episode_0039

Standing before Lilia in her miserable state was none other than Roman.

He was dressed not in his usual flamboyant attire, but like a vagrant, standing before the cross Lilia was hung on, staring intently at her.

“…How is it? This is your place. Once a beloved priestess, now treated worse than a prostitute in a brothel, and that’s how the citizens treat you as well.”

At his words, Lilia tried to clench her legs, from which blood was flowing, as she looked at Roman. Of course, even at that moment, the cross stuck in her vagina was intensely stimulating her vulva.

“…What did I ever do to you… No, what did the Aitena Order ever do to you to deserve this?”

Because of the humiliation she had suffered, Lilia felt the reason in her head snapping.

That was why she was able to say such things even to Roman, who had been an object of fear.

Roman simply smiled.

The reason the Aitena Order was accused of heresy had nothing to do directly with him. It was merely that Lloyd, who hated to see the Order, which had gathered under the doctrine of faith rather than the Emperor and held greater power, grow even larger and threaten the Emperor, had done it to erase the Order’s existence.

He had nothing to say about that.

At most, ‘Blame yourself for belonging to Aitena’?

But there was one thing Roman could answer. It was why Lilia was suffering this fate.

Of course, it was Lloyd who had allowed Lilia to be taken away. But unlike Lloyd’s expectations, it was Roman who had the power to take care of her safely.

Yet he did not. Because, above all, he wanted Lilia’s ruin.

Given that fact, Roman’s laughter was, in a way, natural.

“…You asked what you did wrong?”

Lilia nodded with difficulty. She was very curious about the reason.

“Wrongdoing, you committed a very great wrong. You had the status of a priestess that I could not covet, and you possessed the appearance and body that I greatly desired.”

Roman had always been bothered by Lilia whenever he visited the temple. At that time, he had simply thought it was because the priestess’s appearance was beautiful.

He had come to clearly realize what that feeling was as he read the books he had been reading and learned about himself properly.

A kind of desire for conquest, to bring down, shame, and conquer Lilia, who had blonde hair and a voluptuous body.

That was the essence of the feeling that Roman felt when he looked at Lilia.

And the choice Roman made when he realized that was to completely remodel Lilia according to his desires and bring her down.

Everything that had happened so far was merely a series of processes for that. As he had wished, there was now a pitiful priestess standing on the edge of the abyss before him.

“…Just for that reason?”

“Just that reason? I, who would think about how I want to defile your lips when I see you after that, and what kind of moans a priestess would make?”

It was just a dirty and vile desire that Lilia could not understand. But there was nothing she could do. Eventually, she simply looked at Roman in resignation. She wanted to make at least one last desperate effort.

“…So you’re very happy that things turned out the way you wanted.”

“Not yet. Looking at those eyes, it seems you still don’t intend to submit.”

As Roman said, even after experiencing so much humiliation and shame, Lilia’s eyes had a strange vitality. It seemed like a will not to give him the reaction or result he wanted, even if she had to give up everything.

“That’s right. I won’t show you anything anymore. If you’re going to kill me, kill me. Or even if I die in this state, it’s the end now.”

But even that appearance was amusing to Roman. Eventually, he couldn’t hold back his laughter and burst into laughter.

“Puh-huh… Your thoughts are truly admirable.”

Lilia questioned his appearance of mocking her.

“…Why are you laughing?”

“Think about it, someone who can only weep and beg is saying as if they can do something while naked, how can I not laugh?”

It was exactly as he said. At Roman’s words, Lilia simply lowered her head.

As he said, she was just a being who could do nothing but curse and cry out naked.

Eventually, Lilia burst into tears.

It was more miserable and pitiful than ever before. Rather than flowing from simple fear, it was tears flowing from the powerlessness of not being able to do anything about herself, as Roman had said.

Roman made a suggestion to Lilia in that state.

“…Are you sad?”

Lilia quietly nodded.

“If so, become my slave as I want, and submit. Then I won’t treat you like this anymore.”

Lilia agreed to the inevitable choice. Because Roman himself had assured her that he would not do ‘this kind of treatment’, he had promised that whatever she did would be better than now.

Thus, Lilia, who had been a priestess, became Roman’s subordinate slave.

***

“I need to urinate. Where is Lilia?”

When Roman woke up and entered the bathroom, he saw Lilia, who had woken up earlier than Roman and was sitting in place.

The treatment that Roman had decided to give Lilia was none other than the toilet.

Lilia was human, but no longer human. Now, she was just an object owned by Roman.

“…Become a toilet?”

Those were Lilia’s words to Roman’s request to become a toilet some time ago. She had a bewildered expression, not properly understanding the meaning of those words.

When she asked if he was euphemistically telling her to help with Roman’s sexual release, Roman shook his head and told her to become a real toilet. In return for promising that there would be no more humiliation or gang rape in the plaza as before, Lilia eventually accepted life as a toilet.

And as always, Roman had entered the bathroom. Lilia always had to wake up an hour earlier than Roman’s waking time and prepare herself as a toilet.

When he entered the bathroom, Lilia was standing naked with her knees bent, not a toilet paper where the toilet paper should be hung.

It had not been a day or two since she had shown her naked body in front of Roman, but it was quite shameful to have to handle his urine from now on. The toilet in the bathroom was only used when Roman defecated.

“I need to urinate, so open your mouth.”

“…The toilet will handle master’s urine.”

Those were the words Roman had taught her before handling the urine. At the same time, Lilia opened her mouth and put Roman’s thing full in her mouth.

Shoooooosh!

Roman spat a stream of urine coolly into Lilia’s mouth. Since it was the first urine of the morning, a considerable amount burst out as if to stab Lilia’s throat.

“Gulp… Ugh… Gulp… Ugh…”

Lilia frowned at the foul taste of urine pouring down her throat, but the sound of her throat gulping echoed with her struggling to receive and drink the urine.

Lilia’s mouth was filled with the taste of Roman’s urine. It was a very disgusting taste.

After drinking the last drops of urine falling from the end of Roman’s thing, Lilia took the thing out of her mouth and rinsed her mouth with the water bucket prepared next to her.

“I will begin… cleaning.”

As soon as she finished rinsing her mouth, Lilia put Roman’s thing in her mouth again and moved her tongue back and forth in her mouth, licking the thing. As Roman’s thing grew, her tongue movements became very busy.

Roman, who was caressing Roman’s thing while diligently moving her head, grabbed the hair of Lilia, who was diligently moving her head, tightly with both hands and began to shake his waist himself.

Squelch! Squelch!

It was Roman who was clearly using his mouth, not his vagina, but the sound that was heard now was like a noise as if he were using a vagina.

Even though Roman’s thing reached the end of her throat, Roman continued to increase his speed, pulled Lilia’s head, shook his waist rapidly, and began to twitch.

Lilia hurriedly tried to spit Roman’s thing out of her mouth because of the feeling of nausea felt at the end of her throat.

Roman was just pressing down hard on the back of her head. Eventually, Lilia, who was feeling nausea as she stimulated her uvula and the end of her throat, could breathe only when Roman’s semen poured into her throat, and she just gagged and coughed.

“Don’t spill a single drop, drink it all.”

As Roman commanded, she gulped down the semen in her mouth, or rather, up to her throat, and then opened her mouth toward Roman.

As if to say, “I swallowed it all. Look.”

Although her eyes were filled with tears, Roman smiled excellently and stroked Lilia’s head.

“Now, follow me.”

After that, Lilia followed Roman’s side and served as his human toilet.