure, but if he delays even a little bit, should I just steal you away?”
She didn’t dislike it. As if to prove those words, the amount of fluid secreted from Charlotte’s vulva was increasing.
Whether she thought of this as a fun game or whether this wasn’t enough, Charlotte didn’t even moan.
It was No. 25, who was beneath her, unable to remove his face from her vulva due to the overwhelming force of another person, who was truly moaning in pain.
What was truly agonizing for No. 25 was seeing himself with a fully erect dick even in that situation.
