episode_0067

Irina was given only two options.

The first was to throw everything away and run away.

Running away meant that Irina would become a fugitive and would forever give up on Stella’s revenge.

Of course, that was unacceptable.

The second was to brace herself for the shame and follow Reinhard’s orders in this spot.

The shame would be momentary, but afterward, she could achieve Stella’s revenge.

Maybe she could even find happiness.

Even though she didn’t know his face, wasn’t he a count from the powerful empire of Aman?

With the power of a count, he could surely make someone like her happy.

Even with a casual thought, there was no reason to choose the former.

Irina said as if she were hypnotizing herself.

‘If I can just overcome this shame. I’ve done worse things before…’

Of course, the fact that she had done worse things before wasn’t comforting.

But it gave her courage.

She took a deep breath, and when she picked up the trumpet, cheers erupted from all over.

“Show us a great performance!”

“Irina! Irina! Irina!”

They weren’t really expecting a great performance.

Perhaps what they were expecting was to see how disgraceful she could be.

The more vulgar she looked, the more the audience gathered would surely enjoy it.

But they were holding her future in their hands.

Perhaps going along with what they wanted was the right thing to do for Irina’s future.

In the end, Irina had only one choice.

“I will now show you a trumpet performance. Please enjoy it…”

With the bottom of the trumpet, heavily lubricated with cold lubricant, facing downwards, she slowly began to push it into her buttocks.

The end was made like a dildo, so inserting it itself wasn’t too burdensome.

But the moment she inserted it, a sound that shamed Irina was heard.

Whoosh.

The sound of wind heard in the process of pushing it into her buttocks showed how huge the trumpet was.

The loudness of the sound meant that the shame Irina felt was great.

In other words, the louder the sound, the more satisfied the audience was.

Of course, laughter erupted from the moment she started inserting the trumpet.

“Pfft, I really didn’t want to laugh, but I can’t help but laugh.”

“I understand. How easy would it be to hold back while watching a woman of that caliber inserting a trumpet into her butt?”

“Is that all? You must have clearly heard the sound that erupted the moment she inserted it. Of course, it would be strange not to laugh.”

“It seems a little harsh, but what can we do since she chose it herself.”

Of course, she mixed in something she could never refuse in that choice.

But the choice was Irina’s.

All Irina could do now was play the trumpet with her butt and sob with her face distorted by shame.

“…I will begin the performance.”

But playing the trumpet with her butt couldn’t be an easy task.

She had never practiced it, nor had she ever thought about practicing it.

Besides, Irina had never even held a trumpet before.

Of course, even when she kept giving strength to her butt, only bizarre sounds were heard.

“Whoooooosh ~♬.”

All she heard was the sound of air leaking out every time she gave strength, and of course, the audience’s reaction cooled down.

“It’s true that watching this spectacle is enjoyable, but this isn’t fun to listen to at all.”

“I agree. I was expecting to see Irina playing properly.”

“At this rate, I don’t know if she’ll be able to get married. I’m filled with a desire to oppose it first?”

It was a deliberate attempt to provoke Irina, but Irina’s heart became more urgent.

It was too hard to see the marriage fall through after having shown this spectacle.

“…I, I’ll try to perform hard. Please wait a little longer.”

Irina said while shaking her buttocks, where the flesh was jiggling.

Her buttocks jiggled like waves, and a stream of water dripped from her stimulated pussy because of the trumpet being inserted.

At that moment when she was shaking her buttocks hard, Irina, who was sweating like a waterfall, trembled.

The water that started pouring down her thighs and her face turning red like a carrot urgently.

“Ugh.”

“Pfft♬~ Pffft-pfft-pfft♬.”

The sound of the trumpet filled the silent space, or perhaps it was a different sound.

But that didn’t matter.

What mattered was that this sound had focused all the audience.

“Hehehehe, don’t tell me she farted to make that trumpet sound just now?”

“I think so? I can’t believe she would think of that. Did she want to get married that badly?”

“Don’t you usually want a safe haven when you’re around that age? I guess Irina is the same.”

“Even so, to actually play the trumpet like that. Even though it’s vulgar, she’s put in the effort, so I’ll cast a vote in favor.”

“I’ll cast a vote in favor too. Shouldn’t we keep our promise even if it’s a disgusting sight?”

“I’m just happy to see that expression. Look at the face distorted to play the trumpet with her butt. It’s definitely not an expression you would make in a normal situation.”

“That’s also true.”

How Irina played the trumpet no longer mattered.

What mattered was that she had become the laughing stock of this space.

What mattered was that she had completely dropped even the last bit of pride as a knight that she had been so proud of.

“Since she’s trying so hard, shouldn’t we proceed with the marriage now?”

“Of course.”

The audience looked at Irina, who was bent over with a trumpet inserted in her butt, with bitter smiles.

Irina still didn’t seem to be able to escape from the terrible act she had committed herself.

Now, Irina, who had finally come to her senses, looked at Reinhard with an uneasy expression.

“Wasn’t it supposed to be over now?”

“Of course, it’s over. You’ll be getting married soon. The count who will be your groom is on his way now.”

“He’s coming now?”

“I guess you didn’t even imagine that you would get permission for marriage today. To be honest, I thought so too. I thought it would take you a day to play the trumpet.”

“……”

“To be honest, it was unexpected, so I hope you understand. Instead, I promise that you’ll be able to have a happy honeymoon as soon as the wedding is over.”

“I don’t need a honeymoon.”

“Isn’t that what you think? The groom might think differently. Still, he married a woman with pretty outstanding looks, so wouldn’t he want to spend the first day passionately?”

“What are you talking about.”

“What am I talking about, you have nothing but your body, so you have to use it well so your husband will help you, right?”

It was an explicit insult, but Irina couldn’t even think of a single word to resist.

There was nothing wrong with those words.

“Before the groom arrives, you have to do what you have to do, right?”

“What do I have to do?”

Irina’s face was filled with doubt.

She had received permission for marriage, and there was nothing else to do.

But Reinhard smiled bitterly again.

“What could it be? You have to serve the audience who allowed the marriage to thank them, right?”

Irina’s face distorted.

“But, but don’t they have maids for that?”

“The maids just provide simple sexual release, right? But you’re different, you’re a slave and you have to accept even more than that, right?”

She couldn’t even grasp what was more than sexual release.

Rather, it was better to ask Reinhard first to figure it out for sure.

“Okay. What do you want?”

“You’ve gotten quite faster now. I like your actions. Then I’ll say the order.”

‘This is the last time. If only this really ends…’

“Go around and listen to what each person wants.”

“Okay.”

Irina clenched her teeth and approached the nobles.

“Is there anything you want?”

“Do it with your mouth once.”

It was a relatively simple request. Irina soon succeeded in extracting the noble’s semen.

The next turn was also just requests to ejaculate by using her body simply.

But the arrogant noble who sat next was different.

He was probably the next most powerful person in this place after Reinhard.

“I need to pee right now. I feel like I have to leave this place, but it’s annoying to move, you see?”

He certainly looked fat to the point of being dull.

“…Is there anything you want?”

“It’s simple, be my toilet for a while.”

“Ah, okay…”

Irina closed her eyes tightly and knelt in front of the noble with her mouth open.

It was as if her mouth was acting as a substitute for a urinal.

Whoosh.

The stream of urine struck Irina’s uvula and began to flow.

Of course, she choked and suffocated for a moment, but Irina, who barely endured it, made a gulping sound and began to swallow the urine.

When the noble shook his stuff after the refreshing excretion, the stream of urine that hadn’t come out splattered over Irina’s face.