The man clamped his hands over his ears, wincing at the intensity of my scream, but I didn't care. Fueled by rage, I immediately cast an earth spell, launching a massive boulder at him.
"Woah!"
He quickly conjured a sturdy barrier, the boulder shattering against it. Undeterred, I summoned another earth spell, hurling it with even more force. Again, his barrier held firm, blocking the attack effortlessly.
"What are you doing?" he asked, clearly confused.
"You rapist! Don't come closer!" I screamed, my voice trembling with fury.
"Rapist? Hey, that's rude. I never do that kind of thing," he replied, his tone disturbingly calm.
"Yeah, right!" I shouted, my anger boiling over. "Then explain what the hell is going on here?! Why are those women lying there unconscious w-w-with semen on them? And judging by the bloodstains on the sheets, they were virgins until you had your way with them, weren't they? You scum!"
"Hey, don't twist the truth like that so easily," he said, his expression unchanging. "That's not what happened. Sure, I deflowered them, but they wanted to become mine. I didn't force them into it."
"You liar! Who would willingly become yours?" I exclaimed. "I'm summoning the magic knights and reporting you!"
"What's all the fuss about?" one of the women on the bed groaned, her voice muddled. She lay there naked, coated in sperm. It was a horrifying sight.
I hurried to her, shielding her body with mine. "Don't let him see any more," I murmured. "You poor souls. Your purity tainted by his vile actions. Let's go and report him. In this kingdom, rape is punished severely – he'll hang for what he's done."
"E-Eh? M-Master, what's this woman saying?" the woman said.
"Eh? Master?" I exclaimed, my eyes narrowing as I glared at the man. "You despicable bastard! Forcing them to call you that! How could you sink so low?!" I turned to the women, noting their awakening amidst the chaos. "You don't have to address him as Master anymore!
I'll free you from his clutches! I'll summon the magic knights to apprehend him for what he's done to you!"
"Why don't you calm down first? You're clearly misunderstanding something," the man interjected.
"Calm down? After witnessing your repulsive deeds? There's no misunderstanding here! It's painfully evident what you've done! You deserve the harshest punishment!"
"Uuuh..." a voice came from behind me. "Doctor Natasha? Is that you?"
"Huh?" I spun around to see Bella, a woman I'd treated before.
"Doctor Natasha," Bella began, her eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made me flinch. "I'm grateful you fixed my ankle when I tripped during dance practice, but accusing Master like this is unforgivable. Do you know how much we owe him? Even our bodies aren't enough to fully repay our gratitude," she continued, her words laden with a mix of reverence and indignation.
"Master is a great man. Forcing someone to mate with him isn't his style at all!" the beast woman chimed in, her voice brimming with certainty and defiance. Her ears twitched, and her eyes flashed with a fierce loyalty that was impossible to ignore.
"I am honestly impressed that you're saying that to Master, considering his handsome face. Aren't you just as enamored with him? I mean, you keep staring at his member," one of the women remarked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
My face flushed a deep crimson. W-What is this? Could they be telling the truth? Did nothing really happen to them? Did this man not rape them at all? Had I falsely accused him?
The realization hit me like a punch to the gut. This was beyond embarrassing; it was mortifying!
***
I bowed my head to him, grateful that he was now fully clothed, sparing me the sight of his thing swinging freely between his legs. Yet, the image was seared into my mind, refusing to fade. It lingered there, a persistent reminder of what had transpired. But now wasn't the time to dwell on such thoughts.
"I'm really sorry, President," I said, my voice laden with genuine remorse. "I didn't mean to falsely accuse you like that. I've cared for women who've endured that kind of trauma in the sanatorium I worked at before. I know firsthand how devastating it is to be a rape victim. That's why when I saw them, I immediately jumped to conclusions, assuming you were responsible.
I promise I'll resign as soon as possible because of this egregious mistake of mine."
It felt inevitable that I had to resign. After all, I'd been shockingly rude to the President of the company himself, and I'd even accused him of raping women. It was clear I needed to pack up and leave immediately.
"You don't have to worry about it. I kinda get why you reacted that way. So, I accept your apology. Also, I don't think you need to resign."
"W-Why?" I asked, genuinely taken aback. "I mean, I did something awful to you. The least I could do to make up for it is to resign."
"I'm not some kind of tyrant who'd fire an employee over a mistake. Mistakes just make us human," he said with a reassuring smile. "You can continue working here, and you can start by checking on them. I've got something to attend to, so I'm heading out now. If there are any problems, talk to Amon. She knows how to contact me.
Well, until next time. And you three, I hope you have good luck on your debut. I'll be watching and cheering for you."
The room filled with the joyous sound of the women's giggles as the weight of tension lifted with the President's departure. Now, I stood alone with the five women.
"Uhhh, l-ladies, can you please spread your legs for me?" I stammered. They complied without hesitation, parting their thighs obediently. Then, a torrent of sperm, a copious amount, gushed out from their pussies, pooling on the floor below.
This was not what I expected. This was not wholesome at all. How could Vice President Amon have described it that way?
What part of this was wholesome?!