33. Fall.

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While Cornelia and Iliana were organizing the Empire and preparing for their enthronement, Aran was training Huana.

 

 

It had already been several days of continuous fucking.

 

 

 

,Narcissus did a great job.’

 

 

He smiled wickedly and moved his hips.

 

 

“Augh!”

 

 

A pretty hot moan.

 

 

Huana’s arms and legs were all tied with white cloth, gathered around the middle of her body, intertwined once, and then hung from the ceiling.

 

 

In other words, she was dangling, unable to move her limbs.

 

 

Not only that,

Her eyes were also covered with cloth to maximize her senses.

 

In a completely dark field of vision, her arms and legs were tied, and a large object was moving back and forth between her legs, so this was hell, alright.

 

But….

 

 

“You even know how to clench now. You’re feeling it, aren’t you?”

“N-no… Ahheueuk!”

 

 

She was fed a lot of aphrodisiacs.

Because there was no way she, who hated Aran, would feel anything from him.

 

 

Not only that, but he was also injecting Divine Power, so she felt like she was going crazy with pleasure.

 

 

,T-this is ridiculous!’

 

 

Of course, she denied it.

 

 

In fact, he had a lot of worries about whether to give her pleasure or not.

For the first few days, he just shoved it in her every which way, pleasure or not, and laughed as he watched her face distort.

 

 

But as that was repeated, she adapted to the pain, and Aran gradually got tired of it.

 

 

So, he changed his strategy to pleasure.

He would make her feel an enormous amount of pleasure and mentally break her down.

 

 

If he touched her mind, which had become soft thanks to Narcissus’ betrayal, one more time, there would definitely be some kind of reaction!

 

 

 

Thwack! Thwack!

 

 

“Eueuheuk!!”

 

 

She struggled, half-wailing.

She looked pathetic as she trembled, reaching her climax.

 

 

“Keukeu. You’re feeling it.”

“N-no… Ahheuk… S-stopp…!”

 

Aran ignored her cries and thrust in again.

 

 

Then, the cloth covering her eyes began to get wet.

She was crying.

 

 

To be feeling it while being forcibly violated.

What kind of…

 

 

She had been raped countless times before, but she had never felt anything.

Rather, she only felt extreme shame and hatred, and her animosity towards Aran remained unchanged.

 

 

But what the hell.

 

 

A ticklish sensation had been rising from her lower body for a few days, and now she felt a pleasure that she couldn’t bear.

 

 

What on earth was this change?

 

 

 

 

“You’re the first woman I’ve ever met who’s like you. Feeling it while being raped. Even men don’t do that.”

“Sh… Shut up…. Euheut…”

 

She tried to resist in any way she could, but she had already been conquered by pleasure for a long time.

When his semen was poured on her stomach, she climaxed from the heat,

When his thing moved, she climaxed from the sensation.

 

 

She even climaxed when her lips were violated.

 

 

It was truly a feast of climaxes.

 

 

Pleasure is only pleasure to a certain extent; if it continues, it’s pain.

 

 

As today was drawing to a close, Aran, who never seemed to get tired of it, was trying to do something again.

 

 

“S-stop now….”

“Why? You like it, don’t you?”

“No!”

 

 

She had been moaning all day, for several days, so she should have been exhausted, but she continued to resist.

 

“You’re a nymphomaniac who likes being raped. You’re beyond saving.”

“Ugh… You’re definitely up to something…!”

“Are you going to say that again? Where would I have the time to do that?”

“Y-you definitely put an aphrodisiac in my food! I’m sure of it!!”

“I told you, that’s not it. In the first place, my mother and older sister bring that food. There’s no way there would be an aphrodisiac in it.”

 

 

Aran pressured her with these and other words.

 

 

To make her feel like she was an incurable nymphomaniac who felt pleasure even while being raped….

 

 

And it gradually had an effect.

 

 

Huana gradually began to accept the fact that she was an incurable nymphomaniac, and as a result, she felt a great deal of self-loathing.

 

 

 

 

 

“Tsk tsk tsk… That’s why that kid Narcissus sold you off.”

“Ah….”

 

If it had been her a while ago, she would have shouted, ,Don’t be ridiculous!’, but she didn’t now.

Rather, she wondered if that was really the case and dejectedly lowered her head.

 

 

Extremely low self-esteem and a denial of her own charm.

 

 

The self-loathing that she had become Empress for this reason enveloped her and made her agree with Aran’s words.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Right? You think so too, don’t you?”

 

Aran smiled bitterly and grabbed her hair and lifted her up.

Her face, which had already been repeatedly violated and covered in semen, still had a strange beauty.

 

 

It would have been so nice if her personality was right.

 

 

“Ugh….”

 

 

She nodded slightly.

 

Narcissus was a beautiful and pure woman.

She was not the kind of person who would sell someone off because she was blinded by money.

 

If so, the cause must be in herself.

She no longer wanted to be with Huana and had told her goodbye in this way.

 

 

,Ah… Narcissus….’

 

 

Thinking that way, all the hatred and animosity towards Narcissus disappeared.

No, in the first place, she loved her so much that she didn’t have much of those negative feelings, but even those that she had all disappeared.

 

 

And she turned all those bad feelings towards herself.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Narcissus abandoned her because I was incompetent.

The people around her abandoned her because I was incompetent.

She got caught by this crazy bastard because I was incompetent.

 

 

 

 

In the end, she was receiving her punishment.

 

 

 

 

 

Her extremely driven mental state was so precarious that it would shatter with just a little more touch.

 

 

 

“Now, if you understand, hurry up and spread your legs.”

 

Aran threw her down carelessly and tapped her ankle.

 

 

“That’s all you can do anyway. If Narcissus was a man, she wouldn’t have sold you off like this, would she? You’re still pretty, though.”

“Keueuk….”

 

 

A fairly insulting remark.

She flared up for a moment, but soon calmed down.

 

 

Yeah.

It would have been better if Narcissus was a man.

 

 

Of course, she really hated men, but if it was Narcissus, she thought it would be okay.

 

Men are beasts, beasts crazy about sex, so if Narcissus was a man, she wouldn’t have been abandoned.

She would have been by her side in some form.

 

 

,I’d rather have it that way….’

 

 

She, who had come to love Narcissus almost obsessively, grieved as she recalled Aran’s words.

 

 

 

Anyway, it was over.

Narcissus was a woman, and she had already sold Huana off.

She received 300 stadia, so she must be living well somewhere.

 

 

Maybe she’ll buy a huge territory and build a country. A Tier 7 ability user should be able to do that.

 

 

 

 

 

Thwack!

 

 

“Eueuheuk!”

 

 

Suddenly, pain came to her, who was lost in thought.

Aran had pressed her stomach with his foot.

 

 

“What are you doing? I told you to spread your legs.”

“Ugh… Ugh….”

 

 

No, correction.

It wasn’t pain.

 

Aran’s Baemgnyr, and she was soaked in aphrodisiacs and Divine Power, so she felt even this as pleasure.

 

 

So, her self-loathing deepened even more.

 

 

Her mentality collapsed endlessly.

 

 

 

 

 

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“Don’t do it too hard.”

 

 

When Aran returned to the room to take a break, Iliana, who was reading a book, suddenly threw out a word.

 

“Excuse me?”

 

He asked back, not knowing what she meant (or rather, pretending not to), and she answered without even looking at him.

 

 

“You must be training Huana. To your liking.”

“N-no way.”

“Don’t even think about deceiving this older sister. Even though I look like this, aren’t I your wife who has shared your bed for almost three years?”

“….”

 

 

I guess so.

It would be stranger if she didn’t know.

 

 

Aran has one characteristic when he trains a woman.

That is concentration.

He has been pouring all his attention and time into that woman, and as a result, his wives have complained.

 

 

He was doing the same thing now, so it would be strange if she didn’t know.

 

 

“You must have made Huana a Baemgnyr too.”

“Eut….”

“I know everything. My mother and I both know. But she has committed a crime, and she has done something to you, so we’re letting it go.”

“Um… I’m sorry.”

“That guy should be the one who’s sorry. Taking responsibility for what he’s done. That’s natural for a noble, let alone a member of the Imperial Family.”

 

She closed her book.

And then she looked at Aran.

 

 

“Well, it’s rare for an Emperor to step down and have his status demoted for various crimes, but…”

“Haha….”

 

It seems like she wants to ask if this was planned from the beginning.

 

If even Huana falls into Aran’s hands, the entire Persian Imperial Family will fall.

 

 

Even if Lera is excluded, Iliana and Cornelia are wives, and she witnessed Ayla eating together with her own eyes.

 

Moreover, Huana was defeated by Aran and became half a sex slave, so the entire Imperial Family fell to Aran.

 

 

Can this really be dismissed as a simple coincidence?

 

 

She thought it was difficult.

 

 

 

Still, she withdrew that gaze.

 

It’s already happened.

And except for Huana, there was no particular coercion.

 

 

“Don’t do it too hard. There are still eyes watching.”

“Yes, Nuna-nim.”