Chapter 43

Chapter 43 – What Truth (2)

I never had s*x with Raphael so much that I wondered if he had returned.

Occasionally, he would come to my room and be called by Lepis or his attendants. When that happened, he would gaze at me with an annoyed expression and leave the room. However, he did not ignore them.

Raphael was happy to be able to have s*x with me though he wouldn’t be happy to have s*x like this.

Every time he entered my room, I noticed to some extent that it was Lepis or Acacia’s interference with calling him out. However, I never imagined that they would be so thoroughly interfering.

How could I not have s*x for once?

The feelings of being depressed and of wanting to be angry with them all burned up. I just wanted to. Besides, it wasn’t a bad thing to take care of things like that. Maybe, it was because of Lepis’ confession.

And, when those days passed over into a week, I felt dissatisfied.

What is the use of their help…? I don’t want it.

Besides, there was really nothing to do in a room without even cell phones or people. I was so bored. Even so, while it was amusing to watch Acacia before, he didn’t even show his nose now because of the order I gave him.

Still, it was reassuring to have him.

There was nothing to do today, so I looked out the window and counted the number of clouds. Then, I glanced at the door, startled by the sound of someone opening the door harshly.

No one should be coming?

Raphael, who seemed very angry, was staring at me with a ferocious look. Grabbing my arm, he gave me no time to react. I was dragged out without even thinking of resisting his firm grip. He then dragged me through the quiet hallway that had no one around.

Arriving at the Imperial Palace, he put me in a carriage. The moment I opened my mouth, his lips met mine. The carriage departed with the sound of the coachman’s whip.

…Well, this is quite good, but where are we going?

I was a little confused. After finishing the deep kiss, he covered my mouth with his hand and whispered in my ear.

“If you don’t want to let the coachman know you’re being f*cked, be quiet.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he ignorantly pushed himself inside me.

He shut his mouth tightly and seemed to hold back his moans. Every time he moved, the carriage rattled loudly. Raphael let out a low curse. The next moment, he pulled out what he had put in and sat down before grabbing my arm as I sat as far away as possible.

While in a sitting position, he placed my entrance on top of his pillar. I trembled with pleasure when he reached the very end of the root, and I wrapped my hand around Raphael’s neck.

Every time the carriage shook, Raphael got deeper.

Wow, this feels like a new concept of automatic d*ldo…?

Biting bit my chest with his teeth, he wrapped one hand around my waist and stroked my thigh with the other. The awkwardly folded legs tingled. Every time the carriage rattled a little, he lifted his back. Raphael’s hot breath on my neck was erotic.

“Ha… ah.”

He came deep inside once and pulled out.

With his clothes straightened, Raphael pushed his hand inside me and stirred until he reached his destination. I covered my mouth with both hands and struggled to contain my groan.

The carriage eventually stopped. My clothes were already torn and in rags. The coachman’s voice announcing the arrival was heard. Perhaps, we’ll have s*x with the coachman here… My heart was pounding with anticipation.

Raphael took off his cloak and wrapped it around me. His clothes were buttoned all the way down to my knees. My anticipation cooled down as I was led by him into his capital’s mansion.

“Wash her.”

He had placed me in the hands of the handmaid. Perhaps, because it was the master’s order, she didn’t say anything. She responded by simply nodding her head, even while washing me clean.

The handmaid in a dress soon led me to his room.

In the room, Raphael, with a glass of wine, was waiting for me. Seeing me being led by the handmaid, he approached. He glanced at me and, dissatisfied with me in a dress, threw the wine glass he was holding at the handmaid.

“Who told you to do this?”

The handmaid wasn’t surprised, nor did she even scream.

After throwing me onto the bed, he sauntered over to the handmaid. Raphael took the whip from his waist and swung it lightly at her. The handmaid, who was being whipped, shed tears but did not make a sound.

It looked so bizarre that I could only stare blankly as I sat down and watched his actions.

“Get out.”

Even though her clothes were torn and bloodstains were clearly visible all over her body, she clasped her hand and said her greeting before going outside. Raphael slowly approached me.

He, who always seemed playful and infinitely light, looked different.

“What did you do with those bastards?”

Raphael grabbed my chin, and with a strong force, he laid me on the bed.

“Did you treat them with your body like you were f*cking with me?”

He then took off his shirt. He seemed angry to the end of his head. They did things I didn’t even want them to do, so why do I have to endure this bastard’s anger?

Although I couldn’t convince him, the fact that I hadn’t had s*x with him once was bad.

“That’s…”

—Slap!

Raphael slapped me on the cheek as he seemed unwilling to listen to me.

No, really, all the people here have weird personalities… Why was he asking me if he was not going to listen?

The next moment, he opened the closet door in front of him, and I could various tools were hung on the inside of the closet. He came over to me with what looked like a d*ldo and a few bottles that were supposed to be medicine. After that, he slowly pulled off the ribbon dress.

When I resisted, moving my body to and fro, he slapped me on the cheek once more.

“Don’t do it.”

“Shut up.”

Saying so, Raphael put his finger in my gaping mouth. He poured the potion in his hand into my mouth. Without touching my tongue, the hot liquid went straight into my esophagus. He stared into my hazy eyes and fastened the leash.

“It’s nice to see you shivering with shame, but I don’t want to see it today.”

He whispered softly in my ear before kissing his lips on the white slip. On the soft cloth soaked in moisture, my n*pples stood out. Raphael inserted the instrument he had brought into the anus with me lying face down.

“Lay down and cry. Be like a dog.”

I could feel intense pain as if my anus was being ripped apart. No sh*t, why would he put it in without preparation? Does he want me to stab a cucumber in your anus, too?

Raphael grabbed my hand and lifted me up. I staggered at the slowly rising medicine and moved as he led. Every time I moved, I could hear clang bells coming from nowhere. He took me in front of the full-length mirror.

What he put behind me was an anal tail. I would call it with this name here as well—a small bell hung from the end of the long tuft of hair. Soon, Raphael put a dog ear headband over my head and made me walk on my arms and knees.

The tail lifted my clothes, revealing my rear. He stood still, urging me to move.

Every time he kicked my buttock, what was inside shook, giving me an exhilarating pleasure.

“Hu-uht…!”

“Arne. You came already?”

He pulled my leash up every time I sat down as my legs loosened up. Opening the door as he rubbed my entrance with his toe, he slowly led me into the mansion hallway. I couldn’t think of anything as my reason was gradually paralyzing.

As I walked as he led me, the bell sounded from the tail.

“Good, You walk well.”

He led me around as if taking a dog for a walk. He also introduced me to his employees. They patted my hair with a grim look. Even with that touch, I felt the thrill of pleasure and shed love liquid.

“This is my new puppy. Isn’t she cute?”

Raphael wandered through the mansion. He wandered all over the place to the point where I didn’t think he was the kind of person who cared about other people’s eyes and we met quite a few maids.

Then, he gently stroked my hair as I tightened my body and refused to walk.

“Are you afraid they will tell you you look like a wh*re?”

When he turned his attention to the busy people, he slid his finger into my entrance and stirred it around. He had eyes that were very friendly yet glistening with madness, too. In my lowered field of vision, only the legs of the maids and servants moving around were seen.

“…Ah-huht… Don’t—hu-ng, do it!”

I gripped the hem of his trousers as I succumbed to Raphael’s pleasure. Lifting my head, I gazed up at him. It didn’t matter, but I thought it would be better if he plowed his p*nis inside me. As the medicine gradually took effect, I gasped for breath.

“It’s okay. They’re not going to be light-mouthed about you.”

I gasped for breath at Raphael’s feet, feeling as if my body was floating.

“I cut off their tongue so they couldn’t speak. So, don’t worry.”

The hazy feeling slowly faded as he laughed softly and spoke cruelly.

Goosebumps welled up on my body, and I stared up at him with blank eyes. Raphael was a crazy bastard beyond imagination. Still unable to do anything, I was dragged along in the direction he was towing me.

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