Chapter 8: 7

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Chapter 7

7. The beginning of the story (7)

Did I lose my consciousness…?

It was already night when I opened my eyes. The moonlight was glowing softly from the window. It was a peaceful sight.

Creak—I turned my head to the sound of the door opening.

There, Distria was wearing a thin robe. It seemed that he had just come out of the shower as water dripped from his hair and wet his thin robe.

“Are you awake? I sent you an errand, and you did some crazy obscene things.”

“It’s not what I wanted.”

“He said you first seduced him by spilling fluid.”

I had no choice but to remain silent at his words.

Seeing that, Distria laughed at me and gently stroked my hair. He whispered in my ear.

“I have prepared a tool for managing a sl*t. How do you like it?”

In his hand were shackles. Little by little, I began to get excited again as I was obscenely filling the shackles. As I woke up the lost reason and forced myself to come to my senses, I then stretched out my hand to try even a meaningless rebellion.

Along with the sound of iron, the coolness of the metal on both arms caused me to feel slight pain. Distria fastened the collar. Even if it was a small kingdom, considering that I was a king just a while ago, I was treated unbelievably.

“It fits you pretty well. It’s like you were always meant to wear it from the beginning.”

He smiled as he saw me with the collar as if satisfied before pulling the leash and sat me on his lap. Facing him with my legs spread apart, I stared at him.

“You have a pretty face, too.”

Saying so, he grabbed my pelvis and lowered it to his own. His member was completely inside me. Distria grabbed my upper thighs and moved me up and down.

—Clank

The sound of iron rings echoed from the tied collar.

The thighs that had already been abused by Raphael opened as if they were being torn apart, complaining of pain. Meanwhile, Distria ripped the silk dress and bit my chest. He chewed on the n*pples.

When he stimulated the delicate parts, an unintentional force entered my body. Without realizing it, I repeatedly tightened and loosened the bottom.

“Kugh.”

A moan escaped his mouth. His hand gripped my pelvis and moved faster.

I started to falter because I had no place to support myself. Resting my head on Distria’s shoulder, I took a deep breath. His hand, which was holding my pelvis, came down softly and began to rub my buttocks.

The heat felt from the inside and the heat of a large hand heated up my body. His lips, which had gripped my chest, moved away and he ruffled his still wet hair. A desire that could not be hidden appeared in his eyes.

“Move.”

I shook my head with a face about to cry.

Barely holding back my moan, I muttered that I didn’t want to. When in reality, my body was drenched in excitement. Since I couldn’t move, I was riding on the weak stimulation—I wanted more stimulation. It felt like I was turning my back without realizing it.

The breath that grazed my neck became hot.

“Haa… I can’t stand it.”

When Distria grabbed me and stood up, the thin robe he was wearing was half ripped off and dripping down. The tightly woven abs were fantastic, I yearned to touch his body. The chain in my hand made a loud noise as if to signal its presence.

The chains that bound me kept me from unconsciously groping his body.

…That was a relief.

—Slaaam! Slam!

He pushed me against the wall with great force and started moving. A squeaking sound was heard from the area connected to him. Every time he made a reciprocating motion, the liquid wet my thighs. The sound of metal erupting from the neck and arms added to the excitement.

“Hak, haahhkk…!”

Bondage, which restrains and binds the opponent, was my favorite play. The greater the presence of the tools retaining me back, the better I felt and the more excited I was. That was why my excitement is at its peak now.

Even though he didn’t move a few times, I reached the climax alone and spilled water.

It was so dizzying that it was difficult to even breathe in the continuous pleasure. Distria’s exhilaration-soaked breath, moaning, and solid body I bumped into were all ecstatic.

“I don’t eat while tied up.”

Still tied up, I refused food from Distria.

I tightened my eyes and gazed at him. He looked a little angry.

As he pulled the leash lightly, my body, which had been overworked for several days, fell to the floor. The shackles on my arm tightened with a sharp sound. Cold metal touched my wrist, and my tender skin was shriveled up.

“Why can’t you understand your place like this, slave?”

Saying so, he tapped my chin with his foot.

The next moment, the soup he was holding in his hand was poured over my head. Fortunately, the cold, not hot soup ran down my head and slowly fell to the floor. He then grabbed my leash and pulled me up.

I met his eyes with the forced gaze.

“You look good on the floor.”

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He hung the leash on a hook attached to the wall. Because there was a distance, I was dragged to the wall, and I still had my head bowed. I could hear Distria’s laughter as if he enjoyed how I looked, and he willingly lowered himself to look at me and kissed me.

Unlike a while ago, the friendly behavior gave me goosebumps. I was not in my right mind either, but he was worse than me.

Crazy bastard…

I heard the door open and then closed.

Checking Distria, who had left the room, I raised my head.

Even though it was a development that deviated from the original story, the main framework did not miss. In the original story, Distria put Arne on a leash. However, unlike the original story, the pace was very fast.

When I saw the Emperor and the people around him acting similar to the original story, I felt a gap in my sense of reality.

Although this was my life now, it didn’t feel real.

So, the current situation didn’t come to me that seriously. It was rather enjoyable. There were a lot of crazy guys, though they gave me that much sexual satisfaction. No matter what kind of life it was, isn’t it enough if you enjoy it?

It was such a vague feeling.

I fell asleep for a moment as someone entered the room, and my eyes opened.

Burning red hair and bright purple eyes. Laria Lepis, he was Distria’s exclusive aide. All the men here were handsome. I was purely admiring Lepis’ appearance.

Lepis let out a sigh as if bothered. He took out the key and loosened the chain that had been attached to the wall. The chain hanging from the wall fell and a strong impact was transmitted to the wrist.

A soft groan escaped from my mouth because of the pain. He grabbed my leash and dragged me into the ensuite bathroom before placing me in the bathtub. The next moment, he poured cold water over my head incessantly.

“Anyway, I’m busy with festival preparations now and I have a lot of work to do. What? What kind of aide does this? Do you understand what I mean…?”

He carelessly wiped my wet body with a dry cloth. The drowsy sleep that had come from the cold water baptism disappeared.

It wasn’t in the original story—Lepis’s bathing service. No, can you even call this a bathing service?

Lepis unshackled my wrists and treated the bruised wounds. I was medicated and bandaged. Next, he grabbed my leash again and threw me on the bed. He spread my legs apart and started putting ointment inside.

As I was taken aback by the way he cared for the unexpected part, I could feel it when he touched it without notice.

“Do not spill the fluid.”

He rebuked me for not knowing that I had spilled love liquid.

As he applied the ointment, he sighed. I didn’t want to feel it either, though how do I do that when I’m a pervert? Now, I’m very confused, too. If I wanted to imitate Arne, I shouldn’t have felt it even in this situation.

Even though I got angry and told him not to touch me, my body was honest. Mechanically with my mouth.

Don’t do this.

I mumbled that it was something he didn’t have to worry about. Still, I wasn’t too worried since it’s Lepis.

“If I do it once, will it stop?”

…What? I beg your pardon?

Meanwhile, he loosened his tie and took off his white shirt. Though as he was doing so, his eyes were full of annoyance. Lepis touched his thing with his hand and applied the medicine.

Then, he grabbed my leg, spread it apart, and put it in.

His member filled me. He was mechanically moving, not touching me. I couldn’t concentrate on having s*x with him.

If it was with other male characters, maybe not. Is once enough? They might have welcomed me with open arms, though not for Lepis.

There were many cases where the male characters acted outside the original story after entering the novel, but so far, no one had deviated from the character’s personality.

“Ah…”

Every time he poked at the most sensitive part, my thoughts were shattered. He glanced at me with so indifferent eyes that I didn’t even think we were having s*x.

Lepis despised Arne to the extent that it was strange to mix his body with her now.

He was a noble and authoritative person. In the original novel, Lepis hated Arne and distanced himself from her, for she made the discipline in the Imperial Palace lax. While Raphael and the high nobles coveted and played with Arne, Lepis had to take over their duties.

Tired of the arduous work, he tried to kill Arne on a contract to destroy the root of all the evil.

But now, he was having s*x with Arne…?

The wrong original story created a new storm. Although there was still a long way to go before the novel ended, for the first time since I came here, I was afraid of the end.

After Lepis finished and left, I thought about a part that was significantly different from the original.

First, in the original story, Arne’s first s*x partner was Rewan… However, it was now Distria.

Second, it was indeed early when Arne had mixed bodies with Raphael, but not when he had put the pens inside her like that. On the other hand, I had s*x when he put the pen in.

And, finally, Lepis’ attitude…

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Even though he wasn’t like that at first, the more I thought about it, the more I felt like I was falling into a labyrinth. In the end, I gave up thinking.

I don’t know. I should just enjoy it.

Even if some parts were wrong anyway, I was stepping on the original story one by one. The story would end one way or another. I thought so.

Wasn’t it enough to eat well and live well somehow? After the end, you would know the world if you lived. Because of that, I decided to live comfortably, so I was disappointed at the s*x a while ago. Lepis was actually pretty good.

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