Chapter 16

Chapter 16

The Heroine of the 1st Playthrough Remembers My Training.

Episode 16: First Experience In This Wonderful Village (4).

Following Tristia, I saw two rooms with contrasting atmospheres.

If the left room was an interrogation room beneath a cathedral, the right one looked like a hotel for a honeymoon night.

“Take it off.”

Without hesitation, Tristia, who had entered the left room, said to Lucia.

“…What is this all about?”

“Sir, I’m not going to do anything, so don’t glare like that. I told you. I won’t lay hands on her directly. But I must at least be allowed to look, right?”

Tristia’s argument was valid.

In the game, Tristia’s training materials were exorbitantly priced.

So much so that one would fill their satiety with cost-effective mint-chicken to afford them…

After spending such an amount, surely it was permissible to feast one’s eyes on Lucia’s body.

“…Master?”

As if seeking permission, Lucia looked up at me and I nodded, saying,

“Take it off.”

“…Yes.”

Swish, swish.

Lucia’s dress slid down her body, revealing a statue-like, pristine nakedness.

“Really. I don’t like the personality, but the looks are flawless.”

As Tristia admired Lucia’s body, biting her bright red lips as if she couldn’t hold back, she reached out her hand toward Lucia’s breast.

Snap-

I grabbed Tristia’s wrist as it approached and said in a low voice,

“Didn’t I say only looking?”

“…Sir, isn’t this too much? To show such a body and not even allow a touch? Isn’t this part of the service?”

“How many times do I need to tell you? This is mine.”

“Ah! Really…! Fine, I won’t touch her if I mustn’t…! You, sit in the chair.”

Tristia, visibly annoyed, tapped the chair with her cane.

The chair had devices to immobilize the body, almost like an electric chair.

“…What is this?”

“Ha, really, look how jealous you are. It’s just a simple restraint chair, don’t worry. What are you doing? Sit down quickly, stop that silly grin.”

Click.

Prompted by Tristia, Lucia sat down, and cuffs automatically clasped her wrists and ankles.

“Tsk, I guess I won’t be allowed to do this either? Now, sir, put the vibrating stone in her vagina.”

Tristia clicked her tongue as she handed me the vibrating stone.

“Hmm…Master…”

As I held the vibrating stone, Lucia called out to me in a pained voice.

Sorry, Lucia.

You didn’t like mint-chicken either.

Just make the sacrifice this once.

As I bent one knee, her tightly closed, pink vagina appeared before me.

Even in this situation, Lucia seemed excited that I was watching, as her arousal slowly flowed out.

Squish-

I gently spread Lucia’s vagina with my fingers and inserted the vibrating stone.

“Ah…hah…Ma…ster…”

As Lucia let out a short moan, Tristia put a ball gag attached to a leather strap in her mouth with a sneering laugh.

“It’s a control gag made from a cockpit. The cockpit is linked to the vibrating stone inside your vagina.”

Tristia whispered into Lucia’s ear.

“The vibrating stone inside you will stimulate you constantly until just before climax but never let you reach it. If you want to climax, you must ‘directly’ increase the intensity using the cockpit you’re biting on. Do you understand what that means?”

After saying that, Tristia stepped back, crossed her arms, and licked her cheek.

“So, from now on, I’ll be having a good time with your master. Meanwhile, you just sit here miserably and masturbate to that sound. Hahaha.”

Having mocked Lucia, Tristia seemed satisfied and swiftly moved to the right room.

As I sneakily glanced at Lucia, the gagged Lucia just looked back at me with a pained expression.

It’s somewhat pitiful…

Well, think of it as neglect play. Hang in there, Lucia.

Following Tristia into the right room, the first thing I saw was a large window.

Through the window, I could see Lucia twitching in the next room.

‘It was a magic mirror.’

I had suspected as much when one wall was entirely a mirror, but to think it really was a magic mirror. I have no idea how they managed to make this here.

“How about it, sir? Isn’t it fascinating? I made this myself. It’s a mirror from that side, but just clear glass from this side. So, it allows one-sided voyeurism.”

As Tristia boasted, she undid her clothes, and a thin negligee was quickly removed, revealing her ripe body.

“What are you waiting for? You undress too, sir.”

It felt embarrassing to undress for sex.

Still, I couldn’t show my naivety here, so I quickly stripped.

“Oh my.”

Tristia saw my penis and smiled as if intrigued.

“So, this is a penis. It’s my first time seeing one in real life, cuter than I thought.”

Tristia poked at my penis with her fingertips.

“How about it, sir? If we were to compare it to dildos, it’s about medium to large size, but can you satisfy me with it?”

Tristia was under one misconception right now.

This wasn’t my real size.

…Because I hadn’t become erect yet.

Until now, I had been using ‘Prince of the Bed’ to suppress my erection, but I couldn’t hold it back any longer with Tristia’s touch, especially since I was already excited.

Swoosh-

“Oh my…. It does get a bit bigger….”

Swoosh swoosh-

“…Quite respectable actually….”

Swoosh swoosh swoosh-

“..How…big does it get..”

Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh-

“…Hmm…quite…massive, isn’t it?”

Tristia looked at my fully erect penis, slightly startled.

“That… sir…? Is it normally this massive?”

Tristia measured my penis with both hands and then compared the length against her stomach.

“…All of this goes in?”

Seeing Tristia mutter apprehensively, I chuckled.

“Are you scared?”

When I asked, Tristia scoffed.

“…Ha, that’s funny to hear. Scared? I am the empire’s sole pleasure merchant. Scared, to me? That’s absurd. Really absurd. Sir, I don’t know if you realize, but I’ve created over hundreds of pleasure products. Of course, I’ve tried them all myself. It seems you’re underestimating me thinking I lack male experience, but while I lack that, my female experiences are extensive. So, there’s nothing scary about this. Just think of it as a somewhat larger pleasure product.”

Tristia rattled her words off like a machine gun.

Then a moment later, her face turned red, seemingly realizing she had spoken too much.

“So, when are we starting!”

Tristia, lying spread-eagled on the bed, spoke in a slightly trembling voice.

“…Come on, let’s see if you can handle it.”

“Then, I’ll put it in.”

Tristia’s vagina was sufficiently wet, possibly excited since seeing Lucia’s body.

That was fortunate for me.

I couldn’t hold back any longer.

Tsz tszup.

On the internet, they said it was hard to even find the hole the first time…

It didn’t seem to apply to someone with ‘Prince of the Bed.’

Like the S and N poles of a magnet naturally attracting, I naturally pushed my penis into the entrance of her vagina.

“Ahh…it…doesn’t…hurt…keep…going, sir.”

Tristia moaned just from the initial penetration.

“Grrr…! Ahh…ahh…ahh…”

As ‘Prince of the Bed’ guided me, I pushed my penis halfway in and waited.

“…This feels…more…full…than…I thought…but it’s…bearable…”

Tristia tried to keep a composed expression and tone as she caught her breath.

That was my limit.

Clearly, ‘Prince of the Bed’ had said to give Tristia a moment to adjust before moving again.

But…

The half-swallowed penis demanded more pleasure.

‘I can’t stand it.’

It was unreasonable to expect more self-control from me, who had just been a virgin mere seconds ago.

“…I’ll put it all in.”

With the last of my rationality, I warned and then snapped my hips forward as if severing my restraint.

“Ahh…! Wait…just a moment…sir…? This isn’t the end…arghh!”

Pushing my penis all the way in made Tristia’s body nearly flipped as her waist shot up.

Ah, so this was the pleasure of sex.

Though I only inserted my penis, my whole body felt electrifyingly melted.

“Haah…quite…impressive…sir…”

This time, I slowly pulled out the fully inserted penis as if scraping Tristia’s insides.

“Ahhhh!…wait…just…a moment…arghh…wait…!”

And then I thrust in again.

“────!”

Tristia’s mouth opened in a silent scream.

At the same time, the hot interior clenched, and if not for ‘Prince of the Bed,’ I might have climaxed then.

After pushing all the way in and waiting about 10 seconds, Tristia regained her senses and spoke.

“Heh…sir…just…wait…”

Tristia seemed to be begging for something, but her slurred speech was hard to understand.

Chjjt! Chjjt! Chjjt! Chjjt!

“Ahhh…wait…arghh…told you…to…why…are you…moving…ahh!…ah…”

Now, I was completely lost.

Surrendering to the oncoming pleasure, I moved my hips on their own accord.