"Uuuum…"
Eleonora, who had been buried in a bed made of cozy straw with her eyes closed like a sleeping princess from a fairy tale, began to flutter her eyelids slightly. Soon after, her unique, beautiful blue eyes began to sparkle.
"…"
Just how long had she been asleep?
Eleonora soon pushed through the cozy straw covering her, made her ample breasts sway, and sat up.
Whether it was because she had slept deeply or not, a lingering drowsiness and lack of focus remained in her blue eyes as she blankly began to look back and forth between the bed she was lying on and its surroundings.
And then, soon after,
"…Ah."
A single word uttered in a voice so dry and cracked it seemed to come from a parched throat.
It was just a single word without any addition, but it was a simple yet complex, contradictory sound—filled with the awareness and lament of her situation, being completely naked in this narrow prison called a cage, separate from her own limp, relaxed body.
"If only it had been a dream…"
If this were her bedroom, if this cozy pile of straw were her bed, and if what she saw next to her were maids instead of pigs, she would have asked for nothing more.
But these complaints were short-lived. Eleonora soon flushed with anger and shame and began pounding on the straw pile.
"Uuuuuugh?! What is this! In such a lewd posture! In such a vulgar posture! To, to 'go' while spouting liquid from my p-pussy?!"
As her head began to clear, she finally remembered why she had been entrusting her body to the comfort of this straw pile, and she couldn't bear it without hitting something.
"What is this! Did I seduce those ball-less bastards because I'm lewd?! Don't make me laugh! He must have pulled some trick! There's no other way, there's no other waaaaay?!"
There's no way she would have taken such a lewd posture on her own!
While desperately denying it, she pounded the straw bales and even tried rolling around, but each time, the jingling sound echoing from between her thighs made Eleonora stop her movements thud, and she quietly threw away the straw bale that had been covering her crotch.
"…Haa."
Anything else, she could wish it had been a dream, but this…
Even if she could somehow overlook being imprisoned in this narrow cage and being stark naked,
She desperately wished that this, this clitoris that was still standing erect and inconsiderately announcing its presence, wasn't reality.
"…"
But what good would lamenting do now?
Since she realized this was reality, it was already spilled milk, and her pristine innocence wasn't coming back.
"Kheuuuugh…!!"
But still, it was infuriating.
If she had actually been violated, that would be one thing, but to 'go' while spouting liquid in front of that bastard in such a disgraceful posture, and then even pass out?!
"It's all because of this…!"
Apart from the pink clitoris swaying cutely, no longer even feeling pain, there was the mithril piercing, a bluish-green color she couldn't get used to no matter how many times she saw it. And the small bell hanging from that piercing.
This bell, like dew forming on a blade of grass just before sunrise, made its presence undeniably known.
Jingle~
"Hup…!"
It had only made a small sound, but her pussy, already conditioned to this bell sound, twitched, and simultaneously, the aftereffects of the stimulation reached Eleonora.
"I'll break it right now…!"
It's all because of this one thing! If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have needed to be thrusting her pussy in that posture. Because of this one small bell, she had shown a disgraceful scene; she could never hold her head up high as a knight.
Moreover, judging by its lustrous glow, the ring piercing her clitoris was clearly made using mithril.
But even if the ring was one thing, as if to say this silver bell was different, Eleonora immediately reached her hand between her legs, just as Shinseon had grabbed her clitoris before.
She pinched the bell between her thumb and index finger and began squeezing it with all her might.
Squuuuuueeze!!
"…?"
But even after 5 minutes, 10 minutes, and more time passed, the bell remained strangely unscathed. Eleonora let out a deep sigh poof and released her hand.
"It's another one of that bastard's strange items."
He was someone who treated mithril like buying jerky from a general store, so he must have brought another strange object from somewhere and attached it to her.
For reference, this bell was also a byproduct from when Shinseon had asked to have the broken mithril chains reforged into other items back then.
Unlike the piercing made of pure mithril, it was an alloy mixed with some silver, losing mithril's unique glow, but its durability was no less, making it truly the hardest bell in the world.
Of course, Eleonora had no way of knowing this and simply resented Shinseon for attaching such a wicked item (?) to her there.
After struggling like that for a while, Eleonora hurriedly started putting on the clothes lying in a corner of the cage upon hearing footsteps approaching her ear.
Of course, even calling them 'clothes,' aside from her armor, they consisted only of leggings and a sports bra. But she didn't want to show her naked body to that wicked bastard approaching for even a single moment.
Moreover, above all, the thought of showing her naked body to him made her shiver oseul-oseul, and the memory of her disgraceful self, pinned under him and crying boohi-boohi like a pig, vividly passed before her eyes again.
Of course, the arched-back posture, the liquid spouting, and the climax followed right after.
Jingle-jingle~
"Kheup…!"
Amidst hurriedly putting on her clothes as the bastard's footsteps drew near, the bell jingled incessantly, as if sounding an alarm for her violent movements.
'This isn't the time, please…!'
Even if her heart was defiled, it remained steadfast. She was confident she could endure even if he tried to corrupt her with his wicked tricks, but this incessant jingling and the clenching of her pussy kept becoming distractions.
And for some reason, the strange stinging sensation and the accompanying itch she felt every time she pulled the clothes tightly.
"Uuuuugh!!"
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Eleonora mustered all the strength she currently could and succeeded in putting on not only the clothes but also her armor, albeit clumsily.
Even if she couldn't fasten the buckles, this should surely show her will to resist him…
"Who said you could put clothes on? Take them off right now."
"…The very first thing you say upon entering is utterly ridiculous."
She didn't know how much time had passed, but seeing the darkening sky and the food scraps (kimchi fried rice) Shinseon was holding, Eleonora sighed, lamenting that not even a full day had passed, and spoke.
"Whether I wear clothes or not is my freedom, is it not?"
"You still think you're human, huh?"
Well, whatever!
Shinseon shrugged his shoulders at Eleonora, who was staring intently at him, and gently placed the food he had brought in front of her cage.
"Here, food."
Growwwl!!
"Eugh… A-Again…?!"
No sooner had the word 'food' left his mouth than her stomach began to rumble. As an immense hunger she couldn't resist swept over her again, Eleonora unconsciously gulped kkolkkak on the spot and stared at the kimchi fried rice he had brought.
'I want to eat it. Right now, right now… But…!'
Going to eat that meant she would have to take off this armor. It would surely get in the way when she stuck her head through the bars of the cage.
But to take off her armor in front of that bastard…?
In her current state, even her sword had been taken by him! To show him herself taking off her armor!
She would rather hug her hungry stomach and roll on the ground—that was absolutely unacceptable.
But at that moment, Eleonora twitched, feeling a strange sensation throughout her body.
"Kheugh…"
"What are you doing, suddenly twisting your body like that? Are you trying to seduce me?"
"Th-That's impossible! It's because my body… it stings!"
"Hmm… Stings?"
At her words about her body stinging, for some reason, Eleonora's heart began to pound under Shinseon's intense gaze.
'He's thin, thinking about something again… He's going to make me do something absurd again…!'
And Eleonora's prediction hit the mark.
"Get into the 'A-frame legs' pose and put your hands behind your head. That pose you're most confident in."
"Wh-What?!"
"Can't you hear? Do I have to use magic again to make you pose…"
"Kheugh…!"
Eleonora hesitated for a moment, letting out a low sound.
But soon, with the sound of clinking metal cheolkeok-cheolkeok, she felt the cold sensation of metal against the back of her head.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Advanced Chapters @Patreon.com/c/ReiReiRei73 OR buymeacoffee.com/reireirei73