Chapter 91 : Training (8)

I’ve said many times that Ayla’s build is bigger than mine, but honestly, I say this because I feel pressure from her.

It’s also a problem that I have to look up at Ayla, someone I’ve always looked down on. If Ayla’s absolute skill or strength is stronger than mine, and she decides to play with me, I wouldn’t even be able to resist.

Even around my neck, there is a choker that tightens if I refuse Ayla’s orders.

Of course, even without the choker, if Ayla treats me like a toy, I wouldn’t think of leaving her side.

Still, that doesn’t mean the pressure I feel has lessened.

“Ayla-nim?”

I asked Ayla, who was sniffing beside me.

Ayla lifted my hair slightly with one hand and was sniffing it.

She didn’t put her nose in some strange place, but honestly, it’s a bit embarrassing.

No, actually, it’s quite embarrassing.

My body had very low resistance to Ayla.

“Why? Is it strange for the owner to sniff their dog’s scent?”

I’m not sure.

I know that nobles sometimes raise small puppies. And usually, those dogs are of a lineage that is as meticulous as the family trees of noble families. They’re so expensive that nobles cherish them.

They might even cuddle them and bury their face in their fur. It’s the same with dolls, where people often bury their faces in them. Dogs that follow people can appear adorable when they act this way.

“What kind of scent do you think I have?”

“…I use the same soap as Ayla-nim.”

“Bath salts and perfume, yes. That’s right. Luna’s body smells like mine.”

Ayla whispered softly.

Her voice even sounded slightly flushed.

Did Ayla have this kind of preference?

Besides liking women, that is, enjoying the feeling of manipulating people as she pleases.

I believe preferences can change due to events experienced in childhood. Perhaps Ayla, from a very young age, lived only as others wanted her to, and as a result, she developed a personality that enjoys controlling others’ lives instead.

If that’s the case, wouldn’t I be the perfect person for her?

There’s no need to hurt anyone. If she doesn’t go around looking for new prey like the Count, and if my entire life falls into her hands, it might even be the outcome I’ve longed for.

“Don’t you feel anything?”

“…I am just doing my duty as Ayla-nim’s loyal maid.”

“Hm.”

Ayla made a little sound, like she was disappointed.

Her hand grabbed my shoulder and turned me. I couldn’t resist and faced Ayla.

We were both wearing very thin dresses. Just the ends nearly brushing made my heart rate rise.

Ayla’s bright blue eyes stared at me quietly.

“Well, it’s fine. The training has only just begun. Even dogs don’t succeed in potty training in one day. It takes time, and they have to learn slowly. Especially if they’ve already developed certain habits.”

Ayla slowly slid her hand from my shoulder, down to hold my hand.

Then, she lifted the hand she was holding and placed it on her lips.

Her soft skin, which hadn’t been washed long ago, touched the tip of my fingers.

Is this training too? I’ve never heard of nobles putting a dog’s paw on their lips.

“Hehe.”

When Ayla giggled, I felt her warm breath between my fingers.

Ayla slowly pulled her hand away, lowering it.

“…!?”

As I tried to pull my hand away quickly, Ayla chuckled softly.

My hand was trembling. I was struggling to pull back, but Ayla was just playfully pulling me closer.

But, no matter how hard I tried, I was at a disadvantage.

If it were a sword fight, I might manage to turn the situation with the sword, but when it came to pure strength, the story was different.

“What are you thinking?”

Ayla suddenly pulled me hard.

My body lost its balance and collapsed forward.

My hand was pulled not to Ayla’s chest, but to her sides.

In other words, Ayla pulled me into her embrace.

I’m not sure which is more sensitive—burying my face in her chest or touching her with my hands.

Ayla let go of my hand and quickly wrapped her arms around my head before I could pull back.

Then, she put her nose back in my hair and sniffed again.

“Indeed, it smells familiar.”

“How is it? You can recognize it now, right?”

“…Yes, Ayla-nim.”

Buried in Ayla’s chest, I mumbled a barely audible response.

Even until the moment I fall asleep, the order to wait by her side wouldn’t change today.

And that “side” is, of course, in Ayla’s bed. I don’t think Ayla uses the word “side” in a way that’s too far from the meaning.

This time, Ayla tried to pull me into her arms.

But this time, I attempted to resist.

As I felt Ayla trying to pull me closer, I quickly turned my body to the side.

I pressed my legs tightly together and kept my arms against my sides to make it uncomfortable for her to embrace me.

My posture was flat on the bed, lying face down.

To be honest, let me say it clearly.

If Ayla’s hand keeps touching my stomach, I feel like something serious might really happen someday.

For now, I’m barely managing to hold it in by controlling how much water I drink, but if I end up making a mistake next to Ayla, I might really want to die from embarrassment.

So somehow, I had to stop Ayla from playing with my body, at least to a certain extent.

If I were to tell Ayla about this thought, she’d probably play with my body even more aggressively.

At that point, wouldn’t that really be crossing the line?

“……”

Ayla was silent for a moment.

I could feel her gaze.

She was probably looking at my actions with an extremely dumbfounded expression.

“Kuk.”

Ayla laughed quietly.

“Are you trying to resist right now? Even if you try to leave on your own, you’ll come back if I give the order.”

“What are you going to do if I give you a more specific command? If I tell you to lie down facing me, you’d have no choice but to do it, right?”

Yesterday, Ayla didn’t say much either,
but it seems she wasn’t exactly trying to hide anything by staying silent.

“I…”

As I tried to make some sort of excuse and lifted my head—

Poof.

My face was pressed into the blanket again.

“!?”

And then, as if it were completely natural, Ayla got on top of me.

As if my body were some kind of mattress.

“Ayla-nim!?”

“Why? Is this not allowed?”

Ayla’s voice vibrated against my back.

Because her chest was firmly pressed against it.

We were both wearing thin clothes, but…

They were very thin clothes meant for comfortable sleep.

Being pressed together like this made it way too easy to imagine things.

Ayla’s body was larger than mine.

If we were to lie down like this, my body would be tucked under hers.

Standing would be one thing, but lying down made it even easier.

If Ayla moved up a bit more, she’d be able to press down on me even harder.

“Are you challenging me?”

Ayla’s voice echoed in my ear.

Her breath touched the edge of my ear, making my body shiver.

Ayla probably noticed it too.

“Ah, no, Ayla-nim. That’s not what I…”

And yet, the idea of pressing my stomach against the bed with my own body weight seemed meaningless.

Slowly, Ayla’s hand slipped in between that space.

Then, slowly—but more blatantly than before—she touched my lower stomach.

“Do you dislike it?”

Ayla asked softly.

“If you say you don’t like it, I’ll stop. I don’t plan to keep you as my exclusive maid if you hate it.”

Ayla’s soft voice.

“I don’t want to keep someone who could kill me as my personal maid, nor do I want to give this kind of ‘training.’ I’m doing this because I care about you in my own way.”

“……”

I bit my lip.

“Well, say it. Do you dislike it? Should I make it easier to answer by turning it into a command?”

I held my breath for a moment.

In the end, I sighed deeply and answered.

“I… don’t dislike it.”

“Fufu. Then, good.”

Ayla said.

“You don’t dislike it, right? Even if I do this?”

When she pressed down on my lower stomach, I felt something tingle.

I probably shivered a little below the waist.

Fortunately, I didn’t embarrass myself.

But still, aside from that, maybe just a little…

“If you don’t dislike it, that means it’s okay to keep going, right?”

“Ayla-nim.”

“If you don’t like it, you can refuse anytime.
That’s an order.”

Ayla said.

Her hand moved again.

I couldn’t help but be conscious of Ayla’s hand between the bed and my body.

I trembled again.

At some point, my arm, which had been resting at my side, moved up and gripped the blanket tightly.

I tried to lift my upper body somehow, but Ayla’s body wouldn’t let me.

“Seriously, you’re such a cute puppy.”

No noble in the world would ever do something like this to a puppy.

That much, I was certain of.