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Chapter 231-232 – The Princess [R-18]
[MC POV]
Last night, I spent some time in the princess's chamber, speaking with Iril. It was about an hour before Nermedia came to my room.
"Huh? Me?"
The princess's normally large eyes widened to twice their usual size.
Nermedia was about to be asked to be publicly humiliated in order to traumatize her.
"Huh."
I nodded seriously to show that I wasn't joking.
Iril wanted to change her mother more than anyone else, but that didn't mean she would easily accept the absurd request of having sex in public.
The sentences I had prepared to persuade Iril played repeatedly in my head.
But, she said, "Great."
'Yes, it might not be easy for her to accept. But to deal the final blow to the queen, I had to persuade the princess. Wait a minute...'
"What now…?"
"I'll do as you say."
This time, my eyes dilated.
'How can you so easily agree to a request to be fucked in front of other elves? You are a princess?'
"Hey, Iril. I'm not joking. I'm serious…"
"Yes. I didn't answer as a joke either. I've decided to do anything for my mom. And…"
Her cheeks flushed as she trailed off.
"Actually, I've imagined it a few times… what it would be like to do it in front of other elves. It's bad enough to be limited to imagination, but I was still curious. This time, I'll find out."
The princess, awakening to her own sexual curiosity, left me torn between feeling flattered and guilty. I couldn't decide whether to embrace her desire or regret the situation that stirred it.
I had thought she had some talent for perversion even back at the park at dawn, but it seemed I had underestimated her potential.
"Can you tell me, Dayke? What should I do?"
The day passed like that.
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[MC POV]
Nermedia's loud screams filled the throne room, where the elves in the castle were gathered.
"Aaaaah! Iril!"
Her agitated eyes were directed to the back of the throne. It was Iril, who was crawling out of there with her naked body.
"Princess?!"
"Nonsense…!"
"Ah! Even the princess! Now everything is ruined…!"
Of course, it wasn't only Nermedia who was shocked.
The elves in the throne room reacted in their own ways—some closing their eyes tightly, others collapsing in their seats—adding to the confusion.
In truth, Iril's behavior was so unconventional that it was hard to even describe.
Iril was wearing a bitch-ear headband on her head and a bitch collar around her neck.
Although the design of the outfit was different, it was one Nermedia had already presented once.
Still, the reason her subjects and servants were overcome with despair was because the elf was none other than Iril.
As the prospective queen who would lead the next generation, she was a princess carefully raised by the members of her kingdom. Now, having been tainted by human hands, it was almost impossible for anyone to remain sane.
"Iril!"
"Don't move!"
Nermedia, who tried to leap toward the throne, was stopped by the knights.
Even as her arms were restrained, she struggled to break free. When she failed, she screamed again.
"What are you doing? I told you not to touch my daughter…!"
"Don't misunderstand. She wasn't forced to do it."
"…What?"
I spoke not only to the queen but to all the elves present.
"The princess, like her own mother, became a bitch with her consent. That's what she wanted."
As soon as I finished speaking, protests erupted from the elves. I ignored their cries completely, unmoved by their outrage.
"I suppose I'll have to show you in person this time as well. Iril, please introduce yourself. Can you do that?"
"…Yes."
Iril was blushing shyly. She then slowly lifted her upper body. She squatted down, spreading her legs wide to expose herself, and bent her arms into paws.
"I am a bitch who obeys my master. Your dick is the best in the world."
"Ah…"
"What's happened to the princess…!"
A deeper darkness settled over the elf subjects' faces. Their expressions were already twisted with horror.
Just like when Nermedia had been introduced as a bitch, they couldn't believe what they were seeing.
Judging by the princess's trembling voice and wide eyes, they might have thought I had forced the helpless young elf.
But I knew the truth. Iril, though shaking with shame, was aroused by an immoral situation she had only imagined before.
"How can this be… Iril, why…?"
The queen's body collapsed as her legs gave out.
As if to show off to her, I sat on my throne and spoke.
"Good job, Iril. Why don't you serve your favorite dick?"
"Yes, yes…"
"Iril… No! Stop!!!"
Iril knelt on her knees, but she was keeping her gaze away from the other elves.
The subjects who saw her back were astonished, as if the entire kingdom had bowed to me.
"Haa♥ master's dick… ♥"
Before I knew it, Iril's eyes were sparkling with excitement as she took my dick out.
Soon, her pretty pink lips were nipping at my dickhead. She was moving her head up and down and caressing my hard dick.
"Aahhh… ♥ Haup…♥ Ugh… ♥"
Needless to say, the atmosphere in the throne room was gloomy.
It was inevitable that the princess, who had only ever eaten good things, was sucking the dick of an impure human.
Unfortunately for her subjects, the princess was not satisfied with just sucking. She wanted to do more than merely suck like a noob.
"Whoa… Master, your dick has grown so much… ♥"
Iril spoke in a slutty voice and then turned around.
Still feeling embarrassed, she tried to avoid the gazes of her subjects. She then pressed her wide ass, contrasting with her thin waist, against my dick.
"Ha… ♥!"
Her wet slutty pussy easily swallows my dick. The fact that she was so wet told me that she was excited about the situation.
"Yes, your dick has reached the end of my pervert pussy… ♥"
She gently rotated her lower body against me, tracing a small circle. The movement was sure to shock the elves, who had cared for her like their own princess.
Then Iril's ass lifted and fell, beginning a steady up-and-down motion.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
"Huh♥ Aahhh…♥ Aahhh…♥"
She still couldn't shake off her embarrassment, leaving her unable to vent her lewdness. Her frustration remained trapped, simmering beneath the surface. But seeing as the inside of her pussy was quivering, her body was truly enjoying this moment.
"You're a lot more skilled now."
"Thank you, Hehe…♥Aahhh…♥ Hehe…♥!"
Instead, I maintained eye contact with her, akin to that of any other observer, while simultaneously grasping her ass with my hands, which was oscillating rhythmically.
"Ha…♥!"
Iril was shaking her ass harder when she felt my dick.
My excitement was growing with her proactive actions.
"You have too sexy a body to be a princess. Be thankful to your mom, because it's thanks to her that I'm able to do things like this."
"Ugh♥! Thank you, mom…♥! For giving birth to me with such a sexy body that I could become the master's bitch, Aahhh♥!"
"No!! Iril…"
Nermedia's dumbfounded expression was priceless.
I stood up from the throne, grabbed Iril's breasts, and shook my waist to fuck her harder.
Cheok! Cheok! Cheok! Cheok!
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
"Aahh ♥!Aahhh ♥! It's so good… ♥!"
I massaged her breasts and pounded her pussy hard as if showing off to the queen.
"It feels good when you fuck me♥! Ugh, please fuck me more… Aahhh♥!"
As I penetrated her pussy more deeply, Ilil forgot her shyness and started making lewd moans. She was moving her ass on her own, as if to show that she was now completely a slave to pleasure.
As I started exploring inside her pussy, I began to feel like I was going to climax.
"It looks like I'm going to cum now. Where should I cum? In your mouth? Or should I spray it on your ass?"
"Huh! Please cum inside my womb…♥! I want to receive the master's semen with my womb♥! Please breed me♥!"
"OK, got it!"
Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
"Aahhh♥! Cumming♥! Ugh, ssssstttt! I like it ♥ I like it when my pussy gets pounded hard♥!"
As if cold water had been poured over them, only Iril's moans and the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the quiet throne room.
At a moment when none of the elves could even think of intervening, the only one who moved was Nermedia.
"Iril, NO!!!"
As soon as she got up from the floor, she was stopped again by knights.
In the end, she had to watch again the scene of the human seed filling her precious daughter's fertile womb.
"Ugh, I'm cumming!"
"Heeeee♥!"
I ejaculated while stabbing her womb, and Iril also reached climax while squirting her pussy juices.
Her disheveled face was on full display for everyone to see. She had no time to worry about what others thought of her, completely swallowed up by waves of pleasure.
"Huh… Full of the master's semen…♥"
"Iril, No…♥"
In the end, Nermedia was unable to hold onto her spirit and fainted.
"Move her to her room."
The queen was dragged along like luggage by the knights, while the servants and maids watched in silence. They were unable to speak.
Meanwhile, Iril's pussyhole was twitching and squeezing my dick with the afterglow of climax.
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[MC POV]
Even after the sun had set and night fell, the castle remained cloaked in a gloomy atmosphere.
I supposed it was only natural, given what had happened to the princess.
Normally, at this hour, I would have waited for Nermedia in my room. But now, I was heading straight to her chamber.
I needed to ensure that the event I had carefully prepared had succeeded.
"Dayke?"
"I need to speak with Nermedia for a moment. You can rest somewhere else until I call you."
I sent away the guards at the door and stepped inside.
What greeted me was the queen, sitting before the dressing table. Her back was slumped, showing the weight she carried.
The face reflected in the mirror was darker than I had ever seen it before.
"…Why did you come? Wasn't having her daughter enough?"
"I suppose that's why it sank so deeply."
Unlike my light tone, her voice carried a heavy weight. It was thick with resentment.
"How far does human evil reach?"
"Hmm?"
"You took away the true power of the kingdom and my body. But that wasn't enough, so you had to corrupt Iril as well?"
Her eyes were staring at me through the mirror. She was trembling with anger. Yet her voice, sharp with hostility, did not falter. It remained steady and unshaken.
"I said humans were a greedy race, bringing in the devil. But I was wrong. Humans themselves are another devil. Had I known this from the start, I would have killed you the moment we first met."
When a desperate situation arises, both elves and humans forget their own sins and immerse themselves in the role of the victim.
What I needed to do in such a situation was to eliminate the other person's psychological refuge.
In other words, I had to make them realize their sin and shatter the illusion that they were the victim.
"Humans themselves are not bad. You are the one who made me like this."
"…I beg your pardon?"
"You killed me. Five years ago."