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[Episode 10] – You can’t leave me

(Courtesan) Women who sell sexual or artistic entertainment to the nobility.

It was good that Catherine, who was from the Courtisan clan, had risen to the position of countess, but the count she was marrying had serious problems. The count, who was already old and just waiting for death, began to obsess over Catherine.

Catherine hated talking to the servants, and even more hated it when others touched her. With her obsession with harassing people, and an environment where she couldn’t even have a proper conversation, Catherine, who had become like a bird in a cage, became haggard as time went by.

Catherine, who had gained wealth and status but lost everything else, was becoming increasingly suffocated by the old count’s obsession. As it turned out, Catherine wanted a ‘concubine’ instead. Please, if only this obsession had been directed somewhere else. Please, if only she could breathe a little easier.

As time passed, the count eventually lost consciousness and was busy going back and forth between life and death. There were more days when he was unconscious, and Catherine finally seemed to have gained freedom. In order to talk to other people, Catherine attended the ball ‘alone’ for the first time.

However, the bird that had been locked in a cage for a long time had forgotten how to fly, and Catherine, who had been living a luxurious life as a courtier, had long since disappeared. She had forgotten how to talk to nobles and how to get along with them.

The chandeliers were so bright that it hurt the eyes, the girls’ dresses looked like stars were twinkling, and the beautiful paintings on the walls that seemed to decorate the wealth. Everything was beautiful.

The musicians and the people dancing to the music would all be beautiful.

It must be the freedom you’ve always dreamed of.

Catherine was still ‘alone’ in that large ballroom.

The freedom of being a courtier was gone, and only the heavy burden of being a countess remained. Although she met many people, they only came to see Catherine as a ‘countess’. Neither her past friends nor her past family looked at her as ‘Catherine’.

When I was just sipping champagne and feeling the cold breeze on the terrace.

“The wind is cold. Young lady.”

“Young lady…are you talking about me?”

“Who else would be there besides you?”

Catherine met Trisha for the first time. The eyes looking at her were curved like half moons, and the sharp eyes made the lowered eyes look proud. Trisha looked at Catherine, gently brushing back her hair that was tousled by the autumn wind.

Then Trisha put the scarf she was wearing around Catherine’s neck. It was just a small scarf made of fox fur, but it was probably because Trisha was wearing it. Catherine felt tears welling up in her eyes at the warmth of someone she hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Huh…thank you. It’s a fox fur scarf…but the design is a bit childish for a lady to wear.”

“That’s right. It was originally my eldest daughter’s, but she threw it at me because it was hot.”

Catherine looked at Trisha in surprise.

The woman next to him looked like a young woman in her twenties. And her ‘eldest daughter’. That meant she had at least two children. Originally, she should have had at least one child at this age… But because the count was like that, she had never had a night’s sleep.

“So… why are you looking like you’re about to cry? Did someone bother your wife?”

“Haha… It’s nothing. I just… feel lonely.”

Catherine drank the remaining champagne in one gulp and set her glass down on the terrace railing. Trisha, who was watching this, briefly walked toward the chairman, picked up two glasses, and handed them to Catherine.

“Then…should we chat with other lonely people?”

“…? Are you lonely people..?”

“Yes. I’ve been feeling very lonely lately.”

Trisha’s smile as she looked down at her glass looked like she might burst into laughter or tears at any moment. Her eyes were smiling, but she couldn’t hide the tears welling up in her eyes.

At first, it was just a feeling of empathy and sympathy. She was lonely, and he was lonely. They kept drinking and talking to each other until the ball was over.

Even after the ball, Catherine and Trisha continued to interact. At the next ball, they snuck out together like young ladies and took a walk in the garden. They also took a carriage and went into town to drink.

Slowly, Catherine and Trisha licked each other’s wounds and healed them. Leaning on each other, they thought that only those of us who suffered from the same wounds could comfort each other.

However, this act did not last long. When Trisha said she was remarrying, Catherine could not understand her.

“I’ll help you with the children’s marriage. Trisha… If you come as my concubine, I can solve everything. Anyway, I’m a coffin that can’t even get out of bed. I can help you with the children’s dowry. Huh? Trisha? Huh? ”

“No. If I become a concubine, my daughters will also be called the concubine’s children. That is unacceptable.”

“I won’t let you hear that. Trisha. Please. I can’t do without you and you can’t do without me..? Right..? I…can’t…really do without you..”

“…No, Catherine. I don’t want to burden you, my friend.”

“It’s not a burden…It’s not a burden…Trisha…Please…”

“It may be so to you, but…if I were to become the concubine of an unconscious count, there would be a lot of talk. People might even say that you took a concubine without permission. Catherine. Please understand. I don’t want to be a burden to you.”

Trisha was firm. Catherine couldn’t figure out why she was so firm.

Since then, Trisha has indeed remarried.

Catherine didn’t care who the other person was. She just realized that she was the only one who would eventually suffer from loneliness. The feeling of loss of something important weighed on Catherine every moment with emptiness, making her anxious.

Even though she changed the subject of the meeting and gathered her concubines to play pranks, the emptiness did not go away. Catherine needed Trisha. At that moment, when she was continuing such futile activities, she heard rumors about Trisha at the meeting.

“Mrs. Trisha…I heard that she was scammed by her husband this time.”

“Really..? How did…”

“The commoner husband who remarried owed a huge amount of money to Viscount Henry. He squandered the money on gambling and eventually died in a carriage accident… The rumor is that Lady Trisha ended up taking on the debt.”

The ladies who were telling the rumor glanced at Catherine. The ladies who were members of the group were not unaware of Catherine and Trisha’s relationship, so they brought up the subject cautiously. Catherine heard the rumor and asked back quietly.

“That rumor…is it true..?”

“Yes. I heard that Viscount Henry was causing a stir at the social gathering. He said that a huge sum of money had just disappeared. He had to somehow get the money from his wife…”

“Really..? That’s what I mean..?”

Immediately afterwards, Catherine went to Viscount Henry and bought Trisha’s debts in full. She paid the debts, but instructed the Viscount not to stop harassing her. Instead, she instructed him to send her letters more frequently and to use more harsh language in his threats.

Then, Trisha, who was pushed to the edge of a cliff, will come looking for him.

Just as a person who has been pushed to the edge of a cliff cannot let go of the hand extended in front of them as if it were a lifeline, Catherine knew that Trisha would eventually find herself.

And as expected, Trisha attended the tea party that she hadn’t attended in a year. She was restless and had come to the meeting in order to somehow escape the mountain of debt.

‘I told you…I can’t do without you and you can’t do without me.’

Catherine was convinced.

Trisha can no longer escape from herself.

*

I am now beginning to regret coming to this meeting.

I couldn’t stand it any longer because of the lewd behavior of the ladies who were soaking in the obscene atmosphere, so I tightly closed my eyes. I couldn’t come to my senses because of the biting, sucking, and licking of each other.

The atmosphere that spread in the room was unbearably erotic, with the women’s obscene moans, deep moans, and the sound of their wet genitals rubbing against each other. I knew about sex between men and women naturally, but sex between women was a new world.

And what drove me madder was Catherine’s presence, looking at me as if she was going to eat me. Catherine started fiddling with her interlocked hands and stroking my thumb with her thumb.

‘I’m getting eaten..!’

As I was trembling with my eyes tightly shut, Catherine poked my cheek and called me.

“Trisha. If you stand there like that, you’re being rude to other people.”

“Is that so..?”

“Yeah. You should take good care of her. Now, look at that lady.”

I looked at the two women Catherine had pointed out. The two of them were clinging to each other as if they were one. They spread their legs apart so that their genitals were tightly interlocked and began to slowly shake their hips.

It was such a revealing pose. Their legs were entangled and looked so obscene. One of the ladies began to carefully shake her waist. The genitals underneath were rubbed vigorously, and the two ladies slowly tilted their heads back and felt pleasure.

Their breathing became increasingly rough, and there was no more conversation. The sound of their slippery genitals rubbing against each other rang strangely in my ears. I couldn’t help but swallow my saliva as I saw them desperately calling each other by their nicknames.

I wanted to cover my eyes right away, but my hands were locked in a cage, preventing me from covering my face. I felt like my head was turning white from the obscene scene I was forced to see.

“Look over there too. How is it?”

“Uh, what do you think…?”

“Review.”

The ladies who pointed to the other side were seeking pleasure differently. The lady’s hand was going into the lady’s vagina while she was lying down. Every time the tip of the finger touched the clitoris, the lady shook her waist. The lady looked up from below as if she was pleased with the reaction and smiled.

His fingers easily entered the already wet and clammy lower part of his wife. He teased her clitoris in a circular motion with his thumb, and teased the inside that was melting away with his long fingers. In an instant, his wife could not endure the pleasure and began to writhe violently, collapsing.

The fingers that began to tease her persistently made her body tremble. She felt so good that she couldn’t even close her lips and let out an ‘ah-‘ sound as she reached her climax. As if to soothe her trembling body, she covered her lips with his and started kissing him.

“Uh, um…hey, are you doing that..?”

“That’s it?”

“What else should I say here, Catherine..?”

Catherine let out a small sigh, saying, “Huh-” and, as if breaking the mood, she clapped her hands, drawing everyone’s attention to her. The women who were sobbing from exhaustion from pleasure all looked at Catherine.

“Shall we play ‘that’ game after a long time?”

The ladies swallowed at the mention of ‘that’ game. They wondered what kind of game it was, but when they saw the wooden sticks Catherine took out, they thought, ‘No way.’ I know that game too.

The ladies were already ready, rising to their feet and waiting for Catherine to speak. They were already giving lewd orders to their partners, spitting out vulgar words, coveting the power to do whatever they wanted with them.

“Master, it’s a game.”