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193 – Caresses for Survival

193 – Caresses for Survival

She was desperate to survive.

‘One mistake and I die.’

Due to the magic circle’s sudden action, I had unwittingly become a usurper plotting rebellion.

A usurper who brought farmers, destroyed all order in the empire, invaded the imperial palace and replaced the emperor.

The situation had already unfolded.

I now had two choices.

One was to immediately kneel and beg.

But this choice was no different than offering up my own neck.

The magic circle had already done its deed.

Would the Empress believe me if I said it was the magic circle acting on its own?

-“So the traitor is forcibly trying to deny his crime.”

-“Isn’t the will of the magic circle your own will?”

It was obvious she would brand me a traitor.

Then there was only one option left.

‘Somehow satisfy the emperor.’

Whatever method it took.

‘Fine. Since you caused this, I’ll play along.’

But as the master, I’d have to properly educate it afterwards.

I saw the Empress, her dress partially torn and exposing her chest, helplessly being caressed.

“Haa, haa.”

Whether from anger or excitement, I wasn’t sure.

But her face was clearly flushed red.

I faced the Empress glaring at me with her face bright red.

The nipples protruding from her breast mounds were erect and bulging out.

I gently scratched the tips of her breasts with my fingers, as if tickling them.

Persistently touching only her breasts.

“Hnngh! Ahngh!”

She trembled, forcibly holding back her moans.

Her eyes, tightly shut with tears forming, glared at me with anger.

“I-I’ll kill you. How dare you covet my throne…”

If Yuris had said this line, I would have eagerly responded with the next line.

Yuris was a woman who immersed herself in her role in fantasies more than anyone.

The Empress didn’t seem immersed in her role.

‘She’s serious.’

Those were eyes that wanted to kill me somehow.

-Satisfy the Empress to avoid becoming dew on the execution grounds.

Ah, the dew on the execution grounds was feeling more and more real.

That absolutely cannot happen.

I tapped the tips of her nipples with my fingers and kissed her collarbone.

“Ungh!”

She let out a moan like a sob at the pleasure she felt for the first time.

Kissing her neck, I whispered in her ear.

“Are you this excited from exposing the emperor’s noble naked body in front of the farmers?”

“Y-you bastard…”

“Your mouth cries out in indignation, but your body is responding honestly.”

I lightly bit her earlobe and squeezed her nipple a bit harder.

“Hnnngh!!!”

When I pulled on her breast, the Empress’s waist arched.

Zzzzt.

I could feel her body trembling.

This must be a masochistic pleasure she’s never felt before.

The Empress had always reigned and dominated from above.

Who would have dared try to dominate her?

It had probably never happened even once.

And I knew better than anyone how deeply the heart is impressed when faced with unfamiliarity.

‘I have to make this unfamiliar feeling become familiar.’

That was the way for me to survive.

To enjoy the masochistic pleasure, to be swept up in it.

I had to push the Empress.

It wasn’t just about driving her to the edge.

Pushing her to the brink, almost falling but not quite, and making her excited by that.

It was by no means an easy task.

But it was also something I had done many times before.

“Right now, you can’t do a single thing properly on your own. Emperor? You think that position will protect you? That empty title that I’ll eventually take from you?”

“I am the Emperor of the Empire. The insult you’ve done to me now… Ahngh!!”

Tickle tickle.

Stimulating her erogenous nipples.

While giving her stimulation close to torture, I guided the Empress to look at the farmers spread out below.

“Your proud Imperial Majesty is showing an aroused appearance to the citizens of our empire?”

“S-stop… Hnnngh!”

Haa, haa.

Her breathing grew increasingly ragged.

The time had come.

‘I’m not sure how effective it will be since I just obtained it, but…’

It’s much better than using nothing at all.

I took out the slime I had collected(?) from the dungeon.

[Encoded text omitted]

Erotic slime.

-Slime properly infused with the drug is absolutely safe.
-However, excessive use may lead to addiction to the slime, so use with caution.

Originally it was meant for the first use on the sturdy Hero.

‘The situation is urgent right now.’

It can’t be helped.

Squish!

The Empress’s eyes widened at the sight of the pink slime.

“W-what are you trying to do to me now…”

“I’m going to put this slime on your nipples that have become sensitive from stimulation. It would be embarrassing to keep exposing Your Imperial Majesty’s nipples to the farmers, wouldn’t it?”

“…”

The Empress looked at me like I was crazy.

I split the erotic slime into two while looking at her.

Squish!

I attached the slime, now divided into two halves, to her breasts.

Then.

“Ahngh!”

It covered the Emperor’s nipples like a pink bra.

“Hngh! S-stop! Wait, th-there!!”

The protrusions inside, releasing aphrodisiacs instead of acid.

The slime sucked on her nipples like a baby nursing, its bumps rubbing round and round.

The slime’s reaction was to fix itself to her nipples, but that stimulated them even more.

She would feel it much more sensitively than fingers.

‘The aphrodisiac will have an effect too.’

As soon as I put on the slime bra, she squirmed her hips back and forth while sitting, sweating profusely.

“Hnnngh…”

It must feel several times better than fingers.

Her breaths, as she inhaled and exhaled deeply, had become much hotter than before.

“Haa, haa. You…”

The Empress reacted especially sensitively.

“Thank you for not showing your shameful state to the farmers.”

Her eyes turned to the farmers at the bottom of the stairs.

“I helped prevent them from seeing Your Imperial Majesty’s noble nipples.”

“You bastard…”

The Empress gritted her teeth.

But her voice was no longer as strong as before.

It was natural, as she was now moist with pleasure.

Even the hardest brick loses strength when soaked in water.

The Empress’s breathing grew increasingly ragged.

Her gaze fixed downwards.

She began to stare intently at her nipples being persistently tormented by the slime.

She seemed curious about what was happening inside that pink slime.

“Ooooh!!!”

Lewd sounds that an emperor should never make escaped between her teeth.

That’s how it is.

Pleasure felt for the first time.

Shame felt for the first time.

Masochistic pleasure felt for the first time.

When everything is a first, if you just cross the threshold of awkwardness a little.

‘It can’t help but feel new.’

Especially for an emperor so overworked she yearns for rest.

It would feel even stronger because there was nothing that could comfort her heart.

“Doesn’t it feel good? Admit that you’re a pervert who enjoys showing such a shameful display in front of so many people.”

That’s when it happened.

“Ah, ah, n-no…”

The Empress’s urgent voice.

With her face flushed red, she stomped her feet while staring at the erotic slime bra covering her nipples.

“M-Max… S-stop now, please… I-I’ll forgive what you’ve done to me, so please…”

The Empress looked at me with a desperate voice, her face red.

I knew what that meant.

Climax.

And incontinence.

And that it would wound the Empress’s firm pride.

“Please, stop…”

As she stomped her feet, I slipped my hand under her dress.

My fingers entered her panties, now wet.

“Let it all out.”

The moment I rubbed the little bean that protruded above her wet slit.

“Unnngh!!!”

The imperial throne was soaked with the Empress’s urine.

Clear liquid that her panties couldn’t absorb flowed down, wetting the throne.

Incontinence.

It was a scene the Empress should never show.

Looking at her, I said:

“Wetting your own throne with piss. How can we serve a woman like this as emperor?”

I tore the rest of her dress with my hands.

Riiip!

The dress symbolizing the emperor was torn, and the emperor exposed her flesh wearing only underwear.

Wearing an erotic slime bra on top and urine-soaked panties below.

The slime attached to her chest sucked on her nipples.

Every time the bumps rubbed her breasts, she trembled with unbearable pleasure.

Her body moved involuntarily from the pleasure running up her spine.

Her waist tensed up, and her hands gripping the armrests tightened.

There was nothing she could do.

She had no knowledge to deal with this pleasure she was feeling for the first time.

Trembling, she looked up at Max.

The usurper who said he would usurp her imperial throne.

He looked down at her with a lewd smile.

As if he was the victor.

As if she could not escape the slime’s touch.

It was just a fantasy.

Even though it was just sensation felt in a fantasy, that sensation was too realistic.

Despite it being a fantasy, she gritted her teeth at the humiliating situation.

When this fantasy ends, she would punish this man somehow.

She would drag him to the execution grounds for the crime of insulting the emperor.

She was enraged.

Blood rushed to her head from the anger, and her heart beat rapidly.

Fear and rage.

The heart pounding from those…

“Ooooh!!!”

Began to gradually change in meaning due to pleasure.

Anger into excitement.

Fear into pleasure.

The Empress didn’t know.

That the aphrodisiac and caresses from the erotic slime were pulling her deeper and deeper into the valley of bliss.

Her chest tingled.

Her body was out of control.

This had never happened before.

It was the first time even her own body moved on its own, beyond her will.

No matter how much she tried to suppress it by gritting her teeth.

“Hnnngh… Nnngh…”

Moans kept escaping.

She made bestial cries.

It was a vulgar voice unfit for an empress to make.

To the point where she herself was surprised when she realized it was her own voice.

And just before reaching climax.

The Empress felt it.

‘No. At this rate…’

She felt the sensation of something welling up in her lower abdomen about to burst forth.

Something filled to the brim.

She felt the pressure.

She felt a sense of crisis that she absolutely must not release this.

She felt that she must not do this as an empress, no, as a human being.

It was hot.

This sensation felt from below was too hot.

No.

If she let go of her strength like this.

The Empress desperately begged Max.

To not do it.

To stop.

“M-Max… P-please stop now… I-I’ll forgive what you’ve done to me, so please…”

Feeling she must not cross some line visible before her eyes, she begged desperately.

However, Max.

Squish.

He put his hand inside her dress.

He dared to defile with his hand her secret place that she had never allowed anyone.

“Let it all out.”

As if it were a command, it struck her eardrums.

At the voice that seemed to strike her head directly in her ears, the strength left her body.

Bladder contraction from climax.

And the resulting incontinence.

It was hot.

Her lower region that should not be wet became hotly wet.

It was the moment a human’s dignity crumbled.

It was the moment her lifelong pride as emperor was wounded.

They say a tree that is too rigid breaks instead of bending.

The Empress’s strong pride broke instead of bending.

Riiip!

When even her dress, the last symbol proving she was once emperor, was torn.

“Hngh!”

The Empress bit her lower lip.