Erna sang for joy as she looked at the firm string that bound Kalion’s wrist. This time, you fall victim to me.
For the past two days or three days including yesterday, Erna didn’t know how many times she had cried in this bed.
Kalion had really shown off his terrifying stamina, proving how much of a knight he really was. Erna realized that she really could have died in the middle of s*x. Of course, she hadn’t died. Though it had been good enough to die.
When Kalion had listened to the plea that turned to “No, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, please save me,” he leisurely licked the tears Erna shed. He had said while moving his waist mercilessly, “I’m more excited when I see you like this.”
That was when Erna had promised to herself: she wouldn’t tolerate it anymore.
She absolutely could not win against him with her strength. Then, all that was left was her magic. However, here was the Grand Castle, which nullified her magic. But it was not that she was unable to use magic completely.
The spell that’d been put on by the first grand duke, who was a wizard, was like a very dense net; a net that captured all of the magic that went on inside.
Magic, however, was a living strength. As time went by, the nose of the net grew bigger as it got older. Thanks to this, Erna hadn’t been able to use light magic, but now most of the lights and water supply in the Grand Castle had been done by magic. Of course, as she still had some magic strength left, strong attack magic was impossible.
Erna moved her fingers slightly.
“Ya!”
Then, the light string around Kalion’s wrist tightened even more.
After checking that it was pointless for him to wiggle his body to free himself, she was thinking for a moment. It was good to have tied him up… but she couldn’t end with this. Couldn’t she make Kalion suffer like the way he had done her? What came to mind while lying down and thinking was exactly what she was doing now.
With trembling hands, Erna undid the buttons on her pajama top.
When she entered the room, she was not wearing underwear, as if it were natural. They were going to come off anyway. When she grabbed her loosened top and pulled it down, her white chest was revealed.
“Erna, you…”
The sound of Kalion gritting his teeth echoed in the room.
“…untie me right now,” said Kalion in a hoarse voice, struggling. Erna mumbled, pretending not to hear him by plugging her ears, “I think someone said something, but I couldn’t really hear it.”
When Erna teased him, Kalion shook his wrist tied with a knot, but it didn’t move as if his hand was stuck to the wall.
Erna unbuttoned her top with relief when she saw his reaction. Unlike what she normally wore, today her comfortable attire consisted of a top and pants. When all of the buttons were undone, her chest plate and pale stomach were revealed.
Kalion stared at her body for a moment as if he’d been possessed.
That body he’d pleased to his heart’s content for the past three days. The body he had touched, bit, sucked, caressed as much as he wanted. He was the only one who knew how soft, fragrant and warm that body was.
Not only was he not tired of it despite having made love with her for three days, he still felt an urgency…
“I said… untie me.” His voice was weighted down with desire.
“If you were me, would you untie me?”
Erna stared at him with eyes that suggested Kalion was talking nonsense. At that look, Kalion felt like he was being treated unfairly. You, too, enjoyed it! So why are you acting this way?!
Erna sat in a spot where her body was out of reach and waved her collar. Her voluptuous bre*sts appeared and disappeared behind the fluttering fabric.
As a result, Kalion was keenly aware of what someone tied up in front of water in the middle of the desert felt like. At the same time, he thought, what am I supposed to do if I’m untied?
Not knowing that Kalion’s eyes had sunken dangerously, Erna raised her arms and tied her hair in a ponytail. Then, her pajamas brushed over her bre*sts more narrowly than earlier. At the same time, Erna saw that Kalion’s thing was erect.
He was also wearing thin pajamas like she was. Erna stared with piercing eyes at the rock-hard p*nis seen through his pants—it was like it’d tear a hole at any minute.
Thinking about whether she should stay still, her eyes squinted playfully. “Are you frustrated, Kalion?”
“…what do you mean?”
After seeing his twisting body and powerlessness, Erna felt the resentment she had felt over those three days fade away a bit. And she was a little proud.
After having s*x like that, she had thought he might have gotten a little tired of it. But not only was he not tired… Erna’s gaze shifted down. Weird. He seemed to have gotten more chaotic.
Somehow he was still far away from being satisfied. While she’d already started, she decided to do a bit more. She summoned magic in the air again.
“You… Two again?”
Kalion, who noticed they were like the same ones she’d done a little while ago, wondered why she was doing it again, then two new strings flew out of thin air.
As soon as Erna moved her fingers, they wrapped around Kalion’s ankles, and the other ends were tied around each leg of the bed.
After checking that the knots were secured, she sat down between Kalion’s open legs.
Kalion’s eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his neck were threatening to burst. His gaze was blank and empty. Is a high level of excitement indistinguishable from a violent temper?
Erna felt Kalion’s breathing become shallower as she reached out to grab his kneecaps.
When her hands were placed, his body stiffened. Erna reached out and poorly groped his body over the cloth.
Despite his body being covered by the pajamas, she could feel his hard muscles. His body was so tightly held that she wondered if the thighs of a wild horse were really like this.
Her admiring hands groped up his thighs.
Kalion didn’t call her. However, he just stared at her lips with resentful eyes while chewing his bottom lip. He threw a look at her like a predator that had its prey trapped in front of him.
Erna changed her mind when she saw that look. She had originally planned to joke around before untying him, but from the looks of it, she had to keep him tied up until the morning.
When her hands approached the innermost spot between his thighs, Kalion eventually let out a moan. She could see his p*nis drifting, pushing up under the cloth as if to ask for help.
Kalion let out the sigh he had been holding in. His hot breath hit the bare chest of Erna, who was seated next to him. Erna slipped back and sat down the moment she felt the temperature of his infested desire.
“Really… you should stop…”
“What did you do when I said stop?” asked Erna.
“…I continued.”
“Then you must know what I’m going to do.”
Erna’s long fingers scratched the shaft under the stretch fabric as if tickling it and Kalion’s body flinched heavily like he’d been struck by lightning. Erna was frightened by the violent movement. I won’t die doing this, right?
No matter how much she rummaged through her memories, no one had died from touching someone who was tied up.
“Having a hard time?” she asked Kalion, but received no response. “Kalion?”
The suddenly blushing Kalion lifted his head in silence at her question. Staring below and wondering why he was acting this way, Erna figured out the reason. She could see that he had a wet spot on the middle of his pant crotch; he had already ej*culated.
“Are you a pervert? I tied you up and… you came?”
“You touched me like that… you’re torturing me like a monst… no, you’re torturing me more than a monster.” Kalion looked at her with piercing eyes, his gaze filled with resentment and deep desire.
Instinctively sensing danger, Erna backed up a little. Did I bully him too much? But honestly… it was fun, Kalion whining and looking at her, unable to do a thing about it.
But did this make her a pervert? Erna fell deep into thought with her head turned. As she’d expected, it seemed a bit problematic. Her crotch was wet as she watched the panting Kalion.
However, her eyes were on the magic strings that’d tied him up. The Grand Castle’s magic has gotten poorer than I thought.
Frankly, she’d never once thought that it would be a success when she used this magic. It may look like magic used to shoot out an insignificant string, but there were many additional symbols drawn to accurately specify its goal.
I can’t write one or two letters, but there are more than ten of them.
Even if all powers used less powerful words, she can use magic that neutralizes the other person if she combines it well like the magic she used now.
Erna’s expression suddenly turned serious. This wasn’t a problem to be taken lightly. Should I fix the Grand Castle’s magic as a whole?
It was a magic that hadn’t been repaired since the first grand duke. Most of the records of that time had been lost, and if someone were to recover them, they would have to go through a new understanding from the beginning.
Erna had been tormenting Kalion until a little while ago, so she had been unable to see, but suddenly she thought deeply about another problem. That one of Kalion’s hands had come out from being tied.
After a long time, Erna realized that she had neglected him.
“Argh!”
Suddenly her body rolled back. Erna struggled in surprise, but in an instant, Kalion’s body knocked her down on the bed, and then he pressed her hands so that she could not move.
“Hey! How did you…?”
“I untied it on my own.”
“You what!?”
“Your magic disappeared while you were thinking about something else,” said Kalion.
“That can’t be…” Erna’s eyes widened and she turned her head. The magic’s letters were seen on the ceiling, faintly appearing and disappearing. Her face turned pale when she discovered them. It still had the power to restore itself.
Even though the first grand duke’s magic had gotten poor, it seemed that the power to extinguish the magic as much as possible remained in this.
Erna, who hurriedly memorized the letters that appeared momentarily, said in an excited voice, “Done. It should be easy to repair with this! Move over. Right now…”
“Move what over?” Kalion clasped both of Erna’s wrists with one hand, then removed his shirt with the other. And her wrists were firmly tied. Then, her face froze.
“Don’t tell me…”
Kalion smirked and hung his wrist-tied clothes on the headrest’s bedpost. And with the remaining part, he covered Erna’s eyes.
“All right, now it is my turn. And my wife is relaxed. You made someone like this and thought about other things. Now, I am not curious about what you were thinking about. There’s something I need to do before that.”
A cold sweat rolled down Erna’s spine as Kalion pressed down on her writhing thighs and whispered in her ear, “Don’t worry. You’ve had a long day, so I am not going to have s*x with you. So…”
His callous hand entered through her open collar and brushed over her soft skin.